The Eye of Terror: Entering the Eye (Part V)

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Cebs	Re: Polar Stablizers.	#21	[-]
Posts: 274 Apr 5 05 8:50 PM Sergeant More My Recent Posts	Diego looks around at the complex before him. After having Clutchfiend explain what it is he drops to one knee and swings his winchester around into a fireing position. He looks around and see's the other conversation and an old man change into an agelic creature. A stunned look crosses Diego's face and then he grins. "Right well I dunno about these stabilizers and such but if it involves blasting some cultists heads off, I'm there." "Ford" "Yes?" "...Whats this fish doing in my ear?"
cLuTcHFieND	Polar Stablizers explained, and the plan. (And a cat.)	#22	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 6 05 8:39 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Cameron listens to both Soul Reaver and Kitharsis's questions. He decides to answer both at once. "When this system's sun was sucked into the Eye, there was nothing left for the planets to orbit around. Most of the planets in thi system drifted off at random, and many of them ended up drifting right into the Eye as well. Cadia is home to a vast number of people, and letting it drift at random was not an option. The polar stablizers were constructed to hold this planet in place. This is the southern pole. There is another identical set at the northern pole, and the pit you see below them runs the whole way into the planet's core, and out the other side. The stablizers create a huge magnetic field that runs through this tunnel. I'm not 100% sure how it functions, but this planet hasn't moved or drifted even an inch in many years." Cameron pauses before continuing. "The reason we're here is because this point, the southern pole, is the closest point of this planet to the Eye." Cameron gestures upward. The companions may have already noticed that everything around them is bathed in a sickly orange light. Anyone who looks up will see the Eye in all it's unholy majesty, blotting out the entire sky. Cameron continues. 'No one can open a warp gate into the Eye, save the Chaos themselves. Only Chaos gates will get you there, but a Chaos gate is only powerful enough to transport the one who opens it, and the Chaos forces can detect one from anywhere in the multiverse. We have no choice but to cut a path through the warp storm itself. Mary can do it, but she needs to be in a ship that is extremely small, and is moving extremely fast. We have just the thing, and because of their proximity to the Eye, the stablizers make the perfect launch pad." Cameron grins slightly. "All we have to do now is deal with the roach infestation down there." Meanwhile, in one of the warehouses down below, a weary cultist bursts through a set of double doors and collapses in a stairwell. Smiling, he opens the box he was carrying and pulls out a small cat. Looking around to make sure none of the other cultists are watching, he sets the cat down and pets it. He then pulls a small tin of cat food from somewhere, opens it, and sets it in front of the cat. He waits to see if the cat is well enough to eat. "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
Deravon	Need for forgiveness....	#23	[-]
Posts: 232 Apr 6 05 5:07 PM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	Deravon quietly listens as Soul Reaver speaks to him, and knows that Soul Reaver dislike him. He calmly walks up beside Soul Reaver. Lord Reaver, I understand your anger towards me. I know I did some awful things in the past...and I am sorry. After Jharm and I left the rest of you, he showed me some things...things that changed my life. I discovered what a monster I had become, and I wish to make up for it. I doubt you will believe me, but I promise, I will show you and everyone else, that I am a new...person. We never paid any heed to the ancient prophecies. Like fools, we clung to the old hatreds and fought as we had for generations ---until the day the sky rained fire and a new enemy came upon us. We stand now upon the brink of destruction. For the Reign of Chaos has come at last...
Kitharsis	Meowsitgoin?	#24	[-]
Posts: 978 Apr 7 05 9:44 AM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	The box finally opens, and a good thing too. The roach in the corner had finally stepped up and it was almost getting the upper hand. He was set down on the ground in what seemed to be a run down warehouse. The poor guy that brought him here seemed to be out of breath and tired. The cat food that was put in front of him smelled like something awful. Trying to keep up the ploy, Kelvack paws over to it and takes a small bite. He spits it out onto the floor, enough is enough. "How are you gonna feed me this crap! Do you think I'll get any bigger if all you feed me is ground up lard?!" The kitten stands on its hind legs and starts shaking a fist at the cultist, "And another thing, don't you guys ever clean up after yourselves? This place is a mess!" It stares at the cultist for a bit, then says, "What, your not the only one mutated by something."
