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Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Necroes I was not aware of that. My post was previously mostly alright, from the looks of things, but I've edited it anyway, just to be sure there's no confusion.

We Aren't the Crystal Gems: A Steven Universe AU roleplay

I'll be honest, I just wanted to go on a long rant about science stuff. Apparently, that involved going off at Archmage for the lack thereof, despite SU's inherent principle of "magic space rock lesbians". My apologies if things have gotten, uh, out of hand, especially the assumption that Marry was previously GMed as okay by you guys. Just be aware that stuff like that can be abused to high heaven.

We Aren't the Crystal Gems: A Steven Universe AU roleplay

@Spinna Now, I was initially interested in this game, and had an interesting idea for it, but seeing @Archmage MC's character has killed it for me. At the most basic level, "space-time manipulation" is an exorbitantly broad ability with the potential to become exponentially more broken the more points are put into it, but Marry already possesses horrific amounts of destructive capability with just the one sub-power: the portals.

Reasons why Moldsvite's portal power is ridiculously broken (WARNING: SCIENCE AND ANGRY RANTING)

The most obvious point there is as follows: the edges of the portal, which would appear to be 2-dimensional lines, and how reality interacts with them. For instance, there are no conditions for preventing a portal cut, as described in the power itself, and I shouldn't need to explain how potentially broken that is. I will anyway. Let's take a hypothetical substance, Godstone, which is absolutely impervious to all usual forms of damage due to how dense and hard it is- crush it, cut it, throw it into a black hole, it's just fine- and put it halfway between those portals as they close. Can the portals cut it in half, if they can't be stopped from closing up? If they can, then they can cut literally anything, and the portals are secretly an unstoppable weapon with an impossibly thin edge.

Likewise, the edges of a portal have a defined hardness based on the substance they're placed upon. If they're connected to a fluid, i.e. a gas or liquid, then their edges are not solid and cannot be touched. So what happens if something or somebody, say our hypothetical Godstone, falls on to that edge, or if a portal placed on air moves into it at the edge? Again, there's the issue that they can cause an impossibly thin cut against literally anything, because one half of the substance is going to a different place entirely. Similarly, what if you "break" the edge of a portal on a solid surface? If it instantly closes, and cuts anything inside it in half, we go back to the problem from before - namely, that the portals are secretly 2-D blades that cannot be stopped by anything.

But that's not even the most destructive aspect of the portals. That award, according to a close friend of mine, goes to their ability to change size, and the reason that's true is because for any given portal or wormhole, point X must map to point X2 - that is, a given location on one portal must move to the equivalent location on the other portal, and on a 1:1 scale that just results in movement through space, "ooo - ooo". On a 1:2 scale, though, you end up with "ooo - o o o"; 1:3, you get "ooo - o o o", and so on. You'd think that would just cause the stuff passing through a mismatched portal set to just grow or shrink, and in a manner of speaking, that's correct - on the scale of quantum foam, at the Planck length, for every single individual point on the portal's "surface". A substance passing through the smaller portal and coming out the larger portal might "grow", in the sense that each individual point of the substance has moved away from each other point, resulting in the substance being completely and utterly vaporised at the most fundamental level possible.

Not calmly, either; the nature of quarks and the strong nuclear force means that you need a lot of energy relative to the scale to remove a quark from an atom, and tearing them all apart with no significant energy input just by moving through space represents a massive violation of the conservation of energy, to the point that it's more energetically favourable for reality to spontaneously generate new quarks to pair with the ones you've pulled apart rather than re-pairing them with their original quarks. You don't even get replicas of the original matter at that point. Considering how particle pairs work, you might even get antimatter, and I assume I don't need to explain why that's bad. And given the usual movement of air, the larger end of the portal would essentially explode, instantly and incredibly violently.

