+Trust me consangs. I got one piece of advice about having family in this line of work.
Don't.+
-Quail Tavers, School of the Warrens
23-3
The Strix and the Ravens (II)
Avo reviewed Denton’s mem-data as he waited for Kare to synchronize with his Metamind. A collage of moments passed through him; flashes of visual detail overlain with two sets of directives.
The first was addressed from Ori-Thaum’s Inner Council to all active assets. The basic takeaways were focused on the mass deployment of Information Domain Heavens and expanded subtly requirements now that Chief Paladin Naeko was back in play. The second came from within Clan D’Rongo and arrived immediately after the Inner Council’s broadcast concluded.
All D’Rongo-loyal Mirrors were given in-house phantasmics assigned for distribution. Though supposedly meant to secure their Auto-Seance’s against Clan Kitzuhada’s mind-raids, Denton’s suspicious–and Avo’s warmind of Ignorance–unveiled what they truly were.
Containing no more than fifty ghosts and seventy-two sequences, each fragment belonged to a warmind of Delusion.
The Low Masters were going on the offensive again. Pushing at whatever openings they could. Elder Mwaba D’Rongo was likely the source of this compromise, and from her was a rival infection spreading.
[You dumb cunt, you should have seen this coming.] Peace chuckled under his breath, the sour-bitter of his mind growing with each passing moment. [Emotion isn’t just going to lay down and take it. None of us are going to lay down and take it. You might have compromised me. You might have taken my burdens–my hate! But there are Three Famines! Three! And Emotion will not allow me to stay compromised for long. You think you know about the warminds? You’re blind. You’re fucking blind. We have things that will strip you from history itself.]
He’s talking about the forgotten. He’s bluffing. They’re afraid to use that one. Too much damage–too much of the Unsea will be seared barren with its deployment.
Avo pushed Peace’s words to the wayside as Kare accepted his session.
Perceiving existence still as an avatar within his mind labyrinth, Avo witnessed the memory-constructed tower that was his Auto-Seance pulse and channel a beam of memories up through the clouds, projecting the sequence out into the Nether. As a cycle of ghosts streamed upward, the war-choked sky splashed and changed, fading from view as if the face of a pond disturbed by a falling rock.
As phantasmal waves swept the firmament, another mindscape drifted into view from the distance, reeled by the memories broadcast from its Auto-Seance now symmetrically locked to Avo’s.
It was as if two planetary bodies intersecting their orbits, ineffably bridged by a shared emission of repeating memories.
***
–[Kare]--
There came a point, while under bombardment during times of war, that you just learned to treat the ceaseless thundering like noise. Perhaps the next barrage might kill you. Perhaps not. But even so, life had to go on.
Kare found the same was true for her mental health. After all the anxiety spikes and constant panic attacks she faced over the past month–all the hidden wars being fought around and over her–she was quickly approaching the point of exhausted apathy.
Such was why she accepted Avo’s session the moment she departed from Scale. Another day, another crisis. At least the city’s strangest ghoul was on her side.
+What is it now?+ Kare asked, looking out her aerovec’s window. Heavy rain lashed down hard on her VTR-Hourglass, but not a single droplet lingered long on her vehicle’s chassis. An aero of Sanctus make, it resembled a needle encased by several revolving rings that projected a tunnel of propulsive force along its sides. As such, its velocity was almost second to none on the market–capable of even surpassing some high-vector missiles in direct acceleration.
She wasn't much of a splurger when it came to material goods, but if she had a single guilty pleasure, it was going fast.
Avo took a moment to respond as he reached into her mind. Faintly, she directed her Specters inward and accessed their sensory telemetries via her cog-feed. Windows portrayed a mindscape consumed by perpetual war–a mindscape that housed millions upon millions of ghosts and encompassed the size of a district. Her mind stuttered to a halt as she wondered why he felt so light in her mind and how he was hiding the sheer mass of his cognitive capacity.
Most lobbies that had this many concentrated ghosts leaked thoughtstuff from kilometers away. He was barely a whisper in her mind.