Soul Reaver	When do we go?	#25	[-]
Posts: 1675 Apr 9 05 9:51 PM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	Soul Reaver responds to Deravon with a mental message. Intent and action, not words, are what define us. But it would seem that you will soon have an opportunity to prove your words through action, and thus earn my trust. For what it is worth, I would be relieved to find another strong and trustworthy warrior with us to face what is to come. Soul Reaver looks down at the cultists below. "So is there a plan as to how we tackle these cultists? Or do we simply break through with brute force? I suspect either course of action would work - these cultists are not the most powerful of enemies."
cLuTcHFieND	Outnumbered, but not outmatched.	#26	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 11 05 11:35 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Cameron grins at Soul. "Brute force, of course. But we're not doing it alone. Kari, Mary, Karyl and Garr are on the other side of the stablizers, and they're going to attack at the same time we do. Plus, I have an agent in place that is going to throw some confusion in the ranks. All we need to do is break through to the stablizers and clear them. The cultists won't attack us once we reach them, cause they know as well as we do what will happen if the stablizers were to be damaged or destroyed. This is a good thing, cause we are seriously outnumbered. We won't be getting much marine support, since most of the marines are already headed back to the fleet to be ready to make the jump into the Eye." Having said this, Cameron puts his hand to the earpiece in his ear and speaks. "Control, what's the status of the launch preperation?" The voice that comes through Cameron's earpiece sounds tense, and ready for action. 80% of forces have been recalled, Lord Cameron. All ships are ready to undock and maneuver into attack formation as soon as we have reported all forces on board. Cameron acknowledges this and then turns to face the companions. "Okay guys! Get ready to move! As soon as we get word we'll-" Cameron trails off as he looks around at the companions in confusion. "Hey... what happened to Kelvack?" "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
cLuTcHFieND	"Cat"- astrophe.	#27	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 11 05 11:38 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	The cultist is badly startled as the little kitten he rescued stands up on it's hind legs and begins to scream at him. Eventually, he regains the ability to speak. "What... what are you?!" "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
Kitharsis	Kitty has questions, you have answers.	#28	[-]
Posts: 978 Apr 12 05 9:41 AM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	The kitten thinks for a while, then starts to speak again. "I got dumped here a month or two back. One day I just woke up and started to understand what you guys were saying, so I decided I'd try and talk to you once the opportunity came up. I think that glowing thing in the sky was the reason I changed. Do you have any idea of what its purpose is? And why are you guys fighting the marines?" The kitten sits down, more calm now, clearly just wanting to talk to the freaked out cultist.
Deravon	An oath....again	#29	[-]
Posts: 232 Apr 12 05 4:23 PM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	Intent and action, not words, are what define us. But it would seem that you will soon have an opportunity to prove your words through action, and thus earn my trust Then I swear that by the end of this fight I will prove my words to you Lord Reaver, and earn your trust for eternity. All of a sudden a different, menacing voice starts talking to Deravon Do you really believe they will forgive you? They see you as a monster, and that will never change, for that is what you are...a horrendous monster. No! I am not a monster, the Deravon they know was you, not me But you allowed me to take control Yes, but no longer. Never again shall you control me as you used to. We never paid any heed to the ancient prophecies. Like fools, we clung to the old hatreds and fought as we had for generations ---until the day the sky rained fire and a new enemy came upon us. We stand now upon the brink of destruction. For the Reign of Chaos has come at last...
