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PBP Games / Re: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by wisekill1 on March 07, 2017, 11:49:53 AM »
Freya jumped out of her chair the moment Osiris removed his head-band. Adrenaline thundered through her veins as she look around her like an cornered animal, desperately searching for a threat that she could face. But all she saw instead was the great Void closing in on her, clawing at the hull of this ship, desperately trying to surround her in its eternal cold, silence and darkness. The reality of space travel that she, and so many other liked to ignore came crashing down on her. Freya stared into the eternal abyss, and it laughed at her. It laughed at the childish attempt of life to challenge it. It laughed as all the awesome power of gravity could only temporarily and locally bring an halt to its endless entropy.

And Freya heard it laughing. Both as a soft voice inside of her own mind, and as a thunderous laughter coming from outside the ship. She wanted to run, but there was nowhere to go. She wanted to escape, but the blackness had surrounded her.

Then Osiris put his head-band back on his head. Freya found herself halfway to the door of the room, but she had no recollection of doing anything but jumping out of her chair. She tried to compose herself while she walked back, but failed. So when she spoke her voice was still shaky and with a hint of fear.

"But.." She said, obviously having some second thoughts while she asked the question. "How do we" She made a gesture towards all the different races besides the Ki'Jan. "Notice your 'Anti-Psionic' ability? We do not even have normal Psionics." 
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PBP Games / Re: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Grif101 on March 07, 2017, 05:16:50 AM »
Neal had seen a lot of gently-carressed up things in his career, especially working as Coalition intelligence, which had taken him to some pretty dark places he doubted even the others had experienced. However nothing, nothing, could have prepared him for the sensation of utter, abject horror and nothingness that came over him. Even Neal's well-honed sense of calm and smartass attitude was stripped away by Osiris's anti-psychic presence. He immediately got up from his chair, the suddenness and force of it knocking it back as Neal instinctively started reaching for a weapon, any weapon. He had pulled out his combat knife and had shakely put himself into a combat stance, sputtering out "Holy excrement, gently-carress. gently-carress. What the gently-carress Osiris!? What the gently-carress are you!? The galaxy's most horrifying freak show? What the gently-carress."
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PBP Discussion / Re: OOC: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Grif101 on March 07, 2017, 04:58:30 AM »
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PBP Games / Re: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Ragez on March 07, 2017, 02:23:39 AM »
Zeph's crystal immediately began glowing orange, standing out of his chair and reaching behind him for his knife before realizing that it was still in his cabin. Gritting his teeth, Zephirus began to feel his crystalline neurons quivering and inducing pain...begging him to do something about the situation...

"Pain is so gently-carressing annoying. Even as a warning signal, I don't think feeling this is worth-" Zephirus began, before being interrupted with a singsong voice going, "Pain reminds us of the danger we're in~ With no pain, there'd be no awareness of things that are actively killing us~!"

"I'm...well aware, Zeph." Zephirus replied, as his vision grew dimmer and his apprehension took hold, "We can rally the others to kill him, enough bodies piled onto him and we can twist his limbs until they-"

"No killing!" Zeph replied, regaining control over his body as the danger faded away and the crystal glowed blue once more, "He's not an actual threat! He's just kind of an impassive douchebag!"

He slid back into his chair, shivering as the pressure slid away and the fear dissipated. Nothing to fear, nothing to worry about, the pressure was gone and guns weren't drawn. Every hint of rationality kept Zephirus from leaping over the table and throttling Osiris before the man could rip his arms out. "Interesting t-trick!" Zeph exclaimed, before whispering softly "Goddamn would've been nice if he'd warned us beforehand thouuuuugh..."
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PBP Discussion / Re: OOC: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Tobbs on March 07, 2017, 12:07:38 AM »
Fixed it :sorcerer:
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PBP Discussion / Re: OOC: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Tobbs on March 07, 2017, 12:05:27 AM »
No pain for anyone but Aluin
A misunderstanding on my part, then.
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PBP Discussion / Re: OOC: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by LordNecross on March 07, 2017, 12:04:27 AM »
No pain for anyone but Ailuin.

