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Post by superkamiguy1 on Feb 25, 2023 22:08:53 GMT
THE HEADQUARTERS INTERIOR!
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 11, 2023 2:28:48 GMT
VLADMIR GRAVEBLADE!
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 11, 2023 3:51:49 GMT
Reeva Deamonne
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 11, 2023 23:17:11 GMT
Just like with the others Kurata was greeted by Dor manifesting out of the doors and stretching out to greet her. "Hello Ran! So nice to see you again dear. But I will need to see some identification regardless. You know how protocol works." "Of course." She presented her papers and Dor scanned and analyzed them. She smiled as she accepted the identification. "Welcome Agent Kurata. I look forward to observing the training of a war veteran like yourself." "Thank you. I'll be sure to put on a show." Kurata Ran replied while rubbing the side of Dor's face. She felt just as metallically goopy as she looked. The Bio-Metal felt like a breathing living veiny alien metal covered in a slick alien ooze that was viscous like tar, but could solidify and seemed like a metallic rubber. "Oh I can't wait." She laughed darkly and Kurata put her hand down as Dor receded into the doors and they opened up. She was greeted by a tall statuesque Amazonian Shark Woman. She was as tall as Kurata but not quite as buff. She had blue scales in place of skin with her body looking similar to a shark. She had two curved blades in the shape of shark fins on her elbows, her long pointed spikey ears twitched excitedly, her long blue hair was worn in the shape of a shark's tail, her mouth was full of sharp teeth and her blue eyes shined with light. Beneath the fine suit she had a few shark tattoos and others she got from Aquitar. This was Torrential Esposito. A Veteran Agent and thus Kurata's Superior Officer. "Hello Newbie. Ready to get your ass kicked in Boot Camp?" Torrential Esposito asked her while giving her a wide toothy grin. "Been there, done that, in space. Bring it on, Torrential." Kurata replied with a smirk. "Oh man they're going to love you, Iron Maiden! Sha-sha-sha!" She laughed. "Cool. So what should I do with my car now?" "We'll take care of that. Keys!" Kurata tossed them to her, Torrential caught them and then she tossed them to a passing Agent who walked outside to the car. "You'll be utilizing Monster Cars while working with us so your more standard normal car will be kept in storage until further notice. Just in case something happens when we can't use any of our style of vehicles." "Dang that's a good idea. Alright then. Shall we proceed?" "Sure. I can't wait to see you in action in the training zone. Sha-sha-sha!" "Heh. It seems my reputation precedes me." "Like you wouldn't believe." Kurata began walking with her while analyzing the interior of the base and Torrential and getting a full analytical readout of everything she scanned. The whole living fortress aesthetic of the base wasn't entirely knew to her, she'd seen similar locations in the form of temples on Dagobah, Brugkozzen and Cโeaux but those were all part of ancient alien civilizations so seeing the materials here on Earth was certainly odd. She watched as the energy and fluids ran through the breathing metal. Pretty much everything around her, the skeletal, insectroid-esque alien interior of the base, was resonating with a heartbeat and breath. While Kurata hadn't seen everything about how the base operated, she'd seen enough from the temples to get a good enough guess about how it all worked: Huge, heart-like creatures pumping out nutritious fluids to a network of self-repairing, living conduits as their equivalent of a power grid, reaching every single one of their huge, exoskeletal dwellings; "powering" bioluminescent lights, flickering cephalopod skin televisions, medicinal sea-squirts and countless other devices bred from their living technology. Neuron cultures wired into machines. The temple on Dagobah was comprised of e semi-permeable materials and laced with a network of delicate circulation passages mixed with a living bacterial colony but this placed looked considerably more advanced and durable on top of incorporating mechanical technology into the design. She even detected the prescence of Morph X in the fluids of the building! Morph X being the physical liquid-form of the Morphin Grid, the multiversal interdimensional bio-electrical energy field generally utilized by The Power Rangers Teams but different species tapped into it in different ways, the Masked Riders for example tapped into what they called The Henshin Matrix which was apparently similar but different. What impressed her the most was how they were able to incorporate the Morph X fluids into the building and so seamlessly with everything else inside of it. It was incredible really. As for Torrential, she was similar to some of the Aquatic Spacians that Kurata had met but she didn't match any of their genetics. Not Aquitian, Temerkloren, Zeyzon or any of those, but Atlantean, a race of hyper advanced Fish People who'd evolved from the original Atlanteans after they had a falling out with the Gods. Torrential for her part was known as a Sharkfin Atlantean which made her one of the naturally stronger fighters of their people on top of her years of training in both Surface and Atlantean forms of Martial Arts which she combined into her Flowing Water Shark Boxing Fighting Style, a hybrid martial arts style that made her an extremely dangerous and powerful fighter on land and air and virtually unstoppable in the water! Kurata couldn't lie she was very curious to learn what she could about Torrential's Shark Boxing and see how it faired against her Space-Kempo Style. Space-Kempo being the martial art utilized by the space forces and was a MMA Form as well, incorporating elements of combat from Earth, including the Ninja Academies and Pai Zhuq and several other exotic and martial arts styles, on top of extraterrestrial combat styles and military training, ensured that, regardless of who the soldiers ran up against, they would have a counter to their fighting methods and natural abilities. She would find out when they finally got the chance to spar together in the Combat Center. "Hey, Torrential? You've been all over the Earth, on land and in water, but have you ever traveled to other planets?" " Shhhhaaaaaa....regrettably, no. All of my adventures, and I've had plenty of them, have been on Earth. While Atlanteans can utilize magic to create spatial dimensions, which means Atlantis is drastically larger than a mere city or Kingdom while remaining hidden in a pocket dimension away from the rest of the Earth, I have yet to travel to other planets. I've always wanted to swim on Aquitar though. I've heard it has the most beautiful Oceans in the Cosmos. With Oceans so lovely they shine and sparkle with life from Space and teeming with so much life and lush seabeds you can't see anywhere else in the universe." "I've been on Aquitar actually. It's the most beautiful Ocean Planet I've seen. While I can breath underwater, thanks to my augmentations, I'm not an Aquatic Lifeform, so I imagine you'd love it even more than we did. If we ever get some time off I'll try and arrange a trip there for you." "Ahhhhh! I can only imagine what it would feel like to swim through cosmic Oceans with extraterrestrial lifeforms and the fish of other worlds! I'll certainly have to keep my schedule open! You know, for whenever we get that time off. Assuming you get through training of course." "Oh I'm not too worried about that. I'm looking forward to it in fact." Kurata replied with a smile. "That attitutde of yours is going to take you far in this business, kid. Sha-sha-sha. By the way, what were you guys doing on Aquitar back then anyway?" "Oh that? It was a training assignment to get used to fighting on Aquatic Planets while training with The Aquitians. Plus we got to blast away some invaders together. So that was fun." " Sailfin!" She exclaimed. "You've been all over the cosmos then? Why would you come back to Earth?" "Like you said, I've been fighting all over the cosmos. I've been living in space for decades. Usually sleeping in spaceships or staying in bunkers. Augments like me can go a long time without sleep but we will eventually need it. We never settled down for one place for too long during the war though. If we weren't fighting on planets, we were fighting in space colonies or dogfighting in spaceships. We, ah, didn't get a lot of downtime. That's war for you. But, anyway, after decades of that and everything else we went through during the war, I felt like I had to get back to my roots. So once everything settled down I came back to Earth and became something of a nomad for a while before I finally found this place and made the choice to try and settle down, give Rangering a chance and save lives." " Basslet. You've got quite a story, huh? If you're up to it I'd love to hear more about your adventures in space. But in the meantime I hope we can provide the home you've been looking for here. Work around here can be tough, and so can my partner, but we're more than a team. We're a family. All of us. Trust me when I say we'll have your back, Kurata." "Thanks Torrent. I know the feeling. You watch my back and I'll watch yours. If anybody messes with you? I'll suplex them into the ground." " Shhhaaaaaa-sha-sha-shaaaa! Oh I love you already girl! We're going to be best friends!" Torrential declared and clapped her back.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 12, 2023 1:10:47 GMT
"You do understand sir that this is the last time I will be driving you, correct? You will have to pull yourself up by your own bootstraps from now on, sir." "Oh don't get me wrong. I get it. But don't worry too much about it. I've had over a century of combat experience and I've driven myself before, usually on the racetrack, so I can handle it. Thank you Sclera but I can take it from here. For what it's worth though? You were the best drive I could have ever asked for." "And it has been an honor to drive you, Master Graveblade." Sclera replied honestly. "Hey but listen if you want to keep driving the cars? Go right ahead. Have your fun. Drive them wherever you want. Just keep the cars, and yourself, safe." "Thank you very much sir. I'll be certain to take excellent care of everything. But you should be certain to take of yourself as well. This is a dangerous lifestyle you're signing up for after all." "I knew the risks when I signed up, they made them extremely clear, but don't worry about me. I've trained for this. Besides, I want to help protect everyone and that is why I'm signing up." "You're a good man, Master Graveblade." "As are you, Sclera." He kept driving until they finally arrived at another gate. Sclera rolled the window down and handed the man at the window his papers and ID Cards. He checked them over extensively, scanned the paperwork and scanned the ID Cards and their vehicle, both the inside and the outside. Once everything was set up and they got the Green Light he handed it all back and the gate opened and he drove in further. After they passed through another series of gates they entered a wide open parking lot for a plethora of Agency Vehicles. In a sharp contrast to his own car the Agency's Creature Cruisers looked alive. Because they were. A fusion of machinery and sorcery to create Techno-Organic Vehicles, the Creature Cruisers were in fact actual Creatures designed to work alongside the Agents. They usually looked, and could operate as, actual hyperfast cars but transform themselves into actual monstrous creatures that worked alongside the drivers to protect them and deal with threats while rushing through an area. Skin upholstery, arteries for fuel lines, rendered artificial bio-organic fat for motor oil, a whole lot went into making them and the rest of the Organic Technology that the Agency utilized. Most notably in the Agency Headquarters which was outright comprised of bio-mechanical materials like a giant H. R. Giger style Tower. The Material of the building looked almost alive and what they could see inside was walls of stone and metal textured to look like skeletal growths. The lights and cameras outside of the tower were literally grown out of it and Organic Technology abounded with bone, chitin, or steel as the framework structures, with living tissue as the interactive medium. It was enough to completely blow your mind and even Vladmir didn't know everything about it. Commander Grimm Skull really went all out on this place. Sclera parked the car long enough for him to get out and then Vladmir walked up to the window and he rolled it down. "Thanks again for everything, Sclera, I'll see you around." "I see everything, sir, I will be the one who sees you. Now go on and make your family proud. We believe in you." "Thanks again Sclera. Take care." They shook hands and Vladmir walked away towards the building while Sclera drove away. Upon approaching the massive doublet doors of the building the doors began quivering and bubbling while a slimy squelching sound began resonating from the doors and the front of the doors merged together and stretched out towards him and turned an onyx black in a gooey goopy gummy bubbling substance until it reached him and the front of the substance peeled back to reveal a ghostly white marble-eque mask that resembled the other faces around the building although this one had black dot eyes and a painted on black smile. "Identification please." She told him in a beautiful sing-song voice. This was Dor Iฤnua. One of the many security systems in the building. She was, as far as Vladmir understood, either part of or an aspect of the building itself and one of the many faces it chose to present itself with. Either way she was functionally all over