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Obsidian Original Characters 2017/1/15 15:41
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It's all over but the shouting, and I'm awed by how with the proverbial snap of the fingers all of the damage is simply gone. The Black Scorpion and I are the only ones standing. He walks over to the pedestal still glowing brightly waves his hand over it and it stops glowing.
"What is that?"
"This is called the elder crystal, it's how I prevented Mantis from using his eternity crystal. In it's presence all of the eternity crystals feed it's power. I'm really not sure how to use it I just know that it stops eternity crystals from functioning."
"That explains why he wasn't using his cosmic powers. You simply turned them off."
"Yes. I imagine you have a lot of questions. I'll try to answer them as best I can."
"Yeah, A few" I say a bit reluctantly.
"To start with: Who are you?"
"Hahahaaa I guess that would be the most pertinent one. As the black Mantis was known by his Elven name Squirrell Longarrow I decided to take a name of my own and let him keep that one. As a joke I took the name Karr. I felt it appropriate since I was going to kill a Squirrell. '
I try to choke back the urge to laugh hysterically but it's no use , that's too damned funny. He killed a...a squirrel with a car ahhh that's rich.
As soon as I catch my breath I ask
"You said you weren't a clone or an alternate version from some other reality like me apparently. So how did you come to be then?"
"Much of the technology you use comes from us right?"
"Yes?"
"Including your EMT transporters?"
"Yes until recently. I had them replaced from something a bit more efficient."
"Well the EMT relies on a beam of energy, and during an expedition to another dimension the beam we were using was somehow split. Recon had reported that the dimension nullified magic and our eternity crystals only work in parallel dimensions. So our only choice was to EMT in. I haven't had time to figure out how the beam was split but it resulted in creating two of me and Reaper."
"And only one came back with the others."
"Exactly, it took hundreds of years to get to a position where we could return but eventually when we did escape I found my empire in the sad state that it was. I had become some power hungry tyrant who didn't care about life, not even the lives of those closest to him."
"So you set to depose yourself."
"The hardest part was getting past his advanced knowledge of the future."
"You mentioned he had a "...Deal with Death..." what the hell was that bout?"
We head to the imperial throne room and he explains as we go.
"Death as you know it is not just a state of being. Like all things cosmic there is an overseer who we simply call Death. There are legends that say if you can beat Death in a game of chance then you cannot ever die. In my youth I had decided to test that theory, but I never could beat Death...Lots of Draws...but no victories. Since Death could not defeat me nor I Death, I was granted a special privilege born of respect. I would be allowed to know when my death was coming and given and opportunity to avoid it. I would even know how I was going to die. Quite the advantage yes?"
"I'll say. One hell of an advantage."
"Because of the circumstances bot versions of me had this power. I approached Death with a final game, and using our combined power and our eternity crystals Reaper and I defeated Death with Reaver assuming his mantle. As death Reaver absorbed his doppelganger and the two became one."
"Why didn't you try to do that with Mantis?"
"The two Reapers had no conflict and agreed mutually to merge. BUt by this time Mantis had well established how he dealt with his duplicates...by slaughtering them."
"So...there was only one choice left."
"In truth I didn't want what he was as part of who I am. I wouldn't have want to have merged with what he was no more than he."
"So you had this master plan then, why steal Parata's head...that's the part I don't get."
"Parata was one of the few enemies that almost destroyed us. I knew if Mantis thought he would be facing him he would be on his guard for Parata's tactics and be preparing to fight Parata."
"It was a distraction?"
"Then he hired you. I didn't understand who or what you were until you started poking your nose around and at first I thought you were some poor misguided mortal. I revealed my presence to Raven and explained everything to her, and she agreed to help, the first thing she did was fill me in about you. I must say for a mortal being with low grade immortality, I'm impressed."
"Low Grade Immortality?"
"Hahaha Yeah I suppose that came out wrong. YOu are mortal despite your longevity and can be killed by mortal means, you cannot become sick except by magic but otherwise your life can be taken. We cannot. ergo Low Grade."
"So what do we do now?"
"I don't know Storm God, what do we do?"
I look at Karr a bit confused, and then it hits me. Mantis was a god, the God of Storms and Chaos actually, and killing him bestowed his power upon me. However, I don't want his power anymore than I wanted Moonshaddow's and there's only one choice for what to do with it.
'Yeah speaking of that...I really don't want the job...would you be willing to..."
"I assumed that would be your choice. We really aren't very much like him are we?"
"No I guess not."
I bestow my divinity upon a being far more capable of handling it than I. I bid my farewells and head back to the Sable. Once aboard I go and see the wonderful women who I am certain were waiting on pins and needles for the final outcome. I am not dissapointed and the five ladies tackle me, smothering me with affection. It's good to be home.
"Shadawar, lay in a course for the Solar system...I think we all need some time off."
"Aye sir! Helm plot course and engage. As soon as we have clearance."
I turn to the helmsman and ask
"What's the holdup?"
"I have a message coming in that says the imperial council wishes to board."
"Okay."
"They say they want to meet you in the shuttlebay sir."
Arriving in the shuttlebay I am greeted by the entire council save for Norjaguar. Kar gestures to the rest of the council and says.
"In all of the confusion we almost forgot. We have yet to pay you for your services to our empire. You may ask your want..nothing is forbidden."
Raven still without her mask walks up placing her hand upon my arm and I'm render incapable of making words form. I hear laughing and I vaguely notice a pinkish hue in Raven's cheeks.
"I think I know what he wants Raven the massive Beast says with a chuckle."
Then Raven smiles and it's back to the wonderful world of unable to think coherently. I start to wonder of she's doing this on purpose but I'm telling you if she asked me to do anything right now I wouldn't be able to stop myself. I just know I need to be with her and have her. There's length I wouldn't go to for her...just for her to notice me. I realize I am not alone...and then suddenly, I can think again. She's wearind her mask and my mind is my own again.
