Realistic or Modern "Them" Act One: "Rebellion", Scene One

[FactionGuerrilla]

Status: Suspicious
Location: Rec Room
Text Formatting: FF8000 HEX, Trebuchet MS Font
Inventory: E-11 Blaster, Thundergun, M1911 x2, Thermal Detonator, Machete, "Them" phone
Direct Mentions: GM Benedict Cucumberpatch
Indirect Mentions: All in the Rec Room (Eric/Grey CocoaMarshmallow , Lana Sayo-Nara , Sonic Laix_Lake )​

Millennium City. Home. He wasn't even sure if "home" was what described the weird new place he resided in, but "Tank" Dempsey sure as hell thought of it as one. Definitely beat running around from zombies, that was for sure. Besides, he had a lot of allies and friends there- A couple really close ones, too. He'd been talking to a few of them before heading back to his comrade J's safehouse to rest up there. Last thing he remembered was going to bed in the dapper god's digs...

...But when he woke up, Dempsey sure as shit knew he wasn't in the warehouse any more. Sure, the nice fancy-shmancy design seemed to be something that might appeal to J, but they weren't there when he went off to sleep. And that jazz music... Not anything that he vaguely associated with J. The Marine slowly pulled himself out of bed, glancing over to a nearby card with writing on it before reading it. He blinked a couple times before muttering to himself.

"'Agent'..? The hell? You aren't behind this, are you J?" The American suspiciously remarked aloud, though quickly dismissed the thought once again the moment he saw a fancy futuristic (at least for World War II) phone marked with "Them" on it. Yeah, J wasn't going to call himself that. Sounded so dumb, anyways. He snatched the phone up before staggering into the bathroom only to find it lined with a lot of gold. Waaaaay too gaudy- Any final expectations that this was J's doing was quashed the moment he saw that, though he scowled when he looked himself in the mirror. Whoever brought him here probably knew what he looked like; maybe it would be smart for him to change appearances, throw his captors off on first glance. It only took him a quick thought of what to change back into before his face morphed into his original look- Ultimis.

"Good to see ya, Tank." He grinned to himself before backing out of the bathroom and seeing something interesting- his old equipment. They were just lying around in the hotel room, waiting for their owner to pick them up. The supersoldier immediately obliged, checking all his weapons to make sure they were fine and not sabotaged. Surprisingly enough, none of them looked damaged one bit; this was, of course, good especially when considering damage to his nuclear-powered E-11 could literally create a giant explosion in his face. The last thing he wanted was his own gun to backfire, after all.

Either way, after being fully loaded and armed to the teeth the Marine was ready to go. He took the weird phone with him before heading out and over to some sort of Rec Room, where a bunch of people and things alike were mingling about- In particular, a trio of furry animals were approached by some ninja-looking guy with super speed. Not one bit of that statement surprised him at all; Millennium had all sorts of people and "freaks" alike, so seeing anyone non-human wasn't a big deal at this point. Besides, if it wasn't snapping at him and trying to eat him, who really gave a damn about what it was?

The soldier frowned before thinking a bit about that dumb phone he was given, leaning back against the wall nearby Eric, Lana, Grey and Sonic as he pulled the phone out. The dumb thing was handed to him (almost literally) on a golden platter; might as well exploit it while he could.

"Let's see what you've got, little guy..." He mused to himself before turning the phone on. The very first thing offered to him were two functions- a "Bank" and a "Scan" feature. The first part was self-explanatory, but the latter caught his interest right off the bat. He instinctively tapped on the Scan button before being prompted to "scan" something in the room.

"You got something to tell me?" He commented to the handheld device before scanning everyone in the Rec Room (including himself!) just so he knew what the hell it was for. And if he had enough time, he'd also make sure to try and sneak in a scan on those agent-looking guards. It was probably a long shot from actually gleaning info on them, but it was still worth something. Besides, if this Scan function turned out to be just some dumb camera, at least he had photos for when he eventually came back to Millennium to show to his buddies. Well, hopefully eventually.

 

[Laix_Lake]

Soul of cinder
Status: open to interaction
Condition: confused

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What kind of obscurity is this? Within one of the many hotel rooms in this building, there is one eight foot goliath kneeling in the center of his room. Almost seems as if he was intending to do something else, yet is stuck in circumstances beyond his control...

All that he was left with was his coiled sword and some sort of...what ever this odd lump of metal is. The soul of cinder's knowledge will not be enough to deal with his greatest challenge...the modern smartphone. He attempts to pocket the phone in one of the few crevices to serve as his pockets. The only course if action at this point was to leave this room.

There's no use standing around and trying to make sense of things, is there? Hell, I can't even piece together anything from anyone's conversations! It sounds like they've already made peace with the fact that they're trapped here. No matter, I'll find the way home for these girls, I swear! Now for the most logical course of action...Asking around.

Out of everyone there, those agent looking people over at the door seemed to have been there for quite a while. If I'm correct,

As the soul of cinder makes his way outside, he ends up bumping into someone. That someone looks to be a child. Just from her appearance alone, he could tell she was a cleric, or maybe some worshiper of some sor? The soul of cinder proceeds to crouch down to as far as he can muster before looking at her eye to eye.

Thepotatogod PolikShadowbliss 2Bornot2B @anyone_of_intrest.

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel sits in their room, analyzing the word, 'Them.' Why was it so important..? She would have got up and grabbed the phone before walking out. Where was she? It wasn't home that's for sure. She would walk around, the small robot wondering the establishment, analyzing anything that caught her eye. Benedict Cucumberpatch @Anyoneinthehall

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Catherine Giovanni

Catherine decided as she was walking down the long boring overly fancy hallway to check out her new sleek black phone and turned it on. Two options immediately appeared before her: Bank and Scan. Both were pretty self-explainatory. She picked the Scan option first and pointed her phone toward the two guards at the entrance!

