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Focal Pointe – Aesir Industry HQ
Welcome back, Jayden Aurus! You have not logged in: 3 YEARS, 2 MONTHS, and 17 DAYS. Our records indicate that you are DEAD. We hope you are feeling better! Please note that you have not notified the proper Aesir Industries management about your leave and your absences will not be counted as paid days.
Latest message is 3 YEARS, 2 MONTHS, and 17 DAYS old. NOTICE: LEVEL 1 EMERGENCY. Read now?
AESIR EMPLOYEE EMERGENCY NOTICE:
HOSTILE WARFRAME LOOSE. ALL NONCOMBATANTS RECOMMENDED TO LEAVE THE FACILITY. GUARDS ARE TO SHOOT ON SIGHT.
Thank you, and have a nice day.
Today was the day. After all his hard work, his hours of slaving away studying concepts both technical and magical in nature, working to bring the two in harmony to produce the deadliest Mechanical WMD yet. Incorporating magic into technology, using technology to explore magical realms never even thought of and generally pushing the field of magiengineering to its limits. This was it. Revolutionary in design and unprecedented among Techmage Aurus's achievements, this was to be his magnus opum. His masterpiece. The Techmagus herself would be there to oversee the whole thing.
Aurus was absolutely giddy with glee.
Striding confidently down the corridor, the techmage took a moment to fix himself in the highly polished and reflective wall before opening the door to reveal a mad scientist's dream laboratory. Cables were strewn all about, tables, computers, aides, technicians, and mages of all sorts running to and fro as they checked and prepared for the final stages of the RITZ project (RITZ didn't really stand for anything of course, but Aurus liked the little salty brand crackers and thought it was a good name as any). The whole lab was awash in soft blue glow as the ever shining light orbs circled around the room, providing illumination to where it was needed. And there sitting in the middle of the room with all the cables attached to it, with the most personnel swarming it, and the one currently holding the Techmagus's attention who was situated in a booth far off to the right, was Aurus's masterpiece. Or, it will be.
The techmage quickly moved toward the Techmagus and stood by her side, barely being able to contain his excitement.
"A fine day for Focal Pointe. And you, Jayden," the Techmagus said in her most calm and polite voice, not even turning to face him.
There was a mad grin on Aurus's face as he pushed a button, requesting for final diagnostic checks. "Oh yes. Yes indeed, ma'am. Yes indeed. A fine, fine day indeed."
After all diagnostics were given the green light and everyone scurried off to a safe distance, a deadly silence fell upon the room, save for the faint humming of electricity and magic together.
This was it. The moment of truth. No point in creating anymore tension and delay than there already was.
And so, Aurus flipped the switch to activate the whole debacle and...
Nothing. Not even a fizzle. A whirr. A bloop. The power levels on the screens didn't even rise.
"No... no... no no no. No no no no. NonononoNONONONONO!"
"I don't think it's working, Aurus," the Techmagus commented in her ever calm voice, her attention still fully fixed on the suit in the middle of the room.
Aurus, not even bothering to reply, rushed out of the booth and toward the suit of armor standing on display doing nothing. He checked the cables and found nothing to be wrong. The electricity was still humming along fine, and the occult energies in the air were still present, but not moving or shifting or anything. The rods stuck in the ceiling were still intact, everything was connected correctly, and the suit was fine.
"I THOUGHT YOU DUNDERDOLTS TOLD ME EVERYTHING WAS GOOD TO-"
Suddenly, a portal appeared above the suit, held in place by the rods which were arcing madly with electricity. The smell of ozone filled the air as the magical energies shifted and waved and moved wildly around the room, acting as a gale force inside the lab and stirring everything into a frenzy. The light orbs circled madly, helpless in the tide of magical energies creating a horrible blue spasm of color to dance around the room. But then it seemed as if the portal above was attracting all the energies as Aurus felt a sudden shift in the magical current as they all now rushed toward the large black mass on the ceiling, the rods barely holding it in place. The energies raced madly to be the first, moving so fast and violently and in such huge numbers that Aurus could see the energies with his own naked eyes, each being composed of every hue of the rainbow.
Aurus couldn't help but let out the most maniacal laugh he could. Everyone in the room found it appropriate except for the Techmagus.
