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| Davros
 Obsidian  Sci-fi  2018/11/28 4:19
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Traveling through the Dalek base the havoc I wreak is indescribable as I litter the place with these cyborgs. Their so slow and lethargic I cut through them with ease. Their design is garbage I have fought many a cyborg, and usually, they're a vast improvement over their parent species. The doctor informs me (while offering me something called a "Jelly Baby") that Davros designed them. I tell the Doctor that I cannot wait to see this idiot savant and says.
"Davros is actually a true genius despicably evil yes, but a genius nonetheless."
"Um Doc, have you seen these designs? You should thank your lucky stars you haven't encountered the Maetricks they're fast, well armed and can take over any electronics they encounter. In fact I have an android tactical officer who would make short work of these guys. Piss poor designing."
Just then from behind me I hear a voice that says.
"I'm disappointed that you disapprove, but we do try to strive for perfection."
I spin on my heels and draw my pistol as fast as lightning leveling it at the origin of that sound. a one eyes cripple in a wheelchair that looks like the bottom half of a Dalek.
"Davros I presume?"
"In the flesh... so to speak" the doctor replies.
I'm not sure whether I should laugh, feel pity, or put him out of his misery so I defer to the Doctor.
"Hello Davros, long time no see, Jelly Baby?"
"I have you this time Doctor, you are surrounded and outnumbered. Give up this senseless struggle and return the Neutrino core that you have stolen or your friends will suffer."
"Well you see there's a problem with that, I don't have it."
"I doubt that you do not know it's location doctor, now tell me or your friends will pay the price starting with this one."
"Pfft bwaahahahahaaa"
The laughter simply escapes my lips, I tried to stifle it but this comic book, Saturday morning cartoon villain, is just too much.
"You find something humorous in my words?"
I stop and catch my breath it was a good laugh.
"Yeah, I do. Okay wrinkle puss, do you have any idea how many of these tin can I tore through to get here? What are these three for so you watch them die first hand?"
"Indeed, inferior Daleks culled from my master design the three you see here are- "
I dial up Phased rounds while he rants on and fire three quick ones into the casing of the Dalek frames. there isn't a scratch on them when I'm done, and the Doctor who has seen the carnage up till now looks shocked as Davros continues.
"You see these are the superior Daleks, they are perfection they are-"
"Dead, you moron. yeah, they're dead as doornails. I come prepared, and the Phased rounds I used work like a Neutron bomb. They only affect organics, like those found inside Daleks. Normal shields are useless against them as is normal armor. Now shut up before I put a very real bullet between what's left of your eyes. Doctor, did you want this loser for something or can I just Merc him?"
"Merk? That doesn't sound pleasant at all, what do you think Davros? Are you up for a good Merking?"
I'd do a facepalm but this isn't the time. The Doctor smiles widely and tosses a pice of candy into his mouth while Davros remains silent. Apparently he got the jist of what I was saying. The Doctor takes out his sonic screwdriver and approaches a nearby computer panel accessing the facilities mainframe.
"We can leave now and I do suggest we leave in utmost haste."
"You triggered a self destruct?"
"Absolutely."
"Do all the bad guys have those things? Thinks it's a prerequisite? Like all their fortresses have to have one?"
"Not much of a villain if they don't I suppose. Now let's hurry we still have to rescue Sarah and K-9 "
"Yeah they're already rescued, my team doesn't slouch."
"Color me impressed Obsidian."
"Indeed then this will absolutely make your day."
I give Davros a quick spin in his chair and shove him down the hall he came from as the Doctor waves cheerfully. I then signal the Phantasm to transport us aboard TARDIS and all just as the Dalek facility explodes ending Davros' plans for the time being. I'm not fond of letting megalomaniacs live but it isn't my show. I take the Doctor to the bridge and we head out to my Universe so he can help me with my dilemma...The Maetricks have joined with his old enemies the Cybermen. Good times.
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| Bookwyrms
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/6/25 17:46
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I arrive in the city of Abu Mazar, a bustling metropolis with a population of about 1 million Solarans, and 2 million Egyptians. There are animal headed people everywhere and to blend in I use the holographic emitters in my suit to make me look some random person. with the auto-translation circuits it's no problem to appear to be one of the locals.
I ask around and find the LIbrary of Ptolemy is a massive stone building. Scans reveal advanced complex crystalline circuitry within the stones themselves a technology I have never seen before. It goes from home to home and is apparently used for everything from mundane household purposes to advanced security and weaponry. The Egyptians have even used it to create animated stone guardians. I'm impressed to say the least. I mean here is a society which looks rather primitive but in actually may be far more advanced than any I have ever visited. The stealth factor here is enough to make a ninja like me positively jealous. As I enter the library I am scanned repeatedly and were it not for the advanced spoofers in my suit I would've been busted the second I walked into this place.
Looking around there is a tone of art and statues decorate every inch of the place. There's a massive golden archway in the center of place which connects to the various alcoves of knowledge. On my right is an alcove which utilizes modern computers to store massive quantities of information and is connected to the Intergalactic web. Nice to know some things aren't made better with stone tech. I decide that will be my access point. The hard copies stored throughout will make it much harder to find what I need. Hopefully they've stored digital copies on these mainframes.
As I turn to make my way to the alcove a beam of energy streams past my head vaporizing some poor bastard who probably never did anything to anyone.