"Sorry, I forget I do that to mortals."
You are very cute Obsidian, in another life ...yeah. But I don't think you'd truly want me among your harem...nor even my avatar."
"No I think my harem is quite large enough thanks and honestly I'm kind of a one woman guy anyhow.' The truth is what I could use is good crew, My bridge crew is awesome and I wouldn't change them for the world but the ship crew is Sathari and they need to go back to that empire."
"Done new crew, and honestly...this ship doesn't suit you...We can give you back the lillun or rather her sister ship."
"Seriously? I really miss that ship."
"Then it is done. Your ship will need a new name, and as soon as you speak it it will take it as it's own. As bonus Obsidian, you are welcome wherever our flags fly as one our people. Thank you for all you have done. We cannot repay you enough."
Karr walks up to me and whispers,
"May we never need to call on you again...I think you've saved the universe enough times."
"If you need me, YOU can call and I'll be there."
"I'll send Raven hahaha."
In a blink we're in the Solar system and they're gone. It's gonna take a month to process all of this. I'm in one piece, and there's way fewer dead bodies that I had feared. I guess I'm good with this and if I don't see another god for a million years it'll be too soon. I drop spydra off and than her for everything, she turn to leave, and then turns back she runs back over to me a kisses my cheek then she drops a bomb on me.
"To be honest Obsidian...that fight your wife and I had...she wasn't exactly wrong."
And just like that I'm standing at the airlock with my jaw on the floor as she simply walks away.
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Moonshadow has returned to her father's side to use his resources to discover more about Nechronos. In the meantime I am investigating the disappearance of an entire ship's crew from a Sathari freighter which was carrying medical supplies. There no trace of anyone but as I step into the bridge of the small craft I hear the slightest sound, and I can feel someone watching me. I turn quickly top discover...to my surprise...an old adversary.
"Obsidian heheheh, you're looking well" he says slyly, "I did not expect to encounter you all the way out here in Sathari space. Whatever are you doing here?"Lol
Razor was once a member of the same Oni ninja clan that trained me...until he went rogue and decided to go freelance. We sparred a, lot and I was never able to beat him instead suffering multiple defeats at his hands...one of which nearly got me killed. He will not underestimate me as others have.
"Razor, did you not hear? I am Lord high justiciar of the Sathari empire. I would've thought you'd be up on that. Sloppy, not doing your research, master Takashi would be disappointed. Is this your handiwork brother?"
"You don't get to call me that, not ever! You cost me everything!"
"Actually I believe master Takashi said you cost yourself. What did he say? Ah yes "for me talking a life is a burden but for you taking a life is less than air."
"Hah, yes, that was just below I killed him. To think he was going to make you, an outsider a Jonin. Apponted as his second in command yet...never! Now I can never return to my clan."
"That reminds me, you know they want you dead right?"
"Let me guess they sent you to kill me?"
"No but I'll gladly take the job."
He draws his blade, my optics reveal it as class 4 Mythril, meaning enchanted and nearly as strong as infinitium...nearly but not quite. My golden sword shimmers in the darkness, my scanners detect...acid...dropping from his sword...Damn...that is probably one of only 3 things my armor is vulnerable to. Acid, slashing weapons and cold. He had done his homework. This fight is going to be bloody. |
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I have teleported to the planet's surface. The divine being known as Gredienar is expecting me to kneel, bow, and scrape, to save my life and that of my crew but that's not why I'm here. No I am here as a matter of defiance, I have pushed around by the Black Mantis, and enough so called GODS to last me my immortal life, and I have had enough of this place and I want to go home!!! I summon my sword to my hand keeping the blade retracted, if this guy is an elder god he'll know what he's in for and he won't show his face. This demonstrates he is clearly not an Elder god and and appears in giant form (a favorite of gods ruling through intimidation) he stands roughly ten meters tall and looks really menacing. There are many tribes in attendance here to watch me grovel but boy are they in for a surprise. In a booming voice they "God of the people" addresses the crowd.
"Many of you know this man, and thought him a demon or a god. I have brought him low and proved him false before you. I have made him tremble for his life and instilled fear in him and his people. His lies are laid bare for all to see and none will challenge my right to rule as your GOD!!!"
The crowd is in awe and fear as they look upon me, many of them are jeering and booing me while still other look dejected at the thought of my being a false god.
"Now he will confess before you of his falseness. Speak to them false one and tell them the truth of your deception."
I take a deep breath and cast a spell increasing the volume of my voice so people on the other side of the world might hear me, okay maybe not that loud but easily enough to match this god.
"Good people, you have called me god, or demon, but I have never said I was these things. I am not in fact either of these things. I am like you save that you are mortal. I am untouched by time but fate and misfortune are my enemy as much as they are yours. I am sorry if you have been misled it was not my intention and do not want you to worship me. I cannot hear your prayers and will not be able to answer them. It was never my intention to mislead you"
It is clear from the look on many faces that my words have left them dejected and still others are smiling with a smug grin, I hate that but I don't say anything. In truth all I really want is for this god to leave me alone but then he opens his mouth one more time and says something that I make certain he regrets for the rest of his immortal life.
"he has taken from you wives for himself, and promised you eternal peace. There will be no peace with him or his people!!! I will demonstrate that I am the true god of the people and destroy them all starting with this one."
You almost have to laugh when someone says something like without taking even a second to figure out what they're up against. Now at first you might think to yourself "But Obsidian this guy is a greater god, capable of rending the continents you're totally screwed right?" and under normal circumstances you'd be right but I'm about to do something that will kind of even the odds.
"Gredienar! Would you challenge me with your weak, pathetic, and feeble avatar hiding your true self far away? Go ahead then show these people how much you truly fear me by hiding your true self away. Demonstrate the cowardice that is your true self."
Now I have basically just called this guy out and he has two choices: Eradicate me on the spot with his avatar or do the thing I just know he's gonna do. Instead he surprises even me with the thing he says next.
