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Patraeko SW Payemyndii

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

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Patraeko Payemyndii


Age: 28 Image
Gender: Male
Race: Shaki'lyu
Ethnicity: Payemyndii
Profession: Pirate
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Height: 7 feet
Weight: 196kg
Hair: Black, short
Eye: Red (One cybernetic eye)
Body: Very slim

Clothing: Black longcoat with black body suit beneath, the inside of the suit is layered with UV lights for photosynthesis.
Weapons:
Longsword
Built-in blades on arm.
Items:
-Cybernetic left eye, left arm and left leg. The arm is fitted with many different blades while the leg is designed for extra strength.
Ayna Affinity: Neutrality
Ayna Abilities:
Infinite Reservoir - Patraeko's node had experienced succession through the Payemyndii lineage to the point where it had grown to an infinite size.
Peye'ooayna - A secondary node present in the right eye, allowing the copying of observed abilities.

Skills:
Peye'ooayna Master - Patraeko was born at the time of the mastery of the Peye'ooayna, giving him full mastery of the eye of Payemyndii.
Laid back - Patraeko is a man of a carefree life, he lives to have fun while taking nothing seriously.

Weaknesses:
Brain damage - Patraeko was born with brain damage, although allowing him to break the fourth wall and literally 'teleport' around a scene. He can be seen as crazy.
Over powered - Patraeko has too much power for him to enjoy, normally causing him to severely lower his fighting skill in order to gain some sort of amusement. This tends to lead to major damage.
General Shaki'lyu weaknesses - Bruising is dangerous, easily susceptible to disease, prone to being worn out, etc..

So begins...

Patraeko SW Payemyndii's Story

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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A large portal opened above one of the Sky Islands, allowing a strange spaceship to enter the area. Designed to look nearly the same as the old galleons of the 18th century with the word 'Seishaw' written along both sides of the bow, massive solar sails hung from the five masts, three layers of cannons present on both sides of the massive ship. What made this structure strange was the strange wing-like nets that protruded from both sides of the stern, floating perfectly as if unaffected by gravity. The large engines quickly fell to a humming stop as the ship wondered above the island, stopping all movement in the process.

A loud, high pitched scream could be heard from within the cabin as Abigail screamed as loud as her lungs would allow, clutching hard on one of her books as she did so. In front of her, Patraeko stood, watching in amazement while holding a clipboard, a great smile across his face which slowly faded as Abigail stopped to catch her breath, breathing heavily in fatigue as she looked over her glasses at Patraeko. "Well? Do you feel anything?" Patraeko asked, eager for good results as he held a pen to the clipboard.
"No, nothing." Abigail replied between her breaths, causing Patraeko to click his tongue in annoyance as he crossed a label saying 'Super Saiyan' off his list.
"Dang, so you're not Saiyan. Perhaps you could be an exorcist, or maybe a vampire. Oh a Demon king would be good."
"King? I'm a girl."
"Hey, I'm not transphobic.
"No, I'm a girl.
"You can identify as what you want.
Abigail gave a puzzled look as a third voice sounded from outside the entrance to the cabin, coming more clear as Vladimir entered the room. "Patraeko, what have you been doing to her now?" He asked, his voice filled with annoyance as he took the clipboard from Patraeko, "What does this say?"
"Oi, I'm just finding our protagonist's special power." Patraeko answered, attempting to grab the clipboard back from Vladimir's hands, only to watch it get snapped in half, the paper ripped to shreds.
"Stop messing around, this isn't some superhero movie." Vladimir snapped, hitting Patraeko across the back of his head with what's left of the clipboard. "We have something more important to worry about, some woman just opened a portal in front of the ship, apparently we've made it to an unregistered area. Which is impossible, ever since the formation of the Commonwealth, the whole galaxy had been registered."
Patraeko's face lit up at this information, "Just like an anime!" he called out of excitement, leaving Vladimir's face to fall to a scowl...

Outside, on the top deck of the ship, the crew continued their work half-heartedly, paying more attention on the rare sights of the floating islands that existed below them. It was obvious the crew were neither Human nor Shaki'lyu, they seemed to be strange green-coloured goo like creatures with bits of stone layered over their body as means to allow them to shape themselves into four-legged creatures. Among this group stood the two immortals, Connor and Charlotte, both standing at the railings of the ship to look at the strange islands. Although, Charlotte was struggling to look over the railing due to her height.
Suddenly, the door to the cabin was ripped off it's hinges as Patraeko was thrown outside, slapping onto the metal flooring with a loud thud as he continued his journey across the ship, stopping directly next to the two immortals. "Yo," Patraeko greeted with a raised hand before pulling himself back to his feet, dusting his clothes off as if nothing had happened before joining in the admiration of the scenery.

