Hyperdimension Rising
- Location
- Just passing through.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
- Location
- United States, EST
- Pronouns
- He/Him
The banter here is wonderful.
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
- Location
- England
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
An approximation of the current situation:
An approximation of the current situation:
[x] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
- Location
- National Capital Region, USA
[x] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limit with fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (Low Risk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
That's why we pile up Shares, so we can use it when we need to. And right now, we need to have Purple Heart punch a Metal Gear in the face.
That's why we pile up Shares, so we can use it when we need to. And right now, we need to have Purple Heart punch a Metal Gear in the face.
Decim
On again, off again lurker.
- Location
- St. Louis, MO
I don't think we ever stopped punching things in the face. > _ <And right now, we need to have Purple Heart punch a Metal Gear in the face.
Imrix
Periodically Malevolent QM
... Do we, though? Serious question, why are we dropping a Goddess on this problem instead of just taking the safe route of running away?That's why we pile up Shares, so we can use it when we need to. And right now, we need to have Purple Heart punch a Metal Gear in the face.
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limitwith fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (LowRisk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
Save your classmates Nep!
Save your classmates Nep!
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
To keep our adorable, badass soldiers alive and not torn-to-shreds-by-ghouls, methinks. Also to get neat loot from the fort.
UrsaTempest
Don't Panic!
Because QM (and friends!) hinted there's something on the fortress that'll greatly help Prime fucked us harder, so we want to get that before being fucked.
Imrix
Periodically Malevolent QM
Running away does that, though.
It doesn't do that, however. Hokay,
[X] Right so Neptune just went Purple Heart and is heading the other way. That means a time limit, but that's also a time limitwith fewer things wanting to eat everyone. Which is fantastic. (LowRisk, Time Limit, Spend 2 Shares)
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
Go watch some Achievement Hunter vid's, these guys are hilarious. Ray doesn't work for them anymore, but he's still around most of the time.
Summer 2265: Turn 12.2
- Location
- Singapore
Turn 12.2
"You know, some people might have a problem with that. Me? So long as Mitch don't touch my skulls, I'm totally fine." -Staff Sergeant Haywood, 1st Squad, 2nd Platoon, 101st Force Recon
"...So then what happened?" Midway through packing his utensils, Miles looks up from his pack at Ray. "Come on, man, cliffhangers are shit."
Ray shrugs, fork still in his mouth. "I mean I could tell you, but then you wouldn't believe me."
"Dude, seriously? You know what we are, right?"
"We do the impossible," Kerry chips in from beside him.
"No," Ray points out, "We do the barely difficult. Come on, Kerry, keep up."
"Yeah... No but seriously, Ray what happened."
Ray kind of grunts and shrugs. "I mean I'm alive right? What do you think happened?"
"Ah, I see what's going on." Miles nods to himself. "Goddesses and bullshit and stuff?"
----
In a flash, Neptune goes from physically stunted 16-year-old to shapely and murderous kill-you-year-old. Sword and gun in hand and several hundred more in the middle of materialising, she shoots out towards the horde of zombies with guns and the one semi-operational giant robot and vanishes from view. Mostly because the backblast she made threw up all kinds of dust.
"Now that's just not fair," Michael says.
"That's our cover," IF sniffs. Everyone tied on their face wraps the moment they heard the word 'purple'. They have been around Neptune too long. Crazy shit just isn't weird anymore. "Alright, people, we're moving in!"
"W-What about her?" Gavin asks, flinching and ducking under the sounds of bullets, even though none are coming their way. "We're not waiting for her?"
"Oh my god Gavin we went over this already. She fights zombies and we don't."
"Oh. Ohhhhh. Yeah I like this plan a lot."
A beat, and then Michael tackles Gavin through the door.
"...Welp." Jeremy pulls out a shotgun, and starts shuffling towards it too. "I guess they're taking point, then."
"You people are weird," IF grunts.
"Well it's that or hard drugs," Ray points out.
Something exploded in the cloud of dust, and then something made a sound like demonic, robotic hell-keening.
IF looks at him, one eyebrow raised, while the rest of Squad 1 moved inwards. "Considering Neptune? I'm not surprised. Come on, we have to find what this place is hiding."
----
"...A little bit."
"Okay, okay…" Miles narrows his eyes. "So you gonna tell us about that?"
Ray shrugs again and takes a sip. "Classified. All of it."
"OH COME ON!"
On the tables around them, everyone started alternatively groaning and counting their money, or silently cheering at a winning bet. Because of course Ray would lead them on a goose chase and wind up never finishing his story.
"But Ray," Kerry asks, "What did you find in there?"
