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9 yrs ago
Current "My resolution..? Become magical or something? I dunno, those contracts are killer."
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9 yrs ago
What do you get when you mix caramel, cinnamon, and hot chocolate.... Perfection. Pure perfection.
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10 yrs ago
Nothing is written here. You see nothing. Just... Back away.
10 yrs ago
"We're going to have a child!" "That's... that's great!" "Well, there's a problem. I'm cursed. Your pregnant."
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10 yrs ago
It is a sad day when a Potato is dirt poor.
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@thewizardguy@Wraithblade6@Gentlemanvaultboy@Nightknight

Cyano Conablum


...

*knock knock*

The sun would shine through the window of the Conablum Labs Arcadia branch. Cyano had built it over top of the old Alliance base, which, after the battle and subsequent surrender of their ground forces, she had had razed to the ground. The building she had built over it, while lacking the information that the main branch in her home universe contained, did have all the same capabilities. If on a smaller scale. Indeed, this particular building was much smaller. Befitting, considering how much interest she actually held in Arcadia. The only thing keeping her on this once wasteland being both a petty desire to end all the people who had annoyed her throughout her time here. And, the knowledge that if she pulled out, it was more then likely that the rest of them would follow and bring the fight to her. And, that was far, far too much work for her. Nope, it was simply better to dig out the problem at the root. And then burn it, root, problem, and anything tentatively connected to it, if the chances of a revenge seeker being among the recently deceased's friends or family was high enough.

However, now was not the time to focus on that. The focus of this particular moment, was that incessant knocking! Cyano would be roused from her sleep. Off in front of her, a Television would be on, streaming movies from a multitude of universes. In truth, the whole reason she hadn't attended the peace treaty meeting was in fact because, with a whole multiverse full of various shows and movies, she had quite the backlog. And, surely they would understand if her multiversal movie marathon was of a higher priority then some silly meeting that would probably end in one of three ways. War between all factions, some new faction showing up with perfect timing, or the low chance everyone actually settled their differences and decided peace might actually be best. In truth, she was kind of hoping for war. War would make things so much easier. After all, it was what she had been doing the entire time. Purposefully holding back to prolong it, giving up space here, taking it back there. Gunning for the best position to strike directly at the head. Though, at the same time she had most certainly given up some opportunities to wipe out the other factions. After all, however much she wanted them dead, it was more work for her to try and go at it, and some days she simply didn't feel like leaving her room to go after them. I mea-

*Knock knock*

Again with the incessant knocking! Cyano had thought, if she could postpone it with a deluge of thoughts, perhaps they would simply go away. This, did not seem to be the case however. Pulling herself out of bed, she would be wearing the same clothes she had been wearing yesterday. And, the day before that. And, in fact, a year ago. In fact, if only because of the lack of wear and tear, and overall cleanliness of the clothes, one would probably think she had one of those closets full of the same outfit. But no, it was simply the same one. Changing was simply not worth her time after all. Either way, she would make her way over to the door. And, as she got ready to open it... *Knock Knock*

The door would slam open, and in front of her would stand a scientist. This one in particular was supposed to be monitoring their troops out in the field, and informing her of when they were attacked and the like. And, in this case, he was doing exactly that. But, unfortunately for him, he had knocked one too many times. Within the flash of an eye, Cyano would have him by the throat, pushed up against the wall. Her Multitool pushed up against his head, and her hand ready to set it to sword mode, which would instantly puncture through the mans head, killing him. But, that push would not come. Instead, she would think about it for a moment.

"Your lucky we aren't home. Otherwise, this would be a pretty painful moment, don't you think? Now, tell me. What's so important you have to go waking me up. What's so important, that it's made you so impatient, you have to knock three whole times!"

As Cyano yelled, the scientist would only be able to let out a gulp, before just barely lifting his hand up enough for Cyano to be able to grab a sheet of paper from it. Grabbing it, she would drop the scientist. Who would quickly make himself scarce. Not that Cyano would care, the paper was far more important then the incompetence she had to deal with on a daily basis. And, indeed, what was written on that paper would take priority.




