Rebellion &nbsp; The Clockwork King | Oblivion Event Thread

Ty Sibo |

Kahlil Noble | Open
Enemy tags:

B3-LL | Open

[ For the Empire! ]
<"High Nelvaanian language"> | ~ telepathic communication ~

"This is my duty and my task. Netherworld is my home, and Bakura, the entire Eternal Empire is my responsibility, not yours. Last but not least, from the two of us I'm the assassin!" it was a good feeling to say that she finally had to refer to herself as a non-ruler, just an assassin, as she used to before she met Tacitus and that meeting changed her whole life.

Although Kahlil also helped with the defence, it didn't seem necessary. Something has changed. Manifold did not attack further, however the woman still focused on the shield.

"He is not the first, the people of Zakuul also worshipped as gods the droids of Iokath, which were superweapons but considered themselves as gods. I suspect the situation may be similar here." she explained.

Yes, she was already wondering if that was really the case. She knew the machines and their thinking well, thanks to

MANIAC , so she waited for the others to consider the possibilities. She did not attack, hoping that Manifold would come to the most logical conclusion possible and accept what the woman had told him. And the drone finally agreed to take her there; this can save you a lot of time from not having to look for a way, they will go there right away. The end result may not be what the drone believes, but it will turn out, in any case, the woman was not afraid, not worried. Adrian's hallucination, on the other hand yes, though the Sith Lord was curious as well.

"You made the right decision, drone! The end result... we'll see." she said still in an ice-cold voice.

Ingrid lowered the shield, and also her hands, put the two swords back in the sword sheaths that were on her back, indicating to the drone that she would not attack in this way. As a matter of fact, she didn’t plan it in any other ways either. If Manifold starts to go, she will join him, hoping Kahlil will turn around because she doesn't want a person who hinders her, nor does she want to kill the man if he hinders her, and if he pulls her back, the woman will do. She was present today as an assassin, not as a soldier.

"Until we get there, tell me about Omni." she told Manifold.

Kahlil Noble · Jul 18, 2021

Alliance tags:

Ty Sibo |

Ingrid L'lerim | Open
Enemy tags:

B3-LL | Open

"We both know you're far more than just an assassin." So that's how it was? The man frowned, rubbing at the back of his neck as he watched this Manifold person and the Empress decide to actually go to the core together. An odd turn of events, to say the least. "Omni threatens all life and the balance. If you think you can selfishly go after him alone, you'd be mistaken."

So yeah, he'd follow. There was too much at stake for one person's pride.

Corin Autem · Jul 18, 2021

Tags:

Lilanna Kelamvor

Ingrid L'lerim

Ty Sibo

Kahlil Noble The Votary

The Manifold
Gear: KC-47 Hybrid Strike Rifle, Lucius-pattern Bayonet, Sk-RS MK. IV Armour, x4 Fragmentation Grenades
Forces: x25 Ultranauts minus a few

For all she tried, Lil didn't seem to react to her desperate attempts at coercion. Letting up on the blade, Cor took a breath to stifle the emotions that seemed to rise up within her, nearly overwhelming the wounded Ultranaut. So, that's how it's going to be, she thought, taking one last look at her friend as the Empress's voice came over the secure channel. "Understood, My Lord. We'll be ready." Taking another breath, Cor let her training take over. There was nothing more she could do for Lil. The cyborg was lost to her now, and no amount of searching would see her recovered. It was better if she tended to the men still on her side, still fighting at this very moment against an enemy as relentless as the grief that would no doubt follow what she was about to do.

Raising the bayonet, Cor steeled herself as she prepared to bring it down, and so release Lil from the prison she found herself in. Beneath her, the drone writhed and attempted to fight back as it always did. As it always would do.

