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Arknights: 5S

Something Sinister Slumbers in the Sands of Sargon

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Welcome to Arknights: Something Sinister Slumbers in the Sands of Sargon, or Arknights: 5S for short. In this RP, you will be playing as elite Rhodes Island operators or external affiliates/partners of Rhodes Island (Original Characters only). The events of this RP will take place at an unspecified time in the near future of the current Arknights storyline. Inspirations for this RP include the Indiana Jones franchise and the Stationary Security Service (SSS) gameplay mode in Arknights where you keep going deeper and deeper. The RP will take place mostly in Sargon, but Sargon is a great land with many features, from deserts to rainforests, and even Durin underground cities.

I chose Sargon because, for the time being, not a great deal has been provided as far as canonical lore, allowing me to take some liberties. The RP will start off on the premise that one of the Lord Ameers of Sargon has agreed to a business deal with Rhodes Island, buying RI's oripathy medication and allowing the opening of a local RI branch office. But not all is well in Sargon, foreign powers lust greedily for the hidden wealth of Sargon's ancient civilization and will stop at nothing to unearth horrors best left buried. A serendipitous discovery will lead to a wild race for forbidden power and it will be up to you to prevent the worst case scenario.

So prepare your equipment modules and say goodbye to the landship, it's going to be a dangerous ride.

And for those of you who are interested, but don't know what Arknights is, Arknights is a popular gatcha tower defense mobile game with surprisingly deep worldbuilding and lore. The world of Terra is inhabited by anime animal people who live in nations reflective of the nations that exist in the real world. The world has a mix of pre-modern and near-future technology. The world is defined by the super-material Originium, which is used in all forms of modern technology as a source of power, and is used to channel Originium Arts, this world's sci-fi magic. However, Originium, as a mineral, can grow, shift, or turn into dust and spread around. This movement of Originium causes various natural disasters called Catastrophes, but worst of all, it is possible to be infected by Originium, resulting in contracting a disease known as Oripathy. Those who have contracted Oripathy are referred to as the Infected, and are shunned by society. Oripathy is a death sentence, shortening the Infected's lifespan, however it also boosts one's ability to cast Originium Arts without the need for an Originium device. Because of the Catastrophes that Originium can bring, the people of the world have developed Mobile Cities, turning their cities into gigantic collections of mobile landships, allowing them to preserve their infrastructure while moving away from impending Catastrophes. Most major civilization centers are on the Mobile Cities, though there are poor villages and nomads that wander the wasteland that just take their chances. The world also seems to be inhabited by various mysterious, god-like entities that work from the shadows and manipulate people's lives. One such entity has taken over the entire ocean, making it extremely dangerous for normal people. There is also the mystery of what Originium is, the existence of ancient technology, a possible precursor civilization, and something to do with space travel.

Much of the canonical Arknights story revolves around the Infected fighting for their rights, cities trying to avoid catastrophe, societal upheaval, the conflict between the rich and the poor, the history of war between nations, the looming inevitability of another major war, and fighting against or resisting the influence of the afore-mentioned god-like entities, especially the one in the ocean.

Here are two wikis to browse if you have questions, but I am also open to answering anything to the best of my abilities.

• Fandom Wiki
• Gamepress Wiki

There is a lot of lore that I will not be touching on; there are many stories in Arknights and the world of Terra, and I am just carving out a tiny chunk of it. As mentioned above, this RP will take place primarily in Sargon which you can read up on in the link. Suffice to say, Sargon is inspired, for the most part on the Middle East, North Africa, and strangely enough, the Aztec Empire. The Rhodes Island I mentioned previously is the protagonist group of Arknights, a 'pharmaceutical company' comprised of a single landship that functions like a paramilitary corporation. Their purpose is to do research to cure Oripathy, but also to resolve conflicts surrounding the infected. They generally treat infected better than the rest of the world and hire both infected and non-infected. They also partner with other nations and companies, so your character does not have to be from Rhodes Island.

Below I am providing an empty character sheet template. I have colored segments with the color code: FFFFFF, so you can simply do a find and replace of FFFFFF with your color hex code of choice. Please also replace or delete everything in triangular brackets <>. I hope it's clear which you should replace and which you should get rid of entirely. I hope the CS is not too complicated.

You will probably need some game assets:
Class and subclass pictures
Skill pictures
Faction pictures

For the clinical analysis stats, the ratings are as follows: Defective, Flawed, Normal, Standard, Excellent, Outstanding, and N/A. I generally won't restrict this, but if you want a range, if we assign defective to 0, Flawed to 1, Normal to 2, ... and N/A to 6, the strongest operators generally have around 20-25 points total. N/A, the highest rank (meaning unmeasurable) is extremely rare, and characters who have it only have one stat rated at N/A and will have another stat that is Flawed or lower. Normal is what a normal civilian is capable of, Standard is what a standard combatant should be capable of. These ultimately don't matter, they are just to give your character flavor, but I know there are people who probably care about stuff like this, which is why I'm including these measurements here. My example character (an NPC) only goes up to 18, and there are 6-star characters (the rarest and strongest playable characters in the game) whose total rating adds up to less than 20. Ultimately, your character can be strong because of their equipment or skills and not necessarily because of their raw stats.

