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Post by Knukails on May 14, 2014 8:43:38 GMT
ORIGINS: PROLOGUE
Written by Knukails, edited & cleaned by Ruliya
Twelve inch thick tungsteel doors split diagonally in the middle with a whoosh and receded into the frames within half a second, the slight noise disrupting the man sat inside’s work. A fifteen year old girl does her best to silently tip-toe towards the man sitting behind a desk.
“Arianna,” he said, startling the girl, without turning around, or even looking up from his work “Why are you still awake?”
“My apologies for interrupting your work Marcus,” a woman clad in powerful armour said exasperatedly as she stormed in, after Arianna, “but Mistress insisted on coming to see you.” She walked quickly over to Arianna, who was still stood where she had stopped when Marcus spoke, and placed a firm hand upon her shoulder, “We will be going now.”
Marcus still did not turn around, but raised a hand, just a little, “No,” he said, his powerful voice resonating around the room, “It is fine.”
The woman looked a little confused, but removed her hand as Marcus spoke again, “You are relieved. Get some rest Dominike,” he said turning his head slightly so he could see behind him, a small smile on his face, “It appears as though you could use some.”
Arianna did her best to hide her chuckle, “Night Doom,” she said as the woman nods at both Marcus and her before turning to leave the room. The doors repeating its mechanical split, whoosh, close.
Mistress walked slowly behind the desk, as she did, Marcus turned the seat fully round and looked upon her with a smile, she stretched her arms out, wrapping them around him, hugging him tight as she climbs onto his lap, “I couldn’t sleep.”
Marcus holds a caring hand around her, “I can see that,” he said with a loving smile.
“Can you teach me something?” she asks, her eyes getting a little starry.
“Arianna,” Marcus said as he leaned back in his chair, “You have the best teachers available from all over the globe. What has so titillated that mind of yours that it could not wait until morning?”
Mistress sprung off of his lap, she excitedly half ran over to a screen, pressing a small green button on the bottom left, activating it. She used her finger on the touchscreen surface, and flipped left through a few pages before finding what she was looking for. She gleefully pressed the symbol on the screen.
A moment later, the holo-projector on Marcus’ large table activated, displaying a large floating symbol. A symbol Marcus knew very well. His Warlords symbol. He sighs slightly as he stands up, “I see.”
Arianna walks slowly back to him, as he says, “What exactly did you want to know?”
KARATOS
“I want to know more about them”. Mistress says. Marcus looks up at her. “Who do you want to start with”? “Karatos”. The visage of the savage warlord appears in the room. His brutal ways are evident in his armor. Adorned with the skulls, hair & teeth of his enemies, ammunition, titanium/tungsten shield, Shotgun spear, cloth that drapes from his waist. His helmets visor is made to show the visage of a skull & a massive crest runs along the length of his helmet. The hologram animates giving it the appearance of breathing. “His name was Timothy, he was a smart, good man”. “Born in Chicago to a law working couple, he grew up quite passive…with very clear views on right & wrong”. “When he was…20 he was out on the town with his fiancé when his ability surfaced”. “Wait, he has an ability”? Mistress cut in. “Yes”. “Then why doesn’t he ever use it”? “Be cause he can’t control it”. “Windows, headlight covers, screens of smartphones etc. where pulled from their fixtures, shattered into razor sharp jagged pieces then sent into a whirlwind of glass, blood & bone”. “He killed 500 people including his fiancee, the glass & exertion left him severely injured”. “On the brink of death, broken in both body & mind i brought him to me”. “I told him i could rebuild him into something powerful, he didn’t care what i did”. “After his transformation in the forge he returned savage & brutal”. “Appeared damn near insane.” “ Putting him in armor i asked what he wanted to be called”. “He said his fiancé (he claims she was a titaness) speaks to him & told him the name he will take”. “Karatos, wrath of the Olympians”.
"Thankfully he's stuck in Mediterranean & his army while one of the strongest is smaller then the others". "Once i beat him into there the others kept him in place". Mistress looked at the general. "So you've taken all the generals down"? "Not all". Marcus replied. "Tenzin is still operating on his own accord, he thinks he can fake Reznov's action of willingly setting boundaries". "My scouts say he's massing his armies, going to have to deal with that issue soon".
