Disclaimer: You know the drill.

AN: Now before you start complaining '117Jorn! Why you make so many new fics and not focus on the old ones?' The reason is simple: One of our writers (not saying who) doesn't get on the computer as much as he use to, and we need him for the other fics we're working on. We started working on THIS one as a means to pass the time by as we wait for him. But unfortunitally we waited and worked on this so long, we got the chapter done in less than two days. So yeah. Don't expect a massive swarm of updates for this, but don't worry we are also working on Star Wars Online among other things as well. We'll keep you posted! :D

July 10th 2014 A.D

United States - East Coast

"You know… I really hate it when we have to wait for others to update..."

The complaint came from a young man wearing baggy dark green cargo shorts and a red T-Shirt and sandals. He looked to be about 20 years old with short brown hair and brown eyes, standing at about 5'11". He was currently working over a laptop over a desk, with a can of Coke Zero next to him as he typed his words onto the computer's chat.

117Jorn: Damn, where the hell is Patriot?

DragonKnightRyu: His grandpappy probably pulled him away… again…

Ronald Pinkerton: Nothing we can do about it. Although I wish I could...(Eyes Black Arrow)

Titanic X: I bet… I just wonder how long it'll take.

117Jorn: (Sigh) Well, we're gonna have to wait for him, so we're gonna have to work on something or else I'm gonna die of boredom here…

He was about to type something else, however his Iphone suddenly rang out the Metal Gear Solid Codec sound (117Jorn: Yes, that is my real ring tone) telling him someone had sent a message to him. He picked it up, but rose his eyebrow that it wasn't a number he knew. He looked at the message itself.

"Try the new Fiction-maker app..." he muttered, reading what it said. "Makes characters of your own design… come to life?"

'Come to life?' He thought, 'Does that mean they make CGI images of them or what?' He turned back to the computer as he went back to chat.

117Jorn: Guys, you ever heard of an app called 'Fiction Maker'?

Ronald Pinkerton: Jorn, you know damn well I don't have a phone, nor do I WANT a phone. Besides, it's probably just a joke email or something.

Dragonknightryu: Who was the sender?

117Jorn: It… doesn't say. It just says that it will "Make characters of your creation come to life." I'm thinking they mean making a 3D Model or something… not sure how… hang on, I'm gonna check it out…

He pressed the App message, and then it told him to insert the character's bio… this surprised Jordan, however he shrugged as he access the bio page he had connected to his Iphone via . He then filled out all of the requirements, as he created the page for his most famous O.C: Jaden Takeo.

'And… Enter.' he thought as he hit the 'Submit' button.

A moment passed, and nothing happened… but then emerging from the port was a purple-colored energy which sparked around the Phone "WHOA!" Jordan shouted as he dropped the phone on the ground. The camera then made a bright purple glow before a beam of energy shot out, landing on the floor of the loft. The light was so bright, he had to shield his eyes.

Eventually, the light began to subside. And Jordan heard a groaning sound "Whoa… what?" a voice that sounded very simiar to his, causing Jordan's eyes to widen "Where am I?"

Jordan looked at where it came from, and his eyes widened even more as he saw the figure standing right in front of him. A young man with short spiked black hair and crimson red eyes, wearing a Training Gi, consisting of black training boots, crimson baggy pants, a black belt and a crimson red tank top with a normal black tank top underneath it. The Gi also had a small white symbol on the front which had the Kanji for 'Blaze' on it, while on the back there was a larger symbol with the same Kanji on it, and his sword strapped to his back.

"Oh… my… god..." Jordan whispered out, not believing what he was seeing. The figure turned to face Jordan, as the two looked at each other for what felt like a solid minute.

"...who the hell are you?" The figure shouted, his hands reaching for his swords. "And where the hell am I? What happened to my Sister?"

"W-w-whoa! Whoa!" Jordan shouted, raising his hands up in defense "I-I'm not an enemy! I'm friendly! J-Just calm down Jaden!"

Yes, Jordan knew exactly who this person was before him was. It was his own character, Jaden Takeo, seemingly brought to life straight from several of 'Red Light Kunoichi' or 'Ripples of a Blade'. His eyes narrowed as he looked at him "How do you know my name?" He asked.

Jordan took a deep breath "One...second please..." he said, as he typed a few words into the keyboard.

117Jorn: Guys… I'll be AFK for a bit...

He then turned his attention back to Jaden. He had calmed down a bit, but his hands were still prepared to draw out his swords at a moment's notice. "Okay… now this is going to sound crazy..." he said, "But I swear, that I am not lying… and this is the truth."

Jaden said nothing, but he sat down on the chair nearby. "Alright… shoot." he said, as he smirked a bit "Believe me, I've had some crazy shit happen to me."

Jordan chuckled a bit nervously "Yeah… I know." he said, "Let me ask ya… have you ever heard of the… multiverse theory?"

Jaden blinked at that, but nodded "Yeah, the theory that there are infinite amounts of universes with different possibilities." he said, "Why?"

"Well..." Jordan said, "You see… in… this universe...your not… technically… real..." Jaden looked confused as he went on. "You see… in this universe, there are no Pokegirls, there never was a Revenge War… no Sukebe or any of that… this is just plane old ordinary… Earth."

"So you're saying I'm in a different universe then?" Jaden asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Umm… kinda, yeah." Jordan said, scratching the back of his head "You see… while Pokegirls doesn't exist the way you know it… it does exist… via stories online."

Jaden blinked at that "Wait, what?" He asked, "What do you mean?"

"This… this universe is basically one where… you, your sister, your girls… they all exist in a fictional universe created by Metroanime… and… me and my friends online… decided to write our own story in the Pokegirl universe… and we each created our own characters for the story… and you were mine."

"Umm… what?" Jaden asked, as he appeared to pick into his ear "Sorry, i think I got something bat shit crazy stuck in my ear there for a moment, did you say you made me?"

"Kinda… yeah," Jordan said, with a sigh "I… created your character. Jaden Takeo, son of Phil and Sutura Takeo, you met Rena in the woods, you became friends and when you became a Tamer you two fell in love, and you built up your harem with Hikari and Christina, you turned Hitomi from Lesbian to Bi, and… yeah I've pretty much came up with most of that."

