Madison and Emma held Taylor against the railing, the canyon looming behind them. Sophia stood...
Rigor Mortis (Worm AU)
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Genesis - 1.1
Cryptix
Oberon Main
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Madison and Emma held Taylor against the railing, the canyon looming behind them. Sophia stood in front of the two, smug look on her face as she dangled their victim's necklace in front of her. Taylor attempted to push against her captors, but she was too scrawny to do anything. Sophia prepared to drop it over the edge, dangling it. Taylor finally broke free, trying and failing to grab her necklace. In her clumsiness, she tumbles over the railing, falling into the rocks below. The three girls peer over, trying to see what happened to the girl.
Then the blue opal on the necklace begins to glow....
--- Rigor Mortis ---
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck FUCK!" exclaimed Taylor as she attempted to pull herself off the stalagmite she fell upon. The rock spire stuck inside her torso was covered in blood and other bodily fluids, as she was pierced in her intestines. Still, the fact that she was still alive at all meaning that those idiots hadn't thrown her phylactery over the edge. They were probably still shocked about what they had accidentally done.
Well if the shouting was any indication, they weren't very guilty. Though that sounded like a male arguing with them.
A push, too far. Another body joins that of Taylor's near the edge. Only this time, Greg wasn't a parahuman. Sophia's underlings seem shocked she would do such a thing, and from Taylor's viewpoint it seemed Sophia was threatening them to say quiet.
He was dying. Taylor reached out, have to get to him before his soul escapes, and reached into her bloody jacket with the other hand, pulling a black covered book simply labeled the Libros Rigor Mortis. She touched him, breathed a little life into him with a purple glow of her hands, opened it's pages, and began chanting.
"Efil ot htead, htead ot efil.
Htaerb lanif ruoy ton ehtaerb, ybod.
Tnahporcen ym emoceb, esir.
Efil ot htead, htead ot efil."
There. That would keep him alive at least, even though he likely wouldn't be able to walk until his spine was mended. The last thing she did before passing out to let her body regenerate was cast a spell to destroy the stalagmite. It looked like branching out into Destruction magic was a good idea.
Still, Taylor had no idea what she was thinking, coming on this trip even though the trio was here. What did she hope to find in Arizona?
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor awoke in a hospital bed. The nurse at her bed stopped her from sitting up, and told her to stay here before exiting the room. A moment later, a hero Taylor recognised came in. Dauntless, the supposed Endbringer killer. Behind him trailed another girl in costume, her mask emulating a Greek comedy face. "Taylor, I'd like you to meet Mouth-off. She's going to ask you some questions." The girl gave her a wave, which Taylor responded weakly to. At least she could feel her hand this time. "All right Taylor," started Mouth-off. "Mind just listening to me? Seeing as you're from Brockton Bay -- go Badgers! -- I'd say you probably triggered during the S9 attack. To get your powers, you must have been pressured mentally -- by the way, the Necromancer thing? Awesome. So I'd guess you were attacked by--" Taylor finished her sentence.
"Jack Slash. He came after my dad because he was unknowingly a friend of one of Kaiser's subordinates, Viktor. They used to go drinking together after work. My dad lost his arm and leg before I was able to reach him. Seeing him lying there, I thought he was dead. I think that's when I triggered, since that's when I started seeing the glow."
"The glow?" interrupted Dauntless. Taylor continued,
"I think It's supposed to represent a person's life span. All of you have blue glows, so you're going to live for a while yet. The redder your glow gets, the closer you are to death. Which is why I know my dad's behind the curtain." Danny opened the curtains. He looked like he was holding back tears. He took his daughter into his arm, burying his head in her hair to hide his shame. "Why?" he whispered. "Why didn't you tell me?" Taylor just pulled him closer, saying "I didn't want to add more to your troubles, with the therapy and getting the prosthetics fitted." At this, Danny finally broke down, ashamed his daughter was taking care of him instead of the other way around. No one said a word as the grown man cried, not even Lisa.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
"Do you, Taylor Hebert, swear to protect the people of Phoenix, to uphold the laws of the state and to keep the peace."
"I do."
"And do you, Daniel Hebert, allow this arrangement, and consent to one Taylor Herbert joining the wards?"
"I do your honor."
"Then I welcome Taylor Hebert To the Wards Program of the Protectorate. Welcome Sepulchre." finished the judge as Taylor's life changed forever.
