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1 minute ago, rabbitsandroses said:
((-gives thread cpr-))
((-runs in with charged defibrillator- CLEAR!))
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On 2018-06-15 at 11:51 PM, bowiespoon said:
((I think you mean rogue, not rouge :P))
((Even when I double check, I always manage to get this wrong...))
On 2018-06-15 at 11:51 PM, bowiespoon said:"Did it work?" Sarah asked, sounding concerned as she kept up pace with him, freeing her arm from his grasp.
__________In a flash of light, Abigail appeared on the other side of the room, rising from a crouch. Her gaze was locked intensely on Svytoj, her mouth curled in a frown.
"<{No̸͠,̷̧ Ńo̕t̨͝ ̧͟ye͢͞t͝.̨ ͡͏͝B̴̴̨u͡t̡͘ w̡͟͟e̶͢'͠r̵͜e ̷͜n҉͠o͏͢t̵̢ ͟s̛͠u͡͏re͢ ̛hơ͜w͘͢ ҉̧̕ć̨o̷̶͟m͢p̀͜r͜o̵͟m̸̀͟i̛͜͡s̀e̷d̨ ̡̕hì̷҉s͝ ̨p͞r͘͟ox̸̶y̨͢ i̴͝s̵ ̨̢͞y͘͜͝e͘t̷͏ ̴ei̛͘҉t̵h̴͘ȩr͡҉̕.̷}̶̡̀ >" VO-Α, replied, releasing Sarah's arm as a large, pixelated hammer appeared in his other hand.
"You'll have'ta' try a lot harder than that!" Svytoj said, Clenching his still twitching hand. "So, Who am I talking to today: A Pseudo-Tenno, Or a Pseudo-Orokin?" He asked, Looking around to see if his weapons were still near by (or on him if he was so fortunate.)
Outside the Galleon, A familiar patchwork ship finally came into weapons range.
"{I BETTER NOT FIND AN OLD WAR PROXY AND A CRACK CEPHALON UP THERE! THAT WOULD BE REALLY F&CKIN' ANNOYING!!!}"
P!ssed off and out of proper quips: Not a good situation for Acambria. -
1 hour ago, rabbitsandroses said:
i always feel like I'm being too impatient when I poke threads...but the last IC post was a good...17 days ago
anyone specific that needs to be pinged? I assume we still need replies from the rest of the investigation group.
just handed off a pistol to ebony. that's about it on my end.
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DE, the key to keeping your player/customer base happy is NOT changing the rules of a promotional event on them as the event is hitting peak hours.
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On 2018-05-30 at 7:18 PM, bowiespoon said:
"Got a spare weapon?" Ebony replied, "I'm pretty much empty energy-wise, and I lost my glaive earlier."
Chegar pause for a moment. A green light appeared over his chest as a hand dropped a Lex out of it. Chegar quickly caught it, and tossed it over to Ebony.
"That's all I have for now. Don't wanna lose connection, so I can't leave the chair to get more guns."
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((Double post...))
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On 2018-05-31 at 12:15 AM, bowiespoon said:
"What!? Where!?" Sarah exclaimed, stumbling to a stop.
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Abigail gave a look of surprise before getting punched in the face. She stumbled backwards, one hand covering her broken nose. Blood ran freely from it, and she glared at Svytoj. Then she vanished, slipping into the void.
"<{s͏h̴é̢̕ ͢͠j͜u͏͜s͏̧t̶̴ ̷̨͜t҉͘r҉́i̡̢e͏̷͟d ̷̷to҉҉ ̸́͡ú̢͟s̢̢̛e ̡t͘ra̸̸nşf̵͟e̴̛re̷̴n͏c͟͝e̴ ͢ó́̕n̶̡ S̀͡v̷͘y̴͜t̵͢ǫj̧͢͞.͜͞ }>" He said, still dragging Sarah by the arm at a dead on sprint. In his other hand, A glitchy looking rifle began to materialize.
Svytoj leapt from the table, pulling his frost with him, and slipping back inside the warframe.
VO- Β and Svytoj scoured the room, looking for the rogue Tenno: A ripple in the air, a misplaced shadow, Anything. -
4 hours ago, bowiespoon said:
"I don't know her void signature off the top of my head," Sarah replied, only briefly glancing at the images, "But she'll be looking for any route for escape, or failing that, something to arm herself with. Fortunately, that narrows our options down significantly."
She burst through a set of doors, taking a right down a hallway with grineer rotary turrets hanging from the ceiling.
A sudden burst of pixels and sparks flashed around VO- Α Before he grabbled onto Sarah's arm, and made a 180 turn back towards where they came from.
"<{We know where she is...}>"4 hours ago, bowiespoon said:It was Abigail, blitzing towards him. The second she was in Svytoj's line of sight, she vanished, only to reappear right beside him. A cruel smirk was stretched across her face as she slammed one of her hands against his chest.
And activated transference.
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"What I'm offering is something between a work of art and a weapon. A conduit for continuity; stronger and hardier than the human body without being susceptible to the sentients. Warfame compatible, cephalon compatible, and Compliant to vast array of inbuilt weapons and utilities." The Intruder said seriously. "The one I'm hunting is A) the one that killed your High inquisitor. B) the one that was stolen from me; the Vessel of my continuity. And C) the last and Final lead to the tower responsible for making them. If you and your friends help me reign him in, I'll fill in the rest of the map." He was looking the Mesa square in the face, eyes locked. "Think about it; tailor made, resilient, and can go toe to toe with a Tenno. Plus, I bet it won't bat an eye if one of it's keys gets shattered. assuming you wanna go that way."
Other than getting punched in the chest, Svytoj seemed fine. Still, The attempt at transference stung: his left hand and right foot began to twitch as the aberrant signals bombarded him.
Sadly for Abigail, This wasn't enough to stop Svytoj, and VO- Β, from punching the psydo-tenno square in the nose. -
On 2018-05-21 at 3:16 PM, Daakjenaar said:
"A bit over 33 degrees Celsius. That's a dangerously low body temperature." Tycho responded. "If it's coming from an Operator, it's more likely than not that they could freeze to death quite soon."
"maybe..." Chegar thought aloud.
On 2018-05-17 at 2:30 PM, bowiespoon said:On 2018-05-20 at 7:39 PM, souldrive11 said:Chegar stepped away from the wall, positioning himself in front of the door.