Soul Reaver	Brute Force? It can be done.	#30	[-]
Posts: 1675 Apr 12 05 4:40 PM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	Soul Reaver receives Deravons reply. He does not offer any words in return - he simply looks over to him and almost imperceptibly nods his head, his face stern. The action serves both to acknowledge Deravon's words, and to wish him good luck in bringing them to fruition. Soul Reaver then looks back towards the stabilizers as Cameron finishes speaking. When he mentions Kelvack being gone, Soul Reaver scans the surrounding area, looking for Kelvack's spiritual signature... but he comes up empty-handed. "It would seem Kelvack has left us. However, this is not a great surprise. His unreliable nature does give him a tendency to wander off on his own. Although I cannot be certain, I suspect he is unharmed - he can handle himself. Regardless, we should not hold off our attack now. There are too many other pieces that have had to move into place for this moment. I suggest that when the order comes we strike - we should not tarry because of one unpredictable companion."
Cebs	Re: Brute Force? It can be done.	#31	[-]
Posts: 274 Apr 12 05 10:44 PM Sergeant More My Recent Posts	Diego nods at Clutchfiend "Ready when you are bud. Give me the go and 5 will be dead before you can say 'Purple Sasquatch'. And that is a challange." He grins evily and looks for Sepher "You ready to mess with more of these guys?" "Ford" "Yes?" "...Whats this fish doing in my ear?"
cLuTcHFieND	Everyone has a purpose. Even cultists and talking cats.	#32	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 20 05 8:39 PM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	The cultist's eyes light up when the cat mentions that the Eye may have caused his newfound speaking ability. He grins at the cat, which is meant to express happiness, but comes off looking pretty scary. "Oh yes... that is the Eye of Terror... the home of our saviors! The gods of Chaos will overthrow our tyranical governments and put aside humanity's petty differences! We fight the marines cause they would see to it that our dream of a new utopia is never realised!" The cultist stands, and as he does so, the cat may or may not notice that this cultist appears to have a third arm concealed under his tattered coat. The cultist continues talking as his voice takes on a fevered tone. "We sit here, starving and homeless, while our supposed "leaders" ignore us and fight their petty, worthless battles! But once the Eye overtakes us all, we will be our own masters! And Chaos will reign over all!" The cultists turns and faces the cat again, his grin wider then ever. "You are a blessing from the gods, man! The fucking gods of CHAOS! And to think I was going to give you crap canned food." The cultist kicks the can of food across the room before kneeling down and holding his arms out to the cat. "Come on! I'll show you to the others and we'll get you some real food!" "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
cLuTcHFieND	More fighting/More following (God mod post for Fei and Xeno)	#33	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 20 05 8:49 PM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	As the Rhinos finally come to a stop, Fei follows the other companions out. Waiting until the rest of the companions have climbed the wall of rubble, he takes two bounding leaps and lands on top of the wall, where he crosses his arms and looks out over the warehouses. As Cameron speaks with the other companions, Fei listens half-heartedly, yawning at points. Standing motionless, Fei waits for the attack to begin. As the Rhinos stop and the companions get out, Xeno slows down and lands on a nearby rooftop. He stares impatiently as the companions gather on top of a pile of rubble. What the fuck are those stupid fuckers doing now? "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
Kitharsis	Re: Brute Force? It can be done.	#34	[-]
Posts: 978 Apr 20 05 8:56 PM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	The cat kind of pulls back as the cultist grins and stands up. The gods of chaos would create a utopia... really. The cultist then goes on to say that his leaders have abandoned him, yada yada. Yeah, I'm a gift from somewhere, but you won't like whats under the wrapping. The kitten gives a toothy grin as the cultist kneels down asking to escort it to his friends for some real food. Acting happy, Kelvack jumps into the mutant's arms. "Lets go then! I could use some good food..."