Then the blue opal on the necklace begins to glow....
--- Rigor Mortis ---
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck FUCK!" exclaimed Taylor as she attempted to pull herself off the stalagmite she fell upon. The rock spire stuck inside her torso was covered in blood and other bodily fluids, as she was pierced in her intestines. Still, the fact that she was still alive at all meaning that those idiots hadn't thrown her phylactery over the edge. They were probably still shocked about what they had accidentally done.
Well if the shouting was any indication, they weren't very guilty. Though that sounded like a male arguing with them.
A push, too far. Another body joins that of Taylor's near the edge. Only this time, Greg wasn't a parahuman. Sophia's underlings seem shocked she would do such a thing, and from Taylor's viewpoint it seemed Sophia was threatening them to say quiet.
He was dying. Taylor reached out, have to get to him before his soul escapes, and reached into her bloody jacket with the other hand, pulling a black covered book simply labeled the Libros Rigor Mortis. She touched him, breathed a little life into him with a purple glow of her hands, opened it's pages, and began chanting.
"Efil ot htead, htead ot efil.
Htaerb lanif ruoy ton ehtaerb, ybod.
Tnahporcen ym emoceb, esir.
Efil ot htead, htead ot efil."
There. That would keep him alive at least, even though he likely wouldn't be able to walk until his spine was mended. The last thing she did before passing out to let her body regenerate was cast a spell to destroy the stalagmite. It looked like branching out into Destruction magic was a good idea.
Still, Taylor had no idea what she was thinking, coming on this trip even though the trio was here. What did she hope to find in Arizona?
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor awoke in a hospital bed. The nurse at her bed stopped her from sitting up, and told her to stay here before exiting the room. A moment later, a hero Taylor recognised came in. Dauntless, the supposed Endbringer killer. Behind him trailed another girl in costume, her mask emulating a Greek comedy face. "Taylor, I'd like you to meet Mouth-off. She's going to ask you some questions." The girl gave her a wave, which Taylor responded weakly to. At least she could feel her hand this time. "All right Taylor," started Mouth-off. "Mind just listening to me? Seeing as you're from Brockton Bay -- go Badgers! -- I'd say you probably triggered during the S9 attack. To get your powers, you must have been pressured mentally -- by the way, the Necromancer thing? Awesome. So I'd guess you were attacked by--" Taylor finished her sentence.
"Jack Slash. He came after my dad because he was unknowingly a friend of one of Kaiser's subordinates, Viktor. They used to go drinking together after work. My dad lost his arm and leg before I was able to reach him. Seeing him lying there, I thought he was dead. I think that's when I triggered, since that's when I started seeing the glow."
"The glow?" interrupted Dauntless. Taylor continued,
"I think It's supposed to represent a person's life span. All of you have blue glows, so you're going to live for a while yet. The redder your glow gets, the closer you are to death. Which is why I know my dad's behind the curtain." Danny opened the curtains. He looked like he was holding back tears. He took his daughter into his arm, burying his head in her hair to hide his shame. "Why?" he whispered. "Why didn't you tell me?" Taylor just pulled him closer, saying "I didn't want to add more to your troubles, with the therapy and getting the prosthetics fitted." At this, Danny finally broke down, ashamed his daughter was taking care of him instead of the other way around. No one said a word as the grown man cried, not even Lisa.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
"Do you, Taylor Hebert, swear to protect the people of Phoenix, to uphold the laws of the state and to keep the peace."
"I do."
"And do you, Daniel Hebert, allow this arrangement, and consent to one Taylor Herbert joining the wards?"
"I do your honor."
"Then I welcome Taylor Hebert To the Wards Program of the Protectorate. Welcome Sepulchre." finished the judge as Taylor's life changed forever.
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Cryptix
Oberon Main
- Location
- LA
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- Location
- California
None of this makes sense.
- Location
- pennsylvania
NOOOOOOO ALL THE FREAKING RED TAPE!!! still going to read it even though she's in the wards the PRT is just not my cup of tea
zhuull
SB still lying to protect Racists what else is new
I absolutely love the premise, but you honestly couldn't come up with a better name for her than "Necrotian"?
That's sounds like some sort of disease, and not one of the cool ones from Papa Nurgle, but some embarrassing one that you have to have someone else help you apply a cream for.