"I do not fear you mortal, you stand before me in my true form already. I ma a god and have nothing to fear from the likes of you."
That's music to my ears. I release the blade from within the handle and utter the words.
"Wanna bet?"
The gigantic being laughs at my audacity, apparently someone has tried this stunt before. Well not the way I'm about to do it. His hand glows and he calmly says
"Begone insect."
As a blast of white energy engulfs me and vaporizes the ground I was just standing on. it takes a second for the dust and smoke to clear, but when it does the look on this guy's face is priceless. Lo and behold, yours truly is standing defiantly before him without a scratch, although the power sinks in my armor read ten percent of full capacity, and to be honest that's pretty impressive considering a one megaton explosion wouldn't get half of a percent. Still the armor won't take but a few more of those and I honestly think he was holding back because the look of confusion on his face is replaced quickly with rage.
"You live? No matter I will destroy you once and for all."
Another blast only this time I don't stick around to absorb the energy. Again the smoke clears only this time he lets out a hearty chuckle and says to those watching.
"See now I have destroyed him. Now bow before your...GAHHHHH!!!"
He creams as I take my enchanted blade across his back cutting a gash nearly as long and I am tall. he falls to one knee and the look of rage returns as he has just realized....I can hurt him.
The crowd screams and flees in a panic trampling over each other in a desperate bid to escape the onslaught of destruction they know will surely ensue. A bolt of fire screams past me and impacts not far away leaving a massive crater large enough to fit a bus in. I toss one of my own via my sword and it hits him square in the face knocking his ornate headdress clean off. it disintegrates to nothing consumed by the magical flames. he reels from the pain and a bolt of lightning screams towards me. it hits me in the chest and the armor again absorbs the power. The sinks are now charged to thirty percent. I guess he stopped holding back. The earth beneath my feet cracks open in an attempt to cause me to plummet to my death and he is not amused to see me hovering above the newly created chasm. he pulls out two odd looking crescent blades and I laugh out loud this time. and extend my blade once more.
"Who are you?" He screams in rage. "How do you resiste my power? How can you defy me?"
"I am Obsidian Mask, I am Luminesti, an immortal elf, and this is my blade God Slayer, want to guess how it got it's name?"
For just a moment I watch his eyes as he begins to comprehend the gravity of the situation. You see there are very few ways to kill a god such as: Being and equally or more powerful god, or combining divine power to equal a more powerful god, or (as in my case) be an immortal being with a relic. What is a relic? A relic is a magical item of extreme power, so extreme that most divine beings try to conceal them, unable to destroy them by any means. My sword is such an item. It's power is insane, it can cast spells many times more powerful than mortal spells, and I can slay anyone who wields it with but a word, and most importantly the damage it does is not even close to proportional to it's appearance. What does this mean to our friend Gredienar? it means that he has just realized not only can I hurt him, but I can actually kill him. The only problem for me is that I don't want his power nor his obligations and they would all be mine just as Mooshadow's were when I gained her divine power accidentally.
The divine giant attacks again and again and my power armor absorbs each attack again and again. The power sinks filling more and more. he tries to use his swords but my relic makes short work of them cutting them to pieces. I retaliate again and again cutting him a little deeper each time burning him electrocuting and even freezing him little by little. Were it not for my armor he would've had made short work of me and he knows it. Twice he tries to teleport my weapons and armor away and twice I recall them to me. He is in full out panic mode and unleashes raw energy from his hands in a desperate attempt to destroy me. My armor takes it and I can feel it shudder as it absorbs more energy than I ever though possible. In a final bid to end this fight which has laid waste to everything for miles I take a flying leap at his head and transfer all of the stored power to my kinetic gauntlet for one finishing blow. Under normal circumstances I can lift about twenty tonnes but my gauntlets add all the power he's been thrown at me and it's just too much for him to take. With a thundering boom I connect solidly with his jaw and two of his divine teeth go flying knocking him cold. When he finally regains consciousness he is much smaller in stature, and nearly powerless. My blade is resting against his throat and he knows he's a dead man that is until...
"You know I could just kill you?"
"Then why don't you?"
"Because I don't want to."
"What is it you want?"
"What I want, is for you to do right by these people and let me and my people go home. In return you can tell them you defeated me and I was destroyed."
"And if I choose not to?"
"I have placed enough spells on you to make you go away for a long long time. I will banish you to the freaking void never to return again. Now you wasted a lot of power here today and I don't imagine you'll regain it any time soon without these people to worship you. So choose wisely."
'Fine so be it."
"My wives will leave with me, I will not turn my back on my responsibilities, and you will give them your approval. I will not have them going through some kind of inner conflict between you and me. Do this and I let bygones be bygones...refuse and God Slayer here lives up to it's name. Deal?"
"Deal."
Gods are unlike demons in one very important aspect, they are somehow compelled to keep their word, well most of them anyway. Here's hoping this one is one of the former.
In the end he lives up to his word, he repairs the damage we wrought, even resurrecting the people who died in the conflict (that's costly to a god by the way) and gives my wives his blessing and his leave. The vortex reappears once more right where it should be and we are on our way home. We have been here only a few short days but at home it has only been a few minutes...all in all I would call this a success. assuming of course that we arrive at home on the other side. I have all stations report in and once ready we make the jump. The ride back is every bit as rough as the ride in but knowing what to expect has helped us better fortify our systems and the damage is nearly so bad as the first time. The debris field remains and the vortex is somehow smaller afar less intense. We leave this place "the ghost world" behind and I hope I never return.
As we travel through the slipstream to Kryllia prime I find myself alone in my office with a moment of quiet contemplation. As I stare out into the swirling light of the stream, a voice speaks from out of nowhere, a famailiar voice I had hope to never hear again.
"You're welcome Obsidian."
