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[BREAKING!]
BREAKING RUMORS: UTHRED SONGLESS–FORMERLY AUTHORITY UTHRED GREATLING OF HIGHFLAME— HAS OFFICIALLY RESIGNED HIS POSITION AND PRIVILEGES
THESE LEAKS REMAIN UNCONFIRMED. AS OF RIGHT NOW, WE HAVE NOT MANAGED TO OBTAIN ANY CONFIRMATION FROM THE LEADING MEMBERS OF THE CHOIR
HOWEVER, AN AERO-VEHICLE LINKED TO THE FORMER AUTHORITY HAS BEEN SIGHTED CROSSING A CHECKPOINT ON THE EDGE OF THE TIERS.
IT IS UNKNOWN IF HIS DISSENT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH HIS DAUGHTER’S UPCOMING TRIAL OR HIS SON'S DEATH.
FOR MORE UP-TO-DATE REPORTS ON GUILD-BASED AFFAIRS, STAY TUNED TO HARK THE TIERS.
[CAST CONCLUDED]
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-Hark the Tiers, Special Report
19-14
Change the Doors (I)
Fifty-two thousand arrowhead markers circulated the sigil-like channels of the Maw, each representing a smuggler barge carrying human cargo. Displayed as a dynamic three-dimensional map of New Vultun via the George Washington’s systems paired to Avo’s DeepNav, the cadre saw what he saw, and learned what he already knew.
Currently, he had mem-locks to 4.9 million refugees–now smuggled slaves signed to various Syndicates. So long as they remained alive and the FATELESS remained in Nether-stable environments, he would be able to track them without difficulty.
Heavens gained: [Waveraider] (Signals/Space) x1; [Flathider] (Geometry/Boundaries) x1
GHOSTS: [26,557,563]
THAUMIC OUTPUT: 16,099
In the end, subsuming and killing the squires proved more lucrative than even the two Heavens he claimed from their golem and the barge’s core. Through them, he now had access to new contacts: Necros operating beyond the border, making their trade as memory dealers, secondhand Metamind installers, and cognitive enhancers. Wilders who had memories worth trading or potential worth investing formed the bulk of the Necros’ clientele, but other clandestine services could be provided as well.
Say, to a group of enterprising street squires who hired said Necros to mark some of their other customers in bulk, allowing the “smuggled goods” to be tracked when they resurfaced across the border.
“Ah, a play on the old ‘tagged imps,’ scheme,” Quail said. The old squire chuckled under her breath as her eyes jumped from point to point on the map. Bathed in the vaporous glow of the phantoms, the group studied the routes Avo drew. Sections of the border were already pinned. Points where barges consistently stopped were isolated as well–suspected to be hidden hanger bays. “These gimmicks usually don’t last long. The problem–for both sides–is with the Necros. Sooner or later, they might just sell you. Leave you staring at a Syndi Knot waiting to ambush you instead of an unprepared barge.”
“Was kinda surprised about them just openin’ fire,” Draus said, a frown painting her face. “If they’re gunning to snatch some product, the whole run looks like a damn mess. Could feel the kind of munitions they were using. Pulled some of them into my Arsenalist. High-Pen to punch a hole through the interior of the barge. Shattershots follow up. Took a peek inside a couple of seconds ago; looks like a fuckin’ slaughterhouse. Or if Avo was the one to do ‘em all in instead. Gonna need more than a pressure hose to clean the compartments. Damn waste, even by Syndicate standards.”
Tavers shook her head. “You’re looking at it wrong. The crew Avo snuffed aren’t movers, they’re squires. The FATELESS are just more eyes that can be used to track them if someone uses a Registry. The crew needed to be handled because fuck boarding action and close-quarters combat.”
“Why] both instances of Draus asked, within and without Avo’s consciousness.
The legendary squire stared blankly at the Regular. “Because some of us see a job well done as ‘we completed our objectives,’ not ‘I murder-fucked an entire block empty of life with nothing but a nu-dog’s jawbone and a can-do attitude.’”
Draus snorted. “Sounds like some y’all are pussies.”
The rest of the cadre stared at Draus, most dubiously, Dice attentively.
