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 Obsidian  Original Characters  2014/11/18 20:16
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| Iron-Man Encounters and unknown Armored figure and in true Stark fashion and arrogance assaults him when the figure refuses to answer to him or acknowledge his authority (of which he has none). The assault does not go well for Iron-Man as he soon discovers for his opponent has far more advanced technology and is none other than the Legendary Silver beetle. Transported to the Marvel universe by Dominion with the hopes that the heroes in this universe will take out the heroes from his universe saving him the effort. Stark's armor is impressive by any standards but is hardly a match for 44th century technology. |
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| In the name of the law
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/21 13:31
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| Police in 4385 aren't much different save that they are well equipped and very well armed.Built in veracity gear allows them to tell when a subject is lying and the latest in micro tractors means even a cycle cop like the one pictured here can haul in groups of up to 10 people. Police officers are also equipped with cybernetic enhancements and implants which are removed upon leaving service. On body transponders mean that their locations are known at all times so in the even that someone should go rogue and try to make off with the installed technology, that person will easily be found. Their mandates still the same Protect and Serve and their are few if any dirty cops in this day and age especially with the stringent screening policies and practices. For matters of a supernatural origin there are several task forces and even the lowest rookie is issued protective talismans to prevent a large variety of spells and spell effects. All Officers have Anti-Grav belts and micro rockets although these are mostly used to pursue suspects fleeing on foot and are utterly useless for pursuing suspects in vehicles. |
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| Anubis (Chaz)
Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/5/16 16:36
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| Anubis (aka Chaz) Guardian of the gates of the e\afterlife and guide to the dead. The original Anubis was killed by an immortal named Charles "Chaz" Wilkinson when he used an ancient relic of power known as the "Beast slayer blade" Chaz had gained his immortality by birthright and is currently no longer considered among the born immortals in their struggle for the "One". Upon killing Anubis Chaz was immediately bestowed with a Divine form (pictured here) and powers and knowledge of his newly gained Portfolio. As Anubis he stands, vigilantly guarding the underworld from would be trespassers and those seeking to contact the deceased. Chaz has a mortal life and adventures much as he did in life but when duty calls he is instantly transported across time and space to the gates of the underworld where he confronts anyone seeking entrance to the afterlife. He is also present when the dead are being judged, holding the scales that weigh their hearts. He has convinced the other gods to only judge the dead once per year freeing everyone up for other matters. Anubis (Chaz) is hated by Seth who despises Chaz for killing his son and is secretly plotting to remove Chaz from power so that he can kill him in the only way Birthright immortals can be killed...by removing his head. |
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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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| God Fall Challenge
Obsidian Monthly and other challenges 2014/8/31 18:14
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| "They said they were gods, I came here to earth, circa 2012 prepared to fight gods...and they bring me mortals" To amuse myself I let the Target run (They always run)and the poor bastard even tries to enlist help in the form of a floating egg (Not sure how that works) I scan the floating egg and my on body computer says he's an actual threat...that is until I drop a dumpster on him. The other one tries to make a break for it in a (of all things) a golf cart. I grow tired of this farce and faster than he can blink I separate his head from his body. I hold it up to the sky and in a booming voice I say...Can I finally win one of these freaking things now?!?!?" The black Mantis...Mulitverse's greatest assassin...still. |
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| Enter the spider
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/11/23 17:51
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Her mistress has summoned her, and the goddess of war will need her champion during this tumultuous period. There has been a theft, someone has stolen from her goddess a relic of great importance, and her mistress bids her to join the mercenary Obsidian mask in his quest to recover it. As instructed Spydra makes her way through the city's skyline on the magical threads of silk woven from her fingertips. Diving between buildings and around the fast moving traffic high above the streets. In no time she reaches the Hall of heroes where the the Scions of Justice make their home. High above the towering building she can see Obsidian's fightercraft approach and she is exited at the opportunity to prove herself to her Goddess.
Spydra plummets from the sky and with a spring and a somersault she lands deftly at the entrance.
She takes the lift to the conference room to find obsidian waiting.
"Obsidian Mask."
"Spydra, what's up? Hey have you seen Panterra?"
""No I haven't but I was looking for you."
"Oh?"
"My goddess has instructed that I should accompany you on your quest."
"Um two things first: One: Who exactly is your goddess? Two: What do you know of my quest?"
"I worship the goddess Spydraxis, and she has bid me to hep you find and retrieve the relic that was stolen from her realm."
"Yeah, I was hoping the cat would join me but you're more than welcome. I just wish "someone" would've mentioned it."
"Do you know of the goddess?"
"That's actually a long story, but let's just say I'm informed. I didn't know you were one of her devout though. You can load your stuff aboard the Wraith, and you should prepare for a lengthy stay, we'll be traveling off world to practically the other side of the galaxy."
