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| Ares | Dec 28 2010, 06:44 PM Post #21 |
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-as the blast from the gauntlet hit Zypher, the energy seemed to ricochet around the chest piece before she was tossed back by the kenetic element. When the blast hit Ares, it was the kenetic force that sent him flying. His golden armor showed the refraction and redireciton of the black energy clearer than Zypher's black on black did. When Atlas hefted Ares to his feet, he didn't notice the pinpoint pupils, writing off the faintly struggling expression as fighting the titan's grip. But it wasn't Atlas' grip he was trying to fight...- Olympia - Pre-Titan War - Hidden chamber of Zeus. -the King of the gods circled the single chair fixed in the room, with various emplements surrounding it and descending from the cieling to it. He stroked his full beard as he examined the massive man strapped into the chair, occationally twitching, eyes fixed upward at some unseen point only his mind could fathom- "Ares will be your most dangerous attempt, you realize? Hades broke under the attempt, and our human farms have not produced another host quite like this one. If you break him ... all your plans wil be for naught..." -spoken by Hera, who stood at the end of the rectangular room, beside a series of chairs with wrist and waist restraints. She half leaned, half stood on the shoulder of a fair woman who looked at the form of Ares strapped to the central chair with a look of sorrow- "Hades tought me what I needed to know... how far to push...how much to bend... and with the addition of the heartstring element... " -Zeus turned and set his gaze on the woman sitting under Hera's hand- "control is absolute." -Hera sighed and flipped a curl of hair over her shoulder- "You said that ... but I wonder sometimes. Ares will be more dangerous than any of us could be even if we worked together... the tactical and strategic DNA markers I supplied him with even I don't fully understand... coupled with the strength enhanced training program they put the host through, on the field he will be a monster ... how does one girl, however enchanting, change that?" -Zeus chuckled- "Envious my dear? That a woman beside yourself will be the leash to such a power? She changes it because I've ingrained a mental trigger... so long as she is within sight, or to his knowledge alive, he will be the logical tactician... passionate about his war efforts to save lives, while still winning. He will think it's countering my orders... and that he's being rebellious... but in truth it doesn't matter if he kills or not ... the end result is all that matters.' -Hera pushed away from Athena and folded her ams- "And you think this will work? That even with all the strategic knowhow he will just ... surrender in the end?" -her incredulous tone drew Zeus' attention, with a malicious grin- "yes... it's the ultimate betrayal ... and in the end, to him, it will be the logical step to end the conflict. Afterall... he fears nothing...not death, not failure, not torture or pain... no... he fears himself... he fears what I can make him turn into more than any of that... and he will go out of his way to make sure he follows the orders I give him as far as victory goes, but other than that he will do everything in his power to subvert my will... even sabotage it... and that is what I am counting on..." "So he not only wins your wars for you ... but in the end surrenders.. .gets brought to the Titan... to what? Bow and kiss his feet?" -Hera frowned and moved over to the central chair, looking down at the twitching muscled torso with a disgustingly carnal expression. Zeus moved over and gripped her chin fiercely, forcing her to look at him- "No! No love interest, no interest at all beside hers... or everything I've done will break and we'll have unleashed death made flesh upon our kind... with me as the primary target.... Yes... he will kiss Atalas' feet, yes he will bow to Atlas in the end... and when he does I will flip the switch and unleash the God of War from his mental prison... " Trajas Palace - Central audience chamber -Ares moved onto all fours, slowly. Even from accross the room, Atlas could see his large hands curl like claws against the ground, and his head faintly rose, enough to show his eyes. The pupls were so dialated the black nearly erased the whites even from a distance- "You really ... shouldnt have done that... " -his voice seemed completely different, deeper even than his normal, riverbating with a malice and potential violence that the titanguard surrounding him were immediately ready for resistance; but none of them were ready for what got off that floor- -Ares stood and lunged forward at the same time, with a roar that shook the floor. The two titanguard directly in front of him brought their axes around in attempt to block the charge but that was exactly what he needed them to do. Using the nearly paralell