[8 vs 6][1-1] You get a good glance at the creature as you lift your hands in front of you, trying to blow yourself back from the Colossus. You try to twist your will into fire-- but nothing happens--the tentacles lash out, but miss you entirely, and you try to back away--
The Colossus is a good [thirty feet] long, and about a third of that wide. [Ten feet], at any one time, is coiled beneath it to give it stability. It's a bright red, like fresh blood, and its moist hide is covered with the twisted visages of human faces. Dozens of eyes line its 'face' and spiral down maddeningly to the main parting of its body, where it splits off into sinuous, twisting tentacles. It's missing one cluster of arms, but it has many more spreading out like a radiant from the center of its body, what you would perhaps call its torso. Shocks of electricity arc out from its various appendages as they convulse and writhe. Its presence causes distortions in the local electromagnetic field. The static it emits is loud enough to feel in your bones, and only the Thorntons seem unaffected, holding the line, while your soldiers, the weak of will and wounded turn combat knives on themselves-- trying to carve out their ears in a panic. In its eyes gleams a strange intelligence. Especially as it twists away from you into the plaza proper, crushing some of your slower troops.
[1]It's examining you in turn, pausing in its ferocious assault. The static twists itself into you, and you hear it, hear it as clearly as you can, E̟̣̺̠̖̼͂̌̄́͠ͅm̼ͧͨ̾͞p̸̬̽̆͑ͩ́͊̾ͣ̿͘͢y̴̲̱͉̿ͭ̂͗ͯͤͯŗͭ͋͏̻̺͝e͛ͤ̓̿̀̃͗͢͝҉̖̣̬͚̺̳a̧̢̖̩̩̖͉̻ͪ͌͛̍͊l͉̯͎̟̰͉͉̝͆͂ͪ͊̾.̴͇͕̰̫̞̖͙̍͐̑͘͝ ̹̰ͣ̋͆͋ͮ̾͢M̷͚͍̼͊ͥ̕c̸̬̹͗͂̋̓̐ͯ̅͒̐C̱͙̦̬̾̔͋̅ͮ͟͝ŕ̖̼̜̍̐͠ĕ͉̻͕̦̝̻̹̥͋ͨ̈́́͋ͬ̾á͉̺̣̒ͬͮ̋ͫ̋̿r̸̦̙̠͕̿̿̈͜y̸͙̮͕͍̥ͦ͛͊̽́ͅ.̟͂͂̀ ͎̤̺̰ͧC̸̫̟̤̻̳ͣͭ̓̽ͧ̓͒͠͠ͅỏ̝̦̟̮̀̈͡ň̈́͐ͦ͆̃̇҉̷͙̼͉͝s̛͚̝̥̞͕̩̏ͮ̌̌u̴̝̣ͯ́̋ͥ͋̎̉m̞̖̬̖̤̥̊̏͊͐̄e̺̐ͬͣ̐ͥͩ.̸̡̳̳̪̦̉ͫ̎̒͘
[5 vs 11] Its torso bulges, and you try to slip out of the way as it inhales through too many mouths-- but it tracks your flight through the plaza, and it exhales. The screech hits you full blast-- and it isn't simply a noise. Its a complex string of gibberish code and a vocal assault on your very willpower. It disorientates you, blinds you, makes your limbs turn to jelly or into twitching, convulsing things that respond to no commands. Your brain attempts to process the data, and in doing so, the Colossus short-circuits it. Images flash through your mind--
a burning plague ship, turning into a fireball on impact, the hunger, the pain, the Great Disconnect...You collapse, and the wurm slithers closer.
[Sadil. S-S-Sadil--mult-....[ERROR]]
[6 vs 4] William grabs you from the crater you lay slumped in, scooping you up and hurling you into a nearby pile of rubble for cover with surprising force. The blow drives the air from your lungs, and you're fairly sure you broke a rib, but considering the tentacle that crashes down where the two of you once stood, you suppose it's better than your entire body. You twitch a finger, then an arm, slowly regaining control as your vision swims. William's las-rifle impacts the creature's eyes, carefully placed shots made by the man as he slowly jogs away from you. Your soldiers turn their attention away from the barricades to help lay down suppressing fire on the creature. It screams in static once more, swinging a long tentacle and sending soldiers flying or rending them apart.
[17 vs 10] William keeps it distracted while you recover, narrowly avoiding those rending limbs with a grace that surprises you from an eight foot tall, heavily armored super-soldier. He takes careful shots, meant to aggravate, picking off eyes like they're targets on a range. No shot is wasted.
