"We are under attack from my siblings as my mother is no longer extending her protection to me." Basil repeats, verbatim, running back to the grounds. He visualizes the expanse of his home, of his 'Palace'. Tentacles snag protein rations and water rations.
It was once a great, multi-room structure, edged with great columns, many meters thick. They supported arches of black elemental silicates, twisted and grown from seed crystals into single pieces using skilled matter manipulation. The material, an artificial onyx, shimmers and shines beneath the faint light emitted by the vines. It was taken as a trophy by the Blighted Glass, in ages past, and left to rot and fall apart beneath the organic strain of her material form. It is naught but scattered ruins now, gilded with silver vines and buried beneath brown-red moss. Off to one side are three modular rooms, ripped from a variety of Voidbourne vessels. Two habitation suites and a kitchen.
Basil focuses his mind outward once more, to gauge the Willpowers that seek him. He struggles to maintain calm. The hungry pack circles. The jaws snap. Drool drips. His pulse, simulated as it is, pounds in his body.
Then stops. An execution stayed.
This must have been a warni-- Basil trots, back and forth, hesitating.
Until it washes over him. A wave of Willpower that sweeps him back under the torrents of fear. It sends his processes spiraling back into a panic.
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Young Brother.Pools of black ink and eyes bubble forth from the moss. They stare, unblinking into the misty skies of the Palace. Then snap with a swivel on to Basil. A seven fingered, clawed hand emerges from the center of the palace. It rips through the the ground below, connected to a sinewy, rotten arm. It drags a body, bigger than the palace, from the riven, still earth. Its eruption sends onyx pillars flying into the ivy walls. Bright, nearly clear, white fires sputter to life above the pools, pouring out acrid smoke and billowing heat.
A head emerges, crowned with thorns. A masked face twitches, an eye ripping through the mask to stare at Basil. It needs no mouth to smile. There is no gnashing of teeth. There is no need for such dramatics.
Little Brother. Come hither.[
15] vs [
29]
Basil takes a step forward, towards the fire, towards the massive figure ripping through the ground of his Palace.
Sloan is screaming. Basil is screaming, but he lifts another foot.
Greet your Brother.[
24] vs [
39]
And another. A clawed hand reaches out.
[
39] vs [
21]
The Eldest's attention on Basil falters, just for a moment, but Basil, with terror fueling his will, rips himself free of its' voice. Still screaming, a Barker with the voice of a human, he begins to run, pulling himself away with every simulated tendon and every muscle he can construct.
It says nothing more, contenting itself with a laugh that chases Basil down the hallways. Malignant, hungry. Cruel. Old. The ground shudders beneath it as it continues to wrench itself free for the pursuit.
I choose run. Basil opines, panting.
Basil the Scholar of V̵̖̉õ̶̼͠i̷͇̖͒d̷̨̈́ͅ
Terran Time: 43302/01/05 02:40
Personal Time: 1 year, 3 day, ~6hr,
Active Dust: 4 × 10
13 corpuscles
Nexus (
Heart) Stability: Flawless
Nexus (
Mind) Stability: 95%
Active Processes:
- 60% CUSTOM:ID:PANIC
- 30% CUSTOM:ID:RUN
- 10% Quantum Networking
- ̶͕͖̣̗̗͈̏∞̴̠̣̺͔̬̼̍̍̉̂̀̅̄̌̓͠͝% ERROR:DATA CORRUPTION
Willpower Level: 3(d10)
Perks:
ScholarVoid Freedom
- The Galaxy beckons. New knowledge and interesting experiences await.
Knowledge
- The Behavior of the Third Children
- Seedships
- The Truth of the Ancient Twins, Earth and Mars
Strength
- Killing the Blighted Glass
- Mastering Your Skills
- Learn to Veil your Power.