"I have all I need. We can leave right away or at your earliest convenience."
"Let me just leave a message for Panterra and I'll see you on the Wraith."
Spydra has seen many wonders in her life but nothing quite prepares anyone for a ship whose interior dimensions are vastly larger than it's exterior. She is understandably impressed. The technology to create such a vehicle is beyond anything in the known galaxy.
"Obsidian, your ship is...I don't have the words. How did you come by such a thing?"
"Don't be too impressed Spydra, 4d technology is rare but it's available on the open market. It is however, awfully expensive."
"So, you're a billionaire like Panterra then?"
"No but my mercenary jobs aren't always paid in money. Sometimes I trade for services or items. This fighter was one such payment."
The small fighter darts through the atmosphere with grace and speed that would make any fighter pilot jealous, and in a burst if brilliant light it make a seamless jump to hyperspace, and screams towards the Sable's current location. In no time the two ships are reunited and the Wraith slowly enters the shuttlebay of the small frigate. Once aboard Spydra is escorted to her temporary guest quarters, a room more ample and elegant than her own downtown apartment and for just a second she thinks that perhaps the mercenary work is a bit more lucrative than her own job. They crew of this ship want for nothing and there's no constant struggle to balance bills. The ship is clearly built for war but luxurious at the same time, powerful but elegant. To live here, to be part of this crew must be a truly wonderful experience, but she goes where her mistress bids, and her faith will never waiver or such amenities.
"Enjoy your quarters Spydra I'll be in my office. If you need anything just tap this panel here and someone will assist you okay?"
"Thank you, and it is my understanding that you are now married?"
Yes, I have 4 wives, and a....um...consort. I'm certain that once they find out you are aboard they will want to meet you. How about we all have dinner tonight and we can get better acquainted. Say 9ish? You'd like them, you all have a lot in common."
"That would be nice, I look forward to it."
With that, Spydra invokes the magic that alters her armor's appearance and returns to her alter ego Gloria Bannon, but somehow mild mannered archaeologist doesn't seem to fit in here, "For once," she thinks to herself, "I can just be me, with no pretense." a truly foreign concept. Joining this quest is much more than just the adventure.
"What a treat this will be." She says while peering at her her reflection, "Thank you, goddess."
Her heart almost stops when she hears a voice say "You are quite welcome chid, but remember...our lord has a purpose for this one."
Gloria bows on one knee and replies "Of course my lady." |
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| Defiant & DS9
Obsidian TV and Movies 2013/11/18 3:52
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| Just something to kill some time...I got bored so I decided to do some Trek. |
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Obsidian TV and Movies 2014/8/21 11:17
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| Just some fanart I wanted to do after watching some Anime. I'm gonna be stealing sooooooo many ideas from this. |
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| Class 10 Demon
Obsidian Original Characters 2013/10/20 20:47
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| Demons ranked Class 10 have a domain in an adjacent plane of existence (ie another dimension) and are very powerful often commanding vast legions of minions composed of lesser demons. They also possess incredible powers and some have been known to have reality altering abilities. These powerful being should never be underestimated or trifled with. Few mortals can hope to withstand a confrontation with these mighty beings. Their goals and ambitions are their own and it is unknown what agendas they follow but like all demonic creatures of vast power they seek always to expand their hold on the mortal realms through whatever means necessary. They have only one endearing quality that saves them being called truly evil and that is their word of honor...it is hard to believe but this type of demon is honorable (at least in most cases) and will abide by their word which is rarely given and any oaths made are often twisted. Think of a superpowerful corrupt lawyer. |
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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 2014/4/10 14:26
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| the Zzakizt are reclusive xenophobes that live on the outer rim of the Canis Major Galaxy. The first encounter with their species went horribly and erupted in a war that lasted 50 years and cost millions of lives. Currently the IGFW holds a tentative peace treaty and guards their borders against IGFW citizens restricting passage to their borders. It is interesting to note that they fully recovered their numbers after the war within 12 years. They have a hive mentality and a Hive queen, though there are several thousand sub-queens which they call Droza. They have a very complex social system a for the most part life is indistinguishable from most other worlds. There are celebrity Drones and warriors a well as Droza. When their queen reaches the last years of her life she gives birth to a single successor, this queen possesses all of the knowledge and experience of the queen and is essentially the same being. The current queen is ten generations old the equivalent of being nearly 1,000 years old. |
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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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| Enlisting Aid
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/7/30 18:23
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| Maylen has decided to ask Obsidian to help in searching for She-Ra who has been missing for some time now...hopefully he can do something with his newfound powers. |
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| shiny new ride.
Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/9/1 21:54
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| Got a shiny new shuttlecraft for the Lillun and it is nice. All 3 dimensional tech and fully equipped to survive even in acidic atmospheres it is shielded against all known types of radiation, and can survive depths up to 1,600 fathoms...really well assembled. We've had to find a new supplier for our Asorbium 80, although Absorbium comes in many grades we found 80 grade works best for our needs. Our current supplier only sells 120 grade which is an amazing feat since it is nearly lethal to mine. Coming into direct contact with unrefined 120 grade can kill you since it is capable of absorbing life energy as well as all other forms...unlike 80 grade it is not exactly a passive absorption but far more aggressive absorbing any ambient energy within a few short meters.There are few materials that can shield against the precious ore and it makes the material cost prohibitive but a few rare species have such materials in abundance and if you can get in on their good side...you can pick it up far below market price. the 120 grade will be applied to the outer shell and nano irises made of Infinitium (there is only one source in the known universe for Infinitium) will serve to dampen it's effects. We'll be incorporating the 120 into our armors as well but with the existing 80 grade the effects will be somewhat dampened still a last resort weapon cable of sucking the life out of even the undead is a powerful weapon indeed. The shuttle will be retrofitted with our standard equipment and sensors but it'll remain 3d tech. I can't wait to put her through her paces. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2013/10/4 0:08
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| The SS Lillun is the Zero-men's formidable ship whose diminutive size belies it's true power. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/23 15:43
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We rush Harley back to the Lillun and I dispatch a squad to recover as much Mythril as we can get. In the Med Bay I am met by the doctor who tells me that Harley's condition is more serious than it should be.
"The same weapon that prevented your arm from being mended is doing the same thing to Harley. Except in his case the wound is not an appendage I can simply replace. His torso is cut deeply and while no organs were hit and the wound can be held closed it will not heal. Any activity more strenuous than say a normal human routine, could cause the staples to pop out and case severe bleeding."
I almost loose it, honestly Harley and i have been through centuries of shit together,and Razor nearly killed him because of a grudge with me.
My thoughts are interrupted as Zaeerah bursts in.
"Where is he?" I hear from the waiting area. "I want to see him right this moment!"
A nurse opens the door and gestures for me.
"This woman is demanding to see you High Justiciar, do you wnat me to-"
Zaeerah pushes the clone aside and quickly runs over to me?
"Um what gives?" I say as she throws her arms around me. "Exactly what do you think you're doing?"
There's a pause as she looks into my eyes and an inquisitive looks falls across her face. "But Master, I rush to be at your side. I was told that the clan leaders informed you of my purpose here, would you send me away? Are we not betrothed?"
Well the lines of communication have certainly broke down somewhere, I note as I look at her innocent little puppy-dog eyes. What comes next is hard for her to swallow but in the end...she has to do as the clan orders...suddenly I'm keenly aware of how glad I am that I don't have that issue.
I sigh deeply and give the kid the bad news.
"First, mind your place Chunin!" Quickly she takes a knee out of respect for my authority. "Secondly...I'm sorry, but no I am not your...Betrothed. The man you are to wed lies over on that operating table and he owes you his life I will fill you in on the exact details of-"
I am interrupted by the doctor again.
"Harley is waking up and can speak now, but be mindful, he is heavily drugged to reduce the swelling and pain."
I walk over to Harley with the little elf in tow, as she passes the doctor he comments to Zaeerah:
"I see your cheek is doing better, that's good, come by later I'd like to do some x-rays and see that the bones have knitted properly."
I had noticed she wasn't sporting any bruises, doc does good work, and that hit she took from Moonshadow was hard enough to shatter her face. I guess she'll be minding herself from now on. Still ouch!
"Hey Har, how you feeling dude?"
"Whatever they gave me...I want two it's awesome...I can't feel my face <snort> Hahahahahaaa. Hey, hey, hey.....ummmmmmmmmmmm Oh did you get that guy, um Razorblade or whassisname? Mother fucker cut me n'nat and now I got stitches."
"No bro we didn't get him, he tricked me and got away."
Harley's words are a drug hazed sleepiness of unintelligible gibberish. It's clear he is out of it and I elect to let him rest, he'll have enough problems soon.
"Zaeerah, come with me."
"If it's all the same to you master, I would like to stay at my betrothed's side."
Touching, she must have been raised with the Oni, her every movement and the way she speaks is exactly as i remember from my days on their homeworld. She'll follow the clan's orders to the letter and she'll make one hell of a wife for Harley, loyal to the end. Unfortunately her loyalty to the clan is her driving motivation, it might become a problem later if the clan and I ever come into conflict. Still for right now her concern seems genuine.
"Very well, stay by his side until I resolve this issue with Razor. However, at your earliest convenience I want to speak with you in my office about Razor and why he backed down from you."
