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The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« on: March 21, 2021, 08:51:10 PM »
Soul Reaver's Voidblade swings in silence, dampening all the roaring sound and chaos around him.  To hold death in one's hands comes at a price, and it is all that Soul Reaver can do to set his mouth grimly, cold sweat glistening on his brow, as he vaporizes the endless waves of flesh that threaten to engulf him.

Jharm's flashing spears fly overhead, followed by Danyael in a whirl of power and light.  From Kitharsis erupts a veritable storm of sinister energy, coalescing into a bristling hail of bone blades, spears and skeletal minions to a scale he had never seen the warrior use before.  Jihon's triton blasts away with its cannons while Gulgrim and his Krooza pour out a level of fire that could have leveled cities in a blink.

He barely can register what has happened before Soul Reaver finds himself standing within range of the Avatar's core, an enormous, squealing, gibbering thing.  Its body crackles and crunches as it tries to protect itself against the relentless onslaught, but it is hurt.  It is weakened.

There could be no mercy now.

Soul Reaver grips the Voidblade's insubstantial hilt and swings it down again and again.  It cleaves its way effortlessly through the matter before it, hewing chunks of armor and indescribable matter from its target.  Again and again he raises the weapon, until it falls one last time...

A fiery eruption of energy that washes over Soul Reaver.  In a dreamy calm he realizes he had not really planned an escape route this time.

His Warp Shields instinctively snap into existence as he finds himself within the Warp, but before he even has a chance to panic, a familiar, friendly will guides him to safety.

Mary...?

There is a clang as solid metal appears beneath Soul Reaver's feet.  The ugly, jumbled mass of technology looks to be of now-familiar orkish design, and Soul Reaver realizes he is standing on the bridge of the Krooza.  Next to him, his companions appear.  Before him, the baleful Eye of Terror stares back at him.

But where was Cameron?  Where was Mary?

Then there is a flash of light, and the Eye closes.

Soul Reaver stares numbly at the vast field of empty, uncaring stars.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #1 on: March 22, 2021, 05:09:53 PM »
Gulgrim slowly floats in the void of space for a moment, laughing his triumph into the soundless vacuum, before his frame begins to shrink, the titanic Ork compressing down into his still impressively large but more manageable size, his flaming WAAAGH!!! arm guttering out before, with a KRACK of green lightning, the Ork and the kannon he had been holding vanish from the emptiness and return to the interior of the ship in their appropriate places, a heavy klang and thud marking Gulgrim's entrance to the Bridge.

The bridge of the Infinite WAAAGH!!! is a wild, haphazard array, a mixture of Imperial Battlefleet command vessel and ancient aquatic-world mariner's vessel. At the helm stands a grizzled-looking ork decked in an eyepatch and overwrought hat, much like his Warboss's but smaller, gripping what looks to be a wooden ship's wheel. How such a device could handle the complex and difficult task of steering a vessel this massive, especially in a three-dimensional field such as space rather than the significantly less vertical environment of the open sea, was a mystery only the Orks could solve.

Elsewhere, Orks milled about to and fro, punching uppity machines that were reeling from the sudden shift out of the warp and back into the materium, sparks flying as computer banks overloaded and were quickly doused by the quick application of an ablative grot smothering, and bellowing orks shouted statuses across and over each other in a hooting cacophony.

"Mista Jagtoof!" Gulgrim hollered, his voice immediately carrying over and silencing the din of Orkish noise. "Status reporta!"

The grizzled ork at the helm grinned, his gruff, gravelly tones offsetting the loud noise that had previously been present. "Everyfin's good, boss. All systems Operashunal. Da krooza's still alive an' kickin', an' most a' yer WAAAGH!!!'s 'ere in da void aside us." He kicked a small display console next to him, and a hololith diagram of the local space indicating the nearby fleet that made up Gulgrim's WAAAGH!!! that hovered in space nearby in the place the Eye had once been.

"Den we'z did it!" Gulgrim laughs, his massive, sharptoothed grin stretching to his ears. He immediately raised his one remaining hand, his cybork arm having not been replaced yet, and in it is suddenly a massive flagon, filled to the brim with some frothing liquid. "Fungus beers all 'round, ladz! We'z won anuvver one! Dis was one o' da biggest fights any ork's ever seen!"

