This is an RP thought up by Me and UmbreonRogue.

Anyways, I'll make the plot short and sweet.

After a large explosion of light at one point during the day, Game universes were being intertwined with the real world, all connected by what appeared to be a large sun. The world's contents began spilling into the real world so Xenomorphs, Speicmens, SPCs, and other various things were allowed to run wild and then return to their respective universes without any trouble at all.

Rules
1.Basics.
2. Only Me and UmbreonRogue are allowed in the RP. [That's why it's Private!]


For me and Umbreon to sign up, we need to put our character's contents into this formula.

Name:
Age:
Species:
World:
Appearance:
Other:

Here is me-

Name: Blue l [Me]
Age: 2019 l 14
Species: 1% everything l Human
World: My Imagination l Real world
Appearance: You should know what he looks like by now. ._. l I'm not giving away my appearance XD
Other: Blue is Omnipotent in this again. l I am not however.

Name: Paradox
Age: 20-ish
Species: Mixel/Nixel hybrid
World: Mixels Land (born and raised in Nixels Land due to being an experiment).
Appearance: She has a white body, with black armor covering her forehead, neck, chest, and upper belly. Also in the chest armor is a white orb, with which she could copy abilities for two hours. Paradox has four legs, spiked wings, and a spiked tail. She also has large, razor sharp claws.
Other: I like yellow sponge cakes!

Not to be rude or anything, but is this type of RP even allowed? (And by type, I mean 'private RPs')

(I got NO Bloody clue!)

(OoC: Me neither.)

(Unfortunately, it is, I've seen people do it, I believe it was a year and a half ago)

(OoC: At least it means Blue and I could proceed with the RP.
Also, because this is a multi-crossover RP, well, my mind went wild when I thought about the RP and decided on a whole lot of characters, which was not what I originally planned, but failed to resist. So prepare yourself!

Name: Flain/Ben/Mangle
Age: Not given/I theorized he was still a pre-teen at death/30+
Species: Mixel/Dead human in form of a Hylian/Fox-like animatronic
World: Mixels Land/Formerly Earth and Majora's Mask, now Internet./The Five Nights at Freddy's
Appearance: Look all of them up--Ben isn't that scary-looking, in my opinion.
Other: I plan to gradually reform Ben. Like other animatronics, I don't believe that Mangle is a villain, just overzealous in trying to kill whoever they currently assume is Purple Guy. I should also add I'm still keeping it mostly Paradox's POV in my posts, but I will occasionally use my other characters' POVs in third person. I'll use a color code (still deciding on it) which will separate POVs and as well as who is speaking in quotes.)

(Yeah. :P anyways lets do this XD)

(OoC: Finally found the color codes!)

I walked out of the cave on Mixel Mountain that I called. I suppose one could call me a mixture of a bounty hunter and a mercenary, because my job is to retrieve stolen Cubits for Mixels and avenge their fallen tribemates, but ever since the Universal Bang, business has been dying down. Likely because now Nixels were trashing art classrooms in Earth schools instead. But there was one letter at the cave entrance.

(Yaaaaay!)
I simply woke up and saw Blue on the floor "Okay what the hell is this." I muttered staring at my RP character sprawled on the floor passed out

I couldn't believe what it said. The Infernites tribe leader was working for Major Nixel! I had to believe it, since it was written by neither a Mixel or a Nixel. I heard the Infernite went to New York City on Earth. NYC didn't know about the effects of the Universal Bang, yet, so it would probably be a nasty shock to them. I headed out to the nearest portal.

"Hey, Blue." I said poking Blue with a stick

I was orienting myself to the bizarre change in scenery, then headed out to find the Infernites tribe leader.

Blue, after several pokes woke up "What...?" He groaned standing up

Flain was looking around New York City for the first time. To him, it looked so...exotic. He noticed the excited whispers of the few humans that were there. Maybe he could talk-
"Stop right there, traitor!" a voice suddenly called out. Before Flain could react, he was suddenly attacked by a blur of black and white.