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ARKHEUS - Sci-Fi, Magic, Monsters.

@Keksalot Stick your fingers into whateve- I MEAN. Ask all the questions you want. TOGETHER WE WILL CHANGE THIS WORLD.

As I do my best to brutally murder all of you.

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@Unfortunately :P haha just sayin

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The Unpopular Opinions Thread.

My unpopular opinion:

Being a lesbian myself- I think pride parades are pretty, for lack of better words, dumb. I mean, I get it. It's hard to be gay, lesbian, sexually attracted to butterflies, people can be assholes.

"But, they're marches to celebrate LGBT culture, pride, and legal rights like same sex marriage!"

Great. That's nice. What you're really doing is saying "I'M GAY FUCK YOU." It's like, ratting out your high school bully and doing a victory dance in front of him/her. Yea, bullying ain't cool, but by doing that you just enforce retaliation.

This goes for all pride and "power" parades. It's unnecessary. Bad shit has happened to me, you don't see me going around throwing parties about it and asking for a holiday. LGBT rights are important, but rallying all of us queers out and baking our rainbow cookies don't accomplish anything. Why do you have to specifically celebrate a specific culture.

Throw a parade. Celebrate the Chinese new year, celebrate the unification of everybody.

I mean, think about it. How many white power parades do you see? How many "Yay I'm straight" parades? It's like a Facebook social war except you're probably going to get hit by a rock.

Also, hummus is disgusting.

Music Appreciation Thread

@Heat

Felt a tad.. chaotic betwenn melodies and giving myself brain damage. 8/10 Would listen to it again.

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Alright-- I'm not really in advocacy of homosexuality

@Unfortunately

Why are you in a LGBT++ thread then? XD

ARKHEUS - Sci-Fi, Magic, Monsters.

@Keksalot You absolutely can be the narcissistic loose cannon director with grandiose delusions about his magical talent and who constantly reaches above his station.

All trolling aside, you can be whatever you want. But as I stated above magic is relatively new, so it won't exactly be the most awesome thing ever (but still pretty damn good!)
Students don't have a choice, so yes, you can have "fervent" and "devote" pupils who devote their lives to science and your teachings because they totally want to. Good luck keeping them all alive :D
Achieve greatness beyond it's walls you say? Hmmm... it won't be easy. It will be a long an arduous journey. Filled with human sacrifice and danger. You want to know what's outside the walls? YOU CAN'T HANDLE WHAT'S OUTSIDE THE WALLS.

Hell from the looks of things, nobody can handle what's inside the walls.

ARKHEUS - Sci-Fi, Magic, Monsters.

@Firecracker_

It's back.

ARKHEUS - Sci-Fi, Magic, Monsters.

Open your Holomap

Prelude___

^{Arkheus Criminal Rehabilitiation Center}
The room is dark, the figure within can see nothing but a screen before him filled with white static, the noise buzzes and washes through his ears endlessly. A metal device is clamped over his head, his arms are strapped into a chair. How long has it been? He don't know. 'So tired', he thinks to himself. His head nods down towards his chest, exhaustion sweeps through him. An electric jolt snaps his head back up, keeping him awake, how long has it been? A green light just below the screen flicks on. "Please, no, not again," he pleads.

The year is 3198 and the Ark is all anybody has ever known. Ten generations of families have lived within its steel walls. Arkheus is a perfectly oiled machine. Everybody does their part to provide for the whole, even the criminals, the mentally ill, and the destitute. You are here because you've forgotten our core value; Unity. Together we must survive, or perish. There is no escape, no second chances, no record of our previous existence. The Ark is our home, we are the Ark, the Ark is us. There are no seconds chances. We must operate together, the farms, the machines, we must provide for each other. We must exist. So much has been lost, do you not want to rebuild? Do you not want to live? There is no outside world, exploration through the Exodus hatch has reaped no benefits. Nobody ever survives, nobody comes back, nothing penetrates the blackness outside. We are all that's left. We are the last to stand testament to the survival of mankind.