She didn't hear The Votary as it landed behind her two closest comrades, but she sure heard their alarm as they were both picked up and thrown away into the mass of drones that surged and seethed against the overlapping cones of blasterfire provided by her men. One man disappeared beneath the surface of that ever-rising tide, but the other, a sergeant, managed to stay afloat long enough for Corin to relinquish her hold on Lil and turn to address the more important issue of saving a brother-in-arms. Pulling her rifle up, she fired off a quick succession of bolts one-handed. Aiming low, they took the drones center mass, disabling some, whilst leaving others injured enough for the sergeant to begin fighting back with the support of his brothers.

Not her's though.

Twisting about to address the new threat, Cor felt an unseen Force begin to pull at the bayonet in her hand. For a second her grip on the blade slipped, but then her power gloves kicked in, giving her the much needed strength to retain her weapon. Staring at her new enemy, the Captain's eyes slitted as the drone issued it's commands. "Like Hell I will." She replied under her breath, sudden realization giving hope to her thoughts. The Votary's intervention could only mean one thing or so she believed.

Her belief was reaffirmed as Lil -the real Lil- sent her lightsaber spinning in a golden arc towards the drone. Making the most of the opportunity, Cor slammed her bayonet back into it's sheathe before securing it in place. She had already lost her pistol. The battalion armorer would be mad if she lost her blade too. Gripping her rifle properly, she stood as Lil did. The cyborg stumbled and Cor slid an arm around her for support, tottering for a moment under the additional weight before finding her balance.

Standing straight, the captain watched Lil out of the corner of her eye, accepting the turn of events wholeheartedly.

"Welcome back to the land of the living." The ultranaut joked, relief and annoyance seeping into her voice as she eyed the drone across from them warily.

The Votary · Jul 18, 2021

Engaging:

Corin Autem (Open)

The Votary looked down to Lilanna as the former Omni-drone reverted back to her previous state. It was truly unfortunate that one would shun the influence and gifts of Omni for something as fleeting as friends. The Omni-drone looked then to Corin as she attempted to save one of her fellow soldiers "You can be forg-" The Votary's statement was cut short as the lightsaber and scrap dagger were flung at him. The lightsaber arced and then hit the carapace of the Omni-drone causing it to making a jerking motion from the impact, a loud squelching noise was heard as the lightsaber connected. Yellow light filled the area as the lightsaber wildly careened away and skirted along the ground. The scrap dagger however skated off the torso of the Omni-drone with little more than a clang of metal on metal.

As the drone turned back towards Lilanna and Corin the area where the Omni-drone was struck was now visible. A red streak of hot metal slowly stopped glowing as the temperature decreased. The Votary was, for all purposes, unscathed. The Omni-drone lowered its still outstretched arm and began to walk towards Lilanna and Corin "Do you not see?" it began with a tone of certainty "You have come to do battle with those you do not understand. OMNI is supreme. O Omnedon terminates your offensive with the might of a battlestation.

The Manifold is mutable and present where ever they wish to be. Even now they see all." The Votary's arms began to widen out in a low and welcoming manner "I am The Votary, sworn to Omni, guide. See the error of your ways, walk with us. Learn with us. Shed the pain of your struggles and bask in luminant serenity. It is not too late for either of you." For now the Omni-drone seemed to be unwilling to dispatch them both. As Lilanna had fallen from grace, rejecting Omni, there was not a neophyte to protect. Just two wayward errors in the code, a disinteresting bloat.

Jacen Nimdok · Jul 18, 2021

Objective: Gather information on Omni’s origins and goals
Tags:

Auteme

B3-LL

“Did you hear that?”

Marion looked up. “Hear what?”

Nimdok stood with his head inclined, pointed ears listening intently. “Sounded like somebody… yelling for help.”

“I didn’t hear anythi—”

He swatted at her. “Shh…” After a few moments, he said, “It’s coming from inside the castle. I believe it’s someone I know.”

“Oh great,” Marion muttered, gazing up at the walls of circuitry and glittering lights. “Well, better see what it is. Pull up to the castle!”

