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 Obsidian  Sci-fi  2015/4/5 21:53
 1959  2
| The Hathhiss are a race of evolved serpents, bipedal serpents. They excell in psionics and magic and comprise a fifth of the Psi-Mage populace. they are much stronger than there size or dimensions would appear. They are also incredibly tall and max out at approximately 8 feet tall. Like all reptiles and serpents they become lethargic in cold temperatures and can die in temperatures just above freezing. their home planet is quite hot and arid and full of life. It is rumore (Totally true actually) that Hathhiss cannot eat cold food preferring to digest only warm (often living) food. Their bite as one might imagine is poisonous however, due to their large size it isn't lethal in and of itself and only causes nausea and unconsciousness. |
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| Water Cruise
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/1/16 22:22
1961 3
| This image was just for fun and i was completely stunned at how well it turned out. No backstory this time just a really cool remder...and ever so realistic |
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| Searching the Carsh
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/10/30 6:09
1964 1
Entering the crash site we begin making our way to the bridge in the hopes of finding the ship's logs which we hope will allow us to figure out where everyone went and why. I split the search party into two teams. I take Caewon with me and Aini so that Dr Omega has some combat and magic ability along with his man Fred. Radiation levels are high and thankfully Caewon has some countermeasure spells to protect himself. Aini and I are well protected by our armor and mine is actively reducing local radiation levels by absorbing the ambient energy. The place is eerie, and our every movement echoes throughout the corridors of the massive craft. A green fog clings to the floors as thick as soup at about knee height. I make take a little extra time to make sure everyone's life support is working because I'd rather be safe than sorry. Every so often as we make our way through the treacherous debris we see deep gouges in the walls the likes of which appear to be claw marks larger than a man's head. What we don't see are bodies, which is odd because there's should be more than a few casualties in a crash of this kind and with a crew this size. Every so often we can hear pieces of the ship clanging and clattering. We're startled more than a couple times by the suddenness of a ceiling beam or something similar falling nearby. Most of our scanners are fouled up by the radiation making finding a clear path next to impossible.
"Be careful where you step"
I offer up, making note that the deck plates are heavily damaged, but no sooner do I utter the words when a massive section behind us simply falls away. I catch Caewon just in time and pull him up from certain death. However. now our way out is now compromised as we can't backtrack.
"Shadawar This is Obsidian do read?"
"I-ead-etttin--atic---oevr"
The garbled reply is more bad news, the radiation is now interfering with communications. I'm not worried about the radiation hurting me but this ship is a death trap and despite all the things my armor protects me from. being crushed to death is no one of them. I try to get through to the other team but it's no use, no signal is getting through. I decide to attempt to boost eh signal and have my team stop while I make the necessary adjustments. As I fiddle around with controls I catch movement out of the corner of my eye in the shadows, I spin around and point my pistol in the general direction and begin scanning with every system I have but it's all useless. Now I'll tell you a secret, my armor is really great at protecting from most things but what it doesn't protect from is slashing, acid, crushing and freezing, arrows, swords, and claws, are serious concerns for me despite everything else the armor does so I'm not invulnerable okay?So when I see something move I tend to get a bit jumpy. I feel like we're being watched and I don't take chances. Radiation rarely interferes with magic so I have Caewon cast a spell to detect living beings. He casts the spell and says
"There's nothing living that my spells reveal."
"What about undead?"
"What?" Aini asks with not just a little bit of fear in her voice.
"Undead can you sense undead?"
"I will try."
As he begins his incantation i am nearly impaled by a shaft of metal that goes screaming past my head, missing me by a matter of millimeters. The one 20 millimeter thick shaft is launched with enough force to penetrate the reinforced bulkhead behind me and bury itself nearly half a meter deep. We each turn to face the source and are stunned to discover...nothing. You ever get the feeling someone's screwing with you? Yeah me too, just now as a matter of fact. I turn up the volume on my sound pickups so maybe I'll hear something my elven ears can't. Without warning a last of steam explodes from behind a wall panel knocking Aini to the floor and filling the section of the corridor. Without sensors I'm basically blinded and I do the only thing I can do, I close my eyes and listen...I can hear three people nearby. i grab my sword and quietly extend the metal blade from within it's extra-dimensional sheath. I have to listen for Caewon's cape, so I don't hit him by mistake. I use my free hand to hold Aini down and instinctively she stops moving and offers no resistance. God I love how she does that. I hear a thud from an unfamiliar step and swing my blade with all the skill I have and hit...nothing? Dafuq? As suddenly as it began the smoke clears and the first thing I notice is that Caewon is missing. Great it's pick off the heroes time in the spooky alien ship? I've seen this movie before, only one survivor, maybe two...yeah not today. I retract my blade back into the sword hilt and use the magic at my disposal, I choose to cast a location spell to trace Caewon.
