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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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For a moment there was nothing to Genevieve, just the foul taste of the...thing, on her tongue. She didn't know how this would save her, or if she had merely been tricked before her life would be drawn to an abrupt and brutally violent end. This was not how she had imagined things going, had always imagined things going in her sleep surrounded by her loved ones, not this twisted place.

"Krrt!" Then it hit her, swelling inside as a nauseating sensation inside her stomach, causing her to grit her teeth and double over. Her arms wrapped around her stomach at the same time, a grimace painted across her features. What, what was this? She couldn't pay attention to anyone else with her, not when she was being subjected to these strange feelings. There was only cause, and shew could only wonder what that disgusting meat was doing.

The fire hit her like a sack of bricks, Genevieve practically collapsing as tears dripped from her eyes. Her muscles felt like they were on fire, burning and ripping under the strain. Every moment was agony, a pain unlike any that she had experienced before. "Gaaahhh!" The cry tore free of its own volition, a pale expression of the sheer agony that she was in. Rather than being doubled over she merely crumpled to the ground, body heaving and shuddering without an end in sight.

'Mother, father, I'm sorry,' she whispered in her head, a silent plea to the painful oblivion that surrounded her. She didn't know why she was here, in this purgatory and hell. She had done what she was told, been respectful and dutiful to her parents. Her life had been focused on the eventual place that she would take in the business. Was this the punishment she had earned for wondering if there was more in life?

Then she felt it, another strange feeling welling up inside it. It was....weird, heady, almost enough to make her giddy with delight as the empty void left by the fire was filled once more. It made her feel different, yet she didn't know what that was. But she was feeling things that were different, not normal.

At last Genevieve was able to stagger back to her feet, her face split into a feral grin. She felt strong, powerful, better, like she could take on an entire army and win. Some part of her know that something was wrong, that she was being irrational, but she didn't care at all. From the sheer terror of being here, now she felt better than she had ever been. It was amazing!

Her gaze swept the area, sliding over the strange beings as she grinned. Where once there had been mind numbing fear now there was a bestial eagerness. She wanted to attack, to rip them to shreds and show them how she had felt. They seemed to recognize that and fled, lest Genevieve do unto them what they had done unto her. Good, they had better run.

With the shades fled, she naturally gravitated to the others with her, who seemed much like she was now. Even the injured girls had been healed. She didn't know how, she just knew. And that worried her, earning a growl as she took a step back. Her hands clenched, ready to attack or defend herself if need be. She was ready to face it, whatever happened next. That much she knew for certain.
Ba'al and Teal'c, Ha'tak, Over the continental USA, Arcadia-1

The conversation with Nova had gone relatively well, as far as Ba'al was concerned. Of course he appeared to be in a position of inferiority, but he had gotten a good read on the mans personality. That would help when he was planning, so that he could come up with a scheme to deal with him when the time came. For now Ba'al would play along, but he would not be in this position forever. that much he was sure of.

But once it had ended he hadn't returned home immediately. Instead he had ordered them off on a different course, heading off in America. He had his plans in place, and he wasn't yet ready to simply return home and make what preparations were needed to expand and conquer, whether it be this universe or another one.

Instead, he had set a course for the Alliance of Conquerors, his fleet still following and putting on quite the show of force as he made his way towards where they had reportedly set up shop. Nova did not dictate to Ba'al, and if Ba'al wished to talk to one of the other factions on this world then so be it. If Nova had a problem, he could destroy the Goa'uld fleet as he wished. But for now, nothing would stop the Supreme Commander.

From his seat, he nodded to Teal'c. "Hail the Alliance and let them know that we're coming, and that I would like to chat. I'd hate to cause a battle on accident."

"Yes Lord Ba'al," Teal'c replied, turning to the radio and doing just that. Well, they would see how the Alliance reacted to the offer, and the incoming fleet that accompanied it.



Saten Ruiko, Conablum Labs

With a wave back to Nova and a spring in her step, Ruiko would enter the portal along with the rest of her entourage. She had the crystal on hand, and she had mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do. She had never played diplomat before, and it would be an interesting experience to be sure. At least she had had the chance to practice with her powers, so she could defend herself if need be.

"Alright, let's go," she said to her companions with a grin, and Banha led the way as he moved through the portal. She did likewise, fighting through the strange feelings that accompanied the transport, before they found themselves in front of the labs. That had been odd, but bearable. Now it was time to do the job that they had come here to do.

She looked around as she stepped forward, confident in herself and the guys with her. "So, I guess this is the part where we knock and see who answers," she noted aloud as she advanced towards the facility, looking the gate over for a way to get past. Time to do this.



Ahsoka Tano, Eastgate City, Arcadia-2

Ahsoka sighed to herself as she explored, a hand resting near her hip as her gaze scanned the city. She was currently exploring the city, learning more about it and seeking some place that she could attain more information on this world, among other things.

