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I'll work on a CS in about an hr. Such an obvious choice for spec ops I can't believe no one thought of it.


Who?
Eto


Conablum Labs - Rivard Universe, Social Experiment


@Absolis@Flamelord@SgtEasy@Pirouette@thewizardguy@l0ck0n





Eto rolled her eyes when listening to the little esper lose her mind to all the comments attributed to her. It didn't surprise the ghoul however, as humans didn't have this ghoul-like mentality, where such grave circumstances can be shrugged off as mundane events. This was quite normal to Eto, though frankly she never went about killing four million people on a whim, genocide was a requirement for her to obtain this level of power. Maybe one day Ruiko would embrace the monstrosity of nature that she was and eventually make the step forward to being that alien's work of art. The half-ghoul chuckled at Ruiko's endless need to justify herself while trying to guilt trip the most unfeeling being in the room.

"Damn, if we don't say sorry we'll get Nagazaki after Hiroshima?"

Still pressing the pre-teen's buttons, the foul idea of death was visibly just a joke to Eto. It didn't help with their image, sure, but at least they'd be feared that way. They were scarier than the Conquerors, or at least they tried to convey that idea, and it appears to be working quite well.

But then Ruiko seemed to have enough. Not too surprising as well, even Eto would find all of this a little bit fishy and question the authenticity of their own words if such an attack occurred. Luckily, they had information they just couldn't pass even if they had just murdered their families. The half-ghoul licked her lips and let her Kakugan, the black right eye, stay active as she recalled the piece of intelligence she was to exchange to a group of people for very specific things in return. With Yamori's bad habits in mind, she'd crack her left index finger with her thumb that pushed it down, the articulation popping hard enough to catch their attention as Banha also agreed to pull back.

"Hey, you're right about needing allies buddy."

As Banha focused on Ruiko and whispered to her, he'd had very little time to realize Eto would have went to grab his own free arm. He grip was atrociously tight, as if she was going to crush his forearm in any second. The Ghoul look at him however, as he seemed to have run out of gas in terms of combat, and the soldiers wouldn't attack with him so close. The only danger was Ruiko. Plus she was kind of the star of this scene, so all soul piercing gaze from Eto's kakugan was directed to the young girl.

"Especially allies who'd be willing to share a thing or two about the true entity behind the Conquerors."

She'd grin, giving a quick look at Banha before releasing him and taking a step back. They wanted a reason to talk, they had one. The intangible edge the Outliners had on everyone, their ability to have immenses intelligence gathering forces and certain military assets that could serve this purpose to the fullest.

"As you said, you guys don't stand a chance against them~ But all that can change if you're willing to listen."

All they needed now was Muffet to open the portal and the Ethereal to give a more reasonable version of what was said, or not. The fact of the matter was they didn't need the Imperium. If they lacked information, they'd fall faster, but it would also be one problem down and the Conqueror crippled. Giving this information would just switch the roles slightly, or maybe even just make the Conquerors even more crippled upon barely winning. As insane and sadistic as Eto seemed, she did successfully lead the Aogiri tree since the age of 14 for a reason.




Über Ethereal


Rivard Universe - Conablum Labs, Exasperated


@SgtEasy@Flamelord@thewizardguy@Absolis@Pirouette





If the Ethereal's natural functions included the necessity to sigh after witnessing such scenes, it would, but alas it was beyond such pointless reflexes. Between needless taunts and the compulsive need to justify such actions, the most important aspect of this interaction was generally being ignored. While Banha sure seemed to consider the Ethereal to be the only voice of reason here, the alien saw the same in the otherwise vulgar and somewhat unorthodox Yakuza. He was rather weak alone, sure, but he did remind the Ethereal of the group of soldiers in XCOM that tried to stop it during the Old War. They failed, but they presented great potential.

They both seemed to question its reasons why it was affiliated to such a group, with people completely lacking in objective views. It itself didn't quite understand why these individuals were conferred such power, but it had a good idea given how close it could get to the Envisioning One. Unlike some typical villain, it was going to give them a clear cut answer, one that would possibly strip them from this distracting need to see every single actions the Outliners made with these morality glasses Nova seemed to encourage wholeheartedly.

"It is simple. Their ideals and their methods are the most compatible in complete such an immense task. The Imperium stagnates in its morality and optimism while the Conquerors would be quickly bested by their greed and arrogance. It only took the four founders of the Conquerors to lay waste to the first Imperium. It only took Eto's affiliation for us to strike them where it hurts. There is a clear difference between the destructive nature of the Alliance of Conquerors and our members' display of power."

The alien explained the best it could for Ruiko and Banha to comprehend. Slowly, the psi-lance vanished into particles as there wasn't any signs of hostility from the two and their soldiers. They also seemed to abandon their pillage in hopes to prevent a rather brutal retaliation. The overlord made a full U-turn to return within the labs and dismissing the Berserkers it summoned.

