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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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While I don't particularly care about the flattery, I am glad to see that intimidation gets results. I didn't even have to break anything.
Ba'al looked about, his group swelling as they moved along towards the cluster of buildings. The comment of the strange man and his mention of an 'Elder Dragon' piqued his interest to say the least. "Content? Hardly, " he replied with a self deprecating smirk. "There are more than a few System Lords who would love to overthrow me if they thought they could succeed. Fortunately for me, I have the experience to balance forces and keep my position."
Soon they approached the hotel, bluish grey with golden light leaking from the windows. He watched on, allowing the strange man to demonstrate some of his ability by opening the door for them, with a power that sent his skin tingling, but he followed regardless into the lobby.
"An old Earth design, " he said, musing as he walked. "Made by humans. I would say circa the early 20th century. The real question is how it ended up here."
Soon they approached the hotel, bluish grey with golden light leaking from the windows. He watched on, allowing the strange man to demonstrate some of his ability by opening the door for them, with a power that sent his skin tingling, but he followed regardless into the lobby.
"An old Earth design, " he said, musing as he walked. "Made by humans. I would say circa the early 20th century. The real question is how it ended up here."
Well, fully on my trip now, so if I post it won't be very long. Otherwise, just assume Ba'al is being silent and calculating until I do post.
The Earth Defense Forces, as per the Earth Federation Charter, support freedom of religion. Worshipping Origin is fine, so long as it's your choice to do so. Forced conversion is not cool, and is probably where we'll have an issue.
Come on man, you've come too far to just quit now. I mean, there are only 4 worlds left total, and we each only have to go to 3 of them. Besides, I have major upcoming character stuff that you don't wanna miss. So stick with it and see it through to the end.
I think I'll let TheWindel do NPC responses for the poor motel attendant.
Alex moved quickly, power walking along as he followed the path of Cole through the city and, disturbing, towards the Capital. The sight of the oncoming Justicar, engrossed in his work and with an escort, was enough to send all but the foolhardy scurrying out of the way, lest they meet and draw undue attention on themselves. Even if they had committed no crime, no one particularly wanted to attract the attention of the Ultimatum, unless it was positively oriented. Certainly not the attention of a Justicar busy at work.
But he paid no regard to them, fully engrossed in his mission. He was going to find this man, and he could tell the trail was closing. The point he was at in the recording was a mere five or so minutes ago....
His thought process was interrupted by the sound of explosions, drawing his attention away from his holopad to the disturbance, where fire faded and plums of ash and dust drifted into the sky as frames of buildings shuddered and collapsed.
"Carton," he growled to himself, the culprit obvious. As if to confirm that, the camera replay showed him entering the construction site.Well, not much to be done about that now. As security personnel responded, his full attention was on the chase. Just another crime to add to the list.
A quick tap on his holopad brought him into contact with the security officer on scene. "Lieutenant, this is Justicar Alex Sinclair. I have reason to believe that this bombing was the work of a known terrorist and fugitive of the law. I need you to lock down this entire block. No one gets out. Am I understood?"
"Yes sir," came the quick response.
"Good," Alex replied, cutting off the call. He fast forwarded, reasoning that if Cole had gone in, he had to come out, and so he did. But if he missed his guess, he was still in the area. "I want a sweep done, building by building, until the entire block has been done. If he's here, we'll find him," he ordered with a sweep of his arm, before moving for the motel closest to the bombing site as a matter of procedure.
He entered in a quick stride, bringing overwhelming authority to bear as he presented his credentials to the man behind the desk. "I am Justicar Alex Sinclair, on official Ultimatum business, Have you seen this man recently," he asked, displaying the holopad with the image of Carton and his name. "Remember that if you lie, and I find out, then there will be dire consequences for you. Obstruction of justice and harboring a wanted fugitive are hardly charges to be taken lightly," he added. It seemed the search was on.
But he paid no regard to them, fully engrossed in his mission. He was going to find this man, and he could tell the trail was closing. The point he was at in the recording was a mere five or so minutes ago....
His thought process was interrupted by the sound of explosions, drawing his attention away from his holopad to the disturbance, where fire faded and plums of ash and dust drifted into the sky as frames of buildings shuddered and collapsed.
"Carton," he growled to himself, the culprit obvious. As if to confirm that, the camera replay showed him entering the construction site.Well, not much to be done about that now. As security personnel responded, his full attention was on the chase. Just another crime to add to the list.
A quick tap on his holopad brought him into contact with the security officer on scene. "Lieutenant, this is Justicar Alex Sinclair. I have reason to believe that this bombing was the work of a known terrorist and fugitive of the law. I need you to lock down this entire block. No one gets out. Am I understood?"
"Yes sir," came the quick response.
"Good," Alex replied, cutting off the call. He fast forwarded, reasoning that if Cole had gone in, he had to come out, and so he did. But if he missed his guess, he was still in the area. "I want a sweep done, building by building, until the entire block has been done. If he's here, we'll find him," he ordered with a sweep of his arm, before moving for the motel closest to the bombing site as a matter of procedure.
He entered in a quick stride, bringing overwhelming authority to bear as he presented his credentials to the man behind the desk. "I am Justicar Alex Sinclair, on official Ultimatum business, Have you seen this man recently," he asked, displaying the holopad with the image of Carton and his name. "Remember that if you lie, and I find out, then there will be dire consequences for you. Obstruction of justice and harboring a wanted fugitive are hardly charges to be taken lightly," he added. It seemed the search was on.
Only from specific locations, which does limit the effectiveness a bit. At least, as far as I'm aware.
And soon we shall see why the Andromeda is superior to all your ships. Why? Automated walkways for moving through the ship, losers. :p
Yes, the Andromeda does not approve of cyberwarfare, because many of it's systems are more heavily automated than those of the Yamato, so a cyber attack (not to mention ion weapons), could pretty well cripple the ship.
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