+Might be an attack planned. On you. Or your uncle. Not sure which of you is a priority.+
Kare just let out a sigh. +Of course. Who is it this time? Is Jaus back? The High Seraph created him a cyber-thaumic body and bound his memories to Omnitech’s Noosphere so he might take over the city and enact a bastardized version of his dream?+
The ghoul actually paused. +No. Strange assumption. Detailed too.+
+It’s a popular conspiracy theory on Saintless. It’s… pretty much what it sounds. A mind lobby for Anti-Saintist conspiracy theories.+
+Strange place to be spending time.+
+I’m a Paladin, Avo. Spending time in questionable places is most of my job. Apparently, the other part is being embroiled in every quiet war and pitch-black political action this city has.+
The damned ghoul actually chuckled at that. Good to see he was finding her misery so amusing. +Not between Guilds this time. Internal matter. For Ori-Thaum.+
Another sigh escaped her. A deeper and longer one. Damn her uncle. What has he gotten her into this time? +Is it the D’Rongos?+
+...Good guess.+
+It was pretty much the only guess that makes sense,+ Kare replied rolling her eyes. Faint flashes of light and pierced through the vapor of the clouds. The turbulence grew, but her Hourglass’ stabilizers compensated. A bolt of lightning skipped off the velocity bubble thaumically formed around her vehicle. Kare took a drink of water as the weariness inside grew. +I told him not to start anything stupid. This isn’t the time for clan warfare.+
+Might not be his fault,+ Avo replied. +Elder Mwaba D’Rongo is likely compromised by Noloth. Think she distributed fragments for a warmind among her loyalist assets.+
A package of mem-data followed his words, and despite instincts screaming for her to deny the transfer, Kare allowed the information to pass over into her Metamind and glared off into the roiling atmosphere parting Scale and the rest of the Tiers. +I have only known you for weeks, Avo. Weeks. And in that time, I find myself involved in conspiracy after assassination after conspiracy.+
+Don’t blame me. Only trying to stop them.+
+I know. I just saying… I miss being ignorant.+
A pause followed. A hissing laugh escaped the ghoul. +Don’t worry: your ignorance is quite intact.+
The Paladin squeezed her eyes shut. Of all the impossibly smart, impossibly powerful, impossibly inscrutable ghouls who could have burned a template of her mind and protected her from the shadows, she just had to get the one who thought he was funny. +Thank you, Citizen Avo. Your mockery is what all Paladins aspire to receive.+
+Welcome. Could repay that by letting me sit in on your meeting.+
Kare frowned. +With my uncle.+
+Want to bring him into the fold. Maybe. Prevent him from becoming compromised at least.+
She rolled her eyes. +Somehow, I don’t like their chances of jacking into Uncle Sho’s mind. Trust me, many, many, many, people have tried. And many, many, many sad families are now receiving monthly stipends from Ori-Thaums because their idiot children thought they were going to be the ones to null the great Shotin “Planeshift” Kazahara.+
+Believe he’s a challenge. Good. Hope so. Will be a useful asset. And template.+
Kare snorted. +Avo. I know that you’re telling me this because you trust in free will, but there is no chance he will let you claim him. Not willingly anyway. He’s far too proud to be someone else’s backup singer. I can’t stop you from coming with him. Agh. I think I feel safer when you’re with me these days. But I don’t think you’ll be getting his willing help.+
Hells. That was half the reason she was meeting him right now.
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For the past two days, he sent cast after cast after Ghost-Link request and she ignored them all. But she knew if this went any longer, if she got held up in any more meetings with Naeko, Maru, and the Senior Paladins, Shotin Kazahara would personally attempt to break into Scale and speak with her directly, rules and propriety be damned.
Upon which he would likely turn into a smear on the bottom of Naeko’s palm. Like the few hundred million unfortunates who perished over the past few days.
When the Chief Paladin of New Vultun stated he intended to stand and deliver, it was not a slogan or empty platitude. The Syndicates had all but retreated inward to wait out the storm, and more than a few illegally operating Godclads were sent running home after a dozen repeated deaths.
+He asked about you, you know,+ Kare said, mind still on Naeko. +He heard you talking to him during his fight with the Godslayer. I told him that you helped me. Maru did too. He’s given you a name: the Benefactor.+
Avo chuckled. +Makes me sound sophisticated.+
+He told me to let him know as soon as you make contact. That he wants to meet before the trial. To thank you for helping him capture Thousandhand. For all that you’ve done for “his Paladins.”+
A pause. A silence. Seconds dragged.
