Hellis

Mass Effect: Borealis

Right Fork - Drono and Dex

@Hellis & @DearTrickster

Dex pulled a face at Tonka's comment then about to reply Vellios cut in to respond instead.

“I bet you say that to all the Turians when you want a free meal, Tonka. Sadly, if any Turian actually believed you, I imagine you would’ve been much fatter.”

She snorted out a laugh Tonka took his comment in such stride that it impressed Dex. A comment like that would of resulted in any other Krogan turning Vellios into paste. They sounded like a pair of smartasses the way they carried on.

Watching their backs disappear down the left side of the fork. She glanced at Khosin nodding at the truck, "I'm heading with the truck. See you on the otherside."

Jogging through the smoke to catch up with the truck as it had already begun to move on. The com chatter carried on but Iosif's thank you made her feel a little better in regards to taking that shot of Overload.

The truck came under another wave of heavy fire this time from a pair of machine guns further down the tunnel just out of range of Tanya's rifle shots. Dex spied through her scope to see where their targets had holed up. Her talon automatically twitching to take a shot but immediately she knew of a better way to deal with them.

Watching Tanya deploy her drone, Shithead, creating a new level of distraction that could give her an edge to sneaking past. Noting the lighting was dimmed and musty through the dissipating smoke.

Thinking to herself, Two machine gunners... if my shields weren't in such shit shape I could do it...

Her eyes flicked back to see Drono still looking pretty satisfied with his explosive contribution. Her talon pressed her ear communicator, "Drono, I need your help. We need to do things the smooth way."

Drono had watched as his group came under heavy fire once more. Part of him wanted to throw up his hands and go home. That part of him was the reasonable, logical part of Drono. So of course, he didn't listen to it. "Right there with you Dex" Drono responded as he made his way to establish visual contact with her. He had liberated a few grenades that hadn't ended up in the ball of death earlier. And his mind was practically begging for them to be used. A spray of bullets pinged of the side of the car.

"I won't say I told you so about having to hit them hard and fast and not let them dig in. But I told you so."

"Do you want to hear my plan or not?" Poking her prosthetic elbow in his ribcage. "Listen up."

Drono let out a little "oof" from having a metal elbow shoved into his ribs."You have a plan? We do plans now? Nobody told us we were doing plans." Drono quipped back in mock horror. The smugness oozed off him at this point. But he remained quiet as she told him to listen up.

"They have muscle on the left side while we have our tech." Pressing her back up against Drono's avoiding another stray bullet. Talking over her shoulder raising her voice to be heard over the gunfire, "We sneak in dodging between the light and shadows off to the sides of the tunnel while they're distracted firing at Shithead and the truck. We spring an attack taking out the gunners first and then turning on them."

"Your plan boils down to. 'Lets hope they are too busy to notice us' ? Somewhere, Sun Tzu is crying in his grave. And before you ask, he is some ancient human tactician. I once got drunk with some human mercenaries. They would not shut up about the guy."

"Throw enough Turians together and they'll start waxing poetic about war heroes and great tacticians without the liquor." She laughed. "Anyway, yes that's the plan. These assholes are focused on the others surrounding the truck thinking that's where everyone will be. We don't need to waste thoughtful planning to take care of them."

Activating her tactical cloak shimmering away from sight. She peaked out from the left side of the truck waiting for a pause in gunfire before taking a running dash to the side of the tunnel to make her approach. The lights strung along the top of the tunnel were dimmed with age, casting long shadows for Dex and Drono to take advantage of. The gunfire carried on without following her steps. She hoped Drono followed her lead.

The fire was steady and consistent while over the comms Iosif called out for help, "Need support, we're getting pinned by MG fire right now!"

It made Dex want to run at full speed but she forced herself to be patient, getting caught now would only tear her apart. The truck could hold out for an extra minute while the pair of shadows stalked forward.

Drono was like a shadow, only a step behind Dex. He to felt the urge to just run at what was certein death. But like Dex, he maintained his calm. He overtook Dex as they got close enough to be in range. He unhooked one of his newly liberated grenades, weighed in his hand then lobbed in a wide arch above his head. It landed right infront of the gunners position. Then there was fire. An awful lot of fire.

Shielding her eyes from the explosion she nodded at Drono, "Did that do the trick?"

She crept up still under the cover of her tactical cloak training her pistol. Slowly rising from a crouching position the fire crackling along the sack's fabric. The bursts of sandbags were evident while the two bodies of the gunners had lay nearby.

Of course, nothing was ever that easy. From the smoke, gunfire sounded and Drono dragged Dex down into cover on pure, adrenaline fueled reflex. "DOWN!"

"Oof!"

Drono yanked the back of her cowl down to the ground with enough force to send her reeling. The angry remaining Twin Star's crew were taking shots at them in a rage only fueled by the surprise grenade.

