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| Lillun Hangar
 Obsidian  2015/7/30 14:28
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| In the Mani Hangar of the SS Lillun Obsidian and a couple of clones perform maintenance on the various vehicles he uses regularly. Inside the Hangar is a cargo EM transporter and plenty of cargo space designed to retrieve Obsidian's various vehicles and can be used to retrieve vehicles as large as the Lillun's shuttles.. The hangar is located in the belly of the Lillun. |
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| Things to come
Obsidian 2015/7/29 13:06
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| A preview of things to come...The Spectre will be no more...I give you the Wraith. |
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| All in the past
Obsidian 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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| have a seat
vash99 2015/7/27 0:20
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| something i did for fun just trying to get my creative juices moving again the loss of my brother has effected me more then i though so its hard to focus but i am trying |
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| JINKY IN REAL LIFE! by Jinky Coronado
JinkyCoronado 2015/7/26 16:40
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At Comic-Con San Diego this month, a Heromorph fan came by and bought my BANZAI GIRL and EXPOSURE books. (THANK YOU SO MUCH!)
As I was signing them, he said, "I never expected that you really looked like your picture -- or your character."
I laughed and showed him a bunch of my pictures that I sign at shows...and even did s sketch for him on the inside cover of the BANZAI GIRL volume 1. Hope you enjoyed the book. I enjoy being known as BANZAI GIRL!
(Photo courtesy of Don Feenerty)
Hugs,
-- Jinky
www.jinkycoronado.com
Photo © 2015 Jinky Coronado |
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Obsidian 2015/7/25 13:20
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In his time during the Millennium Wars, Obsidian was trained by the reclusive Oni, a race of blue skinned beings whose entire world resembles something out of fuedal Japan. Obsidian was trained in espionage, disguise, infiltration, sabotage, and assassination. to call him a Ninja is an understatement his elven abilities and agility makes him more than just anassassin. Having been bested by at least two combatants Obsidian returns to his roots and hones his skills to deadly perfection.
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| On the hunt
Obsidian 2015/7/25 8:59
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| My next lead takes me to a factory on a remote system on the edge of the Hadean galactic rim. The troops there are well armed and armored. They never see me coming, and it's a slaughter...I know I'm supposed to be a "Hero" but today I'm on a missions from my clan and they require an assassin...Sorry Sarah, but I told you I wasn't a hero and beside I have a lot of history with the Hadeans and lost a lot of friends to them in combat. After the War their government was in shambles and several splinter groups appeared withing their system that rule independent sectors. This one is in bed with Razor's boss Nechronos. After accessing their computers it's confirmed, several billion credits along with arms and equipment were shipped here. The question is though, shipped from where? I get a line on the source, good thing for me they keep records, but it's probably a front, no matter Ray will get to the heart of it. I signal the Lillun and meet at the designated rendezvous coordinates. Razor may have escaped but as long as I live he won't be able to stop running and there is nowhere he can hide from me. |
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Obsidian 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 2015/7/22 1:19
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Harley has a major conniption, as soon as i tell him of the Clan's decision, but he relents and accepts it. "Besides" he adds "She's kinda cute."
With that out of the way I manage to get back on track and hunt down that bastard that took my arm. We finally track him down to a lava type planet within the Hadean Galaxy and under cloak. The lead indicates that he'll be in a refinery that has discovered a rich vein of Mythril. The same metal the sword he used to remove my arm was made of. Harley and I head planet side and begin hunting our quarry. No sooner do we hit planetside when we are greeted by not less than 4 heavily armed hired guns.
In a pitched battle we manage to finish them off and since there's a shit load of lava getting rid of the corpses is easy.
The suddenly, out of nowhere Harley lets out a scream, I turn to see him holding his stomach and standing a few feet away is Razor!
"Ha Ha Ha, Looks like your Chunin is still a little green."
"You got joke I see, I'll have you smiling out of the other side of your face."
"I see you got your arm fixed....Cybernetics huh? I should've known that cutting off a limb even one you couldn't heal wouldn't slow you down. New armor too? Looks like I made you rethink your whole strategy. Well you're not underestimating me anymore now are you?"
