Phageous [Location, All Welcome]

Lamentations · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Lamentations** on Mon Aug 24, 2009 10:32 pm

Gabriel darted through the air with incredible ferocity. Nearing the area of walkers, he could see the area below was littered with metallic walkers. Some strange technological creations, that probably belongs to some nation trying to take what was rightfully this earth's and their's. They had no right to take any matter of their planet, without rightfully asking. Landing on their planet, and then proceeding to suck 10% of some form of the planet dry before replacing it with artificial was going to far in Gabriel's book. This fleet would become subject to the mad violence that would follow.

Malakai immediately dispersed the energy pumped in the surrounding area by Gabriel. The crimson energy hurdled through the air, plummeting through reality and preparing to bond with the molecules of matter itself. Just as the array of small blasts hit almost every single walker in the field, one of the best fireworks he had ever seen would occur.

Mixes of scarlet, indigo, and sunny yellow sparks flew through the sky as every last walker on the field was subject to combustion. Spontaneously exploding, they blew up all in succession to each other in pairs. Their body parts scattering across the field, before they were eaten away by the energy molecules binding with the matter, acting as some form of pathogen as it coursed its way through breaking the molecular bonds of the metal and scrap. The dragon hadn't even exerted energy just yet. He was perfectly capable of going even further.

This dragon's specialty was destroying things in a unique way, and Gabriel's was just killing things. After the conversion and usage technique between the two developed, they were a truly fearsome team, connected physically, or just simply fighting on the same battle field. As the smoke that wasn't as much as expected rose he wave it out of his face screaming the name of his beloved sister.

"Gabriela!!"

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Mon Aug 24, 2009 10:54 pm

The megaroad unleashed its main cannon upon the the first Hunter Class ship, the massive shot going through the Hunter class ship, three Claw class ships, and finally impacting the Interdector class ship on a side angle. To add insult to injury, the main Macross class vessel pulled its arm out of the broken ship, tearing apart the vessel before it went back into the battle. "TURBO SHIP BEAM PUNCH!" The man shouted, as one of its arms, itself a 300 meter long ship totally and utterlyy meant for impact fired, the ship acting like a weapon of mass distruction, impacting into the 3 uncloaked ships, holding itself together with shields and energy, before it returned to the main arm of the Macross class ship.

Not to let its arm go unused, it actually fired a powerful beam energy cannon again, the gravity fields locking onto the damaged cloaked weapons. With a better target , the New Macross class vessel fired its full power a the ships, using a more focused beam to cause more devastation. "Reactor at 75%, still enough to kick some ass," the engine room said, as the Macross class ship headed to impact the second intederctor vessel at point blank range.

The other smaller macross class ship, the Quarter unleashed its VF squadrons, the fighters preparing to intercept and harras the fighters, as the Quarter seemed to glow again, it firing its own beam at the 4 semi cloaked ships. "QUANTUM BEAM CANNON! FULL BLAST!" The Quantum Beam cannon fired, as the Megaroad waited, the command codes transferred inside. "Warp is... We can warp as soon as possible." Trantor would prepare to travel as fast as they could, the Megaroad a defensive vessel. It rushed, heading to the other Indicator ship for its point blank range attack. "Reactors at 60, burning up a lot of fuel?" the ship's engine AI said, "Transfoming and battling uses a lot of power..."

The VF-14s would prepare to attack the claw ships, their Ion Drives at the same level as the VF's thermonclear engines. "Impressive, but you don't have FISTS!" one pilot remarked as he punched a Claw in its core, breaking the hull, "Now let's show them the fist of the north star.." The VF-25 commanders would head to attack the Hunter class vessel, the powerful shields just what the Pin Point Barrier punch was meant for. "AND NOW... EXPLODE!" One pilot said, as the shields exploded. The space battle was furious and fast, as men died, AIs reset, and hell was breaking loose.

Conumbra · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conumbra** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 12:43 pm

As the space battle began the captain remarked on how things were going. It seemed that things were going about equally for each side. But if he had anything to day about it that would soon change. He spoke into his comm line to a squadron of four Claw-class fighters "Execute the drill maneuver you boys practiced. Turn up your inertial compensators to maximum power" After he finished his sentence each of the fighters targeted a VF-14 and began to spin in a clockwise roll, their enhanced light-blue tinted lasers firing. Every once in a while they would unleash a Phoze missile onto the VF-14's. The crystallized Phoze enhanced their weapons so that they were double the power that they normally were. Dodging almost every punch that the VF-14's unleashed the squadron -nicknamed Wraith Squadron by the pilots- managed to destroy those four then they went onto the next group.

Meanwhile the captain issued this recommendation to all of the Hunter-Class ships "All right boys makes sure that any time you engage an enemy near the capital ships you point your wing tips and nothing else to the gunners on the ships. That way you'll present a smaller profile to the gunners and punchers. Understand?" All of the fighters responded with "Yes sir!". The captain then went and talked to the last remaining capital ship "Commander I want you to use all of you ion cannons to take their shields offline then go in and hit them hard with your primary weapons. Captain out" He then motioned communications towards the frigates who were all pretty badly damaged.

