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Mag'Ladroth

the Void Dragon

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Yvandír

Description

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The C'tan
Mag'ladroth
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the Void Dragon
Star god of the Necrons
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Personal Information
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"need this be done? i am literal god?!, alright fine"


Theme Song:

Name:
its right there at the top
True Name:
no really, go look
Age: ??
i don't even bloody know since the begining of existance?

Age Appearance: n/a
i'm a giant metal dragon?
Sex: unknown assumed male?

Race/Main:
star gas being that fed on star radiation
Race/Sub:
Necrontyr? (i hated those little shits)
Sexual Orientation:
I CAN'T EVEN FUCK!?
Marital Status:
nada
Birthplace:
the big bang
Date of Birth:
this wasn't even a concept
Religion(s)Beliefs:
i am a legitimate god, i snuff out and create races and galaxies at whim
Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
erm...strike my body hard enough the metal ripples?
Height:
depends on my mood, but i'm usually around 60 metres from tail tip to nose
Weight:

Physical Condition:
CURRENTLY- sleeping under the noctis labyrinth
Hair Color:
giant metal dragon?
Eye Color:
Green
Alignment:
Chaotic neutral? i don't know, just let me find a place to be left alone
Occupation (Main):
Sleeping on mars
Education:
the education of the worthless, countless souls that i consumed, during the War in Heaven
Language(s):
enough...maybe all of them...i don't know...let me think on that one
Current Residence:

Family/Relatives:
the Deciever
the Nightbringer
any of the transcendant C'tan the necrons make.... are the necrons even in this realm?
Enemies:
the gold plated glorious haired bastard who called himself the emperor of mankind, fucker put me in mars
and those bloody eldar gods, fucking Talismans of Vaul...making me sleepy for several millennia.
Disabilities:
none
Personality:
Old, grumpy,
Fears:
loosing another several thousand years to sleep
the warp is a big no no
Psychological Condition:
i'm a god,who got betrayed by the bastards who made me...but they're not about.




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Image Equipment Image
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i'm a giant metal dragon, the fuck i need equipment for?

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THE MOTHERFUCKING OMNISSIAH BITCHES!
i have my own cult again?
in actuality, all necron, chaos and imperial technologies bow to the will of Mag'ladroth, with nary but a flinch of his body, he can force the technologies from these three factions to answer only to him, Boltguns stop firing, Necrons themselves seize to function awaiting the command of their god.
whether this bleeds over onto all other technologies or not, is still unknown.

LIVING METAL -NECRODERMIS
the very stuff of which, the bodies of these star gods were created many millennia in the past, the bodies sheen like silver but struck hard enough ripple like mercuary, the living metal, its name long forgotten heals like any organic matter would, the very adaptive and regenerative properties of this material makes Melta weaponry and power fists obsolete.

known powers of the C'tan
Antimatter Meteor - The C’tan Shard gathers an orb of roiling antimatter, before hurling the crackling projectile into the midst of the foe

Cosmic Fire - At the C’tan Shard’s gestured command, a pillar of black fire streaks down from the heavens.

Seismic Assault - Stone fractures and ores flash burn into silvered steam as the C’tan Shard drags up tides of magma from deep below

Sky of Falling Stars - Savagely beautiful orbs of coruscating light plummet from the cold depths of space, growing to roaring bale-stars as they approach.

Time's Arrow - Mutating the flow of causality and remoulding the temporal stream, the C’tan erases its foe’s very existence from space and time.

Trans-dimensional Thunderbolt - The C’tan Shard projects a crackling bolt of energy from its outstretched palm, blasting its foe into oblivion.

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History
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the Void Dragon: A figure of oblivion, wanton destruction and devastation. It was a master of the material realm and it's warriors were practically invincible.

this one sentence is all that is given to describe this character, its kind of annoying.

So begins...

Mag'Ladroth's Story

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Mag’ladroth stirred in the catacombs of mars, his form shifting grating against the red rock as the silvery metal that made up the great beast’s body audibly Raked across the stone, the massive cavern large enough for the sixty metre long and thirty metre tall star god to stand.
his weight crushed and continues to compact the stone upon which he now stands. Mag’ladroth looked about the cavern into, which he was banished, no imprisoned, the memories began to return to him.