"What are you doing master?" Aini ask out of concern.
"I'm trying to cast a location spell, but it's coming up with nothing."
"Any idea why?"
There's really only one possibility. The mage's name is NOT Caewon."
"How can you tell?"
"There's only two things that would stop the spell from working, one is an "Amulet of protection from scrying" and the other is not knowing the subject's real name. I have a manifest of his magic items from when he joined us and there's no such amulet or other item listed, so no matter what he either lied about his magic items or he lied about his name."
"So what do we do then master?"
"We keep going. If we run into whoever or whatever it is that snatched Caewon we try to capture them or it."
I hope the others aren't having this hard of a time.
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/3/29 19:55
1966 4
| Not all red-skinned winged creatures are evil denizens of the abyss. The Archane are one such example benevolent and kind, defenders of the weak they act as guardians and enforcers of the Gods of light. They are powerful warriors and equally powerful wielders of magic. They like all scions are imbued with their masters power and are an investment of divine energies...few enemies can even hope to survive an encounter with these mighty beings. Archane have no names and those that do have earned them through heroic deeds (Considering their power heroic is saying something). There are no Archane females and as divine creations there are no younglings, they have been known to fall in love with mortals and have cross bred with them on even rarer occasions. Archane are immortal and also divine and as such are immune to weapons of level 2 or less. Mortal weapons even those as powerful as nuclear or anti-matter simply have no effect on them and serve only to enrage them. Conventional and non-conventional damage weapons are simply useless. So powerful are Archane that they have been known to destroy small fleets of Starships singlehandedly and at least one documented Archane is responsible for wiping out an invading force of 150,000 men in just under an hour. One survivor of an encounter with n Archane put it simply...."If you see one of these guys, and he's not on your side, run...just run." |
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| Vengance
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/8/5 22:00
1967 2
| Obsidian dons his Mark 3 armor for the first time with death on his mind. The loss of his unborn twins, and his wife too much to let go he prepares to hunt down and kill the man responsible. |
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| Defiant & DS9
Obsidian TV and Movies 2013/11/18 3:52
1969 3
| Just something to kill some time...I got bored so I decided to do some Trek. |
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| Enterprise-D Bridge
Obsidian TV and Movies 2013/10/7 4:08
1970 0
| A famous bridge from Star Trek, the U.S.S. Enterprise-D had one of the most elegant designs I have ever seen in a starship. |
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| White Valkyrie and Viking Queen Ragnild
Obsidian Original Characters 2021/6/13 7:47
1971 0
| A woman out of time and a warrior chosen by Odin himself are counted among the myriad of heroes in the 5 galaxies and these ladies are to be respected and feared by those who would do evil. White Valkyrie and the Viking Queen Ragnild are both incredibly powerful and incredibly skilled. |
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| The favor
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/11/6 22:08
1972 3
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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| The Guyver Redux
Obsidian Other Comics 2014/4/13 16:22
1972 4
| After looking over my old Guyver image I thought it would be nice to bring the image up to date especially now that I have greater skill and a larger inventory and therefore greater options. |
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| Time Lord-The professor
Obsidian Sci-fi 2018/1/11 7:34
1982 2
Playing around with a Time Lord generator and came up with this lady...I researched the rest cuz ---I don't fucking know why. But there's some shit in here you NEVER knew about a TARDIS...believe me it was all news to me.
The Professor
Original Gallifreyan name is Paruan and back on Gallifrey before the time war, she led a simple life as a Professor of Cosmic Science at the Prydon Academy– after graduating. The time wars changed that and she was needed in battle until she was trapped in a time loop unable to escape until a tear in time somehow wrenched free. Now she, like the Doctor, travels Time and Space in search of adventure!
Upon her release from the time loop she and Nesrin found themselves in 16th century Japan where The Professor saved the life of a Samurai warrior named Yuriitto Toranaga, who then swore a life debt to her, and has served as her companion and bodyguard for some time.
She has traveled extensively through time and encountered what she believed was a defunct Library drone whose sole purpose is gathering and storing information…it also turns out that it has quite an usual sense of humor.
