The Black Devil
[LULLABIES]
SPECIAL FEATURES
- Electromagnetic Grenade Clings
- Each manufactured grenade comes equipped with an electromagnetic grenade cling, once activated it will stick to most surfaces upon initial contact.
- Tisyn-C
- Tisyn-C drifts through the air like a silken shadow, invisible yet imbued with a malevolent will, slipping past defenses with the quiet inevitability of a collapsing star. Once inhaled, it claws at the nerves, which can ignite convulsions and unravel cognition into a haze of creeping dementia, leaving even the strongest minds trembling on the edge of oblivion. Within moments, the toxin can seize the body's vital rhythms, paralyzing the lungs and snuffing out breath as though the very life force were being siphoned into darkness, and even those attuned to the Force can experience their connection nearly severed by the gas' effects, overwhelmed by the agent's ruthless velocity before they could marshal their power.
- Nighty, Night
- The grenade is a small vessel of catastrophic intent, each fragment of its casing containing a concentrated storm of Tisyn-C. Upon detonation, the nerve agent unfurls like a living shadow, seeping into every crevice, overwhelming defenses, and striking the nervous system with unrelenting precision. Its strength lay not in fire or shrapnel, but in the invisible, insidious force of the toxin, capable of bending even the most disciplined warriors to convulsions and despair before they could mount a single effective counter.
- Restricted Inhalation
- Though devastating in its reach, the grenade's venomous embrace was not absolute. Those armored in specialized respirators and bio-sealed suits could walk through its ghostly cloud, the Tisyn-C unable to breach the barriers. Its weakness lay in preparation and discipline: awareness of its presence, the right protective gear, and the quick reflexes to seal every inhalation could turn the weapon's invisible fury into little more than a harmless mist.
Ajalurk-Chaidth moved through his private chamber with the deliberate grace of a predator attuned to cosmic currents, his mind orbiting possibilities as vast and intricate as the stars themselves. Before he could commit to a single method of distribution, he had to understand the very essence of Tisyn-C: its velocity through air, its affinity for different surfaces, and the ways it interacted with the unsuspecting body. Vials of the agent hovered in magnetic stasis fields, each one a miniature constellation of deadly potential, and he observed them with the meticulous patience of one tracing the birth of a nebula. Sprayers and diffusers were tested first, their sprays calibrated in shimmering clouds over isolated containment fields, and he watched as simulacra of living beings convulsed and faltered under the toxin's relentless precision. Each experiment refined his understanding, each failure revealing nuances of speed, saturation, and lethality that no database could convey.
He experimented next with sealed capsules, releasing the gas in sudden bursts, noting how the density and pressure of confinement altered the toxin's aggression. In some trials, the agent dissipated too quickly, leaving only echoes of its power; in others, it pooled too heavily, rendering it hazardous even to the testing apparatus. And always, he measured the invisible tether connecting its chemical fury to the physical and mental endurance of his subjects, noting how even the strongest simulations could be overrun in moments. With each iteration, the vision of a single, compact delivery mechanism crystallized in his mind; a device small enough to carry unseen, yet capable of unleashing Tisyn-C with devastating precision.
Finally, the grenade emerged as the culmination of these cosmic calculations: a perfect compromise between mobility, speed, and lethal efficiency. Its casing, a lattice of reinforced alloys, contained the volatile agent until the exact moment of release, then scattered it in a controlled, expansive cloud that could not be ignored. He watched simulations unfold, noting how the concussive dispersion amplified the toxin's reach without sacrificing intensity, ensuring that even the most disciplined warriors could be undone before they could respond. In that moment, Ajalurk-Chaidth smiled, a rare curve of satisfaction, knowing he had transformed Tisyn-C from a silent menace into an instrument of unavoidable reckoning, a tool worthy of the scale of his cosmic vision.
Out Of Character Info
Intent:
Personal Explosive Grenades
Image Source(s):
https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/ajalurk-chaidth-kryze.200200/
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Technical Information
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