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Edited by Immørtal Fulgrim:
9/11/2016 4:14:04 AM
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Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
[b][i]- An interlude for RoB and other realms, loosely tied to Warhammer 40k and several other themes.[/i][/b]
[i] Hurtling through the aether, between the currents of space and time, soars a mighty vessel of steel and flesh, a starship of vast size and unimaginable power - The Bloodwrath. This is an ancient ship of legends, with a lengthy history that has appeared throughout time over tens of thousands of centuries. It has sailed through the warp, a gateway between stars and galaxies that does not abide by the laws of physics, and is inhabited by entities of unspeakable horror including gods of madness and chaos. The inhabitants of the ship are champions from many realms. With no memory of their arrival, they are bound together for a common cause - a cause that not even they can fathom. These are the stories of these exiles.
[b]Welcome to Prison of Exiles.[/b][/i]
[b][i]For New Arrivals:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/126649858/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Biographies:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/123300498/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Bloodwrath Information:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/153882861/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Link to RoB reference:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/120286322/0/0[/spoiler]
- [b][i]The Bloodwrath will now be your home, but tread lightly, for this starship has a taste for blood, and a hunger for the souls of men to fuel it's fires of war. Consider this a warning, venturing into quarantined and off limits areas could lead to an unpleasant demise. The things that dwell in the dark are beyond you, and more insidious than you could imagine.
[u]Current Happenings:[/u]
- Your memories are blank as to your arrival, but there seems to be hope. Many are reporting visions brought on by depictions of an hourglass... Perhaps searching for banners, relics, books, or other items related to the hourglass could unlock the mystery of your arrival.
The Rivers of Blood continue to flow. [/i][/b]
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13 RepliesEdited by cyberattaq: 5/24/2016 12:12:09 AMSide plot [b][i]Chapter 3: Attack[/i][/b] As Ryker wandered the corridors and large expanses of the ship... He tried to avoid anything that he saw. He didn't know anything about where he was and would rather not be ambushed. He was careful, and quiet. Eventually he came to very large, seemingly never ending hallway, very tall, and wide, and long. It could be used for a gathering of sorts... An army could fit in it. He looked around, his HUD scanning it for threats... None. He stepped softly... Watching his surroundings... There were alcoves high up, and he didn't like them. "Look at you..." Ryker freezes, pulling Angel out quickly, aiming it around. "Scared... Scrambling for safety..." "Where are you!" Whoever it was sounded human... "I'm everywhere." "Who are you!" The voice snarls. "Of course you don't know, Ryker." He pauses in shock. "What... I..." "Oh I know who you are... Ryker Evans.. The famous hero of the a Golden City... Billionaire weapons designer... Philanthropist. Married with one daughter.. Alexia." He grows angry. "Show yourself!" And the man obliges. He appears a couple hundred feet away from him. He wore a suit that looke... Identical to his ACSC. How... "You're...-" "Wearing one of your ACSCs?" "Who are you?!" Ryker says, pointing Angel at him. "My name... Is Garret. And I'm here to kill you." Ryker laughs. "Good luck pal, many have tried." He laughs back. "Only Ive got the actual thing that can end you." He quickly raises his wrist and fires something, an Angel round?! It was to late to react, it tore through his shoulder, he collapsed, a burning feeling spreading through his shoulder, blood pouring out. "AGH!" He collapses into his knees. Garret fires another round through his chest. It barely missed any major organs. He cries out again, falling into the ground. Garret walks up to him, planting his foot on one of the bullet wounds. He cries out again. Rykers hand was at his side, he desperately grasped for something in a side compartment, a small badge. He hoped... He would never have to use this. "This is for all the people you killed... Inadvertently or not." He points his wrist at Rykers face, but not before Ryker could crush the badge. "Surprise bitch." He says with a smirk, blood on the corner of his mouth. He knew who was coming, but Garrett didn't. [spoiler]Trejo, do your thing[/spoiler]