It was as she was doing this that she noticed a girl following her.

"Oh hey! What's your name?" She said, glancing at her momentarilly before her eyes returned to the Scan.

Thepotatogod Laix_Lake Lake

GM: Benedict Cucumberpatch ​

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

As "Rhombus" was investigating the Agents clothing, He would simply stare at the sweaty man coldly.

"Your current situation is unacceptable Agent." He would say bluntly, "Your room is equipped with the finest in luxury bathroom equipment, I suggest you use it."


As Lisa accessed the Archives, she would get another message on her phone, "Please scan an item."


Several files would pop up as "Tank" scanned everyone in the room.
Name: Agent Lana, "Meat"
Species: Braixen, Meat
Status: Alive
.Happy go lucky
.Fire based abilities, but rarely uses them
.Questionable mental state
.Greatly fears (Redacted)
.Easily scared
.Is friends with Agent Grey and Agent Eric


Name: Agent Eric, "Dessert"
Species: Typhlosion, Meat
Status: Alive
.Status of existence needs further study
.Fire based abilities, immune to reality manipulation
.Is friends with Agent Lana and Agent Grey

Name: Agent Grey, "Side Dish"
Species: Arctic Fox, Meat
Status: Alive
.Highly Protective and easily aggravated
.Friends with Agent Lana and Agent Eric
.Powers: ???
.Very Agile

Name: Agent Sonic
Species: Human, Possible humanoid
Status: Alive
.Very Agile, possibly highly skilled in combat
.Possesses shurikens of explosive intent
.Morality level: "Evil"

Name: Agent Tiberius
Species: "Dragon Man"
Status: Alive
.Possible introvert
.Historian, has lived through most of his worlds historical events
.Stays to himself so far

Name: "Classified"
Species: "Classified"
Status: "Classified"
. "Classified"

As Tiberius asked his question, the Agent at the bar would slowly move his head towards the Historians direction.


"Yes Agent?"
RedLight
Thepotatogod
FactionGuerrilla
Tibb-E

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[Sleek]

Theodor

The Astartes dropped Frank, turning on Remilia and then the impudent Felinid. He didn't deign either of them with speech, since he'd known more than his fair share of fools who thought they were above the God-Emperor, and many acted like this. Frank may have been justified, since scared citizens of the imperium acted the same (in fact, though it saddened him, Frank reminded Theodor of the Kronus Fifth Company). The Marine just grunted, and moved on, taking his bolter in both hands.

He noticed a sort of recreational area, and entered the room (not before completely bulldozing the doorframe with his strength and bulky form). Theodor didn't like what he saw, as more xenos greeted his eyes. Two of which exuded flame, and one of which had some sort of visor. He noticed two humans as well, but they weren't too terribly important (one's speed would warrant inquisitorial investigation), though the soldier-like man would be helpful in all likelihood. The more discipline and order they had at their disposal, the less likely they were to fall.

"Greetings."

He said, his filtered voice sounding oddly tinny. With a curt nod, he would then stand in a corner of the room, and then enter a steadfast silence as he surveyed the group. The Xenos reminded him of children, and were they human children, he would feel obligated to protect them. As it were, they were not harming anyone, though he did hear the squat blue and cream furred one mention him and his commander. The mention brought a slight smirk to his face, though the imposing visage of his helmet would hide that from onlookers. Even now, and here, the emperor's creations were known to at least some of those he found himself forced into comradeship with.

Theodor then frowned, wondering. Was this what he would be stuck doing, after so long? Would he be confined to this backwater domain, fighting with the enemies of the imperium under the guise of forced kinship? Would he and his commander ever see the Aurelian sector again, to witness the blood trials of another hundred Neophytes? These had yet to be answered, though he hoped this meeting would quell his doubts.

Judging by the idiotic actions of the little white-skinned humanoids in the formal attire, Theodor didn't think that he'd have answers, just more questions.

darkred (The Punisher) 2Bornot2B (Remilia and Schrodinger) Benedict Cucumberpatch (for obvious reasons) Sayo-Nara (lana) CocoaMarshmallow (Eric and Grey) FactionGuerrilla (Dempsey) GearBlade654 (Force Commander)​

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel would look at the agent's trying to identify them. Her system had lost function to a few of her identification protocols. 'Mainframe hardware damaged, seek repairs right away.' She would look at the others nearby, approaching them. CocoaMarshmallow Sayo-Nara

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Catherine Giovanni

Cat frowned at the considerable lack of infromation regarding the Agents at the doors, and her frown increased when the scan gained infromation on literally everyone else. So this Them has infromation on everyone. Though she didn't understand why the two furry creatures she saw while scanning was labeled as Meat. Probably someone's sick joke. Maybe this ALL was a joke and then they would be set free. Or maybe they would keep them here.... FOREVER! That didn't sound good! Didn't sound good at all!

Already growing bored with this place and it's overly fancy, Cat headed to the bar where even more of the odd characters were about including the strange bartender. She sat down by said bartender, flicked her hair and said in a conversial tone.

"It would seem as if you folk already know everything there is to know about us! From what I gathered from this --" here, she flashes her new phone- "little device! So ---" here, she leans in close and her voice drops a few oclaves as she whispers, "you have anything that is .... rich in iron content, if you get my meaning?" With that she leans back, returns to a normal casual pose, and shrugs, "or not, your little establishment, your little rules!"

Benedict Cucumberpatch










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[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The Bartender glanced at Cat with a confused look, before responding.

"Ah...as you wish Agent." he would say before reaching down, shuffling around before......dropping an iron ingot on the counter. "The best iron we can provide Agent."
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[PolikShadowbliss]

The Bartender glanced at Cat with a confused look, before responding.
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"Ah...as you wish Agent." he would say before reaching down, shuffling around before......dropping an iron ingot on the counter. "The best iron we can provide Agent."
PolikShadowbliss​

"Ah I see," She says, looking down at the iron ingot. Then grabs it, puts it to her mouth and bites down into it. The metal ingot is then crushed with her mouth like candy. She swallows it and smiles. "maybe I should be more specific next time!"