axe hafts as a step, Ares climebed up and over one, gripping the underside of the brute's chin and dropping heavily off the back side. The audible snap echoed, as Ares half spun to the side to evade the axe from the second row of guardsmen. The head of the axe burried itself in the back of the titan guard who's neck just broke, and before he could pull it back, Ares was up and over him as well, both hands gripping the sides of the massive head and spinning so hard it turned completely arround- -wasting no time, Ares pushed the body to the side impeeding the appraoch of the titan guard on the left while gripping the axe burried in the titan guard's back, he spun forward and to the right while ducking at the same time to avoid the decapitation, and as he rose he pulled up the axe daigonally and hew the guardsman in half, immidiately reversing the swing to cleve the next down the center like chopping wood.- "I am ARES!" -the axe raised to pary and counter a downward strike, taking off a titan guard arm at the shoulder. "I am War made Flesh!" -a half spin and kick, the crunch of bone audible briefly before the crunch of metal as the axe removed the same leg at the hip- "I cannot be caged..." -pivot, duck and upward thrust, sending a titan guard into the air- "I cannot be contained.." -only to be cut in half by a spinning slice- "Know this as you die, ever pathetic... " -forward thrusting kick to knock a titan guard back into two others while spinning on the same kicking foot to crush a titanguard's face with the axe- "... ever fools" -blood sprayed the front of the golden armor and gore splattered accross the floor as the rest of the titan guard attempted to get a swing at their target, but most ended up doing more damage to other guard than to the swiftly moving dervish of death. Two more titan guards lost their heads in a circular single swing, and now Ares had an axe in either hand, lopping off limbs, hewing trunks in twain with every swing- -in a matter of seconds, both ranks of titanguard were laying in various states of dismemberment, twitching in death throws and spewing their innards accross the floor. Ares stood in the center, nostrils flaring and teeth bared, his face a visiage of carnage made flesh. His dialated gaze flashed gold as his head whipped around to the final guard holding Zypher, and with a mighty heave, sent one of the axes end over end as if it was shot out of a cannon. The guard dropped Zypher in an unconcious pile and managed to get his own axe up but the force behind it cut the haft in half, and the axe head bit deeply square in the massive armored chest, and tossed it back another few fewet- -Ares paused, looking down, and used his boot to heft another axe up, and cought it mid haft in the air, spinning both at his sides once to rebalance, and then turned back around to face up the stairs to the Titan, the same look of carnage, of death written on every stich of his being- Edited by Ares, Dec 28 2010, 06:48 PM.
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| Lord Atlas | Dec 29 2010, 08:28 PM Post #22 |
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Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Trajas Palace: Atlas frowns as he watches the carnage taking place, his eyes narrow as the last of his elite guard fall and the raging War God turns and looks up at him. A dark look shadows Atlas’s face as he begins to slowly walk down the dais toward the seething Ares. Atlas’s eyes flash a furious golden as he says, “It seems someone laid an elaborate seed in your mind Ares, your rage is unequalled and your power undeniable. “Atlas licks his serrated teeth as he looks at the unconscious Zypher and says, “Females is it? It seems the Olympians have a sense of humor after all to curse you with such a plague.” Atlas reaches the half way point on the steps and lowers his voice as he says, “This is a true God of War who stands before me now! But you are still JUST a God Ares; you are no match for a Titan, let alone the “Titan of Strength”!!!” Atlas raises his DeathBringer gauntlet and begins to power up a plasma bolt, but Ares, well familiar with the tactic roars as he flexes his powerful leg muscles and springs toward the Emperor. The two massive beings collide as Ares rams his shoulder into Atlas midsection causing both of them to topple over the edge of the dais bouncing off one of the massive golden statues of Atlas and they hit the black marble floor hard. Atlas rolls to his hands and knees and shakes his head trying to clear the cobwebs as he does he turns his head and sees the swift moving form of Ares rushing at him, the War God kicks the Titan in the ribs hurling the 420lb frame of Atlas through the air. Atlas hits a brazier and knocks it over as he comes to rest on the floor. The golden armored Ares charges in towards Atlas, he swings his borrowed War Axe in a downward swipe and Atlas rolls clear as the blade hits the marble floor, sparks flying in every direction. Atlas