“Can you tell me more about him”? Mistress asked. Marcus sighs & nods. “Fine, last one”. “Tenzin”. As soon as the asian warlord starts to appear Doom comes running into Marcus’s chamber. She’s in full combat gear. “Sir, Tenzin has moved on his borders”. “Dammit, get the army together”. “Dad…” Mistress started. “Arianna, go back to your room”. “Keeper & Slender will watch over you”. Marcus moves for the door. Taking a glance at the holographic warlord. “One last conquest”.
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Post by Knukails on May 15, 2014 12:20:36 GMT
TENZIN
Marcus stood within the command center of his command center. With him were Doom & his commanders. Doom activates a holographic panel, Tenzin appears in the room. Marcus scowls at the Warlord. Tenzin’s armor is Samurai like. Tall twin horns sit apon his helmet, a separated red demons face plate rest on his collar, ammunition & magazines pocket the armor, as well as hidden weapons. Triplet swords, each longer then the next, held on his back. “He kept his name from before becoming a warlord”. Marcus looked at the others. “A prodigy, if he had been born a few hundred years ago he’d be a legendary warrior”. Marcus paces. “He’s a follower of Bushido, very honorable, but don’t think that he’ll be an easy fight”.
“Tenzin is a genius, his military is specialized & highly efficient, His Shogun are designed to be warlord like”. Doom activates a secondary panel. “There are seven of them”. Doom says. Marcus nods. “The hard fight will be in the open plains & in the major cities, CQC will play a very large role here”. “So remember to tell the men to fix their bayonets & sharpen swords & knives”. “Also, if you encounter Tenzin DO NOT ENGAGE”. “He is the fastest being on the planet despite having no abilities, he became that way from training & meditation". “If he appears, call for a strike & retreat”. Doom leans on the console. “Will you be joining us”? “No”. Marcus answered. “I’ll leave this to you all, if i step foot on the field it means the situation has become dire”. “You’ve been briefed…move out”.
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Post by Knukails on May 17, 2014 13:26:11 GMT
DOOM
Doom & her team sat in the ruins of an ramen shop. They were all out of breath, having escaped an encounter with two Shoguns not long before. Doom removed her helmet, revealing an attractive face, a scar running down her cheek & short black hair. She wasn’t the most imposing, coming in at a lean 5’8, but her ferocity in battle had earned her a nickname from Marcus. She laid her head on a flat piece of debris & reviewed the day in her thoughts. *sigh* ‘Its only been seven hours into todays missions & I’ve lost 7 Wara’s’. She looks towards the ones she has left. ‘three…& they’re green’. ‘Hopefully we can get extraction’. “Leah, get on the net, we need extraction”. “This net unit was destroyed when Kirk died ma’am”. “Dammit”! Doom really didn’t want to call it but she had to.
She activated a beacon in her helmet. As soon as she did, everyones hair stood on end, chills ran down spines. An instinctual reaction the an unnatural threat. “Hssssss”. An unnaturally tall being seemed to bleed out of the shadows. It wore a suit that seemed to flow with its body. It’s skin is semi-translucent, allowing Doom to see it’s skull. It had no eyes or any facial features. ”Slender, we need to-“. Doom is cut off. *Growl* “Okay, how is she”? *Hisssss* “Tell her Doom said to stop using Keeper as a transport platform”. *Growl, hisss* “I’ll be fine”. *Hisss* “We need to get to F.O.B. Alpha”. The sounds of bones breaking & muscle tearing fills the air as tendrils emerge from Slender’s body. They coil around the Wara’s bodies. Then they all bleed into the shadows & disappears.