"Ah, Lord Payemyndii. We seem to have made it to unregistered territory, what should we do?" Charlotte asked, still trying to look over the railing.
"We should explore! Like the privateers we are!" Patraeko answered, happy to have been thrown outside. "Vlad! We're going to explore, come join!" He called out as he grabbed Connor by the back of his clothing, throwing him over the railing before joining him in the fall. "Oh, gravity's a thing."

After a small moment of falling, Connor landed perfectly on his feet. He looked around for just a moment before looking up towards the falling Shaki'lyu, his arms raised outwards as he moved side to side in the attempt to catch him. Sadly, the attempt was made in vain as Patraeko face first into the ground with a loud thud, a few feet away from Connor. Luckily, after a few seconds of silence, Patraeko raised his arm and made a thumbs up sign as he spoke "You tried!"
These strange actions, along with the appearance of the ship would have grabbed the attention of all inhabitants of the island, watching as a small circular pod containing Vladimir and Abigail travelled down to the land.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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#, as written by Sambea
Tuetanne had just left her room when she heard a commotion in the lobby. “They have to be at least 8 feet tall! Except for a couple. One was a tiny girl and the other a short boy. One of the giants actually fell from the ship!” One of the tall men said. He was tan, like all the tall men there, with sandy brown hair. His eyes were a deep brown. The lady was a little shorter than him, with sun colored blonde hair. Her eyes a slight blue. She was also tan, like all the tall girls there.

She decided to go see what the commotion was really all about. Her hands reached out in reassurance that her orbs were still there. People had gathered to the beach now, but her eyes focused on the ship. It was pretty big compared to everything else on the island, but it also wasn’t the first ship she had seen. Dodging and moving she finally made her way close enough to get a somewhat good look. The tall man wasn’t lying when he said they were tall.

Oh hot diggity dog look at this. I have come just in time to see some Gods. Holy hell. She accidentally projected out to all the tall one guys in the group. She shrunk into the crowd, glad for her shortness for once. Please don't see me. Please please please... The tall men looked down at her and she blushed hard, skipping off towards any place that wasn't around the group.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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As the crowd grew larger and larger, Patraeko stood proudly with his hands on his hips, his chest puffed out while looking off into the distance. The definition of 'cool'. Of course, Vladimir and Abigail finally appeared next to the two, looking over the large group. Charlotte, on the other hand, was left on the ship to overlook the strange crew. "I hope everyone isn't hostile, I don't think I'm ready for a fight" Abigail mumbled to Vladimir, who was already frowning at Patraeko's stupid poses.
"Either way, it's still training for you." he replied, ready to pounce at Patraeko as he slowly stepped forward towards the crowd.

Patraeko spaced his legs apart, shifting his weight mainly to his cybernetic leg as he moved his biological hand over his face, peering between his fingers. "Hello, natives! We come in pea-" His words were quickly paused by Vladimir as he his Patraeko across the back of his head, knocking him down to the ground once again before looking towards the crowd.
"We apologize for such a sudden appearance, all we ask is access to your starmaps and perhaps an open trade for supplies. Is that possible?" He called out, his emotionless voice bold and powerful as it echoed through the silent atmosphere.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She turned back, moving back to a spot where she could see the newly arrived people. The man who spoke, spoke with great confidence. What is...over...oh he is blind. Damn, guess Gods can't really be perfect. She thought. Teutanna hadn't notice herself leaning against the but of one of the many tall men on the island.

"Miss, your body is on mine. I know we don't know each other, and hell you are one red hot lady, but maybe a date first?" He laughed. She blushed from head to toe, stumbling in whatever direction the bodies she hit moved her, her final destination was on her butt in between the crowd of people and the new comers. Her head slowly turned to look at back at the new comers and stumbled on her knees, backing up. I-I am not supplies nor starmaps. Ehh, jesus...they are...GOING TO NEED TO GOT TO THE HAPNSACK FOR STARMAPS! Yeah and uh maybe for trades? She projected the thought to the group. Her obs were floating, Earth getting slightly bigger as the ocean behind the group started to have bigger waves.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Patraeko watched the strange movement of the red-haired woman in the ground. His face filled with seriousness as he watched her fall to the ground. As soon as her voice was projected in the group's mind, everything fell quiet, all seriousness throughout the group as Patraeko lowered his body to the same level at the woman, squatting and staring in a delinquent-like manner, glaring hard into her eyes.

The silence continued for what seemed like forever before it was broken by the careless voice of Patraeko, spoken through a smiling mouth; "You can speak without moving your mouth!? That's amazing! Do it again" His voice was filled with amazement as he bounced the floating orb between his hands. "Do this spin around you? That's some great special power! Better than the demon king we have here!"