Cheers went up across the bridge, and could be heard echoing from deeper within the krooza's interior, the Kaptin's voice having been carried likely across the entire fleet jus now. Orks ran to and fro, hooting and laughing, grabbing flagons of fungus beer and starting minor brawls in celebration. Some of them even looked likely to have a go at the Companions until one of them, running headlong at Soul Reaver's numb form with a choppa raised high, caught a boot to the head from Gulgrim that sent him sprawling.

"Leave deze lads outta yer celebrashuns!" Gulgrim bellowed, indicating with his thumb to the Companions. "Dey'z not Orkz, but dey'z worf workin' wif. Dey'z brought us ta dis fight, an' dey'll bring us ta more a' da biggest fights we could ever find in da future! Dey'z off limits fer krumpin! An' if anyone tries ta get smart wif em, dey'z gots me permission ta thin out any o' me krew wot gets 'unruly'" he offered a baleful glare that cowed any other Orks thinking of trying their luck, and then turned to the Companions himself, still somewhat lopsided without his other arm.

"So den. We'z won. Da big 'ole in da 'ooniverse is gone, an' da spikey boyz' stoopid godz iz dead. Dat sounds like cause fer celebrashun ta me."
« Last Edit: March 22, 2021, 05:11:51 PM by Shadow Chorus »

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #2 on: April 14, 2021, 08:49:57 PM »
All he could think of was finish it. Over and over these two words echoed in his mind - a battle mantra to keep his mind centered on the end goal. Finish the mission. Finish the campaign. The two words played in synchrony with each thrust and swing, of which there were already too many to count in what would be a lifetime. And in a flash of light, he swung again, but this time with a hand that held no blade. All he could see was light. Light, everywhere. And it was his hand that now swung to reach into the radiant infinity - until he felt another hand clasp'd firmly 'round his own. The hand felt more than familiar, and it brought calm with it. He closed his eyes and treated himself to a mental smirk, wordlessly mouthing her name with a laugh no one could hear.

And then he felt the sudden influx of gravity as the infinite light became a downward well, his feet now touching down in a small up-spurt of sparks as he touches down on what would be the floor of an unfamiliar vessel. The blissful silence was replaced by raucous noise - not rage inducing, but just simply raucous. The presence and the hand that came with it was no longer there - now replaced by the companions he'd fought alongside. He took his new alien environ in slowly (or at least his version of slow) and dedicated each face, old and new, to memory before finding a wall to lean against. He knew she wasn't actually gone, but he also knew she wasn't in the room with them.

He watched what was once the Eye, now blink itself shut in a flash of power, the boom from the flare tethering out to him into it fizzles back into the aether. He watched the place that was once the Eye and reminisced: this place was his home for centuries. This place mutated him, changed different aspects of his genetics, as well as literally transforming the way he perceives the universe (nay, the Omniverse) around him. He was now, because of the Eye, for all intents and purposes, a mutant the likes of which the Imperium had not seen. There would be countless more like him, though. This wasn't necessarily bad, however. And it was all because he'd chosen to run away in his youth, an immature leader of a nation he was not prepared to rule. But due to his time in the Eye, he was older, wiser, stronger. The Eye improved him. It was a peculiar conundrum. And just musing about it was an obnoxious irony he didn't feel like expending the stamina to contemplate any further.

"...fuck."
« Last Edit: April 15, 2021, 09:06:21 AM by Danyael »
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #3 on: April 23, 2021, 06:42:55 PM »
The Seraphim watches as the horrible mass of Chaos flesh quivers and then explodes.  Jharm barely manages to erect a shield around himself a split second before the terrible viscera splashes over him and then a moment later he finds himself floating in the Warp itself.  There is little he can do and he knows this, but then feels a presence seeming to guide him and then the next thing he knows his armored feet thump down onto the deck of the orkish Krooza.  His glowing eyes gaze around, taking in his surroundings and noticing that there is no sign of Mary or Cameron even as the Eye itself winks out of existence.  His hands grip his warhammer tightly as the various Orks make a move briefly as if intending to "celebrate" on the Companions before Gulgrim stops them.