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Post by Knukails on May 17, 2014 21:57:53 GMT
FALL OF F.O.B. ALPHA
“Now get back to-“. *ROAR, BOOM* A bomb explodes close to Doom & her group. Slender extended its body to protect its allies. The F.O.B. was under attack. “Slender, go”! Doom shouted as she & her team dashed into the fray. the battle was fierce, Doom slaughtered soldiers easily but something was off. ‘They’re all Tanuki & Chi soldiers.’ She thought. ‘What commander would attack Alpha’? F.O.B. Alpha wasn’t just where Wara guards were stationed. It was also were the brutal Reaper-Knights & Death-Tankers were stationed. ‘What idiot would-‘. A hard kick to the ribs quieted her thoughts.
She brought her swords up to block another. What she saw when she looked up…Doom had only felt fear three times. When she was put in the Forge to become a Wara guard, when she first entered battle & when she saw first hand exactly why Marcus was king. But now…fear was very present & so was death. Her enemy is an imposing 6’2, his armor is a blend of ancient & future. His red demons war mask unclasped from his visor & retracted to its place on his collar. “Dominiku-chan, watashi wa kanmei o ukemashita.” Tenzin spoke. “Vokun-sama wa anata o motte iru koto wa kōundearu”. Doom shifted her weight, sliding her swords opposite of her. Free of the clash she stands before Tenzin, who bows slightly.“I thought you were meditating in Tokyo, why are you leading this attack”? “The Wara guards are the vanguard of Vokun-sama’s forces, a key target in hampering his invasion”. Tenzin stated as they clash again. Doom just barely keeping up with the warlord. She knows he’s going easy on her. “You know that’ll force Marcus to enter the field”. Tenzin steps back to kill two Reaper-Knights. “Then i will get a chance to test myself against him”. “You have survived two clashes with me, i will allow you five minutes to retreat.” Tenzin bows again.
Doom didn’t even think, she keyed her mike & ordered the retreat. Running as fast as she could, slaughtering all in her way, she made her way the the wounded. Helping them onto transports she lost tract of time. She felt a rush of wind then looked up to see Tenzin slaying two Wara’s. He jumps into the air, cleaves the tail of a transport apart. landing just an the transport crashes & explodes he stood before Doom & ten Wara’s, sword in each hand. Doom & her Wara’s fought bravely but were no match. Beaten & bloodied, Doom stood defiantly amongst the corpses of her friends. Tenzin crouched low then sprinted full speed at her. Knowing it was her last moment she roars as she swings her swords forward. Power begins to radiate from her, then channels into her sword. When Tenzin brought his swords apon hers they shattered on contact. Time seem to slow as Doom's eyes went wide & Tenzin's head cocked. Without missing a beat the warlord spun. Dropping his swords & clasping his hands together he smashes his hammer fist into her chest. The force & momentum sent her crashing into a building. Doom coughed up blood when she came to. 'How...'. The scream of a bomber fills the air, then the building Doom took shelter in exploded. She was near dead when an Hitotsume & Kage Neko pulled her out of the rubble. She awoke in a village far from the battle. “What is your name”? The Kage Neko asked. “Domi-…Katherine…Katherine Wynter".
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Post by Knukails on May 21, 2014 3:49:17 GMT
WATCHER
“Happy 17th birthday Arianna”. Marcus said as he kissed his daughters forehead. She looks up & smiles. “Thanks daddy”. “Aren’t you a bit old to be calling me that”? “Nope”! Marcus laughs. “So, where do you want to go”? Arianna thinks.”I wanna go to the Frozen Coast”. Marcus gave his daughter a confused look. “You want to go to the third shittiest place on the planet”? “Third”? “After Reznov’s Russia & Karatos’s New Macedonia”. “Oh, i want to go so i can learn defense”. She said. Marcus continued his confused look.
“Mistress Reyes”? Arianna didn’t hear the Snow Guard at first. She was too distracted by the sheer massiveness of the Wall. The virtually impenetrable wall that extended across the border of the Frozen Coast. “How did my father defeat Watcher”? Mistress asked the Snow Guard. The man said nothing as he led her into the wall. It was cold, very cold. Snow fell constantly, which is quite a feat considering she was in Louisiana in mid-July. Making her way to the place she would be staying she met an older man sitting at a table. He noticed her reading a book on the Frozen Coast. “Those things don’t tell the whole truth”. He said. Mistress looked at him. “How would you know”? The man pulled a crest from his coat & set it on the table. It was a frozen eye. The original crest of Watchers army. “Come inside, i’ll tell you the history of Watcher”. After stepping inside the man activated a holo-projector.