“Regardless,” Avo said, righting the conversation. “I have run some cognitive simulations. Calvino helped. Triangulated several points of potential compromise along the border. Also burned the sessions the Waveraiders used to contact their Necros into Chambers. New assets for him to spoof. Will compromise more through them. Continue to mark the FATELESS for us now.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t just burn those bastards instead,” Tavers said.
“Tempting. Had to reshape my mind more than once to resist. But they’re more useful as compromised assets. Can perform their tasks autonomously.” Though he would have to watch for lapses. “Just requires some encouragement from Chambers. And maybe White-Rab. Tavers. Want to meet with him soon at the Easy Armistice. Ask him to accelerate arrangements.”
“Synced on that,” Tavers said. “He’s been spotty the past few days. Turns out, the Incubi hold a hell of a godsdamned grudge when you help null a few of them. The shits just had to be good at their craft too; Rab said he got nulled once already. He’s been keeping himself real quiet.”
Avo grunted. Ensouling his progenitor was wise, then. But the penalties of drawing him into Ninth Column affairs were already making themselves known. If he had refused Avo’s offer or postponed it, White-Rab would be dead now. Nulled in retaliation for the aid he offered in the cadre’s time of need.
There were still too many risks with everything they did. Too many unpredictable threats and hidden adversaries. Incubi. Highflame’s political troubles. Omnitech Heavens. The Low Masters.
For all the power they were gathering, for all the upgrades Avo infused into the Frames of his comrades, it would take but a single mistake–an undetected variable–for everything to be undone.
His mind flowed with contrasting thoughts, the euphoria of further apotheosis coming mainly from the Fallwalkers but tempered by Abrel and the Paladins.
[Yeah, ride the high but don’t be pulled down by it,] Kassamon said, bitterness coating his memories as he recalled the night he was banished from Sanctus–of the family he killed in self-defense. He joined the Paladins the day after for the sake of his own continued survival more than a drive toward justice. [Focus on what this can help you do. Not how it makes you feel.]
[Or become me,] Elegant-Moon interjected. [Not so bad a fate, though I taunt.]
Abrel added her own words to the sentiment. [Dad had a quote for this: “A nu-dog auged out of its environment always dies in a warg’s den.” Paladin Kassamon is right. I–I was just so angry when I was trying to kill you but… I didn’t know what you could do–who you were. And now my team is dead, the real me is on a voidship about to be paraded as a terrorist before the city, and here I am playing advisor to a…]
+Ghoul?+ Avo finished.
[I don’t think I can call you that anymore, Avo,] Abrel whispered. [I wouldn’t believe it even if I said it. The things you can do… The time it took you to do them… I hate you. I’ve always hated you. But before it was for what you did to me. Now? Now, I wish I could be you. Be my own master. Absolutely. Learning my lessons just by willing it.]
In recognition of her words, Avo plucked the regret from her mind and internalized it, weaving another pillar of discipline into his character. +Consider this flattery.+
The Instrument’s template chuckled humorlessly. [Fuck you, rotlick]
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Focusing on the powers of his Conflagration, Avo brought up the positions of his subverts and viewed them on the DeepNav as well. Kare and Kassamon were at Scale–planar headquarters of the Paladins rooted in the thermosphere high above New Vultun itself. Their sessions placed them beyond tangible reach, but the Nether was not so easily denied.
Abrel was currently even further beyond, stationed aboard a specialized voidship named “An Unkindness of Sailors” by its governing EGIs. Elegant-Moon was currently missing. Doubtlessly being mind-scanned somewhere by Highflame or the No-Dragons. Draus, Dice, and Chambers were there in the Command Nexuses alongside him, but they were companions instead of assets.
{Not expendable,} Calvino quipped. {I will not lie. We minds also have favorites but I think that is where the similarities between us collapse. Remember that though they might have started as your foes, they remain people even as you have turned them. Not things.}
+Another ethics lesson?+
{Just a recommendation. One that I am 99.834774% sure you will take.}
+What’s happens in the other sub-one percent?+
{You decide that this whole “becoming more than monster business” is rather droll, and decide to see how much of the city you can eat in a day instead.}
The ghoul chuffed a quiet laugh. Intrusive thoughts of slaughter and cruelty lingered still, but they were more curiosities than compulsions now.