That's sounds like some sort of disease, and not one of the cool ones from Papa Nurgle, but some embarrassing one that you have to have someone else help you apply a cream for.
- Location
- California
Necromancer or go home.
Genesis - 1.2
Cryptix
Oberon Main
- Location
- LA
Taylor stood in one of the PRT's testing rooms, wearing a generic PRT jumpsuit. The only things in the room were an examination table and a wrestling mat. Taylor's wait on the desk was ended when a doctor in a white coat entered. "Hello Taylor, I'm Doctor Sukuza. You may call me Professor Powers, seeing as that's what the rest of the Wards call me. I will be the one monitoring and helping you control your powers. From what I have on you you're a Master 7, Blaster 3, and Brute 5. Is that correct?" Taylor nodded. "Can you explain these to me?"
Taylor hesitated a bit. "I have a phylactery. As long as it's fine, my body regenerates from any damage. I emit purple blasts of energy that...reanimate any dead flesh in the area."
The doctor narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying that you raise the dead?" Taylor slowly nodded. "Do you have any examples?" asked the doctor tentatively.
Taylor took a deep breath before rushing, "Yes-a-kid-named-greg-veder-I-had-to-do-it-to-save-his-life-I'm-sorry."
The doctor is taken aback, and looked a bit sick. "Yes, he was with you. I'll get him transferred to here. Anything else?"
Taylor gives her a smile as she said, "About 25 pounds of raw meat of some kind would be nice. Chimpanzee would be preferable, but any mammal will do." The doctor began to back out, and it was when she was almost at the door Taylor shouted out, "Don't forget the brain! I need the brain!" At that, she broke into a near run. Doctor Suzuku resolved to quit that day.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor had gotten even better than chimpanzee - human, and an excellent sample at that. Might not be a parahuman, but she could craft something. Apparently, this PRT officer had fallen fighting Perdition's gang. Greg had been wheeled in, and Taylor had woken him up for the procedure. It was better for him to be awake and get used to the changes in his body. He seemed scared, but that was silly. It was just some surgery to replace his spinal cord, liver, left lung and kidney, and some of his pancreas...and some major brain surgery, but he'd be getting superpowers out of it! She kept up a steady commentary throughout the surgery. When he started involuntarily shuddering at the details, probably from seeing the viscera, Taylor decided it was best to shut him down. As she played with his brain, crafting a new Corona Potentia, her book detailing perfectly how to do it. She had it on her when she triggered, and when she looked at it next it had changed, displaying what information she needed most. Her surgery done, Taylor removed the gloves and traced the flaps of Greg's skin, watching them seal as his new regeneration kicked in.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Soon it would be time to for Taylor to meet her new teammates in the Arizona Wards. The 4 of them sat in a circle at the hub. The thinker Mouth-off. The master Spasm. The master Baskerville. The shaker Tenebrae. The infamous Undersiders, known for their shady deals with the admittedly tamer than normal underworld of Arizona, hence their name.
Taylor stood, arms crossed, Gre-Zombo now by her side. She felt a pang of guilt. It was her fault that he could never go home now. If she didn't maintain his runes he'd fall apart. She mentally shook her head. It's not like he didn't have free will, and she had to focus on this first meeting. Lisa nodded at her, mentally urging her on. "Hello." started Taylor. "I am Taylor. Sepulchre in costume. This is Zombo. Just Zombo." Zombo nodded his head. His larynx must be sore.
No one said anything for a bit. Then Spasm just said "Welcome to the Undersiders. If what Lisa said about you is true, then you'll fit right in."
Taylor hesitated a bit. "I have a phylactery. As long as it's fine, my body regenerates from any damage. I emit purple blasts of energy that...reanimate any dead flesh in the area."
The doctor narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying that you raise the dead?" Taylor slowly nodded. "Do you have any examples?" asked the doctor tentatively.
Taylor took a deep breath before rushing, "Yes-a-kid-named-greg-veder-I-had-to-do-it-to-save-his-life-I'm-sorry."
The doctor is taken aback, and looked a bit sick. "Yes, he was with you. I'll get him transferred to here. Anything else?"
