Law of the Jungle: A Destiny Roleplay (RETIRED)

*a portal opens on earth as the doom weaver start scouring the cosmo for the sol heretics* (Open)

[i][u]Ruinous Powers.[/u][/i] [i]Now everyone could see it. The massive warp storm that had appeared in the Solar system was visible from every planet. Especially from earth. The Massive storm loomed ominously over the system, it's intentions unknown to others, but known only to some.... The first to fall were the Sunbreakers of Mercury. They fought valiantly, showing to the enemy the strength of titans. But it wasn't enough. They were savagely killed, falling one after the other. As a last effort, they echoed a warning across the stars. "This is Jaela Ruk of the Sunbreakers! To all Guardians, prepare! The Demons walk the Earth! I repeat, the Demons walk the-- EAAUGGHG!!!" The transmission gave nothing but static afterwards.[/i] [spoiler]open... come investigate Mercury, if you dare...[/spoiler]

Zunix sat on a mountain side cliff. He looked up at the night sky. It was raining. He had spent the early parts of the day exploring and mapping out the dense rainforest. Eistla Archipelago, Venus. A name so old, and nearly forgotten. He still isnt quite sure what hes looking for, but he feels he may find some answers here. (Open)

can you translate this to english?

A traitors path, [u] Location: the Loop, old Chicago [/u] Tundra-2 is located near the Empire State Building. Climbing up the building at the second floor, Tundra-2 walked around a corner to discover a broken down elevator. Being Chicago multiple years from now, it looks all beat up and mossy. Tundra-2 thinks "there's no way it works". Tundra-2 then walked into the elevator prepared for anything. He pressed the broken down elevator button to the top floor. Minuets later he was there at the top. Tundra-2 wandered out of the elevator. There were 2 hallways one with a dim light, and one pitch black. He walks toward the dim light. He got to the frame of the hallway. Halfway through the hallway Tundra-2 herd a whisper, it said. "Beware the man who walks the halls". Tundra-2 looked back to see a strange figure fade into blackness. Tundra-2 ignored it as a vision and continued forward. He then enters a room filled with light and all over the walls he saw the phrase, "Tex Mecanica". He had never seen this. In the other room he herd gunfire. He ran into the room equipped with his jwel of Osiris to se a man. Firing a gun at some fallen. The weapon looked exactly like the guns fired at the sol prodigy. The man turns around to see Tundra-2 looking at him with a fierce look. The man wielded a weapon that in it said, The Last Word. the Guardian said to Tundra-2. "It's ... You".

[b]quasis walks around the cosmodrome, she was scouting the place to see if it was a good idea to set up a base in the area. The Sol heretics needed a outpost near the city if they were to work with them[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

Nerd

[b]Neptune sat upon the beaches of the forgotten shore, he'd decided to take a moment and think about his past, why he'd become loyal to the Speaker. Although he was given very specific instructions not to talk about it, he almost felt like someone else knew his secret...[/b] [i]Damn, why is this bothering me so much?[/i] [b]He thought to himself.[/b] [spoiler]Open to anyone. [/spoiler]

[i]A surge of energy is both felt, and heard throughout the Earth. A ball of energy falls from the sky and into the Cosmodrome. It creates a massive explosion as it crashes and a tall Vex appears out of the explosion. It is surrounded by Minotaurs that begin to patrol the area as the large Vex wanders off by itself. It finds an old, crumbling building and teleports some of the Minotaurs inside, the Vex then starts wandering again[/i]

It is another bitterly cold morning in the rocket yard, vapour hangs in the air,clinging to anything that passes through it. A couple of dregs and a vandal are keeping watch inside the entrance to the Kings watch. They observe a curious sight by the entrance to the refinery. Echo-9 has managed to capture and restrain a hive wizard, it's arms are held apart by energy bonds. Echo's right hand and arm are inside the Wizards chest cavity, she feels the warmth and ichor seeping through her wraps as she searches around. The wizard hisses and curses then spits in her face, " [i]you will get nothing, NOTHING[/i] "You know you could make this whole thing easier and just tell me what I want to know". Echo knows bartering is pointless, this is her 3rd wizard in as many days. The others expired at about this point,but this one is powerful, which also means stubborn. "Loop?...Loop?...You there? " Echo's ghost materialises."yes" E:" Watch my back, there is someone watching but I can't locate them while I am doing this" L: "Affirmative" E: "And it's not those fallen they were here already. Right you lets see what you can tell me" Echo turns her attention back to the wizard. (Open)

