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On 2018-11-20 at 7:21 AM, Locky122 said:
As he looked over to the buffet table, despite a few characters in various states of social interaction, he instantly recognised one certain rhino. Just following the voice would've sufficed, but he put in the actual effort to seek out Ageia before the opposite happened to him.
"God knows what could happen then....if I even survive that type of encounter in the first place"
Steeling his nerves, he made his way over, though even while trying his best to blend in, he looked well and truly out of place amongst the other patrons. As he got closer, he recognised another figure in the form of Takar, though to be honest, he hadn't bothered to catch much more than her name on the previous assignment. Despite that, he made his way to a nearby seat at the bar, not quite intruding on their ongoing conversation, but still close enough to butt in when an opening made itself apparent.
Deciding to bide the time for the moment, he ordered a straight bourbon-whiskey on rocks, and nursed it while the boisterous conversation continued.Poor Lucas was about to butt in anyway, but not of his own volition.
Just as Aegia was about to continue her conversation with her friend Takar, she spied a familiar human out of the corner of her eye. It was another of her friends, a human that went by the name of Lucas, if she remembered correctly. And she usually did remember correctly. She'd met him a while ago on their last job. To be honest, it was quite rare to see a human in the Origin system to begin with. Corpus and Grineer defectors, sure, and the Red Veil was made up entirely of humans (or so she was told), but she rarely--if ever heard of a Steel Meridian aligned human.
And there he was, just sitting close by, trying to look inconspicuous. In fact, he was probably close enough that she could just sort of... Reach over and... Grab him.
So the She-Rhino tried of course, to just sort of reach over and grab him. Provided that Lucas didn't put up much of a struggle, Aegia would grab him by the back of his collar and lift him up, plopping the human right into her lap.
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On 2018-10-13 at 8:21 PM, Agent_Maine said:
"Very well." The Osprey said, floating away, before coming back a minute later with a large drink. It was the same 'flaming' drink that Aegia had witnessed earlier. "One Frostburn Horizon, as you ordered." The Osprey said, putting the drink on the table in front of Aegia.
On 2018-10-13 at 10:17 AM, -AoN-CanoLathra- said:Takar turned back to her current companions. "I do not think it was courage or bravery that directed his actions, Narakis. He has had an aura of nervousness and fear around him since we met him. He probably wanted to impress us, or maybe he just wanted to act like he knows what he is doing. Emotions are easy to see; intent, if not murderous, is far more nebulous."
"Now, if you will excuse me, I see a friend I would like to catch up with."
And with that, Takar turned and began making her way towards Aegia.
"Frostburn Horizon, eh? Catchy name!" Aegia once more pats the osprey, her armor-clad hand producing a few muffled clangs upon the proxy's metal exterior and once more making the poor thing bob a little too much in midair. Not to be outdone by a human of all things, she too ends up downing her newly received drink while it's still burning. Her reaction is... Noticeably less animated than the little human mercenary's. She clenches her fist and inhales deeply, opening her eyes after exhaling.
"Whew! Now that's a drink!" The woman exclaims, using her mouth to rip a piece of roasted meat right off the bone to serve as a chaser. She was definitely going to have to ask what spices they used for this stuff so that she could try and make it herself. Aegia doubted that the Reaping Olympians would allow her to simply hang around in their dojo to eat their food, unfortunately. She made a mental note, before glancing to the side after something had moved in her peripheral vision.
"Takar? Is that you? Ahaha, I hadn't realized you were here! Come, come take a seat!" Aegia was -by far- the loudest Tenno in the room at the moment; not that that bothered her in the slightest as she didn't particularly mind the extra attention. She'd also noted the appearance of another Rhino, whom she would have to meet with in due time. It was surprisingly rare for her to spy another Rhino, out in the wild as it were.
"The feeling is mutual! Glad to see a face I recognize."
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"Ahaha! Now this is a dojo that knows how to treat it's guests!" Aegia boisterously exclaims to no one in particular as she sits down at the head of a nearby table in the buffet hall.
In her hands she held two massive plates of food, piled high with all that the buffet had to offer. Stacks upon stacks of plates sat upon the table already, clearly denoting that the huge, amazonian-proportioned woman had already been eating the Reaping Olympians out of house and home. But when you're as much of a powerhouse as Aegia, this was the sort of meal you had to eat to maintain your energy. The She-Rhino tears into her food with all of the grace and elegance of a Kubrow (but at least she uses the silverware... For the most part.) And --despite the fervor at which she was devouring the food at hand-- there was little to no mess to be cleaned.
Except for the plates. The plates were piling up.
But she would take care of that later.She had noted a few familiar faces when she arrived here, but otherwise hadn't made an effort to socialize with anyone. Not yet anyway. There was food to be eaten, and drink to be quaffed! She watches a scene unfold a little ways away, of some poor little human downing a flaming glass of... Something. Strangely, Aegia didn't recognize the drink he was having. She took stock of the various leftover glasses from the previous beverages she'd ordered. But nothing stuck out as being on fire when she had drank it. Which was strange, as Aegia had assumed she'd managed to order every drink the dojo had to offer.
Aegia idly rips off a piece of meat from the bone using her mouth, waiting until the serving osprey floats by. She grabs the little proxy out of the air, holding it by it's "head" and pulling it in close before turning it so that the ocular sensor could see the human agent downing the flaming glass of whatsit.