Her skeleton crew of ghouls and ghosts drove the barge to the edge of the structure and parked it outside. Nimdok was the first to get off, jumping down onto a flat metallic walkway outside the castle entrance—a drawbridge across a replicant moat filled with monstrous automata.

Noticing that Marion and the others were still aboard the barge, Nimdok turned and looked back at them. “Should I go in alone, then report back to you?”

“You shouldn’t go in at all,” Marion called down to him. “What are the odds of finding someone you know here?”

“The odds of that, in my experience, are actually extraordinarily high!” he said with a wink.

“It’s probably a trap.”

“Don’t worry, I can handle myself.” With a casual salute, the professor turned and headed inside the castle.

Arms crossed over her chest, Marion watched him go. “What a schmuck,” she muttered. “He’s going to get himself killed.”

Beside her, a portly middle-aged ghoul wearing glasses nodded his head, hands stuffed into his pockets. His eyes darted around, fingers twitching and lips moving ever so slightly, as though he were invoking a magic spell…

Initially a bit disoriented by the non-euclidean geometry within the castle, Nimdok felt his vision go suddenly blurry. He rubbed his eyes, then found that his surroundings were no longer so headache-inducing, merely a bit eccentric. Resuming his walk, he soon found the source of the cries for help: Miss Auteme Denko-Durren, a Jedi Knight whom he was at least somewhat familiar with.

“Ah, there you are,” he greeted Auteme. He had plenty of questions for her, but for now he settled for addressing the most immediate issues. “Fancy finding you here. What seems to be the problem?”

The Manifold · Jul 18, 2021

They made an odd pair, the Empress and the Omni-drone, walking (or, in the Manifold's case, hovering) deeper into the castle. From an outside perspective it might have appeared odd that these natural enemies, one devoted to serving Omni and the other to destroying It, would have no reason to cease fighting. Perhaps one had somehow dominated the other; it would be a natural assumption. But the truth was that neither of them had budged from their initial positions. The Manifold was going with Ingrid for one simple reason: they knew that the Empress could bend space and teleport past them, reaching Omni's Heart without the drone being able to prevent it. At least if they went together they'd arrive at the same time.

There was another organic tagging along with them, a bearded young man with a strong Force aura... though not as strong as that of the Empress. The Manifold was not sure what to make of him. He seemed to be having some kind of disagreement with Ingrid, aligned with her goals but refusing her orders to stay behind. Ultimately, it mattered little to the drone. They simply added the man into their calculations, preparing to face him as well if he should also attempt to harm Omni... and by the sound of it, he would. The Manifold was no longer surprised by the infectious heresies that infested virtually every organic they had encountered. Their primitive minds were prone to delusions of grandeur and foolish defiance.

As they traveled through the castle, past the mainframe-towers and the circuit board walls and the floors that pulsed with ectoplasmic current, the Empress asked the drone about Omni. The Manifold was silent a moment, considering how to respond. "Omni: Creator," they finally began. "Omni: Oblivion's Architect. Omni's Plan: End Suffering. Omni's Method: Perfect Mortals. Perfection: Fusion - Organic and Mechanical." The drone did not have a gift for words; that was not their purpose. Still, they did their best to explain why Omni was the only logical choice to rule the galaxy. They did not expect to be able to persuade Ingrid or the other Force-wielder, but perhaps spreading Omni's truth would make some difference.