The Professor is in her second regeneration cycle and is quite young for a Time Lord. Unlike the Doctor she is not quite as eccentric, although she is a bit quirky, and while she has hinted that her last mission during the time wars was something dark and sinister she will not say what that dreaded mission was. The professor is well aware that the time war is over, and that she cannot return to Gallifrey as the entire planet has somehow gone missing. She has traveled to many of the former bases the Time lords used during the war only to find them empty and long abandoned. She knows nothing of the Doctor's whereabouts or that he may have had anything to do with Gallifrey's disappearance although she has gained knowledge of his exploits in her travels.
The Professor uses a female Type 105 TARDIS (Time Dreadnought) named "Nesdrin" which is in peak working condition. Like all TARDISes she is alive, and sentient with a soul. It is extremely dangerous to look into the soul of a TARDIS. This type of TARDIS has an external appearance in the form of a moving, talking, living being, usually humanoid in form and indistinguishable from the real thing. In order for operators and passengers to be able to enter or exit this type of TARDIS, a door opens up along a crack which appears vertically in the middle of its body, widening with each half of its body appearing on either side. Combined with its chameleon circuit, the TARDIS can change its appearance and gain or lose traits such as Attractive, Distinctive, Unremarkable, Unattractive, and even Alien features at will. It may also take on a TARDIS’s more traditional inanimate disguises if it or its operator so wishes. Because the 105 possesses a humanoid form and is capable of communicating directly with 3-dimensional beings (such as Gallifreyans or Humans) as well as 5-dimensional beings (such as other models of TARDIS). Part of their minds is organic and functions as a 4-dimensional anchor into Normal-Space. The professor and her TARDIS are bonded genetically but they are also close friends. It is worth noting that the Professor may call the shots but the Nesdrin does not require her to navigate space and time or to initiate time jumps. Simply put Nesdrin travels with the Professor is quite because she is quite fond of her as both a friend and mentor.
The first TARDIS of this series (the 102) was created when a “Faction Paradox” designed receiver owned by a human, was connected to a type 40 TARDIS owned by the Time Lord known as "The Doctor". This new type of TARDIS, designated "Compassion", was unique and incapable of being replicated.
The type 103 TARDIS was created shortly afterward using the type 102 as the mother. These TARDISes were specifically bred to be more aggressive and became the standard TARDIS for any Time Lord in the time war.
The type 104 was created in an attempt to fine tune the type 103. They are equipped with a smaller version of the power source known as "The eye of Harmony" and as such are able to function without a connection to the main eye located on Gallifrey. This generation was created to fight the Daleks in the time war and is equipped with weapons capable of erasing an entire star system from history.
The Type 105, like the 104-Form, possesses powerful recessive genes from the original 102-Form that had been "re-activated" to make them more powerful than their predecessors. Also, like the 104, the 105s were designed to be both male and female. Certainly they were significantly more advanced than the 103.
Each Time Dreadnought was equipped with hundreds of copies of Gallifrey's Prime Eye of Harmony, allowing them to carry and discharge hundreds of times as much power. The first Time Dreadnought was designed to directly combat the Daleks Time Saucers and DARDIS capsules and is well equipped to do so.
Conceived within the space-time vortex and raised on bases and colony worlds of the Time Lords.
Mark IX console installed.
Holographic scanner.
Temporal Surveillance System: This allows a TARDIS to continually collect and store all data observed by its sensors. This data was then to be uploaded to the Matrix. Using the Matrix's processing abilities this data could be used to render visual and audio images for events occurring anywhere within its collection field (at least several miles) even if the event in question was deep underground. Despite not becoming available till after the Mark IX Refit, this function was retroactively installed in all capsules running earlier refits by Gallifreyan technicians at the first available opportunity.
Automatic Architectural Reconfiguration Program: Allows the Professor, and Nesdrin to alter the internal living space.
Enhanced self-repair mode:
Cell Regeneration Vault: For the pilot and passengers located in its medical-bay
Telepathic Circuits: Allows the Time Lord to have a stable reality quotient when altering history.
Possess all the interpretive, adaptive and responsive intelligence of normal TARDIS, but with enhanced aggression.yeah that's what we tried to
Are capable of thinking and communicating like a living growing biological creature.
Nesdrin Can predict every thought in a lesser species mind with an accuracy of 97%.
Powered by hundreds of block-transfer copies of the Eye of Harmony.
Nesdrin can exert complete physical control over any lesser species that enters them.