Oh, but that's not even getting involved with what happens in the opposite direction, large portal to small portal. Remember how the points in space get stretched apart going from small to large, at the smallest possible level of space? Yeah, that doesn't get better going in the opposite direction - compressing matter in that fashion would, at the very very least, instantly crush anything passing through into itself, most likely killing any living being or rock-based lifeform. More likely, however, and especially with more extreme size differences, is that that end would constantly produce a deadly, hyper-energised stream of compressed particles, destroying anything the portal is pointed towards - and that from just the air passing through. As I said, pass a living being through, they instantly get crushed into that stream of particles, instantly killing them and firing them off to kill even more things.

And, of course, we have the obvious conclusion to the "how far can we compress matter into itself?" conundrum - make the difference between the two portals big enough, and at the small end you get neutronium: pure neutron matter formed because the electrons and protons of the atoms passing through got forcibly smashed into neutrons; the stuff that makes up neutron stars; and ridiculously dense, to the point that enough would probably warp Earth's gravitational field until the whole planet got crushed into another neutron star. Make the difference even bigger than that, and eventually each individual fundamental particle will be compressed past its own Schwarzschild radius, i.e. the point at which it collapses into a singularity, thereby degenerating into a black hole. Let me just reiterate that plainly: the small portal, if small enough compared to the large portal, will spontaneously generate a black hole. Depending on how much matter is compressed in that fashion, the black hole may just explode and scorch the planet, or it may persist long enough to consume the entire planet. Both options are absurd, and extremely fatal for everybody on Earth.

Let's explain that simply, for those who don't like science and angry ranting. The portals themselves have 2-D edges that can cut anything and everything, whether the thing gets caught between them as they close or whether it's forced to move into a mid-air portal's edge. If the portals have different sizes compared to one another, then moving through the small portal to the large portal is like walking through a quantum blender that obliterates everything it touches, and then generates an explosion far more energetic than any nuclear fission or fusion bomb in existence to an unknown but presumably massive degree. And at best, moving through the large portal to the small portal will crush you to death and turn your particles into the beam of a wave motion cannon; at worst, you won't even get the chance to walk through it, because the small portal will have already generated a black hole that has consumed the entire planet.

So in case you can't tell, I'm not impressed with Archmage's grasp of physics (whether or not they know what the implications of their ability are, but I'm guessing "not"), or with Marry's abilities in general, or with the fact that the GM has not only allowed her, but has apparently allowed her before too. At least Earth won't be a problem for Homeworld anymore! Then again, Homeworld should already have been long-since destroyed too, under the circumstances.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

I've made a post for Nuva, likely my last one before the holiday. The plan for Nuva, assuming he's been in the shop until close to noon, would be to head towards the northern gates ASAP, and thus meet with the guy in question in order to see about fighting that troll. Shouldn't be too late for that, I imagine.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

'I think you'd know if I were stupid, sir,' Nuva replied to his initial assessment. 'And I assure you, I am spoken for enough that robbery would be a poor life choice. Though that said, my initial assessment was accurate: that much gold is somewhat much for my current standing. If I have a few weeks to gather it, though,' he mused, 'then... let's see, how much gold would I have in...' his muttering trailed off as he began figuring out how much time it would take for him to acquire as much gold as he'd need. If one hundred gold per major job was the standard, and he managed to gather, say, fifty gold per week from additional jobs, he'd likely be able to afford the whole thing in less than eight weeks. That seemed quite reasonable, considering his profession.

'I believe that will be manageable enough,' Nuva acquiesced. 'I shall return when I have the money needed. I trust I won't need to leave a name?' he asked as he began to walk out of the store. He really needed to check what time it was, and perhaps begin to prepare for dealing with the vampire, with or without the rest of the guild, if it wasn't verging toward noon yet. And if it was, he ought to head toward the northern gate post-haste.

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Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

'I agree with Sister Vitruvia, Inquisitor Kliment,' Alexa uttered, still cursing her helmet's deep tone, and surprised at how much she'd been talking recently. Then again, this more than most had been an eventful day. 'If the PDF are even somewhat corrupted, then no civilian on this planet is safe. The only way to be certain is to personally probe every single soldier for information and evidence, and with respect, I fear that our mere task force is not sufficient to handle such a massive undertaking. That said, I might almost propose calling in a larger Ordo Hereticus force to contain and interrogate the PDF of this world, and having them execute any heretics and relay any useful information to us, whilst we continue handling the more intimate and manageable portions of this investigation. Civilians tend not to be privy to the PDF's actions and interactions, to my knowledge- and if they are, I imagine it wouldn't be impossible to restrict PDF interactions with the civilian populace for the time it would take- and the most immediate way to protect this world's inhabitants would, after all, be to ensure their protectors are loyal.