 

[QizPizza]

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[div class=Operative]Reaper Operative S099-6350-7851

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[div class=title]SERAPH-099 Samael[/div][div class=Image]

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PHYSICAL CONDITION: Optimal
MENTAL CONDITION: Cautious
LOCATION: Unknown Hotel Rec Room
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MENTIONS: GearBlade654 Sleek 2Bornot2B

Samael woke up on a large, ornate, king-sized bed. He immediately shot to his feet, scanning the room around him for any signs of danger-there were none. After the initial seconds, the SERAPH sat down on the bed and began to analyze his situation. There he was, in a fancy hotel that was far more suited for a SERAPH’s client than a SERAPH themselves. He was wearing his civilian clothes, but once he looked at his hands, he could see the synthetic material of the tech suit clinging on like a second skin. Beside the bed, the hulking SABRE-class exosuit sat in its storage form, holding Samael’s 25mm autocannon and a case with his other weapons upright. The only items that he didn’t own that stood out was a black card and a single phone in a black case, both of which were inscribed with the word "Them" etched onto them.

He last recalled being in his quarters on Haven-07, so there was no way he could’ve been kidnapped. Trying to infiltrate Haven-07 was a death sentence...unless his captors were the Segadores. The SERAPH wouldn’t put it past the Segadores to pull him out of his bed and bring him to...whatever this place was. Would’ve been great if he got a heads up on his mission beforehand and some intel, but Samael would work with what he had, [div class=Dialogue]"Psycho, run bodily analysis and environmental scans."[/div]

Grabbing the card at the foot of his bed, Samael flipped it over, only to see the words, "Meeting will be soon...look on the nightstand, Agent". The card must have referred to the phone, but what was interesting was that it wasn't written in Spanish, the official language of the Segadores. Who knew what that meant? This was a very strange situation.

Samael stood up and went over to open up the weapons case attached to his SABRE exosuit as his AI got to work. He doubted the 12 foot tall exosuit and heavy weapons would be optimal in a hotel’s narrow hallways, so he would have to be limited to running his Nakir. The SERAPH loaded up the assault rifle, pocketed the "Them" phone and shoved it into his jacket pocket before approaching the door, leaning against the wall beside it as his hand reached for the door knob.

"Analysis complete. All hardware, wetware, and manaware is in optimal condition. Scan complete. Over three dozen individual targets on the current floor. Exact number and details cannot be determined due to an unknown source of interference," chimed a voice that only Samael could hear.

[div class=Dialogue]"Copy that. Get to work on the phone, I'm moving in,"[/div] Samael turned the door knob and pushed the door open, before exiting his room. As soon as he exited the room he saw the numerous people that filled the hall. Several of them looked like potential threats, but Samael held off from firing for now. It was counterproductive to engage in firefights when his mission parameters haven't even been laid out. For all he knew, these people may be allies...but if they attacked him, he would be the last one standing. The SERAPH lowered his assault rifle and took his finger out of the fingerguard to indicate he was not an aggressor.

Among those filling the hall were two men in heavy armor that rivaled Samael's exosuit in size, wielding a massive hammer and assault rifle respectively. Judging from their life force, they were genetically enhanced to a degree that allowed them to live for centuries. These two were clearly warriors and people Samael would have to watch out for in a fight. Whole the supersoldiers were expected to have extended life spans, there were also several others with extremely expansive or undefined life forces. Several demon-esque beings, a cat-boy thing, and a few girls that Samael doubted were completely human. A few of them felt dangerous, but they weren't of concern just yet.

With rifle still in hand, Samael made his way down the hall, away from the scuffle involving the two supersoldiers, cat boy, and inhuman girl. That inevitably led him to what looked to be a lounge or a recreational room filled more colorful characters. Predicting the inevitably of the Eye of the Reaper manifesting its inhuman qualities in his eye, Samael pulled out his aviators from his jacket and flipped them open. He donned the sunglasses as he approached the bar. The SERAPH slung his rifle across his back as he made his request in a low, gruff voice, [div class=Dialogue]"I'll take a Scotch and soda. Don't go easy on the Scotch."[/div]



[/div][/div][div class="tabsContent tabs2" style="display: none;"][div class=Basic]WEAPONS/EQUIPMENT:

Seraph HK-N720-H “Nakir” 7.20x50mm Rifle

The heavy configuration of the standard issue Nakir assault rifle produced by Seraph Manufacturing. It is chambered in 7.20x50mm FMJ in a 40 round mag. It's advanced recoil compensation system and electronic firing system makes it one of the most accurate and reliable rifles in production. Underslung is a three-round revolver-style 20mm grenade launcher, while VCOG smartscope and secondary red dot sight sits on top. (hk-n720_nakir__baseconfig20.jpg)

Seraph GE-S20 “Samael” 25mm Autocannon

A chain driven autocannon designed to be wielded by an mechanized suit. It fires 25x85mm depleted uranium armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds out of belt fed 100-round drum mag at up to 500 rounds per minute. The rounds this weapon fires are sufficient to punch through armored vehicles and cover short of 2 feet of concrete. The amount of firepower this weapon packs is offset by an impossible amount of recoil for a human to control and incredible weight, such that even Samael can only practically wield it with the loader arms of his SABRE exosuit. Attached to the weapon is a red dot sight, compensator, laser sight, and flashlight. (ge-s25_samael_35.jpg)

Smart AI “Psychopomp”

Psychopomp, otherwise known as “Psycho” is Samael’s assigned Smart AI. It was originally a standard AI optimized for running combat simulations and proposing optimized tactics real-time. After Samael’s recruitment into the Segadores, Psycho has been altered to serve the Segadors, informing Samael on the targets assigned to him by the Segadors and leading him to complete objectives in ways that complete objectives of the Segadores.