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Drevvin's hand hit the table "damn it all" he cursed. "Haha my fallen friend, nice try but you've never beaten me in an arm wrestle yet!" Gloated Azazel. "OF COURSE I HAVEN'T!" Exclaimed Drevvin "You're one of those exos! You can alter your strength with the twist of a screw." "Exo or not, replied Azazel,I'm considered a member of the pack Drevvin, and I'd like it if you'd treat me like that." "HEY, you two!" Yelled Petra, "get on the skiff! The wolves aren't gonna hunt themselves!" "Now now Petra, no need to get antsy",said Azazel Drevvin looked at Azazel and told him he was still speaking fallen. "Oh shit, sorry Petra, by the way, aren't you supposed to be at the outpost handing out pistols to guardians?" "Haha, very funny, the reason I need you two to get back in the field is because another archon took the place of the last one you killed, that little regime is back." Growled Petra, " We need you and judgment's hand back on the hunt." "Alright fine", said Drevvin after he got his translator on, "JUDGMENT'S HAND, LOAD UP AND Get READY FOR THE HUNT!! Drevvin's yell got the attention of everyone at the bar, the band of pirates and bounty hunters grabbed their swords and guns and got ready for the hunt. Notes: Drevvin is a vandal with about as much respect as a captain among the other fallen pirates. Azazel is a reactivated exo found in the reef who learned to speak fallen, and has modified himself to look like a fallen with four arms and eyes. Judgment's hand is the group of fallen Azazel and Drevvin command within the reef against the wolves that escaped with Skolos

[b][u]The Perfect Rose: Part l- Grando Ad Regum [/u][/b] [u]The Dreadnought[/u] [b]The halls were silent in the Dreadnought save for the occasional shuffling of Thralls and the towering footsteps of knights, the pseudo silence abruptly halted by a Tombship docking and the heavy, announcing footsteps of Wardens echoing through the halls as the footsteps near the ship. The Wardens soon reaching the docking location and stopping in their tracks as the many Hadium plates on the ship move aside, revealing large exits to the ship with ramps leading to ground level. [/b] "[i]Could it be possible? No, it can't be...[/i]" [b]Muttered a warden in Hive tongue, his words raspy and his words spoken rather slowly. The Warden immediately jolted into a saluting position involuntarily as he saw a familiar Hive general before him, General Aras'ul.[/b] "[i]I have come here with astounding news my subjects... The King's daughter is alive and well. [/i]" [b]The General looked down at the Wardens as he smirked gleefully at his own comment, another figure exiting through a door of the ship; this one wearing tattered Hunter armor damaged to the point of being unrecognizable, the appearance of the figure indicating that it is female the Wardens all clapped in celebration as the Hunter walked up to Aras'ul and stood beside him, somehow remaining a formal posture despite injuries.[/b] "[i]Oryx wants you to... Well, return to your previous state. No hard feelings.[/i]" [b]Aras spoke in a friendly manner, odd for him as most portray him as cruel and calculating.[/b] "I suppose so..." [b]Sierra sighed as Aras'ul began making his way to the Ship's mausoleum, Sierra following behind him slowly along with the Wardens following behind her, the Knights' footsteps loud as expected.[/b] "Any advice on this subject? Though I doubt you'd have any." "[i]We don't have any advice, ma'am, just do t think about it.[/i]" [b]They all kept walking down the winding halls until they reached the Mausoleum, surprisingly empty for such an important event. [/b] "[i]Go on ahead through the portal. It'll open soon enough.[/i]" [b]As soon as Aras finished his sentence, the main portal in the room opened up with a brilliant display of green flames, illuminating the already well-lit room in an ominous manner, though not enough to leave any kin of Oryx shaken.[/b] "Let's just get this over with. You get the ship ready for Earth and leave a few Wizards here to oversee this." [b]Sierra finished the sentence with an anxious sigh and teleported to the portal, now only a few feet away from who knows what may lurk on the other side.[/b] "[i]Remember. Don't think about it![/i]" [b]The General jokingly remarked as he exited the room, Deathsingers taking his place as Sierra slowly trudged into the portal, disappearing completely and leaving the Deathsingers to be alone with each other. [/b] "[i]The General knows that we are meant for funerals, not rituals![/i]" "[i]He also knows his to put a disobedient Deathsinger in their place, so clean up your act before we both get killed.[/i]" [b]The Deathsingers conversed in Hive tongue as they kept waiting for what seemed like ages, when it was only a measly fifteen minutes until the portal became distorted slightly, the Deathsingers fixing their gazes into the portal as a figure wearing Vex-like armor with strange growths of Hadium and Hive bone on the helmet, gauntlets, and boots, the cues you've being a standard Lucky Raspberry except painted olive to fit in with the armor, the figure in question seeming to be male due to their physical appearance. [/b] "[i]It's about time...[/i]" [b]A Deathsinger accidentally said aloud as she then recoiled in fear, the make figure staring at the Deathsinger blankly before speaking.[/b] "You know I can hear you. Right? And you should know that my weapons haven't been fired in awhile and Oryx wouldn't hesitate to make you my target practice." [b]His tone seemed to be sarcastic and nonchalant, not seeming to care at all.[/b] "[i]Good riddance if my dull companion over here dies. Anyways, Aras is waiting.[/i]" [u] [/u] [u]Earth, Cosmodrome Rocketyards. [/u] [b]a large Tombship touched down in the Rocketyards,armed with more firepower than your standard ship, possibly a flagship by design. The Hadium plating moved aside and revealed the exits of the ship, several Hive acolytes exiting in single file and scanning the area.[/b] (Open to Alpha and Vaax.)