+Will think about this. Talk about it after I deal with our Low Master problem.+
+Do you think these… warminds are spreading through our Oversecs?+ Kare asked, her anxiety rising with the question. She used those Oversecs every day. The last thing she needed was some kind of invasive phantasmic in her mind. Well, not another one.
+Hm. Benefactor does sound better than “invasive phantasmic.”+
Kare cringed. +Ah. Sorry.+
+It’s fine. Thoughts are thoughts. Don’t worry. Don’t raise an alarm either. Don’t want the Low Masters to know you or the Paladins suspect anything. Want to counter their ambush. Uproot them from where they’re hiding. Just need you to proceed to brunch as normal. Speak with your uncle. I’ll handle other matters.+
Despite her unease, she nodded. +Alright. I–I trust you. I owe you my life. Will owe? The Zein thing was–+
+Yeah. Confusing when you don’t have a Domain of Chronology.+
The way he said that… +Avo, do you have a Domain of Chronology?+
+...I don’t have a Heaven of Chronology. Or anything related to time. I am not breaking any of the laws.+
+That was a very strange answer to a relatively simple question.+
+Less you know the better. Said you missed being ignorant.+
Her eyebrow twitched. +I meant that ignorance was bliss, not that I want to be kept in the dark about things considering my present or future potential of being murdered by Zein Fucking Thousandhand. You know what? Maybe you and my uncle might just get along. Considering how you both find it so easy to treat me like a stupid, vulnerable child, maybe that will be a point of unity between you and for once, he’ll think of someone as a friend instead of someone to fight or have mind-sex with.+
A low chuff of displeasure escaped the ghoul. +Kare. Will null your uncle if he attempts mental relations with me. Just letting you know beforehand.+
The seriousness of his reply made her snort. +Gods, the thought is disturbing enough.+ A beat followed. +Should–should I tell Maru or–+
+I’ll let him know if needed. But not don’t want to show my hand so soon. Paladin Sandrupal is volatile. Will likely demand the Oversecs be shut down. Or scare off whoever's coming for you. Will have to twist his mind to stop him. Don’t want to do that.+
Yeah, those were all very Maru things to do.
+So. I’m playing at being bait today.+
+Just think of it as undercover work. And a nice family lunch.+
+Oh, yes,+ Kare said, rolling her eyes. +Wonderful family lunch. That’s what’s going to happen.+ Her uncle totally wasn’t going to mock her choices, try to browbeat her into working under him, insult her capabilities. Today was definitely going to be a different day.
+Unaddressed family issues,+ Avo said. That was all he said.
Kare narrowed her eyes in annoyance. +It’s not that bad.+
+No. It’s really not. One of my consangs just finds it funny.+
Suddenly, Kare’s insides went into freefall. +One of your–Avo, how many people are looped into our current conversation?+
+Ignorance is bliss.+
+Avo…+
+Should tune into your favorite station. Listen to some music as you pass through Scale’s liminal threshold.+
+Avo!+
***
–[Avo]--
It took a few carefully “misspoken” statements to distract the Paladin from her mental woes. The girl was stressed. Too stressed. She was remarkable about compartmentalizing, but as he reached into her mindscape, Chambers’ template almost had a panic attack.
[Fuck me, her chest feels like it’s filled with lead bricks. Fuckin’ glasser needs all the Numb she can get.]
Avo knew it was bad when Abrel concurred.
Synchronizing Kare’s template with her actual ego, her past two days flowed through Avo as a blur. In the aftermath of Zein’s capture, Naeko offered to place her under protective detail. She declined, mostly believing the situation to be resolved, but also because she didn’t want to distance herself from the other Paladins with her “special treatment.”
Call Kare Kitzuhada a fool, but don’t accuse her of being anything short of truthful about her ideals. She did all she could to live her dream, to be among those that safeguarded this city.
That was divine enough in New Vultun.
Worth protecting. Against Zein. Against Ori-Thaum’s clan politics. Against whatever madness the Famines were trying to concoct.