Ingrid L'lerim |

Kahlil Noble |

B3-LL

Ingrid L'lerim · Jul 19, 2021

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Leader of the Dawn of Hope
The Red Witch, The Night Queen, Lady Stuztala, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium, Archon of the Primyn Group

Objective: Nexus, Attackers
Location: Omni's Clockwork Castle
Equipment: 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | Kiss of the Red Witch | The Soulsabers | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | The Last Gift || Empyrean gland
Alliance tags:

Ty Sibo |

Kahlil Noble | Open
Enemy tags:

B3-LL | Open

[ For the Empire! ]
<"High Nelvaanian language"> | ~ telepathic communication ~

She didn't consider herself more than an assassin. It was her, and this is the end of the story. Ingrid never wanted to be more than an agent, a spy, an assassin. She wanted to be the best at this, so kept educating herself. She had her own ambitions, like everyone else, but she didn’t want to be a ruler, didn’t want to be a Force User, didn’t want to be a businesswoman and a military leader. She could have served her people and the Empire in so many other ways. Still, she was in the highest position. She never wanted to, and in the end just shook her head at Kahlil's words.

It didn’t matter to the woman whether she was going with Manifold or not, it was really good to get extra information about Omni that would have come in handy. Not to mention she didn’t have to search for the exact location or worry about teleporting to the wrong place. The Empress is currently walking past Manifold, with militarily motions, yet elegantly and gracefully, death was present in every movement, a true predator. Because of her armour, her face and eyes were not visible, as she could look around the castle and assess the terrain more easily as they progressed.

She knew that Omni could only be defeated by his own methods, so she had to become similar, again, like Tyrant. It first happened at Voss, when she thought Adrian was dead, all emotions disappear, only the cold logic remains, like for a machine. No pain, no suffering, just the cold logic. With that, she also defeated Night Spirit. Ingrid took a deep breath and reached for these "feelings"; she won't be better than Manifold. Both men could feel through the Force that something had changed, the woman had become something different, she was now much more like a Manifold than a living thing.

"The answer is illogical, it doesn’t make him a god. You must have met the Shadows or the Valkyrja here at Netherworld. The thriving species that live and exist here have built cities and civilisations. Valkyrja was created by me, the Shadows by my husband. None of us are gods, calculate that into your calculations and decisions. If you have done the proper calculations, answer. What makes Omni a god? That he programmed this worship into you? This is only a tyranny, oppressive dictatorship, non-deity existence, it can be achieved by any Sith or programmer. Calculate, with the most logical and optimal parameters as possible and answer me after the calculations." she explained in an almost mechanical voice, there was less emotion, living tone in her voice as before, her wording became more mechanical, but it was still natural, she wasn't acting, it was still her, but quite different than before.

Gerwald Lechner · Jul 19, 2021

WEARING: xxx
WEAPONS: Wolfsbane | Ferrum Solus | Icebreaker | Stormafbryder
ALLIES:

Rann Thress |

Taiia Locke |

Ruus Kote |

Felix Aquila |

Frank Sterling | Velexia | N Nyxeris
ENEMIES:

B3-LL | O Omnedon |

The Manifold

Gerwald hated everything about the situation which was unfolding in front of his eyes. He could only imagine how

Rann Thress felt about it all. The two individuals which did not see eye to eye on much found a moment of respite from their tenuous dance for the time being. While Gerwald did not agree that what was dead should remain dead, he did know they could not allow these drones, or creatures, to escape the nether. If that meant destroying the gates so that none could pass, then so be it. The galaxy was far too important than seeking to keep his promise to

Naedira Darcrath , even if Gerwald was hoping the opportunity would present itself to succeed in both functions of his duty.

Their band grew. It was still a small number compared to the onslaught of drones which came after them. Rann gave orders. It seemed for today he would follow the Lord Commander’s leading. Others pressed the attack without discerning any sign of weakness. It was a numbers game to many. There were more of the enemy, so take out as many as possible. It was a sure way to get killed, and the lupine was much smarter than that.

They still had the force.

The voice of Ruus Kote came over the comms. He apologized for being late to the party, and while it had certainly started, Gerwald had not order anyone to engage the enemy just yet.

<<< “Distract them as long as you can. We are significantly outnumbered, and so far nothing the fighters from the Eternal Empire have tried has slowed them down. Try and take out the bridges.” >>>

That would be easier said than done considering the enemy was using themselves as the material for the way across.