"I'm going to slit your throat and watch you bleed out as i watch the life fade from your eyes."
"That's a bit dark for you Obsidian...but then maybe that's who you really are. How about this, I kill your friend here while you watch!"
He raises his sword to land the killing blow when a purple blur lands in front of Harley blocking the deadly strike, and for a moment Razor looks stunned.
"Lady Orchid?"
"None other you bastard."
"What have you to do with these Gaijin?"
"You will not harm that which is mine!!! If you so much as touch one more hair on his head you WILL deal with me, and we both remember how that went last time don't we? Yes, you remember it like it was yesterday, only this time I won't be as merciful."
I can only stand there in stunned silence and while my mouth utters the phrase "DAFUQ?" no sound ever escapes my lips. Zaeerah? It can only be her and apparently she has beat Razor at some point. I'm floored, I assumed the Clan sent me some rookie Genin but I should have known better.
"Very well Lady Orchid, you can have your precious little Chunin his day, maybe I'll kill him later."
"If you come near him again I'll carve out your heart and show it to you while it's still beating."
"Until we meet again Obsidian..."
Razor turns and bolts off.
Enraged I scream "Not this time you son of a bitch..." and tear off after him. I give chase and he leads me on but good but there's no escaping me this time...He manages to give me the slip and makes it to his ship...I pull out my pistol and lock an anti-matter grenade. I pull the trigger and his tiny ship explodes into dust. As I admire my handiwork the Lillun calls me and informs me that another ship just jumped to hyperspace... Dammit, he got away again!!!! The Lillun can't jump to hyperspace, no hyperdrive, a critical flaw I intend to fix. Until next time you bastard.
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Obsidian 2015/7/22 0:38
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In my office I ask Moonshadow to join me to seeif her sources have located Razor or his employer. Hot on her heels Zaeerah storms in... This is gonna be great.
Immediately the lionesses begin fighting and Moonshadow begins with the first salvo
"Um excuse me child, who are you and what are doing?"
Zaeerah responds in elvish...I'm guessing to add insult to insult?
"Auta miqula orqu!" [go kiss an orc!]
"Dalhar mir dosst ooble' ph'telanthaad!" [Child, hold your tongue, adults are speaking!]
It's worth noting that being called a child is a major insult to elves....all elves.
"Ista sta sad yaxi" [Mind your place cow]
Aaaaand that's when I interject before the little elf gets her head cu off in front of me.
"Enough! We have important matters to discuss and neither of them has anything to do with this."
"Ula... elg,caress!" [Fine...Bitch!]
The words no sooner escape Moonshadow's mouth when the reply bursts from Zaeerah's own.
"I'quelin Mori'Quessier naa ba Mori'Quessir." [The only good drow is a dead drow.]
and just like that the little elf has let her mouth write a check her ass couldn't cash. Before I can can utter a sound Zaeerah is sent bouncing off the wall behind her with a single punch and her unconscious body falls limply to the floor.
"Aw crap, Moonshadow!...Captain to Sickbay can you send a medic to my office on the double?"
"Aye sir on our way."
Moonshadow looks over at Zaeerah and her quickly swelling left eye..and a look of shame spreads across her face.
"I-I shouldn't have done that. Mortals are so fragile, I should've known better. I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry, what you must think of me."
"Nah, I get it...and now so does she. We can continue this briefing later, lets all just take a break."
"yes, that's a good idea."
only a moment after my office empties, I get a private call, on a secure chanel. To my surprise it's Master Takashi leader of the Djinok Oni ninja clan that trained me...and I know they're gonna ask a favor...and I'm gonna have to say yes..Clan first and all that.
"Master Takashi, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Jonin Michaels, I am calling concerning your recent rise to power in the Sathari Empire."
"Anything for the clan master."
"I'm glad you feel that way because we have arranged a marriage for you, one that will solidify our pact and ensure a foothold in the Sathari Galaxy."
"Waitasecond Master, I know my obligations well and they most certainly excluded arranged marriages. I will happily include your Kunoichi, in my cabinet but I will not let the clan arrange a marriage for me."
