Rtron

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

@Dawnscroll

I wouldn't really enjoy that, to be honest, the shtick of the Cosmic Knights is that they have free will, so it would defeat the purpose of their existence if you took it away.

@poog the pig

That's kinda the point of Logos' Subjugation.

A quick fix is to have Niciel, Vestec, or someone else bless them against such an event.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

"So I take you are one who he will call son just because you do something that is mildly chaotic in nature?," Keriss inquired, sitting on the stump Amartía had so kindly provided. She took a goblet in one of her hands, eyes still only trained on Amartía.

"More or less." Sin huffed, taking a sip of his wine. He wasn't surprised to find the beverage was now sweet, it was actually unnerving. Amartía returned his gaze to Keriss, "So for what reason do you come to my city, kill a dozen citizens, insight my rage, and attempt to carry on a conversation with me afterwards? Do you not know that makes you indebted to me know?"

Keriss and Amartia

So lemme get this straight.

Amartia has driven the entire populace of Xerxes insane with mad orgasmic pleasure from doing sinful shit. He makes this even worse in preparation of an attack because SOMEBODY TIPPED HIM OFF. *Glares at Illunabar*

That's what Keriss arrives too.

And he's only mildly chaotic.

Side note: He's made his city a death trap of madness and people REALLY REALLY WANTING TO GIVE INTO SIN, and there are super soldiers that go into homicidal rages at times coming to kill him and Xerxes.

This is going to be a bloodbath and madness.

Mass Effect: Borealis

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Ah, I see, thanks. So the team's cover still isn't blow then, thank you. As for where Khosin is, if memory doesn't fails me, in my last post -not counting the SB one- he was in the room adjacent to the one where Drono meet that old Asari acquaintance of his, it was an office I think, if that makes any sense. Anyways, thanks for the help Tricks, will come up with something for my post with this info in mind.

@Mortarion

Errr

I wouldn't quite say their cover isn't blown.

Tonka is in the middle of a firefight with a lot of smugglers, desperately trying to hold out until his cloak reactivates.

Drono has shot and killed another smuggler, quite loudly, and is running around sabotaging their vehicles while others look for him.

Serena and Haze are playing a game of cat and mouse with a squad of six smugglers that are trying to find them in the rain (both turrets are destroyed)

The only ones who aren't being attacked are Dex, Iosif, Tanya, and Vellios (WHO HAVE THEIR OWN PROBLEMS HOO BOY)

Mass Effect: Borealis

Storm Front
Hazan and Serena
Virmire

Serena slowly made her way over to the fallen turrets, bitching the entire way.
"Stupid fucking jungle. Stupid fucking storm. Stupid fucking crappy machinery that we should've had insured." She continued like this till she reached the first turret, complete crushed under the tree.
"Damn it. Haze, one turret is completely destroyed. I don't know the status of the other one...wait. It's coming back online. Seems to be functional enough. Detecting and assigning targets now. Thank God for small victories ri-OH SHIT!"

Serena dove to the side, smacking into the ground behind the tree as bullets screamed in the air above her, fired from the turret.
"Haze! Don't approach! It thinks everything is it's enemy! Do not approach it will shoot at you!"

She glanced at her readings.
"Fucking piece of shit. Knew I should've looked it over first."

"Oh spirits."

Hazan trudged up the hill behind Serena. Through the torrent of rain, he saw the sparking, crushed metal of the turret underneath the tree. But just as she rattled off its functional status, it was broken by the second turret. Damaged and malfunctioning, it fired at first her, then him. Bullets screamed through the air as he hit the dirt right next to Serena. Dimly, he was aware of the downpour on top of him as he scooted up against the tree.

"Well fuck us sideways, huh? Fucking storm!"

"Kinky Haze. Very kinky." Serena couldn't help but chuckle, even as she scowled at her readouts.

He reached down and grabbed for his pistol. The Predator unfolded and beeped to life as he slapped a mod cartridge onto its side. Its lights flared a bright blue as a lightning bolt appeared in hold above the grip.

"I could disrupt the damn thing so we can take it down without damaging it too much! Swing right, I'll distract it on your count!"

"Oh so I'm the bait. How chivalrous of you." Serena grumbled, a barrier and her sentinel armor coming to life around her.
"On one. 3...2......1!" She leapt out from behind trunk, cursing her luck as the turret whirred to life again and began to open fire. In a few seconds she was behind another tree, getting away with only a few pings off her armor and shield.

