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 Obsidian  Sci-fi  2018/11/27 1:04
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| At long last I have finally found the Time Lord known as The Doctor, apparently this is his fourth iteration. Regardless this guy is either a genius or freaking lunatic. But eccentricities I can live with. he doesn't like my guns, and I'm guessing he'll like my blade even less. I use the word magic just once and he gives me a speech about how there's no such thing... Heh, says the guy whose species performs numerology on an epic level turning equations into reality altering power. The guy is hundreds of years older than me and I'm almost 400. Well we have that in common at least only I don't have to what's he call it? Regenerate? Yeah where I'm from that's not what regeneration is but whatever. Before he'll help me he wants me to help him stop a life long foe of his called the Dalek, I don't even know what the hell a Dalek is but you can bet for what I need him for I'm gonna put some serious holes in these metal freaks. I'm told they're cyborgs of a sort organic inside a techno tank...I have some tehcnomancy at my disposal and they're in for a big surprise. I can't wait to see the look on whatever passes for their face when they get hit with an "Erase technology" spell and their metal tank simply vanishes. Barring that I can always use "Override" and send one on a killing spree to slaughter it's own kind. Oh you best believe the good Doctor definitely found the right guy for this job. Those metal bastards won't know what hit em'. Then we fix my problem. |
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| The Breakup
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/10/2 19:35
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I re wrote this because the original ending of this relationship was too much of a side not and it deserved a proper finale...I hope my fans enjoy.
Only days after Defeating Nechronos Moonshaddow summons me to her palace aboard the massive ship her family calls home, The ship stretches farther than the eye can see some 48 million miles across and half as long,,,and awe inspiring sight to be sure...I dock in one of the millions of ports and shuttle to one of the 8 planets held within, On a small island rests her palace a place of beauty and splendor...but it will now and forever be a place where only pain lives for me. The servants see me inside and ask me to await Moonshaddow, which is new because they seldom speak to me at all. After a few minutes she enters the large sitting area in full regalia. I rush to hold her but she raises her hand and I stop dead in my tracks. Her face is sullen and instantly my heart sinks...and I know something bad is coming.
"What's wrong?" I ask hoping Imy instincts are wrong...but they seldom are.
"I need to talk to you about...us."
"What about us...is everything okay?"
"No things are not, I....I lied to you and I can't do it any more Please understand that I never meant to hurt you and I know your feelings are real."
"I sense a but coming."
"But I refuse to lead you on, regardless of what my Father's wishes are..."
"Your father!?! Gods be damned I knew it! I never wanted to believe it but since the day I found out the Black Mantis was your father I knew it was a setup. I asked you, and you said your business was your own. But it's not is it?"
Here eyes begin to tear as my words sting her heart, if anything at least there's some remorse.
"Why come clean now?"
"My father left me for dead, and you resurrected me, I can't just ignore that...it was the most selfless act anyone has ever performed for me in over 9,000 years. I tried to do as my father bid me but he has hardly shown me such compassion or loyalty. Still he is my father and an elder god and what he asks of me I find I cannot do."
"So that's it then? You won't fight for what we have?"
"I fear there is nothing left to fight for, but I won't lead you on and I won't let him have you. I release you from my service and I as much as it it breaks my heart I banish you. return to your life my love, know that there's a place in my heart that will never be complete without you and that I do this not because I don't care but because I care enough to not hand you to my father. He will be enraged when he discovers what I have done here but he will not harm me and will not harm you either."
"So that's it then...just like that?"
She turns away and with a wave of her hand I'm just me again. I hate when I'm right about things like this. It sems the only time my instincts serve me best is when it about something bad. I turn and walk away and a part of me is thankful that this is over...messing around with gods is difficult at best but...she'll always have a place in my heart...she was there when I really wasn't myself and when I really didn't like who I was, I can find solace in that at least I board MY ship and leave the Drake and it's crew in the docking bay, I want no more to do with the Black Mantis or any of his people...ever again. |
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| Lillun Hangar
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/30 14:28
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| In the Mani Hangar of the SS Lillun Obsidian and a couple of clones perform maintenance on the various vehicles he uses regularly. Inside the Hangar is a cargo EM transporter and plenty of cargo space designed to retrieve Obsidian's various vehicles and can be used to retrieve vehicles as large as the Lillun's shuttles.. The hangar is located in the belly of the Lillun. |
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| Panterra Alternate Universe
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/1/16 22:23
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| So I saw the movie Oblivion, with Tom Cruise and I got these models from Daz and I acquired the house so i had to do something right away...So basically Panterra has traveled to an alternate universe...the Oblivion universe. Unbeknownst to him as he lands via hovercycle to investigate an abandoned elevated structure, a heavily armed drone rapidly approaches... |
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Obsidian Marvel Comics 2015/2/11 21:13
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| A little Fan piece the Armour Z wasn't quite doing it for me any more so I built my own. Please tell me what you think |
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| Namaean Stargate
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/10/21 15:46
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I have a lot of history with the Namae so I head there to see if I can't hunt down a couple of scientific experts in Vortex phenomenon, the Namae are widely known for having expertise in a great many fields, but it varies from colony to colony. So I'll head to their Central planet and see if we can't search their libraries. Before any of that happens I'll have to gate in. The Stargates, are a miracle of science just for their awesome size their not easy to get into since the destination for each traveler has to be punched in one ship at a time but it cuts a huge check out of the travel time and folding in can start some interstellar shit I don't want to deal with. Fortunately today traffic is light and it's only a two hour wait. Emerging through the Nameaan gate I'm immediately hailed by a Sathari cruiser. This is gonna be fun. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/8/20 18:06
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I walk into my new quarters aboard the refitted Lillun, and I head for the shower but as I remove my helmet I catch a glance at myself in the mirror...and then on reflex I put three rounds into it. I didn't recognize my own reflection, and why? Because my skin is as black as ink. What in the for real fuck? I call the only person who can offer any insight into this sudden transformation...The Black Mantis. In a flash of lightning he's standing before me and the son of a bitch immediately begins to snicker.
