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Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

The Selkath in the room turned their heads, peering around. There was a wave of speech as they spoke aloud their confusion on having been brought here. Suddenly part of the wall opened and a balcony extended out, a Triarii walking out and standing above them
"You have been called upon to serve. You are some of the strongest of the Selkath... Mages. You will be the first Trans-Selkath that are produced. You will be integrated into the Equitem, just as the STAMU (Specially Trained Anti-Magic Units) are. Together you will bring a new rise to the Collective. And what a surprise the Equestrians will get if they threaten us, when their powers are turned in on them. You are the portent of a new dawn. Your DNA has been extracted and is under analysis as we speak. You shall soon be the strongest, fastest and most intelligent of your kind" The Triarian said, as he slammed his fist to his chest in a salute

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It really isn't, its just acting as fire acts. You haven't just produced magical energy then, you have just made dozens of different energies. Magic sound, magic thermal, magic light, magic kinetic. And the only rules we actually have for them is that they are magic. That's not too helpful at all, what the hell does it do, is it ay different at all? Because I am seeing no difference except so you can slap on a 'can't touch this' label

"Making the Equestrians too weak to do anything" Uh... So someone defending themselves makes you too weak to do anything? What about the Draconians? They didn't have magic. Triarii? They don't have magic. Seeders? No magic. AIF? Its reliance on magic is near non existent from what I see.
All of them are powerful and none of them have the untouchable magical energy. Everytime you mention magic, it is the most powerful thing that no one can stop and makes its users the almighty beings of the universe, and any time I bring something up its handwaved. Its infuriating.
It seems magic obeys no laws, knows no bounds, allows one to destroy what they please and randomly fill a planet with life, allows one to create a subset of energy which is unstoppable and refuses to follow the laws of physics. Even more odd is how you mentioned that pretty much every weapon is stronger with magic infusion, even when it doesn't make much sense for it to. And it cant be countered, even though you were able to give the Void Humans anti psionic weaponry which is also justified with a hand wave and, from what I have gathered, doesn't make sense either.
I understand its magic, but can't it at least make some sense? Its just a massive Deus Ex Maxchina for the Equestrians
Need I mention the other Deus Ex Machina?

It increasingly seems it isn't about an advantage but simply about providing a casual hand wave for every problem that comes your way

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

If it can be created and destroyed then it is not energy and shouldn't actually be able to harm anything because that would require a form of energy which can transfer, and if you can create something and transfer it into a different form of energy you just created energy and thus defied science, universal balance and pretty much every scientific theory published since the introduction of the Law of Conservation.
Even if you can do that, you still have to transfer it into a different energy for it to do anything (It HAS to transfer, or its not going to harm anyone or power anything or... Well, pretty much anything except exist, and for the purposes you are using it for that's not going to help. Energy production is done through transfers) The Triarii manipulate energy, their abilities working through transferring energy. As a result, all they are doing is manipulating what results from the magic. Whether they are manipulating the magic or not is irrelevant, if they remove the kinetic energy it won't move, remove thermal energy it cant burn, remove electrical energy it couldn't electrocute etc. They are rendering it harmless, they do not need to manipulate magic to do this.
Thus, what I did breaks no rules, is sort of commonsense for a species which manipulates energy and is at least somewhat im line with some form of science, which is more than I can say for most anything else that's been done

If you are going to use science to tell someone they cant use a black hole as a wormhole, then you can expect it to be used to argue against this magic thing. (I am not in support of black hole wormholes, I just want to point out this is pretty much the same thing in a different dress)
Even if it does disobey the laws of conservation entirely and magical energy can't be manipulated for whatever reason, I think I have provided enough to show that my post still makes sense when removing those two things completely

tl;dr Rudimentary Physics, common sense, logic

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

Argutus institution

"Yes, it was laughable once we realised it."
"How so
"The answer was obvious. Magic still obeys the laws of conservation, energy cannot be created or destroyed, but it can be transferred. By utilising standard methods of energy transfer I was able to stop magical attacks... Watch" The Argutus pressed several buttons on a terminal, and a section of the wall became transparent to reveal a Selkath and a Triarian.
The Selkath spun, and launched a fireball at the Triarian, but it dissipated before it reached him. The Selkath launched a wave of water at the Triarian, but it turned to steam in the air. Then the Selkath launched a blast of pure magical energy, but it dissipated before reaching with a loud crackle
"Haha, he turned it to sound energy didn't he? Excellent"
The Selkath continued to run through magical spells, and the Triarian kept transferring them into different forms of energy. Finally, the Triarii's eyes intensified and the Selkath fell to his knees, before slowly raising and beginning to dance as the Triarian took over his mind. The two Argutus gave a small, amused smile, and the test ended
"I was wondering when we would finally produce a way to stop their magic. And the humans?"
"We rely on their lack of variation, the idea is to simply introduce a disease to their population and allow it to destroy their clones."
"I thought biological weapons were banned?"
"The universal law was never ratified, Retsukuu saw to that"
"I see..."