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Character sheet

<Operator Name>

<Onboarding quote>

★★★★★★

Operator Profile _______________________________________ Codename: <Operator Name> Epithet: <Nicknames or titles> Class: <Class> Branch: <Subclass> Race: <Race> Affiliations: <Nation-State, organization, faction, etc.> Height: <height in cm> Weight: <Weight in kg> Place of Birth: <Nation-State or Region> Date of Birth: <Birthdate, in format Month (spelled out) date (in numbers), no year> Gender: <Gender. Be whatever you want to be. This is a tolerant RP> Combat Experience: <XX> years

Clinical Analysis ______________________________________________________________________ Strength: <Stat> Endurance: <Stat> Mobility: <Stat> Arts Adaptability: <Stat> Combat Skill: <Stat> Tactical Acumen: <Stat> Infection Status: <Infected or Non-Infected> <You can copy existing operator infection descriptions or customize> Cell-Originium Assimilation: <Some percent #. Check canon operators to determine what reasonably reflects the severity (or lack thereof) of your character's infection> Blood Originium-Crystal Density: <Some decimal # with units of u/L. Check canon operators to determine what reasonably reflects the severity (or lack thereof) of your character's infection>

Character Synopsis:

<Short character description>

Personality:

<Describe your character's personality, how they think, what they feel, etc.>

Talents	Talent Description
<Talent 1 Name>	<Talent 1 description>
<Talent 2 Name>	<Talent 2 description>
Skills	Skill Description
<Skill 1 Name>	<Skill 1 description>
<Skill 2 Name>	<Skill 2 description>
<Skill 3 Name>	<Skill 3 description>

Equipment Module

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Name of equipment

• <Equipment 1>: <Equipment 1 description>
• <Equipment 2>: <Equipment 2 description. Make this list as long as you like>

Operator Archives

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Trivia:

• <Feel free to add whatever to this list, Theme Song, Voice Actor, Additional images, Character inspiration, health and habits, puns and easter eggs, Additional Quote, etc.>

Below is an OC NPC following this template to use as an example for how the completed template should look.

Jericho

Jericho

“Dr. Kal’tsit, I have come to answer the call. What? Late? Well, you’re not wrong. I didn’t believe in you back then. What changed my mind? Desperation and a desire for absolution.”

★★★★★★

Operator Profile _______________________________________ Codename: Jericho Epithet: The Lonely Orchestra Class: Defender Branch: Arts Protector Race: Aegir Affiliations: Columbia Height: 220cm Weight: 140kg Place of Birth: Sargon Date of Birth: February 20 Gender: Male Combat Experience: 10 years

Clinical Analysis ______________________________________________________________________ Strength: Normal Endurance: Excellent Mobility: Flawed Arts Adaptability: Outstanding Combat Skill: Normal Tactical Acumen: Excellent Infection Status: Infected Imaging tests reveal clear, normal outlines of internal organs, and no abnormal shadows have been detected, with the clear exception of Originium nodules localized to the throat. Throat nodules are responsible for the rough, gravelly timbre of the operator's natural voice. The operator can change his voice using arts, but that is not recommended as this may exacerbate the growth of the nodules. At this time, this operator is confirmed to be infected. Cell-Originium Assimilation: 5% Blood Originium-Crystal Density: 0.01u/L

Character Synopsis:

A retired weapon designer and war profiteer seeking atonement and a chance to reconnect with his spiritual roots.

Personality:

Jericho is the kind of person who talks to distract himself from things he’d rather not think about. This makes him come off as friendly, knowledgeable, and oftentimes, even a little arrogant. Despite how much of a risk it is to seek employment with Rhodes Island, Jericho is actually rather risk-averse, preferring careful planning to reckless operations. Despite having a difficult childhood, life in Columbia and success in his field have made Jericho accustomed to luxury and comfort, and can become irritable when denied these things.

Above all, Jericho is introspective and spiritual. He recognizes the harm his work has caused and seeks atonement. And having sought science his whole life and divorcing himself from his ‘backwards’ ancestry, he has now turned his thoughts towards seeking a higher power through the hidden traditions of his fathers. However, he keeps his quiet moments to himself so as not to betray his cheerful facade.

Business in Columbia has numbed Jericho’s ability to empathize with the less fortunate or those of lower position. He therefore has the unfortunate tendency to fall back into looking at everything as numbers, as assets (a habit from his research days), and is trying very hard to connect with those who may be risking their lives or caught in the collateral of their work so as not to view anyone as expendable.

Talents	Talent Description
Sound Engineer	Jericho is a professionally trained engineer who had previously worked for a successful Columbian weapons technology company. He has deep insight when it comes to electronics, particularly speakers and microphones, and understands the wave functions necessary to drive them. His understanding of cymatics means that he can tune his equipment to alter the local sonic environment to resonate with his allies’ sound-based abilities, boosting their efficacy. He can also identify a material’s resonant frequency after successive strikes, allowing him to use that frequency to shatter his opponents’ equipment.
Organized Discipline	Jericho has professional experience leading a team of fellow engineers, and the main thing he learned was to always stay organized and to document everything. Jericho thus lacks the disorganized eccentricity of ‘mad scientists’-types like Closure, focusing on cost-benefit analysis, resource availability, and setting realistic, achievable goals rather than hare-brained schemes and risky hypotheses. This allows Jericho to be a master of infrastructure, setting a foundation from which more audacious moves can be made by his more daring colleagues. Jericho is observant, analytical, and methodical, and applies these skills to the upkeep of Rhodes Island, as well as to his combat strategies.
Skills	Skill Description
Sound-Based Originium Arts	Operator Jericho possesses special Originium Arts with the affinity of sound and vibrations. This is likely due to his Aegirian ancestry. His father was apparently an Emergency Aid Building technician in Iberia, and it seems Jericho took an interest in the science of sound at an early age, and pursued it throughout his education. With his arts, Jericho is able to mimic voices and sounds, perform uncanny feats of ventriloquism, and amplify the power and intensity of sounds and vibrations. He can even release echolocation pings to navigate in darkness or locate stealthed objects. This also implies that he has unnaturally good hearing.
Surveillance and Misdirection	Selim has designed a 'noisy cricket' drone with intricate sound equipment, capable of detecting and emitting all types of sounds. This allows the drone to operate as threat detection, surveillance, and scouting by running sonar sweeps, as well as aid in civilian evacuation or team communication procedures through making announcements. It can also be used to divert or distract threats by causing sounds to get enemies' attention. The drone can also harmonize with Selim's sound based attacks, enhancing the damage Selim does to enemies around the drone's location.
Cymatic Barrier	Selim activates his shield, which projects a 3-meter wide wall of sound in front of him. Enemies that try to pass through start having their internals vibrated rapidly, receiving arts damage and defense debuffs (similar to corrosion). The pain is such a deterrent that most people's first instinct is to move out of and away from the wall as fast as possible. This is a technology referred to as an Active Denial System.

