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| Okay I won't even lie, this chick is a straight rip on Nick Fury...mostly. Major Ire is an intelligence officer who works for the black department of the IGFW she has Sentinel status which grants her above the law status in all IGFW systems. She answers directly to the IGFW Congressional council and thus far is one of their best operatives. She has, on occasion acquired the aid of The Scion of Justice, The Magi Council, The Zero-Men and even the mysterious Black Mantis, in order to achieve her goals. She is a true defender of the IGFW charter worlds and ideals and has performed her duties honorably and faithfully for over 175 years. At 200 years of age she accomplished a great deal turning down one promotion after another even a very prestigious position as director of the entire Black Ops division. She is well informed, highly intelligent, incredibly resourceful and absolutely deadly in combat, to underestimate her is to court death. |
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| Spiders
Obsidian Marvel Comics 2016/9/8 15:37
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| While hunting a villain named Locust, Spiderman makes his way to the year 4385 in an parallel dimension where he eets this universe's pider, a woman Called Spydra. Unlike Spiderman Spydra's powers are magical in origin and gifted from the goddess of spiders. Together they will hunt down the villain who has stolen a genetic fusion device from Spiderman's world. |
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Obsidian Marvel Comics 2014/3/7 20:52
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| My greatest inspiration as an artist has always been Spider-Man |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/6/29 9:59
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After Moonshadow makes hamburger out of the two specialists (A sight that would give a mortal man nightmares) we finally meet with her father. Four foot three inches tall and deliberately unassuming this minuscule bastard could wipe out the entire galaxy on a whim if he felt the impulse to do so. I can't see his face behind that mask but I know he pissed at seeing me and with his eldest daughter yet. He's really pissed about that contract he doesn't like overlooking loopholes I'm guessing. Moonshadow wraps her arm around my waste and holds me tightly and if I could see the look on his face I'm certain it would be rage. She looks coldly at him behind her lenses and her voice sounds like metal through her mask. Her words frustrate him and I find out that he truly is a man of his word, and he gave his word to his children. "I know you have had dealings with this Man father, but you gave your word that you would never harm or interfere with anything or anyone that is important to me and that you would support whatever union I chose."
"9000 years ago I made that promise and this one was to be one of us...and while it looks like you have accomplished with romance what I could not through deception. Fine I will remember my promise. Obsidian, if you hurt her...I will hurt you...I will really hurt you."
"Father!"
"Yes dear, I know you are more than capable of hurting him yourself. Is this something serious sweetheart?"
Sweetheart? I am seeing a Paternal side of the Black Mantis I didn't know existed.
"No Father but it may become something he is after all immortal."
"Obsidian, you have been through two marriages, I hope if you decide to do it again it will last substantially longer than the others."
I'm confused, I didn't bring up anything about relationships and I'm feeling a bit on the spot. My words are a jumble of stuttering and idiocy.
"Um yeah of course, I mean we're not serious like that yet but if it er happens I um yeah."
Real smooth dumbass.
"Very good then, Moonshaddow I will see you soon I hope? You rarely visit and your step mother misses you."
"Yes father, and tell Raven I said I'll be by soon."
With that he actually raises his mask as does she and kisses her on the cheek. I'm glad nobody can see my mouth wide open because this is not the bloodthirsty Black Mantis I know.
Slowly I turn to Moonshadow, still stunned from what I just saw...I can only ask:
"Dafuq was that?"
Moonshadow just smiles (that million dollar smile that just makes me melt) and says
"Oh that? Well after you wigged out on me at my place I figured I'd ease your mind a bit with my father. Long ago he made each of us a promise that he'd never hurt us and that meant never harming anything or anyone important to us. You're important to me, I haven't met too many elves like you...there's just something different about you, most elves are so conceited but not you, and it's obvious my father sees it too or he wouldn't be trying so hard to recruit you."
"So you're only interested because he is?"
"No darling, but it definitely makes things more interesting and now you don't have to worry about my father interfering with your life anymore although he might want to go fishing sometime hahahahaha"
Her laughter is like droplets of rain and tinkling bells, is their nothing about her that isn't magical? Okay I buy it for now and just looking at her figure and listening to her voice is every reason to, I know what you're thinking but like I said before Luminesti cannot be enthralled.
"Okay lady, so where do we go from here?"