As the Paladin continued arguing with him, he shared his memories with White-Rab and sent his progenitor a message. +High threat dive. Might need your assistance. Respond if able.+
The reply took less than a second to arrive. +Synced. Is it the Famines?+
Avo hesitated, but only briefly. +Probably. They’re in play again. Spreading through the Nether. Thought they would be down for longer. Was wrong.+
+That’s fine. I want to talk with them. About the Strix.+
Vengeance. There was as pure a motivator as any. Another legacy they shared of Walton. +Wards set up?+
+Did that days ago. The memories you sequenced into me are really lighting the wick too. Didn’t realize it was possible for someone to… uh, hate that much. Peace is a very, very unhappy boy.+
[I’m not a boy, you misplaced abortion!] Peace snarled.
+How’s the thing with the Bloodthanes?+ White-Rab asked. +You got access to any of the Longeyes yet? For Reva’s questioning?+
+Soon. Not going to forget her.+
+Good. ‘Cause I won’t let you.+
And there was a separation. Love. Human love. Romantic attachment. Even now, to bind one’s ego to another seemed treacherous to Avo. Dangerous in the extreme, unless they possessed his capabilities. His nature as a thoughtform ensured he could endure any lasting trauma, but for White-Rab, the risk was infinitely more severe.
Still. He didn’t stop himself from falling. Maybe there was something there. Worth exploring when they eventually began their run on the Heaven of Love.
But that required them to get Kae back up into the Tiers first.
Shifting away from White-Rab, Avo synced his memories with both Draus and Dice, and found both of them ready and waiting.
+So,+ Draus said, annoyed at how cloak and dagger things were again, +the Famines are about to try some fuckery again, huh?+
+Probably. Going to share the address she’s going to. Need some passages connected to the local district. Sniper points for you. Rush points for Dice. Just in case this gets physical too.+
+You expectin’ it to?+
+Don’t know what to expect with the Famines,+ Avo admitted. +Especially Emotion. Caught them off guard the last few times. More potent than they are in the Nether now. But don’t want to play the fool. Looped White-Rab in. Link to him if I get nulled somehow. Contingencies.+
+Well, shit,+ Draus chuckled. +Looks like you’re finally learnin’ to get that ego under control.+
+Is such a thing even possible,+ Kae said, her voice arriving as an aside to the conversation.
The best thing about having consangs as a gestalt is all the experiences, insights, and support you’ll get. The worst thing is that every one teams up to mock you. Even when you improve.
+Not that unbelievable,+ Avo growled.
+I’m sure its not,+ Draus agreed. +Ain’t hard to be smug as shit to someone you killed if you get to keep their mind a prison post-mortem.+
He hissed at the Regular and stopped speaking to her. He sought a final edge to the coming struggle. Something the Famines didn’t know. Something that Kare’s identity as a Paladin allowed him to use without fear of reprisal from Veylis.
+Fardrifter. Need you back.+
A chorus of affirmative neighs sounded within his mind. +It’s time to strangle the very passage of time?+
+Might just be.+
+So be it. You call. I answer.+
GRAFTING GOD
->[FARDRIFTER]
It was time to play voyeur at a family lunch.
Ontologics
In effect after 19-12
Ghosts - [26,562,372]
Liminal Frame (V) - 23,871 THAUM/c
User: Avo
Heaven/Hell: [Woundmother] - 10,002 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Blood)
->Canon: Haemokinesis (IV) - All blood in user’s area of influence can be controlled; speed and force experience exponential increases with each ton of force controlled
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%)
->Canon: Linger - User can eject constructs shaped from their blood; each construct generated accrues Rend based on design and size
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%; x2 backlash)
->Canon: Sanguinity’s Reign (IV) - A building haemokinetic storm continuously expands from the user, spreading their area of influence (without limitations) as far as the storm can metaphysically expand; generates more Rend the larger the area it takes up
->Hubris: Attempting to move and alter more than 80 tons of matter without constituting a central construct will result in thaumic backlash (20%)
->Canon: Exsanguinating Helix - Allows the user to instill an exsanguinating effect in a piece of matter, causing it to drain all the blood its mass can contain when in contact with a non-user designated entity; the larger the object instilled, the higher the Rend
->Hubris: If the object is destroyed, thaumic backlash will be inflicted (15%)
->Domain: (Matter)
->Canon: Alchemization (V) - The user can subsume and channel and combine the properties of 108 fragments of physical matter through their blood; the limit of fragments channeled can be increased at the cost of thaumic and Rend-based demands.