cLuTcHFieND	The battle for the gate. (Part I)	#35	[-]
Posts: 3771 Apr 20 05 10:19 PM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Cameron nods at Soul. "Correct. We will not wait." As Cameron speaks, his earpiece crackles to life. "Lord Aileron, all ships are ready to move." Cameron is quick to respond. "Understood. Begining the attack." Cameron then adjusts something on his earpiece and speaks again. "Code zulu, Igtenos. Code zulu." 5 miles to the west, in a heavily guarded warehouse, the leader of the cultists stares out a window at forces gathering in front of the building. He looks back into the room, at his newly appointed replacement Lieutenant and the 5 heavily armed cultist bodyguards in the room with him, and then turns back to the window. "Lieutenant, let the squads know that they should be doubly on their guard. We've seen a real increase in the marine activity near here. Can't let those assholes get the jump on us-" The leader stops speaking as he hears a sickening thud behind him. Turning quickly, he sees the 5 body guards laying on the floor where they once stood. The Lieutenant's severed head now sits on the desk where the Lieutenant was standing onmy a moment ago. The leader's eyes widen, and he reaches for a pistol at his belt, and then a sword slices through his midsection, spilling his intestines all over the carpet in front of him. The leader gasps, and then falls to the ground, dying slowly as the Imperial assassin Igtenos calmly walks back out of the room. His mission is accomplished. The voice of Igtenos rings through Cameron's headset just as the first signs of alarm begin to run through the small groups of cultists below. "Sir, the leader is dead." Cameron acknowledges this, and then turns to the companions as his helmet folds out from his armor and covers his face completely. "Head for the stablizers! Kill any cultists that get in your way!" With the orders given, Cameron lunges from the wall of debris, already firing his arm mounted bolter at the closest group of cultists. In a nearby clearing that can be seen from the debris wall, a group of cultists are about to charge towards Cameron when there is a bright flash. A woman with redish brown hair with white streaks appears in the middle of the group. The suprised cultists quickly turn to face her. They are all already paniced, and they immedeately assume that she is in leauge with the marines, and move towards her to capture her with their weapons drawn. In a nearby warehouse, The cultist carrying the cat walks into a large room to find the rest of his small group rushing about frantically, gathering weapons. Startled, the cultist sets the cat down and runs towards another cultist. Cultist 1: "What's going on?" Cultist 2: "The leader has been killed! We're under attack!" Upon hearing this, the cultist joins the group and starts grabbing at weapons. In the confusion, the cat is temporarilly forgotten... BATTLE!!! See the OOC thread before replying! "Please end this before it ends us." cLuTcHFieND Administrator of the Administorum
Faidth	Re: Brute Force? It can be done.	#36	[-]
Posts: 70 Apr 20 05 10:56 PM Private 1st Class More My Recent Posts	She had been pulled. That much she knew. It was the "when" and "where" that weren't yet apparent... That's because her eyes always came last. She could smell burning. She could hear the cries and wails of pain, the discharge of weapons, the hurried thuds of footsteps nearby.. The energy seethed in the air. Energy.. whirring like the vessels of an enemy set to attack, a sweet colliding carousel of doom, spinning circles around the Fyrellian, who was frozen in a temporary paralysis, waiting for her other senses to catch up with her body. Marius... He wasn't here... This sure didn't feel like the OSLOW Region... It didn't even feel like Fyra. It was all wrong..., the smell was wrong, the atmosphere, the temperature was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. The realization set in that this time, her freak teleportations had drawn her further than she had ever been before. She was overcome with anger as she realized the teleporting had finally done what she feared most... It had taken her away when she was desperately needed. It had left Marius alone amidst a throng of OSLOW. There was no hope.. Or was there? Somewhere nearby grew the hopes of the good, the benevolent, tinged with the hint of redemption... Yes... It was pulsating somewhere near, but she, Faidth, was in the midst of something far less pleasant... fury... evil... Chaos. Something was coming for her... This sense of immediacy was confirmed as her eyes finally adjusted to the surroundings. Where am I? The confusion would set in later. Right now she had to move. Her hands moved towards her back, where the Skeerya hung in its ebony sheath. Taking a ring onto either of her hands, she separated the weapon and turned to face a group of... of what? Who the hrefa are these people? Faidth would ask no questions. When met with hostility, one must respond with hostility. The reason that they were now advancing at her with their weapons drawn was irrelevant... Nothing mattered but her survival. The fury crept in like the slow leak of poison into the lungs. It coursed through her in violent waves, leaving any remorse or inhibition for what she was about to do, stagnant, cold, and forgotten. She turned on the first of them, slashing at its throat with the Skeerya, then stabbing it in the abdomen. Three more advanced in confusion as to her strange appearance, and anger in revenge of their fallen comrade. One came within arm's reach, trying to subdue her. The flash of the Skeerya thwarted his attempt as his head was sliced at the throat and plopped to the ground. More were coming... She closed her eyes to focus on their movement... Marius always said that eyes were a distraction. She figured she would share this wisdom by using the Skeerya to gouge out the eyes of the next.
