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| Novel Commission Revision 2 
 Obsidian  Sci-fi  2014/5/5 22:15
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| He didn't like the purple nebula and wanted some other minor changes. For a freebie gig this is getting to be a tough one...took the better part of 2 days. |
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| Novel Commission
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/5/3 14:19
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| This is a recent commission for a novel a friend wrote. I was told the title but I forgot it. Enjoy. |
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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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| Northwind
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/7/1 2:55
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With arctic powers and supreme control over cold and ice Northwind is considered to be among the most powerful Gen-Abs to ever originate from Earth. I need an Ice-man type character. Good Name right?
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/11/25 1:00
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| Obsidian despises confronting non-corporeal beings...they can only be killed in melee and many of them can fly. |
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| Nobody's Home
Obsidian Sci-fi 2018/11/26 19:59
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| I have met the Doctor on a couple of occasions and thus far all I can determine about his species is that they have two hearts, some weird ability to alter their physical body entirely (which somehow includes personality), and travel through time, as well as between dimensions. This sounds a bit like what the Golden Star Empire (ie The Black Mantis and friends) do. Not sure if they're "Time Lords" or something entirely different but they seem awfully familiar with the Doctor whose help I am in dire need of. I find his vessel abandoned on some distant uncharted world roughly 3500 years in the future but in an entirely unknown reality. My sensors have tagged it's temporal signature as 13144.7. The Black Scorpion has forwarded a dossier of the Doctor that I haven't had time to read but a cursory examination says this guy is a scientist on a level that would make some so-called "Cosmic beings" jealous. I am able to access his vessel using a sonic emitter set to an ultra-high frequency. Stepping through I expected a confrontation for trespassing instead there's...Nothing. It's clear his vessel uses 4th-dimensional technology of an unknown variety, but once inside my sensors can easily scan for life signs within it's innards. Nothing...Nobody's home. This is gonna be one of those days. |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2018/11/27 20:32
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| ETERMINA- The Dalek's words are cut off abruptly by the searing heat of the mater/anti-matter intermix within the forcefield that is my energy blade as I eviscerate it into molten slag. Only a split second earlier another one had been shouting the same Ludacris word over and over until he was silenced by my pistol. Honestly, I thought these guys were supposed to be tough but when all you're armed with is a "Sonic Screwdriver" I suppose they are. The biggest advantage these walking (and I use the term loosely} coffee pots have is that their weapons crank out ass-loads of damage...too bad it's an energy weapon. They don't know what to make of me as my armor absorbs their blasts and so they just keep shooting and shooting to no avail. I swear, they only have the one weapon now that's just stupid. To make matters worse for them, I'm faster than they are and with my recent upgrades, I can exert an astounding 25 tons of force. And while they may have me on experience, it feels like they must have "scary movie monster syndrome" or something because they never pick up the pace. I guess they figure they don't have to...oops. The Doctor is stunned by the sheer ease with which I dispatch his old nemesis but he doesn't object to my methods. I go for the organics inside the mechanical container, which the doctor was kind enough to inform me of and these last two regret making an enemy of him and me. So far I have killed somewhere in the area of 60 of them and the Phantasm has destroyed dozens of ships in orbit. The ships these guy use are no joke and have quantum weapons capable of disrupting timelines but they're ineffective against beings not from this timeline so they're basically shooting blanks. The Doctor's T.A.R.D.I.S. keeps the collateral damage to a nearly non-existent level allowing us to proceed to the main group. There's a being called Davros who's in charge of this whole mess and the Doctor is certain he's watching the whole battle unfold from the very eyes of his soldiers. As the next Dalek sputters it's last threat, I grab hold of the eyestalk and warn Davros that I'm coming and while the Doctor may have a great respect for life, I am an assassin and there's a price on his head. The Doctor looks decidedly cross at that last statement of mine and I assure him that I most definitely take morality into consideration before agreeing to a contract. He doesn't approve of killing, he believes everyone deserves the chance to live and improve. To which I can only say, I am an apex predator just because these animals don't know that does not spare them from my wrath anymore than it would spare me from theirs...I just happen to be the more efficient killer...and I don't kill anything that didn't try to kill me first and besides, my confirmed kills don't come anywhere close to his. His high horse doesn't seem so high now and I can tell I've hit a sore spot. |
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| No parking zone
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/4/3 16:41
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| I watched a bit too much Star Wars and got inspired LOL Obsidian never did find Luke's hand...but if you saw The Force Awakens you know what happened to the light saber LOL |
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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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| Nightbird
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/5/11 12:36
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...Not to find an answer Just to hear the call
Of a Nightbird...
