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Not Another Reincarnation War! (Recruiting)

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Poofs said:
Chris takes the controller and sits on the ground"...I still hate you"
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"Yeah, yeah. Everyone hates me. By the way, we're playing cargo."

"Y'know that albino guy tried to time travel right? He used the harvested essence of that Father Time go to try to this era... Thankfully, I was able to save the day! By pushing him into his throne... Oh yeah, that's how I got this mirror thing."
 
Gyronate31 said:
"Yeah, yeah. Everyone hates me. By the way, we're playing cargo."

"Y'know that albino guy tried to time travel right? He used the harvested essence of that Father Time go to try to this era... Thankfully, I was able to save the day! By pushing him into his throne... Oh yeah, that's how I got this mirror thing."
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"Cargo sucks but fine"

"Oh he's time traveling that's a quick way to piss off the counter guardians and believe me I would know so why are you even bothering with this cultist where is the whimsy in it"
 
Poofs said:
"Cargo sucks but fine"

"Oh he's time traveling that a quick way to piss off the counter guardians and believe me I would know so why are even bothering with this cultist where is he whimsy in it"
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"Pretty sure he casted an illusion, an illusion convincing enough to trick the world. Trust me, it may seem silly, but it has happened before. That guy was juiced up with time-sauce, he was also linked to some mix of a divine spirit and a reality marble. That reality marble, if it is one, is probably where this thing came from."

Merlin points at the mirror platform behind him.

"Oh yeah, other guy how you liking that controller?"
 
Gyronate31 said:
"Pretty sure he casted an illusion, an illusion convincing enough to trick the world. Trust me, it may seem silly, but it has happened before. That guy was juiced up with time-sauce, he was also linked to some mix of a divine spirit and a reality marble. That reality marble, if it is one, is probably where this thing came from."

Merlin points at the mirror platform behind him.

"Oh yeah, other guy how you liking that controller?"
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"This guy is warped enough to own a reality marble maybe I shouldn't have let Eric go off on his own" Chris is now visually uncomfortable
 
Poofs said:
"This guy is warped enough to own a reality marble maybe I shouldn't have let Eric go off on his own" Chris is now visually uncomfortable
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"Hehe, don't worry, there are a lot of folks there that'll be able to take him on. There's that reaper guy, the Inquisition guy with all the asspulls, that kung-fu hamon dude, and dog man himself."

"If you're wondering how I know all this, it's because I can see through the other throne. I placed a spell on that cultist guy before I banished him
 
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"Hehe, don't worry, there are a lot of folks there that'll be able to take him on. There's that reaper guy, the Inquisition guy with all the asspulls, that kung-fu hamon dude, and dog man himself."

"If you're wondering how I know all this, it's because I can see through the other throne. I placed a spell on that cultist guy before I banished him
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"Right Right the gangs all there it will be fine they are all strong guys won't die at all...Maybe I should check on them you know to make sure they aren't being lazy or something" Chris sets the controller down and inches towards the mirror
 
Poofs said:
"Right Right the gangs all there it will be fine they are all strong guys won't die at all...Maybe I should check on them you know to make sure they aren't being lazy or something" Chris sets the controller down and inches towards the mirror
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"I can send you to that Aligern guy, I know where he is because of his massive psychic presence."

"He should probably be able to give you stuff."

"Oh yeah, think of Aligern as the Inquisition guy's brother."
 
Poofs said:
"Al-Who?"

"Whatever probably just a new kid send me to him but give him some notice"
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"Alright, but I don't need to inform him, Draigo's here already."

Merlin pointed to a previously unnoticed giant wearing the bulkiest armor you had ever seen.

"I DO NOT APPRECIATE BEING SNITCHED ON. THAT WILL COST YOUR HAM PRIVELLEGES, LITTLE WIZARD."

The man had crazed eyes, with no sanity left whatsoever. He stepped forward in a rhythmic motion.

"Yeah, yeah, just take Chris/Artoria there already."