"This is funny to you? Are you serious?"
"Yeah" he laughs..."just a little."
"Well would you mind telling me what the hell is going on? I'm not a Drow, Daakalfar, or any other kind of dark elf."
"Is there um, something wrong with being a Drow?"
The tone in his voice suggest he thinks I might be racist..he's got to be kidding.
"Don't be an ass. Your insinuative tone is seriously uncalled for."
"Heh, you're really starting to loosen up, that stick of yours might actually have made it all the way out of your ass. Seriously, that quiet terror of me was getting old, still don't get too carried away. Okay I'll tell you what's going on. It's simple actually, didn't you ever notice how dark Moonshadow's skin was, I mean her skin was like, seriously black...even for our kind."
"Well, okay maybe a little."
"She was goddess of shadows and intrigue, and now you are. Being a Drow, and change in her skin tone would have been nearly unnoticeable by outsiders. However, on you...it would literally be a change of night and day but look at your eyes, they're still the same so I'm guessing the change is just cosmetic...Heh heh"
"So I'm stuck like this?"
"I'm afraid so...well at least for as long as your remain Lord of Shadows and Intrigue. Just be glad those spider legs come out of your back and not your waist. I don't think you'd do so well as a half spider. Ha Ha!"
He leaves as quickly as he came and I go back to the bathroom. With a wave of my hand the mirror is reassembled so I can get a perfect view of my now jet black skin. I need a nap.
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/4/14 23:23
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| In one scene in my upcoming novel Obsidian allows himself to be captured and tortured...all an elaborate ruse to free his allies from the very prison he will be held in. |
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| The Prime Suspect
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/1/9 23:11
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After discovering, that the guard was innocent and apparently did have a conversation with apparently the black mantis, I am worried about just one thing. If it was an impostor, how did it compel the guard to obey the order to allow the thief inside. The fake would have had to have current authorization codes and, (this is the real kicker) been able to wipe the records of said transmission clean. The more I dig, the more it looks like the Black Mantis is behind everything. He's the only one capable of this. I have to meet with the council, and explain my theories to them. But there's something in the back of my mind that keeps trying to tell me something, I just can't hear it. I'm missing something but what? As I wrack my brains thinking about it I feel a gentle pair of very delicate fingers on my temples. The circling motion easing the tension that has been building since this whole thing started. The touch is sublime and I feel calm like I used to when I was with- MOONSHADOW!
I leap from where I'm sitting and spin on a dime, and sure enough there she stands in all her splendid loveliness. God I miss her, but...
"Hello lover." She says with a seductive purr.
"Yeah, hey there. What are you doing here?"
"Oh as soon as you started looking into this whole mystery I have been near. It is after all in my domain."
"Right Goddess of intrigue. This situation would certainly fit the bill. So are you here to seduce me or lend a hand?"
"To lend a hand lover I would require and act of worship."
"I'm afraid my wives would most likely not approve."
"You're married now? To mortals again I presume?"
"No actually they're not mortal kin, they're Sylvanari Elves."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Do you know something I don't?"
"Darling..." she says moving closer until my back is against a wall and her lips are tantalizingly close to mine. "Of course I do?"
I can feel her breath on my skin, and I remember so much of our time together, but she's playing with me.
"What, um do you know?"
"Ah ah ahh lover, I am a goddess and I expect my due."
"Exactly what is your due?"
As her clothes vanish in a mist I want only to indulge her, but I just can't."
'No." I say calmly.
"No? Are you so loyal to your WIVES that you won't have me? I know about the little concubine demoness you keep. That is permissible but this isn't? Talk about hypocrisy."
"Aini, has my wives' approval. If you get theirs then I will happily indulge your every whim, but know this: They have the final say. It is that simple...and believe me I wish I could just give in."
"Now I know why my father has pursued you for so long. You can't be bought or bribed, you are honorable to a fault. It's a very rare quality, and he's an admirer of it."
"Honorable? No offense but your father doesn't strike me as honorable."
"But he is. He has kept every bargain he has ever made with you has he not? Keeping his word and obeying his rather twisted code is the very definition of honor."
"Okay, fine he IS honorable. Now if it's not too much trouble would you mind letting me get back to my dilemma?"
"Sure. In the meantime, maybe I'll have a talk with your harem."
"What?"
Instantly she's gone and I'm left with an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
The next morning I ask the council members to assemble in closed chambers.
With Spydra at my side, I am understandably intimidated by the level of cosmic power in the room. I clear my throat and addressed the six assembles council members.
"I have nearly completed my investigation."
"Do you have any suspects?" Norjaguar asks.
"Only one."
They each look at one another and then Raven asks the inevitable.
"Who?"
"I can divulge that information right now but if my suspicions are correct you may all be in much greater danger than any of us first realized."
"How so?"
"I can't divulge that at this time, I can only say that you all need to remain together, no avatars, no simulacrums, no clones. No traveling of any kind and you must remain together at all times until this investigation is complete."
They all nod in agreement. I leave with a glimmer of hope and pray I'm wrong about what I am almost certain I am not. I have to return to the colony where this whole investigation started.
