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  1. RobRX
    "Almost...got...it...nnnggg..." Slowly, Cho rose back on her feet as the black and red crackle almost completely faded away into nothing. Slowly but surely, everything about her returned to almost normal as the disturbing vortex of entropy and horrific details faded away. Costume half-melted into a blackened mess, Cho stumbled, taking a few steps forward toward Thoughtspeed. Upon closer inspection, the thing had probably melted on her skin, horrifically enough. Fortunately most likely Cho could heal from an injury such as this, even if currently it looked quite horrible and painful. A side effect of the costume's creation being directly tied to her powers, no doubt. "Why did you help me?" The girl finally asked Thoughtspeed. "N-nevermind. T-thanks."
  2. RobRX
    The alien king did not comment on the grunting from his carrier. Either he had not noticed or he chose to not comment. "As much as I find this current situation rather shameful, I have to admit it is not the strangest...charge...I have done. Charging fortifications while you and your trusty mount are on fire is quite the fond memory for me. That or throwing myself using siege engines." Kharag had to admit it, he sometimes resorted to tactics which many would find to be completely silly at best and insanely suicidal at times but he had rested his conquests almost entirely on his near-indestructibility. At least, back on his homeword, he was almost unkillable. His recent escapades in space had proven him otherwise. As they plummeted toward the surface, he wondered if he would remember this one as yet another milestone in reckless and insane assaults.
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    Perhaps not so oddly enough, Kharag could be found near the habitation complex of the Za'akis, the one which had just been attacked what was mere hours ago. The alien was sitting on the ground, reciting...prayers? Seemingly it was prayers, at least that what was Dragonid could make out of all this. Several others were sitting next to him, also on the ground. "And so on the fourth sunrise we offer our regards and look to the dawn once more, for at the fifth sunrise you will be behind us for good. Let us honor your memory but not be held down by it, for- " Pausing, he turned to Dragonid. Briefly, he stared at him, before returning to the prayer "-for we are honoring your memory, not bearing the weight of it." Once more, the alien paused. "You are the first of us to pass away upon a soil other than our own. May your souls join the boldest of explorers, even if that was not the path you had chosen." The other recited in what seemd like gibberish to Dragonid, With the ritual done, the others simply wandered off. "I see you are back." Was the only thing Kharag said to Dragonid, presumably waiting on the other saurian's words.
  4. RobRX
    "What? WHAT?!" She shouted, angered and frankly completely confused at just what was going on. It made absolutely no damned sense that Jonathan Grant would be there and doing that and be there in person. However, on the other hand, Cho had previous encounters with the Glant Conglomerate so it strangely made it's own sense, in a certain twisted way, that she'd encounter some link that goes up to Glant Conglomerate. It was simply bound to happen given her previous exposure to them. Thoughtspeed could feel his 'control' (or perhaps assistance was a more accurate term) start to lose it's grip as her anger built up at the scene. "Maybe you can control it, but I can't! N-not anymore! I tried but I was just holding it back! Maybe I shouldn't be holding it back!" Raising her head, she looked at Thoughtspeed, eyes jet black and veins on the face, features distorted. Briefly, the inside of her head was illuminated, showing the outline of her skull. "N-no, no, no don't want to, no! I've never been like this." Briefly, it seemed that she was back to being fully 'herself'. She had never even once ever given to any dark inner urge or some 'evil side'. That had never existed inside Cho and it was no reason for something like that to begin existing. Trying to calm down, she turned to Thaelia. "Y-you're right, it make no sense! It's..a trap, right? A plot?" The lightshow of out-of-control powers began receding. "Right, okay j-just a moment, I can...I can do this." Cho said she was going to be okay, but was that even remotely a possibility or was she just trying to convince the others and herself?
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    Cho paused from her lunch, looking up at the man, unsure of what exactly to say as she wasn't sure wether or not they could reveal where they were from. "Um...." was all that came out of her mouth as she glanced at Thaelia and Aleksander, hoping they might know better than her on the subject. She wasn't exactly aware of the specific details of their voyage to Dakana.
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    "While these individuals are engage in questionable activities, they have done nothing to deserve an unfair treatment in battle nor have they lost their right to a fair fight. The most dire offense they have done so far is to interrupt my meal." He replied, proving Moon Moth was entirely right on the matter. "But...with that said, your plan is indeed an appealing one and I am not the one in command here. As it is, I can also disguise myself as a Lor provided their armor cover all my skin, as my appearance is superficially similar to them." He didn't mention that the helmet would probably feel quite cramped around the cranial ridges, but that would be but a minor discomfort compared to some truly horrible things he had endured, such as once being swallowed live by a giant creature on his homeworld.