rolls to his feet and braces his feet as Ares charges in swinging both war axes, Atlas dodges inside of Ares zone of movement and as Ares go wide to bring the blades back in, Atlas dips his upper body and with all his power throws a devastating right uppercut, the Trinium tipped fingers of the DeathBringer gauntlet dig deep in the flesh of Ares chin as the upward force lifts Ares from his feet and sends him sprawling on the floor. Blood flows freely from Ares shredded chin, as Atlas stands over him clutching his rib cage. Atlas snarls as he says, “You are fortunate Ares, a lesser being would have had their head ripped off by that punch.” Atlas walks past Ares and toward the prone form of Zypher. The Titan’s eyes glow as he raises his DeathBringer gauntlet; he holds his palm wide open over his head and laughs wickedly as a black plasma bolt materializes. Atlas closes his right hand around it and looking over his shoulder at Ares says, “Enough War God, return my servants and then bow to me or else the woman will die, her fancy armor is not protecting her beautiful face.” To illustrate his point Atlas hurls the massive bolt at the wall. The black pulsing black lightning bolt impacts the wall and explodes knocking deep chunks out of the wall and leaves a smoking crater. Atlas holds his hand high and forms another of the black death bolts and standing on the other side of Zyper looks directly at Ares his eyebrow raised….. |
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| Ares | Dec 29 2010, 10:02 PM Post #23 |
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-Ares was mid charge and suddenly stumbled as if he'd tripped over something, both axes went flying accross the floor as he fell to all fours, coughing and gasping for breath. The change of his 'conditioning' was so severe it litterally took the wind out of him. He rose one hand shakily off the floor, but coudn't muster the breath to utter the surrender the gesture denoted- -pushing back to sit on his heels, he rose his gauntlet and wiped the gore from the console to key a few commands. All he received was a blaring error beep, and his hands dropped. His voice, hoarse from his pervious volume, whispered- "you're still dampening the room... My lord." -he held his side from where one lucky titan guard had actaully hit him, but not managed to break through the armor. Atlas keyed a few commands and the reddish tinge of the room and high wine was present, and gone again. Ares rose his arm, feeling like it weighed more than a hundred pounds, and moving sluggishly, keyed the reverse emiiter sequence that had opened before. The floors opened, and the 'falling' people 'fell' upward out of the ground and then back onto it as gravity resumed it's grip.- -Achillies was first to his feet, and with blades in hand examined the scene, incredulously looking to Ares and immediately moving to finish what he assumed Atlas had started. Atlas however, rose his hand wordlesly, and stopped his first prime. Grinning his sharp toothed grin Atlas moved over to stand in front of the kneeling Ares as Achilles moved to examine the pile of Titan guard bodies. Two rings of Titan guard formed around Atlas and the kneeling blood spattered figure- "So this is how Zeus controlled you ... I had always wondered... why somone of your caliber would just sit by while he reaped the benefits of your labor... " -Atlas reached down and gripped Ares by the chin and neck, lifting him first to his feet, and then onto his toes- "Without the threat of unleashing you ... Zeus had no true power did he? The others didn't fear Zeus... they feared you ... or more importantly ... they feared what he could turn you into " -Atlas glanced over his shoulder at the evidence of his words and back to Ares- "And now I have that power... I will unleash you when and were I choose... and you will do everything I tell you to do... isn't that right?" -Ares didn't fight the Titan's grip, hanging like a gutted fish, and managed a nod, his face reading the defeat. He was as aware of the conditioning as Apollo was aware of his sight, it was a part of them that, even if he could fix, would end up destroying him in the end- "what is your will, my lord?" -he managed to utter around his teeth, unable to work his jaw in the massive Titan's grip - |
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| Lord Atlas | Dec 31 2010, 12:31 PM Post #24 |