Shaking off his contemplative stupor, he turned his attention back to the map and highlighted four specific markers. The points rose as pinned pillars from the projection, and streams of mem-data began to expand into their own sub-interfaces within the larger map. Avo extended the hovering tip of an Echohead toward the first point, a specific section of the border. “Have new ideas. Was considering doing a direct border run. Sneak through using my new Canon of Luminosity.”
“We’re… not slipping past the border anymore?” Kae said, disappointment creeping into her voice.
Avo grinned. Oh, if she only knew the idea he conceived.
“No. Was inspired by the new minds I subsumed. New thought processes. Epiphany came to me earlier. About a larger opportunity. One we will manufacture.”
“Okay…” Kae said, her dark eyes narrowing on him, interest piqued.
Avo continued. “Was considering just shifting myself through a session. Use the Necros as a potential means of evading the border. Nether isn’t blocked. Can’t be. Too many avenues of movement. Problem here is the rest of you. Dice. Essus. Still need to get through somehow. Might be able to ferry you across with my Heaven. But inefficient. Ineffective. Too much reliance on one person. So. Considerations changed. Easier to alter the environment instead of ourselves.”
Directing the tip of his tendril using his bio-magnetic field, Avo pointed to the first of the risen markers. “Here. Wall-section [SE-7777]. Twenty-eight percent of smugglers pass through this point. Sections [NW-0008] and [W-0010] follow at nine and eight percent. Gateways for the Washington far from them too.”
“The border wall?” Kae mused, mostly speaking to herself. Shifting her weight on her heels, she began to tap her exocortex with a fingertip, the tic kicking in as her accretion surged. Avo paused here and waited. The Agnos was smart. Knowledgable about this. The others would understand soon enough.
Most of them, anyway. Chambers might need some help. Maybe Dice too.
[Hey, fuck you, consang,] template-Chambers moaned. [Real-me’s better than that.]
[You know somethin’, Chambers?] template-Draus said, a sneering smile pulling at her features. [The greatest miracle you got is that you’re somehow still able to believe half the shit you say.]
Abrel guffawed loudly. Template-Chambers scoffed. [You both’ll be kissing my ass when real me proves you wrong.]
[We can’t kiss shit, half-strand] Abrel said. [We’re simulated figments of someone else’s mind.]
Kae’s squeak interrupted the internal argument and made everyone face her. “Oh my gods, Avo. You’re planning to alter the Heaven for that section of the wall! Wait? Is that what you’re planning? Please say that’s what you’re planning instead of overloading that section of the border to trigger a rupture cascade so its Rend overflows and destabilizes its adjacent territories as well.”
A sudden note of surprise pulsed through Avo as just stared blankly at the Agnos. “I can… do that?”
Her eyes widened as she planted both her hands over her mouth. “Oh no.”
“Yes,” Avo said, an unwilling chuckle escaping him. “Going to have a new conversation after this. Personal tutoring. Thaumaturgy.”
Kae narrowed her eyes as she pouted. “Stop teasing. We’re not going to do that.”
“Yet,” Draus finished.
The Agnos wheeled on the Regular. “Never!” She turned back to Avo. “So. We’re going to alter the Heaven of that border wall section. This is the goal?”
“Yes,” Avo said. “Want to… rephrase a few canons.”
“I see,” Kae said. “But the annual patches–”
“Can be expedited,” Avo continued. “Especially if a barge detonates its Rendsinks trying to cross it. Make it seem like a paradox.”
Tavers unfolded her arms and gave Avo her full attention. “A loud emergency. Something the entire city will notice. Especially the Syndis and other smugglers.”
“Yes,” Avo said. “Goal is twofold. Remove all smuggler traffic for that point in the wall. For our use only. Deployment of Agnosi to fast-patch potential weaknesses will give us an opening.”
Horror became Kae’s expression. “Avo… you’re not going to… eat my peers, right?”
Avo considered his reply. He considered how to phrase his feelings on the matter. “If an Agnos directly harms someone else. Yes. Immediately. But don’t worry. Is something I want White-Rab to help us with. Shouldn’t even be any actual Agnosi when he intercepts the commission.”