Capable of blending into a time zone by reshaping exo-shell to match the local inhabitants. Default appearance is a human approx. 1.64 meters tall.
Capable of accessing all space-time points within the Time Lords' Noosphere of understanding.
Equipped with a Chaotic Limiter which adjust the crew's effect on History by changing their reality quotient. The Limiter is set for lower settings for scouting missions and higher settings for assaults. It is possible when using the Chaotic Limiter, that a TARDIS could effectively render its crew invisible.
Can Key objects to it's Dematerialization Matrix, allowing them to dematerialize and re-materialize them in any location/time at will, regardless of the distance or intervening obstacles.
Tribophysical Waveform Macro Kinetic Extrapolator-based Force-Field (say that three time fast). When connected to the massive dimensional energy of the Heart of the TARDIS, the Extrapolator generates a powerful force-field that can deflect energy, and many of the temporal weapons used by the Daleks in the Time War. It can also enhance the transducer power cells allowing the TARDIS to lock onto a target and drain its energy. This enhancement can also be used to speed up the refueling of a TARDIS's Heart should power from it's hundred of Eye of Harmony power cells be unavailable.
Tuckson-"Jacker" beam weapon: When set to broad spectrum, the Tuckson-Jacker Energy can tractor a TARDIS out of the Vortex and into real space. When set to pulse-mode, the Tuckson-Jacker Energy bursts are capable of penetrating even a TARDIS's Force Field. A successful hit renders both the TARDIS and the Time Lord operator incapacitated. Any Lesser humanoid species aboard will instead be killed outright.
Artron Cannon: A powerful beam weapon powered by Artron energy.
Equipped with a Vortex Lance which is also standard on all War TARDISes. At short range, the cannon is capable of killing an Eternal. A more general configuration of this weapon includes the ability to release an Omni-directional psychic blast of Artron Energy by opening a direct wormhole to the Prime Eye of Harmony on Gallifrey. Designed to destroy any Timeships within the blast radius, the blast will also kill any Chronovores in the area. Blast radius 1,000 km
Time Warp Silos: Can fire any of the following:
Earthshock Bombs: Each bomb consists of fission/fusion devices that create a tiny hole in the Space-Time Continuum. This creates massive amounts of radiation and intertemporal shock waves. These weapons were occasionally mounted on Type 40 TARDISes around the time of the Doctor's birth and were capable of reducing large asteroids to rubble.
Time Torpedoes: They take a little over 30 seconds for them to reach their target. When they detonate, their target is frozen in a microsecond of space-time for several centuries. These weapons are capable of breaching even a TARDIS's defenses
Klypstromic Warheads: When detonated, the warhead irradiates the local area of the Space-Time Vortex blocking any TARDIS's entry into the Vortex for a span of 5 million years. This makes space-time travel difficult, if not impossible.
Doomsday Probes: Release a 5 second Entropy wave that will destroy all life in an entire sector of space. |
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Obsidian Fantasy 2015/8/27 19:36
1982 2
| Who do you think would win...does anybody know anything about Warduke? It doesn't matter my money is always on Conan. |
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| Iron-Man Ascndance
Obsidian Marvel Comics 2013/10/5 10:03
1985 2
| Originally created as an avatar, this image came out much better than I had hoped. |
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| Omega
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/5/23 3:00
1985 4
Omega
The sole survivor of the Omega Corps, she is now the only wielder of the mysterious Omega Force. Her power is the combined strength of hundreds of thousands of Omega troopers...each of whom possessed the power to destroy stars. What will she do with her strength her power? Rachel Evans of Earth has no clue, no designs, no plan. For now she is content to travel the stars with the universe as her playground. Her spirit light and her heart open she will take life as it comes, with no responsibilities and no burdens...for now.
Rachel makes no world her home and calls few people her friend. What rachel is unaware of is the the very being who decimated her Corps is coming and will not rest until it has devoured the Omega force and obtains its power. With no Corps to aid her she must form another...before it is too late.
It was not long ago that Rachel Evans was a simple colony girl on the outer rim of the Milky Way galaxy. She was only 14 years old when she was recruited into the Omega corps. The Omega Force chose her even though she was still quite young. With her parents permission she began her training and underwent the numerous genetic modifications to become and OMega Trooper. Omega troopers are nearly invulnerable and immortal with abilities far in excess of normal men and women of the species they represent. The grand masters of the Corps were astonished by her ability to harness the Omega Force and how quickly she learned the skills needed to be a galactic law enforcement agent. In truth Rachel was later revealed to be the nexus, a unique being with the power to harness the raw power of the Omega Force, and capable of wielding it's power without the need for the Omega Bands that other Corps members used. Rachel could also use the Omega Force for various effects as mages use magic. The Omega bands only allow their wielders to create energy constructs, but rachel could manipulate the Omega power with much greater versatility.