Equipment Module

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Israfil

• Armor: Sound system built into armor, including sonar readouts.
• LRAD Shield (Israfil): Sound system built into shield, including Active Denial System. LRAD stands for long-range acoustic device.
• Vibro-Blade (Tuning Fork): Vibrates at adjustable frequencies, detects the sound produced when it strikes another object. Sound data is fed back into the armor to determine resonant harmonic frequency of the object being struck, allowing the frequency to be used to further weaken the object on further application.
• Drone (Noisy Cricket): A drone that flies around and makes noise or detects sounds.

Operator Archives

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Selim’s family lived a simple life in Sargon, but infighting between the Lord Ameers and the Columbian corporations that sought to profit from the conflict forced them to evacuate to Iberia. Music was prevalent in Selim’s family. Back in Sargon, he remembered that his parents often had these little tunes and melodies in a foreign language for every little thing. It came as no surprise that Selim became musically inclined, especially singing and voice manipulation, and he demonstrated, from a young age, a knack for sound-based originium arts. He would often play pranks on his friends, pretending to be other people, or tricking them into thinking he was elsewhere by throwing his voice. He learned that he could take hold of the family radio and manipulate the sound coming from it by affecting the arts unit within using his own arts. However, in Iberia, one time Selim had been overheard singing the songs of his parents, which prompted a sudden visit to their house from an inquisitor. Fortunately the inquisitor was merciful, but the warning was apparent, and Selim’s parents stopped singing after that, and encouraged him to follow suit.

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In Iberia, Selim’s father became an Emergency Aid Building technician. Selim learned that his family was originally from Iberia, but that they had left for Sargon due to not wanting to live somewhere where the Sankta religion was so prevalent, but it was never fully explained why to Selim, and they eventually returned to Iberia anyways when the instability in Sargon became too great. Taking an interest in his father’s work, Selim sought to become an engineer as well, which was highly encouraged as it could lead to financial success and wealth. Selim’s ambitions led him to Columbia, where he received his education, and began working for a company that developed ‘non-lethal’ weapons, a great place to apply his knowledge of sound. Selim swiftly climbed the ranks as someone who was willing to put his morals aside for personal gain, and it didn’t phase him when the weapons he helped develop were tested in his homeland of Sargon, and later deployed by heavily militarized police forces to suppress the poor and infected.

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Selim’s company had a flair for the dramatic, and pushed for sensational demonstrations of their technology that bordered on dangerous. When it came to his inventions, Selim only trusted himself to really sell their capabilities to the customer, so he trained with the weapons and armor he developed in order to pull off amazing stunts that would ‘wow’ their clients, such as stopping a charging burdenbeast in its tracks using only the sound emitted from his shield. Due to the nature of his inventions, Selim became a liaison to the police departments of various Columbian cities. To better cater his inventions towards their needs, he needed to understand their combat style as well as the tactics they employed when it came to ‘pacifying dissidents’. Therefore, he received training from the police, not only in combat, but particularly in defensive tactics, since police primarily fought from, and held, advantageous positions. Thanks to his impressive physique, he even sometimes took commissions and served his clients as a mercenary on some of their operations as an extreme version of a tech demo and weapons testing run. This even got to the point where he was recommended to the Columbian military, and Selim did a short tour in his homeland of Sargon. He should have felt something, but the allure of dangerous knowledge and the indulgence in luxuries and creature comforts had blinded him to where his profits were coming from and the people that were harmed in his pursuit of riches.

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Early in Selim’s career, Dr. Kal’tsit was making the rounds in Columbia, looking for support and for capable people to recruit. Selim had scoffed at her proposals and dismissed her outright. However, decades later, it came to light that the company that Selim worked for had been carrying out unethical experimentation and acting like a paramilitary organization. While this was not unusual for Columbian companies, the scandal got too big to contain, and the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Arts Units and Originium had to shut down the company to maintain public order and quell further investigations which could implicate the politicians involved. Selim was blacklisted and unable to find employment at any of the other major notable tech companies. He also realized that he had gotten infected from working closely with originium devices; the company had cut corners when it came to safety equipment. Having dedicated his life to corporate greed, he returned to Iberia a broken man. At the very least, he had sent money home so that his parents could live comfortable lives. In his retirement, Selim’s father had dedicated himself to translating some ancient Aegir scriptures. Seeing his son in this aimless state, he handed the translated book to Selim and urged him to read it. Selim was struck with a sudden sense of purpose, and spent a long time reconnecting with his family, learning about his people’s history, their beliefs, and the effect that imperial forces had on their way of life. He remembered Kal’tsit’s visit and her impossible, unprofitable dream. Seeking atonement and a chance to actually do something good with what remained of his life, he sought out Rhodes Island.

Trivia:

• Theme:
  Brynhildr in the Darkness
• Voice Actor:
  Ishizuka Unshou
• Additional images:
  Without the armor

  
• Selim is an Aegir based on a whale, hence the sound-based abilities
• Since Jericho’s infection is almost exclusively localized to his throat, he is trying an experimental treatment in which he inhales warm, aerosolized infection suppression medication on a regular basis through a device that resembles an E-Cig
• Canonically, the Aegir are oppressed in Iberia, so I based Selim’s ‘lost culture’ on one of the many groups of people who were oppressed by the Spanish Inquisition, Muslims. I imply that Selim believes in a religion other than the Sankta religion, though he is reluctant to share any further details.
• Selim's last name, “Yunus”, is the Arabic equivalent of Jonah, the prophet who was swallowed by a whale in the Abrahamic faiths.
• Additional Quote: “Some scientists theorize that all matter is just vibrating ‘strings’. So in a way, God really did ‘sing’ the world into existence.”