"Alright: Celeste, get the door open and ready your weapon, Eb, Keep us both covered: if either one of them is in there, things could get messy fast." -
19 hours ago, souldrive11 said:
"As long as you don't need actual eyes, sure. I'm kinda attached to mine." Celeste replies, the snark flowing out of her tongue like a leaking faucet. Walking up to the locked metal door, she raises a gloved hand, hovering it in the air for a brief moment before giving it a subdued tap.
With that one light tap, amplified sound waves filter out the other side, lighting up the contours of the room and its' contents like someone sprayed it with glow in the dark paint; the two frames visuals taking it all in as the sonar ripples out and back in.
15 hours ago, Daakjenaar said:The storage room itself was about 8x8 meters, and fairly densly packed.The inside of the storage room was a mess. Crates were strewn about, contents spilling out. Whether this was a result of the crash or some other kerfuffle was unknown, though. There was no obvious sign of someone being inside at the moment, despite the signature inside.
"Hmmmm..." Chegar didn't move. "{Tycho, what the average temperature of that heat signature?}" He asked.
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On 2018-05-16 at 1:41 AM, EscortAlpha said:
"Okay, Seriously, who and what the F#ck are you?"
"<{Ý́͝o̷u̶̸҉ ͏h̴o̡͞ņ̀e͢s͢͝t̴l̕͡y̷͘ ̷d̴́o̧̡̡n̶'͘t̡̀ ҉͡r̡̧è͢m̀͡e̷m͞͝be̷͜r̵͢?͠҉́ ͘͝th͘e̕ ć͡l̢̀͘óc̕k̵͡w͟o͡͠r̸̛k͢ t͝o̴͘͝w̡̛e͝r̢͘͜? ͝t̛́͟h̨̛e̷ ̷͢͝ć͢h̢i̵l̀d̷̢ŗ̵eǹ͢ o͘͝f́҉ ̡t́h̷̵͜ȩ̶̢ ̛́e̕͟͠nd͘̕?}>"
Svytoj scrunched his face; it sounded familiar but he couldn't place it.
he shook his head. "Still doesn't answer my question."
"<{̷I̴̶̷t w͏o̴̸n҉̵͞'͢͠t ̡́m͠ą̶̷t͞҉t͘͝e̴r͟͠ ̕i͟͢f̶͝ ̸͝͞g̢͘͠e̷t҉ ͏y̧o̵u̷ ҉͜t̵̸o͢ ͞͝r̡͝e̵͞mém̵̕b̀͡͡e͜͞ŕ̕͡ ̧͝t̷̴h́e̸ ̷e͞v͘͞e͞n̢̨͟t̵̶s ̢͏̧o̸͠f̴͝ ̵̨t͜h͝ȩ͢͢ ͞l̷a͠st́ ̀͟͞y͞e͘͠á̢r҉.͞.҉ }>" VO-Β said bluntly "<{ I̵͢f̛ ͘͏w̶e̡̢ ̢͢c̛͞a͘n͢͡ ̵̨get̡҉҉ ̴͠͠y̧̛ò̶u̶̴ ̕̕co̴͟͞n͢n͜ęc͘͞t͝e͜d ̨͝t̀o̸͟ t͘hȩ ͢wéą̴́v̢é̶-͝͠ }>"
"The weave: that's something only cephalons can access directly."
"<{ Yo̕u҉̧ ͟c̡o̡ù҉̡n̢̢t͠҉ ̶a̷͡͡t̵ ̶͡ơǹ̢e̶͝, ͞҉S̛̀v̴͞y̸t̡o̕͏j̶:҉̶͞ ͏̧̀a̸ l̀͘o҉w̴̕͠ ̢͟g͜͠ŕ͘a̷̕d҉̶è̢ ̛ò̸n͟͜ȩ,̸̨͝ ͞͝bu҉t ̴̧s̡ti̴l̷͘l҉́ o҉̷҉ne̡͠҉.̡ }>"
Svytoj paused for a moment, thinking over what VO-Β said.
"<{Y̸̷o̢̨u̴'v̕͡e̡̕ ̸m̡͝͠à̴dè ̨d̨̀͜a͏́͜t̴̀͝a̕͘ ͜sç̸͡ape͜҉͡s̛҉ ̢i͢n̶ ̵th͠e͟ ҉p̢͏̸a͝śt͢,̕ ͠Ś̨͟v̨͡y͠ţ͜o̢j̨. ̢̧T̶͠h̷i҉̴s̵̛ ̧͡í̛s̨͜ ҉j̡u̕̕ś͠t̴ ̀͘ą͏̶s ̴e̶͠a̧͠sy͢;̛͟ ͘Á͟ĺm̨o͟͢͝s̶̸t̶ ̢̛͝l҉i̴̸͟ke͘͟ ̡͟f̶̨al̴̡l̕in̷̛ģ͟ ̵a̵͠sl̛̛e̵̛e͠͞p҉.̷͘͡ }>"
"I don't need sleep."
"<{T̸̨ơ҉d̴ay҉͟ ҉̧͡y̡ǫu̢͜͝ ̷d̵̢o̢.̵ }>" VO-Β replied. "<{N̵͝͞ow,̨͜ ҉͘I̛ ͢ne͘e̷͏d͢ ̡̀͟yo҉́ù ̷t̛o͡.́҉.̴.͏̷ ̡̛l̢͟͝é͜͢t͡ go͢͠; nò̷̧t͝ ͝͠f͜u̡҉l̛̀͜ļy̧̛͢;͢ ͟͡͡j͟u̴͝s̕͟͠t͏ ̛e̢ń͢o̶͠u͞͠g̕͜h̢ ̛͞t͜o ̡fo̧͡c͠u͏s҉͘ ̧́y̨̛ou̢͝r ̵́͟è͝ņ̸͡e̵̕r̴̡g̡y̛͡ ò͏n ̷͝y͢͢ơ̷ưŕ̷ ̛͝t͘h̸̵̕o̴̧̕u҉̨g̀h̛͘͡t́҉̛s.͟͠ }>" VO-Β Continued, pixels fluttering around him as he waited for Svytoj to begin.Svytoj closed his eyes, for just a moment; letting go, focusing, both at the same time. Green sparks and pixels flitted around him, the sounds of the ocean below filling the space. More pixels, and the sound gets louder.
