Thirty-Two Pieces of Despair [All Fandoms] [Crossover]

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@lifelink

The Pcs spawn at the top of a white tower, whose sides slope down gently towards the edge. There is a towering cross-shape standing in the middle of the roof.

There is also an ominous black orb, floating right next to the cross.

If one were to look out from this point, they would quickly realise that they were, in essence, in a immensely scaled-up version of a chessboard (that, or they themselves have shrunk). One square then seems to be about the same size as one city block, and all the other pieces were like multiple-storey-high buildings, arranged in the traditional starting arrangement.

Across the wide plain of squares before them, one could see the exact same arrangement on the other side of the "board", of black buildings that were shaped like chess pieces.

Spawn Point B

BLACK:
Macbeth
@Mithrandir
Tenryuu
@CV12Hornet
John Matrix
Asrel
Issei Hyoudou
@ThePremise
Variks the Loyal
@Dust and echoes

This spawn point was exactly the same as that of the other one, except that the building they woke up on and were surrounded by were all black, and the building-pieces on the other side of the "board" were white.

The ominous orb was also white.

~*~

And as for what lay beyond the board . . .

A massive, seemingly-infinite void bounded the "chessboard" on all sides, it seemingly being the only solid thing floating for hundreds of thousands of miles all around.

The void itself was composed of giant, drifting pictures far beyond physical reach, as if all of it were a backround texture in some twisted indie videogame, or a screensaver in some madman's desktop computer. Pictures of newborn babies, sunflowers and smiling children floated next to images of modern art, dessicated urinals, vulgar grafitti and dead bodies.
 
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Issei blinked whIle looking around his unrecognizable surroundings, and paused right when he saw massive white chess pieces standing right outside. What the hell is going here?

Issei racked his mind to remember how he got here, but all he got was a blank. He must be dreaming right, and with a quick hard pinch on his arm pain came showed he wasn't dreaming.

He began panicking when he realized this was real he was kidnapped, until he saw a huge rack on a cute purple haired girl calming his nerves down abit made him check her out.The girl is cute with a nice slender build paired with her nice curves made his inner pervert rise to the occasion.

Issei breathe however to sooth his inner percent, and began planning on what to do now. He needed to know what was going on and check who else were in here. He began looking around the area seeing some old dude with a sword, a muscle head withat a gun, and some kinda alien thing.

He began looking out the window planning on how to start a conversation to know what the the hell is going on here, but he can't with how intimidating these people were. How does he even start a conversation with that thing?!

Issei began wandering around his thoughts until he can discover a solution.
 
Tenryuu blinked. Then blinked again. Where in the hell was she? The last thing she remembered was-

"Goddammit, Junyou," she muttered. "What the hell did you mix in your moonshine this time?"

It was the only explanation she could think of for how she'd ended up here. After all, the last time she tried Junyou's moonshine she'd woken up in Shanghai with a Re-class battleship draped all over her. Still, the lack of a hangover and the generally unmussed state of her clothes worked against that theory.

Well, that and the giant goddamn chessboard surrounded by void they were on. Yes, they. The Shipgirl was not alone. Surreptitious glancing in her peripheral vision revealed a musclebound, shirtless man with a slight resemblance to Arnold Schwarzenegger, some robot... thing with a spear of some sort, an older, bearded man dressed like a king, and a rather scared-looking high school kid.

A scared looking high school kid who was also staring at her boobs. Eh, whatever. She worked with sailors near 24/7, stares were no issue.

@ThePremise
She turned towards the high school kid, a sharklike smirk on her face.

"Take a picture, kid, it'll last longer," she drawled.
 
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@CV12Hornet
Issei blinked on what the girl and bowed with unnatural grace, "I thank whatever god watching over me."

He was now sprouting out a perverted smile and looked at her rack with interest. She said he could so he might as well burned them into his mind. A moment pass with him checking her out again and until paused looking rather pensive over something. That rack is rather impressive and with this he nodded.

Issei gave her a double thumbs up and said, "That rack is amazing! What would the name who hold these precious treasures be?"
 
This wasn't the first time Lord Raptor had found himself appearing in a bizarre new place surrounded by a bunch of weirdos. He was a Darkstalker. It happened.

Still, even by the usual standards, this one was weird. That Jedah prick probably had something to do with it. This weird-ass chess dimension was less screwy than his previous one, but if anyone was gonna create a whole new plane of existence and start dragging people off to it, it'd be him. That was sort of his whole shtick.
Still, Raptor'd been under the impression that the Aensland witch had killed him. Seemed it hadn't stuck.

