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 Obsidian  2015/4/7 22:10
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| The Namae are thought to believe some offshoot of elf though they lack the pointed ears and extended life spans. They have the same large eyes and facial characteristics common to elves but are otherwise almost identical internally at least, to Solarans. One in every 2,000 Namae have some form of superpower although those with such powers do not tend to live very long as single combat to the death is quite commonplace in their society. Therefore most of the population with superpowers tend to be Teenagers. Their society is one that has embraced technology, Magic, and Martial arts as perfectly as one society can. In most respects day to day life is very similar to the Oni species or the Japanese of ancient Earth. Their government is constantly try to cultivate exceptional members of their society and to that end have created dozens of specialized schools which focus on very specific abilities within a school curriculum. The scientific advancements of the Namae are unparalleled and they excel in combat technologies leading the intergalactic markets in the development and sale of advanced war machines and Mecha. While they have the ability to develop FTL technology there has been little progress due to constant civil wars and various conflicts. Cybernetics are quite common and many of their citizens are Full Body replacement Cyborgs while many other (nearly 12%) are partial replacement recipients. There are in fact whole military and police sections whose members are cyborgs. Cybernetics and internet technologies are incredibly advanced on the Namae world though their technologies are not usually compatible with the Intergalactic Standards and require adapters or translation matrices. For off worlders the Namae home-world is treasure trove of possibilities and often great danger. What few technologies have left their world are often massive ships housing entire cities within and the Namae are quite proud of them. Their greatest achievement to date is the development of Space-Fold technology although their version is still in it's infancy and doesn't work with the same degree of accuracy and precision as IGFW Military vessels they can still travel vast distances within a Space-Fold bubble as opposed to the Space-fold Gates created by IGFW ships. These bubbles can be harmful to surrounding matter since anything caught within the bubble will be transported along with the vessel. |
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| SPIRITFYRE VS DR SKULL V2
lordcoyote 2015/4/10 20:57
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| Zero-Steed
Obsidian 2015/4/11 0:29
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| Many worlds have certain bans on select types of technology firearms, vehicles, and mecha, as well as aircraft, are often the most common contraband. On those rare occasions Obsidian has been known to comply with local authorities (Who are most often IGFW or worse yet Deities) and uses less conventional means of travel such as this Cyber-Horse. The steed itself, weighing in at 1200 lbs boasts some of the greatest firepower in his arsenal capable of obliterating entire cities (Which can be removed and stored) The horse also boasts a holographic matrix which can disguise it as any native 4 legged steed. The horse can run at speeds in excess of 265 mph and leap nearly 150 yards in a single bound. It cannot fly though it can use a limited boost leap vertically nearly 200 yards. As non-conventional construct the steed cannot be damaged by conventional weapons. It possesses a scanning package that allows it to be used to extend a small scanner's range by a factor of 10. The steed is capable of fighting independent of it's rider and can do considerable damage (like be attacked by a pair of wrecking balls. Obsidian's steed can pulverize non-conventional armored vehicles like paper. As implied it has organic components in the inner frame, a horse's brain or at least parts of one, Obsidian say this feature is critical to give his steed a measure of unpredictability, instinctiveness, and loyalty you just can't get in an AI the horse's brain is augmented by an advanced AI which allows the steed to communicate effectively with Obsidian...His steed's name incidentally is Onyx. |
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Obsidian 2015/5/9 14:49
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| A nice wallpaper of my favorite OC looking badass with his new blade (I had to replace that Count Dooku one for something more original) and of course his ship The SS Lillun in the background. I'm very pleased with the lighting on this one and the overall look is very Mass Effect (It should be I did enough practice images) and a bit less Star trek which is better for attracting Gamers. |
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| Steampunk Lady Heromorph
Dark Wanderer 2015/5/9 14:50
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My muse had this idea sooooo...
Our Lady H steampunk style. |
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| Apocalypse Redux
Obsidian 2015/5/9 14:54
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| A simply reconstruct of Obsidian's cybernetic steed Apocalypse. |
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| warming trend 2
vash99 2015/5/11 1:44
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| its a good idea to dress down for the heat when inside at least thats what she said |
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| Coming Attractions?