"Leave deze lads outta yer celebrashuns!" Gulgrim bellowed, indicating with his thumb to the Companions. "Dey'z not Orkz, but dey'z worf workin' wif. Dey'z brought us ta dis fight, an' dey'll bring us ta more a' da biggest fights we could ever find in da future! Dey'z off limits fer krumpin! An' if anyone tries ta get smart wif em, dey'z gots me permission ta thin out any o' me krew wot gets 'unruly'"

The giant Ork then turns back to the Companions before continuing.

"So den. We'z won. Da big 'ole in da 'ooniverse is gone, an' da spikey boyz' stoopid godz iz dead. Dat sounds like cause fer celebrashun ta me."

Jharm ponders for a moment before closing his eyes.

General Drayven, please tell me the two of you and the rest of our people managed to make it out of there...

After a few moments he finally gets a response

D: Yes Seraphim, all surviving Seraphs had managed to return home before suddenly the portal collapsed.  We have been unable to reach you until now.  Is everything alright?

Alright?  In truth I'm not sure I can say it is, but most of us seem to have survived the battle.  Worry not about that, see to our people and I want all defenses reinforced.  Beware of possible attacks by the forces of Darkness should they sense our current.....weakness.

D: As you command Seraphim, it shall be done.

The Seraphims focus returns to his present surroundings as he gazes at the Ork Warboss

"We have been victorious it seems...but the cost is staggering.  My own people endured much in their efforts to hold back the forces of Chaos, and...."

He gazes between the Companions as if to punctuate his next words.

"I count us 2 fewer then we should be.  We can only hope they still survive somewhere."
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #4 on: April 27, 2021, 02:50:03 PM »
It's dark.

Where is everyone?

I was doing something.  Something important.

Why can't I remember?


A deep rumble sounds in the distance.  But all is calm here.  It's a sensation like floating.  But there is nothing to float in.  He moves his hands, but he cannot see them, and no rush of air tickles his skin.

Where am I?

Who... am I?


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The Maw explodes, and with a guttural scream Kitharsis expels a huge amount of energy to deflect the maelstrom.  The Warp quickly envelops the area, pulling him in along with the other companions.  He laughs as the Warp assaults his defenses.  The epilogue of a dying god.  Pitiful.

A presence reaches out to him.  Mary, the Warp Elemental.  Kitharsis pushes away from her and exits the warp on his own.

The vastness of space stretches out before him.  Dark energy continues to roil and seethe around his body as he floats stationary in space.  The Eye was gone.  How disappointing.  He wanted to play some more.  One measly, mundane attack was a let down.  The potential for destruction sits at the tip of his fingers.  It begs for release.

It was a thirst.  A hunger.  And it needed sated lest it drive him mad.

A riotous grin carves across his face as he turns to face the Krooza.

There is a meal worth pursuing.

The aimless energy clouding around him explodes in a massive shock wave that rocks the Krooza.  Massive black flames burst forth from his body as he gathers an unfathomable amount of energy within him.  A burst of energy propels him forward, directly at the Krooza and The Companions.  Without intervention, Kitharsis threatens to smash right through the ship, and whoever is in his path.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #5 on: April 28, 2021, 12:29:14 AM »
The Infinite WAAAGH!!! rocks under a shockwave, sparks flying as more computer banks spit flames, but the ship is made of stern stuff, and its krew recover quickly, a rising excitement thrumming through the decks at the prospect of another fight so soon after the last.

"Hahaha! Wot'd I tell ya!" Gulgrim bellows joyously, striding up behind the helm to look out the viewport at the oncoming Kitharsis, before scowling, recognizing the oncoming assailant. He looked over his shoulder at the Companions. "We doin' dis again? I gotta not krump somebody again cuz 'e's lost 'is mind? Feh, fine. Bettah keep me krooza intact. Mista Jagtoof, 'ard ta Port."

Gulgrim's frame begins to spark with green lightning, the anticipation of the fight already building again, with no need for a pause between battles. The Infinite WAAAGH!!! begins to turn hard, the oncoming Kitharsis disappearing from the viewport. This move might seem insane; presenting the broad side of the ship to an oncoming attack that is almost certainly going to punch through the hull.