Emergency lights flashed on and off onboard the vessel -known as the Pulse of the Unpredictable class- as the captain contacted the remaining frigates "This is it men. This will probably be your last term in service. It's been a pleasure to serve with you but here's one last strategy. My group go after the two hands on the first mech. The other group go after the other two fists. Hit them with all of your weapons and good luck" He then turned to his crew members and said "Well what are you waiting for go on bring the Flash along with us. Phase and Shift you attack the right fist while we attack the left one" After that command the two fists came under attack from barrage after barrage of double-powered lasers and quad lasers aimed at the fists. The other mech's two fists came under attack as well.

Conquerer_Man · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conquerer_Man** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 2:45 pm

The walkers, those not sent into limbo by the void keepers, erupted in massive spheres of energy. The walker's, mainly the massive Constructs, quantum cores erupted as the primeval energy that created the universe burst forth, turning all in it's path into energy. Huge craters pockmarked the land where the Constructs where destroyed.

*****
Above the Quantum Gate:

The metallic humanoid from before appeared, quantum jumping from his previous location. It had detected the enormous spike in energy, alarmed at it's targets the being did what he was designed to do.

As the energy coursed towards all the AP machines, the metallic being hovered above the quantum gate, drawing in Gabriel’s attack into him self. The energy coursed through it's body, the blue lines glowing fiercely. It had three options, one was to redirect the energy back towards the attacker, another was to funnel it into sub-space, or three, to discharge it completely into another dimension. The being chose the second option. The energy was dumped into sub-space, sparing the AP walkers close to the Quantum gate and the metallic being above.

*****

Originator Archives

Subject: 4743/XB "Elohiem"

Log: 1029847837298

Precursor 4743/XB is a curious being. Preferred to be recognized as Elohiem, 4743/XB is the oldest Precursor in the Automatis Patronus. I have discussed many things with Elohiem over many centuries, and nothing is known about him in my own archives and those of my creators. It appears that Elohiem predates all known civilizations, and even he does not know exactly how he came to be. It is apparent though he seeks knowledge of his past, and perhaps to reconcile with his creator why he was abandoned.

Elohiem's parameters are odd to say the least. Examination has proven futile, and any attempts at sampling his core, or for that matter any part of his construct, results in a release of energy more potent than any I have ever seen before. The only data we have acquired has been from live fire tests which show that Elohiem is made up of some sort of Omniconducter, a substance unknown to the AP as of yet, that can take in any form and any amount of energy and then redirect it in a multitude of ways.

He has contributed to the AP though through various means. His teleporting abilities, which rips a hole in the universe that connects to another corresponding hole allowing instantious travel to any section of the universe no matter the distance*, has lead to our own Quantum Drives and to our Quantum Jumper weapons. He has also helped set policy pertaining to any unusual or unique encounters. His search though for his creator continues.

*Footnote: Theoretically, he could travel any where, though in reality it is not that way. The farther the distance the greater the explosion of energy which forces the hole in reality, meaning that Elohiem or any quantum drive equipped ship could jump completely to the other side of the universe, but the resulting explosion on both ends could destabilize reality in both the originating galaxy and the destination galaxy.

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 2:50 pm

With the Megaroad underchallenged, it simply fired the main cannon at the Unpredictable class ship, the massive canon tearing through the ship, the massive canon one that rivaled the total energy output of the Solar Corona in its massive fury. Any fighters from both sides would be destroyed as the blast traveled, its total lenght several hundred meters long, the beam only stopping after 5 furious minuets of energy dispersal. It was nearly insant, the energy canon traveling at the speed of light itself.

The Fists were actually the worst possible target for the enemy ships to target, for a simple reason. The main source of the power was the energy fields, concentrated along the fists, instead of a normal even bubble or plastic wrap like arrangement. The enemy's blasts would almost bounce off the doubly and in one case, tripply strong shield, as the captain of the Macross class vessel laughed, saying, "Your beams do little damage, I think you should go back to school... BURSTING MELEE PUNCH!" The fist then impacted the final frigates, destroying the ships with a burst of power.

The smaller Quarter clas sship was in the same boat, its fists the focused source of its power, but its target wasn't the main fleet. Instead, the smaller ship closed in on one of the two Interdictor class ships, before unleashing its main cannon at one ship at near point blank range, before slamming its fist into the other,It would to be honest, be a slaughter, as the impacting fist like carrier section collided with the ship's main chamber, before the shielded hand released the contained energy, causing a wave like effect inside the Interdictor class ship. It would be a horrible slaughter for anyone inside, being cooked alive.

The VF-14s were decimated, but the VF-25 squadron was not phased, "Those cannons are tough, but no match for the reaction missiles, with those suicidal approaches, this will be cake!" The more advanced fighter craft fired the reaction missiles, the matter-antimatter missiles combining with the already boosted Phose weapon, creating a perfect storm. With the fighters on a singular, non moving path, they would fall victim to their own success, exploding in the horrible matter-antimatter collection.