The foundry competition arises. Kolai (hunter, Tex) faces his fellow combatants. "And for Tex Machina, we have Kolai, using the first word and some prototype shots in ive never seen before. This is rumble, death match." [spoiler]i need more representatives for foundries to compete[/spoiler]

"What's with your grin Rogue 75?" "It's not Rogue 75 anymore" "Well what is it?" "Death Machine. That's all a guardian is. So call me that" *The other guardian attempted to grab her Monte Carlo but Rogue 75 fired at her arm* "Hey come on don't reach for that weapon. It's a nice weapon shame if it happened to be kicked away and slowly drift in the rivers of the Cosmodrome" "-blam!- you" *Rogue 75 kicks the Monte Carlo into a river* "oops" *He chuckles and raises his Capherone at the titan. He fired but missed due to the titan going in the river for the rare piece of weaponry* "You'll be dead some day" *Rogue 75 begins to walk away* (Open)

[i][u]Ruinous Powers.[/u][/i] [i]The Solar system. So small, yet, so significant... it existed across many different universes, always seemingly the epicenter of Galaxy-shaking quakes, terrible events that would drastically change the lives of it's inhabitants... and one of theses such events was on this Solar system's doorstep. The first to feel it were the hive. What dod they feel? They felt what no hive had ever felt before. Fear. A true darkness approached... and the laughter of thirsting gods were it's forebearer, gods with a thirdt for blood... Then next, the Warlocks. The powers of the warlocks had always been an object of curiosity, of wonder... on that day, any and all who deemed themselves Warlocks felt it. The terrifying shiver that traversed theie bodies, the sentiment of unease that went through them... it didn't matter who they were, where they were or what they were doing. They all felt it at the same time. The quakes that shook their minds, like the thumping footsteps of giants, resonating through their presence... Then, The Vex. They not only felt it, but they saw... in all of their time controlling prowess, nothing they could do could prevent what was to come, all they could do was hide, quivering in fear as they watched through the possible outcomes of the grim future that was upon the torn system... everyone in the Galaxy with a semblance of psychic connection or force felt the tremors of the bloodsheds to come.....[/i] [spoiler]forgot to mention: Open for Questions/Reactions.[/spoiler]

