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I am Communist
Apr 19, 2002



Francis Egerton - The New Blooming Heart Building, East Side, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vIFwwZcf7g
      • Oberon begins dream-walking and finds each missionary. They tell him that they are being treated well for now, but that these agents are from the government! It appears that they know alot about the church. A lot. The government knew exactly where everyone would be and when. They knew about the excavations, they knew about the dungeons. Even more alarmingly they also knew about the crystal spawn and the cult. He tells Francis in the dreamspace and says he will come straight to his office. Oberon wakes up and tells the head of security that the church has been compromised. The man nods and begins talking into his radio. A dozen off duty policemen make their way to Francis office with Oberon in the lead. As the doors open, Oberon's head explodes in a fine red mist.

        "Freeze." The security outside Francis' office and the contingent that came with Oberon leveled their guns at Francis' head. The speaker shocked Francis. It was James. He was holding a Federated States Marshal Badge. "By order of the Federated States National Security act of 10/12 you are under arrest for fostering terrorist activities seeking to suborn and corrupt our nation. You have the right to remain si-"

        "YOU FUCKFACE!" Lily pointed at James. "You said you believed! You said we would be one. Together!" A few of the officers looked uncomfortable while covering all the doors and exits. Apparently the friction Francis noticed between his top two newest recruits was more than a friendly rivalry. "You said you loved me, that you loved the crystal god. It was all bullshit!

        James seemed to sadden a moment but then his face hardened. "Lily. It was real. What I felt for you. But can't you see this is a cult? That however these monsters are made here isn't right? It's not magic. Its science gone astray. A virus or something. Come with me, testify against Francis and we'll be lenient-"

        "gently caress. You." Lily looked away. Tears in her eyes. "Just arrest us.."

        The officer on point moved forward to arrest Lily. Arrest all of you in the offices. But Rok-nar cleared his throat. "You might want to get down." He said to Francis. The walls erupted as a hundred crystal-men smashed into the small space. Someone screamed. Then guns started going off. Outside the building, SWAT vehicles smashed through the outer doors as government men flooded into the building. The fight began in earnest. Crystal men came from below and out of the walls. It was crazy. it was nuts. Rok-Nar grabbed Francis and Lily. "Come on! We have to get below!" The crystal plates levitated behind and followed, seemingly more alive than they ever had been. The descent began and as government agents entered the building and tried to go below they died.

        Lily was crying. "Its over. Why crystalgod, why!" She wept. Her shoulders shaking. In the running her blouse had come open. -=Focus Francis=- he thought to himself. The excavations led anywhere in the city at this point, at least where they connected to the sewers. The glow of crystalmen and the strange growths lit the paths everywhere. They could guide him. the church wasn't over. The abyss couldn't be conquered and went deep.

      • Fat Tony's funeral didn't even make the news. Apparently a drug lord raid was going on downtown. The explosion at the funeral shredded The Family's leadership and they would have a tough time recovering. [Success]
Oberon finds out there is a mole. He warns you and Rok-nar just in time. Oberon is dead. James is a traitor. Lily is heartbroken. A government raid is being shredded. The family of Fat Tony leadership has been decapitated


Akua - Meat Factory, Slums, Old Town, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
0/3 BP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Soh5EmaGWI#t=51s
      • The Tongue laughs joyously as it goes to do its work. The meat packing facility would fall within hours. And it did. Without any of Akua's input being necessary. There was no real bargaining to be done. For the men of the plant converted willingly after speaking with the Tongue. Akua replaced everything important in their lives.

        They would murder for him. They would feed him. They wanted to. They had to.
        https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHjtJ_e9r90

      • The report from the Eye that the Tongue was returning in success came within a few hours. The meat processing plant was theirs. The Hand moved their captives into the church and signs saying that the church was closed due to roof maintenance were erected by the Hand. It wouldn't hold up forever and it was rare that the Hand had any ideas of its own worth anything. During that time Akua toyed and tested the priest. Teased and probed. It was a true believer. If one could call a mortal creature such a thing. He could hurt it, inflict anything on it and still it loved him. Sickeningly it loved him even more for it. The attention from god you see, it was everything to it.