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash. (12%)
->Canon: Remembrance of Matter (V) - The user can memorize the traits of all physical matter they subsume at a hundredth of the thaumic cost; the matter they memorized can be assembled and blended before a construct is formed
->Hubris: If matter being subsumed has their state changed mid-subsumption, thaumic backlash will be triggered (9%)
->Canon: Stormwreathed - The user can temporarily convert their mass into electricity
->Hubris: If the user is submerged by water in this state, thaumic backlash will be triggered (15%)
->Canon: Haemification - The user can turn all influenceable matter into blood
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash (12%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Fire)
->Canon: Matterbomb - The user can detonate pieces of matter based on mass and inherent energy
->Hubris: If the matter being detonated is destroyed before ignition, moderate (EST. 35%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Luminosity)
->Canon: The Light Unseen - The user can blend their matter with the light of their surroundings should they stop perceiving the world visually
->Hubris: If the user has their perception active while this canon is in use, (EST. 51%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Protection)
->Canon: Fortress of Luminosity - The user emanates a luminous shroud that renders all physical matter bathed by its shine invulnerable; generates heavy Rend (1.2%) every second canon is active
->Hubris: There must be a persistent source of light for the user to imitate in the environment or from the user themselves or thaumic backlash will be triggered. (5%)
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: My Blood The Harvester, My Flesh the Symphony (III) - Allows the user to grow, blend, or extract biological organisms and structures from their blood.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted. (6%) ->Canon: Remembrance of Flesh (V) - Allows user to memorize traits from biological organisms at a tenth of the thaumic cost; the biomass they memorized can be spliced before they are grown.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted (6%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Lightning)
->Canon: Boltstride (III) - Allows the user to transmute and move all blood-based structures as bolts of lightning; distance limited to the reach of user’s Sanguinity
->Hubris: Attempting to move over 120 tons of matter as a single bolt will trigger (EST. 87%) extreme thaumic backlash
Hell - [Fifth Circle]
->Domain: (Matter/Entropy/Luminosity)
->Canon: Breath of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic storm across their area of influence; the storm will disintegrate matter through withering bolts of lightning (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Striking the same place twice will result in the manifestation of an Anathema of Ruin, causing the user to lose control of the Heaven
->Canon: Barrage of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic projectile the size, shape, and speed of the Woundmother at its maximum potential; this projectile can be guided by the user and is loosed faster with higher Rend (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Should the projectile not dissolve sufficient matter, the projectile will birth as an Anathema of Ruin
->Canon: Shadowbreaker (III) - Allows the user to influence all shadows in their vicinity with a touch of luminosity that will continue to expand and dissolve anything physical covered by the shadows
->Daemon: Should an insufficient amount of physical matter in darkness be consumed in (8 seconds), an Anathema of Ruin will be manifested.
Heaven/Hell: [Fardrifter] - 5,660 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Air)
->Canon: Horizon Strider (III) - The user takes on the properties of a hurricane and can influence winds for 250 kilometers
->Hubris: If an external force counters the motion of the user’s centrifugal force, severe (EST. 59%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Yondergales (IV) - The user’s demiplane now encompasses ten kilometers, with each ton of mass multiplying the base speed of their winds (252 kilometers per hour)
->Hubris: If an object over 5,000 degrees celsius is drawn into the plane, extreme (EST. 83%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Canon: The Nine Streams of Freedom - The user can materialize from any nine points in space their winds encompass (250 kilometers)
->Hubris: if they emerge in a confined space and are unable to fully materialize, thaumic backlash will be triggered. (10%)
->Canon: Shadowrun (II) - The user can surge within shadows as if they are wind tunnels (x10 current speed); shadows must be connected to pass from one to another.
->Hubris: If a light shines and clears away the user’s shadow, heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Shadow)
->Canon: Midnight Hand - The user can blow, move, and shift shadows together as if they are waves in a storm.
->Hubris: If the user is between shadows when the wind stops blowing and the bridge breaks, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Labyrinth)
->Canon: Path of the Nine Storms (III) - User manifests a maze-like dungeon in the walls of their winds, allowing them to create and weave winding paths from tunnels of air; the maze is a fixed spatial anchor (may not be affected by spatial changes) that can be triggered at any time.