"Yes Master, I understand."
"Oh and one more thing..."
"Yes Master?"
"Stop calling me master, call me Obsidian or Sir if you prefer...you're one of us now, and we're a bit less formal than you've been raised to be."
"Yes...Sir."
The hiss of the doors behind me acts to somehow relieve m,y tension as I exit the Med Bay. It's hard for me to see my friends and family hurt, I can deal with my own injuries just fine but I hate seeing those i care for hurt. I absentmindedly rub my artificial arm while pondering the possibilities for Harley if I can't undo what Razor's sword has done. I look down and the rage begins to swell within me...it's not the insult of this injury that angers me,it's the fact of it. I have never been this badly injured except for when I faced Zakan and got two cybernetic eyes for my trouble. I feel stupid, sloppy like it's my fault...I just want to kick my own ass for letting this happen and-
"I know that look, I have seen it a million times."
Moonshadows footsteps are as silent as falling snow, and I'm startled at her the sound of her voice...I haven't been startled by anyone in decades.
"You're blaming yourself aren't you my 'Xenshun'nye? [Darling] The things that have transpired are not any of your doing, they are but a consequence of another man's jealousy and rage, and the will of his employer. You could not have changed this, no, but you can change what it does to you."
She pulls me close to her and places my head on her chest, I can hear her heart beating in my ear and feel the warmth of her jet black skin as she strokes my hair. The melodic tone of her soft voice soothes me to my core.
"Do not doubt yourself, that is what your enemy wants, it will make it easier for him to accomplish his goals. Be strong, remember your skills and have confidence in your abilities, and you will be victorious."
"Of course, you're right. I-I don't know what came over me. Thanks"
Whenever she speaks to me it's like I am overcome with the feeling of divinity...if she had a mind to...she could probably deceive me with ease but that's neither here nor there. Now back to my previous dilemma, Razor has a small craft and while we can't follow him through hyperspace we can get a general heading based on his trajectory before he jumped...and I have Mythril that I can barter with...He's as good as found...it's just gonna take time. |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/6/14 22:49
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Commander Shepard glares at me through her visor,
"All I want to know is, who you, where you came from, how you got in my combat zone and how the hell did you manage to kill 3 reapers singlehandedly?"
Liara sits across from me still reeling from the carnage she has just witnessed.
"So much destruction, it is difficult to fathom how one person could be capable of such devastation."
"Okay commander, I'll explain it one more time to you but this is the last time I say it to anyone. I'm not from here, I am from an alternate dimension where cybernetic juggernauts like those reapers do not exist but far more terrible things do. The weapon i used to kill the first one was called an anti-matter grenade, and while the damn thing's shield did repel it they weren't powerful enough to negate the effects of 4 negatron's of pure antimatter, as for the second and third "Reapers" the were killed using magic...yeah magic...the spells I used were "Disrepair, & Erase Technology, if you're a cyborg or a machine those are really devastating and they're impossible to overcome. Now if you don't mind my asking...Where exactly do you plan on taking me."
She stares out of the open door as the last Reaper fires a beam of energy and being in a state of disrepair, explodes instantly afterwards. Without looking back to me she says coldly. "I'm taking you aboard the Normandy and maybe just maybe we can find a way to stop the Reaper invasion, and with your help, maybe save the galaxy."
I chuckle, well at least this time it's just the galaxy I'm saving, lead on. I can't wait to see you ship...I'll have mine follow closely behind. Not too sure the Lillun can handle being shunted through one of their Mass relays but I guess we'll find out. |
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| All in the past
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/28 6:06
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Water drips from the cavern ceiling trickling with an echo onto the cave floor and in the cold darkness the sound of my own breath inside my helmet seems louder than usual. The ruins of Guldav’n could be another wild goose chase but for my beloved Sarah I have to check out every rumor and every clue no matter how slim the chance of finding her may be. After a few minutes I get the eerie feeling I’m not alone. A quick scan of a nearby wall reveals the telltale traces of bats, further scanning reveals the bats themselves…vampire bats. Vampire bats are fine but usually where one finds vampire bats one also finds...Vampires!
Yeah I know what you’re thinking “Vampires? Seriously?” yeah seriously in fact there are entire worlds conquered by the damned things. Of course those worlds are blockaded, nothing in and nothing out, and anyone trying to leave is terminated with extreme prejudice and any ships leaving the atmosphere are atomized. But this world isn’t ruled by them or I wouldn’t have set foot on it…still I feel like I’m being watched. To that end I reach for my sword and slowly slide the metal blade out. I activate the stealth systems on my suit and go into silent mode and that’s when I hear it, the grinding sound of a foot on gravel. I’m being followed, and since my scanners don’t pick up undead I use my sword’s magic and cast a simple spell that does. I get a sick feeling in my stomach as the spell reveals dozens of vampires within 200 ft of me but one closer than all the others. I turn to face it and I am caught completely by surprise by the sheer speed of the thing. It immediately goes for the throat big mistake. Now it’s my turn for surprises as I whip the bloodsucker into a nearby wall impaling it on a Stalagmite large enough to skewer a rhino. It won’t kill it, a fact I am reassured of as the damn vampire snaps it in half and soars high above me.