Hacklan was pissed. He had been so tunnel visioned on the truck, he had allowed two assholes to sneak up on him. But no more, he would turn them and their buddies into so much pulp it would never be scrubbed clean from the walls. Utan failed, as was Utan's way, to realize he was tunnelvisioning again.

"THINK YOU CAN MESS WITH HACKLAN DO YOU?! DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM!?"

Drono never heard of the guy, but he was sure as hell not going to tell the crazy creature that. He lay beneath the outer edge of the sandbags and shouted into the com.

"Your turn guys! Before we get turned into mince meat!"

"I'm not waiting to pick bullets out of my ass!" Dex shouted over the gunfire then switched weapons to her shotgun waiting for a break in fire. Her heart sped with adrenaline. Years spent training in the military prepared her for combat, her muscles didn't lose resolve even after all this time. Dex knew how to handle herself and it reflected in her quick decisions and steady hand. Listening for her opportunity (as much as she could with her hearing damage) she popped up over the sandbags surprising the Batarians again with sprays of deadly shotgun blasts. Taking them out while her meagre shield capacity held against the stray bullets. The short range perfect for quickly dispatching the last pair.

Her tactical cloak shimmered away, her eyes alert for anymore movement. The dust cleared and she counted in total of four dead Batarians.

"All clear. We took care of the gunner and two other pirates." She said through her comms eyes flicking to Drono. Standing back up she examined the MG's noting they were destroyed beyond repair from the grenade.

"I'm going to keep moving and aim to sabatoge their defenses. I'll feed you information as I go." Speaking again into the general team comms.

"Uh,,,, Dex took care of it. Yeah. No need to start shooting our way just yet." He spoke as he kicked one of the dead Bartarians. "We'll keep scouting ahead.:"

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

@KaiserElectric

Parasite should never be allowed near her. If she were to be consumed, Parasite would be gaining quite a bit of power xD

Mass Effect: Borealis

Collab is almost done for me and Trick

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

MAD SCIENCE; ITS NOT IF OR WHY YOU DO IT. IT IS HOW AND WHERE YOU DO IT. EVEN IF IT MEANS RELEASING A ELDRICHT PSYCHIC PARASITE ONTO THE WORLD.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

My Fourth and last dude

Character you have created: Parasite
Alias: Parasite
Speech Color :#C372FF
Character Alignment:
Identity: Sample F 2215
Character Personality:
A sadistic, cruel being from another world, he has little care for human lives. While not really interested in human affairs, parasite is not above piggybacking different powerplayers to get new and exciting things to devour.

Uniform/costume:
Human Form
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True Form
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Dressed in a flawless white suit, with a swarthy complexion undetermined ethnicity, Parasite give of the air of a man in charge. This is carried over in how everything on his fits like a glove. He stands about 6'0 tall and posses a lightly muscular frame. His true appearence however, is that of a vaguely humanshaped mass of energy, in which you can see stars and alien skies. A madness inducing sight to be sure.

Origin Info/Details:
Not all science is done for the sake of humanitys advancement. Such science is often mad and dangerous. The story of Sample F 2215 is one such story. A sample of extra-terrestial origin, the F 2215 was retrieved in the artic where it had been dormant for well over 200 years. How it came to the earth is still something of a mystery to scientists, as there were no evidence of a meteorite or similair impact. Sample F 2215 was found frozen, in a semi solid state. It was extremely unerving, shifting forms within its frozen shell and seemingly reacting to human presence.

The head of the E.I.P (Extraterrestial Intelligence Project) ordered the sample cut out of the ice and thawed in a sealed unit. Thus, the Parasite was freed. They believed its nature to be biolgical as first. But every test on the substance showed, well nothing. No strands of DNA, no blood or similair. In fact, it seemed entirely dormant whenever machines approached it. But the head of EIP, Dr Karl Ludhof, ordered they test it with live material. The Substance showed it's first real reaction. The rat that was put into the unit, seemed to recoil and scratch on the unit walls untill its tiny claw were nothing but blood. It was as if it had been gripped by absolute terror. The sample grew minutely in size. And then the rat was lifted up in the air telekineticly and tossed around the room.

Any sane man would shut the project down at this point. The thing was malevolent, they could all sense it. But even if they were to call the project off, they didn't know HOW to kill the sample. Nor did they realize the things true nature before it was to late. It had allready began to feed off their brainwaves, learning about the human race and the lab. It began to grow slowly, sapping the minds of those around him, picking up their fears and feeding off it.

Around two weeks after retriaval, people began to see things, feel things. Finally powerfull enough to manifest, Parasite took a human shape and tried to comminicate. It appeared benevolent compared to its earlier stage. It explained its earlier agression from negative feedback from the testsubject. Being a creature of constantly increasing intellect, it was deemed to valuable to terminate.