The man grabs you and flings himself towards a warp rift. You see a chaotic sea of souls, agonizing screams of uncountable amounts of souls deafened every thought, four silhouettes stared at them, their eyes filled with malice and hunger. The rift tunnel began to shrink, and a tiny hole was seen at the horizon. A flash of light can be seen, and you arrived at their location.

It looked to be a school, similar to the ones in Fuyuki, but it was in a mountainous area, and quite dilapidated as well. For some reason, there was this luxary bathroom to the side of the campus, completely out of place with the overgrown scenary.
 
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Gyronate31 said:
"Alright, but I don't need to inform him, Draigo's here already."

Merlin pointed to a previously unnoticed giant wearing the bulkiest armor you had ever seen.

"I DO NOT APPRECIATE BEING SNITCHED ON. THAT WILL COST YOUR HAM PRIVELLEGES, LITTLE WIZARD."

The man had crazed eyes, with no sanity left whatsoever. He stepped forward in a rhythmic motion.

"Yeah, yeah, just take Chris/Artoria there already."
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"Jesus fuck you are big like what did they feed you other children?"

"I don't speak for—" Can I call her my girlfriend? imma call her my girlfriend "my girlfriend so neither do you"

Chris uses structural analysis on Aligern's armour
 
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Poofs said:
"Jesus fuck you are big like what did they feed you other children?"

"I don't speak for—" Can I call her my girlfriend?i imma call her my girlfriend "my girlfriend so neither do you"

Chris uses structural analysis on Aligern's armour
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At first it seemed normal, but the more he looked the stranger in was.

Foreign words carved into the plates, technology far too advanced for him to fully comprehend. He looked deeper, finding strange runes that seemed to ward of his structural analysis. Then he saw It some sort of demon... Looking at it made his emotions go into overdrive, feelings of rage and bloodlust simmered in his very soul.

You dare strike me, petty material!? I will bring upon you the worst torments of the dark gods! I have the urge to crush you, right here, right now. But, contradictory to my nature as the son of the blood god, I will instead subjegate you to the worst punishment of all. Hold still, you should be honored to see a son of Khorne be so calm... Take your time, after all, you have all eternity to wander the depths of the warp. Oh yes, you will wander until you go mad, hopefully you will learn your lesson then, that the blood god should not be trifled with.

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A PSYKER, BILLY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I will not die... Not yet, not here, I have not atoned for my betrayal... My sons will suffer at the hands of stagnation if I die here. That is why you must prepare yourself, grey knight, for Silence shall reap you

One head tells the truth, and the other tells all but lies. But even though I am subjegated to such a fate... I can say for certainty, son of the Corpse-Emperor, you are truly mad...

Flashes, dozens of flashes. Images of war, torment, and things he couldn't even comprehend. They all flashed in his mind, making him scream in agony. Every pain, every torment that that armor had endured, was all given to him, in a single moment.
 
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@Gyronate31

Jacob suddenly appears in the Cult's lair with the other protagonists. Within a few hand gestures, he almost immediately conjures Bahamut, King of the Dragons to assault the enemies with a magical breath weapon. With the appearance of fire, it should be enough to at least inconvenience the enemy.
 
Moz crouched, feeling the shaking destablizing him. Great. Brilliant. Praise be the horrid god that chuckles at my expense. Moz stands, rushing out of the palace, "Everyone, go!"

Moz slaps his forehead. I can teleport. He steadies himself, then phases into the Void. The cold, hot, nothingness. The world without worlds. The blasted pla- Moz was standing outside the palace. Shivering, he looks for the others. Seeing Bas stumbling out is a good sign. Moz lifts [Harvest] examining it's finer details. The twisted wood of it's shaft seems weak, yet can stand up against any attack Moz has seen thus far. Splitting off at the top of the wood, like a pox, is the green speckled blade. The many souls trapped inside whispering for release, death, or any manner of being let out. All, that is, except one.

Ahkenopep swished up to Moz, 'Well, have you finally come to me for aid?'

Moz snorted, 'Please. If I had to crawl back across all those bridges I burnt, I would not be able to call myself a duelist. I was examining this blade in case it needed fixing.'