"How about we find out why those guys wanted to kill us?" |
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| Conan 4385
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/10/12 10:05
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| I just recently discovered that Conan the Barbarian (yes the one we all know and love) could possibly be in the public domain. There is some dispute about the copyrights as Conan has passed from hand to hand. The issue seems to be that NOBODY remembered to renew the copyrights of the original author. This opens the door for a lot of new potential. I would not miss out on this opportunity to create my own version of him and I present a concept (not the finished product) here. Feedback would be nice. |
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| Species Kaerna
Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/4/20 20:43
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| The Reptilian Kaerna are one of the many species that inhabit the Sathari galaxy. Like their lesser evolved cousins they are susceptible to the cold and become lethargic. Their head tendril has amazing strength at nearly 4 times the rest of their body. it can be used in a prehensile fashion but it's true purpose is only evident during mating. The tendrils are where their reproductive organs are located. Interestingly enough their females possess mammary glands which is something of a scientific enigma and they bear their young live. The embryos are funneled to the abdomen where they develop over 14 months. Young Kaerna are like tadpoles having no limbs which develop over their first 2 years. Technologically hey have all the advantages of any world in the empire and their technological level is up to the galactic standard. |
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| Golden Phoenix
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/8/26 19:50
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A character I'm developing I'm not sure what powers to give him beyond flight, strength, Heat expulsion, Immortality, enhanced distance vision, limited invulnerability, healing and the ability to understand any language, spoken or written.
For a back story I'm thinking he always was the phoenix and just doesn't remember his past life before his latest resurrection, a sort of amnesia affects him every time he is reborn and takes quite a bit of time to regain his lost knowledge. For the time being he poses as a hero and as his normal job he is a linguistics professor. Name Peter Nixon. Whatcha think?
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| Species: Nodjut
Obsidian Fantasy 2014/12/9 17:24
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| The Nodjut are a race of black skinned, demonic looking, humanoids of average humanoid size. They are highly adept at magic and especially good at creating magical constructs of all sorts. Their planet "Oerth" is a Steam Punk-esque world teaming with great cities and brimming with magic boasts some of the best schools of Arcane studies known to exist and magic is so prolific that it has replaced technology in nearly every aspect of life from pepper grinders that grind themselves to arsenals of arcane blot guns and even Magically powered wooden starships. The Nodjut are a peaceful people well prepared for war and even the least of them have basic magical understanding and ability to use magic. It is unwise to come the Oerth looking for trouble and many is the raider who wished he had never mistook the primitive looking world for being a helpless one. |
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Obsidian DC Comics 2014/4/13 1:10
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| Batman Superman team-ups have always been a favorite of mine and this image was something i was working on for Daz in my characters settings. While I'm not ready to share the secret at this time I have found a way to set up my characters so that i only have to dress and shape them one time only.Once I let this secret out all Daz users will be doing this. |
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| Firebird Dossier
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/4/28 17:00
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James Holden, is a gen ab. He was born in the northern America continent on the eastern bay of the city of New Detroit. His powers are as follows:
Energy manipulation Fire (reduce or intensify)
Energy emission fire and heat.
Invulnerability Fire
Limited Invulnerability Magical fire
Immolation fire
Create construct fire
Flight
Vulnerabilities: Firebird requires oxygen to create flames this means he cannot generate flames in a vacuum without the assistance of additional chemicals.
Firebird can focus his flames to to simulate jet thrusters or even a high heat welding torch. Firebird can also ignite any kind of flammable material. It is important to know that Firebird does not usually leave a flame trail but there is often residual effects from creating fires.
James statistics:
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 250 lbs
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Black
Age 22:
Occupation: Journalist
Military training: Some basic self defense
Siblings: None
Known Relatives: None
Str: 17
Agl: 15
Int: 18
Psy: 13
End: 19
Pre: 15
Weapon skills: Small arms Basic proficiancy
Non-Weapon skills:
Journalism (Bachelor's Degree)
Creative writing
Investigative research
Criminology
Forensics
Computer sciences
Computer hacking
Cooking (professional quality)
Art (drawing/sketching)
Driving (domestic)
Pilot Ship (Frigate and smaller)
Navigation (Land, air sea, space)
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| Vocation Assassin
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/7/16 9:13
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A piece I created for my game using :icondariofish:'s newest sci-fi armors (thanks for making them) I merged the two and added some old V4 stuff to create this assassin.