“You are formidable indeed mortal but that armor will not save you for long, I shall enjoy feasting on your blood.”
Arrogance is a sign of stupidity in my book. Dracula here has no clue what he’s up against. I don’t have time for this crap though and I honestly did not come equipped with wooden or UV ammo. That means that my sword is the only means of killing this thing since Vampires have a particular susceptibility to magic. However, I need him in arms reach to kill him. Sooooo…
“Hey suckhead, I have to say, I don’t particularly like being called mortal. In fact I find it a bit insulting. You must be high on your fake immortality…too bad you have to feed on others to keep it. Unlike you, I am born to it.”
There’s a pause as the blood sucker considers the ramifications of what I’ve just told him and then…
“You are Luminesti? Ha! Your life is forfeit here elf, this is our domain. Immortality is but one of our gifts, behold our true power.”
He lands on the ground in front of me and takes a swipe at my head, to no avail as I easily evade his clawed hand. However, he does not evade mine as I dislocate his arm at the elbow, he snaps it back in place like nothing happened but it got his attention and now he’s pissed on principal. That’s when I pull out my sword. The smug bastard just smile…but his amusement doesn’t last for long.
“Do you think that will save you? No mortal weapons can harm me…Hahahahaaaaa-Hurk!”
That last noise he makes is funny to me and I can’t hold back a slight chuckle, and as the look on his face turns from arrogance to twisted rage. I know he has just realized I can really hurt him.
“You! I will kill you slowly for that!”
“Bring it bloodsucker!”
“Raaaargh!!!!”
He falls right into my trap, as his good sense gives way to his rage he lunges for me his last most fatal mistake. My armor easily outmatches his speed and strength as I side step him and shove him face first into the ground. As he turns to face me again his look of rage is replaced by surprise as the flash of my enchanted blade severs his head from his shoulders.
A gurgle escapes his lips as he tries to say something, and he only manages to stare at me with a combination of hatred and disbelief on his face as his body bursts into blueish green flames and ash. In an instant his body is reduced to nothing more than a pile of flickering embers as it crumbles to dust like so much burnt paper. I scan once more to see if there are more of them on the way, and to my relief none of his vampire buddies are moving. I know that if Sarah came here her Infinitium armor and combat skills would have made short work of these guys, still…I have to go farther in. I place an EMT enhancer nearby to boost the retrieval beam in the event I need to make a quick exit and proceed onward. After a few yards through damp caverns and an opening emerges reveal a vast underground oasis that spreads for miles in all directions.
Brightly glowing Sunstones high above provide light by absorbing solar radiation from the surface and radiating it to the darkness below. Even miles beneath the surface the effect is like having direct sunlight…and is powerful enough to keep Vampires at bay. In the distance, an overgrown ruin lies stretched out before me and after a quick scan for evil creatures reveals nothing, I hike towards it. As I approach the temple I can’t help but think that if the intel I got on this place was bogus there’ll be no place that Gobelian info-broker can hide from me. I reach a clearing at the entrance to a temple, Statues of men with eagle heads stand like giant pillars on either side of the entrance. Hieroglyphs dot the walls, most pay homage to Ra the sun god while others speak of the great pharaoh to whom this particular temple is dedicated. My helmet possess enchantments which enable me to understand written languages (I can’t write them though), further enchantments allow me to understand and speak all languages that are verbal…but the enchantment I like best is the one that allows me to detect and read Runes and this temple is covered in them. Several runes are power spells meaning they’ll hurt trespassers, still others are conjuration, and the scariest ones are Essence spells no doubt intended to raise undead guardians to protect whatever lies inside. These types of enchantments are single use only and since they’re still in place it’s a safe bet that nobody has entered the place since it was built. As I explore the perimeter, I come across an old campsite but it looks like there was a battle. The footprints reveal that at least one of the combatants was….YES!! Sarah was here alright, and the tread of her Tabi and her signature toe claws are all over the place but as I discover the corpses of her foes I am confused at best. They’re all bones, not scattered either, they’ve been picked clean and have yellowed as though a hundred years or more have passed since they fell. A quick Carbon scan reveals they are in fact 500 years old. The claw marks on many of the bones reveal that it is definitely Sarah’s handy work, but 500 years ago? It doesn’t make any sense. Suddenly a glimmer of gold catches my eye as I walk over I scan it and I discover it isn’t gold at all but…an Infinitium case! Well that tears it, 500 years or not, this is definitely Sarah’s. The case is hermetically sealed and cannot be opened here. The lock is DNA coded, so it will have to be taken aboard the Lillun where we have Sarah’s DNA on file.