"Are you ready to tell us where he is Phret?" A voice asked. The man in the chair whimpered as a cloud of acrid blue smoke filled his nostrils. It stung. A figure moved before him, silhouetted by the screen behind him that was flipping through hundreds of images, rapidly. The orange glow of a cigar floated through the air as another cloud washed over him. This time, the imprisoned man coughed as he breathed it in. A second later his screams split the air, drowning out the drowning out the voice on the screen as the video looped back to the beginning. Tears streamed down the prisoner's dirty face as another wound was inflicted to his body, the smell of burned flesh filled his senses. The shadowed figure before him stood up, "Turn the chair on," The tall shadow called out as he walked back towards the door, "Maybe his daughter has something to say." The man laughed, "If her mouth's not full."

"NO! PLEASE!" Phret cried. The other man paused only briefly, waiting for his victim to speak. He didn't, instead he just sobbed. The door closed with a hollow bang.

The year is 3198 and the Ark is all anybody has ever known. Ten generations of...

Phret tensed, waiting for the electricity to come back, to keep him awake. To keep him aware, and in pain. But it didn't come. Beneath the droning of the video he thought he could hear a hollow boom, or was he hallucinating again? Was he even alive? The room shook violently, throwing the screen across the room where it shattered into hundreds of glowing little shards of light. The man blinked, staring at the wreckage as the ground shook again. Was he hallucinating? Something metallic echoed down the hall, it was loud. It sounded as if it were pummeling a pattern into the floor, and it was drawing closer. This time the explosion felt as if it were directly ontop of him. The screech of twisting metal was deafened by the shock of the blast. Heat washed over him as his chair shook violently, before launching across the room. He smashed into the wall, head first, and went sprawling to the floor. Bits and pieces of the chair rained down on his back, which was barely covered by the singed tatters of clothes.

He stood on shakey legs, blackened and burned rags hung loosely from his limbs as he stumbled towards the light spilling through the twisted doorway. His foot hit something, causing him to cry out in pain as the object skittered across the floor. It stopped in the light. He took a closer look, it was a hand. A metal hand.

The hallway was a mess. It looked as if it had once been the typical white, sterilized corridor you saw in medical facilities. Now it was littered with blackened burn marks, pieces of bodies both flesh and metallic, and large swathes of blood. He stumbled further down as the chaos raged around him. Her could hear it clearly now. The screams, the explosions, the gunfire. But his exhausted body trudged on. He came across an intersecting hallway, but that's not why he stopped.

A writhing, pulsing mass wrapped around a corner before him. A multitude of lights blinked in and out, something within it whirred to life. There was a body embedded in the mess of technology. Hoses seemed to run from his body, up the wall, and into the light fixture. He could see the power running down the appendages and into the main assembly below. The man inside the machinery let out a ragged sob, "Please.. it.. won't.. let.. me.. die.."

Phret cried out, turning down a hall and running from the horror, well, he shambled at a good pace. "Ema?!" He called out, the name of his daughter. They were both part of a rebel coalition, devoted to spreading the truth. To seeing through the lies of their government, but things had gone wrong. He cringed, imaging all the horrible, perverse things that could have happened to her. He was lost in thought when pain exploded in his face and he quite literally flew into a wall. The world went black for a second, before coming back. He tried to find his attacked but his vision was blurred. He shook his head slightly, attempting to stand, but there was a pressure on his chest.

He gasped and let out a pitiful cry as the pressure became a pain that pierced his body. Blood gushed out of his wound, coating a metal spike attatched to.. He looked up. A metal.. thing was crouched on the ceiling, a long flexible arm curved from its body and into his chest. What must have been it's face let out a metallic screech. Tiny little metal mandibles snapped at him, inches from his face. As he looked closer he noticed bits of.. human, mixed with the machine. It had half a face, the other was all lights and eletronics, and had arms with hands of flesh and bone. "What.. the.." his words cut off as the pain in his chest erupted into an acidic fire that spread through his body. He shook violently as a seizure gripped him. He blacked out.

It was hours later when he awoke again. The pain in his chest was still there, but it was hollow, distant, buried beneath a mountain of pressure pressing down on most of his body. He blinked and tried to rub his eyes, but his arms wouldn't move, and he could just barely inch his leg around. "Oh god," he breathed, looking down at himself. A haphazard pile of machinery was piled over him, he could actually see the tube running into his lungs, forcing him to breath. He gasped as something writhed against him, snaking deeper into his body. The tube wriggled and churned as lights lit up along it's length. It pumped him full of.. something, briefly, before stopping. It wasn't uncomfortable, he felt... full. Oh god, it was keeping him alive.