“Huh,” Kae breathed. “So, you’re saying we go instead.”
“You. Chambers too. He can jack in person. Going to use him as my conduit to interact with the Heaven. Want to compromise that section of the wall completely.” He pointed at the second risen marker–this one connected Scale via a phantasmal string. “Use Kassamon to oversee the operation. Remove all chance of discovery.”
“They know how I look,” Kae said. “My memories are also–”
“Maskable,” Avo said, pulling up memories from some of his Incubi. “Our consangs at Ori-Thaum have stashes across the city. Programmable proxy minds. I will alter your biometrics using Woundmother. Been wanting to enhance your biology for some time now. You will get through.”
“En-enhance,” Kae whimpered.
“Won’t hurt. Can graft them painlessly. Use Canon of Biology.”
“I regret helping you build that.”
“Will thank me soon,” Avo said. The third marker he highlighted was at the same place as the second.
Kare sighed. [No. What are you going to make me do.]
+Get you promoted,+ Avo said. Turning his attention back to his cadre, he elaborated on his plot. “Going to be leaving mem-data in the overloaded barge. Paladin Kare will fortunately discover it. Along with several major smuggling routes.”
Draus smirked as she nodded. “Plannin’ to elevate one of our puppets, huh?”
“She has too much potential to be wasted as a pawn,” Avo replied.
The last marker grew higher than all the others, its rushing mem-data forming active memories of a refugee sanctuary two hundred kilometers beyond the external Maw that formed a ring around New Vultun itself. “Going to be our bridgehead to the world outside. Have Necro contacts there. Calvino can also make us invisible to all of Voidwatch’s drones operating in the area if need be. Gives us more openings. Essus. Want to talk with you after. You and Dice.”
Both former refugees looked at Avo and blinked. The latter would likely take little convincing. Essus though… Avo wasn’t sure how he would feel about the role Avo conceived for him. Ultimately, it would be their choice. In the end, no one person would be essential to the success of this endeavor. Especially with how Avo could burn whatever Fallwalkers or unsuspecting Guilders into being his perfect agents, but Essus and Dice were already shaped to present purpose. And there was a poignancy in deploying them that couldn’t quite be conveyed with words.
“Draus should be able to create a usable passage beyond the borders if everything goes right. And this section of the wall will be secured. Only ours. Too compromised for anyone else. Ran and rebuilt the plan with my templates many times. Welcome additional concerns. Improvements if any of you have them.”
A brief silence followed as bands of thoughtstuff circled their Metas. Then, among the cadre, one arm was risen.
“Chambers,” Avo said, regarding the man sitting atop the locus-embedded throne.
The half-strand nodded. He drew in a breath and spoke: “So… I’m still a little confused about, like, everything…”
[Oh, you STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!] template-Chambers roar at his true self, anger buffeted by a chorus of laughter exploding across the Conflagration.
[Kissing your ass, huh?] Abrel taunted.
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Ontologics
In effect after 19-12
Ghosts - [26,557,563]
Liminal Frame (V) - 16,099 THAUM/c
User: Avo
Heaven/Hell: [Woundmother] - 10,002 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Blood)
->Canon: Haemokinesis (IV) - All blood in user’s area of influence can be controlled; speed and force experience exponential increases with each ton of force controlled
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%)
->Canon: Linger - User can eject constructs shaped from their blood; each construct generated accrues Rend based on design and size
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%; x2 backlash)
->Canon: Sanguinity’s Reign (IV) - A building haemokinetic storm continuously expands from the user, spreading their area of influence (without limitations) as far as the storm can metaphysically expand; generates more Rend the larger the area it takes up
->Hubris: Attempting to move and alter more than 80 tons of matter without constituting a central construct will result in thaumic backlash (20%)
->Canon: Exsanguinating Helix - Allows the user to instill an exsanguinating effect in a piece of matter, causing it to drain all the blood its mass can contain when in contact with a non-user designated entity; the larger the object instilled, the higher the Rend
->Hubris: If the object is destroyed, thaumic backlash will be inflicted (15%)
->Domain: (Matter)
->Canon: Alchemization (V) - The user can subsume and channel and combine the properties of 108 fragments of physical matter through their blood; the limit of fragments channeled can be increased at the cost of thaumic and Rend-based demands.