SABRE Exosuit

Specialized Assault/Breaching Reactive Exosuit, or the SABRE-class exosuit is a heavy exosuit optimized for assault and breaching tactics. The suit is composed of an underlying techsuit and the armor plating that goes over the tech suit. The suit comes equipped with two heavily armored Combat Loader Arms built specifically to wield the GE-S25 Samael Autocannon. It has a Secondary Armored Tactical Visor that provides ultraviolet, infrared, and sonic sensors that allow Samael to maintain awareness of his surroundings even when visibility is obscured. The SABRE is also (sabre_exoskeleton_19.jpg)

POWERS:

Eye of the Reaper

When Samael was recruited into the Segadores he given powers to assist him in his new job in the form of the alien Eye of the Reaper that replaces his left eye. This eye also enforces the contract between Samael and the Segadores, which prevents him from divulging information on the Segadores to any person with insufficient clearance or from attacking any Agente de la Inquisidores. It looks identical to his original eye except when he uses his powers, during which the sclera will turn black and the iris glow icy blue. Over use of certain abilities will cause Samael's eyes to bleed a black fluid. (reapers_eye_156.jpg)

Foresight of the Reaper

A relatively basic and stereotypical ability of Reapers, Samael is able to see the True Name and remaining life force of a person, as well as instantly recognized targets marked by the Segadores. A person's remaining life force can be used to approximate how much longer they have to live, but is by no means an exact science. This ability will not work on immortals. If Samael or a person in his vision would die or sustain a lethal blow within the next six seconds there is a slim chance that Samael will be able to foresee it and react accordingly.

Hindsight of the Reaper

When faced with a being that has killed within the last 24 hours, Samael is able to determine the cause of death and the instigator of said cause of death if no unnatural cause obstructs it. This ability will not work on beings he has killed himself or on those who have died as the result of non-human causes.

Glare of the Reaper

Anyone whom Samael intentionally stares at will feel an overwhelming sense of dread and imminent death. If they do not freeze in fear, they will run away blindly, rendering them vulnerable. A person can only break free if their will is greater than Samael's or if Samael looks away.

Piercing Gaze of the Reaper

Arguably the most powerful ability from the Reaper’s Eye, Samael can fire “spears” of invisible energy towards anything in his vision, punching through anything short of three inches of titanium. This requires no physical movement on his part, allowing him to kill without moving a muscle. This power, however, beings not marked for death cannot be affected, so Samael often has to be creative with its use.

SERAPH Augmentations

All SERAPHs are provided extensive and invasive augmentations to ensure their combat superiority. These augmentations can be divided into three broad categories: Hardware, Wetware, and Manaware. Hardware includes cybernetic and implanted enhancements, Wetware includes genetic biological enhancements and will only list the effects of the modifications, and Manaware includes any form of magical enhancement.

Hardware

-Spinal Neural Interfaces
-Direct Neural Interface
-Auxiliary Neural Interfaces
-Titanium-Tungsten Skeletal Implants
-Integrated AI Matrix Suite
-Superconductor Nervous System Package
-Cardiovascular Regulator
-Hormonal Regulator

Wetware

-Greatly Enhanced Muscular Density/Regeneration/Recovery
-Enhanced Stem Cell Production
-Enhanced Immune System
-Enhanced Metabolism
-Enhanced Vestibulo-Ocular Reflex
-Enhanced Pain Threshold
-Enhanced Cardiovascular System
-Retinal-Inversion Stabilizer
-Robust DNA Replication

Manaware

-Oculus Aquilae - Eagle Eye
-Obscuras Animae - Covered Soul
-Magistri Tempus - Master of Time
-Loricatorum Pellis - Armored Skin
-Ut Obscurum - To Make Obscure
-Sanitatem - Healing
-Si Metus - Intimidation

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[PolikShadowbliss]

Catherine Giovanni

Catherine noticed a new guy come in and put her half-eaten iron ingot down, feeling the fatigue wanning away and energy being restored to her body. Sure, it wasn't blood but it was still iron. But it still had a horrible aftertaste. Catherine gagged a bit as her body digested the normally inediable stone before turning to the new viking looking dude.

"Hi!" She said by way of introduction then she waited for his response, smiling all the while.

QizPizza

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[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The bartender looked at Samael and nodded before turning towards the minifridge behind him, and grabbing a "Them" Soda, and placing it on the counter in front of the SERAPH. He then turned back around and prepared the scotch before placing it next to the soda

"Your soda and scotch Agent...I did not go easy."
QizPizza​

 

[2Bornot2B]

• Schrodinger
• Remilia Scarlet

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  Schrodinger soon got bored before going down the hallways and checking each door. Locked as always and the insides were pretty boring oo. Just a standard hotel room. The toilets were nice however and were as gold as a certain president's hair. Schrodinger decided to go for a drink and also annoy some of the people at the bar.
  
  Schrodinger appeared next to Cat. He was confused as to why someone would order a block of Iron.
  
  "Iron? Why would you order Iron at a bar? Are you making a sword? Maybe I could help you with that...actually I know next to nothing on creating a sword. Who brings a sword to a gunfight anyway?" He chuckles a little.
  
  "So. What species are you? It's clear that most of us here are not human. I mean look at Vampire girl over there" He points at Remilia "She looks vaguely human but not close enough" he turns to innocently smile at the Cat.
  
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  Remilia was happy that the commotion with the man trying to interrogate the guards was over. Now it was time for tea. Remilia would change her mind upon seeing the huddle of people over at the bar. They intimidated her a little and she wasn't really feeling up for another heart to heart with those lovely guys in the thick armour. Real brave of them to be cowering behind inches of armour. Remilia could really sense their bravery and righteousness. Overall the Undead Princess was really bored and wanted a tiny bit of levity. Running out of options she decide to talk to the two guarding the doorway. They seemed nice enough and if they didn't co-operate with Remilia she decided that she would drain them of their blood like a four year old devouring a yoghurt tube.
  