the building. You can't approach it without being spotted by her and attempting to force your way in would result in her bringing the outside of the building to life while informing everyone inside and all active officers of what was happening. So it was best to be polite when dealing with her. Vladmir flashed his ID and winning smile. "Hi there Dor. Rookie Agent Graveblade reporting for duty." She looked him up and down while a pale blue light shined out of her eyes and scanned him up and down along with his ID and then the light died down and her smile spread across the sides of her face. "Welcome Agent Graveblade. Agent Griffin is waiting for you inside to escort you to training." Her face disappeared back into the mass and she retreated back into the doors and they opened themselves up to reveal a faceless statuesque buxom woman in a fine suit waiting for him. Vlad walked inside and the doors closed behind him. He visibly relaxed now that he was out of the sunlight and stepped forward to meet Agent Kitty Griffin. One of the Inviso-Agents. Supernaturals with the gift of Invisibility. They tended to hang out in a rest state with their bodies invisible and wearing their fine suits. As Trained Shinobi their primary purpose in the Agency was teaching and engaging in Information Gathering and Espionage when necessary. "Hey there Vlad. I hope Dor didn't give you too much trouble." "Nah she's just doing her job. So how are you doing today, Kitty?" "Feeling like a Million Bucks. Yourself?" "Same." "Give it time. We'll see how you feel after Boot Camp." She replied sinisterly. "I was trained in Combat and The Dark Arts for over a century. I think I can handle a Year Long Hell Week. Sounds like fun actually." "Praytell, who trained you in combat anyway?" "My parents primarily. Malachi Graveblade and Luna Devildirge. Plus I would routinely spar with my siblings and instructors growing up. Those were some harsh lessons but I could handle them. I just needed some blood and I'd be good as new and ready to continue my lessons." "Yeah, hey, where did the blood in your home come from? You obviously aren't getting that much blood from donors..." "Oh that?" Vlad asked her. "We use a Blood Crystal from The Neodriethal Dimension. We hooked it up to what is functionally a MagiTech Generator and it's able to supply blood throughout the castle." He explained. "They aren't easy to acquire, getting past the Caverns Creatures is basically a rite of passage for my family, but if you're able to grab the Crystal and make it back, it eliminates any need to feed on the living." He folded his arms. "Sadly, not all of our kind are willing to transition to such a useful method to sate the thirst. Hopefully by working with the Agency I can present a better example that will help change some minds." Vladmir couldn't see her expression but her body language told him more than enough. She was impressed. "Wow. You're deeper than I thought. I'll have to do some research on these Blood Crystal Caverns. You said it was in the Neodriethal Dimension?" "Yeah. The Nightmare Dimension. It's not a pleasant place to visit even for Vampires. The only real plus is that there's no sunlight. The creatures there are beings comprised of nightmares, shadows and darkness and Gargandorah is the Head Honcho out of all of them." "Never heard of that one." "Gargandorah is....well...the closest approximation we can see is a massive reptillian-esque black widow spider. We call her The Spider Queen but that might just be her physical avatar. She tests all those who come to that dimension and guards the caverns. If you want a Blood Crystal you'll have to earn it." "Yikes. Sounds intimidating." "Oh she is but it's worth it." A thought occurred to him. "Now that I think about it, I'll have to go back and retrieve a smaller crystal sometime and give it to the labs. See what they can replicate from it. First thing's first though. I'll need to pass training. That's going to be fun." "That does sound like a good idea! I'm sure the Magic and Science Divisions would love to take a look at the crystals." She replied and pumped her fists. "Will you need any help?" "Hmmmmm. I'll need to think about that. I can navigate the nightmarish unreality of that dimension easily enough but I can't say for sure how it would affect the others yet. But don't worry about it for now. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." "Sounds good." Kitty raised her hands up and laced her fingers as she stretched and then she lowered them down behind where her head would be. "So what else would you like to talk about?" "Well, since you brought up The Science Division, do you guys still have The Dracul Changer?" "Your homemade Morpher right? Yeah the Science Division has been keeping it in storage since you donated it. They worked with The Magic Division to incorporate elements from The Dacul Changer and The Franken Morpher that Victor created into the suits to upgrade them further and we'll still have those designs as backup in case of emergency." Kitty Griffin explained while gesturing with her gloves. "That's brilliant! Hey can we stop by there? See how they're doing? Victor is planning to go through training with us after all." "Sure! We've got enough time! Come on I'll lead the way!"
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 12, 2023 4:02:44 GMT
The Laboratory was more like a massive sprawling BioPunk Fueled City where the organic nature of the base was fused with technology and steel to create the living breathing biomechanical and surrealistic environment, sleek, futuristic, advanced computers and brain interfaces and machines and structures fused with a mass of muscles and tendons and bones and eyes, a place where they could plant 'seeds' that grew into roads, buildings and organisms that used a kind of electro-plating to 'grow' electrical wiring that would eventually grow to attach itself to the other structures to grow alongside with the rest of the city lab, this miraculous laboratory was inhabited by the members of the Science Division who worked all around the massive laboratory location clad in advanced futuristic silver hazmat suits. A number of them are human but there are also various creatures from various other species working with them and their suits are designed to fit with the various creatures and fits them perfectly. Considering the wide variety of experiments they are working with the hazmat suits are a necessity for both safety and legal reasons. Among the various humans and creatures working in the lab one colossal man was towering over the others. His body was tall and powerfully built, a giant of a man with the green skin one would expect to see from a zombie with wavy turquoise hair he kept well combed. He had a square jaw and an almost handsome face if you could get past the dead skin. Underneath his hazmat suit and clothes his skin was covered in stitches and scars from the surgical and chemical procedures to create his body. Due to his mother's manipulation of the LRP5, MTSN, and other factors he grew to have a powerful body with near unbreakable bones and skin. His glowing yellow-reddish eyes looked out of his goggles and hazmat suit at the environment as he took notes on the developing Compuchondria Bioborg experiment floating in the biomechanical womb-like vat in front of him. His Mother/Creator Adamina Frankenstein flew down to him on top of a flying anti-gravity platform. While obviously nowhere near as tall as her giant son she was a tall curvaceous voluptuous woman underneath her hazmat suit with a beautiful face and chocolate brown hair she kept tied up in a bun on and off the clock. Like her son she preferred to wear goggles that analyzed her surroundings to detect and record information from the environment whilst providing visual displays for the user that she could cycle through. "Hey there Vick! How's the experiment going?" Adamina Frankenstein asked him. "The Artificial Lifeform's Larval Form is gestating nicely." Victor replied. His great booming deep voice further emphasized his powerful build and provided a funny contrast to his mother's more sweet husky voice. "It will obviously take time to reach its later developmental stages but I have a good feeling about the development of the lifeform. I'm sure it will be beautiful. A Womb-Vat Grown Compuchondria Bioborg. Its going to be amazing. We're growing the future right here!" "That's my boy!" She high-fived him with Victor just holding up his hand and his mother pushing hers against his. He was solid as a rock. More proof of her excellent design. "Are you ready to begin your training?" "I've been preparing for it all year. I just wanted to get in some work beforehand. The price of success is hard work, dedication to the job at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand. Vince Lombardi said that and it is one of our guiding principles." Victor quoted. "Besides, I won't be back for 15 Months right? I might as well get as much work in as I can beforehand." "So wise, Victor! I'm SO proud of you! As a Mother and your loving creator. You're a magnificent work of art my son." "I owe it all to your excellent design, mother." He replied sincerely. She took a bow. "You're so sweet." Adamina replied as the platform descended to the floor and simply merged with it and disappeared as she walked off. "Lets see by my calculations Kitty should be bringing Vlad towards the labs right now." "Ah yes Vlad. It'll be nice to see him again. I've missed the Undead Gentleman. As a Constructed Creature, a Golem constructed of undead body parts, I find myself intrigued by the nature of beings such as him. I myself stand in the twilight, the middle ground of living and undead, I would like to learn more about his un-life as a natural born vampire. Undead beings procreating and producing life in the same manner as humans seems contradictory and yet they are able to create pureblood born vampires in the same manner as living mammals. A Turned Child will stop aging after a short time but Pureblood Children will age into young adulthood before their aging halts and they become unageing quasi-immortals. Truly a fascinating subject and we have all the time in the world to learn to understand it." "An excellent analysis. Their nature is supernatural so it won't necessarily follow the same laws as the living would which gives them some leeway in breaking the rules of biology. I do know however that Vampiric Mothers often find themselves drinking more blood than normal to provide for their child and the Vampiric Infants are bathed in blood until they're old enough to start walking and drinking from cups." Adamina shrugged. "Anyway, we have all the time in the world to figure it out. Go ahead and go see your friend and prep for training dear." "Yes mother. Thank you. I promise to make you proud." He stepped forward and hugged his mother gently and she did the same. After their big Frankenstein hug he turned and walked away and a floating platform grew out of the floor and carried him into the air. The various scientists around the Science Division BioCity stood up and waved and cheered him on. "YYEEEAAAH VICTOR! VICTOR! GO FOR IT MAN! YOU'VE GOT THIS! MAKE US PROUD, SON! GO FOR IT BIG MAN!" They cheered him on and he laughed and waved back to them. Reaching the changing station he walked into the door and relaxed as the de-contimaination procedures cleaned off his Hazmat Suit. He slowly removed it and placed it into a shelf for cleaning and let it take the suit. The shelf closed back up and he walked out to the inner parts of the lab and left for his room to get changed. When Vlad arrived Victor was waiting for him. The Vampire grinned and casually walked up to him. "Hey big guy! How's work been?" "I love what I'm doing, doing what I love and giving myself to it with all of my heart. I've been living my best life my undead fanged friend!" Victor replied and they fist bumped and snapped their fingers at each other and raised their 'finger guns' in the air. "POW!" "That's awesome. I'm glad to hear it. Are you going to be ready for training?" "Oh I am more than ready. I've been eagerly anticipating the chance to put this powerful body of mine to work! It will be the ultimate test of mother's scientific prowess!" "Hell yeah bro! That's the spirit!" Vlad cheered him on. "Get pumped!" "Oh trust me. I'm more than pumped up enough already. Especially with the Bioborg Project we're working on inside." "You're growing a Bioborg?" "Oh it's more than that. It's a Compuchondria Bioborg!" "Compuchondria? Like Mitochondria?" Vlad asked. "Yes and no. It's similar and that's where the inspiration comes from: Our very own mitochondria! You might want to brace yourselves, this is going to be a lengthy explantion and it will be on the test! You see, Kitty and Vlad, the classic role of mitochondria is oxidative phosphorylation, which generates ATP by utilizing the energy released during the oxidation of the food we eat. ATP is used in turn as the primary energy source for most biochemical and physiological processes, such as growth, movement and homeostasis. It has a double membrane, the inner layer being folded inward to form layers (cristae). We already have mitochondria for energy production, a nucleus to hold the DNA and a few others. This would be a new type, for processing information: the compuchondria. This new organelle would be a computer constructed out of proteins, capable of duplicating itself, receive information encoded on molecules, process it and send new info out through an information network that connects one cell to another. It's living in a cell, next to the nucleus, so modifying DNA and controlling cell functions become easy. Thanks to their advances in BioTech and Computers, the project would be just as fast, if not faster, then standard advanced machinery and with trillions of