Premise___

Arkheus is a world with modern themes, and generous dashes of futuristic tech. The city itself is like the largest nuclear bunker in existence. It houses billions of people, and has only one exit. The Exodus Hatch, but nobody has ever returned after leaving. The whole ordeal of the exodus hatch is kind of a cultural celebration, expeditions only happen every so often, but with increasing frequency within the last few years. Arkheus is divided up into sectors, which special in manufacturing, agricultural, resource acquisition, and so forth. Detailed descriptions of the sectors, along with brief city stats will be availiable later on. Everybody will start in the Core, the slums of Arkheus. Packed shoulder to shoulder, wall to wall, ass to mouth. Anyways, it's crowed, dirty, and cramped. Explanations of the different parts of the slums will be among the first things you'll need to know, so I'll get on that later.

This is an objective survival experience, but with free roleplay and decision capability. You can be, and do, whatever you want, basically. Within reasonable possibilities of course. The ultimate goal is to survive, and defeat your enemies. Establish dominance. How you do this, is up to you. I will list the known objectives below.

Now, Magic. At this point you might be thinking something like, "Oh, tiny nanites that convert the body's natural bioelectric energy into awesome powers like fire and lightning!" Nah. It's innate. Some people have it, some people don't, not everybody can learn it. But with laser rifles and plasma flame throwers, motion trackers, infrared, railguns, etc the playing field is hardly uneven. Now, magic is tied to life force so over exertion = death. Pretty cut and dry there. The more magic used the more strain put on the body. Now, magic is a fairly new and recent discovering, from years of Genome research, the ability has been dug up from the smallest fragments of genetic code. Meaning knowledge and skill with magic are going to start low and build up over time.

This is a survival experience. Your enemies are vast, and numerable, ever changing, ever adapting.

Objectives___

Victory Conditions

• The systematic destruction of your enemies.

Defeat Conditions

• Total unsettled population is less than 10,000
• Total settled population is less than 1,000

There are several victory and defeat conditions that remain to be discovered.

Also if you join everybody gets a free hug, but if you touch my butt I'll have to cut you.

Rules___

• Applicants understand that because of violence, gore, suggestive themes, drugs, alcohol, taboo, and etc. you must be 18+.
• Otherwise you should really know how to act. If these rules are unclear please ask and I will get you a more detailed outline.

Not exactly a rule but player input is always appreciated. Ideas are always considered, but please be understanding if I can't give you something you want, I typically have a reasonable explanation as to why.

F.A.Q

What's the games tech level?
Here is a listing from when I tried to start this the last time. I'll probably keep all of these but there's an exepectation

Gadgets and Enhancements

Gadgets and Enhancements

Phenix Wrist Watch

Brought to you by the Phenix Mega Corporation, the Phenix Wrist Watch is an innovative leader among day-to-day technology. Housing everything a citizen could possibly need, including a Phenix Database Download Center for those extra programs that don't come standard. Using the Phenix Wireless Towers, it's possible to communicate and video link with anyone station wide. Additionally it is the leader in GPS technology, rendering a real time 3 dimensional map to navigate you anywhere you could need to go; including the shortest routes based on your access level, what areas are locked down by Enforcer's, and a danger overlay based on constantly updated crime reports. Plan and manage your life with the Phenix Wirst Watch.

The military version comes with added security options with the benefit of total camouflage among the normal population should the need arise. With functionalities like wireless shutting down sections, or with the right privileges, entire sectors, the Military Grade Wirst Watch is a must for Enforcer's and above. Other functions include real time face scanning, bio-signature thermal tracking, and an array of additional programs available from the Phenix Secure Database Download Center.

Hermes Rail Riders

Hermes Inc. make their rise focusing on transportation, from mag-cars to everyday boots. The Hermes Rail Riders are top of the line and are essential for the working class runners. Upon activation a gradual lift off pulls the user up onto the mag pylon rails and allows them to travel up to forty miles per hour. These boots do support use upon the larger train rails, so watch for trains and traffic. You've been warned, and remember to lean into the wind runners!

