Trans Terminus Homo
???; A few minutes before the breach
Magnus checked his equipment for a last time, everything, he already wore the full plate armor, only the helmet still lied before him. After checking on his rifle he stomped on the ground with his front hooves. He knew that maybe Mireille wouldn't be in the prison but if she was then he would find her, find and rescue. "Lost in thoughts again little one?" A hologram emerged from the dagger he carried "Oh, you know I'm not the little one anymore." He turned around to see the hologram, it was Mireille... or at least how he last saw her. "Please don't worry, I will find you." "Aww thanks, I never doubted that." With that the hologram disappeared into thin air. "You never did... but what about me?..." No I must not think of this now! With that he took the helmet and put it on his head, his field of vision suddenly decreased by a lot has the heavy steel helmet lowered onto his head. He took his rifle and put it onto his back, ready to be drawn in an instant. He then took the bag full of external Golem cores and put it on his horsebag. Lastly Magnus took the Naginata and walked to the breacher "I'm ready."
The Immortal Prison; A few seconds after the breach
Magnus ran through the breach, his weapon raised. As he got to the other side he already knew that there would be no turning back. He knew that the same thing would happen on 7 other locations, he didn't know exactly how many members of the cult entered the prison now but he knew that they would, all for different reasons, but united in the common goal to fee all prisoners. "I will find you!"
Hope this is what you wanted, else I can edit of course
edited 3rd Nov '15 2:04:30 PM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Shortly before the breach
Rowan lied on his back and stared at the wall. This practice had been boring for the first few minutes, and after nearly 100 years of it... Well, it was enough to drive a guy mad. It was a miracle Rowan had stayed sane this long. Or maybe he hadn't? He wasn't sure anymore. Whatever the case was, he was booooored.
He decided to stare at the only other notable thing in the room instead. The datapad that was bolted to the wall. (This was to prevent him from shattering it to pieces and using the glass as a shiv. Those Servants were thorough, weren't they?) He'd already read all the data on it a couple times over, though.
Interesting what things develop in a few hundred years. Feh. Too bad you weren't around to see it, Kat...
He laughs out loud, a mad grin forming and fading in a matter of seconds on his face.
I'm pathetic.
Post Breakout
Rowan dimly sensed a flux somewhere in the prison, but couldn't pinpoint it. Inhibitor shackles were annoying like that.
Doesn't have anything to do with me, anyway... ?
.... And then his door was unlocked.
Did they finally get careless...? Or is this a trap?... Oh well. Might as well go check.. I haven't got anything to lose, anyway...
He edged out the door. Upon seeing the few prisoners in his area of the prison fleeing, he knew this wasn't just some trap. He grinned. It was a twisted, sardonic thing.
Heh. Immortal Prison, huh?
He broke into a run, following the herd for the present. Unfortunately, it seemed his collar and shackles were still functioning. Probably had something to do with being self contained, not connecting to the systems that had been disabled.
What a shame. Ah, well. Not like I'm going to need my powers yet..
off the shits
Cynthia's cell - Minutes before the breach...
The cell was dark, it had a single bed opposite to the door and a toilet and sink beside those. The rest of the room covered in a variety of strange arcane diagrams, runes, formula and similar. None of it was actively magical, simply unusual conceptualization built up over the months, years, it wasn't clear how long she had been there.A young human woman laid upon the bed. She had laid there for the last five to six hours, musing about vivid yet long passed memories. Her dark hair obscured her face. The only sound in the whole cell was the ticking of the pocket watch.
The Immortal Prison; A few seconds after the breach...
Before the announcement was sent. Cynthia opened her eyes and sat up quickly; moving her hair down behind her back. She felt a strange change in magic as the cell door unlocked. Gracefully she walked towards the door as the announcement was made. "Sealing dimensional walls? Well this must have been a surprise for both sides." she thought to herself as she opened the door. Looking out at the disabled cell block and going to explore what was going on.
edited 3rd Nov '15 7:03:27 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
The Wildest of Ronins
JANOS's Cell Before Disruption
An ever shifting mass of liquid silver writhed and morphed within the confines of an electromagnetic bubble suspended far away from anything solid or tangible. Occasionally the liquid metallic mass would briefly form into recognizable shapes, from that of actual people, to various insects scaled up to disturbing sizes. Other times the mass would split apart entirely revealing the glowing golden core of the nano-mechanical being, before crashing back together into a formless lump. Every now and then the nanite colony cried out in annoyance and boredom, and on even rarer occasions, it would assume one of its two human forms and simply cry.
