TZ Retcon Center

The main focus of the TZ Retcon, all rewrites should start from the beginning of the series and work back to current times on this page. Do not edit the originals, as we need to use them for reference. Below is a list of the goals of the Retcon, but not by any particular order of necessity or immediate importance. Refer back to the discussion blog for additional discussion on the existing list of to dos.
 * 1) Rewrite certain character interactions [Kado + Azula, Shinwa + Volmond, Daikeim + Eleaonore] (Chaos, Axis, Kam, DK)
 * 2) Extend time with Azure, Earth, Echo, and time spent between Kado and Azula, Shinwa and Volmond. Not enough time was given to these subjects. (Axis, Kam, Chaos)
 * 3) Revise certain characters [Drake Ryunexo, Kameron's List after in depth discussion, others] (All)
 * 4) Establish official timeline and exact dates for everything. Reflect these changes with a date beside the section in question. (All)
 * 5) Develop a more effective Main Saga - Saga navigation system (Axis, Staff)
 * 6) Clear Communication between Members - Communicate, Discuss, Compromise, Resolve. No change should be added and no idea should be introduced that upends someone else without communicating, discussing, compromising, and resolving the issue. (All)
 * 7) Nerfbat, Rewrite, Resolve, and Conclude the original generation story to fall in line with current generation, or retcon and write a more natural narrative introducing the new cast. (All/Chaos, Kam, Axis)
 * 8) Retcon God Drake and fix resulting plot holes and reanalyze any fights as result of that. (DK, Haler, Axis)
 * 9) Archive Old RPs that don't belong but are useful for education purposes - See the rps related to the Omni Kids that caused omni ability bans. (All)
 * 10) Restrict, Define, and Regulate Newbie Crushing and Set Difficulty Caps based on skill level (All)
 * 11) Account for Missing Character Pages (All)
 * 12) Make Novel Format the Default RP type (consistency and level of detail) (All)
 * 13) Look Into Race Pages/Definitions on Species List, Power Pages for the more unique aspects of the wiki such as Aether, Nether, and other more nebulous powers. (Axis/Chaos/Haler)
 * 14) Consolidate Divine Order and other Fundamentals to World Building (Axis, Chaos, Kam, Haler)
 * 15) Establish firm World Building. Ideally little questions should be asked about the world that cannot be answered (All)
 * 16) Optimize for Mobile (Admins)
 * 17) Promote TZ (Staff)
 * 18) Make the Realms feel more Alive. Echo and other such realms should have lots of things going on, from Chinmoku getting visitors from across the realm due to its vast stores of knowledge and general prosperity, to interactions between deities to build cohesion in the world's sense of things lurking beyond just the mortal plane. Make use of the more disused Realms and find ways to make them more relevant to the plot. If there is an entire universe of life out there, we should get a sense of it. (All)
 * 19) Make proper use of divine and transcendent characters in the narrative both within localized parts of the story and the far grander scheme of things (Axis, Kam, Chaos, Haler)

RP Renovation
Exiled Saga Beginning

"So... Let's get this straight before I up and burn this forest down, we've spent the better part of the past few years fighting for our fucking country - or rather, planet. And our reward after all of that shit was to get exiled to a fucking rock." Drake speaks through gritted teeth, tensing up his arm before slamming it into the tree, indenting it.

"For once, I'd love to tell you that you're wrong but sadly you're speaking the truth." Daikeim responds, a minute tone of agitation. "But they probably have a reason behind their actions, they usually do. But for now we need to focus instead of taking our aggression out on the trees."

"Oh fuck off, let me have this." Drake retorts, taking said aggression out on the trees. "And why are you so calm during this? I'm not the only one who got exiled, hell, it's worse for you too."

"I can keep my composure and can plan ahead, unlike someone I know, Drake." Daikeim sighs and looks deeper into the forest. "Are you done punching wood? We need to get going." He says before walking ahead regardless.

Drake just narrows his eyes before groaning, following aside. "Well at least I get my aggression out on something that isn't you, Daikeim... But yeah, I'm done, so the plan?"

"Simple: We hopefully find some form of life that's able to understand us and get an idea of where we are, then we go from there."

The two delve deeper into the forests, attempting to get used to everything around here before they eventually coming across something - or someone.

The two come across a man with short dirty blonde hair wearing some black leather-looking attire and is singing while sitting in a beach lounge chair.