"I'm glad you know your obligations so well Jonin, but this bride isn't for you. It is for your chunin, Harley."
"Shit. Um sorry that just slipped out."
"Understandable, but nevertheless he also knows his obligations and unlike you he is not exempt from this."
"Very well, I will inform him of the clan's decision, where can we meet the Kunoichi and what is her name?"
"I believe the Kunoichi is with you already, amd elf by the name of ..."
"ZAEERAH?"
"Your powers of deduction serve you well Jonin, I leave this matter in your capable hands."
With that he hangs up and I am in so much shit right now...Harley is gonna freak out. |
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Obsidian 2015/7/19 21:37
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| After determining that we're going to be entering the Hadean Galaxy I figure I need some upgrades.. So it's off to R&D and Ray does not let me down. The new armor is a hybrid between my light power armor and my old heavy high capacity armor. The power-sinks are gone and this armor could easily take a one megaton nuke at ground zero and the radiation afterwards. I figure since Razor bested me with blades i'd do to him what I did to lady Malice...I change the game... the energy blade function may not cut through anything like my Infinitium one but it requires a different style of fighting that I'm certain Razor isn't familiar with, and even if he is my new armor is more resistant to slicing attacks than my last one and he won't be removing anything. |
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vash99 2015/7/16 23:09
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| i did this pic for a local art showing |
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Obsidian 2015/7/9 6:22
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The fight with Razor is quick and decisive, and I don't come out on top. the battle costs me...dearly. I feel like an idiot, I rely on my armor too much instead of my skills, and Razor took advantage of that, he really did his homework and I'm lucky to be alive. Had it not been for the spellcasting ability granted by my sword I'd be dead. I escape to the Lillun's bridge but my wounds are too great and I lose consciousness. I awaken in the Med Bay with a worried Moonshadow whodidn't use her power to heal me oddly enough, and a Medic clone tending to my injuries.
"High Justiciar, don't move just stay still. It's going to take time to recover."
"What happened?"
"You were badly injured, by powerful magic."
"Why am I reading a new interface? It says Prosthetic status."
"Your arm, was missing when you arrived on the bridge, we assume you lost it in your battle. Whatever magic affected you has made regeneration impossible and we're not able to make a synthetic replacement either."
"Gods Damn you Razor!"
Among elves is it very shameful to have prosthetics of any kind it demonstrates profound stupidity and is viewed with ridicule...I'll make Razor pay for this. But I can't help but wonder what magic could prevent regeneration? My thought is interrupted by the song of an angel..and instantly I am at ease.
"Relax darling, the doctor has done exemplary work and you'll be on your feet within a day."
"Moonshadow, how did you...?"
"You are someone important to me and I always know when those I care about are in danger or when they are seriously hurt. I tried to heal you myself but the magic was just too powerful...even for me. I'm just glad your doctor was one of my father's medics."
"Yeah the entire crew was a gift from him, in payment for a job."
"I know all about the Infinity-Man incident. Father ordered us to stay out of it."
"What the hell kind of magic stops divine power? I thought mortal magics were nothing compared to yours."
"This magic is not mortal. Who did this to you? What happened exactly?"
I rundown the whole thing and Moonshadow comes up with a brilliant idea: We run the data from my scanners and discover that the magic on Razor's sword is definitely divine...Goodbye arm.
As soon as I get out of here I'm going to turn every resource available to this little problem and Razor will see me again. And next time i won't underestimate him.
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Obsidian 2015/7/7 14:03
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Moonshadow has returned to her father's side to use his resources to discover more about Nechronos. In the meantime I am investigating the disappearance of an entire ship's crew from a Sathari freighter which was carrying medical supplies. There no trace of anyone but as I step into the bridge of the small craft I hear the slightest sound, and I can feel someone watching me. I turn quickly top discover...to my surprise...an old adversary.