  "So, what's past the doorway here? Is It where the fabled meeting would be taking place? Why are you all so tight lipped?"
  
  She moved her head closer to one of the agents. She was mere centimetres from the Agent's face right now but they couldn't feel her breathing on them or anything like that because vampires don't need to breathe
  
  "Cmon we are all agents here. Aren't we all equals? Maybe you could tell me why so many powerful entities are gathered here too? Are you trying to fight someone? Something? You must talk with me about these things. Maybe it was our fate to come here"
  
  Benedict Cucumberpatch​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

catherine giovanni

”Huh? Oh you are right, a few of us aren’t human..... Actually a majority of us aren't human. You have a nice eye cat-person.”

she winked at Shroeindor and continued eating the iron ingot.

”They don't have a name for me yet. Mutant Vampire is a more of an Apt term!”

”Say cheese!”

With a quick swift movement her hands fly out and her ”Them” phone scans the cat-man.

She looks at the screen.

”Oh interesting!”

2Bornot2B Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Thepotatogod]

• The Party of Tilnone
• Status and Inventory

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  --Lisa Theola II--
  Benedict Cucumberpatch
  
  
  Well this isn't what I had in mind.
  
  So it turns out that the archives was actually just a scanning machine. Unless...The scan automatically runs through their database to give me their intel about a certain item...
  
  Let's test this out, shall we? I have Lisa took out the THEM calling card that was at the foot of our beds before and scanned it. Specifically, the side with the word 'THEM' on it.
  
  --Apa Yonmae--
  PolikShadowbliss Laix_Lake
  
  
  Finally noticing her, Apa looked up to the woman and introduced herself.
  
  "I'm Apa!" The young cleric would say, however, it doesn't seem like the woman would stay as after she pointed her phone at the two agents at the door, she promptly left. Well, that's rude.
  
  Then came this freak of nature.
  
  This...Tall, grey man that smells like he's constantly on fire bumped onto her, burning her white robe a little bit with a sizzle.
  
  "Eep!" Apa's cry as she turned to see such a thing. The tall grey man crouched until he's on eye level to her, staring at her with his ironically cold dead eyes. Sweat begins to form on her face as I gulped.
  
  On a child's perspective, this is freaky.
  
  "C-can I help you?" Apa gulped, taking a step back as I tried to keep our cool. My instincts are telling me I should draw out my rod and prepare for a battle, but since the other 'Agents' are here, I have to not do that, or else all eyes are on me.
  
• 
  ---Until The Nine Returned To None--
  
  
  
  TotalBalance: $3000
  Spots: 2/4
  Party Members:
  ["Lisa Theola II"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone $1000 Balance
  Rapier
  Crossbow
  
  ["'Apa Yonmae'"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone - $1000 Balance
  Cleric Rod
  
  [____Tilnone]
  HP: N/A
  MP: N/A
  AP: N/A
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smarphone(Account Accessed through Apa and Lisa) - $1000
  

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Object Title: “Them” Card
.Manufactured by “Them”
.Frequently used in recruitment, message delivery, and being thrown around by (Redacted)
.Traces of Gold, base material is unknown
.No fingerprints detected

Name: Agent Schrödinger “The annoying one.”
Species: ???, possible meat
Status: Off the charts
.Agent Schrödingers abilities will definitely be further monitored
.Agent has been declared an OOI
.Containment Agents on standby
Thepotatogod
PolikShadowbliss




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[PolikShadowbliss]

catherine giovanni

Cat looks at it again then smiles. ”You are dangerous. From what the phone says anyway. It also has you labelled under meat!”

she frowns.

”If I didn't know any better. I would say they are preparing to possibly eat you right now. Possibly. It does say possible meat after all.”

2Bornot2B

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel would approch the humans, analyzing them, the robot taking a seat. "May I have an oil can, If you have one?" She looked at the bartender. the small bot looking at the what where assumed to be humans. Benedict Cucumberpatch PolikShadowbliss 2Bornot2B

 

[Thexcentrichilean]

Hershel Avad​

.

"Thanks, for everything..." The tiefling muttered those words to him, as his life energy finished leaving his body through a stabbing injury on his stomach. And he was out of spells, out of potions, utterly powerless to save his companion... He laid there on the muddy ground crying, bawling his eyes out at the loss of a friend he had promised to protect...

"...Cainin..." The cleric lamented out loud as he woke up with tears on his face and in a cold sweat. It was that same dream... no, nightmare again. It already had been a couple of years since then but, it had affected the young man known as Hershel deeply.

Avad spent a few minutes staring blankly at the ceiling trying to compose himself, while cleaning his face off the tears and sweat. He noticed that the room and bed he had just been sleeping in was quite... foreign, but comfortable and fancy. Even the lights seemed to be special in some way, not being candle or oil-based. He had once again woken up in a different place, possibly a different world. He was still wearing his classic travel outfit, with his boots standing side by side on the floor by the bed, along all of his bigger gear like his shield, rapier and travel bag.

Once finally in a better state of mind, he took a deep breath, changed his neutral expression with a tint of sadness to a straight forward smile and proceeded to jump off the bed with enthusiasm.

He cracks a grin that looked like he was having fun but hid a deep regret behind it "Just... how you would like to see me, friend"

Letting out a deep sigh, Hershel first grabs all his gear and outfits himself in his trusty breastplate, with rapier and branded shield on his belt. The cleric finally noticed the card by the foot of the bed with a golden set of letters that read "them", and... an odd, item, by the side of the bed. He picked up the card and found out that he was perfectly able to read it, seemingly being in common. "Meeting will be soon...look on the nightstand Agent."

