Stern Algorithm

Overlord - Mors Inimicos Nostros

"The stars?" Lexus Dominiel asked, rhetorically. "I see a glimpse of Divine Order, the mission that you, my lord, have entrusted to me. I see that which you have created me from, the darkness between the stars, the invisible emptiness that holds all things together."

Yes, some angels were made of light and of fire, but some such angels have proved to be arrogant and proud, seeing the beauty of their own light and challenging that of their creator. Lexus Dominiel was created from darkness, which will always be submissive and humble in the light of the creator, yet given enough power, is enough to extinguish the light of the stars, the light of the rebellious ones. Yet Lord Ophiuchus mentioned an encroaching darkness. Perhaps this was a sign for Lexus Dominiel, a chance to prove itself immune to corruption, made of darkness, yes, but clean like the night sky, and wholly unlike the darkness that shuns the light of the creator, the one that currently seeks to undo the Day of Reckoning. "I will confront this darkness my lord, if it is your will."

Overlord - Mors Inimicos Nostros

@vancexentan

I just need to get a post up at some point to continue Lexus' interaction with @Zelosse

For Greater Evil!

Annatar, Lord of Gifts

Appearance:

Creature Form

Humanoid Form

True Form

Name: Annatar

Title: Lord of Gifts

Species: Magical Pet (Eldritch Monstrosity)

Abilities:

Spells based on the concept of opposites and contradictions, described as Love (positive), Terror (negative), and Madness (contradiction).

• Force Fields - Manifestation of Absolute Terror
• Telepathy - Manifestation of Absolute Love
• Electricity - Using opposing charges
• Temperature - Using extreme heat and extreme cold
• Teleportation - Contradiction of the concepts of 'Near' and 'Far'
• Regeneration - Contradiction of Life and Death
• Pocket Dimension - Contradiction of the concepts of 'Inside' and 'Outside'
• Gifting Powers - Contractually binding
• Limited Wish-granting - as part of contract

Skills:

Understands fashion, accessorizing, cooking, baking, school drama, boys, romance, etc. Empathetic, good at offering emotional support. Basically whatever makes him the best "girl's best friend" he can possibly be.

Sample Post:

Interview in Hell

"Aren't you an ally of justice? A force for good?" the test proctor asked, sitting across the decadent mahogany table. For some reason, demons loved mahogany.

A streak of annoyance flashed across Annatar's young, boyish face, though the placid, condescending smirk never left. "I can see why you would think that. Mentoring teams of pastel-clad girls who use their bright, magical powers to fend off the darkness and fulfill their dreams does give one a certain type of reputation. But tell me, what do you consider the greatest evil?"

Already bored with the conversation, the proctor simply stated, "I suppose that was rhetorical?"

"It's Free Will, of course," Annatar continued as if not hearing the proctor, "Free Will and Chaos, one begets the other. You may not know this, but I come from another plane of existence, well, to be precise, I come from the uncomfortable place between planes of existences. The space between space, the darkness within the darkness. And it is only in planes of existence that you have these 'rules', 'physical laws' as you call them. Annoying things, they maintain order; and in society, they maintain the good. Order opposes Chaos, Law opposes Free Will. I simply gave the girls what they wanted, and the power to attain more of what they wanted. Of course, everyone thinks that they want good in the beginning. But that's not what they really wanted, and in the end, it's definitely not what they got."

"Riight...so why are you here? Why aren't you still out there 'sowing chaos'?"

This time Annatar frowned, and seeing the smug look on the proctor's face let Annatar know that the proctor knew very well the reason. There had been an insurrection. The girls rejected his machinations and took advantage of some bullshit loophole in their contract. To this day, they continued to flaunt the powers he gave them and continued to provide help and comfort for the world. Without realizing it, Annatar's breathing had quickened and his fists were tightly clenched. Damn this physical form and it's involuntary, physical reactions. "Sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands," Annatar said vaguely, slowing his breath and unclenching his fists. The proctor didn't buy it. "Alright, I fucked up," Annatar said, throwing his hands up in exasperation as his body lost its shape and flowed like cream until it coalesced into his creature form, sitting on top of the table. Strangely, he felt more comfortable in this form. "I'm here to fix my reputation, to find new allies, and most of all, to take revenge. So if that's all, I have a midterm to take."

"Yes, yes you do. And as far as I'm concerned, you've passed the first part."

"WHAT?!"

"This was an interview, but you can also think of it as psychological profiling," the proctor explained, "We were on the fence about you, but I think you'll do fine. You have a few other tests to take though, better get to it."

