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  1. Yeah, I'm dealing with an abscess tooth as of late. Sorry for going dark for a few days. Between work and the struggle to sleep I've been terribly unfocused. Swelling is minimal now and I just got my first solid 8 hours of sleep within the last week. I'll be able to post next round without delay.
  2. As far as my involvement goes, I'd be willing to put my efforts towards a scientific endeavor of sorts. Perhaps head RnD or the like. I've a character in mind who dables with Biotech and Magitech and their direct connections. Maybe the company is in an overall state of decline through this corporate takeover, and said Ventrix sibling has come across a way to reach the same entrepreneural goals more effectively. We then strongarm in and force the board to remain invested or outright liquidize their assets.
  3. My show of interest is a definite one, and I've no objection to working with anyone to further the development of this plot.
  4. Sounds interesting. Mind dropping a link with some sourced info about said corporation? Wouldn't mind reading into it before putting something on my plate.
  5. "You never disappoint me.." Josh nodded in agreement before standing. In truth, he was dreading this moment. Vehicles scared the living piss out of him, except for his bike, but he had total control over the magicycle thanks to the custom focus core engine. Grounded transport was never his first option, and although one couldn't tell it at a glance, Josh was actually an outstanding pilot. Grandian tech was on an entirely different level then anything he had come across in Terrenus. There were extreme similarities between the two, but it was apparent that his homeworld was still ages ahead. Grandis literally lived off of magitech, so much so that it had destroyed the planet; draining it of its natural aetheric sources. The technologies of Gaia Prime were, well, mostly foreign in concept to the merc. Still, knowledge was power, and the white haired one vowed to prove himself an asset. "Alright boss man. It's your funeral." Josh joked, preparing to follow Thurgood.
  6. The choice was indeed his. While the thought of six months of service didn't exactly sit well in his gut, the merc had served harsher tyrants in more dire times. A test of cunning, identity, and aptitude hardly seemed inappropriate here. Josh would definitely have to show what little merrit he had left in these colors of his. The room grew unpleasantly silent, causing Josh to scoff and spit up his response sourly. "Fine. Let's fucking do this.." He bitched and moaned already. This was his choice, he'd see it through no matter what, but he probably wouldn't enjoy this part of the process that much. Shit, who would? Still, he was no slouch, and he'd go the extra mile to get the job done. Josh sighed, cupping his face in disbelief and gritting his teeth before continuing. "Alright then... Where and when do we start?" Josh asked eagerly, assuming that he should jump into his position headlong, a strong suite of his. He had assumed that Thurgood already had something in mind, knowing all too well that the siblings generally stayed very busy.
  7. For the sake of difference, I'll sit this round out. Let things settle before I try to pop in.
  8. To elaborate on said shapeshifter, Jack Heidelberg is a necromancer/biomancer. He devours biomass and assimilates it. Think of Alex Mercer from Prototype. In character he's very akin to a vampire, actually often taking the form of a giant coffin to conceal whatever shape he's taking and to guard him from harm (and fire cause.. Well, he produces huge methane buildups.) Other uses of biomancy include generating limbs, or outright morphing said limbs/self into nightmarish figures. He has to actually have absorbed structured DNA to become something though. He's also a borderline crazy alchemist as well. Hopefully this helps give you insight into the character a bit more. In terms of redundancy, I have no problem if there are some kind of similarities between the characters. If anything, similarities can leave room for creativity, and Jack would probably get along better with someone like him, because he's a narcissistic bastard.
  9. Sorry about my lack of feedback, I've been ill for like 5 nights now. Just starting to drop my swing fevers so im up and around and back to work. You guys still cool with me taking part?
  10. I sense a monster mash on the horizon. I've got a gene-warped shapeshifter who could use some company.
  11. 'Uuughh... Fuckin paperwork.' How could the thought not have crossed his mind. There was always paperwork. Josh had developed multiple styles of application for his magical prowess, and learned vast amounts of knowledge about magitech, but the paperwork was definitely not his strong suite. Still, he had little choice. He thought for a second and began his first formal introduction. "Joshua Dylan Rymer. Formerly the second in command of the Grandian Hybrid Operations Force. I specialized as an improvisational sabotage and demolitions expert, using electromagnetic force to alter terrain and manipulate machinery. I studied arcane structure development, and runic inscription at the military academy to better utilize Grandian technology." The soldier almost sounded automated; conditioned to respond this way. A few more words almost slipped out, but were withheld because his military detail was irrelevant. He elaborated briefly to clarify the extent of his generally un-applied talent. "In short, I can integrate with, create, and destabilize magitech. In addition, I can conjure and manipulate magnetic fields and electric currents, as well as the other fundamental attributes of natural elements. I've only studied electricity extensively, but the elemental laws of this world appear to mirror those of Grandis so I'm sure that I could improve." Unbeknownst was the fact that the man was a category nine mage in his homeworld, being outclassed in strength by only raw elemental entities themselves, which had been before he had become one himself. The Grandian glyphs he had memorized still affected this world, which led Josh to believe that the two pulled magic into their worlds respectively from the same source. If this held true, then Josh would be considered an elemental apparition, being manifest of this source of energy. A sentient bioform of raw magic. "I mean, I magleved a multi ton catwalk into a giant snakes face.... I think that speaks for itself." Josh shrugged, unsure of what qualities Thurgood was looking for.