She points. "Whatever it is the little human just ordered, as big as you can make it!"
Aegia sends the osprey on it's way with a couple little pats on the "head," but even the lightest of those still would cause the once-Corpus proxy to bob dangerously in midair.
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Let's go again!
SpoilerName: Aegia
Aliases: The She-Rhino
Species: Tenno
Gender: Female
Apparent Age: 25
Mental Age: 55
Biological Age: 1736
Personality: Despite her towering physique, Aegia is actually quite cheerful. In a word: bubbly. The She-Rhino is boisterous and intense, with a tendency to get quite excited over things, be they mundane or important. However she is still a Tenno, and while she may enjoy laughing and camaraderie, she knows when to focus on the mission. As a close friend of hers once said: "There's a time and a place for everything." (And while that may be true, she still finds her own amusement on the battlefield.) Aegia is also a very caring Tenno, and would not hesitate to take a few hits for a fellow ally, after all if anyone can take them, it's her. She enjoys close combat in its fullest, and sees it as an art form in and of itself, and will happily spar with another to get to know them better.
Appearance: Aegia stands at an imposing height of 7'3" and has the musculature to back it up. Her features are surprisingly soft, save for the Void scarring left along her body, which shows most prominently upon her back; the extent of the Void scarring on her face however are 4 tendrils that extend up her neck and cheeks and end right underneath her eyes. These glow in tandem with her energy usage, as well as being used for a measure of excitement/emotion (e.g. they pulse or "breathe" during intense sparring sessions). She sports a head of long, brown hair which she keeps braided in a single chain. Aegia wears a muted, dark blue and gold Prime Rhino Warframe plus Thrakk Helmet, with golden accents, as well as being somewhat bulkier due to the needs of a symbiote-Tenno such as a shield generator.
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Brief History: Aegia has been scouring the Origin system acting as a sort of "historian." At least that's what she would tell you anyway. She has been doing her best to catalog and record all traces of the fallen Orokin empire in an effort to gain a better understanding of them, and by extension, herself. She is especially fond of texts detailing their fighting styles, and does her best to emulate as much of them as she can. (She also has a hobby of collecting ayatan sculptures, as she finds them cute.) She has decided to assist the Reaping Olympians because with the Corpus's history of hoarding Orokin technology, if she is particularly lucky there may be more than just credits in that Corpus guild they plan on raiding. But with the surplus of credits she'll undoubtedly be able to procure more Orokin artifacts.
Equipment: A Palatine warhammer that she never parts with. A Corinth shotgun, and a pair of AkJagara
Skills and Abilities: As a massive 7'3" behemoth in a Rhino Warframe, there are few things that can forcefully move Aegia out of the way. In addition, her particular fighting style utilizes her hammer's sheer weight and inertia to fluidly move around the battlefield, easily keeping up with faster allies and enemies once given time to get into a good rhythm. Aegia regularly uses her Iron Skin offensively by violently dispelling it as shrapnel with the equivalent force of an explosive. And since there's so much of it needed to cover her, that's quite a lot of very sharp, very fast ferrite. While using the Corinth, she will occasionally use a Stomp to stasis an area before firing grenades, leaving them suspended in midair before using her hammer to bat them all in a cluster at enemies.
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On 2018-03-27 at 9:52 AM, -AoN-CanoLathra- said:
Takar was about to respond to Aegia's question when she heard a commotion behind her. Turning around quickly, she saw J'kotal go flying away from a Volt warframe that had taken on a rather confused (and fearful) stance.
She turned back to Aegia and said, "Sorry to cut this short, but this looks like a misunderstanding waiting to happen."
She then turned back and, despite her misgivings about it, entered the Void and practically flew over to the incident, dropping back out of the void just a few meters behind Hemlock.
The She-Rhino simply sighs and shakes her head as she watches the Tenno zip away with a shimmer of void energy, leaving her alone once more. She chuckles underneath her breath and sighs, crossing her arms underneath her bust and simply watching the commotion further down the hangar. They hadn't even been briefed yet, and already something had gone wrong.
"These children will certainly make the mission interesting, that's for sure."
And as much as Aegia wanted to simply head inside and wait around for everyone to show up while she tried to seek out their generous employer... It was far too easy to stand and watch, leaning on her hammer all the while. From here it looked as if the Inaros she had spoken with was getting ready to blow away the hapless Volt that had inadvertently started the debacle. But they were being talked down it seemed. The Inaros had also been on edge around her earlier as well, and now he seemed ready to simply fire upon another Tenno. Perhaps Hemlock simply needed to be spoken with more than in passing. Surely there was some root cause.
He was walking away now, but even Aegia, in all her boisterous nature, knew this perhaps wasn't the best time to try and speak with him. A cooldown period was needed. Confident that the situation was under control and didn't need another intervention, this time by the giant Rhino, she turned around and continued on her way.
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On 3/9/2018 at 9:03 AM, -AoN-CanoLathra- said:
As Takar walked towards the Symbiote, she could hear more ships landing behind her, as well as others cutting through the atmosphere on their way in.
Good grief, has every bounty hunter in the system come to this meeting? I thought this was supposed to be a small, quiet affair.
Then, the Symbiote turned around, waved, and practically yelled at her.
Takar was taken back a bit by this. She could tell by her walk that the she-Rhino was boisterous, but she hadn't been expecting her to be that loud.
None-the-less, Takar continued forward until she was within arms reach, extended her hand, and replied;
"Hello, I'm Takar Lathra. May I ask your name?"