"I'm not a demon!" Abigail called out, her calm, feminine voice giving it's damnedest to sound annoyed. Vladimir, on the other hand, glared at Patraeko with his arms folded, resisting the need to smack the man across the back of the head once again. Connor had already been distracted by a butterfly which hung around his body, staring at it with the look of confusion as he followed it around in circles.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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#, as written by Sambea
Teutanne froze as the giant approach and got eye level with her. Up close he looked like a dead mannequin robot. Poor guy, he must have been handsome at some point. Gay robot might just kil-, her thought was interrupted by his over excitement of her gift. He was too close to her necklace, one yank and he could end her. The Earth orb glowed more growing between his paws. Both of her hands swiftly went up, the ground beneath Patreako sending him flying into the waters behind his group.


S-Sorry about that! Just...NEVER touch my orbs. EVER. She projected to the group. The crowd had backed away from them by this time. Some taking refugee behind the trees. She stood up, dusting herself off and smiled gently. I can show you to the place for your starmaps, they might even do trades with you. Just...don't bring that one with you. She projected once more, pointing to the ugly mannequin.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Before anyone could realise what was going on, Patraeko was thrown over the group, his annoying call of enjoyment echoed throughout the area before he landed in the water with a large splash caused by a Shaki'lyu's great weight. A short pause took place as the situation was slowly processed by the rest of the group, leaving the woman's words to strike laugher in Connor, followed by Abigail, even Charlotte's laughter could be heard from the ship as she rolled on the floor, wiping her tears away. For Vladimir, this laughter took a while to sink in to his serious mind, finally causing him to quickly turn to the resurfacing Patraeko; "NO, DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" he called as a threat.

"So that's what you call them..." Patraeko replied, ignoring Vladimir's threats, "I'll have you know I never did such a form of sexual harassment."

Vladimir's face quickly returned to it's scowl as he watched Patraeko return to the group, of course, it was too late for him to be punished. After all, the woman did give some helpful information. "We'd be happy to go with you, thanks" He replied, moving his hand in a commanding swing, telling Patraeko to stay put with Connor keeping him company. Allowing Vladimir and Abigail to approach the woman, ready to be lead to the place. As a form of apology, Abigail decided to introduce the group of misfits. "I'm sorry for Lord Payemyndii's actions. I'm Abigail, and this is Vladimir. The other guy is Connor."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She stared in bewilderment as the group laughed and a small laugh coming from the ship. Teutanne jumped at the sound of Vladimir's threat. Good gosh, he can talk to me like that anytime. She thought while her cheeks turned red. That quickly went away once the ugly mannequin resurfaced. At first she was confused by his words, but it then settled in what he meant and she fought hard to keep back the blush.

When Vladimir spoke again Teutanne had to do everything in her power not to take a hard swoon to the left, but has he and the small girl approached her head tilted back. She couldn't help the little smirk that crossed her lips, but she managed to look down at Abigail. Oh...the mannequin is a Lord. My apologies! She bowed in apology before standing straight again. I am Teutanne, if you would so kindly follow me. It is not too far. She looked at Connor and waved a goodbye, totally ignoring the giant Lord mannequin that was by him.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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He stared down to the girl who stood before him, wondering why there was some form of stuttering as her body moved around awkwardly. If only he could see her expression, then it would be easier to discern her feelings, but if he did remove his blindfold; all hell would break loose. With a small grunt of approval, Vladimir walked beside Teutanne as she lead the two to where they needed to go. Abigail followed closely behind, quickly looking at all the people around her as she kept close to Vladimir, her face flushed with a reddish colour as she looked down at the ground.

Connor waved back, a big smile on his face that was comparable to a toddler who was given some chocolate, happy to be noticed and waved at instead of shot. "Y'know, there's a think called speech marks, Sambea." Patraeko spoke out, looking up into the sky as if someone was there, a cocky smile on his face before falling back to look towards Connor. "I'm bored already, let's explore!"

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She passed the upside down water fall and headed the opposite way from where she was staying. They came to a small town filled with shops. People stopped what they were doing to stare at her, Vladimir, and Abigail. Her cheeks started to become pink with a blush so she sped up a little. She could see the shop with the starmaps up ahead. No one could actually miss it. It was the only shop on the street that had planets on its sign. It read "Guiding Star" in big yellow letters against a black background. Tourist went in and out as they arrived. She looked at Vladimir then back at the shop. "How in the world is he going to fit in there?" She thought before smiling.

"Here we go! Guiding Star. It should have what you need. If you need me for anything else I will be at the beach watching over that ugly man-I mean your Lord." She projected. She waved at Abigail and Vladimir before heading back to the beach. The orbs floated and swayed as she walked. She imagined if all of his kind were tall like that. Her hand pressed against her chest over her heart. "Oh I sure hope so!" She thought.