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash. (12%)
->Canon: Remembrance of Matter (V) - The user can memorize the traits of all physical matter they subsume at a hundredth of the thaumic cost; the matter they memorized can be assembled and blended before a construct is formed
->Hubris: If matter being subsumed has their state changed mid-subsumption, thaumic backlash will be triggered (9%)
->Canon: Stormwreathed - The user can temporarily convert their mass into electricity
->Hubris: If the user is submerged by water in this state, thaumic backlash will be triggered (15%)
->Canon: Haemification - The user can turn all influenceable matter into blood
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash (12%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Fire)
->Canon: Matterbomb - The user can detonate pieces of matter based on mass and inherent energy
->Hubris: If the matter being detonated is destroyed before ignition, moderate (EST. 35%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Luminosity)
->Canon: The Light Unseen - The user can blend their matter with the light of their surroundings should they stop perceiving the world visually
->Hubris: If the user has their perception active while this canon is in use, (EST. 51%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Protection)
->Canon: Fortress of Luminosity - The user emanates a luminous shroud that renders all physical matter bathed by its shine invulnerable; generates heavy Rend (1.2%) every second canon is active
->Hubris: There must be a persistent source of light for the user to imitate in the environment or from the user themselves or thaumic backlash will be triggered. (5%)
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: My Blood The Harvester, My Flesh the Symphony (III) - Allows the user to grow, blend, or extract biological organisms and structures from their blood.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted. (6%) ->Canon: Remembrance of Flesh (V) - Allows user to memorize traits from biological organisms at a tenth of the thaumic cost; the biomass they memorized can be spliced before they are grown.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted (6%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Lightning)
->Canon: Boltstride (III) - Allows the user to transmute and move all blood-based structures as bolts of lightning; distance limited to the reach of user’s Sanguinity
->Hubris: Attempting to move over 120 tons of matter as a single bolt will trigger (EST. 87%) extreme thaumic backlash
Hell - [Fifth Circle]
->Domain: (Matter/Entropy/Luminosity)
->Canon: Breath of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic storm across their area of influence; the storm will disintegrate matter through withering bolts of lightning (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Striking the same place twice will result in the manifestation of an Anathema of Ruin, causing the user to lose control of the Heaven
->Canon: Barrage of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic projectile the size, shape, and speed of the Woundmother at its maximum potential; this projectile can be guided by the user and is loosed faster with higher Rend (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Should the projectile not dissolve sufficient matter, the projectile will birth as an Anathema of Ruin
->Canon: Shadowbreaker (III) - Allows the user to influence all shadows in their vicinity with a touch of luminosity that will continue to expand and dissolve anything physical covered by the shadows
->Daemon: Should an insufficient amount of physical matter in darkness be consumed in (8 seconds), an Anathema of Ruin will be manifested.
Heaven/Hell: [Fardrifter] - 5,660 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Air)
->Canon: Horizon Strider (III) - The user takes on the properties of a hurricane and can influence winds for 250 kilometers
->Hubris: If an external force counters the motion of the user’s centrifugal force, severe (EST. 59%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Yondergales (IV) - The user’s demiplane now encompasses ten kilometers, with each ton of mass multiplying the base speed of their winds (252 kilometers per hour)
->Hubris: If an object over 5,000 degrees celsius is drawn into the plane, extreme (EST. 83%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Canon: The Nine Streams of Freedom - The user can materialize from any nine points in space their winds encompass (250 kilometers)
->Hubris: if they emerge in a confined space and are unable to fully materialize, thaumic backlash will be triggered. (10%)
->Canon: Shadowrun (II) - The user can surge within shadows as if they are wind tunnels (x10 current speed); shadows must be connected to pass from one to another.
->Hubris: If a light shines and clears away the user’s shadow, heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Shadow)
->Canon: Midnight Hand - The user can blow, move, and shift shadows together as if they are waves in a storm.
->Hubris: If the user is between shadows when the wind stops blowing and the bridge breaks, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Labyrinth)
->Canon: Path of the Nine Storms (III) - User manifests a maze-like dungeon in the walls of their winds, allowing them to create and weave winding paths from tunnels of air; the maze is a fixed spatial anchor (may not be affected by spatial changes) that can be triggered at any time.
