@kishin asura
Not dead...sleeping....
Not dead...sleeping....
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@Wraithblade6 @Tyki @thewizardguy
The clones began to panic en mass, as the planet was hurled at the small ship. Klonos fell to her knees, and wept, for she knew...There was no hope of winning.
"We cannot fight such strength....our struggle will be all for naught....I've failed you all, my children..." She says, her moral shattered by this feat of immense strength. They couldn't run, they couldn't hide. They were all doomed.....So, they did the one thing they could do. They prayed. They prayed for someone to help them, anyone....
They called out for help.....
....And somebody, answered.
First, Asriel, the first son appeared, and set the planet straight. The clones were in awe of that alone. This strange creature, stood before the tyranid in defiance. However, he was not the only one who answered the call. For, as the Tyranid fleet began it's no doubt retorted attack, a streak of light smashed though one of the many Tyranid ships, cutting though it like fire though paper, leaving two smoldering halves of the ship. This streak of light flew, until it stood between the Tyranid, and everyone else....Then, the light gave way, revealing who exactly this was...
He stood in golden armor that seemed to glow like a star, with huge wings of the purest white. His long black hair waved in the cosmic winds. His eyes, almost glowed with the determination to save his friends from this monster........
Lucien, the Warrior of the Sun
"Hmph. You're going to need to try harder than that....To hurt my friends!" He declares, his voice traveling across the light itself, though out the galaxy at large. This message, this challenge, was issued to all. Chaos, Tyranid, or worse.
The hive mind's battle against a true hero, begins now.
The clones began to panic en mass, as the planet was hurled at the small ship. Klonos fell to her knees, and wept, for she knew...There was no hope of winning.
"We cannot fight such strength....our struggle will be all for naught....I've failed you all, my children..." She says, her moral shattered by this feat of immense strength. They couldn't run, they couldn't hide. They were all doomed.....So, they did the one thing they could do. They prayed. They prayed for someone to help them, anyone....
They called out for help.....
....And somebody, answered.
First, Asriel, the first son appeared, and set the planet straight. The clones were in awe of that alone. This strange creature, stood before the tyranid in defiance. However, he was not the only one who answered the call. For, as the Tyranid fleet began it's no doubt retorted attack, a streak of light smashed though one of the many Tyranid ships, cutting though it like fire though paper, leaving two smoldering halves of the ship. This streak of light flew, until it stood between the Tyranid, and everyone else....Then, the light gave way, revealing who exactly this was...
He stood in golden armor that seemed to glow like a star, with huge wings of the purest white. His long black hair waved in the cosmic winds. His eyes, almost glowed with the determination to save his friends from this monster........
Lucien, the Warrior of the Sun
"Hmph. You're going to need to try harder than that....To hurt my friends!" He declares, his voice traveling across the light itself, though out the galaxy at large. This message, this challenge, was issued to all. Chaos, Tyranid, or worse.
The hive mind's battle against a true hero, begins now.
@SgtEasy
Darven is able to do a lot of things, given any amount of time really.
Darven is able to do a lot of things, given any amount of time really.
@thewizardguy @SgtEasy @Absolis
Darven awoke far eariler than everyone else, sneaking about the fortress during the night as he had to do something. He had seen the Emperor's powers, and he had seen what the Emperor had done to the reptile warriors...and he was intruiged. Very much so, an instant change over several creatures, it was something even Darven couldn't do...
Skip now to when the others had awakened, and Banha was training his troops. He found one, out of them all, to be acting the slightest bit odd. One of the lizards was..being....serious. He did not stumble around like his fellows, he did not laugh when another of his kind fell, or failed. His katana strikes were true, and he managed to sheath his weapon with perfect form. On the range, his gaze was that of a hardened warrior, and his aim just as true as his fellows. It was odd. It was as if the warrior he had used to be was still there, even if his physical form had been changed.
Darven had been there, on the sidelines, watching the training intently, and more accurately, watching this odd chibi. When training had finished, and Banha began to berate them, the chibi looked down at his feet, and had the look of shame upon his face. He understood perfectly, and it wounded his pride. After this, when the other chibis were cheering, he almost goes to strangle the fellow closest to him, but manages to restrain his anger. After being dismissed, the chibi walks over to Darven, and begins to speak to him in a language in which Banha could understand jack and or shit. Darven would nod along, and reply in the strange language. As Banha began to move towards Nova's throne room, or the equivalent, Darven and this chibi would follow, tailing the Batarian. However, when he runs into one of the Rivard Brothers, Darven stops himself, and the chibi, not knowing the person well enough to approach them. He tries to seem inconspicuous, and fails, spectacularly.
Darven awoke far eariler than everyone else, sneaking about the fortress during the night as he had to do something. He had seen the Emperor's powers, and he had seen what the Emperor had done to the reptile warriors...and he was intruiged. Very much so, an instant change over several creatures, it was something even Darven couldn't do...
Skip now to when the others had awakened, and Banha was training his troops. He found one, out of them all, to be acting the slightest bit odd. One of the lizards was..being....serious. He did not stumble around like his fellows, he did not laugh when another of his kind fell, or failed. His katana strikes were true, and he managed to sheath his weapon with perfect form. On the range, his gaze was that of a hardened warrior, and his aim just as true as his fellows. It was odd. It was as if the warrior he had used to be was still there, even if his physical form had been changed.
