Flamelord

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

>Thinks the Goa'uld are egotistical (Not an unfounded assertion)
>Claims he can wipe them out with barely any effort.

Truly, irony is lost on Drago :V

The War of the Three

I posted last, so don't look at me for something :V

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

In the massive structure that had been prepared for the conclave, Supreme Commander Ba'al and his entourage would arrive in a flash of light as they teleported in. Initial demonstrations had involved his fleet, but these days he didn't see the need for such gaudy and ostentatious displays of power. They knew how strong his Empire was, the resources he could bring to bear. If he needed to then he could call in his ships, but for now he would play nice.

Besides Ba'al himself, his entourage had several other people. There were armed Jaffa bearing his personal request there to provide escort if he should need defenses, not that he would ever travel without them. There was also his wife Qe'tesh, who was....less faithful than Teal'c, and it was generally a marriage of convenience for the both of them. Teal'c had been left at home to manage things n his absence, and Ba'al had complete faith in his ability to manage things.

"How...quaint," Qe'tesh said with very thinly veiled disgust as she looked about the prepared pavilion. She was less open minded than Ba'al, but she was useful when it came to certain events. She had a keen mind after all.

"Now now, they can't help it if they are uncultured barbarians," Ba'al replied with a grin as he stepped forward, leading them towards the meeting area. The bodyguards were silent as they led the way and observed the scene, making sure there were no imminent threats to the group that they escorted. It would not do to have something happen at a meeting like this. And, well, if they could get some scans off of defenses and the like then that would be welcome too.

Stepping into the meeting hall, Ba'al grinned as he headed for the seat that had been chosen on the spur of the moment, making sure that he was well represented, at least as best he could be. "Ladies, Gentlemen, a pleasure as always," he said with an eager attitude as he took his seat, the guards standing at attention behind him and Qe'tesh at his side. At the same time, he sized up his opponents. The Imperium were the same as always, so noble and valorous with their perceived moral supremacy. Then there were the Outlier, supporting their own agenda and acting like they were so high and mighty.

Qe'tesh was less than welcoming in turn as she sat down next to her husband. "Ah, the Outliers, as pretentious as always," she said with obvious sarcasm. It was, in a way, good to see her like this. So long as she was focused on hostile foes, she wouldn't be scheming against Ba'al himself. With that said, he waited for the meeting to begin. Hopefully this would b worth his time.

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

Faction

Name: Goa'uld Star Empire
Leader: Supreme Commander Ba'al
Goals: Conquest of the Multiverse, exploitation of the populations therein, other general evilness
Troops: Jaffa - The Goa'uld ground forces, these are essentially made to be cannon fodder. Their plasma weapons aren't particularly effective, but they do have some level of toughness to them due to the Goa'uld larva that they play host to. They are also very loyal to their ruler, whom they see as a God.

Kull - The elite shock troops of the Goa'uld Empire, these are warriors specifically bred to kill, and they're more like berserker machines that you point at whatever you want dead, and then let them go until they get killed or keel over from their body shutting down. They tend to be equipped with energy shields and plasma weapons, and even a single Kull can be a formidable foe.

Ashrak - Warrior Goa'uld and highly trained assassins, they are renowned for being able to operate in enemy territory for long periods of time. On the battlefield they wear special armor, and can utilize the healing ability of a Goa'uld symbiote to it's maximum, to heal even the most grievous of wounds. they also use specialized equipment such as the hara'kesh, and cloaking devices. they are the enforcers of the System Lords.

Important Members: Supreme Commander Ba'al - The leader of this whole shebang. Cunning, ruthless, actually an alien parasite, a self aware egotistical and almost cliche evil megalomaniac

First Prime Teal'c - Ba'al's First Prime and a Jaffa. He is talented, extremely loyal, and would fight to the death for Ba'al.

Qe'tesh - Ba'al's Queen. She's also a egotistical and cliche evil megalomaniac, but without the self awareness. Ruthless, merciless, power hungry. She'd stab her own husband in the back for power if she felt like it.
Tactical Advantages: Reverse Engineering - The Goa'uld have shown a marked ability to take other peoples stuff and adapt them for their own purposes, as they did back in their home universe. This can include technological developments on top of discovered ones, and while it may take some time they can make great strides.