More like existential horror for everyone else.
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PBP Games / Re: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by Tobbs on March 06, 2017, 11:53:03 PM »
Thada had been in the process of picking up his jacket from the floor when Osiris had removed his headband. The sudden, raw shock on his brain made his body simply collapse to the side as if he had been knocked out. Lying on his side and staring into the bottom of the chair he had sent into the wall, Thada quickly felt his breath shorten, and he realized the tube to his oxygen mask had gotten caught on one of the chair's legs when he fell down, tearing the mask off. But when he tried to reach out to the mask to put it back on, he realized he couldn't move a muscle, as his entire body seemed to have gone into some sort of lockdown from this abhorrent sensation. His vision started to darken and blur; all he could do was breath heavier, try to get enough oxygen to his brain, and focusing on staying conscious and try to weather through what seemed more with each passing moment to be a horrible dream. A part of him felt that it would be better to just pass out, to let go and get rid of the paranoia and the smothering horror. But his body refused; instincts had taken over; it was fight or die now.

Just as Thada felt his consciousness starting to abandon him, the sensation stopped suddenly and instantly. His body was left shivering, his hide covered in just as much sweat as before the shower he had just taken a short while ago. His vision returning to him, he looked up and saw that Osiris had put his headband back on. What was this? What was he? This was not at all what Thada had been expecting. A moment ago he had enjoyed himself by poking fun at the grouchy doctor, but now any notions of fun or play had dissipated. Thada suddenly got an insight into the true gravity of the situation, and what's more, he felt a cinder of fear towards Osiris flaring up within him.

He sat up, laying a hand over his face, the other fumbling for the mask which hung over the chair leg. "You have...my full attention...boss..."he panted, his already spent body left exhausted by the whole ordeal.
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PBP Discussion / Re: OOC: Frontier: Cold Shock
« Last post by mikethor007 on March 06, 2017, 11:16:40 PM »
Mittens! LOL

Perfect. :D
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PBP Games / The Pariah
« Last post by LordNecross on March 06, 2017, 11:13:12 PM »
Ursea didn't know what to really say to the Vis," I'll keep that in mind." She merely disregarded the Vis's babbling, she didn't really want to talk to it to be honest, maybe that would change with time. She had also found his insistence on claiming the her friend's name meant Urine in some alien tongue rather annoying, as if the same did not apply to everyone in the grand scheme of things.

The Ki'jan doctor finally spoke up as well, he however asked a question she would not mind answering. He seemed to want to know how she had tamed Suu-Suu, which was something she could never forget.

"Well, I tamed him while I was on my culling, I was not the strongest in the litter or the biggest. So I had to try extra hard to survive, I had always like animals though and when they were preparing us for the culling, I asked all I could about the land and its creatures. I spent time with the beasts of my clan to try and understand them, I was very little so I liked to pretend I could talk with them." She explained thinking she sounded a bit silly, but it was the only way she could tell it.

"As soon as we were dropped off in the heart of the jungle though, I realized how unprepared I was. We were set upon by the beasts and plant life almost immediately. I think five of us out of the several litters present were immediately killed, I remember them being dragged off into the underbrush," She said her gaze more towards the back-wall than the doctor now, " I got away and tried my best to survive over the next few days, I managed only by sheer luck. However I got hurt and lost my foot, it made it a lot harder to stay mobile and keep myself fed, that's when I found Suu-Suu, he was a lot smaller back then but he was still bigger and stronger than me. Taming Suu-Suu took time, I gave him my own food and tried my best in training him how I saw the elders work with their beasts. I am not sure how I managed it, I think he sensed that I needed him... Once I could at least get him to obey simple commands we started hunting, and we worked very well together. With food, I could heal my wounds and regain my strength, and soon I was able to train him better. Eventually we made it back to my clan with the rest of the survivors, and we were accepted back with open arms. I was a surprise for them though, they expected me to be one of the first to die."