Taylor gives her a smile as she said, "About 25 pounds of raw meat of some kind would be nice. Chimpanzee would be preferable, but any mammal will do." The doctor began to back out, and it was when she was almost at the door Taylor shouted out, "Don't forget the brain! I need the brain!" At that, she broke into a near run. Doctor Suzuku resolved to quit that day.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor had gotten even better than chimpanzee - human, and an excellent sample at that. Might not be a parahuman, but she could craft something. Apparently, this PRT officer had fallen fighting Perdition's gang. Greg had been wheeled in, and Taylor had woken him up for the procedure. It was better for him to be awake and get used to the changes in his body. He seemed scared, but that was silly. It was just some surgery to replace his spinal cord, liver, left lung and kidney, and some of his pancreas...and some major brain surgery, but he'd be getting superpowers out of it! She kept up a steady commentary throughout the surgery. When he started involuntarily shuddering at the details, probably from seeing the viscera, Taylor decided it was best to shut him down. As she played with his brain, crafting a new Corona Potentia, her book detailing perfectly how to do it. She had it on her when she triggered, and when she looked at it next it had changed, displaying what information she needed most. Her surgery done, Taylor removed the gloves and traced the flaps of Greg's skin, watching them seal as his new regeneration kicked in.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Soon it would be time to for Taylor to meet her new teammates in the Arizona Wards. The 4 of them sat in a circle at the hub. The thinker Mouth-off. The master Spasm. The master Baskerville. The shaker Tenebrae. The infamous Undersiders, known for their shady deals with the admittedly tamer than normal underworld of Arizona, hence their name.
Taylor stood, arms crossed, Gre-Zombo now by her side. She felt a pang of guilt. It was her fault that he could never go home now. If she didn't maintain his runes he'd fall apart. She mentally shook her head. It's not like he didn't have free will, and she had to focus on this first meeting. Lisa nodded at her, mentally urging her on. "Hello." started Taylor. "I am Taylor. Sepulchre in costume. This is Zombo. Just Zombo." Zombo nodded his head. His larynx must be sore.
No one said anything for a bit. Then Spasm just said "Welcome to the Undersiders. If what Lisa said about you is true, then you'll fit right in."
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pally320
enchanting eyes
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Taylor stood in one of the PRT's testing rooms, wearing a generic PRT jumpsuit. The only things in the room were an examination table and a wrestling mat. Taylor's wait on the desk was ended when a doctor in a white coat entered. "Hello Taylor, I'm Doctor Sukuza. You may call me Professor Powers, seeing as that's what the rest of the Wards call me. I will be the one monitoring and helping you control your powers. From what I have on you you're a Master 7, Blaster 3, and Brute 5. Is that correct?" Taylor nodded. "Can you explain these to me?"
Taylor hesitated a bit. "I have a phylactery. As long as it's fine, my body regenerates from any damage. I emit purple blasts of energy that...reanimate any dead flesh in the area."
The doctor narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying that you raise the dead?" Taylor slowly nodded. "Do you have any examples?" asked the doctor tentatively.
Taylor took a deep breath before rushing, "Yes-a-kid-named-greg-veder-I-had-to-do-it-to-save-his-life-I'm-sorry."
The doctor is taken aback, and looked a bit sick. "Yes, he was with you. I'll get him transferred to here. Anything else?"
Taylor gives her a smile as she said, "About 25 pounds of raw meat of some kind would be nice. Chimpanzee would be preferable, but any mammal will do." The doctor began to back out, and it was when she was almost at the door Taylor shouted out, "Don't forget the brain! I need the brain!" At that, she broke into a near run. Doctor Suzuku resolved to quit that day.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor had gotten even better than chimpanzee - human, and an excellent sample at that. Might not be a parahuman, but she could craft something. Apparently, this PRT officer had fallen fighting Perdition's gang. Greg had been wheeled in, and Taylor had woken him up for the procedure. It was better for him to be awake and get used to the changes in his body. He seemed scared, but that was silly. It was just some surgery to replace his spinal cord, liver, left lung and kidney, and some of his pancreas...and some major brain surgery, but he'd be getting superpowers out of it! She kept up a steady commentary throughout the surgery. When he started involuntarily shuddering at the details, probably with seeing the viscera, Taylor decided it was best to shut him down. As she played with his brain, crafting a new Corona Potentia, her book detailing perfectly how to do it. She had it on her when she triggered, and when she looked at it next it had changed, displaying what information she needed most. Her surgery done, Taylor removed the gloves and traced the flaps of Greg's skin, watching them seal as his new regeneration kicked in. {not sure what can be done with this paragraph}
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Soon it would be time to for Taylor to meet her new teammates in the Arizona Wards. The 4 of them sat in a circle at the hub. The thinker Mouth-off. The master Spasm. The master Baskerville. The shaker Tenebrae. The infamous Undersiders, known for their shady deals with the admittedly tamer than normal underworld of Arizona, hence their name.