Savage Beast Wars

Septishock

Though he was not accustomed to a leadership role, Septishock seemed to take to it well enough. His ability to assess the situation and offer solutions appeared to have earned him command of the ship in their time of crisis. As such he ordered the remaining crew to try to repair as much of the ship as possible, focusing first on fortification and defense (he suspected that spaceworthiness was not something that would be achievable any time soon), as well as taking care of the wounded. With the current plan set into motion, Septishock went to his quarters and grabbed his new 'toy', attaching the upgrade to his gun hand before stepping into the reconfiguration chamber. He emerged, covered in curved armor with a lustrous purple sheen, the stinger that was his beast mode's namesake incorporated into his corrosive search laser, while the creature's grasping claws formed an effective weapon on his other arm. He felt ready to take on this strange new world, and any obstacle that would get in the way of his curiosity. Returning to the bridge, Septishock set about trying to get the computer and sensor systems up and running. After all, knowledge is power.

Marvel RE: Imagine 2, Electric Boogaloo - A Marvel Comics Roleplay

Since it seems like the people playing mutants/X-Men are not part of this RP anymore, I changed my first post slightly to pivot away from the 'mutant storyline' for the time being. Though I am still mentioning it.

For now, I will focus on the FF and Parker Industries' potential collaboration and the growing global criticism of Latveria.

@Pirouette@Ezekiel@Sep@Master EffeX

I also wanted to point out that if you are still deciding on a character and wanted to integrate them into an 'ongoing plot', the Future Foundation is something of a 'superhero training' organization, so any young heroes or 'year one' type heroes would be a good fit, or even just heroes who have been going it solo for too long and want a team to work with, or who want better PR and legitimacy if they have been skirting the line of public opinion.

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M R S. F A N T A S T I C
M R S. F A N T A S T I C

_{Location: The Baxter Building, Top Floor, Future Foundation Headquarters}

Post #2: Innovation and Intervention

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Sue sat at her desk, having returned from her little 'meeting' with the dictator of Latveria to remember her late husband, Reed Richards, on the anniversary of his death and to renew their conviction to bring about a better world. Victor would be secretly returning to the Latverian embassy to take a magical portal back to his country, where he would probably continue to work on his pet projects. Sue often joked that Victor must be the descendant of vampires, since she's rarely ever seen that man sleep. On that note, Sue looked in the small mirror she had on her desk. She wasn't getting much sleep either and she could feel the years catching up with her. As Reed Richard's widow, Sue had inherited his wealth, generated from the royalties and patents of technologies he had invented in his all-too-short, but highly-productive, life. On retrospect, he seemed far too young to have had such a detailed will, almost as if he had expected to die on that space mission. Of course, Sue knew that wasn't the case, Reed was just such an intelligent and forward-thinking man, always planning for every possible eventuality and outcome. Yet if that were true, shouldn't he have been able to prevent his own death? Sue shook herself out of that reverie. They had only been married for a few short years, but she cherished those years greatly. The fact that he had so quickly and so readily left everything he had to hear spoke to the love and trust that he had for her. At first, the wealth was something of a comfort, but Sue came from a poor background and had few extravagant wants. Her drive to honor the future her husband wanted pushed her to use his wealth to found the Fantastic Four, building the infrastructure upon which their superhero team would rely on. A portion of that wealth had initially been budgeted to Victor, the only man who would be able to continue anything even remotely close to the kind of research Reed was pushing forward. But with Victor's departure from the team, it had become difficult, if not impossible to continue with scientific research, and the Future Foundation, as their organization was now called, eventually moved to supporting social programs, local experiments to uplift the poorer population of New York City. Victor railed against capitalism, and quite frankly, some of it went over Sue's head, but she was definitely willing to test how different charitable projects could change peoples' lives for the better.

But Reed was a man of science, and it didn't feel right for the Future Foundation to not have a science department. Looking out over the city, Sue knew that the Baxter Building, and the Fantastic Four, stood as a beacon in a sea of despair. But crime lords and corrupt business magnates truly ruled this city, while superheroes provided a false sense of hope and could be publicly recognized and supported, so long as they 'stayed in their lane' and did not disrupt the status quo. Of course, fighting foreign or extra-terrestrial threats was easier than dealing with the quagmire of business and politics; she had seen firsthand the price Victor had to pay for changing lanes. But Victor was terrible at playing nice with others, he was 'too honest'. The trick was to change things within the system without painting a target on your back. Of course, that may just be Victor's ploy, to draw attention to himself to make Sue's work easier to conceal. She was the 'Invisible Woman' after all. Turning back to her computer, Sue closed the article she had been reading about Parker Industries; her mind had been made. She wanted to budget some of the Foundation towards science, but needed someone who's work she believed in, a company that wasn't just about maximizing profits, one that gave back to the people and offered opportunities for social mobility. She began typing.

Dear Dr. Parker,

I am going to cut out the formalities. You seem like an honest man, and I'm sure you recognize how rare that is, especially in business. The Fantastic Four has always sought to protect people, at first it was from external threats, like Atlantis and Attilan, then from extraterrestrial ones. But there came a time when we had to ask if protection is enough? In the absence of such threats, people still suffer and struggle, whether that be from societal factors or resource scarcity depends on who you ask. But my late husband, Reed Richards, who is the inspiration for The Future Foundation, wasn't a fighter, he was an innovator. He sought to improve the human condition, and he believed that the answer lay in science. The Future Foundation's research has been non-existent for quite a while since our falling out with our chief scientist, but it has always been my dream to revive The Foundation's science department. But as I'm sure you are aware, greed has run rampart in our society, and technology is, more often than not, turned against people; advancements always find military applications first, automation is dangled over people's heads as a threat to take away their livelihoods, communication becomes surveillance. To fall into bed with this type of scientist, with this type of businessman, would be to dishonor the name of Richards. I am looking for a scientific partner, a research collaborator with high ethical standards and unshakeable morals, someone willing to turn away corruption and serve humanity. I find that you, Dr. Parker, fit the bill. And as such, I am offering several floors of the Baxter Building for Parker Industries to open a satellite lab, as well as investment from The Future Foundation, so that our two organizations can work more closely together for the betterment of mankind.

Susan Richards, Director of The Future Foundation

As she leaned back in her chair, Sue got a notification in her newsfeed for a topic she followed, #latveria. Her brow furrowed, hoping it wasn't bad news as she pulled up the video.

"This just in folks, a late night, well, late night in Latveria that is, announcement, straight from the Iron Palace. let's take a look."

