(Site-Wide RP) Multiverses Collide

Before the Dragonborn could catch up with Blackout, the merc had managed to climb his way up through the elevator shaft. Kolidir approached the silver doors slowly, unfamiliar with the doors he executed extreme caution. The brute sheathed his sword as he studied the strange device. Perhaps it was some kind of portal similar to the one that brought him to this strange dungeon. If he was to open this portal it might take him back to his homeland. Eager to return home the Nord grasped the edges of the door and opened it slowly. To Kolidir's dismay, he was greeted with nothing more than an empty void. He looked up into the shaft but was unable to see any light. Disappointed with the lack of magical portals the Dragonborn backed away from the doors allowing them to close. Surely the adventurer wasn't trapped in the belly of this metal monster, there had to be another way out. He glanced around the room searching for answers for his escape but no other options revealed itself. Slowly he turned back to the metal doors, studying it in greater detail than before. This time he noticed a small silver button next to the doors.

Kolidir began to smile "You thought you could hide your secrets from me." He whispered. The Dragonborn smashed the button with the utmost pride. The little button illuminated itself and began to glow a bright yellow. The top of the doors began to display a series of numbers going down in chronological order. Kolidir backed up from the doors expecting there to be some sort of trap, he readied his weapons. When the numbers finally reached 100 the magical doors slowly opened revealing a small room. The Nord began to smile again this was merely a puzzle to get him to the next floor. The adventurer entered the portal with a slight bounce in his step. The room was rather cramped for a fellow such as himself but it would have to do. Next to the doors were a series of buttons all labeled with various numbers. Kolidir released a sigh, there was still more to the puzzle. This began to fill the Dragonborn with dread and anxiety. If the last puzzle wasn't trapped this one was sure to be rigged with some sort of deathtrap considering the size of the room.

Kolidir kept his shield close to his body to ensure the safety of his vitals. He decided it would be best to try each button from the smallest number to biggest. The Dragonborn began to build himself up as he stared at the button labeled 1. "Let's get this over with" He muttered. With hesitation, he pressed the first button. To his luck, nothing proceeded to be shot at the lad, he still had all his barrings. He glanced down at the panel, button 1 began to glow with a yellow hue. Kolidir began to press every single number after 1 thinking that there must be some kind of order. Despite every button being pressed and glowing nothing appeared to happen. "Maybe I did it in the wrong order..." Suddenly the doors closed. The Dragonborn's face began to curdle with genuine fear. "I was wrong..." The portal abruptly began to float upwards, Kolidir flinched as it did so. The portal began to play soft elevator music as he continued up. A few moments passed before he realized that everything was fine, he put in the correct combination for the portal. The adventure looked up at the portals speakers. "What kind of shitty music is this?" He muttered

Every couple moments the doors would open then close again. Kolidir found the portal to act very strange compared to other portals he has been in but he wasn't one to question how this worlds magic worked. After a few minutes passed the doors opened yet again but this time a Man was peering in from the other side. The man was very well built and was a little shorter than himself. The man was dressed in green army fatigues and had a scar over his right eye, he seemed to be decorated in many different medals. The man looked to be very much confused as he was. Kolidir noticed that the man was clutching at his chest, he was bleeding profusely. The two stared at each other for several minutes before the Dragonborn reached into his knapsack and retrieved a small red vial. He tossed it to The General which he seemed to barely catch. "Drink this it will help with your wounds." The General seemed to question as much but decided to keep it to himself. The adventurer made a gesture with his heads displaying that there was just enough room if the man wanted to join him. The General shook his head "I think I'll wait for the next one." Kolidir shrugged before the doors closed again.

Around 5 minutes passed before the doors opened to a familiar face. It was the bastard merc himself Blackout. With little hesitation, the Dragonborn took a breath. "FUS RO DAH" He just released the most powerful form of unrelenting force in Blackouts face, that would surely hurt.

Deadpool was perched on top of the roof of one of the facilities when he watched Spectre single handedly took out a few guards without killing a single one of them. He was impressed since if Deadpool was in the black suited guy's place, he would've just quickly used his katanas or even his pistols to take out those weak ass guards. He then watched as some dude wearing medieval clothes used some sort of invisible force to launch Spectre into a concrete wall. From where Deadpool was from, people or beings who used mystical forces like the one demonstrated were normally never a good guy. Sure, Deadpool wasn't that much of a good guy but he could never be considered as a villain. He considered himself more like an anti-hero than anything else really.

"Alright time for a superhero landing!" Deadpool told himself and he stood up from his perching spot, jumped up and down a couple of times, and stretched a bit as means to warm up. He then took a few steps back before running forward and diving without hesitation and landed perfectly on his feet in a crouched position before lifting his head up to look at Kolidir Stone-Heart . He then quickly jumped up to a standing position before beginning to speak. "Whooooooh!" He cheered as he lifted up his arms. "Did you see that awesome superhero landing? I totally nailed it and I look like a total badass you gotta admit that." He started babbling. "But you know, launching my black suited twin whose totally a worse version than me across the courtyard is not a cool move at all. Besides, what the fuck are you wearing? This is the 21st century and you're dressed like you're going on a fucking crusade." 