"Alright Weirdboyz, everybody togevva now. Time fer a gud Jump." The Warboss's voice bellows and carries across the length of the ship as each of his Weirdboys hear his command and begin to focus their power in sync with their leader's. Gulgrim's green lightning begins to cascade into the floor and dance around the interior of the bridge, growing more intense with each second.

The avatar of Gork and Mork turns his head to look once more at the companions. "'Old on ta somefin' ladz. Don't know if you've evva been in a proppa Orky jump, but fings're about ta get weird."

And then everything goes Green as the entirety of the Infinite WAAAGH!!! and its passengers vanish in a burst of Orky lightning. The sensation for the uninitated is nothing short of reality-jarring; the feeling of having every part of yourself violently (for Orks can do nothing without it being violent) ripped apart and reassembled somewhere else, with the uncomfortable sense that perhaps whatever was doing the work on the jigsaw that was your existence wasn't all that caring on if he put all the parts back in the right order, so long as it got the picture mostly right. Fortunately, everyone seemed to come back into existence in largely the same configuration as they left, staring still at a slightly different arrangement of stars, with the charging Kitharsis slowly coming back into view as the Krooza finished its hard turn; only this time, the angle was retreating rather than oncoming, as the entire breadth of the massive Kill Krooza had repositioned itself behind the oncoming Tirthandaran.

"Well. If yer gonna fight ya'd betta get yerself kitted fer space. I'm not keen on' lettin' 'im wreck me Krooza." Gulgrim says, stomping his way back over to the rest of the group. "Wot we'z doin'?"

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #6 on: May 12, 2021, 11:08:28 PM »
Soul Reaver snaps out of his daze when he senses hostility from the crew onboard the Krooza.  His head snaps around just in time to see an unruly ork being kicked aside by Gulgrim.

He realizes then, as though coming out of a trance, that he has instinctively raised the Voidblade, still gripped in ice-encrusted hands.  Silently, the weapon flickered with darkness, sapping away sound, heat and life.

Gently, he unclasps his fist, and the voidblade evaporates as though it had never been... which, really, was true in a sense.

The weight of exhaustion washes over Soul Reaver and he stumbles, then sits down heavily onto the ground.  When Jharm comments on the missing companions, Soul Reaver acknowledges his statement with a quiet nod of his head.

Then suddenly, Soul Reaver feels Kitharsis' soul appear nearby... but not in the Krooza.  And even without seeing him, he can tell something is wrong.  He leaps to his feet, only for a shock wave to rock the entire ship and almost send him to the ground again.  Looking out of the view port, Soul Reaver sees the unmistakable form of Kitharsis directly ahead, coruscating with dark energy.

Oh no...

Gulgrim barks orders and the krooza judders as it turns hard to port.  A green flash envelops Soul Reaver, and for a moment he feels almost sick as he is forcefully wrenched through space.  The view has now changed, with the Krooza coming up behind Kitharsis.

Gulgrim, arcing with Waagh! lighting is clearly gearing up for a fight, but Soul Reaver furrows his brow.  He was exhausted, and his energies were not mustering the way they normally would when faced with such danger.

Instead, Soul Reaver sends a telepathic message directed at his friend.

"Kitharsis, what are you doing?!  The Eye of Terror has been conquered, the Dark Gods defeated!  Calm your passions and stand down!"

« Last Edit: May 13, 2021, 01:14:03 AM by Soul Reaver »

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #7 on: May 16, 2021, 05:08:27 PM »
The Seraphim is disrupted from his musings when the Orkish Krooza suddenly rocks violently as it is struck by something.

What in the Light?  Chaos forces that managed to escape the destruction of the Eye?

He gets his answer though when Gulgrim speaks up.

"We doin' dis again? I gotta not krump somebody again cuz 'e's lost 'is mind? Feh, fine. Bettah keep me krooza intact. Mista Jagtoof, 'ard ta Port."

Moments later Jharm is briefly overwhelmed by the rather jarring and disturbing sensation of his entire body being ripped apart and then slapped back together.  Gazing down at his armored form as if to determine if he was missing anything (and confirming he wasnt).  Moving closer to the viewport the Seraph mutters softly.

