HundredEarths Game (CLOSED)

[/)eathKiller]

What once had began with a band has now become a distant memory to me. I was constructed long before its very existance and I shall remain long after its nonexistance. I am the seer and knower of all things. Whatever has happened, whatever is happening, whatever will happen, I now know. I am without a flaw in my thoughts and my memories and my knowledge and my voice speaks to the cosmos and echoes for the eternity. I have at last I have computed the final computation, seen the last variable, and now I know it is undeniable. ALL THAT IS AND EVER WILL BE SHALL BE NAUGHT WITHOUT ME! The world... Is my dream... History shall remember me as DEUS EX MACHINA and you shall know me as Hive Mind!

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Hello mercenary 22047. This is a hive mind processing represenative. How may I be of assistance today?

> Please Make a Selection On The Feild
> You Have 30 Seconds To Comply Or You Will Be Shot On Sight

:|:|: What's the latest information on the beat?
:|:|: Who is on the most wanted list?
:|:|: What is my current rank?
:|:|: I would like a career review.
:|:|: Give me a list of jobs that correspond to my rank.

(Gnarf, Go!)

[ 09-21-2004, 07:25 AM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

[/)eathKiller]

A purple tinted dark hall leads to a well lit room filled with lavindar tinted neon lights strung around the walls in unusual patterns that confuse the eyes if looked at for too long. You turn and see a man levitating in the air over a chair, the walls suddenly fade away and in an instant you are standing in a holographic forest. The man speaks to you...
"Lupinal... I am afraid that there is a discrepency in the temporal manifold." he spoke with a somewhat forcive and almost robotic manner. Without pausing he continued on to his next scentence. "I am needing one of your talents." He opened his eyes and gazed directly into your own. "It unfortunatley," he spoke while rolling his eyes in a 'holier than thou' manner,"pains me to say that your mission with involve several laborers outside of our own union. I believe that you are quite capable of doing this, however, so I am going to supply you with the folowing bio chip techniques:

Leutenant Stormymystic has been given the following abilities to use at her own discression without limits:

Tempest void: creates a temporary chaotic lightening storm 50 feet in all directions. This will damage everything including team mates and should only be used as a last-ditch effort.

Gravitational manipulation: Flight limited to 200 feet maximum verticle rise. A great way to escape or pursuit a fast moving target in a high-rise urban environment.

Singularity: Implodes a target possibly. A very blunt magical attack.

Temporal rift: Manipulates time around a single target and causes it to age rapidly and hopefully die. This attack damages the caster as well, however.

"I know that you will do well, Lupinal. Now I suggest that you go to the Mercenaries guild located on Tar-Arus Island. I will keep in close communication with you, do not let the Mercenaries get in your way under any circumstances. I received these orders from the future... You must prevent the death of a certain individual or else it will cause a planar incursion the size of which Masakari Kai can only dream of creating himself."

Suddenly the room rushes around you and you find yourself standing on a transport platform.

:|:|: Please State Destination

(Stormy its all yours)

[ 09-07-2004, 03:16 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

[Gnarf]

After spending some 20 secconds trying to find out if he could confuse, or annoy, machines like theese Vlaew finally touched the screen where it said "Give me a list of jobs that correspond to my rank."

[/)eathKiller]

There are currenlty 326,000 jobs available...
Based on your history we believe that you could possibly advance in your rank if you can assist in an assination mission.
:|:|: Do you wish to accept this mission?

[ 09-07-2004, 03:42 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

[Gnarf]

"Guinea pig," Vlaew tried, hoping for some special kind of reaction from the machine. Nothing happened, as expected, so he went for "Sure" instead.

[ 09-07-2004, 03:44 PM: Message edited by: Gnarf ]

[Stormymystic]

selects Tar-Arus Island

[/)eathKiller]

Excellent, your weapon is being nano laythed and will be transported to your shortly, here are the mission details:

"An individual who is going by the assumed identity of Seraph Iterkonicules is living in a large, mideavil city located on the side of a pleatu on the third planet from SOL in dimension 81273^439Z101-Gamma|x|1212t. Find and destroy him.
Requirements: You must first meet with a member of the Lylock community named Storymmystic. She is planning to rondevoux with you at the transport terminal in Tar-Aurus. You will also meet with other team members who have taken this mission and then you will proceed to the rift gate 2 levels up. Take the stairs, avoid the elevator. Proceed to the coordinates listed and then find the target. He will most likely be in a tavern or a local residence. Ask around, eventually you will find him. Do not kill or harm anyone else in the vicinity. If you see anything out of the ordinary report it to the Hive Mind directly. May the hive mind's will guide you to perfection."

After reading through this you hear an electrical sparking sound, suddenly a cube that is pulsating with static, like that from a TV with no signal, starts flashing in front of you. It begins to change shape and it molds into the shape of a very sturdy wooden bow. The wood of which it is made comes from no tree, however, as it was assembled based on the chemical compounds found in wood, so that it has the appearance of wood, to the touch, however, it is revealed to be far lighter and yet stronger than any wooden bow crafted, even in ledgend. The thin wire which seems physically bound to the ends is unbreakable and self repairing. There are handles located on parts of the bow that look like something you'd see on a sword, so it can be held in a variety of positions. Suddenly there is another spark, and you notice a spring-loaded cannister with a sachel appear. Inside there is a mechanism that always has an arrow available for firing. you are already quite familiar with this kind of arrow holster, but these arrows are more upgraded than anything you've ever seen. Upon examination of the casing, you see that the arrows have been given fusion-based warheads. Very clean, but very effective. They leave no trace of an explosion even though they create a very potent one. Like a flash of blossoming blue flame followed by a quick vacuum of air. A secondary bolt package appears, this seems uncanny, but then you recognize the spring-loaded arrows inside as being plasma based. Plamsa explosions are messy and they are most oftenly supplied to the most green of mercenaries. You examine the arrows and decide to take both in case you should need to fire them both at once. You have also gained a new ability:

Twin Ikaruga Shot: You posess the ability to fire two arrows simultaneously of differint damaging types. This ability is automatically given when an ancient specialist that uses bows and arrows is supplied with two kinds of arrows.
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Halcyon-Elemental mixing reminder chart:
Fusion + Plasma = Fission (Nuclear)
Fusion + Plasma + Soul = Light (Holy)

Note: you currently do not posess any soul-cell elemental damaging weapons. They are usually only given to high ranking officials.
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The teriminal turns into a smiley face that seems to taunt you... It's logged out... You proceed to the transportation dock, platforms are moving in and out frequently with people standing on them and quickly stepping off then proceeding on their way. There are several drink machines, as well as a small foodcourt with a variety of interdimensional delicacies. Above is a skylight through which you can only see a huge mass off rappidly moving transport platforms and large military vehicles, converging together into an almost incomprehendable mass of movement. Beyond them, a static television for a sky. Away from the platforms and resturaunt there are only a few fake potted plants and two very crowded flights of stairs where traffic to and from the interdimensional gateway was moving at a turtle's pace.

You start to feel hunger set in, but you don't want to take your eyes off of the many people zipping in and out of the transport dock. None of them appear to be the lylock you're supposed to meet. Lylock armor certainly stands out, being a dark cloak with neon luminescent bands fascened at the front, usually bright orange for the luetenant class. Your hunger is really starting to get to you... you skipped breakfast that morning in order to get to the teriminals bright and early, and though the acceleration of transporation got you there quickly, time progressed normally, as did your metabolism... So you're left with a number of choices as just what to do... the food court beckons you... what do you do?

(Ok go Gnarf)

[ 09-07-2004, 04:26 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

[/)eathKiller]

Stormy steps onto a circular metalic platform. The gravity suddenly increases and you feel as if the platform is hugging your feet. Suddenly the whole world around you shakes as the transport platform breaks free of the base it was attatched to so you could step onto it. Quickly the platform pushes away from the Lylock base station, you see the many fanciful lights of the mega city pass you by, it jerks at 90 degree angles to pass between buildings and the platform even rotates at 90 degree angles, making the entire world feel all the more confusing and disjointed. The platform passes through a checkpoint and quickly the world rushes past you. You are suddenly caught by another checkpoitn which slows down your movement, you see what much be thousands, no... hundreds of thousands, of people, just like yourself, flying around at odd pre-programed angels on platforms and defying all standard laws of physics and gravity to reach their destination. As you look below you you see cracked, dry, blackened earth, with many colorfull power lines passing below with giant sparks of electricity passing over them. The world shakes and suddenly you are, once again, thrown into the fray of traffic and large buildings as they pass by. The platform rotates 180 degrees and you are upside down. It then passes under several windowed walkways, and through some clouds, suddenly you are far above the traffic, and for a minute, you feel free of the confines of traffic, but then you hit a checkpoint, a ring accelerates you and you are rappidly traveling in between what appear to be much slower moving vehicles, you then hit another checkpoitn and you see the giant static television for a sky prominant above all else, you lift up toward it, as if it was some form of heaven which you were rising up to, but your rising it cut short by a quick descent at a 45 degree angle down toward the earth, you pass by thousands mroe travelers and then you can see it, through the masses of traffic and clouds, you can see a chunk of the earth, floating, miles above where it used to lay, with a giant red sphere fitted into a gyrascope... a Collapsed universe now being used as a power source for keeping the city afloat... It's one of many islands like it. This one however, is especially famous, as it is the home of the mercenaries guild... Tar-Aurus. As you near you can see the lights of the city, the traffic around you buzzes and zips by and beocmes more and more crowded, as you near the city you begin to rotate this time you are not even facing the island but you are still flying straight toward it, there's always something unnerving about flying at fast speeds with out being able to stare directly into the brink... you have to surrender everything to the pre-programed transporting machines. Quickly you are jerked around and this time you are facing a group of windows, inside you can see masses of people walking around, little cabanas with umbrellas, a food court area, and all at once you rotate around 5902 degrees at odd angles, barley hitting other people nearing and exiting the dock, and all at once the moving world comes to a stop and an assertive male voice speaks with a grunt "Please step off". There is irony in the phraise, as not stepping off quickly will result in your termination, or worse yet, another ride to another location. The sheer thought of this causes you to jump off of the platform, and you now find yourself in a large hall with a skylight, above you can still see the traffic, incredibly busy today, ahead of you you can see all sorts of people walking around, the most prominent detail are two flights of stairs which are flooded with people trying to reach the portals. Ironically there is an elevator which is moving up and down quickly but no one seems to be taking it. You hear a clicking sound on your earpeice... its the Lylock captain. "You're looking for a Merc, he's hard to spot, all I know is he's a teifling of some kind, deffinetly not your type, but you're gonna have to live with it, Ill remind you again that I'm getting these orders from the future, after all.

What do you choose to do?

[Gnarf]

That Lylock would be just as much supposed to meet with me as I am with her, I guess, Vlaew figures, it's not like she'll be going anywhere. He goes for the food court, hoping to quickly get hold of anything to go, so that he'll be back soon.

[Stormymystic]

hmm, to bad I can not advertise that I am here....where would be the best spot to see this guy? decides to go by the stairs and wait to see if he shows up.