Taylor stood, arms crossed, Gre-Zombo now by her side. She felt a pang of guilt. It was her fault that he could never go home now. If she didn't maintain his runes he'd fall apart. She mentally shook her head. It's not like he didn't have free will, and she had to focus on this first meeting. Lisa nodded at her, mentally urging her on. "Hello." started Taylor. "I am Taylor. Necrotian in costume. This is Zombo. Just Zombo." Zombo nodded his head. His larynx must be sore.
No one said anything for a bit. Then Spasm just said "Welcome to the Undersiders. If what Lisa said about you is true, then you'll fit right in.
Taylor hesitated a bit. "I have a phylactery. As long as it's fine, my body regenerates from any damage. I emit purple blasts of energy that...reanimate any dead flesh in the area."
The doctor narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying that you raise the dead?" Taylor slowly nodded. "Do you have any examples?" asked the doctor tentatively.
Taylor took a deep breath before rushing, "Yes-a-kid-named-greg-veder-I-had-to-do-it-to-save-his-life-I'm-sorry."
The doctor is taken aback, and looked a bit sick. "Yes, he was with you. I'll get him transferred to here. Anything else?"
Taylor gives her a smile as she said, "About 25 pounds of raw meat of some kind would be nice. Chimpanzee would be preferable, but any mammal will do." The doctor began to back out, and it was when she was almost at the door Taylor shouted out, "Don't forget the brain! I need the brain!" At that, she broke into a near run. Doctor Suzuku resolved to quit that day.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Taylor had gotten even better than chimpanzee - human, and an excellent sample at that. Might not be a parahuman, but she could craft something. Apparently, this PRT officer had fallen fighting Perdition's gang. Greg had been wheeled in, and Taylor had woken him up for the procedure. It was better for him to be awake and get used to the changes in his body. He seemed scared, but that was silly. It was just some surgery to replace his spinal cord, liver, left lung and kidney, and some of his pancreas...and some major brain surgery, but he'd be getting superpowers out of it! She kept up a steady commentary throughout the surgery. When he started involuntarily shuddering at the details, probably with seeing the viscera, Taylor decided it was best to shut him down. As she played with his brain, crafting a new Corona Potentia, her book detailing perfectly how to do it. She had it on her when she triggered, and when she looked at it next it had changed, displaying what information she needed most. Her surgery done, Taylor removed the gloves and traced the flaps of Greg's skin, watching them seal as his new regeneration kicked in. {not sure what can be done with this paragraph}
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Soon it would be time to for Taylor to meet her new teammates in the Arizona Wards. The 4 of them sat in a circle at the hub. The thinker Mouth-off. The master Spasm. The master Baskerville. The shaker Tenebrae. The infamous Undersiders, known for their shady deals with the admittedly tamer than normal underworld of Arizona, hence their name.
Taylor stood, arms crossed, Gre-Zombo now by her side. She felt a pang of guilt. It was her fault that he could never go home now. If she didn't maintain his runes he'd fall apart. She mentally shook her head. It's not like he didn't have free will, and she had to focus on this first meeting. Lisa nodded at her, mentally urging her on. "Hello." started Taylor. "I am Taylor. Necrotian in costume. This is Zombo. Just Zombo." Zombo nodded his head. His larynx must be sore.
No one said anything for a bit. Then Spasm just said "Welcome to the Undersiders. If what Lisa said about you is true, then you'll fit right in.
sorry if it's not much, just making it easier on the eyes and making new paragraphs when different people are talking
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Genesis - 1.3
Cryptix
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♦ Topic: New Cape in Arizona, Collateral Damage down
In: Boards ► News ► Cape Arrests
GoldenOne (Original Poster) (Verified Cape) (Arizona Protectorate)
Posted On Aug 4th 2016:
On August 3rd 2016, a new cape in the business took down the supervillain Collateral Damage. Any discussion goes here,
►Antigone
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
Holy crap this chick is off the charts. She created a BLACK HOLE in the middle of Arizona. There's cordons and everything.
