- Location
- USA
Now that would be a counterintuitive raid mechanic, can't go to the next stage until the entire team is out of ammo.
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Destiny: Gospel of a New Genesis [Evangelion/Destiny]
- Thread starter Ultra Sonic 007
- Start date
- Crossover
77.7, in which we see the trials of Cayde-6, Misato, and Saint-14.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Cayde-6 blinked as he looked around the place he had ended up. Creepy caverns, high ceiling, various nooks and crannies, winding pathways...lots and lots of pillars...
'You know what I'm thinking?'
That Xivu Arath has a crappy taste in decor?
SHYOOM.
"SON OF A-!" yelped the Exo, his last-second dodge resulting in a pierced left shoulder instead of a pierced torso. Diving behind a rocky outcropping, the Hunter Vanguard winced as his Ghost flashed into being beside him.
"I'm thinking sniper," dryly said Buck, directing the Light to his shoulder.
"Real funny, Buck," groused Cayde, his blue eyes narrowing into slits. "So...a game of cat and mouse, huh?"
Xivu Arath's voice boomed through the cavernous chamber.
"Great, just great." It was time to get tricky.
xxxx
Misato Katsuragi blinked. This...this is Tokyo. The roaring fires, the collapsed skyscrapers, the scattered rubble, the towering forms of Seeder Ships...it was straight out of her memory. "Huh. So is this your big game? Subject me to some old nightmare of mine?" She tightened her grip around the Iron Battle Axe, testing its heft. "Sorry pal, but I've had worse nightmares since then."
'Wark.'
Don't worry Pen-Pen, I'm good.
The God of War issued her challenge.
At those words, the familiar screams and howls made themselves known, as the forces of Crota - a name that she had no way of knowing in those dark days of the Cataclysm - emerged to take their pound of flesh. "...so it's me against a city full of Hive, eh?" A vicious grin came to the Iron Lady's face. "I'll take those odds!"
xxxx
Saint-14 found himself on a large arena, situated within a seemingly endless abyss. Standing on the other side was a single Hive Knight, bearing a rather well-defined physique. Strangely, the creature possessed neither a cleaver nor a boomer.
When Xivu Arath spoke, he understood why.
"...a contest of power, then." The Titan Vanguard quietly flexed his fingers, his visor glowing brightly in the murky gloom of the arena. "That suits me just fine."
Narzek snarled, and charged. Saint-14 obliged in turn; with a titanic crash of metal and bony armor, the two warriors clashed, and began grappling as if their lives depended on it.
'You know what I'm thinking?'
That Xivu Arath has a crappy taste in decor?
SHYOOM.
"SON OF A-!" yelped the Exo, his last-second dodge resulting in a pierced left shoulder instead of a pierced torso. Diving behind a rocky outcropping, the Hunter Vanguard winced as his Ghost flashed into being beside him.
"I'm thinking sniper," dryly said Buck, directing the Light to his shoulder.
"Real funny, Buck," groused Cayde, his blue eyes narrowing into slits. "So...a game of cat and mouse, huh?"
Xivu Arath's voice boomed through the cavernous chamber.
"You face Samek, the Farsight of Xivu Arath! No matter where war occurs, I see it all!"
"Great, just great." It was time to get tricky.
xxxx
Misato Katsuragi blinked. This...this is Tokyo. The roaring fires, the collapsed skyscrapers, the scattered rubble, the towering forms of Seeder Ships...it was straight out of her memory. "Huh. So is this your big game? Subject me to some old nightmare of mine?" She tightened her grip around the Iron Battle Axe, testing its heft. "Sorry pal, but I've had worse nightmares since then."
'Wark.'
Don't worry Pen-Pen, I'm good.
The God of War issued her challenge.
"You face Shoge, the Nostalgia of Xivu Arath! The memory of war is a pleasing draught to me, no matter the source!"
At those words, the familiar screams and howls made themselves known, as the forces of Crota - a name that she had no way of knowing in those dark days of the Cataclysm - emerged to take their pound of flesh. "...so it's me against a city full of Hive, eh?" A vicious grin came to the Iron Lady's face. "I'll take those odds!"
xxxx
Saint-14 found himself on a large arena, situated within a seemingly endless abyss. Standing on the other side was a single Hive Knight, bearing a rather well-defined physique. Strangely, the creature possessed neither a cleaver nor a boomer.
When Xivu Arath spoke, he understood why.
"You face Narzek, the Brawn of Xivu Arath! No one can surpass my strength!"