[i]Adara sat in the tower bar, alone with a scowl on her face and bags under her eyes. In her hand, she held a small glass of liquor. She had just heard some important news. Usually, she would've been delighted to hear it, but instead she felt something else. Grief? No, not possible. She's only tired. Then why is it that she decided to slowly drink her supposed grief away? It's been a long time. She hasn't slept well lately. She needs downtime. She won't be alone for much longer however, as a couple of guardians enter the bar only to pick a fight with a legend. A titan, and a hunter. [/i] H: Well well, look at this! It's the "legend" herself, Adara Sov! What brings you to a lowly bar like this? You're supposed to be an example to everyone else and be hero- A: Who are you? What do you want? H: Don't mind me, I'm just the best guardian around and no one can hope to beat me. A: I don't have to listen to your bullshit, what do you want? H: Oh, a little feisty eh? Me and my good friend here want to fight you, plain and simple. The Crucible is a joke and it's barely a challenge compared to the armies of the darkness. What do you say old pal? T: I'm going to break you girly. A: Go on, hit me. [i]The Hunter takes the first chance to hit Adara square in the face with the palm of his hand. She grabs the hunter's hand and crushes it. The hunter let's out a scream and drops on the floor writhing in pain. The titan goes for a punch, and Adara easily avoids it. She counters the titan, breaks his jaw with a punch and knees him in his abdomen. The hunter gets up, and grabs the titan with his other hand and drags him out slowly out of the bar[/i] H: You crazy bitch! What's wrong with you? A: You're lucky I went easy. Run along you idiots. I'm distraught whether or not I should be mourning over The Queen's death. H: We'll come back! We're gonna make you pay! (Open)

*Sheila reached out into the the void and drew all her void into an orb of void on her right hand. Then she did the same with her arc creating an arc orb on her left hand. Then without hesitation she started to fuse the two orbs. Upon fusion a large explosion was released destroying everything around Sheila.* Sheila: "Two down one to go." *Sheila the refocuses her energy into drawing out her last element. She reaches into her flame within and draws out a flame orb. Immediately she brings the the infused orbs with the solar orbs close but is unable to fuse them. It doesn't stop Sheila from forcing them to come close to each other. Using all her strength she pushes the two orbs closer to each other but they stop moving when they are one centimeter away. Unable to move them closer she remembers what is at stake and pushes the orbs together. Creating another explosion only twice as big and brighter than pure light. As soon as the explosion subsided the orb that was created jumped into Sheila.* Anonymous voice:*Angrily* "So you want more power huh? You greedy bustard. I will control you and destroy you for this." Sheila: "You want to control me eh? Well I'm afraid that won't happen. I only require this power to save lives." Anonymous voice: *calm*"Save lives did you say?" Sheila: *about to cry* "Yes." Anonymous voice:*ashamed* "Sorry about that then. You may have our power but on one condition. Never use it for only its power." Sheila: "I understand." *The unanimous voice disappears and Sheila is filled with a great power.* Janet:*laying down on ghost* "Is it safe?" Sheila: "Yes it it. Now what is part two of the plan?" Ghost: "We call in reinforcements." Sheila: " Let's do it then." Ghost: "Wellll you see I can't get get pass this vex interference." Janet:*jumping on ghost* "I think I can help you ghosty." Ghost: "How so? And did you just call me ghosty?" Janet:*With a smile* "Because we're best friends." Ghost: "I guess we are." *Janet hugs ghost even more* Janet:*letting go* "Oh yeah, I can get past this interference but it won't reach far. Probably the only ones who will hear anything would be those close to the planet." Sheila: "Make it happen guys." Ghost: "Transmission starting..." Janet:*happily* "Boosting signal..." ~transmition starts~ "This is an important message conserning the fate of the city. There is a large vex army unlike anything we've seen before and they have their eyes set on the city. They will destroy it in mere minutes unless we stop them here. Lock on to this signal and come here if you want to prevent the death of the last city on earth. Hurry…(static)…grow stro…(static)…Hurry. ~Transmition ends~ Janet: "So do you think others will come?" Sheila: "That's the plan. Now we wait." *Sheila walks over to the edge of the destruction and sits under the share of a tree. Meanwhile Ghost is taking Janet on a [i]trip[/i].* (open) [spoiler]Let the fight commence. Btw I'm bad with commas just putting that out there.[/spoiler]

