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@Double
I apologize immensely, I've been busy, but that's still no reason to be this late. I ask for forgiveness. *Bows repeatedly.*
@Gentlemanvaultboy

Ozo? Figurtively, he could eventually eat the entire planet, if given enough time, and a motive. Although, that'd involve moving everyone off the planet who was good, or able to be redeemed in terms of being able to be good...He is a hero after all.
@Wraithblade6 @Gentlemanvaultboy @thewizardguy

Ozo opened his mouth wide....

It was the perfect storm......

So many different factors coming together, causing a moment like this to be a one in a thousand....

Ozo's mouth clamped down, as he consumed both the magical bolt, and the magic resistant sword shard. Normally, the sword shard would of simply sat in his gut, unable to be broken down by his magical digestion. However, this was not a normal situation. With the combined boost from both Firebrand's talisman, and the burst of energy from Damien's lightning, the sword shard melted down almost instantly, the burst of energy being to much for even such a thing.

Upgrade gained: All forms. Innate magic resistance. Level?: Unknown.

Ozo then stopped acting like he was in pain..the voices drew quieter. No longer did it feel like a battering ram against his sanity. Simple, whispers that did nothing to sway him...or..maybe not. Maybe they were simply digging slower..to slow to notice..fast enough to worry about?

"Oh.....I feel better....oddly hungrier....but...better..." Ozo says, smiling a bit, burping up some blue flames. "...Well, thank you! That did the trick..."
With that, Ozo quickly takes off the talisman, handing it back to Firebrand. "Thanks for letting me borrow that. I'll need to use that again at some point." Ozo says, jokingly.
@Flamelord

As for studying Imperium Tech, Martin's just handed ya some freebies.
@Flamelord @thewizardguy @Wraithblade6 @Tyki

Martin raised an arm, the robotic defense force quickly lowering their weapons. He smiled a bit, and exited his own combat suit, which closed up, and walked away. Martin was confident. He saw the fear in their eyes. He saw the terror his machines put in them. This showed they knew that killing him would be foolish, and further, that they could feel fear. The sense of self preservation, the feeling to ward of stupid actions involving the dangerous, and unknown.
"Good...Good...Err..do you all like tea? Maybe coffee, or hot cocoa? I've most kind of Nanostream drinks..If..that's ok. Also, I'd like to get into Gou'ald space quickly, as to avoid the imperium just dropping bombs on my station..which if they do, expect me to react badly towards them, I warn you." Martin states. moving his station deeper into Asian space, slowly, sending a video transmission to the ship where the Jaffa had first appeared from. Transmitting the talks, and to show what Martin's intent was by moving into Gou'ald space. However, he notes the turmoil happening in the distance....
"..It appears some sort of anomaly is happening near by...damn..I'm sorry, but this will have to wait. As a parting gift..some tech I got from the imperium." Martin tells them, as several robots equiped with the mechanical parts of the Servitors he had taken apart appear, and bow. "They'll obey your orders, mine over yours of course..but do feel free to study them. In my short time of owning them, I've already used my extensive tools here to discover how they work. It's barbaric in my views..so maybe you'll get more use out of them, than I." Martin tells the Jaffa. "But for now..we must discuss later my asylum. This anomaly is worrying, and I'm detecting the strange fortress that was just here, there, and it's causing some odd readings to appear...I have to see what is happening...but should I not return...be cautious if you come looking for me. I've no idea what you might find." Martin warns. "Return to your ship..I'll return shortly."
@Im a huge mess @Vampy

Gene looked around, this place seemed..ok. Ok, at best. He had a mild frown as he set his backpack against the wall..along with a doffle bag....and a tool box...and another tool box.
He had a lot of stuff, to say the least. He did, however, keep with him a roll of duct tape, some screws in a small, clear baggie, a battery powered toaster, which he had hanging off of his belt, and finally, his phone, which he kept on his belt as well, it being an old flip phone, attached to a key chain so he didn't loose it, again.
Quickly making his way to the front row, jingling as he moved due to the screws in his pockets. He flopped into his chair, sitting next to Megan.
"..Sup. Names Gene. Local crazy scientist." Gene says, looking over at Megan. "...Anyone ever tell you, that you sorta look like Marceline the vampire queen?" He asks, not hitting on her, but being generally oblivious, and without manners. He, in fact, knew proper manners, but couldn't be arsed lately. She was still bothering him. Megan looked a little like her...with the black hair...
He visibly frowned, looking..angry. Sad. Confused. It'd most likely be very off putting for poor Megan, who'd have no context as for why Gene was looking like he was. He almost looked like he was going to get violent, from the look on his face. He quickly looked away from Megan, and to the stage.
@Wraithblade6 @CreedTheChimera @kishin asura @ShadowVentus