"Obsidian heheheh, you're looking well" he says slyly, "I did not expect to encounter you all the way out here in Sathari space. Whatever are you doing here?"Lol
Razor was once a member of the same Oni ninja clan that trained me...until he went rogue and decided to go freelance. We sparred a, lot and I was never able to beat him instead suffering multiple defeats at his hands...one of which nearly got me killed. He will not underestimate me as others have.
"Razor, did you not hear? I am Lord high justiciar of the Sathari empire. I would've thought you'd be up on that. Sloppy, not doing your research, master Takashi would be disappointed. Is this your handiwork brother?"
"You don't get to call me that, not ever! You cost me everything!"
"Actually I believe master Takashi said you cost yourself. What did he say? Ah yes "for me talking a life is a burden but for you taking a life is less than air."
"Hah, yes, that was just below I killed him. To think he was going to make you, an outsider a Jonin. Apponted as his second in command yet...never! Now I can never return to my clan."
"That reminds me, you know they want you dead right?"
"Let me guess they sent you to kill me?"
"No but I'll gladly take the job."
He draws his blade, my optics reveal it as class 4 Mythril, meaning enchanted and nearly as strong as infinitium...nearly but not quite. My golden sword shimmers in the darkness, my scanners detect...acid...dropping from his sword...Damn...that is probably one of only 3 things my armor is vulnerable to. Acid, slashing weapons and cold. He had done his homework. This fight is going to be bloody. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/29 9:59
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After Moonshadow makes hamburger out of the two specialists (A sight that would give a mortal man nightmares) we finally meet with her father. Four foot three inches tall and deliberately unassuming this minuscule bastard could wipe out the entire galaxy on a whim if he felt the impulse to do so. I can't see his face behind that mask but I know he pissed at seeing me and with his eldest daughter yet. He's really pissed about that contract he doesn't like overlooking loopholes I'm guessing. Moonshadow wraps her arm around my waste and holds me tightly and if I could see the look on his face I'm certain it would be rage. She looks coldly at him behind her lenses and her voice sounds like metal through her mask. Her words frustrate him and I find out that he truly is a man of his word, and he gave his word to his children. "I know you have had dealings with this Man father, but you gave your word that you would never harm or interfere with anything or anyone that is important to me and that you would support whatever union I chose."
"9000 years ago I made that promise and this one was to be one of us...and while it looks like you have accomplished with romance what I could not through deception. Fine I will remember my promise. Obsidian, if you hurt her...I will hurt you...I will really hurt you."
"Father!"
"Yes dear, I know you are more than capable of hurting him yourself. Is this something serious sweetheart?"
Sweetheart? I am seeing a Paternal side of the Black Mantis I didn't know existed.
"No Father but it may become something he is after all immortal."
"Obsidian, you have been through two marriages, I hope if you decide to do it again it will last substantially longer than the others."
I'm confused, I didn't bring up anything about relationships and I'm feeling a bit on the spot. My words are a jumble of stuttering and idiocy.
"Um yeah of course, I mean we're not serious like that yet but if it er happens I um yeah."
Real smooth dumbass.
"Very good then, Moonshaddow I will see you soon I hope? You rarely visit and your step mother misses you."
"Yes father, and tell Raven I said I'll be by soon."
With that he actually raises his mask as does she and kisses her on the cheek. I'm glad nobody can see my mouth wide open because this is not the bloodthirsty Black Mantis I know.
Slowly I turn to Moonshadow, still stunned from what I just saw...I can only ask:
"Dafuq was that?"
Moonshadow just smiles (that million dollar smile that just makes me melt) and says
"Oh that? Well after you wigged out on me at my place I figured I'd ease your mind a bit with my father. Long ago he made each of us a promise that he'd never hurt us and that meant never harming anything or anyone important to us. You're important to me, I haven't met too many elves like you...there's just something different about you, most elves are so conceited but not you, and it's obvious my father sees it too or he wouldn't be trying so hard to recruit you."
"So you're only interested because he is?"
"No darling, but it definitely makes things more interesting and now you don't have to worry about my father interfering with your life anymore although he might want to go fishing sometime hahahahaha"
Her laughter is like droplets of rain and tinkling bells, is their nothing about her that isn't magical? Okay I buy it for now and just looking at her figure and listening to her voice is every reason to, I know what you're thinking but like I said before Luminesti cannot be enthralled.