In the world of Galaxy 5 assassins still exist and with things as wild on the frontier zones as they are after the Millennium Wars they are in high demand. Killers come in all shapes and sizes but true assassins are specialists in the art of stealth and murder. Often using a wide array of methods to strike at their victims. Some assassins form guilds or groups the most famous of which is the Oni ninjas. The Oni are not simply assassins but shadow ops masters and one can only hope to receive training from their masters. Other groups such as the Shadow Walkers boast special powers that give them an edge but most assassin groups are usually found by authorities or employed by legitimate governments. There are many corporations such as Yokazunai, and Tbreila Inc. who payroll their own private armies and assassins, such business is highly illegal as one might suspect but the rumor of such a thing alone keeps smaller competitors from causing too much trouble for those kind of larger conglomerates. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/3/31 20:42
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| No story just a Beauty shot of the Spectre |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/3/17 21:39
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| Leviathan redux
Obsidian Fantasy 2014/9/26 10:34
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| After much deliberation about bubbles i have determined the following...The lines in the bubble sucked, they bubbles were necessary for a whale having the life and Air squeezed out of it. The foreground imagery was there to give a sense of depth and failed. but not entirely. Now see the new version with many many corrections. |
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Obsidian Video Game 2015/5/9 14:45
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| I fully intend to create a pen and paper version of Mass Effect, and then submit it to BioWare for licensing...providing someone hasn't already beat me to the proverbial punch. This would be my preliminary cover. |
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| Zero-Mech
Obsidian Fantasy 2015/5/10 17:54
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| Many of the ground battles in the millennium wars were fought with giant robotic vehicles nicknamed "Mechs" which come in a wide variety of shape, sizes, materials, and capabilities. They have replaced the tank in most respects although tanks are still used today as they are cheaper to manufacture than Mechs. Obsidian has one from his days in the millennium wars that has been retrofitted with both magical and technological upgrades. he has named it Harbinger and rarely uses it. The various systems populated by the Namae have since required him to dust it off and enter it from time to time in their Mech Wars gladiator games. In the last year Harbinger is has remained undefeated in it's weight class. |
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| The Sphinx Bridge
Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/5/16 5:05
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| When designing a bridge I usually start with a Trekkie type design. Captain center of everyone and navigation in a forward position all the other stations can be wherever although I like the idea of having tactical behind the captain's chair. But this one was a little different. I had to add elements of an Egyptian culture and still keep it sci-fi. Some Stargate props sure helped out and make for great aesthetics. |
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| The favor
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/11/6 22:08
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The Black Mantis has asked me to accompany him to, of all things, a slave market. I despise slavery no matter whether it's legal in some systems or not.
"What's the big idea? You know how I feel about this sort of thing."
"So there is a line you do not cross?"
"You know there is."
"In that case, you'll probably hate what comes next."
As we gaze out of the windows a massive Hadean drags out a small blue figure scantily clad in no more than a couple of flimsy cloths. As he chains the small humanoid to the struts on the left and right it becomes obvious that the creature is humanoid...and female. I feel a hand on my wrist as the Black Mantis stops me from subconsciously reaching for my gun. I hate Hadeans and this one I just want to kill where he's standing. I turn to the Black Mantis and ask:
"Why the hell did you bring me here? Is this some twisted game you're playing or what?"
"No son, this is a test to see how you handle impossible situations. You can't kill everyone here, many of which are innocent bystanders, but I'm guessing the do gooder in you won't let this continue either so now you have to make a decision. Leave with your tail between your legs or..."
He doesn't get to finish the sentence, before I start bidding. What transpires next has to make history...every stinking sentient that comes down the ramp i pay dearly for and have them transported aboard my ship to be returned to their homeworld or wherever the hell they want to be dropped of...with a few credits in their pockets.
The Black Mantis only wanted to see if I was a hero...Bastard...I'll be back here alright...and that Hadean...I get his name oh yes and one dark night in a shadowy room I ma gonna pay him a visit. For now all the slaves are freed save one...the blue female from the first bid. One of my officers calls me stating she does not wish to be free...Dafuq? What creature in their right mind doesn't WANT to be free? I conclude my business with the Black Mantis and flip him off for good measure rotten bastard that is the last time he ever asks me for a favor, I knew it was going to bite me in the ass. On board my new ship (I gave the Lillun to Harley)I am greeted in the EMT room by none other than the little blue...demon? at only 4 feet tall she is gorgeous as all get out. Two small horns sweep backwards from her forehead and she's not wearing a stitch of clothing...this is gonna be one of those days.