"...a contest of power, then." The Titan Vanguard quietly flexed his fingers, his visor glowing brightly in the murky gloom of the arena. "That suits me just fine."
Narzek snarled, and charged. Saint-14 obliged in turn; with a titanic crash of metal and bony armor, the two warriors clashed, and began grappling as if their lives depended on it.
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77.8, in which we see the trials of Zavala, Ikora, and Osiris.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Lord Zavala found himself in the midst of a long corridor. Grimacing, the Awoken shifted his Light from the offensive might of the Arc to the stalwart defense of the Void; alone, there was no telling what might happen-
ROAAAR!!!
CHEEYOOOM!
The roar of an Ogre accompanied a stream of Void bolts from the end of the corridor; impulsively, Zavala manifested a Force Barrier, and willed it to expand into a Ward of Dawn. As the ragged bolts splashed off of his shield, the Titan heard the voice of the God of War.
Zavala hissed as he willed his Light to feed into the Void shield; the attack was so wide and so encompassing that he would be consumed the moment his Ward collapsed. And in this place, surrounded by such Darkness...I doubt even my Ghost would be able to emerge unscathed. All told, his task was a simple one. I will not fall. He would show this beast the reason why the people of the City called him the Unyielding Wall.
And so the Iron Lord moved forward, bringing the Ward of Dawn with him, step by agonizing step.
xxxx
Ikora Rey stepped into an ornate cathedral, walls lined with complex organs of a downright blasphemous nature...and no, blasphemous was not a hyperbolic adjective. Every single square inch of those musical instruments were rife with the worship of death and destruction itself.
High above, a hulking Wizard with twisting horns hovered. She was introduced by her brood-mother in glowing terms.
With a howling shriek, the Deathsinger began her fatal dirge.
Ikora narrowed her eyes, looking at the various organs. Hmm. Sound waves counteract each other in the physical world. Could the same hold true metaphysically? The Warlock scurried over to the nearest keyboard instrument, and began testing it with some tentative touches. Never thought those three months protecting a group of musically-inclined nomads would ever have any utility. The sounds from the organ were rancid and sickly, so she impulsively channeled her Light into the arcane instrument; there was a noticeable improvement. I see. The rough equivalent of a C-sharp? Her fingers quickly began to fly, her immense mind analyzing the overall harmony and how the individual notes mixed together. I bet Toland the Shattered would have killed to have access to one of these. She ignored the creeping feeling of doom, slowly drawing down. Almost...there...
Suddenly, there was a sense of strange unquiet, as the song coming from the organ cancelled out the Deathsong. Destructive interference, thought Ikora with a triumphant grin.
Ir Koläk seemed to realize this, for she shrieked with outrage, and unleashed a storm of Darkness Blasts.
Ikora Rey responded with a Nova Bomb.
xxxx
Osiris stared up at the colossus, a grim expression on his face.
The giant Knight - easily fifty feet tall, if that - raised her gargantuan cleaver, its very edge hungry for his Light. Every single nook and cranny of her armor was scorched with the blood of countless species, and every breath unleashed tongues of flame.
The Vanguard Commander huffed, and summoned the Light in its fullness. "This will be an interesting one," he remarked.
'And by interesting, you mean completely one-sided?'
"Oh come now, Sagira," admonished the Warlock, as he began to manifest more of his energy clones. "Have a little faith in me."
Volrok roared - louder than the engines of a Ketch - and stomped forward, as Osiris and his copies flew forward as a swarm.
ROAAAR!!!
CHEEYOOOM!
The roar of an Ogre accompanied a stream of Void bolts from the end of the corridor; impulsively, Zavala manifested a Force Barrier, and willed it to expand into a Ward of Dawn. As the ragged bolts splashed off of his shield, the Titan heard the voice of the God of War.
"You face Zeru Däl, the Tempest of Xivu Arath! The fury of war is an unyielding storm!"
Zavala hissed as he willed his Light to feed into the Void shield; the attack was so wide and so encompassing that he would be consumed the moment his Ward collapsed. And in this place, surrounded by such Darkness...I doubt even my Ghost would be able to emerge unscathed. All told, his task was a simple one. I will not fall. He would show this beast the reason why the people of the City called him the Unyielding Wall.
And so the Iron Lord moved forward, bringing the Ward of Dawn with him, step by agonizing step.
xxxx
Ikora Rey stepped into an ornate cathedral, walls lined with complex organs of a downright blasphemous nature...and no, blasphemous was not a hyperbolic adjective. Every single square inch of those musical instruments were rife with the worship of death and destruction itself.
High above, a hulking Wizard with twisting horns hovered. She was introduced by her brood-mother in glowing terms.