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| Thunderbolt
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/8/20 6:14
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| A revamp of one of my older characters.possibly a new costume...I'm not sure but this image was fun to make. |
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| Thunderbolt
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/1/28 11:45
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| Thunderbolt just got a new look due mostly to the fact that I wanted to use an updated model and a better costume...please any feedback would be appreciated. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/1 22:24
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| outpost worlds have their renegades and outlaws and Billy Takahashi is one such outlaw. Not a viscous killer mind you but just a guy who likes to do things his way. A rule breaker who enjoys loud music, hot women and fast rides. He often finds himself involved in the plight of the downtrodden and has no compulsion against fighting the "system" for the little guy. Gen-E is his faithful combat drone custom modified with many "questionable" and most likely illegal mods and programs she is them match of any military drone even the latest state of the art models |
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| The Sage
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/10/23 5:41
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The central database on Namae 4 directs me to a desert region on a remote colony and indicates that a lone mage is the foremost expert ie sage, on vortex phenomenon. We make a bee line to a group of pyramids where stands a temple dedicated to the gods of light. Outside hovering ominously is a small spaceship created and sustained entirely by magic. I love those but in a dead zone they're done and you're probably gonna plummet to your death. As Aini and I approach the temple we are greeted by a man named Gygas. he opens his arms and greets us with open arms and a smile.
"Welcome my friends!"
"Um have we met?"
"No no my friend, but I am happy to see anyone in this remote location and I've been doing research here alone for months. I assume since you're armed to the teeth and haven't removed any of your weapons from their holster that you must be a friend yes?"
Can't really argue with that logic so I od and drop the subject.
"Actually um we're here to find the foremost expert in the five galaxies on the subject of.."
"Vortexes?"
"Yes."
"Well you're looking at him, what can I do for you."
"Ghost planet, has developed one."
"I'll pack immediately and meet you there."
"Whoa there pal we are not heading there now and I wasn't offering an open invitation to join us."
"Of course not, but you'll not get the information you need unless I'm there to see this firsthand."
"Fine."
"I'll need to bring my ship it has a lot of specialized magic for this type of research."
"Sir," Aini interjects, "My master will require a complete list of all items before they can be brought on board our ship, including any and all magical items and weapons."
"Your ship? I thought I would be following your vessel here."
He gestures at the Wraith and Aini lets a giggle escape her lips.
No sir this small vessel will be parked in the main shuttlebay of a much larger ship."
"I see very well then is there room for my ship as well?"
"Yes sir, plenty."
We head back to the Sable and in no time Gygas is on board with his sullies and a thorough manifest. Our next stop...The Ghost planet. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2017/4/28 16:17
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Ai has asked to meet with me alone in our quarters to talk about her...recent revelation. It's a conversation I am eager to have but I'm certain she is not. As I walk through the door her nervousness is obvious to even the untrained eye. I try to be as nonchalant as I can and put her at ease. I pour us both some Elderberry wine (she has quite a taste for it) and I take a seat on the sofa. Ai sits across from me and after a couple of moments of thought she speaks.
"I-I wanted to tell you about what I am. I was going to tell you many times but the moment never seemed right and I wasn't sure how you'd take it."
"I can understand that. It's not something that one just drops in another's lap out of nowhere."
"Yes, but still you are my husband and I have unintentionally deceived you. I apologize and I beg your forgiveness."
"There's nothing to forgive but I do have some questions."
"As I thought you might. Ask me anything husband and I will answer truly."
"Alright. Are you dragon or elf?"
"I am...dragon. I have been as you see me now for a very long time. I know little of my dragon heritage beyond what instinct can reveal."
"Where I come from this next question is considered rude, but not between a husband and wife. I need to ask...How old are you, as we know time?"
"I am 120 of your years but that is only an estimate. In truth I do not know but I have not lived longer than those from my village."
"Fair enough. Can you use magic like other dragons?"
"I have no spells, and few dragon powers. I can fly, I can see great distances, and perfectly even in magical darkness, My other senses, hearing, smell, taste and touch, are much greater than those of many animals. I can in my dragon form, fly at incredible speed, and of course breathe fire. I am also immune to fire and heat."
"Um mating...if you were to become pregnant how would that work?"
"I don't know. I have had no parent to teach me the ways of my kind and I only know the way of elves."
"We'll have to do some research and discover those things together, or perhaps find you a mentor."
"I would like that husband."
"So basically you were adopted, or is your sister the same?"
"I was very young when the chief's first wife found me. She could not bear children and so claimed me as her own daughter. I grew up with the other children in my village and no-one ever knew what I was, not even me. One day raiders came to destroy our village and the women and children were hiding in a cave. The raiders found us and were going to enslave, violate or kill, every one of us. I acted out of instinct and shouted at the warriors before us. In a flash I could see them in the darkness of the cave and I could smell the fear in their blood. As my serpentine form writhed before them and my wings unfurled, their hearts filled with terror. With a single breath 8 warriors met a fiery end, burned to smoldering husks. My tribe reacted with joy and hailed me as a hero, blessed by the gods. They thought my transformation was a blessing, a one time occurrence. Until I revealed myself before you I had never again had the need to transform into my dragon form. I knew instinctively that the dragon scales and my wings were the truest version of me. I did practice flying and whatever abilities I could. It just felt proper."
she shifts into her scaled form effortlessly the appearance is something akin to swirling water. Even in this form she is beautiful to behold. She looks away, shy, and I cannot help but reach for her face and turn her head to look her in her magnificent golden eyes.
"Wow, well...this a bit to take in...but...it changes nothing between us. You are still my first wife and I am still your husband."
"Will others accept this? I know how outsiders can be."
"In many places a union between a dragon and any humanoid is not well accepted. Keep this secret until we can find another Golden dragon to help teach you of your people. No need to cause more conflict than necessary."
"Does my form bring shame upon you?"