Eto put the goods on the table, information only she, Cyano and the Ethereal knew, and all of them had a particularly strong immunity to having their minds read. The secret of the Conquerors' leader's identity, and whatever details they could fish out of that being through Ultron's main body hard drive. It wasn't going to depart before the Imperium Diplomats' response would be clear. The Banquet wasn't going to start until Eto had what she wanted anyway. It would simply add.

"There will be no unprovoked conflict during this session. It would be senseless to dispose of you when we intend on offering tools to achieve a common goal. Surely, you will see the opportunity this interaction can represent."




Bambietta Basterbine


Arcadia-2, Crackwhore mom mode - Fake Kolon acquired


@Absolis@Lmpkio





As she prepared the Terminal's portal within the alley, she'd notice that whatever she was holding wasn't as furry as it was before. At first she'd just prod the young man's arm, unsure as to what she was touching until she'd turn her head to find out she had acquired a male teen. Bambietta froze, completely confused about life, her eyes wide open and her cigarette just dropping on the asphalt. Either the Kolon had a human form or this was just another piece of bullshit she'd have to take care of because life sucked for Bambi.

"Who the ... You know what? Fuck it."

She didn't bother to do anything about it, this was just way too annoying for the pyromaniac of the Dark Outliners. Preparing her foot, she'd swiftly deliver her most powerful attack. Her boot would violently smack the boy's crotch, her accuracy being enhanced by the fact that she still held his arm. The effect would be predictable and she'd let him ravish the terrible agony alone as she'd let go. By then, she'd realize she had kicked another Kolon. Bambi's brain would make a few very difficult connections before she'd notice that it could have very well been the real Kolon she had kicked.

She dashed back out, not feeling bad for the Kolon but rather herself for all the extra effort she had to do in her shitface state. When she'd emerge from the shadows, she'd notice more teens that dressed similar to the guy she initiated in the sufferings of life. They all fell except for a couple of them because of the Kolon. As she'd step closer to inspect, that is where she'd notice some edgy looking kid just smothering the thing out of nowhere. Bambietta's head boiled in fury as she just had enough of this stupid world for the rest of the day.

"Oh for fuck's sake."

What Konoha would have coming would be the ultimate blow to even his kind. Her cooldown was over, she could deliver her final attack once more. Coming from behind while the boy known as Konoha would still be cuddling the Kolon, Bambietta's foot would be shoved right up his posterior, smacking his balls in the process. She made sure that she had hardened her foot and boots with her Blut Vene enhancement, just so he could get the perfect dose of testicle rearrangement. Maybe even have his voice completely modified through this cruel process.

"Zoophiles, ugh. You, we leave. Now."

She complained while pointing at the Kolon to follow her. She still seemed like the grumpy white trash woman that kicked the little Kolon before, just waiting for the social services disguised as over the top teens to stop her. Her eyes scrutinized the random kids around, notably one without any clothes. By then she didn't even question why or how. There were giant monsters fights, a four armed alien at home and her boss by a crazy cannibal that turned into what they called an 'owl', even though any sane person would remark that her Kakuja looked nothing like a fucking owl.
@Absolis He's cool, accepted.

@Letter Bee Bee, if you breakdown because your character's ideal goals are not met then I'll be forced to kick you out. As for the Mary-Sue bit, I'll leave the benefit of the doubt.

@Archmage MC If fatal moves knock her out and allow her to be trapped for a long time, I may get over the immortality bit, which is a lot more frowned upon here.

What I won't turn a blind eye on is the surplus of abilities that you have here, a RP where OP stuff isn't so welcome, compared to the other one where Nova of all people is allowed. I'd recommend taking off the entropy one from the get go. Sharp fingers and w/e seem pointless when she can apparently morph her body parts anyway.

While her personality has enough clumsiness and recklessness to not be a Mary Sue, the "You're going to have a bad time" counters this because, let's face it, any enemy is going to push her to that point in order to win. Meaning your character is a Mary Sue whenever a fight is relevant. I don't know if Lmpkio accepted this edit in Light in the other RP but I get this bad feeling about it.

Conclusion: Old Light is fine if she can be knocked out. This is too much.
huehue interested
Bambietta Basterbine


Arcadia-2, Hungover somewhere - Finding The Last Kolon


@Absolis@Lmpkio

In Bambietta's iPod





What a stupid experience this all was. Bambietta came to Eastgate city, was in the middle of a Kaiju battle, got called various slurs by some blonde homosexual, her help rejected by the flock or knuckleheads she met at the diner and now ended up with nothing to do. Her goal was indeed to poison the well, or at least go full recon on the Multiversial individuals and possibly gather them. Unfortunately, they were not very easy to handle and the quincy wasn't exactly the most social of people. She gave up for the day and searched up a dirty enough bar to be open after the whole city got wrecked by the battle of the titan lizard beasts.