The beach goers had kind of went back to normal, refusing to stay anywhere near Patreako. She saw Connor and laughed at his child like stance. "Connor!" She projected smiling as she ran towards him.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Vladimir nodded at the woman, glad to have found the source of some starmaps, while also quite glad to have a sane person offer to look over Patraeko, normally people would try their best to avoid him. Which is a given. "Alright, you know the kind of starmaps we need?" Vladimir asked Abigail, who nodded in reply before cautiously entering the building alongside Vladamir. Glances of fear were easily given from the natives who were also surfing the store, watching as the two irregulars walked straight to the counter. "I want a starmap, of the whole galaxy."

Meanwhile, Connor and Patraeko were wasting their time with a friendly game of catch. Patraeko's great cybernetic arm strength easily gave the need of travelling a far distance in order to catch whatever was thrown. "Alright, Connor! Go long!" Patraeko called out, smiling out of enjoyment as he prepared to throw the item. This command was quickly acted upon as Connor responded by running backwards, keeping an eye on Patraeko in order to watch the item fly through the air. Of course, his attention was grabbed by the red haired voice-less woman who was running towards him, quickly causing him to make "shoo" signs for her to stay away as Patraeko finally threw the item.

His cybernetic arm was of such power, one could clearly hear it slice through the air as a grenade was thrown at nearly sonic speed. There was no arc of travel influenced by gravity, this sheer speed allowed the grenade to travel in a straight line. This was nothing, Connor moved left and right several times, his arms held out to catch the grenade. Although, it seemed that his great eyesight was for shooting, not catching as the grenade smacked against his face. At the same time, it exploded, ripping apart Connor's top half into a majestic scene of blood and guts.

Patraeko simple cheered at such an achievement, pumping his fist into the air as he looked up to the Seishaw to see Charlotte standing upon the railing. With an increased dramatic effect, Charlotte slowly raised a card in the air, reading "9", followed by two of the Fleeair crew which held up cards reading "8" and "9.2586". "Amazingly specific!" Patraeko called out, taking the role of the call-out as Vladimir was busy. Finally he noticed the red-haired girl approaching;

"Oh, it's Tooty."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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Teutanne saw Patraeko lift his arm from the corner of her eye, but stumbled to a stop when Connor shooed her away. Her eyes squinted to see what was flying through the air. She realized too late what it was and the grenade hit Connor's face. She didn't know what was worse, seeing the sweet boy blow up or the terrified screams of the people. Her mouth had dropped and for what seemed like minutes she couldn't move. Her mind was trying to figure out what exactly had happen. The sheer thought of someone blowing up their group member made her angry. The ground beneath Patraeko started to shake, actually the ground for three miles going both ways began to shake.

The people started to run, scream, cry. Bigger and bigger waves started to crash against the beach. "What....did you do, you stupid ugly dead looking mannequin?!" She projected. All orbs were glowing now. Teutanne could hear the voices of the dead coming from her Spirit World Orb.

"He's not here." Spirit Jules spoke.

"No one has passed the border." Spirit Francis said.

"Teutanne, he's not dead." Spirit Dimitranus gravelly mumbled.

She held her hands out towards the bits of Connor. "Don't tell me he isn't dead, maybe his soul is lost. Do you honestly think someone could come back from that?!" She projected to the spirits. The ground stopped shaking and the waves went back to normal.

"From what I can tell the spirit is lingering in around the body, but I cannot see a detachment." Spirit Elizanne softly said.

Teutanne sighed with somewhat of a relief ."Thank goodness I guess, but look at that body. Why hasn't it detach? That poor sweet innocent boy." She projected to the spirits. One of her hands flicked towards Patraeko and in cased his body water up to his neck. "Why would you kill one of your sweetest members on your team? Look at him!" She projected to the nutcase in front of her.

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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"What the fuck has this idiot done now?" Vladimir questioned, walking back to the ship with two starmaps carried beneath his arms. Abigail, walking beside him, gave her own hand with carrying a third starmap in her arms; a worried face was worn as the two entered the scene. The only reaction Vladimir could give was the speaking of Shaki'lyu profanity under his breath, shaking his head as he ignored was was going on, allowing Abigail to follow directly behind.

On the other hand, Patraeko was laughing at Teutanne's negative reaction to his little game. As he could see with his eye, a large amount of energy seemed to have been expelled from the orbs that orbited her neck, forcing Patraeko to give off a whistle of amusement as he saw the pretty colours take place. "No no, he's fine." He replied, waving his hand in front of his face as a sign of dismissal, "Fucker never had a soul to begin with."