Sadly, the being would one day decide it had grewed bored with the lab and its scientists. It let out its full mind, a eldricht wave of malevolence that caused the people around him to go insane. He spared the sharpest of minds present and roamed the halls consuming them.

Now Parasite is free and spreads death and fear wherever it goes.

Hero Type (Select one): Malevolent Psychic Parasite
Power Level (Select one below): World, Possibly Cosmic if he ever consumes a mind powerfull enough.
Powers (Be Specific):
Perfect Mimicry; The Parasite can replicate anybodies voice, appearence and movements. He often catches victim offguard with this.

Sanity Sap (scaling); Being near the Parasite induces paranoia, disgust, panic, anxiety and any number of insanity related conditions. This is becouse he brainwaves and replace them with his own. He grows more powerfull constantly if left by his lonesome.

Void Gaze; Parasite can, at will, project mentally upon people. Showing them images of their own fears, desires or other reflective aspecs of their personality. He can also let them stare into his mind, and into his world. To do this he has to have eyecontact. But once in his grip, it takes a strong mind to look away.

Physchokinesis: Parasite possess a potent mind capable of many forms of telekinesis and psychokinises.

Telepathy (limited); Not the most powerfull of telepaths, Parasites telepathy only extends so far as to let him feed off strong emotions and errant thoughs. It's a consuming presence, just like everything else.

Psychic Energy Manifestion (Passive); Being a being of no real substance, destroying parts of him will only slow him down. He will eventually reform all that he lost. However, doing this weakens him. Poisons and things that target his biology has no effect either.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Strength Level: 2xHuman
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20 times human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 3 hours
Agility: 5 times human
Intelligence: Abnormal, super levels of IQ
Fighting Skill: Doesn't fight like a normal person. Never trained or valued it.

Resources: It tends to seek out powerfull but weak minded people and take their identity as it's own.

Weaknesses:
For all intents and purposes; Parasite isn't real. His body is a manifestation of pure psychic energy. While it can reform, destroying it completely is to draining for the entity to recreate. And really powerfull telepaths could disrupt his very essence and disperse him into nothingness.

Supporting Characters :

Mai Hagatzu (Antagonist); Head of the Zeta Retriaval Unit, catching or exterminating Parasite is her life goal. Mai is a stubborn and by the book military woman who worked for the E.I.P t from its very founding.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

Parasite makes his entrence. D: I am sorry for creating this guy...

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

"Big Manny" Manuel Lowitz had seen better days. The 40 something empath had used his modest, low key power to manipulate men and women to star in his b-movies and softcore flicks for 20 something years. He lived in the cheaper but still prestigious part of Hollywood. He had powerful friends in the movie biz. He threw the parties every B-actor attended. And they all ate out of his palm not knowing what he was doing to them. And now, Big Manny sat staring into the glowing eyes of a man he only just met. They sat in his living room, eye to eye. Around them, men and women wear tearing each other apart in fear. His body guard lay in a puddle of his own blood, having shot himself. Manny had no idea what the being wanted with him. But he had the cold realization that it was this person that had orchestrated the hellish few days Manny had been experiencing. He was the cause of the movements at the edge of his visions, the voices at night. The prostitute who had killed herself infront of Manny.

Manny had gone under the radar for a long time. Nobody realized he was a empath. It was the beauty of his gift, he simply nudged feelings this way or that way. But unbeknownst to him, a predetor lurked the psychic community of Los Angeles. Parasite roamed the streets of the Californian metropolis, and the empaths brain waves had caught his attention. Now, while Manny wasn't what you called "powerful" empaths were Parasite favorite. Empaths were all about emotion and Parasite fed of fear and anxiety above all else. It was a simple manner to piece by piece eat the empaths mind in such a manner that his powers projected his pain and panic onto his surroundings. Hence why everyone around them was busy killing each other. The Parasites own aura was working in tandem with Mannys fear projection.

Sample F 221 aka Parasite, was smiling. At least Manny thought it was a smile. There was a void behind that smile, like he was staring at the facsimile of a smile, a empty gesture by a thing that wasn't even there. His body screamed for him to look anywhere else, to tear away from those deep pits Parasite called his eyes. It was of course, no use to resist. In those eyes Manny saw secrets no man should ever face. He saw the death of his friend. It replayed in his mind in a psychic loop. He relived the feeling of putting a bullet in his own temple again and again. Mannys friend and bodyguard had shot himself rather then to face what Parasite was showing him. And parasite had happily savored that feeling of despair just as death took the tall african man, and fed it Manny over and over again. His mind was being picked away at, eaten with with every fear inducing, maddening shock to the system

Trough Manny, Parasite had made people kill themselves in droves. First the hooker he picked up for a quickie, suddenly bashing her face against the window trying to escape the sorrow and disgust Manny was projecting. Then, he had made it so that Mannys poker buddies had shot each others in a fit of panic and paranoia. He made Manny marinate in his own fear. made him a humming nuke of negative energy and psychic bad vibes. He released that nuke upon the party Manny was hosting. Watching as he broke down admist a massive brawl to the death between C-list celebrities, porn stars and hangers on.