Ahkenopep chuckled, 'No need. If something could break this weapon, I would have escaped already.'

Moz sighs, looking up from [Harvest]. When will that oddly volatile yet refined brute get backed to him with a rapier? A scythe is all well and good, but a rapier has much more versatility than hacking and slashing. Thrusting, for example, adds a whole new dimension to combat. Not to mention that it would lighter than your average scythe. Of all the things Moz dislikes about scythes, [Harvest] does seem to alleviate a few concerns. But it still pales to a rapier.

Moz glances about, then starts to walk back to his home. Teleporting is all well and good, but a walk is rather calming.
 
I just keep looking on as Chris was dragged into a portal as well and our little group keeps getting smaller.
"God, I have no idea what is happening now." I mutter.

"Is there any way to get to either Eric or Chris? I'm feeling like they might need some backup." I say to Merlin.
 
Gnich said:
I just keep looking on as Chris was dragged into a portal as well and our little group keeps getting smaller.
"God, I have no idea what is happening now." I mutter.

"Is there any way to get to either Eric or Chris? I'm feeling like they might need some backup." I say to Merlin.
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"Well... You can go into the portal mirror, or follow Draigo into the warp rift, but I wouldn't recommend that."
 
Janus said:
@Gyronate31

Jacob suddenly appears in the Cult's lair with the other protagonists. Within a few hand gestures, he almost immediately conjures Bahamut, King of the Dragons to assault the enemies with a magical breath weapon. With the appearance of fire, it should be enough to at least inconvenience the enemy.
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The albino cultist is surprised by the new arrival, and attempts to attack Jacob.

"Why the hell are so many people showing up in this battle?"

The cultist searches his memories got an answer for why so many enemies were showing up all at once. Suddenly realization strikes his mind.

"Wait- MEEERLIIIIIIIN!!!"

Elsewhere, a particular wizard is giggling to himself.
 
HadesTheReaper said:
Moz crouched, feeling the shaking destablizing him. Great. Brilliant. Praise be the horrid god that chuckles at my expense. Moz stands, rushing out of the palace, "Everyone, go!"

Moz slaps his forehead. I can teleport. He steadies himself, then phases into the Void. The cold, hot, nothingness. The world without worlds. The blasted pla- Moz was standing outside the palace. Shivering, he looks for the others. Seeing Bas stumbling out is a good sign. Moz lifts [Harvest] examining it's finer details. The twisted wood of it's shaft seems weak, yet can stand up against any attack Moz has seen thus far. Splitting off at the top of the wood, like a pox, is the green speckled blade. The many souls trapped inside whispering for release, death, or any manner of being let out. All, that is, except one.

Ahkenopep swished up to Moz, 'Well, have you finally come to me for aid?'

Moz snorted, 'Please. If I had to crawl back across all those bridges I burnt, I would not be able to call myself a duelist. I was examining this blade in case it needed fixing.'

Ahkenopep chuckled, 'No need. If something could break this weapon, I would have escaped already.'

Moz sighs, looking up from [Harvest]. When will that oddly volatile yet refined brute get backed to him with a rapier? A scythe is all well and good, but a rapier has much more versatility than hacking and slashing. Thrusting, for example, adds a whole new dimension to combat. Not to mention that it would lighter than your average scythe. Of all the things Moz dislikes about scythes, [Harvest] does seem to alleviate a few concerns. But it still pales to a rapier.

Moz glances about, then starts to walk back to his home. Teleporting is all well and good, but a walk is rather calming.
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"Hey scythe heretic!"

The demonic echoing of Umbra's voice was heard above. He extends a hand towards Moz, summoning a spinning barrier of summoned swords around him.

"That'll make sure you can tank a couple hits! And also, I'll give you some for you to use!"

There are dozens upon dozens of swords behind Moz, all for him to command.
 
Moz smiles viciously. Finally, the artist can paint the finer details rather than these broad strokes. Even if the source was a little unstable.

Moz felt every blade under his command. Every glint of light, every curve of the hilt, every bit of wind that rushed around them. This will be fun.