"I am here to serve you master."
"Alright, which one of you brain children, let her up here, and naked yet?"
There's not the tiniest snicker from anyone...I am not pleased. I avert my eyes as best I can and order this ...this...demon to follow me. Jaws drop and eyes quickly turn away as I march her to a replication unit to be scanned and fitted for some decent clothes. I had the items to her an the look on her face is nothing but confusion. What the hell is so confusing about getting dressed I wonder...and no sooner does that though form in my head when she blurts out.
"You wish me to cover myself master? Will that not make it more difficult to pleasure you?"
One lone gafaw escapes a lieutenant's and without even looking I place a bullet hole next to his head...he either stopped laughing or I killed him, I don't check to see which it is.
"Little...what are you?"
"I am your slave master."
"No...no I mean...what species are you?"
"I am a Doajinn master."
"A say what now?"
"A Daojinn my master."
"Where are you from? Don't you want to go home?"
"Daojinn have no home we are bound servants, our whole lives are spent in service to others."
"Get outta here, you're kidding right? No you're not kidding...that's not how my life works, and I'll bet the Black Mantis knew all along."
"When you signed your reciept you agreed to take me on as your servant."
"Yes but you're free now."
The thing shrieks like a wailing Banshee I'm certain she could crack glass with her voice.
"Alright, alright, alright, ENOUGH!!!"
as the sound dies and my hearing returns, and the bleeding eardrums stop...she starts crying...Black Mantis...I will repay this you sonofabitch.
"Alright kid that's enough shrieking you can be my...grrr...servant,. There are some rules though."
she smiles like a child, but I know better. As a demon she is quite possibly thousands of years old. I wonder how Moonshadow is going to take this? UGH I'm really beginning to hate my in laws. |
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| Species Gronok
Obsidian Other Comics 2015/11/23 19:57
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| The Gronok are a race of advanced dinosaurs, nicknamed Saurs (I nickname the despise incidentally) they are massive in stature towering at 10 feet in height or more. Their weight is equally impressive often tipping the scales at well over 1,000 lbs. Their technology is equal to the galactic standard and their 27 colonies are a testament to their highly advanced terraforming techniques. They are a peaceful species save for the more aggressive raptors who are short tempered and quick to take offense to even imagined slights . They are not fond of dragons or dragonfolk though there thus far is no apparent reason. Gronok females are nearly indistinguishable from the males save for their muted coloration and slightly smaller size. Gronk's are as one might suspect super strong capable of carrying loads weighing up to 3 hundred of pounds as easily as most humanoids would 30. The Gronok are one of the more newer species recently discovered in the five galaxies but they remain within the Andromeda borders. |
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Obsidian TV and Movies 2015/5/9 14:51
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| I got to searching through my library and came acrosss this outfit that i never used for it's intended purpose and since I'm doing this "Blue Period" I figured what the hell. Enjoy some Tron Legacy everybody. |
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| Zorr rides again
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/5/21 2:24
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| A new character on the scene Roberto de la Vega descendant of the infamous Don Diego de le Vega dons his own mask in the fight against evil...armed with his Plasma Rapier and his Neuro-Whip and with his cyber steed Toranado 4.8...Zorro rides again! |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/5/9 14:46
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| Andros Colony, just one of that many stops Obsidian makes in his search to find his lost wife. At a glance Andros Colony appears to be a bustling metropolis clean and pristine, a modern utopia, but this a facade. The colony is home to some of the worst organized crime head in the 5 galaxies. Sheltered by Mega-Corporations who are in bed with them making billions of credits in drug trafficking, slavery trade, and Murder for hire. On this world Obsidian's reputation precedes him and many of the criminals here would enjoy seeing him dead. Information will be heard to get...but Obsidian will have answers and men will bleed to make that happen. |
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| Things to come
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/29 13:06
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| A preview of things to come...The Spectre will be no more...I give you the Wraith. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/8/6 9:31
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Back aboard the Lillun I put the mages to work on breaking the enchantments of Razor's sword. After a couple of weeks they come up with a way to allow Harley, and myself to heal normally again. Which is great news. As soon as I get this Nechronos business out of the way I'll get my arm fixed but for now I am going to take full advantage of the cybernetics and put a few more tricks into the wiring. As I get to the lab I hear what sounds like someone throwing a fit, and I assume it's ray having a conniption over a misplaced tool or some other trivial thing...I am so wrong, and what happens next becomes the worst day of my immortal life. The door opens and figure clad in a purple and black nano-armor suit turns to face me. I don't how he got onto my ship or why the scanners didn't detect him but I don't wait for an explanation.I pull out one of my pistols and take a shot. Imagine my surprise when this guy extends an arm-blade like the one in my cyber arm, and deflects the bullet I just fired. Okay he's got skills, I summon my sword to my hand and lunge, and lo and behold his arm-blade gets sliced in half. it's gratifying to know that still works on some people. This guy does not miss a beat though and with his off hand grabs my wrist and flips backwards twisting my arm. The move is very specific to my Ninja clan and I recognize it right away, I only have 2 choices, flow with it and release my grip on my sword, or keep my sword and get a dislocated wrist and elbow for my trouble. I know something about my sword that he doesn't and this guy just signed his own death warrant. I release my grip and he has my weapon, his funeral as the enchantments allow me to command anyone holding it to die...and then they die. This fight is over. As he stands there menacing me with my mystical weapon I utter the command phrase.