"Great!" Annatar exclaimed as he bounded off the table, but before leaving, he arched back to look at the proctor, "You seem like a decent fellow, if you enter into a contract with me, I can grant..."

"GET OUT!"

Other:

For Greater Evil!

Here's my CS:

Annatar, Lord of Gifts

Appearance:

Creature Form

Humanoid Form

True Form

Name: Annatar

Title: Lord of Gifts

Species: Magical Pet (Eldritch Monstrosity)

Abilities:

Spells based on the concept of opposites and contradictions, described as Love (positive), Terror (negative), and Madness (contradiction).

• Force Fields - Manifestation of Absolute Terror
• Telepathy - Manifestation of Absolute Love
• Electricity - Using opposing charges
• Temperature - Using extreme heat and extreme cold
• Teleportation - Contradiction of the concepts of 'Near' and 'Far'
• Pocket Dimension - Contradiction of the concepts of 'Inside' and 'Outside'
• Gifting Powers - Contractually binding
• Limited Wish-granting - as part of contract
• Others

Skills:

Understands fashion, accessorizing, cooking, baking, school drama, boys, romance, etc. Empathetic, good at offering emotional support. Basically whatever makes him the best "girl's best friend" he can possibly be.

Sample Post:

Interview in Hell

"Aren't you an ally of justice? A force for good?" the test proctor asked, sitting across the decadent mahogany table. For some reason, demons loved mahogany.

A streak of annoyance flashed across Annatar's young, boyish face, though the placid, condescending smirk never left. "I can see why you would think that. Mentoring teams of pastel-clad girls who use their bright, magical powers to fend off the darkness and fulfill their dreams does give one a certain type of reputation. But tell me, what do you consider the greatest evil?"

Already bored with the conversation, the proctor simply stated, "I suppose that was rhetorical?"

"It's Free Will, of course," Annatar continued as if not hearing the proctor, "Free Will and Chaos, one begets the other. You may not know this, but I come from another plane of existence, well, to be precise, I come from the uncomfortable place between planes of existences. The space between space, the darkness within the darkness. And it is only in planes of existence that you have these 'rules', 'physical laws' as you call them. Annoying things, they maintain order; and in society, they maintain the good. Order opposes Chaos, Law opposes Free Will. I simply gave the girls what they wanted, and the power to attain more of what they wanted. Of course, everyone thinks that they want good in the beginning. But that's not what they really wanted, and in the end, it's definitely not what they got."

"Riight...so why are you here? Why aren't you still out there 'sowing chaos'?"

This time Annatar frowned, and seeing the smug look on the proctor's face let Annatar know that the proctor knew very well the reason. There had been an insurrection. The girls rejected his machinations and took advantage of some bullshit loophole in their contract. To this day, they continued to flaunt the powers he gave them and continued to provide help and comfort for the world. Without realizing it, Annatar's breathing had quickened and his fists were tightly clenched. Damn this physical form and it's involuntary, physical reactions. "Sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands," Annatar said vaguely, slowing his breath and unclenching his fists. The proctor didn't buy it. "Alright, I fucked up," Annatar said, throwing his hands up in exasperation as his body lost its shape and flowed like cream until it coalesced into his creature form, sitting on top of the table. Strangely, he felt more comfortable in this form. "I'm here to fix my reputation, to find new allies, and most of all, to take revenge. So if that's all, I have a midterm to take."

"Yes, yes you do. And as far as I'm concerned, you've passed the first part."

"WHAT?!"

"This was an interview, but you can also think of it as psychological profiling," the proctor explained, "We were on the fence about you, but I think you'll do fine. You have a few other tests to take though, better get to it."

"Great!" Annatar exclaimed as he bounded off the table, but before leaving, he arched back to look at the proctor, "You seem like a decent fellow, if you enter into a contract with me, I can grant..."

"GET OUT!"

Other:

Overlord - Glory in a new World

Huddled in the Great Hall, hunched over the table, Brunhillde sat overlooking the resplendent meal that had been set out. Ugly crying, she stuffed her face with the food, while the constantly refreshing food buffs she kept receiving gave her a strange sense of depressed satisfaction. YGGDRASIL was coming to an end, and the thought was too much to bear. Whenever she lifter her face from the meal, she would either catch a glimpse of one of her guildmates and the armor and weapons that she had helped them craft, or something about the guild itself that she had had a hand in building, which would send her back to attacking the food. To have everything that she had spent so long building, crafting, and perfecting stripped away from her, to lose this piece of her world that she had helped create... This was her escape from the cruelty of the real world that would never accept her for who she was. These were her real friends. This was her real home. Brunhillde slowly lifted her face from the pie she had been focusing her attention on. She realized she was being silly. The others were already exchanging contact information and planning ahead, hoping to meet up, possibly in some other game. She had let her hopelessness get the better of her, but she had never been very proactive to begin with. Maybe it was too late, the timer was already seconds away from the end.

