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The Borg Queen is a good comparison.

Her quest is to better her race by assimilating all others into the collective. All voices become one, but still unique inside the hive.

Thr borg functions like parts of a machine, divided into units, sections, clusters. The Queen are linked to all and have a supreme Voice.

Or as she says when confronted with the fact the Borg are not individuals.

"I am Borg."

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One thing I am curious about though, if Baphomet was an actual thing, would he still posess the knowledge and sanity to repeat his sucess with the virus?

In other words, to create followers, Desciples with his strain? That in turn would lead to a kind of evolution;

One hive is the Infestation we know.

One hive is the Mutalist Empire.

One hive is Baphomet controlled.

Hive Wars ensue, Sentients return, fun begins!

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One thing I am curious about though, if Baphomet was an actual thing, would he still posess the knowledge and sanity to repeat his sucess with the virus?

In other words, to create followers, Desciples with his strain? That in turn would lead to a kind of evolution;

One hive is the Infestation we know.

One hive is the Mutalist Empire.

One hive is Baphomet controlled.

Hive Wars ensue, Sentients return, fun begins!

 

Warframe: Brood War

 

(brb, altering Starcraft quotes to be said by Warframe characters...)

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I think I need to draw a picture of Baphomet holding up the broken body of the 'pretender' Alad V...

 

...inb4 Skree comes in here and tells me off.

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But there are separate hives or all of the form part of the big one?

 

I see Alad more dominated by infestation than dominating it, and with that I see the infestation choosing him more as developer more than as leader.

 

He have increased the infestation arsenal in a very "pain in the &#!" way.

 

Talking about that, what about infestation using warframes? You know, the Mesa in Patient Zero.

 

Soon a Mutalist Zanuka...

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But there are separate hives or all of the form part of the big one?

 

I see Alad more dominated by infestation than dominating it, and with that I see the infestation choosing him more as developer more than as leader.

 

He have increased the infestation arsenal in a very "pain in the !" way.

 

Talking about that, what about infestation using warframes? You know, the Mesa in Patient Zero.

 

Soon a Mutalist Zanuka...

 

Well, if Dark Sector is anything to go on, Infestation CAN be cut-off from one another (hence Mezner's attempts to reconnect the Infested in Larsia - or whatever - with one another and other such outbreaks across the world) so it's possible that the same could be done with our modern Infestation, resulting in such isolated hives. Though, I'd wager that once they ARE able to reconnect to one another, they'd do so reflexively.

 

The thing about that Mesa frame was that it didn't seem infested, rather just "puppeted" by the Infestation - hell, even Zanuka (which I remind you are made out of Warframe parts) we saw in the Suspicion Shipments even seemed to not be overcome by the Infestation ala Infested Ospreys, but rather surrounded by it. Could be that Warframes are simply immune to Infestation (imo, by virtue of already being their own strain of the Technocyte Virus).

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There has been suspected Hive-technology used by at least the Corpus, probably the Grineer to.

Beecloud and Hivemind are frequent words in Corpus tiles. As in Technocyte being used somehow.

Looking at how the virus got out twice that we know of, and at least in my mind, is a nano-virus; it can have a will and amass a mind given time and numbers and maby hosts are involved to write new instructions.

It has been theorized that the virus is as much the cause for the Orokins Rise as it was their dowfall, even the Neural Sentry infects the captured, turning them into golden warriors.

The virus are generations of code if you will, separate versions of the same program. They are therefore similar, but still incompatible.

The Infested whisper to the warframes "We are your flesh. Why do you kill us? We are the same."

Alad is maby a tool to write new code, a new generation of the virus.

Its ultimate goal? To spread? To try to perfect what is flawed?

Who knows.

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-squints eyes-

 

Wait a minute...

 

What if Mutalist Alad is DE's way of making a character similar to Baphomet, but not 100% the same? Like, an Infested character who somewhat retains a unique personality despite being Infested. I didn't know where I was going with that one.

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-squints eyes-

 

Wait a minute...

 

What if Mutalist Alad is DE's way of making a character similar to Baphomet, but not 100% the same? Like, an Infested character who somewhat retains a unique personality despite being Infested. I didn't know where I was going with that one.