The next scene was something that drew the attention of the other two pirates, stopping them in their tracks as they saw their leader get encased in water as the red-haired woman vented her anger. Laughing was Patraeko's only reaction, struggling to speak as he laughed harder and harder. "Alright alright, enough. I'm bored of this now." He stated as he simply walked out from the water encasement, showing no signs of struggle as he approached Teutanne.

That was when things seemed to have gotten out of character, Patraeko had grabbed Teut by the scruff of her neck, picking her up to his height where the two could stare into each other's eyes. It was easier to see the details of his biological eye at this distance, the red iris, the black pupil, but there was something different; the pupil seemed to be in the shape of two Xs placed together, forming some form of double zig-zag. But that wasn't all, there was some ominous feeling present in this eye, as if it was larger, as if it was directly behind Teutanne and staring into her soul. "Stop now, he's fine."

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Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio Character Portrait: Teutanne Bonny Hurra
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She blinked at his words. "He never had a soul?" She thought confused. Her eyes grew wide as he walked out of her trap. No one or thing could ever get out of. She backed up, but was grabbed by the scruff of her neck and lifted into the air. If he breaks the necklace. The necklace grew to a heat that could melt most metals. It never burned her. The necklace held a dark secret back. It kept things locked it place so no one would get hurt. If anyone would to remove it many people and things would die. She freaked for a moment before she stared back into the ugly ass eye and leaned closer, "If you say so, but...uhm...are you....are you okay? Y-Your eye is being weird. I think the store has eye drops. Dear Goddess did I actually hurt you?! I didn't mean to...I am so so so so sorry! Eehh I don't know if I have enough money to fix that eye. Also the neck-" She projected as she swayed her legs back and forth before freezing again.

Something caught the corner of her eye and she glanced at Connor's body slowly regenerating, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She projected. Teutanne looked back at Patarko and glanced in Connor's general area.

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Patraeko didn't have a chance to answer Teutanne's foolish questions, his attention was quickly grabbed by the small girl that was standing on the edge of the ship, her hands on her hips as he called down to the group; "Oi, are you idiots gonna continue making me bored, or are we gonna get going?" Charlotte was easily growing bored of torturing the Fleeair crew that manned the ship, while also getting slightly concerned in their actions towards her.

Slowly lowering Teut to the ground, Patraeko decided to react. A smirk grew across his face as he used one hand to push his hair back slightly, his hand covering one of his eyes. A small chuckle could be heard from Patraeko as he raised his glance towards Charlotte, "Charlotte, I have been meaning to point this out to you" He spoke, his voice deep and 'cool' while the words were spoken in Japanese, "You see..." With this small pause, Patraeko pushed his hair back even more before pointing his free hand towards Charlotte shouting his next words, "I CAN SEE YOUR PANTIES!"

Disappointment quickly filled the air as everyone around him uttered the same word at the same time "Pervert", even some Fleeair managed to push that word through their nonexistent throats while the headless Connor raised a thumbs-up. However, the atmosphere had returned to it's seriousness as Patraeko's rival in randomness chuckled in reaction. Her hand raised to cover her face while she looked between her fingers, her weight shifted to one leg. "Then, what colour are they" She questioned out of all seriousness, as if there was a trump card she held beneath her sleeve.

"Black and red lace you feisty thing." Patraeko replied instantly, crossing his arms in victory while he nodded to himself,
"WRONG!" Charlotte's hand was quickly pushed forward as if she was performing some form of counter attack, "I'M NOT WEARING ANY!"

"THAT'S NOT ANY BETTER!" Vladimir instantly shouted in reaction, "AND WHAT'S WITH THAT POSE?". Even the whole group was shocked to hear Charlotte's idiotic answer, even causing Patraeko to click his tongue in defeat as he walked over to grab Connor, dragging him by one of his feet. "And don't feel defeated!" Vladimir continued, his face showing serious annoyance as he gave up on dealing with the group.

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Teut rubbed her neck once she was put down and nearly laughed at Pat's comment. She cleared her throat, refusing to let Pat think he was actually funny. She looked up to see the tiny girl with blonde hair. Her blue eyes shinning down. She thought Charlotte was cute, almost as cute as Abi. Her head shook and she looked up at Vlad, smirking at his reaction. He seemed like a true leader.

Teut ran to catch up with Conner and Pat as they walked off, she poke Conner, amazed by his regeneration. "Amazing" She thought, not minding where they were going. She looked up and was staring at Vlad's ass. "O-Oh my...." She thought, slowly reaching up.