Deadpool continued running his mouth even more, which is normal for him because he was dubbed "Merc with a Mouth" by literally everyone who knew about him. "I'm with you on this one. The entire world is a fucked up place and it's time for a fucking crusade anyways. One time, Dopinder, my Indian cab driver, was driving me someplace and we were stuck behind this car doing 30 in a 55 mile zone. It turns out that there was this woman texting her side 'guy' while giving her boyfriend a handjob. Like how can someone be so stupid to not know that you have to receive head as well?" He then placed his finger on his chin and raised an eyebrow. "Just a heads up, I'm not going to be censoring myself just because whoever roleplays as you on this forum is still underage." He looked back at Spectre , who had entirely recovered from his injuries, and gave him a thumbs up and mouthed the words 'I got this under control.'

The Dragonborn scoffed as the merc continued to babble on about his nonsense and radical fantasies. The rantings of a mad man are really something else. What was this fool trying to achieve with such far fetched propositions? Kolidir stopped in his tracks as Blackout brought himself from the ground to a full standing position. He glared at Blackout with a rather perplexed look. The Nord figured from the satisfying crack his body made upon impact would have kept the lad down for good, but this son of a bitch had the nerve to get back up. Kolidir became even more angered when Blackout unsheathed his weapon. The Dragonborn began to grit his teeth as he evaluated his options; the odds were stacked against him. It was a 1v2 fight both in which were dual-wielding and one could assume they would both rush and cut him down much faster then he could block the oncoming attacks. Blackout has displayed a very impressive form of healing magic that has healed him almost instantaneously, the other also referred Blackout as his black-suited twin probably not a coincidence.

Kolidir shook his head "Lets even the battlefield" He muttered. He took a deep breath before summoning another thu'um. "MUL QUA DIVV (Dragon Aspect)" The Shout seemed to roar after it's initial summon. As the shout echoed in the surrounding area Kolidir became adorned in a glowing set of dragon scale armor. Atop of his head protruded a pair of glowing horns. Most bandits simply shit themselves and run away when he uses this shout but Kolidir suspected this would have little effect on the two jackasses. As a precaution, the Dragonborn summoned another shout. "HUN KAAL ZOOR (Call of Valor)" Suddenly a blue apparition appeared next to Kolidir. The spirt was a well built semi-transparent Nord named Hakon one-eye. As the name suggests Hakon only has one eye, a nasty scar covers his left eye. He was dressed in a heavy set of ancient-looking armor and bore a face of utmost outrage. The spirt quickly drew a terrifyingly sharp axe from his back ready to attack. The two Nords nodded toward each other confirming willingness to fight before turning back towards the mercs. "Your move..."

Deadpool was amazed at what he saw Kolidir Stone-Heart do, at least from a visual aspect. "Okay, that does look like some cool CGI shit, I have to agree with you, my rip-off." He replied as he quickly observed the Skyrim dude's new dragon abilities before giving out another smart remark. "You know, I don't think Marvel ever had a character like you. You better hide from them or you might find yourself being ripped-off, sort of like how Green Arrow, Aquaman, and Deathstroke were." He said as he raised an eyebrow, knowing that he is a parody of Deathstroke but didn't feel like indicating it at the time.

Deadpool then stood his ground as he awaited for someone to make the first move. It was normal for him to make the first move in basically anything usually. However, he then watched as Spectre equipped 2 different types of grenades, one being a concussion grenade and the other being a frag grenade, and tossed them at the dragon-powered medieval guy's feet. The 1st grenade detonated and Deadpool was slightly concussed by the effects of the grenade when he felt and vaguely saw Spectre pulling him backwards, calling him a cosplayer as well. "Hey! I'll have you know that I'm not a cosplayer. I'm the motherfucking legitimate Deadpool." He shouted, but was ignored but his black suited counterpart.

Deadpool had to sprint as fast as he ever had to keep up with Spectre as they headed towards the hangar. Once the duo entered the hangar, Deadpool watched as Spectre had gotten into the pilot seat of the fighter jet present in the hangar. The fighter jet was something extremely advanced, sort of like something out of a sci-fi movie or game.

Deadpool climbed into the co-pilot seat of the fighter jet, falling headfirst into the seat with egs dangling out of the jet. It took Wade a good few seconds of cursing and twisting for him to finally be able to get into a comfortable seating position. He strapped on his seatbelt as the engines were powered up. Deadpool was amazed by the immense power of the jet that he couldn't resist saying something stupid as usual. "Damn. This jet has an awesome vibrator mode. This will be a fun flight."

Deadpool messed around with some of the random buttons around him to kill time. He even started fidgeting with the seat ejection lever a bit. He had always wondered what it would be like to be ejected from an airplane going hundreds of miles an hour. Maybe he could finally use this chance to experience flight ejection. He then had overheard Spectre say something along the lines of "This should be easy."

"Are you kidding me? You're sitting in the pilot seat but you don't know how to fucking fly?" Deadpool exclaimed, but his thoughts were ignored by Spectre as he just brushed it off as the ranting of a madman. The aircraft canopy slowly closed on top of them as the engines roared even louder as the fighter jet began commencing the taxi sequence before takeoff. "I'm hanging onto my balls for safety."