Crossover Roleplay

[[ is this like... open for joining? ]]

(hi)

(I'd be happy to!)

In the middle of the arena a new prison cage raised- it was filled with wolves, all having two heads. 
Barely a meter away was a small girl who'd ditched her team- Her name was Fay, a young girl with a gift unheard of in many of the worlds these heroes and villains hailed from. Sadly, it was unlikely to help her here. She hated fighting and as soon as she spotted them, before their gates had even opened, she turned and ran as quickly as she could.
"H-Help!" Fay called out.

[[ what, exactly, is going on, if someone wouldn't mind explaining a little? ]]

(I only have 1 charrie and hes taken )

[[ ah, okay. i did a plot like this once. is there anywhere that it would be comfortable for me to jump in? do my cherries have to pick teams? ]]

Kobra Kid, who was simply wondering where the hell he was while sitting on the ground of the what looked like an arena, shot his head up at the sound of a call... for help. He jumped up, his hand already drawing his red raygun as he saw a young girl faced with a cage filled with two headed wolves, all looking ravenous as they eyed the girl. Kobra bit his lip as he ran as fast as his long legs could go towards the cage, discreetly praying to DESTROYA that Kobra and the girl would make it out alive. 

He soon skidded to a halt in front of the girl as his hazel eyes looked down the sights of his raygun towards one if the wolve's heads, and to see if his raygun would do anything, he pulled the trigger, seeing the bolt of what seemed like light burst out from his raygun right on it's mark, killing the head he aimed at. Kobra hissed in success, extremely glad for the advanced technology of his raygun. 

Quickly turning to the girl, with his red raygun still pointed at the cage, he looked down at her and asked, "Are you okay?" Before turning back to the cage of monsters.

She nodded quickly, noticeably keeping her gaze away from his ray gun. "Y-yes. But we really should run!" Fay said, and reached out, grabbing the bottom of his shirt. She tugged a bit in the direction he'd come from.
And then the doors opened.

The wolves sprang from the cage with a purpose, dashing at high speed towards them- They were covering the distance dangerously quick.

"Right!" Kobra Kid yelled, thinking fast as the wolves sprung out of the cage they were kept in, and quickly, with one arm, lifting the little girl and running as fast as he possibly could, ignoring every jolt of pain and protest from his muscles, pushing himself to go faster and faster. Out on the Zones he was quite the runner, so he had some speed to himself. 

Kobra wished he had his motorbike from the Zones, so he could get away faster than his legs could ever take him. But he didn't, and the only defense he had on himself was his raygun.

He shot at the walls of wolves, downing a few because simply carrying one dead head around, Kobra could tell, was tiring. That was the only way he could do anything about not dying. Kobra was incredibly glad that his raygun ran on ElectroKat batteries that literally lasted for decades and his raygun didn't need to be reloaded, because they would both be dead if they didn't.

The girl hid her face in his shoulder as he fired, flinching at every pull of the trigger. She didn't like the thought of getting eaten by one of these things, but didn't want them killed either. But she didn't have much of a choice.
For now, she hoped she could find an animal of some sort. She fearfully pulled her head from his shoulder and looked around for anything. Something fast, faster than these monsters, or something that could get away from them in another way. Anything would do!
Then she spotted a small little bird. A Cardinal perhaps? No matter- it'd trigger her transformation anyway.
"Just keep running!" She whispered, then let out a high-pitched whistle. The bird seemed to immediately flick its head in her direction, then a moment later took off, flying towards them.
Come on, quicker! She pleaded. The wolves were gaining ground.

(Alrighty! Heh, I gotta go clean my room at some point, it's so bad.)

While a pack of wolves chased on group and sluggish robots with guns attempted the lives of another, a part of the map seemed quiet. It was lovely, honestly. The space was a clearing with many sorts of exotic flowers blooming all over. Were someone allergic to pollen they'd be in absolute hell, but to General it wasn't that bad. She was used to being out in the open.
She sat under the shade of an oak tree, her eyes half-closed in boredom. These games weren't exactly her favorite- She'd been in them more than once, after her team had won over and over.
Then that cowboy had wiped out nearly every single member in a six shots from his revolver, Peacekeeper. 
So now that she was sure she'd lose, she had gone to enjoying the scenery while she was here. Currently no one was around to fight, so she waited.

(HAHA, I never thought of it that way! *Instinct*)

[[ mystic all the way man.
but honestly, my room is horrible. i'm giving away books and i swear that i've emptied half of my bookshelves in the past four hours. ]]

A man was walking through the trees.
Well, he wasn't a man, but he looked like one, so that was how he explained himself to people. He was young, almost childish looking, with bright brown eyes, and equally brown hair that flopped into his eyes quite often, even more so now, since he was in this arena and it's heat. He'd been here for... he didn't know how long, actually. Days? It was probably days, maybe a few weeks. It certainly hadn't been years yet, from what he could tell. But, mainly he'd been wandering, finding things that wouldn't kill him if he ate them, and getting water here and there. He'd seen other people. Well, "people." Like him. He was "people." He hadn't stopped to chat. He wanted out, and he wanted out without being hurt or having to hurt anyone. That was why he...
He stopped.
Up ahead, out past the tree line, on the edge of a clearing, he could see someone. They were sitting, almost like they were asleep, but he would've bet money that they weren't. He hadn't gotten much sleep himself.
Planning to sneak by quietly, he turned direction to head along the trees instead of through the small clearing, when his shoe broke a twig. It was an unusually loud snap; the wood was probably old, and he flinched mightily as he slowly lifted his foot off of it. Stupid Doctor.

(XD Mystic is sooo popular! It's like, 48% of all players of something!
Oh snap. Well, I've got to poof. Reply when I get back!)