Darven had been there, on the sidelines, watching the training intently, and more accurately, watching this odd chibi. When training had finished, and Banha began to berate them, the chibi looked down at his feet, and had the look of shame upon his face. He understood perfectly, and it wounded his pride. After this, when the other chibis were cheering, he almost goes to strangle the fellow closest to him, but manages to restrain his anger. After being dismissed, the chibi walks over to Darven, and begins to speak to him in a language in which Banha could understand jack and or shit. Darven would nod along, and reply in the strange language. As Banha began to move towards Nova's throne room, or the equivalent, Darven and this chibi would follow, tailing the Batarian. However, when he runs into one of the Rivard Brothers, Darven stops himself, and the chibi, not knowing the person well enough to approach them. He tries to seem inconspicuous, and fails, spectacularly.
@Lmpkio
Along with the forces of the Alliance of Conqurers, another force of evil lays its dark claims on Arcaida-1. The forces of the Lanka, lead by Roshan and his demons lay their claims to the tropical parts of the world, and more, managing to quickly set up a defense against any invader. Quite dangerously, the forces of the Lanka are not easily dispatched, despite the massive technological advantage the AoC had over them. It was the magical powers of the Bahnar that kept their hold tight, as even ships were struck out of the air by bolts of magical power, and even larger monsters were felled with blood and death magics, causing horrible afflictions to befall those that sought to invade the land of the demon ogres, and ape men.
Roshan's forces appeared in central america, Africa, and parts of Europe and Asia. With their mighty blood gates keeping them well supplied from their home world, it seems that theLanka are here to stay, if only for the moment....
"Sir, we've engaged some strange force of several species of creatures. They have strange techknowlogies that we've yet to even begin to understand...." A officer reports to Roshan, and Roshan simply sighs. "Then get to work figuring it out. I want every advantage we have...or I'm going to take the blood needed for my magics out of your family. Understand?"
"...Yes sir. Right away sir." With that, the officer rushes out of Roshan's main throne room, in his new Castle in New Lanka, formerly Miami. He awaits news on the current war efforts against the Alliance, and he waits for his spies to return to him, not knowing that the Alliance would be so easily fooled by what appeared to be beautiful red haired women..or would they?
Along with the forces of the Alliance of Conqurers, another force of evil lays its dark claims on Arcaida-1. The forces of the Lanka, lead by Roshan and his demons lay their claims to the tropical parts of the world, and more, managing to quickly set up a defense against any invader. Quite dangerously, the forces of the Lanka are not easily dispatched, despite the massive technological advantage the AoC had over them. It was the magical powers of the Bahnar that kept their hold tight, as even ships were struck out of the air by bolts of magical power, and even larger monsters were felled with blood and death magics, causing horrible afflictions to befall those that sought to invade the land of the demon ogres, and ape men.
Roshan's forces appeared in central america, Africa, and parts of Europe and Asia. With their mighty blood gates keeping them well supplied from their home world, it seems that theLanka are here to stay, if only for the moment....
"Sir, we've engaged some strange force of several species of creatures. They have strange techknowlogies that we've yet to even begin to understand...." A officer reports to Roshan, and Roshan simply sighs. "Then get to work figuring it out. I want every advantage we have...or I'm going to take the blood needed for my magics out of your family. Understand?"
"...Yes sir. Right away sir." With that, the officer rushes out of Roshan's main throne room, in his new Castle in New Lanka, formerly Miami. He awaits news on the current war efforts against the Alliance, and he waits for his spies to return to him, not knowing that the Alliance would be so easily fooled by what appeared to be beautiful red haired women..or would they?
name: David Relshmen.
age: 42
appearance: David walks around in a blood stained labcoat, and a gas mask, hiding his physical features from the world.
race(most likely human): Human...? No, just kidden, he's a human.
Abilities: Chemist: David has a vast knowledge of chemicals, meaning he can jimmy up things like acids, drugs, and other useful tools in the zombie/vampire apocalypse.
weapons: Chem thrower: A large spray device, like a powerwasher on his back that runs off of electicity, he uses this to launch his chemical weapons at his foes, things ranging from acids, to non-lethal mace.
bio: Not much is known about David, other than he used to be a highschool chemistry teacher, with a wife and child...but he lost it all when the zombies came.
age: 42
appearance: David walks around in a blood stained labcoat, and a gas mask, hiding his physical features from the world.
race(most likely human): Human...? No, just kidden, he's a human.
Abilities: Chemist: David has a vast knowledge of chemicals, meaning he can jimmy up things like acids, drugs, and other useful tools in the zombie/vampire apocalypse.
weapons: Chem thrower: A large spray device, like a powerwasher on his back that runs off of electicity, he uses this to launch his chemical weapons at his foes, things ranging from acids, to non-lethal mace.
bio: Not much is known about David, other than he used to be a highschool chemistry teacher, with a wife and child...but he lost it all when the zombies came.
@kishin asura
Mersy Christmass!
Mersy Christmass!
Dr. Glass, log 19.....
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Yo, sorry for being sorta absent...Soo, what the hell happened?
Yea know what? Quick retcon...
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