As I exit the cave, a simple button press activates my Star-fighter which flies in and hovers above me. I remotely land it in a nearby clearing mindful of the fact that the two suns of this world are both setting, and that the Vampires within the caverns will be waking soon. Climbing into the cockpit I punch up my starship on the radio.
“Obsidian Mask to Lillun do you read, over?”
“Obsidian Mask this is Harley we read you Loud and clear, why is your transmission audio only?”
“The twin binaries on this world prevent full video communications.”
“Understood. What do you need bro?”
“I am sending rendezvous coordinates for this system please fold here asap.”
“Confirmed will rendezvous with you in one hour.”
“Why so long?”
“The Black Mantis has decided to make some modifications to the warp rings and aft section in general and they’re almost complete.”
“Aw crap what is he doing to our ship? Very well one hour. I’ll remain in orbit until then. Obsidian out.”
My apologies folks this should have been the first image in the series but the idea to do a series came late. |
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| Klingon Birds of Prey
Obsidian TV and Movies 2013/10/8 12:59
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| The decloaking effect was allot of fun to do. Over all a very nice image and it came out just the way I wnated |
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| Obsidian Unstoppable
Obsidian Original Characters 2013/10/4 0:06
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| A scene taken from the series Obsidian has battled his way to the villain Dominion and has him in his sights. |
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| Sci-Fi Trick or Treat
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/7 13:50
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An ages old Earth custom still practiced in 4835 only now the "Monsters" are also part of the fun as this young Heigaran lad can attest.
(To Danny) You had to know I already had an alien like that thanks for creating the cat-person and the little girl as well although I think i should have added a pony tail.
As for what Obsidian Mask is doing in this image: That's not him it's a kid dressed like him. Obsidian is something of a superhero on Earth...and other things on other worlds.
This was a lot of fun and I coulda swore we had it in the bag but congrats to the winners. |
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| Cerebron
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/7/2 6:58
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| Cerebron is one of my older characters and he is a very deep and brooding type of character, he can feel the emotions of his opponents and so is careful not to traumatize them too much. his face was horribly scarred at one time and he currently has a psychosomatic link to his harness believing that if it is removed his powers will be significantly reduced. The harness is non-functional having fried the first time it was used on him, if it could be restored his powers would double. |
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| Enter He-Man
Obsidian TV and Movies 2018/12/28 18:00
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I make my way out of Skeletor's spike pit back up to the throne room, a task simplified by the fact that NOBODY is at their post Everyone is focused entirely on He-Man. There's unconscious bodies everywhere He-Man is no slouch when it comes to kicking ass but overall their injuries are minor because apparently he's holding back. I'm running at a full clip when out of nowhere a massive cyborg with blue skin leaps in front of a doorway to bar my passage. I can't stop fast enough and so the two of us collide tumbling into the adjacent room. Faster than the metal jawed cyborg can think I do a quick Kip Up and we're facing each other. We face off sword in hand, and he's smiling wide because he has obvious physical advantages... or so he thinks. The sounds of fighting echo throughout Snake Mountain as He-Man makes his way onward while this metal headed goon and I stare each other down. I activate my energy blade and the look on his face tells me everything I need to know. He's not certain he can beat me. He points his cybernetic appendage at me and with the equipped weapon fires a blast at my head. Just for the look on his face I let it hit me. Instantly I am rewarded with a dumbfounded expression.
"I sincerely hope for your sake Cyborg that that wasn't your best move, because of it was..."
My words are cut off as he fires at the ceiling above me in a vain attempt to bury me alive under the ensuing rubble.
"How's that chrome dome?"
I rise from beneath the ton of rubble as if it were a pile of Styrofoam, and again the look on his face is one of utter confusion.
"Chrome Dome? Seriously?"
He leaps at me with a new appendage attached, one designed for close combat. As he swings I remove is entire cybernetic arm with a single swing.
"Go ahead do something else stupid I dare you!"
My words do not fall on deaf ears as he scrambles to his feet and practically breaks his own neck panicking to get away from me.
I deactivate my sword and head further up as fast as I can. As I near the throne room of the fortress I decide to slow things down and take to the shadows.
Upon entering the room I am greeted by the sight of He-Man and Orko face to face with Skeletor. In the distance I hear what sounds like a Lion's roar and I'm not sure I wanna be here anymore.