"You face Ir Koläk, the Symphony of Xivu Arath! Her song is a memorial to war, the sweetest sound in the universe!"
With a howling shriek, the Deathsinger began her fatal dirge.
Ikora narrowed her eyes, looking at the various organs. Hmm. Sound waves counteract each other in the physical world. Could the same hold true metaphysically? The Warlock scurried over to the nearest keyboard instrument, and began testing it with some tentative touches. Never thought those three months protecting a group of musically-inclined nomads would ever have any utility. The sounds from the organ were rancid and sickly, so she impulsively channeled her Light into the arcane instrument; there was a noticeable improvement. I see. The rough equivalent of a C-sharp? Her fingers quickly began to fly, her immense mind analyzing the overall harmony and how the individual notes mixed together. I bet Toland the Shattered would have killed to have access to one of these. She ignored the creeping feeling of doom, slowly drawing down. Almost...there...
Suddenly, there was a sense of strange unquiet, as the song coming from the organ cancelled out the Deathsong. Destructive interference, thought Ikora with a triumphant grin.
Ir Koläk seemed to realize this, for she shrieked with outrage, and unleashed a storm of Darkness Blasts.
Ikora Rey responded with a Nova Bomb.
xxxx
Osiris stared up at the colossus, a grim expression on his face.
"Behold! Gaze upon Volrok, the Treasure of Xivu Arath! My eldest daughter is the perfect testament of my love for strife!"
The giant Knight - easily fifty feet tall, if that - raised her gargantuan cleaver, its very edge hungry for his Light. Every single nook and cranny of her armor was scorched with the blood of countless species, and every breath unleashed tongues of flame.
The Vanguard Commander huffed, and summoned the Light in its fullness. "This will be an interesting one," he remarked.
'And by interesting, you mean completely one-sided?'
"Oh come now, Sagira," admonished the Warlock, as he began to manifest more of his energy clones. "Have a little faith in me."
Volrok roared - louder than the engines of a Ketch - and stomped forward, as Osiris and his copies flew forward as a swarm.
77.9, in which we get one of the greatest mental images in all of Evangelion history.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
/Saturn/
The Hive warship shuddered as Unit-02 crashed into it, followed immediately after by Unit-04. "Your transformation is interesting!" Dominus Ghaul didn't sound concerned at all. "But you still lack true strength!"
Oh my God, please just SHUT UP! Asuka-3 would have gouged out her eardrums by now if she still had them. Unit-02's six arms were aching as the white Evangelion rained blows down on her. Seriously, how broken can someone get?! Her stolen wings swooped down, trying to cut at Unit-04; as the white Giant backed away with a slight shuffle, her Eva stabbed out with a progressive knife. Up came a knee, knocking the blade out of Unit-02's hand. "YOU BASTARD-!"
POW!
The same leg lashed out with a simple front kick, but the force behind it sent her flying through space. How the hell is this happening?! She had six arms, and frickin' wings!
'Have you ever considered that Ghaul is just a better Pilot than you?'
Hey, it took me centuries to get over being seen as second best to the Invincible Ikari! I'm NOT going to play a second fiddle to a damn alien!
'You're still getting your ass kicked.'
Mari?
'Yes?'
SHUT UP!
"You have served as a worthy opponent," spoke Ghaul; his Evangelion slowly strolled forward, surging with bolts of potent Arc energy. "But I have a greater destiny. I am the one who will kill the Taken King. I am the one who will supplant your worthless species, bringing eternal glory to the Cabal with the Light of the Traveler!"
"And you are a damn, deluded baka!" Even so, she was out of trump cards, and Ghaul had already demonstrated the fact that he would triumph in a battle of attrition. Seriously Mari, I am hurting for ideas!
'Try throwing some more Hive at him?'
Already tried that!
"Now...DIE."
xxxx
High above, the Deathsinger daughters of Oryx watched the conflict with intrigued eyes. "They are a nuisance, oh sister mine," hissed Ir Halak.
"Then shall we strike while they are...distracted?" whispered Ir Anûk. "I have grown bored with the other riffraff." There was only so many times that they could disassemble a Cabal warship into its component atoms, after all.
The Unraveler tittered, her robes fluttering due to waves of arcane power. "I shall unmake them into exotic strings."
The Weaver nodded her ponderous head, covered by an immense pyramidal helm. "And I shall use those strings to knit a fine temple for our father." The twin Deathsingers prepared their mortal song...only to pause, as they felt the weight of something immense and familiar press down upon them. "Oh...?" Gazing upward, the sisters looked upon a certain patch of space, northward of the Solar orbital plane.