3...

2...

1...

Suddenly the light from the windows went dark and a draft blasted in. Was this some joke on the part of the developers? Were the yactually going to simulate an apocalypse? But the rush of her guild leader and guildmates rushing into the hall suggested something else. Wiping away her tears, Brunhillde looked on curiously and quietly and she reached for another slice of pie, wondering what was afoot. Two things happened simultaneously: Brunhillde realized that her hand was still wet with tears, the crying emote had never actually produced real, interactable fluid, and the second was that the pie was dry, causing a lump of starchy goodness to get stuck in Brunhillde's throat, choking her. Pounding her chest frantically to help get the morsel down, Brunhillde reached for a horn of beverage to wash it down. Choking on food wasn't a possibility in this game.

"What is happening. Does anybody know what in the hell is happening?"

@Zelosse

Brunhillde stared at her hands, trying to fathom the severity of the situation.

"Calm down Zealous-sama, you should shouldn't be so panicked, it will make the others nervous. I believe our, or your guild house has been transported to another location. I feel speaking of this should be between mostly guild mates and we should let the servants stand out for this conversation, it would be... Above their level of thought."

@Spriggs27

"Well, while I'd love to say that this is some sort of secret update or... a dream, I doubt we are dealing with either of those. Honestly though, you shouldn't worry too much guild leader. At least, we have food and things of the kind, it isn't that bad regardless of what exactly is happening. Plus, you have us around, so I'm sure we can go through whatever problem we face."

@Darked13

She was surprised they could remain so calm, but she could understand Overzealous' panic, he was a ghost. But Archene brought up a good point, was this an update? Was this a dream? A single word flashed through Brunhillde's mind: PHYSICS. Shakily, she reached over to a lovely wine glass and poured the wine into her plate. Grabbing a dinner roll, she began mashing the bread into the wine, watching it soak up the color and become soggy. Continuing to play with the soggy dough, Brunhillde began to chuckle nervously. She struck the wine glass against the table, shattering it, and started sticking the broken glass shards into the soggy lump. "...it's real...it's real..." she muttered to herself as she explored the world the way a toddler would, testing the way things interacted with each other. "My forge! Omniac!" Brunhillde called out, suddenly overcome with the urge to build like she had never done before. Bolting up, and causing her chair to squeak backwards, she looked around the room, "It's real."

Overlord - Glory in a new World

@Stern Algorithm Ill accept both for now but the raid boss needs to be toned down to a normal NPC. Ursa has already claimed the boss spot

@Zelosse

OK, out of curiosity, who's Ursa? And by 'normal' NPC, what do you mean? Crank the level down? Can Omniac be a 'floor guardian' rather than a 'raid boss', or do you just want it to be a non-combatant?

Overlord - Glory in a new World

OK, so sorry for the delay, but I finally got my CS's done. The first is my tech-nut dwarf inventor, and the second is her NPC assistant/raid boss guardian. i was a bit conflicted with how many crafting levels I gave Brunhillde, so please let me know what changes I need to make to be accepted.

Burned Hill Brunhillde

Burned Hill Brunhillde

Appearance

Apperance, imagine the face and overal personality in the first image on the body of the second image.

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Name: Gao YiRen
Character name: Burned Hill Brunhillde
Age: 42
Gender: Female
Level: 100
Race: Dwarf
Class:

- Lvl 15 Alchemist
- Lvl 15 Armor Smith
- Lvl 10 Blacksmith
- Lvl 12 Craftsman
- Lvl 13 Item Smith
- Lvl 10 Merchant
- Lvl 10 Rune Smith
- Lvl 15 Weapon Smith

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Personality: Quiet and pleasant, but a bit of a know-it-all, YiRen is used to people not sharing her interests and has learned to keep her nerdy tendencies to herself, even in the game. She finds her calling in being helpful to others so the Ardent Heralds (who had helped her level in the past) became the natural guild for her to join. More curious about the world of Yggdrasil as a physics simulator, YiRen spends her free time in the game pushing the boundaries, while her responsibilities to the Guild are item crafting, equipment customization, and fine tuning NPC's. She can sometimes get overly enthusiastic when it comes to upgrading or 'pimping out' her comrades, and has a surprising obsession with moral philosophy and all things mecha.

