Sep

Absolute Comics - Season Two: The Monster Within

As a precursor to Blue Beetle #4 (The Real BB) I've went back under advice and edit'd my Jaime posts to put the Scarab Speech into plain ol' English. I realise a lot was lost by what I felt would be a cool looking effect.

Issue#1: Blue Beetle?
Issue#2: Weapons Online

The Tower Chapter 1: A New Dawn

Surprise GM post is surprise maybe?

The Tower Chapter 1: A New Dawn

DERELICT BUILDING // CITY SLUMS

William flinched slightly as 'Taylor' hugged him. Wincing as the contact aggravated his burns, pulling back. "Okaaaay, you're not what I was expecting-" He eyed the creature up and down "-though to be honest I wasn't sure what I was expecting, red cape?" He laughed slightly before coughing, he raised his hand to his mouth to block the cough. On removing his hand he noticed blood on his hand, without showing that side of his hand to anyone in the room he lowered it again, wiping it on his clothes as it went down.

He looked at the new woman as she entered talking about allies and alliances, the Ratman asking about what information they knew, what was going on. William raised his hands, trying to push himself to his feet before he fell back down. Swearing as he did so.

"Look. I don't know what's going on here, but I've got a pretty full schedule and I'm not really looking at joining no revolution. I already lost everything, I'd rather not lose my life."

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PENTHOUSE SUITE // LORNE CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS // THE TOWER

"ARTEI. What happened?" The voice of Tiberius Lorne was low, but the anger in his voice was unmistakable. Had ARTEI been a human being it would have most likely flinched. The table below Tiberius lit up as the AI brought up various feeds from throughout the facility.

"All reports indicate that the subject three-one-four used his abilities to fuel subject zero-zero-four who then used the increase in power to break out of containment. From there zero-zero-four carried three-one-four through a direct path and out of the tower. Officers of the MPD responded to the call with Lorne Security Personnel however the subjects were already gone." A scowl crossed Tiberius' face as he watched the images of the subject carrying the naked man out of the facility, burning like a raging hot fire. At least he had an idea.

"Get these images down to broadcasting. Have them set up some fake burns on staff, splice someone else's face over subject three-one-four. Stage a hospital raid and have it air on the evening news. Almost everyone has this city has a cellphone, have them be our eyes and ears. An offer of fifty-thousand dollars for a tip that leads to the capture of this dangerous Parahuman who has taken a poor worker hostage after severely maiming him, when he was close to coming to a cure for its condition."

"Right away sir." There was a buzz at the door, Tiberius looked up. Then back down at the table. "Doctor H.Williamson for you sir."

Tiberius nodded. "Let him in, then sign off."

The table light faded, leaving it looking like a normal, albeit expensive and fancy, table. That said everyone in Lorne knew about ARTEI, it had been Tiberius' Lornes claim to fame within the company. A fully functional A.I, a stripped-down version of it was what the police mechs used. The Doctor walked in, a notepad in hand. He tucked it under his arm as he approached. Tiberius stood and offered his hand, after the formalities were done he signalled for him to take a seat. Hyde was one of Tiberius' most trusted scientists, at the forefront of the Parahuman Crisis and coupled with his wife truly some of his most trusted confidants. His trust for them only grew after what they had done together, and accomplished, after the tower exploded.

"Hyde, if you're here about number four then I'm afraid-" Hyde waved his hand, shrugging it off.

"I'm not, I trust the forces we have in play to track it down and return it to its holding cell. Though I'd stress its importance again, its ability to absorb energy could be vital in resolving this crisis and bringing it back under control."

Tiberius leaned back in his chair, hands clasped on his knees. "Then what are you here about?"

Hyde flipped his clipboard and slid it over to Tiberius. "I've done it, I've figured out a way to detect Parahumans. For now, it should require a very simple patch in the Police Mech targetting software, it won't be long-range but we'll be able to detect them within one hundred feet once the updates are installed. The catch is it'll only work when they're manifesting their abilities." He indicated for the clipboard, Tiberius gave it to him while Hyde flipped it to another page before handing it back. "For a while, we've been noticing weird energy readings around Parahumans when they use their abilities. This energy signature is almost identical, albeit smaller, than that of the Source. The good thing is, we've been able to isolate it from all the background radiation, radio-waves and everything else that goes on in a modern city."

Tiberius looked up. "Can we track then yet?"

Hyde rubbed his hand over his head. "Not quite. We know that Parahumans and the Source are somehow connected, though as of yet we've been unable to find out how. Everything we know about the laws of physics says that it isn't possible, and yet it somehow is. Even study of number one hasn't yielded a lot of results. Though Johnsons team is confident that they're close to a breakthrough in dampening powers with number three." Tiberius smiled as he handed back the clipboard.