JANOS's Cell After Disruption
A loud splat echoed throughout the now quiet chamber as the EM field generators fell silent after the disruption surged through the prison. The scattered mass of liquid metal gathered back together forming into the shape of a young woman in a lab coat. Her skin rippled and writhed, briefly turning her into a young man in a lab coat, before losing humanoid form entirely as it threw itself at one of the EM field generators. In a few minutes all that remained was the formless mass of shimmering liquid metal.
With the structure of the device now permanently memorized, JANOS surged towards the door of its cell, boring a hole just wide enough to accommodate their core as it escaped from the cell entirely. They then formed into a roughly human sized metallic spider and started skittering about to examine its more immediate surroundings. Childish giggles accompanied their movements.
Click Click Boom Boom
Mike Jones
Pre-Breakout
76...75...74...
Leon counted in his head as he did yet another set of push ups. It was how he killed a lot of his time these days. After a few months, he'd feared that being cooped up in that cell 24/7 would drive him crazy. But it didn't. Part of it was that he did get visits. From his mom, mostly. She came most every day, and it kept him sane. She brough him books, mostly. He remembered the visit from earlier that day.
''"Don't worry, Leo. I've got a secret weapon." She told him from the other end of the glass screen. A woman in perhaps her early forties, she was fairly pretty even as her hair was beginning to grey. "Another lawyer?" Leo asked, raising an eyebrow. They couldn't even get a second trial, so he wasn't sure what a new lawyer was going to do. He wasn't sure he wanted her to waste her money on it. "I'll be out soon. They just want to see my power develop?" "They said that last month too. That's how governments work." Alice said to her son. "Mom, don't bake another hammer into a cake." Leon said. That incident would have ended their visits had it not been for the fact that a hammer would be nearly useless for escape from this prison. "Don't worry. I'm working within the system. Just sit tight, and you'll be free soon."''
Leon finished his set, sitting on his bed. It was fairly nice, as far as prison cells went. He was in low security, and behaved fairly well himself, so he was offered a few more luxuries than the others. He had a bookshelf, on which he put books his mother had gotten him. His bed was in a corner facing it, and his top hung from the wall of the shower stall he had gotten, leaving his toned chest bare. He checked his bicep, the stylized black dragon tattoo spiralling around it. It had gotten thicker since he had been in there.
On a whim, Leon got up and went to the door of his cell. Every once in a while, he'd make a token effort to open it. He knew it wasn't possible, but just the brief glimmer of hope was nice sometimes. As he placed his hand on the door, he yanked...
Post Breakout
...And pulled it open. Sirens blared, and he jumped back, worried that he had accidentally torn the door open. But then he saw the other low-sec prisoners rush pass. A prison break?! His feet seemed to move on their own as he slowly stepped into the hallway. A stampede of prisoners ran by him. He looked down the hall, and saw another human girl. Like him, she was taking a slower pace. He felt a bit self-conscious. Then again, now wasn't the time to be shy.
"You." Leon said. He twirled one of his black locks in one finger. His other hand was held out, palm open, to show he held no weapon. "The guards are going to come any minute." He said to Cynthia. "What say you that we stick together, watch each other's backs? I'm Leon.
He wasn't normally this outgoing, but he didn't have a lot of time to form alliances. Nonetheless, he probably looked intimidating. He was tall, and because he wasn't wearing a shirt, he was clearly very muscular. On the other hand, around his neck was a inhibitory collar. But on yet another, the LE Ds that normally lit the collar up were off. It seemed that this model had gone off with the rest of the security system.
The Immortal Prison
Cynthia stops walking and turns her head to see the voice behind her. Her jade green eyes softly landing and locking upon Leon's. A brief moment before a smile and a nod is given. "Let us hurry then Leon, we don't want to be here when they strike." She says turning her head back and continuing to gracefully walk behind the stampede of prisoners. Calling back to Leon "Also my name is Cynhtia." she says, oddly calm about the situation. "After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Dark Eye
Deep in the halls of the prison, pre-break-out
Alby walked the halls, quite a way into the prison. He wasn't technically meant to be here as he worked for the Servants rather than with them, but he was allowed as he'd brought enough prisoners in. Those who were allowed to look out of their cells would see him, which was kind of the point, as he was looking for anybody familiar. He was trying to find any clue in his investigations but this was a futile effort; nothing would come of just looking at monsters. It had become strangely zen to him though, seeing that enough of those who deserved it were kept away. Of course, there were some more ambiguous prisoners but that was the price they regrettably paid. He moved deeper in, reaching a more secluded corridor without any cells... and then it happened.