"Drop Dead!"
And....to my utter horror...nothing happens. He laughs and turns for the door. In an instant I'm on top of him, but he twists as I make contact and instead of tackling him I'm impaled on my own weapon. The 2 dimensional edge easily penetrates my armor and just barely misses my heart. I push off of the intruder to prevent him from sliding the blade left or right and cutting me in half and flop to the floor, he managed to sever my spinal cord and I can't feel anything from the middle of my torso down. I'm done for, I can't escape,and that's when the worst day of my immortal life unfolds. As he moves in for the kill, Moonshadow arrives to help me, but this crazy bastard turns to challenge her instead of running. You would think he'd have enough sense to run but he must not know she's a demigod, or he just doesn't care. I'm horrified as I watch her attack him only to be run clean through with my weapon, the look of absolute shock is burned into my memories as everything seems to slow and time itself stops for just a moment. Mercifully, he pulls the arcane weapon from between her breasts where it had just severed her heart. I try to scream but nothing comes out. As Moonshadow's body slumps lifelessly to the ground I struggle to try and stop this maniac but with my injury I am powerless to do anything, all I can do is blame myself and wonder how could I be so careless? Just then I manage to spit out the words "Intruder Alert" along with what feels like a pint of blood. In an instant my troops are all over the place and the intruder simply teleports away. when I regain consciousness I find myself in the sickbay with my wounds healed and my spine reattached. I spring from the table and grab the doc by the arm.
"Where's Moonshadow?"
I'm screaming now, and the doc places his hand on my shoulder to clam me.
"Her wounds are not that severe, but I cannot help her. Within the next hour...I'm sorry."
I just look at him puzzled, and then I remember that my sword was created with divine magic and is capable of mortally wounding a god and can kill one if wielded by anyone who is at least immortal or has divine power. I could kill a god with that thing because I'm immortal although anyone could could cause a temporary death like state to a god with it. In the hands of a mortal a god would be technically dead, although it would only last a few years typically the god could not return within the wielder's lifetime. However, if used by an immortal...there is no way to heal the wound and any fatal wound will kill such a being forever. Slaying a god is not just a matter of killing them though as their place in the universe must be maintained. This means anyone slaying a god typically takes there power as well but one has to be there at the time of death to do that and that purple bastard teleported. I don't know what will happen now I only pray he wasn't immortal. As I walk into the room I see Moonshaddow lying there, he skin ashen gray no longer the vibrant black that has warmed me for many nights now. My heart aches as I look upon her fading visage.
"My darling, come closer."
The voice that used to calm me to my core is now only a whisper as I sit by her side.
"Listen to me my love, the one who did this to me was an immortal." My heart sinks at the words, and I can't help but cry.
"You don't know that."
I say as I hold her close. What she says next break my heart and practically shatters my soul.
"I can feel the power in me leaving. he didn't claim it as his own and so it is mine to give. I give it to you...I know...you'll want to avenge me...but don't throw away your life...Live on...love again...you have forever. I love you."
Her last I love you is escapes her lips like a sigh, and a glowing light hovers just above her now lifeless body. Her voice echoes in the air and the last words she says to me changes me forever.
