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"To be remembered" Bismuthite said to himself as his weapon was summoned - the small metal airbrush gun with it's tube wrapped around his waist, and the weight of the small air compressor at his back. There were also the vials of paint tucked in his belt. He hadn't time to figure out how to use his weapon, but he had a quick mind - blind them. Blind them than deliver blow after painful blow. And then hope that there would be someone to cover for him as he reloaded.

In formation he marched. Marched on to battle. His first battle. And what a way to begin.



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Bellatrix stance was tall, defensive, and ready. Her spear clenched in her hands. It was lucky she had brought it after all. She was beginning to think she had wasted her time. It didn't seem like the Senshi were going to have to go anywhere - the Negaverse was coming to them. And the Senshi would do what they've always done - protect. Protect Elysion, protect the Earth.
Good would triumph over evil! Even if good and evil was all in the perception.... The Senshi would win. No doubts about that. She didn't allow herself to doubt it. The Senshi of Fortitude stood resolute.

They were there, scattered amongst Elysion like the merry, cajoling fools they really were. Were they so arrogant to truly think that the Negaverse would sit idly by and do nothing while they tried to corrupt the Earth? Never again, not so long as he was still alive and able to fight. It was strange, to be sure; apathy had consumed him for so long now, and yet seeing them brought back all the old feelings of hate, the frenzied desires and longing urges to simply flay them where they stood.

His cap billowed behind him as he rushed forward, tapping into the enhanced speed and strength that the corruption of his star seed had blessed him with. There was little time to think with their enemies as distracted as they were, and Obsidian did not plan on squandering the opportunity.

His blade had already materialized in his hand, and without delay, the General held the weapon high over his head before he slammed it into the ground. The effects were instantaneous. The ground itself rippled and bucked underneath the feet of the senshi, a living shock-wave that was meant to knock them off balance.

They were only just getting started, and he hadn't even brought out the big guns just yet. Wasting no time, the redhead leapt into the fray, a whirlwind of razor-sharp cuts--at least, until someone would try to confront him head-to-head.

There were no words to spare, no boasting claims. The only thing that Obsidian needed to prove was death was a very real and tangible thing. The senshi would find this out soon enough.

