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Darth Vader - The Nexus - Anyone
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Vader was travelling in Hyperspace towards his next destination. He was tasked to eliminate a small Rebel Base on the planet Naboo, and re-secure control of that system.

As his Star Destroyer was travelling, the Admiral approached him to give an update on something.

"Lord Vader."
"What is it, Admiral?"
"A new location just popped up on our navigation system. It's been labelled as a Multiverse Hotel, sir."
"Hmm. Is there any information on this new location in our database?"
"No, my lord. What we have noticed is that a strange portal has appeared in your quarters, sir. We believe it will take you into the hotel."
"Very well. I will take a small group of Stormtroopers and investigate this myself. I'm leaving you in charge of the Naboo operation. Once you arrive in Naboo's orbit, send a landing party towards the base via the co-ordinates provided. Do not fail me, Admiral."
"Yes sir. Good luck, sir."
"There is no luck. Only the Force."

Vader advanced from the Bridge and entered the Barracks, assembling a small group of stormtroopers to take with him into the portal. Once assembled, they entered the portal to arrive at the Nexus, the portal hub of the Hotel.

"There seems to be a variety of aliens in this hotel, Lord Vader. And a few humans as well."
"Interesting. Keep guard of the Nexus, allow people to come and go as they please. I'm going to talk with some of these other guests."
"Yes, Lord Vader."

@NujabesLives!

Vader browses around the Nexus Hub when he discovered a odd looking Alien, not one he's recognised. He approached Frieza and addressed him, a few of his Stormtroopers behind him as a escort.

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"Excuse me. You seem to of also brought some troops with you as well. Who exactly are you? I don't recognise you from any Imperial Controlled Planets."
 
Felix - Nexus - Darth Vader

When Darth Vader just waltzed in and approached the alien creep, Felix simply looked at him in complete disbelief, having grown silent upon the mere sight.

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"....No fucking way."

@Widowmaker
 
"....No fucking way."
Seeing as Frieza was taking a while to respond to him, Vader noticed a armoured soldier staring him down, he merely stared back, before deciding to approach him instead. Keeping his troopers behind him, he addressed the man.

"Hmm... You don't look like a Shadow Trooper. Or any kind of trooper in the Empire. What are you?"

He seemed curious at who this armoured soldier could be, he did not recognise the design.
 
Seeing as Frieza was taking a while to respond to him, Vader noticed a armoured soldier staring him down, he merely stared back, before deciding to approach him instead. Keeping his troopers behind him, he addressed the man.

"Hmm... You don't look like a Shadow Trooper. Or any kind of trooper in the Empire. What are you?"

He seemed curious at who this armoured soldier could be, he did not recognise the design.

"Well, I'm a mercenary. Like Boba Fett but way fuckin' better."
Felix replied to Darth Vader in a bit orb shaky tone, unable to believe that Darth fucking Vader was standing here talking to him.

@Widowmaker
 
"HAHAHAHA!!! Oh, you're good! You couldn't even rule a two rate shitty planet like Chorus lookin' like that!"

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"Ohohoho! Yes, yes I do suppose appearances can be deceiving! Certainly worth a laugh or two!"

Frieza wasn't one to take humiliation or jokes at his expense lightly. Came with the territory that when you were so feared across galaxies and one person had the gall to stand up to you. It drove the alien's anger levels skywards. But there in lied the difference between Frieza and the average joe. The average person might take a crack that's aimed at them and simply laugh it off and let it be the end of that. As Frieza would show however as he raised his index finger, his reaction was...a bit extreme to say the least.

*fwish!*

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Felix would have seen Frieza raising his finger, a pink glow engulfing his fingertip and then the immediate burning pain coursing through a newly gained hole. Burned right through the right side of his armor. "Though I'm loathe to admit that I've never had much of a sense of humor. Least of all when the 'joke' concerns me. But I must say, you make for an excellent punchline!" A grin spread across Frieza's features as he fired a rapid series of his trademark Death Beams at the mercenary who dared laugh at him. The beams burned through the armor covering his forearms, his knees and shoulders. But Frieza knew better than to outright murder this fool.

It might inspire somebody to stand up against him and while it was hard to resist a chance to murder, that wasn't why Frieza had come here. At least it wasn't the main reason anyhow. Lowering his finger once he felt Felix had been shot enough, Frieza glared at him. 'Now, this 'Chorus' you mentioned. Perhaps I'll let you live a life in my army if you tell me where in your universe it is. Starting my universal conquest would be nice with a place to start."

As that blue skinned woman addressed him again, Frieza couldn't help but scoff in her general direction. "Well, believe what you'd like. I am Lord Frieza and that's all you'll need to know, whelp." Perhaps another 'victim' was required before the other occupants here got an idea of just who they were messing with.