StarChild 2015/5/17 22:08
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| Something possibly in the works. |
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Obsidian 2015/5/28 5:24
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On his many travels across the Multiverse obsidian has come across some of the most notable people in all of sci-fi so it is no surprise to find that he counts Major Matoko Kusanagi among his many allies. Although since she is a police officer Obsidian defers to her authority while visiting her world. In truth Obsidian is not overly fond of cyborgs feeling too much is lost for what little is gained. Especially when power armor can give you the same advantages without having to sacrifice body parts...Besides which the full prosthetic cyborgs on this world could never harness magic. And technology is incredibly susceptible to Technomancy spells having no defense against such magics at all..
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Obsidian 2015/6/2 5:45
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"I waited....I did...for over 400 years I waited but you never came...I had children that I watched grow old and die. The bonds that held us together made me immortal but I was outliving everyone around me no matter how close we were and while elves accept this as part of their life...I couldn't. So about 50 years ago...I stopped waiting. I met someone, and as much as it hurt...and believe me it hurt, I let you go. and on that day I started aging normally. Now I'm begging you, move on my love. Build a good life and find happiness. I know for you this is all fresh still, and I'm sorry. At the very least my darling you are free from your contract with the Black Mantis. A contract that would not exist except for my foolishness."
I start to remove my helmet to look in her eyes but she places her hand over mine.
"No don't, please this is already breaking my heart and if I look into your eyes I will lose my resolve, and while I know that's what you want, it isn't what I want. I'm sorry, I really am but this is how it must be. I will always hold a place for you in my heart." She turns and walks away with tears in her eyes...and there's not a thing I can do about it. Just like that the woman I loved more than all the universe is gone from my life and I have my freedom from both her and the Black Mantis. Funny I really don't want my freedom at this point. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/2 5:53
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"Whatsamatter chrome dome? Somebody break your little heart? Cry me a river Luminesti, and honestly, grow up. How old are you 3-400 years old and still acting like you're 85?" The Dakkalfar's word sting, but I have to admit she's right.
"C'mon metalhead, I'll help you get out of that funk that you're in. This is my town and you are in for one helluva good time...asuming you'll step out of that armor, you know the one you wear on the inside and the outside." she says with a smirk poking her finger into my chest plate. Thus far the only elves I have ever interacted with were my own kind and honestly they didn't seem to care for my company very much, like there's something wrong with me, but this little dark elf isn't like that and I gotta say it's a bit refreshing. Maybe ...just maybe, I can let down my guard for a little bit. It's gonna suck like all hell if I'm wrong though. |
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| MAJOR FLAGG
lordcoyote 2015/6/2 17:42
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After gaining super powers from the radiation of a strange meteorite Guy Grissom realized that with great power came great obligation. And thus became the costumed crime fighter Major Flagg vowing to use those powers to protect the innocent and fight for the ideals of peace and freedom.
Now if only he can instill those ideals in his daughter….
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Obsidian 2015/6/3 10:15
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| When one is immortal it stands to reason that one might bear offspring. This is true of even the mightiest of beings. Even the gods sire offspring...it is also true of the Black Mantis. The self proclaimed "Multiverse's Greatest Assassin" has sired many children over 10 millenniums the oldest of which is Moonshadow. A top assassin in her own right she was trained by her father and highly skilled in both the martial and magical arts. Well educated she has the equivalent of at least six PhD's in the realm of Physics, Temporal Mechanics, Genetics, Cybernetics, Computer engineering, and Theoretical physics. She is also well versed in chemistry, and biological engineering. And holds 2 Masters degrees in Archaic science. One for Practical application and one for Arcane Theory. Moonshadow is no idiot nor is she a love struck teenager. In fact at over 9,550 years of age one would hardly call her inexperienced or naive. She does not get involved in her father's afairs and does not normally interfere with the lives of mortals in general. Her interest in Obsidian stems from pure sympathy. She sees him as a other sees a wayward child and at this point a child in pain. Her personality is not well suited to being a matriarch and at her age she sees no distinction between 25 years old and 500 years old both are like children, and both are adults. After his dealings with The Black Mantis Obsidian will of course be incredibly suspicious of her intentions and it will no doubt lead to some explaining on her part. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/4 9:21