->Hubris: If the inner walls of the dungeon are forcibly breached and someone enters the eye of the storm (where resides the Yondergales), heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be generated.
Hell - [Fourth Circle]
->Domain: (Air/Entropy/Labyrinth)
->Canon: Halt of the Passing (IV) - The user can enchain all actors and objects moving through their area of physical influence (250 Kilometers) with stasis
->Daemon: An anathema of correspondence will be birthed if the total velocity drained exceeds the total Rend accrued
->Canon: Waybreaker (II) - The user distorts all directionality about them (10 kilometers), causing space to coil and distend, randomizing vectors of movement for all actors and objects caught in their wake.
->Daemon: Rend must be balanced in nine minutes or an Anathema of Correspondence will manifest.
Heaven/Hell: [Techplaguer] - 200 Thaum/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Signals)
->Canon: Skin of Virtuality - Layers user in mirror-reality raw data and information, allowing them to move and exist as radio signals might and shift inorganic objects in their vicinity as blocks of temporarily stored data (reloads back to their original position in reality after miracle ends)
->Hubris: The user cannot pass through lead without incurring heavy (EST. 41%) thaumic backlash.
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Techjumper - User inserts themselves into a signal or system capable of transmitting signals, moving as a packet of data and materializing at the endpoint of the transmission.
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: TechSick.exe (II) - User mimics the properties and symptoms in a virus and transfers that over to a signal-receiving system, affecting the machine as if it were a person
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered. (x2)
Hell - [Third Circle]
->Domain: (Signal/Entropy)
->Canon: Datarot - The user decays and distorts signals and data within their ability to influence
->Daemon: If a signal the user is decaying is disrupted and they are unable to find another within (5 seconds) to continue expelling their Rend, an Anathema of Epistemology will be generated
Implants
Mime-Fog: Allows Avo to produce a spore-expelled field of active camouflage
Celerostylus: A symbiotic reflex booster laced into Avo's spine; accelerates him a bit over sixty-five miles an hour in his baseline body
Echoheads: A chimeric bioform adapted into an implant. Can provide echolocation for eight hundred feet. Designed from a hyper-durable silicon-chitin structure that also allows each of the eight heads to piece forward from the inside like a mantis shrimp punches.
Bone Demon: A body-sheathe--complete overhaul of Avo's physical form. made from a nest of super-tensile, hyper-synaptic nanofibrous mycelia on the interior. Beyond the threads, thick plates of cordyceramite line the outside like jagged skeletal continents emerging from a sea of webs. Bound to his biology, Avo is able to harden and shift his structural integrity, as well as shape the growth of the fungal-ceramic matter that would encase his outer skin.
Meldskin: A smart-fluid adaptive combat skin capable of altering its composition to suit almost any environment and slowly return to full integrity. Possess holographic disguises, advanced visual sensors, omnidirectional thrusters, and a highly advanced reactor. Can also interface with other pieces of advanced voidtech.
Metamind
Ghosts: [17,313,887]
SPRITES: {4.2TB/s…}
[QUICKSAND SYNC TRAUMA] COG-CAP: 55 SEQUENCES (VARIABLE)
->STRUCTURE: “A LIMPID POOL FILLED WITH BODIES DRIFTING BENEATH THE WAVES; WHATEVER TRAUMA STRIKES THE SURFACE WILL IN CAUSE IT TO IGNITE AND SIMULATE A RESEQUENCING OF SAID TRAUMA”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF ADAPTING TO TRAUMAS AFTER SUSTAINING AGAINST THE FIRST IMPACT
[THOUGHTWAVE DISRUPTOR] COG-CAP: [ERROR] SEQUENCES
->STRUCTURE: [NULL]
->FUNCTION: TAPS INTO THE ENTIRETY OF THE USER’S COGNITIVE CAPACITY AND EXPELS UNSTABLE MEM-DATA OUTWARD, DISRUPTING AN AREA OF (CONTINGENT OF GHOST CAPACITY) SPACE
[INCOG] COG-CAP: [x] SEQUENCES (VARIABLE; MUST MATCH ALL OTHER INTERNAL MEMORIES BEYOND THE WARDS)
->STRUCTURE: “AN OPALESCENT SUN RAINS DOWN OVER THE LANDSCAPE; LIGHT SPILLS FROM IT MORE LIKE MERCURY DOLLOPS THAN RAYS, BASKING EVERYTHING IN A REFLECTIVE SHEEN WHILE DRINKING UP MEM-DATA INTO ITS CORE”
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO CAMOUFLAGE THEMSELVES FROM NOTICE VIA THE OBFUSCATION OF THEIR MEMORIES AND THOUGHTSTUFF. NO ACCRETION WILL LEAK DURING THIS PERIOD AND ALL OUTWARD REACTING PHANTASMICS WILL BE PLACED INTO A DORMANT STATE UNTIL DELIBERATE ACTIVATION.