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As the group walked off to return to the ship via the transport pod, Patraeko stopped in his tracks to look back at Teutanne. His eye showing a look of opportunity, Connor had already been thrown over his shoulder to make it easier to carry him, some parts of his body dripping from the remaining half of his head that slowly regenerated. "Tooty fruity, if you like this." He moved his eye to point towards Vladimir's behind, "Then why don't you join us?"

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Grim wanted to see the floating ship up close so he walk from the inn he was staying at. After getting a little closer he noticed people were running to get away from something. Soon he got close enough he started feel powerful people near the ship, thinking to himself that this may be his chance to get away from this place he decides ask the captain if he would hire him. As he look around he saw a group that was heading to what look like a transport pod. Hoping to catch them before they leave, he flash-step paces away from them next to and young girl with red hair that was talking to the group. without wasting time he spoke with eagerness to the whole group not knowing if one of them is the leader or not.

"Sorry if i interrupt anything but are you guys looking for an sellsword by any chance....? You see i have been stuck here for over 100 years and i will be more than happy to leave this places behind and see new things."

After speaking Grim draw his black longsword and stab it in the ground in front of him. The sword itself began to produce and purple flame that began to snake up the blade to the hult. The flame color matches Grim's eyes as he looks over the group to see who responds to his request to join.

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Teut was about to answer when someone interrupted. "Who the hell is?" She thought as she eyed him. Her tapped one of her orbs for comfort as he stabbed his sword in the ground. Her eyes lifted to Pat to see his reaction. She barely knew the fool so she didn't know if she would take him as a threat or some kind of entertainment. Her eyes glanced at Vlad and almost swooned again. "So handsome." She though, covering her cheeks and wiggling in her spot.

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Patraeko gave off a large sigh of annoyance at the appearance of yet another person. Someone who seemed to be about cliche as it gets, perhaps they lost their family at a young age due to the intervention of some big corporation or whatever. Now that would make an amazingly boring anime. With the man's random talking, Patraeko simply moved his hand as if it were a mouth, matching up the movements with the man's voice. It was pretty obvious that the group had seen this kind of stuff before; Charlotte had disappeared back into the ship while Abigail gave off a soft sigh. Even Connor, who's head was still regenerating, moved his hand to plant it against his face. Was he always conscious at this time?

"No, we don't need some help." Vladimir replied bluntly, dismissing the man with a wave of his hand before continuing back into the pod. Patraeko simply decided to say nothing, his head was still banging from Vladimir's annoying reactions to his little jokes and he really wanted to get going. Instead, he simply swung his head as an invitation to Teutanne to allow her to enter the pod and join the group back on the Seishaw.

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Teut nodded and entered the pod, looking back at the guy with the sword. She stared at him and wondered why he hadn't asked to get off earlier with other people? There was always ships coming and going, yet now he asked. Her eyes glanced up at Pat and wondered if he wondered the same thing, then her face went slack. "No way in hell he would think that...but maybe Vald." She thought.

"A weird soul he is, he is." One spirit whispered.

The setting changes from The Sky Islands to The Galactic Bar

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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With the order given to her, Charlotte quickly nodded as she stepped forward to face these honour guards, her short stature made it first seem impossible as she placed her hands behind her back, cocking her head to the side as she smiled at the guards. Suddenly, her arms began to bulge as nanobots moved through her body to build a weapon, tearing her skin open as two massive miniguns appeared on each arm. The nanobots insane replication rate gave the weapons infinite ammunition as the miniguns began to spin, loaded with armour piercing rounds, they fired. Four streams of bullets fired into the honour guards, slowly being dragged across the line as the weapons ripped into the armour, essentially cutting the guards in half.

Vladimir looked back to the eternity gate, "Alekassandra?" He questioned to himself, sensing the fear inducing power of Trami, yet assuming it was the Princess. A small shrug and the shake of the head before confirming with Charlotte, "6 o'clock, 9 o'clock, 1 o'clock" He spoke out, using his advanced hearing that accompanied his blindness to see the guards that attempted to strike at Charlotte from a blind spot, even protecting the rest of the group as Charlotte decimated the guards before they could get close to the group.



Alekassandra took Daemos' offer to take the case for herself, picking up the heavy technology in one arm, resting it on her shoulder as she continued moving as fast as she could. "You useless bastards! Get back to the flagship and call the Royal Fleet over here. Bring the Seikham!" She ordered the guards who originally pushed the case, breaking their faces into pure fear as the retreated back to the flagship, taking a few minutes to calm down from the fear of their commander before enacting her orders.

"Let's just go as fast as we can!" The High Emperor agreed with his Left King before nodding towards Carn. "Thank you, Commander Carn, for the boost."