You now have about 50 workers and 5 management from the meat processing plant. They are "normal" outside working hours so as not to arouse suspicion. The Tongue doesn't need input for converting it just does it, unless you want to be ultra descriptive flavor text-wise. But you paid for his creation with several turns and you get what you paid for. The Hand moves your merchandise while the Eye seemingly runs around everywhere bringing the information to Akua. The priest is 100% your dude.



Taver Einklassen - The Mountain-Lion Pub
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9sEQ2gzx_4
"I like turtles." The young man said. "They seem to have it all figured out." He was in his 20s but liked nature and talking. Lots of talking. Davey was a talker. After expanding on his philosophy on the noble tortoise he lifted his rifle and shot his target. Clean through the heart. Blood pumped onto the ground as ragged breaths slowed and the attempted kill ended in death. "Whoo hoo!" He fist bumped the air. Taver had been spending time with the young man and the militia, this time hunting. The deer lay where it had been shot and Davey walked over and began dressing the animal. The colonel's son wasn't squeamish it seemed.

As they ate later that night, the blue eyed man sat across from Taver over the fire. He looked up to the sky, seeing the stars. "You recon, there's a god up there? Or sumthin'?" Davey was in another one of his talking moods. However, this provided the perfect opening for Taver to influence the young man.

Flavortown. How are we getting there? Working over the weeks he's openly receptive now.



The Handler - Somewhere
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNWLmAXNGYA






Detective Kane - Hotel Hell
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atqt-urehUg

Kane spread the files on the hotel room bed. The killer had been active again. But he was getting sloppy. Almost as if he was degenerating. Or evolving.
<"You are distracted. Destrooooyyy."> Kane rubbed his eyes. He hadn't slept but he had determined a pattern. The Handler was dropping his kills off around the outside of the Slums in old town. Not in them. Which led Kane to one possible idea. The killer was operating within the slums, killing there before dumping the bodies in the nice area outside the slums where his work could be seen. He would be less likely to be caught.

Manpower couldn't be dedicated to this now Kane realized because he hosed up. Whatever was wrong with him, he needed to shake it off. Before the killer struck again.


The Handler is 99% most likely to be operating in the slums. For whatever reason he is getting sloppier. Almost as if he is being rushed.

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Valhawk
Dec 15, 2007

EXCEED CHARGE


Akua - Meat Factory, Slums, Old Town, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
0/3 BP

Akua was pleased indeed with the work of his Tongue. His high-priest had exceeded even his expectations, bringing the entire factory into his light in a mere handful of hours. More, the priest the Tongue had converted had proved to be fully devoted to Akua, and Akua had reveled in the control he exerted over the priest. It was all proof of his superiority, of his right to rule and remake humanity however he pleased. So it was he entered the meat-packing plant in high spirits, and his mood was raised yet again by the reception he received. The workers and manager gathered in praise of him, and placed before him an offering, a great hunk of the finest quality beef the plant possessed. He absorbed it all and more. He did not stop until he was virtually bursting with biomass, exalting in the wonderful sensation of hunger being banished, and the knowledge that he had a massive and sustainable source of biomass available for the future. It was only after he was sated that his lieutenants were permitted to eat, though he made sure they consumed their fill as well, he had plans for them and he would not permit any mistakes or weaknesses lack of proper biomass might bring.

Once they had eaten, Akua turns to his servants, his Hand, Eye, and Tongue. He had new orders for them. The meat-packing plant was an excellent source of resources, but now they needed manpower, and Akua knew just were to get it. He commanded the Eye to observe the slums, to identify and surveil the various criminal gangs that infested these streets, learn their membership, their movements, their gathering places, and then to report this information to his Tongue. He tasked his Tongue with using the information from the Eye to convert the gangs, all of them. They would be made to put aside their differences and become his soldiers, holy warriors of the true God. He tasked his Hand with guarding his Tongue, seeing that no harm came to the most vital of his lieutenants in what no doubt would be a dangerous mission. He would eagerly await the results, for though his lieutenants had each proved themselves individually, this would be the ultimate test of their ability to work as a single unit to further his ends.