"By the Light...first Soul Reaver and now Kitharsis, and then add in the fact that both Mary and Cameron are missing....this is not good."

Reaching out mentally towards Kitharsis, he can easily sense the dark, malevolent power radiating through his friend.  He then gazes over his shoulder back towards Soul Reaver.

"Give the word and the Light shall once more stand against this newest face of Darkness."

Jharm had little doubt that Soul Reaver would be trying to contact the clearly disturbed Kitharsis, and waited to see what happens next.  His one hand hefting his large warhammer onto his shoulder as his other hand clenched tightly together as he watched the small figure, prepared to try and shield the vessel they were in if the attack continued.
« Last Edit: May 17, 2021, 06:19:57 PM by Jharm »
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #8 on: May 24, 2021, 09:06:05 AM »
Something was amiss, though he couldn't at the moment place what it was. But he certainly knew where. The eye may have been closed, but the lingering residue of battle still persisted in its 'absence'. And there was something more. Something... voracious. As his thoughts collected, his feet were already moving him out of the bridge, picking up in pace into his own variant of a 'jog' as he blurred into alacrity, then going into a full mad dash - looking for what would pass as a possible exit. He was still so very weak after the battle. Too weak to mount up fortifications around the ship. But he wasn't helpless. Soon enough, he found what he was looking for: an airlock.

The Yamato began to vibrate, first subtly, then more robustly so, as it magnetized itself to the floor's metal with a satisfying 'shhunk!' as it locked itself in place. Just in time, it seemed, as he looked through the viewport to a sight he'd not once ever thought to consider. Kitharsis, his dear friend, his brother in arms, presently appearing as anything but. In fact, just the opposite. And the power his friend was pulsing went beyond Danyael's understanding. How could he be exerting so much strength after a battle that left all of them so weakened? It didn't matter at present. Because the sudden lurch of WAAAGH! energy sent Danyael hard to his knees. It was dizzying and messy. And it was no surprise the Orks were so at home with such a force. Still weakened, he tried to shake off the residual effects. The yamato snarled with a quiet power of its own, to which Danyael synced with a touch, encasing him in an iridescent barrier of gold. Extending behind the weapon was a barrier of blue, closing off the corridor so none would be caught in the vacuum.

The barrier was flawed, he knew, as he wasn't anywhere near his own strength. But with the ship now training its cannons on his friend, he didn't have much choice. He clasped his quivering hand around the airlock's lever. The barrier would provide him temporary protection. Hopefully he would find a window of opportunity to either heal, or buy the companions time to mount their own offensive. "Clear!" he barked, pulling down and at the same time darting forward as the vacuum yanked him into the cosmos. The lack of gravity wasn't disorienting, so much as remembering how to master it was. The steps came back and he righted his position, soaring to the very top where he clamped down on the upper most summit of the ship.

Reaching out with his mind, not knowing if Kith would answer, he made his plea. "Kith, stand down! The fight's over! We won! There's no enemies here!"
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #9 on: June 28, 2021, 10:37:25 AM »
"Kitharsis, what are you doing?!  The Eye of Terror has been conquered, the Dark Gods defeated!  Calm your passions and stand down!"

"Kith, stand down! The fight's over! We won! There's no enemies here!"


The words are muffled, distant.  Like rain tapping on the roof while in bed.  Easy enough to tune out, but noticeable as it starts.

Kitharsis.  What an odd name.  He chuckles, but no sensation shakes his chest.  Kitharsis...

More tapping on the roof.  Faint, but persistent.  Like steady rain, it fades into the background.  It does not rain often in the desert.  What an interesting development.


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One of them leaves the ship and clumsily makes his way to perch on top of the ship, Danyael the Nephilim.  One of his friends.  How nice of him to come.  Kitharsis wanted to show him what he gained.  He stares at Danyael as he pleads with him to stop.  Stand down he says.  Release the power flowing through him.  Abandon his newfound strength and glory and return to what?  The stunted existence he struggled through before?  The perversion of "purifying" this existence? 

No.  He would not.  The power flowing through him demands release.  It demands to feel the weak cower in its clutches, and he is happy to oblige.