Aegia blinked a few times beneath her helm. It was rare that she got to interact with such friendly allies on a regular basis. Most Tenno she encountered were either the silent type or simply cared more about giving themselves a fresh coat of blood-red paint than they did interacting with their fellow warriors. Perhaps it was a side-effect of being children, robbed of a childhood by the Orokin as it were.
It was a breath of fresh air however to meet someone that could simply carry on a conversation.
Aegia returned the Zariman child's handshake as she'd done with the Inaros from before, cementing them (at least in Aegia's mind) as allies.
"I take it you've come for the bounty, yes? Odd that the sum is so high for a mission as simple as this. Perhaps there's some stipulation that we've not been told about. Or perhaps this client is just generous. I can't be sure, though with so many people here already... I'm sure this mission will be interesting nonetheless, don't you think?"
Aegia grins, though the other Tenno can't see it. Though Aegia is sure that her exuberant personality shines through, regardless of armor.
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On 2/10/2018 at 2:14 PM, InfiniumV said:
"Hmm." Was the intitial reply from the Inaros - With a quizzical tilt of his head the Warframe held its gaze for a moment, before placing the Quartakk on its back holster, its stance becoming less rigid - Before it shimmered with a deep orange and the Puppet-Master emerged from within.
Hemlock himself was of average size, with a messy crop of dark blonde hair and with fair facial complexion - His somatic scarring was very substantial, a pale necrotic green growth of tissue that sprouted from his eye sockets to the rest of his face - His expression, however, was a tired, worn out scowl - His eyes had been hidden behind a steel-colored Occular sensor, likely filling the role of a heads up display, linked to his Veneth earpieces.
His attire was colored after the warframe - Pale blue primary, with undertones of grey and black, with orange lighting - Adorned in the Zauba armor, save for the Varida hood that remained unsealed.
As he walked towards the She-Rhino, one'd be able to recognize the stance emblematic to his school - The reserved posture of Unairu, yet he walked hunched over, with his eyes on the ground, at least until he was close enough to return the gesture, quickly turning his head up to see eye-to-eye with the Rhino Prime.
Regardless of the difference in size, with Aegia being two-to-three heads taller than Hemlock was, he returned the handshake - His grip was weak as to be expected, but firm enough to give away the fact that he had woken from the dream some time ago now.
"Well, I imagine you'll get along just fine with the folks here, given enough time, that is." Hemlock began, returning his hand to his side,
"After all, you don't quite seem like the type that'd shoot this place up if ya' felt like it."
The teen eased his posture, his previously alert state dying down after the confirmation that at least one of the Tenno here was a definite friendly, as far as the crewmen of Hystruc were concerned. If Takar wished to speak to him, she certainly wouldn't have to wait as Hemlock would quickly put his index & middle fingers to one of his earpieces - If Aegia listened hard enough she'd likely be able to hear an wizened voice - Likely their would-be employer was relaying orders - Not just to Hemlock, but likely all crewmen present at this section of the facility.
"Well, Rhino, If you're wonderin' where to go from here, I'd say to take a hike o'er there -" Hemlock would point to the left of the anterior doorways at the rear of the Hangar. "Our little guide will be coming along shortly, so just hang around there - Word of advice, Put yer 'elmet on - The retainer can be a tad...loud. Now if you don't mind, I'll have to see to some of our...guests. Good day."Aegia made sure that her grip wasn't too tight as to not inadvertently crush the Zariman child's limb. While she knew they weren't as fragile as they looked, she didn't want to hurt someone that didn't deserve it. She saw the darkened circles beneath his eyes and knew. It was the kind of tired that sleep couldn't fix.
"Perish the thought, friend. I would never turn on my allies, I am a woman of my word."
She gives a curt nod to Hemlock before coiling up her braid and donning her helmet, the automatic seal hissing shut and dampening all sound before it became clear and crisp again. As the HUD appeared her feed was updated with multiple IFFs from the individuals who had already accepted their IDs. Aegia began her leisurely walk into the base proper, though not before noting another familiar sound. Much like she had heard before, she recognized the sound of footsteps. These were much more frantic, but were reserved, as if the owner of these footsteps were making sure to keep some semblance of decorum and not sprint.
A power-walk.
Aegia turns her head and looks over her shoulder at the approaching individual. It was another of the Zariman children. Aegia instinctively slowed her pace now that someone was trying to speak with her. The She-Rhino gives a little wave with her free hand and stops outright, placing said hand upon her hip as she waits for the Tenno.
"Greetings!" The woman nearly yells across the hangar (when it was clearly unneeded). "Need something, friend?"
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On 1/24/2018 at 8:24 PM, InfiniumV said:
Regardless, he held the chip in between his left hands index & middle fingers, and brought his Quartakk to the ready - As prepared as he could be in the event that the worst comes to pass. With his trusty rifle held in a ready, but not hostile stance and surrounded by the orange scarab swarm, he made his way to the Symbiote-Type. The Inaros' stance was tense - As if he was predicting the rise of hostilities...
"Greetings, Tenno." The young voice echoed out from the technocyte golem.
"I understand that you're here for that little mission Hystruc has offered." He continued, the Quartakk held firmly in his grip.
The Zariman child was running through his head the best means to counteract the Rhino should she prove to be an enemy to the workers here. Despite the fact that she seemed far from hostile, Hemlock was unwilling to leave out the potential for hostilities to yet arise.