"Boosting up weapon power works both ways," a Pilot remarked as he used his more advanced thrusters to fall in the 6 of a Claw fighter, unleashing a series of railgun bolts to finish the straggler off. "Keep this up, and we will win!" Using the Claw's power against them, was this really the power of the Database?

The remaning VF-14 squads went on a more aggressive approach against the ships, firing energy weapons and coilgun shots against the charging Ion Cannons, to prevent the Megaroad from being harmed by the charged particle guns, knowing they couldn't directly take on the spinning ships of death. "Remember, target the canons, and make sure they are all useless!" one squad leader shouted over the com, "They can't do shit if we turned their fleet into shreads, their fighters will be defeated by the big boys, let's move!" It was amazing to see how the AI managed fleets switched priorities to assault the shipbound weapons.

A small group of shuttles and VF-4s seemed to hyperdrive out, preparing to search for the homeworld of these aliens. Their mission would be a long term operation...

Somewhere on the ground, the only mage on the team was saying, "Dispair! Dispair! This hyper powered battle brings me to Dispair!" the man's staff glowing in reaction to the power up on the Northern region of the planet. "Wow, what's wrong with him?" a marine asked, "Who knows, it seems like something he ate.."

Conumbra · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conumbra** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 4:16 pm

Unfortunately it looked like the Veroose would lose this battle. They weren't ashamed of that fact. Their losses were just too great and retreating allowed them to gather more forces in preparation for the eventual battles that were to come. But a group of fighters turned to exit the system through hyperspace. To Trantor it would look like the pilots had gotten scared and fled their government but that was what the Veroose wanted them to think. As they left they also left a little surprise. What they left were known to the Veroose as ionic mines. There were now 8 in the system, one for each fighter leaving. As soon as they were activated or were shot at they would send out an ionic wave out towards the ships which would have the same effect on a ship that an ion cannon would have. That, magnified 8 times over for any ship in the system would be bad news for anyone.

Of course there were still Veroose ships in the system. Around 5 for each class of fighter. But the mines were in place to cause as much chaos as possible when the Veroose lost. The remaining fighters formed new strategies. They had learned from the mistakes Wraith Squadron had done and they had a new plan. The group formed a circle pattern in space. The Hunter-class ships in the middle with the Claw-class on the outside. All facing forward they would attack the VF-25's as one and probably be defeated as one. As they headed towards the the VF-25's all the pilots would see was a solid circle of lasers headed towards them all at once. After they finished one VF-25 they would go onto the next one. If any of them tried to attack the circle from behind the circle would simply turn around as one and shoot it out of space.

To the gunners on the ships they would appear to be just one single line. The fighters flying in that circle had no illusions that they might win. They knew they would lose but they were determined to cause as much damage to their enemies as possible. The remaining ships which had fled the system flew to two different locations. Each class went to a different system then they went to their home planet immediately afterwards so they couldn't be tracked through hyperspace. After the arrived on their home planet they would land and hurry up the production on all fighters, frigates and warships.They were in for a rough time.

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 5:55 pm

Now the scouts previously launched found the mine by accident, the shuttles disabled by the massive burst of EMP. "Sir, half the recon squad... its gone!"

"No matter, we've got them on the run!" the commander, an older looking main in charge of the New Macross clas ship said, "Keep rushing them, we have nearly got this down!"

The shuttles FTL drives were stopped by the now deactivated space mines, while the fighters simply chased after the other the other ships, using their small size and advanced mobility to follow the Veroose to their home world. Food and water were no need for for the vessels, who had all the time in the galaxy. It was over for them, but the small snub fighters were simply on a a mission, to simply track down the Veroose home world. That was a matter for another log... OOC: Making a new thread because it is starting to go off topic

The VF-25 squadron simply laughed, as they put up their powerful Pin Point Barrier System as a team, the energy beams defracting away from the advanced fighter squadron. They then fired another series of Reaction Weapons directly into the circle, forcing the fighters to either flee, crash into the missiles, or crash into the others. This was the weakness of a tight formation, reaction weapons would pick off close moving craft in no time. However, the craft failed to realize the Megaroad was still active, as its massive anti fighter weapons fired upon the sphere, guns forcing the line like formation (to their eyes) to either retreat or break up. Missiles fired, seeking targets to be destroyed

The Macross Quarter flew away from the destroyed interdictor class ships, the small vessel's engine on 30% of power needed for basic battle operations. "Finish em off!" captain yelled through the com, "Use the Main Canon!" With the main cannon firing, it wiped out the last of the enemy ships, the Macross class vessel at 50% of power needed for minium battle operations. "All ships, send out scouts to make sure there are no more invaders," remarked the captain of the transforming captail ship, "And pray that the broken shuttles aren't too harmed, repairs, set the status to Defcon 3 throughout the fleet.