It would be a little under an hour later, that Cyano would find herself just off the outskirts of Winnipeg. From the looks of it, the town was pretty much a bandit town. Though one burning and crumbling from battle. Looking around, she didn't remember ordering anyone to patrol around here. Which, obviously meant it was some underlings fault she was now out here, having to provide the extra fire power that the normal Alliance troops didn't have. She would need to fix that later. Or, at the very least phase out the alliances troops entirely and replace them with Outward. After all, the alliance troops had surrendered the moment their leaders were beaten. They were pretty much useless for anything besides fodder. But, well, warzone. Cyano would purge the thought from her mind, and immediately begin scanning for the nearest battle. Which... would not be hard to find, as an Alliance vehicle zoomed past her. The direction it came from, probably the way to go.

She would make her way over there, out of sight, at a brisk but comfortable pace. It wasn't like their was much of a hurry now was there? But, anyways, a pace she would continue until she was situated in such a way that she could walk out right in front of the giant mech thing that was tearing through her troops and otherwise spreading general madness destruction and death. Looking at it, it really wasn't all that intimidating. Interesting, but not that intimidating. But...

"Come then! Face me, humans! I will show you true combat!"

Hammy. Definitely hammy.

Well, she would now be standing in front of him. She would look rather out of place among the troops. Her blue hair definitely being in contrast with the other alliance troops around her. She would have a look on her face, one that could be taken either as boredom, or as annoyance. Really, it depended on what whoever was looking at her thought. Not that she really cared. Drawing her sword, she would set it point down into her ground. She would click her tongue two or three times. Almost as if she was disappointed in the giant robot, before addressing it.

"Hey, you there. Yes, you in the scary scary mech. I know it's probably not a good time and all, I mean, you seem to really be enjoying yourself with all this slaughter and whatnot. And hey, heeey, I get it, I enjoy myself a good slaughter too. And I know I would be really annoyed if someone got in my way but, I need to ask you one serious, very important question."

With that, Cyano would draw her multitool out, and pull her sword from the ground. The look on her face was now very clearly one of annoyance.

"Do you even so much as turn into a dinosaur? Or are you one of those boring robots? Hm?"
Keith


This was an... unexpected development. Well, not too unexpected he supposed. He had figured that there would be some kind of altercation. But not an entirely new enemy coming up to attack. He supposed it was good he had brought a back up plan. On Cyano's order of course. Now, onto the far more pressing matter, the goo.

Setting his hands on both Mithias and Agnonious' shoulder, the three would melt into the shadow beneath their table, leaving the fourth person they brought, nothing more then a simple alliance troop, at the whims of this new enemy. If anyone would notice, unless they were too busy fighting off tyranid or running scared, they would see the poor trooper become covered in the goo it fired. Within moments, the person would be melted down into nothing. It would be, fairly horrific.

Meanwhile, within the shadow, Keith would simply watch, and wait. Agonious, of course, would be itching for a fight. The only thing holding him back from running off towards the tyranids, would be Keith holding him back. And the fact that he couldn't leave without Keith helping him out. Which, would normally happen. But, this was the time for the back up plan...

Out of the shadows, five more people would appear. All similar to keith. Their forms were difficult to make out. Their minds hidden. It would be difficult to tell just what they were. The only hint being that, they looked similar to keith. Immediately setting to work, they would work in tandem to slaughter the Tyranid. Popping in and out of the shadows, shadow bolts flying through the air. Technically, they were armed combatants. Technically. It was against the rules for them to be there. But, would any one truly care, now that they had a far greater enemy to worry about?[url][/url]
"It was a strange combination of awe-inspiringly cute, and terrifying. Like a kitten wielding your best friend's corpse as a weapon."
— Apocalypse, Multiverse Rising
Keith




Keith would only smirk as he heard the Goa'ulds ridiculous demands. Half the planet, and the solar system. Looking at his own paper though, their demands were only slightly better. Though, technically they were much better, as everyone would see and hear when he got around to making their demands. Which, seemed to be now, as it was his turn. Pulling himself up with assistance from Agonious' shoulder, Keith would grab his paper, and open up a small device. Setting the device on top of the paper, a projection of the paper would be in full view. And, perhaps some would think it merely a joke.