"Well, that's confidential. I'm sure he'd be very embarrassed if I told you what the potion was for, and I'd rather not piss of a godly being." Minx says, chuckling gently. "Although, it's something that's specific to him, so no thoughts of simple mortal woes...I've been acting sorta as his..doctor, of sorts." She adds.

Jeffry wriggles over to Ilyndriel, and cooed at her, attempting to tell her he was there. The small creature made a gentle cooing noise, rather than its lowed, almost ear grating SCREEEE it had been. Maybe it was calm, or scared. Either way, it wasn't being loud, which might just be a plus.
@Gentlemanvaultboy @Wraithblade6 @thewizardguy

As Fire-Dio-Brando reaches out for the Talisman, he sees Ozo tense up, and clutch his head, letting out a low scream. "IT'S IN MY HEAD! IT'S IN MY HEAD! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!" He yells, twitching, and almost crying. He sees what the power seeks to do, and it worries him, for he doubts his friends would wish to leave, and he would mayhap try to hurt them! How vile a thought. No, he refused! He would not let this voice take control, but he knew he himself can't....
In the midst of the agony, and the pain of the voice clawing into his mind, Ozo had a spark of cunning. With a wince, he looked to the others. "This..thing...is going to make me try..to..remove you..from here..I..need to eat something..able...to resist...." He grunts, loudly, in obvious pain from the mental strain of resisting. He made his plea, and he hoped his would be friends could help him, somehow. "I grow..and..adapt by eating...energy..or matter....if...need be..cast magic at me to consume, to help bolster myself..against..this....thing..." He grunts, his words growing slower, as the voices gained ground. IT would not be long..not long, at all.
Name: Gene Davidson
Age: First Year. 15
How your char looks:


History: Born to a kind family, Gene's life quickly began to shift as his magical powers became apparent, him dismantling vcrs, and toasters, without the aid of tool or instruction. A gifted tinkerer, Gene quickly built (and had exploded) several nifty inventions. Silly toys, and things to help support his surprisingly lazy personality. He at one point had a girlfriend, but she was killed in a car wreck not long after meeting Gene, which has given him emotional scars to match his physical ones. He tends to be a tad cold, but it is to hide an open wound..

What your dream is: To one day, be able to sit on a beach with his friends, sipping on some sort of tropical fruity drink, as kings and queens of the world, taking over with wonderful inventions to help others.

What kind of magic your char has: Technomancy: The ability to dismantle, control, and re-figure, mechanical things, ranging from a simple toaster to a complex bit of computing tech. This also gives him an innate knowledge of how said machines work. They do risk not being put together correctly, and exploding in some instances, which explains the scars over Gene's body.
@Flamelord

When the Gou'ald appear, they find a fluffy creature in a mech suit, armed with a multi-barreled laser weapon of some sort on the shoulder, a large rocket on its back, and a helm that has a sort of cannon on the visor. It's armored, pained red, and grey, and seems to glow with a faint blue aura. It's quite menacing, or so it seems to be, giving off an un-natural intimidation. As well as several large, hulking mechs piloted by AI cubes, small brain like devices, and countless more robotic crewmates, made to help maintain the station All in all, it looked like a sea of metal faces, ready to, no doubt, turn the Gou'ald, into goulash.
"..Hello..." Martin says. "I take it we're not gonna have any problems like the space marines were gonna cause, sending huge boarding torpedoes with no doubt heavily armed troops to kill me, and those I were attempting to save.." He growls. He was weary. Nervous. Paranoid. He felt like these odd humans could too, cause problems just as fast.
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