As soon as Serena left the safety of their log, Hazan rolled out from behind it and aimed right at the sentry. It beeped and swung towards him as he pulled the trigger twice. Two bright blue sparking bolts shot straight towards it and impacted its frontal armour. Bright bolts arced over its armour as the Disruptor rounds shorted its circuits.

The turret stiffened, giving a metallic shriek as gears seized up and ground against one another, before it finally collapsed and shut down.
"There we go!" Serena called out from behind her tree. "I don't know what we can salvage, but it's definitely shut down." Nonetheless, she cautiously poked her head around first, awaiting the first sign of it starting to come back to life.

Not seeing any, she quickly made her way over to the turret, her omi-tool taking on the form of a screw driver.
"Can't work in this fucking rain." A barrier swelled around her, stopping the heavy pitter patter of rain from hitting her, and muting the storms fury.
"Better." With that, she undid the turrets back plate to begin fixing the insides.

"Hopefully those bolts didn't do too much damage. I'll try to set up a place with my tarp to get us some shelter from the rain. See if that helps."

Hazan stowed his Disruptor mod and returned his handgun to his hip. The turret being tended to by Serena lent him some calm. But he hoped that the gunshots hadn't traveled over the torrential downpour and alerted someone down below.

That said, he scrabbled around in the dirt for a second before locating his camoflage tarp. While Serena worked on the turret, he fixed up a makeshift tent out of the nearby trees and fallen branches. By the time the two were finished, the Turian had strung up his tarp over some tall branches and on the few trees nearby. The rain pattered noisily on the canvas and flowed in torrents off the fabric, but underneath it was mostly dry.

Back at the Smuggler Camp.

"Hey, didja hear that?"

The gunfire was a whole lot louder than the pouring rain that pattered across the base. Of course, muffled shots coming from a cliffside was extremely suspicious, which attracted the attention of a couple of smugglers relaxing in the nearby shed.

'Yeah I did. Sounded like gunfire."

"On the cliff?"

"Yeah man."

"Shit, you think it might be those other guys?"

"What, our competition?"

"Competition, Alliance, Turians, Asari Commandos, doesn't matter. Whoever it is isn't supposed to be there."

"I'll call it in."

The smuggler pulled a radio out. "Hey, command? This is Steve. We've got a problem. Yeah, we heard gunfire on the Happy Cliffs. Yeah, those cliffs. A patrol squad is already nearby? Sweet! I mean, sucks for them in this rain, but that's good for us! Thanks command."

His companion gave him a confused look. "Happy Cliffs?"

"Right, right, you weren't here for that. Some damn junkie Turian would always say he was going to his Happy Place, then run up there and shoot up. Went up there so often we started calling it Happy Cliffs. After he got so high he fell off to his death the name stuck." He took another drag on his cigarette . "People like to die on those cliffs."

..........

Serena slammed the back plate shut with satisfaction, activating the turret once more. It beeped and resumed it's scanning, recognizing Serena and Haze as friendlies now. "There! Fixed it!" She shut down her barrier, quickly scrambling over to where the turian was.

"This works. Not a five star hotel, but this works. Thank you, oh jungle survival expert." She grinned mischeviously at Haze. "You know, to pass the time, I do have a holographic chess set..." Her omni-tool suddenly beeped again, before Haze could reply. "What now." She complained, bringing up the view. Serena froze, eyes widening in surprise and slight panic at the two readings on it.

"Uh...Haze? We've got incoming. Too big a group to be Iosif, Tanya, and Vellios coming back. Fuck. I think they heard the gunfire. In addition to that problem, I think Tonka is compromised. His readouts are all sorts of adrenaline fueled and his shields are too low. We need to deal with these people and then see what we can do for him. Luckily I don't think they know where we-" Her speculation was suddenly cut off as the turret exploded. "Are." She finished miserably, drawing her pistol.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

So for giggles I googled god names

Vestec is a language software company

Teknall is a company that makes window and door frames

Toun is the word for a town

Zephyrion is a seafood restaurant

Ilunabar is hotel

Niciel is a photo company

Astarte is a middle eastern goddess

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Yarosmere

Yolin turned around at the questions of the students, walking comfortably backwards. His eyes lingered briefly on Summer's tears as she stood close to Mar, before returning to gaze at Darius, E'nasha and El'kan. "The Prophet is...a visionary. You are inspired by his very presence, driven by his words. When he speaks, you believe, no, you know that he is speaking the truth. A very intelligent man as well, having single handedly organized the entire rebellion and the following government reforms."