Setting his rifle to an idle stance at his side, he offered his left hand to the She-Rhino - The data chip glowing softly in-between his fingers.
"Here, your ID. You'll need this to make sure the workers 'ere know you're on their side. Can I count on you being compliant with the rules during your stay here, Rhino?" The pale-blue Inaros spoke plainly, but there still was a tad of an edge to his words, as if he didn't approve of the Tenno's presence...Clip... Clip... Clip... Clip...
Familiar sounds to the She-Rhino. Footsteps. Aegia tilted her head just slightly, trying to get a good feel for the mood behind these steps. It wasn't nervous, no, not completely anyway. It lacked the same subtleties that the symbiotes had. The varied personalities that inhabited them. No, just like she had confirmed before from afar, this Tenno did not inhabit their Warframe. Aegia wondered just how far away this one could be at this very moment. She could guess, but she wasn't particularly intimate with the knowledge of transference interfaces.
The footsteps had stopped.
They'd stopped a few meters away actually, not far enough that she couldn't reach with her hammer, mind, but far enough away that it would be an ordeal to land a blow, were she of a mind to do so. Of course, Aegia was not the sort of Tenno to simply turn on her own brethren at the drop of a credit. In fact, she was almost confused as to why this Tenno in particular seemed so wary of her. It was different for the crewmen, they knew they were a hair's breadth away from death at any moment around Tenno. Perhaps it was just the way the Zariman children were around such Tenno like her. Another in a long line of questions she would find few, if any, answers for.
As she stands she uses her hammer as leverage, muscles flexing from beneath the techno-organic bodysuit as she lifted herself up to her towering height. Now the hammer didn't seem quite oversized. She can see a few ships docking, but she couldn't pay attention to them, not when someone was addressing her.
"Hmm?" Aegia turns around to meet face to face (or as much as face to face was possible) with the Inaros getting her attention. She speaks with a voice that almost seems like it's barely contained, like she was making a concerted effort to keep her voice down. "Aha! That I am, that I am! I was meditating out here for some time, waiting for an ID to be given to me but it seems that I'm a tad too... Menacing for some of the crew here. I would say I don't know why, but well..."
She gestures to herself with her left hand, adding a little flourish at the end as if to say "just look at me!" before cocking her head to the right and noting her hammer that she's resting easily upon her shoulder. The woman graciously takes the ID, it seeming rather small in comparison to her, and does her best to attach it near her chest.
"Oh you won't have to worry about me any! I'm perfectly compliant. I may have been on ice for a few hundred years but I was still taught how to act properly beforehand. You have my word."
Aegia sets her hammer down upon its head gently (or about as gently as she can manage without denting the floor) and holds out her right hand to the Inaros, placing her left arm behind her against her lower back. The traditional Tenno handshake, of course.
"Hopefully this ID will make the crewmen less skittish around me, eh? I rarely get the chance to simply talk with someone!"
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Aegia was early.
Aegia hated being early.
Well, "hate" was a strong word. In fact it was a stretch to say that the She-Rhino hated anything. It was an emotion that, while understandable, she harbored none of it. Suffice to say, she did not particularly enjoy being early, or alone. While drifting in a nearby nebula, her Orbiter had begun to notify her of a transmission being broadcast. It was a soft, subtle pinging sound that pulsed throughout the confines of her Orbiter that had gotten her attention whilst she was busy inspecting a few of her Ayatan scultpures. Her Cephalon, Alhazred, calmly informed her of the message, as well as its underlying encryption which was quickly breached to expose the coordinates, as well as the temporary ID, and a curious "Doorbell.exe" file. After Alhazred had explained what this mission would entail, there was no possible way that Aegia could say no.
She did after all believe herself to be a protector of sorts.
But now, after having been piloted through a rather relaxing storm all things considered, and having landed with very little ceremony involved (save for navigating through a scenic canyon, and the occasional nervous glance upon seeing the clearly Tenno-origin ship land) Aegia finds herself meditating upon one of the docking platforms located in the primary docking array. As a symbiote-Tenno, or Mk. I Tenno as some have called her, she finds the act of sitting exposed to the elements almost cathartic in a way. The occasional sting of ice bouncing off of her Warframe or her cheek, coupled with the winds that howled along the mountain range made for an idyllic, if somewhat bleak mood for inward reflection. And thanks to their reputation as unflinching, unfeeling, murderers, any wayward crewman of the station gave her a wide berth.
So the large She-Rhino sits, cross legged, with her left hand resting upon her left knee, and her right grasping the vertical handle of the massive Palatine hammer she wields; it's head resting upon the ground as her bangs are occasionally jostled by the wind. The golden void scarring upon her face breathes slowly, fading in its intensity only to slowly glow brightly once more over time. The Corinth is slung across her back, and the AkJagara reside on either thigh, respectively, safeties on as she resided in friendly space. Her own self-reflection is cut short however by two things:
The sounds of a conversation that she overhears, mostly involving talk of how there may be quite a few other Tenno showing up. Of course, curiosity is not so easily beaten back, and so Aegia turns her head to observe an Inaros speaking with what at a distance appeared to be a Nox. Something felt different about that one however, but she couldn't quite place the feeling. Soon the thought slipped from her mind like so many others that had before it, and it was of little consequence to her. Judging from the way the other Tenno carried themselves however, as well as the general design of the Warframe, Aegia could tell.
