FrankenDaughter

Kiritsu/Daikoku Search

Self-care.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

Feels more natural for each of you to have reaction posts to mine as we go until everybody's on even footing. I'm willing to take it as slow or fast as ya'll like.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

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Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

Note: I did not expect Lachesniv Bohah to be tampered with immediately.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

...invasive measures detected
...DIANTO unit detected
...LOOP_ACCESS queries cached/discarded
...LOOP_ACCESS queries cached/discarded
...LOOP_ACCESS simulacrum generated
...DIANTO unit working...
...assessing...
...activate supplemental Mind: Lachesniv c/d
__--[c]

After almost two minutes of DIANTO running a data bore into the Loop simulacrum, the body snapped into action suddenly, the four lenses on its main neuroptic plate blinking to a dull neon purple as the body's left arm reached up to deftly remove the datajack plugged into its terminal systems. It moved into a cross-legged seating position, forcefully enough to put itself into a continuous front-flip in its space. Its magnetic field had dissipated, and its weapons were now floating freely in the room, though none of them were powering up, thankfully. At least one of those weapons looked to Nilam like something you would not want free-floating.

Still in its rapidly spinning position, legs folded and hands on its knees, the A.I. spoke in a clipped approximation of Captain Blackwell's language.

"I am tactical Virtual Intelligence supplement Lachesniv, assistant to this entity's Mind. I am not currently hostile."

Kiritsu/Daikoku Search

Self-care.

Distress Signal: Bandits Attacking a Mercenary Ship

After about fifty seconds, the pulses stopped. The surges hadn't gotten powerful enough to fuse what few electrical systems remained intact on the derelict, but they had certainly made for quite the brief light show. By the time Nilam arrived in his enviro-suit, the chassis was dormant again. It was lying parallel with the hull of the ship; with all of its sophisticated personal weaponry suspended above it by a strong magnetic field.

After just a few seconds, Nilam could see small plumes of dust shooting from behind the chassis along its torso and it began to float away from the derelict in a straight line, painfully slowly. Beneath it, the chassis left a four inch wide hole against the hull of the derelict that looked as though it had been bored with a plasma torch. No other activity. There were power readings, but all of them faint. He could probably even tether the magnetic field if he wanted to bring it in with all of its equipment.

Weird Roleplay Ideas You're Afraid To Pitch?

There is a creature. His name is Zedar. He watches from a place, looking for openings into it. He takes the people who open holes into the place he watches from. He pulls them in.

Once, there were five holes.

I have a very old character creation concept that I often return to inspired by the thought of Planeswalkers in Magic: The Gathering--that they had limits. They have hard limits that they can't exceed, limits imposed by the multiverse they all have in common. Something fundamentally connects all of the worlds that they've ever walked. Not just their spark, not just the nature of the worlds their visit... something more fundamental.

Every player makes a character that contacts that fundamental thing. It is the realm from which all energy comes and returns. It can exceed their limits, expand their minds... and it can kill them.

Zedar is one such being. He looks for others with this power and takes them somewhere safe. It is a long and difficult process. And this is the first time he will have multiple wards to guide.

-Any passion can open someone's mind to The Void. An Artist, an Archmage, a Hedonist, a Prophet, a Lover, a Scientist.
-Any being can open its mind to The Void. A high school student in rural Iceland, a sentient fungi colony in a primordial soup, a space elephant, a sith lord, Shub-Niggurath, an artificial intelligence.
-Anyone from any reality or time can open their mind to The Void. Earth, Earthsea, Toril, Dominaria, Arrakus, Pern, Koprulu. Whatever. Whenever.
-No one can fight. If they had powers, they can't use them. If they had gear, it didn't come with them. Everyone is naked and barely able to hold it together, because where they are, the only thing that matters first is remembering who they are.

The story would revolve around every character learning about one another, learning who they are and how they connected to The Void. Zedar would be participant too, but is the only one who knows where this seminal experience will take everyone. It would be a cerebral and reflective work about a group of different persons coming into the first throes of godhood.

*The Space-Bar ~ A Virtual Tavern ~ Always Open*

My intent is that after Bohah comes back online he will visit the bar semi-regularly.

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Akagalcia

@Zarkun

Akagalcia followed Rave at a more leisurely pace, noticeably more relaxed as they continued toward the local spaceport. Her steps and manner seemed more subdued.

"So... you hunted for your tribe. But what did your tribe do, these Raiders? Is Raymond a name, or a term for something I don't know?"

The question had been nagging at her as they had talked and then fought and fled, but now with this time to relax as they made their way Akagalcia had time to ponder with him. <My tribe, Horah-Sejen Gerghei... we were protectors. For generations we culled our neighbors and fought them. In this we kept each of us strong for times when the Starborn would come and feed off of our lands. They were our nemesis.>