Jaden's eyes narrowed slightly "So… you're also the person who put me through all those years of hell with Phil?" He growled out slightly, and Jordan raised his hands.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Hang on, if I had known you were real I wouldn't have!" Jordan said, "In fact I've got several stories where you aren't! What you went through with Phil built up your character! To help you become who you are now - one of the best badasses in Pokegirls."

Jaden still had his eyes narrowed, but he sighed as he relented "Well… if it wasn't for you I guesss… I'd never of met Rena-chan..." he said, as he leaned back in the chair. "But… how did I get here?"

Jordan picked up his phone "I got an App on this phone… it said that it would make my characters a reality..." he said, glancing back up at Jaden "But… I didn't think they meant it like this…."

Jaden chuckled a bit "Yeah, I bet..." he said, "So… what now?"

"I… honestly don't know..." Jordan said, looking at the phone "I… I suppose I could bring in your sister, your girls and the rest of your family… but I don't think I could bring out Ryu, Hitomi or Takeshi… they were made by my friends online, Dragonknightryu and Takeshi Yamato."

"I… would appreciate it if you bring them here too..." Jaden said. "I'd… rather not be all alone here… this is all just too weird."

"I'll do that," Jordan said nodding, as he smiled a bit. "I mean… I'm meeting characters i've made… this is just… wow… you can stay here, I've got food downstairs and all that… give me a minute and I'll start bringing them here. Make yourself at home."

Jaden nodded as he got up. "Right, I'll do that," he said. "Sukebe know's I'm hungry… I wonder if I have the bottomless stomach blood curse like my uncle Goku does..."

Jordan chuckled a bit. "I've considered writing it!" he shouted out as Jaden walked down stairs, who rolled his eyes. Once he was gone he immediately turned back towards the computer, catching the others chatting but realized Ryu had left for a moment.

117Jorn: HOLY SHIT GUYS! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS!

Ronald Pinkerton: (Slightly annoyed tone) What is it, Jorn?

Titanic X: What's going on? Does it have to do with that Fiction-Maker app? Because if that's the case, then… well… Just check your e-mail later. I have something to show you guys.

117Jorn: Guys… that app works in ways you wouldn't believe! It doesn't just make your character… It brings them to life! LITERALLY! Jaden Takeo is walking downstairs IN MY HOUSE!

Titanic X: I tried it, and well, the result is the same. Except for me...Well, you have to see it t believe it! So check your e-mail. Just sent you guys a vid.

Ronald Pinkerton: Forgot my last message, did we? I DON'T HAVE A PHONE.

117Jorn: Just checked… Its compatible with Computers. I can send you the app to you on an e-mail and you can use it. Sending now.

Ronald Pinkerton: It's a bloody scam. Besides, I don't waste my time with this shit.

Titanic X: Oh yeah? Check your e-mail. The vid I sent is anything but fake!

Jordan, curious to see what Titanic had done, had checked his Email and saw that she had sent him a video. He clicked on it, and watched as Windows media player started the video.

The image showed Titanic sitting at the office desk, her face filled with shock. "Jordan, Ron, guys, I know this may sound crazy, but…" She turned the phone to show the outside. "One of my OCs is sitting outside, right on my driveway. Yeah, on the driveway. And for very good reason." Jessica stood up and angled the phone to reveal what appeared to be a sleek plane parked there, but the real shocker was the fact that it had eyes and a mouth. "That plane out there is one of my OCs, named Spray Krane. In short, he's real. And he's panicked. Thankfully it's night here, so no one has really noticed him except for me. I'm gonna see about finding a place to hide him, but for now, just know that this is anything but faked!" She turned the phone back to face her. "I just don't know what's happened, but all I know is that this is real for sure. And we have to keep this information hidden from people. Especially those with intentions that are anything but friendly."

Jordan blinked a bit as he switched back to the chat box.

117Jorn: Titanic… your O.C is a plane?

Titanic X: Kind of. See, he was supposed to be a human turned plane. I expected him to be human, I guess not. And he is living. I write all kinds of fics, Jorn. From scifi to stuff like this.

Ronald Pinkerton: Considering that your video never got to me, I'll assume you're both trying to screw with me. You cannot create anything from nothing: you need a fuckton of energy, and that is something WE DO NOT HAVE. So, you're trying to fuck with me. Not impressed.

117Jorn: I know I'm the atheist here and completely disregard supernatural but… what if magic were involved somehow? I know it's crazy as fuck, but Ron I have never once lied to you. And I am telling you right now, Jaden-fucking-Takeo is in my house. I'm sending you Titanic's video right now - watch it, for the love of God please. I'll make my own video when I make Amy Takeo - I am not shitting you here.

Titanic X: Told ya! And he is real, Ron! I'm actually outside now, talking to him. Surprisingly, he's not too panicked. But he is wary and a bit scared.

Ronald Pinkerton: If this downloads a virus into my computer, I'm pulling a Liam Nelson out of my ass. (Changes voice to match) I will find you. And I WILL kill you.

Titanic X: Just watch the damn video!

(Takeshi Yamato has joined group chat)

Takeshi Yamato: Hey there, guys! What's up?

117Jorn: Takeshi, sending you a video right now, and an Email to an App. You are not going to BELIEVE this shit!

Takeshi Yamato: Hopefully the App will work on my Computer - I don't have an iPhone.

Ronald Pinkerton: Supposed to. Personally, I think it's a crock of shit. And your video got sent to my spam box, Titanic. Almost deleted it.

Titanic X: Well? You believe me now, Ron? And Takeshi, just sent ya a vid I made. You have to see it to believe it!

Ronald Pinkerton: I haven't even watched the fucking thing yet, you fucking-Gah. What I have to say is too rude for your eyes.

Titanic X: Sorry.

Takeshi Yamato: Okay, got the video - from both Jorn AND Titanic. Looking at it now. Stand by…

Titanic X: … (bites lower lip) Well?

Ronald Pinkerton: You are more messed up then I am. And I'm fucking insane.

Titanic X: Hey! I resent that!

117Jorn: So does that mean you saw it Ron?

Ronald Pinkerton: I did. And either my brother's slipping high-grade booze into my apple juice while I'm not looking or that's actually real. I'm hoping for the former rather than the latter.

Titanic X: Oh, it's real. And I'm not that good with a computer, Ron!

117Jorn: I am literally in the process of making Amy Takeo right now. I've got my computer camera recording right now, and I'll send it to you guys when its ready.