I turn on a dime to see the diminutive form of none other than the Black Mantis himself. Fear and panic rise up inside me and anyone who has ever encountered this man knows both are well deserved.
"What?"
I ask trying to conceal the terror in my voice. I have known this being for centuries now and I would rather fight ten gods than be in his presence. Still, he just said you're welcome, and I need to know why. He walks over my desk sits down and props his feet on my desktop.
"You didn't really think you defeated Gredienar, so easily all by your little lonesome did you?"
"It' didn't feel like easy to me."
"Well it was, Your armor isn't what it used to be is it? No you should never have been able to absorb that much power. I mean come on he was a Greater god for crying out loud. Still I couldn't just let him destroy you. No I have plans for you, so I just thought I'd let you know I'm looking out for you....Heh heh."
With that he vanishes, and I'm shaking in my boots. He and I were finished, but it's clear now he's neer gonna give up trying to make a minion out of me, and there's no way to defeat him and no one I know of who can challenge him. What am I going to do? |
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| Nothing special about this image just a simple landscape that wasn't so simple to construct. |
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| Okay so this took some doing and all costume credit goes to ATRION over at ShareCG.com but in any event here is my version of the Fantastic Four and they weren't easy to reproduce. Ben's skin is a custom displacement and texture, as is The Human Torch's Reed was the easiest to do with some parameter tweaking. Of course that is the same Sue Storm from my previous render as is Doom. Enjoy. |
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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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| Obsidian Mask, aka Michael Todd, was not born a Luminesti elf, in fact he was born human although he does not remember it that way. The reason he doesn't remember it is the very reason he is an elf at all. The transformation spell that made him an elf and granted him immortality also removed any trace of humanity from him. He truly believes that he was always an elf, adopted by human parents through some accident in the 20th century he thinks he was raised as a human and therefore has human values and a human outlook. Elves for their part, recognize that there is something not quite right about him and are immediately put off by him. As a result they are not very favorable towards him and some are downright hateful towards him, except for Celestial elves who have no inclination one way or the other which raises many questions. As for other Luminesti elves...they don't like him...and while elder Luminesti (1,000 + years old or more) know why, younger Luminesti do not and no matter how much respect he earns few if any Luminesti elves will ever befriend him. As for the genetics of the situation Obsidian is for all intents and purposes a true Luminesti Elf and any coupling will result as it would for any other Luminesti. As a result of his estrangement, Obsidian has only been allowed on the Luminesti Homeworld (Pictured) twice. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/2/12 16:36
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| Nearly all elves posses some innate magical aptitude but not all choose to pursue the study of the archaic sciences. Obsidian is one such elf, however, is not stupid and thanks to a fulfilled contract for the Mysterious Black Mantis, Obsidian is in possession of one of the most powerful Magical weapons in existence. His sword allows him to cast any spell effect he knows of (must be an existing spell not a custom spell) and personally seen in action at 5 times the power of the actual spell. For purposes of casting the sword treats Obsidian as if he were a mage 5 times more powerful than himself. In addition he can command anyone wielding his blade to die and they will be struck dead as stone. The sword has been modified with symbiosis enchantments that allow it to teleport to Obsidian's hand when need or when taken beyond a mile from him. The sword can fight as if wielded by Obsidian for up to one full minute of combat. Obsidian rarely uses magic preferring to rely on his technology but he knows all too well that magic has it's uses. It is important to note that while the blade is extended (activated) the spell casting abilities cannot be used. |
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| The Autopsy
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/1/10 21:22
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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."
We have to get back to the council before it's too late. |
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| Lord Beast
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/4/1 9:59
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Lord Beast was a creation of a dear an lifelong friend of mine and while I drew this character for him some years ago he recently said that he would like to see it in 3d.So here it is complete with the character's wife (inspired by a video game).
For anyone interested I do take commissions and I accept nearly any challenge...if you can think it up I can render it...soon I'll be able to animate it too. |
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| Red Eagle and Nightbird
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/5/11 12:20
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| The duo of Red Eagle and the Dazzling Nightbird has become something of legend within the five galaxies. Together they have solved legendary crimes and are quickly become one of the most renowned teams in history. While Nightbird cannot fly and has no powers per se she is endowed with an intellect that borders on an advanced AI. Her IQ ranks at an astounding 1250 and her athletic and martial arts abilities are on par with some of the greatest athletes in sports today. She has the uncanny ability to mimic and fighting style she has seen and can memorize codes she sees input by hand. As a team the duo use various methods of transportation and have dozens of specialized "Gimmick" weapons and gadgets. They make their home in the mobile base known as the Roost which is essentially a small, well armed, starbase with space fold capability. |
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| IGFW Officer Final
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/2/18 7:06
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| Pictured here is a lieutenant of the IGFW. While many officers can and do serve on starships not all positions are as glamorous or adventurous. IGFW uniforms are custom fit and come in all shapes and sizes to accommodate all species including non-humanoids. The uniforms are thermally controlled and allow the wearer to remain comfortable in temperatures ranging from -45 to 110 degrees on average and come with modular self-contained environments. The uniform can protect the wearer in the vacuum of space for 24 hours after which the environment will be unable to recycle oxygen and other vital components necessary for survival. The IGFW (Inter-Galactic Federation of Worlds) is the the governing body for 3 galaxies. it serves to resolve disputes and quell conflicts. Members in good standing have guaranteed rights and protection. The IGFW is composed of hundreds of alien species most notably the Kryllians, Solarans, Luminesti, Celesti, Anaran, Ailoo, Andromidia, and Chauette. To name but a few. The IGFW is not without it's enemies however, and highest on this list is the Hadean Empire. The darkest hour for the IGFW was during the Millennium Wars which stretched the IGFW tot heir limits and nearly caused the collapse of the Federation altogether. Recently one of the former enemies of the IGFW, The Sathari Empire, became a strong ally and may apply for membership in the future due to a long and bloody rebellion. Currently the IGFW boasts some of the most advanced technology gathered under one Flag. |
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| Batman Panterra Crossover
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/11 3:37
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| After the traditional hero battle (Which I'm pretty sure i posted some time ago) Panterra and Batman team up to track down the psychotic duo of the Joker, and Maneater. Their first clue leads them to and abandoned warehouse. Looks like the skylights are going to be the way in for these two stealthy characters. |
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| IGFW Explorer
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/5/28 14:47
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An IGFW officer explores a strange new world...seeking out new territories for colonization.
