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Current Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
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@Sep

So you're saying that the only way that Dr Doom can become the life of the party is if he quite literally kills everyone else at the party...

@DrewVonAwesome

Careful Tony. You have a pretty red head on your arm after all... and dating a god seems to be a bit of a step up from CEO. Besides, Thor hasn't arrived yet.
@Sep

Yes, because everyone knows that DOOM is the life of the party. What with his shiny metal pants that are always in fashion.

And in absolutely no way did the party start when Tony arrived.
Nothing important. I'm sure you'll catch up quickly enough.
And in true Loki fashion, the party has been joined.


"Not to worry Bruce." Loki started with good humor "If I get in the mood to start the whole 'world ending' thing again I'll be sure to ask your advice on where to start. Rest well." Offering the doctor a respectful mock salute, Loki disappeared from the Australian outback in order to crash in a hotel room almost halfway across the world. A good night sleep would do him the world of good after such a long day...

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Later on.

Much like he did every time that he woke up, Loki watched the international news. It tended to be somewhat less biased in its approach then other sources of news to begin with, but it also gave him some hints on where he needed to go in order to either do the most good or to find out what was really happening instead of the facade that was being presented. As he ate his breakfast waffles (Rated out of ten they were a solid eight), he watched as the troubles of the world were summed up for him in a time restricted format.

"...King Doom of Latveria is currently visiting the United States in what has officially been dubbed a diplomatic visit. We now turn to our local reporter in the field. What have you got for us Vivian?"

"Thanks Tom. I am currently standing outside of the Parrington Estate where they are currently hosting their 2012 Charity Ball. A number of big and important names have already arrived, including a rather impressive entrance by CEO Tony Stark just moments ago. While he didn't take the time to make a statement, King Doom recently arrived as well. While we are currently unable to see what is going on inside with all these important figures both local and foreign mingling together for a good cause, I'm sure that..."


Turning off the TV, Loki took a moment to think to himself. Well, he hadn't been to a party in quite a long time and it wasn't like he was slacking off; With that many important people around it was vital that he was there to help ensure that nothing bad happened. Hel, it was practically his duty to humanity to ensure that this select group of people had a good time. Well rested and now fed, Loki disappeared in a swirl of magic once more.

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Parrington Estate

His arrival largely went unnoticed, just another guest who had shuck outside in order to help himself to a smoke; After all, only guests were allowed inside of the estate and he definitely looked the part. (( http://41.media.tumblr.com/8de4926594e47921cf1016f96e416a0e/tumblr_n37zczpz1m1scikl2o2_500.jpg )) Besides, it wasn't like any of the other guests would care that there was another face in the crowd that they didn't recognize, they had other matters to concern themselves with.

Entering the building proper, Loki smiled to himself as he walked... no, glided through the crowd as if it was the most natural thing in the world for him to do. In a way it was; While they had been much, much rarer, the humans of Midgard had always found something to celebrate or throw a party about and Loki had always done his best work at them. The wrong word here, an 'accidentally' overheard conversation there and making sure someone had one mug of something alcoholic to many could turn a happy occasion into the Incident that would justify years of fighting and distrust for years to come.

Accepting a glass of something bubbly that was as part of the uniform of the party goer as the suit was, Loki simply remained on the side lines for the time being, letting his gaze wonder to take in security (And in the case of some of the party goers themselves, admiration. There was no harm in checking out the goods after all).
The Bridge of the 'Entrant Torch'

The newly appointed Captain Jonah O'Malley looked over his brand new ship with both awe and anxiety. The first in what would hopefully be many such ships was going to be placed in his hands and he was responsible for making sure that it performed perfectly.

The Entrant Torch was a four person ship that had been designed largely with utility in mind; while its primary function as a scouting ship had dictated that the engines, FTL travel, fuel and sensors were given priority, long held wisdom had proven that in space over-specialization got you killed. The fact that several new objectives had presented themselves during construction of the ship only cemented that wisdom.

The end result was a ship that was somewhat bigger and slower then the average scouting ship, but made up for it by having much thicker armor, a turret gun on both the top and bottom of the ship and more space for cargo. The guns had been insisted on due to the very important fact that they really weren't alone out here and that if they were picking up these signals from the cold void of space, those humans that would do them harm would sure as hell be picking them up as well.

Taking a deep breath, Captain O'Malley said with an almost excited confidence "Take us out. The egg heads want answers and stuff to poke at and we are sure as heck going to provide them with both. Set a course for that asteroid field and let's see if its worth having."