cells within the body? Now that opens up some possibilities." "When you have access to cells, you have access to visual, auditory and motor nerves. The software can work like a virtual or augmented reality, showing screens, playing sound, respond to your movements, all without external devices or electronics. This software is connected to genes, so through this software genetic modifications can be propagated throughout the entire body. With the right software, designing modifications will be pretty routine. Using those tools, the body can be modified in significant ways. Changing things like skin color or hair color is trivial. Modifying muscles to grow bigger isn't that hard. You can get avian lungs to get more capacity, an extra heart, and many other things as long as you have the right designs." "To link up to the external world, you must have an antenna. Biology is made to manipulate carbon, not metal. Luckily carbon can be twisted in many forms, and one of that is graphene that works pretty good as an antenna. With some effort, growing graphene antennas and its controlling electronics grafted on bones or skin can be done, so people can connect to mobile internet or wifi. Adding this to the biological systems, modifying your body becomes as easy as downloading an app. Neurons in your brain are also cells, so can also contain compuchondria. Such a close link to the software and the brain will make an excellent brain-computer interfaces without the need for wires, probes or external connections. With these kind of connections, having augmented reality and full immersion virtual reality is much easier achievable. Personal electronics are pretty much obsolete as anything to do with running apps, games, artificial intelligence, connect to internet or screens can all be performed with internal systems. In addition, all this can be controlled directly by thought or intention and not through virtual controls. This implements a version of telepathy and telekinesis for virtual objects. If there is equipment that has a wireless connection, like a future version of bluetooth, it can be controlled directly through mind control, so this is a version of cyberpathy. A lot more energy will be used to power all these internal systems, but with current day food supplies that's not an issue." "In fact, the project can be crafted in a way that it can skip the food consumption necessity entirely via Solar Energy. By modifying and designing the subject so properly absorb Solar Energy it would be able to absorb solar power to power its abilities and sustain it via form of photosynthesis, by which light is absorbed photochemically and acts as a source of renewable chemical energy. This would of course be dependent on light available. The peak for this ability would, ideally, be photon bombardment offering a near infinite source of energy and the subject would be capable storing light within their body in order to utilize their powers during periods of darkness. It is possible to use these abilities at night but to a restricted degree due to the lack of a renewable light. Thus, any use of their power at night would be negligible and disappear after prolonged use, though it could remain stored indefinitely until utilized for enhancements. If the Alternate were trapped in darkness with no source for recharging their energy, all their enhancements would become inert. More work on this is needed." "Compuchondria, however, would ideally not be limited to human bodies. With proper development the designs could also be implemented in plant life, in a limited fashion. This way plants can be fully customized down to the genetic level, and can be mixed and matched as needed. A tree can be modified to grow in the shape of a house or wall, or can be instructed to grow customized fruits or be modified to grow vegetables, and with some effort can grow meat, skipping the part of animals eating and digesting plants and just implementing the parts to convert nutrients directly to more meat. A plant itself is always limited by the amount of sunlight it receives, and only grow in certain climates. However the conversion of CO2 and water into nutrients can also be done by electricity trough electrosynthesis instead of photosynthesis. It skips many inefficient steps of converting electricity into light where the light is then converted into food as is done in vertical farming. Food can be grown anywhere where there is water, air and power, so also easily be done in ones own home. Unprogrammed biomass can be assembled in the rough shape of an object, with a 3D printer for example, and then set to grown into the desired object. Most natural materials are possible, so wood, ivory, silk can be seamlessly used." "A lot of life begins with an egg. It has all the nutrients needed to grow new life from a single cell containing its DNA. It would be not that hard to produce eggs with DNA you've made, growing any kind of creature, from plastic eating microbes to pets programmed for certain tasks. From this egg, other items can be grown too. Clothes have been for most of human history derived from natural materials, such as cotton, wool and leather. If the egg is big enough, or uses a large egg-sack, it can grow into clothes and other items. From here we come to the concept of the Bioborg." "Bioborgs are humans, animals, or other lifeforms, heavily modified via biocircuitry, biomachinery, biosymbers, bionano, wetware, etc (collectively: bioware). No inorganic components (other than some occasional support or reinforcing structures) are used at all for any of these augmentations. The reason for this may be aesthetic, ideological, cultural, religious, or pragmatic. Bioware mods may range from simple skin-patches to complete reorganising of skeletal, muscular, nervous, digestive, and/or pulmonatory systems. Sometimes the modifications are so subtle that on the surface the bioborg looks just like an ordinary baseline or nearbaseline of its original species. At other times they are so radical as to make the original genomorph of the bioborg indeterminable." "The advantage of using organic mods are obvious. The mod becomes part of the individual's body, is holistically and integrally a part of the same body and (in a few belief systems) chi-energy system. Neo-taoists, yogis, athletes, holistic healers, and a number of martial arts schools, all prefer bioware over cyberware for just such chi-integration purposes. The biomod is maintained in the same way as any other organic component. Instead of an external power source, ordinary food provides fuel, just as it does to the rest of the body. The increase in food-intake naturally differs according to the size, purpose, efficiency, activity and metabolism of the implant; anywhere from negligible to an entire order of magnitude (thus some unwitting bioborgers end up having to have their entire alimentary system redone to cope with the increased requirements of digestion; often this ends up far exceeding in expense and discomfort the initial augment)." "Although good quality bioware should adapt themselves to any host body, this is rarely the case in practice. More often a course of medical nano, immunosupressants, and pheno-gengineering are necessary to modify the host so it doesn't reject the implant. Eventually the implant should acquire the hosts own genetic signature. Depending on the size, nature, and quality of the mod this may take anywhere from only a few hours to a period of days, weeks, or at most several months. There is also the task of adjusting to the new mod via physiotherapy, training, and wetware. Bioware can be used for almost anything inorganic cyberware can. There are biocomputers, biobatteries, bio-remotes, even biolasers which use special light-producing and light conducting bionanogenic cells. A lot of bioware, such as ch'i-batteries, body gestalts, erotogens, pheromones, etc , have no hylotech equivalent. However, bioware suffers from a lack of modularity, and it is usually fairly traumatic to the body to remove or insert a piece of bioware; unlike drytech which can be done as easily as unplugging the old unit and replacing it with the new." SAUCE
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 13, 2023 1:46:59 GMT
Lupus Riptide, a long haired tall athletic gentleman with a slight stubbled beard and long dark hair, normally kept combed and slicked back, hung down partially in front of his face and glowing yellow wolf eyes, looked out the window watching as the Vampire and the others arrived. His arms folded in front of him clad in the Agency's Uniform. Black pants and a long sleeved grey military shirt with the monster logo on the chest. Regrettably it also displayed the long diagonal scar on his face. A reminder of an unfortunate encounter with a Dullahan resulting in Lupus taking a Silver Sword Slash to his face. That would've been bad enough for anyone but Lupus was a Lycanthrope, a Rugaru, A Werewolf, which meant that the sword slash was especially bad for him. The silver shut down his healing abilities and scarred and burned his face and nearly killed him. If Torrential hadn't made it in time he would've been finished back then. They were able to fix him back up and could've potentially healed the scar, or at least cut down on its exposure, but Lupus chose to keep it as a reminder not to make rookie mistakes like that in the field again in the future. Which explained why he was less than impressed when Vlad chose to arrive in a Limousine driven by his driver. It sent the message that he wasn't taking this seriously. Like he was being dropped off at a Movie or a Mall. "How childish. He's going to wash right out." He scoffed. This wasn't about the natural rivalry between Vampires and Lycans. This was about Vlad not appearing to take his arrival here seriously. Some spoiled rich kid who'd been waited on hand and foot for over a century? He didn't have a chance in Mikhael's Training. "Maybe take a few lessons in professionalism and then try again, Fangs." "'D'awww! What's wrong with arriving in style? Vladdie's a rich kid but he's also protected his town and castle for over a century on top of his countless lessons. He's just spending one last day with his driver before he steps up to become independent. Let him have some fun." Lupus turned around to face the classy suited dark haired slender woman with the white and gold fancy operatic mask that leaves only one eye visible while covering the other and leaving the skin below her nose exposed. This exotically beautiful woman with a heavenly voice that left you hanging onto her every word was Ericka Dumnonos. Also known by her true name Nemenriye The Siren. Phantom Of The Opera and The Second In Command Of The Agency. Her human form was ethereally, hauntingly, beautiful, like someone who just stepped out of a dream, but her true form was best described as a merger of the Avian and the Mermaid interpretations of the Sirens. She justified this as being a Hybrid. The mask she wore was a result of a jealous rival attacking her with a mystical poison that burned and scarred her face to a horrific extent. Never one to let that keep her down however, Ericka eventually adapted and found ways to help others and even find love, both for herself and the musical arts once more, before she joined up with the Agency. "It's time for me to take it I'm the boss right now Not gonna fake it Not when you go down 'Cause this is my game And you better come to play I used to hold my freak back Now I'm letting go I make my own choice Bitch, I run this show So leave the lights on No, you can't make me behave Uh, huh, huh So you say I'm complicated That I must be out my mind But you've had me underrated Rated, rated Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh It's time to get the chains out Is your tongue tied up? 'Cause this is my ground And I'm dangerous And you can get off But it's all 'bout me tonight (Tonight) Uh, huh, huh So you say I'm complicated That I must be out my mind But you've had me underrated Rated, rated Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh Uh, huh Hey Uh, huh, huh, yeah So you say I'm complicated But you've had me underrated You need not... (Uh, huh, huh) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (What's wrong with being) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? (Oh, yeah) Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (What's wrong with being) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Confident" She sang out an operatic cover of Demi Lovato's Confident song that echoed around the room, her reverberating, echoing, beautiful, Heavenly, Angelic dulcet voice immediately drew Lupus in and refreshed his confidence in himself, in Vlad, in the new recruits and the Agency and everything else all at once! Lupus' eyes flashed blue briefly before he smiled again. "That's right, you're right, nothing wrong with that! Thanks Ericka!" Ericka flicked her wrist and a rose appeared in her hand and she smelled it. "Ahhhhh. You're welcome, darling, but just remember that you're their superior officer. That means your job is to nurture them along and raise them to reach their potential so that they can blossom into the roses we know they can become." Even when she wasn't singing her voice had a beautiful singing tone that could melt your heart.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 24, 2023 2:52:18 GMT