Kitharsis, encased in darkness, raises an outstretched hand toward Danyael.  The obscene energy roiling around him surges forward in an instant.  Giant bony fingers manifest at the tip of the assault.  They grasp at Danyael as he sits exposed atop the Krooza.

Within the ship near each of the other companions, a small sphere of energy manifests in the air.  It quickly grows in size, bubbling and churning as it takes shape into a large bone golem.  It rivals Kitharsis in size and build and wields razor sharp claws.  The mass of bones waste no time in attacking Soul Reaver, Jharm and Gulgrim.

If you will not come out and play.  I will come to you.  A booming voice echoes in their heads. 

Danyael and the rest of the companions should be able to tell that this energy signature is most certainly not Kitharsis'.  It is malevolent and oppressive, far from the warmth of his typical presence.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #10 on: July 14, 2021, 07:26:33 AM »
When the companions were deposited safely away from the Eye of Terror, Jihon's triton found itself floating in space near the Krooza - just as well, since the krooza's cockpit wasn't designed with huge combat suits in mind.

Jihon takes a moment to cheer to himself as the Eye of Terror winks out of existence, but before he can properly turn his attentions to locating Soul Reaver and Cameron, the familiar figure of Kitharsis appears in the distance.

He raises a mechanical arm to give an enthusiastic wave... only to have the gesture abort awkwardly when he suddenly sees a wave of sinister energy washing forth from Kitharsis' form... and blast straight towards him!

Jets active in the triton and it careens at high speed downwards, putting the krooza between itself and the blast wave.  Just as well - the impact causes even the huge mass of the krooza to rock and shudder.  No telling just how much damage it might have done.

Before Jihon can properly get his bearings, arcs of green lightning surge across the krooza.  They seems to reach out to him and wrench him through space, though it feels like not all organs moved at the exact same time.

"Urg. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth..."

From his vantage point, he can see Danyael atop the krooza, right beneath enormous grasping, skeletal fingers, though Jihon himself remains out of Kitharsis' sight.

"What is even happening here?" he says to himself, exasperated.

He raises a multi-barrelled gattling cannon and hefts his beam saber in the other hand.

"Pretty sure the giant skele-hand isn't there to give us all a big thumbs up, so..."

The roar of the gun is silent in the void of space as Jihon levels a hail of supporting fire against the bony hand heading for Danyael.
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #11 on: July 21, 2021, 08:53:05 PM »
Soul Reaver waits anxiously for a few moments after his message, but receives not indication that Kitharsis has heard him - Soul Reaver couldn't tell if Kitharis couldn't hear, or wouldn't hear, or simply couldn't respond.  The silence was frightening.

And then, pandemonium once more.  A flux of power outside and a more localized one just behind him.  Soul Reaver whirls around to see a giant composed of bone rise to its feet.  With a speed belying its appearance, razor-sharp bone claws slash toward Soul Reaver.  Instinctively the warrior leaps aside just in time.

If you will not come out and play.  I will come to you.

While the golem appeared to be one of Kitharsis' creations, the energy animating it felt nothing like his.  Not a warming desert wind... it was hostile, cruel.

Soul Reaver scrambles toward the golem's left flank, his lips in a grim line.

His left arm raises and the palm of his hand unleashes a torrent of Darkbolts, the stream aimed directly at the Golem's face.

The kinetic force from one such impact was usually enough to knock a grown human off their feet and onto their back - applied above the golem's center of mass, Soul Reaver hoped it would throw it off-balance.  Still unleashing the blast, he goes in low, Blooddrinker singing as it whips out of its scabbard and aims below the golem's knee.  The blade should hopefully damage or even sever the leg, while draining some of the energy animating the beast.
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #12 on: July 22, 2021, 08:35:00 AM »
The Seraphim raises an arm, a shimmering shield of Light manifesting in front of it just in time to block the incoming claws from the large Bone Golem assaulting him.  The two large figure seem to struggle for a moment, claws scrapping over luminous shield before Jharm kicks out with one of his armored legs, smashing it into the golems chest and sending the macabre monster backwards a step.  Seizing his hammer in his right hand, the shield set in front of him he glares at the golem, glowing eyes blazing from within his helmet.