As Jordan typed that, he had also just finished putting in the Bio to Amy Takeo, Jaden's sister. He made sure that his camera was recording, before he hit the 'Enter' key. Once again, his Iphone spit out purple energy, followed by the same flash of light. A moment passed, and now standing on the Loft was a woman with shoulder length wavy dark red hair and green eyes, wearing a black tube top with a pair of hip-hugging dark red pants that were taped off at the end with a pair of high heeled sandals.

"Wait, what, huh?" Amy Takeo shouted, as her eyes darted around. "What the hell just happened?"

"Welcome to… my world, Miss Takeo." Jordan said, as Amy's looked at him in surprise. "Your brother's down stairs… he should clear things up I believe. Don't worry, I hope to have Akira, Ryu and the others show up soon."

"Hey Amy!" Jaden shouted from downstairs. "Come on! This guy's got some great stuff in the fridge! And I'm starving!"

Amy looked downstairs before looking back at Jordan, before she sighed "There better be a damn good explanation for this..." she muttered as she jumped over the railing to downstairs.

Once she was gone, Jaden finished the video as he prepared to send it over. Once he sent it to the others, he went back to the Chat.

117Jorn: Sending the video to you guys now.

Titanic X: Hope Ron doesn't call you insane like he did me… Hold on… Spray says he thinks the guy's a bit nuts, too. Well, considering how I'm right next to him at the moment, he saw the chat.

Takeshi Yamato: Just finished watching your vid, Titanic, and I only have one question: Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot, Over!

Titanic X: What?

Takeshi Yamato: NATO-Style Phonetic - translates to WTF!

Titanic X: Believe me, I was as surprised as you are, guys. That's how he looked when he came into this world. That's all I can say. He's real. And frankly… he says it's kind of an insult that you think of him as a freak.

Takeshi Yamato: I'm assuming Ron's the one who called him a freak. I've seen stranger things. What had me going WTF is the fact that he's actually real. Also, tbh, I actually thought he was a Transformer at first.

Titanic X: Ron did, indirectly though. And Spray says that he's kind of surprised you mistook him for a Transformer. I did too, to tell the truth. But when I saw him in the light of my flashlight, I realized who he really was. Aside from that, I'm just as stunned as all of you about this app. Just saw the video, Jorn. And to be honest, I already knew what happened from the beginning. Remember my own vid?

Takeshi Yamato: So… this app takes our OCs and brings them to life? This is going to warrant a lot of experimentation. Just saw your vid, Jorn. Proves to me that this is real. Still we need to determine the limitations of this thing. Downloading it now - going to see how it reacts to what is basically a digital representation of me - all iterations of my Takeshi Yamato OC are a representation of me, so I guess we'll see soon enough just what that variable throws into the mix.

117Jorn: Alright, be sure you record it. Once Ryu comes back he's gonna want to see all of this. Ron how 'bout you?

As usual, Ron remained silent throughout most of the conversation. He had nothing to add until that point.

Ronald Pinkerton: Fuck. No.

117Jorn: What, you're not trying to bring out your own OC? Or do you still not believe us?

Ronald Pinkerton: Belief is not the issue. Delete that app: this is something we are not meant to fuck with.

Takeshi Yamato: You might have a point, Ron, but what if someone with less scruples gets it, and brings out some really nasty OCs? Someone would need to be able to stand against him. OK, Camera is recording, details are loaded… here we go…

117Jorn: Takeshi's right Ron - If I could get this app, other people can, too. And believe me, I know a few guys you do NOT want to have this App. I'd rather be able to summon up people who can help me defeat them than to just hide under a bed and think happy thoughts. I doubt I got this app by simple chance.

Ronald Pinkerton: …This is something man is not meant to fuck with. This bends the laws of reality into a fucking pretzel and throws them into a nuclear furnace. Remind me to see if this works with weapons, as well. Fuck, I need to get drunk now.

Takeshi Yamato: Bloody Hell, that was disconcerting for a moment. Well, now we know what happens with the digital representation of the user - sending you the video now.

Jordan rose an eyebrow, but did as Takeshi requested as he opened his Email and pulled up the video in question. In the video, Takeshi, clad in a black T-Shirt and black shorts, finished typing in a few details, then hit the enter key. As with Jordan's uses of it, there was a burst of purple energy from the computer, and a flash of light. When it faded, though, there was not a second person in the area.

Instead, it looked like Takeshi's body and clothes had changed. His skin tone had changed from Caucasian to somewhere between Caucasian and Asian, and his arms seemed to have much higher muscle definition. His hair looked like it had been freshly cut in his preferred buzz cut, instead of needing said cut like it had before. His clothes had changed, too, the shorts turning into full-length pants as the top had changed to a dark blue sleeveless tunic, fingerless gloves adorning his hands. He also had an armored breastplate, armored legplates, and armored bracers in the appropriate locations, and a Katana rested on his back. Furthermore, on his shoulder was a tattoo of a katana sword over a blue whirlwind.

"OK, that was weird," he said, and even his voice had changed, maintaining some elements of his usual voice while also sounding primarily like Ichigo Kurosaki. He looked startled at the new sound of his voice, and began looking over the changes to his body. "OK… guess when it's a digital representation of the user, the App overlays that representation's characteristics onto the user…"

Jordan blinked at that, before he turned back to chat.

117Jorn: Okay, Takeshi… that was weird…

Takeshi Yamato: I totally agree, but I guess it works. Always wanted to be a Badass, which is part of why I always made at least one OC that was a representation of myself… now I can be Badass in real life.

117Jorn: Lucky...

Ronald Pinkerton: Even more of an excuse to delete that app: it destroys anyone's original personality and merges it with another. I'm fond of myself. I'm not using that fucking app.

117Jorn: *Sigh* Ron, Takeshi is still Takeshi - he's got all the memories before, only with some extras from his OC. He based his character off himself after all. And on top of that, are you honestly telling me you DON'T want to become the ultimate badass you are in your BSG fics?

Ronald Pinkerton: I'm not risking what is left of my sanity during that. My mind will NOT take the strain.

117Jorn: Fine, but what about your other characters? Wouldn't you want to bring some of them to life? Maybe they could help you out somehow?

Ronald Pinkerton: Knew you'd ask that. Some of my OCs are based off of PEOPLE I KNOW. I will NOT do that to them.