She didn't notice Neal eyeing her and Suu-Suu, she was far too preoccupied in her own thoughts, then the Human called the Taurgit 'Mittens', which she didn't really understand why, it must be a human thing. Apparently Khrelan had fallen asleep, she thought that was rather silly so she giggled a bit before returning to her train of thought.

Which was that she was a runt in the eyes of her peers, Kurgeshan peers, but it was something she tried not to think about too much, this mission was just another among many distractions she afforded herself. Before she could say any more though, the door to the meeting room opened up and Osiris walked in drawing Ursea's attention.

Ursea watched him walking in, she had to admit to herself that their leader was an absolute hunk, and she wouldn't mind continuing to work with him. She wondered if she could get him to spar with her. She pretended to be attentive when all she was really doing was checking out his rippling musculature.



Osiris walked into the room, he had been watching there reactions to one another when forced to interact, he needed to see if Aesen had made good choices. Neal seemed to prove himself the most, his eye was keen for breaking down who he was working with, Osiris had always seen through his facade though. Osiris must be a rather frustrating person to work with, as he would not be so easily understood, but Neal had a far better chance of figuring him out than the Ki'Jan did, for obvious reasons.

He looked at each of them gathered hear, and began speaking, not giving them a chance to respond to him coming in.

"Hello, I see Aesen has gathered you all here rather early. Hopefully you are prepared to receive the briefing, which I will begin now." He said as he immediately grabbed his head-band and removed it.

The effect was immediate, the absolute, abject horror washed over them like sinking into an icy abyss. It was suffocating, and those that could sweat, broke into a cold sweat, and the paranoia set in. It was like being watched and not knowing where it was coming from, like death was stalking them at this very moment. It was an utterly unnatural feeling, one that made you want to jump out of your own skin and run, just to put as much distance between oneself and whatever the source of this feeling was.

The source was obvious though, it was undoubtedly Osiris. Everyone in the room felt this feeling to the extreme, without exception. However Ailuin felt it the worst, it was like feeling the antithesis to his existence press into his own, it was physically and mentally suffocating.

The pain the doctor felt was unlike any he had every experienced before, he could no longer sense the minds of others, his psionicly linked equipment immediately failed. His head hurt so bad it felt like it was ready to split open at any moment. The pain however was far too much for him to take, as he let out an agonized foamy gurgle and fell out of his chair and collapsed on the ground, he vomited whatever contents were in his stomach and immediately blacked out.

Then Osiris put the head-band back on, and the feeling was gone immediately. In the commotion, no one had noticed Suu-Suu claw its way  into the vents in the room, it vacated the room instinctually it seemed. When the presence had dissipated, Suu-Suu poked his head in through the vent and looked around before immediately going back to Ursea's side.

Aesen piped up from the sound system, "I do believe that they received that a little too well."

It was a wake-up call, this was no game, this was serious and if they thought any less of the task at hand they probably would not survive. He was not doubting their ability, but he had to give them a taste of the horror they could come to face out there.

Osiris looked about the room, "We will be fighting what is known as Orks, that is what these creatures refer to themselves as. Some of you already know a bit about them as I had to tell you to convince you to come aboard, others came for other reasons."

His voice was calm and collected, "What you just experienced was my presence, an absence of psionic energies, all of you are slightly tied to this energy in some way, this does not confer ability though. I am called a Pariah, I am an Anti-Psionic, my mere presence disables psionic ability. As I am part of this mission as well, it should be obvious why such an ability is needed."

He stopped for a brief moment, " I shall let the doctor compose himself before continuing, as I am sure the information I am about to provide will be very useful to him."

He stood and looked at them each of them having their own reaction to what just happened. Ursea just looked at him attentively, she had little choice after what she just felt, it immediately stopped her mind from wandering as it was. She would need to take a shower after this, as she had broken into a cold sweat like a few of the others. It gave her new perspective on who or what their commander was, he was assuredly not the kind of human they must have suspected him to be.
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