"Take this power with my love."
Reluctantly I reach out with tear filled eyes and embrace her ghostly image as this new divine energy courses through me...instantly my mind is cleared and a feeling of peace washes over me. I rise from the bd and kiss Moonshadow's body on her head and walk away. I had love again...and it was stolen from me again. I don't know who that guy was or what he wanted and I don't care but I am going to find him...and then I'm going to squeeze the life from him.
I'm lost in a rage I can't describe, it's more overwhelming than anything I have ever felt, and I am reminded that divine beings exemplify emotions and they are more intense for them. How Moonshadow must have felt for me. To love with a divine heart must have been truly amazing. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of thunder. Thunder? On my ship? Oh god, it can only mean...
"SOMEBODY DIES!!!!!"
The voice echoes throughout the ship, it can only be.
"THE BLACK MANTIS WILL HAVE BLOOD FOR BLOOD!!!"
I have never seen him angry, in 300 years not once has he ever raised his voice but with the death of Moonshadow...I am horrified at the thought. Just then he bursts through the door. Normally they open side to side but today they're swung inwards, and are very broken. Lightning courses around the Black Mantis's body and he seems to glow. His diminutive 4' 3" stature stands a hulking 8 feet tall, and a cape flows behind him and in his right hand is a massive, spiked, Hammer. His simplistic costume has been replaced by one of pure divine power and I am more terrified than I have ever been in my life. The god of storms and chaos wants answers. |
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| Owlursus
Obsidian Fantasy 2014/9/22 4:59
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| A fearsome mean tempered creature, The Owlursus or Owlbear at first appears to be a hybrid between a bear and an owl. In fact the Owlursus is actually a close relative of the Griffin and Like it's cousin in now only an apex predator but and excellent flyer, despite it's great size. Owlursai (plural) are more than twice the size of griffins and on their hind legs can stand nearly 22 feet tall. They can be tamed and used as mounts but they are far more feral and one must be on guard from these beast's infamous rages. They are unharmed by conventional weapons and they withstand extreme cold without ill effect. They are as one might suspect Carnivorous but supplementing their diet with fruits vegetable and nuts or processed foods has been shown to reduce their aggressive tendencies and make them more amiable to training. Owlursai are considered Magical beasts because like all magical beasts they look nearly identical no matter what planet they are found on. |
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| Double trouble
Obsidian Fantasy 2015/7/5 4:09
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| There are few beings in the 5 galaxies more feared than Obsidian Mask, and one of them is Cobalt Mask. Cobalt is a tank, he comes in hard and hit's like a nuclear bomb. Outfitted with a greater quantity of Absorbium 80 than his partner Obsidian, he boasts all of the same abilities and greater energy absorption. Cobalt's loadout often includes heavy weapons and prefers direct confrontation to stealth but he has been trained by Obsidian for both. Technically Cobalt could be considered part of the Ta'ahd ninja clan had Obsidian bothered to train anyone else. Obsidian also trained another partner, Crimson Mask however, crimson mask was eventually killed by a magical arrow which prevented and hope of resurrection. He is sorely missed. At this point the only thing worse than facing down one of these men is facing down both of them. Apart each one is dangerous, together it has been said that they have....issues, and that they might possibly be just a tad bit...crazy. For instance on one occasion they killed everyone at a client meeting in a dispute over relinquishing their weapons...the victims were potential clients. Fortunately for the Zero-Men the victims were also notorious gangsters and criminals so no charges were ever filed. They have only one rule about relinquishing weapons: "You can have my guns when you pry them from my cold dead fingers."...Issues. |
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Obsidian Fantasy 2015/6/14 0:03
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| This Gothic Mausoleum is my current project for modeling in 3dsmax...I hate it and I wish i was doing something else. But I have to shoot this, convert it into a couple of images and build a crypt of my own using those images.Yay |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/11/11 8:42
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| This is an interior shot of the OSS Drake's main bridge. This was so much fun to put together |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/9/3 12:25
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Harley receives a transmission from my old friend Panterra, who claims he's killed me, so immediately I head to his location to sort the whole thing out. Obviously he's come across one my clones, and has mistaken it for being the real me. Not that hard to do when you consider they have all of my memories, but this one must have lost it's ever loving mind. Panterra is a powerhouse and his power armor gives him the strength to lift 80 tons, he's easily as skilled as I am and his Adamantine/Mythril armor is nearly as indestructible as my own. he carries a vast array of weapons as well. I wouldn't want to take him on unless I had no other choice.