----
"Welp." IF sucks on her teeth. "That is… not good."
The chambers are large enough to fit the giant robot that Neptune distracted earlier, with more than enough space to rise up to its full height. They are at least a hundred meters underground at this point. It hums, seeming to fill the room in its inner light and melody, the song of victory and triumph over all things. The weapon of the Goddess, Yellow Heart, her holy Arms of War that were never meant for anything or anyone short of a true hero to use.
The archives of each and every Vault possesses a record of each and every known Memory-Forged Armament, the tools of the Goddess, imbued with holy sunfire, the very essence of divinity, and then given purpose in the fires of the godforge. The archives of the Basilicom, fragmented and corrupted and damaged as it is, are even more comprehensive.
The weapon before them is older than each of them combined. It possesses the very seed of divinity itself, the potential of birthing a new Goddess. A figure that can match, even exceed, the purple one that is simultaneously duelling a giant robot and an increasingly-large army of what was once Nacma's finest. The weapon before them could end wars, by presence or by sheer prowess.
It is the Sunspear of He'stan, one of CPU Yellow Heart's vast panoply, said to fire a lance of searing gold that harms the wicked and leaves the righteous untouched.
And it drips black and blue with sheer wrongness.
It pools around its base, deep enough to, if Ray guesses, reach the ankles of their boots. Not that anyone wants to step in that gunk. Being next to it makes his skin crawl. Makes his throat dry. Makes him feel dirty and grimy inside, dirty enough to tear his skin off just to feel a little bit cleaner.
"What the fuck is this fucking horseshit," Michael gapes.
"I think we should go," Jeremy squeaks.
Gavin just kind of squawks in agony.
He should not be here. None of them should be here. Not him. Not IF. Not Neptune. Never Neptune. Imagine if she touched that thing.
"...Nep?" IF is putting on a brave face, but the way she's verbally shaking does her zero favors. "Nep, tell me you read this."
"How bad does it look?"
And yet, somehow, Ray's animal brain can just recognise that CPU Purple Heart - Grown Up Neptune, basically - has, like, the sexiest voice. It's kind of calming.
"Oh, no, it's perfectly fine, I'd have my fucking honeymoon here." IF states, words dripping with bitter sarcasm. "I want to nuke it from orbit, just to be sure, but it might make orbit evil. This needs to go. Now."
"Inherent wrongness… Damn, I should have guessed. So, confirmed Memory Weapon?"
"As much as I can tell," IF half-shouts. Gavin is now clawing at his ears. "So could you please drop a Mega Blade on this piece of crap now? Because holy fuck this thing needs to go!"
"I need to consult Histy… Hm."
"Hm? Hm?!"
"If I hit it too hard, it's going to explode violently. The base will not remain. But if we leave it, the Warframes may well take it for their own. Histoire cannot confirm anything, but common sense tells me that letting them get a hold of a CPU Memory in any capacity is an absolutely awful idea."
"Can't you take it with you?!"
"IF. I'm crazy, not crazy."
"Right, sorry, sorry!" IF sighs, hard and loud. "Can we just get this over with now? I need a shower just being in the same room! And this room's big enough to fit a dozen Cyberdragons!"
"Not that many," Ray mumbles, but not quiet enough considering the Look IF shoots him.
"Shut the fuck up Ray grown ups are talking. Nep! Choose! Now!"
[] Nuke the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5) Oberon Prime Will Know To Escalate Further
- [-] Immediately. It's the only way to be extra-sure. (No Survivors, No Interception) [HAHAHAHAHAHA no]
[] Leave the site. Leave no sign of your appearance. (Risk of Interception as Infiltration Team Escapes, Casualties Possible) (x1.0) Oberon Prime May Send a Visitor
- [] And leave the squad as a perimeter force. (101st Force Infantry 1st Squad Left Behind)
[] Take it. Better to safeguard it if it is on you. (Risk of Interception as Neptune Arrives to Acquire the Corrupted Sunspear of He'stan, Corrupted Memory Weapon in Poximity) (x1.0) Do I need to spell it out for you?
[] Write-In. Literally anything might work.
"You know, some people might have a problem with that. Me? So long as Mitch don't touch my skulls, I'm totally fine." -Staff Sergeant Haywood, 1st Squad, 2nd Platoon, 101st Force Recon
"...So then what happened?" Midway through packing his utensils, Miles looks up from his pack at Ray. "Come on, man, cliffhangers are shit."
Ray shrugs, fork still in his mouth. "I mean I could tell you, but then you wouldn't believe me."
"Dude, seriously? You know what we are, right?"
"We do the impossible," Kerry chips in from beside him.