Floating in darkness, only one bright blue circle of a cybernetic eye was visible as the figure slowly stepped forward. This was within the Chaos Flagship, Abbadon sitting upon his commanding chair as he watched the war, speaking out to the figure in the darkness with his question. As the figure came into view, his cyborg appearance was made apparent, cybernetic left arm and leg, cybernetic right eye. The main difference in his body to any other Shaki'lyu is the presence of a special power, the Peye'ooayna. The pupil of his left eye shaped as 'XX' over the red iris.
Suddenly, an innocent smile came across the Shaki'lyu's face as he appeared behind Abbadon, poking his head from behind the chair to stare at the Chaos leader himself. "How was that entrance? Was I badass enough? Do you think the readers will like it?" he spoke fast, questioning as much as he could be giving a small cough. Straightening himself up as he stood at attention beside Abbadon,
"You're fucked." Patraeko stated bluntly, staring out of the window as hundreds of wormholes began to open both near and far to Holy Terra. The Seikham itself slowly travelling through a planet sized wormhole at the edge of the solar system in order to prevent the disturbance of the gravitational fields of all planetary bodies of the system. It was not long until the whole Navy had arrived.

Hundreds of thousands of Galleon-shaped ships, each differing in size, length and number of solar masts. Giant nets floating from the beneath the cabins, sweeping through space in order to collect dark matter.

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Character Portrait: Carnaelgaar Cysius Character Portrait: Arnok The Supreme Character Portrait: Alekassandra Vladaminsky Character Portrait: Trami San Character Portrait: Vladimir L Rostovii Character Portrait: Morganovicz Skeel Character Portrait: Weilacca Vladaminsky III Character Portrait: Daemos Hetgenii Character Portrait: Patraeko SW Payemyndii Character Portrait: Abigail Draunhurst Character Portrait: Connor Dembra Character Portrait: Charlotte Giornio
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The Custodies faught to the last, although easily cut down the the armor piercing rounds they would do their best to fire back before meeting their untimely death. However for each one that fell they knew they were buying time for the Emperors new body to arrive, they knew about the plan and if it was true they would give their life for the Emperor to atone for their failure to protect him when he most needed it.



As Carn and the rest of the group pushed up, they would encounter a massive group of chaos space marines, there were thousands of them all armed with bolters and their unholy power armor. As soon as one of them spotted the group he quickly warned the rest of his brothers. However by sheer luck, or the Emperors blessing a pair of Imperial Knights arrived just in front of the Chaos Space marines and with their heavy weapons they easily turned the horde into nothing but bits and pieces before arriving in front of their group, their massive frame casing a shadow over them. After a moment of scanning them, they concluded that they had the Emperor with them. "We are the Knights Of the Emperor...We shall escort you...Thousands more lay in path...Save our Emperor..." The machines spoke in unison before turning around and began to lead them to a shortcut to Eternity Gate, all the while gunning down all Chaos forces that dared interrupt them for a second.




Abbadon simply laughed at his entrance. "It would only be complete if you had some effects...But as for the fleet that arrived they may pose a threat however our goal is the corpse god. You men have nearly arrived at the throne room. Once they kill him it does not matter if we lose the fleet or not. The Imperium will destroy itself then the end times can commence."

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Trami was far too focused on himself, He barely cared when the group passed him, He was busy seeing into the minds of the many people around him, Normally he wouldn't have nearly the amount of time to dig this deep, but now, Its as if the very world moved slower. He could feel The Seikham had arrived, This battle would not be won by these Chaotic forces, Now this was about minimizing causulties, Especielly protecting this Emperor. Yet he could feel the minds protecting him being quickly destroyed, They were running out of time. There Is no time for this! Trami's Voice was Immense, The sound seemed to come from his mouth, Yet the words echoed throughout the minds of the rest. Trami then pushed himself forward passing up next to Daemos Imperial Knights! Your Emperor is being attacked! For a moment he seemed to be Channeling power, Stretching his hands to each side, Power crackling around him. His voice then increased to a Powerful Echo, Being able to be heard on the entire Battlefield, No, being able to be heard even to Abbadon's Ship

Forces Of the Emperor! Champions Of Chaos! This battle has now been declared unfit by the Shaki'lyu Commonwealth! Brave humans, You will not fall, The Emperor and the Triarchy stand with you, The Emperor himself is being attacked, We will not tolerate this! Neither will you. Beware "Arnok" You face the might of a new High Emperor. Charge Mighty Warriors! We will wipe this Filth out of our sight! With this Trami's Presence seemed to Diminish, It seems that this was highly exhausting, even with the Veil Of Time active, With a tired voice Trami exclaimed Now, Mighty Knights, allow us to protect your Emperor.