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    As he prepared to set foot on the planet, Kharag's expression turned to outright disgust, far more than simply talking with a potentially untrustworthy shapeshifter ever would. Briefly, he hesitated, tapping the ground with the tip of his exposed toes. Toes with long, sharp dark blue nail. With a grunt, he walked out of the ship. "Disgusting. Simply, disgusting. To think this used to be a world teeming with life and the clamour of souls, now reduced to nothing but a cold, dead and soulless metallic husk."
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    "Well, any plan is better than no plan." Cho added as the others prepared to move based on Endeavor's plan. Having nothing better to add or think up meant that she didn't really have much to add or contest about the whole thing. Whoever has the sensible plan is the leader for the moment, at least that's how it worked for her. "So what about me?"
  9. RobRX
    I'd be okay with it but it might need some convincing; Cho knows Thoughtspeed doesn't quite like her because of what hapenned during the time-travelling escapade.
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    "Pffeh. A shapeshifter." Spoke up Kharag, somewhat disgusted by the concept. Still, now that he was having a conversation with the metallic creature, he had to recognise it as a person and as such immediately switched back to spoken language out ot habit. Unless the situation required it, Kharag vastly preffered talking via more mundane means rather than the more private telepathic communication. To him, being heard by everyone was more honest and 'civilized'. "So does that make you a creature of deceit, if you have no set form? How does a mercurial and changing being like you define itself?"
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    "Either way it does not matter if we have been seen or not. Confrontation with the Communion is nothing if not inevitable. I would say I fully relish the thought but that would be quite the lie. The Communion is a despicable and disgusting metallic blight. Just touching one to break it revulse me." Commented Kharag, bluntly but openly admitting his disgust at engaging their foe. There was simply no pleasure in fighting something as devoid of passion and as a souless. He turned his head, looking at the metallic creature currently on the ceilling. 'And what might you be?' The alien asked telepathically to the other alien. 'I did not have the luxury of asking you until now. I will assume you are not a form of Communion drone, despite the metallic form.'
  12. RobRX
    "You think I didn't try that?!" Cho shouted. She tried to breathe in but nothing could seem to make the build up dissapear, to no avail. The initial shock had activated her most destructive powers and it just didn't seem to want to go away. "You know what comes out when it fires..." The girl said to Thoughtspeed. As if to confirm, the glow and sparks were soon joined by eerie red and black outerwordly crackles surrounding her. "Please, g-get back I want you no harm!"
  13. RobRX
    It was just a joke.
  14. RobRX
    Kharag's more of a frontal assault kind of guy. He learned it from a guy called Leeroy Jenkins.
  15. RobRX
    ....you mean George W. Bush never planned to build a giant flying doom fortress that shoot death lazers? I'm dissapointed in the man, then. On second thought, seems more like a giant flying fortress would be an Obama plan. Guy is a total nerd.
  16. RobRX
    Cho had fared better. Much, much better. It seemed that the members of the World Youth Rescue Movement had been killed before she even arrived. Presumably that call was one of them trying to contact her, being the only member who was outside of the building during the incident. Either that or they were already dead before even sending a message. That was even more terrifying but right now she had bigger problem. First off, it seemed the police was there. Second and most urgent, she was wobbling around in shock 'Dead? Dead. What but how who did this why? How did they kill every single one of them?' She thought to herself. 'That makes no sense, agh...' The girl fell on her knees, clutching her arm. Her heart was pounding from the shock. Her head was feeling as if it was splitting apart. Her powers were about to go haywire. Not that she had an understanding or control of them that was this good to begin with. Orange-red light glowed from her arm, illuminating the shape of her skeleton underneath, while sparks and smokes erupted from her body. "Oh no no no not the good time for a freakshow." 'N-no. It-It's not all right, they're dead. All of them. I-I couldn't do anything, no, please no you I don't want to hear you admonish me. I didn't do anything!' Her mental voice sounded completely broken, as close as a mental voice could sound to someone breaking into sobbing. Things hadn't always worked out perfectly with the WYRM, but their sudden death had seriously broken her spirit. Especially at the fact she couldn't even do a single thing to prevent it. 'I didn't d-' 'H-hold on I what who is this wha...' Her train of thought and communication was cut from Thoughtspeed when the one called Phantasmo arrived, only to find Cho on her knees, currently holding her uncontrolled powers barely in check, the floor slowly cracking under the strain of barely-held back entropy. "Wha- w-who are you?! WHO ARE YOU?!" She shouted, not trusting an unfamilliar figure. As she shouted, the uncontrolled powers sparked around her.