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Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Trajas Palace: A hateful grin spreads over the Titan’s face as he says, “My will? I think I have already made it known my boy!” Atlas releases his grip and watches Ares fall, first to his feet and then his knees, his blood smeared armor clanking nosily as he collapses to the floor. Atlas stands over the fallen God with his chin turned up haughtily as he says, “You will not only give me the coordinates to Kualpuch but you will lead the ground forces that raze the place to ash, and then you will bring me General Ma’ahes and my beloved “Styx”” Atlas turns and nods toward Hector who bows and walks over to the prone figure of Zypher. Atlas looks down at Ares and says, “Hector, take her to more comfortable lodgings, I am sure Ares will due his duty to me without fail, but just in case…..Oh and strip that armor from her, I am interested in what it is made of.” Hector bows and scoops up the unconscious form of Zypher in his arms and carries her from the throne room. Achilles approaches and standing near Atlas grits his teeth as he furiously grasp his ceremonial swords hilt and says, “My master, this dog insulted you, activated weapons in the throne room and attacked you, give me the satisfaction of carving him to pieces in your name!” Atlas chuckles as he says, “Even a rabid dog has uses Achilles, this dog will lead us to Kualpuch, and once I am done there you, my First Prime will begin the preparations for “Operation Plague”. Achilles slowly looks up at Atlas and says, “The end game then?” The Titan nods as two massive TitanGuards stand on either side of Ares and grabbing him by his arms heft’s him to his feet. Atlas looks Ares over and says, “Now the coordinates to Kualpuch, or do we need to take you to the Za’tarc chair after all? I would prefer to be more civil, but my troops thirst for the blood of the unworthy and time is of the essence, I have bigger plans to attend to then to focus all my time on one fly speck of a system.” Atlas looks distance as he says, “Can you imagine it? Billions of Jaffa sweeping the worlds of this galaxy, attack walkers burning cities to ash, fleets of Titan warships blocking out the stars as they descend on world after world, my golden image, 300ft tall standing on every planet, this galaxy will become a Titan controlled galaxy. And this is merely the beginning!!! This War God is true martial glory!!! This is the season of war and my dogs are being let loose, I will bring war and death upon my enemies and they will know my name and it will be ash in their mouths” Atlas turns and waves his right gauntleted hand in the air and a massive holomap appears in the center of the vast throne room. The TitanGuard drag Ares to in front of the map as Atlas says, “Show me…….” |
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| Ares | Dec 31 2010, 05:13 PM Post #25 |
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-Ares let the titan guards cary him as he regained his sense of self. He only vaugely heard Atlas' voice, already subconciously muted to the point of background noise. This suit didn't have the enhanced strength servos his previous did, so he had to wait for the guards to release him in front of the map.- -as soon as they did, he feined falling to one knee, but didn't stop there. His large frame fell thorugh a rippled distortion at his feet, and emerged in the hall outside the chamber dropping onto his feet directly in front of a startled Hector. The silver armored warrior had only a split second to take breath to call out before the meaty, gauntleted fist met his face, sending him flying back several steps. Ares cought Zypher's form with his other hand and hit the recall control on her gauntlet that was already primed and waiting The two of them half turned, and were deliverd onto the floor of the war chariot's command structure.- -two furires were standing on either side of their arrival point, having been monitoring through the feedback from Zypher's still recording head's up display, and took her from his arms as he started barking orders- 'Launch Arc Lights for counter measure only. Point defence lasers sever our mooring lines." -as the tac stations lit up and people started moving, Ares was already over at the navigation and targeting, pulled up their entry into the Sphere.- -already sirens would be going off and troops mobilized, perhaps even commands to the docks themselves, so he only had seconds to make moves- "Target vector.. here, here, here...launch two kenetic kill missiles with three second followup at each point. we need that door off it's henges." -as the tac and navigation made their target lineup, the slipfighters emerged from the hexagonal outer platfomrs on the ship, circling back to blast the docking clamps at the extendor henges where they were weakest. The rapid fire, hard hitting beams cut through the girders in a matter of moments, and the twelve fighters settled into a circular patroll grid around the central hexagon of the War Chariot as it started forward out of the bay- -two alkesh and a squadron of death gliders changed course and headed directly for the ship. The tops of the pillar shapes of each platform seemed to rotate, and presetned four barrel point defence laser turrets that swiveled and tracked the incoming ships. The gliders opened fire first, sending a volley of plasma at the ship, but instead of striking shields, or even unprotected hull, the blasts hit without interfearance. Like Ares and Zypher's armor when