A patch of space that was strangely...blank...
xxxx
/Mercury/
Shinji Ikari, floating within the Core of Unit-01, focused quietly on his hands. Nothing felt...different. Not really. And that scared him. I should feel different.
"Should you?" inquired Yui, floating above his shoulder. "I mean, you haven't done any maniacal laughter at having an enhanced S2 Engine placed into your body. Maybe the power trip is delayed?"
No...I know it's there. He could feel it sitting within his torso, yet it felt natural. The Light simply felt...fuller. Deeper. As though he would never run out, no matter how hard he fought. But...I don't feel like I'm stronger.
"...maybe it's a dud?"
No. It's not. Did that mean he had already adapted to this new power? I don't like that. He didn't want such power to come naturally...and yet, that always seemed to be the case, in his life. First, with being an Eva Pilot...next, with becoming a Guardian...and now, with this Gift from the Traveler.
His Ghost rolled her eye. "Well, no use complaining now!"
Suddenly, a voice thundered from beneath.
Another voice boomed from further down.
The words of Zeruel and Gaghiel elicited a nod from Shinji Ikari, as he gazed upon all the had gathered. "...then there's no reason to keep waiting."
Shinji briefly gazed upon the form of the Traveler, and focused upon the connection he now possessed. Well...what about you?
Quietly, that Divine Presence answered.
...I guess so. Whatever ending that would be was up to them. So with the narrowing of his eyes, Shinji Ikari focused on the Light empowering both him and Unit-01. "Let's go."
A great black disc emerged in the sky in front of them, hundreds of miles across...and as one, they advanced.
All of them advanced...
xxxx
/Saturn/
The radars and matter sensory equipment aboard the Cabal vessels suddenly pinged as they detected millions upon millions of new tonnage emerging from a dimensional wormhole.
The entirety of Oryx's Hive seemed to scream with hateful ecstasy as they detected a massive quantity of the Light.
xxxx
Unit-02's limbs twitched, as Asuka-3 blinked. "Wait...Unit-01's transponder...?"
xxxx
Dominus Ghaul's crimson eyes widened. "...that presence..." The Light within the Exalted seemed to sing. "...the Traveler...?"
xxxx
They emerged out of that blank patch of space.
First was the beak of House Gaghiel's massive Progenitor.
Next was Zeruel, resting upon the crown of Gaghiel.
Then, standing upon the back of the Angel of Might...was Unit-01, arms crossed with expectation.
The remainder came in no discernible order, Ketches of the various Houses - over two hundred! - flying alongside thousands of Gaghielus and hundreds of thousands of Gaghielim.
Finally, emerging amidst this horde of vessels and spacefaring Eliksni...was the Traveler itself, a glowing jewel amidst the darkness of space.
Gaghiel's voice pierced the gloom.
And lo, the Fallen unleashed a devastating salvo at the ranks of the Cabal and the Hive...and with titanic roars, Unit-01 and Zeruel charged into the fray.
The Hive warship shuddered as Unit-02 crashed into it, followed immediately after by Unit-04. "Your transformation is interesting!" Dominus Ghaul didn't sound concerned at all. "But you still lack true strength!"
Oh my God, please just SHUT UP! Asuka-3 would have gouged out her eardrums by now if she still had them. Unit-02's six arms were aching as the white Evangelion rained blows down on her. Seriously, how broken can someone get?! Her stolen wings swooped down, trying to cut at Unit-04; as the white Giant backed away with a slight shuffle, her Eva stabbed out with a progressive knife. Up came a knee, knocking the blade out of Unit-02's hand. "YOU BASTARD-!"
POW!
The same leg lashed out with a simple front kick, but the force behind it sent her flying through space. How the hell is this happening?! She had six arms, and frickin' wings!
'Have you ever considered that Ghaul is just a better Pilot than you?'
Hey, it took me centuries to get over being seen as second best to the Invincible Ikari! I'm NOT going to play a second fiddle to a damn alien!
'You're still getting your ass kicked.'
Mari?
'Yes?'
SHUT UP!
"You have served as a worthy opponent," spoke Ghaul; his Evangelion slowly strolled forward, surging with bolts of potent Arc energy. "But I have a greater destiny. I am the one who will kill the Taken King. I am the one who will supplant your worthless species, bringing eternal glory to the Cabal with the Light of the Traveler!"
"And you are a damn, deluded baka!" Even so, she was out of trump cards, and Ghaul had already demonstrated the fact that he would triumph in a battle of attrition. Seriously Mari, I am hurting for ideas!