Getting real tired of your Machiavellian BS - Due to the nature of Goa'uld politics, rife with backstabbing and powr plays, the Goa'uld have become quite adept at deception, underhanded tactics, and doing sneaky stuff to take out their opponents and get what they want

Loyalty - Beyond the squabbling up above, the hierarchy that comprises the common society is very much loyal to whomever they swear fealty to, even to the point of seeing Ba'al and his fellow rulers as Gods. It took many years and calamities to shake this faith, and Ba'al has done his best to prevent that from happening this time around.
Tactical Disadvantages: A Band of Thieves - The people at the top have this annoying habit of stabbing each other in the back, which can be a general hindrance on the whole united front schtick. Weakness is a liability.

Rigid Doctrine - Did I mention these guys are egotistical? It takes them a while to adapt to new opponents using tactics they haven't had experience dealing with before.
Origin: Stargate: Continuum

Saten Ruiko

Name: Saten Ruko
Appearance:

Appearance

Personality: A normally outgoing and friendly person, who is superstitious and has a knack for getting involved in things that aren't usually her problem. She is good at reading the atmosphere and a bit shameless when it comes to her friends. She is possessive of the power that she has gained for herself, but the slippery slope she embarked on through the use of the Level Upper has begun to balance out now that she is no longer under its influence
Abilities: Aero Hand - An Esper ability that allows one to ceate ejection points for air on an object with a touch. This can be used to propel objects through the air, or to simply create blasts of air when an object cannot be moved. There tends to be a delay depending on the user, and the strength is also dependent on a users level. Originally restricted by her use of the Level Upper program, she was given full access to her innate powers by Nova
Equipment: An MP3 player with lots of music and the Level Upper program
Origin: To Aru Kagaku no Railgun AU
Theme Song: optional

Fate/True

Interested, I suppose. What's the word on canon Masters?

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

Edited in Ruiko. I'll see if I can come up with another character just to balance things out or something.

Imaginary District: Youkai, Magic, and Youth, An Urban Fantasy RP

For some odd reason I have the strange urge to make a clockwork automata or something. But I'll see if I can make something, I dunno, reasonable.

God's Shattering [Concluded]

Hey, at least y'all are in the plot. :V I'm just over here chilling on my lonesome. The RP will be over by the time i even get back to the Imperium.

The War of the Three

Krieger Marshaling Yards

It had been a long journey back for the Elicitor even after it had emerged from underground in the safety of Machina territory. There had been a lot to do, cleaning up the rest of the corrupted Machina inside the fortress, initial repairs to the damage suffered, securing the prisoner, and otherwise recovering from the battle that had taken place. Their retreat had been unharried as they entered the protective envelop of Machina territory, guard by energy fields, high yield weaponry, and such defensive implements to make an assault suicidal at best.

It was a homecoming that Endian was not looking forward to though. Had she had the capacity to do so she would have bruend with shame and humiliation, and in exchange she could only prepare herself to accept whatever punishment was dolled out upon her by the High Queen for this failure. Not only had they lost the Treasure to a simple trick that should have been guarded again, but the Elicitor had been damaged for no purpose. Sure the damage was fixable, but all their had to show for the brave fight they put up were two prisoners, of significantly lesser value that the Treasure they had been supposed to take here in the first place.

To be honest, Endian had done the calculations an was fully prepared for her body and consciousness to be destroyed as a result of this failure. It was on her head after all, regardless of the effectiveness of her subordinates. Presumably she would be replaced, whether it be by another of her model, or a separate unit entirely. It was possible that things might end differently, but that seemed most likely.

So for now she stood on the deck of the Elicitor as craft swarmed around the fortress, repairing external damage as Machina soldiers left the fortress itself to report for their assignments. "All damaged units, report to repair bays for damage control. All injured human personnel, report to the upper decks for transport to hospitals," she said aloud through the communications network, handling the after battle as best she could.

That said, she tuned her network to communicate directly with Regia herself. 'I am assigning you temporary responsibility for our demonic prisoner. You have authorization to use any assets you need, until given orders by higher individuals or the demon is firmly imprisoned by enhanced Machina.'

With that done she sighed as she looked out over the moving masses of metal and the buildings that breached the sky, the capital of the Machina. It was an impressive sight, a testament to the ingenuity and industry of Man and Machine, and something unequaled by both Hell and Heaven. It was what she fought for, and she would serve it to the end.

Her work here completed for the moment, she signaled an automated transport to take her towards the capital, to report to the High Queen for this failure. She had the suspicion that it would not end well.

@Lucius Cypher@Ryonara@Lonewolf685

Imaginary District: Youkai, Magic, and Youth, a Urban Fantasy RP

I'd be game, I suppose. Have to see what I can come up with.