"Okay lady, so where do we go from here?"
"How about we find out why those guys wanted to kill us?" |
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| Resolute
efindel 2015/6/28 15:38
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| A Supergirl expy for a Mutants & Masterminds campaign I'm about to start up in. Appropriately enough, based on one of my previous Supergirl renders, but with the costume recolored, and the render done in LuxRender. Composited with background and color adjusted in Gimp. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/26 23:43
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| A lone signal in the depths of space is picked up by the SS Lillun. Obsidian Mask investigates only to discover the signal is quite ancient and the lone stranded survivor who sent it is no more than bones and dust. It is a sad lonely sight on this barren wasteland of a planet, with few resources the castaway could not have lasted for more than a few months. Within the emergency shelter are dried food rations and the nearby water would is clean enough, but without a Matter Replication unit there was little hope for long term survival. The items will be cataloged and since this is an earth vessel the IGFW will be informed and allowed to enter Sathari Space to retrieve the escape craft. Odd though, this barren rock is several hundred light years from any Earth colonies how could it have drifted so far away and how long was that survivor in that pod before finally landing here? Some questions will have to be left to the experts. Obsidian will simply call this one: Case Closed. |
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| The quarrel
hiram67 2015/6/23 23:20
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hiram67 2015/6/23 23:19
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Obsidian 2015/6/19 17:26
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Shortly after discovering who Moonshadow was and her subsequent parentage, we headed off to meet dear old dad. Only to have a run in with some new upstart super-villain wannabe calling himself Nechronos. Self proclaimed master of time. He got away but left some flunkies I was certain he didn't like because why send them after me unless you don't like them...I mean it's a death sentence. However, coming after me it seems is nothing compared to the life ending mistake of coming after the daughter of the Multiverse's Greatest Assassin. Before I can reach for my gun 12 deadly killers are reduced to several corpses and a couple piles of underterminate matter. One of them was imploded, another turned literally inside out, three more are just dead without a single wound (presumably by magic) and the rest are either skewered, shot or slashed to pieces. From an assassin's point of view it's a wonder to behold a true work of deadly art. From a passerby it looks like hell on earth. I never fired a shot just stood there with my mouth open thankful no one could see the dumbfounded expression on my face. This is I think to myself, is how a creature with divine power does death and it make what I do look like a child playing with a book of matches...potentially dangerous but hardly deadly. In a moment it's over and I look at Moonshadow standing there covered in blood and remains and she giggles girlishly commenting on how she must look a mess (That's putting it mildly)with a flick of her wrist there's a gentle flash of light and all the blood and entrails are simply gone.
"How, did you...?"
"It's simple spell I call Fresh and Clean."
"Sister I'm not talking about your outfit, I'm talking about the dozen dead guys at your feet, by your hands."
"Daddy insisted we all learn how to fight, on all fronts, Magic, Melee, Ranged, and Psionic. I was the best of his girls...so I was given the ability to cast spells with but a though and bestowed the mantle of Demi-God. I hope you don't think too differently of me."
"Well, maybe just a little...yeah."
The words are no sooner out of my mouth when what I assume is two specialists arrive, they don't look too happy about the condition of their friends and they look like they could give me a run for my money...but not today. No sir today my lady friend here is gonna make them wish they had never been born. As Moonshadow turns to face them with her swords drawn I kick back and say: "Hey honey, I'm just gonna sit this one out. You don't mind do ya?"
Without missing a beat she smiles and says "No dear you just take it easy I'll only be a sec."
A bad day for these two guys...a really bad day.
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Obsidian 2015/6/17 10:01
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The SS Lilun follows the SSV Normandy to a nearby MASS Relay, with their final destination being the citadel. The goal is to meet with the council races and possibly convince them that Obsidian Mask and his crew can possibly turn the tide of battle in the galaxy's favor against the Reapers.
Obsidian's fighter follows closely behind in stealth mode.