I have to say I love doing environments and alien worlds present a whole different set of challenges than say an earth-like location. I love the different plant life and figuring out where the various plants go and what role they fill. What is alien grass? What is an alien tree? What color is the sky? Lots of fun and sometime...sometimes...like now...I get it just right.
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| Detective time.
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/4/22 19:15
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| upon discovering the residence of a missing client Obsidian Mask investigates the scene for clues. |
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| The Maetriks
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/5/30 22:57
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After some debriefing and a few formalities, I'm escorted to the medical facility where Ichio is being held. My old friend looks to be in bad shape at first glance but when I start to scan him to ascertain the full extent of his injuries that's when everything foes straight to hell. My scanner's go off like a five alarm fire:
Warning! Cybernetic activity detected. Source: Maetriks type android. Recommended course of action: evacuation!
What the...
Before I can complete the sentence what used to be my friend sits up and promptly vaporizes everyone in the room...save for me. A machine roughly in the shape of a humanoid female shed's the skin of my now most assuredly dead friend and rises up hovering just a few inches off the floor.
"Query, one target remains...Interrogative: How is it you survive? Conclusion...subject possesses armor constructed from Absorbium elements. Solution adjust weapon signature."
"Say again little robot?"
It raises and arm and from it's hand flies a type of energy I have never encountered...one that apparently my armor cannot absorb, and it tears a hole through the outer layer of my chest plate. Thank the gods for triple redundancies or I'd be as dead as everyone else. Still the blast sends me flying into a nearby wall. My on board systems inform me that all of the nano-control irises are jammed shut meaning until I get this suit fixed my armor is just ordinary armor.
"Observation, target has survived second assault. Conclusion target possesses advanced technology. Directive changed, capture target and assimilate technology."
"I don't think so."
I pull out my trusty blade and activate an "Erase Technology" spell. Which to my horror does not do anything. The machine looks at me and tilting it's head to one side says
"Magical energies are ineffective against this unit. Your technology will be assimilated, your inferior magical devices will be discar-."
I cut it off mid sentence with a single swipe from my "Useless" magical weapon, slicing it cleanly in two. Immediately I draw my pistol and atomize the remainder. I'm only left with questions now...what in the nine hells, hades, and all of Niflheim, was that thing? More importantly how did it manage to blast a hole in absorbium? Even closing the nano-irises wouldn't allow anyone to vaporize my suit...dent it sure but not this. This is gonna be a problem if there's more of these...what did my computer call it? Maetriks? I'm gonna have to make some calls and go through the computer logs of my friend's ship..assuming they're intact.
It knew my armor's composition, and recognized advanced technology...I don't want to think what that thing could have done if it had actually captured me and assimilated my technology into it's own. It said "This unit" Meaning there are others and implied that not all of them are immune to magic. If that's the case, there may be more of them coming and some of them may be vulnerable to magic. Rule 1 in this kind of situation always assume backup is on it's way.
I put my ship on high alert and contact Commander Drenek aboard the Radager.
"Commander, this might be far more than a simple random attack. That was a freaking ambush and it didn't make it's move until I got there."
"How could it possibly know when to strike? Assuming it wasn't mere coincidence."
"At this point we can't assume anything is beyond its capabilities so for the sake of argument let's assume it was able to extract that information from my my friend. It certainly might be curious to determine whether the information was legitimate."
"So it cloaked itself from our scanners and gave off false readings all in an attempt to lure you here? To what end?"
"I'm not sure commander, but I think it's a safe bet that it didn't do so without reporting what it was doing to it superiors."
"Superiors? You don't mean to say..."
"It said ti was a unit. implying more than one exists. If that's so we can safely speculate that there must be some sort of hierarchy behind it otherwise why use the identifier "This Unit" why not refer to itself as "I" ? If I'm correct and my logic isn't flawed, it's buddies are sure to come investigating, and we've seen how well they can blend in."
"Yes but you were able to penetrate their disguise, with ease I might add."
"I'm not sure which system penetrated their disguise but I will be looking into it and as soon as I am able I'll try to make sure all of us can do it. In the meantime I recommend locking down the station and evacuating all non-essential personnel to the planet below until further notice NO ships in or out lock down all docking bays."
"Right away."
Maybe I'm over thinking this, but I have seen a lot of horror movies in my time. You know the ones where you're yelling "Don't open that door !" but the guy does it anyway, or the one where someone just has to ask..."what's the worst that could happen?" You know right before everyone is murdered by the guy or the monster? I'm not going out like that for the sake of ego. I really wanna be wrong...I'm probably right. |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/12/27 23:07
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| Star trek fans everywhere tried very hard to get Star Trek Enterprise restarted on Netflix and this beauty of a ship was to be the star. |
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| Loa Shi The Shambala Master
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/7/27 19:23
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| My comic universe requires a martial artist and this was what I came up with despite a dozen possibilities. |
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| Outpost 231
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/7/9 9:39
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Located on a distant planet outpost 321 stands as and shining example of how well the citizens of the IGFW come together to make the impossible happen. The planet it is located on is 85% water with several small continents and hundreds of tiny islands. The crews rand into tropical storms and all manner of sea life which threatened to end their colonization of this distant water world. Through perseverance and hard work the initial colonists managed to etch out a place in the barren waters and now inhabit most of the major landmasses on the planet. Outpost 231 is now a major stop for all deep space mission as it is the last resupply post on the far reaches of explored space. The planet's population began with just 1,435 people and in just 5 years is a booming 500,346 with more arriving all the time.