"Consider that a warning...Obsidian Mask!"
I've been made, how I don't know but the jig is up so I drop the facade and turn to face...him!
"I didn't know any of Abominous's lackeys were mentally challenged."
The large gray skinned man has a pair of Nagas with him and they look like tough customers. I don't buy into looks and rely more on what I know or can scan.
The Khopesh swords they carry have that crystalline circuitry throughout and as best as I can tell fire energy beam like the one that killed that bystander. They're not holding them like that though they want to cut me because they know from their master Apophis that I'm vulnerable to slashing weapons. Nice. I wonder if they also know I'm an expert swordsman with a nasty blade of my own. With my left hand I pull out "God slayer" and select the energy setting. The hum of the matter/Antimatter reaction within the blade is unsettling even to me. I mean it's hard to believe that that there's 35 billion gigawatts, the equivalent destructive force of a 275 kiloton warhead just vibrating away in the palm of my hand. it will destroy nearly any matter it comes into contact with. Unsettling is putting it mildly.
with my right hand I draw one of my heavy pistols and set it fire piercing ammo that's sure to drop the Egyptian god before me. Apophis is in for one helluvah surprise. The two nagas square off with me while Apophis watches. Khopeshes in hand, one male one female and both ugly as hell...I can't stand Nagas, something about being half snake gives me the willies. The female lunges first and I shoot her dead. She falls to the ground writhing as snakes tend to do. The males becomes enraged, apparently they were a couple, and reacts with emotion...a big mistake, one that costs him his life as I plunge my sword straight into his heart and out of his spine. Before he can fall I take a shot at Apophis who reels from the impact. AS the nagas eyes roll into his head and his limp body slumps to the ground I turn my full attention to the Egyptian God before me. He is the god of Darkness, which is similar to most shadow gods but he is no minor deity he's one of the heavy hitters. Unlike other gods though the Egyptian gods have no avatars so this fight is for keeps.
The room fills with darkness and he hits me with enough force to send me through the library to the streets below.
"Abominous sends his regards assassin!"
I land on my feet like a cat and he does not seem ammused.
"I thought Abominous was dead? No just took a brisk lava bath did he? I'll have to rectify that when I'm done with you."
"You think to destroy a god mortal?"
Mistake number one.
"I am the god of darkness and you do NOT possess the means to so much as scratch me!"
Mistake number two, and the more fatal one at that.
"You think so do you then come down here and face me coward, or is the god of Darkaness afraid of a lowly mortal and his blade?
Gods have a lot of pride, and they don't like being made light of. They have a need to make you respect their power and it drives them crazy when you don't
"Impudent worm!!! Feel my power and kneel befor emy might!"
A beam of dark energy hits me square in the chest and after my run in with the Maetriks I'm a tad worried, but my armor does it's job and harmlessly absorbs the hit. Apophis lands before me and we go at it. He's a bit weaker than me physically but he makes up for it in sheer speed. Then finally it happens....he jams his magical Khopesh right in my ribs. My left lung is punctured and I cough a bit of blood into my helmet. I grab his sword arm and edge my own sword closer. His Immortal skin begins to blister from the heat of blade and he looks confused. At the first touch of my sword he screams and the look of confusion is instantly replaced with terror. He teleports repeatedly but as long as I'm holding him he can't escape me. His strength is the only thing keeping him alive...but it isn't enough. I activate the nano irises in my gauntlets, the gauntlets which have been coated in Absorbium 120... The precious ore which can drain the very life from a living being and as begins to drain his immortal life his strength fails him and my blade plunges through.
As he feels his life end he looks at me bewildered.
"How? You are but a mortal...no mortal can fell a god."
I remove my helmet and as my ears pop he looks even more puzzled.
"Elf, an elf? No! Abominous what have you done to meeeee."
I feel his divine energy course through my veins as I become the new god of Darkness. It is REAL power far greater then even thet which I gained from Moonshadow. I begin to take on Apophis's physical characteristics and stature. That is when the others arrive. osiris, Nephthys, Thoth, Set, Anubis, Isis and several more whose names escape me.
Isis steps forward and speaks for the group as I regain my own appearance and heal my wounds. She's absolutely gorgeous and her voice is like a chorus of angels.
"Come with us Obsidian lord of Darkness."
A portal opens and we step through, the people of the city stare in awe. To see one of their gods is a rarity, to see all of them could very well mean the end of all things. Mortals...sometimes their so gullible.
I step a hall with a massive table and a chair for every one of the gods assembled including one for Apophis.
"What is this?"
I say not sure if they're accepting me or if they're about to chastise me. Osiris points his finger at me and says
"You have taken the power of Apophis and with it you must assume his duties."
I already knew that when I confronted him.
"And those would be?"
Thoth the god of knowledge speaks next and he sounds a bit worried.
"Well, that is the problem. Apophis had no duties, nor worshipers, nor did he have any responsibilities. He only wanted to destroy. We are concerned that should you keep his power, which is considerable even for one of us that it may corrupt you."
I don't like the sound of that...I have seen how that works in the past. A team I was with found an artifact and one by one it consumed them with it's power...it was...ugly. I was the only survivor..because I resisted the temptation...and killed the last of them.