That's what you got for relying on a bloody succubus, he supposed.

Normally he'd have just had Le Malta get him back to the world of the living, but it seemed he'd been left behind. That was a drag. Le Malta was an odd little thing, but he was useful, and relatively loyal, now that Ozom was gone.

Well. Time enough to figure that out later. For now he decided to take a look at the new meat.

First up there was some big-ass muscly dude with a sword. Demon hunter maybe? Whatever. Raptor could probably take him.
Next there was a blue fairy-looking kid. Well, she looked like a kid. That didn't really mean shit in monster terms. Hell, even if she was a kid, B. B. Hood had convinced him pretty well that they could still be a threat. He'd keep an eye on her.
Another monster-kid. This one was pretty clearly some sort of demon, what with the horns, and the eyes, and the tail. That might be a problem. The other monsters he'd seen with those sorts of traits could get pretty damn strong. Hopefully he hadn't reached full strength yet.
Lastly, there was some big hooded dude with bits of rock stuck all over him. He looked pretty tough, too.

Heh. Now he just needed to figure out if they were meant to work together, or beat each others brains out.

Best he inform them who they were dealing with.

"Prepare yourself! The fun's just beginning, and I'm dead and lively! Get ready to get rocked by..."

He reached down the front of his pants and pulled out his guitar, swinging it about before striking a pose and letting out a screech.

"LOOOOORD RAPTOOOR!"

 
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John gazed upon the scene in front of him, and blinked. Then, he blinked again.

Where was he? The last thing he remembered, he had been returning home on the seaplane, with Cindy and his daughter. He was definitely not supposed to be here, atop a giant black tower, overlooking some sort of strange chessboard. Inwardly, he felt panic flicker, just for a moment, before he firmly clamped it down.

Focus, he told himself. Analyze and adapt.

He wasn't alone. There seemed to be a bearded man with a sword, a strange alien-like creature, a oriental teenager, and a strange girl with an eye-patch. The teenager appeared to be looking at the girl with a keen interest in her chest, and they were...flirting?

John sighed. Teenagers would be teenagers, he supposed, even SNAFU'd as it was. Perhaps they knew something about this entire mess? Couldn't hurt to check, at least.

He stepped forward, and felt his rifle gently tapping his back. Hadn't he ditched it just a few minutes before? Strange...but that was something that could wait, at least for now.

"Sorry to interrupt, but...can either of you tell me where I am?"

Simple and diplomatic. He had never been any good at conversations, but this should be simple enough for anyone to understand.
 
@RadioactiveSpoon
It would appear as though he has been summoned again to be the hero of a new world. Strange how they consider summoning a Demon Lord to help them fight off the local Demon Lord but the old saying of 'fight fire with fire' must have resonated deeply with them. Though this was the first time he had heard of heroes from such diverse worlds being summoned. Especially one who clearly appeared to be a minion of said Lord, he would have to keep an eye on this one.

That was when he pulled some kind of music instrument from his pants and made his loud proclamation. Preparing for combat Demon Lord asked the creature, "Are you working for the one who brought us here?"
 
@CV12Hornet
Issei blinked on what the girl and bowed with unnatural grace, "I thank whatever god watching over me."

He was now sprouting out a perverted smile and looked at her rack with interest. She said he could so he might as well burned them into his mind. A moment pass with him checking her out again and until paused looking rather pensive over something. That rack is rather impressive and with this he nodded.

Issei gave her a double thumbs up and said, "That rack is amazing! What would the name who hold these precious treasures be?"
At this, Tenryuu had to fight to keep from laughing. So blatant! And yet, it was impossible to be mad at him. In fact, he kind of reminded Tenryuu of a puppy, completely earnest in his blatant perversion. Other shipgirls might have been offended, but aside from Tatsuta's teasing she had fewer hangups than a lot of the Yokosuka crowd.

The compliment to her figure didn't hurt either.

"The name's Tenryuu, kid. You?"

John gazed upon the scene in front of him, and blinked. Then, he blinked again.

Where was he? The last thing he remembered, he had been returning home on the seaplane, with Cindy and his daughter. He was definitely not supposed to be here, atop a giant black tower, overlooking some sort of strange chessboard. Inwardly, he felt panic flicker, just for a moment, before he firmly clamped it down.