 

Possibly, I'd argue they did the same with Corrupted Vor and Admiral Zet Kuur.

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Possibly, I'd argue they did the same with Corrupted Vor and Admiral Zet Kuur.

I suppose.

 

[Fangirlish squeals can be heard from a distance.]

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Yes, Mesa was "puppeted", but that´s the point. Couldn´t only Tenno make use of the warframes? Is so easy to the infestation to use one as putting a piece of infested meat inside? Well, I imagine it wasn´t so easy as that, but if Alad V could do that one time we could have soon to face more puppeted warframes.

 

And yes, the corpus have the Zanuka, but I would like to know more about it before making an opinion.

 

Warframes can´t be infested because they were made with the Technocyte. At least is that I think. But maybe rewritten. Baphomet´s frame looks very infested (I don´t know if at now Baphomet´s is the frame or the Tenno, could someone make me clear?), maybe because is the "corrupted" version of the frame.

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I would give him a whip instead of a sword so that he had that while evil beastmaster feel to him. But that's about it.

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I kind of imagine Baphomet was a brilliant scientist in the Orokin Biolabs.

I like opposites, so name might have been Dr.Seraph or Dr.Sanguin something like that.

He built a suit of the technocyte yes, a proto-armor of sorts resembling an angel. He was a good man, but lost it when the Empire screwed him over.

He gave himself to the virus and became Baphomet the Betrayer. All in good archvillain tradition.

He waged his war against the Empire and Tenno both, likely responsible for the outbreak and possibly had a hand in the Great Betrayal in the Arena.

He is the greatest threat ever faced and the Archenemy that is still lacking from the Warframe Universe.

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“Dr. Uriel!”

 

The woman in a sealed, bioform lab-suit came bursting through the door, but the motion did not disturb the tall, long-haired man from his work. Perhaps her entrance was marked by a brief pause in his hand movements, but otherwise, Dr. Uriel remained unfazed.

 

“Dr. Kelos, you really need to be more careful when bursting into a live splicing.”

 

He spoke simply and firmly, his eyes locked on the bioforge before him as two live samples were kept delicately apart by pinpoint fields of energy, allowing only select organs to join and merge. Gently, he moved his arms out of the controlled environment and pressed a switch to engage the stasis seal. Locked in time, he could return to the experiment after he had dealt with his excitable assistant.

 

“I’m sorry doctor… but,” Kelos paused for a moment before her eyes grew dark. “…he succeeded. Davis managed to gain control.”

 

The news sank in for a moment and as Uriel’s gaze darted from Kelos to his experiment behind him, the dawning realization started to settle in.

 

“But the Void transference… there’s no way he could have harnessed the neural tremors in such a rudimentary shell.” He said, his words betraying his confusion and rising disbelief. “Get confirmation from the council. Davis is a hack. These… twisted mongrels are not the solution.”

 

“Dr. Uriel,” Kelos interrupted, handing him a data pad, “…The Council has already ruled your work a failure. After the incident on Europa, they are ordering the whole biocolony destroyed and your notes taken for archive.” She added and then frowned, it looks like she was about to say something else, but Uriel continued his protesting.

 

“Impossible! My work saved those people on Mars and Earth. The Cradle itself owes its survival to my weapons! I will take this up with them myself.” He said, starting to remove his gloves, but was stopped when his eyes were drawn to Kelos, her hand now in possession of a flechette Pistol, it’s golden sheen betraying her position as an agent of the council; her real identity.

 

Uriel seemed to sag at the realization of her betrayal. He should have known they would not let his work go without their spies in place.

 

“The council has ordered me to make sure you cannot continue your work, Dr. Uriel.” Kelos said sadly. “If it helps any, I truly believed that you were the answer to our extermination, at least until Europa.”

 

“Kelos,” he pleaded, placing down the pad and calmly moving his other hand to his side. “…you know that we are so close. This experiment could be the last step in gaining full control over the biocolony and ending the threat of the enemy forever.” He added, pleading her with his voice. “You know we can make this right… I just need you to walk away.”

 

“I’m sorry doctor,” Kelos said, even as her finger pulled back. “The Council has decided. The Lost will be our saviors.”