►Answer Key (The Guy in the Know) (Veteran Member)
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
Ok, we just got video. Link is HERE.
Quality is bad, and gore warning - the chick's sidekick gets pretty mauled.
►AelfLord
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
Mind posting a cliffnotes of this Collateral Damage and the battle?
►OlderThanSpace (Veteran Member)
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
Here you go @Aelflord
- Collateral is a Shaker/Brute, he reflects all damage done to him onto his environment.
- Only way to beat him is with other Shakers that can empty his environment but Perdition's gang the Phoenix Lords, which he belongs to, sucks up most of them
As for the battle
- Guys in his car I presume when a guy in an apron runs out of this store followed by CD with a pistol out.
- The sidekick jumps down from roof and waits a few seconds. After a second watch, I think his legs are healing, so he's a brute. Chick floats down on purple energy platform. Sidekick is wearing grey costume with red arm and zombie mask, chicks wearing black trench coat and sweater with a skull mask. Very gothic.
- CD unleashes on the sidekick with his assault rifle, shots impact but he charges anyway.
- Chick hangs back and fires off some beams the same color as her platform. Barely doing anything at first but if you're paying attention it looks like its summoning a bunch of bugs and rats.
- After a few more of these, CD shoots the chick. Bullets go through her shoulder but she's unfazed and no bleeding, so she's a brute too.
►OlderThanSpace (Veteran Member)
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
(cont.)
- The chick sends the bugs and rats she summoned at CD, while he's distracted getting them off the zombie guy grabs at him. This where that gore warning kicks in people. Guy grabs at one of CD's grenades, sets it off. CD deflects it, the guy...not so lucky.
- However, this gives the chick a bit of an opportunity. Grenade was tinker made, and is anti-grav. Sidekick's body is out of area of effect, but it carries CD out of range of anything for his power. The chick whips out book and starts reading it real quick. Sounds like nonsense but if you play the video back you can hear a few snippets about a void and a breaking seal. That's when the black hole opens. CD gets sucked in before the girl says something about mending in that weird backwards language of hers. The hole stops sucking shit in, but stays there.
- Chick goes back for her dude's body. It looks like he's STILL healing even from that.
►JaneSnow (The Girl in the Know) (Verified Cape)
Replied On Aug 4th 2016:
K, got some nuggets for you
- Girls name is Sepulchre, Guy is Zombo
- Girl doesn't seem to like her name, too gloomy for her tastes.
- Older, you were slightly off. She wasn't summoning them, she was raising them. When CD redirected the blast, the necromantic energy seeped into the ground and raised the dead below the street.
I'm not revealing any more that for privacy reasons.
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Taylor leaned away from the computer. She still had her doctor's scrubs on, covered with Greg's blood. As powerful as his regeneration was, it still needed a boost to heal him completely so she had to recreate his trigger event on the operating table. She glanced at the lump on the bed next to hers. She knew it wouldn't rise and fall like a normal humans; she didn't give him that capability. Still, sleeping gave his body a chance to cope with the constant regenerations. If he did it too many times in a row his body would forget what it originally looked like.Thinking back to the battle, Taylor began to frown. Her use of Void magic was risky and could have gone wrong. She was lucky the Libros gave her a level 2 spell that she could still attempt while keeping him in there. She opened the Libros to the table of contents, read through the different chapters, and chose one, putting her finger on it. Suddenly, Taylor looked up, and saw only darkness, the only thing left a door with the head of a ram as its doorknob. She stood up, and grabbed the ram by the horns. At her touch, the animal figurehead came to life and began to speak.
"Taylor Herbert, master of the Libros Rigor Mortis. Dare you enter the Grimoire of Faust, ascendant of energy, and patron of Death?"
Taylor took a deep breath, and finally after a millennia, she opened the door.
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Omake - Time Travel's Confusing
Cryptix
Oberon Main
- Location
- LA
A little glimpse of what's to come.
"Taylor, did you drink the milk?" asked Brian as he looked in the fridge.
"No, why?" she replied as she put cream cheese on her bagel.
"Because someone drank like half the carton in one go."