"No...I would care for you no matter your form. I only ask that you not reveal your true form to strangers...think of it as the element of surprise."
We continue talking well into the evening hours and I get to know my wife a bit better. Her dreams, her favorite things, and why she is who she is. I don't care that she's a dragon, although some others might. I am not just honor bound to remain...I truly care for Ai.
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| ISS Phantasm Deck Plan Bridge
Obsidian Sci-fi 2018/8/14 13:34
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| I'm not sure if anyone knows or even cares for that matter, how much effort is put into my scenery. In the case of the new ship The Phantasm, I have really outdone myself. On board the ship is several new features none of my previous bridges possess. For instance, both the CIC and Navigation posts have their own view screens. There is now an office for the Executive Officer (!st Officer). The EMT Room has a new custom made pad designed around magic instead of technology although it's range is technologically enhanced. There is a holographic model of the ship and its systems above the new Tactical table. The Table situated between the Navigation and CIC is used to survey terrain, and ship systems, or any object needed. I put a ton of work into my sets and because I use a lot of reflections it's necessary to create full 360-degree sets. Later each room will be separated and saved as its own set and used in pairs as I can only show 2 possible sets at once in any given scene. New Captain's quarters will be coming next and because of the Family size they will be much larger than previous editions so keep an eye out for that. As always feedback is appreciated and encouraged. Also if there's any part of the ship you think I should create let me know and I'll try to hook that up. Engineering is a must and will also be coming soon. |
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| Species: Dakalfar
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/30 23:09
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I created this image earlier in the year but wasn't quite happy with it, something was missing and now that I'm at a point where i feel comfortable with my skills i thought i would recreate it.
Dakalfar like all of the Elven species are long lived and can trace their ancestry back thousands of years. Their Black skin makes them stand out among alien species in that no other species possesses this trait leading most scholars and scientists to believe that the characteristic may be rooted in magic rather than genetics. Like most Elves the Dakalfar are well suited to spellcasting, unlike their cousins however they are also predisposed to Psionics so it is no surprise that they comprise nearly 20 percent of all Psi-Mages on record. Natural abilities of Dakalfar are as follows: Nightvision (they see as well in darkness as most creatures do in broad daylight), Enhanced hearing (the ears of elves are not just for show), Enhanced Strength (all Dakalfar possess some level of superhuman strength ), Enhanced Agility (Like all elves the Dakalfar are exceptionally agile and lithe). Dakalfar possess technology equal to the Intergalactic standard their magical capabilities are equal to those of any Elven race and superior to most sentient species. Dakalfar have no known enemies but do not associate with other elves...it is believed that there was some sort of falling out among other elves but no Elf will speak of it. Dakalfar get along well with Solarans (humans) and can often be found in their company. |
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| Athena Goddess of wisdom and Battle.
Obsidian Sci-fi 2018/1/16 18:26
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| Many of the Gods and Goddesses in the Galaxies have worshipers on multiple planets and interact freely with mortals using Avatars like one seen here. Aphrodite is the Goddess of Wisdom and Battle , is a master tactician, and a lover of peace. Among the gods of Olympus she is unmatched in combat and none have bested her. She is the patron of Amazons everywhere and female warriors in general often venerate her. Her avatar is incredibly powerful and can go toe to toe with powerhouses like Infinity-Man and Guardian. As a seeker of peace she usually attempts to resolve conflicts through diplomacy but combat is NEVER off the table. Technology is not new to the Olympians and theirs is some of the most advanced thanks to Hephaestus who is on top of all the latest advancements and makes many of his own. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 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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| The Scarlet Bow
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/3/12 19:06
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Former Professional Thief turned Hero The Scarlet Bow is an outstanding member of The Scions of Justice. Her skill with ranged weapons is not due to simple skill but to her powers as a Gen-An (genetic Aberration) which allow her to see at phenomenal distances and have increased her manual dexterity to superhuman levels. She utilizes a variety of trick arrows as well as trick bullets for her Hand crossbow. The weapon itself is a combination of both automatic pistol and Crossbow. Her method of transport is her famous Skycycle which is a refitted Police Heavy Skybike. Her costume is made of highly durable Titano-weave and Dura-leather composite and is incredibly sturdy and resistant to most conventional weapons.
The Scarlet Bow was a gang member when she was a teenager and maintains ties with the criminal elements on the streets. She is a highly skill martial artist having received training from Panterra himself her Gen-Ab powers enable her to learn incredibly quickly any movement she sees an ability she uses well. |
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| The real deal
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/4/11 9:13
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Back aboard my ship I retire to my room to find my two wives accompanied by my mistress/demon whose skin has mysteriously turned back to it's original blue color. None of them look happy to see me and the youngest of my wives is pointing what my scanners tell me is an infinitium tipped poisoned arrow dead at the center of my chest. There aren't many things that are a threat to me but infinitium blades are at the top of the list and the arrow most certainly qualifies. I freeze in my tracks.
"I-Is there a problem ladies?"
I try to keep my voice clam and soothing so as not to provoke them.
"Yes darling!" Aini says through gritted teeth.
"We want to know what you've done with our husband."
"Before we kill you where you stand."
The three of them are serious. My computer says they're not lying and they're not impersonators. Something is dreadfully wrong.
"Girls it's me, it really is."
"There's just one problem with that impostor."
Aini again leading the charge is the one who seems the most sure.
"What's that?"
"You and I aren't bond mates Lover!"
"What do you mean?"
"I am bonded to Obsidian Mask , a bond that spans the reaches of reality. I can sense his presence I am tuned to his essence. It gives me purpose and and changes me emotionally, spiritually, and physically. Do I look changed to you?"
