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|Subject Post 1Subject: Utopia? Fri Nov 14, 2014 9:10 am|| |
Artist: N/A - Song: N/A - Word Count: N/A "So this is the utopian society that i've been hearing about in the last days." Said a distinct voice which had been garbed in heavy armor. Armor that was black like the color of the night, not reflecting the light of the low overcast-cloud covered sun but instead absorbing the light partially. Allowing it to kind of "Phase" in and out of phases of warming the armors already heated surface. He'd show no spiritual energy, but rather he would at the same time have an incredible presence, as already people of this utopian society had begun to flock.. beings which kept coming and coming until the armored individual was ocmpletely surrounded by them. His gaze which was hidden under a heavy ancient full helm having shifted respectfully among the masses, not trying to incite trouble being he wasn't currently on a mission of war. Instead the warden of the particular vicinity had come for political reasons being that his domain bordered the quickly growing empire which seemed to have almost 'Sprung" up over night. So as he looked around he would exhale, his eyes shifting as he had felt it.. he kind of understood being he currently had all that armor on that he would be considered to be a slight bit menacing. Which was why he would'nt move he would merely have stood there his metallically garbed feet sunken into the pavement. Clearly a sign of the males immense weight, or rather atleast the weight of his armor.
He would clear his throat slowly allowing his hands to remain against his sides before he would with a sound like clanking metal being hammered down against an anvil he had bowed some just showing the dictated respect for when an individual was in foriegn country. to show respect he would have instead of allowing the armor to hide his face .so as his have armor steamed , showing the interlockings where coming apart. From this there would be a weighted and loud thunderous crash, showing that the right gauntlet had fallen off cracking the ground and crushing it under the extensive weight as this process was repeated on the individual peices of armor until all the armor had been gone crashed in respective parts against the ground to leave the sight of the actually fairly light man that was beneath.
Clear power would then spark outwards, more like an uncontrolled tide then a controlled wave, which wouldn't break anything but rather would form a highly condensed veil just around his body. So while he stood there his eyes gazing up at the thick "Wall" which surrounded the empire he would have spoken with clear authority waiting for a reply obviously.
"..I have come to speak to the one they call Nozomi? Im one of the wardens for this area. " He would have said clearly, his gaze shifting while he crossed his arms allowing his eyes to shift as they seemed to be of the pure white variety, his tan-skin showing clearly under the low light of the sun. His hair which used to be of a blackened color but long since over his long life had turned more of a whitish color. He would have exhaled now and waited hopefully wanting the meeting to get under-way as soon as possible. [/size]
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|Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Utopia? Thu Nov 27, 2014 5:12 pm|| |
Artist: Solar Fields - Song: Introduction
It was a low pitched whine that would start to be heard from a distance, a constant electrical tone emanating from the gravity repulsors of a Praetorian Drone. The spherical machines' central eyes glowed yellow, signalling caution, as they approached the scene. Any abnormality in Eldrazi would inevitably draw the drones in like moths to a light, as though the city had eyes with which to watch for both outsiders... and its own insiders. Today, however, the anomaly was a conspicuous spiritual being. The moment he stepped foot into the lands of Eldrazi, the living city had become aware of him. It arrived upon the floating landmass encased in armor, and in a place of peace, such an appearance already would set off alarms within the country's security. Far, far away, a blue-haired woman would stir at the presence, but make no action. This being—this Danava demon that had been identified—was of no acquaintance to the nation's sovereign. The drones would make do for now, set to rendezvous with the demon creature. And thus, the blue-haired one would rescind her gaze from the setting, allowing her creations to deal with it instead. For now, she was not interested in what this one was here for.
Three Praetorians in total would finally approach the Danava, their golden lights scanning his body up and down, flashing occasionally as they registered his armor, body type, and energy signature somewhere deep inside their memory banks. The only sounds they were making were various hums and other electrical tones, communicating amongst one another in a voice only they would be able to understand. Praetorians were the policing force of Eldrazi, and thus it was their duty to analyze potential threats however unlikely they may seem. Each unknown factor had to be archived for future reference, so that the nation's machines could better serve their purpose of defense. It was only when the male spoke, did one Praetorian stop its study of him and address it. The instant he closed his mouth, it fixed its reticule on his face and began speaking in a synthetic masculine voice that seemed friendly yet indifferent to him, and the glow of its lights would brighten with each syllable spoken. ''Warden? You must be mistaken. This landmass floats nineteen point three one two one kilometers above the Indian Ocean, above the cloud layer. Our databases do not make any mention of a 'Warden' in this area.''
The Drone maintained silence for a second, as the other two finally completed their scan of the Danava and his gear. ''Outlander, perhaps you merely have experienced a mental lapse,''
it suggested in the most polite fashion that was possibly achievable, impressive for a mere machine, ''You are in Auriok, city at the edge of Szalnor; Szalnor, being the capital of the Eldrazi Nation. You have heard of our leader, Nozomi, so it is safe to assume your brain is still functional, outlander. What is it that you must say to her?''
Given the neutral tone, it was difficult to tell if the Praetorians were capable of sarcasm or not, but it was certainly not in their code. It was simply the way they were built that they sometimes possessed odd verbose; there was no insult intended to the Danava, merely concern. It awaited response from the male, while behind the scenes it was searching for every relevant mention of 'Wardens' for this case across the internet and all obtainable databases.
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|Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Utopia? Sun Oct 04, 2015 12:42 pm|| |
✖| Clean Up Time!! |✚
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It's been 2014 or even before that!
There for I will be locking this thread, feel free to revisit this and keep on reading!