"I'll neverrrrr fergeeeet her puurrrrr-ty faaaaace. I recon' she weeent out to-o-o spaaaaaace."

The man turns and look at Drake and Daikeim.

"Yeayea, Aih know i'sa corney sowng. But it oneadem' sowngs ya' sang and ya' jus' can't help but sang it."

The two come to their stops and just blankly looks at the man, dumbfounded and already lost for words. Daikeim turns his head towards Drake, who only responds with a shrug. Daikeim looks back at the man and attempts to speak to him, but to the man - can only hear gibberish.

The man blinks for a moment in confusion. He then sticks his pinky in his ear, takes it out, looks at it, and sees no wax.

"Huh...Hol'up Hol'up Hol'up."

The man stands to his feet, revealing him to be taller than both Drake and Daikeim by a head or two.

"You's mus' be dem' reeeeel fo'weners. Y'all miiiight have ta' take it slow a tad 'bit."

Drake eventually sighs and clasps his hands together, a faint glow emanates from his palms - he then proceeds to place his hand on himself and Daikeim's shoulder, after a moment of silence, Drake looks at the man.

"Ok this should work... So, you tall bastard, do you know where exactly we are?"

The man looks around the misty woods

"Da fores' I recon'.

"...That's not what I meant." Drake replies, already annoyed.

Before Drake can do anything brash, Daikeim speaks up. "What my friend is trying to say is that we're... Lost to say the least, we need to know where we are - planet wise. Understand?"

"Ooooooh, so yer' dem extra-fo'wenahs, huh? Well, y'all 'er on da' thurd' planit frum da' Sun. Urth.'

"Earth... Alright, so I guess this place gets a lot of attention from outsiders too?"

"No, not realley. It is jus' a fores'.

At this point Drake's blood is already boiling. "He means on this planet you thick-accented fuck!"

The only thing Daikeim can do is just widen his eyes and look at his hot-headed friend.

"Ar'-Ar' yu' dissin' de acksent?"

"Yes, I am. Maybe I could give you a little rune that'd help you speak clearer so you don't sound like such a bit--"

Before Drake can say anything else, Daikeim grasps his hand over his mouth, muffling Drake's voice for just a moment to ask the man something.

"Drake can you just drop this for the time being? We're not in the best of situations here... Look, can you just tell us where the nearest town, city or populated location is?"

The man narrows his eyes some.

"Imma 'fraid a' can't let sum' extraturestries waltzin' aroun' da' place like dey people. You two a' gonna haf' ta' see my bouss ovah' dat mattah. Dat's one place I can take ya'."

While initally shocked by what the man says, Daikeim uncovers Drake's mouth. "That... Doesn't imply help, that implies capture."

"I fucking knew it!" With one quick slide, Drake unholsters a matever style hangun from his side and aims directly at the mans forehead. "I am going to give tell you what you're going to do - you're going to get up from your chair, you're going to look at us and apologise for making such a crappy threat. Then you're going to open your mouth so that I can RAM MY FIST SO FAR DOWN IT THAT I COULD USE YOU AS A FUCKING GLOVE!"

The moment Drake draws his handgun, it disappears and the man is now holding and examining it. He then tosses it over to Daikeim.

"Yu' seem to be moe' level hedid'.And I ain't speakin' 'bout capturin' no body. Just seein' whatch'all deel is."

"Daikeim I'm gonna skin the fucker and not even you will be able to stop me in a minute..." Drake growls as he snatches back his weapon, keeping it in his hand.

"I know I know." Daikeim says, sighing. "Well, sir. We just want directions, is that so hard to give?"

"Isit so hard for y'all to come wit' me? I  ain't tryin' to put y'all in n cage. We jus' wanna check y'all out before we's letcha' go 'round and about ouwa beautifully chaotic world."

The two fall silent and eventually look at each other, with seemingly no other logical choice besides leaving. They nod to one another and turn back to the man. "Fine, we'll follow along - but if you try anything, you WILL be a paste by the time we're done." Drake hisses.

"No need fo' da' threts'. Safdey' firs' as allways. Follow me.'

The man begins to walk in the opposite direction.

Daikeim notices Drake leaning towards him, whispering. "If everyone we meet speaks like that then don't blame me for a genocide."

"Noted." Daikeim responds dryly.

''The three walk into the misty forest and soon they notice it's becoming more and more misty. Becoming more of a fog.''