She couldn't recall the events that unfolded once she got her first glass served in the O'Brien Bar. It was blurry, as per usual considering her inability to comprehend the term 'temperance' as much as her religion inclined affiliation encouraged her to. She'd wake up in a motel during the current events involving the Arcadia-2 people, a motel just as crappy as the bar she was in. The bed however was damp, and she thought for a second that she had pissed herself, because booze kind of does that. Well not quite, next to her would be a completely bifurcated man, cut from the belly and his lower body severed completely. He was long dead, his body already rigid from being corpse for multiple hours.

Bambi rolled her eyes, in her thoughts she could only say 'Oops, I did it again'. When she'd lean up to gain awareness of her environment and do damage control, she'd feel the atrocious hangover from the disgusting crap she drank the other day. Pressing her palm against her temple, the pain wasn't what tormented her the most. A single detail disturbed her so much that she just had to mutter it aloud.

"Did we fuck before it got real crazy or vice versa? Ugh, shit ... Whatever."

She peered at the young man's lifeless expression before tapping his cheek as she'd get up. A quick shower to dispose of the blood, luckily she had the drunken grace to toss her clothes away before she'd deliver the man's conclusion. When cleansing herself, she'd realize that not only did she not warn Biollante of this but that stupid Kolon was roaming about. She didn't dry her hair or brush it, quickly just drying her body before dashing naked to grab her phone/communication device thing on her jacket. Out of juice, great. She only had that contraption to detect anomalies, great use when the whole city was brushed by two Kaijus emitting that energy. At least her ipod worked, which was connected to her earphone. She'd listen to whatever Bullshit she had saved there until she'd find coffee.

Half-assing her clothes, she'd just walk out. The sunlight pulverized her eyes already surrounded by black circles as her sleep wasn't all that recuperating when thinking about it. Her hat was also crooked sideways and her attire giving off the broke banker look. This was getting unnecessarily stressful as she walked the streets of a city she didn't know to find a minuscule cat thing and some plant monster woman that can turn into microscopic spores. Bambietta would just grab a cigarette out of her typical pyromaniac starter pack and light it up via her explosive powers. She'd give off the explosion energy of a fire cracker at the end of her nicotine poison to light it up.

Upon walking for a couple of hours, she'd experience a miracle by noticing something that looked like a Kolon. Though as she'd pause and bent her body backwards to see through the alleyway that led to the end of the street it was in, she'd realize there was in fact two.

"The hell?"

She'd say as she'd pull out her third cigarette out of her mouth, somewhat confused while not wanting to make any mental effort at this point, not that she made that many when she wanted to. Walking up to the surreal scene, she'd have her cigarette hanging on her lower lip and her expression clearly defining her lack of care at this moment. The loud and clumsy footsteps of the quincy would be enough to attract the attention of the Kolon duo. They would see Bambietta with her messy hair, untidy uniform, tired eyes, reeking tobacco and low quality motel shampoo. White Trash Bambietta just starred at them both, not even realizing one would be able to speak. Heck, she didn't even know a Kolon couldn't speak.

Confronted to this dilemma, her brain cells worked ... For a nanosecond before she'd make the well educated conclusion. Something in her scrutinizing eyes going back and forth to stare at one after the other made it clear she was decided on which was the one she'd guess was Koloan.

"Eeny meany miny moe."

She quickly designated one of the two while keeping her cig in her mouth like the trashy woman she was, before kicking said chosen Kolon with a strong kick. For Absolis' information, it would be the one on the right, so choose which would be the funniest. Anyway, the 'Kolon' would be projected rather swiftly toward the gang of teens that milled around here and Bambietta disregarded as pointless citizens despite her detector tool buzzing at their presence.

"You, we go. Mommy's fucking pissed. You're going to eat all your fucking broccoli in the Banquet."

She'd grab the 'Kolon's' arm before dragging him toward the alley as she wanted to make the escape Terminal's portal discreet, even if it didn't actually mean much if there were witnesses given well ... A FREAKING KAIJU FIGHT JUST HAPPENED.
I'm busy. After tonight I get less busy.


Alright.

I suppose a Ruiko post would suffice for now.
So who are we waiting for in the whole Conablum labs standoff?

@Flamelord ?

@thewizardguy ?

@Pirouette ?
@Flamelord Hmmm, would be too complicated to convert the effects if a war happened. Well, at least we have Kull Zombies!

The Ancients? Educate me sensei.
@Flamelord They have low life force you say?

Have you perhaps met ... The Gatekeeper?

Them super Kull zombies.

More seriously, the fact that they have a short life does seem like a glaring weakness toward energy sapping foes like this. Ba'al better prepare them snipers.
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