An interesting side note: I scaled the NOrmandy and the LIllun for this scene using their Docking port doors and it turns out that the ships are the same length. The Lillun obviously is much wider and has more upper and lower decks but basically they're both frigates of the similar keel length and roughly the same width.
For those interested the Lilun's docking port doors are located the the port and starboard of the ships hull and roughly dead center of the ship's mass in line with the main bridge and behind the main sensor arrays. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/14 0:01
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| Cardano was once a highly populated world full of sentient life. None know where the entire population went but researchers have uncovered evidence that leads them to believe that the entire population disappeared all at once and without warning. The IGFW has quarantined this planet and it is illegal to set foot on it without a permit. Emergency landings may be permitterd but are ill advised. Archaological teams have determined that the people who once lived here were a species of female humanoids who possibly reproduced asexually although research has discovered that 2 females are required. it is possible that the species was someform of evolved plant like the Eant, or the Floamph, but as none are around any longer it is difficult to prove. Subterranean exploration is slated to be underway soon but has been held op by opposition from naturalists who wish to leave to planet be. Magical investigations are not allowed at this time and anyone caught using Divination magic within orbit of or on the surface of the planet faces stiff jail time and possible removal of spell ability for several years. Obviously as a quarantined planet it is off limits to all IGFW citizens. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/13 23:48
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| The Namied are a race of aquatic semi-humanoids that most would consider mermaids/men they are actually metamorphic creatures who can live as easily above water as they do beneath it. The posses technology that easily adapted to either atmosphere which has made them front runners in the bid to expand and settle space. They are one of the few species that can survive in planets composed primarily of water or standard type-7 worlds (those that are fit for most humanoid life). They have the capability to shed their tails on land (a process which is nearly instantaneous) and regrow it again underwater. The act of which is a conscious decision but requires no concentration to maintain once complete. Their technology is considered to be at the galactic standard though they do excel where underwater exploration and defense are concerned. |
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| Beta ReVAMP
StarChild 2015/6/11 10:09
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| I'm deep into my next book project so I figured I show you guys some of the other stuff I've been working on in between pages. Upgrade for Beta of the Supremians. Not that anything was wrong with her original look, but this screamed sexy a little more to me. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/7 17:34
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After a few drinks i really begin to let my guard down and things get really wild, the little dark elf knows her way around a man to be certain and every curve is exquisite. Our bodies intertwine like they were meant for each other, and time passes ever so slowly, everything becomes a blur. The voice that was screaming "She's gonna eat your eyeballs!!!" is now screaming "Grab her ass!!!" which I happily comply with. if she's some demonic monster I'm a dead man at this point because this elf is a down right freak, and I savor every moment of it...when all is said and done we collapse, exhausted in each other's arms the bed is a disaster, along with the kitchen, and of course the livingroom in which our little tryst began. The next morning I awaken to the sound of sizzling ....BACON!!! and eggs? I love the Nahmae, they have almost everything you can find from the 21st century especially fresh food. The last time I ate freshly prepared food was during the war...it was some sort of lizard...plant...thing. The Dakkalfar however is cooking, and it smells wonderful. I hop out of the bed wearing just my boxer-briefs and as I walk into the livingroom a glint of gold in a nearby photograph catches my eye. A closer examination reveals the image of... "Flashing" is a process in which a subject's body is equipped with an implant that is used to basically teleport some item directly to the owner, magical versions of flashed items have almost no range so long as the item and owner are in the same dimension. In my case I paid vast quantities of credits to flash all of my combat gear. In an instant I'm in full combat gear. I bull my pistol and grab the picture. I move to the kitchen clearing each room as I go. I do a quick sweep of the kitchen itself. The hot little dark elf is standing over the stove in her white lace gown cooking breakfast. I level the pistol to her head, and while she notices she doesn't react in the slightest.
"That's really no way to say thank you after last night."
I'm not happy, I don't think she's funny right now.
"Okay sister, what the hell is this?"
I hold out the framed photo. She glances at it and kinda smirks.
"Oh that, that's just a picture of my father why?"
"SAY WHAT!?!?" the words leap from my mouth without my knowledge.