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| After a night of carousing, This Dakkalfar who still hasn't told me her name, decides to take me to her place for a night cap. I'm a bit paranoid and immediately my mind starts going through every worst case scenario my imagination can dream up. I don't like secretive women, without exception and this dark elf is about as secretive as can be. Still, she has a nice layout, and her house is pretty cool too. I'm supposed to be relaxing here but I can't just can't seem to overcome 200 years of combat training and adventuring which keeps screaming "She's gonna eat your eyeballs...your cybernetic eyebals!!!!!". I know it may sound silly to someone on the outside but I have seen things that would fool any man and I have run across Succubus, Arachnie, Shapeshifters, and all kind of creatures that all like to disguise themselves as beautiful women and then eat or soul suck the guy dumb enough to fall for that kind of thing. Subtly I scan her with my eyes, to an onlooker it would look like I'm checking her out...I am but not just because she's smoking hot. Yeah come to think of it she is really smoking hot...one could even describe her beauty as unearthly. It's at this point that I (despite the fact my scans say she just an elf) know something's up no woman just looks that hot without magical help. But she has to know she wouldn't be able to charm me with magic. Enthrallment spells don't work on elves...any elf for that matter it one of our greatest benefits well that and being able to see in pitch darkness. Still my instincts aren't usually wrong and I have learned to listen when they're telling me to be cautious...looks like drinks are out...damn I bet she has some choice vodka in there too. |
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| RAVYNE
lordcoyote 2015/6/5 17:13
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REAL NAME: Cassandra Lee Sullivan
OTHER ALIASES: C.L. Sullivan (her pen name)
IDENTITY: secret
CIVILIAN OCCUPATION: Novelist
NATIONALITY: United States
BIRTHPLACE: New York City
MARITAL STATUS: single (has a boyfriend)
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Los Angeles
SPECIES: human (genetic mutant)
AGE: 24
HEIGHT: 5’10”
WEIGHT: ASK AND SHE’LL BEND YOU LIKE A PRETZLE!
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Black
MEASUREMENTS: 44DD/24/38
DESCRIPTION: Ravyne is a tall young woman with a lithe, well-toned physique, large, firm breasts, baby-blue eyes, black waist length hair and a “California tan”.
Ravyne’s costume consists of a halter-top leotard, bicep-length opera gloves, thigh-high stiletto boots with steel reinforced heels and mask. All royal purple. It’s accentuated with a blue sash tied around the hips. The costume is made of a proprietary secret material that, while having the texture and thinness of silk has four times the durability of Kevlar enabling it to resist a great amount of punishment before ripping.
POWERS:
Superhuman strength: of the class 70 range, she’s able to lift, with a little effort a fully loaded M1 Abrams tank.
Invulnerability: Ravyne has been capable of taking high amounts of punishment without serious injury. The upper limits of her durability has yet to be revealed.
Speed, agility, reflexes, high endurance and stamina.
Low level healing factor.
ABILITIES: expert in 8 martial arts. Keen intellect.
HISTORY: At the age of 15 Cassandra was abducted by a serial killer. And would have ended up as merely another victim had her latent mutant powers emerged just as she punched him, breaking the fiend’s neck and instantly killing him. (an incident which still haunts her to this day)
This instilled Cassandra with a driving need to use her powers to protect the innocent and after a few years of training adopted the superheroine identity Ravyne.
PESONALITY: Years of martial arts training has left Ravyne with a powerful self-controlled calm mind. This at times makes her come off as cold and aloof but this is simply due to her need to maintain rigid control over her powers as she’s unable to turn them off in any way. After all, she could easily cause serious injury without meaning to. (imagine the effect on her love life!)
