One ring of blue light, about 6 feet wide, materialized and moved up and down. Each time it passed the air, blue pixels of a still frame Vision and Marcus printed into the air. When the process finally stopped, the two machines peered around to take in the new environment.

The marshlands were fairly dry tonight. The moon was a slender sliver of silver, a steady light against the darkness. Crickets chirped in some distant cluster of weeds. The Vision had never been to the Moors, but what he could glean from the web implied that the Moors were a hotspot for entities that originated from media of the horror genre. Despite that, Vision noticed, there was a serenity here that he had not expected.

Marcus inspected his shotgun, making sure the Teleporter pulled everything in correctly. The Vision was less concerned with the journey, and more concerned with where they were.

"Watch yourself, Vis," Marcus muttered, "Heard tales of some pretty freaky crap out there."

"Affirmative," Vision replied. He opened a mental map of the Moors, trying to triangulate their current location.

"I believe Darkshire is 70 miles to the west from here."

"That's a one-hour ride," Marcus estimated.

"Query: did you bring a vehicle?"

"No, but I can make one."

Marcus lifted his hands. Cutting through the drab and gray light of the Moors, a kaleidoscope of bright colors tingled through the Terminator's fingertips. The rainbow light seemed to sketch an outline in the air, an outline of a mud cycle. The Vision lifted his own hands, creating another invisible stencil, using his internal database to improve the engines and other functional parts.

"That kid..." Marcus said, breaking their silence, "He'll be fine, right?"

"I imagine so," the Vision nodded, "There were no hostile intentions, and his injuries were not permanent. Although, I must say I agree with Captain Rogers. Your quote, tough love, unquote may do more harm than good."

Marcus twisted his lips, then said thoughtfully, "I'll be more careful."

When the mudbike was completed after several minutes, Marcus offered the Vision a ride. The android refused. There wasn't a seat, and either way, he preferred to fly.

The duo set off towards the collection of torches. That was likely Darkshire.

"Hey, Vision!" Marcus shouted over the mudbike's engine.

Vision flied lower, descending and coming closer to Marcus.

> self.setvalue density 10.330002%
Shifting...

Just in case.

"Query: what is your query?"

"You and I..." Marcus shouted, "We may be robots, but we both have... you know. Feelings. I'm pretty sure."

"I have an emulator of emotions embedded into my programming."

"And about the mystical stuff," Marcus continued, "You know that's not how the Omniverse works, right?"

Vision peered at the Terminator thoughtfully.

"What's the real reason for you taking me with you?"

The Vision looked away as Marcus turned his eyes towards the android. He flew away.

"Recommendation: keep your eyes metaphorically on the metaphorical road."

The rest of the journey was uneventful. They arrived in Darkshire at the break of dawn.

So I have a rpg system that I discovered a little while ago. Its called Hc Svnt Dracones, aka the latin for Here Be Dragons

Its a post-humanity sci-fi rpg where you play as what are known as Vectors. Engineered creatures created as humanity's successor to the worlds they left behind when they all blew up in spectacular fashion.

Here is a link to the PDF of the first edition base rulebook which I got from a friend.

Please tell me what you think and show interest. I personally would love to play this, but I have no experience as a DM and therefore wouldnt be able to run it myself right off the bat.

Quote:Continuation of I'll take it as a compliment. This one isn't open because I've got to get Dane ready for DA.

Any edits in this thread are just minor polishes before I submit it for grading. I haven't changed any of the actual plot or content.

A question about base teleports. I'm aware the area in which the teleporters put you are random, but is there anyway two teleporters could be 'synced' to travel quickly between two, per se, bases or areas? Of course I assume these two teleporters would only be linked to one another and perhaps even been in the same verse, but it's something I've been pondering.

Before i continue with any and all plans i want to make sure things are still on the up and up.
Some of you might know that before my forced hiatus Me and some others created a faction called The Black order.

We all know the rules that are needed to create a faction and have it recognized by staff:

Quote:1. At least 4 PCs must be a part of the group
2. Those four PCs must have met in-character
3. One member (usually but not always ‘the leader’) must own a Base. This base must be established in-character and should have been visited by the other members
4. Faction must be listed in the Faction Megathread, which means the faction must have an identity and goals of some sort.
5. It has been at least 2 months since items 1, 2, and 3 have been satisfied. 

So I've seen a few of these go around (Monster Tinder and the Digimon Partnering Thread) so I thought I'd put my vast knowledge of the Avatar universe to good use!

So here's the deal... I personally like answering questions, it lets you get in the mindset of the character. I've comprised a few categories and some questions within. I'll evaluate each to see what one's mindset, combat style and culture are in comparison to the various Benders. You can be as detailed as you'd like with the answers, to help me get a better idea (and thus a more accurate reading.)

Personality:

1. Top five foods?
   
2. Someone disagrees with you. How do you respond?
   
3. How do you react if you are being bullied?
   
4. How do you react if someone else is being bullied?
   
5. Your father is on his death bed. You know you are in his will to inherit something great. How do you feel?
   
6. How do you regard your sibling?
   
7. How do you feel about strangers?
   
8. What is your favorite season and why?
   
9. Top five random things you like?
   
10. Top five random things you dislike?
    

1. Offense or Defense?
   
2. Speed or Power?
   
3. Lethal or Nonlethal?
   
4. Long, medium or close range?
   
5. Rigid Traditional stance, or mobile Adaptive stance? *
   
6. Block or evade?
   
7. If struck, counter-strike or disengage and reevaluate?
   
8. Sneak attack, sneak around or openly engage?
   
9. Fight or flee?
   
10. Response to overwhelming odds?
    

1. Arrange the following by priority: Political power, personal freedom, public safety, interactive community
   
2. Arrange the following by priority: Expand outwards, develop inwards, colonize, stabalize
   
3. Describe your definition of "Honor"
   
4. What does "War" mean to you?
   
5. What would you consider a popular hangout for teenagers? (14-17 ish)
   
6. What would you consider a popular hangout for young adults (18-30 ish)
   
7. What would you consider a popular hangout for middle aged adults? (31-60-ish)
   
8. What would you consider a popular hangout for the elderly? (61 and over)
   
9. Describe your culture's food and drink of preference (alcohol included, but not necessary)
   
10. Define Patriotic.
    

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I'm tempted to ally with Deadpool so he doesn't furby me this time. Though it probably wouldn't help any

The Earth, the site of his greatest failure, became a tinier and tinier speck in the darkness of space behind him. 

Good riddance. Millions of years of careful planning, thrown down the drain by a single mixed breed alien, and now, a brilliant chance to try and undo the destruction, and the human Fist Users- hybrids unto themselves, bastardizations of his children, have thwarted him. 

He admired the power of those who had a touch of Saru Blood, that somehow allowed them to prevail over true Saru, and now that he was aware of the potential, he would use it, given time. But the time wasn't right for it. At this moment, the hybrids are simply a wrench in his machine. 

The space craft he was in was a creation of his own, the golden metallic body made of the same stuff as his own mortal form. This craft alone would be enough, he decided. He would send it crashing into another world- this time a lifeless one, bereft of any beings who might become hybrids themselves, and enter himself back into the cycle of reincarnation, and leave this mortal body once more to take his place as the Saru's benevolent God. In a few thousand years, the material of his ship would give birth to Saru, and he would begin the Cycle on this new world. This new Saru. Wherever it might be. 

That is what would have happened, if he had not been taken by the darkness the moment the Earth vanished from view completely.