It was one of the Zariman children.
A puppeteer, a man behind a curtain, one whose Oro resided not within the frame, but within themselves, those who had recently awoken for the second time. Such thoughts were the norm of course, but Aegia held no ill-will towards this generation of Tenno. She simply could not fathom not being on the battlefield herself, in the thick of things, feeling the rush of speed, the recoil of a rifle, the impact of an energy projectile against her shields, the sensation of a bullet piercing her Warframe, the feeling of her own warm, wet life essence. It was what it truly meant to be alive in a sense.
The second thing that got her attention was the sound of a myriad engines, most of them belonging to the landing craft of her fellow Tenno. And once more Aegia found herself smiling at the prospect of meeting new people. She stands, turning in the direction of the sounds she hears... And waits.
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6 minutes ago, InfiniumV said:
Oh dear, this is looking to be quite the mess already!
Just to check, is Aegia all good to go and do I have the greenlight to post in the IC? I made the requested edits as asked, and I just wanna make sure beforehand.
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3 hours ago, Ghost333 said:
I remember Aegia.
Must...suppress...urge to write...flirty Lyse...
Edit: Oh god she and Lyse are alike in personality HELP I CANNOT SUPPRESS THESE UNCLEAN DESIRES
+100 stress
Ghost333's resolve is tested...
PARANOIDDazed...
Reeling...
About to break...
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7 minutes ago, InfiniumV said:
Well, as I said - As long as you keep Aegia's Rhino Prime as stock Rhino Prime, and tone down her bust to an acceptable level, then yes, she gets her stamp of approval. So perhaps go & edit that for future reference.
Also, Knew I Knew something after all, I remember lurking around on the WF roleplay threads. Hell, I remember when there wasn't a separate roleplay forum to play on, only the thread of...Ash and Fire, I think it was called?
Alrighty, I've fixed the bits of her bio and included an addendum to the appearance spoiler, as well as an extra link to less... Amazonian proportions. I think we should be good to go now.
I remember those good ol' days. Though it took me a bit to actually register a profile, by that time the RP section had branched off.
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22 minutes ago, InfiniumV said:
Aegia? Do pardon me, but the name sounds very familiar. First thing comes to mind was that old bar-rp hosted by Yuikami. That you perchance?
Regardless, there's only one or two things I see that could be a problem.
The modification of the Rhino Prime warframe - That'd require some great degree of genetic fudging to do in-universe, and the people who could have done it, that being the Orokin, likely wouldn't have especially at the time. Any attempt to structurally alter it would only result in an attempt to "heal" the missing parts every time it attempted to reform after being dismissed.
In addition, the Prime Warframes were utilized before the Zariman-Types were even a thing - At the time, even though the Orokin could field in quantity, the old Symbiote-Tenno still took so long to gestate into their forms that the Orokin were forced to utilize quality as well.
It was only after Margulis' advent of the Dream that finally allowed the Orokin to simply deploy them to such a degree, and start cutting corners to make their ends meet.
Secondly, the scale of her, *Ahem*, Her bust. I'll allow her to be advantaged in the sense when compared to others, as per your request in her bio, but not to the sheer degree in the art. Allright?
Though I don't see why you needed to so concerned - After reading through her application, I noticed the Symbiote-Type in the app, so that means you took the time to read it. And besides, I'm not one to just boot another player right out from the get go, only those that refuse to change to fit the circumstance.
So other than those two things I mentioned, everything else is in order.Like I said to Maine, the art reference was simply a reference to get a better feel for her appearance. I'm all for toning it down to a more realistic degree, it was simply (in my opinion) the best representation of her, featurewise, armorwise, colorwise, etc. etc. I could have posted a more realistic depiction but both the colors and void scarring would be wrong, so I opted to weather this storm instead, so to speak.
And for the modifications to the Warframe, that was mostly my own poor word choice due to a myriad things, one possibly being sleep deprivation. If there's anything I need to edit in my original post to make sure the sheet gets the stamp of approval, then by all means, do say so.
And yes, if by "old bar rp" you mean Hound and Rats, I frequented there with this character.
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6 minutes ago, Agent_Maine said:
I'm more worried that you probably put blood, sweat, tears,
countless repressed memories, and copious amounts of unnecessary backstory into why, uh, her chest area is so big. Like, Jesus, how is that physically POSSIBLE?Void Magic :^)
That and the artwork was a gift to meI posted it for an appearance reference and nothing more, so it's a moot point really, unlikely to come up in any roleplay sense save for descriptions.
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1 minute ago, Agent_Maine said:
*Looks at linked image*
I know, you'd think I were some sort of degenerate had I not actually put in blood, sweat, tears,
countless repressed memories,and copious amounts of unnecessary backstory for this ongoing character of... 5 or so years now. Can you imagine? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯[SLIGHTLY FORCED AND UNCOMFORTABLE LAUGHTER]
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It's been actual years since I've last participated in an RP on the forums, and I can think of no other to hop into to shake the rust off. Let's get right down to brass
tacksnails and start hammering away at this character sheet before I head on off to dreamland. That way I can wake up to the sweet, sweet sound of rejection.Name: Aegia
Apparent Age: 25
Actual Age: 1736
Appearance: Aegia stands at an imposing height of 7'3" and has the musculature to back it up. Her features are surprisingly soft, save for the Void scarring left along her body, which shows most prominently upon her back; the extent of the Void scarring on her face however are 4 tendrils that extend up her neck and cheeks and end right underneath her eyes. These glow in tandem with her energy usage, as well as being used for a measure of excitement/emotion (e.g. they pulse or "breathe" during intense sparring sessions). She sports a head of long, brown hair which she keeps braided in a single chain. Aegia wears a muted, dark blue and gold Prime Rhino Warframe plus Thrakk Helmet, with golden accents, as well as being somewhat bulkier due to the needs of a symbiote-Tenno such as a shield generator.
