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Ashotu Three wrote:Ashiro
San Francisco
Ashiro looked down from the skyscraper he was beside, though he knew something wasn't right.
He used his psychological powers to evacuate the clever "humans" and then burst into a form where he shined with a vibrant golden light. He used his psychological powers to torment the creature, maybe being able to hold it off long enough for some help
Phage wrote:Arachdus
[b]san Francisco [/b
"Hey You" he called out "why don't you stop swinging like some demented monkey and get down here!"
by Ashotu Three » Sun Jan 22, 2023 8:23 am
Observation Post 13 wrote:Ashotu Three wrote:Ashiro
San Francisco
Ashiro looked down from the skyscraper he was beside, though he knew something wasn't right.
He used his psychological powers to evacuate the clever "humans" and then burst into a form where he shined with a vibrant golden light. He used his psychological powers to torment the creature, maybe being able to hold it off long enough for some help
The creature seemed to be taken by surprise, the pain of the attack causing it to crash into the ground and writhe in agony. But it quickly adapted, growing a thick psychic nullifying membrane around its brain to protect it from further attacks.
The membrane seemed to grow from the creature's skin, like a spider web, covering its entire body. It looked like a shining golden armor, protecting it from any further psychic attacks.
The creature rose to its feet, and Ashiro could now see it in its true form: a giant, tentacled creature with a massive, gaping mouth. It scowled at Ashiro, before turning to speak to Arachdus, who emerged from his lair in the sewers.Phage wrote:Arachdus
san Francisco [/b
"Hey You" he called out "why don't you stop swinging like some demented monkey and get down here!"
The creature turned its gaze towards Arachdus, its glowing eyes seeming to focus on the spider-like being before it. It let out a deep, guttural growl, and its tentacles began to writhe and squirm.
"You dare to challenge me?" it sneered. "I am Ego, god of science and technology. I do not recognize you so you must not have an active digital footprint. Who are you?"
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by Observation Post 13 » Sun Jan 22, 2023 4:17 pm
Ashotu Three wrote:Ashiro
San Francisco
He had to keep the humans away. He can't let the humans get injured. He burst into golden light again, signaling for other immortal beings to help. It started to become blinding, slowly creating mini explosions that hit him like hammers, The golden light was hot and painful, but he needed help. Eventually, the golden light created a actual explosion, knocking him onto the ground
by Tarnen » Sun Jan 22, 2023 7:03 pm
Kenmoria wrote:TACITUM
It was almost disappointing. In fact, that was putting it mildly. It was, in fact, disappointing, rather than merely so. Tacitum lived for, indeed his existence was constituted from, the unknown. Having to find the supernatural in the damp recesses of humanity’s collective consciousness was a form of art; doing so simply from having a battle occur in front of one’s eyes was merely an exercise of the basic faculty of sight. It simply didn’t consist of much worth, when everyone could see it. Doubtlessly, the humans would be preserved in their ignorance, whether through the actions of another or through their own intellectual self-preservation. However, that didn’t make the sight before him any less of an annoyance.
First, there was the spiderling. That small mystery about the presence of as many arachnids in San Francisco as one would find in Sydney had been solved in a matter of moments. The spiderling seemed unafraid, which was respectable if not ideal, and he seemed to be particularly proficient in his control, to a rare extent. Second, what would have been a mystery had burst into sight. Initially, it was a curiosity, before its mouth had opened in locution, revealing its deific nature. Tacitum hadn’t heard the name of Ego previously, and it was likely mutual. Tacitum had no digital footprint, and Ego was presumably one of the more modern gods, what with the domain of technology, whereas Tacitum had been active in humanity’s affairs when still the race was a cosmic infant. The two would scarcely have met, particularly given Ego’s apparently mindless bloodlust.
Third, there was Ashiro. This was someone with whom Tacitum was more familiar. As soon as the first human had tried to discover the secrets of artistry, there had been creativity. Tacitum couldn’t put more than a temporal paucity between the beginnings of his and Ashiro’s periods of activity. Naturally, this meant that he was familiar with the burst of golden light. It signified that Ashiro wanted help, likely with defeating this Ego. A god in combat with a god was truly a rare sight. Such battles rarely went well for either party, and Tacitum had learnt to steer far clear of them. If one wished a deity to disappear, it was far easier to simply wait for that deity’s tales to fade into mythos then into misremembrance, than to engage in open combat. Therefore, he simply stepped to one side, into an alleyway, allowing the golden light to spill against the brickwork.
Everything about the sudden aura of divine eminence, therefore, was explained. Here were two deities, accompanied by a third supernatural being, all of which were engaged in open combat. Tacitum seemingly thus had nothing much left to do: except for the auction. That little mystery had remained untapped. Dissatisfied, he went into the fleeing crowd. At certain points, whenever someone respectable was near, he brushed his hand over that person’s face, lightly sweeping the memories of this encounter from the mind. Those people would continue fleeing, but not remember why, their minds filling a likely explanation into the gaps. He had not the care to be comprehensive, but he could target those to whom others would listen: journalists, businesspeople, and influencers, without slowing his stride too much.
Looking through the swarming masses, Tacitum scanned for the interesting. Humans tended to have three responses: fight, flight, or freeze. Some were helping others, calling for the police, or trying to determine what was happening. He discounted them immediately. Others were simply fleeing. Some required more analysis, if running in a way with too much purpose or poise, yet they too seemed mundane. Finally, there were those who simply remained in place, watching the devastation unfold. He had a look for anyone there, perhaps an auctioneer looking for an artefact, or a greedy devil, here for a present to a superior, yet opportunistically seeking a dying soul. That was when he landed on the angel in the room. The plot thickened.
Tacitum slunk next to the archangel, watching for a few moments from the angel’s perspective. Was it Metatron? It seemed like Metatron. Yes, it probably was. Softly, he cleared his throat, about five feet away. That would probably be enough to catch Metatron’s attention. The angel wouldn’t be able to see him, for nobody could, yet there was shared time on this planet of blue and green for Tacitum to be easily identifiable, merely by the invisibility that he kept. “I don’t suppose that you have something to do with this.” He purred, watching as motes of august light, having been released by Ashiro, landed in cacophonous bursts against the nearby edifices. “This doesn’t seem to be the angelic style; it’s far too interesting. For what it’s worth, it isn’t my doing either; it’s far too unsubtle.” Shifting slightly closer, about one foot away, Tacitum cleared his throat again. “Personally, I’m betting on a draw by mutual destruction; what do you think about the odds of the challengers?”
by PHAGE » Sun Jan 22, 2023 8:23 pm
Observation Post 13 wrote:
Ego’s left tentacle rapidly grew and extended, creating a massive solar panel shield that converts all light hitting its surface into an emerald hue. Ashiro’s golden light was quickly absorbed, the energy within it crackling and sparking along the surface of the shield. Ego’s eyes began to grow thick, black lenses that helped him see through the powerful light. His right tentacle transformed and grew, the tip of it splitting into four separate barrels that formed a powerful cannon. With a loud roar, the cannon fired a brilliant particle beam at the downed Ashiro on the ground, the emerald energy inside it pulsing and roaring as it flew through the air.
by Observation Post 13 » Sun Jan 22, 2023 9:13 pm
Phage wrote:Arachdus launched himself at the lazer-wielding deity. his two diamond-hard fangs ready to inject dissolving venom straight into his enemy's Icor.
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