"Agent? I guess I was recruited by a group without my consent... would still not be the oddest thing to happen to me" The young man laughed at himself and his thoughts out loud, and after letting out a sigh walked up to the nightstand to check the... interesting item on it.

The cleric noticed the moment he grabbed the item that some writing suddenly popped up in the part that was made of a different material from the rest... similar to glass. "Security Clearance Engaged." The moment Hershel read that, he heard a click come from the direction of the room's door. He guessed that he is now allowed to roam around the floor, but first... he NEEDED to figure out how this little item, which is probably magic-based, worked!

He fiddled with the compact artifact for a few minutes, trying to understand how to use it and what it did.

After spending enough time to know how to use the bank function (he seemed to have a certain amount of currency of the place he was currently) and how to start the "scan" function, but the cleric still didn't have a grasp on what it was for, only a hint due to its name. Once satisfied, he finally decided to go out of the room. He was relaxed, but paying lots of attention to his environment, supposing since he was being given an artifact along an introduction of some kind meant he could for the most part trust that the cleric was needed and not in immediate danger.

Once in the hallway, he noticed a pair of guards on one end of the hallway along with a short girl with... wings? The young man guessed she was a possible ally, and also very likely not human... if anything, he was having a similar feeling to facing the undead, but she seemed to be very much sentient... maybe a vampire. Hopefully, she was not aggressive towards her allies.

Then a sudden idea came to mind, and he pulled out the artifact from his bag, entered scan mode, and used the scan button on the girl, along with the guards, and waited to see what happened.

.

Benedict Cucumberpatch
mentions: 2Bornot2B

 

[ManyFaces]

Physical Status: Optimal
Mental Status: Cautious
Mechanical Status: Optimal/Online

Kent rubbed his neck somewhat uncomfortable with Ike being able to dig into his mind without even trying. "Well I mean... I thought you were joking at first but... Don't know where you come from where people don't at least have slight... Alterations." He looked down the hall at the two shorter well dressed... Creatures? He didn't quite know what to make of their pale bodies. But they seemed to be watching over everyone.
Fender was thriving off the tension, the so called demon looked like the perfect toy as well. But he could already tell Kent had moved on. It wasn't an unwelcome direction though, his host had left with a slight wave to the demon kid and began approaching the snazzily dressed men.
Kent saw that some people had congregated around these beings so hopefully they had answers.
"I think there has been a mistake or something, I just want to leave really I've got no reason to be here. I'll use force if needed." He said trying to keep a steady tone despite the situation being nerve wracking.

Birb Benedict Cucumberpatch @OPEN​

 

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INQUISDORES (Goetia, G.)

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[div class=Operative]Reaper Operative S099-6350-7851

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[div class=title]SERAPH-099 Samael[/div][div class=Image]

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PHYSICAL CONDITION: Optimal
MENTAL CONDITION: Annoyed
LOCATION: Unknown Hotel Rec Room
COLOR: #33CC33
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MENTIONS: 2Bornot2B

The SERAPH frowned at the way the bartender granted his request. If this was supposed to be humourous, Samael wasn't picking up any humor from the face of the bartender. The more likely explanation was that the bartender just took him way too literally. Incompetence was even worse. However, Samael wasn't compelled to complain. He got the soda and the Scotch; he would just mix the drink himself.

Samael cracked open the soda water and took a deep swig, letting the carbonation burn at his throat a little bit. Refreshing, but it wasn't Scotch. The man next took a sip from the glass of liquor to make room for the soda. As he poured the soda in with the Scotch and swirled the glass, a girl took a seat beside him and greeted him. He nodded and took a sip from his drink, [div class=Dialogue]"Hello, girl. What do you want?"[/div]

As the girl brought her phone up and scanned the cat boy, Psychopomp returned with the analysis results, "Analysis complete. The device is a phone from the brand 'Them'. It possesses a 'Bank' and 'Scan' feature. The former has a balance of $1000 and is capable of handling financial transactions. The latter allows the user to access a database of information on certain subjects by scanning them with the phone camera. The device also possesses a security key that grants access to locations in this compound based on the encoded key."

[div class=Dialogue]-Thank you, Psycho. Put the SABRE on standby and await further orders-[/div] Back in the room Samael awoke in, the 12 foot tall SABRE-class exosuit powered up and stood to full height, waiting for Samael to call upon it. When a fight broke out, Samael would need all the firepower he can get, with all these powerful people around.

[/div][/div][div class="tabsContent tabs2" style="display: none;"][div class=Basic]WEAPONS/EQUIPMENT:

Seraph HK-N720-H “Nakir” 7.20x50mm Rifle

The heavy configuration of the standard issue Nakir assault rifle produced by Seraph Manufacturing. It is chambered in 7.20x50mm FMJ in a 40 round mag. It's advanced recoil compensation system and electronic firing system makes it one of the most accurate and reliable rifles in production. Underslung is a three-round revolver-style 20mm grenade launcher, while VCOG smartscope and secondary red dot sight sits on top. (hk-n720_nakir__baseconfig20.jpg)

Seraph GE-S20 “Samael” 25mm Autocannon

A chain driven autocannon designed to be wielded by an mechanized suit. It fires 25x85mm depleted uranium armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds out of belt fed 100-round drum mag at up to 500 rounds per minute. The rounds this weapon fires are sufficient to punch through armored vehicles and cover short of 2 feet of concrete. The amount of firepower this weapon packs is offset by an impossible amount of recoil for a human to control and incredible weight, such that even Samael can only practically wield it with the loader arms of his SABRE exosuit. Attached to the weapon is a red dot sight, compensator, laser sight, and flashlight. (ge-s25_samael_35.jpg)

Smart AI “Psychopomp”

Psychopomp, otherwise known as “Psycho” is Samael’s assigned Smart AI. It was originally a standard AI optimized for running combat simulations and proposing optimized tactics real-time. After Samael’s recruitment into the Segadores, Psycho has been altered to serve the Segadors, informing Samael on the targets assigned to him by the Segadors and leading him to complete objectives in ways that complete objectives of the Segadores.