  12. Josh filed in behind Thurgood, chuckling as he explained what had happened. Typical politics. Someone had gotten sore assed because they weren't used to having roughnecks in their circles. The Merc took his seat, making himself cozy for a second before responding to Thurgood's question. Joining House Singlance at the present would be political suicide. Most people would probably do well to avoid such, but Joshua... Well, he was looking for an excuse to go down swinging. Always had, always would. He had worked beside the Grandian Court time and time again, always treated like a dog because of his status as a soldier, only tolerated because of his sister's research. He had hated it. This was different though, the siblings empathized with the commonwealth. "Join House Singlance? Shit... Sign me up. I could use a new name." Josh joked, being completely serious. A single Noble House which boasted two heroes of Lunaris would be no laughing matter.
  13. The white haired one burst with disbelief, snapping to attention. "Sure thing. You won't regret this." He would probably regret this. Joshua stood quickly, leaving his hefty sack of belongings behind. He paused for a moment, shaking his head and laughing as he prepared to follow Thurgood. "I ONLY heard cursing and insults when I mentioned you guys. I heard that you told some fancy clowns to go fuck themselves. That's why I figured you'd been busy. Competition is good for business, and your competition is busy running it's mouth." It seemed that at some point, the houses of the Empire had forgotten that it consisted of more than just Ursa Madeum. While Titus waged war, it fell on the Taenites to rebuild amongst themselves. People like House Singlance had been essential in keeping this half of the Empire intact, and Josh doubted that many people from the other side of the spectrum understood or respected that.
  14. "The ball huh?" Josh perked his inner brow curiously. He wished he could meet Titus, thank him personally for saving his life. Aside from that, he saw little fun in conversing with the upper class. It must have sucked to have to deal with all of the "beautiful people" of the Empire's court. "I'm here endorsing some big pharma company or something like that. People these days just can't get their hands dirty apparently." He shrugged, figuring that it didn't matter that much. There wasn't much point in him wasting Thurgood's time any further. They were both street smart, and they both knew why he was here. He cleared his throat and cut to the chase. "I'm barely getting by these days, honestly. Nothing new.. But.. You know." The jarhead paused for second, continuing a moment later. "I've heard on the road that House Singlance has been staying busy. I was just wondering if you guys needed any help. I mean.. I still owe you guys." He rubbed the back of his neck shamefully. Josh must have seemed like a dirt bag, just another lousy bum trying to dip his hand into a honey pot. This was certainly the case, there was little doubt about it. Fortunately, Thurgood could probably throw the man further than he could trust him, literally. Either way, free labor was... Well... Free.
  15. "Is it the barbecue? I bet it's the barbecue." The very thought caused Josh's gut to spring to life, growling in agreement. It was definitely the barbecue. The white haired one rubbed his neck, laughing bashfully before answering Thurgood. He had formally introduced himself as Ghost when last they had met. These days he went by another name, still fake of course, but more casual, more comfortable. Josh had no reason to hide his name from Thurgood, as most knew him by Matthew. Still, he wasn't about to cough it up just yet. "I came back to Lunaris on business. With the first Reverie coming up, I thought I'd stick around for a while. This city is the closest thing I've got to a home." Josh explained his vagabond mentality. Lunaris had changed allot, he didn't need to voice that opinion, that was as evident as the changing of the seasons. It hadn't mattered that much to him, he could hold his own on the streets without a doubt, but with the populace increasing and the things he had missed after awhile, it was just nice to see a familiar face; which reminded him of someone... He glanced around a bit, double checking his surroundings. "Where's your sister?" The Merc asked, still watching his back. Aveline was a real fireball, and Josh was definitely a fire starter. He had assumed she wouldn't be to far behind Thurgood, not realizing that they had been so busy this time of year. He hadn't changed a bit, still as clueless and as carefree as ever.
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