Apparently Panterra was tracking down some downloaded data and ran across this loser and in the heat of battle inadvertently snapped the poor guy's neck.
When I transport in I can tell my old friend doesn't quite recognize me. In fact he looks kinda stunned.
He immediately goes into a fighting stance and squares off against me.
"Whoa whoa whoa, relax dude, I'm not here for a fight."
"He said the same thing. Then I guess he changed his mind."
I look down at the clone's corpse and I shudder. Panterra is no joke when it comes to hand to hand at that clone should have known better...Why would he do something that foolish?
"Look old cat, I can explain the whole thing if you just hear me out."
After a few minutes he's up to speed and a few scans from is equipment confirm what I'm saying.
"Obsidian, that is really messed up so this Nechronos guy is trying to what exactly?"
"We're not sure, apparently he wants something from the Black Mantis but nobody knows what that is exactly."
"Well I've never run into the Black Mantis so I'm really no help. In fact I came here looking for some missing Namaean scientists who were involved with some new kind of transport technology."
"I hate to say it bro, but I think those people are as good as dead, Nechronos doesn't really take prisoners"
I gesture to the dead clone.
"So I gather. By the way, If that was a clone of you, I'd work on my fighting style if I were you. He was very sloppy."
"Yeah well I'm a god now so... Besides those clones are a bit cocky and I'm usually full of trepidation and anxiety."
"Perhaps that's a flaw in their creation process?"
"Maybe but I am tired of running into them."
"Well if I hear anything or run across anymore of them I'll keep you posted."
"Sure thing pal."
"Good Hunting Obsidian."
With that he returns to his investigation and I return to my ship with the clone. No answers today just more questions...this is getting old fast. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/8/12 23:07
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Okay this "God" thing is kinda cool but the power itself has some unique aspects, things you think you'd normally be in charge of just go according to divine will aka the power itself influences decisions based apparently on personality and well, I look like freakin Spydra. Same armor as I always use but with 8 creepy looking spider legs sticking out of my back, and of course as a demigod I can't create an avatar and after hearing what one of those really are I don't want to. I mean would you really want a remote controlled you? In any case I end up looking like some kind of superhero. The up side is I'm physically very powerful fast as well with a whole host of abilities I have yet to fully explore, but my little clone is in for one helluva shock when I find him, and here on Thrassa 4, a burned out planet that ended with a devastating nuclear war, I just might find my quarry. In the distance I see his fighter, and while I'm not sure what he's looking for here, I am certain that once I find him I'm gonna beat the answers out of him before I tear out his spine...Wow that last comment was uncalled for, I have to get a handle on these divine emotional outbursts...something bad could happen or worse yet it could change me...into something dark.
I set my hovercycle on a distant rooftop far from my quarries ability to detect, and then summon a couple of spiders to use as spies. With my new powers I can see through their eyes and hear what they hear like little spy drones. and they will go completely unnoticed unless they attack him...and they won't.
"Shadowveil, are you inside the structure?"
His radio is loud to a spider, and the itty bitty teeny tiny one on his shoulder is right next to it.
"Yes master Nechronos, I am searching for the relic now."
I shadow slide to where he is with ease, an ability that allows me to travel from one shadow to another and remain unseen. I find myself in the unique position of either getting the jump on him and taking my revenge or finding out what he's up to. I choose the latter. The spider legs on my back are not a show piece they are functional and allow me to climb effortlessly onto the ceiling unheard and unseen. As the imposter searches high and low I use spiders from everywhere to keep tabs on him. He reaches a vault and that's when I know exactly what I have to do next. Using my shadow slide I enter the vault and jam the lock, which won't stop him for long but a quick Forcewall spell should stop him form cutting through the door. once inside I begin EMT-ing everything in the vault, whatever he's looking for he won't find it in here today.I step back into the shadows and out of the vault. He looses his little clone mind and slashes the hell out of the vault door it fall to pieces before the might of my blade. I want it back and the instant I find out what he's looking for I'm taking it. as he starts to enter the vault I dispel my magic and let him through.
"Master Nechronos, the vault is empty. and it looks like it was recently...very recently"
He begins looking around and I know he's scanning for me but mortal technology is no match for divine power. After a couple minutes he stops to call his boss..again
"I have made a complete scan of the area, the time key is not within range. I don't understand master, I detected it here and my scanners are not easily fooled."