SABRE Exosuit

Specialized Assault/Breaching Reactive Exosuit, or the SABRE-class exosuit is a heavy exosuit optimized for assault and breaching tactics. The suit is composed of an underlying techsuit and the armor plating that goes over the tech suit. The suit comes equipped with two heavily armored Combat Loader Arms built specifically to wield the GE-S25 Samael Autocannon. It has a Secondary Armored Tactical Visor that provides ultraviolet, infrared, and sonic sensors that allow Samael to maintain awareness of his surroundings even when visibility is obscured. The SABRE is also (sabre_exoskeleton_19.jpg)

POWERS:

Eye of the Reaper

When Samael was recruited into the Segadores he given powers to assist him in his new job in the form of the alien Eye of the Reaper that replaces his left eye. This eye also enforces the contract between Samael and the Segadores, which prevents him from divulging information on the Segadores to any person with insufficient clearance or from attacking any Agente de la Inquisidores. It looks identical to his original eye except when he uses his powers, during which the sclera will turn black and the iris glow icy blue. Over use of certain abilities will cause Samael's eyes to bleed a black fluid. (reapers_eye_156.jpg)

Foresight of the Reaper

A relatively basic and stereotypical ability of Reapers, Samael is able to see the True Name and remaining life force of a person, as well as instantly recognized targets marked by the Segadores. A person's remaining life force can be used to approximate how much longer they have to live, but is by no means an exact science. This ability will not work on immortals. If Samael or a person in his vision would die or sustain a lethal blow within the next six seconds there is a slim chance that Samael will be able to foresee it and react accordingly.

Hindsight of the Reaper

When faced with a being that has killed within the last 24 hours, Samael is able to determine the cause of death and the instigator of said cause of death if no unnatural cause obstructs it. This ability will not work on beings he has killed himself or on those who have died as the result of non-human causes.

Glare of the Reaper

Anyone whom Samael intentionally stares at will feel an overwhelming sense of dread and imminent death. If they do not freeze in fear, they will run away blindly, rendering them vulnerable. A person can only break free if their will is greater than Samael's or if Samael looks away.

Piercing Gaze of the Reaper

Arguably the most powerful ability from the Reaper’s Eye, Samael can fire “spears” of invisible energy towards anything in his vision, punching through anything short of three inches of titanium. This requires no physical movement on his part, allowing him to kill without moving a muscle. This power, however, beings not marked for death cannot be affected, so Samael often has to be creative with its use.

SERAPH Augmentations

All SERAPHs are provided extensive and invasive augmentations to ensure their combat superiority. These augmentations can be divided into three broad categories: Hardware, Wetware, and Manaware. Hardware includes cybernetic and implanted enhancements, Wetware includes genetic biological enhancements and will only list the effects of the modifications, and Manaware includes any form of magical enhancement.

Hardware

-Spinal Neural Interfaces
-Direct Neural Interface
-Auxiliary Neural Interfaces
-Titanium-Tungsten Skeletal Implants
-Integrated AI Matrix Suite
-Superconductor Nervous System Package
-Cardiovascular Regulator
-Hormonal Regulator

Wetware

-Greatly Enhanced Muscular Density/Regeneration/Recovery
-Enhanced Stem Cell Production
-Enhanced Immune System
-Enhanced Metabolism
-Enhanced Vestibulo-Ocular Reflex
-Enhanced Pain Threshold
-Enhanced Cardiovascular System
-Retinal-Inversion Stabilizer
-Robust DNA Replication

Manaware

-Oculus Aquilae - Eagle Eye
-Obscuras Animae - Covered Soul
-Magistri Tempus - Master of Time
-Loricatorum Pellis - Armored Skin
-Ut Obscurum - To Make Obscure
-Sanitatem - Healing
-Si Metus - Intimidation

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[Thepotatogod]

• The Party Of Tilnone
• Status and Inventory

• 
  --Lisa Theola II--
  Benedict Cucumberpatch @CorridorGang Laix_Lake
  (Open for interaction, actually)
  
  
  Recruitment. If there's one thing I managed to nail down, is that this thing is enlisting us onto something. Damn. I was hoping that I'll be able to learn something about 'THEM' from this, but somehow, I got more questions than answers. Who the hell is [Redacted]? I wonder if that guy's the chief of this operation. Also the fact that this thing's made partially out of gold makes me wanna keep it, just to sell it when I managed to get these two back to their home.
  
  So...What now? I guess I'll keep her on standby outside until I have to intervene on what's happening with Apa and the tall freaky grey man.
  
• 
  ---Until The Nine Returned To None--
  
  
  
  Total Balance: $3000
  Spots: 2/4
  Party Members:
  ["Lisa Theola II"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Status: Healthy!
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone $1000 Balance
  Rapier
  Crossbow
  
  ["'Apa Yonmae'"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Status: A bit spooped
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone - $1000 Balance
  Cleric Rod
  
  [____Tilnone]
  HP: N/A
  MP: N/A
  AP: N/A
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smarphone(Account Accessed through Apa and Lisa) - $1000
  

 

[Birb]

Ike Plymont

Kent rubbed his neck somewhat uncomfortable with Ike being able to dig into his mind without even trying. "Well I mean... I thought you were joking at first but... Don't know where you come from where people don't at least have slight... Alterations." He looked down the hall at the two shorter well dressed... Creatures? He didn't quite know what to make of their pale bodies. But they seemed to be watching over everyone.

"Ahaha... n... no... im serious..."

Ike twaddled his fingers a bit, as he noticed Kent staring at two familiar creatures. Ike didn't know HOW they were familiar to him, they just were... but Ike didn't want to stay and find out why...