"THE FREAKING BLACK MANTIS IS YOUR FATHER HOW, WHY, UH!?!? My head can't wrap around the fact that I just slept with The Black Mantis' daughter.
"Calm down" She says in a sing song tone "it's not like he's not watching or anything, and besides I'm a grown woman."
"Okay I enjoyed the mysteriousness at first but I need to know now...what is your name?"
"Oh I totally forgot I got so into the game" she snickers, "My name is Moonshaddow Longarrow."
"You're his eldest daughter, why didn't you tell me?"
"Would it have made a difference?"
"Um yeah! Multiverse's Greatest Assassin!!!! What part of that is just cool, and not something to completely freak out about?"
"Listen Luminesti, I do not answer to my father, and I do not have anything to do with what he does do you understand?"
With that last assertion, I start to calm down.
"I'm sorry, it's just...."
"My father and you have done business huh? Well I can see why, you definitely have skills and being immortal is a plus."
"I just got out of a contract with him that would have made me his servant for all eternity, fortunately or unfortunately as the case may be there was a loophole that cost me the woman I loved...the one that broke my heart. Breaking my heart was the only way out of the contract."
"Wow...just wow. I mean that actually is a new for him and after 10,000 years that's saying something. I'm sorry that you had to go through that but I promise you it had and has nothing to do with me. I am not him and I honestly don't approve of anything he does nor do my brothers and sisters...Except for Bareht who wants to be just like him."
She puts her arms around me and the stress simply fades away. This could be a mistake and my mind goes rampant trying to think of ways he could use this against me in some way. Moonshaddow somehow senses my anxiety and squeezes my tightly.
"It's okay Michael, you're in good hands, come have breakfast...then we can both have some dessert." That sly smirk of hers is magical, and I fall for it and I prbobably will every time. Moonshaddow is an immortal and probably as powerful as a demigod. This is going to be interesting if nothing else
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lordcoyote 2015/6/5 17:13
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REAL NAME: Cassandra Lee Sullivan
OTHER ALIASES: C.L. Sullivan (her pen name)
IDENTITY: secret
CIVILIAN OCCUPATION: Novelist
NATIONALITY: United States
BIRTHPLACE: New York City
MARITAL STATUS: single (has a boyfriend)
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Los Angeles
SPECIES: human (genetic mutant)
AGE: 24
HEIGHT: 5’10”
WEIGHT: ASK AND SHE’LL BEND YOU LIKE A PRETZLE!
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Black
MEASUREMENTS: 44DD/24/38
DESCRIPTION: Ravyne is a tall young woman with a lithe, well-toned physique, large, firm breasts, baby-blue eyes, black waist length hair and a “California tan”.
Ravyne’s costume consists of a halter-top leotard, bicep-length opera gloves, thigh-high stiletto boots with steel reinforced heels and mask. All royal purple. It’s accentuated with a blue sash tied around the hips. The costume is made of a proprietary secret material that, while having the texture and thinness of silk has four times the durability of Kevlar enabling it to resist a great amount of punishment before ripping.
POWERS:
Superhuman strength: of the class 70 range, she’s able to lift, with a little effort a fully loaded M1 Abrams tank.
Invulnerability: Ravyne has been capable of taking high amounts of punishment without serious injury. The upper limits of her durability has yet to be revealed.
Speed, agility, reflexes, high endurance and stamina.
Low level healing factor.
ABILITIES: expert in 8 martial arts. Keen intellect.
HISTORY: At the age of 15 Cassandra was abducted by a serial killer. And would have ended up as merely another victim had her latent mutant powers emerged just as she punched him, breaking the fiend’s neck and instantly killing him. (an incident which still haunts her to this day)
This instilled Cassandra with a driving need to use her powers to protect the innocent and after a few years of training adopted the superheroine identity Ravyne.
PESONALITY: Years of martial arts training has left Ravyne with a powerful self-controlled calm mind. This at times makes her come off as cold and aloof but this is simply due to her need to maintain rigid control over her powers as she’s unable to turn them off in any way. After all, she could easily cause serious injury without meaning to. (imagine the effect on her love life!)