  17. RobRX
    As soon as she spotted the blood, Cho froze in place completely. She stood there for a moment, filled with dread, before ripping open the doors and going inside, only to find yet more blood. Slowly, she walked into the building, horrified at what she was likely to find. Her suspicions were correct as she found the woman seemingly dead behind the reception desk. "No. No no no....oh sh**. Sh*** this is bad. Hello? Anyone?" The girl shouted. Not the brightest course of action if the assassin was still around. "K-Kiiatsu? Brainclay?" She asked, trying to get someone through the communicator. "Miles? Aby? Come on, please tell me the situation's been...um...well uh..." She swallowed nervously, looking at the corpse. "...dealt with." Then she saw the cybernetic eye and what was seemingly part of Miles' head. "O-oh...I should p-p-probaby call b-backups?" She said, still talking into the communicator in hopes someone was actually listening but the odds of that were getting slimmer by the moment. Unable to keep herself in control, Cho felt her head spin as she crashed against the reception desk. Grunting, she pulled herself back up but unfortunately she couldn't keep her lunch.
  18. RobRX
    Meanwhile, Kharag had collapsed from his injuries and layed on the floor, where he was previously standing. The alien was there, on the floor, unconscious with the remains of an antibody's clawed arm impaled in his chest, with thick purple fluid leaking from the wound, presumably what functionned as blood for the alien. He was in no state to help any of the wounded, being part of the list of injured on board the ship.
  19. RobRX
    "Well I'll...see...what I can do?" The girl replied at the comment meant solely at her. She had no idea how exactly the Atlantean justice system worked and frankly had no interrest in finding out under circumstances such as that. Slowly but surely, Cho was having it drilled into her by experience that a good credo to follow is 'avoid the most troublesome and time-consuming scenario'. In that case avoiding some backlash from Atlantis was the troublesome worst-case scenario. "Hold on a minute." She said, before they started the whole thing for good. "I just need to get 'changed'." The teenager clenched her fists, focusing for a moment, as the whole process was actually quite messy and barely-understood for her. At the very least, she knew how how to activate it. The people she had been involved for a while now, the World Youth Rescue Movement, had been kind enough to obtain her a mean to quickly change into her costume. There was a small flesh of orange-red light as the device channeled Cho's abilities into the morphic molecules stored in it, reshaping matter to form a costume designed to withstand her own abilities. As the whisps of smoke cleared, Cho had a red and black suit with white accent. "There we go, hope you two like it, took me long enough to settle on a costume. Plus, you know, the added bonus of it being...well, basically me-proof. That's always handy." At this point, the costume was just there more as a uniform and protection more than to hide her identity. Well that and it's tradition, can't be a superhero without a costume, right?
  20. RobRX
    Things had kept Cho away from the WYRM team recently. Mostly the fact that her 'team loyalty' had been split and Cho only had so much time she could afford to a single team. Surely the image of a superhero in multiple team seemed like logical at a first glance, in reality it wasn't all that manageable to be doing so many things in addition to studies, work, familly and random on-and-off strange things that came with the work. After receiving the message from the WYRM, Cho headed out to see what was going on. Presumably something was going on again.
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    Tagged.
  22. RobRX
    GM The list of Za'akis currently on the planet come with names and basic information such as height, weight and a picture. Unfortunately for Dragonid, telling apart each of these aliens turns out to be much harder than expected, being somewhat unfamilliar with them combined with the fact he's more used to recognise saurian faces. The tone of their skins, varying through any shade of blue and green somewhat narrows it down alongside cranial ridges and scars but not enough. The images he saw from the damaged cyborg's brain were blurry and damaged. Going down the list, he recognise Mohnak, Kharag and....Vohl. So that was the name of the unnamed warrior who was with that ugly brute Mohnak. Upon some further pondering and inspection, Dragonid somewhat narrows it down to what are presumably Za'akis of what he'd assume to be the same ethnic group as Kharag, as what he recall of the hooded figure had the same blue-green skin on it's hand, which he saw when it handed over the data to the assassin. That instantly removed any alien whose color didn't match. Narrowing it further down, the figure was seemingly male, althought that was also hard to tell based on the females Dragonid had seen on the table, since they didn't particularly differ from their male counterparts, at least from a distance. One last detail was the implication the hooded figure was someone in a position of power. Reviewing the list, he narrowed it down to six likely canditate, plus Kharag who matched the description too. Could the alien king been lying all this time?
  23. RobRX
    Roll Intelligence Notice, whichever you prefer. Granted I suppose Notice is better.
  24. RobRX
    There had hardly been stranger days for Kharag. In between his awakening two thousand years later and now this strange, implausible alliance between the Praetorians, the Lor and the Grue things had certainly been truly unusual. Now added to that were these beings (including a seemingly dead one) supposedly from some planet called 'earth' , which he had never heard of. Still, an ally was an ally but he couldn't thinking these circumstances were highly unusual. "Yet another world consumed by an endless metallic horde of soulless creatures." Commented Kharag as they approached the planet. It was clear that, even for an alien of a warrior race all that destruction and carnage left a rather sour taste on him. There was nothing enjoyable in fighting an ennemy that had no soul or no drive beyond a programmed urge to simply assimilate and reduce it's opponents to mindless puppets and empty shells.
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    Tagging.
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