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

Collective expansion

The Collective feels comfortable that its military and size are large enough that it is comfortably ahead of the other two, and so continues at the standard rate

Mars

The Umbrae Populus checked nobody was watching, before opening the filing cabinet. He went through the files before he found the right one, the human two dimensional drive. Once he located the algorithm for the dimension they were cutting into. After that they would be able to intercept ships using that dimension.

Research

Not to be outdone, the Collective has began pouring resources into research for their standard drives, hoping to ensure their now threatened speed advantage is resecured and cemented
Amd perhaps not surprising given the increasing human reliance on cloning, the Collective has put a new project into effect that would turn this against them in case of war
They have also begun picking counters for the Equiis pact races

Peace Talks

"All forms of immigration and emigration denied. Tourism to and from denied. The majority of such ideals are dangerous to security" The Argutus said and turned to the human "Once she is found I will deploy of some Equitem and members of the specific Deuscidium branch to assist

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

Peace talks

"If I convinced my superiors she was worth the trouble, finding her would be easy. Convincing is not so easy" The Argutus said with a small smile "My hurriedly compiled profile suggests otherwise, Faust. She does not seem the one to hide. With the power to destabilize a planet passing through her tissues, all thrust into the hands of a being who had not known such power... The changes to her psyche must have been traumatic... Given that, she didn't hide nor flee, that would imply she was afraid, but I theorise instead that she is too deluded to be afraid. I hit her with enough force to cut the cords of the vast majority of organic beings and she survived, but she is still flesh and bone. I think she went to repair herself rather than out of fear. Regardless of injury, she survived what equates to several tonnes hitting her at 40 of the humans miles per hour, that is not a good omen. Should I face her again, I shall attempt to apply an outwards force from the center of her body..."

Embassy

"Attention please. For the safety of Collective personal and the safety of exogen species on Equiis Pact Command Structure identified as Citadel, the Collective declines until such a time the issues of concern are no longer relevant"

Ruin | Advanced NRP

Lord Barkers estate

Sibbi walked among the burning ruins of Lord Barkers former manor. He had been through every door in this accursed place and slaughtered everyone he had seen... But he had not found the bastard anywhere.
From behind him came a quick "Ahem" as someone feigned clearing their throat, and Sibbi spun to find himself staring at a posh looking man of around thirty with blonde hair. His wore a finely trimmed, white suit with the Mark of Orfai hanging around a chain from his neck
"Well, no other family can boast a pyre so grand" He said with a small smile, but Sibbi merely glared at him "I wouldn't bother looking for Timothy Barker, Sibbi, he isn't here anymore. But don't worry, he met a painful end on the tip of a Templars blade. Somewhat poetic, isn't it?"
"I wanted to be the one to put my blade through his chest." Sibbi said with a small growl
"I know, but I smelt a chance and I took it. Besides, are you not content? You've done more in a might than most do in their life time, and you're still but a boy. A boy who needs to look out the window" Orfai said with a small smile, and Sibbi glanced to the shattered window on his left. In the distance, he could see approaching Templars. "If I was you, I would pay some serious mind to running. These ones won't be so easy to kill" Orfai faded away, and Sibbi turned, dashing through the halls of the collapsing manor

The fires raged, licking his uniform, but Brother Captain Thime was unfazed, his uniform protecting him from the fires for now. Behind him entered two other Templars, veterans of the Order, a single vicious looking wolf in tow. The right hand one knelt a moment, tracing his hands along the ashes
"It certainly originated from a magical source..." He said as he took some from the floor and held it to the canine, which moved forwards and sniffed it "Find"

No sooner than having said those words, the wolf turned, its nose to the floor for a few moments before it burst into a sprint, barking as it did. The three templars dashed as fast as they could, trying to keep up with the beast as it raced through the house.