Despite her steely control Ravyne embarrasses rather easily especially in regards to her costume. (her leotard tends to ride up in back)
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Obsidian 2015/6/4 9:21
1503 3
| After a night of carousing, This Dakkalfar who still hasn't told me her name, decides to take me to her place for a night cap. I'm a bit paranoid and immediately my mind starts going through every worst case scenario my imagination can dream up. I don't like secretive women, without exception and this dark elf is about as secretive as can be. Still, she has a nice layout, and her house is pretty cool too. I'm supposed to be relaxing here but I can't just can't seem to overcome 200 years of combat training and adventuring which keeps screaming "She's gonna eat your eyeballs...your cybernetic eyebals!!!!!". I know it may sound silly to someone on the outside but I have seen things that would fool any man and I have run across Succubus, Arachnie, Shapeshifters, and all kind of creatures that all like to disguise themselves as beautiful women and then eat or soul suck the guy dumb enough to fall for that kind of thing. Subtly I scan her with my eyes, to an onlooker it would look like I'm checking her out...I am but not just because she's smoking hot. Yeah come to think of it she is really smoking hot...one could even describe her beauty as unearthly. It's at this point that I (despite the fact my scans say she just an elf) know something's up no woman just looks that hot without magical help. But she has to know she wouldn't be able to charm me with magic. Enthrallment spells don't work on elves...any elf for that matter it one of our greatest benefits well that and being able to see in pitch darkness. Still my instincts aren't usually wrong and I have learned to listen when they're telling me to be cautious...looks like drinks are out...damn I bet she has some choice vodka in there too. |
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Obsidian 2015/6/3 10:15
1460 2
| When one is immortal it stands to reason that one might bear offspring. This is true of even the mightiest of beings. Even the gods sire offspring...it is also true of the Black Mantis. The self proclaimed "Multiverse's Greatest Assassin" has sired many children over 10 millenniums the oldest of which is Moonshadow. A top assassin in her own right she was trained by her father and highly skilled in both the martial and magical arts. Well educated she has the equivalent of at least six PhD's in the realm of Physics, Temporal Mechanics, Genetics, Cybernetics, Computer engineering, and Theoretical physics. She is also well versed in chemistry, and biological engineering. And holds 2 Masters degrees in Archaic science. One for Practical application and one for Arcane Theory. Moonshadow is no idiot nor is she a love struck teenager. In fact at over 9,550 years of age one would hardly call her inexperienced or naive. She does not get involved in her father's afairs and does not normally interfere with the lives of mortals in general. Her interest in Obsidian stems from pure sympathy. She sees him as a other sees a wayward child and at this point a child in pain. Her personality is not well suited to being a matriarch and at her age she sees no distinction between 25 years old and 500 years old both are like children, and both are adults. After his dealings with The Black Mantis Obsidian will of course be incredibly suspicious of her intentions and it will no doubt lead to some explaining on her part. |
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| MAJOR FLAGG
lordcoyote 2015/6/2 17:42
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After gaining super powers from the radiation of a strange meteorite Guy Grissom realized that with great power came great obligation. And thus became the costumed crime fighter Major Flagg vowing to use those powers to protect the innocent and fight for the ideals of peace and freedom.
Now if only he can instill those ideals in his daughter….
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Obsidian 2015/6/2 5:53
1399 2
"Whatsamatter chrome dome? Somebody break your little heart? Cry me a river Luminesti, and honestly, grow up. How old are you 3-400 years old and still acting like you're 85?" The Dakkalfar's word sting, but I have to admit she's right.
"C'mon metalhead, I'll help you get out of that funk that you're in. This is my town and you are in for one helluva good time...asuming you'll step out of that armor, you know the one you wear on the inside and the outside." she says with a smirk poking her finger into my chest plate. Thus far the only elves I have ever interacted with were my own kind and honestly they didn't seem to care for my company very much, like there's something wrong with me, but this little dark elf isn't like that and I gotta say it's a bit refreshing. Maybe ...just maybe, I can let down my guard for a little bit. It's gonna suck like all hell if I'm wrong though. |
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