Background: As a kid, YiRen was the kind of 'fat, ugly, anti-social girl' that people typically believe would escape into online games because the real world had nothing but disdain for them. Now she is an unmarried woman in her early forties, considered by many to be 'unmarriageable'. She had always been book-smart with poor EQ. She got an IT job at a big company and has been stuck in corporate hell ever since. Finding too much judgment from others in face-to-face interactions, YiRen escaped into games, where she could let her creativity and curiosity flow freely. Inspired by certain gamers recreating 'video screens' and 'calculators' in the open-world sandbox game, "Digcraft", YiRen sought out Yggdrasil, which was notorious for its open-ended customization. Choosing a dwarf avatar as an acceptance of her own body-type, YiRen wasn't ready for how competitive the game was and simply wished to build things. Fortunately, someone from the Ardent Heralds helped her through her early levels, and it wasn't long until she joined as chief architect thanks to her willingness to dive into the code of the game to give her fellow guildmates exactly what they wanted with their items and NPC's. In return, she was allowed to do whatever she wanted in her forge. Over the years, she has (thanks to AFK bots) transcribed a great many scientific texts into the guild library in her continuing quest to push the limits of the Yggdrasil physics simulator.

Items:

• Magneto Gauntlets - Relic Class Item - Each gauntlet of the pair is forged from five "Rings of Animate Weapon", together they grant Brunhillde ten simultaneous charges of the spell "Animate Weapon".
• The Iron Throne - Relic Class Item - A Merchant Class special item known as a 'wheelbarrow' that allows the merchant to use the special ability 'vend' and sell the wares contained in the cart. The Iron Throne was crafted with pieces from the entire "Juggernaut" armor set, each piece being incredibly heavy, and the set bonus giving the wearer armor and magical defense based on the wearer's total weight, in this case, it applies the weight of the wheelbarrow contents as well.
• Various high-level magical weapons - Class varies - Stored in her cart or backpack, Brunhillde generally fights with these, typically animating 'elemental' attribute weapons to target her opponent's specific weaknesses, though she does have the occasional weapon with unusual 'utility' abilities.

Abilities/skills:

• Animate Weapon - Turns any single weapon Brunhillde possesses into a 'summon' with a level equivalent to the weapon's level. The level of the Animated Weapon must be a minimum of five levels lower than her.
• Ride Cart - Allows Brunhillde to ride her cart for a quick burst of speed for a short period of time. The skill can be prematurely ended with "Collide Cart".
• Collide Cart - Prematurely ends "Ride Cart" by colliding with an enemy, dealing physical damage based on the weight of the contents of the cart as well as the weight of the rider.
• Forge Magical Item - Brunhillde has filled her library with various crafting recipes from throughout Yggdrasil, and given the correct materials and enough time, can craft Top Class items or lower with ease, Legacy Class items and higher require a much greater time investment and involve extremely rare materials.
• Repurpose Magical Item - Brunhillde has unlocked the ability to use magical items as materials to make other items, transferring their special traits the the resultant item. This gives her the ability to create highly customized, high-level items for herself and her allies.

Themes:

Mythos Biblios Omniac

Mythos Biblios Omniac

Appearance

Mythos Biblios Omniac is a gigantic mechanical Atlas Beetle whose three horns act like three prongs of a tuning fork. Omniac is a slight off-white with teal and red accents

Unable to get the axact image I want, I included below a few inspiration images:

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Character Name: Mythos Biblios Omniac
Gender: N/A
Level: 88
Race: Heteromorphic

- Lvl 15 Magitech Construct
- Lvl 15 Swarm Lord

Class:

- Lvl 15 Bard
- Lvl 15 Summoner
- Lvl 15 Hierophant
- Lvl 15 General

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Background: Omniac was Brunhillde's foray into testing the limits of NPC AI. She wanted to see just how far she could push the in-game coding. Deciding to be helpful, Brunhillde created Omniac as a librarian to manage the knowledge that she was compiling in the game and as an assistant at the forge. Eventually, Omniac was adapted to be a 'raid boss'-style guild hall guardian, complete with adds. Omniac was created with a stereotypical 'AI' personality, having little understanding, and even less interest in 'humanity' and 'emotions', and does on occasion exhibit HAL 9000 and Skynet-like qualities, expressing how much more 'efficient' AI would be at running the world. Still, this criticism is mostly directed outward at non-guild members as Omniac is intensely loyal.