Nightbird is well known on Earth and several other IGFW worlds as well as at least 5 non allied planets. Whether alone or with her partner Red Eagle she is a formidable foe and deadly combatant. Gloria S'trill is was born of both Human and Sathari parents and while on the outside it would seem she has no superpowers whatsoever, making that assumption is a foolish mistake. Nightbird's gift are a Cosmic Class intellect, and the ability to mimic movements. This combination of powers has made her an expert in almost every field she takes even the slightest interest in. Though she possesses an IQ of 1250 she pretends to be quite dim witted when not on the job, she has been known to let out sudden "Bursts" of insight. In her day job she is a CEO at Drendle Industries (Owned by Ronald Drendle aka Red Eagle). As Nightbird she fights crime and tries to help those in need. As yet her true identity is not known to anyone..not even the super sleuth Red Eagle. Gloria has no family to speak of and lives a solitary life having found no intellectual equal has caused most of her relationships to fail dismally this in turn has made her personality equally dark though as Gloria she hides her depression remarkably well. |
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| Night Terrors
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/24 6:13
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Always wanted to do this but until I found a client who wanted something similar I just never found the right incentive...now My client's idea and mine, while similar, are still different in many ways...and honestly....neither is that original. So without further adue...
The giant black bats of Debras 4 also known as "Night Terrors" are unique for a singular reason...they're the most massive ever recorded. With a wingspan of nearly 45 feet they are as large as some aircraft. They possess all of the normal abilities of their diminutive cousins such as excellent night vision and a remarkable sense of smell, but unlike other fruit bats they also possess echolocation which scientists believe help them navigate the colossal caverns where they dwell. What truly sets them apart is how docile they are. These bats are a variety of fruit bats although due to the nature of their diet they have similar facial characteristics (including fangs and incisors)of vampire bats. They subsist almost entirely on the giant Loardra fruits which grow on massive towering trees that reach nearly a thousand feet in height, the fruit of which must be coaxed out much as vampire bats cause blood to flow. They have also been knwon to feed upon the various giant, half meter long, insects that frequent those very trees. With literally no competitors to speak of and virtually no natural predators save fort Dragons who find them particularly delicious, this natural order prevents their numbers from skyrocketing out of control. It is possible to tame them for use as a mount but the care and feeding of these great beasts make that an expensive endeavor. In combat they are not particularly fierce having no real natural weapons of significance, but like all animals they can bite and have nasty claws but for the most part prefer to flee from combat. As mounts they can be trained to tolerate weaponry and combat conditions but are best suited for less dangerous roles such as reconnaissance especially since they can fly without making hardly a sound. They are otherwise identical to their non-marsupial cousins in every other way. |
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| Nicola Warrior
Obsidian Fantasy 2013/10/7 4:17
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| This image was created for my girlfriend who was something of a Frazetta fan and so...inspired by the Death Dealer, I created this...and she loved it. For those interested I do take commissions...simply stop be my web site...www.Spydraxis.weebly.com |
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Obsidian TV and Movies 2019/1/3 12:52
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| So In a colossal act of utter stupidity I accidentally deleted hundreds of files for popular media models... It made me physically sick. Some of them are no longer available anywhere and some I have no money to replace. On the plus side... I was able to reacquire a great many of them which now have to be sorted. That being said I have acquired some upgraded versions of models that are outstanding...like this Star Destroyer. So fns get ready for some updated images of some old favorites. New techniques, new models, and new outlook. |
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| New Hardware test render
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/7/1 14:47
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| This is my latest image to test the hardware capabilities of my new PC which I had to build from the motherboard up. Just got the last of the drivers installed today and I'm happy with the result and glad to be up and running again. |