Despite her steely control Ravyne embarrasses rather easily especially in regards to her costume. (her leotard tends to ride up in back)
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| Bloodlines
Obsidian 2015/6/7 17:34
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After a few drinks i really begin to let my guard down and things get really wild, the little dark elf knows her way around a man to be certain and every curve is exquisite. Our bodies intertwine like they were meant for each other, and time passes ever so slowly, everything becomes a blur. The voice that was screaming "She's gonna eat your eyeballs!!!" is now screaming "Grab her ass!!!" which I happily comply with. if she's some demonic monster I'm a dead man at this point because this elf is a down right freak, and I savor every moment of it...when all is said and done we collapse, exhausted in each other's arms the bed is a disaster, along with the kitchen, and of course the livingroom in which our little tryst began. The next morning I awaken to the sound of sizzling ....BACON!!! and eggs? I love the Nahmae, they have almost everything you can find from the 21st century especially fresh food. The last time I ate freshly prepared food was during the war...it was some sort of lizard...plant...thing. The Dakkalfar however is cooking, and it smells wonderful. I hop out of the bed wearing just my boxer-briefs and as I walk into the livingroom a glint of gold in a nearby photograph catches my eye. A closer examination reveals the image of... "Flashing" is a process in which a subject's body is equipped with an implant that is used to basically teleport some item directly to the owner, magical versions of flashed items have almost no range so long as the item and owner are in the same dimension. In my case I paid vast quantities of credits to flash all of my combat gear. In an instant I'm in full combat gear. I bull my pistol and grab the picture. I move to the kitchen clearing each room as I go. I do a quick sweep of the kitchen itself. The hot little dark elf is standing over the stove in her white lace gown cooking breakfast. I level the pistol to her head, and while she notices she doesn't react in the slightest.
"That's really no way to say thank you after last night."
I'm not happy, I don't think she's funny right now.
"Okay sister, what the hell is this?"
I hold out the framed photo. She glances at it and kinda smirks.
"Oh that, that's just a picture of my father why?"
"SAY WHAT!?!?" the words leap from my mouth without my knowledge.
"THE FREAKING BLACK MANTIS IS YOUR FATHER HOW, WHY, UH!?!? My head can't wrap around the fact that I just slept with The Black Mantis' daughter.
"Calm down" She says in a sing song tone "it's not like he's not watching or anything, and besides I'm a grown woman."
"Okay I enjoyed the mysteriousness at first but I need to know now...what is your name?"
"Oh I totally forgot I got so into the game" she snickers, "My name is Moonshaddow Longarrow."
"You're his eldest daughter, why didn't you tell me?"
"Would it have made a difference?"
"Um yeah! Multiverse's Greatest Assassin!!!! What part of that is just cool, and not something to completely freak out about?"
"Listen Luminesti, I do not answer to my father, and I do not have anything to do with what he does do you understand?"
With that last assertion, I start to calm down.
"I'm sorry, it's just...."
"My father and you have done business huh? Well I can see why, you definitely have skills and being immortal is a plus."
"I just got out of a contract with him that would have made me his servant for all eternity, fortunately or unfortunately as the case may be there was a loophole that cost me the woman I loved...the one that broke my heart. Breaking my heart was the only way out of the contract."
"Wow...just wow. I mean that actually is a new for him and after 10,000 years that's saying something. I'm sorry that you had to go through that but I promise you it had and has nothing to do with me. I am not him and I honestly don't approve of anything he does nor do my brothers and sisters...Except for Bareht who wants to be just like him."
She puts her arms around me and the stress simply fades away. This could be a mistake and my mind goes rampant trying to think of ways he could use this against me in some way. Moonshaddow somehow senses my anxiety and squeezes my tightly.