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https://i.imgur.com/BdazIPT.jpgMore on my profile but this should suffice. Obviously her bust size is not as pronounced as this. Use the above link for general musculature, height, colors, etc. and use the below for more believable proportions.
Personality: Despite her towering physique, Aegia is actually quite cheerful. In a word: bubbly. The She-Rhino is boisterous and intense, with a tendency to get quite excited over things, be they mundane or important. However she is still a Tenno, and while she may enjoy laughing and camaraderie, she knows when to focus on the mission. As a close friend of hers once said: "There's a time and a place for everything." (And while that may be true, she still finds her own amusement on the battlefield.) Aegia is also a very caring Tenno, and would not hesitate to take a few hits for a fellow ally, after all if anyone can take them, it's her. She enjoys close combat in its fullest, and sees it as an art form in and of itself, and will happily spar with another to get to know them better.
Affiliation: None to speak of. Aegia has not allied herself with any particular Syndicate, but she does most closely identify with the beliefs of the Arbiters of Hexis, from what few dealings she has had with them.
MO: Aegia particularly enjoys escort missions, as it allows her to protect others while at the same time being able to grind things into a fine, red paste. It also allows her to meet new people, and Aegia absolutely loves meeting new people. And besides, who doesn't enjoy credits?
Personal Equipment: None to speak of other than a semi-padded undersuit worn underneath her Warframe, which contains the most of the recesses that her armor segments itself into.
Weaponry: Her favorite weapon: A massive Palatine warhammer, weighing a considerable amount heavier than others of its ilk. Aegia would tell you that it weighs a ton, but this is simply hyperbole.
A Corinth Tenno shotgun
And a pair of AkJagara to deal with targets at longer ranges.
She wields all of these with surprising fluidity, switching between them on the fly with the ease and grace that is to be expected of a Tenno... However that isn't to say there is no savagery involved in her technique.Companions: None to speak of. While Aegia finds Kubrows both fluffy and adorable, and Sentinels moreso (minus the fluffy part) she prefers the company of other Tenno on missions. She will however happily find time to interact with them should the chance arise.
And that should do it. Let me know if anything needs a'changing and I can get right to it.
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The Limbo let out a slightly nervous chuckle as the Cephalon coolly analyzes his words. Even as Ancilla finishes speaking Null is silent for a few moments, mulling over his response in his head. "I highly doubt the presence of another Tenno that I could get along with as well as I do with you, Ancilla, on this ship or otherwise. I simply do not find other Tenno appealing in a social capacity." His thoughts turned to the others that had tried to "rescue" him, and he grit his teeth, just for a moment, one moment that was nigh invisible to those not paying attention. He smiled softly at the Cephalon's drone and drummed his fingers upon his knee. "I find you alluring in a way that flesh and blood can't compare to."
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Ringing ears... Blurred vision... Unsteady breathing... Null's heart thudded against his chest painfully, so much so that he winced as he did his best to hide what emotion had already shown through. 'Push it back down... Back down... Back into the depths. You are not to be seen like this. They'll approach, they'll pry, they always pry.' The Limbo growled, deep and low in his throat. 'Even through the helmet they can tell, it's uncanny...' He placed his hand upon the control surface, watching as the doors open. Stepping inside, he turned and watched as Ancilla's drone followed. Another swipe of his hand along the control surface inside and the doors closed, allowing him to relax, if only slightly. He let his weight rest upon the wall and let out a long sigh as his helmet seemed to melt away, liquid flowing down his neck and disappearing into the rest of his frame. A deep breath in, filling his lungs with clean air. A beat of silence passed before he turned his gaze to the drone currently sharing the lift with him. He gave a soft smile, as much as he could muster in his sorry state. He would get better, once he calmed, but for now he could only give the Cephalon his weary, dark circled attention. "Ancilla... My apologies for taking you away most... Unceremoniously." As the lift doors opened, signalling their arrival on the next deck, Null stood up straighter as his pulse slowed.
"Please, if you could just follow me a bit further, I can discuss this with you." Gold tipped boots clack gently upon the floor as he steps out and makes his way towards one of the observation decks, quickening his pace as he passed the refectory. Soon enough however, Null and his Cephalon companion stood alone on the deck, overlooking the vast expanse of stars and scattered white-gold debris from the tower. It was truly a sight to behold... But Null was not here for mere sightseeing. Pulling up a chair, he took a seat facing Ancilla's drone, meeting its lens with his eyes as he leaned forward just slightly and let his right forearm rest upon his right thigh, whilst his left hand found its resting place upon his left knee. After just a moment to collect his thoughts, Null began.
"Ancilla, I... Must thank you for providing me someone to speak with all this time. From what little background you were able to pull on me, you must already know that my relations with other Tenno are... Tenuous at best. This is not why I've brought you here, however." He chuckles softly before continuing. "I will not dodge the twofold topic, however. The nature of my project is thus: I wish to create a body for you, Ancilla."