The mammoth Warlord appeared in the room. He was massive & stood at an imposing 6”7. His visor was emblazoned with a beastial face. His armor is incredibly reinforced, a massive left gauntlet covered in spikes, high pauldrons & thick grieves. Like his brethren, ammunition covered his armor. “Watchers origin is an unfortunate one”. The old man spoke. “When he was young, his cryokinisis awakened”. “It was nothing compared to now & none but he, his brother & his friend knew”. “He never used his ability until an traumatic event happened”. “He was at dinner when his power went haywire, like a blizzard/hurricane”. “Everything within a mile either flash froze or experienced severe frostbite”. A young girl brings the old man a very hot cup of tea.
“His family was dead & he lay at the center of the devastation hanging within the realm of death & life”. “He was taken to your father who offered to rebuild him as one of his generals, he accepted. “Taking Offensive defense as his motto he built the wall while your father was in the east & made it impregnable”. The man eyes suddenly turn a bright blue & he blows on his tea. Covering the table in frost & cooling his tea. Mistress had an expression of surprise. “Now then, would you like to hear how your father brought the Watcher to heel”?
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Post by Knukails on May 25, 2014 16:38:35 GMT
BATTLE OF WALL JERICHO
“The wall is internally serrated into sections, like Troy or Berlin for example”. The old man started. “The taming of the Frozen Coast was short & brutal”. “It started as a border conflict between the Watcher & Hawk”. “When Lord Vokun moved across the former United States to tame the two warlords, Hawk rejoined with him without conflict”. “The combined armies then assaulted the Wall across its length”. “ Watcher would send large parts of his army outside the wall to fight on the field while the remainder fired at the enemy from battlements on the Wall”.
“I ,at the time, was an Alpha commander stationed at wall section Jericho”. “The battle had been raging for days, Vipers against Alpha’s, air forces against air forces”. “Why so few types”? Mistress asked. “You must remember, most of the differing types were developed around the time of the taming or after”. The old man replied. “Also, Hawk wasn’t a real threat to the wall so the more powerful types were usually held in reserve”. “That was until your father arrived with his forces”. “With his army the tied began to turn, Watcher sent out more powerful soldiers like the first gen Gray Sentinels”. “Vokun replied by launching the Kails shock troopers from the air”.
“We had never seen them before & they were so strong”. “By the time the Wara guard showed i went to Watcher atop a battlement”. “He wanted to use his power, something i said was not a wise decision”. “He ignored me, using his cryokinesis to freeze a sizable portion of the enemy before nearly collapsing”. “I stayed with him while he was recovering, giving out orders & watching the battle through the visors of my men”. “What i saw…” “Watcher’s use of his power forced Vokun to enter the field”. “I’ve never seen a man so calm, so casual, strolling through a raging battlefield”. “With him was an armored woman, obviously Wara guard but perhaps the captain of them”. “She slaughtered anything that got close to your father”.
“Vokun stood in the center of the battle, maybe 800 yards from the Wall”. “His visor began to glow, anything metallic around him levitated, his mastery of power was incredible”. “The battle slowed to a halt as all eyes were on him, his rising arms making any of our soldiers rise into the air”. “With a massive roar he pushes his hands forward, sending a pulse of power down the throat of the field, obliterating any frozen coast soldiers in its way”. “When it hit the wall…”. The old man activated the holo panel, Watchers visage disappeared. Replaced by helmet footage. Mistress saw what the old man described, what she saw had her in awe. Her fathers pulse hit the wall, forcing wall Jericho into itself & pushing it into the Frozen Coast. “Oh god…” The soldier who’s footage they were watching said. The soldier moves his head back towards Vokun. Who closed his fists, making the center of the warped wall section crunch. Then in one rapid movement he throws his arms back. *Kreeeaahh* Wall Jericho is torn open. The old man speaks again. “We couldn’t believe it..we couldn’t conceive it”. “Watcher was easily brought to heel, due to his overconfidence in his defense”. The room where Mistress & the old man were in became very very cold. “It looks like its time for you to go, Watcher is summoning me”. Mistress rises & leaves the mans home. As she left the wall she noticed two things. A massive behemoth of a man, an normal slightly hunched over one standing at the top & an ugly, massive scar on the face of the Wall.