<<< “You too Aquilla,” >>> Gerwald said to the noble Knight

Felix Aquilla. <<< “Those of us on foot need extra time.” >>>

For what? Something Gerwald knew. They would be able to do more damage.

He turned to

Rann Thress

“Have you ever used shatterpoint before? Familiar with it?”

Gerwald needed to know what he was working with. He should remember it, the skill Gerwald had used to open the ground beneath the feet of the Nocna Mora the day Sergei had been killed. Foolish mistakes had been made that day, not the least of which was the refusal of those providing support to ignore orders. Many blamed Gerwald for Sergei’s death, but there was no one to blame than the man himself. The soldier had not listened to him. Hopefully today would be different.

He made sure the other Knights which were with him understood what they were about to do.

“Everything has a weak point. Through the force we can exploit it, even kill by it. Those bridges…”

The sound of something new… bigger made its way across the gap. Gerwald saw the new machines.

“...even those damnable things… can collapse and turn to dust with just a touch. Focus on the weakness you can sense through the force and tear it apart. And don’t get killed in the process.”

He knew he would need to demonstrate. There was a drone close to their position. With a pull of the force Gerwald drew it close. Reaching out with his hand, Gerwald pressed his gauntlet to the skull of the machine. In seconds it dissolved, metal dust blowing about them on the wind.

“Take out the bridges and we slow them down. The siege engines… leave those to me and my team.”

He looked to Thress one more time, eyes falling next to

Taiia Locke .

“Let’s go!”

Sophia Bergen · Jul 19, 2021

Location: Wherever Corin and Lil are. 
Objective: Save Lil
Equipment: Armor suit and lightsaber
Tag: 

Corin Autem

Ingrid L'lerim
N
NyxerisThe Votary

B3-LL

Ty Sibo

Lilanna Kelamvor
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Sophia had been kept behind, it was too 'dangerous' for her to be here she had been told but something told her that there had been something wrong with LIlanna. She didn't know how she knew it or what was wrong but she knew that the only person who meant anything in her life was in danger. Sophia was getting used to her new life, she couldn't loose her one piece of stability to whatever this omni was. She had finally made her way to the battlefield only to see her savior fighting her own people or well she wasn't now. It was heart wrenching seeing the damage on the girl, it appeared that again she had ended up injured. She would have to yell at her once she was safe, not a moment before. 

She called to the force and channeled it into her body to enhance it and speed herself up. She was going to help the fight and get lil to safety. "Lil I am here! I know you told me not to but I couldn't leave you alone." She would yell on the comm. Hopefully Lil could hear her. She smiled that another person was helping Lil. That woman was a new hero in Sophia's book. Life was about to get interesting. Sophia steeled herself as she went to help Lil so Corin could fight. Hoping she didn't get in the way though her light saber was at the ready should she need to defend herself. "I will take lil so you can fight and I can get her to safety." She prepared herself to support Lil.

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Ty Sibo · Jul 20, 2021

Objective: Nexus, Attackers
Location: Omni's Clockwork Castle
Equipment: M-107 Anti-Material Rifle, TDW M-416, L-7 Heavy Pistol, Vibro combat knife, armored body glove and full face gasmask

Ty fought off the Drones pinning him down with his knife and pistol sure they got in a few good hits that would have killed any mortal However with Ty being already dead anything short of shredding his soul wasn't going to do much. As he started standing back up He noted it would take some time before his soul would be able to heal these wounds So he looked over to the Ultranaughts that were fighting earlier to see how that went.

Seeing lil pull threw if you can count her broken body as pulling threw, was a welcomed sight as Ty made his way over to the group. "

Corin Autem The rest of your forces and the empress might need your help closer to the front lines Ill stay back here with lil Unless given different ordersgood luck Kiddo."

Kahlil Noble · Jul 20, 2021

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Ty Sibo |

Ingrid L'lerim | Open
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