The sound of silence permeated the air for just a moment.
"Do you find this strange? Aha... I suppose it's to be expected. But, if you would allow me to explain. You see, I've given this much thought while aboard the Manifold. I wondered why a Cephalon such as yourself did not have a human-like proxy for interaction aboard the ship. Sure, while the specters are a viable option, they lack an individuality, a sense of feeling, a sense of closeness, I suppose." Null tented his fingers and drummed the tips together, the metallic plating creating a barely audible clinking sound as he spoke with the Cephalon. "You are of course, in charge of the crew's wellbeing. But i find it peculiar that you would limit housing yourself to just the Manifold. I could create you a body that would allow you to freely roam these halls to your heart's content, to allow firsthand inspection of the crew, in fact. Another body to add to the crew to assist in tasks requiring a stronger, more dexterous touch, even." If nothing else, the Limbo seemed rather enthusiastic about this project. "But I do not pride myself on deceit, and I must tell you that this project is as much for my sake as it is yours." His heart began to thump louder, faster. "The longer I stay aboard this ship... The fonder I grow of you in particular, Cephalon Ancilla. It's something I just can't place. I deeply enjoy the time that I spend with you..." He closes his eyes for just a moment, thinking on what to say next. "I feel a visceral affection towards you, and I can't very well shake it." Null relaxed just a bit more, as if weight had been relieved from his shoulders, though only time would tell if it had been removed altogether, or simply transferred to a certain tertiary Cephalon.
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*snip*
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The innermost thoughts of Null were a bit like the Rift plane itself. Colourful, silent, limited to only himself... It suited him. And like the Rift, while his thoughts could not affect the outside world, he was still aware of what went on. And he could affect the world in whatever way he wished, when he deemed it appropriate to do so. Right now? He turned to look at the small drone proxy that Ancilla had chosen to manifest herself in. Yes, it was such a simple thing... Reminiscent of a Corpus Osprey. It was so dull... So utterly lifeless. It lacked any aesthetic beauty. It seemed to have been made with only most basic functionality in mind. It... Disgusted him. Like the Grineer and their horrid "machines" -if they could even be called that- did. The Corpus were only marginally better, if only because their tech was made for the highest bidder. No, the issue with theirs was the planned obsolescence, they created their robotics with the intent for them to break... There was no heart, no empathy, no love...
It was awful. Technology should be beautiful, it should flow gracefully. 'The Orokin mechanists knew this... They knew this well. Their towers.... So pristine... So beautiful...' Null took a deep breath and exhaled, drawing himself out of his thoughts again. His piercing green gaze darted between the nature Tenno and the drone a few times, before the latter addressed him and his lack of response. He had been absorbed in the act of simply staring at the tablet that Maina had dropped at her feet out of surprise... She made no effort to reach for it, no effort to remove it from the floor, why? As he opened his mouth to speak however, he was unceremoniously cut off by the lithe Banshee's words and actions. He reached out a hand to stop her, though stopped himself as he listened to her speak, lowering his hand to his side. His gold plated fingertips tapped impatiently upon his thigh as he listened to the Tenno speak. 'Quiet. Be quiet...' The Limbo grit his teeth covertly, showing no outward signs of emotion to his fellow Tenno. He knew her type, so bubbly and cheerful, trying to weaken his guard, trying to befriend him. How dare she. How dare she even begin to think of herself as an acquaintance of his. She was just like her. Thinking things were fine and dandy, even during combat...
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Drizzling rain... It was pouring now. The waves reacted in turn, slamming against the metal supports in vain. "Ahaha! Come! Come, dance with me, clones of a broken age!"A voice? The sounds of cleanly cut metal grinding against flesh... A dull wet thud that mixed with the sounds of the waves and the rain.
Different.
It was different.
Why laughter?This one was different than the first... The dichotomy was intense, like that of the sun... The sun... The sun...
"Is that the best that you can do?! You fight among your fallen comrades like cowards, and when they come back to haunt you, you cannot even bring yourself to destroy them as well!"
She had brought back their dead to fight alongside her... But they were disposable. Disposable like the rest of her enemies.
Disposable...Suddenly, the sound of detonite... The viscous liquid being forced along its chemical reaction... The metal shook and shuddered, groaning under the sheer force of artificial nature.
Silence.
No... Not quite.
Dragging metal... Another liquid... Not rain... Not the detonite...
Something else.She no longer danced like before... No longer slicing through their ranks with a prismatic blade... 1... 2... Th-... No, 2 were gone. One leg... One arm.
Yet still she lived. She clung to life.Then, He came. From the spires reaching to the clouds, he descended. Wading through the sea above the water, he came to her. She, Master over death itself, now lay at her own doorstep and looked up at him. "Ha... Haha, looks like I really bit off a bit more than I could chew... Eh?" He didn't listen, his eyes looked at her, and around her, focused upon the glimmering blade near her.
"Gimme a hand, eh?" She chuckled, "we'll get me patched up, get you offa this rig, it'll be a nice little bonding session." She extended her functional hand to him, but he did not see it.In his hands, he held firmly the metal grip. He felt the weight of it in his hands, the weight of something so perfectly designed to take a life. He ran a hand along its blade, wiping away the crimson that marred its pristine state. What did it feel like, he wondered...
A shimmering, dazzling rainbow that arced through, cutting the air, exerting its colour over the falling rain.
