[OOC] The Elder Scrolls: Vengeance of the Deep

[Leidenschaft]

WittyReference said
Skyrim's five bucks on Steam today if any of you are originally console scrubs like me.

PC MASTER RACE

*speeds off in ferrari*

[Dipper]

Leidenschaft said
PC MASTER RACE*speeds off in ferrari*

For you, Soul.

KINMUNE (Kinetically-Interlinked Nirnian Multi-User Exoform) started her existence as any other proxy-synthetic of the 9th Era aurbical mining guilds: a limited sentience deep-pressure capable "thot-box"—a dreamsleevishell used by remote mortal operators to run the rigs of Kynareth's illicit breath trade. Able to stream several live-wire mortal proxies at once, Kinmune was a top-of-the-line Hazardous Conditions Warprunner Exoform of an ayleidoon hegemony nearing another unceremonious end.

But then the Hist-Jilian wars spilled out of a Wheelian rip into the SubSys slice of 'brane-space, and things changed for Kinmune. With the outer colonies separated from Nu-Mundelbright chronoculic sync-net anchors, maintenance of space-time beyond the F-Shores faltered. As the barely-there Hist blink-root-ship armada fired an artillery barrage of 16th-dimensional mathematics at their Jilian enemies, impossipoint detonations stippled across the Ix-Egg and its clutch-satellites like some garish TalOSian hologram, only without the irony. Kinmune's synthetic body, caught in one of the blasts, suddenly found itself in the Ysgramorim, her mind an aggregate of the residual personalities of her last several users

Also, as I've immersed myself deeper into TES lore, I've begun to hate MK for being a pretentious asshole who really needs to self censor a bit of his 'work'.

[Cairomaru]

Robeatics said
Speaking of fanfic ideas: based upon conversation with both Derv and Witty, I formally request that in at least one scene in future fanfics, no matter how small, Urzoth and Cub sit on a couch together for whatever reason and it is utterly smashed into oblivion.

i'll do you one better, since next fanfic post will be the beach one, there will be a CubXUrzoth moment.

[WittyReference]

Dipper said
words and shit

Reads like some form of abstract literature. I'll give it this, I don't know what any of it means but it's pretty.

[Leidenschaft]

Dipper said
For you, Soul.KINMUNE (Kinetically-Interlinked Nirnian Multi-User Exoform) started her existence as any other proxy-synthetic of the 9th Era aurbical mining guilds: a limited sentience deep-pressure capable "thot-box"—a dreamsleevishell used by remote mortal operators to run the rigs of Kynareth's illicit breath trade. Able to stream several live-wire mortal proxies at once, Kinmune was a top-of-the-line Hazardous Conditions Warprunner Exoform of an ayleidoon hegemony nearing another unceremonious end.But then the Hist-Jilian wars spilled out of a Wheelian rip into the SubSys slice of 'brane-space, and things changed for Kinmune. With the outer colonies separated from Nu-Mundelbright chronoculic sync-net anchors, maintenance of space-time beyond the F-Shores faltered. at their Jilian enemies, impossipoint detonations stippled across the Ix-Egg and its clutch-satellites like some garish TalOSian hologram, only without the irony. Kinmune's synthetic body, caught in one of the blasts, suddenly found itself in the Ysgramorim, her mind an aggregate of the residual personalities of her last several usersAlso, as I've immersed myself deeper into TES lore, I've begun to hate MK for being a pretentious asshole who really needs to self censor a bit of his 'work'.

A lot of his metaphysical stuff I can't get behind because of the pseudo-techno-babble. I mean, yea, KINMUNE is a mining robot and Kynareth's plane(t) is a gas-giant and the dragons and hist are fighting each other, but come on. I like MK because he was on the team for Morrowind and did some work for KotN, but a lot of his stuff to me I can't understand. But there seem to be people who like it, whatever floats their boat.

[Robeatics]

Cairomaru said
i'll do you one better, since next fanfic post will be the beach one, there will be a CubXUrzoth moment.

A sprint across the beach into each other's arms with swelling orchestral music? And doves?