"Fine then, I don't want this power remove it from me, find me one who is willing to take it and I will bestow it upon them."
"it is not that simple."
Isis adds,
"You can relinquish this power only upon your death."
"Um saywhatnow? I have no intention of dying any time soon."
Osiris speaks next
"ENOUGH!!! Our choice is clear. We must not let Apophis's evil continue. Obsidian you must die so them millions may live."
"Look Osiris, I'm not here to make problems and I appreciated the help on Namae, but I'm not dying for anyone, and if it comes down to it...I'm the only one holding a relic. I don't want to fight but I will."
"HUsband," Isis interjects placing her hand upon Osiris's chest. "What if we could seal his power so that he has time to grow with it, rather than wield it all at once?"
"I can live with that Osiris, can you?"
"SO BE IT!!"
The next few days are spent with Thoth devising a spell that will shackle Apophis's power within me until such time as I master each one...or until I die. My first power will be the ability to summon seven demons (Like I don't have enough problems with demons) who will serve me faithfully. I can return them at any time, and the demons may be of any class, even demon lords. afterwards I will have control over serpents and serpent beings...ugh I hate gods for just this kind of crap...I don't see a need to use any of these powers in the foreseeable future so for now it's status quo. While I'm here though and I have Thoth's attention I ask him about the Maetriks, and get far more than I bargained for...they are ancient enemies of the Egyptians which is why Osiris came to me in the first place...they have a weakness and it is one I can exploit, and they also have a home...well more of an origin. But that's for later...right now I need to go home and rest...my family and friends are probably worried considering how long I've been gone.
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| The Pantheon
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/5 10:29
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Before you are the 6 deadliest and most overpowered characters I have ever created. Mostly they operate quietly from behind the scenes, manipulating events to suit their needs and making others do their bidding. Every so often one or two of them will step out from behind the shadows to reveal their existence, most notably the Black Mantis. A being who cares little for the lives and day to day activities of mortals and seeks only his own ends. depicted here are the remaining members of his pantheon. From left to right
Raven aka Spydraxis: Goddess of War, Mistress of Honor, the Spider Goddess.
Reaver: God of Death the Undead, lord of the underworld
The Black Mantis: God of Storms and Chaos and Multiverse's Greatest assassin.
Lord Beast: God of Beasts, God of the Hunt, The blood god.
Norjaguar: Lord of Shadows and Cat God of Stealth Knower of secrets and all things hidden.
Thunderbird: God of the sun and skies and all things that dwell in the sky.
They have faced foes that would make mortals tremble in fear and until recently lived in peace, but an adversary has arrived and will not be taken lightly. |
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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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| Ambush.
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/3/14 9:32
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| A redux for the zero men and a flashback for Obsidian, 4 assassins attempt to dissuade the Zero-Men from their investigation. 2 will never be the same, and 2 will pay this for affront with their lives. |
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| Spider-Man Low-Res
Obsidian Marvel Comics 2020/4/7 12:20
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| Using a Michael 3 Reduced Resolution, I have converted some Michael 4 and Victoria 4, 4K body maps to create some low res versions of several heroes for later use in large compositions. Several versions of Spiderman have been done along with the classics like Superman, Wonder Woman, Flash, which have already been completed. I even have a Venom and Anti-Venom. I'm going to make this a series so if you have some favorites please let me know and if they're not planned I'll see if I can fit them in to the series. |
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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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| Obsidian 3 way
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/3/12 10:17
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| Not the kind of 3 way anyone really wants... Can you say standoff? |
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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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| Emergency Council.
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/9 2:47
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The Black Mantis has assembled his Empire's high council and all are in attendance. The mood is grim because it is believed their old adversary Parata has been freed from the prison in which they placed him. The Black Mantis touched a button on a nearby panel and in the center of the table around which they have gathered, a small hologram of their enemy appears.
"If you're wondering why we are assembled just focus your gaze to the center of the table. As we all know I was attacked by someone who could only be Parata, My indestructible ship is sitting in our docking bay in a mangled mess. I've never seen anything that can do that to Infinitium, and there are no known weapons that should be able to. I have summoned you all here to our remote island base because it is the safest place I can think of. We have taken the extra precaution of landing this mobile base on the surface of a sun. Hopefully this will conceal our presence until such time as we can formulate a plan to stop Parata once and for all."
Beast, a massive lion faced man of nearly 9 feet in height looks a round the room at the assembled pantheon. He lets out a deep sigh and says.
"We beat him once before and honestly, I don't see the problem. Surely he knows we have to power to destroy him."
Reaver peers up through hid golden mask and adds
"He MANGLED Mantis's ship, and very nearly killed him." to which Raven adds
"He somehow stopped us from using our Eternity Crystals...There's no power in the universe that should be able to do that, we've destroyed whole galaxies with them, uninhabited but galaxies nonetheless."
Norjaguar Slamming his fist in the table yells
"How do we stand up to that? He mangles Infinitium, and can stop Eternity crystals! He knows our every tactic. I mean he knew where Mantis would be and was waiting for him. So how do we combat that."
They each look to one another, but to no avail then the Black Mantis speaks, slowly and calmly.
"I have taken steps to see to his defeat. I have an unknown element that we can use. Someone who has the element of surprise, but he's gonna want to get paid, and paid dearly. I am confident he can do the job, so the only question is...where do we draw the line? What are we willing to offer?"