Focus, he told himself. Analyze and adapt.

He wasn't alone. There seemed to be a bearded man with a sword, a strange alien-like creature, a oriental teenager, and a strange girl with an eye-patch. The teenager appeared to be looking at the girl with a keen interest in her chest, and they were...flirting?

John sighed. Teenagers would be teenagers, he supposed, even SNAFU'd as it was. Perhaps they knew something about this entire mess? Couldn't hurt to check, at least.

He stepped forward, and felt his rifle gently tapping his back. Hadn't he ditched it just a few minutes before? Strange...but that was something that could wait, at least for now.

"Sorry to interrupt, but...can either of you tell me where I am?"

Simple and diplomatic. He had never been any good at conversations, but this should be simple enough for anyone to understand.
At that, all levity left her, replaced with an aggravated scowl out into the chessboard.

"I know about as much as you probably do, which is jack and shit," she grumbled. "Whoever designed this place must have a chess fetish, because Jesus Christ."
 
Tremor looked around the platform he was on. Apparently some being decided to pull him into this realm for what he assumed was another tournament like Mortal Kombat. This certainly wasn't Outworld or Earthrealm. It was certainly to clean for Chaosrealm.

@lifelink He turned to one of the people nearby. "Do you know where we are?"
 
He turned to one of the people nearby. "Do you know where we are?"
Demon Lord turned his attention onto the new voice addressing him and answered, "No, I am trying to find out if he..." he points a finger at the guitar wielding creature, "... has any connection to the one who brought us here."
 
Demon Lord turned his attention onto the new voice addressing him and answered, "No, I am trying to find out if he..." he points a finger at the guitar wielding creature, "... has any connection to the one who brought us here."
@RadioactiveSpoon
"Him? I doubt that he's smart enough to really have anything to do with this. I would have guessed that he was some low servant." Tremor raised a palm and threw it down slightly to shake the ground, and knock the one with the guitar down. He would rather not deal with noise at this time.
 
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At this, Tenryuu had to fight to keep from laughing. So blatant! And yet, it was impossible to be mad at him. In fact, he kind of reminded Tenryuu of a puppy, completely earnest in his blatant perversion. Other shipgirls might have been offended, but aside from Tatsuta's teasing she had fewer hangups than a lot of the Yokosuka crowd.

The compliment to her figure didn't hurt either.

"The name's Tenryuu, kid. You?"

"Ah, Nice to meet you Tenryuu! The name is Issei Hyoudou," I puffed my chest out and continued, "The man who will become the harem king!"

John gazed upon the scene in front of him, and blinked. Then, he blinked again.

Where was he? The last thing he remembered, he had been returning home on the seaplane, with Cindy and his daughter. He was definitely not supposed to be here, atop a giant black tower, overlooking some sort of strange chessboard. Inwardly, he felt panic flicker, just for a moment, before he firmly clamped it down.

Focus, he told himself. Analyze and adapt.

He wasn't alone. There seemed to be a bearded man with a sword, a strange alien-like creature, a oriental teenager, and a strange girl with an eye-patch. The teenager appeared to be looking at the girl with a keen interest in her chest, and they were...flirting?

John sighed. Teenagers would be teenagers, he supposed, even SNAFU'd as it was. Perhaps they knew something about this entire mess? Couldn't hurt to check, at least.

He stepped forward, and felt his rifle gently tapping his back. Hadn't he ditched it just a few minutes before? Strange...but that was something that could wait, at least for now.

"Sorry to interrupt, but...can either of you tell me where I am?"

Simple and diplomatic. He had never been any good at conversations, but this should be simple enough for anyone to understand.

Issei was abit intimidate by the man when he saw the gun but relax a bit when he asked a simple question. He scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know either, but this place give me the creeps."
 
At that, all levity left her, replaced with an aggravated scowl out into the chessboard.

"I know about as much as you probably do, which is jack and shit," she grumbled. "Whoever designed this place must have a chess fetish, because Jesus Christ."
Issei was abit intimidate by the man when he saw the gun but relax a bit when he asked a simple question. He scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know either, but this place give me the creeps."
"I see..." John cupped his chin. "I'm afraid know just as much as you. But since we're here, I'll introduce myself. My name is John Matrix, former Green Beret of the US Special Forces. I was coming home on a plane when I was suddenly transported here."
 