'Try throwing some more Hive at him?'
Already tried that!
"Now...DIE."
xxxx
High above, the Deathsinger daughters of Oryx watched the conflict with intrigued eyes. "They are a nuisance, oh sister mine," hissed Ir Halak.
"Then shall we strike while they are...distracted?" whispered Ir Anûk. "I have grown bored with the other riffraff." There was only so many times that they could disassemble a Cabal warship into its component atoms, after all.
The Unraveler tittered, her robes fluttering due to waves of arcane power. "I shall unmake them into exotic strings."
The Weaver nodded her ponderous head, covered by an immense pyramidal helm. "And I shall use those strings to knit a fine temple for our father." The twin Deathsingers prepared their mortal song...only to pause, as they felt the weight of something immense and familiar press down upon them. "Oh...?" Gazing upward, the sisters looked upon a certain patch of space, northward of the Solar orbital plane.
A patch of space that was strangely...blank...
xxxx
/Mercury/
Shinji Ikari, floating within the Core of Unit-01, focused quietly on his hands. Nothing felt...different. Not really. And that scared him. I should feel different.
"Should you?" inquired Yui, floating above his shoulder. "I mean, you haven't done any maniacal laughter at having an enhanced S2 Engine placed into your body. Maybe the power trip is delayed?"
No...I know it's there. He could feel it sitting within his torso, yet it felt natural. The Light simply felt...fuller. Deeper. As though he would never run out, no matter how hard he fought. But...I don't feel like I'm stronger.
"...maybe it's a dud?"
No. It's not. Did that mean he had already adapted to this new power? I don't like that. He didn't want such power to come naturally...and yet, that always seemed to be the case, in his life. First, with being an Eva Pilot...next, with becoming a Guardian...and now, with this Gift from the Traveler.
His Ghost rolled her eye. "Well, no use complaining now!"
Suddenly, a voice thundered from beneath.
++WE ARE READY++
Another voice boomed from further down.
-+Verily, we People of Eliks hast prepared nobly!+-
--INDEED. THE HOUSE OF LELIEL HAS GUARANTEED OUR PASSAGE--
--INDEED. THE HOUSE OF LELIEL HAS GUARANTEED OUR PASSAGE--
The words of Zeruel and Gaghiel elicited a nod from Shinji Ikari, as he gazed upon all the had gathered. "...then there's no reason to keep waiting."
++THEN LET US MEET OUR DESTINIES++
Shinji briefly gazed upon the form of the Traveler, and focused upon the connection he now possessed. Well...what about you?
Quietly, that Divine Presence answered.
+THERE SHALL BE AN ENDING...ONE WAY OR ANOTHER+
...I guess so. Whatever ending that would be was up to them. So with the narrowing of his eyes, Shinji Ikari focused on the Light empowering both him and Unit-01. "Let's go."
A great black disc emerged in the sky in front of them, hundreds of miles across...and as one, they advanced.
All of them advanced...
xxxx
/Saturn/
The radars and matter sensory equipment aboard the Cabal vessels suddenly pinged as they detected millions upon millions of new tonnage emerging from a dimensional wormhole.
The entirety of Oryx's Hive seemed to scream with hateful ecstasy as they detected a massive quantity of the Light.
xxxx
Unit-02's limbs twitched, as Asuka-3 blinked. "Wait...Unit-01's transponder...?"
xxxx
Dominus Ghaul's crimson eyes widened. "...that presence..." The Light within the Exalted seemed to sing. "...the Traveler...?"
xxxx
They emerged out of that blank patch of space.
First was the beak of House Gaghiel's massive Progenitor.
Next was Zeruel, resting upon the crown of Gaghiel.
Then, standing upon the back of the Angel of Might...was Unit-01, arms crossed with expectation.
The remainder came in no discernible order, Ketches of the various Houses - over two hundred! - flying alongside thousands of Gaghielus and hundreds of thousands of Gaghielim.
Finally, emerging amidst this horde of vessels and spacefaring Eliksni...was the Traveler itself, a glowing jewel amidst the darkness of space.
Gaghiel's voice pierced the gloom.
+-Attack, mine brethren!-+
And lo, the Fallen unleashed a devastating salvo at the ranks of the Cabal and the Hive...and with titanic roars, Unit-01 and Zeruel charged into the fray.
I love Gaghiel's speech pattern.
- Location
- USA
Been wanting it since the early days, and it's finally here, THE HUMAN-ELIKSINI ALLIANCE SHALL NOT BE TOPPLED.