"So where exactly are we going?" Daikeim asks.

"Come wit' me, and yull see."

They soon enter a clearing where multiple armored vehicles, flying crafts, and balcony levels can be seen. Multiple people wearing black and white armor are all that can be seen as they work. The atmoshpere feels dull despite all the activity going on around and above them. To the sides, they see various creatures being kept behind in some sort of holding cell. The look like there should be windows but it doesn't reflect any light. Some of the creatures look reptilian, some humanoid, others are unknown.

"A wirld of pur' contamination. Livin' heeeer'  yu'll see. Dis' ain't de plase yu wan' ta beeeee. But not in yu guy's case dough. Y'all two shood be fine."

Drake notices Daikeim slightly tensing up and decides to speak. "Y'know... Taking us to a city would've been fine..."

"I's tol' y'all. Ya' can't be goin' around jus' yet until we run a few tes' and y'all tell us a few thangs. Uder then that, we'll let ya' go an' I can show ya' de neeres' town."

"We should've just walked the other fucking way." Drake mutters under his breath.

Daikeim sighs and closes his eyes, faintly, Drake can hear his voice. ''I know, this doesn't seem all too well. Just keep that gun in your hand just in case...''

The man takes them toward a beam of light shining upward

"Threw heer yu two.'"

The two follow suit, going through said beam.

The two instantly get shot up through the facility until they get shot right and then abruptly stop in front of two clear double doors.

"Well, lead the way then." Drake suggests - Daikeim steps forward and opens the double doors. "Just remember not to lose your shit." Daikeim responds.

''Once Drake and Daikeim walk in, they see several people wearing white garmets, who soon turn to look at them. The room is silent as they look at them like statues.''

The two remain silent as they continue to walk through, Drake glancing at the members of the facility.

The man comes through the clear double doors.

"Don' worray, don' worray. Dey wit' me."

The white coats begin to slowly resume their original duties.

"'Ey, I need wunna y'all to runa quick fizakle on dees gais."

Four of the white coats approach the two.

"Ok, we need you both to strip."

"Except for your underwear."

"Yea, except for your underwear. One you do so, rest on these tables."

They motion to two clear slabes floating in mid-air.

"Excuse me, what? For what fucking reason?"

"Well to take samples of your skin, hair, blood, aaaannnnd..."

"Urine."

"Yeeeaaaaa that too..."

"If you're capable though."

Drake turns his head towards Daikeim, who only shrugs in response before turning to the scientists. "We can do all of that except the urine samples - anatomy reasons."

"Oh thank God! I mean--That's ok, we can take syliva samples instead. It's more preferable."

"Well if you can hand us the vials, then we'll gladly do the samples ourselves." Daikeim offers out his hand for the vials.

Appearance of the Vigilantes, Azure
Inside a liquid filled tube, a male figure drifts gently in sleep, his cream colored hair drifts about idly, his face obscured by a white mask, with a cyan insignia on its front.

''Kado. ''A woman's voice rings in his head.

''What is it? ''The male responds, the faintest of reactions from his mind begin to wake his body.

We have a situation that requires your attention.

I'll be down at command after I've woken and am ready.

''Will see you there. ''

The male named Kado opens his eyes, the only sign of them are the white pupils peering out from his mask that are so common among the Shapeshifter race. He allows himself a moment to feel the suspending sensation of the liquid, the presence of which is the only way he's ever slept soundly for many years. Not doing so... ...is often problematic for him. With a mild sigh, he drains the tube and emerges from a glass door, stepping out into the square room that is his home.

Simple furniture decorates it, and aside from the tube, there is little else of significance in the room aside from a circular pad, a transporter. He eyes it quietly.

It has been seven years since the incident that shaped the course of his life, the dark memory of his past that clings to him like a omnipresent cloud, and each night, the nightmares torment him. He can feel the agony of the moment his old family betrayed him, rippling through him in faint echoes of memory.

He closes his eyes. He knows for a fact that he'll likely never get the chance to exact revenge for what they did, yet the ghosts still linger. ...But a life left behind is one not missed.

He opens his eyes, and after donning a black bodysuit and white robes, steps onto the transporter, soon after appearing in a long hall, now the faint echo of voices throughout the central command can be heard. He feels for his multiple weapons, his four katanas, two plain with average wrappings, and two special ones, a black one with ornate details on its guard and sheathe, and a red one with elegant flame patterns carefully woven into the wood sheathe.