The Laboratory was more like a massive sprawling BioPunk Fueled City where the organic nature of the base was fused with technology and steel to create the living breathing biomechanical and surrealistic environment, sleek, futuristic, advanced computers and brain interfaces and machines and structures fused with a mass of muscles and tendons and bones and eyes, a place where they could plant 'seeds' that grew into roads, buildings and organisms that used a kind of electro-plating to 'grow' electrical wiring that would eventually grow to attach itself to the other structures to grow alongside with the rest of the city lab, this miraculous laboratory was inhabited by the members of the Science Division who worked all around the massive laboratory location clad in advanced futuristic silver hazmat suits. A number of them are human but there are also various creatures from various other species working with them and their suits are designed to fit with the various creatures and fits them perfectly. Considering the wide variety of experiments they are working with the hazmat suits are a necessity for both safety and legal reasons. Among the various humans and creatures working in the lab one colossal man was towering over the others. His body was tall and powerfully built, a giant of a man with the green skin one would expect to see from a zombie with wavy turquoise hair he kept well combed. He had a square jaw and an almost handsome face if you could get past the dead skin. Underneath his hazmat suit and clothes his skin was covered in stitches and scars from the surgical and chemical procedures to create his body. Due to his mother's manipulation of the LRP5, MTSN, and other factors he grew to have a powerful body with near unbreakable bones and skin. His glowing yellow-reddish eyes looked out of his goggles and hazmat suit at the environment as he took notes on the developing Compuchondria Bioborg experiment floating in the biomechanical womb-like vat in front of him. His Mother/Creator Adamina Frankenstein flew down to him on top of a flying anti-gravity platform. While obviously nowhere near as tall as her giant son she was a tall curvaceous voluptuous woman underneath her hazmat suit with a beautiful face and chocolate brown hair she kept tied up in a bun on and off the clock. Like her son she preferred to wear goggles that analyzed her surroundings to detect and record information from the environment whilst providing visual displays for the user that she could cycle through. "Hey there Vick! How's the experiment going?" Adamina Frankenstein asked him. "The Artificial Lifeform's Larval Form is gestating nicely." Victor replied. His great booming deep voice further emphasized his powerful build and provided a funny contrast to his mother's more sweet husky voice. "It will obviously take time to reach its later developmental stages but I have a good feeling about the development of the lifeform. I'm sure it will be beautiful. A Womb-Vat Grown Compuchondria Bioborg. Its going to be amazing. We're growing the future right here!" "That's my boy!" She high-fived him with Victor just holding up his hand and his mother pushing hers against his. He was solid as a rock. More proof of her excellent design. "Are you ready to begin your training?" "I've been preparing for it all year. I just wanted to get in some work beforehand. The price of success is hard work, dedication to the job at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand. Vince Lombardi said that and it is one of our guiding principles." Victor quoted. "Besides, I won't be back for 15 Months right? I might as well get as much work in as I can beforehand." "So wise, Victor! I'm SO proud of you! As a Mother and your loving creator. You're a magnificent work of art my son." "I owe it all to your excellent design, mother." He replied sincerely. She took a bow. "You're so sweet." Adamina replied as the platform descended to the floor and simply merged with it and disappeared as she walked off. "Lets see by my calculations Kitty should be bringing Vlad towards the labs right now." "Ah yes Vlad. It'll be nice to see him again. I've missed the Undead Gentleman. As a Constructed Creature, a Golem constructed of undead body parts, I find myself intrigued by the nature of beings such as him. I myself stand in the twilight, the middle ground of living and undead, I would like to learn more about his un-life as a natural born vampire. Undead beings procreating and producing life in the same manner as humans seems contradictory and yet they are able to create pureblood born vampires in the same manner as living mammals. A Turned Child will stop aging after a short time but Pureblood Children will age into young adulthood before their aging halts and they become unageing quasi-immortals. Truly a fascinating subject and we have all the time in the world to learn to understand it." "An excellent analysis. Their nature is supernatural so it won't necessarily follow the same laws as the living would which gives them some leeway in breaking the rules of biology. I do know however that Vampiric Mothers often find themselves drinking more blood than normal to provide for their child and the Vampiric Infants are bathed in blood until they're old enough to start walking and drinking from cups." Adamina shrugged. "Anyway, we have all the time in the world to figure it out. Go ahead and go see your friend and prep for training dear." "Yes mother. Thank you. I promise to make you proud." He stepped forward and hugged his mother gently and she did the same. After their big Frankenstein hug he turned and walked away and a floating platform grew out of the floor and carried him into the air. The various scientists around the Science Division BioCity stood up and waved and cheered him on. "YYEEEAAAH VICTOR! VICTOR! GO FOR IT MAN! YOU'VE GOT THIS! MAKE US PROUD, SON! GO FOR IT BIG MAN!" They cheered him on and he laughed and waved back to them. Reaching the changing station he walked into the door and relaxed as the de-contimaination procedures cleaned off his Hazmat Suit. He slowly removed it and placed it into a shelf for cleaning and let it take the suit. The shelf closed back up and he walked out to the inner parts of the lab and left for his room to get changed. When Vlad arrived Victor was waiting for him. The Vampire grinned and casually walked up to him. "Hey big guy! How's work been?" "I love what I'm doing, doing what I love and giving myself to it with all of my heart. I've been living my best life my undead fanged friend!" Victor replied and they fist bumped and snapped their fingers at each other and raised their 'finger guns' in the air. "POW!" "That's awesome. I'm glad to hear it. Are you going to be ready for training?" "Oh I am more than ready. I've been eagerly anticipating the chance to put this powerful body of mine to work! It will be the ultimate test of mother's scientific prowess!" "Hell yeah bro! That's the spirit!" Vlad cheered him on. "Get pumped!" "Oh trust me. I'm more than pumped up enough already. Especially with the Bioborg Project we're working on inside." "You're growing a Bioborg?" "Oh it's more than that. It's a Compuchondria Bioborg!" "Compuchondria? Like Mitochondria?" Vlad asked. "Yes and no. It's similar and that's where the inspiration comes from: Our very own mitochondria! You might want to brace yourselves, this is going to be a lengthy explantion and it will be on the test! You see, Kitty and Vlad, the classic role of mitochondria is oxidative phosphorylation, which generates ATP by utilizing the energy released during the oxidation of the food we eat. ATP is used in turn as the primary energy source for most biochemical and physiological processes, such as growth, movement and homeostasis. It has a double membrane, the inner layer being folded inward to form layers (cristae). We already have mitochondria for energy production, a nucleus to hold the DNA and a few others. This would be a new type, for processing information: the compuchondria. This new organelle would be a computer constructed out of proteins, capable of duplicating itself, receive information encoded on molecules, process it and send new info out through an information network that connects one cell to another. It's living in a cell, next to the nucleus, so modifying DNA and controlling cell functions become easy. Thanks to their advances in BioTech and Computers, the project would be just as fast, if not faster, then standard advanced machinery and with trillions of cells within the body? Now that opens up some possibilities." "When you have access to cells, you have access to visual, auditory and motor nerves. The software can work like a virtual or augmented reality, showing screens, playing sound, respond to your movements, all without external devices or electronics. This software is connected to genes, so through this software genetic modifications can be propagated throughout the entire body. With the right software, designing modifications will be pretty routine. Using those tools, the body can be modified in significant ways. Changing things like skin color or hair color is trivial. Modifying muscles to grow bigger isn't that hard. You can get avian lungs to get more capacity, an extra heart, and many other things as long as you have the right designs." "To link up to the external world, you must have an antenna. Biology is made to manipulate carbon, not metal. Luckily carbon can be twisted in many forms, and one of that is graphene that works pretty good as an antenna. With some effort, growing graphene antennas and its controlling electronics grafted on bones or skin can be done, so people can connect to mobile internet or wifi. Adding this to the biological systems, modifying your body becomes as easy as downloading an app. Neurons in your brain are also cells, so can also contain compuchondria. Such a close link to the software and the brain will make an excellent brain-computer interfaces without the need for wires, probes or external connections. With these kind of connections, having augmented reality and full immersion virtual reality is much easier achievable. Personal electronics are pretty much obsolete as anything to do with running apps, games, artificial intelligence, connect to internet or screens can all be performed with internal systems. In addition, all this can be controlled directly by thought or intention and not through virtual controls. This implements a version of telepathy and telekinesis for virtual objects. If there is equipment that has a wireless connection, like a future version of bluetooth, it can be controlled directly through mind control, so this is a version of cyberpathy. A lot more energy will be used to power all these internal systems, but with current day food supplies that's not an issue." "In fact, the project can be crafted in a way that it can skip the food consumption necessity entirely via Solar Energy. By modifying and designing the subject so properly absorb Solar Energy it would be able to absorb solar power to power its abilities and sustain it via form of photosynthesis, by which light is absorbed photochemically and acts as a source of renewable chemical energy. This would of course be dependent on light available. The peak for this ability would, ideally, be photon bombardment offering a near infinite source of energy and the subject would be capable storing light within their body in order to utilize their powers during periods of darkness. It is possible to use these abilities at night but to a restricted degree due to the lack of a renewable light. Thus, any use of their power at night would be negligible and disappear after prolonged use, though it could remain stored indefinitely until utilized for enhancements. If the Alternate were trapped in darkness with no source for recharging their energy, all their enhancements would become inert. More work on this is needed." "Compuchondria, however, would ideally not be limited to human bodies. With proper development the designs could also be implemented in plant life, in a limited fashion. This way plants can be fully customized down to the genetic level, and can be mixed and matched as needed. A tree can be modified to grow in the shape of a house or wall, or can be instructed to grow customized fruits or be modified to grow vegetables, and with some effort can grow meat, skipping the part of animals eating and digesting plants and just implementing the parts to convert nutrients directly to more meat. A plant itself is always limited by the amount of sunlight it receives, and only grow in certain climates. However the conversion of CO2 and water into nutrients can also be done by electricity trough electrosynthesis instead of photosynthesis. It skips many inefficient steps of converting electricity into light where the light is then converted into food as is done in vertical farming. Food can be grown anywhere where there is water, air and power, so also easily be done in ones own home. Unprogrammed biomass can be assembled in the rough shape of an object, with a 3D printer for example, and then set to grown into the desired object. Most natural materials are possible, so wood, ivory, silk can be seamlessly used." "A lot of life begins with an egg. It has all the nutrients needed to grow new life from a single cell containing its DNA. It would be not that hard to produce eggs with DNA you've made, growing any kind of creature, from plastic eating microbes to pets programmed for certain tasks. From this egg, other items can be grown too. Clothes have been for most of human history derived from natural materials, such as cotton, wool and leather. If the egg is big enough, or uses a large egg-sack, it can grow into clothes and other items. From here we come to the concept of the Bioborg." "Bioborgs are humans, animals, or other lifeforms, heavily modified via biocircuitry, biomachinery, biosymbers, bionano, wetware, etc (collectively: bioware). No inorganic components (other than some occasional support or reinforcing structures) are used at all for any of these augmentations. The reason for this may be aesthetic, ideological, cultural, religious, or pragmatic. Bioware mods may range from simple skin-patches to complete reorganising of skeletal, muscular, nervous, digestive, and/or