...Though it seemed like that would have to wait. Turning towards Frieza who given his unassuming diminutive stature had to look up when addressing Vader. "Oh? You're a conqueror yourself are you? How interesting!" More competition and more worlds for Frieza to take for his own if he got one over on this black clad man. "I am Frieza, ruler of the Planet Trade Organization and you are...?"

((apologies for the delayed replies guys! My computer's been lagging like crazy!))

@thatguyinthestore @Widowmaker @Okami

 
"Well, I'm a mercenary. Like Boba Fett but way fuckin' better."

"Oh really? Hmm. Considering I do not know you at all, you must either be incredibly confident, or incredibly cocky. And a Mercenary hmm? I could tell by the way that you are standing. Surely you know who I am, correct?" Vader gestured towards the Mercenary, chuckling a little bit which gets cut off a little due to the breathing. Vader was not refusing the fact he could be better than Boba, but coming from someone who appeared to be a "Merc with a mouth," he kept up his formal attitude.

Jimmy hobbled over to Darth Vader

"Lord Vader w-w-would you l-l-like to hear one of my j-j-j-.....j-jokes?"

@Widowmaker

"Hmm. Very well. Seeing as this is a hotel and all, I shall enlighten you. Tell me this joke of yours."

...Though it seemed like that would have to wait. Turning towards Frieza who given his unassuming diminutive stature had to look up when addressing Vader. "Oh? You're a conqueror yourself are you? How interesting!" More competition and more worlds for Frieza to take for his own if he got one over on this black clad man. "I am Frieza, ruler of the Planet Trade Organization and you are...?"

"I, am Lord Vader. The Sith Lord of the Galactic Imperial Empire. We have successfully conquered our entire galaxy using our superior technology and strength. So you're the ruler of a Planet Trade Organization? I have never heard of you. Then again, this was known as a Multiverse Hotel so perhaps, you are not of my universe. Regardless. From what how you speak of me, you must also be a conqueror as well, correct?" Vader responded to Frieza, maintaining his eluding presence. With his troopers behind him and guarding the Nexus Portals.
 
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"Ohohoho! Yes, yes I do suppose appearances can be deceiving! Certainly worth a laugh or two!"

Frieza wasn't one to take humiliation or jokes at his expense lightly. Came with the territory that when you were so feared across galaxies and one person had the gall to stand up to you. It drove the alien's anger levels skywards. But there in lied the difference between Frieza and the average joe. The average person might take a crack that's aimed at them and simply laugh it off and let it be the end of that. As Frieza would show however as he raised his index finger, his reaction was...a bit extreme to say the least.

*fwish!*

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Felix would have seen Frieza raising his finger, a pink glow engulfing his fingertip and then the immediate burning pain coursing through a newly gained hole. Burned right through the right side of his armor. "Though I'm loathe to admit that I've never had much of a sense of humor. Least of all when the 'joke' concerns me. But I must say, you make for an excellent punchline!" A grin spread across Frieza's features as he fired a rapid series of his trademark Death Beams at the mercenary who dared laugh at him. The beams burned through the armor covering his forearms, his knees and shoulders. But Frieza knew better than to outright murder this fool.

It might inspire somebody to stand up against him and while it was hard to resist a chance to murder, that wasn't why Frieza had come here. At least it wasn't the main reason anyhow. Lowering his finger once he felt Felix had been shot enough, Frieza glared at him. 'Now, this 'Chorus' you mentioned. Perhaps I'll let you live a life in my army if you tell me where in your universe it is. Starting my universal conquest would be nice with a place to start."

As that blue skinned woman addressed him again, Frieza couldn't help but scoff in her general direction. "Well, believe what you'd like. I am Lord Frieza and that's all you'll need to know, whelp." Perhaps another 'victim' was required before the other occupants here got an idea of just who they were messing with.

...Though it seemed like that would have to wait. Turning towards Frieza who given his unassuming diminutive stature had to look up when addressing Vader. "Oh? You're a conqueror yourself are you? How interesting!" More competition and more worlds for Frieza to take for his own if he got one over on this black clad man. "I am Frieza, ruler of the Planet Trade Organization and you are...?"

((apologies for the delayed replies guys! My computer's been lagging like crazy!))

@thatguyinthestore @Widowmaker @Okami

Felix and Marco - Nexus - Anyone

Felix was caught off guard by the finger blast, to say the least. The blast knocked the mercenary straight off his feet, causing Felix to fall over onto his back. When Frieza finally ceased his fire, Felix merely laid there for a moment before bringing himself up to his knees...

and he laughed.

"HAHAHAHA! Oh, you pack a punch. I'll give ya that. But I'm not joining your dumb army.... not without the proper payment, at least." Felix replied, smirking behind his helmet.