Moz walked back into the palace, blades spinning so fast as to fool the eye into thinking it a solid sheet. Each blade sings out their song of death, corpses appearing where there once were cultists standing. Each blade was followed by three more that eviscerated the the body, in an attempt to stave off the respawning.

All the while Moz moved between them like a ghost, appearing and disappearing between the densely packed cultist that stumble over the bodies of their fellows. No, this isn't dueling, but it sure makes for great stress relief.

Moz sent a couple to keep the main one from having too much free time. Rule number three for combat, keep your opponents on their back foot.

[Harvest] spun in Moz's hands, since it wasn't empowered similarly, but it still had the best chance at keeping these cockroaches down. Of course, a Void tinged attack here and there doesn't hurt too much, so long as the overall number is kept low.
 
Gyronate31 said:
At first it seemed normal, but the more he looked the stranger in was.

Foreign words carved into the plates, technology far too advanced for him to fully comprehend. He looked deeper, finding strange runes that seemed to ward of his structural analysis. Then he saw It some sort of demon... Looking at it made his emotions go into overdrive, feelings of rage and bloodlust simmered in his very soul.

You dare strike me, petty material!? I will bring upon you the worst torments of the dark gods! I have the urge to crush, right here, right now. But, contradictory to my nature as the son of the blood god, I will instead subjegate you to the worst punishment of all. Hold still, you should be honored to see a son of Khorne be so calm... Take your time, after all, you have all eternity to wander the depths of the warp. Oh yes, you will wander until you go mad, hopefully you will learn your lesson then, that the blood god should not be trifled with.

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A PSYKER, BILLY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I will not die... Not yet, not here, I have not atoned for my betrayal... My sons will suffer at the hands of stagnation if I die here. That is why you must prepare yourself, grey knight, for Silence shall reap you

One head tells the truth, and the other tells all but lies. But even though I am subjegated to such a fate... I can say for certainty, son of the Corpse-Emperor, you are truly mad...

Flashes, dozens of flashes. Images of war, torment, and things he couldn't even comprehend. They all flashed in his mind, making him scream in agony. Every pain, every torment that that armor had endured, was all given to him, in a single moment.
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The memories of the old man were overwhelming but from the memories themselves were typical space war and space time shenanigans were migraine Induceing but nothing too out of the norm.

Chris had begun to lose himself in memories of the armour he didn't register the pain until it truck him all at once when finished reviewing it. Agony pure Agony coursed through his brain remincent of the pain he had felt before he screamed out In pain fell to the floor holding his head


"That was not worth it"
 
Poofs said:
The memories of the old man were overwhelming but from the memories themselves were typical space war and space time shenanigans were migraine Induceing but nothing too out of the norm.

Chris had begun to lose himself in memories of the armour he didn't register the pain until it truck him all at once when finished reviewing it. Agony pure Agony coursed through his brain remincent of the pain he had felt before he screamed out In pain fell to the floor holding his head


"That was not worth it"
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"THAT IS PROBABLY BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE MIND-SHATTERING DEPTHS OF THE WARP, SLAYING DAEMONS LIKE SOME GLORIOUS RUFFIAN!", Draigo's words were filled with an excessive amount of excitement. He was now vibrating in place, shaking the area around him.

"Oh yes, if you attempted to look into the past of Draigo's armor an more, you would have possibly been have tainted by the ruinous powers.", The second giant, Aligern, was now in clear view. He had an unusually pretty face for an Astartes, almost as if he was a geneson of Sanguinius.

"I JUST NOW REALIZE HOW PRETTY YOU ARE, ALTHOUGH, THAT INCREDIBLY MUSCULAR NECK KIND OF TAKES AWAY FROM THE PRETTINESS FACTOR."

A green haired fellow walked into the room, he seemed quite androgynous, and also pretty.

"GOD-EMPEROR, I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO ISN'T PRETTY IN THIS ROOM. WELL.... I WAS QUITE PRETTY IN MY YOUTH, SEE?!?!"