"It's okay Michael, you're in good hands, come have breakfast...then we can both have some dessert." That sly smirk of hers is magical, and I fall for it and I prbobably will every time. Moonshaddow is an immortal and probably as powerful as a demigod. This is going to be interesting if nothing else
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| Beta ReVAMP
StarChild 2015/6/11 10:09
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| I'm deep into my next book project so I figured I show you guys some of the other stuff I've been working on in between pages. Upgrade for Beta of the Supremians. Not that anything was wrong with her original look, but this screamed sexy a little more to me. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/13 23:48
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| The Namied are a race of aquatic semi-humanoids that most would consider mermaids/men they are actually metamorphic creatures who can live as easily above water as they do beneath it. The posses technology that easily adapted to either atmosphere which has made them front runners in the bid to expand and settle space. They are one of the few species that can survive in planets composed primarily of water or standard type-7 worlds (those that are fit for most humanoid life). They have the capability to shed their tails on land (a process which is nearly instantaneous) and regrow it again underwater. The act of which is a conscious decision but requires no concentration to maintain once complete. Their technology is considered to be at the galactic standard though they do excel where underwater exploration and defense are concerned. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/14 0:01
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| Cardano was once a highly populated world full of sentient life. None know where the entire population went but researchers have uncovered evidence that leads them to believe that the entire population disappeared all at once and without warning. The IGFW has quarantined this planet and it is illegal to set foot on it without a permit. Emergency landings may be permitterd but are ill advised. Archaological teams have determined that the people who once lived here were a species of female humanoids who possibly reproduced asexually although research has discovered that 2 females are required. it is possible that the species was someform of evolved plant like the Eant, or the Floamph, but as none are around any longer it is difficult to prove. Subterranean exploration is slated to be underway soon but has been held op by opposition from naturalists who wish to leave to planet be. Magical investigations are not allowed at this time and anyone caught using Divination magic within orbit of or on the surface of the planet faces stiff jail time and possible removal of spell ability for several years. Obviously as a quarantined planet it is off limits to all IGFW citizens. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/17 10:01
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The SS Lilun follows the SSV Normandy to a nearby MASS Relay, with their final destination being the citadel. The goal is to meet with the council races and possibly convince them that Obsidian Mask and his crew can possibly turn the tide of battle in the galaxy's favor against the Reapers.
Obsidian's fighter follows closely behind in stealth mode.
An interesting side note: I scaled the NOrmandy and the LIllun for this scene using their Docking port doors and it turns out that the ships are the same length. The Lillun obviously is much wider and has more upper and lower decks but basically they're both frigates of the similar keel length and roughly the same width.
For those interested the Lilun's docking port doors are located the the port and starboard of the ships hull and roughly dead center of the ship's mass in line with the main bridge and behind the main sensor arrays. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/19 17:26
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Shortly after discovering who Moonshadow was and her subsequent parentage, we headed off to meet dear old dad. Only to have a run in with some new upstart super-villain wannabe calling himself Nechronos. Self proclaimed master of time. He got away but left some flunkies I was certain he didn't like because why send them after me unless you don't like them...I mean it's a death sentence. However, coming after me it seems is nothing compared to the life ending mistake of coming after the daughter of the Multiverse's Greatest Assassin. Before I can reach for my gun 12 deadly killers are reduced to several corpses and a couple piles of underterminate matter. One of them was imploded, another turned literally inside out, three more are just dead without a single wound (presumably by magic) and the rest are either skewered, shot or slashed to pieces. From an assassin's point of view it's a wonder to behold a true work of deadly art. From a passerby it looks like hell on earth. I never fired a shot just stood there with my mouth open thankful no one could see the dumbfounded expression on my face. This is I think to myself, is how a creature with divine power does death and it make what I do look like a child playing with a book of matches...potentially dangerous but hardly deadly. In a moment it's over and I look at Moonshadow standing there covered in blood and remains and she giggles girlishly commenting on how she must look a mess (That's putting it mildly)with a flick of her wrist there's a gentle flash of light and all the blood and entrails are simply gone.
"How, did you...?"
"It's simple spell I call Fresh and Clean."
"Sister I'm not talking about your outfit, I'm talking about the dozen dead guys at your feet, by your hands."
"Daddy insisted we all learn how to fight, on all fronts, Magic, Melee, Ranged, and Psionic. I was the best of his girls...so I was given the ability to cast spells with but a though and bestowed the mantle of Demi-God. I hope you don't think too differently of me."
"Well, maybe just a little...yeah."
The words are no sooner out of my mouth when what I assume is two specialists arrive, they don't look too happy about the condition of their friends and they look like they could give me a run for my money...but not today. No sir today my lady friend here is gonna make them wish they had never been born. As Moonshadow turns to face them with her swords drawn I kick back and say: "Hey honey, I'm just gonna sit this one out. You don't mind do ya?"
Without missing a beat she smiles and says "No dear you just take it easy I'll only be a sec."
A bad day for these two guys...a really bad day.
