The creature glows up once more, as a massive weight strikes your mind. A being not fettered by physical form, it's mental presence dwarfing entire civilizations of sentient beings, the creature's consciousness reached out to Kaika. A single finger of godlike thought, drilling into your brain. It's thoughts, inhuman and impossible for any mortal brain to fathom, flood into your mind, images and experiences flashing through the temporary connection, a stream of information and pain, the accumulated thoughts and memories of the life of a God. Or a Demon.
For a moment, you see a single pont. An absolute, black spot. No light, no time, no space. The very concepts of time and space were irrelevant in that one, infinite instance, an existence that encompassed all. And then, through some small flicker, some impossible disturbance in the absolute balance that was this entity, this single point, Infinite possibility manifests outwards, as uncontainable energy and matter bursts forth, an explosion that was not rivaled since the beginning of creation. From the darkness came light, from it came existence. Time and space form into existence, forced into working systems by the expansion of the singularity. The birth of all that was today, witnessed from one who had experienced it, an image that could never be forgotten, imprinted directly into your brain.
As Mithias takes a hold of the ring, it explodes in violent energy. Lightning erupts over his skin, as he's encased in a pillar of energy. A vision, as electricity flows through body and soul, a mere fraction of an absolute being, the God of Gods. It courses through Mithias, and had his soul not already been host to another, it might have been completely overwritten by the invasion. A glimpse of an infinite lightning storm, glowing and tall, and yet somehow swirling with a deep, ancient, will. The ring rips through you as your body is shattered to pieces, your very being crying out in horror as the creature attempts to seemingly overwrite your existence. And then, the moment the mysterious ring leaves your disembodied hands, it's gone.
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Main RP: Hell's Coffee Lounge
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Then invent such a place, and put your characters down there. And we both know I would never insta-kill your characters.
((And somehow I forgot about Onikage and Ural. Sorry.))
Onikage looked up, as his opponent took out the heavy explosives. He simply took out a pistol, stopping for a moment. An advanced HUD built into his vizor illuminated the area, robotic limb controls in his suit moved his limbs nearly automatically. Sonic and light targeting was used, as the exact size and shape of everything in the area was determined, mapping every bump on Rhyss's body, every skin hair. A near-perfect system guided his hand, as Onikage fired a single bullet straight into the chamber of the Bunker Breaker, the exploding causing a chain reaction within the weapon.
As Onikage moved forward, a van moved in, full of vampires in it. He would have taken it down, but he had a priority target on hand, and he had no time to diverge from his original objective. With Rhyss weakened by the explosive, he would swiftly put an end to the Old Blood. As a few of the surviving vampires approached him, he swiftly took them down with a few slashes, only to find that they didn't fall. Instead, with seeming foresight, they dodged out of the way of his attacks. Based on logical calculation and deduction, that could mean only one thing. There were only 2 known vampires within this continent who possessed the psychic capabilities to perform such an action, to warn the vampires of the future, and Gabriel wouldn't get involved. That meant that the vampire in that van was Martin.
Onikage looked up, as his opponent took out the heavy explosives. He simply took out a pistol, stopping for a moment. An advanced HUD built into his vizor illuminated the area, robotic limb controls in his suit moved his limbs nearly automatically. Sonic and light targeting was used, as the exact size and shape of everything in the area was determined, mapping every bump on Rhyss's body, every skin hair. A near-perfect system guided his hand, as Onikage fired a single bullet straight into the chamber of the Bunker Breaker, the exploding causing a chain reaction within the weapon.
As Onikage moved forward, a van moved in, full of vampires in it. He would have taken it down, but he had a priority target on hand, and he had no time to diverge from his original objective. With Rhyss weakened by the explosive, he would swiftly put an end to the Old Blood. As a few of the surviving vampires approached him, he swiftly took them down with a few slashes, only to find that they didn't fall. Instead, with seeming foresight, they dodged out of the way of his attacks. Based on logical calculation and deduction, that could mean only one thing. There were only 2 known vampires within this continent who possessed the psychic capabilities to perform such an action, to warn the vampires of the future, and Gabriel wouldn't get involved. That meant that the vampire in that van was Martin.
Well where do you WANT to be?
((Gaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Why does this site crash every time I try to post! It's trolling me goddamnit! Sorry for the late reply))
As the creature fought against it's constraints, it and everything around it was suddenly completely enveloped in the energy attack. Due to it's stupidly large size, 99% of the energy flew off into space to crush some poor fledgeling civilisation across the universe. The small amount of energy that actually HIT the creature hit both it and the constraints around it, as the attack blew up everything in it's path. And yet, when it had moved on to end life across the galaxy, and everyone had recovered from the unexpected light show, the creature was still there, and so were the constraints. Seemingly the blast, dispersed as it was, had no effect whatsoever. However, one difference could very easily be noted. The creature was looking directly at Kaika, and slowly moving towards her, against it's constraints.
In the meantime, one of the wolf creatures shot a glance at the location it had felt the spike of power from. He growled, showing his teeth, although he couldn't divert much attention to what appeared to be the universe's most powerful goth. "Oi, you! Pull some shit like that again, and I'll drive my foot so far up your ass you'll be tasting my shoes, you got that?" From the look in the creature's eyes, he would happily have complied with the threat as well, and on closer inspection, there were small bits of dried blood on his otherwise impeccably shined shoes. Or was that just dirt?