The war in heaven, the battles against the old ones and the eldar, the Necrons he lead against them, and then the betrayal, his fellow C’tan shattered or destroyed, he however wasn’t but he was weakened by an attack from the Eldar. Retreated to Terra and began his long slumber.
Awakened in the middle ages...there were knights and wars amongst to puny mortals...and then there was one who defied him, and again thousands of years later the same soul...no same being defeated. And that’s the last of them.

Shaking them from his head he let out a ground shattering roar, the roof of the cavern cracking and crumbling, the void Dragon extended out his wings and from his body erupted emerald green energy arcs of lightning from this energy coursed across the body of the beast, arcing off from his body. Opening up his jaws a beam of anti-matter would fire up at the roof of the cavern.
Boring a clean hole through to the surface above, and to destabilize the martian rock.

With all the strength the drained, starved, being could muster he began to attempt to fly up smashing his way through the red rock towards the surface, towards his freedom. Soon it became a mix of flying and clawing up through the earth, boulders and loose rocks falling into the cavern below, and soon the ground began to collapse in pummeling against the Void Dragon’s body, he wouldn’t give up, with another blast of antimatter he would destroy another section of the martian rock and fly out into the air above the martian ground, watching as the destruction of his escape continued, he’d fly some distance and land looking out at Terra.
”for how long have i slumbered?”
The question mulled in the back of his mind as he sought out the webway entrance on mars, if not, he’d have to go to Luna and seek the one out there.

The setting changes from Sol to Solinus City

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The great C’tan star god watched the battle of Solinus from orbit, the devastation, the slaughter, it no longer filled him with a sense of joy?. But a sickening feeling of disgust in his non-existent heart, the darkness that overcame the land as the battle reached its climax and then the soft silence that had fallen over the battlefield after.

He looked to the imperial battleships he hid amongst warping their auger array readings to keep himself hidden, was a simple task when he was their so called ‘machine spirit’ he stopped leaving the imperium’s ships alone and flew down into atmosphere with haste, glowing like a meteorite as he tumbled towards the surface of terra, the Necormundis shell of his silvery body glowing hot but not warping, as he reached 15000ft he slowed his descent, though continued his flight towards the battlezone. Watching as the TLA ships landed and began searching for survivors he soon came into land slow and steady, he needn’t do additional damage to an already damaged and scarred land he looked about, landing upon a clear strip of road, the rubble around him now Mag’ladroth just watched silently lifting rubble away from a collapsed building with one of his fore hands/feet. Standing at twenty metres in height and about 120 metres from nose to tail, he had shrunk his form down to fit amongst the streets and rubble.

“to think there was a time, i would be at the head of such destruction” the Dragon’s head turned to look upon the terrans who were going about their duties to their homeworld. Though...any magic effect or psychic presence left by the imperium or the shadow legion would be abolished by the mere presence of Mag’ladroth, though this was only as long as they were in his presence...which was well...felt for tens of mile.

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The TLA forces moved though the city ruins some of them breaking down in tears as they found remians or belongings of loved ones. This is what the imperium could never see the loss the sorrow of seeing your own people your own family dead. The bodies where placed in body bags to be identified and returned to family as the priests and healers whispered prayers and cast spells to prevent the bodies coming back as undead.

"So much loss so much death..." Priestess stated as she walked though the ruins.

A light flashed though the sky.

" What in the Hells is that?!"

It took form...

"Dragon!"

The TLA worked quickly ships and troops rushing to where the dragon landed the cruiser in the sky locking it's guns on the creature as the TLA forces moved to surround it.

" That lizard has some balls landing here after what it's friend did" growled Priestess as she moved toward the dragon with her troops.

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The metallic beast reared its head looking down at the TLA soldiers closing in on it, Mag’ladroth paid them no mind, pulling some rubble up and putting the clawed hand full under himself where it was clear of anyone.

“If you’re here to try and save these people, get on with it, i’m no threat to your kind” the dragon’s voice was ancient and gravely, unused for millennia, continuing to clear away rubble with the one hand, a pile of rock and rubble forming underneath himself. Green lightning arcs scatter across his central form and along his wings and back, one eye watching whom he saw as the leader, the emerald energy that made up the eye, focusing on the one woman.

“You lead these mortals?” he continued digging, watching what he was doing more than focusing on the troops around him, he sought not to harm anyone. Or anyone of the mortals present.

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The troopers of the TLA kept thier weapons trained on the dragon covering it from all sides as Priestess stepped forward. "One of your kind just destroyed this city so forgive us if we don't trust that you wish us no harm... And I lead this force yes but I have one that is higher then me it is she that leads us all. We are The Terran Liberation Medical corps part of the Terran Liberation Army. They call me Priestess."
Priestess paused then asked "So dragon why are you here and why should I not order my troops to destroy you?"