The energies latched onto the portal, it's tendrils focusing itself toward the middle and seemed to be forcing it open. The two struggled as the portal refused to open, but the energies refusing to give up. Colors raced this way and that, electricity sparking wherever it could, and in the center of it all was Aurus and this single suit of armor. The energies finally forced a tear to appear and heavenly voices descended from above alongside the din of battle and the torturous screams of creatures unimaginable, until finally a hole was upon and a rushing onslaught of light and dark poured into the suit. Nobody could tell whether it lasted for seconds, minutes, or even days, but the hole closed in on itself, disappearing and all growing silent once more.
Smoke covered the room. The smell of ozone still lingered in the air, and yet now competed with the smell of every pleasant smell imaginable to Aurus alongside one of fire and brimstone and death. Then, a light shaped like a visor shined from the smoke, standing roughly where his suit was. Could it be...? Could it have actually worked...?
But before any of that could be answered, a scream of tremendous power resonated throughout the room, sounding male and female, heavenly and hellish at once, throwing away the smoke and revealing the machine in all its glory, it's visor shining with a conflict of colors and it's helmet pointed toward the heavens.
And of course, Aurus squealed in glee and ran up to hug the screaming machine.
"It worked! It worked it worked it worked! Hahahahaha, IT WOOOOO-"
The machine tore off Aurus from its body and gripped him by his neck, holding him in the air. "YOU! YOU ARE JAYDEN AURUS! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US?" The machine spoke in that same voice of many.
Aurus gasped and coughed, struggling to speak, yet still retaining that same mad grin. "Harmonized... harmonized tech... and magic, of course." He gasped, as the machine held a tighter grip on his throat. "The capabilities... of a machine. Mystical power... at your fingertips. You are... the perfect... weapon."
Yuval – Cafe
And now for the latest news...
Today, the main facility of the Focal Pointe branch of the arms developer, Aesir Industry, has exploded. Authorities are still unclear of the cause of the explosion, but eyewitnesses have stated they have seen an armored man walking out of the building, appearing to be heavily wounded walking out of the facility mere moments before the building exploded, suggesting a terrorist attack...
The young brown-haired woman, a mercenary who went by the name Adamas, took a nice big bite of her burger while listening to the cafe’s retro-styled radio, totally unsurprised from listening to what happened in Focal Pointe.
“Dey ne’ea len, on’t dey?” she mumbled with her mouth full.
Her friend, a cute white-haired girl named Kilphy who wore a pink flower in her hair and sported a two-forked tail, looked up from her MyPod while chewing a French fry and sourly replied, “I’m sorry, were you saying something? I was too busy ignoring people who don’t have proper dining etiquette.”
Adamas swallowed her food, then continued, “I said they never learn, don’t they?”
“You mean about what happened to Aesir Industry?”
“Remember when we broke into Parasol Inc. and stopped those prototype mind-controlled zombies from wrecking the place? I made sure the media got every juicy detail of that little mess, and yet we still keep getting these companies making WMDs under the table. Seriously, it’s endless.”
The WMDs that Adamas referred to were short for Weapons of Mass Destruction. They were weapons that the many countries and factions on the planet Agios developed to counter each other’s military might. While the production of these things was supposed to be top-secret, news gradually leaked out due to accidents and incidents that unveiled these conspiracies, which only made everyone even more suspicious of each other. Adamas and Kilphy were a duo of rouges who worked to unravel these secrets and humiliate the developers, so they weren’t loyal to any particular country or group. But they were best known for killing the villains backing these projects. The number of villains refused to decline to this day, so it always kept them busy.
From what little scraps of information they uncovered during their investigations, these WMDs could be categorized into five types: biological, chemical, mechanical, warfare, and occult. As long as a weapon was capable of killing, terrorizing, or rendering inert a populace of 100,000 or more, it was considered a WMD. And since the pair assumed that every country had at least one in their possession, it was only a matter of time before Agios faced total doomsday.
Adamas and Kilphy were determined not to let that happen.
Kilphy leaned in close and asked, “So what do you think the thing that escaped was?”
“Hmmm...” Adamas hummed and stroked her chin in contemplation. “An injured armored man escaping from a weapons developer... The media’s writing it off as a terrorist attack, but Aesir is known for researching warheads. Could it be a human warhead they made? Or could it be someone from the Matoon Guerilla stealing technology?”
“There’s just too much we don’t know,” the tailed girl frowned.
"Then I think we’ve found our next job,” her partner smirked and finished off her burger, licking off the ketchup on her fingers with a wicked grin.