Lamentations · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Lamentations** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 7:14 pm

Gabriel's body shimmered with the amber luminous energy that wrapped around his body and forced the dragon he was mounted on into a cringe. This energy was special however, unlike the previous ether energy. This energy was burning with the power of something far beyond normal forms of energy, something controlled by only celestails of his kind. He and Gabriella had a few forms of energy only they as special as they were, knew. This didn't make them full of raw power, or that wasn't the perk of it. The perk was the unique manipulative abilities that the Sage's had over this unknown power.

It's radiance covered the skies, as the constructs that flew all over the place the molecular bonds were severed and they turned into nothing more than sightless matter. Materialized by the grand display of the true power behind the pre-celestial form of Gabriel. He directled his energy into his hand, and immediately crushed with in the confines of his palm and fingers. The energy made its way through his body and system itself, powering him and giving him nearly insane physical feats, as well as mental which would be displayed soon.

Slamming his right hand onto the back of Malakai, steam began to rise from his body slowly. The very first seal of his power had yet to be unlocked, and this was mearly spare power that he took somewhat utlizing ether particles in the air. Even so this planet didn't have many of them, but with Malakai being a constant radiating source of pure ether, he wouldn't have much of a problem utlizing pure ether based techniques with perfection.

His skin began to turn a bright shade of red, his skin shiny as if some type of metal before his disappearance took place. A large thrum was heard far into the sky as the air began to displace and his body took its form in reality. Gabriel's unique ability to literally become ether never failed him, and even allowed him to travel at speeds of any of matter that he knew. Of course it would eventually take a toll on his body, but he didn't anticipate it soon. What he did anticipate was beating the shit out of this machine that had came to his world, and choose to do what is pleased, without his permission. He was going to solve that.

"I'm going..to kick...your ASS!!"

The brave scream echoed throughout the broad atmoshpere of the planet, as he prepared to defend his homeland against anything that decided it was worthy to take without permission.

King. · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **King.** on Tue Aug 25, 2009 8:13 pm

Gabriella watched as his brother eleminated what was left of the walkers, and she could feel the energy he was releasing. Although she was sad he was already tapping into the Celestial Energy, she knew his magic wasn't anything to her own. He would get a scolding for it soon enough.

But she wouldn't worry to much about her brother; he could hold his own just as well as her. Her deep azure eyes instead flickered down to Elohiem with a glare that seeming pierced it's metal body. She jabbed the Einjar rod into the ground before kneeling over and playing in the dirt. Her right hand etched ancient markings into the crust which traveled to the Core the instant they were complete. A powerful explosion of Ether Particles exploded three miles from the crust with such force as to make the gods quiver. Luckily for anything that might be affected, she was feeling nice and removed the concussive power from the barrier of energy.

This barrier was crafted with her very own Celestial Energy, a form of energy that makes the magic amplifying Ether Particles seem like nothing in comparison. This barrier was designed to limit energy-based attacks, such as lasers, to reduce the Walkers ability to drain her planet of it's power. She would surely feel the backlash later on.

"Now, then."

Gabriella reached her right arm behind her waist and grasped a white glove. Slowly, as if for movie effects, she placed it over her left hand before grasping tightly.

"I'll show brother what I can do. Kirisute gomen."

With the limber twists and bends of a professional ballerina, Gabriella started unleashing blast after translucent blast of Celestial Energy towards Elohiem. Even after the five, that would home in to their target to needle point accuracy, she kept releasing the raw energy as her body arced and spun in a beautiful display of power and dance.

Script · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Script** on Wed Aug 26, 2009 4:14 pm

"The battle proceeds greatly in our favor. The harvesters have been neutralised." one of the Voidkeepers said

"Indeed, and the other individuals are more than capable of protecting the planet themselves. Our concern was, it seems, unnecessary." another replied, watching Gabriel and Gabriella dealing with the AP troops.

"I believe our presence here is unnecessary, we can return upon the conclusion of this battle to gather more information. I think we would only get in the way of the planet's protectors." a third said, and the others nodded. They preferred to avoid combat, and the two children appeared to have the battle in hand.

With a nod, they vanished in unison, returning to Limbo to await the battle's conclusion.

Deep space, an endless expanse of emptiness, only the glinting bodies of the stars for company, millions of light years away yet somehow closer than ever. Occasionally you passed near a Solar System, or a Ship, but mostly it was simply you and the emptiness. It was, in Aiedail's opinion, an ideal place to relax and think.

As she soared through space, reaching speeds similar to those of huge cruisers (outside of warp, of course), her sensors picked up a great deal of activity in a nearby Solar System. She recognised the signatures of the AP and Trantor, as well as that of an unknown people, though the unknown and Trantor seemed to be departing. She also sensed, even from this distance, a great beacon of power - that must be great indeed for her to feel it from this far away. She swerved to direct herself towards this system, her curiosity piqued.

As she drew closer, it became evident that AP were attempting to harvest matter from a planet, as usual, and apparently something didn't want them to do so... something powerful. Decreasing her speed, Aiedail began to descend towards the planet, speeding through the atmosphere and swerving once she reached a low altitude, skimming over the treetops. She landed a few miles away from the battle, in the middle of a forest.