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Post by Knukails on May 28, 2014 18:47:12 GMT
Mistress was sat in her study reading when the Slenderman appeared out of the darkness. “What is it Slender”? *Hissss* “I am studying”. *Growl* “Fine, just hide till he’s gone”. As Slender blends into the shadows a soldier entered the study. He was a Smilie, a name Mistress called one when she saw the non-regulation smile carved into ones helmet. On his chest plate was a sticker. HELLO MY NAME IS: Mark. Mistress eyed him as he walked. She arched her brow as she looked up at him, he stood at attention. “The Slenderman sent me to give you your 18th birthday present”. He said. Mistress interlocked her hands as she crossed her legs. “Did he now, I don’t see any presents”. Mistress smiles. “What is it your giving me”? “I am to teach you”. The smilie replied. Mistress leans back in her chair, eyes flicking up & down the soldier. “& what would that be”? “I am to teach you about Warlord Reznov”. Mistress slumps into her chair, groaning. She looks in the direction she assumed Slender was in. “Your a dick”. *Hissss* “For someone with no mouth you are such a snarky smartass”. Mistress sighs then looks back at the soldier. “Teach me”.
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Post by Knukails on May 30, 2014 0:50:51 GMT
REZNOV
The Soldier activates the rooms Holo-projector. Warlord Reznov appeared in the room. “He was on the shorter scale coming in at 6” & lean build. While he’s armor was relativity simple, with only leather & arctic wolf fur on his collar, His arm & helmet are a different story. His left arm was gone, replace with a robotic one. His helmet was adorned with Antlers. Smilie Mark pointed out a skull with a red star on Reznov’s hip. “That belonged to the former leader of Russia before the the Conquering”. He said. Reznov’s avatar animated him unclasping the skull, revealing that it was attached to a sash on his back. “His birth name is Robert”. Mark begins.
“Born to an industrious couple, he grew up in the lap of luxury”.“While very intelligent he was a recluse, preferring to keep to himself”. “Extremely pacifistic, however this was about to change”. “Roberts ability is tied to “darkness”. Slender appears to bleed out of Mistresses chair. Mark is unfazed. “Unlike Slenderman; Robert’s power is tied to another dimension called the Dark World”. “Roberts power activated during a heated argument in his parents building”. “What happened”? Mistress asked. Mark gave her a cold stare. “Lets just say those who died instantly were lucky”.
“Lord Vokun reached out to Robert, who was in a self imposed exile”. “Becoming warlord Reznov & conquering the Russia of the Soviets”. “Still…his Pacifist ways persist”. “He doesn’t attack his neighbors & for the most part wants to be left alone…in the twisted hellish place he calls home”. Mistress eyed the Smilie intently. “Russia is now locked in permanent night fall. Reznov's power opened a rift between Russia and the Dark World, twisting the landscape and its inhabitants. He made a pact with several beings of the dark world, the terms were sealed in blood and the beings became his Lieutenants”. Mistress rose from her seat, standing before the hologram of the warlord. “Anything else”? She asks. “Reznov understands that despite his powerful army, he will be annihilated by the others”. “However…none ever want to invade his damned domain”.
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Post by Knukails on May 31, 2014 22:00:23 GMT
*sigh* “I never go to nice places”. Mistress complained as she shielded her eyes from the sun . She turned to the massive armored behemoth next to her. “Keeper, why can’t i go in my armor”? “Marcus say so”. Keeper said in a low guttural voice. The two were standing at the border of the RF & Hawk’s Badlands. Mistress sighs as she adjusts her hooded duster. “If i die I’m blaming you”. Keeper just nudges her across the border.