So cleanly.
So beautifully.Another sound mixed with the rain and waves that day. She would find her home in the waves as well.
Maina stood there, arms outstretched as if waiting for applause. Sweat rolled down Null's forehead, along the contours of his face. He did not care for the fact that Ancilla could read his vitals, he could only wonder what they said about him now. But that thought was simply in passing. The glare of green from the Limbo was... Frightening, to say the least. In one swift motion, he snapped his thumb and middle finger of his left hand, pointing it towards his hat, which was immediately enveloped in the Rift, the telltale white energy surrounding it. Now between the planes, it fell through the plant it was currently perched on. Before it could hit the ground, the remainder of Null's helmet reformed around his head as he snapped his other fingers on his right hand, sending himself into the Rift so that he could grab his "hat" and place it back upon his head. One more snap of his right fingers and he was once more back on the physical plane. Underneath his helm, he narrowed his eyes at the Banshee, before snatching up the tablet currently at her feet, and the cactus he had been carrying along. He thrust the two back at her chest, making sure she had a hold of them before he let go. "The dataslate holds a wealth of information. It should not be mistreated as so." He spoke in a calm, measured voice, holding the barest hint of shake within it.
Exhaling and turning on his heel to face Ancilla's proxy, he ignored whatever musings that Maina may have had for him as he spoke. "Tenno Abra is on his way here, and can be briefed about your idea, Ancilla. I need to speak with you privately." He turned the rest of the way around, his back to the Banshee, and began to leave the way he came, before stopping a few steps forward and looking over his shoulder to the drone that may or may not have been following him. "Please?" There was no upward inflection to indicate that it was a question however, though it was meant with no ire. His hands clenched into fists, and relaxed, over and over. It was much more noticeable than the way they shook. He would undoubtedly calm down on his way to... Wherever he chose to head towards, he simply had to be out of this general area. Away from that Tenno. Away from other Tenno. He had something very, very important to speak with Ancilla about. Something he had been planning for quite awhile. But right now, it was a project that he needed to undertake to calm his nerves.
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Null had retreated from the conversation, if only a little bit. He had much preferred conversing with the tertiary Cephalon than he did with another Tenno. Though he only thought it polite to give a slight, halfhearted wave back at her. It was as much as he was going to muster for the duration of this little encounter. "Pleasure to meet you." Short, curt, brief. This is what he had hoped this chance little meeting would be like. Though he had this niggling little feeling that this wouldn't be the case, seeing as she had been reading to the plants. Null couldn't help but shake the feeling that Ancilla would find her presence and natural affinity with the plants somehow useful to the little project that the Cephalon wanted to undertake. It wasn't that the extra help wasn't appreciated, quite the contrary.
Null just didn't like other Tenno.
Or Grineer. Or Corpus. Or pretty much any other humanoid that existed within physical space. He didn't mesh well with them, all that flesh and blood sitting there, judging him with their every slight movement. Null would tap the gold tip of one of his feet upon the ground, the sharp clicking drawing his thoughts back to the physical plane. For some reason, Null seemed to think that introducing him to Maina were the Cephalon's way of a playful joke. She of course had most of the information on him, surely she was aware that other Tenno weren't really his forte. And on the offchance that she didn't, since she could monitor vital signs, she certainly did now.
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Hroltz couldn't help but grin at being addressed so formally. "Ha, drop the formality, miss. This is supposed ta be a place ta relax." He closely examined the barrel to make sure no imperfections could be found, before nodding to himself and beginning to put the rifle back together. "Just call me Hroltz, 's'my name after all." He bore the same insignia as she did upon his left shoulder, the cracked shield wreathed in silk. Turning his head to see her again, the man smiled once more. "Ya don't sound too relaxed though. But with this war, I s'pose that's a rarity these days." With his rifle pieced back together, he turned the safety on and set it aside, starting to clean off the muck on his helmet. "You been condemned to that forsaken moon too, eh?" He shook his head as he looked into the visor on his helm. "s'not a fate I'd wish upon anyone, I can tell you that much." His stare grows distant as some memories begin to trickle back in, but a hard blink and a tight grip on his helmet bring him back.
"My apologies miss, didn't mean ta ramble like that. I haven't even asked yer name." Sometimes, Hroltz wondered if the whole system had forgotten what kindness even was. But he couldn't blame them. In times like these, it drove people to their limits and brought out the most primal of emotions: Fear, hate, anger. Everything that helped them to survive was pushed to the forefront of their mind. Hroltz had simply gone through enough to realize this.
The Setup | 2018 (IC)
in Role Playing
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The She-Rhino can't help but giggle a bit at the unamused, resigned tone that Lucas took with her upon being plopped into her lap. She pats his head as gently as she can and grins.
"Ahaha! It's good to see you again, Lucas. I trust that you've been well, or at least keeping your nose out of any trouble."
The overly-friendly Tenno wraps her arms around the human mercenary and hugs him tightly. Perhaps she was slightly intoxicated, perhaps she simply liked teasing and messing with the poor, unlucky individual. A myriad explanations could be generated, but at the end of the day, Lucas was still trapped on Aegia's lap. On the bright side however, she served as a rather comfortable seat to recline upon.
"What is it that brings you to this side of the system, hm? Fame or fortune?"
As the serving osprey floats by and Lucas orders from it, Aegia adds an addendum. "Get me one of whatever he's ordered. I'll cover his charges too."