Dr. Doom approaches the podium, flanked by two security robots and Latverian flags. He looks up and says nothing, allowing the silence to seep in, before raising his gauntleted fist and beginning his tirade.

"Our nation of Latveria has a long and bloody history of violence against those who are 'deemed different'. My own family fell victim to this. But I have gone into Hell itself to confront the old tyrants of Latveria's past, and knowing that a 'gypsy' rules Latveria is perhaps greater torment for them than anything Mephisto could concoct. Though the past haunts us, my position is proof that change is possible. For too long, Latveria has left the mutant question unanswered. Like the rest of the world, we have viewed them as 'dangerous', leaving their status as citizens and their civil rights in flux. But Latveria is not like the rest of world. We seek to do better. Tonight I say, 'No more!' Are mutants not our brothers and sisters? Our sons and daughters? If we do not provide them with a home, then surely they will seek a home elsewhere, and there are malicious organizations ready and waiting to prey on such desperation. I have gleaned enough knowledge of 'certain' mutant academies to know that education and prevention are all that is necessary to safely integrate mutants into peaceful society. As of this moment, every mutant living within Latveria's borders will be granted full citizenship, and their rights and liberties will be guaranteed and protected by the Iron Fist of Doom. I am also revealing several mutant academies across the country that have been under construction for some time that will be accepting applications from all mutants so that they learn to control and use their powers safely and for the betterment of Latveria. I am also declaring to the world that any mutant who wishes to escape oppression may seek asylum within any of Latveria's embassies and consulates. There, mutants can apply for Latverian citizenship, upon which, they will be under MY protection. Mutants of the world! We non-mutants are also your brothers! Do not let the divisive rhetoric of some misguided supremacist turn you away from the path of harmony! You are welcome in Latveria! We embrace you with open arms!"

"Well, folks. there you have it. The 'Iron Dictator' is recruiting mutants across the world to participate in his training camps. What will this madman do with an army of mutants? I dread to even think about it. Are Doom and Magneto in cahoots? Who knows, but a 'reliable' source tells me they are. Obviously, I can't reveal the source or their life will be in danger. What is the UN doing about it? How long are they going to let this mad doctor run amok and make a mockery of all the principles we hold dear?"

The Daily Bugle, Publisher and Editor-in-Chief James Jonah Jameson

Sue closed the video. "I hope you know what you're doing, Victor."

Savage Beast Wars

Septishock

Septishock turned his gaze away from the "Corpse Stinger" bioscan that the ship computer had provided and looked at Einhorn, remembering him for his initiative and perseverance during the chaos immediately prior to the crash. Almost at the same time, Nautica leapt from the water through a gaping hole in the bridge's hull, presenting herself as having already reformatted herself. Septishock was going to ask them to help with repairs and tending to the wounded but thought better of it.

"Einhorn, choose a suitable disguise and get reformatted. Accompany Nautica and scout out our perimeter. Attempt to locate the following: escape pods, construction material, energy sources, and defensible positions if the ship's current position is too vulnerable," Septishock commanded, "Bring back what you can but prioritize the pods."

Reading up about the dangerous fauna of this world reminded Septishock of a little 'project' he had been working on during his off-hours of the voyage, a nasty little thing that might give him an edge in the inevitable conflict. He'd be sure to incorporate the corrosive search laser into his next design iteration.

Marvel RE: Imagine 2, Electric Boogaloo - A Marvel Comics Roleplay

T H E F U T U R E F O U N D A T I O N
T H E F U T U R E F O U N D A T I O N

^{"Some say my late husband was an idealist, that his dream was a 'fantasy'. Maybe this world needs something 'fantastic'."}

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ M R S. F A N T A S T I C M R S. F A N T A S T I C _________________________________________________________	C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Mrs. Fantastic | Susan Richards née Storm | 46 American | Mutated Human | Leader of The Future Foundation Manhattan | New York | USA ________________________________________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Mrs. Fantastic (Sue Richards) is the leader of the Future Foundation and has the ability to turn herself and other nearby objects invisible, as well as project invisible force fields of any shape. She is a charismatic leader though decades of fighting crime, battling otherworldly forces, and dealing with international politics have left her grizzled and slightly jaded. Sue obtained her powers when she was bombarded with cosmic rays during a freak spaceflight accident. In this continuity, Sue's late husband, Reed Richards, sacrificed himself during the space mission so that the other crew members could return to Earth safely, leaving Sue to become the leader of the Fantastic Four along with the other founding members: her brother Johnny, Reed's best friend Ben, and Reed's close colleague Victor. A lot of her major canonical conflicts center around her 'womanhood' especially when it comes to her pregnancies and raising her and Reed's overpowered and unstable son, Franklin. I wanted to write a Sue who is allowed to step out of Reed's shadow and become a leader in her own right, unburdened by the existence of her children.
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ T H E T H I N G T H E T H I N G _________________________________________________________	C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Thing | Benjamin Jacob Grimm | 48 American | Mutated Human | Member of The Future Foundation / Pilot Manhattan | New York | USA ________________________________________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Thing (Ben Grimm) is a member of the Future Foundation and their pilot. He was onboard the spaceship during the cosmic ray incident which mutated him into a rock-like humanoid with incredible strength and endurance. Ben is tough, friendly, and the stable foundation for the team. Canonically, due to his transformation warping his appearance, Ben saw his powers as a curse, so I wanted to play with the idea that, due to Reed's sacrifice, Ben sees his power instead as a gift and a responsibility, and throws himself wholeheartedly into superhero work. As someone who's 'stuck' looking the way he does, Ben has become a strong advocate for mutant rights.
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ T H E H U M A N T O R C H T H E H U M A N T O R C H _________________________________________________________	C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Human Torch | Jonathan Lowell Spencer Storm | 41 American | Mutated Human | Member of The Future Foundation Manhattan | New York | USA ________________________________________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ The Human Torch (Johnny Storm) has the ability to wreath his entire body in fire, fly, and shoot flames from himself. Johnny was present on the mission that gave Sue and Ben their powers, and obtained his own powers similarly. Canonically, Johnny is a bit of a cocksure diva and his youth and immaturity were always front and center in his personality and conflicts, so I wanted to write a Johnny Storm who was somewhat humbled and matured by the untimely death and sacrifice of Reed, his brother-in-law, while being given the opportunity to age up a bit, becoming more responsible, and even starting a healthy family as Reed and Sue never had the opportunity to start theirs.
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ C R Y S T A L C R Y S T A L _________________________________________________________	C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Crystal | Crystalia Amaquelin-Storm | 39 House of Agon | Inhuman | Member of The Future Foundation / Princess of the Inhuman Royal Family Manhattan | New York | USA ________________________________________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Crystal (Crystalia Storm) is a member of the Inhuman Royal Family (also known as the House of Agon) who was exposed to terrigen mist at a young age and developed elemental powers, able to control and manipulate water, fire, earth, and air. The Inhuman Royal Family started out as enemies of the Fantastic Four, but after discovering an internal, inhuman plot to pit the royal family against the Fantastic Four and seize power, the Fantastic Four helped the Royal Family foil this plot, and have been close allies ever since. Canonically, Crystal and Johnny have had a relationship, and Crystal has been a temporary member of the Fantastic Four. In this reimagining, Johnny and Crystal are married and Crystal is a permanent member, replacing Dr. Doom.