Takeshi Yamato: Your prerogative, Ron. Still, we need to determine the limitations of this App - can it only do OCs, or can it bring modified canon characters to life, as well? And is it limited to characters, or can it do weapons, armor, Mobile Suits… we need to know just what this thing can and can't do.

117Jorn: Alright, I'm checking now.

Jordan went back to his phone, as he read through the App. And he was actually surprised that he realized he hadn't even scratched the surface of what it could do. Down lower there were files to create anything. From entire ships, to weapons to almost anything imaginable. "Whoa..." he muttered.

117Jorn: Okay… we can. It looks like we can make pretty much ANYTHING from weapons to ships. There are no WORDS that can describe how amazing that is!

Takeshi Yamato: And how potentially dangerous it can be in the wrong hands. Ron, use it or delete it as you wish, but I'm going to start preparing for any possible GOTH scenario that might arise from someone with bad intentions getting his or her hands on another copy of this thing.

Ronald Pinkerton: FUCK. At least I can do SOMETHING that oesn't kill my mind with this fucking thing-FUCKING D KEY!

117Jorn: Yeah - you go making your WMD's Ron. Hopefully Ryu comes back and we can fill him in… he's gonna lose his shit. In the meantime… I've got some more O.C's I've gotta bring to life.

Ronald Pinkerton: Not WMDs. Something…better. I'll find a vid. Back in a moment.

Takeshi Yamato: Gotcha - in the meantime, I'll do like Jorn, and bring some more of my OCs to life… and maybe a few that are canon characters, but with adjustments.

117Jorn: Good - in the meantime I've gotta do the same thing. Promised Jaden I'd bring in the rest of his girls - and once Ryu's back I'm gonna need him to make Akira Hisanaga for Amy.

Titanic X: Uh… gonna hold off for now for me. Spray's getting a bit antsy. Need to find a place to hide him until we meet up.

DragonknightRyu: Back, sorry bout that, had to shout at a Project Manager for calling me on my day off, so what's this about OC's coming to life?

Titanic X: Sent ya a few vids, Ryu. Don't be surprised, and please try to refrain from calling him a freak or me and Jordan crazy.

There wasn't a response for a few moments before finally.

DragonKnightRyu: Not saying you guys are, but this is fucking crazy…

DragonKnightRyu: I'm… hesitant to do this tbh…

Titanic X: So, you saw the vids?

DragonKnightRyu: Yes, and I am still hesitant, think about it, why did we get this app, else we'd be hearing about it all over the news…

117Jorn: It's weird, I know. It could only have just been created by… someone, I don't know. But this is something we can't simply ignore.

Titanic X: Yeah. And gotta go. I need to find a good place to hide Spray. Don't want the cops to find him and start attacking him.

DragonKnightRyu: I think I'll try brining in Shinobi Ryu for the time being, I want info and he's the best for getting it…

Titanic X: Uh...yeah. And… one thing. Anyone know good hiding places for Spray? The only one I could think of was a field not too far from my house, but… it's open and people would see him. I sent you a map of my location, so…

Ronald Pinkerton: Use a deep lake: that'll hide him from sight. Baikal or Athabaska would work.

Titanic X: And risk killing him!? He needs to breathe, Ron! He's a living, breathing being now! I was hoping for like a forest or something!

117Jorn: Wait… didn't you say he was a plane?

Titanic X: Yeah. So?

117Jorn: Planes don't need air, Titanic. They are inanimate objects that don't need air… but still, the water would probably mess up the inner systems of the plane he's turned into - so I gotta agree with Titanic on this one, simply putting him underwater would do more harm than good.

Takeshi Yamato: Too bad he isn't a Transformer - then you could hide him in plain sight on a military base.

Titanic X: Need ideas here. Forest or what? I live near a wooded area.

117Jorn: Do you have any Camo tarp? If you use that you could hide him in plain sight - Allies and Axis both did it in WWII afteral, and still do today. Use some sticks, leaves and other stuff to make it fit in, and place him in a small enough clearing where he'd fit. Hopefully later on you can make a hanger or something for him.

Titanic X: I don't have camo tarp, but I do have some woods out back loaded with leaves and stuff. I could make do with mud as well. Not gonna be easy, but… And thanks, Jorn! I'll take your advice.

Ronald Pinkerton: Aha! Found it! : / / www . youtube watch?v=dH-LjWYO5VA

117Jorn: Ron, what am I watching?

Ronald Pinkerton: What I just made. Watch and learn.

117Jorn: Okay… if you actually really just made that ship, then damn…

Ronald Pinkerton: Which one do you think I made using the app?

Titanic X: ...Wow. And Spray says he doesn't know what to think.

Takeshi Yamato: I'm assuming you made the one that we saw the interior of in that clip - the 'hero' ship of the scene, if you will.

Ronald Pinkerton: As usual, Takeshi gets it in one. Anyone want to ID it?

Takeshi Yamato: Only know of B5 in the broadest of senses, mainly through YouTube Clips… but was that a White Star?

Ronald Pinkerton: Technically, that was THE White Star: White Star 1. The first.

Takeshi Yamato: Ah. Actually, recognized it from another clip - a whole squadron of those things going up against heavy Destroyers. Also included one of my favorite B5 lines: Susan Ivanova's "I am the Right Hand of Vengeance" speech.

Titanic X: And Spray's kinda freaking out here. I'm trying to keep him calm, but...it's not easy. Anyway, let's try and meet up someplace soon so we can figure out what to do about this app.

Ronald Pinkerton: I'll see about getting something ready. Hang on.

117Jorn: Yeah, it's best that once I get my characters out, we all need to meet someplace. Ryu?

Dragonknightryu: I agree. Any ideas?

117Jorn: Well, we could all meet at one of our houses. I doubt transportation will be that much of a problem now with this app.

Titanic X: Which of your homes has the closest access to woods?

Ronald Pinkerton: I'm at the edge of a city, but I'm in another country. Hang on a moment: I've got it ready. I just need your addresses so I can send them to you.

Titanic X: Okay. What are you sending though?

Ronald Pinkerton: Nothing dangerous. It'll let us meet up. Your address, please.

Titanic X: 835 Redwing Dr.

DragonKnightRyu: Sending now.

117Jorn: Right, right, sending them now.

Takeshi Yamato: Same here. Also, Jorn, I'm testing if this App can work through E-Mails… sending you something you might need if we get into a fight.