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| Obsidian The Black Rider
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/8/12 23:49
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| There are worlds where the use of certain types of technology is restricted. Such planets are closely monitored and if one expects to keep their licenses intact one simply obeys those restrictions and makes do with what is appropriate. Such is the case with Obsidian's Zero-cycle. A fine piece of machinery it is too, built for speed and well armed and armored it one beast of a bike and....it's great fun to drive. The cycle utilizes the latest in internal gyros and is quite capable of remote driving, when combined with it's on board AI it is capable of running independent of the rider ( it is important to note that the AI is not a fully sentient machine but simply and advanced set of programs). |
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| Gods' help us
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/6/18 21:01
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I have returned to Namae where I hope to find some clue as to what happened to Ichio and I am greeted by the local authorities. They explain that because of my diplomatic ties I must be escorted while on the planet and that my ship must remain docked. I do manage to get clearance for my hovercycle while here so it's not a total wash. They assign me a cyborg (yeah like it could keep up) and I am told she's one of the most powerful on the planet. Knowing the Namae...that's saying something. I begin by searching Ichio's home in the high rise district, and area so densely populated that the residential area is all high rise buildings. Ichio's apartment is on the 29th floor of one of these high rises which makes for one helluvah climb as the elevator quite naturally, is out. Combing through his apartment I find a receipt for his charter flight and the name and logo of the agency who booked it. I also pick up residual traces of nanotech on the card itself. in the letters, and it doesn't take long for my suit's scanners to apeshit.
"WARNING Nano-intrusion detected! Activating countermeasures." a low powerwed EMP stops the little buggers in their tracks and the sub-nanite scrubbers collect the little bots and contain them for the time being. I say nothing to the cyborg police woman who seems oblivious to the event. As I leave she puts her hand on my shoulder and asks:
"You were planning to share that evidence yes?"
No flies on this one here.
"Of course, I'll get you a sample when we return to the station."
She is far more perceptive than she lets on. Something I'll have to be mindful of in the future. I have tried repeatedly to scan her systems but her masking tech is some of the best I have ever seen and my sensors can break it.
"Where to now Mister...Mask is it?"
"Obsidian, just call me Obsidian or Kokuyōgan in your tongue."
"Ah so you speak our languages then?"
"A couple of them yes. I spent some time here a few decades actually."
"Were you here for the Nacron invasion?"
"No just after during the cleanup."
"That was a terrible tragedy, for the whole planet."
"It seemed so to me."
"May I ask, are you expecting this to be the same or similar?"
"I hope not but my sources say there's no system safe from these Maetriks are apparently cyborgs like yourself except that they're out to end all life that they cannot control and add to their collective or hive or whatever they call themselves."
"My understanding is that they can usurp electronic devices and basically anything with a computer."
"If you're wondering if you'd be at risk the answer is yes. Ichio was killed by these machines and gods only know what happened to him. He wasn't a cyborg in fact he was just a man and they used him to lure me out. Now It's my mission to make sure that's a decision they live to regret."
"It sounds like you cared deeply for your friend."
"He saved my life many times, and he was a good man. You mortals are a rare bunch and we elves don't like to get to close to too many of you. You are bright sparks in the universe, with a light more brilliant than the stars themselves then you're gone in an instant. Once in a while a mortal comes along and changes our lives forever, the way we think, act, or feel...I think that's a mortal's true purpose...to change the way the immortal races view the universe. Ichio did such a thing for me."
"I can see why you would want justice for him then."
"Justice? No my friend this has nothing to do with justice. Justice is for beings capable of regret. The machines have no understanding of the concept."
"So you are seeking vengance?"
"Absolu- what the?"
Looking out of the apartment window my eyes cannot believe what they're seeing. Beings who have not made their presence known in eons are hovering high above the city. A giant pyramid shaped starship hovers ominously overhead and the cyborg and I high tail it to the street below.
"What is that thing, I'm not familiar with the type of ship."
The cyborg's words are lost on me as I frantically scan the ship to find the damned emblems that identify the GOD it belongs to. Egyptian gods aren't like other gods, they do not exist in some distant dimension like say the Olympians, or the Asgardians, no they exist here in the mortal realm, with their full divine strength. I say a silent prayer to whatever gods may be listening and hope there is some kind of divine intervention coming. It's one thing to challenge an avatar, but quite another to challenge a god in person. Finally my scanners locate the symbol...Osiris god of the afterlife. At least it isn't Seth or Anubis.
The ship is quickly surrounded by Namaean forces but according to my scans they're just asking to be destroyed. The egyptian gods tech is among the best the entire known universe has to offer. Their most formidable weapon...an antimatter cannon. How that even works I have no clue.
"We need to help evacuate these people Obsidian, if that thing wants a fight these people are right int the mid-"
"If that thing wants a fight we're all dead. I need to speak to them...now. I need access to my ship."
"Why YOUR ship?"
"Because my ship has the power to drive these guys out of here if they get nasty and your don't."
"I see, in that case..." She pauses for a minute her eyes roll nearly to the back of her head and I can tell she's accessing a mainframe (robot tells)."Access granted you now have clearance to be in our airspace."
In an instant we're aboard the Lillun-2 and I hail the giant pyramid, a ship which vastly dwarfs my own. The ship's insignia identify it as the Nyuserre.
"Attention, Nyuserre this is Obsidian Mask, please state your purpose and intent."
After a moment...we receive a reply. Text only. Tne message reads: "Move over."
I step to one side and instantly there stands before me a massive green skinned man, with a pharaoh's beard, partially mummy-wrapped at the legs, wearing a distinctive crown with two large ostrich feathers at either side. In his hands is a large book with only two visible pages. He looks down at me and says.
