Horicabu
lil Imp
The Finger of God is a mixed genre roleplay set in a world where humans have built a society of plenty from their own tissues and bones. Players compete for control of a mysterious plague held within the space station of the same name.
OOC thread and signups can be found here.
Enshrouded within the Finger was Needle, the inner sanctum of the tower-fortress. Held inside was a plague that could wipe away humanity's great civilization forever. It was Needle's purpose to keep the plague from those hands which sought to squeeze power from the neck of unethical practice. How ironic, then, was the work of the elite to infuse the caustic bacteria into weapons.
Patrolled by formidable Autocarnems, and shrouded in strange dusts and clouds, the Finger of God remained in its unchanging orbit.
It was once human, but the extensive tampering had turned Agent 69's overseer into something warped and alien. It looked over to its underling with many, many beady eyes. Chitinous plates encircled the creature's neck and cheeks. A strange series of creases replaced the area where a mouth was usually found. It was silent, save for the gurgling of many strange and fantastic mechanisms hidden behind the walls.
"You've received a new directive." Overseer said. Its voice was ugly and malformed. "It involves the capsule in front of us. You're to see to it that no articulate thing, construct or conscious, takes the contents of this room."
OOC thread and signups can be found here.
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On the edge of the infinite, a pillar of flesh and bone floated lazily through the vacuum. Its long sinews were harder than the strongest steel, its thick tendons holding within it the Elite. This station was known as the Finger of God, and it rose high above the earth, caught between the clouds of the sky and the moon.
Enshrouded within the Finger was Needle, the inner sanctum of the tower-fortress. Held inside was a plague that could wipe away humanity's great civilization forever. It was Needle's purpose to keep the plague from those hands which sought to squeeze power from the neck of unethical practice. How ironic, then, was the work of the elite to infuse the caustic bacteria into weapons.
Patrolled by formidable Autocarnems, and shrouded in strange dusts and clouds, the Finger of God remained in its unchanging orbit.
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A shadowy figure loomed over Agent 69, veins and vessels thick as pipes sprouting from the creature's back. Gases poured from the ribbed ceiling and smooth curves defined the dim, round chamber. They looked towards the center of the chamber, where a bulge in the floor contained a toxic and deadly creature within.
It was once human, but the extensive tampering had turned Agent 69's overseer into something warped and alien. It looked over to its underling with many, many beady eyes. Chitinous plates encircled the creature's neck and cheeks. A strange series of creases replaced the area where a mouth was usually found. It was silent, save for the gurgling of many strange and fantastic mechanisms hidden behind the walls.
"You've received a new directive." Overseer said. Its voice was ugly and malformed. "It involves the capsule in front of us. You're to see to it that no articulate thing, construct or conscious, takes the contents of this room."
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