Max Willpower Range: 10m
Ḙ̵̛̬̺̤͍̼̬̣̊̐̈̋́̏̔̊̑̃̊̚̚͜͠͠͠n̶̗͔̯͕̮͗̑ͅd̸̡̨̯̯̰̜͚͈̼͖͔͎͍̺͒͛̽̅͋̀̀̓͗̎̅̓͛͆͠͝l̴̟̺̳̍́͌͂̀͂̀́̎́̓͘͠e̸̦͈̋̔̃̂̒̃͝ş̸̗̯̘̣̻̪̠̗̤͑̎̓͛͗͝s̵̛̛͙̟͔͈͉̫̍̊̈̓͋̈̿̀̈́̍̚͠ ̷̳̣͉̯̗̣͓̼̠̠̆̃̑͌̚͝V̷̢̫̙͖̘̾́͗̿͒̾o̶͓̞̐͆̅̀̀̈́̿̿̚i̴̛̟͛̈͊͒̄̉͋̓̇̄͘͝͝͝d̵͕̜̬̜̠̝͇̈̂͂̂:
Instinctive (NULL)Brawling:
Amateur(800/1000)Ranged:
Inept(50/100) Meditation.:
Instinctive (NULL)Mimicry.:
Instinctive (NULL)-
Arsenal of Agony.:
Instinctive (NULL)-
The First Mask:
Trained (2835/3000)-
The Second Mask:
Dabbler (492/500)-
The Third Mask:
Dabbler (492/500)-
The Fourth Mask:
Novice (800/1000)-
The Fifth Mask:
Dabbler (456/500)-
Healing Factor:
Instinctive (NULL)Control:
Instinctive (NULL)-
Voice of the King:
Dabbler (402/500)Amalgamation:
Dabbler (402/500) Synthesis :
Dabbler (402/500)Rot:
Dabbler(456/500) Instant Quantum Networking :
Instinctive (NULL)Divine Conscious:
Dabbler (393/500) Unified Field Manipulation :
Dabbler (393/500)-
Gravity:
Dabbler (393/500)-
Matter Manipulation:
Dabbler (393/500)-
Fission:
Dabbler (393/500)-
Fusion:
Dabbler (393/500)-
Energy Manipulation:
Novice (847/1000)Upper Body:
SloanUpper Body:
RationsRight Wrist, Only Right Arm:
A gold bracer tablet.The Devoured Sun- A Plague Entity. Brought about the Galaxy's First Night.
- Hereditary grandparent of Basil
- Deceased(?)
The Blighted Glass- A Plague Entity of immense power.
- Hereditary parent of Basil
- Contactable through Quantum Networking.
Sloan
- Homo Fundamentum Female
- Basil saved her life. (++Opinion)
- Contactable through Verbal Communication.
- The thought of harming Basil causes her immense fear and disgust.
- If she harms Basil, she will be infected by a Targeted Rot.
The Herald of Stinging Ivy- Plague Herald Null
- Basil's Chief Temple Administrator.
- Contactable through Quantum Networking.
- Responsible for the upkeep of Basil's Temple Complex, the ordering of lesser Plague Servants, and the protection of the grounds.
The Perversion.- A Plague Drudge
- One of Basil's Lictors.
- Contactable through Quantum Networking.
- Dedicated to the protection of Basil.
[A las-pistol/rifle]
A cheap, hydrogen battery laser pistol/rifle.- Small Hydrogen Battery
- Large Hydrogen Battery
- Laser Focusing System
- High-Accuracy Laser Focusing System
- Micro-Reactor
- Plastic Case
[A small hydrogen reactor]
A household hydrogen reactor, capable of outputting 35000 watts with only water as input.- Large Hydrogen Battery
- Hydrogen Reactor (Small, Household))
- Fuses
- Plastic Case
[A Microreactor]
A tiny microreactor from a las-gun, using energy stored within Hydrogen Batteries to produce light.- Hydrogen Reactor (Micro))
- Fuses
- Plastic Case
[A cheap space suit]
A thin, cheap space suit.- Oxygen Tank
- Emergency Sodium Chlorate Heater
- Carbon Scrubbers
- Micro-Medicine Array
- Small Tablet Screen
- Carbon Fiber Cloth
- Water Reclamation System
[A small engine]
A small thruster- Liquid Hydrogen Tank
- Small Scale Reactor Piping
- Rocket Nozzles
- Engine Moderation Software
[Uni Ľubomíra]
A young man. Born on a dusty mining world. Became an Auxiliary Pirate Marine Lance Corporal. Died to Plague Infection on 43301/10/01.- Brawling: Amateur
- Shooting: Inept
- Mining: Apprentice
[Plague Ivy]
A multipurpose vascular, manipulation and motile system.
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