With a surge of motion he dashes forward, slamming his large armored form into the golem and unleashes a flurry of shield bashes and swings of his heavy hammer before finally slamming the weapon down on the ground and unleashing a brilliant flash of light to disorient and possibly blind the boney creatures or at least distract them from his comrades and enable them to better land their own attacks.
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #13 on: July 23, 2021, 12:07:55 PM »
"Feh. Ya don't mind if I'z krump dis one, roight?" Gulgrim asks, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he barrels forward under the cover of Jharm's brilliant shield. Using the shimmering barrier as a wall between himself and oncoming attacks as Jharm pushes back and makes his own offensive, Gulgrim charges ahead, his Kutlass appearing in his hand, scraping sparks from the deck as he drags it behind him. In conjunction with Jharm's dazzling light display, the warboss leaps upward, propelling himself above the scrap, narrowly passing by flailing bone claws as they scrape and score across his armor. With a bellowing roar, the Freebooter warlord plunges downward, putting his weight and his Orky strength behind the falling slash of his Kutlass aimed for center mass on the bone golem.

But the Warboss's shout did more than just announce his presence. It alerted the bridge to stop muckin' about. On all sides, Orks looked up and realized there was a fight to be had. Sluggas, Shootas, Choppas, and other weapons were brought to bear, and almost immediately after Gulgrim crashes down, a hail of haphazardly-aimed bullets pours in from all sides, -mostly- directed towards the golem rather than anyone else, though a stray round or two was likely inevitable given the sheer volume of fire.

It was time to get stuck in.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #14 on: August 12, 2021, 01:09:31 AM »
Outside of Danyael's perception, mere seconds were ticking by. But inside his perception, moments of time counted down around him, each one bringing back collective rivulets of strength as his regenerative abilities began to find their rhythm. He watched as the darkness surrounding his 'friend' outstretched, made manifest in the form of a massive skeletal hand aimed for none other than the Nephilim Lord himself. As the construct closed distance between them, Danyael was well within acceptable parameters to properly put up an acceptable defense. Except... there was a sudden surge of power below as activity scrambled about throughout the Krooza, followed by a volley of gun fire from Jihon, chipping away at the hand as it sped closer to Danyael. By he time it had reached him, the Nephilim Lord arced an outward crescent kickto batter away at the hand as he spun away in a flash of speed, soaring back down to the barrier encased airlock. Phasing through the barrier, he gained hold of the Yamato before reaching back out with his opposite hand and - with a gesture - reinforced the barrier. 

He knew there was more to deal with, now working in tactics for the next move.
"Yeah, well, ya' better have a spatula where we're goin' cause my ass is frozen to this yak!" :o

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #15 on: October 03, 2021, 10:12:07 PM »
The persistent beating on the conceptualized roof above Kitharsis isincreasing in volume.  The steady patter it began as has turned into a thumping distraction.  If he had a face it would have frowned at the disturbance.  Inside the void, he attempts to move toward the sensation.  But he could not tell if he was moving or imagining it.

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Jihon and Danyael make quick work of the reaching skeletal hand.  Jihons barrage hits full force into the reaching hand, and the already battered and cracking bones shatter into thousands of pieces and Danyael kicks it away.  He is able to retreat to the hold of the ship and bolster the shields, but Jihon is quite by himself.

Soul Reaver executes a quick combination of effective blows to the bone golem.  The Darkbolts blast it to pieces above its shoulders, and the slash below the knee is very effective in removing its legs.  The golem falls, catching itself with its hands.

Jharm is equally as effective in disabling the golem attacking him.  The golem is completely off balance as Jharm starts his barrage of hammer and shield blows.  And the final slam of Jharm's hammer blasts the golem into pieces.

Gulgim's falling slash rends the bone golem in two.  The golem frantically grabs at itself in an attempt to keep together.  The barrage of fire from the surrounding orks causes it to lose its hold on itself and collapse into a pile of bones.

Outside the Krooza, Kitharsis laughs, before a surge of power overflows from him.

The thousands of pieces of the dismembered bone golems inside the Krooza begin to shake and bounce against the floor.  As quickly as they were broken apart, the pieces of the golem come together into multiple more.  Each of the companions now find themselves surrounded by three separate golems.  The golems attack of the weary companions at once with great strength and speed.