Your right arm comes back to your control, and with a shaking hand, you grab some ballistic from your kit, popping it into your number, lifeless arm. It only takes a minute for the world to become vibrant, for your senses to sharpen, for your body to start shaking with energy and adrenaline. Your mind races. Unable to do anything else, you choke down a nutrient cube, coughing some of it up as your mouth refuses to chew that quickly.
[10 vs 18] William's luck runs out as you rise to your feet-- a tentacle catches across his chest, and sends him spiraling into the ruins. You see blood, and the Thorntons break off from their spirited defense of the barricade to cover him-- only for them to be knocked into the rubble or ripped apart.
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You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: [2030] 9/30/2011
Personal Time: <3 months
Empyreal Time: NO NETWORK CONNECTION.
You feel faintly disgusted comfortable.
Everything is so vibrant and clear, and you have a razor's edge of focus now.
You have burns on your chest.
The static hiss that the creature emits drowns your reasoning..
You are peckish.
On Body:
Mark 15 Battle Armor (Active, Incompatible:Override)[Torso Armor Broken]
On Body, Beneath Armor:
A black and gold armored gambeson.On Shoulders:
A blood red half-cloakStrapped across your chest:
A worn shield belt. 0/5Beneath your gorget:
A blood red kevlar mesh.Strapped across your shoulders: A collection of 'burner' pistols on a bandolier. (3)
Strapped to your back:
A heavy assault SMG, painted gold and black.500/500In a holster:
An archeotech Cutter Hilt.300/500In a holster:
A dull, gold and black las-gun pistol.250/250In belt: 5 las-gun rifle magazines.
In backpack: Nine 'nutrient' cubes, four auto-syringes of modified 'Ballistic', five auto-syringes of 'modified' sleeping medicine, five auto-syringes of 'modified' tranquilizers, one las-gun repair kit, with extra focusing barrels and lenses, five las-gun rifle magazines, five las-gun pistol magazines, one canteen, full of water.
[100 credits] in local currency.
Overload: Qualified
Inferno : Able
Healing Factor: Apprentice
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Endurance Boost: Amateur.
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Strength Boost: Amateur.
Matter Manipulation:Silicon::Able
Skill:
Charisma: Apprentice
Skill:
Attrition Warfare: Apprentice
Skill:
Marksmanship: Proficient
You are under contract with The Brotherhood of Scholars for twenty-three years. [Angel] of The Holy City State of SEED
--High Influence within its borders
--Full command of all military resources, as approved by Crusader General
--Full command of all military resources, in emergencies
--Assigned a personal team of researchers, medical officers, and trainers.
Grandmother(adopted), Handler: Mother Nicole Gainer
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)
Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you
Organization: Personal Guard
--A complement of fifty guards, highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, and a personal knife. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader vests, leggings, boots and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Captain Zachary McKinney
--Currently in charge of protecting Emma Thornton.
--49/56 Loyal, Fanatic
--3/50 Uncertain
--4/50 Defiant
--McGee Foster (Loyal)
--James Foster (Loyal)
--Erica Hail (Loyal)
--Johnathan Shellton (Loyal)
--Eric Armstrong (Loyal)
--Quincy Black (Loyal)
Organization: Cohort: Red Sword 'The Charging Ajerix'
--A complement of three hundred Crusaders' highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, a personal knife, and a cutter hilt. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader helmets, chest-plates, leggings, boots, and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Crusader Major Anderson
--Under your direct command
--~300/600
--Shaken
--Experienced
Organization: Cohort: Green Rifle 'The Ruthless Rippers'
--A complement of three hundred Crusaders' highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, a personal knife, and a cutter hilt. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader helmets, chest-plates, leggings, boots, and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Thornton Mercenary Gem Thornton.
--Under your direct command
--~300/600
--Shaken
--Experienced
Organization: Thornton Mercenaries
--A complement of hulking Thornton soldiers turned into cybernetically augmented heavy-duty infantry. Equipped with fusion reactor based las-gun assault rifles, Inferno Shotguns, super thick armor, and technicians standing by.
--Lead by William Thornton
--30/48
Ally, Superior: The Pontifex
--Church leader for the Scholars of the Holy SEED city-state.
--High Influence within its borders
--Incredibly High Influence with Zealots
--Minor feud with Crusaders
Ally, Subservient: Captain Zachary McKinney
--Contactable in person
--High Influence within Personal Guard
--Allied with The Pontifex
--Very low Influence with the Crusaders of SEED
Ally, Subservient: William Thornton
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High influence within the Thornton Mercenaries
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
Personal Scientist, Ally: Silas Thornton
--Contactable in person
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Contact, Military Trainer Coordinator: Tyler Hop (Cordial)
Lover, Adjutant: Emma Thornton
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Friends(?) (Lost Contact):
-Jesse Hardhouse
-Amanda Silversmith
-John Frost
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