‘i…am going…to die’. Mistress thought as she trudged through the Mojave. She was out of food & water, paranoia from fell like she was constantly being watched & followed kept her from sleeping. A dust storm is on the horizon & closing fast. She puts on a breathing mask, restricting her vision further. She wandered aimlessly in the storm, darting her head around to follow the beings just outside her vision. "Who are you"! A larger shadow appears in the storm before vanishing. She panics, drawing a pistol & firing into the storm. “What the fuck are you”!!!! She screams. She turns around & bumps into something solid. Vision blurry, on the brink of unconsciousness she looks up. The Warlord of the Badlands looks down on her. Mistress had never seen a Warlord up close. “whoa…” She mutters before passing out.
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Post by Knukails on Jun 3, 2014 7:44:37 GMT
HAWK
Mistress wakes at night, near a fire. “Whaa…where”? “Your awake…good”. Mistress sat up then faced the source of the voice. He towered over her. Brown armor clashing with the large white eagle like markings on his right arm. A large machete like sword on his hip & a large tomahawk resting on his lower back. Mistress was at a loss for words. “W-w…warlord Hawk”. She finally managed. Hawk crouched down. “Arianna Reyes, daughter of her fathers throne, Mistress to his world”. Hawk replied. “What”? Mistress looked confused. “N-no…I’m not a mistress like that”. “I understand your title child but you do not understand my meaning”. “You have come to seek my past, yet i will give you the future”.
Mistress stands up, Hawk follows suit. Four A.p.a.c.h.e Commanders sit around the fire. Suddenly they begin chanting, the ground softly vibrates. Hawk speaks just louder then the chanting. “Metal, Ice, Darkness, Science, Strength, Glass, Nature, Energy, Earth”. “The world was reshaped by these things & those who imbued them”. Mistress was sat before the fire, Hawk standing across from her. “Blood spilled, cities plundered, peace replaced by war”. “In all its glory & all its horror”.
“All because of one moment, one man who saw beyond the veil into the mind of the universe”. “A vision of what was to come, of what was to annihilate a world that was too weak & unprepared”. The fire seemed to dance to the chanting, the earth shaked but mistress was entranced. “Let my words echo through your mind as the dancing fire consumes the outside world around you”. “Those who’s power has shaped the world are tied to the universe in ways they cannot understand, some more deeply tied than others”. “There are those that whose power can challenge the Metal, whose power exists alongside the metal as pieces of a whole”. Mistress could start to feel the world differently. “The blood that has been spilt is but a river to the flood that comes to drown us”.
Mistress could feel things flowing through the air, pressures seemed to become greater & lighter around Hawks camp. “Blood will flow once more as it did in the past, Energy will depose Nature, the flood will come, half a world drowns, Power is revealed, Space will emerge”. Mistress hair began to float, as does the dust & rocks among her. “In the moments of despair & defeat….Rebirth”! Everything seemed to flash & Mistresses world went dark. Mistress awakens on her fathers couch. “Jesus Arianna". Marcus says as he walks into the room. "Why do you have a room if your not going to sleep in it”? Mistress looks around confused. “Whats wrong”? Mistress looks at her father & smiles. “Nothing just…tired”.
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Post by Knukails on Jun 10, 2014 10:26:46 GMT
“Oh my god…Slender”!!!! Mistress shouts into the air. The being bleeds out of the shadows. *Growl* “Where are my music drives”?! *hisss* “They are not shitty”! *Growl* “Fucking smartass”. Marcus walks over to Mistress room to check out the commotion. “Dad, Slender is being an asshole”! Mistress shouted. Marcus looked up at the Slenderman with a cocked eye brow. “Oh”? *Hiss, growl* Marcus stares at the being before bursting out laughing.