"Man, he felt more tired than ever. It seems that he have limits even in this new state he has discovered. Hopefully all this corny Inspirational stuff would work on these Humans. His power was only temporarily weakened from the use, Hopefully he should have returned to normal once they reach the Emperor. Also.. He hoped this would make The Imperium favor him~

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Before Alekassandra could answer to Daemos' suggestion, her blanketed smile quickly fell once again as her father, the High Emperor, spoke against it. "It's better if we keep the place intact and stay in a group, don't go mad just yet." His voice showed fatigue as he continued running alongside the group, his plans still solid with the refusal of any changes. Of course, the plan only covered reaching the throne room, everything else would be improvised from there. That was when hope had arrived from beyond the wormholes.

Three giant Commonwealth Carriers, large heavily armoured ships which looked more like sail-less hulls, descended into the stratosphere of Holy Terra, ignoring the attacks given by Chaos ships as the armour took everything they fired. The front line fleet kept in mid orbit as they fired volley after volley at all attacking chaos ships, further protecting the carriers. From beyond the front line travelled the mid lines of the fleet, escorting a further twenty carriers as the battleships took their side-ways stance to fire the fixed cannons, the same nature of Gregorian galleons of human history. Flagships carrying single graviton beams pierced directly through the enemy frigates, forcing an explosion followed by an implosion as gravity was heavily localised in the contact area.
The back lines had a differing set of orders; to chase down and attack the leading flagships of the enemy. Flanking around mars in order to reach the backsides of the enemy, ready to fire their own heavy ionic weaponry, frigates preparing to fly close to fire their tachyon lances.
Meanwhile, the Seikham superstation had nearly finished departing from it's wormhole travel, the giant graviton laser began to calibrate itself, taking the gravity sinks of the system into calculations as it targeted the high concentration of the Chaos fleet. Soon to fire once it had finally exited the wormhole.

From above the palace and it's surrounding area flew the carriers. Their appearance allowing three small holes in the Void Shield to open, large enough to fit a single soldier through at one time. With only a few complains rattling through the company, it was accepted that these actions were necessary to defend the planet. The carriers situated themselves near the holes to allow an easy jump through the holes. One by one, they flooded into the atmosphere of Holy Terra, personally jumping planetside. Each soldier of the 3rd Company was dressed in the elite armour of the Shaki'lyu: Heavy Seilaikah chest piece, kilt, shoulder guards and full helmet, each part angled awkwardly to encourage bullet ricochet from all angles. Each soldier carried their own personal weapons of range and melee: Assault rifles, shotguns, bolt actions, swords, hammers, axes, the list went on. A rad'da shield was opened from a single armband to act as a heatshield as the soldiers fell. Giant wings opening from the back of their armour to guide their landing.
The skies turned black as three hundred soldiers dropped down, spreading out over the whole palace as they flew through the thick forest of gunfire. Experience accompanied the third company as they easily dodged through most of the shells, their armour allowing the contacted shells to ricochet into an arc, the sparks and colours of these actions gave the soldiers an angel-like appearance as they quickly directed their guns towards Chaos troops, laying fire as they fell, some troops were unlucky enough to misjudge their movements, taking shots to the exposed parts of their bodies, forcing death upon them.

Upon landing, each soldier worked to regroup with their peers, holograms located within and outside of their helmets which fully covered their heads, assisting their movements and shots. The use of Ayna was also used as a tertiary weapon, differing affinities littered across the third company elites, their discipline and experience granting much powerful usage as they fought to secure the palace. Hoping to find their commandress, Alekassandra, who simply smiled as she gained transmissions of a successful drop down.




The last guard dropped, smoke pouring from Charlottes guns as they slowly degenerated back into her body. She panted heavily as the nanobots attempted to regenerate their numbers within her, pulling a small bar of a strange unnamed food for her to begin eating. "I'm gonna need to tap out for a while," She struggled to speak through her heavy breathing as she returned beside Vladimir.
A small glance to Arnok was made as Vladimir gave a gesture for him to lead the way, allowing the group to travel even closer to where the Emperor would be located, unaware of what waits for them.




Patraeko pouted at Abbadon's words, "How boring, you need to care for your guys more." He held his arms up as a shrug as he began to wonder towards the exit, planning to travel to the docking bay in order to return to the Seishaw.
"I'm not gonna sit here and watch, I want in on this action. If you don't mind, I'm taking the Seishaw to the planet. Mind opening the shield for me?" He stated, not caring at how Abbadon may object to his actions. After all, the Seishaw carried weapons that would blow a hole in the shielding without effort.

As he reached the door, which opened upon his arrival, Patraeko turned his head to face Abbadon once more, a smile covering his face. "You might want to look behind you," He gestured towards Mars as the back fleet quickly came around, "And if you don't want to be crushed in some gravitational surge, you'll want to end this within an hour. Aim for the heads~"

And with that, he left.