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Obsidian Marvel Comics 2015/1/21 19:44
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| Just something I've been working on |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/5 0:39
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I have been given temporal coordinates to the Black Mask Society's secret starbase. As I approach my ship sticks out like a sore thumb. There are variations of the Lillun and the Runt and a couple of designs I thought about but never explored. Karr and Mantis we're only the tip of the alternate reality iceberg. The only thing we all have in common is that we're all Obsidian Mask. Unlike Mantis and Karr they aren't all alternate versions of me. Most of them aren't elves there's one who stands out...his entire demeanor reminds me of Analaeus back when he was going by Anihilus the Traitor. He's a big scary dude and his sword is definitely a Psi-Blade. I can tell by the way the others move around him that they're all a bit frightened of him and aren't very fond of his presence. My hearalmost stops when a man clad in Red steps walks towards us. His costume is identical to what Ray's would have looked like had he lived a bit longer. The spider queen next to me defers to him like he's the guy in charge. I decide to listen and see what the deal is before demanding answers, besides I'm not sure I can take on several skilled assassins at once. Assuming they're all as skilled as me. His voice is synthetic distorted by his helmet, his armor registers as Absorbium 80 and Mythril which is only marginally better than Adamantine. As he approaches I scan the bloody hell out of him...He comes back about 75% effective as a threat. Impressive and it definitely explains why he's in a position of authority. He also speaks like he's in charge.
"Spider, this the guy?"
"Yes. You should've seen-"
"You don't scan so hot pal. What makes you think you're the Prime?"
"Never said I was. You come off a bit rude though. Are you in charge here?"
"If I had my way, but no. That's all on the Shadow Mask."
"Okay so then that's who I wanna talk to."
The Psi-Mage Obsidian approaches us and in a deep grating voice straight out of a horror movie he explains.
"That is not possible at this time. There have been many attempts to infiltrate us and we must take precautions."
With each breath he emits a sound like some kind of respirator...the sound is freaking ominous. It's almost as if his whole gimmik is about fear...and it's effective. However I am way past afraid so...
"Let me explain something to all of you, I have no intention of being treated like some sort of rookie in your little fraternity. So what you're all going to do is, get me your damned leader or...get ready to prove you're the superior version of me. Now...any takers. I register about thirty pings from scanners and only the dark lord here steps up. The only problem is, his blade is only psychic energy so I meet him half way and it's a prick waving contest for all to see.
"I see what you're doing there...but this is a M.A.M.E. blade. That stands for Matter-Anti-matter Energy. I promise you, I'll leave a massive hole in the middle of your busted cybernetic body and and not feel a lick of remorse. Now unless you've made peace with whatever the hell you call an afterlife...Get the Hell out of my way."
Neither of us can see each other's face but the power of my blade can be felt from three feet away. It's power eminent with a life of it's own. There are many swords in attendance but mine is the only one smithed by the Black Mantis, and it is the only Relic class weapon in attendance. The other watch almost awestruck as the seven foot Psi-Lord back down. I'm kinda glad he does...Now I don't have to kill him. I'm tired and out of patience. The crowd gathered parts as their leader walks up. Male relatively my height, scans say he's running on pure skill and non-magical equipment.
"Now that is probably the first time anyone has ever stood up to him, let alone confronted him. Let me get a look at you. Without the helmet if you would."
Th folks in attendance all nod I tap two buttons, one to release my helmet and one .....just in case.
the hiss of air resonates as I remove my helm and I look around to see the others do the same. None of them look like me even the one who comes charging straight at me.
'Prime!!!!!"
he screams as he leaps for me, but like I said...I pressed a second button just in case. Mid leap the poor bastard is sent flying as a bright red shield roughly two feet in diameter comes screaming out of nowhere. Absorbium does many things but it does not stop edged weapons if they're tough enough...and this shield is a work of deadly art and it belongs to none other than PANTERRA!! The Cat pounces on my attacker before the poor bastard realizes what's going on an with a slap the guy is out. The remaining Obsidian's are stunned, and I'm not sure if it's because of what just happened or because there's a non-Obsidian standing before us.