"Um no, you look almost the way you did when I bought you from that slave trader."
"Your knowledge of my mate's history notwithstanding, I am reverting back to my original form and there can only be one reason for that change."
"And that is?.."
"You are not Obsidian Mask. If I am separated from my bond mate for too long, a month or more, I begin to revert back to my prime form. My last form was chosen by his desires, and his dreams and unconscious longings. You don't have those or my form would remain, unless you suddenly developed a taste for demonic beings. Even if that were so my form would not revert but become that which you desire most...if you were my mate, which you are not."
"O-okay. for the sake of argument, let's say you're right. How do we proceed then?"
"We start" Ai sneers, "By you removing my husband's armor. Then we'll see some friends and get down to the truth one way or another. Rest assured my sister will kill you if you resist and my husband has taught us all we need to know-"
"To disable and if necessary kill me. I remember. Fine. I'll remove the armor but you're going to discover that I'm me."
I remove the armor and head to the infirmary, now at gunpoint, I submit to all the bloody tests the doctor requires. For the sake of argument we have Aini go through some tests as well just to be safe.
When the doctor comes back I I reach out for Aini's hand and the look I get chills me to the bone so I withdraw my hand. Whatever it is though we'll get through it together.
"Doctor" Ai addresses him and acts like I'm not even in the room. "What is your conclusion?"
"First, there was some discrepancies in Aini's blood work-"
"See, ladies I told you, I'm me."
I start to hop up off the medbed and a security officer puts a death grip on my shoulder.
"As I was saying..." the doctor continues "There were some discrepancies in Aini's bloodwork but that's because she's pregnant. Congratulations by the way."
The girls seem somewhat excited and then turn to me, byut just as they're about to apologize and celebrate.
"You however," the doctor pauses as he gestures to more security officers to join us. You are NOT Obsidian Mask."
"What!!??" I shout in disbelief
"Our tests show that you sir are a very elaborate yet magically constructed clone. You most likely possess nearly all of the orginal Obsidian's memories but you aren't him."
"Look doc if it's the eyes, they repaired them."
"No they did not. Your eyes were never operated on, in fact you bear nos cars of any kind nor any implants of any kind. There is an aura of magic that helps to sustain you, and all of your cells are essentially perfect."
"Doc seriousl, I'm me, just ask me anything?"
"Very well, what do you remember from your days as a human?"
"I can remember almost all of it, like when I got here and the day I-"
Almost instantly I realize what the doctor just did. I had myself transformed a long time ago, I couldn't remember my time as a human because the magic that transformed me prevented me from even acknowledging I was ever human. I'm NOT me, but then who am I? I don't even have time to complete my next thought before Aini has her clawed hand on my throat. With speed that rival a superhero she chok-slams me onto the floor repeatedly until she I'm certain she's going to tear my head from my body. All the while screaming
"Where is he! What have you done with him? Give him back give him back give him back.
Again and again I hit the solid deck plate beneath me, until everything goes black. I awake later still in the infirmary, I step off the medbed and move towards the door, two guards are posted there and they have but one order. I call for the doctor and when he arrives I ask.
"Doc are you certain? There is another simple way to find out."
"What is it doc"
"Simple, order that clone guard to shoot me."
"What?"
"The guards are, like you, magically compelled to obey Obsidian Mask. If that's you then I'll be the one needing a doctor."
"Your funeral doc. Guard, shoot the doctor."
The guard turns to me and....punches me dead in the face. Well, either my crew has been replaced or I have...I don't feel like an impostor. My nose is bleeding so I ask the doc for some tissue, he hands me some ice instead and recites an incantation I recognize. It's the same one used to repair magically...created...clones. As the bleeding stops and the pain recedes I realize it must be true. But I thought only the black Mantis and his pantheon had this kind of magic. Abominous has it too? This is bad, really really bad.
"Doc, just one thing alright?"
"What is it...um...what shall I call you...Ah...Shade?"
"Ha ha doc. Very funny."
"You were saying?"
"Just have the crew do me one more favor, consider it a final order. Have them...find me...and kill the sonofabitch responsible for..." I gesture to myself..."This."
"I'm certain they weren't waiting for your order, but I'll tell the first officer."
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| Gobellian (aka Goblin)
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/3/5 7:37
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| So I had this idea for my game which helped to explain some Earth mythology. A prison ship on it's way to a penal planet was struck by an meteor or some such forcing it to land on the primitive 15th century Earth. The crew and most of the prisoners survived though nearly all of them escaped. These escapees humans would call "Monsters" and being that they were the worst examples of their species, Solarans (humans) simply assumed that all of them were evil. This superstition combined with some mispronunciation lead to many of the mythologies that human in my game believed in for centuries. It also explains why in later centuries all of these "Monsters" seemingly disappeared. The above creature is one of those "Monster" species a Gobellian (Often mispronounced Goblin), they are from the planet Gobell (Pronounced: go-bell as in slow and well) they are diminutive creatures being only about 3 and a half feet tall. There greatest accomplishments lie in weapons technology having developed some of the most powerful explosives in the five galaxies. Their skin is brown or green and covered in scales suggesting that they may have been descended from reptiles. Good and evil run equally among their people as in Solarans (humans). |
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| Sinking feeling
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/6/19 3:14
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My visit by the Egyptian god Osiris has me thinking that maybe they know more about the Maetriks than it would at first seem. The planet where they hold the most influence is a strict low tech world so I'm left with my horse and a few guns. No ships are even allowed in orbit...unless of course you want to piss off an entire pantheon. I choose a landing point far outside of any populated area but near enough to what my ship's scanners tell me is the a vast library. A trek through the desert would kill most travelers after only a few days but not me. My armor keeps me cool, and there's internal food fascimilators so I'm good for supplies as long as the suit's power supply lasts. The power supply of course is something I'm not worried about considering the suit powers itself. My horse is cybernetic...robot body horse's brain...in actuality a Cyberbrain with a horse's essence transferred into it. No food or water it just keeps going the very act of moving charges it's power cells. An oasis is a nice pit stop anyway. A couple of hopeful vultures fly overhead hoping to find a quick meal but they move on after figuring out I'm not on the menu. As I stare at the sky's reflection I can't help but feel like I'm being watched. I don't ignore those kinds of feelings so I do a scan of the nearby area, I detect lots of insects and even a giant snake but otherwise nothing out of the ordinary...Yeah, I've seen that movie before though. Just because I can't scan it doesn't mean it's not there. I also don't rely what I can see . I'll have to keep my head on a swivel while I'm here. Traveling by mount is slow and a bit tedious. I could cover in minutes what is now going to take days. Don't get me wrong, my mount can run for days without getting tired but I can't. I get rest when I can and Onyx serves as a wonderful sentry along with a few forcewall spells. I'll reach the library in roughly 6 more days, and onse I'm there I'll need a few holographic disguises to keep things calm...I wonder how Onyx feels about being a Camel heh heh heh. I'd kill for a hovercycle...or a magic carpet.