Jordan did as asked, as he checked through his Email, and saw that Takeshi had indeed sent him something. He hit the open button… and then his computer began to experience the same purple glow, and in another flash of light, causing him to close his eyes. when the light dimmed, he glanced down, and blinked at what now sat on his desk - some strange looking belt buckle-like object…

'Wait… isn't that...' Jordan thought as he picked up the device, before setting it aside as he typed into chat.

117Jorn: Well… it worked. Looks like we can send things over via Email… and isn't this one of those Transformation belts from Kamen Riders Takeshi?

Takeshi Yamato: Yep! Specifically, it's a Sengoku Driver from Kamen Rider Gaim! I'd have sent you the WizarDriver, but as far as I know, you don't have an Inner Phantom, and I don't think you want to go through the process of awakening and suppressing one… Sengoku Driver can be used by anyone but Biometrically registers the first person to activate it. You'll need Lockseeds in order to transform with it, though… let me know which Lockseeds you'd prefer, and I'll send them to you.

117Jorn: *Sigh* Alright… but still, I've seen the transformations of most of the Gaim ones… I mean, Orange? Watermelon? Pineapple? Banana? Really?

Takeshi Yamato: *Shrugs* Hey, I guess they needed some kind of theme, who are we to judge if they chose Fruit? Anyway, which Lockseeds do you want?

117Jorn: Still not the most… threatening of of themes… I mean who's gonna take me seriously if I look like a fucking Banana? *Sighs* Whatever… this'll do till I get something better… Send me the Orange, Banana, and Watermelon, I guess.

Takeshi Yamato: Gotcha. Setting them up now… Orange, Banana, and Watermelon Lockseeds are on their way.

117Jorn: Yeah, yeah… I'll probably just make myself the Quantum Morpher from Power Rangers Time Force when I can… or something like that.

Titanic X: I'm gonna figure something else out.

Ronald Pinkerton: Ok, no one freak out, but there is something inbound to you. It should be somewhere inside your houses by now...Go AFK and check.

Titanic X: BRB.

Jordan was about to type something, however suddenly he heard both Jaden and Amy shout "WHAT THE HELL!" causing him to drop what he was doing, as he quickly headed downstairs to find out what happened.

"What? What is it?" He asked, however the moment he saw the living room his eyes widened as now sitting right there was a pair of computer towers attached to a console and a grid on the bottom. "Hu…?"

"What, you didn't make that?" Jaden asked, as he downed a can of Root beer he had found.

"I… think that's what my friend just sent me using that App I mentioned..." Jordan muttered, as he sighed. "Hang on..." he walked back upstairs as he sat at his computer.

117Jorn: A Star Trek Teleporter? You know you could of just told us, and Jaden and Amy wouldn't have freaked out.

Titanic X: Uh, Ron? Spray's too big to fit inside my house. How am I supposed to transport him to where we're gonna meet?

Ronald Pinkerton: (Facepalms) I am dealing with idiots. Titanic, you don't need to be physically standing on the pad to use the damn thing. Use the targeting scanners, lock onto the fucking plane and BEAM IT WHEREVER THE FUCK you want. Besides, that was more meant for US rather than the plane.

Titanic X: Okay. And please refrain from calling him a thing. He's alive too, you know!

Ronald Pinkerton: I am a member of a special sub-species of human, Titanic. Homo Sapiens Sapiens Giveus No fuckus. I don't give a fuck what it is.

Titanic X: Not even gonna ask. Anyway, what now, guys?

117Jorn: I need to get my other O.C's here, and then we'll use the Teleporter. Takeshi, Ryu, you two had better do the same.

Dragonknightryu: Got it, just about to bring in Ryu...

Takeshi Yamato: Brought in a variant of Shion Uzuki, as well as Sayane and Kimiko from my Pokegirls Fics… Also made a few weapons that we should be able to use.

Titanic X: All right. Now, where are we gonna meet?

117Jorn: Ron's house I would suppose.

Takeshi Yamato: Either that or aboard that White Star he made. Hopeful it has a cargo bay large enough for your OC if that's the case, Titanic.

Titanic X: Hope so too…

Ronald Pinkerton: It's big enough. If need be, I can just make a D'Deridex-Class Warbird or something equally as big. Coordinates are pre-programmed. Beam up at any time. And Jorn?

117Jorn: Yes?

Ronald Pinkerton: USE THE RIGHT NAME NEXT TIME! I'll see you up on the Shiroi Hoshi.

(Ronald Pinkerton has left chat)

(Titanic X has left chat)

Takeshi Yamato: See you there, Jorn! :D

(Takeshi Yamato has left chat)

Jordan sighed as he logged off as well, as he pulled out his phone once more. "Well… time to get to work," he said, as he began to enter in more OC's.

Meanwhile - with Takeshi

Takeshi was currently moving a crate full of weapons (made using that app) into the central pad of the Transporter that had conveniently popped up in his basement. With him were three women, the first sharing his hair and eye color, only her hair was tied into a ponytail and fell down to the level of her waist. She was also clad in similar clothes and armor, though she had a Katana and Wakizashi set strapped to her waist. This was Sayane, his Shoguness Alpha from the Pokegirl Universe.

The second girl had black hair that fell to the level of her shoulders and blue eyes, and wore a pair of high heeled boots, with fish netting covering her legs and arms, along with hip-length black armored shorts, a long draping red and grey skirt in a fire pattern, with a black, red and silver colored vest with somewhat curved spiked shoulder pads, and carried a staff on her back. This was Kimiko, Takeshi's Fire Elementalist Beta from the Pokegirl Universe.

Last, but by no means least, was a woman with short brown hair and green eyes, wearing blue, white-trimmed robes that looked rather elaborate, what would easily be identified as a Lightsaber hanging from her belt. This was his SWTOR variation of Shion Uzuki, though he'd changed her last name from the original one he'd used for her in that universe (Takamachi) to Urishu, and somehow she'd also gained the knowledge of both her canon Xenosaga self and her counterpart in his Mobile Suit Gundam Xenosaga storyline.

The three had been somewhat surprised at being in another world, and Shion had definitely been surprised at meeting two women who were involved with another variant of Takeshi, but after they'd all discussed things, they'd agreed to not only work together, but to share Takeshi's affections. It didn't hurt that he had truthfully said that he did care for all of them, not to mention his SWTOR Force Bond with Shion asserting itself in addition to a Pokegirl Recognition Bond with Sayane and Kimiko.

