Bright_Ops

Mass Effect:The Cycle Continues

If you mean me then um...thats up To you. I'm not sure how each would communicate.

@caliban22

You would also have to take into account language barriers. Sure, Mass Effect has translator software and all that but if you've never encountered the language before results are going to be limited at best for a time. Getting a proper translation requires understanding the context and culture behind the words and often times that simply doesn't translate over properly because there isn't really anything to compare it to.

Mass Effect:The Cycle Continues

I have my own plans to get in contact with you Jangels. But I'll keep that to myself for now.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

So instead of pushing to keep the door closed, we would be pulling on it instead?

@Bright_Ops

Yes.

@Dedonus

I'll fix mine up once you fix up yours.

@Bright_Ops

Fixed. I'll see what I can do about a post.

@Dedonus

Oh. Just had a look at my own post... turns out nothing really needed to be changed to set your alteration. Love it when that happens.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

So instead of pushing to keep the door closed, we would be pulling on it instead?

@Bright_Ops

Yes.

@Dedonus

I'll fix mine up once you fix up yours.

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

Sorry for the delays. My graphics card is getting to the point were it needs to be replaced before it completely dies.

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

Torrential couldn't help but chuckle at his own forgetfulness; He had forgotten that Star wasn't able to see at the moment. "Sorry, I got ahead of myself a little. And good guess, but no. Water is not the correct answer." Turning his head to gaze into Star's currently compromised gaze, Torrential offered her a soft grin as he explained "Granted water is a vital part of life and it is a lot more powerful then many ponies realize because they are so focused on other things. But the answer to my question was actually 'Words'. To be more precise, 'Written Words'." Turning his attention back to the runes he had written, Torrential explained "The three runes I just drew in the ground have about as much magical energy in them as the castle made out of sand that a young foal created. Yet much like a sand castle with time, patience and a creative mind it is fully possible to craft something utterly awe inspiring that will stay with the viewer for the rest of their lives. They are little more then pictures drawn into the ground and thus can do very little on their own but words can be used to create a story to entertain a child, offer evidence so that the story of history can be told as accurately as possible; even be used to create the dream of an ideal world." "And where would the world be if we didn't have our heroes to look up to and aspire to be? Of villains who performed such infamous deeds that were so dark and foul that parents tell their children about them as a cautionary tale? Of the actions of our ancestors and why we are proud to follow in their footsteps? The right words can ensure that the memory of a pony will endure and be remembered long after their mortal body has passed from this world for better or worse." There was a pause as Torrential took a moment to take a breath and let his message have a chance to sink in. "On the subject of stories, I should tell you the one behind the runes I drew and why they hold a special place in my heart." Turning his attention back to Star, a playful smirk appeared on his muzzle. "But maybe I should wait for Snow Tail to return with any survivors first. It's an interesting story regardless and I would like her to hear it alongside you. Correct me if I am wrong, but have I seen signs that you care for her much in the same way that I care for the both of you?" It was a slight tease, but a well meaning one.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

So instead of pushing to keep the door closed, we would be pulling on it instead?

Mass Effect:The Cycle Continues

Tizca Tizca, the shrine world of the God Magus. A bastion of the sciences and home to some of the greatest minds that the Nur'xal had to offer. However, behind the technology and the beautiful towers of industry there was a darkness and blood lust that rivaled that of Angron himself; Political power plays to ascend the ladder of rank occurred often and those cast off the rungs rarely survived the fall. Yet it was in the personal laboratories of Grand Arch-Sorcerer Lucius himself that Sif found herself standing in with a handful of her most loyal warriors to act as bodyguards to ensure that the little bastard didn't try anything funny. Despite her best efforts to get the tests over and done with, Sif had to put up with the fact that the worshipers of the other gods needed to come up with tests worthy of the position that she sort to claim. After waiting for almost a week, Lucius had declared that Magus had granted him a vision of the test worthy of his patronage. And so Sif stood in the sleazy little worm's laboratory, standing in front of a manufactured chamber that looked... old. Like something that had been dug out of one of Tizca's trash piles and then had more junk wielded to it for good measure. Lucius himself stood in front of the machine, his minions running around to perform their tasks. Turning towards Lucius, Sif simply asked "What is your game, Sorcerer?" The slur against his title caused a flash of anger to cross Lucius's face for a moment but it was quickly replaced with a shit eating grin so fake that it was clear he wasn't even trying to hide his pleasure of what he foresaw as the upcoming death of an enemy. "Quite simple really. This-" the relic junk chamber was pointed to. "Is one of the prototypes of the biotic infusers that was constructed shortly after Tizca was settled. It had a low success rate and more often then not those that went into it either died quickly and painfully from being ripped apart at the macrobiotic level or died slowly and painfully from a wave of tumors and other mutations without ever feeling a single scrap of biotic energy, but those that made it were blessed with powerful biotic magics to wield." "We have enhanced this unit to increase the possibilities. In theory this machine would bestow the biotic magics of a demi-god on those who enter, but with the increased reward comes an increase in risk; Only one that Magus has personally taken an interest and investment in would have any chance of surviving the process. All others will die. All you have to do to become the Warmaster of Magus is step into the chamber. If the Master of Change has truly decided that you will carry out his will as his Avatar then you will receive his blessing; If not, you die painfully. Simple as that." The shit eating grin on Lucius's face widened a little as a sadistic glint appeared in his three eyes. Sif looked at the machine before her with uncertainty. Not fear per-say but wary cation. Could the little leech be trusted? Of course he couldn't be. The little bastard had managed to raise to power on Tizca after all. But at the end of the day, this was the only way to get the followers of Magus on board with the rest of her forces and as loathsome as they were, the biotic sorcerers had their uses. Taking some comfit in the fact that one of her instructions to her honor guard before arriving on planet was that in the event of her death they were to skin Lucius alive in her memory, Sif took a deep breath and stepped forwards, crossing the threshold of destiny and placing her fate in that hands of Magus. The metal door of the chamber slammed shut behind her as buttons were pushed and the machine was brought to life. This was going to be painful one way or the other... ......................................................................... Unknown Space, Angron's Glare The scout ship Angron's Glare had come to a stop some distance away from a planet, its pilot Razorwind staring at a planet some distance away. The ship's systems had scanned the planet and had uncovered what appeared to be some kind of war that was happening on the planet itself. His equipment wasn't good enough to pick up what the tides of battle were or even what was actually fighting the battles at the range he was seated at, but there was no mistaking the signs of conflict and hopefully he was far enough away that they wouldn't see him. Razorwind felt his blood boil with a desire to land on the planet and take the chance to test out his axe against these unknown xeno's, but he knew that he had a much grander purpose to perform first. His desire for combat would be indulged soon enough. Once the location of the planet was safely recorded, Razorwind turned Angron's Glare from the battle field to come and started the journey back home. The Warmaster would be pleased by this discovery. .................................... Summary: Warmaster of Angron Sif has started the trail required to win over the followers of Magus faction of her people and bring them under her banner. The Angron scouting vessel Angron's Glare has discovered the Seraphians homeworld and is currently on its way back home to report the discovery. The warbands of planet Angron have started to merge and organize into several different but larger warbands while transport ships and supplies are organized for their future operations.

Equestria Divided: In Nominé - MLP RP

I'm currently planning on making a new post. I'll get it up later today.

Mass Effect:The Cycle Continues

So what exactly is the deal with the three sons? What makes one son different from the others? EDIT: Never mind, I was looking at the race information when I should have been reading the IC post.