"Oh really? Hmm. Considering I do not know you at all, you must either be incredibly confident, or incredibly cocky. And a Mercenary hmm? I could tell by the way that you are standing. Surely you know who I am, correct?" Vader gestured towards the Mercenary, chuckling a little bit which gets cut off a little due to the breathing. Vader was not refusing the fact he could be better than Boba, but coming from someone who appeared to be a "Merc with a mouth," he kept up his formal attitude.



"Hmm. Very well. Seeing as this is a hotel and all, I shall enlighten you. Tell me this joke of yours."



"I, am Lord Vader. The Sith Lord of the Galactic Imperial Empire. We have successfully conquered our entire galaxy using our superior technology and strength. So you're the ruler of a Planet Trade Organization? I have never heard of you. Then again, this was known as a Multiverse Hotel so perhaps, you are not of my universe. Regardless. From what how you speak of me, you must also be a conqueror as well, correct?" Vader responded to Frieza, maintaining his eluding presence. With his troopers behind him and guarding the Nexus Portals.
"Of course I know who you are. You're Darth fuckin' Vader. Pretty sure everyone knows who you are." Felix said with a nod. Even he knew not to piss off Darth Vader.

Well at least, not too much.

Meanwhile, Marco stepped in when the weird alien thing started finger blasting Felix.

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"W-woah! We don't need to start finger blasting folks!" Marco shouted as he stepped between Felix and Frieza and waving his arms around frantically in some attempt to get the latter to hopefully calm down.

@Widowmaker @NujabesLives!
 
"Of course I know who you are. You're Darth fuckin' Vader. Pretty sure everyone knows who you are." Felix said with a nod. Even he knew not to piss off Darth Vader.

Well at least, not too much.
"Hmm. Seems people from other universes already know about us. A mental note for future operations. So, Mercenary. Tell me about yourself. Surely you must have many stories if your personality suggests such." Vader spoke with a nod, as one of his troopers approached Felix and inspected him. "Wow. This armour design is nothing like what we have. It's similar but it certainly looks different."

"Thank you, thank you, what a t-t-terrific audience."

"What Universe are you from? I feel sorry for whoever have to put up with your terrible jokes."
 
"Whelp? Seriously? Are you a member of the Companions or something? They're like the only guys that actually think that word is cool. And if you are... I actually outrank you in that regard." Yes, Caris was the Harbinger of the Companions. A title that demanded respect in the land of Skyrim, unfortunately due to her race she was still discriminated against in the eastern lands. Despite commanding the elite group of warriors and werewolves she still considered a "grey skin" in those scummy holds. Listening more though, she began to understand that this guy was not from Nirn, or her plane of existence. "Fucking knew aliens existed... Honestly Darth Vader just showed up why the hell am I surprised?" She mutters, during her time in 2004 LA as a Kindred, Caris's ghoul had suggested watching the films "Star Wars" and she got into it.

"Well anyway, nice to meet you all but this place is getting really fucking crowded so I'ma go see what else is here." At that, Caris bows dramatically, and trots off.
 
((Hey, ThatAverageGuy? Could you change your speech text color? For me it's really hard to see and my computer is refusing to change its brightness. Thanks!))
 
"Hmm. Seems people from other universes already know about us. A mental note for future operations. So, Mercenary. Tell me about yourself. Surely you must have many stories if your personality suggests such." Vader spoke with a nod, as one of his troopers approached Felix and inspected him. "Wow. This armour design is nothing like what we have. It's similar but it certainly looks different."



"What Universe are you from? I feel sorry for whoever have to put up with your terrible jokes."
"Well... I fought in the Great War with my partner Locus and we've killed... a lot of people. More than I can count." Felix said with a nod. When the storm troopers approached him, Felix simply held up his hands and backed away. "Yeah, custom made. Don't touch it either." Felix said, putting extra emphasis on that last part.

"Whelp? Seriously? Are you a member of the Companions or something? They're like the only guys that actually think that word is cool. And if you are... I actually outrank you in that regard." Yes, Caris was the Harbinger of the Companions. A title that demanded respect in the land of Skyrim, unfortunately due to her race she was still discriminated against in the eastern lands. Despite commanding the elite group of warriors and werewolves she still considered a "grey skin" in those scummy holds. Listening more though, she began to understand that this guy was not from Nirn, or her plane of existence. "Fucking knew aliens existed... Honestly Darth Vader just showed up why the hell am I surprised?" She mutters, during her time in 2004 LA as a Kindred, Caris's ghoul had suggested watching the films "Star Wars" and she got into it.

"Well anyway, nice to meet you all but this place is getting really fucking crowded so I'ma go see what else is here." At that, Caris bows dramatically, and trots off.
Chloe Price - Hallway - Caris

As Caris began to wander off, she'd come across a girl about her age smoking in the hallway with a pair of headphones in.