A few minutes before Brian walked in, an extremely hurt Taylor popped into existence, her costume ragged and covered with blood. She was carrying the skull of a cow. The uncostumed Taylor just handed over the first bagel she made without looking up. The hurt Taylor accepted in wordlessly. She opened the fridge and pulled out the milk, drinking half the carton. When she teleported out again, she left the cow skull behind.
In the present, a cow skull materalized by Brian's leg, scaring him into dropping the box of Legend Charms. "Where the hell did that come from!"
Taylor just shook her head. "I'll tell you later." as she ate her second bagel that day. Or was it first?
"Taylor, did you drink the milk?" asked Brian as he looked in the fridge.
"No, why?" she replied as she put cream cheese on her bagel.
"Because someone drank like half the carton in one go."
A few minutes before Brian walked in, an extremely hurt Taylor popped into existence, her costume ragged and covered with blood. She was carrying the skull of a cow. The uncostumed Taylor just handed over the first bagel she made without looking up. The hurt Taylor accepted in wordlessly. She opened the fridge and pulled out the milk, drinking half the carton. When she teleported out again, she left the cow skull behind.
In the present, a cow skull materalized by Brian's leg, scaring him into dropping the box of Legend Charms. "Where the hell did that come from!"
Taylor just shook her head. "I'll tell you later." as she ate her second bagel that day. Or was it first?
Shulta
Verified Omake writer
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- My room
Ugh time shenanigans.....
Cryptix
Oberon Main
- Location
- LA
I've made a decision - since I can't decide which way I want the story to go, I'll leave it to you guys. Taylor can focus entirely on energy, strengthening her powers of her death. This will lead her closer to her feared enemy to the Slaugherhouse 9, in more ways than one. On the other hand, she can focus on the other 6 aspects of her power. This might bring her the scrutiny of Cauldron and Sc/zion however...
-[]Focus on Death Magic (Rewrite the ending of 1.3)
-[]Diversify, exploring the other Aspect Gods (Ending stays the same)
-[]Focus on Death Magic (Rewrite the ending of 1.3)
-[]Diversify, exploring the other Aspect Gods (Ending stays the same)
- Location
- United states
Diversity please?
Interlude 1.a - Danny
Cryptix
Oberon Main
- Location
- LA
Danny Hebert was bored. As he flicked through the channels, his eyes wandered across the room. From the pile of empty pizza boxes to the pile of crushed pop cans, he knew that Taylor would get on his case if she found out.
But Taylor wasn't living with Danny anymore.
Trying to take his mind off his missing daughter, the disgruntled dock worker turned his attention back to the telly.
"The child of Alexandria and her fellow Triumvirate member-"
"For the first time in years, the Yangban-"
"Hark my children! The Endbringers are our punishment-"
"This just in, the new Ward Sepulchre-"
"Damn Tinkers! Why I oughta-"
Danny sat up in his chair as he scrambled to change the channel at the mention of Taylor's hero name.
"-intel suggests that while the partner of the young Ward, the Brute known as Zombo, was severely injured by a grenade, he is in stable condition and recovering. Meanwhile, the supervillain Collateral Damage has been transferred to police custody and is awaiting trial. I'm telling you Barbara, I have no idea what the Protectorate is doing anymore, sending kids down to fight cold blooded murderers."
"Oh stop it Steve, you know just as well as I do that the Wards only engage in combat when there are no Protectorate heroes close enough to deal with the thre-"
"But that's the thing! According to witnesses, Collateral Damage was in the middle of a robbery when the fight happened! Are you telling me it's worth risking Ward lives stopping it?" exclaimed the head anchor as his fist slammed against the desk.
"Alright You two enough of that. Now let's go to Sammy for a look at the beautiful weather today in Phoenix-" began the weatherman but Danny turned off the TV and grabbed his coat. As he picked up his keys he already began rehearsing the speech in his mind he'd tell Taylor about the dangers of being a hero.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Danny got out of his borrowed PRT car; it would do until he had the cash to get a new car. He was ready to say whatever he needed to get Taylor out of there, or at least assigned to a safer place. He saw Taylor dashing towards him and opened his mouth to caution her, until he saw the miniature sun following her and wisely dove for cover behind the car. Taylor followed suite, crouching so that sun-lady couldn't see her easily. "What are you doing here!" whispered Taylor harshly.
"I came to get you out of here so you wouldn't get into situations like this!" the necromancer's father whispered back.