In a flash, the pixels evaporate as Svytoj's eyes snapped open.
" It ͘h҉as̸ ̢b͞een҉ ̨a̴ y̧eàr̷.̨ "18 hours ago, bowiespoon said:As Svytoj and VO-B talked, a flash of red could be seen in the corner of the amnesiac tenno/cephalon/whatever's eyes.
5 hours ago, bowiespoon said:((Out of the corner, my bad))
As the flash appeared, Svytoj whipped his head around to look a the source.
VO-Β, However, didn't move. He simply waited. -
7 hours ago, bowiespoon said:
"One of the operators made by the Hierarchy. They've been trying to create their own tenno by sending children through improper void-jumps. This one defected, and attempted to join our cause. Turns out that the HI's been in her head the entire time. We're trying to break his hold over her, but that's easier said than done. Holding tenno captive is rather difficult to do, it turns out." Sarah said, blue/green energy welling up in her right hand and illuminating the hallway. A group of guards ran past as they neared an intersection.
"Dammit Abigail," Sarah muttered, "Where the hell are you?"
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As Svytoj and VO-B talked, a flash of red could be seen in the corner of the amnesiac tenno/cephalon/whatever's eyes.
Several pixels splintered off, displaying several images, iterations, of Abigail; each with their own number set next to them.
"<{A̡͘͜r̕͏e̛ ̵̷a̷͡n̸̛̛y̶ ͝o̵͝f͢ ́͞the͟͞s̸̕͜é͡ ̸À̶b͠͠i̴̡g̡͠a̕i͢ļ͡'͘͝s̷͡͡ ̵̧̧c͏̨u̸̢ŕ̨͝r͢e͡ņt́͜͞ ͏v̶o̵͝id ̸͝sí͘g̸n͠a̢͏͜t̴̛u̴͢r̸̵͝è̸͡?͞ ̴W͢e m͡ą́͟y҉ ̴͡b͏e͠ ̷̛a̸͘͜b̵͘҉le̶͝ ͠t̷̛ò͠ ̛f̷̨͏i̷͠n̴̵͝d ͏h͜e҉̢r҉̷͜ ͞mư͝ć̵͜h̛ f̀͝as̷҉te̕r͠ ̨͟t̡h̢̕͘i͏̧s̷̶ ̷w̸̕͢a͢y̢͟.̷̢ }>" VO- Α Said, waiting for Sarah's response as the two continued on their way.
.......................((is this flash actually in Svytoj's eye, or "out of the corner" of his eye?))
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1 hour ago, souldrive11 said:
Before Celeste heads out through the quarter's main doors she reaches behind her back, pulling a materializing blanked and pillow out before dropping it into Chegar's thick plated arms, chucking the shell into her gear storage.
1 hour ago, rabbitsandroses said:((chegar? Am I gonna have to give him ammo too? 😛 ))
Chegar, blinked a bit, looking at the bedding that had just been haphazardly placed in his hands. he quickly passed the blankets and pillows to Leveret, and began on is way again.
9 hours ago, bowiespoon said:Ebony followed silently, shrugging to herself.
8 hours ago, Daakjenaar said:As the group left the crew quarters, the doors shut and locked behind the three Tenno. The corridor was dark, empty, and cold. The only noise came from the howl of the wind and the storm outside. A light would flicker here and there, which certainly didn't help make the ship seemed welcoming.
The journey to the storage room wasn't especially long, and no opposition would be encountered. Every time the group encountered some sort of hull breach, snow would be piling up wherever there was space. The blizzard was only getting worse with time. There was little to no natural light outside, reducing visibility further.
Icicles hung from the ceiling, and frost covered every surface. As they continued, the temperature fluctuated every time they neared some sort of hull breach. In tue end, though, they would encounter few obstacles on the way to their destination.
When they actually did reach the storage room, the door was locked, and there was no sign anyone had moved through this corridor. The layer of frost wasn't disturbed (with the exception of the group's footprints).
"Alright, this is the place. Last scan shows the signature in that room. I'm also getting a heat signature overlapping with it, so I assume it's alive." Tycho reported. "All cameras inside are out, so I can't see a thing."
(Tell me if I skipped ahead too far. Just wanted to get the plot moving faster)
1 hour ago, souldrive11 said:"Should we knock and see if anyone's home?" Celeste wonders out loud, as she tosses the now fully stripped electronic lock over her shoulder into the snow covered floor, stuffing the wiring and a few pristine circuits behind her. Out of the cramped quarters her overall body language feels much more relaxed, the operative glad to be finally doing some physical exertions.
"Given our technocyte-roid-raging friend and his keeper, I'd rather not let them know we're coming." Chegar said, readying his Sobek. "You up to giving us some eyes in there?" He asked Celeste, leaning against the wall, head facing the door.
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On 2018-05-13 at 7:59 PM, bowiespoon said:
"Quiet,"
"Excuse me...?"
On 2018-05-13 at 7:59 PM, bowiespoon said:"Quiet," Sarah said to Svytoj, turning back to VO. "So, after we made sure you couldn't slip through our security, Svytoj had the bright idea to wander into a void rift. We've been monitoring that rift for..... reasons I'm not going to disclose, and I was alerted when he entered. So I went in, pulled him out, and took him here. That's the long and short of-"
Then the lights turned red, and an alarm started to wail.
[Patient AE-1 has broken out of their containment. Security personal are authorized to use whatever means necessary to neutralize the threat. Do not let them reach the bridge.] A monotone voice droned over the intercom.
"S#&$!" Sarah swore, sprinting for the nearest door. The guards looked alarmed, but remained at their post.
VO Was right on her heals, dashing off beside her to investigate the issue. He was also still standing next to Svytoj: the swarm had splintered itself again.
"<{W͘͠h̨͟at̶̶ exa̵̡͟c̶t̶l̶͢y̡ ̀ar͢e͜͠ w͟҉è͝ ́͟ḑ͘é͢á̡̀l̀͘ing̛҉ ͏̢w҉i̴t̢͡h ̴̀͘h̕e͜͝r̀̕͢e̡̢̛?̵ }>" VO- Α asked, his splintered frame keeping pace with Sarah.