As they stare at one another, their lives on the line for the first time since they donned the mantle of divinity they quickly reach a consensus. Without so much as a word they all agree that no request will be off the table up to and including their fabled crystals...Obsidian Mask need ask his want of them and he shall have it. As they adjourn their meeting Raven stops Black Mantis.
"Is there something I can do for you Raven?"
Removing his cowl he smiles softly and there's s light twinkle in his eye. Raven has seen him do this before and smiles knowingly under her own cowl. She can'e help but think to herself "He doesn't think that smooth grin is going to work does he? However, Raven is no swooning mortal and while the Black Mantis is pretty to look at he will certainly have to try harder.
"How do you know Obsidian can do this? Spydra informs me that he has a hard enough time keeping his house in order."
"He defeated Dominion, a man who was a hair away from possessing the power of Infinity Man, He's intelligent , resourceful, and highly skilled. More importantly, he has one of our blades, and his stealth gear is unparalleled. If he put his mind to it no one could detect him."
"I hope you're right because we're placing a lot on one elf."
"Hey, I'm an elf."
"So you are."
With that Raven saunters out of the room her backside deliberately swaying seductively. The Black Mantis takes note and very quietly says to himself "So...game on then."
Suddenly the entire island is shaken violently. An attack? The Black Mantis thinks to himself in disbelief. There's no way anyone found us. Activating a nearby viewscreen his worst fears are realized. A massive ship measuring miles in breadth and width, one identified as belonging to Parata's empire. In seconds the whole pantheon is asembled in the Command Center. The face of their long time enemy is displayed on the master veiwer:
"Greeting, Long time no see."
"Parata, something I can do for you?" The Black Mantis asks smugly.
"Yes Mantis, you can die!"
"The last time you tried that your head ended up in a box. Care to repeat the performance?"
"You were very fortunate last time we battled, that good fortune is at an end."
With that the island shakes yet again and it is clear that the island is in great peril
"I leave you all with this: Today I take your island, soon it will be all you hold dear, until you are begging me for death."
With that the massive warship turns and jumps to warp. The island however is in complete meltdown.
"Eject the core !" Mantis shouts in a panic.
Reaver shouts back "The hull's been warped, We can't eject!"
"What?"
"He only damaged the power core hatch! That son of a...it had to be on purpose. We have to abandon the island!"
"Damn it! Send the signal, all hands abandon ship!"
In mere moments the island that gave them refuge explodes with enough fury to cause the sun it was on to go super nova. Using the power of their Eternity Crystals they bind the life pods together and await for rescue, a rescue that will take the form a a vast armada of ships whose number cannot easily be counted. |
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| Species Striped Felinus.jpg
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/2/18 13:58
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| The Striped Felinus are simply semi-evolved cat people that still retain approximately 40% of their Animal features. They have a savage mentality but can be tamed and taught rudimentary languages and simple repetitive labor. Many of the feline species have kept them for more nefarious purposes such as sex slaves or just slave labor. In appearance the Striped Felinus resemble many of their cousins (with whom they can create viable, yet mentally limited, offspring) however they long possess sharp claws and fangs which they use to great effectiveness when hunting or defending themselves. To the casual observer the females of their species have short velvety fur and appear quite pretty at least as far as facial features and body shape go. They are incredibly fast runners and usually travel on all fours except when walking. They can climb even the tallest trees with supreme ease. They have no society and are loners with males and females only gathering during mating times. Females may have from 1-4 kittens with a gestation period of 10 weeks. Kittens set out on their own at roughly 11 months at which time they are nearly the size of their parents. Striped Felinus live for about 30 years barring physical misfortunes and illness. They are illegal to keep as pets without an exotic license and the worlds they inhabit in the IGFW territories are guarded against trapping. Captive bred Felinus are expensive but completely legal to own. It is important to note that this species possesses only animal intelligence despite how they might appear and have no deities to which they owe allegiance and so have no form of supernatural protection. Their homeworld of Nageera 6 is a paradise untamed by modern cultures and thanks to the efforts of conservationists has been designated a refuge due to the number of species unique to that world. |
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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.
BTW any feedback on the new costume is greatly appreciated. |
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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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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/12/15 19:13
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| Obsidian Mask discovers an alien plot to take over the Earth. |
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| Obsidian's Jail Escape.jpg
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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| Commission advertisement.
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/5/9 14:34
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| I found that not everyone here knows that I take commissions, well I do and this image demonstrates what you can expect and at what general price, yes the better the image the more it costs but I'll undercut just about anyone. I mean lets face I'm not gonna undercut a doodle but I'll undercut someone like say, Isikol. |
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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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| Nechronos The Time Master
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| While he claims to be a master of time there is no evidence to support such claims. There is however, ample evidence to support his claim as a powerful Mage and a formidable warrior. As seen here Nechronos has the ability to control even the most powerful of creatures and bend their will to his own, whether this is done through some powerful relic or through his own incantations is unknown. What is known is that he ranks among the top 20 on The Magi-Council's most wanted list and the top 10 on the department of archaic affairs most wanted list. He is a cruel and heartless creature out for his won ends and is remorseless when in pursuit of his goals. Those unfortunate enough to cross his path or get in his way have often met with an untimely end. In short Nechronos is not to be toyed with or taken lightly. |
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| Inside Job
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On a hunch I ask the Black Mantis to let me take a look at the vault where Parata's head was kept. I am given the passcodes and various other necessities required to enter without getting killed. I am also given free access to the security tapes. However, there's a stipulation...the imperial grand inquisitor known as "Shadowblade" has been assigned to accompany myself and Spydra during our investigation. He's a hot head but scary....reminds me of a movie sub-villain...he doesn't say much to anyone as we enter the vault but they're visibly intimidated by his presence.