 

The near-silent sounds of a metal shard leaving the magnetic accelerator was only followed by what felt like a tugging sensation on Uriel’s chest. The round had entered over his heart and exited through his spine, the sharp little projectile designed to pierce even the armored seals of his biosuit. With little trauma to the wound, the bleeding was slow and immediate. Looking down, he could see crimson leaving his body and looking back up at her, his tear-filled eyes begged her for an explanation.

 

“The council wanted you alive originally, but I know your type, Doctor.” Kelos said darkly. “I had friends on Europa. Some of them are in your test chambers now – victims of your so-called solution. Do you have any idea how hard it was to watch you work, knowing that the council were biding their time?” She added; her own emotion showing as tears ran down her cheek. “You created an army of horrors. I won’t let you continue.”

 

Another pull at his center of gravity signaled another flechette had silently entered and exited his body, this time in the throat. There was surprisingly little pain, considering the amount of blood his body was losing. As he sank to his knees, Uriel felt a mixture of sadness and anger. The council was simply waiting for Davis to succeed and then he and his life’s work would be ended at the pull of a trigger. Even as he fell back, he could see Kelos walking away, ordering soldiers to take their plasma weapons to the specimens.

 

Uriel lifted his head back to take one last look at his final experiment. He would never know if it would be a success and that he could truly gain control over his ‘children’. As he looked, his eyes narrowed to see that one of the rounds meant for his demise had broken the stasis mechanism and holed the containment chamber. Mobile flesh pushed its way out from the newly made hole and started stretching out, searching for new flesh to consume.

 

Narrowing his eyes in what was a last act of defiance; Doctor Uriel reached into his suit, pulling out an endodermic inoculator, filled with the last part of his final experiment; a viscus, mobile, fluid mixture of changing bio-matter and chemicals. It was not ready for testing, nor was it ready for use, but there was one last chance to prove his worth and perhaps avenge his own death.

 

With the last of his strength, he took the injector and plunged it into his neck, hoping he had enough consciousness to hit the spinal column and pulled the trigger, flooding his system with engineered, foreign tissue. The sickness and nausea hit immediately before the seizures, but the last thing Dr. Uriel saw with his human eyes was the fleshy tendrils of his experiment wrapping around and entering his wrist, devouring suit and skin alike.

 

The Infernis Serum would succeed.

 

It had to.

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I think I need to draw a picture of Baphomet holding up the broken body of the 'pretender' Alad V...

 

...inb4 Skree comes in here and tells me off.

 

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It's allmost like Baphomet is the father come to punish the son for being irresponsible and foolish.

"I gave you the gift of Life. And what have you done with it? Nothing!"

Good job!

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It's allmost like Baphomet is the father come to punish the son for being irresponsible and foolish.

"I gave you the gift of Life. And what have you done with it? Nothing!"

Good job!

 

hey! just like my last family reunion!

 

(and I SWEAR I'll read that lore soon!)

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“Dr. Uriel!”

 

The woman in a sealed, bioform lab-suit came bursting through the door, but the motion did not disturb the tall, long-haired man from his work. Perhaps her entrance was marked by a brief pause in his hand movements, but otherwise, Dr. Uriel remained unfazed.

 

“Dr. Kelos, you really need to be more careful when bursting into a live splicing.”

 

He spoke simply and firmly, his eyes locked on the bioforge before him as two live samples were kept delicately apart by pinpoint fields of energy, allowing only select organs to join and merge. Gently, he moved his arms out of the controlled environment and pressed a switch to engage the stasis seal. Locked in time, he could return to the experiment after he had dealt with his excitable assistant.

 

“I’m sorry doctor… but,” Kelos paused for a moment before her eyes grew dark. “…he succeeded. Davis managed to gain control.”

 

The news sank in for a moment and as Uriel’s gaze darted from Kelos to his experiment behind him, the dawning realization started to settle in.

 

“But the Void transference… there’s no way he could have harnessed the neural tremors in such a rudimentary shell.” He said, his words betraying his confusion and rising disbelief. “Get confirmation from the council. Davis is a hack. These… twisted mongrels are not the solution.”