Deeper in the halls of the prison, post-break-out
Suddenly, chaos broke out. It was pretty clear what had happened, although who knew how Eldon had done it. Alby took a deep breath and focused on his sunburn, sending his healing into overdrive. Light started to disappear, tendrils of darkness shooting out from his skin and weaving together into a tenebrous cloud. Within seconds, the bounty hunter was submerged in a cloud of black. While he could see out due to his glasses, nobody else could see in. Thus disguised, Alby started to sneak through the halls, trying to make his way back to the Servant Nexus.
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison
Magnus looked around, he could see some prisoners running on the corridor. He took out 3 of his Golem cores out of his back. He placed them on the ground, after that he took his Naginata, Kyōfū, after a bit of concentrating its blade started glowing in a white light, he drew a rune in the air with the weapon in the same way someone would draw a rune on paper with a pen. In an outer circle you could see a stylised knight on horseback. "I call out on you, for you shall follow my every command; Shock Formation - RISE." With that he slammed the weapon on the ground, moments after that the cores started absorbing matter from the surroundings. A few seconds later the three cores formed the mass into three vaguely human shaped knights on horseback - with the core at the center where the human would have its heart. All of them were armed with a lance and a small kite shield. They walked behind him, silently waiting for him to move or order them. As the last Golem was behind him Magnus started to walk towards the corridor, the Golems follwing him. As he got out on the corridor he started to walk in the opposite direction of the prisoners, hopefully in the direction of the center.
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Immortal Prison
Rowan followed the crowd for a while until he got to the lower security wards. There, he dropped behind and looked around.
Come to think of it, this prison is massive... Those guys wouldn't have any way of knowing where they were going... Tch, they changed the layout from when I got brought in, too. Can't rely on my memory..
He reaches out his senses as much as his shackles will allow, trying to get a feel on the magic signatures in the surrounding areas.
Something over there....
off the shits
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison
There were still prisoners that passed Magnus. He passed a prisoner that was walking unusually slow, one could even say calm. She was followed by a fairly strong looking male "Hold it. Do you know where I can come to the center? Also do you need a weapon?"
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
Cell Zero of The Breakout Pulse, 63rd Hall of Mask Breakers
Having been calmly meditating, the recent female Eldon prisoner finally stands up. Stretching out her arms and curving her back, she wordlessly looks towards her cell door. Playful smile on her face, she hold her hands behind her back as she walks up to it- And then move through the wall, it dissolving in her way. Looking all around her, she spreads her arms wide with a flourish. The door for every cell in the sector fall forward, and after a brief peek the majority of the prisoners then make a run for it. However, three quickly approach her.
"Certainly marvelous, an anti-magic wave without Wild Magic shards..." The one who spoke and thus the one closest to her, is a glasses wearing woman in what resembles a black labcoat. Branded on her face is a symbol alien to any Earth culture, her hair pulled back to proudly display it.
"Impossible my fair woman, Eldon would need centuries to construct such a powerful Homunculus. Now, if they could somehow strengthen the Gift of Zero Degree I could believe this." That time a grey skinned man spoke, body toned with an exposed chest covered in runic drawings of the Goddess Hel. His arms crossing and a hand going to his slightly rotten chin, the third finally speaks.
"I've actually heard of a serum made by the Servants that can dramatically boost abilities. In fact, I've fought the infamous Diablo Girl who apparently is the prototype. So, perhaps Eldon found a Zero Degree bloodline to use it on?" The supernaturally calm eyes of this speaker lazily looks over their savior, the rest of their white carapaced body unnaturally still.
Their savior, however, just wordlessly nods rather excitedly at the carapaced being. The branded woman and the runed man giving each other glances, the woman decides to speak up. "Well, that certainly must be an interesting tale. So girl, is there an actual plan or is Eldon expecting us to frail about? If the Servants will pardon The Corpse Digger, then I should just stay if there's no objective."