Also, did Xivu Arath purposefully send the Vanguard against trials they were uniquely suited to overcome, or does the universe hate her?
Also, did Xivu Arath purposefully send the Vanguard against trials they were uniquely suited to overcome, or does the universe hate her?
Timerider
That guy who really should get out more.
- Location
- The End of the World.
Well most people in the universe hate her, so...
77.10, in which Gaghiel calls out Aksor.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Grimoire: Gaghiel 2
Aksor, Archon Priest and acting Kell of House Leliel, looked around and felt a sense of frustation. "This doesn't make sense..."
-+What troubles thee, issue of Leliel?+-
The Lelielix turned towards the hulking form of Gaghiel; the Angel of the Seas, and the largest presence on this planet after the Traveler. Floating in the newborn Sea of Aneirin, the Progenitor remained quiet as he began his rant. "After that thief met the Great Machine, Zeruel and Tabris have encouraged all Eliksni to prepare for war. Variks has even said that the Great Machine wishes to empower the entirety of my House!"
+-Wherefore art thou concerned?-+
The Archon warped upward in a brief bit of dimensional folding; hovering in the air above the white mask embedded in the Progenitor's gargantuan head, he continued his diatribe. "We are expected to come to the aid of the thieves! To throw ourselves into a bloody thresher to take down their enemies!"
-+Thou art frustrated.+-
"Why should we shed blood for them? Why, when we are so few compared to our glory days?"
+-And what wouldst thee doth, in our position?-+
"We should encourage the Great Machine to flee this system, to leave it all behind! Let us go with it, and settle somewhere new!"
Gaghiel sighed, ponderous and heavy.
-+Pitiful Aksor. Such loss and sorrow thou hast suffered.+-
+-But what spirit! Truly, it maketh me chortle!-+
-+Thou hast fled once before. What didst thee gain? More days of squalor? Even cowards can attaineth yond!+-
+-Thou wouldst doth well to learneth of sacrifice from mine own House.-+
+-But what spirit! Truly, it maketh me chortle!-+
-+Thou hast fled once before. What didst thee gain? More days of squalor? Even cowards can attaineth yond!+-
+-Thou wouldst doth well to learneth of sacrifice from mine own House.-+
"...even you?" murmured Aksor.
-+But of course!+-
+-This reborn life of mine is precious.-+
-+All the better to spend it on something worthwhile!+-
+-To risk all, for the sake of a better age.-+
-+I sayeth to thee: I can think of nothing better.+-
Aksor seemed to deflate. "...I don't want my kin to die." Not after they had been on the brink for so long...
Gaghiel hummed, sensing his despair.
+-Is the life of perpetual fear worth it?-+
-+Truly, it wouldst be better to meet a noble end.+-
+-Our God, the Lightgiver, has decided.-+
-+I shalt go forth, to aid the kin of Ikari.+-
-+Truly, it wouldst be better to meet a noble end.+-
+-Our God, the Lightgiver, has decided.-+
-+I shalt go forth, to aid the kin of Ikari.+-
"...but why? What have they done to deserve your favor?"
Gaghiel's answer was simple, yet no less profound.
+-I hast always strived for virtue!-+
-+And being heroic is always virtuous.+-
+-So this is mine challenge, young one: be a hero!-+
-+And being heroic is always virtuous.+-
+-So this is mine challenge, young one: be a hero!-+
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
I have not watched Gurren Lagann in years.
StatelessGem
Bane of the Iron Lords
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
You sense unvarnished truth.
/seriously
//why would I need to lie
///it's not like I denied ever watching it
////it's just been a while
/////the most recent Gainax show I watched was Kill la Kill
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Welp, the canon Destiny character poll is over. The results should not surprise anyone on either SB or SV:
Osiris - 9 votes
Saint-14 - 3 votes
Cayde-6 - 23 votes
Saladin Forge - 2 votes
Zavala - 1 vote
Ikora Rey - 2 votes
Eris Morn - 29 votes
Dredgen Yor - 4 votes
Wei Ning - 21 votes
Eriana-3 - 1 vote
Toland - 2 votes
Shaxx - 8 votes
Lysander - 1 vote
Mara Sov - 0 votes
Fenchurch Everis - 8 votes
Variks - 3 votes
Dominus Ghaul - 11 votes
Asher Mir - 2 votes
Other - 1 vote
Wei Ning: I can accept bronze! That just gives me more motivation to punch harder!
Lysander: Aren't you dead?
Wei Ning: Ghost punches are the ones you can't see coming!
Shaxx: HA HA! A valid point!
