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Exalted: Out Of The Eater

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[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.
 
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[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.​
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

Sooomewheeere o-ver the Rain-bow~...
 
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... i just got back here. What did i miss?

[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

I am on too much of an ace combat kick to vote for anything else ATM.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

Weapons that no one in this Fallen Age can counter.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.
 
TenfoldShields said:
Bright Shining Ice.
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Should be Shattered... pun not intended.

[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

Given the almost pornographic paragraph of high fantasy dogfighting near the end, I can't vote otherwise. Narratively, it does seem like Apollyon is more closely associated with the ships than 'striders, and the freedom to be found in the skies should appeal to Harrower.
 
[x] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

Loved that imagery, want to see more, and I agree that the thematics fit.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.
 
Maaaan. I'm gonna curse this thread by saying it but I'm gonna say it, in terms of energy this reminds me of the Man of Steel prologue some (but not an incoherent grey nightmare). The difference in tech level mentioned in passing is like night and day - in Alexius' time we've got slave labour digging big ditches, in Apollyon's time we've got no-shit like, interdimensional research stations and he's got a SAM implant in his skull he stole from the Andromeda Initiative and he kinda casually biomodded himself into complete unrecogniseability etc etc etc. Love the contrast, really makes the First Age feel like this mythic era that Creation has fallen so far from. The fact that Apollyon more or less just like, got bored of being nice to people is wonderfully awful in its own banal way and is a great hint and how the thinking patterns of First Age Solars warped over time, especially in comparison to how much being alone with his own thoughts and mortality seems to unbalance him. .

[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.

Anyway as a dirty contrarian, time for HYUGE MECHS
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.
 
TenfoldShields said:
you and Bright Shattered Ice had argued earlier
a small thing, a stupid thing, spats between colleagues and friends.​
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And that tells us everything we need to know about the character of Harrower's past life.
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laboratory complexes the size of cities, towers shining in the noonday sun
installations in stabilized wyld-shoals, black sites in the parasite-reality beneath your feet, outposts in hell
The Kiln, your pet gods, that which fires clay and makes it pleasing
this world, this world, trapped in this world so small and so boring and so quaint.
dead centuries stretching ahead, dead centuries stretching behind.
you were so proud of what you made at the start, don't you remember?
the serums that strangled plagues. the seed-strains that murdered hunger. the organic systems that replaced frail, faltering flesh.
you were their salvation. they loved you. they worshipped you.
and so did their children.
and their children.
and their children.
and their children.
and their children.
how many generations did it take to realize the trick, the trap?
that in the end you were locked in this world with only seven hundred others for company.
with only hollow permutations of empty conversations.
every scrap of novelty exhausted. every obstacle effortlessly demolished. an eternity of steady, even sunlight washing the colors from Creation.
Bright Shattered Ice understood, better than anyone else She understood the question, the problem.
it's like she asked you once:
Can the Host make a stone it cannot lift?
Can we build something we cannot break?
this stagnant, sterile system. this rotten reality. its walls closing in on every side; penning you in, suffocating you.
there is a way out. there is a way to be free. you just have to find it.
your whole world is seven hundred people and you are so.
so.
sick of them.​
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Oof, that's good. That's damn good. The problem of the First Age summed up so neatly, practically a little bow sewn on top.

[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.

i want to loom over the walls of lookshy and tear them down, pull the tyrant's shell apart and stomp its stone organs into dust.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.

Giant. Damn. Robots.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

I love flying.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

In Harrower's dreams the only freedom he could imagine was death. This is something better.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.
 
[X] The Sky. Those fighters, fast and sleek and deadly, darting through the clouds. Dancing between the raindrops. Untethered from the world below.

Because sometimes you just want to fill the world below you with fire from horizon to horizon.
 
[X] The Mountain. Those armored suits that surrounded the larger platforms, each one thrice the size of a man. Implacable. Indomitable. Relentless.

Yeah yeah zombie carnifexes GIMME
 
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