"Have your wife prepare a news speech for the clinic on Saturday." He stood up and looked out of the window. "It's time to not just change this city, but to change the world."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

AR-1 PUDDLE JUMPER // TRANSITORY MISTS

Sheppard hadn't been thrilled about the idea of using a Puddle Jumper, but he supposed Caldwell was really serious about the whole 'full disclosure thing'. There wasn't anyone in the jumper, just him and Caldwell. McKay had told them that he was doing something important with the information that 'Wampa Squad' had recovered from their trip to the Imperial shipyards. He sighed, his hands on the control yokes as the Jumper glided effortlessly through the void between ships and into the waiting maw of the Resurgence. Once it was low to the deck he guided it through the ray shields into the pressurised space. Standing up he opened the rear hatch, gun in hand looking around the room. He could already see all the other vessels from the different ships among the fleet. He had become quite accustomed to seeing them, looking out of place in the hanger. The Jumper had to be one of the strangest though, if only due to the fact that it didn't match the design aesthetics of the rest of the Daedalus or the F-302s. Sheppard smiled as he walked following his clone escorts, leaving the door open. Nobody here could fly it anyway, without their timelines matching up there wouldn't be anyone here with the ATA gene. Surely. He hoped.

That's when his earpiece buzzed and he clicked it. "Sheppard, you there?"

The grating voice off Rodney came through his earpiece just as he waved at Ronon and Teyla who were walking towards them. "Yeah, we're here." He looked at Caldwell who tapped his own earpiece to tune in, being on the same team they had set up for the same frequency for effective communication.

"You need to find Erthos. I've got more information"

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

A reminder to people.

The Imperial Star Destroyer does not currently exist.

It's 5 years before the first ISD makes its Debut, Palps has the designs but is only just getting them built.

The Tower Chapter 1: A New Dawn

DERELICT BUILDING // CITY SLUMS

William sat up gasping as if it was he was tasting air for the first time. His entire body burned, every movement ached as he sat up. The smell hit him and his face curled up in disgust, even that hurt. He raised his hands to his face, covering them in the dim light. His hands reaching his forehead he pushed them up higher, wincing as the pain of the bumps over his hands and scalp virtually caught fire due to the contact. All his hair was gone, turns out his body couldn't handle putting out that kind of power. He fell back against the ground, wincing in the pain. He was still tired, so very tired. He felt like had run two consecutive marathons while carrying five of himself on his back. He took in a breath, allowing his chest to rise and fall naturally. Ignoring the pain that encompassed his entire body. Then he sat back up, seeing the shadowy creature and the man that looked like some kind of noir-homeless man he turned his body to a more defensible position.

Lighting a fire in the palm of his hand, casting light throughout the room. Which was where he noticed that the clothes he was wearing was not in fact the prison jumpsuit he had been wearing prior to the escape attempt. "Who the hell are you guys? What am I doing here?"

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

@mattmanganon just a heads up if I post before you are on again I'm going to be ignoring the lab portion of your post. I know the timeskip put you a little bit off balance however please ensure you read previous posts.

They're gearing up for a meeting of ship leaders, not just scientists. Scientists were invited aboard the Resurgence when they first arrived at the mists and have been coming and going.

In the lab right now is Teyla from the Daedalus and the Chief Engineer from the Solonis.

People are kind enough to read your posts and take the information in, please give them the same respect.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

INTERUNIVERSAL LAB // RESURGENCE // TRANSITORY MISTS

McKay grunted as the tablet was thrust at him by one of the Clone, Commandos? He thought that's what this specific set of armour meant. He wasn't entirely sure what armour meant what despite trying to recognise the variance in colours or designs to determine what was what. Yet the only one he could easily recognise as of yet was the difference between the Clones and everyone else. Hermiod had taken an interest in their cloning techniques, so McKay had tried to mine as much data as he possibly could. It always helped to have the Asgard owing you a favour and if they could figure out the cloning problem the Asgard would be able to help them in a myriad of conflicts throughout the Milkyway and Pegasus. It was the real reason they hadn't been as active galactically even with the fall of the Replicators.

McKay scoffed at the clone as he held the datapad looking over the specs. These looked almost identical to those from ships in this universe, except they seemed to be more efficient. He panned in on a key component of the weapon system. That looked, no it couldn't be. That technology wasn't native to this universe. He tapped his earpiece. "Daedalus beam me to engineering right now." They had kept a limit to the beaming while in the fleet, as it had been a secret to everyone except the Resurgence so far.

He heard Marks voice return over the line. "Sir, you know the..."

"I don't care. Beam me now, this is important. Trust me Caldwell would make an exception."

MEETING ROOM // DAEDALUS // TRANSITORY MISTS

Sheppard and Caldwell sat one across from another in the briefing room. Sheppard was still wearing his 302 flight suit. Really he should have been getting changed for the meeting, this was a formal occasion after all. "So what's this all about Sheppard?"

Sheppard sighed as he leaned back. "Sir. We're going to have to fight the Empire."