pulmonatory systems. Sometimes the modifications are so subtle that on the surface the bioborg looks just like an ordinary baseline or nearbaseline of its original species. At other times they are so radical as to make the original genomorph of the bioborg indeterminable." "The advantage of using organic mods are obvious. The mod becomes part of the individual's body, is holistically and integrally a part of the same body and (in a few belief systems) chi-energy system. Neo-taoists, yogis, athletes, holistic healers, and a number of martial arts schools, all prefer bioware over cyberware for just such chi-integration purposes. The biomod is maintained in the same way as any other organic component. Instead of an external power source, ordinary food provides fuel, just as it does to the rest of the body. The increase in food-intake naturally differs according to the size, purpose, efficiency, activity and metabolism of the implant; anywhere from negligible to an entire order of magnitude (thus some unwitting bioborgers end up having to have their entire alimentary system redone to cope with the increased requirements of digestion; often this ends up far exceeding in expense and discomfort the initial augment)." "Although good quality bioware should adapt themselves to any host body, this is rarely the case in practice. More often a course of medical nano, immunosupressants, and pheno-gengineering are necessary to modify the host so it doesn't reject the implant. Eventually the implant should acquire the hosts own genetic signature. Depending on the size, nature, and quality of the mod this may take anywhere from only a few hours to a period of days, weeks, or at most several months. There is also the task of adjusting to the new mod via physiotherapy, training, and wetware. Bioware can be used for almost anything inorganic cyberware can. There are biocomputers, biobatteries, bio-remotes, even biolasers which use special light-producing and light conducting bionanogenic cells. A lot of bioware, such as ch'i-batteries, body gestalts, erotogens, pheromones, etc , have no hylotech equivalent. However, bioware suffers from a lack of modularity, and it is usually fairly traumatic to the body to remove or insert a piece of bioware; unlike drytech which can be done as easily as unplugging the old unit and replacing it with the new." SAUCE
"So basically you're growing a Bioengineered Life-Form that's a living computer?" Vlad asked. "That is the general idea. I'm impressed you were able to keep up with the lesson." "When I first came here I was blown by the Bio-Tech so when I returned home I researched everything I could about it. Understandably our castle library didn't have much in the way of Bio-Tech Science so I ordered the books instead." Vlad summarized. "I'm not the expert on it that everyone working here would be, in particular you and your mother, but I was able to learn enough to be able to keep up with a science lesson like that." Victor opened his mouth and let out a great booming laugh. "OHHH-HOHOHOHOOOOOO! A wise decision my fanged friend! You're going to do great here. You'll learn more about our Bio-Tech in your training of course but once you pass I can lend you some books on the subject to provide further education." "That'll be great. Thanks Victor." Kitty placed her hands behind her back as she walked with them. "The Frankenstein's are pioneers in the world of BioTechnology so believe me when I say that they know what they're talking about. They're the ones you talk to if you want to learn more about our tech or just in general." She giggled. "Kinda bizarre to think that Cranston U apparently thought she was mad." "Oh hey, Adamina attended Cranston University?" "She graduated with a Masters and Doctorate in BioTech and at the top of her class." Victor replied proudly. "Mom's also an incredibly talented neurosurgeon, one of the best in the world, she was able to build me after all." "That's amazing. I have a bach degree in physics and chemistry from Nevermore University just so I could say I put in the work and got one but Adamina's sounds way more impressive." Vlad mused. "Oooooo! An educated Vampire Prince!" "It's what, four years or so of work? That's a blink of an eye for a vampire."
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 25, 2023 17:46:48 GMT
Lupus Riptide, a long haired tall athletic gentleman with a slight stubbled beard and long dark hair, normally kept combed and slicked back, hung down partially in front of his face and glowing yellow wolf eyes, looked out the window watching as the Vampire and the others arrived. His arms folded in front of him clad in the Agency's Uniform. Black pants and a long sleeved grey military shirt with the monster logo on the chest. Regrettably it also displayed the long diagonal scar on his face. A reminder of an unfortunate encounter with a Dullahan resulting in Lupus taking a Silver Sword Slash to his face. That would've been bad enough for anyone but Lupus was a Lycanthrope, a Rugaru, A Werewolf, which meant that the sword slash was especially bad for him. The silver shut down his healing abilities and scarred and burned his face and nearly killed him. If Torrential hadn't made it in time he would've been finished back then. They were able to fix him back up and could've potentially healed the scar, or at least cut down on its exposure, but Lupus chose to keep it as a reminder not to make rookie mistakes like that in the field again in the future. Which explained why he was less than impressed when Vlad chose to arrive in a Limousine driven by his driver. It sent the message that he wasn't taking this seriously. Like he was being dropped off at a Movie or a Mall. "How childish. He's going to wash right out." He scoffed. This wasn't about the natural rivalry between Vampires and Lycans. This was about Vlad not appearing to take his arrival here seriously. Some spoiled rich kid who'd been waited on hand and foot for over a century? He didn't have a chance in Mikhael's Training. "Maybe take a few lessons in professionalism and then try again, Fangs." "'D'awww! What's wrong with arriving in style? Vladdie's a rich kid but he's also protected his town and castle for over a century on top of his countless lessons. He's just spending one last day with his driver before he steps up to become independent. Let him have some fun." Lupus turned around to face the classy suited dark haired slender woman with the white and gold fancy operatic mask that leaves only one eye visible while covering the other and leaving the skin below her nose exposed. This exotically beautiful woman with a heavenly voice that left you hanging onto her every word was Ericka Dumnonos. Also known by her true name Nemenriye The Siren. Phantom Of The Opera and The Second In Command Of The Agency. Her human form was ethereally, hauntingly, beautiful, like someone who just stepped out of a dream, but her true form was best described as a merger of the Avian and the Mermaid interpretations of the Sirens. She justified this as being a Hybrid. The mask she wore was a result of a jealous rival attacking her with a mystical poison that burned and scarred her face to a horrific extent. Never one to let that keep her down however, Ericka eventually adapted and found ways to help others and even find love, both for herself and the musical arts once more, before she joined up with the Agency. "It's time for me to take it I'm the boss right now Not gonna fake it Not when you go down 'Cause this is my game And you better come to play I used to hold my freak back Now I'm letting go I make my own choice Bitch, I run this show So leave the lights on No, you can't make me behave Uh, huh, huh So you say I'm complicated That I must be out my mind But you've had me underrated Rated, rated Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh It's time to get the chains out Is your tongue tied up? 'Cause this is my ground And I'm dangerous And you can get off But it's all 'bout me tonight (Tonight) Uh, huh, huh So you say I'm complicated That I must be out my mind But you've had me underrated Rated, rated Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being What's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh Uh, huh Hey Uh, huh, huh, yeah So you say I'm complicated But you've had me underrated You need not... (Uh, huh, huh) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (What's wrong with being) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? (Oh, yeah) Uh, huh, huh What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (What's wrong with being) What's wrong with being confident? Uh, huh, huh (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being (Yeah) What's wrong with being confident? Confident" She sang out an operatic cover of Demi Lovato's Confident song that echoed around the room, her reverberating, echoing, beautiful, Heavenly, Angelic dulcet voice immediately drew Lupus in and refreshed his confidence in himself, in Vlad, in the new recruits and the Agency and everything else all at once! Lupus' eyes flashed blue briefly before he smiled again. "That's right, you're right, nothing wrong with that! Thanks Ericka!" Ericka flicked her wrist and a rose appeared in her hand and she smelled it. "Ahhhhh. You're welcome, darling, but just remember that you're their superior officer. That means your job is to nurture them along and raise them to reach their potential so that they can blossom into the roses we know they can become." Even when she wasn't singing her voice had a beautiful singing tone that could melt your heart. "Alright, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt provided he can pass through basic training. But you do remember that his group was saddled with Huntsman Mikhael, right?" "I remember. Our cybernetic friend can be tough on trainees, as are all of our instructors, but it's all in the service of weeding out those whose commitment is less than perfect. Sending in "heroes" with no real idea of what they're getting into is a good way to get a lot of the world's best and brightest killed. Their enemies won't have any mercy for them in a real battlefield, so those who want to make it need to be prepared for it well ahead of time." She explained. "As I recall you went back to him for training after the Dullahan Incident." "Yeah. I was overconfident, dropped my guard and screwed up so I went back to him for a refresher to get my edge back." Lupus slid a finger down his scar. "Between this scar and re-training myself I'm sharper now than I ever was before. He's the best man for the job if you want to become an Agent." "Which is exactly why Alpha Group is being sent to him for training. Regarding our potential recruits through: Kurata will likely pass with flying colors since she's been through this before. I'm confident about Vlad and Reeva's chances as well considering how long they've already trained, but, I am concerned about Victor. Admittedly, he should be more than aware of what he's getting into and the physical aspects of the training won't be a problem but I have reservations regarding the mental aspect." "He passed the physical and mental exams like everyone else, right? He should be fine." Lupus assured her. "Besides, I've seen the things they're developing in the labs. The psychological aspect of the training will not be a problem for him."
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Mar 25, 2023 22:47:41 GMT
A skull faced gentleman watched everyone in the base through the camera feed in his intricately designed office. There is a bookshelf, black carpeting, bioluminescent bulbs, framed pictures and certifications, a large fancy desk, computers and a sword mounted on the wall. "It looks like everybody's gathering together right on time. I have a good feeling about this newest batch of recruits. They might be green now but they'll shine like stars once the training is over. Yohohoho." His jolly nature is somewhat masked by his breathy, raspy, hoarse tone of voice. One would think that this would be a problem with the throat but this gentleman doesn't have a throat in the conventional sense because he is a skeleton! A rather unique skeleton in fact with 4,000 bones which look like plated armor and 4,600 joints, which he can easily dislocate and manipulate. Gentleman that he is, the skeleton man is wearing a fancy formal black and gold tuxedo as looking dashing and professional is a very important to the Monster Agency Commander Bonz Skull. He's wearing a clean shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the elegant skull tie he's wearing. On top of the shirt he's wearing a classy vest with 5 buttons, it has a narrow v-line, which allows for the top to remain visible even when the suit's jacket is buttoned up. The jacket perfectly wraps around his body which is impressive considering he doesn't have any skin or muscles. There is only bone! It has an intricate, but subtle plaid pattern, giving the suit a stylish casual look. The 4 buttons of his single breasted jacket have been left unbuttoned, this suit is meant to be worn this way. Casual, yet graceful at the same time. The jacket is the same length all around, it has vents at either side, there's a single pocket on one side and there's a breast pocket which holds his sunglasses. He's wearing pants which have the same pattern as the jacket, but a different, complementary color and they perfectly complement his shoes. He's wearing a graceful pair of horsebit loafers. To top it all off he's wearing a stylish belt, accompanied by skeleton gloves. "Now then. I should head down and greet them all at orientation. It's only proper to give a big speech to motivate them before training begins. I wish all of them the best of luck in their training exercises. Those rising stars will be the guiding light that will bring the world into the future."