While they worked, Akua had other matters to attend to. The meat-packing plant was an invaluable resource, however his needs would reduce its efficiency and he needed it strong and vital. So it was that Akua walked among the workers, interviewing them, determining which of them lacked many outside entanglements like family and dependents, and which would be missed if they disappeared. For those he deemed able to vanish from the outside world without drawing attention, he called for them to gather in the plant one night after the shift had ended.

Akua's sending his Eye, Tongue, & Hand out on a team assignment. They are to convert the gangs in the slums into his faithful soldiers. The Eye is to find out who all the gang members are, who their leaders are, what their activities are, and where they congregate, and provide this information to the Tongue. The Tongue is supposed to use this information to figure out the best way to convert the gangs, to mold them into God's soldiers. The Hand is to provide security for the Tongue, make sure no gang-members can harm the Tongue as he goes about his work.

While this is happening, Akua is studying the meat-packing plant workers, both by observation and by interview. He's using his skill as a Ruthless Manipulator[+4] to determine which of them will be missed by the outside world, and which can safely vanish without raising suspicion.


  • Player: Valhawk
      • Akua

    • Faction: Akua [Himself], (Phyrexia Style Propagation)
    • Qualities:
      • Ruthless Manipulator [+4]
      • Improved Body [+2]
      • Biomass [+2] (Well Fed) - Temp
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • Flesh [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Inhuman [-2]
      • Hubris [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Hand of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Ultra Dense Bones [+2]
      • Maximum Strength [+2]
      • Improved Healing [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Single-mindedly Devoted to Akua [-2]
      • Stands out [Large, Ugly] [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Eye of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Undetectable [+2]
      • Agile [+2]
      • Amplified Senses [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Lightweight [-2]
      • Uncreative [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Tongue of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Master Orator [+2]
      • Angelic Touch [+2]
      • Pheromone Freak [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Inhuman Secret [-2]
      • Thou shalt not... [-2]

Quornes
Jun 23, 2011


Francis Egerton - The New Blooming Heart Building, East Side, Star City, Nu York, Federated States



Even as they hurry down the stairs, down below, Francis can barely believe it. That anyone could even conceive of betraying him. Now he realizes far too late his arrogance blinded him to the possibilities. The Church grew too fast and its reach exceeded its grasp. Oberons death a deep blow, but he was with the Crystal God now. The more pressing matter was getting to safety now that the feds were here. He can still remember when they raided him last time, back in the 60s. This time though Rok-nar had rallied the crystal spawn to delay and fight them. Even as he puts a hand over Lily shoulder to comfort her (trying not to stare too hard at her cleavage) and whispering soothing nothings to keep her going, he directs one of the spawn to rip out and carry the safe holding the Churches funds with them.

Down below the were the most faithful, those that had taken to living in tunnels and meditating by the crystal outcroppings. It was these he spoke to, arms spread wide and the Crystal Plates glowing overhead. "Fear not, my faithful. You have gazed into eternity. You have seen his glory. All these mortals worries shall pass in time. Those that would seek our end shall not find it, we shall start again anew. They can not stop the Church and it shall rise up again. Those that have heard my message shall remember it and rise with it, and new members brought into our ranks." They begin descending but Francis pulls aside some and tells them they have been chosen to serve the Crystal God and aid the others in their exodus. The chosen stay behind as Francis sends the rest down below.



Crystal spawn are used to block the entrances and more used to plug the entrance to below. Francis stands beneath the plug gazing through the crystal at his chosen...sacrifices. He grabs hold of the Crystal Plates and begins chanting, the glow rising into a bright light reaching out to the faithful above. They begin chanting in time, words entering their mind and soul. Blood starts to spill forth from their body as the chant reaches its crescendo.


Francis says comforting things to Lily, steeling her resolve with Duke of Bridgewater[+4]. He has a crystal spawn grab the safe where most of the cash was kept and goes below. There he makes a rousing speech to his followers, before sending them below into the tunnels to escape. He blocks the entrances to the dungeon with crystal spawn, then chooses some of the faithful initiates as sacrifices. He goes below, uses more crystal spawn to plug the entrance to the lower sections and starts an eldritch ritual using his sacrifices. Edges sharp as Diamond [+2] if appropriate, and The Crystal Plates[+2] to commence the ritual. Sealing off or hiding the tunnels from mortal eyes, ideally by weakening its bonds with reality and separating it at eldritch angles. At the least making it unable to be accessed by the unfaithful.