The facilitator of the breakout almost whimsically swinging in place, she opens her mouth- And the three tremble in place, staggering as if suddenly attacked before regaining their stance. The runed man then offers the young woman a smile, taking her hand and giving a gentlemanly kiss before pulling back. "I, Andreus Nero, the creator of the new Goddess Hel... I like your style young one. Shall we be off then?"
With that, the four look towards north-northwest, and the girl simply dissolves a path through. Yet as the three follower her, the carapaced life speaks softly. "Rök... They are ambitious, that is certain."
If you guys are expecting me to throw you an action bone, please say so. Otherwise, I'm expecting you to design your own encounters. These relatively small posts have me a little worried, so... This.
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
Mike Jones
Leon followed Cynthia through the seemingly unending halls. They were in a bit of a hurry to get out before the guards showed. He was a bit taken aback by how trusting she was. But then, he supposed they were all on the same side. In a perfect world, all of the prisoners would be sticking together. Still, he was happy he was with someone who seemed to know where they were going.
Wait, where was Cynthia going?
"You know how to get out?" He asked Cynthia. Just then, they were approached by a figure in full plate with an assault rifle. Leon barely thought about it as he stepped forward, putting himself between the man and his companion. He really wished he could still use his sword. But the inhibitor collar stopped him from conjuring it. So he dropped into a fighting stance. He knew he was outgunned. But if he was going to go down, he was going to go down fighting.
He nearly passed out with relief when Magnus spoke. It didn't look like it would come to that.
"No idea. And no. This collar stops me from..." He tugged at the collar, and it came off easily. He stared at it for a few seconds, then checked it over his shoulder. "I'm armed, yeah. Mind telling me who you are? Last I checked, they don't usually give us platemail and assault weapons."
The Immortal Prison - Hallways
Cynthia looked upon the Centaur with some minor curiosity. Though before anything was said her companion stepping in the way to her surprise. In her mind it was almost amusing they would step in the way of a immortal, on the other hand he didn't know.As the two spoke she looked down at her own body and lack of armaments. Returning to the conversation; "Though now you mention it, I do seem to be lacking any weapons." she says quirking her head slightly looking at the Centuar and sidestepping Leon.
"For the center I will assume its that way." She gestures to the open doors left by the horde of prisoners that was here previously. Looks to Leon with a smile. "Yes it would be nice to handle introductions before we actually fall under attack." Seemingly completely calm in the face of the plated Centaur.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison
Magnus heaved the helmet of his head, putting the rifle back on his back to his Naginata. He bowed his head "Of course, I'm sorry, I'm Magnus member of The Cult of Eldon, I'm here to save as many prisoners as possible." Though most of all you Mireille As he heard the woman speak he looked at one of his Golems "Your sword, give it to her." The Knightly Golem immediately took out his sword, walked over to the woman and held it for her to take. "I'm sorry I know its not the best, but its better than nothing. But I maybe could escort you for now, since I don't know where I will find the one I want to rescue every direction is as good as the others for now. Maybe we come by an Armory."
edited 5th Nov '15 1:07:48 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison - Hallways
Cynthia looked the sword up and down, initially running her finger down it leisurely before taking it from the Golem. It was certainly heavier than she was used to, though that wasn't saying much. Taking a second to fully examine the sword before looking at Magnus.
"Thank you, my name is Cynthia it is a pleasure to meet you." She says giving a polite bow, while musing for a second. "If the Cult of Eldon is involved that certainly does explain the odd changes in magic I felt just before this started." She says giving a nod while improvising a holster to hold the sword.
Turning to her side and giving a warm smile to Leon. "What would your thoughts on this be?" She says while clearly already thoughts herself.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, Hallways
Magnus looked at the woman again, she didn't really look all that special for all he could tell and yet she somehow seemed different, though he couldn't really point at it after a moment of silence he spoke to her "I'm sorry if I offend you by being so direct Cynthia, but I just wanted to know why you are here. I'm sorry but I'm no murderer, and I don't want to support murderers. Despite everything that'S said about the Cult, some of us including me have genuinly sincere motives, sorry again if that offends you." He bowed his head again, Magnus knew that no matter what she said he would have to trust her on it.
edited 5th Nov '15 12:39:15 PM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Immortal Prison, ???