Meanwhile, VO- Β remained behind, looking over the now thoroughly miffed Svytoj.Spoiler"Okay, Seriously, who and what the F#ck are you?"
"<{Ý́͝o̷u̶̸҉ ͏h̴o̡͞ņ̀e͢s͢͝t̴l̕͡y̷͘ ̷d̴́o̧̡̡n̶'͘t̡̀ ҉͡r̡̧è͢m̀͡e̷m͞͝be̷͜r̵͢?͠҉́ ͘͝th͘e̕ ć͡l̢̀͘óc̕k̵͡w͟o͡͠r̸̛k͢ t͝o̴͘͝w̡̛e͝r̢͘͜? ͝t̛́͟h̨̛e̷ ̷͢͝ć͢h̢i̵l̀d̷̢ŗ̵eǹ͢ o͘͝f́҉ ̡t́h̷̵͜ȩ̶̢ ̛́e̕͟͠nd͘̕?}>"
Svytoj scrunched his face; it sounded familiar but he couldn't place it.
he shook his head. "Still doesn't answer my question."
"<{̷I̴̶̷t w͏o̴̸n҉̵͞'͢͠t ̡́m͠ą̶̷t͞҉t͘͝e̴r͟͠ ̕i͟͢f̶͝ ̸͝͞g̢͘͠e̷t҉ ͏y̧o̵u̷ ҉͜t̵̸o͢ ͞͝r̡͝e̵͞mém̵̕b̀͡͡e͜͞ŕ̕͡ ̧͝t̷̴h́e̸ ̷e͞v͘͞e͞n̢̨͟t̵̶s ̢͏̧o̸͠f̴͝ ̵̨t͜h͝ȩ͢͢ ͞l̷a͠st́ ̀͟͞y͞e͘͠á̢r҉.͞.҉ }>" VO-Β said bluntly "<{ I̵͢f̛ ͘͏w̶e̡̢ ̢͢c̛͞a͘n͢͡ ̵̨get̡҉҉ ̴͠͠y̧̛ò̶u̶̴ ̕̕co̴͟͞n͢n͜ęc͘͞t͝e͜d ̨͝t̀o̸͟ t͘hȩ ͢wéą̴́v̢é̶-͝͠ }>"
"The weave: that's something only cephalons can access directly."
"<{ Yo̕u҉̧ ͟c̡o̡ù҉̡n̢̢t͠҉ ̶a̷͡͡t̵ ̶͡ơǹ̢e̶͝, ͞҉S̛̀v̴͞y̸t̡o̕͏j̶:҉̶͞ ͏̧̀a̸ l̀͘o҉w̴̕͠ ̢͟g͜͠ŕ͘a̷̕d҉̶è̢ ̛ò̸n͟͜ȩ,̸̨͝ ͞͝bu҉t ̴̧s̡ti̴l̷͘l҉́ o҉̷҉ne̡͠҉.̡ }>"
Svytoj paused for a moment, thinking over what VO-Β said.
"<{Y̸̷o̢̨u̴'v̕͡e̡̕ ̸m̡͝͠à̴dè ̨d̨̀͜a͏́͜t̴̀͝a̕͘ ͜sç̸͡ape͜҉͡s̛҉ ̢i͢n̶ ̵th͠e͟ ҉p̢͏̸a͝śt͢,̕ ͠Ś̨͟v̨͡y͠ţ͜o̢j̨. ̢̧T̶͠h̷i҉̴s̵̛ ̧͡í̛s̨͜ ҉j̡u̕̕ś͠t̴ ̀͘ą͏̶s ̴e̶͠a̧͠sy͢;̛͟ ͘Á͟ĺm̨o͟͢͝s̶̸t̶ ̢̛͝l҉i̴̸͟ke͘͟ ̡͟f̶̨al̴̡l̕in̷̛ģ͟ ̵a̵͠sl̛̛e̵̛e͠͞p҉.̷͘͡ }>"
"I don't need sleep."
"<{T̸̨ơ҉d̴ay҉͟ ҉̧͡y̡ǫu̢͜͝ ̷d̵̢o̢.̵ }>" VO-Β replied. "<{N̵͝͞ow,̨͜ ҉͘We ͢ne͘e̷͏d͢ ̡̀͟yo҉́ù ̷t̛o͡.́҉.̴.͏̷ ̡̛l̢͟͝é͜͢t͡ go͢͠; nò̷̧t͝ ͝͠f͜u̡҉l̛̀͜ļy̧̛͢;͢ ͟͡͡j͟u̴͝s̕͟͠t͏ ̛e̢ń͢o̶͠u͞͠g̕͜h̢ ̛͞t͜o ̡fo̧͡c͠u͏s҉͘ ̧́y̨̛ou̢͝r ̵́͟è͝ņ̸͡e̵̕r̴̡g̡y̛͡ ò͏n ̷͝y͢͢ơ̷ưŕ̷ ̛͝t͘h̸̵̕o̴̧̕u҉̨g̀h̛͘͡t́҉̛s.͟͠ }>" VO-Β Continued, pixels fluttering around him as he waited for Svytoj to begin.Acambria finally made it back to his ship. Still swearing, still raving, he spun up the engines and began take off procedures.
"Come on Come on Come on Come on damnit damnit damnit damnit !" -
On 2018-05-02 at 2:37 PM, bowiespoon said:
"No idea," Sarah said to VO, ignoring Svytoj, "But it definitely seems to be getting worse."
VO sighed, quickly tapping his foot and staring at the floor.