  • Player: Quornes
      • Francis Egerton

    • Faction: The Crystal Ascension
    • Qualities:
      • Duke of Bridgewater [+4]
      • What Doesn't Kill You...[+2]
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • The Crystal Plates [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Like the Cult? [-2]
      • The Flesh is Weak... [-2]
    • Misc.
      • 1 Favor: Elvitine
      • Cash: 150k
  • Player Owned: Quornes, NPC Minions(GM run)
      • Crystal Spawn
    • Faction: The Crystal Ascension
    • Qualities:
      • Instant Non-verbal Communication - Light and an eldritch connection allows for one to know what all know.
      • Hard to Destroy [+2] - It takes massive amounts of damage to destroy and shatter these monsters. It can be done though.
      • Edges sharp as diamond [+2] - What fine melee and tools these will be!
    • Minion Ability:
      • Crystal Monsters [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Basic [-2] - Unable to do anything other than single worded tasks (guard, stay, come) or needs to be supervised for other tasks.
      • Unease [-2] - The mere presence of these otherworldly things in the building gives off an aura of unease and slight dread. People won't stay away(this is not a free bonus to security) but can feel this aura. They will need to be kept far from the first floor and upper floors. In fact you might want to move services to the second floor of your building.

HiKaizer
Feb 2, 2012

Yes!
I finally understand everything there is to know about axes!


Taver Einklassen - The Mountain-Lion Pub

"Ah. Yes there is, but it is not so different to the way things are here." Taver said as he poked the fire with a stick. "Those in power make rules that suit themselves and those that support them. Sometimes those laws are good for the average folk, but even then most of the time the rules are better for them and their friends. Just look at the Bible. If god didn't want to make people suffer, why put the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden in the first place? Or why not warn Adam and Eve about the snake. So many words in it contradict others. Plus there's the way they talk about demons being bad, but then you have the 72 demons of Solomon who brought knowledge to humans that helped them. Sure, demons did bad things as well, but God also burned away Gomorrah in a pillar of flame, and unleashed the plagues upon Egypt. And Angels? They're just like the government. They don't really care about you, they're just doing their jobs. If that means taking you to heaven, well that's great. But that can also mean cutting you down with a flaming sword because you don't agree with god that you should stone your son to death because he thinks your neighbour's daughter looks pretty."

He had been looking mostly into the fire as he spoke thoughtfully. "But you understand Davey. Just because someone is powerful doesn't make them good. And their enemies are not evil just because they are opposed. People tell all kinds of lies about your father and your friends, but you just want to give power back to those who had it stolen away. You know that televangelist on TV, James Proctor? The guy that kept taking people's money and telling them all kinds of lies so they would give him more money. I am the one that killed him, and I did it with the help of those that people would say are bad. Everything is a tool, and what you use it for is what matters the most. If you are want, I can help you to gain this power to, so that you can use it to help your father and other people."

Taver summoned a shadow copy of himself, that went and put another piece of wood into the fire.

"See? I can make them in the day as well, there is no silly shadow is evil because it isn't light rule here. While the shadows can hide murderers and corrupt dealings, they can also hide a mother and her child from someone trying to hurt them. Shadows aren't bad just because they're not light. If you aren't afraid, and you have an open mind to do what you need to, then I can show you more. Are you willing to help your father more than you could before?"

Trying to induct Davey into the Lords of Chaos, using Living Weapon [+2] and Lifetime of Knowledge to appeal to his sense as a fighter and trying to help his dad and his cause. And of course, using Shadow Control [+2] as my Apocalypse ability, even though that does not necessarily need to be the same power that he gets if he accepts.