"You are Obsidian mask? Answer truthfully and know that the eye of Osiris compels you."
I can feel the power of the god's eye but I was gonna answer anyway.
"I am. What do you want of me Oh god of the afterlife?"
Gods love all the formal crap, makes me sick to my stomach actually.
"I have come to gift you, who seeks the destruction of the Maetriks. A gidt of great power so that you might find and destroy this enemy of all."
Egyptian gods value and use technology as much as anyone in this universe and as such they would probably be susceptible to the Maetriks should they choose to attack them, and they most likely would.
"Thank you lord Osiris, I humbly accept your most generous offer (don't laugh it's not easy for me to talk like this.). What mighty gift have you seen fit to grace this humble servant with?"
"I give you the book of Thoth, that you make undertstand the animals of the universe and the other is to understand the minds of the gods."
"A truly generous gift great Osiris, and I am honored to recieve it from your in person. You do my house great honor indeed."
Having a god grant you an audience is pretty awesome, having one pay you a personal visit is unheard of...unless you know the gods I know.
"The honor Obsidian is mine, I have learned of your great deeds from the God Karr and his pantheon, the universe is many times in your debt. I ma saddened that we must ask you once again to place yourself in danger for those who will never know the good you do. Upon your successful return my peers and I would like to show our gratitude for all you have done."
I bow, genuinely. "Thank you. It's an honor to hear you speak those words, and I mean that. I rarely receive thanks for my deeds and I would never presume to ask for any, but it warms my heart to hear it nonetheless."
With that, the mighty god of the afterlife places the tome in my hand and returns to his vessel. For once I'm a bit speechless. The mighty Pyramid ship departs with haste and I am left there feeling for the first time that what I do and the sacrifices I make are noticed by someone at least and appreciated by at least a few.
I bid the cyborg farewell and set course for Kryllia 4 the home base for the Travel agency that Icio used to book his ship. Time to get some answers. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/6/4 9:21
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| After a night of carousing, This Dakkalfar who still hasn't told me her name, decides to take me to her place for a night cap. I'm a bit paranoid and immediately my mind starts going through every worst case scenario my imagination can dream up. I don't like secretive women, without exception and this dark elf is about as secretive as can be. Still, she has a nice layout, and her house is pretty cool too. I'm supposed to be relaxing here but I can't just can't seem to overcome 200 years of combat training and adventuring which keeps screaming "She's gonna eat your eyeballs...your cybernetic eyebals!!!!!". I know it may sound silly to someone on the outside but I have seen things that would fool any man and I have run across Succubus, Arachnie, Shapeshifters, and all kind of creatures that all like to disguise themselves as beautiful women and then eat or soul suck the guy dumb enough to fall for that kind of thing. Subtly I scan her with my eyes, to an onlooker it would look like I'm checking her out...I am but not just because she's smoking hot. Yeah come to think of it she is really smoking hot...one could even describe her beauty as unearthly. It's at this point that I (despite the fact my scans say she just an elf) know something's up no woman just looks that hot without magical help. But she has to know she wouldn't be able to charm me with magic. Enthrallment spells don't work on elves...any elf for that matter it one of our greatest benefits well that and being able to see in pitch darkness. Still my instincts aren't usually wrong and I have learned to listen when they're telling me to be cautious...looks like drinks are out...damn I bet she has some choice vodka in there too. |
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| Dominion of Doom
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/7 3:15
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| Obsidian's worst fears are realized as his greatest foe teams up with Marvel's most powerful despot. Dominion and Doom are cut from the sae cloth and at some point the two super egos will crash and that will be good for nobody. |
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| Nightmare Class 2 Demon
Obsidian Fantasy 2017/1/31 22:11
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| Nightmares are demonic steeds summoned from the pits of Hades and are faster than any horse or equivalent creature in the 5 galaxies. They are immune to fire of all kinds and no form of hat can harm them. They can be summoned magically or tasked by an elder demon though the latter is rarer than one might think. These horses are not some simple dumb animal but intelligent beings just as capable at plotting evil as any denizen of Hell. They have been known to take inexperienced summoners on "shortcuts" through hell to travel faster, though they seldom tell their riders that the trip is often one way if one is not prepared for such a journey. They can speak most languages and are adept liars. They despise both Pgasai and unicorns but especially noble Pegasai with whom they are compelled to do battle with to the exclusion of all else, unto death...rider or no. They like most demons, can barter for souls though few would trade their soul for transportation. Their appearance is that of a flaming horse made of lava rock, and all extremities are aflame save for their large demonic wings. They are susceptible to cold and cold-based attacks and any attack that channels goodness or holiness. Unlike many denizens of darkness they require feeding while in the mortal realms which generally takes the form of freshly killed meat though they much prefer the taste of sentient beings they can survive on any fresh kill. They are considered class 2 demons for their sheer lack of demonic powers but their primary attack is a massive gout of flames with a range as great as any dragon's and ten times as hot. Their fire resistance/immunity does not extend to their riders and they have been know to conveniently forget this fact when seeking refuge in places such as volcanoes. They truly are a mount you ride at your own risk. As an important side note some powerful Evil warlords (including Death Knights.) are often granted one of these steeds as a reward for furthering some demon's agendas...such riders are one with their mounts and a formidable duo and should not be taken lightly. |
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| The Curse
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/5 10:15
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There was a time when The being known as Raven Silverspear was mortal, yes mortal, but moreover Raven was...a man. Dragons are dangerous creatures, even in death their magics can be devastating. Raven has fought one long ago and it left a curse alright, a form of lycanthropy. Not controlled by the phases of the moon like some common werewolf, no this would be far more insidious. Passion was the trigger be it rage or love, even lust, and yes fear. In those moments Raven would lose control and transform into a massive dragon-man of incredible power. However, after a time one can learn to control such power and Raven had done just that...with a single side effect. The dragon spirit that possessed him was female and had a mind of it's own. She tried to take over as often as possible constantly pressing to be set free. But Raven was a man and a manly man at that and the few times the dragon won the transformation spread to his human form making him a very beautiful woman, albeit a very manly woman. Time and again he would best this curse and the dragon spirit would find new ways to assert itself. Today however is the last of those battles, the dragon has won. Raven's memories would be the final victim as the dragon within replaced those precious moments and transform them so that every memory would seem to be from the perspective of a female. One by one minute by minute the struggle would be futile until all that remained was of the man Named Raven was the tear he shed at the loss of who he was. With the transformation complete Raven and the dragon would be merged forevermore into one mind, and her true power would be realized. Now a god can defeat a simple dragon curse but when one is born mortal all aspects of the mortal coil become enhanced to godly levels, and had Raven been aware of that she certainly would have been rid of this curse a long time ago. Unfortunately what is done is done.