 

“Dr. Uriel,” Kelos interrupted, handing him a data pad, “…The Council has already ruled your work a failure. After the incident on Europa, they are ordering the whole biocolony destroyed and your notes taken for archive.” She added and then frowned, it looks like she was about to say something else, but Uriel continued his protesting.

 

“Impossible! My work saved those people on Mars and Earth. The Cradle itself owes its survival to my weapons! I will take this up with them myself.” He said, starting to remove his gloves, but was stopped when his eyes were drawn to Kelos, her hand now in possession of a flechette Pistol, it’s golden sheen betraying her position as an agent of the council; her real identity.

 

Uriel seemed to sag at the realization of her betrayal. He should have known they would not let his work go without their spies in place.

 

“The council has ordered me to make sure you cannot continue your work, Dr. Uriel.” Kelos said sadly. “If it helps any, I truly believed that you were the answer to our extermination, at least until Europa.”

 

“Kelos,” he pleaded, placing down the pad and calmly moving his other hand to his side. “…you know that we are so close. This experiment could be the last step in gaining full control over the biocolony and ending the threat of the enemy forever.” He added, pleading her with his voice. “You know we can make this right… I just need you to walk away.”

 

“I’m sorry doctor,” Kelos said, even as her finger pulled back. “The Council has decided. The Lost will be our saviors.”

 

The near-silent sounds of a metal shard leaving the magnetic accelerator was only followed by what felt like a tugging sensation on Uriel’s chest. The round had entered over his heart and exited through his spine, the sharp little projectile designed to pierce even the armored seals of his biosuit. With little trauma to the wound, the bleeding was slow and immediate. Looking down, he could see crimson leaving his body and looking back up at her, his tear-filled eyes begged her for an explanation.

 

“The council wanted you alive originally, but I know your type, Doctor.” Kelos said darkly. “I had friends on Europa. Some of them are in your test chambers now – victims of your so-called solution. Do you have any idea how hard it was to watch you work, knowing that the council were biding their time?” She added; her own emotion showing as tears ran down her cheek. “You created an army of horrors. I won’t let you continue.”

 

Another pull at his center of gravity signaled another flechette had silently entered and exited his body, this time in the throat. There was surprisingly little pain, considering the amount of blood his body was losing. As he sank to his knees, Uriel felt a mixture of sadness and anger. The council was simply waiting for Davis to succeed and then he and his life’s work would be ended at the pull of a trigger. Even as he fell back, he could see Kelos walking away, ordering soldiers to take their plasma weapons to the specimens.

 

Uriel lifted his head back to take one last look at his final experiment. He would never know if it would be a success and that he could truly gain control over his ‘children’. As he looked, his eyes narrowed to see that one of the rounds meant for his demise had broken the stasis mechanism and holed the containment chamber. Mobile flesh pushed its way out from the newly made hole and started stretching out, searching for new flesh to consume.

 

Narrowing his eyes in what was a last act of defiance; Doctor Uriel reached into his suit, pulling out an endodermic inoculator, filled with the last part of his final experiment; a viscus, mobile, fluid mixture of changing bio-matter and chemicals. It was not ready for testing, nor was it ready for use, but there was one last chance to prove his worth and perhaps avenge his own death.

 

With the last of his strength, he took the injector and plunged it into his neck, hoping he had enough consciousness to hit the spinal column and pulled the trigger, flooding his system with engineered, foreign tissue. The sickness and nausea hit immediately before the seizures, but the last thing Dr. Uriel saw with his human eyes was the fleshy tendrils of his experiment wrapping around and entering his wrist, devouring suit and skin alike.

 

The Infernis Serum would succeed.

 

It had to.

Uriel eh? Good choice. I like everything about it, even to the point of me imagining how the Tenno initiative moves forward and the Lotus go online only to discover that he is not dead but have grown an army of his own.

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Uriel eh? Good choice. I like everything about it, even to the point of me imagining how the Tenno initiative moves forward and the Lotus go online only to discover that he is not dead but have grown an army of his own.

 

I liked the idea of calling him something angelic in life. Uriel was supposedly the bearer of the Flaming Sword and buried Adam and Abel. It seemed pretty awesome. A cold and methodical creature fighting for the good of all, only to betray and become the worst nightmare the solar system had ever seen.

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