"I am not sure what you hope to find that my investigators could not. I assure you we were very thorough."
His tone is derisive, and it's clear he's offended by our presence but he won't disobey the emperor, not if he wants to live very long anyway.
There's no prints, no trace of bypass equipment none of the standard tricks of the trade that professional thieves use. What amazes me the most is the sheer quantity of magical wards in place, with an equal number of passwords to get through them. There's no way anyone could get the passwords necessary to get through here without inside knowledge.
"Who was the guard on duty?"
"That would be Tarar, he is awaiting summary execution until YOUR investigation is completed."
"I'd like to question him please."
"I'll arrange it."
As soon as the inquisitor is out of earshot I grab hold of Spydra's arm and pull her close to me. In a hushed tone I tell her what my worst fear of this investigation is, and the only conclusion I can come to based on the evidence.
"Spydra, as much as I hate to say this, I think this is an inside job."
"The empirical evidence, or lack thereof, would seem to support your conclusion but who do you think could possibly be a prime suspect?"
"Hell I have no idea, but if I'm right, and they catch on to what we know the situation could prove very....dangerous."
"Then we keep our suspicions to ourselves?"
"Yes, and I know this goes against your faith, but I need you to keep your mistress in the dark as well. No one can know what we suspect."
Some time later, we're brought into an interrogation room with Tarar. We leave our weapons at the door as Tarar is something of a well trained killer as is the norm with all of the citizens of Mantis's empire. Tarar is not what I would call stupid or corrupt. His dossier is so clean it squeaks. he has no money issues or any family problems, in fact his life here could not be more ideal.
The Inquisitor brings me a small box which contains a shiny gold ring.
"What's this for?"
"This ring will vibrate whenever anyone within 50 feet speaks falsely."
"It detects lies?"
"Yes."
"What's the fallibility level on this thing?"
"Zero."
"Really? What if he believes what he's saying is true even if it isn't?"
""Well, yes I suppose that could be a problem."
"So 99 percent then?"
With that he storms out. Sometimes I'm a jerk just to bring down some smug ass a peg or two. I ask the standard questions and even have the Tarar lie a couple of times on purpose just test the ring, which works fantastically by the way. But it's not until my sword teleports to my hand that he starts to look nervous. he knows who I am and that my blade is much like the emperor's in every way...and he keeps his hands very still. He won't dare touch the thing for fear of death, but I have no intention of killing him. No I focus the magic of the sword on a little known spell that compels a subject to answer 5 questions truthfully regardless of whether or not they want to. The subject is immediately aware of the presence of the spell. Which should have this guy quaking in his boots but he doesn't seem nervous at all.
"Question one: How is your family life?"
"No things are fine at home."
Question two: Any financial problems at home?
"No sir, the empire provides for all that we could ever want and I make an excellent wage here, enough to live rather luxuriously actually."
Question three: Anyone have blackmailing you?
"No."
Question four: Were you otherwise coerced into allowing an unknown person into the vault?
"No sir, the lady knew all the passcodes and had all the right credentials. She seemd shady so I called for authorization and she was cleared. I told the Inquisitor the same thing."
Question five: Who authorized the suspect to enter into the vault?"
"The order came from the emperor himself, I spoke with him on the comm."
"An inspection of the comm records shows there was not communication at the time you say you spoke to the emperor."
With each question the ring remains still, not so much as a twitch. If he's lying he's got some kind of powerful magic backing him up. I thank him and send him back to his cell. After some time I return to the vault to check the communication records myself. I'm looking for traces of unrecorded communications. The communications system on a vessel (I use the term loosely)it's tough to completely erase those kinds of records completely. A voice from nowhere just about scares the holy crap out of me.
'How can I assist you Obsidian?"
It's the damned computer. The realization brings my heart rate back down as I realize it's a simple AI interface.
"Computer, can you show me all communication records for the day of the theft, for the entire ship?"
"There were approximately 1,234,946,647,342 transmissions at that time."
The numbers are astronomical, but then I have a stroke of genius.
"Compute can send me a copy of the guard's fingerprints?"
"What do you need those for?" Spydra asks.
"I'm hoping that I'm right but I'm playing a hunch. Computer which consoles are used to check in."
The computer indicates a console near the door.
"Excellent, and which console is used to get authorization should a visitor be suspicious?"
As the panel lights up I smile wide and proud. They're not the same console. The one lit by the computer isn't the same as the one used for daily security logs. This means if he did in fact have a conversation then he'd have to have left behind his fingerprint on the screen...and sure enough...
"Bingo!"
"Did you find what you were looking for?"
"Indeed I did, food old fashioned detective work wins again."