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - P R E V I O U S R O S T E R S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ The Fantastic Four Founding Roster (1999 - 2006) ►Mrs. Fantastic (Sue Richards) ►Dr. Iron (Victor Von Doom) ►The Thing (Ben Grimm) ►The Human Torch (Johnny Storm) The Fantastic Four Core Members (2007 - 2010) ►Mrs. Fantastic (Sue Richards) ►The Thing (Ben Grimm) ►The Human Torch (Johnny Storm) The Fantastic Four Affiliate Members (2007 - 2010) ►Medusa (Medusalith Amaquelin) ►Crystal (Crystalia Amaquelin) - - C U R R E N T R O S T E R ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ The Future Foundation Current Roster: (2011 - Present) ►Mrs. Fantastic (Sue Richards) ([color=00aeef][/color]) ►The Thing (Ben Grimm) ([color=orange][/color]) ►The Human Torch (Johnny Storm) ([color=red][/color]) ►Crystal (Crystalia Amaquelin-Storm) ([color=yellow][/color]) - - S U P P O R T I N G C A S T ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Dr. Doom (Victor Von Doom) - Old friend, former member of the team, and dictator of Latveria ► The House of Agon (Inhuman Royal Family) - Various members of the Inhuman Royal Family, based out of the hidden city-state of Attilan located in the North Atlantic ► Cynthia Storm - Daughter of Johnny and Crystal - - E N E M I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Namor (The Submariner) - King of Atlantis. Wishes to marry Sue Richards ► Galactus - Cosmic entity ► The Silver Surfer - Herald of Galactus ► Skrulls - Space empire of shape-shifters K E Y E V E N T S K E Y E V E N T S _________________________________________________________ [+] - K E Y E V E N T S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Birth of Victor Von Doom (1971) ◼ Birth of Reed Richards and Ben Grimm (1975) ◼ Birth of Sue Storm (1977) ◼ Birth of Johnny Storm (1982) ◼ Reed, Ben, and Victor meet at State University, New York, becoming fast friends (1993) ◼ Victor's experiment results in an accident, scarring his face. Reed consoles him. Victor leaves the US to do some soul-searching (1995) ◼ Reed and Sue marry (1997) ◼ Reed's experimental spaceflight with his wife Sue, best friend Ben, and brother-in-law Johnny results in them getting bombarded with cosmic rays and obtaining their powers. Reed sacrifices himself to ensure his family and friends return to Earth safely (1998) ◼ With their newfound powers, Sue founds the Fantastic Four alongside Victor, who has returned to mourn Reed's death (1999) ◼ Victor takes a hiatus to resolve the instability of his homeland, Latveria (2006) ◼ Victor becomes dictator of Latveria, is labeled an enemy to world peace by NATO (2010) ◼ The Fantastic Four is renamed to The Future Foundation, reflecting a shift in intent and policy (2011) ◼ Johnny and Crystal marry (2017) ◼ Cynthia is born (2019) -

