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He has no friends, but he gets a lot of mail. I'll bet he spent a little time in jail.
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Love the Lancer art, but that raises another question.

Scale is 7-12 meters, according to the auxiliary thread with additional info, and most(but not necessarily all) are humanoid. But what kind of style are they?


Okay, that's more or less the same scale as Lancer, so an Atlas (or maybe a Caliban) at 1/2 size fits. But I'll wait on the GM's word for that.
@OwO OK cool. What's the scale of the mechas we're working with? Would piloting something like an Atlas be unfeasible?


Can I play a newtype lol


Far enough to be clear of the frenzied ships in its orbit, the Vengeful Spirit hung in a distant orbit from Coruscant like a grim spectre, waiting. The unyielding titan surveyed the goings-on below it, the frantic traffic of supply freighters, transports, and battle fleets. From his command throne on the Vengeful Spirit's bridge, Horus Lupercal watched the motion with agitation. Dozens of auspex readouts and holographic projections danced in front of him in glowing green and blue lumens, and he watched all of them attentively, not missing a single detail. Every detail worried him. This was a planet in chaos, and there was no one left holding its reigns. Horus made up his mind in such little time that it could not have even been called "immediate," it was instinctive. If no one was willing to step up and grab hold of this situation, he would.

Horus stood from his throne, and dozens of eyes from around the cathedral-like bridge snapped to look at him, awaiting his commands. Green-and-black armored Legionnaires at his sides snapped to full attention, but likewise would not move without his word. Horus himself was unarmored for the present moment, instead dressed like a warrior-king of ancient Terra, arrayed in furs and leathers, a mail shirt and a heavy, crimson cloak. The hundred-pound pelt of a coal-black Fenrisian thunderwolf was thrown over his shoulder as a trophy, its yellow glass eyes staring out furiously. It had replaced the snow-white Cthonian direwolf pelt that had previously sat there when his Legion had changed its name and its heraldry. Even out of the Serpent's Scales, Horus was a giant, and towered above even his power-armored Astartes guards.

"Open every wide-range vox channel we have." He commanded a nearby attendant. "Here is our message: 'This is Vengeful Spirit requesting a secure communications link with headquarters command.'" He sighed, a noise like the rumble of an earthquake. "We need to get our arms around this, quickly. This world may already be doomed."
What kind of intel are we hooked up with initially? Are we in communication already? If Horus wanted to ring up Palpatine, could he get him on speed dial like "Yo, Sheevy, baby?"

Also I guess I will indeed now get around to ginning up the Enterprise.
@Zyx Q complicating things was basically my point, I was going to have him try to play kingmaker with the ship captains, and cause other sorts of mischief.
@Sep I was thinking it would have been a matter of interest more than anything else; another ascended being crosses into his universe and abducts his favorite captain. But if it's too much then so be it.
This is probably a stupid idea but I'll throw it out there anyway: assuming I put up the Enterprise, what if they had a stowaway? That is, the entity known as Q having hitched a ride to this universe, and planning to screw with the others for his own amusement.
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