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| Sylene
hiram67 2015/6/23 23:19
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| The quarrel
hiram67 2015/6/23 23:20
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Obsidian 2015/6/26 23:43
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| A lone signal in the depths of space is picked up by the SS Lillun. Obsidian Mask investigates only to discover the signal is quite ancient and the lone stranded survivor who sent it is no more than bones and dust. It is a sad lonely sight on this barren wasteland of a planet, with few resources the castaway could not have lasted for more than a few months. Within the emergency shelter are dried food rations and the nearby water would is clean enough, but without a Matter Replication unit there was little hope for long term survival. The items will be cataloged and since this is an earth vessel the IGFW will be informed and allowed to enter Sathari Space to retrieve the escape craft. Odd though, this barren rock is several hundred light years from any Earth colonies how could it have drifted so far away and how long was that survivor in that pod before finally landing here? Some questions will have to be left to the experts. Obsidian will simply call this one: Case Closed. |
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| Resolute
efindel 2015/6/28 15:38
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| A Supergirl expy for a Mutants & Masterminds campaign I'm about to start up in. Appropriately enough, based on one of my previous Supergirl renders, but with the costume recolored, and the render done in LuxRender. Composited with background and color adjusted in Gimp. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/29 9:59
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After Moonshadow makes hamburger out of the two specialists (A sight that would give a mortal man nightmares) we finally meet with her father. Four foot three inches tall and deliberately unassuming this minuscule bastard could wipe out the entire galaxy on a whim if he felt the impulse to do so. I can't see his face behind that mask but I know he pissed at seeing me and with his eldest daughter yet. He's really pissed about that contract he doesn't like overlooking loopholes I'm guessing. Moonshadow wraps her arm around my waste and holds me tightly and if I could see the look on his face I'm certain it would be rage. She looks coldly at him behind her lenses and her voice sounds like metal through her mask. Her words frustrate him and I find out that he truly is a man of his word, and he gave his word to his children. "I know you have had dealings with this Man father, but you gave your word that you would never harm or interfere with anything or anyone that is important to me and that you would support whatever union I chose."
"9000 years ago I made that promise and this one was to be one of us...and while it looks like you have accomplished with romance what I could not through deception. Fine I will remember my promise. Obsidian, if you hurt her...I will hurt you...I will really hurt you."
"Father!"
"Yes dear, I know you are more than capable of hurting him yourself. Is this something serious sweetheart?"
Sweetheart? I am seeing a Paternal side of the Black Mantis I didn't know existed.
"No Father but it may become something he is after all immortal."
"Obsidian, you have been through two marriages, I hope if you decide to do it again it will last substantially longer than the others."
I'm confused, I didn't bring up anything about relationships and I'm feeling a bit on the spot. My words are a jumble of stuttering and idiocy.
"Um yeah of course, I mean we're not serious like that yet but if it er happens I um yeah."
Real smooth dumbass.
"Very good then, Moonshaddow I will see you soon I hope? You rarely visit and your step mother misses you."
"Yes father, and tell Raven I said I'll be by soon."
With that he actually raises his mask as does she and kisses her on the cheek. I'm glad nobody can see my mouth wide open because this is not the bloodthirsty Black Mantis I know.
Slowly I turn to Moonshadow, still stunned from what I just saw...I can only ask:
"Dafuq was that?"
Moonshadow just smiles (that million dollar smile that just makes me melt) and says
"Oh that? Well after you wigged out on me at my place I figured I'd ease your mind a bit with my father. Long ago he made each of us a promise that he'd never hurt us and that meant never harming anything or anyone important to us. You're important to me, I haven't met too many elves like you...there's just something different about you, most elves are so conceited but not you, and it's obvious my father sees it too or he wouldn't be trying so hard to recruit you."
"So you're only interested because he is?"
"No darling, but it definitely makes things more interesting and now you don't have to worry about my father interfering with your life anymore although he might want to go fishing sometime hahahahaha"
Her laughter is like droplets of rain and tinkling bells, is their nothing about her that isn't magical? Okay I buy it for now and just looking at her figure and listening to her voice is every reason to, I know what you're thinking but like I said before Luminesti cannot be enthralled.
"Okay lady, so where do we go from here?"
"How about we find out why those guys wanted to kill us?" |
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Obsidian 2015/7/7 14:03
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Moonshadow has returned to her father's side to use his resources to discover more about Nechronos. In the meantime I am investigating the disappearance of an entire ship's crew from a Sathari freighter which was carrying medical supplies. There no trace of anyone but as I step into the bridge of the small craft I hear the slightest sound, and I can feel someone watching me. I turn quickly top discover...to my surprise...an old adversary.