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“because attacking me would get you nowhere but your own destruction...even that ship in the sky can’t harm me, and as for what i am, i am a C’tan a being as old as the creation of the universe itself, this form i have, was created by an ancient race known as the Necrontyr. One could say i’m just a mockery of such ancient beasts.”

Mag’ladroth had finished digging out the rubble he had been busying himself with and began scooping up wounded and unconscious civilians, laying them down for the TLA medics to tend to the people he had dug free.

“Priestess, i am Mag’ladroth… now let us not waste anymore time, keep your ship's guns aimed at me if you so wish.” he continued digging through rubble never moving to place his weight on any unexposed road or cleared area.

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Priestess blinked as she watched Mag'ladroth "You're helping us?" She asked shocked not sure what to do for a few moments before ordering " get back to work search every damn nook and cranny"
The troops looked at each other for a moment before Priestess shouted "Now!" They then scattered searching the city with renewed hope.

"Why do you aid us when the other destroyed us?" Priestess asked Mag'ladroth.

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“...” he didn’t really know himself to be truthful, but it felt like he had to “erasing old sins” a few hundred people saved wasn’t going to change the fact he consigned untold billions to destruction in millennia past.
Carving a pathway for himself through the rubble as he moved forward always careful of people to be saved, the thought of simply reversing the effects of the battle, erasing the damage dealt from time was all to alluring.


But no that would threaten the sanity and Terrans of the TLA, continuing to aid them by shifting larger columns and lumps of rubble, so the smaller beings could get into the gaps and pull anyone free, for now Mag’ladroth’s presence denied the shadow any souls, his presence alone a nullifier to magics and psykers alike, only those he didn’t want using magic that is and so he refrained from nullifying and blocking the TLA mages from their powers.

Coming to the edge of a crater he’d look into it and around “such barbaric fools the lot of them. his head turned back towards Priestess. “i must ask what the goals of your liberation army are?” he waited at the edge of the crater looking back into it as the water pipes and sewage drained into it filling the bottom. Sadly for the void dragon, he had a sense of smell.

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"Our goal is to see a Terra ruled by Terrans to protect the people of Terra from the foreign powers that have done nothing but bring war and taken us over with thier honey words and seemingly good deeds. The rulers of Terra have let this Imperium grow unchecked and we wish to put them back in check." Priestess said then looked to the sky and sighed. " The General hopes to do this though the election...I hope she can bring us together peacefuly but we are an army for a reason and will fight to achieve our goals if we must."

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He nods “i understand your beliefs in that regard, but that would mean after i have finished aiding you here, that i should leave also, as am i an outsider, in the current frame of time” Mag’ladroth did plan on leaving once he had done all he could to help, there were quieter places where he could rest in peace. “and what election?, excuse me my ignorance though i have just arrived or escaped my tomb on mars.”

The metallic dragon would jump off the edge of the crater and take off hovering above it looking across the city, as he flapped his wings the arcs of green electricity jumped between the blades that made up the wings and his body, the wings need not be used he hovered mostly stationary, it might have been an old habit to treat his wings like wings.

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"Election for Wing City Mayor the General hopes to win so that we can have the city and can gather more to our cause. As for outsiders we don't actually mind the ones that help and trade. It's the ones like the imperium that bother us. Ones that think they are the law and take over when it should be us true Terrans that rule with foreigners obeying our rules not us obeying theirs." Explained Priestess.

The TRA continued looking for survivors in the ruins pulling them from the wreckage.

The setting changes from Solinus City to Intergalactic Space

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a curious ancient

The C’tan had left Terra months back, his mastery of the materium allowed him to traverse the multiverse and innumerable galaxies in little time at all. He had been feeding off the radiation from the star, though now the increasing number of ships above that one planet in particular.

He waited, it looked to him now there were two fleets moving to defend or was that to attack, he wasn’t sure and kept his distance. Absorbing the radiation from the star, hiding himself in its light, growing in power by the second, he knew for certain that one of the fleets was defending the planet.


After but a brief few moments as the intensity of the situation grew Mag’ladroth had come to land upon the planet’s moon, able to observe silently from his new position, his energies snapping at the ground, bolts of green energies strike the rock and crack it making small craters.