Dominus Ghaul: Why did the pallid female triumph?
Cayde-6: Now, see Gary-
Dominus Ghaul: Ghaul.
Cayde-6: -yeah Glenn, whatever, don't interrupt. Anyhow, the reason why Eris won is because she has all of the Shippers backing her up.
Dominus Ghaul: ...what are these 'shippers' you speak of? Are they an advanced naval force?
Cayde-6: Oh George, you naive space rhino-turtle; the power of shipping makes even your 'Exalted' look like a kid's toy.
Eris Morn: *is being stubbornly silent. And no, she is not blushing*
Rose: :3
Eris Morn: *don't try and counter the narration!*
Osiris - 9 votes
Saint-14 - 3 votes
Cayde-6 - 23 votes
Saladin Forge - 2 votes
Zavala - 1 vote
Ikora Rey - 2 votes
Eris Morn - 29 votes
Dredgen Yor - 4 votes
Wei Ning - 21 votes
Eriana-3 - 1 vote
Toland - 2 votes
Shaxx - 8 votes
Lysander - 1 vote
Mara Sov - 0 votes
Fenchurch Everis - 8 votes
Variks - 3 votes
Dominus Ghaul - 11 votes
Asher Mir - 2 votes
Other - 1 vote
Wei Ning: I can accept bronze! That just gives me more motivation to punch harder!
Lysander: Aren't you dead?
Wei Ning: Ghost punches are the ones you can't see coming!
Shaxx: HA HA! A valid point!
Dominus Ghaul: Why did the pallid female triumph?
Cayde-6: Now, see Gary-
Dominus Ghaul: Ghaul.
Cayde-6: -yeah Glenn, whatever, don't interrupt. Anyhow, the reason why Eris won is because she has all of the Shippers backing her up.
Dominus Ghaul: ...what are these 'shippers' you speak of? Are they an advanced naval force?
Cayde-6: Oh George, you naive space rhino-turtle; the power of shipping makes even your 'Exalted' look like a kid's toy.
Eris Morn: *is being stubbornly silent. And no, she is not blushing*
Rose: :3
Eris Morn: *don't try and counter the narration!*
- Location
- Australia
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Because she's better than you in every way, Mister Notice-Me-Traveller-Sempai.
Xivu would probably take it as a compliment.
And the last two snippets...Eliksni, Humans, the Traveler chose you for a reason.
Today, you're going to prove why.
78.1, in which the Primus of All Legions has some thoughts about Ghaul.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Grimoire: The Exalted 5
"UNDYING/System Log 3F-2146- 92/Psion Meta-Analysis Active, Passive Narration Active"
"UNDYING/System Log 3F-2146- 92/Psion Meta-Analysis Active, Passive Narration Active"
Umun'arath, Primus of All Legions, quietly observed the havoc and chaos around Sol-6, unimaginatively titled 'Saturn' by the natives. Aboard her mighty vessel, The Undying, she watched quietly as Hive vessels and vicious Umbra struck at the orderly ranks of the Cabal. "Status on our reinforcements from Sol-7?"
"Half of the World Eaters are en route. Thirty percent of the Black Tide and the Skyblazers are accompanying them."
"Hmph." How irritating, for the Blue Flame to invoke the Prime Vex Directive at this hour. Still, she could not fault them. "That will be more than enough." Her eyes watched quietly as the distant figure of the Exalted clashed with its crimson counterpart. "How curious..." In over two thousand years of life, she had seen much: the expansion under Emperors Tyrus, Nikos, and Omnilion; the crushing of the Deimos Confederacy; the war against the Nihlus Federation; the various uprisings by scheming nobles; the utterly novel and perverse ways of Calus...but above all, nothing compared to the presence of the Dominus and the fabled Weapon of Acrius. To think that he used to be such a whelp. Physically, he still was! Yet, even if she had to begrudgingly admit it, the soul of the one once derided as the 'Ghost Primus' was without parallel.
How fitting, that he would be one chosen to following in the footsteps of the First Emperor: few would have the sheer strength of spirit to wield the Exalted the way he did.
She could still recall the short-lived campaign against the Arkborn, where the Dominus had demonstrated the might of the Exalted in its fullness. Curious, that he has yet to unleash it in this conflict. Perhaps there was not a threat big enough to warrant it?
There was sudden shouting, and impulsive panic that was quickly stamped down by the harsh chain of discipline; Umun'arath gazed at the monitors, seeing scans that were consistent with Eliksni vessels and the fabled titans that had held off their forces at Sol-1. Most interestingly of all, however, was the massive sphere accompanying this new fleet. "So...it seems the Traveler itself has come." She chuckled savagely; perhaps the presence of the mythical sphere would be enough to convince the Emperor to stop holding back.