A thorough check of the security logs reveals that while there was no transmission that day, there hasn't been one in over a century. So why would the guard's fingerprints be on the screen, Video records up until the day of the theft show he has never stepped foot over at that section since being assigned this post. Somebody with top level access altered the records, and deleted the transmission. Only six people have the access level required to do this and It's up to me to find out where each and every one of them was at the time and possibly beforehand. Looks like everyone is gonna be stuck here for a while. I'm not looking forward to telling them the news. |
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| Severed ties
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Analaeus Sathari, my former Emperor has given me leave of my duties as High Justiciar, and appointed Harley in my stead. Harley has left the Lillun to settle into his new role with his fiance. I am returning to the lillun where i will receive my next assignment from my mistress...I hope I don't have to keep up this flunkie routine up for very much longer but Nechronos must be defeated and until that is done i will have to play the role of servant. Without Harley the search is going to be harder but he'll be holding things down here for Analaeus. I renew my resolve to find this bastard Nechronos and run him through. As I head to the EMT out coordinates, I get a call on my suit's comm-link.
"Obsidian, this is Mister Tanaka."
"Shit."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Sorry that just slipped out. What can I do for you?"
"The Black Mantis has a favor he would like to ask of you."
"Did you just say 'Favor'? Um last time I checked he doesn't ask for favors"
"You are correct he normally does not, but since you are to be his son-in-law he is extending this courtesy to you."
"Alright, I guess...I hope it's not something life threatening."
"The Black Mantis requests your presence at his imperial palace for a family meeting."
"Get the fudge outta here. I'm there transmit the where and when to my ship and I'll see everyone there."
This is gonna be fun, the whole family in one room, I don't even care what it's about...although maybe I should. Dammit there goes my instincts kicking in and right now it's like a danger sense before a nuclear bomb. Once I'm aboard the Lillun we head out at our fastest speed to go to the family meeting...yay. |
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| Crimson Death
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| The Zero-Men aren't as invulnerable or immortal as it would at first seem. Crimson mask, felled by a single arrow, an enchanted arrow known as the soul eater...it's single purpose...devour the soul of whomever it strikes. Normally the absorbium 80 armor would stop the impact of any projectile absorbing it's kinetic energy but edged weapons do not truly require such energies to slice through the mesh and the arrow pierces Crimson Mask's heart killing him instantly. Obsidian makes short work of the attacker and his allies but those that lie dead are not the mastermind...only fodder. Only one question remains. Who gave them the arrow? These low level thugs are flunkies and flunkies just don't carry this sort of weaponry. No time for remorse or contemplation as a new enemy approaches, and this is no simple flunkie...no...but he will answer Obsidian's questions or he will die at Obsidian's hands as did his allies. Obsidian's friend of over 300 years will be avenged and a river of blood will flow in payment. |
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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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| Obsidian's Mark III with new textures
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Finally got the look I wanted with the textures I like.
Obsidian is called to investigate an abandoned outpost in a desolate region of the Sathari Empire. As lord High Justiciar this would normally be something he would hand off to an investigative team but the circumstances he feels warrant his personal attention. |
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| Spat
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Three corporations have the capacity to possibly remove Parata's head from within it's casing. Techimo, Niles Corp,
and Ildragitech, Of the the three only one has the resources to build such a device...Ildragitech.
They're a huge company spanning three of the five galaxies, and they sell just about everything from soap to software to space gate parts.
Their main factories on the colony Draza 4 specialize in Transport technologies.
We'll arrive in only under an hour, and I'll have to figure out how to stop the thief from getting what she wants.
Of course we're all assuming that she infact wants to remove the head from the casing. I'm not taking any chances...
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of shouting in the hall outside my quarters I step out and I'm
nearly decapitated by the business end of a very sharp sword.
"You're out of your damned mind woman!!!"
"I see how you look at him do not deny it!!"
"Four the fifth time I am not after your husband!!"
There's a brilliant flash and suddenly Gloria Bannon becomes Spydra and my wife Ai is in mortal danger.
"What sorcery is this? Do you think to frighten me like some child?"
Another flash of light and my own body is instantly armor clad. I know I have to step between them or Ai could be seriously hurt.
Why am I so worried about Ai?
First: Both women are trained warriors which would make this a fair fight but Gloria is now garbed in her mystical
spider armor which tips the odds considerably in her favor, she's as strong as I am and ten times as agile.
Both are lethal combatants meaning their fights are usually to the death. I don't want this on to escalate so
I step between the two of them.
"Okay what is this about?" I shout at the top of my lungs.
Sina inyahuan seeks a' replace amin vee' yeste' verne'" (This bitch seeks to replace me as first wife)
Even with a translator Ai still manages to spit elvish, now that's a trick. Unfortunately Spydra's enchantments
allow her to understand and speak all languages. So she knows what Ai just called her.
Spydra's silken bands envelop me and she pushes me to the side with force. My armor absorbs the impact but I'm bound
and stuck to the wall. The next thing I know she's on top of Ai with two of her deadly, sharp, spider-legs placed
firmly under Ai's chin. A single drop of her corrosive venom lands on the floor near Ai's head and hisses audibly
as it burns the floor.
"Spydra Don't"
She turns her head to me then back to Ai.
"I don't want to have this conversation again do you understand? Come at me again and I may forget your husband and
I are friends."
Ai's eyeballs are like saucers, she knows she's bit off more than she can chew and simply nods in agreement. Spydra
waves her hand and the webs holding me simply vanish. She helps Ai to her feet who then runs off in tears.
