Konan375@Rtron I don't think there was a corpse, just pieces of his sword. Kyre himself just vaporised.
I thought there were bits of bone?
*Scurries to the post*
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I thought there were bits of bone?
*Scurries to the post*
Huh, I thought Kyre faded from existence, because I looked for a post that dealt with with matter but didn't find it. This was after Kho said he and Cyclone(I think?) were working on a collab for it.
Xos blew Kyre to bits with the SPark then hid the corpse in the Changing plains.
Vestec is going to find the various bits and do cool things with them.
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The Dover Twins
Ben's Current Power set
-2x Human Strength
-2x Human speed
-Bulletproof
Time: Evening - Present Day
Location: Smithy's Grocery Store - Meat Aisle, Las Vegas
Freya glanced up from her idle scan of their new allies and their powers as a strange smell filled the store. Not that it was interrupting anything. After the awkward introductions, she and her brother hand sidled off to the side, letting their new allies hash out whatever plan it was they had. They were only there to help regardless, not offer input on the plan. Her eyes widened in minor alarm as everyone who wasn't some form a super collapsed, unconscious, and the lights went out one by one. This isn't good. She sidled closer to Ben as he sighed, putting his book up. "I was almost done too." He grumbled, readying himself for a fight. Her knowledge that things were going to be very bad, very soon, only increased as she noticed the shadows shifting and giggles echoing all around them. "Freya..." "I don't know. I can't see anything.
Mandate that snatched their attention as soon as she appeared. Ben because she was immmediately the biggest threat in the room. Freya because her powers were, quite literally, the strongest she'd ever seen. "Oh. Good. They have a literal walking tank of doom and destruction." She immediately began producing an orb based on Mandate's durability, hoping fervently her allies wouldn't do anything stupid for at least ten minutes.
As Odette arrived and began to make her speech, Freya's eyebrows rose. "This really won't be good." She muttered quietly. It took almost five minutes for the whole affair to end, which was more than fine with the Dover Twins. As soon as the french woman finished, Freya smiled winningly, giving a formal bow. "Bonjour, mademoiselle! C'est un plaisir de faire votre connaissance. Je suis Freya, et c'est mon frère Ben. Nous sommes les jumeaux de Douvres." She made her way over to their allies as she talked, tossing an orb over to her brother. He effortlessly caught it, replacing one of his orbs with it, tossing the replacement to Freya. Freya leaned way down, working on another orb, and spoke quietly to her companions.
"Try not to attack for at least another five minutes. Ben and I will be able to help to our full abilities then. Ben will take care of the Golem if you do. If not, I suggest Katarina and the witch take on The Ambassador, while the werewolves take on Mandate. Don't get in a direct fight with the Golem, she can and will break your bones with a lazy backhand. She doesn't appear to have any particular speed powers, so she might be human in that regard, though I can't say 100% that she doesn't have something up her sleeve to change that."
Ben's New Power Set
-2x human Speed
-2x human Strength
-Mandate's Durability.
Zanna
Zanna looked up, setting Sosu aside, as Nyiss began speaking. It was more or less what she expected, being on a sith controlled planet on the outskirts of the Empire with the only thing approaching 'civilized' being the fortress controlled by one of the more reclusive and unknown Darth's in the Empire. Rules were flexible, and the only goal was to be the best at turning Jedi so you could receive not only holocrons but Darth Nyiss's own tutelage. Zanna smiled, moving Sosu to her bed, and began finishing the rest of what little she had brought. It was mostly jars and vials filled with emergency ingredients she might need. If her requests with Nyiss went well, she wouldn't. But there was no telling when it came to Sith, even less so Darths. One moment Nyiss might decide to give Zanna all she asked for and more, the next she might decide to take it all away and make Zanna go hunting for the supplies in the middle of the jungle.
The young Red Sith shuddered lightly, picking up her datapad. She started making her way towards the prisoner cells, waving a squad of troopers over with her. She had to get to at least one of the prisoners before the likes of Sish got a hold of them. They were less coherent when they were stunned and traumatized.
Zanna raised an eyebrow at the fox as she opened the door, the squad behind her training their rifles on the prisoner. "If you were that eager to get out, you could have asked politely. Back away from the door, please. I'd hate to have to move you if you make these nice men shoot you with stun blasts." Her voice was pleasant and polite, a small smile on her face as she waited. As the jedi backed away, Zanna nodded. "Thank you." She walked into the room, glancing around at the few gathered prisoners as her squad moved in, rifles ready and blocking the exit.
"My name is Zanna. I'm looking for a volunteer. Only questions, nothing like.." Her face scrunched in distaste. "Torture." She glanced over at the fox, tsking at the Jedi as she tried to sneak closer to her guards. "Please stay in front of and away from the troopers. They have standing orders to stun you if you get too close."