"<{ ẁe̵͜ ͘a͢͝r̴̷e͜.͝.̡. ̧͏̶q̧̡u҉i̵t͝e͟͝ ͞͝s̢̕ǫ̨͜rr̷y̧̨͝,̛ ҉͜Ş͡a͡r̛a̸̧͝h̨;̧ ̸K̨̕e͘҉e̢̕͢p̸͜͏i͢n̴g͝҉ ̢̛͞y̨o̴̶u̴͠ ̛͢a͘n̨d̸̷ ̧̀t͠h̀̀e̡ ҉̵̡Gàl͘͜e͜on̢ ̴̛fr҉͡ò̷m̵ ̸̷̨y̧o̷u͝͞r̴͡ ̸͘̕du̶ti̷͞͞é̵s͝.̧ }>" he said before looking over at Svytoj. "<{w͜e̷... ̶d͘͡o ́́͠ǹ̕ot̷̡͠ ̵̛́ķ̛n͏̴ow̵̛̛ ̷̸̛h̸̨ǫ͘w͏ ̛͢i̴͘͡n̴͢͝t҉e͡҉grà̛l̸͟ ̀́S̢̡v҉̡y̧t̴̢òj̶͟ ͘w̷͡íl̸͞͞l ̴͜b͞҉̶ȩ͘ ̡̀͡t͝o͜ ̨͘͞y̢ò͠u ͜͡͏à̴͞c̶̨h̴i҉͢e҉̵v̴́e̴ ̨́y̴̢o̕uŗ́ ͟i͟n͘t͡҉͡e̶̛҉nd̵̀e͏͢d ́҉͜o͟͠utc̡͡óm̀e͢ ̢̀͠y͡é҉t̡́.̕͠҉ ̨͝w̸͘͝o҉u̕l̛҉d͢͡ ̴ỳ̴͜o̷̧̨u ̀m̢̕í͟n̢d̵ ̵͘wa̡̨l͏k̶̛i̶͞n͘͜҉g͠҉ ̸uş̴͟ ̵̨͜t̵h̕ŗ̡̀o͡ug̷h̨ ͏wh͡a͞t̸͟ ̢h̶͡à̀pp̨e̕͡ne̛ḑ͝ ̴͡p̢ri͏̡o͞͠r̢̛ ̵̸t̶̕͝o̸̴ ͟͠͠our ̸a҉r̷̢ri̷͠val͢?̡҉ }>"
The Cephalon swarm actually looked... Jumpy; anxious.
"Sarah, Who is this guy? Seriously." -
On 2018-05-01 at 10:07 PM, Daakjenaar said:
"You know, I felt exhausted the moment you mentioned that. I guess the adrenaline kept me going." Efahz said, looking around quickly. "I probably should take a nap before I die of something or other."
"I'm not a fan of splitting myself up. Too much can go wrong. I can talk to you through your comms, though. I mean, I'm doing it right now." Tycho explained. "Investigating the void signature in the storage room might be a good idea. It isn't too far from here."
"Fair enough." chegar said, tapping on his PDA for a bit. "Still, You should probably have some eyes going in; Stand by." with in moments, Tycho would be flooded with data from Chegar's helmet cam
On 2018-05-01 at 10:07 PM, Daakjenaar said:Please, take those two with you. Text scrolled along Chegar's HUD. Efahz was sending a message. I don't know if I can be in the same room as either of them much longer without shooting something, he wrote, referring to Ebony and Celeste.
Chegar looked to Efahz, and nodded.
"Alright. I'm gonna check out the storage area." Chegar said, un-slinging the Sobek from his back.2 hours ago, rabbitsandroses said:"Lev, you said you're on babysitting duty; make sure we don't lose any more" he said, looking over at the Frost.
On 2018-04-30 at 11:40 PM, souldrive11 said:On 2018-05-01 at 4:30 AM, bowiespoon said:"The two of you; With me." chegar said, gesturing for Celeste and Ebony to follow as he moved towards the door.
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6 hours ago, Daakjenaar said:
"Perhaps... Tarnas can't order me to do anything if he isn't concious." Tycho answered. "There are a couple of exploitable loopholes in my programming, so I guess it might work if you make sure he can't tell me to do anything."
Adrova started speaking over his comms, muttering something while walking away from the group.
"...We're making our way to the armory... Yes, we're going now..." It sounded like he was speaking to his team, not turning around to look at the protagonists (I'll stick by that name). A few moments later, four crewmen were standing in front of Adrova as he walked out of the command quarters. "We're going to raid the armory." He said quickly, momentairly turning around to face the protagonists before looking back at his team.
"Sorry about him." Efahz said quickly. "He's probably a tad stressed."
"I was listening in on your conversation about getting out of here earlier." Tycho said. "Hate to say it, but none of the ideas you mentioned are gonna work with our current resources. Not yet, at least."
"I might be able to do that, but I'm blind to several areas. Still, it might be better than nothing." Tycho explained. "I might be able to get you through some locked doors, but no guarantee there."
"Leveret, you should probably go with Chegar and the others. We still have no idea who's creating those void signatures." Efahz said. "Better safe than sorry. If we have Tycho monitoring security on the entire ship, it'll be easier to hold down the fort here."
"Makes sense. Just give me a moment to upload myself back to the ship." Tycho said. "This datapad barely has enough processing power to run a toaster. It's not fun." The datapad blinked a couple times, and Tycho went silent.
2 hours ago, rabbitsandroses said:Leveret gave Adrova a quick thumbs-up. He wanted to say something encouraging, but Adrova left before he could think of anything fitting for the situation.
"We're all a bit stressed at this point."
"I don't know about that. With the security team out getting weapons, the rest of the crew is in need of some extra protection. Having Tycho on lookout will help, but seeing things isn't enough defense-wise. Just let me stay behind so you don't have to wake anyone up. I can always head out after if they end up needing help."
Leveret rolled his shoulders again - Still sore, ugh - and looked at the map again. "Speaking of rest and stress, I don't remember you resting since we got here and you nearly died, Twice. You should take a break too. Maybe grab a blanket and curl up in the corner or something while I man the comms?"
Chegar Tapped his foot for a bit.
"..." He looked around the room, popped his neck, and returned to his normal, upright posture. "I can do some scouting, shouldn't be too much of an issue." he said to Leveret, before returning his attention to Tycho.
"I should have plenty of Data storage on this 'Frame for at least a part of you to hitch a ride, Tycho." He continued. "if you're up for it, I could use a few extra eyes out there." -
On 2018-04-29 at 2:08 AM, bowiespoon said:
"Go right ahead," Sarah said, watching curiously.
____________________________________________No response, though the weapons of the galleon suddenly went online.
The wyrm hovered over Svytoj's unconscious body, sparks and pixels floating around the Proxy's head as VIgil worked.
in the corner of Sarah's hud, A small diagnostic feed comes online.
The Pixels and sparks fade as stream cuts off. Vo's form hovers away from Svytoj, slowly taking on the form of a Chroma as it walks over to Sarah.
"<{Ve̵r̶y ̵st͏ra͜nge,̸ i͘ǹd̵e͞ed̡..͝..́ }>" VO stated, wringing his newly forms hands as he thought.