Morphing one of her hands into a small gun as a precaution, she warily made her way forwards on foot, her sensors on full alert and her shield humming with the heat energy it had absorbed as she descended through the atmosphere. She made sure not to go too close to the fight so as not to be caught up in it, and halted on the edge of the forest to see the battle underway. It was an awesome sight, and she actually had to lower the sensitivity of her sensors so they were not overloaded by the level of power in use. It would definitely be a bad idea to get caught up in this...

http://www.roleplaygateway.com/characters/Aiedail

Conumbra · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conumbra** on Wed Aug 26, 2009 4:40 pm

On the very outside of the system, Freasin Lore arrived in his personal shuttle. His only mission was to keep an eye on the Battle of Phageous. If Trantor somehow manage to pull out a victory then Freasin Lore would head back to his home planet. But if anyone else did he would approach them as a diplomatic representative of Helior and of the Veroose species as a whole. He was willing to do whatever it took to get the winner's friendship with the Veroose. He then sat at the edge of the system, completely cloaked and giving off no emissions whatsoever.

Conquerer_Man · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conquerer_Man** on Wed Aug 26, 2009 7:09 pm

Elohiem hovered above the Quantum gate, his metallic being a beautiful sight to see, his arms out stretched in what would be a symbolic gesture. "Statement: I have witnessed the birth of a thousand stars, and the death of a million galaxies," Elohiem spoke, his words seeming to carry though they were not loud, "I wish not to see the ravaging of this planet, for I have seen to many wonders gone, but if you wish it to be, than let us meet in combat." The remaining walkers entered the quantum gate, transporting them selves back to A1.

The air around Elohiem grew crisp as the water vapor froze; falling to the ground as ice. The air seemed to grow colder still, the ground underneath Elohiem freezing solid. All around Elohiem the landscape seemed to freeze as all the latent energy was absorbed. His body was glowing, though slightly. "Statement: Let this be over with soon."

*****

The Leviathan left the orbit of the planet Phegeous. It moved to a position north of the system plain, preparing to jump out of system, and with an explosion of immense energy the Leviathan was gone.

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Wed Aug 26, 2009 10:46 pm

In space, the battle was over. With the last of the capital ships destroyed, the last of the fighter craft intercepted by the advanced hybrid machines, and the last few battleships destroyed by the victorious Trantor battle group, it was a bitter victory. Massive damage to the hull structure would force weeks of repairs to make this craft long jump worthy. A repair fleet was already inbound, but it wasn’t the best of times. Driving off the unknowns had a great cost, and hopefully Kedora would end this battle for good.

On the planet’s surface, the team was all aware of the powers, before the mage, an older looking man walked out, his staff in his hand again, before he started, a combination of a prayer and an apology.

“Oh powers that be,” he begun, “I for one, apologize for the mistakes the unknowns have made, we did not know they would be so Zealous in their pursuits. We will not make the same mistake they did, and in fact, wish to see if we can still have a peaceful negotiation for shared use of this Planet. Our citizens are in need of a place to stay, as their ship was badly damaged in a sneak attack, in a Star near yours. We ask of you, oh mighty powers, please let us speak, in peace, instead of brutal mechanical combat..”

The Motoko Model, a Type Gr (Gravity Operations) stood hovering, scanning the unusual energy of another advanced combat android. “Interesting. More like me… How Interesting…”

King. · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **King.** on Wed Aug 26, 2009 11:41 pm

As the air around her fifteen year old body became colder, the teenage Celestial Sage didn't let up from her onslaught of magical attacks. She felt the Celestial Energy spiral around her body as it released heat as a compensation to the intense cold that surrounded her body. Although physical changes didn't affect Celestial Energy, this case was different. Apparently to much Ether was being applied to the Celestial Energy which caused it to take on a physical form (this is in reply to your freezing of the Celestial Energy; not possible fyi). Afterward the freezing temperatures caused it to turn into a solid which then fell to the ground as gravity pulled the icicles (How does Celestial Energy (a form of Magical Energy) turn into water?) to the planet.

"Try THIS." The Celestial Sage's words echoed with the powerful magic energies that swirled in the endless void of space. As it was released in response to her angry emotions the Evolution of Celestial Beings began to tick into motion. Her mid-back length white hair shrunk in size, shortening to just below her newly toned shoulders. Her azure eyes began shifting hues from the crystal blue to lava crimson, and her clothes changed at that; if 'change' involved being removed completely. What use were clothes to a transcendent, after all?

"Please..." Gabriella's left hand slowly closed to a fist in front of her face, the metal rod no longer occupying it. More Celestial Energy radiated from her left hand than any normal person could hope to discharge in a lifetime.

"Die!" Her left arm was thrust before her stark, pale body. A bright flash of white light was followed immediately by a condensed sphere of multi-colored radiation. The rainbow hues of supernovae released enough radiation to eliminate everything within that galaxy, yet was all contained in the three centimeter thick barrier of Celestial Energy. As the radiation pulsated against the barrier, Gabriella could feel herself exerting her unique energy to maintain the barrier inside the time-distorted dimension in which her condensed supernova was occurring.