"Are you to going to be done anytime soon? I have places to be after I force you to released Collateral and kill you." sing-songed a sly voice above the father and daughter as the two jumped back to reveal a woman in a clown dress and a mask in the shape of the sun. "Oh don't mind me, I'm not want to get between family. So, when were you planning to give up hmm? You know you can't run from me forever." Taylor saw a young man start to creep his way out of the shadows of the cars behind the seemingly supervillainess, so she knew he had to distract her.
"Hey, if you don't mind, I'm trying to have a conversation here," said Taylor with false bravado, hoping she really was just insane and not toying with them. Her gamble paid off; while the clown-lady was laughing the shadow-boy finished forming and tazed her. Taylor fell back relieved, before remembering her father.
"That was a close one," she said with a sigh. "But I'm not going back. I can't give this up Dad. These are the first people to actually have a need for me, and I'm not leaving that behind." Without another word, Taylor stood up with Tenebrae's help and limped back towards the PRT base.
Danny's little girl had grown up. She had new friends, and finally felt she belonged. And so as Taylor laughed with Tenebrae and the PRT sprayed down Sundancer, Danny slumped and waited. His job was done.
But Taylor wasn't living with Danny anymore.
Trying to take his mind off his missing daughter, the disgruntled dock worker turned his attention back to the telly.
"The child of Alexandria and her fellow Triumvirate member-"
"For the first time in years, the Yangban-"
"Hark my children! The Endbringers are our punishment-"
"This just in, the new Ward Sepulchre-"
"Damn Tinkers! Why I oughta-"
Danny sat up in his chair as he scrambled to change the channel at the mention of Taylor's hero name.
"-intel suggests that while the partner of the young Ward, the Brute known as Zombo, was severely injured by a grenade, he is in stable condition and recovering. Meanwhile, the supervillain Collateral Damage has been transferred to police custody and is awaiting trial. I'm telling you Barbara, I have no idea what the Protectorate is doing anymore, sending kids down to fight cold blooded murderers."
"Oh stop it Steve, you know just as well as I do that the Wards only engage in combat when there are no Protectorate heroes close enough to deal with the thre-"
"But that's the thing! According to witnesses, Collateral Damage was in the middle of a robbery when the fight happened! Are you telling me it's worth risking Ward lives stopping it?" exclaimed the head anchor as his fist slammed against the desk.
"Alright You two enough of that. Now let's go to Sammy for a look at the beautiful weather today in Phoenix-" began the weatherman but Danny turned off the TV and grabbed his coat. As he picked up his keys he already began rehearsing the speech in his mind he'd tell Taylor about the dangers of being a hero.
--- Rigor Mortis ---
Danny got out of his borrowed PRT car; it would do until he had the cash to get a new car. He was ready to say whatever he needed to get Taylor out of there, or at least assigned to a safer place. He saw Taylor dashing towards him and opened his mouth to caution her, until he saw the miniature sun following her and wisely dove for cover behind the car. Taylor followed suite, crouching so that sun-lady couldn't see her easily. "What are you doing here!" whispered Taylor harshly.
"I came to get you out of here so you wouldn't get into situations like this!" the necromancer's father whispered back.
"Are you to going to be done anytime soon? I have places to be after I force you to released Collateral and kill you." sing-songed a sly voice above the father and daughter as the two jumped back to reveal a woman in a clown dress and a mask in the shape of the sun. "Oh don't mind me, I'm not want to get between family. So, when were you planning to give up hmm? You know you can't run from me forever." Taylor saw a young man start to creep his way out of the shadows of the cars behind the seemingly supervillainess, so she knew he had to distract her.
"Hey, if you don't mind, I'm trying to have a conversation here," said Taylor with false bravado, hoping she really was just insane and not toying with them. Her gamble paid off; while the clown-lady was laughing the shadow-boy finished forming and tazed her. Taylor fell back relieved, before remembering her father.
"That was a close one," she said with a sigh. "But I'm not going back. I can't give this up Dad. These are the first people to actually have a need for me, and I'm not leaving that behind." Without another word, Taylor stood up with Tenebrae's help and limped back towards the PRT base.
Danny's little girl had grown up. She had new friends, and finally felt she belonged. And so as Taylor laughed with Tenebrae and the PRT sprayed down Sundancer, Danny slumped and waited. His job was done.
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