Though, from here the ancient being could observe two fleets in defence and one very obviously being a threatening force, with a heavy sigh, the silvery sheening beast laid its body upon the ground

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A concerned (Ex?)-Hero

Yvandír listened to the silence encompassing the gala, he sighed, and cleared his throat before rasping his knuckles upon the table, he still made sound, it seems non-mythic beings are attempting to contend, with a soft sigh, he spends some of his mythic power, the extraordinary powers allowing him to cast greater sending instantly, this was to warn one of his fellows that there was trouble afoot, he stood from his table and over the sheer silence he spoke.

“Alright everyone gather round and hold onto one another, we’re going for a trip and i don’t want anyone of you getting hurt.” likely getting odd looks, Yvandír sighs and looks across the patrons. “through the use of my mythic powers i can planeshift us all out of here and elsewhere, so we aren’t part of what is about to happen.” he had given an option, though he wanted to pitch his strength against the forming fleets and whatever fool felt it was an idea to endanger multiple nation parties.

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By now, she was safely aboard the Mizuho, having slipped aboard in the commotion, with her two guardians in tow.

The Bugbots, that was the first thing the Mizuho's intelligence informed the Princess of, displaying them on a large display screen that was superimposed on the "Sky" above the forest that surrounded Yukiko, whom was situated at the foot of the royal tree 'Mizuho'

The Royal Trees were sentient entities that were connected to a hyper-dimensional being the Taiyou called Tsunami, Engineered, and cared for by an ancient and powerful race called the Matokey, these trees could be bound to genetically compatible people, allowing them to communicate, and work as a team together.

Mizuho was in no way subservient to Yukiko, but rather worked with her in a symbiotic relationship.

A strange energy was pushing the Bugbots away from the Mizuho, but it wasn't exactly energy, considering the Etherine bugbots should have been immune, but they strangely weren't.

In fact, the closer they tried to get to the Mizuho, the more their strange properties were being stripped from them. They were being acted upon by an entity that existed beyond all existence, a Chousin Goddess as the Taiyou described.

"We are ready to leave, go ahead and let the rest of the fleet know, Mizuho."

"Yes Ma'am." The voice replied.

The signal went out, and one by one the ships began powering their hyperdrives, surging forward into a misty-shimmering blue wormhole and disappearing from the planet's orbit.

The Mizuho was the last to follow suit, as the very essence of time and space bent around it, the ship faded into nothing and vanished once the last Taiyou ship jumped away.

The setting changes from Intergalactic Space to Solinus City

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Scarlet managed to survive, albeit she was wounded, attempting to move rubble off of herself, and would easily be visible to the TRA. "Somehow, I survived. Wow. Argh! So mad!"

The setting changes from Solinus City to Intergalactic Space

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Bigsby Big Hat Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yvandír Vythari Character Portrait: David Malachite Character Portrait: Mag'Ladroth Character Portrait: Verror Esmonar Character Portrait: Obake Character Portrait: Sin Asphodel
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an enraged C’tan

From his front row upon the moon orbiting the planet, he watched as the taiyou fleet left, he stood from laying upon the stone and took to the void once more, the inertialess drive constructed into his body activated and in the blink of an eye he was spead up to the speed of light, he used this new speed to race towards the planet to deal with the problem there, first off, and the fleet would then feel the wrath of the void dragon.

As he flew he’d encompass half the system in his aura of influence and control, technologies thought unhackable, yield to the void dragon's power, by his mere presence alone, passing Magistar Obake’s shuttle. Mag'ladroth’s tail would whip out and attempt to sever the ship in half, the Necromundis, a silvery looking metal, that made up the body of the void dragon, would form into a mono-molecular blade, the tail would ‘phase’ through, irrespective of shields or armors and physical properties, severing the ship in twine.

Passing on by the Mar’s Corp. building, he’d arrive at the device underneath, opening his mouth he’d release a torrent of anti-matter from his maw, the anti-matter engulfing the bright lit up flower like machine, and wiping it from existence in seconds as its atoms are disintegrated when the anti-matter comes into contact. Any shielding the device might have destabilized and brought down in the first few seconds by the antimatter breath weapon.

Any remaining antimatter would be reabsorbed into the energies of the void dragon, its attention turning to the Asphodelian Fleet, he’d fly out into the void to meet it, any of those pesky U-flies would be disintegrated if they got within a kilometer of the dragon, his powers over the materium though limited in this piece of the multiverse, he could still render them unpowered. Leaving them to float aimlessly in the void.