"This is my Hellish Virtue. I'm sorry, robot."

The Celestial Sage's left arm was quickly brought down as her fingers curled into a tight fist. An even larger amount of Celestial Energy was pushed out every available hole in her body as she caused a trans-dimensional flux to deposit the many rampant supernovae into an unknown area in space. If Elohiem had managed to survive the concussive force, followed by the intense radiation, and then the Celestial Compression, would it really be in any position to survive the endless vacuum of space?

Seloc · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Seloc** on Thu Aug 27, 2009 9:18 pm

"WRAGH!" That was the hema Orc's reaction too what he saw on the 'bigga window'. "Wot's dat den?" a gruff voice seemed to break though the usual drone of snickers, snores and steam pipes that occupy the less then pretty bridge of the Orc Warbarge. The Barge itself is a massive hunk of metal, that varies in shape and design depending on the owning Orc tribe.

In this case, the Barge was owned by the infamous Black Earth Choppaz and was little more then a 2 mile wide metal square brimmed with slugthrowers and other crude weapons

"Oi! Boss 'dere aint no big scrap ere! Dat blood finda must be 'a brokan." The Barge was following it's sole navigational device, dubbed ' da blood finda!' which was a baffling simple looking yet surprisingly complex metal sphere tattooed in the usual Orc Nonsenses. Just as it's name implies 'Da blood finda' locates possible sites of major battles and events, and leads the ever willing Orcs though space from one battle site to the next.

Following the ever mystical power of 'Da blood finda' The Black Earth Choppaz Barge, led by their massive warboss Grotgul Magrot, have just 'poppe'd' out of FTL their funnel into the remains of the space battle above Phageous. "Shut yer trap ya Grit! Da Black Earth Choppaz never miss a big scrap, da scrap aint out 'ere in space!, da big one is on dat planet over dere! But we ain't came 'ere for da scrap, we need to restock da warbarge!" Warboss Grotgul's voice boomed as he lumbered his rather large green frame from a crude metal seat in the traditional center captain's position placed on most ships. A pointed a grubby green finger out the 'bigga' window to the green planet.

"Seems like da strongest scrappas are still settin' up dar claim on da planet." The warboss noted as he watched the mix of ships ships orbit around the said planet. "I say we 'urry up and set up da warcamp! Get da greenies into da big lobba, den we fire 'em into da planet. Den e'll setup da warcamp and build up more boyz 'nd gunz. Da Warbarge e'll stay out 'ere in space to keep 'n eye on 'ings.

Within seconds after Warboss Grotgul gave the order. The Warbarge's armies of Orcs, Shamans, Mechs, and even the Warboss himself piled into the massive, yet extremely dangerous, 'lobba shells' which are simply a high powered fuel burning rocket, hollowed out to allow space for a thousand normal sized Orcs to stand in, and a small cockpit to allow room for the pilot and the commander. The 'lobba shells' would be loaded into one of the five 'big lobba' cannons located on uneven points around the ship, and fired at breakneck speed to the target's surface, a good amount of the Orc landing party fails to survive the crash and it's quite often for half of the original landing force to be destroyed by anti-aircraft fire or by even entering the atmosphere. But it's the sheer number of Orcs sent at once that usually makes up for their horrific losses.

So, after 5 or so minutes the lobbas would be off. The barge lacked anyway to aim it's massive ship long cannons, therefor the Orc pod's would be fired blindly to the general direction of the planet, filling the ears of the Orc's left behind with the powerful boom of the crude cannon.

The large lobba shells would travel though space in the Tens of Hundreds, some exploding into some crashing into a ball of fire and some crashing into each other attempting to avoid the balls of flaming metal and Orc chunks.

"UUURGH!"

Warboss Grotgul's roared from the commander's seat of the first lobba shell as it cut into the atmosphere, sending waves of heat throughout the poorly shielded rocket that caused a number of the weaker Orcs to scream in pain or fall over and die on the spot.

If one were to look up from the planet's surface, he would see the streaks of hundreds of lobba shells as they cut though the atmosphere of the planet and crash into it's northern forest continent, releasing the blood thirsty Orc hord like a planet wide virus as the green tide roared across the Northern forests.

[ I hope you don't mind the Orc invasion, I am quite new to the entire 'mutiverse' so if you wish me to leave this thread then please inform me and i'll gladly go. ]

Conquerer_Man · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conquerer_Man** on Fri Aug 28, 2009 2:23 pm

((OoC: Elohiem naturaly absorbs energy, including heat, radiation or anything that is considered energy, and so he must continuously release as much heat as he absorbs or else the space around him will tend towards absolute zero. In battle, he doesn't need to regulate this, the air around him freezes, and any water in the air turns to ice. If he was to stay in one spot the oxygen and other gasses would soon become liquids as well.

