Vote tally - Deterministic Chaos: An Unraveled Tapestry Quest

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  15 people have voted

  [X] A Combat Archaeologist:

  • Alectai
  • Ogoobu
  • Acatalepsy
  • edofthesquid
  • Derpmind
  • Laplace
  • Cetashwayo
  • Nuts!
  • banelord
  • EternalStruggle
  • gale
  • meianmaru
  • MrRageQuit
  • Solarshade
  • GAWR

  5 people have voted

  [X] An Awakened Phage:

  • Solarshade
  • Questwolf
  • Zfglx
  • kellanved
  • Starlit Horizon

  5 people have voted

  [X] A Warchild

  • Arcus
  • Nanolyte
  • Ralson
  • Starlit Horizon
  • GAWR

  2 people have voted

  [X] An Awakened Phage: The first thing you remember when personality and non-combat memory return is fear. You were operating berserker for a moment, no consciousness to limit your insight and no conscience to stay your fangs. You were once a tendril of a self-replicating weapon, consuming minds and souls to add to your arsenal of psychological weapons and intrusion capabilities, eventually being let loose with no targeting restrictions as the apocalypse progressed. The shades who are now 'crew' and the intellect-core of this Dragon-AV which partially defeated you and partially restructured you are your moral center.

  • prometheus110
  • Pyro Hawk

  2 people have voted

  [X] A Warchild: You are Dragon-born, a precocious, murderous child by tyger. The next generation to take on the mantle the old subjectivities of the Claviharp have abdicated when they retired and chose another, quieter life. The AV is your family and your family business is war. From before you were "born," you were jousting with superluminal lances and parrying blows with electronic seductions and shields of folded time. Your new sapience and embodiment has not changed that, no matter how few limbs or sensors you might have.

  • Pyro Hawk
  • Jack727

  1 people have voted

  [X] An Ex-Elite: You are constantly reminded of the void that you know resides within your current shell, where there is naught but emptiness when there once was the beating heart of a weapon-god. You were once Elite, having undergone the process of apotheosis into a divine weapon, bonded with a citadel that allowed you to lay waste to entire AV formations and shatter stars. But your Citadel is now gone, leaving you with a terminal and little more. Sometimes you wonder if "you" are still yourself - the majority of your mind and soul inhabited the citadel, and its loss means that you are a fraction of a shadow of an echo. And sometimes, you wonder if the dead dreams and whispers you hear are something more than phantom limb syndrome writ large.

  • MrRageQuit

  1 people have voted

  [X] An Ex-Elite:

  • GAWR