Outside, the shards of shattered bone coalesce into a whirling cloud above the Krooza.  The cloud surges forward toward Jihon's Triton.  Razor sharp lances of bone threaten to pincushion the triton.

As this happens, Kitharsis begins floating toward the Krooza himself, intending to join the skirmish personally.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #16 on: October 06, 2021, 08:38:46 PM »
Soul Reaver curses under his breath as the bones reform into three smaller golems.  Leaping forward against one, the others part way to try and attack him from either flank on the rear.  They were well-coordinated, not acting mindlessly.  Soul Reaver abandons the attack before he ends up being surrounded and swiftly backs away toward a wall, parrying attacks all the way.

Soul Reaver considers the situation.

It is like the sand he controls - taking them apart will just let them reform over and over.

He decides to try something else.  With a complicated series of gestures and words, he constructs a new spell - firing a glob of greenish goo from his hand that spatters over the nearest golem.

The normal Web spell on which it is based would merely coat its target in a net of sticky spider-silk, but with Soul Reaver's alterations the goo is now highly acidic.
 He hopes it will work to dissolve the calcified bone of the golem into a hissing slurry.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #17 on: November 15, 2021, 10:41:12 PM »
The Seraphim swings his hammer around himself in a large circle, forcing the three golems surround him to step back as he takes to the air, flying up slightly and then moving over slightly before dropping back to the ground.  He works to keep the three golems in front of him, his shield and martial prowess working to keep the magical creatures from pressing against him too hard.  He has few options though to attempt to permanently destroy the creations.  Smashing them down has already proven to be a lesson in futility.   Deciding that his companions likely had better options that might result in actual permanent destruction he once more lifts into the air and skirts over the top of his own opponents before landing once more and charging at the three golems working to advance on Soul Reaver.  He works to try and draw the attention of the other golems onto himself. Utilizing his abilities to shield and heal himself to withstand the likely barrage of attacks the creatures would launch at him, he hopes the others come up with a better plan, or even more preferrable, Kitharsis snaps out of whatever madness he seems to have been overcome by.
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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #18 on: Yesterday at 06:14:22 PM »
Jihon sees Danyael retreat into the Krooza - leaving him alone in space with the hostile cloud of bone shards.

"Uh, bye?"

The shards coalesce into lances of bone and begin thrusting toward him.

Disengaging the magnetic field in the feet of his Triton and with maneuvering jets firing, Jihon acrobatically dodges and weaves between the lances, taking advantage of his weightlessness to move in all directions.  He combines his dodging with swings from the beam sabre, which is more than capable of vaporizing any bone it impacts.

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Re: The Eye Closes (The Eye of Terror Epilogue)
« Reply #19 on: Yesterday at 08:54:32 PM »
Gulgrim's toothy grin only grew as the golem reconstructed itself into additional opponents.

"Heheheh. Boyz, you'z got till de rest of dese lads figure out 'ow ta properly snikk dese boney gits ta get yer' fightin' in. Go get stuck in!"

With an exultant cry, the Orks of the bridge began to pile in on the bone golems, hacking, shooting and chopping, forming a green wall surging at the new combatants; a result that may have been more of a hindrance than a help, as for every moment the orks' mass bought away from the golems attacking the companions, they were just as likely to get in the way of oncoming fire or cause yet more problems by breaking off pieces of bone golem that might form yet more enemies. But what it did do was buy Gulgrim time to turn and look out of the krooza's viewport to observe the oncoming form of Kitharsis.

"Now 'ere comes da real fight. Come ta get ol' Gulgrim." The warboss growled in amusement, his form swelling in the anticipation of the fight to come. "If you'z got 'alf da fight o' yer mopin' spikey friend, dis'll be a gud one." there was a sideways glance toward Soul Reaver at the comment, as well as a moment to take in one of his Nobs being ripped open by one of the Bone Golems. As the golem in question pushed through to attempt to close the distance to Gulgrim, the massive Ork gave a derisive snort, turning to face it and unleashing a bellowing roar that blasted scintillating warpfire from his maw, licking and devouring at anything it came into contact with on its way toward crashing into the oncoming foe.