((Points for creativity))
As waves of electromagnetic force erupted from Mithias, Kami fell backwards, his entire body seemingly blurring and shaking. His form seemed to shake like static, as it, also, was made from electricity. "No no no no no no NO!" Kami's shaking seems to get progressively worse, as suddenly, there's a bright glow from a ring on his left hand. Around the ring, his skin seems to begin to rupture, as he erupts into a fit of spastic screaming. His bones crack, and his skin withers, as the glow from the ring grows brighter, his body seemingly ripping itself apart. "Oh God no, please no, I haven't failed, no God please NO!" Soon, Kami seems to dissipate into a cloud of blood, nothing left of the man who would be God, but a floating cast iron ring, embedded with a roughly hewn topaz.
As the creature fought against it's constraints, it and everything around it was suddenly completely enveloped in the energy attack. Due to it's stupidly large size, 99% of the energy flew off into space to crush some poor fledgeling civilisation across the universe. The small amount of energy that actually HIT the creature hit both it and the constraints around it, as the attack blew up everything in it's path. And yet, when it had moved on to end life across the galaxy, and everyone had recovered from the unexpected light show, the creature was still there, and so were the constraints. Seemingly the blast, dispersed as it was, had no effect whatsoever. However, one difference could very easily be noted. The creature was looking directly at Kaika, and slowly moving towards her, against it's constraints.
In the meantime, one of the wolf creatures shot a glance at the location it had felt the spike of power from. He growled, showing his teeth, although he couldn't divert much attention to what appeared to be the universe's most powerful goth. "Oi, you! Pull some shit like that again, and I'll drive my foot so far up your ass you'll be tasting my shoes, you got that?" From the look in the creature's eyes, he would happily have complied with the threat as well, and on closer inspection, there were small bits of dried blood on his otherwise impeccably shined shoes. Or was that just dirt?
((Points for creativity))
As waves of electromagnetic force erupted from Mithias, Kami fell backwards, his entire body seemingly blurring and shaking. His form seemed to shake like static, as it, also, was made from electricity. "No no no no no no NO!" Kami's shaking seems to get progressively worse, as suddenly, there's a bright glow from a ring on his left hand. Around the ring, his skin seems to begin to rupture, as he erupts into a fit of spastic screaming. His bones crack, and his skin withers, as the glow from the ring grows brighter, his body seemingly ripping itself apart. "Oh God no, please no, I haven't failed, no God please NO!" Soon, Kami seems to dissipate into a cloud of blood, nothing left of the man who would be God, but a floating cast iron ring, embedded with a roughly hewn topaz.
Alright, that sounds awesome. Your character is accepted.
Due to your unwavering loyalty, you have managed to work yourself up to the rank of Blood Priest. I'm also going to PM you some info you'd solely learn based on the fact that you're a psychic.
Due to your unwavering loyalty, you have managed to work yourself up to the rank of Blood Priest. I'm also going to PM you some info you'd solely learn based on the fact that you're a psychic.
Well, if you have the density of a neutron star, then you'd be a black hole. Just your existence would destroy the solar system. Apart from the qustion of power balance, the entire game world would be instantly destroyed, so I'm afraid I can't allow that level of gravity.
Before going through the process of waking Mithias, BioPILOT had run a simulation of this situation 3 times, using all known characteristics of Mithias's personality. From past records and knowledge of Mithias it was clearly gleaned that the vampire responded to those beings that killed humans or vampires with violence. This was originally apparent, but it had soon switched to a completely different reaction altogether, which had, to say the least, surprised the AI. Despite the ability to understand concepts and calculate sums that were impossible for the human mind to grasp, the supercomputer was struck with the fact that it was completely unable to simulate human thought, or at least not to any level of detail. Based on all previously acquired data, that reaction should not have happened. Were humans simply completely inconsistent, as Jack had sometimes muttered? Or was it simply because of a fallacy in BioPILOT's own programming, or perhaps in his data banks. Such a failure in an otherwise perfect system could not be allowed. It would be an embarrassment to his creator were BioPILOT to fail where something as inefficient and weak as a human succeeded.
The matter at hand, however, was of a fairly different matter. The threat of international interest had been thought on in BioPILOT's mechanical mind, and the most obvious conclusion had been to restore the communications aparatus, ally with Magnus, and proceed as before. It's long-time plans had not been altered, and despite the loss of it's creator, they could still proceed. However, Mithias suggested that humans were incapable of trusting a being such as BioPILOT with the formidable combat firepower that was represented by the Terebithia. While this had not entered into BioPILOT's original estimations of a path, a quick analysis did reveal a pattern throughout history where humans and vampires alike had reacted to any unknown sentient beings with hostility, something that could end up being quite problematic for the AI. "Very well. You are hereby named controller of the Terebithia. I am at your service."
The matter at hand, however, was of a fairly different matter. The threat of international interest had been thought on in BioPILOT's mechanical mind, and the most obvious conclusion had been to restore the communications aparatus, ally with Magnus, and proceed as before. It's long-time plans had not been altered, and despite the loss of it's creator, they could still proceed. However, Mithias suggested that humans were incapable of trusting a being such as BioPILOT with the formidable combat firepower that was represented by the Terebithia. While this had not entered into BioPILOT's original estimations of a path, a quick analysis did reveal a pattern throughout history where humans and vampires alike had reacted to any unknown sentient beings with hostility, something that could end up being quite problematic for the AI. "Very well. You are hereby named controller of the Terebithia. I am at your service."
I would love to welcome you into the rp, but, unfortunately, it appears to have died. I think my little holiday convinced them all that I had sontaneously shat myself and died. I'll try and pm the cast and bring em back, but I can make no guarantees that this will ever find it's feet again.
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