The days pass quickly without event but I still can't shake the feeling I'm being watched. I finally give in and cast a couple of detection spells. I know it doesn't seem it but I'm loath to use magic. Somehow it feels like cheating. It's like a shortcut that I could easily get addicted to. It's so easy to become reliant on spells to get things done when things get too hard for technology or the mundane. I love my sword and it was made to my exacting specifications but still, I'm no mage and I don't want to get a reputation for using magic I really enjoy springing that one on the bad guys. I often mislead people into thinking I'm using technology instead of magic. The spells don't reveal anything magical or any kind of scrying. Still the Oni ninja masters believe that when you look at someone you connect your chi with that person. That's how you know when someone is staring at you inside their vehicle when you're at a traffic light. It seems superstitious but using the tactic of never staring at a person's head hasn't failed once. Right now, I feel like someone is staring at mine.
As night falls I do something I have never done in my life. I set up a decoy. A holographic remote with some magic thrown in for good measure. It'll reda as alive if checked for magically and the batteries on the drone will last a few days I program the thing to go through a daily routine of ride and rest. In the dark I find a nice deep shadow and create some magical darkness to conceal myself and Onyx. I activate the drone and Onyx and I go stealth. We cannot be seen nor heard. At sunrise the drone does exactly what it's supposed to and breaks camp climbing up on the drone mount and heads off to continue the journey. As Onyx and I watch I make note of three figures who discreetly follow only a few minutes later from the cliffs high above the ravine we've been travelling in. They're good too the stop when the drone stops and the remain motionless behind a magical cloaking field. I hop on Onyx's back and we take a new path. Now I'll tell you this: Onyx doesn't need to walk, he can fly but that's supposed to be a no no here so I have him fly very low to the ground, only he doesn't leave any tracks. I do this for several miles. Picking up our trail will be next to impossible. The next thing I do is haul it as fast as Onyx can go which is a whopping 300 kph. with our pursuers on foot and following the drones it'll be impossible at best for them to catch up.
Normally I like to find out who is following me and who they work for but not today. No, today I have an appointment at an ancient library. |
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| God Fall Obsidian Mask
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/10/5 1:29
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| Staring out over the ocean at the city of N'garal on the planet Heigara 4 Obsidian prepares to divert to Earth. His mission: Find the killer of the Heromorph gods...But what will happens when he finds out who the killer is? |
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| In my chair
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/11/21 8:38
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it's been a great morning, breakfast was delicious, and the coffee was perfect. My wives are a real blessing. I have to remember to get them each something nice. I walk to the bridge and into my office and that's when the day goes to complete crap. He's just sitting there all 4 foot 3 inches of him, multiverse's greatest assassin . In actuality he's a cosmically powered killer, dressed in an infinitium nano mesh bodysuit. it looks like spandex but there's so much magic you'd go blind if cast a Magic detection spell on it. and technology in it you'd go blind casting coffee his feet are perched on my desk with coffee in hand and he's rifling through my star charts like he owns the place. At this point I realize I have nothing to lose so I may as well be a bit indignant.
"You're in my chair."
he doesn't even acknowledge my presence.
"I said...!"
"No need to raise your voice Obsidian, I heard you the first time."
"Is there something I can help you with?" I ask while pouring another cup of coffee. I brew mine fresh in a pot I keep in my office it's a little decadence I allow myself from the 21st century. The Black Mantis looks up from the hologram in front of him and calmly states
"I have a job that requires your skills."
"No."
"But you haven't even heard the specs."
"it's from you? No."
"It threatens the mulitverse."
"No!"
He takes a deep breath, sighs and then he scares the living hell out of me with one word.
"Parata."
"What...about...him?"
"He's gone."
"No." I chuckle mockingly "He can be gone. Because you have his head encased in infinitium, and locked in a vault on your ship. A ship I might add that is...480 MILLION MILES WIDE AND 240 MILLION LONG!!! So there is no way with the most powerful technology, magic and cosmic power that you could possibly have lost his HEAD!!!"
By now he and I are nose to nose, and I realize I may be pushing my luck at this point.
he places a finger on my helmet then slowly and deliberately pushes my head back.
"I didn't lose it. It was stolen, by someone with a lot of magic and well informed. The thief completely bypassed everything and we knew she was coming."
"Wait, She?"
"yes we determined that it was a female and we have tons of video and images."