The wind was lethal. All that was keeping him alive was the heated Thermo-Gel and the bulk of his armour. Infernos had passed many dead Fallen of an unknown house, killed by the cold or...something else. Ketches and Skiffs had been flying low reconnoissance runs all afternoon. They Fallen were on Europa looking for the same thing. Infernos had touched down in the outskirts of the ruins of New Chicago, a vast metropolis now falling into Fallen hands. The old Spaceport now functioning as a landing strip for the Fallen's ships. Infernos and a fire team had set off on Sparrows into the ongoing Ice-Storm, but was quickly split up. Now however, with the entrance to the Hive's largest 'Base' looming over him, he wished they were there with him. How many Hive were in there? And which God was sitting at its helm, calling out to Xivu Arath across the stars? It would only be a matter of days before more Hive fleets came to assist Oryx. He had to destroy The Necropolis, kill the ascendant and cut off all Hive links before either the fleet arrived or the Fallen blew their cover. He pitched his tent in a nearby cave, waiting for another fire team member to arrive... (Open)

[b][u]I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire[/u][/b] [u]Cosmodrome, The Divide[/u] [b]A large Hive Tomb Ship landed on a small plain in The Divide, multiple Hive Swordbearers storming out of the ship with swords drawn and eyes peeled.[/b] "[i]Area clear.[/i]" [b]A Swordbearer spoke in a raspy whisper, in a Hive language of course, as English is reserved mainly for the royals. [/b] "[i]Understood, hold down the area.[/i]" [b]Another hive knight walked out of the ship, his armor matte black with the insignia of two hive swords behind a trio of skulls emblazoned onto his chest with light-violet light, his stride formal in every sense of the word, his footsteps befitting of an 8 foot tall knight.[/b] "Spread out and cover the area, I'll watch the ship until further notice." [b]The General spoke in a less raspy voice compared to the Swordbearers, his voice still distorted slightly, however. He drew his two Swords and performed an X-slash at the air as the Swordbearers dispersed and he watched the area like a hawk.[/b] (Open.)

Lucios wasn't sure what to think about the information in the dead ghost. He had just got out of the vault, running a mission to investigate an anomaly in the vault. The anomaly turned out to be a ghost. The shell of the ghost was interesting. Regular generalist design with bronze plating on it. The bronze seemed to be mixed with another metal. Apparently, it was preydeths ghost. It was talking mostly gibberish, something about things that didn't exist. Lucios' ghost seemed baffled that she was looking at a ghost for a man that didn't exist. She had tried talking to it, but with no luck. Lucios' ghost: "Preydeths ghost seems to have Vex tech welded onto it. I can't tell if it was voluntary or not." Said Lucios' ghost. Lucios: "Well, voluntary or not, I think we need to call in a fireteam for this." LG "Without telling the vangaurd? You sure?" L "The vangaurd will want us to turn in Preydeths ghost. I think there's still more to find with him." "..." L "Ghost?" LG "Yes, gaurdian?" L "You ever want a name?" LG "I've never thought about it.. why?" L "I dunno, it just doesn't seem... human. I mean, Ghosts' personality matches that of a human, why don't they have names?" LG "We were all born from the traveller. The moment it died. I don't think it would of thought of names for every ghost." "..." LG "Petal." L "What?" LG "Petal. Does that sound like an okay name?" L "It suits your personality." Petal: "It certainly does." Preydeth's ghost "No light, no dark, no nothing. Nothing existed" L "Oh, right. Preydeths ghost." P "Yeah. You want me to send out fireteam invites?" L "Yes please. Inform them on what's going on too." P "Allright. Lines are open." Open.

[b]there has been stories going around about old Houston. About how it is a hive breeding ground to a paradise. They are far from the truth[/b] [i]old Houston, 9:36 am[/i] [b]a vex patrol walks through downtown, their arc weaponry marking them as a different group, one that is believed to be a fairy tale. The sol heretics, vex that are sentient and against everyone, it doesn't fight guardians actively but if the guardians attack them, they fight back. Their leader sits in her throne in minute maid park, trying to solve a rubric cube that her scouts found[/b] "Ugh. Why did humans invent these things? They are frustrating."