"Thanks old cat."
"Any time friend."
The dark one himself seems indignant but since everyone here can scan, he decides not to mess with the Cat. Panterra has a max press of roughly 80 tons, and his armor is a unique blend of Admantine and Mythril...he doesn't absorb damage or energy, he simply shrugs it off. The guy is a Humanoid Tank.
"If we're done with that business." Their leader says nonchalantly "Let's adjourn inside."
"After you." Hopefully I can get some answers now. With Panterra at my side the three of head into one of the largest starbases I have ever seen.
'Obsidian, what you see here is the result of many of us working together."
"How many?"
"In the beginning of this debacle, several thousand. Now we're only down to only a few dozen. Losing Roger when they went to get you was a big loss, but you're the first to actually kill one of our attackers on first contact. Others have done it but only after careful planning. Any attempt to simply fight them has met with death. I only assume it has to do with that sword of yours. The aliens never touch them, and we haven't been able to figure out why. Many of us have magical weapons or hidden defenses to keep from having them turned on us. What makes yours so different?"
"C'mon, you had to have scanned it already you should know at least half of what it does."
"That's just it, your blade defies conventional scans>"
"Hmm I never tried to scan my own weapon. Normally I don't divulge but I'm at a loss here so I'll tell you this. It's a relic, an artifact of immense power and was given as payment by the Black Mantis."
"Seriously? You actually worked for that Psychopath?"
"I see his reputation precedes him."
"Something like that."
"There isn't one of us he didn't try to recruit and a bunch more he got killed. Eventually he just stopped trying."
"That explains the ships and a lot of the gear I've been noticing. he's had his fingers in a lot of pies."
"To say the least, but you're here to talk about these aliens not the Black Mantis."
"Exactly."
The information he gives me over the next eight hours is astonishing and by the end I simply want to murder each and every one of those bastards.
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| Nekronimus
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/4/19 23:09
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| Nekronimus, is a being of pure energy...and rage. Bradley Williams was once a galactically renowned scientist, known for his work in the field of sub-atomic nano research, until a fateful accident befell him. While attempting to unlock the secrets of anti-matter energy Bradley's became sealed in his magnetic suit which, when combined with his known potential for genetic aberration transformed him into the unstoppable juggernaut Nekronimus. He found he was able to release blasts of incredible energy and that he could absorb unheard of quantities of any type of energy directed at him. His scientific marvel turned to horror when he realized that he would be forever trapped within the confines of his magnetic environmental suit, never to know the touch of another human being again. His rage exploded at doctors and those around him he began lashing out at the world, killing indiscriminately anyone within eyesight. To his horror those whose lives he ended instantly rose as powerful undead, mindless and obedient, and crackling with energy. this army of undead has grown and subsided over the years and it is not known how many of these undead minions remain at his disposal. What is known is that Nekronimus has the ability to raise a single undead to normal intelligence and at twice the power of his other minions. HIs motives vary depending on what his most current goal is but one thing is certain: he searches for a cure that will allow him to keep his newfound powers. It is worth noting that power-nullifiers do not seem to be effective against Nekronimus as they are again typical Genetic Abberations since they cannot directly contact his body as he has no real body to speak of.. |
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| Nedeir
Obsidian Original Characters 2018/8/2 7:02
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The Nedeir are a tribal race of Encephalopods, like their lesser evolves cousins they can alter their texture and color at will easily camouflaging into their surroundings. Unlike most cephalopods, they have a cartilage-based skeleton which has evolved into a humanoid looking upper torso. They are still aquatic and cannot survive out of water for very long. They are not fons of outsiders and while they are excellent hunters they prefer to avoid conflict.