[img]https://puu.sh/qyfLq.jpg[/img] [size=22][color=transparent]▬▬▬▬[/color] [color=#581F59]█[/color] [color=#B2EC5D]THE CLOCK ST[color=#000000]↺[/color]PPED [color=#000000][strike][color=#B2EC5D]TICKING[/color][/strike][/color][color=#000000]◞[/color] FOEVER AGO[/color] [color=#581F59]♚[/color][color=#000000]』[/color][/size] [size=16]　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[color=#447548]★[/color][color=#B2EC5D]◝[/color] [color=#000000]HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN UP[/color] [color=#581F59]↖[/color] [color=#000000][i]([/i][/color] [color=#B2EC5D][u][color=#000000][b]I DON’T KNOW[/b][/color][/u][/color] [color=#B2EC5D][i]!![/i][/color] [color=#447548]❜[/color][/size] [list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][color=#7AB354][size=5][b]what the hell’s going on can someone tell me please? why, i’m switching faster than channels on tv what the hell’s going on can someone tell me please?[/b] [color=transparent]starlight beat[/color][b]what the hell’s going on can someone tell me please? why, i’m switching faster than channels on tv what the hell’s going on can someone tell me please?[/b][/size][/color][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][size=14]　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[color=#000000]I’m　Black　Then　I’m　White　[color=#581F59]✘[/color]NO[color=#581F59]✘[/color]　Something　Isn’t　Right[/color]　[color=#B2EC5D]███[/color][/size] [list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][size=7][color=transparent]wonder[/color][color=#447548][b]THE TREMBLING FEAR IS MORE THAN I CAN TAKE[/b]　　 [b]THE TREMBLING FEAR IS MORE THAN I CAN TAKE[/b][/color][/size] [size=10][color=transparent]x[/color][/size] [size=18][color=#7AB354]▕[/color] [color=#581F59]⋮[/color][color=#7AB354]❛[/color] [color=#B2EC5D]When I’m Up Against The Echo In The Mirror[/color] [color=#581F59]⋯[/color][/size][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]LEGION CORPORATION[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] The front they put up for the public is a company that works in both the science and technology department. Truth be told they have recently concocted a microchip that if applied to the brainstem properly would allow them to override a human’s nervous system enabling them to puppet them. Unfortunately testing on lab rats, among other animals, haven’t proven successful and that’s because the chip is designed to work on a human. Back to the drawing board they’ve been working on creating ones for animals to ensure the safety of them being used; a.k.a. they don’t want the subject to die during the procedure or be able to suddenly override it. Seeing as that needs time there’s a chance the Commanding may soon just order the use on the junior squads instead but presently they’re holding off while a few of them seek out replacements for the beginners squad that’s present members would soon replace the current juniors; all by the end of the year.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE RENEGADES BASE[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] Thanks to the priest of an old rundown church in New York they were allowed to do some serious renovation and build their base beneath it. It took a couple years and quite a bit of patience but they’d managed and it’s the perfect cover. It’s one of those churches that is open day and night to anyone needing to come in and repent for something they’ve done, clearing their conscious, all while the base is concealed even to the most skilled eye. There’s a finger print and retinal scanner that permits only the members access to keep them safe should an enemy follow one of them there they’d just seemingly disappear most likely to be assumed for slipping out the back. Within their based they have what they need but some may wish they’d had the opportunity to have more… but with most of them being wanted men and women that wasn’t a real possibility.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE COMMANDING[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] To the outside world they appear as board members running a company dealing in science and technology advancements but to a restricted bunch they are known to be more suited to being a militaristic organization. As such it should come to no surprise that they are the ones left in charge of the Squads, overseeing their training when the Peacekeeper practically vanished where even collecting new recruits after the second group was weeded through fell onto their shoulders. They have taken over the corporation that had been created with the General directly leading with the Second-Hand prepared to take the reins whenever necessary. What do they do while the others are training or soon to be sent on missions? They’re often collecting information and dealing behind the scenes… someone needs to keep others from being aware that hits are being ordered and they’ll need weapons to replace any possibly lost. The list of things to do go on but they’re also ready to jump into actin at any instant should a group show they need to be monitored. They don’t want anyone thinking of defecting to corrupt the others who they’ve worked so hard to get figuratively programmed to how that are today… can’t exactly afford to have things getting out let alone their efforts being wasted.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE SQUADRONS[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] There are three squads, named after families that have sponsored what it is they’re doing even if they don’t directly know; the Valor, Trinity and Harrow families. Within each squad there is a total for six members—the Captain, the Strategist and four trainees. They would’ve been assembled a decade ago so they could properly learn to work as a unit and any friction they may have had would’ve been able to be worked out or at least withheld until they’ve returned. Now, unlike the Commanding they aren’t leaders… no, they’re soldiers. They are meant to follow the orders they are given as they are given and not deviate from them beyond what is necessary to insure their successful outcome. Once they’ve returned they are supposed to train and wait for their next order then repeat. Of course there is a set time every day where if desired they could go out and enjoy themselves but they are to keep a phone on them and the instant they’re paged return. So far things have gone accordingly but perhaps they’re merely biding their time or a few are before they rebel. During the last two tests the weak were reveled but were they truly weak?[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE RENEGADES[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] Speaking of the weak… some who had failed the tests issued a decade ago, some even twenty years ago, have found their way here. They’d opposed the Commanding and, for using their brain for themselves, they were almost killed. Once they’d been dumped somewhere left for dead with someone assigned to arrive soon to see to their burial they either managed alone or with help to escape the fate some of their friends couldn’t. Fortunately not all the members came from such circumstances but had been recruited by those who had and wished to take down the Commanding who were hidden within Legion Corp. Of course, they weren’t reckless… taking the last decade to devise plans not only to intervene with some of the missions they sent the senior squads on, methods to collect and keep stocked on supplies of the weapon, food and medical variety among other things. This last year they’d been gradually working on a plan to break all the way into Legion to get to the Commanding when they heard that they wouldn’t be issuing a test this year, as they had before, but sending the junior squads on missions. Their sights not set on corrupting them in an attempt to save them they’ve changed their focus and their for a new plan had to be devised…[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE HUMAN RACE[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] They are the dominate species that not only govern the Earth but take root there. Without them there would be no androids or cyborgs so they are necessary to co-exist with as they’ve lived there for thousands and thousands of years. They’ve made it through to stone age developing as far as they have today… although some things were aided by visitors from outside. Regardless, there are more of them than any other race and should they all band together they’d be a force to be reckoned with. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] Now for the physical attributes. Hair coloring still consists of black, brown, red and blonde primarily if you go with natural genes but using the technology they have today one could choose not only the gender of their child, for a price, but their attributes from any color known to man; minus transparent of course. Similar things go for the eyes with violet and grey being rare and red only for albinos unless altered with the tech. Moving on from appearances… the lifespan of a human depends on their personal status. A person of wealth would be able to afford more services and could potentially live to be almost a hundred and twenty five before they kick it while someone in poverty would likely live anywhere from 60-100 depending how they take care of themselves but giving the crime rate that’s spiked lately there’s more premature deaths unfortunately.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE MACHINE RACE[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] There are two types of races that apply here; Cyborg and Android. Both have been create by mankind a few centuries ago. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] Cyborgs… they were, well, once human. Something happened to greatly damage them and the only means to save their life was to make them part machine so they were repaired to the best ability humanity could provide. Being part man and part robot has its ups and downs. EMP waves will shut them down like any other electronic devices turned on in the area and depending on if the machine part must remain on to sustain their life it could very well cause the human part to die. Regardless their life span off varies. Should they prove to be more machine, physically, than man their situation is going to be very similar to an android’s where their off the shelf life could exceed that of an average human’s… but should they be more man physically than machine they’ll die when it is their time having aged as a human would aside from the robotic parts which will just rust while the rest decays. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] Androids, on the other hand, tend to possess an artificial intelligence and depending on how well made they are along with the maintenance they receive it is very possible to mistake them for a human. Their flesh feels much like that of a person’s and the old slow movements from back in the early days are gone leaving most to discover the truth generally by the fact one starts growing older but the other never does. Now, again, with the proper maintenance these things could live for practically ever but if they aren’t taken care of they could also end up with a relatively short life of merely 20 years off the shelf. If well taken care of, well, there’s no real way to tell the limit to their age.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE ALIEN RACE[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] Centuries ago humans had used the reference alien as someone belonging to a foreign country or nation and when there was a time it meant something different they viewed it as fictional but that’s all changed. Nowadays it’s used for those hailing from outside of their planet which was once viewed as fiction proven to be actuality after many, many years. Regardless… Earth has been invaded quite a few times by now, most being friendly or curious visitors but there have been hostiles, but the humans have remained in control even as the “foreign visitors” turned out to start taking up residence there slowly but surely over the last half a century. Unfortunately the knowledge of them is limited where lifespans can’t properly be gauged yet or any specific limitations to appearances but so far, from what has been witnessed, it’s easy enough to believe their lifespan to be the same as humans if not maybe a few decades longer. Again, it’s hard to say because physically some alien races don’t show that they are aging the same way humans do.[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [size=18][color=#B2EC5D]˟ ♛[/color] [color=#447548]█║[/color] [color=#7AB354][b]THE RANKING LEVELS[/b][/color] [color=#B2EC5D]◟ ⋆[/color] [/size] [color=transparent]xxxxxx[/color][color=#447548][size=9]▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ [/size][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][size=10][color=#581F59]❖[/color] During the start of the roleplay there are a total of 5 Tiers but in actuality it is possible to go beyond that it’s just yet to be addressed. As such, when you apply you have to choose from those listed. Now know this… there is no Tier 0 because while it does exist it is reserved for extremely young children—as in 0-5 years old—and the elderly who are disabled to the point they can’t do much for themselves anymore. By all means, I suppose if you’re the Religious Priest you could choose to be a Tier 0 but then you’re a serious sitting duck and won’t be able to help during a fight; you’ll be a liability to your group. That’s why I purposefully didn’t list 0 as being optional… but that’s beside the point because it’s time to go through the tiers. Note first and foremost that just because they have this ranking they do not necessarily carry the title of such status… these are just references of the kind of skill level they’d have. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] [u]Tier 1:[/u] Those with this level would approximately be equivalent in skills and experience to someone who has the military statuses – Recruit, Private, Private First Class, Corporal and Sergeant. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] [u]Tier 2:[/u] Those with this level would approximately be equivalent in skills and experience to someone who has the military statuses – Sergeant Major and Warrant Officer. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] [u]Tier 3:[/u] Those with this level would approximately be equivalent in skills and experience to someone who has the military statuses – Second Lieutenant and First Lieutenant. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] [u]Tier 4:[/u] Those with this level would approximately be equivalent in skills and experience to someone who has the military statuses – Captain and Major. [color=#581F59]❖[/color] [u]Tier 5:[/u] Those with this level would approximately be equivalent in skills and experience to someone who has the military statuses – Colonel and General. Once someone does surpass the level they’d still carry the rank classification of Tier 5 but realistically it’d be similar to how the black belts stay the same but become something like 3rd degree. Also, they don’t really get advertised… just remember that no one gets to exceed Tier 5 and that they are limited to those strictly given it or the opportunity to potentially have it. Any questions just ask. nvn/[/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list] [/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list]