->Hubris: If the inner walls of the dungeon are forcibly breached and someone enters the eye of the storm (where resides the Yondergales), heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be generated.
Hell - [Fourth Circle]
->Domain: (Air/Entropy/Labyrinth)
->Canon: Halt of the Passing (IV) - The user can enchain all actors and objects moving through their area of physical influence (250 Kilometers) with stasis
->Daemon: An anathema of correspondence will be birthed if the total velocity drained exceeds the total Rend accrued
->Canon: Waybreaker (II) - The user distorts all directionality about them (10 kilometers), causing space to coil and distend, randomizing vectors of movement for all actors and objects caught in their wake.
->Daemon: Rend must be balanced in nine minutes or an Anathema of Correspondence will manifest.
Heaven/Hell: [Techplaguer] - 200 Thaum/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Signals)
->Canon: Skin of Virtuality - Layers user in mirror-reality raw data and information, allowing them to move and exist as radio signals might and shift inorganic objects in their vicinity as blocks of temporarily stored data (reloads back to their original position in reality after miracle ends)
->Hubris: The user cannot pass through lead without incurring heavy (EST. 41%) thaumic backlash.
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Techjumper - User inserts themselves into a signal or system capable of transmitting signals, moving as a packet of data and materializing at the endpoint of the transmission.
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: TechSick.exe (II) - User mimics the properties and symptoms in a virus and transfers that over to a signal-receiving system, affecting the machine as if it were a person
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered. (x2)
Hell - [Third Circle]
->Domain: (Signal/Entropy)
->Canon: Datarot - The user decays and distorts signals and data within their ability to influence
->Daemon: If a signal the user is decaying is disrupted and they are unable to find another within (5 seconds) to continue expelling their Rend, an Anathema of Epistemology will be generated
HEART OF NOLOTH]: 0%
DOMAINS DETECTED (SHADOW/FORCE/SPACE)
Implants
Mime-Fog: Allows Avo to produce a spore-expelled field of active camouflage
Celerostylus: A symbiotic reflex booster laced into Avo's spine; accelerates him a bit over sixty-five miles an hour in his baseline body
Echoheads: A chimeric bioform adapted into an implant. Can provide echolocation for eight hundred feet. Designed from a hyper-durable silicon-chitin structure that also allows each of the eight heads to piece forward from the inside like a mantis shrimp punches.
Bone Demon: A body-sheathe--complete overhaul of Avo's physical form. made from a nest of super-tensile, hyper-synaptic nanofibrous mycelia on the interior. Beyond the threads, thick plates of cordyceramite line the outside like jagged skeletal continents emerging from a sea of webs. Bound to his biology, Avo is able to harden and shift his structural integrity, as well as shape the growth of the fungal-ceramic matter that would encase his outer skin.
Meldskin: A smart-fluid adaptive combat skin capable of altering its composition to suit almost any environment and slowly return to full integrity. Possess holographic disguises, advanced visual sensors, omnidirectional thrusters, and a highly advanced reactor. Can also interface with other pieces of advanced voidtech.
Metamind
Ghosts: [17,313,887]
SPRITES: {4.2TB/s…}
[QUICKSAND SYNC TRAUMA] COG-CAP: 55 SEQUENCES (VARIABLE)
->STRUCTURE: “A LIMPID POOL FILLED WITH BODIES DRIFTING BENEATH THE WAVES; WHATEVER TRAUMA STRIKES THE SURFACE WILL IN CAUSE IT TO IGNITE AND SIMULATE A RESEQUENCING OF SAID TRAUMA”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF ADAPTING TO TRAUMAS AFTER SUSTAINING AGAINST THE FIRST IMPACT
[THOUGHTWAVE DISRUPTOR] COG-CAP: [ERROR] SEQUENCES
->STRUCTURE: [NULL]
->FUNCTION: TAPS INTO THE ENTIRETY OF THE USER’S COGNITIVE CAPACITY AND EXPELS UNSTABLE MEM-DATA OUTWARD, DISRUPTING AN AREA OF (CONTINGENT OF GHOST CAPACITY) SPACE
[INCOG] COG-CAP: [x] SEQUENCES (VARIABLE; MUST MATCH ALL OTHER INTERNAL MEMORIES BEYOND THE WARDS)
->STRUCTURE: “AN OPALESCENT SUN RAINS DOWN OVER THE LANDSCAPE; LIGHT SPILLS FROM IT MORE LIKE MERCURY DOLLOPS THAN RAYS, BASKING EVERYTHING IN A REFLECTIVE SHEEN WHILE DRINKING UP MEM-DATA INTO ITS CORE”
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO CAMOUFLAGE THEMSELVES FROM NOTICE VIA THE OBFUSCATION OF THEIR MEMORIES AND THOUGHTSTUFF. NO ACCRETION WILL LEAK DURING THIS PERIOD AND ALL OUTWARD REACTING PHANTASMICS WILL BE PLACED INTO A DORMANT STATE UNTIL DELIBERATE ACTIVATION.