"<{W͏e͘ ̴cannot t̢e҉ll͘ ͡ex̀actl͞y w̵h͏a̸t͘ ̶i̷t ͞is,͘ ̴b҉ut͜ ̷i̡t͠ ̨is͘ c͞a̛u҉si͠ng ̧Sv҉y͝t͜oj҉ t̀o ̛fr̴a͘ct̸ur͜e͢. ҉M͘u̶ch͞ ĺik͝e̵ ͡th͏e͏ ̡c͞ond͟i̕ti͞o̢n͘ cep̀halo̷n ̡Or͡d͢is S̛u̕f̕fer͡s̷ fr͡o͝m҉. }>" he said, shifting his gaze to Svytoj, then back again to Sarah."<{Ţh̡e ͘prob͠lém͝ ̵i̴s..͘.͠ ̴w̶e ca̴n҉not̴ ͘get a͏c̵c̶ęss ͞tò ͢his ̴n̨e̶ùr͘a͜l̨ ̀n̨et͜w͜or͜k; ̵ņo̵t r̕em̀ote͜l̢y a͝n͘yway̕.͠ And̛ ҉an͞ỳ ͢timè ̢we͞ ҉try ͡t̡o ҉ac͜c̕es̸s̛ t͠he͡ ̡ke̶r͏n̢el i͞n͘ ͢an͠y ̧o҉t͘ḩer̵ ̵ite̵r̡a̸ti̷ơn,̡ i͢t͘ h͠a̢s res҉ulted ̕íń the҉ ̢de͟str͏u͘ct̛i̕o͞n̨ ̨of ͢ţhe͝ ̡P͞r͡o͝xy'̀s ́nèur̸al ͝n̵e̵t͟work,̴ S͟ha͠tters̨ Svyt̡oj cómp͞le͏tely.}>" He shakes his head, tapping his foot as he tries to think of anything that may explain what was happening."<{A̕n̵y ̴ide͘a ̀wh͏ęn S͡vytoj̕ be̶g̡an͘ t͏o su͜ffe̛r ͟fràgme͜nt̶ati͟o̧n̶?҉ }>"
Almost on cue, Svytoj groaned as he sat upright on the table.
"What the hell happened.?" he asked, rubbing his head, Pausing with a Start when he saw VO and Sarah. "What am I doing here? And...who is that...?" He looked around the room, now looking quite perplexed. "Uh...Sarah...What happened after we left the tower?"
More Fragmentation.Acambria wouldn't notice the Galleon arming its weapons for a while, still dashing about the Island trying to get back to his ship, and barging past several passers by in his fervor.
"Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it Damn it..."
((AND Acambria is having a hissy-fit... great.)) -
1 hour ago, souldrive11 said:
The clang never comes, the door seemingly falling onto a pillowy muffler with only the whooshing of displaced air betraying the falling slab of metal coming off it's hinges.
"You want to help, flip 'da chief's' face over there around before his wonderfully emotive scowl freezes in place." Celeste snarks as she turns around and hefts the door up, glad to have something to fiddle with outside the woefully unfurnished excuse for an officer's quarters.
"Random thought: if you want to ask for help, maybe locking them without an appropriate carrot dangling in front of them is a bad plan." she reproaches as she leans the door against the frame, blocking out most of the light and people inside from being peeped by any crew that weren't already catching forty winks. "Last bunch of people that locked me up certainly won't be doing that again as long as I still breathe."
Impromptu repair done she leans down and picks up the dismantled electronic lock, already busy picking it apart for wiring and parts. Ambient noise in the room picks up again, but still, not so much as a peep seems to escape the quarters.
38 minutes ago, Daakjenaar said:"You... you want some big reward for this? Is that it? IS THAT IT?!" Adrova shouted at Celeste, finally snapping. "You want some reward for killing an insane scientist and the unholy amalgations of two freaks of nature? You think you deserve some reward beyond survival and whatever else you might find on this barren rock!?"
"Adrova, please-" Efahz said, interrupting the rant.
"SHUT UP! Clearly, saving lives means nothing to the kid. Of course she deserves a reward from the people TRYING NOT TO FREEZE AND STARVE AT THE SAME TIME!" His voice only got louder and louder as he continued. "You've done nothing but take from us, mock us, threatened us, and for what? Your help!? You said it yourself! You nearly died in your last encounter with the freak!"
"ENOUGH!!!" Chegar's voice damn near rattle the rafters in the room they all were stuck in, the light on his Warframe flashing violently.
He pointed a finger at Celeste
"YOU: This is NOT some scavenger hunt field trip. we are trapped in an icy hell, with some THING thrashing about out there; the only carrot being dangle ahead of anybody is surviving. I suggest you act like it." he then pointed at
Adrova."And YOU. You're barking and whimpering like some distressed terrier! You're doing EXACTLY What Tarnas and Clogori want you to do. Hell, you've even got me doing it now." Chegar lowered his hand back to his side.
"Both of you, Get your SH!T together. I'd rather we get to walk out of here than end up like hundreds of stories where the survivors lose their cool, turn on each other, and get killed by the beast on their heels."On 4/28/2018 at 11:59 PM, Daakjenaar said:"I want to help you. I genuinely do. I want everyone to make it out of this alive." Tycho explained. "Except for Clogori, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
Tycho paused for a moment again. Efahz kept scrolling through the list of files in fascination, seemingly ignoring the group now. Adrova glared at Celeste, arms crossed.
"I'm... sorry. I'll open the door. I just... wanted to talk to all of you in private. I'm sorry if I caused any more issues." Tycho apologized, a tinge of sadness in his voice. "Just. Please. Let me help you. I can be of help here." He pleaded. The door opens a bit before collapsing from Celeste's tinkering, falling onto the ground with a clang.
Finally, Chegar turned his attention to Tycho with a slight huff.
"Do you feel you'd be able to resist Tarnas if he directed you to do something?" Chegar asked, his tone returning to his normal demeanor. "As much as I want to let you help, if you can't resist him, the most we can to is give you a ride off planet in a data mass: no assisting us, nothing; not if Tarnas then has a way to attack us."
Chegar now sounded melancholy. -
46 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:
"I guess. Let's get starte- GAH!" Sarah exclaimed as her ear-piece exploded with noise. She quickly ripped the out the device and held it several inches from her ear.