'Speaking of which, if this-' Alexa gestured to the ex-heretic who had been masquerading as the man in charge of the planet. '-was not the real governor, then the real governor is surely in danger, if not already dead or otherwise irretrievable. As you say, revolution could spread if it becomes known that the governor has died - or worse, that his impersonator has died. I feel that it is of utmost importance that we look for him before entering the Underhive, or at least install a trustworthy replacement, however temporarily. If he happens to be within the Underhive, so much the better - we can search and investigate in the same stroke.'

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

@Jbcool I suppose the idea is to keep things on the down-low, in that case. Make sure no PDF members get out to spread word of anything, deal with the whole thing as quickly as possible to minimise contact, and I'm sure the Inquisitor has the initiative to figure out the logistics of such an event, as well as the intelligence to ensure its feasibility.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

...humm. Eldar soul stones, eh? An actually interesting tidbit of information. He supposed, then, that it was only polite to reply to Vedius in kind, whilst tactfully ignoring the red-armoured Marine's maniacal gibbering in his direction.

'I am Thorn,' Lucius uttered. Short, simple, direct, and a flat lie as usual. If they recognised the similarities between Lucius's appearance and Xepherial's, he wouldn't stop them naming him as a Dark Angel, but nor would he bother enlightening them if they were too dense to figure it out themselves. Realistically, that was all he'd intended to say, but two or three points continued to draw his interest:

Firstly, the ship needed a pilot. Naturally, this actually meant that it needed an entire staff's worth of crewmembers, thus making it impossible to reasonably fly, especially in its current state of "lodged somewhere inside a giant mass of other ships", unless Xepherial and, what did he call himself, Zuriel Ganymede violent physical twitch Quillios could between them finagle their way into controlling the entire device, a frankly absurd task given the scale of the problem. He'd let Vedius figure that one out for himself, if nobody else told him.

Secondly, the Ork was awake again, one Urgrugg Darkcracker... "Darkcrackah", rather... and doing something that seemed to be some sort of prayer, ended by smashing its fists against its head, blood dripping from the resulting wound. Whatever idiocies made it happy, regardless of the falsity of whatever deities it worshipped. There were the Chaos Gods, if they were Gods after all, and everything else that claimed divinity paled in comparison; it was that simple.

And thirdly... well, the problem now lay with the red Marine. He was eerily astute in his observations about how long they - Lucius in particular, but presumably the other two as well - had been unaware of current events. He, for one, had at least gathered that the Emperor of Mankind was now worshipped as a deity of some sort, a false belief in and of itself, but had yet to hear anything about how the Heresy ended... unless... what had it been that Suzy or whatever her name was had said before plunging part of that planet into the Warp? Something to do with a... corpse-god? He'd basically glossed over the terminology at the time, but if that, somehow, impossibly, referred to the Emperor himself...

'By all means, Apothecary of the House of Blood, or whatever your name and Chapter is,' Lucius murmured, hiding his disbelief with his usual mask of carelessness, 'do tell us how it ended, if you think we're so unaware.' He'd make his judgement if and when he had as much information as he could gather.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

@Jbcool Could Kliment call in a larger force from the Ordo Hereticus to, essentially, outsource one of the tasks and relay any information to us, under the assumption that our task force of twenty four or less individuals won't be able to manage all of the possibilities you've proposed on their own? And I suppose just as importantly, could he do so without arousing suspicion and subsequent discontent in the world's civilian populace?

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Donezo. And having written all that up, @Lugubrious, please note that I'm going to be going on holiday in a few days, and likely won't be able to post in that time. So you're aware.