  • Player: HiKaizer
      • Taver Einklassen

    • Faction: The Lords of Chaos
    • Qualities:
      • Living Weapon [+2]
      • Lifetime of Knowledge [+2]
      • Intimidating [+2]
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • Shadow Control [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Soul Scarred [-2]
      • Wroth [-2]

  • Player Owned: Hikaizer, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Colonel
    • Faction: The Lords of Chaos
    • Qualities:
      • Milita/Manpower [+2] (Rednecks, Hillbillies, Truckers, Bikers, Some Ex-military)
      • Military Resources/Weapons [+2]
      • Stronghold [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • None. (Needs Apocalpyse Ability use to change minion.)
    • Drawbacks:
      • Anti-Government (On Terrorism watchlist, will not accept ANY support of govt.) [-2]
      • Anger [-2]

Rhjamiz
Oct 28, 2007



Detective Kane - Hotel Hell, Heaven’s Kitchen, Southside, Star City, Nu York, Federated States


Kane looked over everything he had. Well. It was a start. He wasn't sure just what he could accomplish without the resources of the department behind him, but he wasn't about to just sit here on his rear end and do nothing. He threw on his shoulder holster and coat before heading out. He couldn't tell if it was his imagination, but he thought he heard the sound of distant thunder as he made his way toward the slums...

Using Investigator [+2] to poke around the slums. So helpful.

  • Player: Rhjamiz
      • Detective Stephen "Steve" Kane

    • Faction: Tabula Rasa
    • Qualities:
      • Investigator [+2]
      • PPAT [+2]
      • Pistol Qualification +2
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • Storm Lord [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Anger Management [-2]
      • Soft-Hearted [-2]

I am Communist
Apr 19, 2002



Akua - Meat Factory, Slums, Old Town, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
0/3 BP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmGlfkBA0kU


The men in the factory clanked their axes and cutting implements ritualistically. Their eyes feverish and delirious. The finest cuts and most fatty and delicious pieces cut from every selection of beef. Piled high. The Hand and Tongue ate their fill, with the Eye flitting about the edges like a scavenger. Nipping a piece here and there. The Eye went on her mission and began.
  • Within the slums there were:
      • The Bloodgang - Streetgang
      • Don Lou's boys - Organized Crime
      • Micky O'brien & the Greenlads - Organized Crime
      • Vlad and the Hammers - Organized Crime
      • Bluebloods - Streetgang
      • Nacho's Lowriders - Streetgang
      • The Berserkers 1% - Transient Biker Gang
      • Angel's Devils 1% - Transient Biker gang
      • Club Jiro - Transient motorcycle street thugs

The Tongue took to his ministry with the Hand providing a deterrent to those who might want to shoot first rather than listen. It was a good thing Akua had done this because the Hand had to kill a few who would have certainly damaged the Tongue. As each gang or criminal syndicate fell into the fold the numbers of the Army of Akua's ranks swelled with weapons, drugs, money, and control of the slums. The clubs and gambling houses soon had the pimps and prostitutes also enfolded into Akua's forces. If it was vice, Akua had his tendrils into it. The few corrupt cops that took bribes also fell into the ever growing sphere of Akua's influence. There wasn't much business as usual, as the converted simply watched and waited.

The Eye began scanning the streets for the homeless and cast offs. Before she saw him. It? She didn't know what to make of him. He took one of the prostitutes that had been missed in the sweeps. An independent operator. She followed. He had incapacitated the prostitute and bound her up quite well before placing her into his van with practiced ease. The Eye could perceive the muttering of the man. It was like a prayer. The kind the mortals gave to Akua. But to himself? or some other power? The Eye ran along the rooftops keeping pace with the van easily. When the van arrived at its destination the Eye stealthily followed the man and his victim into the dilapidated building.


"WHORE!" He slaps the prostitute awake. She is bound to a table, many hooks and barbed instruments along the walls. The woman begins to scream and the man puts on his mask before he begins to work. When he is done, the Eye follows him again. Curiously he does not eat his kill but dumps it out back of a food dispensary business. She comes back to report her finding to Akua.

The interviews had a handful of young people without immediate attachments far away family or no one. No significant others. Perfect. They gathered in the dimly lit service room located in the back of the plant.

The Tongue and Hand re-entered. With the Hand gesturing emphatically. Something it wasn't usually capable of doing. The Tongue nodded at the Hand and spoke. "My lord. A very large tower made of crystal has appeared. This is after the storms and terrorist attacks on the nights previous to this event." He paused. Waiting for Akua's wisdom.

The gangs are all now a part of the Army of Akua [+2] (mortal). The interviews give Akua a handful. Also it seems the Eye has found an interesting target. A hunter.