Up at the top, in robotic letters, would be Unicrons demands. Everyone would see these clearly. His demands being, unconditional surrender, the deaths of those who oppose him, and a healthy dose of planets to appease his rage. However, the other thing that would be incredibly noticeable, would be how all of his demands were crossed out. Below those, in what the Outliners would recognize as Cyano's handwriting, would be her demands, which Keith would read aloud to the rest of the group, word for word.

"The alliance of conquerors, and conablum labs demands, in the order they are numbered. 1. Ignore Captain Planet. 2. A branch of Conablum labs in all territories owned by the other factions, that number being a minimum of one branch per 500,000 residents. 3. An open technology treaty. All technology is to be shared freely, for research purposes. And 4. At least one chain restaurant from the universe dubbed Arcadia-2 brought here, and expanded into Arcadia-1. One exactly, no more, and no less."

Flipping the page over, Keith would glance over to the Goa'uld. They certainly wouldn't like this part. To be honest, he wasn't entirely sure how Cyano of all people had come up with it, though he was certain it was because she had somehow planned it out to work into her favor. Though, how she would do that was beyond him. Quite a bit of what she planned was beyond him, honestly. Regardless, he would begin reading from the other side.

"Exempting the singular chain restaurant, Conablum Labs suggests that Arcadia-2 be left untouched, aside from observation from afar. In short, Arcadia-2 will only be open to research teams specifically made to blend in with the inhabitants. No changes are to be made, no attempts to control it, and no attempts to influence it. The research teams will leave as little an impact as they can. I'm sure no one cares to argue this. After all, we should focus on where we are now, shouldn't we."

Finished reading, Keith would sit down. For the most part, the alliances demands were... well, their demands were insane. But, Conablum labs demands would be... uncharacteristically lax. Not that Keith would question it. He was certain Cyano knew exactly what she was doing.



@Savato@Pirouette@Wraithblade6@thewizardguy@Flamelord
@Nightknight

I would like to know a bit more about the Evangelization ability. Because of the presence of factions, NPCs can play rather important roles in assisting main characters. So, just a few questions on it.

1. How long do they need to listen to him to be affected?

2. Swayed as in thralled? They become his? Or simply more likely to follow what he says?

3. What are the limits on it? Is it everything? Or just organic creatures? For instance, would a robot, or a variation of a mindless creature be affected?
@Nightknight

Feel free, just make sure you don't make more then you can handle.
They really need to add a way to delete your own multiposts...
Name: Agonious

Appearance: Agonious stands at 7 feet, 5 inches tall. He is covered head to toe, in blood red armor. Only his mouth and eyes being visible. Looking at him with the armor, one would think he was simply fat, but in reality, beneath the Armor, Agonious is built like a wall of Iron, and is covered in muscles. Hie eyes are red, with black Sclera. He has long, almost mullet like hair, that is the same color as his armor. As well as a mustache. His skin is deathly pale

Personality: Agonious, if you only listen to what he says, appears to be a scheming, underhanded, and intimidating mountain of a man. Always ready with a plan. His incredibly deep voice only backing up that image. In reality though, looking just a bit deeper, it becomes painfully clear that in truth, he has absolutely no idea what he is talking about. In truth, making him a large ham. Experimentation on him by Cyano stripped him of all actual intelligence. Turning him into what is, essentially, a mindless slave who listens to her, and anyone she tells him to listen to. As well as instilling an obsession with plans within him. Beyond that, he is basically Cyano's heavy hitter.

Abilities:

Strength: Easily one of the physically strongest within Cyano's universe, Agonious is capable of putting most enemies down in a single blow, two, if he isn't trying. This is helped by him actually being good at fighting, but, made less effective by the fact that he does not use a weapon, and is rather predictable.

Flight: Agonious is able to levitate for a short amount of time, though it is only for a few short seconds.

Durabilty: Self explanatory, he can take some pretty big hits. Helped out by the fact that he is a living pile of muscle.
Equipment:

Armor: Coming from the deadland, Agonious' armor is literally indestructible. Some even theorize that, besides the helmet, that the armor is in fact his actual skin. A part of him. This is compounded by the fact that the armor doesn't dent, or crack, and any blows taken by it seem to have just as much an effect as they would against an unarmored foe. Which, still isn't that much of an effect considering, but still.

Origin: Rivardverse: Deadland
Theme Song: -TBD-

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