"OK, that should do it," Takeshi said as he finished positioning the crate of weapons on the central Transporter pad. "Ready to go, ladies?"

The three all nodded, taking their spots on the Transporter's exterior pads, with Takeshi typing in final details on the control console. "I will admit it'll be exciting to do this," Shion replied. "Between my 'canon' memories, my MSGX memories, and my SWTOR Memories, I don't think I've ever been in a mode of transportation quite like this 'Transporter'."

"Agreed," Sayane remarked. "There was teleportation in our universe, but mainly from other Pokegirls - no technological equivalents."

Takeshi finished typing in the last details, then activated the delay function and stepped onto the pad. "Nothing to it, really," Takeshi said. "And-"

What he was saying was interrupted as the transporter activated, whisking them away to Ron's White Star.

With Jessica

"Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Jessica said as she typed in the coordinates. She glanced out the window at the pair of brown eyes looking inside. "They have to accept this. I mean, this app that brought you here… It's not something we should take lightly."

Her companion slightly bended its landing gear, mimicking a nod, feeling a bit nervous. "But… what if this Ron goes nuts when he sees me?"

"I'll make sure that it doesn't happen. And besides, I know you can defend yourself," Jessica remarked as she finally finished. "Now hold on. This'll be just a moment."

She pressed the button and within seconds, both were whisked away to Ron's vessel.

With Tom

Tom sighed as he ran a hand through his dark brown hair, his brown eyes looking over to the person next to him. Said person was taller than his own 5'9 by at least a foot with Dark Green eyes and light brown hair, a intricate tribal tattoo spreaded over his body, he was wearing a black muscle shirt under a thin jonin's flak vest with extra scroll pockets and a pair of woodland camo pants tucked into a pair of combat boots.

"This… is something," Ryu said, looking at his 'creator', who was scratching at his stubble. "So… you going to be bringing in my sister and students at any point?"

Tom sighed in response. "Naru and Akira yes, but not Hitomi and Amy, well, because they're not my OC's," he replied. "But… right now… I am going to need blackmail material, something tells me a really bad thing is on the horizon…"

Ryu nodded in agreement. "Akira would be best for that," he informed. "She's really good at getting people to reveal things that they want a secret."

Tom nodded in understanding as a light flashed and the Transporter appeared in his room. "Well, that must be what we're waiting for… let's go."

White Star-Class medium cruiser Shiroi Hoshi - Lagrange Point 2

The two appeared in the hangar bay in a flash of light, and Jessica glanced around, holding the backpack in her hands. She lacked any real weapons aside from a single pistol she had managed to make using the app, and her companion was similarly on edge. "Well… this is nice," she said.

"-practically instantaneous, too," Takeshi was saying as he, his three companions, and the crate of weapons materialized nearby. He then looked around. "See? We transported even as I was talking!"

The three women looked around, and saw that he was right.

Jessica turned at his voice, recognizing it. "Wait. Takeshi?"

All four turned to Jessica at her voice. "Ah, good to meet you in person, Titanic," he said.

"Same here," Jessica said. She motioned to the blue and white plane beside her. The plane did indeed have a set of eyes on his cockpit glass and a mouth, and those brown eyes displayed his nervousness clearly. "This is Spray Krane, my OC."

"These three are my OCs, Shion Urishu, Sayane, and Kimiko," Takeshi said, gesturing to each of them as he introduced them. "Shion was based on Shion Uzuki from Xenosaga, and somehow possesses the memories of the canon Shion, my Mobile Suit Gundam Xenosaga version of Shion, and her Star Wars The Old Republic memories and abilities - that last bit is because the SWTOR Shion was what I was bringing in, without expecting the canon or MSGX memories. Sayane and Kimiko are from the Pokegirls Universe, and are the Alpha and Beta, respectively, of the Pokegirl-verse me's Harem. All three were love interests of their universe's version of me, and… well… they've all agreed to share me."

"Geez. That's kind of… weird…" Spray said, backing up a little.

At that very moment, Jordan was next to appear from the Transporter, and moments after him came Jaden and Amy Takeo, along with a woman who looked about as old as Jaden was, only she stood half a head taller than him. She had long flowing hair which fell past her shoulders, colored a shimmering dark silver, hauntingly beautiful red eyes, and had pale skin and plump C-borderline-D-cup breasts, and below her shoulders were a pair of hardened insect-like wings. She was wearing a blue-green blouse that hung off of her left shoulder, a white and red sleeveless shirt underneath, and a black short skirt. She also wore long, thigh-high stockings, black sandals, and black gloves. Appearing one after another were five other women along with her, and Takeshi knew that they were all probably Jaden Takeo's Harem from Pokegirls: Ripples of a Blade. Rena, Christina, Hikari, Reggie, Kasumi and Tsunami.

However, surprisingly four more individuals appears shortly after them. Each of them wearing full body armor, but Takeshi knew that they were all wearing variants of the MJOLNIR GEN2 Armor. Each set of armor was colored crimson red, but they were each configured differently. One figure had the E.O.D Armor variant equipped with a Rocket Launcher and a SAW, another had the Scout version with a Battle Rifle and a Sniper Rifle, the third one had the Soldier version with an Assault Rifle and a DMR, and the last one had the Recruit variant who had an Assault Rifle and a Shotgun.

"Sup guys!" Jaden said grinning as he walked in, and Takeshi noticed he had taken the Sengoku Driver and had it strapped onto his belt. "Sorry for the delay, had to get these guys and gals all brought in."

"Jorn, right?" Jessica asked as she stepped forward.

"Yup, and you must be Titanic," Jordan said, as they shook hands. "Nice to finally meet ya in person."

"Nice to meet ya as well," Jessica said. Then she looked back at Spray. "And this is Spray," she added.

The nervous plane nodded, slightly bending his gear before backing up, looking nervous.

"Wazzup!" Jordan said cheerfully at the plane. "So, you're an AT-802 Crop Duster, eh? Nice."

"Y-Yeah…" Spray said. "But…" He hesitated. "I… I'm kind of nervous about what this Ron will think…" He shivered a bit.