Rowan heard a skittering noise and turned.
?
The noise seemed to be coming from... Is that a giant mechanical spider?
...
I can't say that's the most unusual thing I've ever seen.
He shrugged and continued walking; trying to find the source of the magic signature he'd encountered before. It was dim, and he could only vaguely tell what direction it was coming from, but he eventually spotted the patch of darkness Alby had hidden himself in.
What is that..?
edited 5th Nov '15 12:30:54 PM by Daydre
off the shits
Dark Eye
Immortal Prison
Alby continued stalking the halls, attempting to work his way through the prison's halls, but he was so far in he'd made little progress. His cloud of shadow covered him, his glasses allowing him to see out, but that didn't exactly offer protection. As he walked, he ventured too close to the nogitsune, unaware of Rowan's senses. It was too late to turn and flee now, so the easier options ran through his head.Alby took the Infinite Chain out of his pocket. It was just two links when he grabbed it but it grew in his hand, growing to about half a meter. He held it ready but he wasn't aiming to fight; these corridors were too small and cramped and prisoners would be everywhere now.
"Who goes there?"
Alby attempted to be vaguely intimidating; a voice booming from the shadows. He stayed within his darkness, as it was worth staying secretive until he got to a point where he could actually fight the breakout.
Mike Jones
Leon pursed his lips. Magnus was right. Leon may well have been working with a murderer. He had no means of knowing if he was going to help a serial rapist escape. Then again...Could he afford to pick and choose? Did he really want to leave the prison if it meant leaving his soul behind?
But the thought did not escape him that even if Cynthia, or anyone else he allied with, said they were framed or something, they could just be lying. So ultimately, the point was moot. If she said she was innocent, he had no way of knowing if she was telling the truth. If she was guilty of some heinous act, then she'd have no reason to.
Still, her answer might shed some light on her character. And that gave Leon an idea.
"Who are the Cult of Eldon?" Leon asked. He was aware of them, but he wanted Magnus' take on them. According to the Servants, they were the devil in disguise, but he assumed they were a bit biased. "And...You wouldn't happen to have a spare shirt, would you?" Leon was still bare chested, and while he wasn't easy on the eyes, he felt a bit exposed.
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, Hallways
"Much to my shame, I can't give you an answer on that, I'm sorry" Magnus shook his head "We're only loosely organised, and as much as I would like to say otherwise, I have to acknowledge the fact that 'Devil in Disguise' as you called it isn't so far off with some members, I would like to get rid of them but alas that's not possible, though at our core we want to topple the Masquerade. I can't and won't blame you if you don't believe me. I know that some Eldons have done things nobody should be proud of." He shook his head in open distaste. "And sadly I don't have a spare."
edited 5th Nov '15 1:57:21 PM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Immortal Prison, Hallways
Cynthia smirked talking a step forward towards Magnus once a brief pause in the talk had occurred. "This is the great conundrum. If I lie or tell the truth, who is to know?" She says with a confident voice before dying down to her calm stance and taking a second.
"Though I cant actually tell you all the details I would like. I was mostly a wanderer carrying the cursed of my past. I have never meant to kill a man but I indeed have." She says solemnly giving a bow before returning to her position. Seemingly only a mild bit of remorse in her words but some respect in them still.
edited 5th Nov '15 2:28:20 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Trans Terminus Homo
The Immortal Prison, Hallways
"Then this shall be enough for me." Magnus said, bowing his head "I will trust you, if I will regret this only the future can tell. I don't need to know the details if this pains you." He looked around, finally the stream of prisoners seemed to thin out. "Do you know anything about the layout of this place? We couldn't really get our hands on many details from the outside."
edited 6th Nov '15 4:50:56 AM by Sergey_Smirnov
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
To the ears of Magnus, Cynthia, and Leon increasingly loud footsteps echo their way. Behind them is a darker skinned woman, scaled horns sprouting from her head with a long black tail whipping behind her. Dressed in what was a full body metal straightjacket, it has broken open to reveal a black leotard. Horrid smoke leaking out from her snarling face, her draconic eyes looks between the three of them.
