On an island just off the Southern tip of the land of Offtopic, The Vault manifested; a titanic pyramid of flat black metal. The corruption of the Deep surrounded it, spreading out into the land like wicked roots of devil’s snare. Taking… twisting, and poisoning the land with ichorous venom, a living sputum of purest decay. Rising from the oily pools the Speaker simmered as he watched the horizon, distant glimmering lights of the cities and communities of the land, how many times had he destroyed them; only to see them rebuilt defiantly. He grinned as the thought occurred; if they never rebuilt, what would he have to destroy?
He felt the roiling hunger of the Deep, and it’s desires and intentions filled his mind.
‘Soon my love… there is so much more to devour now… patience.’
The patience of the Deep was a comical concept, and now it depended on him to remain on this plane of existence, the last Queen would soon be dead, thanks to the foolhardy mi’qote. And once that happened, the Deep would turn to him once more. Countless hours of study and research into the nature of the Deep had revealed what Speaker had suspected, The black material of the deep was composed of a hive-intelligence, a race of nanoscopic lifeforms, linked by the dark bonds that connected them. They were the form of “life” that evolved in and from Dark matter; literally the spawn of darkness… and they were legion…
Now he controlled their terrifying forms and their ravenous hunger; the keys to it’s power we’re finally in his hands, raising one hand to the sky the Speaker, reached out with his new compound minds-eye, the corruption began to boil and steam beneath his feet like a fetid swamp, rising into the heavens rapidly and forming blackened clouds that crackled with dark lightning. The strikes danced upon the tip of the great vault, as the Speaker sighed in ecstasy. He looked to the distant city and gestured a slow offering hand towards it.
‘Are you hungry my love?’ he thought with teasing levity
As if guided by the devil himself, the winds picked up and formed an ominous stormfront of black; blotting out the sun and rushing towards the city,
The people of offtopic who noticed the clouds approaching disregarded it at first.
And then the rain began…
[spoiler]This is leading up to a new Raid adventure, but don't tell anyone[/spoiler]
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I shall volunteer to be the first offtopican to drink the Dark Goopy From the Sky to see what it does to the hoomin body
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*A strange figure takes note of the strange rain and storm clouds. He is small compared to a human standing at about 4’, and wears black robes with silver linings. A strange green gem circles around his head and he looks at a spell book, writing things down as he walks towards the rain.* “I have never seen dark powers such as this. Perhaps this plane of existence will be more useful then first expected.”
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*A rift swirls open, Hook steps out, his armor repaired* First deep sea monsters and now -blam!-ing rain?!?! Today is not my damn day! *He looks around* Wait, this is the place. The bounty should be around here somewhere *He holds up his proximity tracker*
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*driving a sunderer with two NS operatives manning the turrets.* Hmmm... this is an anomaly for sure, best to stay alert. *both turrets start rotating, looking out for potential threats.*
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*You see a corpse approaching you, it’s chest is replaced by a gaping cavity. The corpse wields two chained guillotines, one in each hand.*
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Hecate steps outside her newly built skyscraper near Insane’s house in the mountains of Offtopic* “What is this stuff?” [spoiler]Hecate’s Appearance:Her body shape is that of the Exo Stranger, although she isn’t an exo, she has purple eyes and a purple cloak, she has long black hair, and her body is a meld of flesh and metal. Her head is metal. [/spoiler]
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Shit I knew Vault B wasn’t a coincidence on the map.
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Alternate timeline bump! [spoiler]We have to schedule that battle[/spoiler]
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Rain rain go away, come again NEVER BECAUSE I DONT WANT DEEP WATER ON MY LAWN!
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BuNp!