"Keep yelling and I sever this connection," Sarah said calmly, "Now, using your indoor voice and adult words, explain your problem."
She motioned for VO to begin whatever he was going to do while she talked.
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"IS SVYTOJ OKAY!? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED BACK THERE!?" This continued on until pixelated wyrm calmly took the earpiece in one of its small claws.
<{" W̵̕e̷͘ ̛͢wi͏͏̶l͘͘l̸ ͏͟h̨á͜n͞͡d̨l͟͝e҉ ͢͟t͟h̕͜is̴.̨̨͘.̸́͏.͡ "} > VO said calmly. "{Chegar, it's okay. I'm fine.}" VO said into through the COMs, completely mimicking Svytoj's.
"{SVYTOJ. Thank God. Are you alright? What happened back there-?}"
"{Chegar. Relax. Sarah and I Are still trying to figure that out.}" VO paused for a spell. "{I'm gonna go dark for a little bit: Sarah and I need to catch up on a few things, and we don't want the Hierarchy listening in.}"
"{But..}"
"{Chegar, it'll be fine.}"
Chegar paused, then sighed. "{Okay. Keep me posted.}"
"{Will do.}"
With that, the COM link closed.
The wyrm returned the ear piece to Sarah.
<{" A͝͝͡s̸̢҉ ́͞f̢͞r̶͡a̶gi̛͞l̀͟͠e̶ ͞͞a̕s̀͢ a̢l͘͝w̨ay̛͞s̷.͡.̸.̵҉ ̨A̵͘͠n̢̕͢y̛͝͞wa͢͏y͏, ̷̀͝Şha͘̕ĺ̢͞ĺ̛ ͜͝͝w̢e҉̴ ͝b̨e̛g̶i̵͢n͢?̵̡ "}> Vigil continued."SONOFAB!CHMOTHERF&CKINGC0CKSUCKINGA$$HOLE!!!!"
This... stream of connsiousness went on for some time.
"{J'Taav, it's Bojaun. I'm following something i believe will lead me to that damn cephalon that took my body. while it would be nice to know WHY you told me Mercury, I thought it would be best to inform you. B.A. Out.}" -
37 minutes ago, bowiespoon said:
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"OW! What do you need, Chegar? I'm in the middle of something." Sarah said, wincing at the static. Why was Chegar contacting her? Surely J'Taav or someone else aboard the galleon would've been a better option?
around the city, the various pockets of pixels suddenly vanished.
it only took a 20 seconds for the silhouette of a heavily pixelated Wyrm to appear over Svytoj's body.
<{" Ẃ͞e̡͝l̢͜͠l͘.̸̢̛.̡̢̛.̷́͞ ͡w̷̶͢e̵̷ ̡͡s̷̕ḩ͘͝o̸u͘l̶͝d̀ ̸̸h͝a̧͞v̧̕e͞ ̷̛͏àn̵͡t̷͡i͠c̡͢i͟pa̵̕t̵͜e͏̷d̶̢ a̸ ̶͜͞c͠ol̕̕͢d ̷͢r̵̴̕e̡c̴͠e͞p̛͏҉ti͘ǫn̷͢.͜͠.̸͡. ͠҉͞no͝ ̡̨m͢҉͞a̷͟t̛t̸͠e̵r̨̧. ̡̛W͟é̸̴ ̴̵͝ha̴҉̢v̸e̵̶ ̴a̢͝rr̴͘i̶vé̀͘d̡̀̕,҉̕ ͘Sa̸r͜a̷̶͟h̀͞͏.͘͏ ̸S̶h̡͞a͏̷l̨͡l ̧͜͢w̵̷e̡ ̸c͘͡ǫ̀nti͝͠n̵̷u͜e̵͡?͠ "}>"{WHERE THE HELL IS HE!?}" Chegar yelled into the microphone, obviously beyond terrified. "{WHERE IS HE AND WHERE ARE YOU?!}"
Acambria, still trying to play it cool, fails to do so once Vigil took off. There's only one thing he can think off that would make that cephalon bolt like that. The man in red make a mad dash towards where his vehicle was being stored, blowing past anyone in his way.
"{J'TAAV WHERE THE F&CK ARE YOU?!}" he blurted into his COM system. "{THE DAMN CEPHALON IS GOIN' AFTER MY BODY! WHY DID YOU TELL ME HE WAS ON MERCURY?!"
((Intercept Acambria's transmissions any way you like.)) -
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A grineer soldier approached Sarah.
"She's awake. She's currently in the Recovery chamber. The staff are assessing her current mental state. You can visit her, if you'd like."
Sarah nodded, and the soldier walked off.
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Acambria was now on the opposite side of the island, and numerous grineer craft were landed here. A grim procession of what looked like refugees were being loaded into the large transports. Whenever a vessel was filled, the craft would take off with its cargo, transporting it to somewhere offworld.
This attracted a large degree of curiosity and confusion, but ultimately only that.
Svytoj was still unconscious on the table.
Several bursts of static clicked over Sarah's COMs: It looked like Chegar was trying to get a hold of her, urgently.Acambria Carefully passed by the Grineer ships. He wasn't on the worst terms with them, But... well, you never know when one of the clones would go off script.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw some of the flashing pixels in fluttering around the street lamps.
he sighed.
"Just ignore them, Bojaun... No good will come from that cracked cephalon..."
He kept walking passed the Grineer vessels.
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2 minutes ago, Daakjenaar said:
"It's fine. I'll admit, it seemed a tad limited. No offense, but bodies are a tad restrictive." Tycho responded, pausing for a moment. "So... really did a number on Tarnas, didn't you?"
"I'd like to think so." Chegar said, hand now resting on the hilt of his nikana.
2 minutes ago, Daakjenaar said:"It's fine. I'll admit, it seemed a tad limited. No offense, but bodies are a tad restrictive." Tycho responded, pausing for a moment. "So... really did a number on Tarnas, didn't you?"
"I'm keeping that door locked for now, sorry." Tycho said. "I really don't want the crew finding out about me yet. Want to avoid a panic, you know?" Tycho didn't sound too concerned about Celeste at the moment, despite her disassembling the door with a surprising amount of efficiency.