...Momentos. He clenches his fists lightly and proceeds down the hall, toward the first meeting that he, Kado, the leader of Azure had attended in several months.

On his way in, he can hear a woman patiently trying to reassure someone else in the room that the meeting will start soon, but an important visitor needs to arrive first.

Despite this woman's reassurance, the person shes talking to doesn't even appear to be caring, or listening. Instead he is taping his fingers lightly on his thigh, sighing with slight annoyance. He had been waiting for quite some time now, and always carried a rather bored and tired demeanor, which could easily be heard in his tone of voice. The only thing that escapes his lips as the woman speaks to him are occasional sounds of confirmation.

A few minutes after this, the person hears footsteps become audible as not a moment later the door opens abruptly, and a white masked individual wearing white robes with a black bodysuit underneath with four katanas strapped to him walks through the opening without pause.

"Let's get this meeting over with, we have important matters to attend to." The male's voice is surprisingly quiet but noticeably in command of its presence, his voice has caught everyone's attention.

''Yes, let us proceed with affairs. ''The well known voice of Azula rings out in everyone's head in the room, a woman who coordinates the entire operation of Phoenix from afar, almost no one has ever seen the co founder.

Along with the male, there is a purple haired woman with green eyes, Oliv Walker, the former leader of ADHS and now the head of Squad 2, and scores of armored soldiers of the Azure Foreign Affairs Unit.

For the first time in quite a while, the man being reassured lets a small smile creep upon his face, cocking his head ever so slightly as he hears Kado's voice. The smile quickly fades however as he turns to him, nodding. He eyes the various people in the room, and speaks to himself in his mind. "Looks like the show is about to begin."

"Let's review the intel." Kado intones.

The central display desk shows imagery from the minds of a number of Azure agents who seem to have been taken by some manner of humans who crossed through a rift. A few details can be discerned, such as a vague location, the details of the humans, vaguely, as well as some manner of lettering spells what seems to be 'MCCP'.

"From what we can tell, this occured around the mountains of Azure. It doesn't give us anything specific, but we do know they were using rifts. We may have to start restricting rift usage depending on how far this situation escalates. It may slow our activities in other realms, but right now this is a potential security risk."

Kado looks among the group. "I have called you all to conduct a search for the rift's location. You will be outfited with spacial fluctuation seekers and deployed to the most probable locations we have selected. ...Anything further? I value any additional insight."

The male, who is known as Mizora stepped forward slightly. His tone was quiet and distant, but oddly warm. "Do we know whether the MCCP are anticipating our arrival? Surely they have some sort of plan in place."

Kado's eyes look over toward Mizora. "That is yet to be seen, but this MCCP will not be taken lightly. That is why once we have confirmed the location of the Agents and this MCCP who took them, several entire AFAU squads and ATS units will be joining us as well. The ADHS will be joining us in force as well, of course."

Oliv looks at Kado. "You're talking about a small army's worth of our men. Do you really think it's that urgent?"

"If there are humans with rift travel technology able to reach our world, they must have some manner of advanced capabilities. I will not underestimate them, a full show of force will be given to our enemies. Any more questions?"

Mizora nods. "Not so much a question, but a show of support. It's best if these humans understand what they're dealing with, no? Underestimating humanity could very well be our downfall in a mission like this." He turns to Oliv, cocking his head. "I doubt any of us want this to end in failure."

"I suppose it is prudent to be on the safe side." She responds.

"Then it's settled. Report once you have reached the site designated to you and determine if any signs of struggle or a rift become present." Kado speaks.

"Dismissed."

Mizora eyes Kado a tad, before nodding as he places his hands in pockets. He starts to walk off, braid gently dangling behind him. As time passes and they are sent on the mission, Mizora is idly looking through the scene, albeit a little lazily. "Tsk. This is awfully trivial."

Kado stands on a mountain top, surveying the landscape. ''Report. Anything so far?''

He groans a bit, and shakes his head. "No, not yet. This is starting to be a waste of time..."

Mizora begins to notice a faint blip on his scanner.

He cocks his head. "I may have spoken too soon." He starts walking towards the direction of the blip, at the ready.

Once he gets close to the source, he isn't able to see anything, but his scanner is going crazy, and he is able to determine that a large opening in space was created, likely a rift. There is also faint signs of combat.