"I see..." John cupped his chin. "I'm afraid know just as much as you. But since we're here, I'll introduce myself. My name is John Matrix, former Green Beret of the US Special Forces. I was coming home on a plane when I was suddenly transported here."

Issei blinked this man sounded dangerous but he seems polite enough. He nodded, "I'm a regular highschool student and was walking home when appearing here."
 
Eh? The kid thought he was working for Jedah? Or whoever was doin' it this time? Bah.

"Oi, kid! Don't go thinkin' I work for nobody! I'm Lord Raptor! The ghoul that's gonna-"
"Him? I doubt that he's smart enough to really have anything to do with this. I would have guessed that he was some low servant." Tremor raised a palm and threw it down slightly to shake the ground, and knock the one with the guitar down. He would rather not deal with noise at this time.

SERVANT?! Who did this jackass think he was? Never mind that Ozom had brought him back for exactly that purpose.

Lord Raptor leapt into the air as the stranger shook the ground, dislocating his legs and spinning them about to keep himself in the air. Holding his guitar in one hand, he pointed at the hooded man with the other.

"Watch it, jackass! The last bastard who called me a servant lost his soul. Keep it up if you wanna gimme a taste o' yours!"

Okay, so he hadn't actually had anything to do with Ozom losing his soul. Semantics. Besides, this bastard probably didn't know that.

With a growl, he landed back on the ground, crouching down and glaring at the masked man and the kid.
 
After taking in her new surroundings, Cirno could honestly say that this was one of the weirdest places she had ever been and the fact that she lived in Gensokyo meant that this was saying a lot. The ice fairy then turned to the Rock Spirit, Oni-Boy and Zombie.

@RadioactiveSpoon , @SplicedHunter , @lifelink .

'Hmm' She thought to herself. 'What would Reimu do?..... Oh, I know."

"Hey, you three!" Cirno exclaims. "You'd better tell me what's going on or I'm gonna beat you up!" She puts her hands on her hips and tries her best to give them an intimidating glare, however she fails and just ends up pouting instead.
 
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Eh? The kid thought he was working for Jedah? Or whoever was doin' it this time? Bah.

"Oi, kid! Don't go thinkin' I work for nobody! I'm Lord Raptor! The ghoul that's gonna-"


SERVANT?! Who did this jackass think he was? Never mind that Ozom had brought him back for exactly that purpose.

Lord Raptor leapt into the air as the stranger shook the ground, dislocating his legs and spinning them about to keep himself in the air. Holding his guitar in one hand, he pointed at the hooded man with the other.

"Watch it, jackass! The last bastard who called me a servant lost his soul. Keep it up if you wanna gimme a taste o' yours!"

Okay, so he hadn't actually had anything to do with Ozom losing his soul. Semantics. Besides, this bastard probably didn't know that.

With a growl, he landed back on the ground, crouching down and glaring at the masked man and the kid.
Tremor beat his chest once, and stone covering his body was replaced by what looked like molten rock. "If you wish to fight, then-"
After taking in her new surroundings, Cirno could honestly say that this was one of the weirdest places she had ever been and the fact that she lived in Gensokyo meant that this was saying a lot. The ice fairy then turned to the Rock Spirit, Oni-Boy and Zombie.

@RadioactiveSpoon , @SplicedHunter , @lifelink .

'Hmm' She thought to herself. 'What would Reimu do?..... Oh, I know."

"Hey, you three!" Cirno exclaimed. "You'd better tell me what's going on or I'm gonna beat you up!" She puts her hands on her hips and tries her best to give them an intimidating snare, however she fails and just ends up pouting instead.
Tremor took his attention away from the zombie and saw what he thought was either a very young cryomancer, or a kid who somehow became an ice elemental.
 
"Him? I doubt that he's smart enough to really have anything to do with this. I would have guessed that he was some low servant." Tremor raised a palm and threw it down slightly to shake the ground, and knock the one with the guitar down. He would rather not deal with noise at this time.
Eh? The kid thought he was working for Jedah? Or whoever was doin' it this time? Bah.

"Oi, kid! Don't go thinkin' I work for nobody! I'm Lord Raptor! The ghoul that's gonna-"
It wasn't difficult in the least for Demon Lord to maintain his balance from the small tremor the hooded man had created but it had still caused a smidgen of annoyance to cross his face. "I'll have to ask you to not do that again," he requested in a civil tone as he then turned his attention on the levitating 'ghoul'. Yes this was turning into the most unlikely of hero summonings if this 'Lord Raptor' was involved.