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ As one of marvel's oldest IPs, The Fantastic Four are burdened with a lot of outdated story tropes that are difficult to resolve in the modern age, part of why it's been so difficult to create a good Fantastic Four movie. Reed Richards has always been the 'main character' whose genius and importance overshadow the others. So I wanted to reimagine a Fantastic Four without a Mr. Fantastic, giving the other members the chance to shine in his absence. I noticed an unusual throughline with The Fantastic Four and the threats they faced. Their enemies are often political entities. Namor is a king, Doom is a dictator, The Inhumans are royalty, and the Skrull are a space empire. it makes sense for Captain America to fight the Red Skull, but the Fantastic Four are not themselves seen as a political entity, so I wanted to imagine what it would be like if they got more involved with changing the world not just through fighting but through activism and altruism. Such activities would create an additional sort of drama as they start to aggravate existing power structures. Canonically, Reed Richards did found the Future Foundation to explore ways in which science can benefit all of humanity, so this idea isn't completely out of left field. Due to the rising tension with mutants which seems to be the current major plot point in this RP, I would like to set up the Future Foundation as a place to which young, superpowered individuals, mutant and non-mutant alike, can apply to become affiliate members. Sue believes that mutants need non-mutant allies to stand up for them and provide them with opportunities or else the divide will only widen. I am also reimagining a world in which the relationship between Reed Richards and Victor Von Doom had become one of friendship instead of rivalry. I feel that a touch of empathy and love might be enough to turn Doom's trajectory completely around. However, Doom still becomes dictator of Latveria, and is labeled a threat to global peace by NATO, who consider his methods counter to "Democracy", ie. capitalism. Doom still supports the Future Foundation under the table with his considerable resources and knowledge, but on paper, the Future Foundation has been forced to disavow Doom to maintain their public image. Given that my theme is to make things 'political', the continuing secret relationship between the Future Foundation and Latveria could jeopardize the Future Foundation's legitimacy in the eyes of Western Nations. S A M P L E P O S T S A M P L E P O S T ________________________________________________________________________________________ T H E F F T H E F F Location: A bar in Manhattan Post #1: A toast to the future "A superhero and a supervillain walk into a bar..." The beginning of a joke Johnny had told her passed through Sue's mind. Of course, that was the whole joke; there was no punchline. It was simply a statement made in jest at this little ritual that she participated in every year of the anniversary of the accident. She sat down at the bar next to a man in a trench coat, a hat, and a scar on his face. "A 'Storm' approaches," the man says, chuckling quietly to himself. "Very funny, 'Vic'," Sue shot back, gesturing to the barkeep, who knew the usual and began preparing her drink. "Ugh, I hate that shorthand, it lacks...gravitas." "Would you prefer Dr. V.D.? Sorry, Johnny came up with that," Sue smirked. Dr. Victor Von Doom spat out some of his drink, choking in laughter, "Tell your brother to never change!" Sue smiled wistfully. Whenever Victor was on television making some announcement related to his country, his thick Latverian accent was always front and center, but he could speak in a perfectly good American accent if he wanted to. He only did the accent out of solidarity with his countrymen, who were understandably wary of American interventionism. Similarly, he always appeared in public with his iron mask. But while most superheroes and supervillains wore masks to hide their true selves, 'Victor' was the persona, and Dr. Doom was who he really was. He was a man robed in deception, but Sue knew that beneath the layers of lies was a man who was dramatically and bombastically sincere with himself. "How's Cynthia?" Victor asked about his god-daughter, and Sue's niece. "She's healthy. No powers yet, so here's hoping it stays that way," Sue replied. Johnny just wanted their daughter to live a normal life, fearful that if she developed powers, she would be labeled a mutant and persecuted. Of course, Crystal was a bit more open-minded about it, offering to raise Cynthia with her family should Cynthia reveal her abilities. "How's Namor?" "Victor, please..." Sue rubbed her forehead in exasperation. Her drink arrived so she took a sip; the bartender left without another word. "I'm serious," Victor insisted, "Despite his repeated, unwanted advances, the king is intelligent, handsome, wealthy... you could do worse." "I could do better." "But think about it, between you and Johnny, you would have Atlantis in one hand, and Attilan in the other," Doom gestured dramatically, as if embracing the sun. "You're doing it again," Sue teased, referring to Victor's unfortunate penchant towards megalomania. "He doesn't respect me, Victor. And if you think he's such a catch, maybe you should marry him." "Maybe... maybe..." Victor swished his drink around wistfully reminiscing about the past, and a future that was never meant to be. A silence fell between them as the topic inevitably arrived at Sue's late husband, Reed Richards. "We're opening up the FF affiliates program to mutants," Sue declared, avoiding the subject, "Bring some young mutants under the FF banner, train them up as superheroes, garner some public respect and support... Sure, it's basically the same thing Dr. Xavier is doing at his school, but it's not enough if it's just mutants helping mutants, right? Us non-mutants need to step up and show solidarity. Show the world that cooperation and coexistence is not only possible, but also beneficial." Victor nodded, "Latveria will also be granting our mutants full citizenship and protection under the law. Additionally, our embassies the world over will be offering political asylum to mutants who are not known supervillains." "It could be dangerous. The Brotherhood might try to infiltrate your country." "Let them come, and face the might of Doom!" Sue looked at Victor and admired his honesty and single-minded dedication. "How long can we keep doing this?" she asked in a moment of vulnerability. "As long as it takes," Victor replied with an uncharacteristic gentleness, "It's what Reed would have wanted." Sue looked at her drink, then lifted it up, "To Reed." "To... the future." Sample Post

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(NOW CLOSED:) Marvel RE: Imagine - A Marvel Comics Roleplay

So, roll call, who's happy for me to take over as GM?

@mattmanganon

I would like this to keep going if possible, so I would be happy to have you GM.

Savage Beast Wars

Can we assume there are other survivors on the maximal ship, or is it just Einhorn, Nautica, and Septishock?

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@Sniblet

is the epithet Basilisk a reference to Roko's Basilisk?

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Salem Vicarious, The Lord of Lost Things

Name: Salem Vicarious
Epithets: The Lord of Lost Things, Teracore's Magnum Opus

Age: 555 years old

Teracore:

In this plane, there is only one planet of note, Teracore, a magitech fantasy land governed by two fundamental forces, ether and codex. Ether is liquid magic, liquid energy, it can be distilled from light or extracted from any source of energy, including organic, and is often made from seed oils or mineral gases. Ether releases physical force when activated, and is used to power all sorts of punk-tech marvels in the world of Teracore. Ether can also be vaporized, and becomes an extension of the wielder's will, allowing telekinesis and manipulation of other physical forces and fundamental energies. Codex is the ability for a human to mentally and magically control a certain volume of ether. Codex has two parameters, capacity and complexity. A powerful machine would have a large ether chamber, requiring much high-capacity codex to control; conversely, a complicated machine would have many small ether chambers, and require high-complexity codex to control.

On Teracore, with the help of individuals with inherently high codex coefficients, humanity advanced rapidly in the field of technology, creating airships, skyscrapers, mecha, and other magnificently magical marvels of engineering. Of course, such power in the hands of so many inevitably led to violence, and a squad of peacekeepers were formed; mostly young girls with tremendously high codex aptitudes, who could control the most intricate and most powerful machines and wield the strongest spells. Under their watchful gaze, Teracore flourished, for a time...

After Salem was done with it though, the entire planet has been optimized into a factory world of forges and furnaces, extracting ether wherever it can be found and producing an endless stream of minions and parts for his enjoyment.

Description:

In his native form, Salem is an automaton, a ball-jointed doll in the shape of a small child. He dresses in Victorian/Gothic-esque dollwear and gives off a 'pretty and cute' demeanor. As something created initially in the form of a children's toy, Salem is vain and cares a great deal about his appearance and how he's perceived by others, and if he cannot make you love him, then he will make you fear him. This stems from a sense of abandonment he felt when his creator turned a new leaf and stopped producing evil toys, leaving Salem with a fragile mentality and a sadistic streak. His domination of Teracore was essentially one prolonged tantrum.