LAW contacted me about this Celestial energy, and I must say it is misleading to call it energy, since Elohiem could absorb it if was. LAW has stated that Elohiem could not absorb it, though if it was an energy he should. It would make more sense if it was a "force" or something of that sort, but it is LAW's and your's idea not mine so this is just a suggestion.))

Elohiem saw the attack coming, and in a burst of energy Elohiem was gone before Gabriela could finish her build up of energy. Where he went, they could not tell. It seemed that he had exited reality into another, in some other dimension. The battlefield was filled with calm, the only disturbance the Orc invasion.

A few seconds later, many holes in reality and space opened up across the planet. "Statement: Shall we go down the rabit hole, to a world not your own," the voice of Elohiem eminated from the openings across the planet. The matter began to be drawn into the holes in reality, anything that wasn't attached to anything was being sucked in. Folliage, debris, animals, and the Orc's too close all were sucked into what ever dimension Elohiem had opened up.

Seloc · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Seloc** on Fri Aug 28, 2009 6:32 pm

"Boss Boss! Oi!-Wotc'h it!- Otta da way" A rather meaty Orc screamed as his scampered his large, poorly covered, body over the chaos of the main landing site, bumping into the a few of his comrades in his haste to the Boss. Although dumb and dull witted, The Orcs moved surprisingly quick when it came to organizing (Or what ever an Orc considers 'organizing') and the green hord already dissembled many of their landing craft, using the unneeded hunks of metal to construct their more important buildings. "Omm? Wot is it now? 'ant you see 'm try'in to get da bigga camp runn'i-.. Oi! get da big 'eild up already you lazy gritz!" The Warboss cut himself off to scream at a couple of Shamans who were was hunched over a falling bit of tree. " 'n'way, Wot are ya doing 'ere grit? I 'ought I sent ya boyz out on da patrol" The Warboss redirected his beady eyes down to the original Orc he was speaking too, beads of slime and slob sputtering out from between his large tusks. "Ya did boss, Ya did! Me boyz were do'in like ya told us to 'n we walk'd 'n walk'd just lika said...- "Get to da point grit" The Warboss interrupted with an annoyed snuff. "O' yes yes, sorry Boss just dat da landing ma'd me a bit ..- "Da Point Grit!" The second interruption was said with such a sudden rage that the good sized Orc was reduced to a paralyzed, blinking, statue. " 'E'll? Wot is it?"

But before the Orc could regain his composure, and inform the Warboss of a rather "Orcky" hole in the sky, there was a monstrous sound that resembled the howl of fairly powerful winds, and a single dot of a hole simple expanded over the head of the Orc's hord, pulling a good number of the said greenies upward into the hole before the others found something sightly sturdy to hold on to. "Da 'ell?" Warboss Grotgul roared as he curled his powerful green toe claws into the rock he was standing on, keeping his body in place for the moment. "Shamans! Get dat 'eild up!" The Warboss roared at an Orc, covered head to toe in blood colored runes and possessed a richly decorated white beard. "On it boss" The Shaman called back, as he crouched back over a fairly large black rock, and continued to scribe runes of blood over the thing. Two, agonizing, seconds pass before the Shaman finished the inscribing. "I 'ope dat da othas finished der rocks" The Shaman muttered as he closed his eyes, and channeled a blast of magic (Which is simply Rage in a magical form to the Orcs. ) into the said rocks.

The result was instant, the runes along the rock flashed a bright red before blasting a fit of magic into the air. Which zig zagged wildly feet above the forest, seeming to be searching for something. Again, anther second passed and a few more Orcs would lose their grip and vanish into the growing hole. Before a second beam of red energy would be seen, then a third, and a forth, each from different major landing points though out the forest. Each of the magical blasts seemed to find their way to each other, and formed a rough square shape above and around the Orc occupied areas, the beams fanning out to become a red tinted wall to fill in the space between the square shape.

Unlike most magical shields 'da big 'ield' isn't made up of 'magic' or whatever most other races consider the arcane. No no, 'da big 'ield' is the physical manifestation of the natural telekinetic 'rage' (I say rage because of the fact that I lack a more appropriate term for it) an Orc produces. Although extremely powerful and durable, 'da big 'ield's' effectiveness is limited by the amount of Orcs under it's red tint. (A single orc powering the shield would be the equivalent of tissue paper)

Once 'da big 'eild' was successfully formed, the wind funnel sucking the Orcs upward was cut off, allowing the greenskis to safely let go of the points they were gripping onto. "Beat da drums! Da big 'eild won't last foreva! We, nedda give it mor Orc Rage!" The Warboss roared, noting that the hole was pulling the physical rage that makes up the shield into it's deadly pull rather then the Orcs themselves.

The sounds of drums and war cries quickly followed the Warbosse's order, and similar sounds were heard from the other three landing sites. The Orcs, growing more excited with the rhythmic sound of the drums and roars, would slam their feet, hands, choppa, and even each other, into whatever would make a loud noise. Transforming the now red tinted forest into a concert of war, as the excitement of the Orc's further adds more and more power into 'da big 'ield' to replace the energy sucked away by the hole in the sky.