"No," Ray points out, "We do the barely difficult. Come on, Kerry, keep up."
"Yeah... No but seriously, Ray what happened."
Ray kind of grunts and shrugs. "I mean I'm alive right? What do you think happened?"
"Ah, I see what's going on." Miles nods to himself. "Goddesses and bullshit and stuff?"
----
In a flash, Neptune goes from physically stunted 16-year-old to shapely and murderous kill-you-year-old. Sword and gun in hand and several hundred more in the middle of materialising, she shoots out towards the horde of zombies with guns and the one semi-operational giant robot and vanishes from view. Mostly because the backblast she made threw up all kinds of dust.
"Now that's just not fair," Michael says.
"That's our cover," IF sniffs. Everyone tied on their face wraps the moment they heard the word 'purple'. They have been around Neptune too long. Crazy shit just isn't weird anymore. "Alright, people, we're moving in!"
"W-What about her?" Gavin asks, flinching and ducking under the sounds of bullets, even though none are coming their way. "We're not waiting for her?"
"Oh my god Gavin we went over this already. She fights zombies and we don't."
"Oh. Ohhhhh. Yeah I like this plan a lot."
A beat, and then Michael tackles Gavin through the door.
"...Welp." Jeremy pulls out a shotgun, and starts shuffling towards it too. "I guess they're taking point, then."
"You people are weird," IF grunts.
"Well it's that or hard drugs," Ray points out.
Something exploded in the cloud of dust, and then something made a sound like demonic, robotic hell-keening.
IF looks at him, one eyebrow raised, while the rest of Squad 1 moved inwards. "Considering Neptune? I'm not surprised. Come on, we have to find what this place is hiding."
----
"...A little bit."
"Okay, okay…" Miles narrows his eyes. "So you gonna tell us about that?"
Ray shrugs again and takes a sip. "Classified. All of it."
"OH COME ON!"
On the tables around them, everyone started alternatively groaning and counting their money, or silently cheering at a winning bet. Because of course Ray would lead them on a goose chase and wind up never finishing his story.
"But Ray," Kerry asks, "What did you find in there?"
----
"Welp." IF sucks on her teeth. "That is… not good."
The chambers are large enough to fit the giant robot that Neptune distracted earlier, with more than enough space to rise up to its full height. They are at least a hundred meters underground at this point. It hums, seeming to fill the room in its inner light and melody, the song of victory and triumph over all things. The weapon of the Goddess, Yellow Heart, her holy Arms of War that were never meant for anything or anyone short of a true hero to use.
The archives of each and every Vault possesses a record of each and every known Memory-Forged Armament, the tools of the Goddess, imbued with holy sunfire, the very essence of divinity, and then given purpose in the fires of the godforge. The archives of the Basilicom, fragmented and corrupted and damaged as it is, are even more comprehensive.
The weapon before them is older than each of them combined. It possesses the very seed of divinity itself, the potential of birthing a new Goddess. A figure that can match, even exceed, the purple one that is simultaneously duelling a giant robot and an increasingly-large army of what was once Nacma's finest. The weapon before them could end wars, by presence or by sheer prowess.
It is the Sunspear of He'stan, one of CPU Yellow Heart's vast panoply, said to fire a lance of searing gold that harms the wicked and leaves the righteous untouched.
And it drips black and blue with sheer wrongness.
It pools around its base, deep enough to, if Ray guesses, reach the ankles of their boots. Not that anyone wants to step in that gunk. Being next to it makes his skin crawl. Makes his throat dry. Makes him feel dirty and grimy inside, dirty enough to tear his skin off just to feel a little bit cleaner.
"What the fuck is this fucking horseshit," Michael gapes.
"I think we should go," Jeremy squeaks.
Gavin just kind of squawks in agony.
He should not be here. None of them should be here. Not him. Not IF. Not Neptune. Never Neptune. Imagine if she touched that thing.
"...Nep?" IF is putting on a brave face, but the way she's verbally shaking does her zero favors. "Nep, tell me you read this."
"How bad does it look?"
And yet, somehow, Ray's animal brain can just recognise that CPU Purple Heart - Grown Up Neptune, basically - has, like, the sexiest voice. It's kind of calming.
"Oh, no, it's perfectly fine, I'd have my fucking honeymoon here." IF states, words dripping with bitter sarcasm. "I want to nuke it from orbit, just to be sure, but it might make orbit evil. This needs to go. Now."
"Inherent wrongness… Damn, I should have guessed. So, confirmed Memory Weapon?"
"As much as I can tell," IF half-shouts. Gavin is now clawing at his ears. "So could you please drop a Mega Blade on this piece of crap now? Because holy fuck this thing needs to go!"