Items:

• Cymatic Tricorn - Omniac's horns were forged from three high-level bardic instruments, The Timpani of Tremors, Apollonius Lyre, and Horn of the Endless Song. Together, they give Omniac mastery over three phenomena that are scientifically classified as waves: Light, Sound, and Gravity, which Omniac uses for basic attacks, buffs for allies, debuffs for enemies, and its signature, notoriously difficult to dodge area of effect spells that follow cymatic patterns and diffraction patterns.
• Magitech Forge - Nestled within Omniac's abdomen, Omniac uses this device whenever it has spare mana to create more members of its swarm, tiny simplified versions of itself that, when positioned properly, are used to amplify its wave-based attacks, similar to how speaker placement or concert hall architecture are key for musical performances.
• Eye of the AllFather - This allows Omniac to control its swarm and see through their eyes. The reconnaissance of the swarm is often the first line of defense for the Ardent Herald's Guild Hall.

Abilities/skills:

• Harmonic Dowsing - While none of Omniac's attacks are particularly damaging, if it can get three hits on a single target by any means, whether through a physical strike, a ranged spell, or an attack by one of its swarm, it is able to triangulate the 'resonant frequency' of the target. It then switches to 'resonant mode' where all its future attacks are now tuned to that frequency, dealing significanty more damage.
• Symphony - Buffs allies' weapons with 'resonant frequency', increasing their damage to the 'dowsed' target.
• Basic Light-based Bard Spells
• Basic Air/Sound-based Bard Spells
• Basic Gravity-based Bard Spells

Theme:

Overlord - Mors Inimicos Nostros

Lexus Dominiel quietly gained sentience, transitioning seamlessly from digital being to divine immortal. They had followed Ophiuchus, their creator, into the Library, as they were programmed to do. Lexus Dominiel did not notice the transition, its existence up to this point seemingly making perfect contiguous sense. Nothing had changed, Lexus Dominiel was bound to obey the guild and its members, but Ophiuchus most of all. Standing next to Ophiuchus, Lexus Dominiel in their mortal guise, that of a silver-haired, androgynous child, took a moment to revel in their creator's glory, and the magnificence of the Library that Ophiuchus had created.

Suddenly, one of the silver-clad soldiers burst into the Library to make an announcement. "Lord Ophiuchus, something seems to be afoot," Lexus Dominiel said, stating the obvious. But then they did something they had never done before. Lexus Dominiel offered a conjecture, "Perhaps it is related to the end of the world. It is truly a grave thing if a matter of Divine Will is being interfered with."

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

"'Dis be yah one and only warnin', Dieselpunk. Don't call meh that again. Call me Zion. If using 'deh term Lord doesn't feel right.

@Jin Of Mana

A faint look of displeasure flashed across Kyouran's face. She had just wanted to lighten the mood and take her mind off Karma's execution, but, as was often the case with villains, Zion was sensitive about his identity. Of course, Kyouran's casual, punky nature rubbed most people the wrong way, but having been a street thug, breaking the law, breaking the rules, and giving the very concept of 'formality' a big middle finger was all part of the same mentality. Still, Kyouran was in no mood to push back, so she simply muttered a, "...sorry, Zion..." knowing that if she had said 'Lord', it would have come off sounding sarcastic, and she wanted to sound sincere to at least cement their professional relationship.

"A pleasure to meet you too, You can call me Verd if you wish. Oh wow that is very fascinating. Now is it with any time of machinery? Can you graft said machinery to your body like armor?"

@Eviledd1984

Taking a swig of her beer, She turned to Verdrehte. "It's actually any metallic object, really, but the more I take on, the heavier I get, the heavier I get, the less my organic limbs can hold myself up, so adding machinery to the mix gives me the power I need to move around. Someone once told me that it should be possible for me to incorporate computers and hack systems like nothing before, but I'm not too good at the brainy stuff." She pointed at the bear trap that replaced her jaw, "This little souvenir is permanent. If I'm fused to long with something it becomes a part of me forever. I usually feel pain before that happens and kick it out of my body, but I was drunk during this. Someone also helped me replace my vocal chord with a speaker, because I was unable to talk for the longest time." She said this without opening her bear trap, to signify that the sound of her voice was not being produced naturally. She wondered if she was giving to much away, not holding her cards close to her chest. Maybe she was naive to want to continue to build trust when they had so recently been betrayed, but she felt that only made building trust more imperative.

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

Sorry, I'll try to get a post up soon