This was an exercise in underwater images...over the years I have some hit and miss success with them but I think I finally have it down. |
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| Nechronos The Time Master
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/2/27 3:35
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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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| Narali Darkmane
Obsidian Original Characters 2021/6/13 8:25
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| Narali Darkmane is a very powerful and highly accomplished mage. He physical abilities have been enhanced to near superhuman level via powerful magic and through the judicious use of powerful relics. She has been beyond the stars and has a sizeable group of followers and employs a small army. Over time she has crafted powerful weapons, armor and vehicles for her people and now explores the vastness of the cosmos in a massive orb measuring 10 miles diameter. Narali is incredibly intelligent and a capable leader but she is a Wizard at heart though any who have been foolish enough to believe her some feeble old hermit will find her skills with blade and bow are just as deadly. Her asteroid-like home is well defended with constant patrols and the interior is in an of itself something to behold. No less than 100,000 denizens reside within and the internal defenses (which she has put extra effort in concealing) are not to be easily dismissed. The asteroid itself boasts a large market and even a resort for those wanting respite from the cares of society and while she does charge a fee and all are welcome "Your weapons are not." as the asteroid has a STRICT no weapons policy. Medically people are treated/cured via magic, and in fact all of the day to day things that one would normally use technology for from cleaning to communicating is done via magic and often to greater efficiency and results. |
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| Name that CHaracter
Obsidian Original Characters 2018/4/10 0:17
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So because I love sneak previews and because I REALLY love interaction with my fans...I'm having a sort of contest...(no prizes I'm afraid)...but I ma absolutely stuck for a name for this character.
She's a former "Pleasure" drone turned Assassin drone...previous personality...none. Current personality Cold, and yet curious. Now of course I'd like only serious suggestions since this is going to be her name from now on so any help would be appreciated. Now usually when I do this sort of thing I get bupkis and end up finding a name before anyone else can but this time I'm no even gonna try but keep this in mind...I really can't do the next installment of my comic without her name...YES the further adventures of Obsidian Mask are being held hostage. Please help get things back underway. |
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| Namaean Stargate
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/10/21 15:46
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I have a lot of history with the Namae so I head there to see if I can't hunt down a couple of scientific experts in Vortex phenomenon, the Namae are widely known for having expertise in a great many fields, but it varies from colony to colony. So I'll head to their Central planet and see if we can't search their libraries. Before any of that happens I'll have to gate in. The Stargates, are a miracle of science just for their awesome size their not easy to get into since the destination for each traveler has to be punched in one ship at a time but it cuts a huge check out of the travel time and folding in can start some interstellar shit I don't want to deal with. Fortunately today traffic is light and it's only a two hour wait. Emerging through the Nameaan gate I'm immediately hailed by a Sathari cruiser. This is gonna be fun. |
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Obsidian Video Game 2015/5/9 14:49
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| The N7 Battle armor made famous by Commander shepard of the Systems alliance ship SSV Normandy. this armor was only recently acquired and I intend to make good use of it |
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| My perspective
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/10/1 16:47
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| Taking a page from Iron Man this is an inside look in Obsidian's helmet and what he really sees from his perspective. |
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| My Beloved Dragon
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/1/20 8:58
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| A vision of things to come... |
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| mountain Dragon
Obsidian Fantasy 2013/10/9 6:16
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| Mountain Dragons are the largest of all dragons and are feared on every world on which they exist. At nearly 400 feet in length these mighty predators are incredibly intelligent and capable of leveling small settlements and outposts. Their tough hides are as durable as Mythril and are considered a non-conventional material and are thus practically unaffected by conventional weapons. These immense creatures breath fire like so many of their brethren with devastating effect. Their powerful teeth and claws are capable of mangling armored vehicles and their maw is large enough to swallow horses and other equines whole. On many worlds where they once thrived only skeletal remains can be found. Armies of Mages have been used to wipe out most of these creatures on many worlds, Mages being the one of the few creatures capable of bringing these creatures down |
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| Motoko Kusanagi (The Major)
Obsidian Sci-fi 2021/6/25 23:56
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I was absolutely stoked to get these assets. Ghost in the shell is one IP I am absolutely in love with. Motoko Kusanagi aka The Major is one of the baddest women in scifi and anime.