[WHISPER] COG-CAP: 19 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: FIVE/SIX LEGGED DOG CHASES A FLYING LETTER WHILE A DRONE STRIKES A VILLA.
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE EXTENSION OF CONSCIOUS AWARENESS BY 60 FEET AND THE DELIVERANCE OF COG-DATA WITHIN SAID FIELD OF AWARENESS; CAN BE EXTENDED BY MULTIPLES SHOULD MORE SEQUENCES BE USED
[PHYS-SIM] COG-CAP: 18 SEQUENCES (FIXED)
->STRUCTURE: A MISSILE LOCKED TO AN AEROVEC, EVER INCHING CLOSER, DODGING INCOMING POINT DEFENSE FIRE”
->FUNCTION: CALCULATES THE ACCELERATION VECTORS AND IMPACT LANES OF UP TO TWELVE DYNAMIC OBJECTS
[OSARAI MEMGUARD] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE) [REPLACED BY QUICKSAND IN AVO'S METAMIND]
->STRUCTURE: “A HURRICANE TWISTING AND HURTLING SCREAMING FIGURES AND BROKEN STRUCTURES”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF WITHSTANDING AND REFORMING AGAINST HEAVY-MASS PHANTASMAL INTRUSIONS; VULNERABLE TO NARROW-BUILD INVADERS.
[AUTO-SEANCE] COG-CAP: 2 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A STAR BLEEDS INTO A SPIRAL OF SPLICED MEMORY SNIPPETS [ERROR: MEMORY ARTIFACTS TOO BRIEF FOR REVIEW...]"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS OMNI-SYNCHRONIC COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN TWO OR MORE MINDS ACROSS ALL AREAS ENCOMPASSED BY THE PRESENCE OF THE NETHER
[MORALITY INJECTOR] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A RESPLENDENT CAGE WITH A CINEMA PROJECTION OF PAST HAPPENINGS PLAYING ACROSS THE SKY"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO NULLIFY SPECIFICALLY ENCODED IMPULSES WITH COUNTER-EMOTIONAL DOSES OF MEMORY.
GHOSTJACK (ALLOWS FOR THE MODIFICATION AND EDITING OF MEMORIES AND SEQUENCES; SHAPES TRAUMA AND COMMANDS GHOSTS)
[SKIMMER PERCEPTION EMANATOR]
TRAUMA PATTERNS:
[ASELERI'S FOLLY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED
[LUCILLE’S REGRET] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; REGRET AND ANGUISH ALIGNED
[LUCILLE’S AGONY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED; BODY DYSMORPHIC AFFLICTED
[SECONDHAND FATALITY] - EXTREME PAIN INFLICTION; EGO-KILLING TRAUMA FOR HUMANS
[BENEFACTOR’S DREAD] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; FEAR OF COMING DEATH
[ARATNID’S KISS] - HIGH PHYSICAL TORMENT; CASTRATION AND PRIMAL FEAR-BASED
THE BURNING DREAMER
MIND-TEMPLATES
[AVO]
The Talons
Abrel Greatling
The Shadows
Benhata Veloso
Glitch
Lip
Corner
Osjack Thenndenn
(Ashthrone/Sanctus assault force)
Dice
Chambers
Paladin Kare
Paladin Kassamon
Enclavers
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