[WHISPER] COG-CAP: 19 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: FIVE/SIX LEGGED DOG CHASES A FLYING LETTER WHILE A DRONE STRIKES A VILLA.
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE EXTENSION OF CONSCIOUS AWARENESS BY 60 FEET AND THE DELIVERANCE OF COG-DATA WITHIN SAID FIELD OF AWARENESS; CAN BE EXTENDED BY MULTIPLES SHOULD MORE SEQUENCES BE USED
[PHYS-SIM] COG-CAP: 18 SEQUENCES (FIXED)
->STRUCTURE: A MISSILE LOCKED TO AN AEROVEC, EVER INCHING CLOSER, DODGING INCOMING POINT DEFENSE FIRE”
->FUNCTION: CALCULATES THE ACCELERATION VECTORS AND IMPACT LANES OF UP TO TWELVE DYNAMIC OBJECTS
[OSARAI MEMGUARD] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE) [REPLACED BY QUICKSAND IN AVO'S METAMIND]
->STRUCTURE: “A HURRICANE TWISTING AND HURTLING SCREAMING FIGURES AND BROKEN STRUCTURES”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF WITHSTANDING AND REFORMING AGAINST HEAVY-MASS PHANTASMAL INTRUSIONS; VULNERABLE TO NARROW-BUILD INVADERS.
[AUTO-SEANCE] COG-CAP: 2 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A STAR BLEEDS INTO A SPIRAL OF SPLICED MEMORY SNIPPETS [ERROR: MEMORY ARTIFACTS TOO BRIEF FOR REVIEW...]"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS OMNI-SYNCHRONIC COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN TWO OR MORE MINDS ACROSS ALL AREAS ENCOMPASSED BY THE PRESENCE OF THE NETHER
[MORALITY INJECTOR] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A RESPLENDENT CAGE WITH A CINEMA PROJECTION OF PAST HAPPENINGS PLAYING ACROSS THE SKY"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO NULLIFY SPECIFICALLY ENCODED IMPULSES WITH COUNTER-EMOTIONAL DOSES OF MEMORY.
GHOSTJACK (ALLOWS FOR THE MODIFICATION AND EDITING OF MEMORIES AND SEQUENCES; SHAPES TRAUMA AND COMMANDS GHOSTS)
[SKIMMER PERCEPTION EMANATOR]
TRAUMA PATTERNS:
[ASELERI'S FOLLY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED
[LUCILLE’S REGRET] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; REGRET AND ANGUISH ALIGNED
[LUCILLE’S AGONY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED; BODY DYSMORPHIC AFFLICTED
[SECONDHAND FATALITY] - EXTREME PAIN INFLICTION; EGO-KILLING TRAUMA FOR HUMANS
[BENEFACTOR’S DREAD] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; FEAR OF COMING DEATH
[ARATNID’S KISS] - HIGH PHYSICAL TORMENT; CASTRATION AND PRIMAL FEAR-BASED
THE BURNING DREAMER
MIND-TEMPLATES
[AVO]
The Talons
Abrel Greatling
The Shadows
Benhata Veloso
Glitch
Lip
Corner
Osjack Thenndenn
(Ashthrone/Sanctus assault force)
Dice
Chambers
Paladin Kare
Paladin Kassamon
I hope you enjoyed today's installment of Godclads!
Next up: The cadre gets some upgrades…
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