Francis Egerton - The New Blooming Heart Building, East Side, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Pfl2Aw0y5U



The ritual is fueled for the faithful and by the faithful. From the outside, if onlookers would be believed a sphere appeared around the building and disappeared everything inside. This extended below ground. Everyone and everything suddenly gone. There was a distant screaming as if the world was being tortured and just as suddenly it was all back.


The edges cut anyone and anything close. Those that were inside already however...

Pockets of law enforcement and Federated agents still held out within the structure. Using grenades and heavy munitions to shatter their way into sealed spaces and destroy crystal men. They were taking losses and would soon lose by attrition. All radio and video contact to the outside was blocked by the divine interference of the tower. Many lost their poo poo at being dimensionally shifted and returned, and the crystal enemies did the rest. They often shot their fellows as much as any of the religious sect or monsters. A mess.


The works below have inverted and become the tower above. The Crystal Fortress will prevent entry to any not of the faith, it will confound with its aura, make people sick, cut them, and those foolish enough to try and attack will be met by the Crystal men. It emits a signal and energy that prevents communications nearby and within. It can be seen anywhere in the city as a bright, glowing, yet divine site. Already news crews and people are coming to look at this eldritch miracle.



Taver Einklassen - The Mountain-Lion Pub
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MC7H1rOU1Gg


Davey found himself leaning forward. Mouth agape. "How? Did you do that?" He nodded that yes he would like to learn indeed. The shadow performed its tasks. And Davey followed it around. Putting his hand through it. "How does it hold stuff? It ain't solid?" Curiosity outweighing that this should not be happening. He smiled. Tendrils of shadow seeping into the young man, already poisoning...or was it purifying him? Taver hadn't really thought of it in those terms. Truth. A truth. One that Davey, no...David. A nice biblical name would learn at his hand.

"When can we start?"

Do you want him to be a fighter? A caster? Manipulator? How will you mold Davey into David? What kind of truths will you reveal unto him? What he gets depends on it.



Detective Kane - Hotel Hell, Heaven’s Kitchen, Southside, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pS-gbqbVd8c#t=84s

The night was his. Kane walked though the alleys. Something didn't smell right. The streets were clean, too clean. Like something bad was going to happen. He had a hunch and waited out by the Snoozy Weezy Glup'n Stop. A third rate burger and hotdog chain that was open 24 hours. An itch between his shoulder blades made him feel like maybe he was being watched but went away. A strange scent on the wind. The van rolled by into the back and stopped. Then the bags were thrown out.

Splosh. Splat. Splut.

The car's tires pealed rubber as it sped out of the parking lot. As Kane ran over. When he knelt down and saw it. Blood. This wasn't someone's chicken dinner. In an instant he was in hot pursuit. His own vehicle catching up and making up for the lead of the van. This had to be him.


Found him!

Quornes
Jun 23, 2011


Francis Egerton - The New Blooming Heart Building, East Side, Star City, Nu York, Federated States


Its a moment crystalized in time. As the chanting reaches its peak the Crystal Plates flash brightly with light and suddenly gravity is not, direction is not. Above becomes below and below becomes above. The walls groan as crystal sprouts out to encase them, scintillating colors flashing as the building changes into another form entirely.

As it ends Francis finds himself back above ground, with the others he had sent fleeing. This was...far more than he had expected. It could only be a nudge, a sign from Dygra himself. Maybe it was time for a more direct approach? Is that what you're telling? Francis wonders. He shakes off his shock and starts marshaling his followers. "Quickly now. We have been truly blessed here, with this physical manifestation of the Crystal God's will! We must take action to show those who would stop his work the truth. You lot over there. Take some of the spawn and have them start capturing the remaining attackers and bring them here. They will be shown the truth and be blessed for it!" Another initiate is sent to find James body and bring it back. "And someone find Clyde!" he yells.

He turns to Rok-nar. The man had come far from his beginnings but had proven himself time and time again. "Take some of the faithful and start to explore the roots of the tower. I am sure there are secrets here left to teach and help us."