Sibbi heard barks carried through the halls as he ran, and less than a minute later the wolf was upon him. It pounced him, knocking him to the floor, and dug its teeth deep into his shoulder. He yelled out in pain, and shook viciously as he tried to get it off, but the wolf kept its grip on him, growling. Footsteps approached as the wolves masters arrived
"Good boy, Vigilance, Good boy. Bring" One of the Templars said, and Sibbi felt himself being pulled along the floor by the growling wolf, until the beast dropped him at the feet of the three templars, saliva dripping from its maw as it returned to its masters side. Sibbi groaned as he felt himself turned over by the foot of who he assumed to be the Templars leader
"Doesn't look like much, does he?" The Templar said as he peered down
"Indeed not brother Thime" One responded "A mere child should not have a mastery of this level..." Another replied, before being cut off by the Wolfs master
"Brother Vigilance does not lie, this is the boy responsible"
"Enough, both of you. It must be a gift, from one of the Princes. We take him back to the Abbey. We shall learn who's been speaking with him in the dark, what profane rituals he has been performing... Did anyone else hear that?" Brother Thime said, stopping mid sentence and peering around
"I... Yes... How queer." Vigilance's master said, but the other templar shook his head quickly
"The fire must be playing tricks on us" He began, but brother Thine cut him off
"No... That was... On alert brothers, the enemy is nearby" Brother Thime declared as he drew his sword and took on a defensive pose. From Sibbi's position on the floor, it looked as though Brother Thime was in an heroic pose... Only to seem so very unheroic when a section of the roof collapsed down and crushed him.
"Divine... This place is falling apart! We should get out of here... Vigilance, kill" The handler ordered, the shock still evident in his voice as he jumped back from Brother Thime crushed body, and the wolf approached Sibbi. It broke into a bolt and jumped into the air, pouncing towards him... But it never landed.

Instead, Vigilance gave a yelp as he was sent back twenty feet by a scaly green fist. smashing against the wall and falling down into the searing flames. One of the Templars cursed again, and backed away from Sibbi. Into his view came a hulking ogre, which scratched its head as it stepped past him and towards the templars.
"We are routed!" The Templar yelled as he turned to run, but he was stopped by the others hand
"You are a templar of the Order, you do not know fear!" Vigilance master spat, and then took a step forwards "Besides... It killed vigilance"
"Are you insane? Have you been drinking Misyra's piss?! We aren't prepared to take on an orge! We need more men, better equipme..." He was cut off prematurely, as was his life, by a part of a wall that the ogre had tossed at him.

The final templar turned and darted forwards, swinging his blade. It left a cut along the ogres chest, but all that did was enrage him more. The Ogre lashed out, but the Templar rolled to the side, avoiding its blow before stabbing the ogre through its elbow. The blade scratched along the bone, and again did nothing but make the ogre yell again and turn, flailing its fists. Again the Templar dodged, and this time jumped into the air, grabbing it by the head and, with all his might, shoving the blade through the ogres eye!

At least, he tried to do so. The blade got stuck in the thick bone of the Ogres eye socket, and the Templar was left holding on, dangling over the ogres shoulder. Before he had a chance to let go, the orge bashed its shoulder against the wall, turning the Templar into a red splatter.

The ogre turned towards Sibbi and tilted its head as it looked at him. It stomped forwards and took the boy from the ground with one hand, tossing him over his shoulder and jumped through one of the shattered windows, falling to the ground and bounding off into the night

Ruin | Advanced NRP

ActRaiserTheReturned said
Can I have dragon fire at least? lol.

Haha, fireless dragons, now that would be a sad sight to behold xD

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

Watching the cracks form in the shield, the Argutus sighs "I tire of her" He said, raising his hand. His eyes began to glow orange as he did, and a moment later a kinetic force hit against Retsukuu, trying to knock her backwards from the shield. He hoped that a force roughly equivalent of that required to move a truck at fourty miles per hour suddenly acting upon her would be enough to unbalance the forces acting upon her and thus send her hurtling backwarss. "Once this minor inconvenience is dealt with we can finish this up" He scowled as he said that, then used another force upon her, trying to force her towards the approaching cargo ship. He turned his head towards the Makudan "Next time you build a super weapon, would you kindly add a kill switch in case if goes like this one?"

Ruin | Advanced NRP

Jourstead and... Somewhere

The Priest jumped from the stool and fell towards the floor of the cellar. He felt the whiplash snap his neck, hearing the sickening crunch, and then his final moments were looking towards the floor, paralysed as he slowly choked to death... And then he felt himself torn from his body, and felt a change in the air. He felt himself loose of his body, his spirit free. There was a deafening crash and he recoiled in shock as the walls of his basement were torn and the roof disintegrated, revealing Orfai's Void. His eyes widened in shock. He took a few tentative steps forwards, and saw a scrap of paper drift down from the void, as it passed he caught a glimpse of what it said