“Its not funny”! Mistress’s face was red. “God, she does have bad taste in music”. *hisssss* ‘Right”? *growl* “I always pegged you as a metal fan”. *hisss* “I like Ozzy too”. Mistress looked furious. Marcus looks at her. “Maybe if you bothered to learn about the Warlord Slender is trying to teach you about you’ll get your music back”. Mistress sighs explosively. “Fine, but i want you to teach me”. Marcus nods to Slender who vanishes into the shadows. “Follow me Arianna”. Mistress follows her father to the library. Along the way they pass Keeper, who Mistress climbs on top of. Making their way into the library Marucs activates the Holo-Projector. “Todays lesson: Caedyrn”.
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Post by Knukails on Jun 19, 2014 19:04:02 GMT
CAEDYRN
“May i provide assistance in this subject”? A feminine voice spoke. Everyone looked to the door way to see Mistresses armor walking in on its own. Mistress became excited. “Sheila”! She shouts as she runs towards her armor, giving it a hug. “Hey Arianna”. Sheila returns the hug. “Are you back”? “Yep, Duchess finished my upgrades & no longer needed my help with her project”. Sheila walked over to Marcus & puts a hand on his arm. “Its nice to see you again Marcus”. She says. “Likewise”. Marcus responds. “Im guessing Duchess requires my attention”? Marcus said. Sheila nods. “Astute as always”. Marcus makes his way out. “Teach my daughter would you please”? He asks as he leaves the room.
Sheila nods again as she activates the Holo-Projector. “Caedyrn”. Saying the European Warlord is massive was an understatement. Caedyrn stood tallest among the warlords at an immense 6’10, the warlords armor was the thickest & most reinforced aswell. The grey armor boasted a small thruster on its back, to give Caedyrn a boost in speed or gain higher ground in conflicts. Its very clear what the warlord was built for. A high powered rifle is connected to the underside of the left arm. The right arm from the elbow down was a brutal chainsaw with a powerful belt fed chain gun attached just an inch below the elbow. The belt feeding the chain gun snakes from a large black box on Caedyrn’s back, wedged in between the thrusters.
The torso of the warlord, was mainly just bare armor with only a couple ammo pouches & a small reserve box for the chain gun. It was however the densest & most reinforced part of the armor, extending forward. Caedyrn, wields a massive war hammer ,with an axe back, so heavy none but Caedryn can wield it. The helmet had no visible visor, seeming totally solid. Twin brown wings belong to a Hawk, Falcon or Eagle, extend from the helms temples. Twin tusks extend from just under where the ears would be. “Ummm, Sheila”? Mistress cut in. “Why don’t you use gender pronouns with Caedyrn”? “Well…” Sheila paused.
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Post by Knukails on Jun 20, 2014 19:15:38 GMT
“Well what”? Mistress asked. “No one…really knows..” Sheila half-heatedly admitted. Mistress expressed her disbelief & confusion. “What the fuck, how is that possible”?! “I thought you were apart of making the Warlords”?! Sheila raised her hands in a calming expression. “I was but i was shutdown”. “He knows, but he hasn’t said”. Mistress looked indignant. “Well what do you know”? Sheila sat down cross legged, as if she were a person & not driving a suit of armor. “When Marcus was looking for a Warlord to run the European campaign he kept fitting failure after failure”.
“No one had a special ability or the performance to be his general”. “Feeling that there was no one alive in Europe to take that place he decided to bring one back”. Mistress looked confused. “Bring one back…you mean from the Dead”?! “The Forge can do that”? Sheila nodded. “I was just as skeptical as you are now”. “At the point Marcus gave up on getting a new general & focused on pushing the Forge’s limits”. “He tasked Slender & Keeper to scour old battlefields for bones & materials to use, the forge managed to get marrow creation started but couldn’t anything else”. “Keeper retuned to Marcus with a complete skeleton from somewhere in the midlands of England, near North Hamptonshire”. “As a complete skeleton the chances of revival rose from 2% to 10%”.
“Marcus placed the skeleton in the Forge & activated it”. “The Forge begun to drown the skeleton in its power, to the point where there was a pulse”. “I & and all electronics near by where shut down for 2 hours”. “When power returned Marcus was sealing the person into a prototype armor”. The sheer size of this person was incredible, the forge added to the resurrected”. “I wanted to run a bombardment of tests but Marcus said no”. “He asked the person what they wanted as a new name”. “Caedyrn”. “The person said in a deep booming accented voice”. “There was a small strange twang to the voice”. “To this day I’m unsure if its from the helmets external speakers or a synthesizer”. “I do know this, however”. “Whoever Caedyrn is….you do not want to piss them off”.
