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Vestec's Avatar

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Abilities: Vestec's Avatar has all the abilities of the God of Chaos does, on a lesser level.

General abilities

-Super fast and super fast reflexes.

-Super strong.

-360 degree awareness for 5 feet around it

-Can summon weapons if it so desires.

-Chaos Magic to a degree no mortal possesses.

-Master in all forms of Magic.

-Can corrupt with a few seconds of touching whatever it wants to corrupt.

-Incredibly resistant to all forms of damage.

Abilities when Corruption is in control

-Instant corruption of whatever it touches.

-Very presence corrupts things slowly in a five foot radius.

-Gives up all other magical skill, aside from Chaos magic, for a degree of Dimok no mortal possesses.

Abilities when Violence is in control

-Crazy fast. Mortal(even dragons and heroes) and Demi-god eyes can't follow his movements.

-Crazy stronger. Most mortals are killed with a lazy back hand, and is able to easily punch through all types of barriers(Magical or not) and armor (Be they the toughest of dragon scales or the strongest of Steels), excluding those created by Demi-Gods(which take a small while), other Avatars (which take a while longer), or Gods (Which can't be pierced at all).

-Becomes nigh indestructible, but loses all magical abilities.

-Can see weaknesses in structures and defenses.
EDIT: Can you imagine a child of Vestec and Kraken? It would be more or less the worst thing to ever exist.


Do you think Vestec is not insane enough to try that?

You are mistaken. Terribly, terribly mistaken.
@Venku, you can achieve control over storms and weather if you directly go Weather (Storms). Otherwise, if you want to have something to do with the way things interact with each other, I'd recommend going with Order (Harmony), like Kho suggested just now :p

Otherwise Chaos (Discord) could be interesting, though that one I believe will be one of Vestec's strengths in the future.


Hush you. too much Chaos and Vestec will have to start making Order UGH!
I'm holding fire for now, as discussed in PM. Wanna see the quality of the other posts before committing to anything.


*Chains Genni down.* Now you have to stay!

The lovely Darth Nyiss will be busy doing stuff we've already planned during the sacking (meeting Tolun Fi).

But Lord Jewel Namore is free to capture Jedi. Anyone who fancies being captured by Jewel contact me and we'll work something out...

Also, Some keen eyed readers may note Nyiss referring to her plans... Her 'experiments.'
Any Jedi Prisoners that want to be a part of those experiments, PM me and let me know.
Know that being part of the Experiment will definitely cause some fairly significant, completely irreversible changes to your character that cannot be completely resisted. There is also a chance they'll die, and it wont be something you can resist or stop.

That is why it is entirely voluntary to be involved in said experiments (at least for the player. If the player agrees, then the character doesn't get a choice...).


Don't forget Nazca!

You better believe it baby.


Lies! My will is str- Ah what am I talking about. We all know I have weak will.
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I would be careful about that, Undasis is certifiably insane. He might even out-crazy Vestec at times, if not out-evil him.

He's basically a schizophrenic, bipolar, unpredictable, paranoid, multiple-personality madman in divine form.


You know that guy that just keeps poking the bear even if it's going to go on a rampage and kill him and everyone else? That's Vestec. He doesn't care. He just wants chaos, by him or by others. :D
He would most likely be friends with everyone, or at least cooperate with everyone.


Cooperate, with Vestec. Hahahahahahhahahahaha.

that's when the war will start.


The one AFTER Vestec's many, many wars.

Gods screwing around with the world's balance, trying to make it all one thing or the other, won't go over well with Escre if it ever comes to pass.


He might like Vestec, because he's just trying to bring Chaos to all the order, but he also might be upset with him for bringing chaos to all the order.

Especially considering Vestec is freaking mad xd


Hit the nail on the head there.

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Sounds like a hard race to go against. Better befriended then against.


You underestimate Vestec's lack of caring about his followers.

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Of course!

But note that there won't be like a million of them. Rather than a million (1,000,000) 5-foot tall humans, there's gonna be like twenty-thousand (20,000) 100-foot tall Krakens.

When and if I have to fight, the Mermen/Mermaids will make up the bulk of my army, whereas the Kraken's will function like siege-beasts aiding the destruction of cities or massive battles.


When. Vestec won't let you get an if. He's going to reeeaaaally like messing with Undasis. >D

Aargh, the one time I wanna try diplomacy, and then the fucking kid that I SHOULD HAVE KILLED gets up and kills the one guy that might actually listen. Or at least makes this shit impossible. Meanwhile, I have to fight a foe I cannot possibly hurt, even with backup...


Look at the 'Eternal Hunger'. Screw ups in my post aside(I'll fix those later tonight), she is insane, arrogant, and martially unskilled. She has Deadpool's 'I can't be harmed' mentality with none of his immortality. Grey, provided he's tactical enough to use his shield and wait, can pick her apart. She only has one attack, and that is 'Hit them from the front until they die'. Against someone like Althalus, where simply being faster wins the fight, she wins. Against Grey she should be ineffective. And Lucius is right in this case: decapitation works well.
Well...there are corpses.
The Enemy of My Enemy...


