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    1. Kyelin 11 yrs ago

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So, a bit about me then: First and foremost, I love to try and create imaginative and creative scenarios, that (I hope) push the very limits of reason and conventional thought. When I RP (mostly in NRPs) I aim to play powerful and big, things that are on the very edge of OP (I usually give my faction a ridiculous disadvantage though, to keep it fair). In other RPs, I tend towards Science Fiction and Modern Fantasy, playing side characters with some interesting quirks to them. I am also keen on trying some Arena RPing, when I get better at writing. Other things about me are that I work as a Mental Health Nurse (who would've guessed), and enjoy gaming and drawing as well. I also play trumpet on the side. I have a rough schedule, so I disappear for a couple of days sometimes. But never assume I am dropping out, I will tell you if I am thinking of it (unless it's really serious).

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Facility A-1: Departure

Once released, the Witch whirled around, and stared as if warning them.

"We will personally meet again. Remember me, when you are bowing in fear at us..."

It then glowed a bright white, before dispersing in a cloud, having regained function of it's dead ship. The Cathedral slowly melted away, disintegrating into nothing as it could now be retrieved. As the scientists watched all the remaining debris and artifacts disappear, they revised all collected data, and discovered more intricate workings of the Matron armor. Possessing a bio-interactive layer on it's inside, it would theoretically react and augment itself as the user wore it, using intelligent materials to strengthen weak areas or direct more power into more commonly utilized weapons, tailored to each specific Essence that Possessed it. It would not be hard to fabricate, but the black ooze was key. And it's contents were disturbing.

It was most definitely organic, and it's DNA signature matched that of the mummified corpses. It infused and spread throughout the material, and activated a small magical link to the armor's disk, allowing connection to be established between planes of existence. Ethereals lacked any apparent magical ability or substance, and so they instead distilled it from prisoners they had captured. Ones who possessed magical power. Like the Iscandarians. Magical organics were key in the Gathering's reproductive cycle, so to speak. Without it, it's just another type of armor, though much more entropy resistant.

One researcher looked up at his colleague, after revising the data, and looked him stone cold in the eye.

"We have to stop these things."

The Void Expanse: War Maiden

"Unrelenting Retribution returns. And with the information I seek...
Our mission was a success. and we are one step closer to My return...
However, those pests continue defying Me, refusing to submit...
I ask you, My child, Bringer of the Third Cataclysm, to carry out My will...
Go forth to this place, and bring about another. Show them we are to be feared...
"

Standing before the Queen, was a humanoid figure, clad in ancient armor that also ended in a magnificent gown, that spread about on the floor. It was detailed beautifully, and wisps of grey smoke leaked out of it's cracks It muttered outloud, in a feminine voice that sounded as if it was from an angel itself, and turned, leaving the chamber. Her helmet was open, and situated in the billowing smoke was two dark orbs.

"As you wish, My lady."
Kind of. They are, but they use conduits.or Cores to give them the ability to interact with stuff in this universe. Soon as you destroy it, they go home and have to reconnect with this realm again
^That post gave me a burning desire to send a massive ethereal fleet there for some reason XD
Interrogation Chambers

It took time, but the Witch was able to give the translation as desired. It read out the coordinates, before silencing itself, and watching for the Doctor's reaction. It spoke, lower now, locking eyes with her.

"The translation, as you have asked for. Do not be mistaken, we are not allies. Your species will play a great part in our Ascension. Free us, and be thankful you still serve a purpose. Our patience grows thin."

Facility A-1: The Weapon

While working meticulously and with extreme care, something indeed went wrong with the deconstruction of the Cathedral's main cannon. Though not as catastrophic as one might think at first, it was quite a dangerous situation. But there was no way of telling what exactly had happened, as there was no reference to the technology anywhere and it was completely foreign to them. Fortunately, they were still able to decipher some of it's inner workings.

The machine utilized a small dimensional rift to feed energy in from an unknown source. The crystals were, essentially, both a capacitor for the weapon and a short range signal relay for close quarters communication. That was how the Ethereals moved in such synchronization and reacted so quickly, being constantly in communication with each other and orders being followed almost instantly. There was no telling how many roentgen the crystals could store, but it was known that after two minutes of charging, it had the power to punch a hole clean through fleets, the singularity pulse tearing anything that gets in it's way to molecular shreds. This weapon, had it connected with the Union fleet and not intercepted by the allied reinforcements, would have demolished their shielding and resulted in heavy casualties.

Mars

The Warden followed them, climbing up the ladder as Sage floated beside her. "These people are really trusting, letting an unknown species join them in their vehicles." Sage nodded in response.

"Yes, we could potentially be tricking them so we may drink their blood. Or lay eggs in their brain. Or both. I would certainly be a little smarter about the whole situation... I don't feel so comfortable letting them drive me somewhere anymore. Or fly a starship."

"Sage, your lucky they can't understand you." Tiy entered the airlock, and the humans offered her a helmet and breathing gear, thinking she needed it on account of them requiring it out there. She pushed it away politely, indicating she was fine without it. The air hissed, and the humans began to unsuit. "By the way, we need to work out a better method of communication. Any plans Sage?"

Gathering together outside the door, the crew lead the visitors down corridors and around corners. "Of course. If i can get to some sort of computer terminal, I can decrypt and study the syntax of their language, and speak out loud with them. Not ideal, but it's a start, and it shouldn't take me long. We probably don't want to risk killing them just to say hi."

Unknown space

Pain was foreign to the Gathering. They had not felt any kind of sensation for eons, so to speak. Unfortunately for the Sazkarjhit prisoner held in place by the stasis field, the Ethereals knew that it affected organics. He screamed again, crying, as the intricate thin wires crisscrossed through his brain and electrocuted him again, targeting the areas that processed pain. The room was surgical white, and only had a single entity with him: An obelisk-like floating device, with a single red eye and many dozens of arms with various operating tools and gadgets at their ends. Used as scientists and prisoner interrogators, they would become known simply as Nurses to the wider galactic community.

"Again: Where is the Warden? We ask that you cooperate with us, or we will be forced to motivate you again."

He blubbered and sobbed, yelling in terror at the drone with such ferocity it floated back an inch from him. "I DON'T KNOW WHO OR WHAT THAT IS! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US!? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US!!?" Floating in silence for a couple of seconds, it started to whine again, preparing another charge of the electrical device. The Sazkarjhit pleaded and begged, all too familiar with that horrible sound, as another jolt was delivered, forcing him to cry out and writhe in his invisible restraint. While he squirmed, the Nurse responded to his question,

"We want everything, organic. Everything you know."
^this post... That is a legitimate thing. Shit is scary man

And sorry duck, I've been lazy ad not checked steam. Work is crazy, feel free to ask me questions on here via PM
@laxnyd

You could save apollo's attacked ship?

And contacting other nations isn't unrealistic, it's just the way a lot of people (not just you Duck) have gone about it is unrealistic. I'm guilty of it too, hence why I've gone all incognito for a bit, to slow the pace down. It's honestly difficult to make first contact seem reasonable in an RP, I think.
I'll get a post up when I get home I shouldn't be working overtime tonight
Btw, going to be longer on that post. I am not up for it right now
I agree with Wilson on this one. Having one nation contact all the others is a little unrealistic. At least this early on. And it wouldn't always be in the Unions best interests to befriend each and every species they had contact with straight of the bat. In fact, you're quite lucky that the two only openly and permanently hostile races chose to attack you first. Though this nothing wrong with choosing to be peaceful over violent. That definitely has lots of benefits
@apollo

If you'd prefer a different approach to contact, I'll PM an idea your way
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