"Alright, something else doesn't make sense." Efahz interrupted suddenly, looking at the projection again. "Why did Tarnas need half of this stuff? Why does this folder contain an entire terabyte of audio files?."
"On that note, any idea where Tarnas and his top hatted keeper ran off too?"
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On 4/24/2018 at 9:31 PM, Daakjenaar said:
"Please don't." Said a familiar voice. "I'm sorry for the scare. I just need to talk to all of you."
Tycho was speaking through all of the audio devices in the room, giving his normally quiet voice an odd reverb. He sounded anxious, worried, and tired.
"So... uh... hi. I'm Tycho. AI, full-time assistant to Tarnas, and hundreds of other things." He said, introducing himself to those in the room whom he hadn't met yet. "After you beat Tarnas, I escaped into what was left of the ship's systems. When your friend got the security data, I hitched a ride. Now I'm here, I guess."
Efahz's previous anxiety was gone, and he ran over to the holoprojecter, typing into the datapad. A few moments later, the display of the ship was replaced by rapidly scrolling text. Files after files after files.
"This is... insane. How did you hide when I was looking through the data? As far as I know, I checked everything." Efahz asked, looking up at the scrolling text. "None of this makes sense. None of this."
"He's a crafty AI, given how bulky Tarnas made him." Chegar said, looking over at Efahz. "No offense, Tycho." He said, shifting his weight a bit. "Sorry about your new body, by the way: real shame."
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The Kuva Lich system is ambitious, I'll Give DE Credit for that. However, this update needs some Serious polish. So at the risk of beating the communal DEad horse, Here we go.
First, Requiem Mods:
I'd be okay with Requiem Mods being consumed IF i had away to build more without having to experience the excessive, Fractal grind.
As of now, we get 6 Kuva missions, of which ONE is a Kuva Flood with a guarantied Relic drop. For the remaining 5, we only have a 30% chance of getting a relic. This means we have, Roughly, a 17% chance to get Nothing, 36% for 1 relic, 30% for 2, 13% for 3, 2.8% for 4, and only 0.2% for 5. Overall, Players will gain 1.5 relics from playing the 5 standard Kuva siphon missions. After that, you then have a roughly 32% chance of getting one of the Requiem mods as a solo player, or, for groups of 4, a 79% chance of getting at least 1 mod selection (40% for 1, 29% for 2, 9% for 3, and 1% for 4),
And this isn't accounting for the current state of lich's Stealing these mods.
Now to their credit, the mods do have 3 charges, rather than just one. But this doesn't solve the core issue: in order to prepare for the coming deluge of Lich farming, players either need to be farming while the lich is hounding them and other players, or stockpiling on a scale bordering on paranoia.
Now, as I said before, I'm okay with something like this being a mild consumable. However, if that is going to be the case, players still need a way to replenish these mods without the fractal grind & padding. For example, a Defiled Requiem Mods could be purified with Kuva: This would Create a 'Fight Fire with Fire' situation where the Lich could still steal from the players, without causing the grind to spiral out of proportion. and best of all, It still leaves the option of stockpiling mods in case the player does not have the required kuva to restore their Requiem mods.
Second: Murmurs
Along side my first confrontation with a Kuva lich, there are testimonies of murmurs requiring 50+ Thralls to be executed in order to be completed. Considering the various codex fragments, Synthesis targets, and somachord fragments that litter the game, this feels like extreme overkill. We all understand that these lichs are supposed to be a long term threat, but this doesn't make it feel like a threat; it makes it feel like an annoyance. I personally used my lich appearing in mission to lure out more thralls in order to gain more murmur information, because as boring and tedious as it was, letting the lich beat me to a pulp sped up the process.
The obvious question then is 'How do we strip out the tedium?' One potential solution may come from the codex fragments; a niche mechanic that has, until now, only been used for hidden audio file related to in game lore. What if that mechanic was retrofitted to studying Requiem murmurs? As players gain more information from thralls, they can also use this system to try to cobble together the meaning of these bit of information. It would still allow for more brute force methods, while allowing players the option to come to their own conclusions. Not to mention, Requiem mods also have a small poem verse written on them, and could easily be hidden in incomplete murmurs as a clue to how best to kill your lich.
Third: Confrontation.
Lich's are meant to be Challenging. And testing out Requiem combinations on a lich is supposed to be a Risk. However, Fear of death isn't much of risk in this game: I try stabbing my lich, I get killed for my effort and lose a revive, and then i complete my mission. It's honestly an annoying bore, and not a big deal. Having a " Press X to maybe DIE" mechanic isn't a challenge. it's just frustration. And it also defeats part of the purpose of the update; to showcase these Hammy, intense, and potentially interesting villains. If death is my ultimate end for failure, I want to milk it for all its worth; Don't just kill us at the first failure: Make us choose if we want to risk it again! Wrong first Requiem? Transference static 1, taunting, round two as the lich gains a level.. Wrong second Requiem? Transference static 2, Final warning as the the lich grows stronger, Round 3. Wrong Final Requiem? NOW the player dies. 3 failures, a stronger lich, and at least an interesting fight. And it puts the choice of what to do next into the players hands while upping the stakes for an overpowered adversary: Stay and fight, risking the lich growing stronger as you go, or retreat and save your strength for the final confrontation.
Fourth: Flavor
Even with the custom stats, weapons, and appearance, the Kuva Lich in its current state feels more like a glorified field-boss: find the button to tick it off, and wait for the ensuing Fight. When trying to hunt this lich down, I want to see more of what makes them tick; is this for personal power? Bringing glory to the Grineer empire? the thrill of the hunt? Knowledge? What is this person doing to forward their goals aside from nebulous talk about "optimizing the local populace"? Admittedly, this part is a bit lofty, as showing what exactly the lich is doing with the sectors under their control may require the addition or modification of tiles to show the exact nature of the lich's plans.
Aside from cosmetic changes to tiles and assets, having simple, secondary objectives would be an interesting way of conveying the lich's motives.
As I said before, the Kuva lich system is ambitious. I can never fault anyone for shooting for the stars, and I do see great potential for this new system. But between the excessive grind, unrefined research mechanics, and baseline interactions with this new enemy, this diamond in the rough need some serious Polish.
DE, Make me love to hate these Lich's; not loath even bringing them into existence. After all, Everyone love a good Villain.