The Eternal Hunger giggled, as Grey spoke. “Aww, is the big bad baby guardsman unable to take a little suffering of his friends?” She bared her teeth in a mockery of a grin, as Grey rushed her. She nimbly sprang away out of the kneeing. However, she misjudged the length of his axe. The axe blade caught her shoulder, neatly separating it from her body. “Tis but a scratch!” She declared, gesturing for Grey to come at her again with her remaining arm. Not a single drop of blood leaked from her wound.

“Enough!“ Farian spoke from behind her, practically spitting the word out. “Lets finish them already. Toying with them is unnecessarily cruel.” The pyromancer lifted a hand blood red flames gathering in his palm again. He looked at Grey, some form of sympathy on his face before speaking. “For what it’s worth. I’m so-“ With a dull crunch and a sputter of flame, a the jagged remains of a farming hoe erupted out of through his chest. The end sticking out of his chest was blackened and burning. Farian let out a scream, collapsing to the ground and writhing in pain as he tried to remove the hoe from his body.

MURDERERS!!!” A familiar voice filled with rage and hate howled. From the burning pile, corpses began to rise again grasping whatever weapons happened to be at hand, and began shambling towards the Pyromancer, the Vitamancer, and the man sitting on the rock.

The boy had awoken.

With a flick of his wrist, the hoe ripped out of Farian’s chest, drawing another scream from the Pyromancer. He walked towards them, spittle flying from his lips as he screamed at the sources of his hatred. “You thought they would kill me!! You thought I would forget, forgive!! You were wrong! For the deaths of my family and my subjects, YOU WILL DIE!!” Farian stumbled to his feet, flames gushing from the wound in his chest like blood. The flames in what served as his eyes and his mouth were fluttering erratically, growing steadily dimmer. A brief glance at the approaching horde was all he needed. In a heartbeat he was off in a stumbling run through the woods. “After him!!” The boy screeched, running into the woods with his flaming zombie horde following at a fast shamble. The forest was already beginning to burn.

After cutting down the first few corpses that came at him with a lazy ease, the man leapt off the rock and jogged towards Althalus. “You leave me again,” The Eternal Hunger hissed at Grey, “and I’ll eat the human and the half snake alive.” She leapt at him, moving with unnatural speed and tried to shove her, now clawed, fingers into his face.

The man roughly flipped Althalus over and grabbed his stump of a hand, which was oozing blood at an alarming rate and showed no sign of stopping, drawing another scream from the assassin. “Shut up. I’m going to help you.” The man snapped at his ‘patient’, his voice rough and gravelly. A ball of flame appeared in his open hand, and without hesitation or warning he shoved it straight down onto the wound. The sizzle of blood and flesh being burned and the smell of cooked flesh filled the air. Althalus passed out. After briefly inspecting the freshly cauterized wound, the man dropped him.

“Oh no. You can’t go to sleep just yet. Wakey wakey.” Leaning down he placed a finger on Althalus’ forehead, his eyes turning from red to purple. “Awaken. I command it.” The man’s voice was now deep and smooth, almost soothing. Althalus’s eyes fluttered open and a low groan escaped him. “Fuuuck. Everything hurts. I feel like my hand is…” He raises his now amputated right hand. “Missing.” He paused for a moment, staring at it in shock. Then he started, remembering where he was. “That ugly bitch! And flame face! Where are they? What’s going on? Who are-“ “Silence.” The man cut him off. “’Flame face’ as you so eloquently put it, is running through the woods. ‘Ugly bitch’ is attacking your guardsman. Your Naga lover is wounded, but I’ll fix that soon. The plant woman is in the bushes, protected by something. The other human is as okay as one can be with bite marks on their neck.” With that the man turned and walked away, heading towards the fight between Grey and Eternal hunger.

Drawing his sword once more, the man lifted his right hand and cut it off in one fell stroke. Blood gushed outwards, collecting disturbingly in one puddle, before he just stopped bleeding. As Althalus looked on in horror, the man’s hand began to reform while he spoke to the blood. “Arise, slave. We are Legion, and we have long ago conquered you. Obey our commands and enter the mortal realm through our sacrifice.” The blood boiled and hissed, gradually forming shape into a demon. “Heal the Naga. You know what to do.” As the beast nodded it’s obedience, Legion spoke once more. “Do not eat her. If she has any bite marks from you on her, we will ensure you suffer.” With another, far more shaky, nod the demon sprang off, moving as quickly as a deer through the rough ground. Reaching Mar within a few moments, it oozed a crystal clear slime from its tentacles onto her body. Actively seeking the burns, the slime gathered atop them and numbed the pain the Naga was feeling. As it sat upon the burn marks, it slowly began to turn a red color, as if it was absorbing the burns.
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