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Apr 21, 2023 3:17:35 GMT
Reeva hummed to herself while she waited in line at the station until one-by-one the crowd in front of her parted until she could get up to the front. Reeva reached into her sleeve and pulled out her papers and handed them to the Anthromorphic Wolfman in front of her. A rather handsome gentleman named Lucian Bardou. He's wearing a fancy suit and topped it with a pair of stylish glasses. "Hello there young lady. What might be your business here in the city?" "My name is Reeva Deamonne, sir, I'm a Vile-lian from the M51 Galaxy and I've been living on Earth for 300 years and I was trained in the Mystical Arts by my parents and Master Oceana Rosenberg and I'm planning to join The Monster Mash Security Agency!" Reeva replied quickly while holding out her papers. "I've got my papers and my I.D. right here!" Lucian accepted everything and placed them in a scanner to test fur authenticity. "Deamonne, you say? As in Celestina and Wufarhim Deamonne?" "Oh, you know my parents? Good things I hope?" "Great things. They have a history of getting into shenanigans but always in the interest of rescuing and protecting people." "Yeah, that sounds about right." "I'm surprised they never joined any teams though." "Mother and Father prefer freelance work." Reeva admitted. "After the way they saved Harwood County I'd say they're free to operate however they want. If you're even close to that powerful then you're going to be an amazing Ranger." "Ha-ha! I'll be sure to do my best!" "Alright then. Everything appears to be in order. Just fill out this paperwork and hand it all back when you're done." "Thank you sir!" She replied quickly and accepted her stuff back and the new papers. She slipped her papers back into her sleeve and then she sat down on a chair and quickly filled out her paperwork before she popped back up and returned it. "Alright, alright, everything's in order here!" He printed out a shiny new ID for her. "Welcome to Deliveraunce City!" "I'm so happy to be here! Thank you sir, thank you!" She happy accepted it and slipped it into her sleeve. "Thank you sir! I'm going now!" "You're welcome but are you going to fly in on your broom?" "Nah! I'm going to drive in on a motorcycle!" She called back and stepped out and walked clear of the people and held out her hand with the broom in her hand. " Galwit Mysto Motro!" She called out and in a pink flash of light the broom floated out of her hand and transformed into the Mystic Speeder Motorcycle! She waved goodbye, hopped on board and road off to the base. MYSTIC SPEEDER! ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Reeva rode down the street on her Magical Motorcycle while taking in the sights of the city around her. It was so beautiful and advanced like she just flew into the future! The whole city was futuristic in design! It was like the complete opposite of the more down to Earth Briarwood. There were holograms on billboards and the side of buildings, the architecture was right out of Sci-Fi Movies, and there was cutting edge technology everywhere! Monorails, beautiful lights everywhere, she even saw civilians of many different species and races walking around with random tech and humanoid robots accompanying them, either just for company or carrying their products and belongings to assist them, and even the vehicles used in this city were fancy with cutting edge technology everywhere! Reeva could only guess at how beautiful the city must look at night! She was eagerly looking forward to exploring the city once she became an Agent. As beautiful as it was in the daylight it must be absolutely gorgeous like a sparkling shining diamond at night. One thing that stood out to her however was how technologically advanced the city was. It was certainly a marvel but it clashed considerably with The Agency building's more BioPunk Architecture and technology. Maybe Skull just wanted to really stand out or he thought that BioTech was the way to go for them? She would have to ask him at some point. For now she focused on her drive through the city until she arrived at headquarters. She stopped, showed her ID, drove through the gate, and drove around the parking lot until she found a place to park the Mystic Racer. She hopped off of it and turned it back into a broom and then held the broom up between her hands and channeled magical energy through it while slowly pushing her hands together. The wand slowly vanishing into sparkles of pink light until she brought her hands together and parted them. The broom had now been stored in another dimension along with her paperwork and materials to be re-summoned as she needed them or left in storage. Next she waved her hands over her clothes and then held up her left hand and snapped her fingers twice. " Morthay Ffansรฏo." She said and a sparkling shining light swirled around Reeva and changed her outfit into a fancy suit! She's now wearing a clean shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the graceful tie she's wearing. On top of the shirt she's wearing a stylish vest with 7 buttons, it has a very narrow v-line, which allows for a large portion of the top to remain visible, even if the suit's jacket is buttoned up. The jacket is a perfectly tailored fit for her. It has a tight herringbone pattern which gives the suit a more formal and elegant look. The 5 buttons of his single breasted jacket are all buttoned up with the exception of one, it gives the suit a bit of both worlds, casual and stylish. The jacket is the same length all around, it has vents at either side, there are two pockets on one side and one pocket on the other and there's a breast pocket which has been left empty. She's also now wearing pants which copy the style of the jacket, both in color and pattern and they perfectly complement his shoes. She's wearing a graceful pair of fullstrap loafers. To top it all off she's now wearing a fancy belt which completes the outfit. Her hair became shorter and her hat vanished as well. Now feeling fully prepared to begin her training she confidently walked up to the front door. She walked up to the double doors and stood at attention. "Hi Dor! I'm Back!" She greeted Dor Iฤnua. The doors quivered and bubbled while the onyx black gooey substance covered them again and stretched out to greet her and the face was revealed. "Hello dear." She greeted Reeva. "Please provide identification." Reeva happily held up her ID. "Rookie Agent Reeva Dahafskikva Henazgdruidxa Hualhua-il Stseshkinbeorak Desmonde reporting for duty to begin training!" She looked her up and down while a pale blue light shined out of her eyes and scanned Reeva along with her ID and then the light died down and her smile spread across the sides of her face. "Welcome Agent Desmonde. Agent Arnenoristh is waiting for you inside to escort you to training." Her face disappeared back into the mass and she retreated back into the doors and they opened themselves up to reveal a tall statuesque Gorgon wearing a fancy suit and stylish shades on her face waiting for her. Sthumbrura Arnenoristh looked down on her as her snakes writhed and hissed while looking around in every direction. "Ah, sssssoooo you musssst be the new girl, right? The prodigy witch from Briarwood. You trained under Rosenberg, correct?" "That's right! My name is Reeva! I'm honored to be here, ma'am, and I swear I'll do my best!" "If Oceania gave you a personal recommendation then you musssst be talented. But there are no free ridessss here. You're going to have to earn your way in through training jusssst like everyone elssssse. Understood?" "Yes ma'am!" "Good. Then follow me inside and I'll show you to the training center. Oh and feel free to call me Sthumbrura." "Understood ma'am, I'll do my best Sthumbrura." Reeva promised as the door closed behind her and they began walking. "So you're a Gorgon? That's cool." "You betcha! Born and raissssed! A genuine Gorgon with a stone gaze and everything! If you can pass through training then I'll tell you all about it." "Cool! Alright! I'll be sure to reach the top!" "Love the attitude. You'll do well here." "Thank you Ma'am. Is it okay if I make a request?" "Certainly. What isssss it?" "Could we stop by the Mysticism Division's Grand Library?" "The Magic Divisssssion, hmmmm?" She checked her watch. "Certainly. We have more than enough time. Bessssides, I'm ssssure that Morella will be delighted to ssseee you." "Oh wonderful! Thank you very much! This will be fun." She followed Sthumbrura through the hallways of the base until they reached the door to the Mysticism Division's Grand Library. Sthumbrura placed her palm on the door reader and it scanned her palm and then her ID and the door opened up. They walked through the door into another room, passed through a security check, and then they walked through the next door into The Grand Library. It was beautiful. The Grand Library was a dimension connected to our own through the doorway to a world of infinite books and endless shelves where The Mysticism Division spent the majority of their time researching and studying The Art Of Magic and countless other subjects. Whatever subject might strike your fancy could be found within The Grand Library. If The Science Division needed to look something up or read up on a subject they could come here and they would inevitably find it. It was a wonderful Library decorated like something you'd find in a castle with spiral staircases, bridges going every which way, study areas where you could sit down and read to your hearts content, a beautiful sky seen through occasional windows, mystical lights, and The Librarians, the entities responsible for ensuring everything here remained in its place and in proper order, scurried around The Library's corridors alongside various Agents and researchers from both The Science Division and The Mystic Division. All Those Who Seek Knowledge Are Welcomed Here, that was one of the Laws Of The Library, but you could spend your entire life here and still not read every single book. Reeva wasn't sure if even she could accomplish such a feat! It was also extremely easy to get lost in a place like this which is why it is best to ask a Librarian to help guide you out if you get lost. They live in this place and know how to navigate it properly. The Mysticisim Division had their own separate section for experimenting with spells, potions and whatever else they might learn here of course, but they tended to spend the majority of their time expanding their minds within The Library. "This is amazing." Reeva whispered. "It'ssss insssane right?" She whispered back. You had to be quiet within The Library. That was another Law. "It's beautiful. I love it." Reeva looked around The Library. "So where do you think she is?" The Gorgon pressed a button on her watch and another to mute it while a a holo-graphic map lit up and a green dot began blinking. She turned down the light a bit but began walking. "Follow me. She'ssss in her study again. I know where she is."