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@Widowmaker @Okami
 
Kylo Ren - Starkiller Base - Anyone

Kylo Ren was aboard Starkiller base, investigating an anomaly where a hole seemed to of been torn open in space. A few oddities were coming through and floating about nearby, most of it being odd alien technology seemingly from another world.

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However, as they got closer to the hole Kylo began to sense something familiar. It wasn't so much a disturbance in the force, but rather a familiarity. It resonated of the Dark Side, it was unlike anything he had sensed before, yet at the same time he felt as if he knew it. He began to storm off the bridge and commanded behind him "Prep me my ship, I shall investigate this personally". Soon after he flew out towards the hole, but it didn't take long for the gravitational fields to get a hold of his ship and pull him inside.

Kylo Ren - The Nexus - Anyone

Back on the Nexus an New Order TIE Fighter would soon be seen flying out from the Nexus portal, crashing into the floor and sliding across the room before hitting the wall and being forced to a sudden stop. For a few moments spoke came from the crash site before the cockpit door opened, and a masked Kylo Ren stepped down from his cockpit and out into the open. For a moment he was silent, his head slowly turning as he was examining the room, searching for what he sensed. But then he suddenly stopped when he noticed a familiar site, a man wearing Lord Vader's armour, but surprisingly not damaged in any way.

This was definitely what he had sensed earlier, it was very similar to what lose remnants he could feel from Vader's more damaged helmet back on Starkiller Base, but much stronger. But Vader was dead, had been since before he was even born! There was no way this man could be him! So in response Kylo Ren ignited his lightsaber and declared "You there! Who are you to dare wear the suit of Lord Vader! The fist to the Imperial Army!?".

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@Widowmaker @Others​
 
"Well... I fought in the Great War with my partner Locus and we've killed... a lot of people. More than I can count." Felix said with a nod. When the storm troopers approached him, Felix simply held up his hands and backed away. "Yeah, custom made. Don't touch it either." Felix said, putting extra emphasis on that last part.

"The Great War? I would of remembered that." Just as he finished, a trooper approached Vader. "Lord Vader, we did a background check on this mercenary. The Great War he is referring to is in his own universe, where he alongside a large group of humans known as the UNSC took on a large alien race known as the Covenant. All the information we gathered is on this datapad." And they passed it to Vader, to which he scrolled through the information presented to him. "Interesting. You must of fought valiantly. Although you seem to have the common "Merc with a Mouth" attitude as most mercenaries possess. And I'm assuming this Locus you refer to is your partner?"

This was definitely what he had sensed earlier, it was very similar to what lose remnants he could feel from Vader's more damaged helmet back on Starkiller Base, but much stronger. But Vader was dead, had been since before he was even born! There was no way this man could be him! So in response Kylo Ren ignited his lightsaber and declared "You there! Who are you to dare wear the suit of Lord Vader! The fist to the Imperial Army!?".

Vader turned towards the ignited Lightsaber and in return ignited his own, staring down the unknown Sith. "The man who dears to wear my suit is the one who is actually the owner of said suit. I am Lord Vader, the fist of the Imperial Army. Seeing how you just crashed into the hotel in a Imperial TIE Fighter, you must be apart of the same. But your Lightsaber... You've modified it. Who exactly are you that you know of me, Sith?"
 
Jimmy decided to leave Vader alone and let him fight this out.

He just started to limb around the hotel and just find someone to talk to

@anyone​
 
Vader turned towards the ignited Lightsaber and in return ignited his own, staring down the unknown Sith. "The man who dears to wear my suit is the one who is actually the owner of said suit. I am Lord Vader, the fist of the Imperial Army. Seeing how you just crashed into the hotel in a Imperial TIE Fighter, you must be apart of the same. But your Lightsaber... You've modified it. Who exactly are you that you know of me, Sith?"

Kylo raised his blade when the man ignited his own, however he paused when he claimed to be the actual Lord Vader. But how could that be the case? Such a thing would be impossible! Though one of the Stormtroopers he was with mentioned other universes, perhaps there was some truth to what he says. He nodded in a sense of approval at the mention of his customised lightsaber, not wanting to admit the fact that the "modification" was the result of lousy craftsmanship. Answering 'Vaders' question Kylo responded "I am Kylo Ren from the New Order. The rebuilt remnants of the Imperial Guard once Luke Skywalker, my cursed uncle, murdered both you and the Emperor. But if you claim to truly be Vader, then surely you must know this. What is the name of your former master, and the name of the order used to exterminate the Jedi?".

Underneath his mask, Kylo would show a hint of pain. Having to ask such formal questions to prove the identity of his Grandfather, someone he never actually got to meet himself.
 
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