Turning my attention back to the magic Sword wielding barbarian and this sawed-off mage I am impressed by the sight. The people of this world are positively massively muscled. In He-Man's case I'm certain it's an aspect of his magical nature like the magically empowered heroes from my reality, but Skeletor and his goons? I'm not even sure how he eats let alone works out. I digress, as I ponder these idiosyncrasies, the two big men square off.
"Enough He-Man, drop your sword and surrender or else."
"I don't think so Bonehead, Castle Grayskull will never be yours, not so long as I draw a breath."
"Is that so you musclebound clod? Then behold Faker! Destroy He-Man!!!"
What happens next is a mind blower, what appears to be a clone of the intrepid hero steps out from the shadows, identical in every way except his blue-tinted skin.
"What the?" He-Man's words echo my thoughts. "Nice try Skeletor but not quite."
As the two musclebound men engage in battle I'm unsure how Skeletor has enough power to match He-Man yet somehow fails to conquer Grayskull, let alone the world. It doesn't matter really the fact that this is all going on isn't my primary concern and as Skeletor attempts to make his getaway I leap into action. I pounce from above and using my infinitium blade I cut his miserable staff cleanly in two.
"You're next you skull faced piece of.."
"I surrender!"
"What?"
"I said I surrender, to you hero. Take me away."
"Oh is that what you think is going on here? You think I'm a hero?" I raise my sword level with his head inches away from his bony face. "You're barking up the wrong tree motherfucker. You left the hero behind you. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Obsidian mask assassin and mercenary for hire. I am so much worse than that guy you're trying to kill back there and you know what? That reminds me, you tried to fucking KILL ME!"
"What-what're you talking about?" He says terrified as he realizes I will probably kill him for real. Then his tone changes his bluff was called and it makes him show his true intent. "In that case, Die interloper!!!"
A flash of magical energy flies form his hand, magic that is absorbed harmlessly by my armor.
"No this cannot be? How is this even possible?"
"I'd tell you Skeletor, but then I'd have to...Oh yeah I'm gonna do that anyway, now where's She-Ra?" My shouts are interrupted by another magical blast from Evil-Lynn and I have finally had enough. Instantly my gun appears in my left hand and I put a round right between her pretty little eyes. In an instant the the fighting stops and everyone stands frozen in place horrified by this sudden act of brutal finality.
"Y-You-killed-her."
Skeletor's words echo off the walls and the utter silence is unnerving, eerie. I break it without remorse.
"I did, and you're next. Now answer me!"
In a flash He-Man's shield screams across the room slamming hard into my gun knocking it out of my hand and across the room. In the blink of an eye he's made the distance between him and me vanish and he grabs me by my helmet pinning me to a nearby wall.
"What have you done!?!?" His voice is full of rage. I'm not entirely sure why he's so pissed off until I see Skeletor holding Evil-Lynn's limp body tightly while sobbing uncontrollably.
"Are you guys serious? Let go of me before this becomes a thing."
"You killed her!" HE-Man says in disbelief yet again.
"Like she just tried to do to me? Like he tried to do to me...TWICE! Yeah, you're damned right I did. I never killed anyone who didn't try to kill me first though."
"We DO NOT KILL OUR FOES ON ETERNIA!!!" He shouts it like it's some sort of motto I'm suppose to know... Okay time to bring everyone up to speed.
"Okay you Whack-Jobs listen up. I have no clue why your gods brought me here but I am absolutely gonna tell you this: You get two warnings then blood flows it is that simple. Now I am here to find the Princess of Power or her whereabouts and as of now I think I'm gonna make a shining example out of anyone who makes that job more difficult than it has to be...Including you hero boy!!!"
Just then Orko in a fit of rage does something stupid, he attempts to cast a spell. The magic is again absorbed harmlessly by my armor and now it's my rage that's up.
"Little legless wonder, have you lost your Gods damned mind? Don't you know I can kill you?"
He man jumps to the rescue again pinning me to a wall. My computer has rated his strength as on Par with Infinity-Man so there's no way I can survive a physical confrontation with him, but he doesn't know what flashing is so I summon my pistol and put two heavy concussion rounds into his chest. They don't do any damage but they knock the big man across the room and onto his ass. I reach into my belt and pull out an Anti-Matter grenade and start making threats like a common terrorist.
"That is the last time I let you put your hands on me and live, you got it? Next time I kill you dead and Eternia mourns it's greatest hero. Now before you get any ideas, you see this thing in my hand? This is an anti-matter grenade. Antimatter annihilates Matter, you and everything in this entire universe is made of matter. So when this goes off the only thing left in this area and for miles in every direction...will be me. I am done fucking around with your rules and your planet. All I want is for Skull Face to answer my question once and for all. Now for the last time...Where is She-Ra?"
"Why are you searching for She-Ra?" He-Man asks as if he was oblivious to my previous inquiries.