"I need to consult Histy… Hm."
"Hm? Hm?!"
"If I hit it too hard, it's going to explode violently. The base will not remain. But if we leave it, the Warframes may well take it for their own. Histoire cannot confirm anything, but common sense tells me that letting them get a hold of a CPU Memory in any capacity is an absolutely awful idea."
"Can't you take it with you?!"
"IF. I'm crazy, not crazy."
"Right, sorry, sorry!" IF sighs, hard and loud. "Can we just get this over with now? I need a shower just being in the same room! And this room's big enough to fit a dozen Cyberdragons!"
"Not that many," Ray mumbles, but not quiet enough considering the Look IF shoots him.
"Shut the fuck up Ray grown ups are talking. Nep! Choose! Now!"
[] Nuke the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5) Oberon Prime Will Know To Escalate Further
- [-] Immediately. It's the only way to be extra-sure. (No Survivors, No Interception) [HAHAHAHAHAHA no]
[] Leave the site. Leave no sign of your appearance. (Risk of Interception as Infiltration Team Escapes, Casualties Possible) (x1.0) Oberon Prime May Send a Visitor
- [] And leave the squad as a perimeter force. (101st Force Infantry 1st Squad Left Behind)
[] Take it. Better to safeguard it if it is on you. (Risk of Interception as Neptune Arrives to Acquire the Corrupted Sunspear of He'stan, Corrupted Memory Weapon in Poximity) (x1.0) Do I need to spell it out for you?
[] Write-In. Literally anything might work.
- Location
- England
[X] Nuke the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5) Oberon Prime Will Know To Escalate Further
*Feels around reaction image folder*
I got nothing.
So have this.
That thing needs to go, preferably the day before yesterday.
*Feels around reaction image folder*
I got nothing.
So have this.
That thing needs to go, preferably the day before yesterday.
- Location
- United States, EST
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Not keeping it, this thing seems like as much trouble to keep near us as anything else unless there's some way to purify it.
Not leaving it, Warframes might take it.
Nuke it is!
[X] Nuke the the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5) Oberon Prime Will Know To Escalate Further
Not leaving it, Warframes might take it.
Nuke it is!
[X] Nuke the the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5) Oberon Prime Will Know To Escalate Further
Summon Noire Purification? She only does everything.
- Location
- The Surface Of A Hostile Planet
[x] Take it. Better to safeguard it if it is on you. (Risk of Interception as Neptune Arrives to Acquire the Corrupted Sunspear of He'stan, Corrupted Memory Weapon in Poximity) (x1.0) Do I need to spell it out for you?
Ech. No good choices, but there's a chance it can be purified, and we can avoid hitting OP's triggers.
Ech. No good choices, but there's a chance it can be purified, and we can avoid hitting OP's triggers.
Hmm does...
Purifier CPU: More easily cleanse taint and corruption than any other CPU
That work well enough that we have a reasonable chance of purifying the weapon? Would we know this IC?
It might be too corrupted for her to work on, but well 'more easily' doesn't tell me much XD considering we haven't done that many 'corruption' cleaning actions with them.
Purifier CPU: More easily cleanse taint and corruption than any other CPU
That work well enough that we have a reasonable chance of purifying the weapon? Would we know this IC?
It might be too corrupted for her to work on, but well 'more easily' doesn't tell me much XD considering we haven't done that many 'corruption' cleaning actions with them.
- Location
- England
*Looks at two take it votes*
Yes, you do need to spell it out apparently.
It.
Will.
End.
Badly.
This has been almost outright stated! Why would you do this?
Yes, you do need to spell it out apparently.
It.
Will.
End.
Badly.
This has been almost outright stated! Why would you do this?
staplesdex2
CLASSFIED
[X] Take it. Better to safeguard it if it is on you. (Risk of Interception as Neptune Arrives to Acquire the Corrupted Sunspear of He'stan, Corrupted Memory Weapon in Poximity) (x1.0) Do I need to spell it out for you?
Meh, might as well how this ride goes.
Meh, might as well how this ride goes.
Decim
On again, off again lurker.
- Location
- St. Louis, MO
... Fuck...
Yeah... I kinda have to agree with IF. It's the least bad of the available options. I really want to know now though, what the fuck happened to corrupt it so badly?
[X] Nuke the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5)
Yeah... I kinda have to agree with IF. It's the least bad of the available options. I really want to know now though, what the fuck happened to corrupt it so badly?
[X] Nuke the site from above. It's the only way to be sure. (Spend 1 Share, Fort Herakles is Annihilated, Risk of Interception) (x1.5)