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Apr 22, 2023 4:48:11 GMT
MYSTIC SPEEDER! ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Reeva rode down the street on her Magical Motorcycle while taking in the sights of the city around her. It was so beautiful and advanced like she just flew into the future! The whole city was futuristic in design! It was like the complete opposite of the more down to Earth Briarwood. There were holograms on billboards and the side of buildings, the architecture was right out of Sci-Fi Movies, and there was cutting edge technology everywhere! Monorails, beautiful lights everywhere, she even saw civilians of many different species and races walking around with random tech and humanoid robots accompanying them, either just for company or carrying their products and belongings to assist them, and even the vehicles used in this city were fancy with cutting edge technology everywhere! Reeva could only guess at how beautiful the city must look at night! She was eagerly looking forward to exploring the city once she became an Agent. As beautiful as it was in the daylight it must be absolutely gorgeous like a sparkling shining diamond at night. One thing that stood out to her however was how technologically advanced the city was. It was certainly a marvel but it clashed considerably with The Agency building's more BioPunk Architecture and technology. Maybe Skull just wanted to really stand out or he thought that BioTech was the way to go for them? She would have to ask him at some point. For now she focused on her drive through the city until she arrived at headquarters. She stopped, showed her ID, drove through the gate, and drove around the parking lot until she found a place to park the Mystic Racer. She hopped off of it and turned it back into a broom and then held the broom up between her hands and channeled magical energy through it while slowly pushing her hands together. The wand slowly vanishing into sparkles of pink light until she brought her hands together and parted them. The broom had now been stored in another dimension along with her paperwork and materials to be re-summoned as she needed them or left in storage. Next she waved her hands over her clothes and then held up her left hand and snapped her fingers twice. " Morthay Ffansรฏo." She said and a sparkling shining light swirled around Reeva and changed her outfit into a fancy suit! She's now wearing a clean shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the graceful tie she's wearing. On top of the shirt she's wearing a stylish vest with 7 buttons, it has a very narrow v-line, which allows for a large portion of the top to remain visible, even if the suit's jacket is buttoned up. The jacket is a perfectly tailored fit for her. It has a tight herringbone pattern which gives the suit a more formal and elegant look. The 5 buttons of his single breasted jacket are all buttoned up with the exception of one, it gives the suit a bit of both worlds, casual and stylish. The jacket is the same length all around, it has vents at either side, there are two pockets on one side and one pocket on the other and there's a breast pocket which has been left empty. She's also now wearing pants which copy the style of the jacket, both in color and pattern and they perfectly complement his shoes. She's wearing a graceful pair of fullstrap loafers. To top it all off she's now wearing a fancy belt which completes the outfit. Her hair became shorter and her hat vanished as well. Now feeling fully prepared to begin her training she confidently walked up to the front door. She walked up to the double doors and stood at attention. "Hi Dor! I'm Back!" She greeted Dor Iฤnua. The doors quivered and bubbled while the onyx black gooey substance covered them again and stretched out to greet her and the face was revealed. "Hello dear." She greeted Reeva. "Please provide identification." Reeva happily held up her ID. "Rookie Agent Reeva Dahafskikva Henazgdruidxa Hualhua-il Stseshkinbeorak Desmonde reporting for duty to begin training!" She looked her up and down while a pale blue light shined out of her eyes and scanned Reeva along with her ID and then the light died down and her smile spread across the sides of her face. "Welcome Agent Desmonde. Agent Arnenoristh is waiting for you inside to escort you to training." Her face disappeared back into the mass and she retreated back into the doors and they opened themselves up to reveal a tall statuesque Gorgon wearing a fancy suit and stylish shades on her face waiting for her. Sthumbrura Arnenoristh looked down on her as her snakes writhed and hissed while looking around in every direction. "Ah, sssssoooo you musssst be the new girl, right? The prodigy witch from Briarwood. You trained under Rosenberg, correct?" "That's right! My name is Reeva! I'm honored to be here, ma'am, and I swear I'll do my best!" "If Oceania gave you a personal recommendation then you musssst be talented. But there are no free ridessss here. You're going to have to earn your way in through training jusssst like everyone elssssse. Understood?" "Yes ma'am!" "Good. Then follow me inside and I'll show you to the training center. Oh and feel free to call me Sthumbrura." "Understood ma'am, I'll do my best Sthumbrura." Reeva promised as the door closed behind her and they began walking. "So you're a Gorgon? That's cool." "You betcha! Born and raissssed! A genuine Gorgon with a stone gaze and everything! If you can pass through training then I'll tell you all about it." "Cool! Alright! I'll be sure to reach the top!" "Love the attitude. You'll do well here." "Thank you Ma'am. Is it okay if I make a request?" "Certainly. What isssss it?" "Could we stop by the Mysticism Division's Grand Library?" "The Magic Divisssssion, hmmmm?" She checked her watch. "Certainly. We have more than enough time. Bessssides, I'm ssssure that Morella will be delighted to ssseee you." "Oh wonderful! Thank you very much! This will be fun." She followed Sthumbrura through the hallways of the base until they reached the door to the Mysticism Division's Grand Library. Sthumbrura placed her palm on the door reader and it scanned her palm and then her ID and the door opened up. They walked through the door into another room, passed through a security check, and then they walked through the next door into The Grand Library. It was beautiful. The Grand Library was a dimension connected to our own through the doorway to a world of infinite books and endless shelves where The Mysticism Division spent the majority of their time researching and studying The Art Of Magic and countless other subjects. Whatever subject might strike your fancy could be found within The Grand Library. If The Science Division needed to look something up or read up on a subject they could come here and they would inevitably find it. It was a wonderful Library decorated like something you'd find in a castle with spiral staircases, bridges going every which way, study areas where you could sit down and read to your hearts content, a beautiful sky seen through occasional windows, mystical lights, and The Librarians, the entities responsible for ensuring everything here remained in its place and in proper order, scurried around The Library's corridors alongside various Agents and researchers from both The Science Division and The Mystic Division. All Those Who Seek Knowledge Are Welcomed Here, that was one of the Laws Of The Library, but you could spend your entire life here and still not read every single book. Reeva wasn't sure if even she could accomplish such a feat! It was also extremely easy to get lost in a place like this which is why it is best to ask a Librarian to help guide you out if you get lost. They live in this place and know how to navigate it properly. The Mysticisim Division had their own separate section for experimenting with spells, potions and whatever else they might learn here of course, but they tended to spend the majority of their time expanding their minds within The Library. "This is amazing." Reeva whispered. "It'ssss insssane right?" She whispered back. You had to be quiet within The Library. That was another Law. "It's beautiful. I love it." Reeva looked around The Library. "So where do you think she is?" The Gorgon pressed a button on her watch and another to mute it while a a holo-graphic map lit up and a green dot began blinking. She turned down the light a bit but began walking. "Follow me. She'ssss in her study again. I know where she is." Reeva followed her while looking around The Grand Library like an excited child in a candy shop. There were just so, so many books! Books everywhere! Books on every subject! Anything and everything! Every possible and potential subject! She could learn so much! About Earth, about The Solar System, about the various Alien Worlds! Reeva gasped as a realization hit her like a a sack of bricks: She could learn about The M51 Galaxy! Her galaxy! Her planet! Her people! The wars! The Vile Family! Rita Repulsa! She could learn about all of them here! She could learn about all of it! She could discover the truth about all of them and tell her parents and send that information back home! Another thought intruded upon her however: She had her duties. She couldn't spend ALL of her time researching that information here but she would have to do it in between assignments. That was entirely doable of course but she already a solution: She would look up how to get passes into The Grand Library and pass that information along to her parents and explain the potential of The Grand Library and then they would be able look up the information together and they could compare notes! "Issss something wrong, Reeva?" "Naaah, it's all good, I'm just so amazed by this place." "Impressssive, right? Jussst wait until you get to explore it." She laughed and they continued walking through the gorgeous library while Reeva took in the sights, going up staircases, walking across walkways, and around the higher floors until they arrived at Morella's study and walked through the doorway. The study was as beautiful as all of the others and there were rows of bookshelves on either side along with intricately designed light stands. Morella was seated on the far end of the study thumbing through a massive heavy looking book. Reeva took one look at the massive golden book and calculated its page count to be a whopping 8,430 pages! It must be a joy to read. Morella Gulch looked as lovely as any witch she'd met. With Jade-Green Skin, a pointy Nose and Ears, shining green eyes, long raven black hair worn in a hime-style cut and of course a classy suit. She looked up at them as the two approached and took her hands off of the book and smiled. "Well hello, Reeva Dahafskikva Henazgdruidxa Hualhua-il Stseshkinbeorak Desmonde it is so nice to see you again. Oceana has kept me informed of your continued progress and I have been eagerly anticipating your Field Training Examination. Please, take a seat." She waved her hand and a pair of luxurious black chairs appeared in front of the table manifesting out of light. "Thank you ma'am." She sat down next to Sthumbrura and looked down at the book. She was right about the amount of pages in the book but she didn't recognize the writing. It was some bizarre symbols she'd never seen and she'd been on Earth for over 300 years! "Phantomdream, The Nightmare Grimoire Of Yimlaogn'drexr." She replied. "I've been working on transcribing the Ancient Texts from this because the language is, well, I guess it would be best to describe it as Ancient. As far as I can tell this is a book that was originally written by someone who either served or worshipped an ancient alien entity. From what I understand Yimlaogn'drexr is certainly a deity but information about him has been sparse so far in even in The Library. I believe him to be some kind of being from beyond the stars, potentially another dimension, but that's all conjecture right now. Hence why I've been translating this book. It's not just the knowledge within. I want to know more about who or what this being is, about the writer, and anything that could help us prepare for a potential confrontation with it or any devotees. How are you today?" "Ohhhh I am having the best day of my life." Reeva replied.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Apr 22, 2023 16:11:06 GMT
"Thank you Ma'am. Is it okay if I make a request?" "Certainly. What isssss it?" "Could we stop by the Mysticism Division's Grand Library?" "The Magic Divisssssion, hmmmm?" She checked her watch. "Certainly. We have more than enough time. Bessssides, I'm ssssure that Morella will be delighted to ssseee you." "Oh wonderful! Thank you very much! This will be fun." She followed Sthumbrura through the hallways of the base until they reached the door to the Mysticism Division's Grand Library. Sthumbrura placed her palm on the door reader and it scanned her palm and then her ID and the door opened up. They walked through the door into another room, passed through a security check, and then they walked through the next door into The Grand Library. It was beautiful. The Grand Library was a dimension connected to our own through the doorway to a world of infinite books and endless shelves where The Mysticism Division spent the majority of their time researching and studying The Art Of Magic and countless other subjects. Whatever subject might strike your fancy could be found within The Grand Library. If The Science Division needed to look something up or read up on a subject they could come here and they would inevitably find it. It was a wonderful Library decorated like something you'd find in a castle with spiral staircases, bridges going every which way, study areas where you could sit down and read to your hearts content, a beautiful sky seen through occasional windows, mystical lights, and The Librarians, the entities responsible for ensuring everything here remained in its place and in proper order, scurried around The Library's corridors alongside various Agents and researchers from both The Science Division and The Mystic Division. All Those Who Seek Knowledge Are Welcomed Here, that was one of the Laws Of The Library, but you could spend your entire life here and still not read every single book. Reeva wasn't sure if even she could accomplish such a feat! It was also extremely easy to get lost in a place like this which is why it is best to ask a Librarian to help guide you out if you get lost. They live in this place and know how to navigate it properly. The Mysticisim Division had their own separate section for experimenting with spells, potions and whatever else they might learn here of course, but they tended to spend the majority of their time expanding their minds within The Library. "This is amazing." Reeva whispered. "It'ssss insssane right?" She whispered back. You had to be quiet within The Library. That was another Law. "It's beautiful. I love it." Reeva looked around The Library. "So where do you think she is?" The Gorgon pressed a button on her watch and