"Ey, the three of you bastards..." The woman flexing her hands, her pupils shrinking into slits, she continues with a cooler yet more vicious voice. "I'm a proud Lilin Half-Dragon, see? So I've got strict classifications for what counts as evil. So, sensing a thought that insulted me, ya prudish freaks'll need to tell me what ya thinks evil. I'll gradually kill all three of you if I don't get my answer."
Her fingers drawing blood from her own hands whilst blood also spills from her bottom lip, the Lilin half-dragon continues to intensely stare. "Free feel to call me Lucas Wyrm by the way, more fun if you know your killer's name."
Outside of the cells and their sectors, the pathways in between looked all the same. Quite frankly if you didn't know where to go it was easy to get lost. Thus with over ten thousand individuals running around right now, it really wasn't that surprising there weren't huge clusters once people started spreading out.
Still, they stood just so that they could see some kind of mechanical entity as well as a fox creature approaching a mass of darkness. The green, feminine plant half spoke. "What do you think? We could try getting the magicless golem to work with us." The bulbous, armored right half then replied. "I think I can feel a Gift coming from that darkness. If its Umbra Healing we could finally try separating ourselves."
The halved plant woman 'hmph' in annoyance, she lets out melodious words. "~If they don't notice us/ Then we could/ Force the machine... To aid us~" The right side's mass bulging slightly, it scoffs. "Fine, let us wait then."
"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
What Was The Seventeenth Low Security Ward
Cynthia shakes her head regretfully, her offhand moving her hair behind her again. "I am afraid not. I can feel odd magical disturbances, though this may just be lingering feelings of the security wards releasing." She pauses her eyes locked at the horizon in thought.
"What can you tell me about the one you are searching for? Any details might help." She says curiously and patiently.
Edit and continue: Cynthia turns to face the half dragon with a smirk. She looks over at Magnus and Leon with a curiosity of how they would react, herself keeping a calm expression at this strange individual.
edited 5th Nov '15 2:48:50 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Throughout the halls a thunderous roar rattles them, people losing their balance and objects falling out of place. Within the complex is the source of the roar, a gigantic nightsky-like behemoth. If one listens closely, they could hear eternal soft weeping coming from each 'star' on the creature's skin. To those watching it, a look of disgust touch their face.
"Goddamned monstrosity, doesn't it even know when to give up?" The owner of that voice is an almost literally fiery woman, licks of flame desperately trying to escape her armor. Conjuring in her right hand fire forged into a sword, she points it at the beast with a sneer.
"Now now Inferus, we all wish for the Anti-Soul Behemoth to be slaughtered. However, wasting your energy attacking it now wouldn't do any good. Until we can cast it away, this is all we can do." To the left of Inferus is a seemingly young girl casually sitting on a floating tree branch, her sleeves completely enveloping her hands whilst her dress hides her legs fully.
Inferus dispersing the sword with a 'tch', she settles for clenching her fist before speaking up. "Until the place where nightmares is normalcy, it'll be here... What exactly did you even see commander Lucifel?" The young white haired girl smiling almost deviously, she begins to sway about before responding.
"Well, I'm certain my Gift of Holy Providence isn't completely truthful... Though I foresee the successful construction of the immortal prison in just about three decades. It shall stand strong forever, and become a place where all we forsake will be forgotten in. Yet..."
Slowly stilling herself as she starts to frown, Lucifel speaks softly. "When I try seeing what Eldon may do to it, my Mind feels on fire as my Heart tries shutting it out. The only other time my Gift fails is when I try learning about the Aberrations' origins."
This causing Inferus to pull back slightly in shock, Lucifel brings a hand to her face as she giggles lightly. "You are awfully cute when you show your emotions." Inferus' cheeks breaking out into scales instead of embarrassed blushing, the Mage Lucifel stands on her branch before poking Inferus' shoulder.
"Come on now, I'm done renewing the seals. The homines aren't suited to the experiments like us mulieribus after all. Should be curious to see if the space elemental will be a success. Hmm... the first of its kind, certainly an honor." Though as Lucifel floated out of the chamber, Inferus looks back at the Anti-Soul Behemoth. Then, that's when it spoke.
"A place where nightmares is normalcy... I do like that sound. Perhaps I shall turn it into a crucible to forge more monstrosites out of the ordinary. Do you know the feeling of absolute supremacy it gives? Transcending from an excuse for a false demon to my glorious self... I wish for others to know this overwhelming awe, Elemental Homunculus."