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| Morning Stroll
Obsidian Fantasy 2020/3/18 19:17
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| So Daz won't let me render anything with Iray assets/textures but that doens't stop me from using my 3delight stuff. That said, I work almost exclusively with 3delight. I do retexture iRay but just loading an iRay asset causes my computer to crash. So for the moment I have to be very careful what I use...until I get an Invidia graphics card till then here's some new art, it's basically an experiment gone well. Enjoy |
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| More Questions than Answers
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/1 17:01
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"Ahhh the spoils of a job well done" Shanara thinks to herself as the pulsing music of the live band playing at the very exclusive "Emerald Cup" pulses through her ears and the alcohol courses through her body gently numbing her cares away. The job had been worth every ounce of terror and trouble. Perched on chair she stares intently into the pleasure drone's blue eyes and it dances a swirls around the simple pole on the stage, it twists and writhes to the exotic rhythms. The mul;ti-colored lights play off the mirror almost hypnotically. Pleasure drones are expensive but she had more than enough to buy one of the really good ones...besides relationships are hard and there's nobody she trusts..."Yeah, I'll get one of those...a really hot one too. Yeah"
2 hours earlier....
I have been hunting this thief for days now and I have had informants try to kill me, Cops harass me, and even one guy who tried to run me over. Someone has been doing there damnedest to see to it I don't track this thief whoever she may be, At this moment however I'm running full steam after a Gobelian named "Neezle" who is apparently a marathon runner, and when I catch him I'm gonna break his thrice-damned legs. Down alleys we slip and slide a fresh rain making the wet streets slick with freshly loosened oils, I fall as I turn a corner I'm not hurt but I am pissed. "I don't want to hurt you Neezle, stop running!!" My words fall on deaf ears as he tears off again but I'm done with this cat and mouse crap.
"You ready for some help, Mister "I got this."? Spydra's tone is rife with sarcasm and I'm not letting this guy go for the sake of pride.
"Okay fine you're a go."
"I'm sorry what?"
"I said you're a go."
"You can do better. What's the magic word?"
"Please."
"Good boy, there's a cookie with your name on it waiting for you at home."
"Ha ha very funny just catch the little.."My words fall short as I clear a fence and round the corner to find the Gobelian in a cocoon with only his face poking out and Spydra perched upon the Street light the little bastard is suspended from. With my hands on my knees I gasp as I try to catch my breath, I'm covered in street gunk and oil and whatever the hell else was in the various puddles I fell into. As I catch my breath I remove my right glove and...Punch that bastard dead in the face, as hard as I can under my own power...the suit's servos would've killed him and we don't want that do we?
"I though you said you weren't gonna hurt me? The Gobelian complains as blood runs from his nose.
"You didn't stop did you?"
"Good point."
"Now all I want from here on, is the answer to a simple question."
"Depends on the question."
Spydra hoists him up so that they're eye to eye, to eye, to eye, to...she has a lot of eyes...it's creepy actually. Her voice is grating and the mandibles on her mask flex as she says.
"Don't be coy, you can either profit from your cooperation, or your refusal to cooperate can be the last stupid thing you ever do."
Acid drips from her mandilbes only a hair's distance from his face, and it's clear he's intimidated. Spydra knows her business boy, I usually have to shoot them in the leg...or tentacle...or whatever, before they talk. Not her though, she's got a fearsome presence and a creepy shtick. Spiders are normally creepy anyway and most folks are scared to death of them anyway. This one is man-sized and stands upright...nevermind the fact that it's a costume.
"Alright,"His voice cracks as he speaks, "What do you want to know?"
"A thief came here a few days ago."
"We get a lot of those, you'll have to be more specific."
I project a hologram of our culprit and the green little troll turns ghost white. Jackpot, he knows everything.
"Spill it."
"O-okay b-but you didn't hear this from me."
"Hear what?"
"This chick calls herself "Raptor" she flew in a couple days back with a big gold colored orb, there was a lot of bets about what was in it or that the case was worth a ton of cash by itself."
"More." Spydra adds tightening her grip.
"There was a bunch of professionals who let it get out that they wanted a piece of the action."
"...and..."
"And they all ended up dead, not just dead but cut into tiny little pieces."
"...and?..."
"The cut's were cleaner than a laser, even their weapons were cut clean through...No one has ever seen anything like it."
I have. My sword is very capable of making mono-molecular cuts, but it's very special. Could the Black Mantis have an traitor in his in midst? I hope not, the mere thought of that is horrifying.