Cebs	Re: The battle for the gate. (Part I)	#37	[-]
Posts: 274 Apr 20 05 11:34 PM Sergeant More My Recent Posts	Diego grins as Clutchfiend gives the go. Quickly sighting up a group of cultists he sends 5 into a backwards flip from the force of his bullets smashing into their faces. He swings his whinchester around to its place on his back and draws his two berrettas, running down after Clutchfiend and blasting apart anything that comes near him. As he dodges rampant fire he spots a stranger hacking up a group of cultists on her own. He figures that it is another of the groups friends, shoots two rounds into a cultist getting close to her, and continues on as she seems quite capable of dispatching those cultists. Diego turns around and looks for Sepher or Kitharsis to run along with but can't spot either of them in through the battle and decides to stick close to Clutchfiend as he knows where he is going and hopes he will bump into either of those two as they get closer to their destination. "Ford" "Yes?" "...Whats this fish doing in my ear?"
Soul Reaver	The New Arrival	#38	[-]
Posts: 1675 Apr 20 05 11:42 PM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	Soul Reaver nods, his body already preparing itself for the fight... his muscles tense, his senses sharpen and- There! A sudden surge of energy in the midst of the cultists. With it appears a new soul, unfamiliar, but untainted by Chaos. Immediately, Soul Reaver's head whips around to look at the source of the power surge. In the distance, he sees someone appear in the midst of the cultists, appearing bewildered... and in moments, being attacked by the cultists themselves. "Let the battle be joined!" Soul Reaver speaks the words of a teleport spell. Over this large distance and with the masses of moving bodies below him, he is aware that the spell will be very unreliable, but he does at least have a clear vantage point from which to select his desired destination. He aims to appear in the air some distance from the newcomer - that way he will not accidentally fall on top of her. A blaze of redness envolps his body like a spinning flame, and Soul Reaver appears a few metres above a cluster of cultists near the new arrival - as usual, the spell could have gone better, but Soul Reaver was prepared to make the best of this. Soul Reaver starts to plummet towards the cultists, who have only just now spotted him and are raising their guns to fire. Darkstar glitters in Soul Reaver's hand as he falls, but before he is in range, the cultst's fingers close around the guns' triggers and they fire. Time seems to almost freeze for a moment as a mass of shells converge on Soul Reaver. His mouth is moving, and a prickling surge of energy shivers over his body. With a shout, he unleashes a blue sphere of energy the shoots out around him with a loud whoosh. As the sphere washes over them, the shells decelerate, stop for a moment... and then accelerate right back towards the very guns that fired them! The sounds of clanging metal and screams of pain that Soul Reaver hears beneath him indicate that the spell has had its desired effect. Almost unconsciously, Soul Reaver's lips pull themselves up into a small, grim smile. Then, he hits the ground, an injured cultists scrabbling out of the way of Soul Reaver's steel-shod boots just in time... but he barely has a chance to run another step before Darkstar smashes into the back of his head and reduces it to a bloody pulp. Soul Reaver finds himself laughing out loud as an upswing catches another cultist beneath the ribcage and hurls him three metres into the air. He crashes down a few seconds later, blood spraying from his mouth and his body lifeless. Soul Reaver extends his other hand as he fights, and begins to tug at the souls of the fallen before they are seized by their Dark Gods. He sees them, shimmering images of blood red and black, as they are drawn into him and absorbed as further sources of power. This would be a far more desirable fate for them than what would await them in their afterlife, that much was certain... Soul Reaver had not lost sight of his target, however, and he marches purposefully towards the newcomer. Darkstar swings left and right, crushing and maiming all those foolish enough to try and stand between Soul Reaver and his destination. Shells occasionally ricochet off the shimmering barrier he has erected around himself. Just another six or seven metres, and he would be there... already he is mouthing the words for another spell... ...with is mouth locked into a cruel grin. Yes... yes, this was what they deserved. This, and far, far worse.