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The A.I Enclave

The A.I Enclave had never taken up a large part of the Event Horizon on account that they hadn't really required that much physical space, but in terms of information and knowledge they had earned themselves a lot of respect amounts the other factions of their mobile nation. They were also the keepers of the possibility archives; The resting place of any idea, upgrade or science experiment that had been thought up during their centuries long journey but due to various limitations could not have been explored. Numberous A.I's over the journey had put themselves into habituation or even outright terminated themselves in order to ensure that the archives remained functional and uncorrupted during the trip.

In the end, their sacrifices and hard work had not been in vain. Numerous scientific and engineering projects and teams had already been established in order to take on different projects that had been stored so that their times might finally have a chance to come, but the A.I Enclave themselves tended to decide which of these ideas in waiting were going to be explored; They were the only ones who could sort through all of the information and weigh up what the Confederacy needed to study and what it could do with the current level of resources and technology.

And what was before them was... interesting. About two hundred years prior, a man named Gue've had submitted the idea for a rifle that could shoot individual, energized particles to potentially destructive effects to whatever was hit by it. Considering that the Confederacy required it's military to gain some kind of advantage for its solders on the field of battle if and when it would come down to it, such a project would be invaluable... but it needed the right kind of minds in order to create a proper prototype for this kind of brand new technology.

They swiftly assigned it to a team of A.I in order to work on it before pulling up the next project to be judged.

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Testing Site Beta, A.I team Theta Foxtrot
March 5th, 6521


S.T.E.V.E took quite a few steps back as the latest prototype for the so named 'Pulse Rifle' was loaded onto the test firing set up. They had been working for months ever since the project had been assigned to them, but out of the five prototypes before hand the first three hadn't worked at all and the last two outright exploded. While he had confidence that they had worked out the original flaws that had caused the last two to explode, solving one problem tended to result in a new one that couldn't be accounted for until after the fact; Caution was a wise move on his part.

"Test firing prototype six! Testing firing prototype six! Firing in three... two..."

S.T.E.V.E would have blinked if he had been originally designed to at what had happened. The button that triggered the firing mechanism was pressed and the gun fired a single, brightly glowing bolt that zoomed down the firing line, hit the target smack dab in the middle, passed through it and continued flying into the wall... which it also seemed to leave a glowing, small hole in.

There was a moment of stunned silence that lasted 0.3 of a second before the rest of the time started to discuss what they had seen. After 6.7 seconds of discussion the firing button was pressed again in order to continue testing the prototype. A second shot fired that traveled through the holes that the first one made, most likely making the hole in the wall much more deeper in the process...

The gun itself was glowing red from heat through. Mentoring equipment was recording dangerously high levels and it was likely that the gun itself was likely to malfunction due to heat damage... No human would be able to carry it in this state without risk of horrific burns. More testing was going to be required, but S.T.E.V.E was rather hopeful for prototype seven. Progress was clearly being made at least.
It was done.

Twich closed and sealed the lid on the second cauldron, the kobold wiping his brow a little before stepping outside of his lab/lair in order to recruit some imps in order to carry the bloody things to the dwarves via Clotho's tunnels. If anything had been learned from the operation so far it was that a means for team members to communicate with each other over long or medium distances needed to be created as soon as possible; For all he knew Clotho's swarm had been discovered by the dwarves and there was currently a full scale war between her forces, the dwarves and some sort of squid monster army that had been living in the lower mines that they had not been aware of or been able to account for until now.

Granted, the squid monster army was a bitof a wild card but the point remained that reliable communication between team mates was going to be a must in the future. Besides, poisonous gas worked on squid monsters, right?

It didn't take long to gather his carrier imps together and get the cauldrons moving down the tunnels that Clotho's bugs had left behind. For the security of the dungeon they were going to have to be caved in once all was said and done but for now they were useful; Twich and the imps were creatures of tunnels by nature and even weighed down by the cauldrons progress should have been rather quick.

He just hoped the situation hadn't gotten to far out of claw in the meantime.

@Partisan

Okay, fixed it up a little bit more. I listed the four standard poisons taught by the clan (Any additions that Raito gains will be of his own creation and the effects will be listed carefully).
@Savato@Masaki Haruna

Updated Raito a bit. Hopefully he is a bit better now.
@Savato
Sorry, my bad.


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