After taking in her new surroundings, Cirno could honestly say that this was one of the weirdest places she had ever been and the fact that she lived in Gensokyo meant that this was saying a lot. The ice fairy then turned to the Rock Spirit, Oni-Boy and Zombie.

'Hmm' She thought to herself. 'What would Reimu do?..... Oh, I know."

"Hey, you three!" Cirno exclaimed. "You'd better tell me what's going on or I'm gonna beat you up!" She puts her hands on her hips and tries her best to give them an intimidating snare, however she fails and just ends up pouting instead.
That was when the blue fairy spoke up. And with such a foolish request she made. Was this really a hero summoning event at all? Did whoever bring them here actual expect this random group of outcasts to join forces against a single foe?
 
Issei blinked this man sounded dangerous but he seems polite enough. He nodded, "I'm a regular highschool student and was walking home when appearing here."
"A regular highschool student..." John frowned, as he looked upon the boy's attire. It didn't seem like anything a 'regular highschool student' would wear. A bit too...sleek for any modern teenager. "Where are you from?"
 
MACBETH
[Looks around, taking in the scene, before turning to the others.]
Fate does decree, we five a team, allies.
What virtues have you, knacks o' the body's hew,
Roles you would choose: defense, offense, ins'lts too?
Quickly now! Time grows short; we mustn't be outpaced!
 
"Hey, you three!" Cirno exclaimed. "You'd better tell me what's going on or I'm gonna beat you up!" She puts her hands on her hips and tries her best to give them an intimidating glare, however she fails and just ends up pouting instead.

Raptor stared at the kid and couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't look particularly threatening. He knew from bitter experience that kids could be just as dangerous as demons, but this...

Well. At least she was talking in a way he understood. Even if it wasn't particularly helpful.

"Heh. Last time I was involved in somethin' like this, some screwball Makai noble called Jedah was tryin' to absorb the souls of everyone he summoned and... I dunno. Remake the world or somthin' stupid like that." Shrugging, Raptor stowed away his guitar, and stood back up.

"Course, he's meant to be proper dead now. Then again, so am I."
 
"I see..." John cupped his chin. "I'm afraid know just as much as you. But since we're here, I'll introduce myself. My name is John Matrix, former Green Beret of the US Special Forces. I was coming home on a plane when I was suddenly transported here."
"Oh, American military, huh? Glad to have another soldier here!" Tenryuu chirped, clapping Matrix on the back. "'Course, I've mostly worked with Navy guys, and I'm pretty sure Green Berets are Army, but whatever."

MACBETH
[Looks around, taking in the scene, before turning to the others.]
Fate does decree, we five a team, allies.
What virtues have you, knacks o' the body's hew,
Roles you would choose: defense, offense, ins'lts too?
Quickly now! Time grows short; we mustn't be outpaced!
Tenryuu stared at Macbeth, her mouth hanging open just a little.

"Okay..." she said slowly. "I understood maybe half of that. Could you repeat that without the fancy wordplay?"

She paused, frowning in thought. "Come to think of it, how are we all understanding each other? Issei's speaking Japanese, you two are speaking English..."

The light cruiser helplessly waved her hands, not quite able to finish the thought.
 
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MACBETH
[Looks around, taking in the scene, before turning to the others.]
Fate does decree, we five a team, allies.
What virtues have you, knacks o' the body's hew,
Roles you would choose: defense, offense, ins'lts too?
Quickly now! Time grows short; we mustn't be outpaced!

Issei blinked when old man spoke, "What the do you mean by being a team and roles?"
 
Raptor stared at the kid and couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't look particularly threatening. He knew from bitter experience that kids could be just as dangerous as demons, but this...

Well. At least she was talking in a way he understood. Even if it wasn't particularly helpful.

"Heh. Last time I was involved in somethin' like this, some screwball Makai noble called Jedah was tryin' to absorb the souls of everyone he summoned and... I dunno. Remake the world or somthin' stupid like that." Shrugging, Raptor stowed away his guitar, and stood back up.

"Course, he's meant to be proper dead now. Then again, so am I."
The Demon Lord couldn't help but raise a brow at what he had just heard from the resident ghoul? None of the nobles from his kingdom would think to do something as foolish as to try such a scheme. He squinted his eyes and asked, "What world do you originate from to have a king so incompetent as to allow their follower to attempt such? Even a king as young as I would have put a stop to such a power hungry fool as that Jedah."
 
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