Nazca
Nazca sat up with a groan, feeling her spine pop from her skull to her tail bone. "Couldn't they have fucken, I don't know, moved us around while we were unconscious?" She her hand to her head, only to poke herself with her new stump. Nazca stared at it dumbly for a few moments, before sighing. "Right. Energy cell exploding. Lazy bitch didn't even bother properly getting it fixed." She hopped up, stumbling slightly, and stretched. "Righto. Lets see what kind of cell they threw me in." She waltzed through the open doors, whistling slightly to herself as she examined the common room. "This is actually kind a comfortable. Well lit and everything. I expected like dank pits, chains, and cold stone. Though, I suppose, that's a Hutt thing more than a Sith thing."
Nazca finally noticed Xid, waving cheerfully with her stump. "Hello there Xid. I see they've set you up in this lovely little hotel too. I hear we'll have five star commodities, such as; Torture, monologues, beatings, terrible food, more torture, hateful neighbors, did I mention torture?" Her head turned to the door as she heard it open, eyebrows raising at both the sight of Talon, and the Sith and her troopers. She glanced at Xid, then Talon, the only other two apparently here and conscious.
Zanna looked up, setting Sosu aside, as Nyiss began speaking. It was more or less what she expected, being on a sith controlled planet on the outskirts of the Empire with the only thing approaching 'civilized' being the fortress controlled by one of the more reclusive and unknown Darth's in the Empire. Rules were flexible, and the only goal was to be the best at turning Jedi so you could receive not only holocrons but Darth Nyiss's own tutelage. Zanna smiled, moving Sosu to her bed, and began finishing the rest of what little she had brought. It was mostly jars and vials filled with emergency ingredients she might need. If her requests with Nyiss went well, she wouldn't. But there was no telling when it came to Sith, even less so Darths. One moment Nyiss might decide to give Zanna all she asked for and more, the next she might decide to take it all away and make Zanna go hunting for the supplies in the middle of the jungle.
The young Red Sith shuddered lightly, picking up her datapad. She started making her way towards the prisoner cells, waving a squad of troopers over with her. She had to get to at least one of the prisoners before the likes of Sish got a hold of them. They were less coherent when they were stunned and traumatized.
Zanna raised an eyebrow at the fox as she opened the door, the squad behind her training their rifles on the prisoner. "If you were that eager to get out, you could have asked politely. Back away from the door, please. I'd hate to have to move you if you make these nice men shoot you with stun blasts." Her voice was pleasant and polite, a small smile on her face as she waited. As the jedi backed away, Zanna nodded. "Thank you." She walked into the room, glancing around at the few gathered prisoners as her squad moved in, rifles ready and blocking the exit.
"My name is Zanna. I'm looking for a volunteer. Only questions, nothing like.." Her face scrunched in distaste. "Torture." She glanced over at the fox, tsking at the Jedi as she tried to sneak closer to her guards. "Please stay in front of and away from the troopers. They have standing orders to stun you if you get too close."
Nazca
Nazca sat up with a groan, feeling her spine pop from her skull to her tail bone. "Couldn't they have fucken, I don't know, moved us around while we were unconscious?" She her hand to her head, only to poke herself with her new stump. Nazca stared at it dumbly for a few moments, before sighing. "Right. Energy cell exploding. Lazy bitch didn't even bother properly getting it fixed." She hopped up, stumbling slightly, and stretched. "Righto. Lets see what kind of cell they threw me in." She waltzed through the open doors, whistling slightly to herself as she examined the common room. "This is actually kind a comfortable. Well lit and everything. I expected like dank pits, chains, and cold stone. Though, I suppose, that's a Hutt thing more than a Sith thing."
Nazca finally noticed Xid, waving cheerfully with her stump. "Hello there Xid. I see they've set you up in this lovely little hotel too. I hear we'll have five star commodities, such as; Torture, monologues, beatings, terrible food, more torture, hateful neighbors, did I mention torture?" Her head turned to the door as she heard it open, eyebrows raising at both the sight of Talon, and the Sith and her troopers. She glanced at Xid, then Talon, the only other two apparently here and conscious.
Totally, it was an epic fail if there ever was one. XD
That's partially her fault. He looked to her for education and she just vaguely waved a hand at him. And then wouldn't let him break it!
I can't wait <3
Btw Rtron, rereading old Lucien and Hazumi shower scenes is so fun.
The ones where he had no idea what the fuck a shower was?
>:D
Miriam is going to be very upset.
Oh, don't worry about that... >:D
Actually, though, I must ask; does Miriam have a neural implant or is it a communications device?
Communications device.
<Snipped quote by Nevix>
*Screech runs out of breath and tapers into a quiet, excited throat whistle*
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Yep, with the aforementioned changes. I think Vestec might have eaten your character, though. I can't remember :(
Nah. Daegon was just never mentioned again. Vestec never touched him.
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