YOUCANNOTSAVEHIMYOUCANNOTSAVEHIMYOUCANNOTSAVEHIMYOUCANNOTSAVEHIMYOUCANNOTSAVEHIM

He slowly walked to the door of his cellar, and ever so slowly opened it. Beyond that he saw floating stones, the body of Helgi floating past in the void, ever dead eyes. He felt compelled to head towards the gaol he could see in the distance. Every impulse in his body taught him to fear it, everything taught him to flee... but for some reason he couldn't explain he proceeded forwards. He leaped into the air and grabbed onto the edge of the first chunk of floating road, barely catching it and using all the effort in his body to climb up it. The priest looked to the platform below, a huge stretch of street that he recognised as leading to the graveyard. It was at least seventy meters down. There was no way he could get down safely!
And yet... he felt compelled to jump
And so he did, stepping off the edge of the chunk of rock... he felt himself slowly floating down, as though he were a feather falling to the floor. He landed and slowly walked along the street... He saw something move to his left, and he turned to regard it, finding himself staring off into the void as a lamppost floated by... He turned and felt himself chilled to the bone. Passing on the street was a hearse, through the window he could see an open coffin and within was his own, lifeless body, staring up at the roof. Beside the horse drawn hearse marched a procession of mourners, all frozen in time as though a perfect picture.

He slowly stumbled away from it, shivering in fear before finally arriving at the edge. There was rowboat suspended in the air, leading from this platform up to the gaol. He carefully walked up it and to the gaol and peered at it.

What awaited him was another macabre picture. The guard screaming in torment as he held the bars, himself cowering in the corner of the cell and Rufus standing, screaming as chains grasped him and one snaked around his chest, as though to crush him. All frozen in time like a picture. He heard a voice behind him, and turned to see a thin man with wispy white hair, wearing a morticians black suit and with his hands clasped before him

"Ah, Father Peterson. Who would have ever thought the towns most devout and pious man would end his own life, or be frozen in fear when chains came to consume one of his flock? Or maybe it was not fear, maybe you did it because inside you knew Rufus deserved everything he got. A child molester and murderer, nobody in Jourstead will mourn his passing... but his sister, far away in Crofton. She will not believe a word of those evil deeds. And still, nobody knows the full story." Father Peterson merely watched him with a surprised and confused look on his face, and the mortician smiled "I am Prince Orfai, Rufus' soul was owed to me. Kharathorr has taken it, stolen, you could say. But that's just as well, I was going to give it to Evarast anyway. Still, I should take another soul in Rufus place, and I have chosen you." Father Peterson recoiled slightly in fear from the Prince of Ruin
"That... you can't do that!" He stammered as he backed away
"Oh but I can. If you would rather go to Kharathorr, or be judged by Evarasts bias then I will allow that. Your god is not coming to get you Father, your soul goes to the Princes now, and trust me when I say you do not want to see what the others would do to you. How does being a slave of Kharathorr forever sound? Eternal damnation from Evarast? Or maybe you would prefer Misyra and her Shattered Warrens? No? I didn't think so. Don't worry, your stay in Dremga will be pleasant. I even recreated your chapel for you, so that you will feel right at home... of course, I made a few changes to it. In time, I think you will come to appreciate Dremga..." Father Peterson felt someone softly touch his arm, and he turned to his left to see a young woman with flowing white hair and black eyes "Take him to Dremga, Sara... oh, and one more thing Father Peterson. Don't fret over Rufus' soul. After all, he's merely getting the punishment your religion would subscribe him to." Father Peterson opened his mouth to speak, but Orfai dissipated and he felt the gentle tug of the Void Walker. He turned and walked with her, and suddenly the void seemed to pass them by at an extremely fast rate, speeding across it so fast he couldn't even make out features around him.

They came to a small stone circle, carved into the floor was the Mark of Orfai and he felt the Void Walker release him. He floated to the edge and watched as she walked to the center of Orfai's mark. She came to a halt, raised her arms and began to speak in a soft voice, but the language she spoke in was a harsh one
"Unahzaal, hon or zul, heim fal mirad wah Dremga, dar kos fal zul do Sara" She said, and she took a few steps backwards as a portal opened, she glanced to him and gestured to the portal, and he took slow and careful steps towards it, before passing through

He found himself standing at the door way to his chapel, staring inside it. The former holy symbols had been replaced with the Mark of Orfai, and he frowned at the desecration. He turned and saw a village, it's people running around their daily business, and beyond that he could see stretching plains. One could be forgiven for mistaking it for the mortal world at first glance.