"Obsidian heheheh, you're looking well" he says slyly, "I did not expect to encounter you all the way out here in Sathari space. Whatever are you doing here?"Lol
Razor was once a member of the same Oni ninja clan that trained me...until he went rogue and decided to go freelance. We sparred a, lot and I was never able to beat him instead suffering multiple defeats at his hands...one of which nearly got me killed. He will not underestimate me as others have.
"Razor, did you not hear? I am Lord high justiciar of the Sathari empire. I would've thought you'd be up on that. Sloppy, not doing your research, master Takashi would be disappointed. Is this your handiwork brother?"
"You don't get to call me that, not ever! You cost me everything!"
"Actually I believe master Takashi said you cost yourself. What did he say? Ah yes "for me talking a life is a burden but for you taking a life is less than air."
"Hah, yes, that was just below I killed him. To think he was going to make you, an outsider a Jonin. Apponted as his second in command yet...never! Now I can never return to my clan."
"That reminds me, you know they want you dead right?"
"Let me guess they sent you to kill me?"
"No but I'll gladly take the job."
He draws his blade, my optics reveal it as class 4 Mythril, meaning enchanted and nearly as strong as infinitium...nearly but not quite. My golden sword shimmers in the darkness, my scanners detect...acid...dropping from his sword...Damn...that is probably one of only 3 things my armor is vulnerable to. Acid, slashing weapons and cold. He had done his homework. This fight is going to be bloody. |
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Obsidian 2015/7/9 6:22
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The fight with Razor is quick and decisive, and I don't come out on top. the battle costs me...dearly. I feel like an idiot, I rely on my armor too much instead of my skills, and Razor took advantage of that, he really did his homework and I'm lucky to be alive. Had it not been for the spellcasting ability granted by my sword I'd be dead. I escape to the Lillun's bridge but my wounds are too great and I lose consciousness. I awaken in the Med Bay with a worried Moonshadow whodidn't use her power to heal me oddly enough, and a Medic clone tending to my injuries.
"High Justiciar, don't move just stay still. It's going to take time to recover."
"What happened?"
"You were badly injured, by powerful magic."
"Why am I reading a new interface? It says Prosthetic status."
"Your arm, was missing when you arrived on the bridge, we assume you lost it in your battle. Whatever magic affected you has made regeneration impossible and we're not able to make a synthetic replacement either."
"Gods Damn you Razor!"
Among elves is it very shameful to have prosthetics of any kind it demonstrates profound stupidity and is viewed with ridicule...I'll make Razor pay for this. But I can't help but wonder what magic could prevent regeneration? My thought is interrupted by the song of an angel..and instantly I am at ease.
"Relax darling, the doctor has done exemplary work and you'll be on your feet within a day."
"Moonshadow, how did you...?"
"You are someone important to me and I always know when those I care about are in danger or when they are seriously hurt. I tried to heal you myself but the magic was just too powerful...even for me. I'm just glad your doctor was one of my father's medics."
"Yeah the entire crew was a gift from him, in payment for a job."
"I know all about the Infinity-Man incident. Father ordered us to stay out of it."
"What the hell kind of magic stops divine power? I thought mortal magics were nothing compared to yours."
"This magic is not mortal. Who did this to you? What happened exactly?"
I rundown the whole thing and Moonshadow comes up with a brilliant idea: We run the data from my scanners and discover that the magic on Razor's sword is definitely divine...Goodbye arm.
As soon as I get out of here I'm going to turn every resource available to this little problem and Razor will see me again. And next time i won't underestimate him.
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Obsidian 2015/7/19 21:37
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| After determining that we're going to be entering the Hadean Galaxy I figure I need some upgrades.. So it's off to R&D and Ray does not let me down. The new armor is a hybrid between my light power armor and my old heavy high capacity armor. The power-sinks are gone and this armor could easily take a one megaton nuke at ground zero and the radiation afterwards. I figure since Razor bested me with blades i'd do to him what I did to lady Malice...I change the game... the energy blade function may not cut through anything like my Infinitium one but it requires a different style of fighting that I'm certain Razor isn't familiar with, and even if he is my new armor is more resistant to slicing attacks than my last one and he won't be removing anything. |
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