"Finding her Numbnuts, and returning her safely to Castle Grayskull is my current contract."
"Who hired you?"
"Your sorceress if you must know."
"The sorceress hired YOU?" He asks in disbelief.
"I come highly recommended. If anyone can find her it's me, and I will find her no matter how many corpses I have to leave in my wake."
"Is killing your answer to everything?"
"Get off your soap box Hero, I don't kill indiscriminately. Only when necessary."
"So killing Evil-Lynn was necessary?"
"First of all the first part of her name is FUCKING EVIL you blonde headed bimbo!!! Secondly do you see how the situation changed? people are paying attention and taking me seriously now. NECESSARY!!!"
Just then Skeletor looks up with a tear covered face (He can cry? How do you do that without eyes) and says. Etheria, she's on Etheria, Hordak is holding her prisoner in his fortress. Go find her, and I hope he kills you ...Mercenary! In a puff of smoke he vanishes along with the corpse of Evil-Lynn. He-Man's doppelganger, an android of impressive power but not enough to defeat the hero, is the only villain remaining. I Summon Onyx and head for the window. Just then He-Man places his hand on my shoulder. I look down and his hand and he quickly removes it.
"Look, if you searching for my sis- Er She-Ra she's a good friend of mine and I'd like to come with you if you don't mind?"
"Fine Hero, but we're playing by my rules. Don't worry I don't harm innocents or kill indiscriminately. But if it becomes necessary I am very good at it though honestly I'd prefer stealth whenever possible."
"Okay your rules, but I don't kill...EVER."
"Of course you don't...Hero" |
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| Kinda Thundermane
Obsidian Fantasy 2014/2/8 21:28
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| Let's hear it for old school D&D only in the mind of a role-player could the concept of an elf adopted by a samurai come to be....or some anime. |
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| Then and Now
Obsidian Monthly and other challenges 2016/5/21 2:48
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| I've actually remade several drawings into 3d Renders though I rarely post both in the same image |
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| Round 1
Obsidian Smackdown 2017/7/13 16:25
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| Spider-Man has sent me a communique but strangely the details are missing. The only parts to the message are a set of temporal and spatial coordinates. I've been in a setup before and feels...exactly like this, but if there's any chance Spider-Man is in danger I'd be a crappy friend if I didn't investigate. It takes little time for my ship to make the jump and we arrive in orbit around a right blue planet that bears a striking resemblance to Earth. This doesn't surprise me I have been to countless parallel Earths and I have pretty much seen it all The ship's sensors aren't picking up much of anything at the coordinates I was given and it's clear I'll have to investigate personally. I decide my hovercycle is probably the best mode of transportation and I instruct the crew, and my wives to remain on board. I don't expect any real trouble...well at least nothing I can't handle alone. |
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| Batman Beyond.jpg
Obsidian DC Comics 2015/1/12 21:35
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| Terry Mcginnis...Batman Beyond...yeah this one was tough to do. |
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| Species Chauet
Obsidian Sci-fi 2013/11/23 13:51
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| The Chauet are a race of evolved Vampire bats whose food source is blood, a dietary trait called hematophagy. The Chauet has a short, conical muzzle and their features are still very animalistic. They lack a nose leaf, instead having naked pads with U-shaped grooves at the tip. Additionally they also have specialized thermoreceptors on its nose, which aid in locating warm blooded creatures, the Chauet can tune their vision to a TRP (Transient Receptor Potential)-channel that is already heat-sensitive this grants them the equivalent of Thermal Vision. Unlike their smaller cousins they do not possess echo-location abilities and instead have excellent vision. In addition to their Thermal Vision they also possess Night Vision like many predatory animals. The Chauet's technology is on par with that of the Galactic standard though they specialize in synthetic blood products. As one might expect their home world is heavily populated by Undead Vampires who the Chauet happily coexist with. There have of course, been several attempts by Undead Vampires to conquer the planet which have been thwarted by not only the Chauet but the now indigenous Undead as well. It is believed that the Planet Chaue will soon have the largest population of Vampires who are "afflicted" with "Daywalker Syndrome" if it doesn't already. |
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| Heavy hitters
Obsidian Other Comics 2016/10/25 12:57
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| Here they are guys and gals 4 of the heaviest hitters ie most physically powerful women from Marvel and DC all of which need no introduction...though it is rare to see them all in the same place...Honorable mention Supergirl, amd Rogue who did not appear due to RAM limitations. |
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| Panterra Pounce
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/5/27 10:27
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| Sometimes the elevator and the stairs just aren't fast enough so the only option is to take a flying leap off the top of a building...of course there is the nasty problem of that sudden stop at the bottom. |
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| Photo No. 541-570 (out of 680 photos hit) | |
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