As she gazes at her reflection in the water a loud chirp of a communication badge startles her from her quiet contemplation.
"Raven, I said can you hear me? Is everything okay? You've missed your watch."
The voice belonged to Norjaguar, her long time friend and confidant she remembered she was supposed to relieve him at the watchtower and heavens, she was very late indeed.
"I-I am sorry I don't know what came over me I'll be right there."
"Is everything okay? I was getting a bit worried for a second."
""No I'm find I'll be right there."
With less effort than it takes a mortal to breath Raven is instantly teleported hundreds of miles to the Watchtower, Norjaguar's massive 7 foot felinesque frame is hunched over looking at monitors, diligently scanning for anything that might wish them harm...and woe to any such being for the would surely rue the day they were born for any such foolishness....there are things in this universe far worse than death, and they knew all of them well. Security had been tightened following the theft of a very important relic and now the once complacent beings found themselves on edge awaiting the return of an enemy that nearly destroyed them all. Clearing her throat the lithe form of the now sultry goddess walked into the room, were his eyes not glued to the monitors Norjaguar would surely have noticed the change in body language and motion. However, something had his full attention, something distressing.
"What're you looking cat?"
"I'm not sure. Sentry give me a magnified view of sector 13971.9 mark 881.2 and place it on the main viewer."
"Aye sir."
"What is that Jag?" Raven was truly puzzled by the image before her and couldn't make heads or tails of the twisted and deformed object before her but something about it seemed....familiar..
"Enhance the image!"
"Aye sir."
As the blurred image cleared it became frighteningly obvious what it was and a wave of terror raven had not felt in centuries washed over her.
"Is that-Is that the Black Mantis's ship?"
"It can't be, his ship is constructed of pure infinitium. It's indestructible. What could do THAT to infinitium?"
The twisted and mangled form of the tiny fighter floated lifelessly through the emptiness of space it's lone passenger barely clinging to life. There is no mortal weapon that could possibly harm the indestructible metal that the ship is composed of which means only one thing...There old enemy has returned.
"Thunderbird, are you there?"
Thunderbird is the lord of the skies and all the things that fly pay homage to him and pray for safe travels, but today...today he will be fulff
"Yeah I'm here. Wassup?"
"Rescue, now, urgent."
"Give me the coordinates, I'm at the airlock now."
"Transmitting."
In the blink of an eye the lord of the skies screams through the vaccuum of space to the wreckage that was once one of the most fiersome craft in the galaxy, now however, it is a twisted coffin holding his friend fast. removing him would be child's play however, the twisted metal is mangled together in such away that it cannot simply be opened and worse yet it is still very much indestructible. despite being strong enough to move mountains none of these powerful beings are strong enough to bend Infinitium leaving only one choice.
"I'm going to break the windshield!"
"You're in space, doesn't he still needs to breathe?"
"NO he has more than enough magic to sustain him for now. Here goes."
The canopy caves under the full might of the eternity crystals Thunderbird uses to enhance his power and he carefully removes the severely injured body of the most powerful of their number. A large gash in the Black Mantis's side is deep enough to expose several ribs and he is losing blood rapidly.
"He's not healing at all guys, and he should be healing faster than a troll on steroids."
"T-Bird get him back here as fast as you can."
"No I'll teleport him to the Doctor, she'll be able to do something."
IN an instant the tiny figure of the Multiverse's greatest assassin is aboard their massive starship, and the pantheon of gods remember true fear and doubt for the first time in centuries. |
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| Meeting the Client
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/3/24 20:48
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| Obsidian travels to the outskirts of a distant colony to meet secretly with a client package in hand. Secrecy concerns force him to land the Lillun Planetside. |
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| Drell
Obsidian Video Game 2015/5/9 14:48
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| Thane Krios the Drell assassin wasintroduced in ME 2 and now I present a more generic Drell with no name. |
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| Aini Quenya
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/6/26 18:44
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Here in her debut is Aini Quenya, demon hell-spawn or divine angel...does she have secrets and is there more to her demonic nature than she's telling? Obsidian believes himself falling in love, but so too have men who were deceived by succubi. Demonic forces are nothing to dismiss and love makes one blind...unless one is very well prepared. Aini's form is not typical of her species and reflects the preferences of Obsidian Mask...as a Ninja one might suspect he is partial to Japanese ladies...or Oni. As mentioned her demonic nature is very prevalent...unlike a Succubus they have no ability to shape shift at will their shifting ability is completely out of their control becoming whatever their bond mate most desires...even if their bond mate doesn't know what that is. An interesting species to be sure. This demon type emits pheromones that are only detectable to their mate as well and which are actually repulsive to other potential rivals.
As one might suspect this idea was inspired by Star Trek...an episode in which a "Metamorph" was betrothed to a planetary leader and instead bonded with Cpt. Picard...Although that woman was actually trained by tutors and the demon mentioned here acts on instinct seeking out skills and other attributes to suit her partner...I have not decided if they only come in the female persuasion. Feedback would be appreciated. |
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