"You live in a zoo. What the hell is her malfunction?"
"I have no idea. What were you two going on about?"
"I was on my way to see if you had made any headway in our search and Ai marched up and accused me of wanting to
replace her, and having a thing for you, and then she attacked me."
"I have no idea what that is about but her people have some strange customs. I have to go see to her I'm really sorry about all this."
"yeah...whatever, it's cool. Just talk to her okay sheesh."
With that I tear off to catch up to Ai and pass Aini in the hall.
"Aini did Ai pass you inthe hall here?"
"Yes master, she seemed pretty upset did you have an argument?"
"No, it's a long story. Just did you see where she went?"
""Maintenance closet, she told me she didn't want to be disturbed."
"I got this."
I open the door and find Ai, a deadly warrior princess, curled up with her knees in her chest sobbing. I know she
couldn't have been shook up that much. She never shed a tear when we fought so why now? I close the door and
place my hand gently on her shoulder. Kneeling beside her I pull her close so she can cry on my shoulder.
"Shhh darling, what is all this about?"
I ask lovingly lifting her chin so I ca see her face I wipe the tears from her eyes.
"I am a good first wife my darling, but I fear I am jealous. I looat Spydra and her eyes follow your every
movement. She thinks I do not see but I do "
"Sweetheart there is nothing to be jealous of, there's nothing but friendship between me and her and quite frankly
I have my hands full with you and your sisters not to mention Aini."
"You do not understand, our ways which we learned from birth are not some mere superstitions, we are bound to them
by our honor. What has been done cannot be undone. I am so sorry my husband, I have failed you."
"You haven't failed me. Spydra isn't hurt and neither are you and she is willing to let the whole thing go. It's okay."
"No, it is not okay! How can I remain first wife if I cannot protect my position? First wife is not just a matter of
order. The first wife commands respect and leads the others. I do not merely give orders I take care of the others,
like a queen. How can I do that now?"
"It'll be okay, I promise."
"NO! IT WILL NOT!!!"
She pushes my hand away and storms off again presumably to her quarters. I really wish these batty ladies came with
an owner's manual. Women are hard enough to understand but their tribal customs make it nearly impossible. If
there's nothing I can do to remedy the situation I'll have to let it play out. That's a good way to handle this
right? Yeah, right...I get the feeling I'm going to regret this.
The next morning we arrive at interstellar customs, my ties with the Sathari empire grant me diplomatic immunity in
the IGFW jurisdictions. This means I do not get inspected by port authorities which saves me a royal headache. My
vessel is considered a military craft in this area and they subtly warn me not to start anything or else.
Teleporting is only allowed in certain areas and they have inhibitors to make certain it's enforced so I have to
teleport down in controlled areas. A cursory scan with magic reveals that they're stopping magical teleportation
too, I look around for the telltale signs of psionic dampeners, and sure enough they're all over the place. Whose
really in charge around here? I mean you don't see real security like this except in rare circumstances.
I think it's time to get nosey but first...a hotel room, something swanky just to keep up appearances. I never get
to wear disguises and these guys don't really know who I am except for what data records they can get, which are
woefully inaccurate by the way. So it's gonna be me, the Lunari, and the Spydra, costumes for everybody this is
gonna be fun.
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| Panterra Alternate Universe
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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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| A Hero Reborn
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With the end of the Millennium Wars, the United Earth Council began the process of decommissioning many of its black projects. Most notably the project known as Operation Flag Waver. Unbeknownst to most of the five galaxies Operation Flag Waver was a long running program with a long history of great success. The project consisted of a single man, and although that man has been replaced time and again it is important to know that it has always been just a man...a man known only as Captain Freedom. The current captain held in cryogenic suspension until very recently, is the 15th in a long series of clones. The Captain is superb specimen of the Solaran race..and is considered by many to be a perfect specimen as well.
The captain possesses remarkable attributes which are the peak of human perfection. His combat training is among the best available. He possesses superior regenerative abilities and is for all intents and purposes Immortal though still subject to injuries that can, and have ended in his death.
The Captain is an altruist and believes in doing what he feels is right even if that means disobeying orders. Attempts to adjust his DNA to make him more complacent have failed miserably with no ill side effects. The captain's moral character has been as still remains unimpeachable. He is a born leader and inspires others around him. He carries only a shield and believes himself to be the last line of defense in the battle against tyranny and evil.
The captains dossier is as follows:
Strength: 19
Endurance: 19
Agility: 19
Intelligence: 24
Psyche: 24
Presence: 24
Powers and abilites:
Longevity
Enhanced senses all
Minor regeneration (class 1)
The Captain's eyesight is so sensitive that he can microdot images without the need for magnifying devices.
The captain's hearing is sensitive enough to detect a heartbeat at 15 meters and can be used as an improvised lie detector.
His sense of touch allows his to feel textures as subtle as a fingerprint.
His sense of taste is delicate enough to detect poisons in doses too minute to affect him.
His sense of smell can be used in much the same way as a dog does.
The captain possesses minor psionic abilities which guard his mind from external infiltration. He also posses the following psionic abilities:
Equilibrium: Grants unparallelled agility and balance
ESP: The captain can by concentrating read the surface thoughts of one being at a time although those trained against such abilities are unaffected.