The metal dragon glared at the capital ship and with green lightning and electricity bursting from a console upon the command deck the ancient beast spoke to those upon the deck. “I will give you but one warning, leave, or i’ll single handedly decimate your entire fleet and leave no survivors” the console would explode, once Mag’ladroth had withdrawn his presence from it.
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the Mythic being

Yvandír had been forming everyone into an orderly group as best he could and again unaffected by the attempts to control the MARS corp. Building, his mythic powers becoming more and more visible, his veins glowing with golden energies and the only visible eye also changing from blue to a golden colour, those of less intent and more normal of lives, would be gathered first.

He made a quick prayer to the goodly gods he served as herald in ages past, though he’d turn back reaching for his blade to see the after image of the C’tan star god plummet by the building. He’d shake his head and begin getting everyone out. “Gods damned dragons”

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Fortunately, the precognitive nature of Marlene's mind allowed her to anticipate some of the hiccups, and buffer her mind to protect itself against the incoming onslaught of data. Marlene's mind processed it quickly, by buffering it out, and focusing her own thoughts. Marlene also managed to keep her own consciousness relatively isolated, while focusing on the mental 'White room' that she tried to keep them in.

But the sadness was overwhelming, the woman sensed a lot of pain, a lot of sadness in the Princess's mind, and it had a profound, and intimate effect on her own psyche.

Halena let her into her mind, and Halena took the first step towards the path to enlightenment, so now it was time for Marlene to open up to the other, to let her own mind cascade fourth.

Marlene smiled, and telepathically spoke.

"There's more, I'm going to let you in." She wanted to see if Halena could truly comprehend the steps she was about to take, but she knew that she would be completely opening her own mind to the child before her, Aschen state secrets, everything. It didn't matter, the Asylians could wipe the Aschen out, and so she took a gamble.

Marlene closed her eyes, and opened her mind to Halena. The Child would be bombarded with a sensation of pure agony, but it wasn't her own, the agony she felt was that of Marlene, the agony of being separated from ascension, but there was more, there was thousands of years worth of memories.

Marlene's childhood was the most traumatic, memories of the Aschen Confederation invading her homeworld of Yellowstone, memories of Aschen soldiers moving through the streets, door to door, dragging people out, the memories were clear, and they were vivid.

Yellowstone gave way to the lush, verdant green of Langara, and the emotions of sadness, and hatred followed. Hatred for a man that was a father figure, a man that visited unspeakable evil that left the child scarred, there was pain, a great deal of agonizing pain.

The memories were like a maelstrom, some were significant events in Marlene's life, like her first kiss. Others were the minutia of her day to day interactions on Langara.

Marlene was standing in front of a strange man in a black suit.

"Do you solemnly swear to protect and defend the interests of the Aschen Confederation of Planets, as an Agent of the Langaran Defense Agency, with every fiber of your being?"

"I do."


The Chaos of memories shifted, a memory of Marlene standing in a large room overlooking a console, and a massive device of some kind.

"They call it the Potentia, Project Shimshon, a device that, if activated will wash clean all life from this galaxy. If our society falls, we'll take this galaxy with it.."

Marlene looked down in the memory, taking a small, yet technical looking crystal into her hand, She worked quickly to suppress it, but the memory had already flowed fourth.

Another memory followed, they were in a bar of some kind, arguing passionately over someone, the woman in Marlene's mind was named Ari, they were arguing over a Randin Kaye before Ari stabbed Marlene in the chest, searing pain followed, followed by more emotions of agony, and then calm, as Marlene gazed upon a being enrobed in a brilliant white light, another ascended being.

"The success or failure of your deeds, does not add up to the sum of your life. Your spirit cannot be weighed. Judge yourself by the intentions of your actions, and by the strength with which you faced the challenges that have stood in your way. The Universe is vast and we are so small. There is really only one thing we can ever truly control... whether we are good or evil."

There was a warm light, the feeling of peace, an absolute, and overwhelming flood of knowledge, and understanding that was now being shared freely with the child. Marlene's own ascension, as she shed her physical body was a unique sensation, as she lay there on the bar floor, dying.

The white realm returned, Marlene having stemmed the flow from her own mind. Physically, the blonde was holding her head, exhaustion had begun to set in, as she relived the last few thousand years in her mind, her fragile psyche overwhelmed. One thing Halena would learn, was a hair's breadth kept Marlene from true insanity.

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