"Really? but you just said..."
"I have mundane backups for just such an emergency. Simple video photography late 20th century tech, laughable but few people ever think backwards when planning jobs like this. They're always prepared for the advanced systems but nothing like simple camera."
"If she gets his head out of that casing.."
"You don't have to tell me I'm the one who put his head in there remember?"
"Then you already know you guys will be the ones he comes for first and he's a bloody genius not to mention powerful."
"His former resources are ours now and anyone loyal to him died centuries ago."
"Okay any leads?"
"Just one, she's on an Earth colony in the outer rim. I've been there and I can tell you there's no way to detect her by psionics or magic. So you'll have to do it the old fashioned way."
"Alright, I'll take the job, but it's gonna cost."
"Tell Tanaka and it's yours, I'll grant two requests one up front, and one on completion. I don't care what condition the thief is in but I don't need to tell you what could happen if Parata gets loose and resurrected."
"You really don't"
"Good then, do not fail."
"I never do. Now will you get out of my chair?"
With a snap of his fingers he's gone and I'm left with a ton of research. How would one get anything out of a case made of pure Infinitium? You can't hurt it or beam through it, and as far as I know the only one who has the etch to reshape it is the Black Mantis himself. Quantum resolution EMT devices are still a millennia away by current standards and that really limits the number of people or organizations that could get that head out.
Parata is singly the most fearsome opponent the Black mantis and his pantheon have ever faced. At one time he had defeated all of them and left me and my two friends Ray and Harley to stop him. he underestimated us and it allowed us to kill him. But gods don't die so easily and so the Black mantis had his head encased in indestructible Infinitium. He then had his body likewise and placed it on the surface of an unnamed star where it remains to this day.
if the two were ever rejoined the rage of this very unbelievable powerful cosmic being would be unthinkable. I have a good idea of where to start searching but I'm gonna need help on this one. I think it's time I called on some old friends.
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| Spydraxis New Costume
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/29 9:32
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Spydra is granted the full power of her armor during the "Rise of the Anti-Scion" Her new powers double her strength and grant her optical camouflage, as well as the power to teleport via shadows. The goddess Spydraxis (who shall be making an appearance soon.)unlocked these powers to help battle the threat of Dominion while she cannot directly or indirectly interfere she discovered that she could equip her own Scion any way she chose and for any purpose.
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| Like it or not
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/12 1:53
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The thief was a bust so now I need to get hold of the Black Mantis and give him the bad news. Worse yet there's an assassin with mono-molecular weaponry taking out all competitors and leads. The Sable is at full burn to the Solar system when there's shudder and every alarm in the place goes off.
I hit the intercom on the nearest hallway panel and contact the bridge.
"Bridge report! What the hell is going on?"
Shadawar responds immediately.
"We're caught in a tractor beam."
"At full warp?"
Just then Sabrina cuts in
"Yessir we're completely locked up and the engines are beginning to overload. We're gonna have to shut down!"
"Fine! Sabrina shut down engines and transfer all power to defensive systems."
The reply from the bridge has me aggravated to say the least
"All defensive systems are off line! We're sitting ducks."
Just then it hits me, and I ask a question I already know the answer to.
"Bridge, in what direction are we being puleed?"
"Um straight up 0 mark 0 degrees...straight upward."
I'm no longer feeling defensive...no , now I'm just pissed off.
"Bridge this is the Captain, stand down from alert status."
"Aye sir."
I flash on my armor and head to the bridge. Just as I step in the entire bridge crew simply vanishes. I look around quickly, in dismay and suddenly I'm face to face with...
"Black Mantis...."
"Hey there...Grab a seat."
He says cheerfully, gesturing to a comfortable looking chair. I ignore the invitation then ask curtly.
"Where's my crew?"
He sighs, and then walks to a nearby window. Looking out on a vast city he says.
"They're here on board. They're being attended to and are being treated as honored guests."
"Whether they like it or not?"
"Indeed."
"And my ship?"
"Docking bay 2."
"Are you serious?"
There are millions of docking bays aboard the massive mothership of the Black Mantis, and the first few are nearest to the Imperial palace and those few have the best technicians in the empire.
"What gives? You know you nearly tore my ship apart right?"
"A necessary risk, besides your ship wasn't in danger you're no idiot and neither is your chief engineer."
"That's beside the point."
"Ugh you act like one of those...mortals. Fine...I'm sorry, and next time I promise to use more courtesy."
"Yeaaah....ummm....who are you and what have you done with the real Black Mantis?"
"Hah, yeah I can see why you'd ask that.. I have been a complete ass to you over the years haven't I?"
"That's a loaded question."
"No I'll admit it, but now things are different, and I ....we... need your help. I know of your failure and the fact that not only has Parata been freed but he is presumably back to his full strength."
"Crap."
"Exactly and precisely."
The voice comes from behind as the doors open, it's Norjaguar and his mood is quite dour.
"The council has already convened and since you are our best chance at defeating this maniac, you're being held here for your protection."
"Fine. Not going to be too many places safer than this."
"Right now, " Mantis adds, 'That's debatable."
Suddenly I don't feel so safe.
"The Black Mantis was attacked, and severely injured a few days ago. Our island was also destroyed. To that end we are remaining at warp indefinitely until we have this matter resolved."
"I'm sorry, I thought I went crazy for a minute and heard you say someone hurt him?" Pointing at Mantis I am more than a little taken aback.
"I knew Parata was a badass but he did what now?" My question goes unanswered as we exit the elegant quarters and into the hall.
"We are going to reoutfit your ship with the usually powerhouse options and then we're going to equip some new tech as well." Norjaguar says calmly.