Fender was thriving off the tension, the so called demon looked like the perfect toy as well. But he could already tell Kent had moved on. It wasn't an unwelcome direction though, his host had left with a slight wave to the demon kid and began approaching the snazzily dressed men.
Kent saw that some people had congregated around these beings so hopefully they had answers.
"I think there has been a mistake or something, I just want to leave really I've got no reason to be here. I'll use force if needed." He said trying to keep a steady tone despite the situation being nerve wracking.

So, as Kent approached them, Ike went the other direction, completely oblivious to the odd mechanical parasite that was now following him. Well... only for a few seconds. He hesitated to walk forward upon hearing another thought.. something about... a toy?? What?? The demon shuddered again. He decided perhaps, it would be best to become a bit more familiar with his surroundings, and anyone else who might be here. He decided a good place to start was down the hall, where there seemed to be some sort of recreation room, from what he could see. Perfect!! Nothing could be a better place to start with! And how FUCKING wrong Ike didn't know he was with that thought, as he walked to the recreation room with this naive, happy, skippy little walk.

"So. What species are you? It's clear that most of us here are not human. I mean look at Vampire girl over there" He points at Remilia "She looks vaguely human but not close enough" he turns to innocently smile at the Cat.

The very MOMENT Ike walked into the room, he heard a voice he KNEW. And despised. The demon shivered, and cocked his head, staring straight at... Schrodinger!? What in ALL that was unholy, was he doing here?! Why were they BOTH there!?

Ike thought that maybe if he just... very very slowly backed out of the room, the cat boy wouldn't see him. Maybe he could escape!!

Mood: Terrified
Health Status: Perhaps a bit high
Actions: Trying to not be seen by a very certain cat man

Mentions: Benedict Cucumberpatch
Interactions: ManyFaces 2Bornot2B
Location: Recreation room

 

[Jeef_jones]

• Grey
• Eric

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  Grey
  
  "Lana? You're here too?" the fox remarks. "Uhh… maybe we should hold off on the games until we know what's going on here. This place could be dangerous."
  
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  "I'll play a few rounds with you after this meeting, though, promise?"
  
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  "As long as they don't kill us..." he adds to himself quietly.
  
  The fox's attention is grabbed by one of the guys who was interrogating the mysterious guards. In particular, it's the one who's His assumption was right: he really is just as confused as everyone else.
  
  "Oh, uh..." Grey starts, caught off guard by the sudden question. "...well, that's exactly what happened to me. Lemme guess: the same thing happened to you."
  
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  ART CREDIT: HavocDusk
  Text HEX Color Code: #00d8ff
  
  Interactions:
  Sayo-Nara (Lana)
  Jeef_jones (Gyrus)
  
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  Eric
  
  Aha! A golden bathroom with the 'Them' brand on every surface! Consider my expectations surpassed!
  
  After I go ahead and relieve myself and wash my hands thoroughly, I step out into the hallway, glancing first at the Men in Black, then at the recreational room (a bar? ah, no thanks), and finally at the Braixen and the grey fox on the other side of the hallway. My smile grows tenfold.
  
  "Grey! Lana!" I happily call to them, not even checking my doorway for tripwires. I walk over and place my arms around both of them, pulling them in for a group hug. "How've you both been? Enjoying life without Eater-induced homicide?"
  
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  "When did you get so perky?" Grey asks confusedly.
  
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  ERIC ART CREDIT: SentyPurr
  Eric Text HEX Color Code: #ff346c
  GREY ART CREDIT: HavocDusk
  Grey Text HEX Color Code: #00d8ff
  
  Interactions:
  Sayo-Nara (Lana)
  

At Grey's response he sighed, but then hearing his return question he nodded "Yeah, guess that basically answers that..." he watched as the three walked off
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Batman

"Classified. Of course, of course. I see I see. I need some tea, some nice calming tea, yes. Batman needs some tea." The mighty dark knight looked upon his fellow kidnappees and brooded and frowned and did Batman things until one of the kidnappees asked the obvious question, to which the dark knight of Gotham gave the obvious answer. "No one kidnaps the Batman. The Batman just happens to be taken to wherever he is needed." He lets that hang for a couple of seconds to let it sink in - "Yes, very much yes."

Jeef_jones @Anyonenearhim.

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At batman's response he just gave him a quizzical look and sort of nodded slowly "ok then...Good for you?" He didn't really know how else to respond to this 'batman' but they seemed a bit of a strange one​

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Alastor

Alastor shook his head as the agents refused to answer his question. He didn’t stop smiling however. His staticky voice began to speak up again.
“No no no! That simply cannot do! Where is your hospitality! You can’t run a proper hotel without one! And where is your smile?”
Alastor held out his hands with his fingers pointed and touched one finger on each side of one of the agents mouths forcing him to smile.
“You’re never dressed until you smile!”
Alastor turned around to see the boy that was asking everyone a question.
“Ding Ding Ding! You hit the nail right on the head! I did in fact wake up here like you! Isn’t this grand?”

Benedict Cucumberpatch Jeef_jones ​

He gave Alastor a strange look "Uh no it isn't grand, it's actually a bit concerning that we were just taken from where we used to be without our consent, are you alright in the head?" he decided that maybe he shouldn't stick around for the answer to that question and decided to check out the other end of the corridor to the rec room already thinking on who he should ally up with since making friends is always a smart decision for the most part and if these people every figured out information about his past self maybe they would still trust him...he scanned the room and decided that the grey fox guy to give him a normal answer seemed pretty decent, so he decided to work on befriending him and possible his friends, he approached the gang "Hey uh that's a pretty cool visor you got on and stuff, reminds me of something I would probably find on my ship" he gave grey a kind smile
Interactions: CocoaMarshmallow PolikShadowbliss Sayo-Nara
nearby: REC room​