another to mute it while a a holo-graphic map lit up and a green dot began blinking. She turned down the light a bit but began walking. "Follow me. She'ssss in her study again. I know where she is." Reeva followed her while looking around The Grand Library like an excited child in a candy shop. There were just so, so many books! Books everywhere! Books on every subject! Anything and everything! Every possible and potential subject! She could learn so much! About Earth, about The Solar System, about the various Alien Worlds! Reeva gasped as a realization hit her like a a sack of bricks: She could learn about The M51 Galaxy! Her galaxy! Her planet! Her people! The wars! The Vile Family! Rita Repulsa! She could learn about all of them here! She could learn about all of it! She could discover the truth about all of them and tell her parents and send that information back home! Another thought intruded upon her however: She had her duties. She couldn't spend ALL of her time researching that information here but she would have to do it in between assignments. That was entirely doable of course but she already a solution: She would look up how to get passes into The Grand Library and pass that information along to her parents and explain the potential of The Grand Library and then they would be able look up the information together and they could compare notes! "Issss something wrong, Reeva?" "Naaah, it's all good, I'm just so amazed by this place." "Impressssive, right? Jussst wait until you get to explore it." She laughed and they continued walking through the gorgeous library while Reeva took in the sights, going up staircases, walking across walkways, and around the higher floors until they arrived at Morella's study and walked through the doorway. The study was as beautiful as all of the others and there were rows of bookshelves on either side along with intricately designed light stands. Morella was seated on the far end of the study thumbing through a massive heavy looking book. Reeva took one look at the massive golden book and calculated its page count to be a whopping 8,430 pages! It must be a joy to read. Morella Gulch looked as lovely as any witch she'd met. With Jade-Green Skin, a pointy Nose and Ears, shining green eyes, long raven black hair worn in a hime-style cut and of course a classy suit. She looked up at them as the two approached and took her hands off of the book and smiled. "Well hello, Reeva Dahafskikva Henazgdruidxa Hualhua-il Stseshkinbeorak Desmonde it is so nice to see you again. Oceana has kept me informed of your continued progress and I have been eagerly anticipating your Field Training Examination. Please, take a seat." She waved her hand and a pair of luxurious black chairs appeared in front of the table manifesting out of light. "Thank you ma'am." She sat down next to Sthumbrura and looked down at the book. She was right about the amount of pages in the book but she didn't recognize the writing. It was some bizarre symbols she'd never seen and she'd been on Earth for over 300 years! "Phantomdream, The Nightmare Grimoire Of Yimlaogn'drexr." She replied. "I've been working on transcribing the Ancient Texts from this because the language is, well, I guess it would be best to describe it as Ancient. As far as I can tell this is a book that was originally written by someone who either served or worshipped an ancient alien entity. From what I understand Yimlaogn'drexr is certainly a deity but information about him has been sparse so far in even in The Library. I believe him to be some kind of being from beyond the stars, potentially another dimension, but that's all conjecture right now. Hence why I've been translating this book. It's not just the knowledge within. I want to know more about who or what this being is, about the writer, and anything that could help us prepare for a potential confrontation with it or any devotees. How are you today?" "Ohhhh I am having the best day of my life." Reeva replied. "I am so happy to hear that. If you carry that attitude into your Field Training then I have no doubt that you will be successful." "Thank you ma'am. The more people I have counting on me the better I will do in my training! I'll make you all proud and pass with Flying Colors and then I can start learning from you in between my field assignments. Lets all do our best." Reeva responded proudly. "In the meantime though ma'am I have a question for you." "Go right ahead. You may ask me anything." "I have a plethora of questions of course but there is just one on my mind at the moment: Does this Library have any materials on The M51 Galaxy?" "Your home Galaxy if I'm not mistaken? I am certain that it does but you would have to ask The Librarians to navigate you to it. Once you pass your training you'll be issued your Library Card and you'll be allowed to take books from The Library just so long as you remember to return it at the proper date. Listen to me closely Reeva Dahafskikva Henazgdruidxa Hualhua-il Stseshkinbeorak Desmonde, they are very strict about their Late Fees. The first time you will receive a warning. THe second time you will receive a fee and your Library Card will be docked. The third time you will be trapped within the confines of a book's pages until someone can come and pay the fee and get you out. Hence why we make it a policy to set free anybody trapped within a book by paying their fees and assign them a therapist if necessary." "Wow...that's quite an intimidating Late Policy. But I understand. Thank you ma'am. This is going to help me and my people a lot in the future." Morella rested her elbow on the table and her cheek against her palm. "I see. You're quite a clever little girl aren't you? Seizing this opportunity to unravel knowledge about The M51 Galaxy alongside your parents and send that information back home, correct?" Reevea's eyes widened. "Did you just read my mind?" "I am capable of doing that of course but not at this moment." She wagged a finger on her other hand and then pointed at her. "This was simple intuition dear. You're an open book." The Gorgon seated next to her laughed while Reeva blushed. "Well, I guess I am, but I'm going to use this opportunity while doing my very best! I'm going to become a Hero and a Power Ranger and I'll fulfill my duties to the best of my abilities! That's a promise!" "I know you will dear. I'll be glad to help show you the ropes once you grduate from training. But for now you two better get to Training!" "Yes Ma'am. Thank you!" "Thankssss Morella. The kid really needed thisssss. You've got her on Cloud 9." "It's what I live for, Sthumbrura, take care." They shook hands and the pair exited the study. "Ohhhhhhh! That was SO COOL!" Reeva exclaimed once they returned to HQ Interior. "Feeling ready for your training now?" "You betcha. I've never felt more ready for anything in my life! Lets go!"
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Apr 23, 2023 1:37:25 GMT
The groups convened at a set of locker rooms and the trainees were sent inside. While it was all in on The BioPunk Style with the rest of the base they were still surprisingly well designed and very clean locker rooms. Kurata, Reeva, Victor and Vlad all got changed out of their clothes, hung them up and put on their uniforms. While they were getting changed in The Women's Locker Room however Reeva couldn't help but do a double take on Kurata. "Wow."
She glanced down at the little pink haired alien and scanned her. She was a Vilelian from The M51 Galaxy of all places and brimming with Aether. Whether the kid realized it or not her body had a a large amount of energy not only flowing through her insides but also radiating out of her body in an ethereal pulsating pink aura. She looked fairly young but as she scanned her Kurata began to realize that she was far older than she appeared: She was over three hundred years old! Space Aliens were indeed built different weren't they?
"See anything you like?"
"Oh, sorry, it's just...you are seriously ripped." She noticed her Dog Tags. "Were you a Soldier?"
"That's right. I'm A Supernova Space Corps Veteran Of The United Vulon Empire War." Kura replied proudly.
"Wha-I heard about that! I've been on Earth this whole time but my family knew about it....you were actually involved in that war?"
"Right on the front lines. Major Kurata Ran! A pleasure to meet you."
Reeva eagerly shook her hand and immediately took notice of the strange texture of her hand, how it felt, and her absurd strength. She also didn't feel like a Normal Human. She felt considerably different in fact. "I'm Reeva!" She replied quickly. "Reeva Desmonde. I'm a Witch from Briarwood but I'm actually from Space too! Say you're really strong! Are you a Cyborg?"
"You're a sharp one, aren't you? I'm An Augment which basically means that I've had a lot of enhancements done to my body. Not just Cybernetics either."
"An Augment? Short for Augmentation or Augmented?"
"Essentially. Space Wars are unlike anything you've seen before, Reeva, in order to give our side the best possible chance we're thoroughly Augmented and Powered Up to Superhuman Levels." Kurata flexed. "Trust me it was more than worth it." She informed Kurata. "Just wait until our training begins and I'll show you what I can really do."
"Cool. I might not have all that, and your upgrades sound really cool, but I've got my Magic and a looooot of training. So don't worry about me. I'll be able to hold my own out there and I bet I could impress even you."
"Looking forward to it. Show me what you can do, Rookie." Kurata responded and the two resumed getting dressed.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on May 14, 2023 22:16:03 GMT
The New Recruit Trainees assembled together in a giant sized auditorium and walked around until they found their seats. Vlad took a moment to take in the sheer amount of otherworldly beings around them. Fairies, Insectoids, Animal Beings, Minotaurs, Centaurs, Slimes, Goblins, Toads, Aliens and various others all in attendance, including even some humans, to begin their training to become Agents to protect the supernatural and human worlds! This was amazing. He'd attended numerous parties at their Castle and others, and thrown several of his own, but he was still impressed by the sheer amount of otherworldly beings in attendance around them. While he noticed he was the only Vampire in attendance it still warmed his undead heart to see so many of them gathered together for the same cause. "This is amazing." Vlad whispered. "It's fantastic right?" Victor asked in return. "To think everyone here came together to unify for the same cause." "It's great to see." Vlad agreed. "I can't wait to see everyone in action together." "I'm curious as to how a Ranger Suit would work with Slimes. We'd have to customize them for shapeshifting." "I'm sure the Science Division can find a way to make them work." Vlad assured his Franken-Friend. "Yeah, if anybody can figure it out, it's them." As everyone else settled in to the Auditorium, the curtains parted to reveal an initially empty stage until Commander Skull dropped his Invisibility Cloak Spell and revealed himself and a few veteran agents standing alongside him. Lupus looked across the Auditorium directly at Vlad and smiled. (Well Batty. I sure hope you're ready for what's coming.) Ericka quietly laughed in a sing song manner as she examined the future Agents. She could feel the potential in every single one of them. This was going to be fun. Torrential gave them a wide toothy grin. The various Veterans looked over the group while Commander Skull stepped forward to give his welcoming speech to the assembled potentials. He'd even changed into a more simplistic professional black and white business, albeit still high class, business suit tuxedo for the meeting to address the recruits for this. Despite his eyes lacking any pupils, indeed they were pitch black empty voids as was the hole where a nose would've been, but the black empty void of his eyes seemed inescapable. The sheer emptiness where there should have been eyes drew you into them and stared back at you as he commanded the presence of everyone in view. His multifanged mouth, despite not being able to move on account of not having lips and thus being in a permanent smile, nevertheless further added to the air of authority afforded to him by his sheer intimidating presence and professional suit. His ghostly white skull shined in the bioluminescent lights shining down on them from above. As he stepped forward a Tripod Microphone Stand grew out of the stage and rose up to his head and the microphone stretched outwards to him on top of a tentacle. He calmly took it and patted the tentacle and it retracted into the stand. Commander Skull finally raised the microphone up to address everyone. "Yohohoho! Yohohoho! What a spectacular gathering of heroes I see in front of me today! Men, women, everything in between all from different species and races have all gathered here together with the dream of joining the ranks of this prestigious organization in order to protect and shepherd their fellow Supernaturals, Extraterrestrials, Mutants, Humans and all others in order to bring about a future of true prosperity and peace for all of us one and all! The path ahead of you is going to be turbulent and harsh one fraught with hardships but I see the potential in all of you to pass these tests with flying colors! The training just ahead of you will be hard but the fact that you have arrived here at all means you were willing to take that giant first step towards your future knowing of the perils that await you ahead, looking them in the eyes, and telling them to BRING IT ON! Am I right?" The Recruits in the Auditorium cheered in response! "That's right! That's the winning spirit I love to see! Face down the coming obstacles in front of you and break them down and conquer them without hesitation! Work together and unite as one and you'll breeze right through the training and come out the other end as true heroes! ARE YOU PREPARED?!" "SIR YES SIR!" "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" "SIR YES SIR!" "Splendid, splendid! Exactly what I like to hear! No Bones About It! Now prepare yourselves! The cards you are about to receive will detail which team you are in. Assemble together with your assigned groups and you will be lead to your respective instructors to begin your 15 Month Training Course! See you when you get back! Now then!" He lowered his pinky and ring fingers on his right hand and raised his middle and index fingers and placed his thumb against them and raised his hand to his face. "Ninja Paper Art: Sorting Cards!" He then held his hand out with all five fingers held up and released a stream of intricately designed metallic cards from his hand that flew around the room to the hands of every one of them new recruits. One card for every one of them. The moment they got their cards the cards glowed with energy and the Recruits looked down at the cards to see where they would be assigned.
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