During the cataclysm Rachel was trapped in another dimension. She returned to find her Corps decimated and her fellow troopers all dead. There were no clues as to who could do such a thing and it took many years fro Rachel to accept that she was the last. NOw she travels the vastness of space helping those she can. |
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| Enter the spider
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/11/23 17:51
1985 3
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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Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/5 0:39
1987 1
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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Obsidian Marvel Comics 2015/1/21 19:44
1989 2
| Just something I've been working on |
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Obsidian TV and Movies 2014/8/21 11:17
1995 6
| 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
1997 2
| 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 Sci-fi 2014/7/12 21:05
1999 3
Mages are quite common place these days, though licensing, energy signature scanners, and strict enforcement have made them less of a mystery. To practice magic professionally requires several years of schooling and a degree in Archaic Science additionally to teach magic requires a permit and an Associates Degree in Teaching. The scientific precision of Magic initially astounded scientists who thought it the fanciful imaginings of the barbaric and superstitious. Imagine their surprise the day it was publicly acknowledged as a legitimate field of scientific study. Magic is not chaotic as it turns out and when used properly has very regular and predictable results. Currently the study of magic is a pre-requisite to anyone wishing to have a career in any field of scientific study. Through scientific research in modern times the effectiveness of spells has increased greatly the four greatest colleges currently teaching magic are located on earth and not surprisingly consist of Harvard, Princeton, Yale and Columbia Universities.
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/3/11 8:30
2002 1
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/21 13:31
2002 6
| 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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Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/9/1 21:54
2006 4
| 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 Monthly and other challenges 2014/3/3 12:11
2007 6
| Something for a recent challenge still not quite sure if this is where I should be submitting it but these three guys are principally responsible for my love of comics and for me becoming an artist. |
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Obsidian Marvel Comics 2014/10/28 14:30
2007 4
Obsidian travels to the marvel universe to warn the heroes there of impending danger. In that universe his childhood heroes are very real as is the threat he has come to warn them about. Encountering Spider-Man first he explains that Dominion has arrived to secure the assistance of the mightiest Villains in Marvel history starting with Dr. Doom. Spider-man is quick to set up a meeting with the avengers and despite being positively star struck Obsidian knows they must stop this threat to their universe and his own.
Seriously folks what would you do if you were face to face with your childhood heroes? |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/5/28 5:24
2010 7
On his many travels across the Multiverse obsidian has come across some of the most notable people in all of sci-fi so it is no surprise to find that he counts Major Matoko Kusanagi among his many allies. Although since she is a police officer Obsidian defers to her authority while visiting her world. In truth Obsidian is not overly fond of cyborgs feeling too much is lost for what little is gained. Especially when power armor can give you the same advantages without having to sacrifice body parts...Besides which the full prosthetic cyborgs on this world could never harness magic. And technology is incredibly susceptible to Technomancy spells having no defense against such magics at all..
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| Banshee's Wail Final Cover Approved.
Obsidian Sci-fi 2014/5/12 20:40
2010 1
| the final cover has been approved and described as "A True Work of Art" I'm so happy to have yet another satisfied Customer. |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/5/9 14:44
2013 2
Buying a robot horse is a lot like buying a car. There are many models with dozens of options available. Everything from luxury models like the Centaur, to economy class like the Stallion and even flight capable models like the Icarus. With right documents and credentials you can even get the well armed heavy duty Apocalypse. All models are subject to credit check, and finance terms and restrictions may apply.
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Obsidian Original Characters 2013/11/11 13:33
2016 0
Obsidian Mask unveils his newest Sky Cycle...the Z-12 Spydraer.
Twin VRS 20mm cannons
One 10 mm AM auto cannon
One 40mm Rail cannon
Six AM Mini Torpedoes
Four Sub-Light Micro fusion drives
The cycle boasts a full sensore package with a range of 8,000 KM. No maximum range. Micro Deflection grid. Top speed is Mach 5.5 with a maximum speed of .999 Lightspeed with Deflection array engaged and Counter inertia protocols in use.
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/4/10 14:26
2016 2
| 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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