Draigo's momentarily morphed into a younger, more handsome form before quickly reverting to his original face.

"Anyway, this place is what we consider to be our Headquarters of sorts, Draigo had informed me that you are fellow Awakened that have come here to assist us."

"Oh yes, I should introduce myself and my companions, I am Aligern, the green haired one is Enkidu, and the old man is Draigo. Three of my allies are currently outside of the base, and Liliana, our Astropath, is currently working on a communications array that we are setting up. If you're wondering why my souls can manifest, it is because of Me and Draigo's psychic presence allows us to utilize a sort of projection of the souls, that way, we can assist eachother more easily. I believe that the psychic array should affect you as well, you should be able to manifest your souls in the material realm."
 
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HadesTheReaper said:
Moz smiles viciously. Finally, the artist can paint the finer details rather than these broad strokes. Even if the source was a little unstable.

Moz felt every blade under his command. Every glint of light, every curve of the hilt, every bit of wind that rushed around them. This will be fun.

Moz walked back into the palace, blades spinning so fast as to fool the eye into thinking it a solid sheet. Each blade sings out their song of death, corpses appearing where there once were cultists standing. Each blade was followed by three more that eviscerated the the body, in an attempt to stave off the respawning.

All the while Moz moved between them like a ghost, appearing and disappearing between the densely packed cultist that stumble over the bodies of their fellows. No, this isn't dueling, but it sure makes for great stress relief.

Moz sent a couple to keep the main one from having too much free time. Rule number three for combat, keep your opponents on their back foot.

[Harvest] spun in Moz's hands, since it wasn't empowered similarly, but it still had the best chance at keeping these cockroaches down. Of course, a Void tinged attack here and there doesn't hurt too much, so long as the overall number is kept low.
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Moz arrives near the others who are assaulting the core, it is almost completely destroyed. Only a few more attacks would break it completely.
 
Gyronate31 said:
"THAT IS PROBABLY BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE MIND-SHATTERING DEPTHS OF THE WARP, SLAYING DAEMONS LIKE SOME GLORIOUS RUFFIAN!", Draigo's words were filled with an excessive amount of excitement. He was now vibrating in place, shaking the area around him.

"Oh yes, if you attempted to look into the past of Draigo's armor an more, you would have possibly been have tainted by the ruinous powers.", The second giant, Aligern, was now in clear view. He had an unusually pretty face for an Astartes, almost as if he was a geneson of Sanguinius.

"I JUST NOW REALIZE HOW PRETTY YOU ARE, ALTHOUGH, THAT INCREDIBLY MUSCULAR NECK KIND OF TAKES AWAY FROM THE PRETTINESS FACTOR."

A green haired fellow walked into the room, he seemed quite androgynous, and also pretty.

"GOD-EMPEROR, I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO ISN'T PRETTY IN THIS ROOM. WELL.... I WAS QUITE PRETTY IN MY YOUTH, SEE?!?!"

Draigo's momentarily morphed into a younger, more handsome form before quickly reverting to his original face.

"Anyway, this place is what we consider to be our Headquarters of sorts, Draigo had informed me that you are fellow Awakened that have come here to assist us."

"Oh yes, I should introduce myself and my companions, I am Aligern, the green haired one is Enkidu, and the old man is Draigo. Three of my allies are currently outside of the base, and Liliana, our Astropath, is currently working on a communications array that we are setting up. If you're wondering why my souls can manifest, it is because of Me and Draigo's psychic presence allows us to utilize a sort of projection of the souls, that way, we can assist eachother more easily. I believe that the psychic array should affect you as well, you should be able to manifest your souls in the material realm."
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"I know who Enkidu hi Enkidu BlahBlah Blah let's go kill shit"
 
Gyronate31 said:
"And what exactly do you plan to fight?", The giant asks Chris

"Do you wish to go to Umbra's side? If so, you can simply just ask Draigo here to take you there."
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"Nah Eric's still not back yet and he's pretty strong so that means someone stronger than him is there and Merlin told me the whole gang is there"
 
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