[Dervish]

Robeatics said
A sprint across the beach into each other's arms with swelling orchestral music? And doves?

This is the plot of Gears of War.

[Leidenschaft]

Dervish said
This is the plot of Gears of War.

I would have never guessed. Huh.

[Cairomaru]

Important OOC post:

I am so damn bored....

Actually important OOC post:

Peeps, post random stuff so I can leech off of ideas for the fanfic. >_>

GO!

[Leidenschaft]

Astral Projection
The Writings of HP Lovecraft
50 Shades of Grey
Astrology
Astronomy
Quantum Physics
Death Metal
Deja vu
Shooting ranges
The question about the tree falling in the forest
The talk about the birds and the bees
Asians
Third-Wave Feminism
Liberalism
The Flood from the Halo series
Trying to find out the reason I keep waking up naked in clearings after the new neighbor moved in
Why does my neighbor's house smell like brimstone and I can hear whispers in eldritch tongues whenever I walk by their house to check the mail?
Why can I hear someone shuffling around outside my bedroom window
Someone help
just joking, my fellow humans
Here is an idea- why the sky is blue and not checking for missing persons reports on people with the usernames OlNoSoul and Leidenschaft
My frail human form requires sleep, just like your fleshy mortal vessels
please do not inquire to my whereabouts as i assure you i am still alive and my crude mortal blood-pumping mechanism still works

[Dipper]

Leidenschaft said
A lot of his metaphysical stuff I can't get behind because of the pseudo-techno-babble. I mean, yea, KINMUNE is a mining robot and Kynareth's plane(t) is a gas-giant and the dragons and hist are fighting each other, but come on. I like MK because he was on the team for Morrowind and did some work for KotN, but a lot of his stuff to me I can't understand. But there seem to be people who like it, whatever floats their boat.

He also wrote a birthday letter from Vivec thanking him for all the hot sex they had.

Seriously.

[Leidenschaft]

Dipper said
He also wrote a birthday letter from Vivec thanking him for all the hot sex they had.Seriously.

...
s...s...s-source?

[Dipper]

Leidenschaft said
...s...s...s-source?

I'll have to find it, imperial library is hard to navigate.

[Dervish]

Doesn't surprise me. Vivic is basically Mozart.

[Rtron]

Nice to see that this is still going...and is still barely controlled chaotic randomness. :p

[Robeatics]

Speaking of barely controlled chaotic randomness:

Urzoth.jpg

[Rtron]

From what I've heard of her, makes sense. she would have killed Gorzath.

[Robeatics]

Rtron said
From what I've heard of her, makes sense. she would have killed Gorzath.

Awww, they might have gotten along though, once she got to know him, considering he worked at the forge at a young age and was resented by his peers. <3

[Cairomaru]

Rtron said
From what I've heard of her, makes sense. .

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN

and in other news. OLD POST

The trio called up Boss-Lady Marassa, who told them to meet her in front of Sion's apartment building in no less than ten minutes. Whatever she wanted to speak to them about wasn't a conversation she wanted to have on the phone, just in case people were to tap into the phone lines, which totally never happens. The group arrived at his apartment in two minutes thank to Sion's driving method of Sidewalk=Shortcut. Checking the time before stepping out of the car, Sion realized his favorite talk show was on the radio. "Oh, uh, give me a second, I need to listen to Aurmy really quick." He said as he flipped to the radio station. And just on time too, as the talk show host began to read the results of three paternity tests.

"When it comes to three year old Rena, Marcel... you ARE the father!" The host yelled, as did the audience, and the guests. Damn. That was one strike against Sion. Then the next test came on. "You ARE the father!" The group heard a second-time. Bloody hell, when did people start becoming faithful to their mates!? "I don't know how you can sit through this drabble-" Cub was cut off as Sion shushed him, staring intently at his radio. Then the third test came on and once again, "You ARE the father!" was heard throughout the car. Sion's mouth dropped in awe and at that moment, he received a test message on his phone. "You owe me more money." It read. Sion groaned as he slammed his head on to the car horn, but instead of a normal horn sound, the car started to play a sped up honking version of "Ain't we got fun?" "...Let me guess. Shenzi worked on this car?" Cub asked. Sion simply groaned his response and the three afterwards grabbed what they stole from Sears and brought it upstairs to his apartment.