Telekinesis: The Captain possesses the ability to move objects with thought. He uses this ability in conjunction with his shield (of which he has had many) to ricochet it from point to point.
The captain is though to use nearly 99 percent of his mind's capacity and if he were to dedicate his time would be quite adept at learning Magic.
As it stands the Captain considers himself to be the consummate soldier and is dedicated to ideal of peace and justice on Earth and across the cosmos. To that end he defends the oppressed and the downtrodden never letting tyranny stand while he has the power to strike it down. The current incarnation has only recently been thawed for return to duty though no one is quite sure why as there are no APPARENT threats to Earth at this time...only time will tell.
The Captain is a legend but holds no ties to any hero organization, although he is strongly affiliated with the I.G.F.W. and has been granted above the law "Sentinel" status. |
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| Bats
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| Another Team up with Batman. This time to contrast my Bat from DC's Bat. As one can plainly tell there are some distinct differences...My bat can fly, and my bat is a Vampire! No utility belt or and real gadgets to speak of, and my bat is NOT the world's greatest detective...he's a good detective...with Vampire perception powers. |
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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 Blue
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| Just a piece of splash are to get a good look at OBsidian in his current incarnation...I really love his new helmet. |
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| The Autopsy
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Returning to the colony where we first began our little mystery I make my way to the local coroner. They've kept the murder victims on ice since their wounds were like nothing they'd ever seem before and technically the case is still open. I meet with the local authorities and I'm surprised at how connect Black Mantis really is when they hand be a passcard to investigate as I see fit. Next thing you know Mantis will have me hooked up with Sentinel status...that'd be nice heh, "Above the law" status. But I digress, the coroners office is a massive white building with few windows and heavy security. As I approach the guards wave us in and I assume they were told to expect us. I am greeted by a local woman, her name is Zerie, chief Medical Examiner and she is quite the professional. Her mannerisms are controlled and precise suggesting she takes her work and her life way to seriously. She's pleasant enough and seems genuinely curious as to my investigation.
"This is most unusual mister..."
"Obsidian, just call me Obsidian."
"As you wish. As I was saying, it is very unusual to have anyone who is not with law enforcement examining any corpse in our facility. I only ask that you follow our procedures and use proper protocols when examining the bodies you came here to see."
"I am well acquainted with standard forensic procedures, but it's your show. I just need to see the corpses, and take some measurements, nothing too invasive."
"Very well then, right this way."
Spydra has never seen a postmortem to my knowledge and yet she doesn't seem nervous in the slightest. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised considering how many corpses she's put on slabs during her career. Still, these ones are going to be something unusual from the standard disemboweling, and severed heads, she's familiar with. Having one of my very own, I have seen first hand what a mono-molecular blade can do to living tissue. the cuts are so clean and the blade doesn't stop just because some bone got in the way. It's ugly and bloody.
We enter the exam room and the 4 bodies are laid out on 4 different tables...or should I say, what remains of 4 bodies. I know several martial arts forms but there's one that teaches a very special technique they call "Lightning Fist" and it allows the Martial artist to unleash a massive flurry of attacks on his opponent and when combined with a weapon...let's just say it isn't pretty. These guys are victims of this type of attack with a mono-molecular weapon. For the most part meat cubes are all that's left of what was formerly a torso. Their heads are severed but intact, the waist and everything below it are as well. Even the arms are relatively untouched except for some defensive wounds. Whoever did this was brutal but effective, no wasted effort.
"Computer, scan each of the bodies and their remains and reconstruct. Leave a diagram of the cuts themselves. As a the holographic projector on my wrist displays the four men, I am stunned to see just how thoroughly they were cut up.
"Computer, based on the number of incisions, how many strikes were made on average?"
The computer's answer is appalling.
""Approximately 60 strikes per victim."
The coroner looks ill, and honestly even Spydra seems a bit uneasy.
"Computer, what kind of weapon was used? Assuming the the attacker was using a single edged weapon such as a sword?"
Then the computer confirms a suspicion
'Wounds are inconsistent with a single weapon."
"Computer can you determine what kind of weapons were used?"
"A single edged weapon approximately 36 inches in length is responsible for 33% of all wounds. A second weapon approximately 12 inches in length with two blades is responsible for the remaining injuries."
The ME looks horrified. I think she was hoping it was some kind of machine.The thought of one living being doing something like to another by hand...not something that sits well with her. What has my interest is the computer stating that there were only two 12 inch blades.
"Computer, based on the angle of the wounds how tall would the attacker have to be to make them?"
Again I'm left with more questions from my computer's response.
'The attacker would be approximately 5'3" and 5'6" to have made these injuries.
"The Black Mantis is barely 4 feet tall, he would not have been able to inflict these wounds." Spydra says puzzled.
"I know and he has 3 claws not 2, everything else is consistent with his skills, and M.O. the angle of the cuts, the sheer ferocity, and the absolute precision. Notice how none of the cuts are even slightly wavy? The speed and sheer power to cut this well...I was sure it was him. I mean everything fits...I need to get back. I ahve a horrible feeling."
"We can be back in an hour...why? What's do your think happened?"
"I'm wrong, as often as I'm right and honestly I pray I'm wrong as hell right now. Doctor, thank you for your time we appreciate it."
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