Exo Bionic Replacement v1.0

Prosthetic have come a long way, and with some of the more dangerous jobs out there there is a pretty solid market for them. The Bionic Replacement 1.0 series are more affordable alternatives to living with amputation, or perhaps a failing organ. They're a little jerky, and won't fool anybody, but it works. The Exo Corp. can replace anything your body is missing, provided you don't mind a few errors here and there and maybe the need to realign the matrix system.

Exo Bionic Replacement v2.0

Much like it's earlier cousin, the Bionic Replacement 2.0 has the same functionalities but is much higher in cost. Aesthetically, you wouldn't even know your respective limb or organ was gone, and functionality is near as perfect as it can get with only the need for slight tuning every so often, due to the intricacies of nerves and all that. These replacements also come with silicon flesh coverings, using 27 algorithms to match the user's natural color, and have a real, flesh like quality. It can even hold ink for those with more artistic tastes. For the working man, small gadgets can be laced in the fingers or the arm: Some models include an array of small tools in the fingers, and one with a fold out baton for law enforcement officials.

Ballistic weapons are obsolete. Bolter weapons are the new rage and use core crystals to fire hardened plasma shots. These disintegrate after impact, leaving no metal in the victim, but have all the ability to punch a hole in somebody like a bullet. Lasers also exist, as utility too (ie: laser pen). Plasma has replaced old-age flame weapons. Plasma fire sticks to its target.

Some Weaponry

Basic Weaponry

CS Mark IV

Class: Civilian
Rounds: 10
Impact: Low
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Semi-Auto, Full-Auto
R.O.F: Fast
Crystal: Red

XIII Vigilante

Class: Civilian
Rounds: 5
Impact: Medium
Shot: High Spread Burst
Mode: Pump-Action
R.O.F: Slow
Crystal: Red

Peace Master XL

Class: Civilian
Rounds: 6
Impact: High
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Thumb-Hammer
R.O.F: Slow
Crystal: Red

Assault Weaponry

HSF Cobra

Class: Military
Rounds: 12
Impact: Medium
Shot: Bolt, Stun Bolt
Mode: Semi-Auto
R.O.F: Fast
Crystal: Red

ASX Ionizer

Class: Military
Rounds: 8
Impact: High
Shot: Low Spread Burst, Single Slug
Mode: Pump-Action
R.O.F: Slow
Crystal: Red

Mark IV Defender

Class: Military
Rounds: 40
Impact: Low
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Semi-Auto, Full-Auto
R.O.F: Very Fast
Crystal: Red

Heavy Weaponry

H08 Autocannon

Class: Military
Rounds: 150
Impact: Medium
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Full-Auto
R.O.F: Very Fast
Crystal: Red

A7X Annihilator

Class: Military
Rounds: 400
Impact: High
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Full-Auto
R.O.F: Extremely Fast
Crystal: Red

HSF Sunderer

Class: Military
Rounds: 4
Impact: Extremely High
Shot: Volatile Bolt-Missle
Mode: Single
R.O.F: Very Slow
Crystal: Red

Advanced Weaponry

U1 Longbow

Class: Military
Rounds: 10
Impact: Very High
Shot: Bolt
Mode: Semi-Auto
R.O.F: Slow
Crystal: Red

MXI Resonance 2.0

Class: Military
Rounds: 25 Gallons, 50 seconds.
Impact: None
Shot: Plasmatic-Flame
Mode: Spray
R.O.F: Fast
Crystal: Red

The "roads" on the map you see are Industrial Mag-rails, which is basically a system of pylons that basically create a magnetic light bridge. The big Mag-rails are called Highways, just like a road would be, there are no government maintained ground rounds between sectors. Though ground level roads do exist, they are mostly trails beaten into the landscape. Smaller rails are not mapped and are as commonplace as a sidewalk. The "Rail Riders" tech allows a person on foot to traverse the rails, there are no ladders to climb no stairs or ramps to ascend. Simply turning on the magnetic catapult lifts the vehicle, or the person with the rail riders, up towards the rail. Once locked on they'll accelerate forward. If the magnets are active you cannot fall off the rail, but you can ride on top, or upside down on the underbelly of the railways. (Just don't hit a pylon). Trains always travel on top of the rails, they will decimate anything they hit and barely tremble.

Each wall has an upper gate, for rail riders, and a small gate, for those of you who are walking or have shitty non-rail vehicles.

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