78.2, in which Variks steps into the fray.
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
Arc lasers and various missiles erupted from the front lines of the Fallen fleet; Zeruel diverged, soaring from the crown of Gaghiel and delving towards the Hive's positions. Unit-01 stood stoically atop the Angel of Might, eyes narrowing upon the looming forces of the Hive.
True to form, the Cabal took note of their sudden presence, and a great multitude opened fire. With swift alacrity, the forces of House Gaghiel split apart, the proverbial school of space-faring fish swarming among the ranks of the Cabal. The Lights of their Soul bloomed and shined in the darkness of space, even while heavier munitions simply blew straight through their spiritual shields. Even so, an immense number made it through, using their very bodies to smash into the hulls of the larger Cabal vessels. Folds of skin flapped open, and out emerged Eliksni of the various Houses, fighting together in a unified way that far outpaced what had happened in the Eliksni Confederation War.
In a sense, Skolas had gotten what he wanted, even though he had not lived to see it.
Sachiel. Shamshel. Ramiel. Gaghiel. Israfel. Matarael. Iruel. Bardiel. Zeruel. Arael. Ten Houses were present on this celestial battlefield, fighting with a vigor and fury that belied their lesser numbers...for unlike the Cabal, who still had a homeworld, who still had a far-flung Empire to fall back on, this was the make or break moment for the Eliksni.
Hence why Variks quietly emerged from the Gaghielus, looking rather unruffled; he looked about the hangar, noting Zeruelim and Ramielim trading blows with a force of Legionnaires and Phalanxes. The tiny Servitor within his chest no longer glowed with Ether...but with Light, pure and true. "A shame. Cabal could have attacked the Hive only, yes? A possible alliance, in the face of the Hurricane?" The soul of Tabris infused the Tabrix in total, and the Kell blazed with gold. ++But you have made your position known...++
The nearest Phalanxes, realizing that he was the greatest threat, took aim with their slug rifles.
With a flash of movement, Tabris's hand pierced through the Phalanx's shield like a hot knife through warm butter; his palm glowed brightly. --...and so I shall react in kind.--
CHYOOOM!
True to form, the Cabal took note of their sudden presence, and a great multitude opened fire. With swift alacrity, the forces of House Gaghiel split apart, the proverbial school of space-faring fish swarming among the ranks of the Cabal. The Lights of their Soul bloomed and shined in the darkness of space, even while heavier munitions simply blew straight through their spiritual shields. Even so, an immense number made it through, using their very bodies to smash into the hulls of the larger Cabal vessels. Folds of skin flapped open, and out emerged Eliksni of the various Houses, fighting together in a unified way that far outpaced what had happened in the Eliksni Confederation War.
In a sense, Skolas had gotten what he wanted, even though he had not lived to see it.
Sachiel. Shamshel. Ramiel. Gaghiel. Israfel. Matarael. Iruel. Bardiel. Zeruel. Arael. Ten Houses were present on this celestial battlefield, fighting with a vigor and fury that belied their lesser numbers...for unlike the Cabal, who still had a homeworld, who still had a far-flung Empire to fall back on, this was the make or break moment for the Eliksni.
Hence why Variks quietly emerged from the Gaghielus, looking rather unruffled; he looked about the hangar, noting Zeruelim and Ramielim trading blows with a force of Legionnaires and Phalanxes. The tiny Servitor within his chest no longer glowed with Ether...but with Light, pure and true. "A shame. Cabal could have attacked the Hive only, yes? A possible alliance, in the face of the Hurricane?" The soul of Tabris infused the Tabrix in total, and the Kell blazed with gold. ++But you have made your position known...++
The nearest Phalanxes, realizing that he was the greatest threat, took aim with their slug rifles.
With a flash of movement, Tabris's hand pierced through the Phalanx's shield like a hot knife through warm butter; his palm glowed brightly. --...and so I shall react in kind.--
CHYOOOM!
Ultra Sonic 007
Trying to keep things simple~
- Location
- Colorado
That would be incorrect. To quote a post from SpaceBattles:
- Location
- United States
Fair enough. Rather than the outright end of their empire, the Cabal are 'merely' looking at a potential genocide, regicide, and GEOcide.
That last one's a long shot, but I wouldn't put it against some guardians to give it a try. It would be hard to top "I blew up the Cabal homeworld" when they get into dick-measuring contests...
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Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
Bloody fragging hunters and their tall tales