"Someone has obviously beaten you to the punch, return to base and destroy the building."
I see him reach for an anti-matter grenade (at least it looks like one) and I web the damned thing to his hand.
"What the?"
It's an ambush of the highest degree he is lost and as I web one foot, then the other, running circles around the room unheard and unseen. In mere moments he is bound from head to to toe minus one spot.
As I step from the shadows I use my spider legs to remove my blade from his belt and place it firmly in my hand.
"I don't know who you are you Spydra wannabe but you are seriouslly messing with the wrong guy. Drop dead."
The last time he and I met he chuckled when I said that, the noise that comes from my mouth is a total shock, to the both of us, and it scares the hell out me.
MWaaaaahahahahahahaaaa, ( did I just laugh maniacally?) this god thing has got to go. "That didn't work any better on me than it did when i tried it on you."
"Obsidian Mask, I should've guessed. Whats with the spider getup?"
As I command the spiders to crawl over him, I can't help but feel a bit smug...but I'm not stupid...I know he's calling for his ship...the spider hiding inside his helmet as much as told me so.
"There's no Obsidian Mask, you saw to that when you killed Moonshadow, I am Obsidian Spider now. God of Itrigue."
He is visibly shaking, I just dropped some knowledge on him and he's scared of the god-spider or at least that's what i thought, until he says...
"Moonshadow? I-I killed her? N-No I couldn't have, I l-love her....YOU LIE!!!"
Remorse? Could it be he was acting on instinct and didn't know?
"I'm afraid not friend, you took my sword and ran her through...and you are immortal."
"If I had killed her I would have gained her divine pow...ers."
"So you figured since you didn't get her powers you didn't kill her, and that her wound wasn't fatal? Well you were wrong weren't you skippy? You took off before the transfer and before she actually died. Her abilities were bestowed upon me as she lay dying. Feel good about yourself?"
"Nooo!!!! It's not TRUE!! I would never.."
"Never what? Do your master's bidding? How can you come from me and call anyone master?"
"You, don't understand..."
"Enlighten me."
"I don't have a choice, his magic compels me, I can question my orders but I can disobey them."
"Well isn't that just peachy? Of course that may not fly with the Black Mantis, he wants your boss dead...and you know why he's called "The Multiverse's Greatest Assassin" there's nowhere and no-when Nechronos can hide from him."
"He's actually pretty powerful himself, but there's more to it than that, he's infiltrated the Black Mantis's realm, that was how he got that sword to Razor."
"You mean this sword?" I ask in a sinister tone as I hold it menacingly close to his face.
"I take it that means YOU killed him."
"Ever so slowly too."
The memory of that now feels enjoyable, and for just a moment I can imagine doing that same thing to my doppelganger here and a smile crawls across my face...I catch myself and turn away.
"Slowly? You sound like you enjoyed it. That doesn't sound like me. Maybe your divine appointment is having a more profound effect on you than you can handle."
Faster than I can think or even comprehend I'm all the way across the room, and with less effort than it takes to swat a fly I put this guy through three walls. The next words I speak I am only barely aware of, I mean them but I don't want to say them.
"YOU!!! You have no right to speak of my burden as if you can comprehend what it means to bear it! I would rather have Moonshadow than her might any day but because of you this is what I have become."
A glowing red light fills the room we now stand in, I can tell he's seriously injured with several broken bones. They power corrupts, and I know what they mean as I lift his broken body off the ground with my monstrous appendages to hold him before me. Every instinct tells me to end him now, but a small voice in the darkness that soothes me to my very being, whispers "Hold onto the light." and what could have been a bloodbath ends with me tossing him to the ground like a bag of wet sand.
"The voice of my beloved has saved you this day. Tell your master we know about him and that we're coming for him. I grant you this clone."
With a wave of my hand I alter the magic that binds him to his master and I alter it just enough so that my blade is again mine alone.
"What did you do?"
"I took from you his compulsion. You will is now your own, live with what you have done and know that all that you know of your life is a lie, a shadow of mine, you are a sham and a fake. Make something of yourself or die I care not." Inside my head I hear myself saying "Who talks like that." This is getting out of hand. I shadow step once more and leave this broken elf to his own devices. I have much to contemplate now. |
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