Jaden rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, Ron's a crazy Canadian, but he's not gonna think any differently of you. He's just under a lot of stress with everything happening." Jordan then glanced towards Takeshi, who had three women surrounding him. "Takeshi? That you?"

"Yep," Takeshi replied. "Good to see you, Jorn." He then looked over all of his companions. "So, you got Jaden, Amy, and all of Jaden's Ripples of a Blade Harem, huh?"

Spray blinked. "Uh… Aren't harems illegal?" he asked.

"Where you're from yes," Jaden said with a small chuckle. "But… my world? Well when you live in a world full of women whose only means of staying sane is to have sex with them… well laws change." He then glanced at Sayane and Kimiko and nodded. "Yo Sayane! Kimiko! Glad to see you two! Either of you seen Hitomi-chan?"

"Not yet," Sayane replied. "Takeshi would have gotten her and her Harem out, but we were in a bit of a hurry and he was also getting weapons in case there was need for them - that's what's in the case."

Jaden looked a bit saddened, however he nodded in understanding. "Alright… just make sure you bring her in soon…" he said. "I bet she'll probably want to get filled in on what's going on…"

"I will Jaden, I promise," Takeshi said, nodding before he looked at the Spartan's who came in with Jordan. "So, Jordan… who are they?"

Jordan grinned a bit "My OC Team from a Halo 4 fic I was working on," he said. "My version of Fireteam Crimson, they're all Gamma Company Spartan-III's." He nodded towards the Spartans, who also nodded as they removed their helmets.

"SPARTAN-G100, Christopher. The team leader." The one wearing the soldier armor revealed to be a young man with short crew cut blond hair, and blue eyes, who nodded a bit.

"SPARTAN-G073, Thomas, their Demo & Heavy Weapons expert." The one in EOD armor turned out to be an african american man with a bald head, and brown eyes who smirk a bit.

"SPARTAN-G202, Amanda, the Sniper." The Scout armor Spartan revealed to be a woman with short red hair tied up into a short ponytail and dark green eyes, who smiled softly.

"And last but not least, SPARTAN-G300, Jack." The Recruit armor Spartan turned out to be a young man with short brown hair and blue eyes, who gave the group a small 'peace' sign with his hands.

The Teleporter activated again as Ryu and Tom appeared. "Looks like everyone else is here," Tom said as he looked around. "Sup."

A chime-like sound was heard, likely the ship's equivalent to a PA. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. If you're done with the meet 'n greet, follow the lights and get your asses to the bridge. We have much to discuss."

Jordan sighed. "Right, right," He said, looking at the others. "Alright everyone, let's go meet up with Ron. We've got a lot to talk about."

"Agreed," Takeshi replied. "And once we're done with that, I'll see about getting Hitomi out for you, Jaden."

"Thanks," Jaden said with a nod, before the group made their way towards the bridge to meet up with Ron.

"So… Ryu?" Amy said, as she spoke to Ryu Hisanaga who walked with Tom. "Did… did Tom there bring Akira in yet or… not?"

Ryu chuckled slightly in response. "Not yet," he informed. "Don't worry though, your 'Mistress' will be here soon enough." He chuckled even more as Amy bushed several shades of red.

"Okay. Now that we got that settled, one question," Jessica said. She turned to Tom. "What's going to happen now that we have this app that can do this? I mean, something just doesn't seem right about this whole thing."

"That's what Akira and Naru are going to figure out, when I get around to summoning them," he informed. "Well, that and get some serious blackmail on politicians around the world, going to need the help of the government to hide things that might happen, when Kira is summoned, I'll have her track the app to see where it originated from."

"Sounds like a plan," Jordan said as he grinned a bit "She's going to be making a lot of friends on the web… and a lot of enemies too."

Tom snorted. "I'd like to see them troll one of the greatest hackers this world hasn't seen yet," he informed. "Well, that and she can pilot 20 meter tall machines of death."

"That too," Jaden said as he chuckled before the group approached where the lights ended - most likely where the bridge was as they opened the doors and walked in.

The bridge looked much like the rest of the ship: very alien. The consoles all had touch controls, but they were written in an alien language and where were even crystals on most of them. Several seats were midway between the forward end and the back, and sitting in the center was a man that looked younger than Takeshi, but older than Jordan. He was brown-blonde, rather tall (even if he was sitting down) and wearing a pair of simple shorts and a red tanktop and not even bothering to look at them.

"How's it going, Ron?" Tom asked as he stepped forward.

The man stood up from the center seat, straightening his shirt as he did so. "Just fine. So, who the hell is who?"

Tom pointed at Ryu with his thumb. "Ryu's with me," he informed with a grin.

"Shion, Sayane, and Kimiko are with me," Takeshi replied, as the three women bowed slightly. "We also brought a crate full of weapons made with that app - it's waiting in the Hangar we beamed into."

Jessica stepped into the room as well. "Jessica Miller and my OC Spray is in the hangar," she said.

"Jorn here, yo," Jordan said with a two finger salute. "And with me are my OC's, Jaden and Amy Takeo, along with Jaden's Harem from Ripples of a Blade. Rena, Christina, Reggie, Hikari, Kasumi, and Tsunami. I also brought with me an O.C Spartan Team I was making for another fic, my version of Fireteam Crimson. Chris, Thomas, Amada, and Jack."

"Well, welcome aboard the Shiroi Hoshi." Ron said, "I'm going to have to ask the Spartans to keep their weapons holstered. This ship is one of a kind, and while it can repair itself, I'm not having a gunfight on my ship, damaging the control systems."

"Understood," Chris said. "Don't worry. We won't raise a gun unless you do first."

"Good. Organic technology or not, I'd like to NOT damage this thing outside combat," Ron said. "We need to discuss that app that brought the lot of you and this ship into this universe. And make sure no one can abuse the damn thing: unlike most universes, some retards in ours want to destroy everything."

"Indeed," Jordan said, as he walked towards one of the consoles, observing the bridge. "We still have no idea where the app came from… DKR hopes to bring Kira Yamato from our Gundam fics and try and track the source. But… as much fate I have in her abilities, I doubt she'll be able to find the source that easily."

"Most likely," Takeshi replied. "Though she'll have help - I plan on bringing the Fanfic version of my SWTOR T7 Unit, T7-X5, into this, and he's really good at hacking stuff. Between him and Kira, they should find the source in a reasonable amount of time."