Finally he speaks to Lily. A crystal spawn had come back by then and dumped James body on the ground. "Lily, you have proven your faith. When faced with choosing between the church and" he points towards the body "one who would destroy it, you chose the Crystal god. You are ready to see the truth. Will you?" He sweeps an arm in the direction of the Crystal Pyramid, a pair of initiates there waiting to guide her. They bear the crystals he had chosen for Oberon in their hands, outstretched to give to her.



With that done, its time to make a speech. Clyde fumbles at first but gets the camera ready. Francis knows hes got to get this just right to spread the word and keep the feds from just blowing the place up. Well, they could try but whether they could actually do so was in doubt. They'll have to risk a run outside to get the video uploaded, but they couldnt contain all of his followers. He clears his throat and begins. "We have been blessed today with a sign..."


Sending people to direct the Crystal Spawn and capture as many feds as they can, then forcibly converting them. Either they fail and become more spawn or are shown "the truth" and follow willingly. Or just go mad.
Finally making Lily a lieutenant. With Oberon dead it will fall on her to take his place, her faith having been proven. The Crystal Plates [+2]
Having Rok-nar take some of the initiates and begin exploring and figuring out the tower, starting with the roots.
Francis is making a grand speech and getting it out onto the web. Hes got to run some damage control on this and use it to gain more followers/support. He'll play off the police/fed raid as an attempt to suppress peaceful worshipers who prayed for salvation from this tyranny and had their prayers answered. Look at what the Crystal God can do! Come, join our ranks! Be whole, be healed, be happy with the Church of the Blooming Heart. Duke of Bridgewater[+4]



  • Player: Quornes
      • Francis Egerton

    • Faction: The Crystal Ascension
    • Qualities:
      • Duke of Bridgewater [+4]
      • What Doesn't Kill You...[+2]
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • The Crystal Plates [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Like the Cult? [-2]
      • The Flesh is Weak... [-2]
    • Misc.
      • 1 Favor: Elvitine
      • Cash: 150k
  • Player Owned: Quornes, NPC Minions(GM run)
      • Crystal Spawn
    • Faction: The Crystal Ascension
    • Qualities:
      • Instant Non-verbal Communication - Light and an eldritch connection allows for one to know what all know.
      • Hard to Destroy [+2] - It takes massive amounts of damage to destroy and shatter these monsters. It can be done though.
      • Edges sharp as diamond [+2] - What fine melee and tools these will be!
    • Minion Ability:
      • Crystal Monsters [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Basic [-2] - Unable to do anything other than single worded tasks (guard, stay, come) or needs to be supervised for other tasks.
      • Unease [-2] - The mere presence of these otherworldly things in the building gives off an aura of unease and slight dread. People won't stay away(this is not a free bonus to security) but can feel this aura. They will need to be kept far from the first floor and upper floors. In fact you might want to move services to the second floor of your building.

Valhawk
Dec 15, 2007

EXCEED CHARGE


Akua - Meat Factory, Slums, Old Town, Star City, Nu York, Federated States
0/3 BP

The report was concerning, though he let none of that show on his features. Whatever the crystal spire was, it was something unnatural and he had little doubt disruptive to his own plans. However, there wasn’t enough information to understand what the implications of its appearance was, much less develop a counter-strategy. “Clearly the work of the fallen forces of this world, attempting to prevent My coming,” he added for the benefit of his followers. With a gesture the Eye is summoned, and Akua sends it to surveille the strange tower with strict instructions that it remain wary of the spire and to stay far enough away that it would be safe from whatever effects it might have.

Then, Akua turned his attention to his Tongue. “Your work recruiting My army pleases me greatly, you are proving a worthy tongue indeed. Among the converts you have brought me are a number of police officers. They were deeply involved with the criminal element of the slums, but nevertheless they are still police, and still have friends and co-workers in the force. They are to serve as introductions for you, a means to spread My truth to the police force. That is the task I give to you. However, this task will be a delicate and risky one. You must convert the police, teach them to serve only Me and to desire only to please Me, but you must do so without drawing unwanted attention. The powers that be in this world are often agents of the fallen powers, ever ready to squash any chance of mankind’s salvation. You go to one of their outposts to subvert it for the one true God, but if the powers were to discover my existence before I am ready, then they may well be strong enough to forever crush humanity’s last hope of returning to My grace. So go, carry out this holy work, but do not hesitate to take every precaution to be sure that you are both successful and undetected by elements I do not wish to yet know me.”