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Post by Knukails on Dec 23, 2014 20:40:58 GMT
Snooping
User/Arianna/library/Database/Warlords Warlord: Vokun Name: Marcus Reyes Alias: Vokun Rank: King of Warlords Location: Reyes’ Forge (Former US western seaboard) Height: 6’2 Weight: 200 Age: 36 Relations: Arianna Reyes (Adoptive Daughter) Ability: Electromagnetic Spectrum Control Motto: Victoria Non Mater Sumptous Notes: Metal is but a limb. Addnote/; Metal is but a limb. Another limb for my mind to control. Processing….Route pass phrase accepted. Opening Audiuweu bwqoubabeubf.////…—————— /S/: Snooping around Arianna?/A/ Not now Sheila. /S/ You do know i can shut you out of the mainframe & alert your father.“Bitch….” Arianna says to her screen. /S/ Don’t be rude either./A/ I’m trying to find out more about my dad. /S/ is that so? Well i suppose i could assist you in that endeavor.
/S/ There are a series of audio files & records that would prove useful.
/S/ However they are insanely encrypted, only three people on the planet can open them./A/ Who? /S/ Well your Father of course./A/ Obviously /S/ Warlord Duchess is another.Arianna thought back to her recent trip to Amazonia & shivered. /A/ That would not be a good idea. Wait, you said three people. Who’s the last? /S/  /A/ Omg really!? Sheila please! /S/ Ah ah ah…what do i get for assisting you?/A/ Seriously? /S/ Mmmmhmm/A/ What do you want? /S/ Hmmmm i get to drive/ride along in your armor for three months./A/ Deal. “Fucking extortionist”. She says. /S/ Muahahahahaha
/S/ Now then, down to the fun.Data file transferring…..complete Opening Data File: Audio Log 1 Playing Audio File 1: Birth. . .
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Post by Knukails on Dec 23, 2014 20:41:33 GMT
MEMORIES
Two silhouetts dash silently through a moonlit forest. The smaller of the two speed ahead before being pulled to the snow. “Down”! A harsh voice whispered as an armored patrol approaches. A minute passes & two silhouettes rise from the bone white snow. “That was close”. The larger one said. “You need to mind your surroundings Dominike”. She hangs her head a bit in shame. “Yes sir…sorry sir”. She says meekly. She jolts sharply when a large hand grips her head. Then confusion set in when instead of pain she felt the hand lightly rubbing her head. “V-vokun…sir”? She stammers out as she looks up. “I understand, eyes take awhile to regenerate”. Vokun started. Dominike unconsciously touches the patch over her right eye. “You must learn to rely on your other senses, listen to the forest”. He smiles. “Or turn your head more”. Dominike looked at her leader like a deer in headlights. She didn’t think Vokun was capable of such care let alone be able to smile & joke. Your one of my best, well on your way to being the best”. Vokun pulls back his hand & begins to walk away. “I’ll watch your back; then when its time you’ll watch mine…Understood”? Dominike snapped to attention & ran after Vokun. “Sir, yes sir”!
“Boss…Boss…Boooossss”! A computerized voice nagged through helmet speakers. An armored clad women snaps back to reality. “Hm, what is it ”? She asked. “You spaced out boss”. The voice replied. “Oh did i”? The woman said as she sat up. “I hadn’t noticed”. She sat high in a tree overlooking a familiar moonlit forest, covered with bone white snow. Taking in a deep breath she listens to the forest. She could hear her target a click out. “Boss are you sure its a good idea to hit Tenzins favorite Convoy”? The woman moved to a crouching position as the convoy came into range. “In all fairness i did send him a letter”. She says. “What did it say”? The voice asks. The woman smiles & tenses to pounce. “Wynter Is Coming”.
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