The group had finally gotten the chance to settle down and relax and bit from their flight, and now that they had they could turn to important things. To Ahsoka, that meant figuring out how she had gotten here, how to get home, and how she might find Assaj again. She was sure that her companion was handling herself, to be fair, but the isolation was annoying. They worked much better as a pair.

Nothing to be seen for the moment, she turned a corner and headed down another street. Sooner or later she would find something interesting, and then they could start getting places.
@Flamelord is ba'al going to come with Banha, Absolis, and Ruiko?


Nah, Ba'al is going to go do his own thing. Perhaps pay a visit to the Alliance of Conquerors. Just out of courtesy as neighbors, of course.
And a bump for things.
Dugtrio did all that he could and all that he knew how to do. Specifically, digging. He went back and forth as directed, carving out tunnels and canals in order to channel the lava away just as he was told to do. Even as it rose and became all the more damaging and flowing, he continued on. It was what his trainer would expect of him, and he couldn't let their new home get destroyed by lava.

"Dug, dug!" So he plowed along, doing his best to create channels and canals, to funnel it away, even if it was a losing effort in the process. That was before he saw what happened with Terra, earning a cry of alarm from the Pokemon as she was nearly consumed, only to be saved at the last second, before that salvation knocked her unconscious.

He worked quick, cutting off the flow of lava that he was working on before tunneling over to her. "Dugtrio," he called, popping out of the ground as he presented the tunnel, widening it as best he could before diving beneath once more. He would lead Beck to the city if the Vibrava was willing to follow, and if not he would simply return to what he had been doing. He had made the offer, and whether it was taken advantage of was not up to him.



"Ah hell," Kevin groaned to himself as he witnessed the chaos and the devastation, the rocks that came slamming down and the people running in panic. He had done his job, but it had all descended into chaos when this place started going up. There was even property being destroyed! So much for moving here, it seemed. "I just have the worst luck."

Still, it was obvious that someone had to do something, and the police weren't being very effective at that. He was loathe to stand out, but he couldn't just stand by and let people get trampled and killed, now could he? It wouldn't exactly help that resolve to start a new life that he had set for himself, now would it?

So he marshaled his will and courage. "Alright, everyone calm down and proceed in an orderly fashion that way!" He gestured away from the volcanic eruption even as he elevated himself. "If anyone has ground or fire type pokemon, send them to go help with the lava. IF you have flying or psychic types, we need them to take care of the rocks. Lets go!" Whether they listened though, that was another story.
Sorry. I didn't expect it to get to destroying the city levels like that so quickly. I appear to have miscalculated.
Genevieve stumbled along, hauling the girl that she had picked up as she moved forward. "Thank you," she said with a respectful nod of her head to the other girl who moved to assist her, supporting the other side of the injured girl as they moved along. In a situation like this speed was of the essence, and anything that got them further away from the ongoing fight and those strange things would be for the best. At the moment, that was all she could focus on.

She had to focus, one step at a time as her breath rushed out in deep panting. She could feel the girl fading, as her feet dragged and she seemed to weigh heavier, yet the Frenchman could only carry on. Even now it seemed more and more like a dream, only for the burden that she was carrying to serve as a sobering reminder, beyond the environment that surrounded them.

"This can't be happening," she muttered to herself, focusing lest the panic overwhelmed her. "This can't be real. There's no way." Yet those words held no comfort, and she could recognize how empty they were. This was far, far too real. "What kind of twisted place is this?"

Then there was no more time to talk, as those shadows returned with a vengeance. "Watch out!" Genevieve cried out as they struck, but it was too late as one of the other girls was injured, just like the one she was carrying. Her body trembled as she came to a halt, eyes wide at the horrifying display, far too much for the young heiress. It was all she could do to notice as one of the shades hit the ground nearby.

She was unprepared as the voice rang in her head, directing her and telling her what to do. "O-Okay," she said hesitantly, falling back once more on obedience to authority to cope with the trauma of what was happening. She would lead the unnamed girl that she was supporting over to it before dropping to her knees, eyeing the mangled body even as the other injured girl began to eat it. She gave it a disgusted look, hardly thrilled by the proposition of eating the creature. What was it anyway? How could they know that it was face? The lack of information was torture, especially to her.

Genevieve gulped, marshaling her will as she reached down, applying all her strength to rip a bit of the beast off. She examined it for a moment before bracing herself, opening wide and taking the plunge. It tasted disgusting as it hit her tongue, nonetheless she chewed, trying to get it over with as rapidly as possible. Whatever this was supposed to do, she hoped that it worked. Otherwise, she wouldn't be long for this world. Not at this rate.
@Flamelord
Unfortunately, the Goa'uld have somehow managed to be the least friendly to outsiders out of all the factions in play. And that's including the Conquerors. Although I might throw in a char that could join the Goa'Uld.


I'm not even sure how. It's not like I've done, well, much of anything when I've been a solo act. Is it the megalomaniacal belief in godhood, or the lack of a clear ideological basis?
Still game for it.
The Goa'uld are obviously superior to the Dark Outliners. Someone should join them.
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