This was bad.

This was pretty damn bad.

He had no idea that they weren't allowed to be here. How could he have known ? Still, every muscle tensed when the negaverse called out, even more so than when the dream priestess had made her own statement.

Paradise had became hell, and... s**t, where was Bellatrix ?!

He swallowed the lump that was forming into his throat and tried to find her. Where was she ?!

Europa'd been uncharacteristically quiet at the meeting. Maybe it had to do with arriving late, getting stuck in the back between two green-as-spring-onion newbies at the back, and not having the energy to interrupt and push her way up to where the people she recognized were. Things had been happening too quickly for her to have any useful input, though - the warehouse, then outer space again, and then... here? Elysion?

And then- and then-

It was a trap. She didn't even have to utter the words, didn't even have time to size up the situation - just that they'd been led here, and they'd fallen into an ambush. Had Chibimoon known? She wanted to believe, she wanted to believe that her princess hadn't - why would Chibimoon lead them straight into the Negaverse's hands? Chibimoon hated the Negaverse. Or at least Europa thought she'd gathered that much from their conversation.

The former pretty-shorted warrior pushed her way through the crowd of Senshi, trying to make it closer to the front lines. She knew her team was here somewhere, it was just a matter of rallying the Basterds. "Bellatrix!" she cried, spotting the blonde a few yards away. "Have you seen Themis? Or Regulus?"

Oh, god, Regulus - when she found him - she was going to - she wasn't sure. She needed to find him, to find the rest of their team, or else they might wind up like that lifeless doll up on the hill. The purple-haired general's words made her feel ill, though. Sacred ground? To the Negaverse?

"Chibimoon is princess of the earth and the moon! This land is hers!" Europa yelled back, though her words were probably lost in the chaos of battle. And then she saw a familiar set of fiery blades arc through the air and set off to find Regulus.

"Reg!" she shouted, making her way ungracefully through the crowd. "It's good to see you. Sir Regulus."

Awkward.

She turned her attention to the oncoming horde. "Who do I paralyze first?" Not like she had any choice in the matter.

"Where here"

He had never figured he'd ever think of something he said as ominous but almost as soon as the words were out of his mouth the angry words of the Priestess rang out over the Senshi.

"Get out"

As the feeling rang through him he set a hand on his lantern and another around Denebola's arm. Hearing the shouts of other Senshi he looked over toward the hills behind the temple. Negaverse "Damn it .... Denebola, we've got to find Corvus."

His cousin knew others. That's probably where she'd run off to while he'd gone after his friend. "She's friends with other fighters. We stand a better chance against ... groups. We'll work better in groups."