Backstory:

Salem's creator was one of Teracore's premier villains, and nemesis of the Peacekeepers. A disgruntled researcher who used his knowledge to create weapons in the form of toys, the Toymaker's primary advantage was that he had found Teracore's Shard, the Omnicodex, an artifact of infinite codex and infinite ether, allowing him to control weapons and devices of impossibly intricate design.

Throughout his entire arc of villainy, the Toymaker worked on Salem, teaching the budding sentient thing all his grudges and dreams of world domination. But fight after fight, defeat after defeat, the Toymaker began to doubt himself, until one day, through the power of 'love and friendship', the Peacekeepers convinced the Toymaker to abandon his villainous ways; yet Salem waited in the Toy Factory with what remained of the Toymaker's other creations. Salem was to be the Toymaker's Magnum Opus, his final weapon, but he needed to be powered by the Omnicodex, which lingered in the factory, just out of reach. Unable to move without it, all Salem could do was talk, and talk he did, trying over and over again to get one of the Toymaker's other, significantly dumber, creations to bring the Omnicodex to him so that he could no longer be paralyzed. Mind-numbing decades later, it finally happened, one of the other puppets brought Salem the Omnicodex and he broke free from the Factory, ready to exact his purpose upon the idyllic world of the Peacekeepers.

At first, he sought out his creator, believing that he had been captured. But when he tore through Teracore's capital city and found the Toymaker, all he saw was a placid old man who had found peace, and who pleaded with Salem to stop his rampage. Abandoned, disillusioned, and filled with rage, Salem snapped, and the Omnicodex 'spoke' to him, showing him a great vision and a renewed purpose, not confined by the weakness and limits of his creator, one that would elevate him above just a toy, just a creation. Salem did not stop until he had subjugated the entire planet and forced its population to provide him with an endless supply of ether, machine parts, and automaton minions. He had become the creator now, the watchmaker, the world ticked by according to his design. His first task complete, the plane of Teracore was 'invited back' into the fold of Chaos, where Salem hoped to meet his 'true' creator and his 'true' siblings.

The Omnicodex:

Teracore's Shard of Chaos takes on the form of an intricate mechanical bauble, reflecting the technomagical nature of its native plane. A red glow emanates through the seams and filigrees of the Omnicodex. On Teracore, everything is finite, and there are laws of conservation in place concerning mass and energy that also apply to codex and ether. As a Shard of Chaos, the Omnicodex violates Teracore's ruling principles, and is a device of infinite codex and infinite ether. It's codex coefficient is so great, in fact, that it can be used to simulate sentient intelligence, and forms the core of Salem's 'soul' as the only true AI from Teracore.

The Omnicodex forms the basis for all of Salem's abilities. He primarily uses it to constantly emit gaseous ether, which has a hazy, blue-green glow, and allows him to manipulate physical forces within his vicinity. He mostly just uses this to telekinetically lift and throw a ludicrous number of objects, as well as to control any more-specialized piece of Teracore machinery that he brings from his homeworld, but it also allows him to cast spells, his favorite of which are lasers, gravity spells, and sound-based spells. As an arrogant display of his power, Salem prefers to hover instead of walk, telekinetically moving himself at just above eye-level, allowing him to look down on all around him.

The Omnicodex has been painted to resemble an eye with a red iris, and sits in Salem's right eye socket, where it provides him with his powers.

Powers:

• Telekinesis - Salem behaves like a poltergeist on steroids. Able to constantly spread gaseous ether, and with more than enough complex codex to control it all, Salem's preferred method of fighting is essentially an 'endless yeet', where anything and everything can be a projectile.
• Trick Weapons - As an evil toy, every part of Salem's doll body incorporates some hidden weapon or gadget: arm blades, finger guns, you name it. These parts can also separate and be telekinetically moved around, allowing Salem to attack from multiple angles, making it much harder to dodge and avoid his attacks.
• The Toy Chest - Salem often rides on or carries an oversized coffin that contains replacement parts for his bodies, as well as various different specialized weapons, allowing him versatility and a way to deal with unusual situations.
• Teracore Spells - Teracore is, at its heart, a magical world, though it is covered by a veneer of science and technology. Ether can be used as fuel to cast spells, and Teracore spells often have the hint of science, so their 'elements' are usually ones that more closely align with scientific fundamental forces, air becomes sound and electricity, fire becomes heat, light, and explosions, earth becomes gravity, and water becomes cold. Salem is adept at all these and will resort to them if just throwing shit doesn't cut it.
• Amalgam - Salem's body is modular, and once he's decided to drop the cutesy facade, he can keep adding additional doll parts and other machinery to keep growing his body into a large, grotesque, body horror creation, seemingly without limit. The monstrous "final form".

Assets:

• Factory World - Salem has converted Teracore into a factory world that constantly produces mechanical soldiers, replacement body parts, ether-based weapons, and whatever else might be needed.
• Toy Soldiers - Teracore is policed by a massive force of robotic mannequins and toy-like creations. The weakest among them are just slightly stronger than the average human. However, the soldiers follow a protocol of self-improvement, and are always seeking to scavenge for parts to add to their own bodies, while competing with each other to rise through the ranks in a simulated 'mechanical evolution'. So no two soldiers are alike, each sporting their own 'optimized' combination of different abilities.

The City of Lost Things:

Salem's corner of Gladius is a large chamber made to simulate an industrial-era city nightscape, the architecture being a grotesque mishmash of Victorian, Gothic, and Baroque. Toy soldiers mill about in the city's dark, cramped alleys. They simulate 'citizen life', living in homes with fake dysfunctional families, and heading to work to do nothing. In the center is an opulent Mansion, The House that Salem Built, where Salem resides. It is like Disneyland, where it's made to look larger than it actually is.

Themes:

Idling, scheming, and conniving

Ominous entrance

Memories of Teracore

Frantic fight of flying and flinging flechettes

Misc:

• Salem's faceclaim is Souseiseki from the anime/manga Rozen Maiden.