Lamentations · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Lamentations** on Sun Aug 30, 2009 3:45 pm

...Donec et pellentesque mauris

The tune of silence accompanied by the sights of the ether hurling through the atmosphere gave him a moment of reflection. It wasn't often that he was forced to obliterate literally everything that was within his sight. Half the time he was brought to kill to protect himself, or something he treasured dearly in his heart. This was a circumstance similar, but there was a key difference in the matter at hand. Not only did he want to do this to protect the planet, but his primary objective for once was to kill.

The bastards who were responsible for starting this conflict would soon pay the debt. All those who had come with intentions of removing something, or doing something with the land that wasn't their's were going to pay. Gabriel would make sure of that, even if it required that he pull a trump card that he rarely never pulled. His body began to slowly remove itself from the steam that wrapped around him and the surrounding parameter.

It had begun to melt the ground around him and cause it to corrode but it came to a halt. Now he appeared to be a normal human boy who stared as the orcs landed. He payed no mind but instead he prepared to take them out of the fabrics of time and space. It was completely optional whether he killed them all in one fashion or another. Either way they had to die, and he felt like taking the easy route. The surging of celestial properties began to show its physical appearance. His veins popping to a abnormal extent, showing rather than blood, sheer energy. His mass bulging, his eyes followed. The energies swirling in the orbs that peered out at the orcs and Eloheim's attempt to escape. He would not be so lucky as to get away, he would be destroyed with all others.

Everything slowly began to stop around him and Gabriella. The space around him warped before hand, showing that the existence of time and space was altered by the shifting of Gabriel's energy. Soon everything would halt, as well as Eloheim's disappeance. Eloheim was just looking at the ether that propelled itself through space, before Eloheim had his chance to disappear. Slowly his steps echoed throughout the large expanse of land and the sky. Ascending forward, he stepped on invisible stairs, that never even existed. Every step took him higher into the sky, and Gabriella stared in awe. Reaching the clouds just next to Eloheim, he smiled wickedly at the metal figure. Oh how Gabriel would enjoy obliterating this massive metallic, and annoying construct.

Elevate his right arm forward above his head in a enervating way, his eyes placed themselves in a rest. The energies ceased and pumped to the palm of his raised hand. A accumulation of energies on a multitude of levels emitted from his body and gradually sucked into the vacuum that sat in his palm. All fusing into one form of dread energy that he had yet to master, a energy that could have negative effects on him, or those that he didn't plan to hurt. His hair color was no longer white, but a onyx obsidian color at this point.

All equaling into a large quantity of compressed and fused energy. Pure energy in the most stable form that he could force it into. His veins remained popped, and his body remained stressed. Slowly he shook as sweat dropped from his body that struggled to contain such a oblivious force. His eyes remained closed, it was time to unleash the power that would wipe out all forces that he wished. Eloheim, the metallic titan. The Orcs, and all other unknown forces that had no future here.

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All forms of color and vivid beauty were soon completely wiped. Nothing remained of color but white and black, not even grey was present in terms of color. Of all the figures, Eloheim, and every single orc and orc construct part of the bland white that wrapped across the atmosphere. Gabriel slowly crushed the ball of energy, and watched the fireworks occur. It was impossible to notice the error that Gabriel had made right off the back, for all that could be seen was the flash of light and the wave of destruction that could not be seen by the a eye itself.

Eloheim and the orcs were completely wrapped and overshadowed by such a force that was hard for even Gabriel to put into words. Gabriel remained unseen, as the ground directly beneath him soon shot upwards. The gravel and rock that flew upwards and was wiped out along with the entire atmosphere. Eloheim's properties was no longer existent, along with the fact that he existed at any point in time. Same for the orcs who were subject to their particles and matter being completely exorcised, which was the only word that came to mind.

It was sad that the orcs had to go so soon, but Eloheim had finally been obliterated. Gabriel played no games, even if it had caused him to become physically hurt. Disappearing, Gabriel soon displaced the air around him as a small low thrum could be heard, even amongst the large ear blaring exorcism. Gabriel had ended this battle, and all enemies. It was over, and any who wished to play again would have to play another day. He had ended them all, no longer existent in the world. It was finally, over.

Conquerer_Man · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Conquerer_Man** on Sun Aug 30, 2009 9:27 pm

You think you have ended me, you think something eternal can be destroyed, something that has been, is being, and will be not of this reality and creation which you are part of and bound to, Gabriel, you think you are great but you are no better than these Orc's, your power is nothing but the creation's attempt to be the creator, I thank you for your releasing me of this physical boundry has allowed me to realize my beginings and my ends, so to this may you find peace that your power will drain you of, for when this universe has waned and died away, it will take you with it

The voice seemed to resound and verberate through all of reality. A blinding silouete appeared, forcing Gabriel to avert his eyes, for it's power was not of this universe. Strangly though, peace washed over both Gabriel and Gabriella, for Elohiem ment them no harm nor did he bode ill towards them. The figure dissappeared, leaveing no trace that the AP was there, and the patch that had been scrubbed had been returned to normal.

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