Caldwell raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

Sheppard sighed leaning forward again. "It came to me while I was out there-" he indicated the outside of the ship. Flying the CAP with the vessels of the other ships. "-as much as I don't want to get involved in this fight I think we're going to have too. Whatever dragged us here can always drag us back if we leave and I don't think it's any mistake that our ships are the ones that are here. Between us, we have a wealth of military technology and knowledge, a vast array of different skills that all complement each other and even look at the assortment of ships. It's almost as if it was designed to be made into a fleet. We need to find who pulled us here, or do what they brought us here to do-"

Caldwell held up a hand to stop him. "I know Sheppard. In fact, as off yesterday, McKay hasn't been working on a theory to get us back to our universe. He's designing a probe that uses Asgard Sensors and Subspace communications to seek out energies consistent with interuniversal travel so we can find out how we got here, and talk to whatever did this and find out why."

"Oh." Sheppard leaned back in his chair again, more relaxed. Hands-on the table, stunned into silence. A rare occurrence. "Okay good. So we're going to fight?"

Caldwell sighed. "Yes, we're going to fight."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

DAEDALUS // TRANSITORY MISTS

The last couple of days had been trying. The Daedalus had seen a lot of work done to her, repairing shield relays that had been damaged during the battle and the sheer number of Hyperspace trips she had taken in and out of the mists. She was fast and small which made her a prime vessel for hit and runs into nearby space. That coupled with her beaming technology made her the best ship for raids. So far Caldwell had managed to convince Erthos to keep the existence of the beaming technology a secret, saving someone's life earned you a number of points as it turned out. McKay had spent most of his time aboard the Resurgence closely guarded by Ronon with Teyla closeby as the more diplomatic of the team. Meanwhile, as much as Caldwell had to admit it, being one of the best pilots he had on hand Sheppard was flying the joint CAP in a 302 with ships from the other fleet. Apparently he had even one a flight in one of the ARC-170s in a match of a game called 'Sabaac'. The newer ships of the fleet seemed slower to trust, but despite this, they had agreed to sit in on the next round of negotiations.

Caldwell would be there himself this time he had decided, all cards on the table. There was no indication that they were going to get out of this situation anytime soon. The only way they were going to survive long enough to find a way to get home, and then implement it was for them to all work together. That meant even letting some of the Daedalus' more secret technology be public knowledge. That meant virtually all the best Asgard upgrades they had been given. Beaming technology, holographic projection, their shield arrays. He hated to admit it but they were a primitive ship with the exception of one or two amazing upgrades. If they could find some form of common ground here, they could make some form of deal and upgrade their own ship. That would mean this entire endeavour had been worth it when they returned back to their own universe. Hermiod was already working on cracking the encryption on the robot they had brought back from the Imperial ship, or 'droid' as the Resurgences crew called it. From what they could gather there was some useful information on it the encryption was just far heavier than anything they were expecting to counter. He had contemplated having McKay working on it with the Asgard but they really needed to tackle both problems at once.

The ships intercom buzzed, Marks voice over the system as Caldwell started into the mists. "Colonel Caldwell on radio, Colonel Caldwell on radio." Sighing Caldwell picked up his earpiece, pushing it into his right ear he tapped it to activate it.

"This is Caldwell."

"Sir, Colonel Sheppard has just landed and he requests to speak to you before you depart for the Resurgence. He says it's urgent."

"Tell him to meet me on the bridge." This had to be important, it wasn't like Sheppard to follow protocol.

The Tower Chapter 1: A New Dawn

GM Post Part 2/2

The woman stood centre screen. Her back straight, eyes forward yet a kind and loving smile on her face. The kind of caring smile that would make someone let their guard down, only to get stabbed in the back. Images crossed the screen of the chaos erupting in the streets, buildings on fire, metal warped and destroyed. Beings capable of causing mass damage, creating hysteria. The woman eventually spoke, her voice as calm and soothing as her appearance. It hit all the right tones that it was just pleasant and calming. She was someone well-practised, well versed and knew what she was doing.

"People of Marlon. I am Amara Williamson from Lorne Corporation. As you all know a truly unfortunate accident has plunged our city into chaos. While we at the Lorne Corporation have done everything in our power to repair the damage done by the explosion of the Tower, sadly are now at an impasse. These deadly Parahumans roam our streets, disrupting and spreading chaos. Challenging the Lorne Corporation, deeming it to be some malignant beast that it is not." The camera changed to a different angle, leaving her smiling directly into the camera. "We at Lorne wish for nothing more but to help the people of Marlon, especially those whose lives were negatively affected. We are here to help, we have specialist rehabilitation centres. We are here to help the Parahumans and those lives they touch. We understand that not everyone wants these powers, not everyone wants to use them for evil. Though we have recently discovered that to be a Parahuman is a disease, one that is slowly killing each and every one of them."

The shot changed to that of City-Hall. "We are setting up a drop-in clinic in City Hall at the end of the week on Saturday. Anyone who suspects they are a Parahuman should come then, the sooner we discover a cure the sooner we can treat the disease and we need all of your help to do that."

The shot panned out to her standing overlooking the city, where she turned to face the camera. "Please. Help us save this city."