The behemoth's 'face' left expressionless, what instead conveyed his Heart were false smiles he painted on the distorted faces of the souls he hadn't yet fully assimilated. Ghostly tears steaming down their warped faces as the fragments of their existence began splintering from the Behemoth's brutal manipulation, Inferus refused to look back before leaving.
The Servant Nexus, itself easily the size of a city. Littered throughout the Nexus were thousands upon thousands of monitors, each showing a prisoner. On most of these, the prisoners are recorded near eternally enraged. However, of them all, one stands out the most: A young woman no older than twenty at most, just calmly mediating in her cell.
"Seriously, what's up with her? Someone who just rampages across a small town with Eldon shouldn't be so calm... Geez, being human must suck..." The guard in charge of that monitor sighing, the broken corpse turned partial slime turns around to look at the entity before her. Tongues licking blood off of mouths everywhere they don't belong, its left eye peels open to reveal three stunted fingers. Then the guard suddenly wraps it in a hug, squeezing the entity under a playful bear hug.
"Finally Timmy, I was starting to think I'll never end my shift!" Timmy gently pushing the sort-of zombie off themselves, her slime half makes an innocent stare as Timmy wordlessly takes her seat. The zombie shelled slime making an indignant stance, she begins rapidly poking Timmy in their left shoulder. Then a legion of voices speaks to her.
"This entity 'Timmy' continues to enjoy this 'friendship' you established. However, we are suspicious of this new Eldon prisoner. Her body is 'wrong' for a mundane Mage, thus we will 'examine' it instead." The zombie slime girl sighing annoyed, she looks out to the central tower of the Nexus. People flowing in and out at a moderate rate, the half-zombie slime begins bliskly moving towards it.
Suspended in the air, completely wrapped in chains, is seemingly a young man. Usually he's constantly shaking, yet right now he is completely still because... Of her. "Hey, Chained Devil right? It's me Penny Gear. I'm honestly very curious why I drew your attention or why you think I'm your daughter. Will you tell me sir?"
The sweet blue eyes of the brunette twenty year old eagerly watch the Chained Devil, kindly yet hoping for a response. The green haired girl next to her begins to speak, when the Chained Devil lets out a pained laugh. "Its very depressing, watching you come in every week to ask the same questions. Even now you're simply not processing this, but someday... Now then. Absolutely no idea what you mean, just evil ya know?"
Penny briefly frowning before smiling warmly with her hands behind her head, Penny speaks to the green haired girl. "He'll answer one day right? Until then, ready to get answers from Sin Despair Lily?" Her green haired and rose eyed comrade sighing, Penny calmly bounces out of the room whilst Lily looks at the exo-golem before her.
"Something of a depressing story with Penny, though I'm guessing your need for an exo-golem is mildly depressing?" The exo-golem's head nodding slightly, the two of them exit the room as well. Lily looking to Penny pacing in place, Lily runs a hand through her vaguely plant-like hair before going up to her friend.
Within the massive room seats a large gateless gate, a Breacher used to forcibly enter other realities. Even though the room doesn't fill, there is easily a thousand if not thousand there now. However, only two stand in front of the gate: Two identically dressed masked women, one staff held in their outer hand. Suddenly the two women raise their staves together, and whatever actions the group before were doing stopped. Then, the two spoke in unison.
"Our Lady Veronica, one blessed with Original Vampirism, would be proud of what we have done. Though reaching this point has been difficult, and even filled with true lost, all is now ready! With seven other branches working in unison, we will take the Immortal Prison of Humanity's so-called Servants! Today, we shall free the imprisoned! And now, right now, our Breach shall begin!"
With the words spoken, the two women turn towards the Breacher with their staves held- And a hole is torn into space, the portal clearly fluctuating even as they shout "Go now, it will not hold long!"
Starting with the cell of the calm Eldon agent, a sudden pulse spreads out from her. Imprisoning magics being fried, thousands of prisoners are suddenly loose. To make matters worst, eight breaches suddenly form, each within a cluster of cells yet to be unbroken. Now, with the sudden break out and invasion, a voice booms throughout the prison "Dimensional walls sealed, security measures active."
Wii U typing is very nervous, but I'm almost done. By the way, your first post I want you to include both a before and after segment regarding the prison break.
edited 3rd Nov '15 2:20:45 PM by Kkutwar
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