"Then I'll provide them with a better computer," Ron said. "The one on a Sovereign-Class ship is practically overkill, but I'd rather have overkill than not getting the job done fast enough."

"Perhaps I could bring out one of my AI OC's from my Halo fics as well…" Jordan mused. "AI's from the UNSC excel in such ops like Cortana."

"That'd work," Takeshi replied. "And Ron, on the topic of Overkill, I refer you to Maxim 37 of the Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries: There is no 'Overkill'. There is only 'Open Fire', and 'I need to reload'." Takeshi then paused for a moment. "Actually, I brought some of the weapons from that Webcomic in the crate - a BH-250 Plasgun would be pretty handy, for example… and what would you guys say to having a Psychopathic Trigger-Happy Man-Child who looks like a mobile pile of turd on our side?"

"Uh… You're kidding, right?" Jessica asked.

"Nope," Takeshi replied with a grin. "I take it none of you have ever read Schlock Mercenary?"

"Does it look like I pay attention to webcomics?" Ron asked.

"No clue. Sorry," Jessica said as she shrugged.

Takeshi sighed, before plopping down at one of the consoles. "Can I connect to the internet with these?" he asked.

"If ISN existed here, you might be able to, but ISN DOESN'T exist here and you'd need a powerful wireless signal from Earth to get a connection. Besides, in case you haven't noticed…" Ron pointed out the forward viewport. "We're nowhere near that close."

"Right…" Takeshi replied. "Still, having Schlock on our side would be really helpful, especially with all of his guns. I've got copies of weapons from that series in the crate I brought, along with others, but I think he'd be really useful, too."

"Well, if we need soldiers… there is always a certain group of people we could… recruit," Tom spoke up. "You guys remember Red vs Blue?"

"Oh hell the fuck yes," Jordan said with a smirk.

"Uh, okay. I may not know what RvB is, but I sure hope that they can be trusted," Jessica said a bit nervously.

"Prepare for insanity. Simple as that."

Jessica nodded, but she was also worried for Spray. She turned back to the door a bit, a worried expression on her face.

"Same kind of thing with Schlock," Takeshi said. "He may be one of the most trigger happy individuals I know of, but if you've befriended him, you can count on him when the chips are down. I'm also thinking we might need Kevyn Andreyasn from that series, too - one of the most brilliant scientists I know about."

"I hope this Schlock guy can be trusted to keep his guns away from Spray…" Jessica murmured to herself. "And that no one will harm him since he's unarmed…"

Takeshi walked up to her. "Hey, don't worry - Spray'll be fine," he said. "Though, if you're really worried, if I bring Kevyn in, I'd let him take a look at Spray, see if he can upgrade Spray's chassis to include armor, shields, weapon mounts…"

Jessica turned to face him. "You sure? I mean…" She bit her lower lip. "He's not exactly a normal plane…"

"Kevyn's not a normal scientist, either," Takeshi remarked. "If there's a way to make Spray capable of defending himself, I'd imagine Kevyn could find it."

"Thanks," Jessica smiled. "I appreciate that, Takeshi."

"I'm going to get to work on summoning up Akira, Naru, and Kira," Tom informed. "Hey Ron, room in the hangar for Mobile Suits?"

Ron shrugged. "Barely." He said, "The White Star's role was as a medium cruiser: it can only carry a few fighters. But I know a few more ships with bigger hangers."

"So, what are we gonna do about that app, guys?" Jessica asked. "I mean, we have this power, and we don't know why. But most of all, what's the deal with it? Does anyone else have such a thing?"

"Not that I know of," Jordan said, scratching his chin a bit. "However, we can't deny that we have this power… and we can do a lot of good with it." He smirked a bit. "We have the combined arsenals of every fictional universe to ever exist at our fingertips… and as far as we know, no one else on earth has this power."

"True, but one thing bothers me. Why? Why do we have it? I know we can do good, but… something just seems a bit off with the whole deal…" Jessica admitted.

"Nothing we can do about it now," Jordan said with a shrug. "We were given these apps… it could've been fate, random chance… I dunno. But the best we can do now, is to actually use this power to do some good in the world… and it really does need some help."

The group had no idea how much help, however...

Somewhere in the United States...

A man wearing a white and black uniform wearing a white mask, with short ear-length blond hair sighed as he leaned against the door frame. A few moments passed, and emerging from the room came another man wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses, who also had blond hair, only kept much shorter. "Is it done?" The masked man asked.

The second man chuckled a bit, as he removed his sunglasses revealing his glowing red cat-like eyes. "He's… taken care of." he said, "No one will be missing another Republican in office… the United States here is no different from the one from my universe."

The masked man chuckled a bit. "And they are no different from the Atlantic Federation in mine as well," he said as he stood upright. "They will be… so easy to manipulate."

"Yes… though we'll both need to get a change of our attire, Rau." The second man said, stepping forward. "With what we are currently wearing, anyone who have seen 'Resident Evil' or 'Gundam SEED' will recognize us in a heartbeat - meaning you'll have to forgo that mask of yours."

"A minor inconvenience," Rau le Cruset said, as he removed the mask from his face, revealing his cold blue eyes. "Though I hope you don't mind if I use that App the senator mentioned to… bring a few friends of mine here."

Albert Wesker, the man who could have been a god, handed the smartphone over to the masked clone. "Of course," he said. "I'll need it to get some...supplies later on, however."

"Agreed," Rau said. "Such an interesting piece of technology… I'm surprised that he thought he could possibly… contain either of us."

"He was arrogant, and an idiot." Wesker said. "But that doesn't matter… what does is that we have both been given a second chance… the perfect chance to shape this world the way we see fit. And there is not a soul on this planet who can stop us."

They were the men who sought to control the world. And only a select group could stop them.

117Jorn: DUN! DUN! DUUUUUUUN!

Ron the True Fan: This is what happens when we have to wait for people. We hatch doomsday plans. An try to-FUCKING D KEY!

Takeshi Yamato: This'll be rather interesting… doubt we'll work too much on this, given we have other stuff we need to focus on, but it'll be an interesting way to pass the time while the Muse is busy elsewhere.

Ron the True Fan: Or Patriot, as the case may be.

117Jorn: Yeah, its the prime reason why we can't update some of our fics, since we need to wait for Patriot since he's involved in so many of them like FFTF and SoC. But don't worry, they're coming!

DKR: So until next time…

Everyone: JA NE!