Sibbi in Crofton

Sibbi stared at the lights of Crofton in the distance, watching the stone carved city and plotting. He heard Orfai's voice from behind him again, and he turned to regard it
"Going to a party? Is that what you dreamed of on the streets? Wealth, beautiful women in the latest fashions, laughing and drinking fine red wine? But that's not what you're going for, is it? Lord Timothy Barker Jr, he's your mark, he told the Templars that your parents were heretics, he is the reason for their deaths, His parents host a party tonight, the finest families from the shattered west invited. What will you do with him, I wonder." Orfai said with a smile, and then folded his arms "You fascinate me, my little champion, go now and do what you will... but put on a good show, won't you?" Orfai dissipated with a grin, and Sibbi turned to the city.

He stood on the roof of a nearby building, looking in on the great manor house with guards surrounding it. Some of the most influential people from the Shattered West were here, and he needed to go right inside and avoid their body guards. In a puff of fire he vanished from the roof and reappeared just outside the servants quarters. He pushed it open and entered, peering around... empty, they must be at the party. He slowly walked inside and opened the servants access door into the manor house.
He could see into the party, dozens of noble men drinking and laughing... spreading rumours about each other, lying and flirting and spreading gossip. Sibbi walked into the halls of the party, not minding the strange looks the nobles gave him. It appeared they thought he was one of the servant boys however, and the guards left him alone for now.

He proceeded through the hallways until he reached the grand ballroom and entered it. Through the center lay a huge table, with enough food to feed a town lain out across the table. Wines, roasted pigs... almost anything you could dream of. Around him he could hear all their talking, all their gossip. He began to speak, demanding that the Barker family be brought forwards, but no one paid him any mind, even when he yelled.

In a fit of rage he raised his hand and sent a wave of fire to the table. The foods flew from the table under the force, the glass melted and the table cloth caught fire. He ran forwards and jumped onto it. All the eyes in the room turned towards it and the nobles backed away in shock and fear
"Bring me Lord Barker!" He yelled, his demands booming through the halls, flames forming around him, a fiery blade forming in his hands and a flaming whip in the other. The nobles stopped for a moment, before they all began to scream and run, bashing into each other as they tried to flee through the door way. Sibbi cracked his whip, and it wrapped around the decorative gargoyle that hung far above the only entrance to the grand hall. With a pull he brought the gargoyle crashing down. It crushed a group of nobles as it landed and blocked the doorway. The others screamed and turned in fear towards Sibbi. The two guards who had been stationed in the room darted forwards and approached, but Sibbi sent out a yell and two fire Atronachs formed in the room. One tossed fireballs towards a guard, one of which caught him directly on the side of the head. He fell to the floor, screaming as he clutched at his burnt and now scared face. The other Fire Atronach grabbed the other guard and the guard screamed, trying to pull away as the Fire Atronach burnt through his uniform and scorched his chest.

And all the while, Orfai watched in fascination towards Sibbi's actions from within the shifting spires, looking on as the boy sicced the atronachs on the remaining nobles in the hall and began to search for his target, who had fled to his room. Orfai smiled...

Lord Timothy Barker Jr had fled to his room and locked himself in, quaking in fear as he heard Sibbi going through the mansion, butchering the guards and nobles at will and without effort. "Child from hell" he spat as he tried the windows, but he was too far up to make it down safely... then he heard a voice from behind him, and quickly turned to see a swirling void having formed in the room, speaking in a booming voice

"Here you are, Timothy Barker, in the high walls of your former stronghold, hiding from a small boy you once wronged. But you don't want to be incinerated within your home because of one small mistake, do you?"
"What kind of a question is that?!" Barker spat back to Orfai
"I can save you from Sibbi. If you give me the souls of all the ancestors from your great lineage... I would decide quickly, I can hear the boys footsteps approaching." The void said, and Barker considered for a few moments, and then heard a scream from just outside his door, and then a body thump against it. He turned back and spoke quickly
"Very well, now get me out of here."
"Ah... I can always rely on the selfishness of men" Orfai said, and then Barker felt himself falling through the world and the void...

He stirred and looked around the dungeon he had ended up in, stirring in fear... he tugged against his chains, and looked around... to find himself staring into the Mask of one of the Templars of the Order of the Aether.
"We found you with a contract, heretic. You thought you could make a deal with Orfai and evade us?"
"What? What is this! I demand..."
"You do not get to make demands of us, Heretic. Your deals with Orfai shall be your undoing" The Templar spat, cutting him off ashe drew his sword
"What? No! Damn you Orfai! You cheated me!" He yelled into the shadows and then looked to the Templar, begging "No. please, I didn't mean for this! I just wanted to..." He began, but was silenced as the Templar drove his sword from his throat, and Barker heard his final words
"Heretics shall find no mercy, in this world or the next"