Atlas struck them with his gauntlet, the ships pull visibly pulsed with redirected energy as the crystaline hull alloy refracted the incoming blassts, and reirected to the main energy battery- -as the incoming flight broke formation the point defence grid activated and turrets started firing from more than fifteen points around the main pel'tak. The tracking systems and swivel of turrets allowed the ship to not only retalliate, but follow the gliders and alkesh as they attempted to fly clear, but only managed to expose themselves to harranging fire. In a matter of seconds the whole initial response wing was devistated, and the War Chariot was still in motion- -as it left the dock, picking up speed, missiles launched fromoutlaying platforms, striking unprotected ships docked in their bays, the massive impact of the kenetic missles rending hulls, knocking ships loose and drifting, creating a swath of debris behind the chariot that any more persuit would have to clear to catch up. Once in range of the massive doors, the ship made a neat turn, expsing the missle bays to the inside wall of the sphere. Three swift shots, followed by three more exactly behind the first volley, streaked out accross the space between ship and sphere. The initial imapct zones struck the gate control, communication relay station, and the center seam where the two doors met. The resulting reverberation of the impacts shuddered accross the entire half of the sphere on the gate side, followed with a second impact volley that set one of the doors ajar.- -Ares was in the middle of recalibrating the ship's emitters when the first volley went off, finishing up as the second followup impact rattled the sphere for the second time.- "Charge field of reverseal.. " -the amazon manning the station looked up and frowned- "but, my lord we won't be able to move..." -he nodded- "I am aware... raise the field... now.. " -the amazon didn't ask further, and keyed the emission sequence. The distortion sphere started at the crystal at the top of the war chariot, and flowed down and around the outer edges forming an oblong sphere of ripplig space that breached the sphere where the doors had parted. The breach was not a break, but a fold of both space and mateiral, which widened the small gap into a large appature. Ares' hands flew over the control console and the war chariot pivoted hard to it's side, going from flat and wide, to nearly vertical and thin, 'cartwheeling' through the hole made- "Deactivate the field, increase speed to full ...all bow thrusters full vertical burn" -the amazon cought on, and struggled to do both at once. The field collapsed the same as it formed, returning space to normal as the ship sprang upward and out of the apature and into open space. As the field fully collapsed, the sphere doors were once again barely wide enough to allow a glider to pass through. The slipfighters quickly redocked, as the point defence laser array harrased the outer defence towers of the sphere, and then the glittering ship vaulted forward, into hyperspace- |
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| Lord Atlas | Jan 1 2011, 01:30 PM Post #26 |
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Imperious Nebula, Atlas Sphere, Trajas Palace: In the throne room, the dreaded Titan Emperor stands upon the top of the dais in front of his magnificent throne of carved black oak. Atlas snarls as the vast holoscreen that’s floats before him shows him the War Chariot jumping to hyperspace on its escape from the Atlas Sphere. Atlas waves and the holoscreen fades as he looks down the steps of the dais to see his First Prime Achilles kneeling and Hector is being supported between two Jaffa, the side of the Second Prime’s face badly swollen. Atlas takes a step back and sits on the edge of the throne as he shakes his head and says, “Poor choice Ares, but regardless we must all answer for our choices good or bad.” Atlas looks at Achilles and says, “Begin the mobilization for “Operation Purge”” Achilles looks up from his kneeling position and says, “Yes my Lord and Ares?”” Atlas leans back into the throne and smiles as he says, “Ares? With his secret weakness no longer much of a secret he is as good as neutered, plus we should have no problem tracking him through the Titan Net, I take it the “Tiamat Yards” did a through scan of his ship while he was docked?” Achilles nods and says, “Yes my lord, his unique armor type will be easy to identify once we reconfigure the Nets satellites to scan for it.” Atlas steeples his fingers as he nods and says, “Excellent, then proceed, I have a few loose ends to tie up here.” Atlas reaches over to a small table near his throne’s arm and lifting a wine glass takes a deep drink as he peers into the red liquid and says, “My plans are so close to coming to fruition, just a few more pushes, a couple of more assassinations and the galaxy will be a Titan Galaxy in totality.”……… |
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