Faidth	Re: The battle for the gate. (Part I)	#39	[-]
Posts: 70 Apr 21 05 9:13 AM Private 1st Class More My Recent Posts	Faidth thrusts the serrated points of the Skeerya deep into the eyes of one of her attackers. Clasping his hands to his face, the man staggers backwards and falls over. His comrades continue to assail her. Faidth lunges at them, alternating the blows of the Skeerya consecutively between three of them. Suddenly, Faidth hears the heavy footsteps of another stranger, unlike the rest.. He is attacking those like the ones which are attacking her. Is he friend or foe? Faidth realizes she has been plopped down in the middle of some strange battle. Her first attackers, obviously on one side, and this stranger on the other. The strangers weapon is still drawn. She can hear it cutting through the air as it fells his enemies. He is laughing maniacally at the suffering of the fallen. Faidth is quite unnerved. Killing is a necessity, not a joy. There is an air of instability about him. The evil radiates off him, dragging its effervescence behind him like a tail. Evil, unlike, that of her previous attackers, but evil nevertheless. Within his face Faidth notices the deep lines of sorrow, anguish, loss, and turmoil. Is there a shred of good within the bounds of this man? His benevolence is relative His weapon is drawn, and that is all that matters. Realizing this man may quite possibly be just as big a threat as the rest, Faidth carefully listens as he advances. She is dispatching the remainder of the first batch of foes as he draws closer. With her eyes still closed, and all her senses directed towards the direction of the maniacal laughter, she turns her Skeerya towards the advancing stranger.
Kitharsis	Re: The New Arrival	#40	[-]
Posts: 978 Apr 21 05 10:44 AM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	Kitharsis was more than ready for this, his two skeletons had flung up protection from projectile spells already on themselves. They stand ready behind their master, almost trembling with anticipation. Kitharsis had tied the remains of his cloak around his waist with his porcelain mechanisms resting inside of it. His metal boots dig into the ground below him as he prepares to leap down. He clenches his fist, and his tattoos all light aglow at once with red energy. Pieces of asphalt and dirt fly into the air as he lunges forward and takes off in a sprint towards the stabilizers. He notices someone entering the area from some means unknown to him, but he pays it no mind. It was of no immediate threat to him, all he was focusing on was the group of three cultists with their fingers on the triggers of the rifles about twenty yards ahead of him. The cultists depress their triggers, spraying bullets in his direction. But no sooner than they had done so, one of Kith's skeletons had cast a protection from projectiles on him, and the other had cast a fog spell between them and the cultists. Kitharsis darts to the side as to not be in the path of the cultists bullets, his two mages go to the other side of the street, already preparing new spells. Unable to see him coming, the cultists are caught off guard as Kitharsis lands next to them, catching all three of them with his long leg as he kicks them against the barrier they were hiding behind. Kith can hear bones crack on their impact. Not wasting any time, he punches the first one in the chest, sending them all flying back into the wall. They are greeted with an exploding fireball from one of his mages upon impact. Kith motions for the two mages to catch up as he approaches the next group of cultists in his path to the stabilizers.