He gestured around him, seeming to indicate the success of the reforms by the buildings around them. Now that they were away from the front gates and the palace itself, the city seemed almost normal, aside from the few signs of battle in a collapsed building here, a door hanging on it's hinges there, and a red stain off in the alley. People were chatting cheerfully as they walked or worked to clear the remaining damage, small children were running around in excitement, and one could hear the swelling chatter of a massive crowd up ahead. The Marketplace. Yolin continued, his eyes shining with devotion.

"I do not know him myself, but I was the first to kneel before him as the voice of the Sand God. I used to be a soldier in the old military. I was cut off from my unit and army by a Naga ambush. There were five of the monsters, all surrounding me. I began to pray to the false God Gaurot, sensing my death ahead of me. Then, he appeared. He drove them away with the burning power of the Sand God and his brutal sword arm. Then, he spoke to me about why he had saved me and my purpose as the first Deliverer. I haven't left his side since."

Aramir looked around them, feeling uneasy. Not just because of the dangerous situation there were in, or the bodies and maniacs around them. There was something wrong with the city they were walking in. Something missing. Aramir fidgeted uncomfortably. It didn't hit her until they were almost into the bazaar. There were no animals in the city. Not a lizard, a bird, a rodent, a wild cat, or even a feral dog. There was nothing. She looked around pensively one last time, before following Yolin into the crowd.

The crowd seemed to know who Yolin was, and respectfully (and more than a touch fearfully) parted before him. "Come friends! I have made our reservations at the shop of the best cook in all of Yarosmere, if not all of Tiien!" As they sat down, soup bowls were placed in front of them. "I took the liberty of ordering something to take the edge off before the main course, which looks like it'll take a few more minutes." Yolin beamed. "Anymore questions?"

Althalus

"Just haaaad to come along on this stupid mission. Couldn't get a normal one, like the Barons. Everyone needs an assassin in Djarkel. Could have quietly made my services known and already had information and contacts from a baron, but nooooo, I had to take this mission. Even Yarosmere would be better. I hate fanatics but I hate mindless monsters more." Althalus complained under his breath, hefting up the crossbow he had brought along. It wasn't like the small one he kept on his thigh. It was a proper crossbow, and he had already loaded it upon the sight of the man in the middle of the city. It was no surprise when the shambling corpses (what was with corpses and his missions these days? This was twice now!) came slowly up the way towards them.

Althalus waited, gauging the threat of all of them. "Craig, I hope you know, I am not drinking that animal blood. Nox alignment necessity or no." He commented casually, pressing the stock of the crossbow firmly into his shoulder and firing at the lead denizen. The bolt whistled through the air, punching the denizen through the chest. The woman jerked backwards, but was otherwise unfazed, continuing to shamble forward.

"Gods damn it." Althalus cursed, loading his crossbow. "Of course they're unable to be killed by normal means. That would make this mission easy." He fired again, this time taking the woman through the forehead. She fell to the ground and laid there, unmoving. "Well, that's simple enough. Stab them in the skull if they get close enough!" He called to his compatriots.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

@Rtron

By Vestec, you really mean Keriss slaughtering everything within the city?

@Lauder

Same thing, really.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Someone's gotta go over there are set things straight.

...

...

Yeah, someone.

@Scarifar

Vestec's got this.

Don't worry.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

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@LokiLeo789

You see, If Vestec had invaded Galbar, it wouldn't be this precision strikes.

It'd be a massive group to smash into Galbar like a wave! Or he'd leave the planning to some of his smarter underlings. Point is, Vestec plans for maximum Chaos and not much else.

Logos is far more precise and planned.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

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Vestec make plans?! While yes that is a sensible thing for him to do, why would he make plans?! I expect blood, death, maybe even a little dancing, from such a god of chaos!

@Lauder

You mistake what I mean by 'plans.' It's not so much 'ALRIGHT HERE'S WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO.' as it is 'Hmm. These will do nicely to cause a bunch of chaos and kill things. Doesn't matter what things, so long as it's in this area.'

You'll see.