And now it was time to eat. He relished in the screams of unimaginable torment, beyond anything physical punishment could ever inflict on a man. He made sure Manny was alive during the final moment, made sure he felt as his psyche was pulled apart like a juicy steak. The very fabric of his sanity torn apart piece by piece by unseen fingers. By the time he was done, Manny was a drooling, lobotomized corpse.

"Thank you Manny... That was delightful" Parasite spoke as he got up to leave. Around him the dead lay sprawled across eachother, fingers torn to bloody stumps as they tried to tear into one another. He tossed a corpse aside with a flick of his wrist and a errant thought. As he moved out into the night, he strolled away into darkness just as the police arrived. The massacre would be on the front page of every national newspaper by the morning.

Mass Effect: Borealis

short change heros start can be imagined as drono dragging himself trough the rain after being shot D:

Hellis Create-A-Hero stuff.

The World and Tribulation of Johan; Allies and Lovers, enemies and antagonists.

Antagonists;

Hildebrand

Scandinavias greatest Necromancer. And there is quite a few of them, seeing how the regions history is one of blood and constant war up untill the 1800's. Hildebrand is a contract mage, a mercenary of magic. Born to a a family of cultists, she mastered magic at a early age. Her fascination with death and the Norse afterlife was what lead her down the path towards necromancy. Her familys cult didn't like this, being worshippers of Frey, the opposite of Hel, the caretaker of death. Chased out, she became a recluse who did nothing but dedicate herself to her craft.

The first time she met Johan, it was just before he found the temple of Frost Giants. She warned him not to make the journey, offering instead to make him her apprentice. He declined and took the journey, now knowing magic was actually real. When he came back, he was a fullfledged rune-mage and the champion of a non-human king. This enraged Hildebrand, who saw Johan as a cheat who took shortcuts.

Jean De Francos

Witch hunter that have a very black and white view on things like fearies and fey in general. Have killed many of Johans charges when she found them overstepping boundries. No matter how small or petty their crimes.

She belongs to the "Holy Order of The Silver Sword", a french ofshot of the Hospitalers. They are witch hunters and mage killers who deem any and all magic a blasphemy. They are not a very nice bunch. They have been almost completely wiped out as their zealotry put them up against some very angry magic users of considerable power a hundred years ago.

The Three Kings

A mysterious and powerful trio of ancient practitioners, The Three are never separated and never alone. People argue they are the Crones of Nordic lore, or the three witches of McBeth. Nobody really knows. They were there when magic began, and they will be there when the magic finally fades. They have a somewhat antagonistic relationship towards Johan, as they do not respect his authority and do not consider the Elven King a real ruler. They often aid Johans enemies with information, but always at a high price.

The Thing Beyond The Border

A creature of immense power, presumably kept out by the gods. Johan has nightmares about it. It's is reanimated and vengeful corpse of the greatest of all giants: Ymir.

Mr Choi

Mr Cho is a violent thug who also happens to be very good at the art of Invocation. He has worked for muscle in a number of occult tied mob hits around New York. Rune has put him in the grave twice. The only issue with that is that Mr Choi is immortal zombie more or less.

The Mad Court

A contingent of completely insane elves who pester Johan. They have no leader and their agenda is foggy at best. What is clear is that thy really do not like Johan. The Court are all magicians of some power and completly off their rockers. They come disguised, often sporting a Jester motif and they kill EVERYTHING in their way. They have long been a thorn in the side of the King.

Allies

The Keeper

A entity that is something of a wandering librarian. He often helps Johan for a price. The Keeper is last of a sect of sages who wear iron masks from the moment they join. They never show their face and cover every part of themselves in metal armor. The smell of rot about them indicates they might all be undead.

Otto Von Bell

A old friend of Runes, Otto is not in fact, a normal werewolf. He is a shaman who happens to turn into a wolf trough magic. A Hexen-Wolf if you will. Part of a German-Dutch cabal of old pagan practioners, he has outmost respect towards Johan and Johan to him.

Hellis Create-A-Hero stuff.

Parasite; A world of Science gone wrong!

E.I.P: Extraterrestial Intelligence Project
A organization that is funded by the US goverment. Their entire purpose is to analyze, assess and study extraterrestial intelligent lifeforms.