"The thief, where is she?"
"Word is she took her payday and is living it up, in the rich side of the colony. She spends her nights hanging out at the "Emerald Cup". That's all I know, now can you let me down?"
I give Spydra the nod and she drops the little worm. I pull out my sword and with a precision slice I cut Neezle loose. He looks at the mono-molecular cut and to my amusement, loses control of his bladder. In an instant he's off like a shot having jumped to the wrong conclusion. Ah that's some good funny right there.
In moments we arrive at the "Emerald Cup". The bouncer steps up to stop us and I flash my bounty hunter license at him. He dismisses it with the words
"That ain't gonna get you in buddy."
It's the last coherent thing he says for the rest of the night as I toss a Neuralizer pack at him and he begins projectile vomiting.
As Spydra and I step through the doors all eyes are on us. Quickly and silently folks start shuffling out, leaving their food and drink where they they sit. These folks are hip to trouble, except for a couple of brave souls who want to see some action. The thief is in the members only area perched in a chair intently watching the sexy little lady droid shaking it's ass. I draw my pistol and level it to the base of her head. Just then the manager comes up to object and Spydra wrenches his arm in a "Chicken Wing' and he lets out a yelp. The thief never takes her eyes off the dancer, who is now frozen in mid movement as if frozen.
"I knew it was to damned easy. Everything was just going way too smooth."
"I have some questions and you can answer them here or..."
"Or what you'll kill me? I don't think so. I'm no good to you dead."
"That's where you're wrong, I can have you resurrected repeatedly. That means I can kill you over and over in all new exciting ways each time."
A bead of sweat trickles down the side of her face as she contemplates the darkness of that last statement.
"You want to know who hired me?"
"That's as good a place to start as any."
"Too bad, I never saw his face, and he didn't give his name."
"Where's the case?"
"I gave it to the man in black."
"And?"
"he'll kill me if I tell you."
"I thought we already established what I'd do if you didn't?"
"You don't scare me as much as he does." Without warning I grab the her by the hair and slam her face onto the stage with enough force to do some real damage. She just looks at me smugly and spits out several of her teeth.
"You'll have to do better than-"
Her sentence ends abruptly as her body slumps to the floor, her hair, still held firmly between my fingers, now pulls taut under the weight of her severed head. The droid looks terrified but remains motionless. Without a word Spydra flings the club manger to one side and we both begin looking for the assailant but to no avail. I draw my blade and attempt to resurrect her but nothing happens...nothing happens? The magic contained in my sword has no mortal equal in the galaxy, even the best mages would be hard pressed to come close to it's power, yet I get nothing. There's only one spell that can destroy a soul and it isn't known in this universe. Every clue keeps leading me to the same conclusion: This has been an inside job. I need to tell the Black Mantis, worse I need to report our failure to retrieve Parata's head. We'll take the body to our ship and see what clues we can glean from it. |
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| When one is immortal it stands to reason that one might bear offspring. This is true of even the mightiest of beings. Even the gods sire offspring...it is also true of the Black Mantis. The self proclaimed "Multiverse's Greatest Assassin" has sired many children over 10 millenniums the oldest of which is Moonshadow. A top assassin in her own right she was trained by her father and highly skilled in both the martial and magical arts. Well educated she has the equivalent of at least six PhD's in the realm of Physics, Temporal Mechanics, Genetics, Cybernetics, Computer engineering, and Theoretical physics. She is also well versed in chemistry, and biological engineering. And holds 2 Masters degrees in Archaic science. One for Practical application and one for Arcane Theory. Moonshadow is no idiot nor is she a love struck teenager. In fact at over 9,550 years of age one would hardly call her inexperienced or naive. She does not get involved in her father's afairs and does not normally interfere with the lives of mortals in general. Her interest in Obsidian stems from pure sympathy. She sees him as a other sees a wayward child and at this point a child in pain. Her personality is not well suited to being a matriarch and at her age she sees no distinction between 25 years old and 500 years old both are like children, and both are adults. After his dealings with The Black Mantis Obsidian will of course be incredibly suspicious of her intentions and it will no doubt lead to some explaining on her part. |
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