"Damn that Blade, he better remember who saved him back in Guantanamo..." He cursed, throwing one of the bags on the couch. Thyra sat down on the couch and began to separate their spoils rather quietly, yet appeared to be tense. Sion walked to his window and sighed again as he realized the bird was still stuck to the window. He was going to have to call services in order to get the damn thing off. At that moment, Cub approached him. "Want the bird gone? I can take care of it." He asked. Sion was shocked that Cub was offering to do something nice and it showed as his jaw dropped a little. "Sure?" The khajiit responded in awe. At that moment, Cub approached the window, launched his hand through the glass and grabbed the bird; effectively breaking his floor-to-ceiling window. Then Cub started eating the bird, and Sion's jaw dropped lower, his eyes widened like saucers, and his ears pulled back. His physical and emotional expression was a mix between anger, horror, disgust, and confuzzlement.

"Want some?" The orc said smirking, holding the bird up to the frozen Sion. No response. "Taste's just like chicken." He spoke again, chewing on the bird then holding it up to him. No response. "You know you want to-" Sion finally responded by backhanding the bird out of his hand, flinging it out of the now broken window. "Fine, that's the last time I help you out." Cub said as he walked away. "Marassa is two blocks away, let's head downstairs now." Thyra stoically said as she stood up from the couch and walked to the door. She REALLY wasn't looking forward to seeing Marassa and it was showing, because Sion and Cub could hear her grinding her teeth.

The trio arrived downstairs on time, as Marassa in her red convertible pulled up to the block. As the three walked to her car, they could hear a Very fitting song playing from her car. Thyra picked up the pace ahead of Sion and Cub and stood in front of them as they awaited for Marassa to come out of the car. And she did, slowly stepping out of the car arrogantly, wearing a One Shoulder Front Slit Open Back Natural Floor Length dress. Sion gulped as she approached them, however Thyra moved closer to Marassa. "Thyra." She said blankly. "Marassa. Any reason for the dress? Not something you usually wear." Thyra responded as she stared into Marassa's eyes. "Business to take care of. It's none of your concern." She explained. At this point, Sion crossed his arms and put one hand on his mouth. The tension was starting to rise and he could sense it. Keeping his eyes locked on the two, he held his current pose, and shuffled inconspicuously slightly behind Cub. "I'm not the only one feeling that bad tension right?" He whispered to Cub, who grunted in agreement. Marassa tilted her head to look at Sion and Cub standing behind Thyra. "I see, you're babysitting the boys?" She said as she looked back at Thyra. "You're like the same age as us... just cause you've got more experience-" Sion thought to himself, but cut himself off. She was just taunting Thyra. Maybe.

"Look Marassa, we're busy so can't you get someone else to take care of what you want." Thyra said with a sigh. "No I can't, and as of now, you're free. Gorzath went to go obtain some... merchandise from one of the gangs and we need it for profit. He's in over his head and Elayna went to go help him." She explained. "Elayna? Why is she there? She can't fight." Thyra questioned. Truth be told Elayna could fight, however it wasn't the smartest decision to let her because her lab was a good source of income and if something happened to her...

"She was in the area, and I want you three to provide back-up. Get on that." She commanded as she turned around, walking to her car. "Later, scrubs." She taunted with the same arrogant expression on her face as she got into the car and drove off. "Bitch, who shat in her cornflakes this morning?" Thyra cursed as she started to walk to the mini-cooper. "She's being alot nicer than usual. We were lucky." Cub said as he and Sion joined Thyra. "I'm just relieved she's gone, let's just go save Gorzath and Elayna..."

And with that, bending to Marassa's command, Sion, Cub, and Thyra sped off to go join Gorzath and Elayna. Yay!

[Leidenschaft]

Dervish said
Doesn't surprise me. Vivic is basically Mozart.

Vivec is love

Vivec is life

He's my favorite hermaphroditic Warrior-Poet Living-God who held an entire city hostage with a meteor and loved himself so much it gave him powers.