"I like my ship the way it is thanks, I designed it myself."
Mantis scoffs and in no uncertain circumstance adds
'Your ship is woefully under-powered for your current contract, and less will NOT be more in this situation. "
I stop mid stride and in a moment of complete indignant defiance, I let these bastards know exactly where we stand.
"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY SHIP!!! Because if you do I walk and and you can find someone else to take on Parata for you but I'm betting he knows everyone else you'd go to and is plenty prepared for them. So don't screw with the Sable!"
The two of them say nothing in response to my out burst instead the simply nod and say....
"Done."
"However, " Mantis replies..."You'll need something better for this."
"You mean like the Drake?"
My words sting a little bit and it was completely intentional. The last time that bastard "Gave" me a ship he was trying to recruit me via his daughter. he doesn't reply to the jab at all instead he very calmly says.
"No, you need something powerful and sleek, something closer to the Wraith. Consider it part of your payment...along with whatever else you need."
"Okay fine, how fast can you have a new design ready?'
They both laugh like I just asked the dumbest question ever. Knowing them I probably have.
"You design it." Norjaguar says..."We'll have it ready in a day."
"Really?"
They both look at me and without missing a beat simultaneously answer back.
"Really."
"I can upgrade your loaners from Harley if you like, as well as um...what's the word....Update...your harem?"
"What my what?"
'Oh let's face it they're primitives and lack skills and abilities despite all they've done with your technology at their disposal."
"No. What the hell is wrong with you? I'm not gonna let you do ANYTHING to my wives!!!"
"I simply meant education."
"Are you sure? None of that mutation chamber or anything freaky like that?"
The speed and power of Norjaguar is unearthly as he pins me by the throat to a nearby wall. I struggle as hard as I can but the servos in my armor are no match for that kind of raw physical power. So....in a panic...I run him through. Quickly, as he grasps at his wound, I cast spells to increase my strength, speed, and agility to what I hope are levels powerful enough to at least get me close. Then, in a place where I could be hilariously out numbered and outgunned I stand my ground. He chuckle for a sec and quickly winces in pain.
"Agh...You're right about one thing Mantis, he is definitely the right guy for the job. Did you really cast a Ant-regen spell?"
I'm not sure what to make of this...I just ran this guy through with what is possibly the one weapon in the universe capable of killing him and he thinks it funny? Oh man what have I gotten myself into?
"Um...I figured it was appropriate considering who you guys are."
Norjaguar removes a spray canister seemingly from nowhere, and sprays the wound which immediately begins to heal. He looks back to me and asks..
"How do you know about the mutation chamber?"
"I've been working for you guys quite literally for centuries, I have more information about you guys than just about anyone."
"That is why we hired you now. Jag, don't sweat how he knows about the chamber. I told him, and I've told him a bunch of other stuff nobody knows about too. IN the meantime...the ladies?"
"if their okay with it fine if not don't."
"Good now we have a special gist for you...something special..." |
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| Because R2-D2 that's why
Obsidian TV and Movies 2018/1/11 7:37
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| I wanted to test some shaders for a "Worn" look...R2-D2 seemed like a great choice for what I was trying to accomplish. Does it look worn but not broken? Yes, yes it does. Expect to see more of these shaders in the future in some of my other works...maybe even Obsidian's armor? |
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| Last resort
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/7/8 1:20
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| Not all worlds are are populated by friendlies, and even the impressive resources of Obsidian Mask are enough to keep things peaceful. However, underestimating your opponent works both ways and while the pistol in his hand looks relatively harmless when compared to a 35 ton mech the Anti-Matter rounds in the chamber is a real game changer. Everything for 3 blocks is about to be reduced to a crater...But the intrepid mercenary isn't worried as his armor has held up against worse and he knows he'll be the only thing standing when the smoke clears. Anti-Matter is something of a last resort but with his hovercycle a flaming wreck Obsidian is fairly certain it will be the only way to save his skin. A single negatron (opposite of a positron) is enough to do the trick, and anyone caught in the area won't even have time to notice their dead. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 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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| Enter Nechronos
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/8/1 2:35
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Across the universe and throughout time he has existed, what are his motives? None know it is said his ideals are beyond the understanding of mortals, But obsidian Mask is no mere mortal. Nechronos is a spellweaver, and Time Master one of the last of his kind. His people ascended long ago to become one with the cosmos, and infinite realities. Through their archives he has learned of the destroyer, and worse yet, that the destroyer is here in his reality, threatening it's very existence. But the diabolical madman has no intention of doing anything about it. No he intends to find this destroyer and glean whatever knowledge and resources he can from such a powerful being, but how? Yes how can he even dream of pulling the wool over the eyes of The Black Mantis! It matters not to him how, because he must first find the destroyer's weakness...Every creature has one right? But the tomes of the ancient archives give no clues, there are only rumors now, and is plans are being interfered with by that bothersome elf Obsidian Mask, no matter he at least can be disposed of. Razor will see to it in their last encounter Razor brought back his arm, he will bring his head eventually. The mad Time Master's thoughts wander and then suddenly, a tome mentions a prophecy, no, not a prophecy but a myth, a legend. The Time Masters mention a simulacrum, a clone, an artificial life brought forth from the blood of the enemy, one who is close to the destroyer but who could it mean? Over and over a reference to the Dark hood and Dark Shadow, it couldn't be...could it...The bothersome Elf is close to the destroyer? Pah many beings wear black and call themselves the hooded one and so forth...but this is too much of a coincidence for Nechronos' comfort. Razor kept the arm as a trophy, and now it may serve a better use...
The mad Time Master summons Deathwing, his loyal dragon, and with an incantation as old as time they vanish in a violet mist. |
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