After his Tongue left, Akua turned to the candidates, his voice booming. “Rejoice, for I have chosen you to receive a special blessing. I require that this place,” he gestures around him to the meat packing plant, “thrive while still being able to supply My needs. If production were to suddenly drop, then questions might begin to be ask, question I do not desire. So, I have chosen you to be transformed, to taste of the true flesh and be perfected for the role I have chosen for you. So come forth and receive communion.” He held out his hands, as each of the candidates approached, he fed them a liberal dose of a slurry of his cells. He would transform them into perfect workers, replace their inefficient and weak human forms with far superior ones. His cells coursed through their bodies, refining organs until the workers would require virtually no sleep or sustenance, hyper efficient digestive and endocrine systems extracting the maximum effect from every morsel of nutrients or second of sleep, and not wasting even the smallest amount of energy. Their muscles were improved to allow for the strength and coordination needed to butcher the cow carcasses far quicker and more efficiently than any human could ever manage. Their limbs gained innate blades making the implements of their craft part of their very bodies, able to be wielded with an innate precision and flexibility that no outside tool could ever possess. That they would no longer appear human mattered not for they were being made more than human. They would be able to work not only longer and harder, but better and faster than their merely human co-workers. Their entire lives would be the factory, its work their holy purpose, prayers of devotion to Akua ever on their lips, perfect.

One after another they would receive this baptism into their new lives. The transformed would no longer require pay, freeing up funds for Akua’s use. The factory managers would see to arranging meals and sleeping areas. In time, as other workers managed to excise attachments that did not serve Akua’s interests, they too could receive God’s blessing, the blessing to be perfected in his image and for the purpose his will dictated.

Akua’s transforming the candidates using Flesh[+2] making them into perfect workers for the packing plant, able to prepare the meats in a fraction of the time of a regular human and requiring significantly less food or sleep than a normal human.

He’s sending out the Eye to do recon on this crystal tower thing, with instructions that it take the utmost caution.

His Tongue is being sent to use the dirty cop’s as introductions to start converting the police force. Akua makes sure the Tongue understands discovery by the powers that be before Akua is ready would be disastrous, and that he is to take every precaution to ensure that doesn’t happen.

  • Player: Valhawk
      • Akua

    • Faction: Akua [Himself], (Phyrexia Style Propagation)
    • Qualities:
      • Ruthless Manipulator [+4]
      • Improved Body [+2]
      • Biomass [+2] (Well Fed) - Temp
      • Army of Akua [+2] (mortal)
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • Flesh [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Inhuman [-2]
      • Hubris [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Hand of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Ultra Dense Bones [+2]
      • Maximum Strength [+2]
      • Improved Healing [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Single-mindedly Devoted to Akua [-2]
      • Stands out [Large, Ugly] [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Eye of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Undetectable [+2]
      • Agile [+2]
      • Amplified Senses [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Lightweight [-2]
      • Uncreative [-2]
  • Player Owned: Valhawk, NPC Minion(GM run)
      • The Tongue of Akua
    • Faction: Akua
    • Qualities:
      • Master Orator [+2]
      • Angelic Touch [+2]
      • Pheromone Freak [+2]
    • Minion Ability:
      • Flesh Monster [+0]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Inhuman Secret [-2]
      • Thou shalt not... [-2]

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Rhjamiz
Oct 28, 2007



Detective Kane - Slums, Old Town, Star City, Nu York, Federated States


Kane's heart was pounding as he tailed the van. He had the bastard, dead to rights. The idea of performing a pit maneuver and taking the monster down right here and now crossed his mind, but he knew he'd have to follow the fucker back to his lair if he wanted to put the guy away for good. Smart thing to do was wait. He had the plates. Soon he'd have an address.

Using Investigator [+2] to tail this guy.

  • Player: Rhjamiz
      • Detective Stephen "Steve" Kane

    • Faction: Tabula Rasa
    • Qualities:
      • Investigator [+2]
      • PPAT [+2]
      • Pistol Qualification +2
    • Apocalypse Ability:
      • Storm Lord [+2]
    • Drawbacks:
      • Anger Management [-2]
      • Soft-Hearted [-2]

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