Fireflyers notice him, but immediately move on forcing the agori and matoran to the streets.
Inharax uses Insect Control to force the entire Fireflyer populace to commit suicide.
The Rahkshi-Nui flies higher...
The Fireflyers oddly enough, do not obey. How could a lowly kraata out command a makuta? Simple, no rahkshi could.
The matoran and agori have flooded the streets, convinced their houses are filled with fireflyers. The same begins to happen with those near the gate, -that is- citizens panicking and exiting the city.
Proto walks up urgently, tapping INharax on the shoulder. "Ah, recently the bodies of several RMS were found on Xia. We need to discuss that later."
He turns back to Utherix. "I seem to have arrived at a rather inopportune moment. Would you rather I return later, or aid in repelling the invaders?"
Inharax is stopped in the middle of his sadistic Fireflyer mass suicide.
"...
"...
"WHAT?!" Anger, Fear, and Confusion are subconsciously released in a short area, which he quickly brings under control.
Proto's rather taken aback by Inharax's outburst. Even as his armor scrambles to implement some mental shielding, he summons a Phantoka-class drone through a portal, which raises its snout thing and projects images of the alley they were found in, with 3d models of the specific RMS agents to the side.
"They were found shortly after leaving a Nynrah Arms facility, having made a large order. of military technology. Predictably, no witnesses were able to be identified."
Inharax is stopped in the middle of his sadistic Fireflyer mass suicide.
"...
"...
"WHAT?!" Anger, Fear, and Confusion are subconsciously released in a short area, which he quickly brings under control.
Proto's rather taken aback by Inharax's outburst. Even as his armor scrambles to implement some mental shielding, he summons a Phantoka-class drone through a portal, which raises its snout thing and projects images of the alley they were found in, with 3d models of the specific RMS agents to the side.
"They were found shortly after leaving a Nynrah Arms facility, having made a large order. of military technology. Predictably, no witnesses were able to be identified."
Inharax pretends he knows what Nynrah Arms is. "I didn't authorize such an order..." He studies them closely; the agents are missing some parts of the uniform: chiefly, a badge that indicates to what base he/she is posted. "Have you been able to identify possible weapons used in the attack?"
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As soon as the insect swarms begin to bite the citizens, Rahkshi of Purity materialize about the city. The bites are healed the very moment they are given, proving little more than an annoyance. As such, the Matoran and Agori do not panic and rush towards the walls. Business continues more or less as normal, albeit with the frequent irate slap.
After a few minutes of frustration, two Toa of Ice and a Toa of Fire climb to a point atop the sphere. One Toa of Ice holds out his arms and, bolstered with Faith, burns every bit of energy he can to freeze the city solid. The Toa of Fire, protected by the second Toa of Ice and bolstered by the same power, burns every scrap of energy he can manage to begin melting the ice, assisted by the sheer amount of heat from the land around the city.
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2016 22:07:17 GMT -6 by Deleted
Proto's rather taken aback by Inharax's outburst. Even as his armor scrambles to implement some mental shielding, he summons a Phantoka-class drone through a portal, which raises its snout thing and projects images of the alley they were found in, with 3d models of the specific RMS agents to the side.
"They were found shortly after leaving a Nynrah Arms facility, having made a large order. of military technology. Predictably, no witnesses were able to be identified."
Inharax pretends he knows what Nynrah Arms is. "I didn't authorize such an order..." He studies them closely; the agents are missing some parts of the uniform: chiefly, a badge that indicates to what base he/she is posted. "Have you been able to identify possible weapons used in the attack?"
Proto replaces the reconstruction images with teh raw scans "Here's the raw scans. From what we've been able to determine, it was likely to be conventional Iron weaponry, large-caliber. It's notable that the dead agents arrived with a cargo plane and two Interceptors. We confiscated the plane, but it can be returned for your engineers to check over."
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Inharax pretends he knows what Nynrah Arms is. "I didn't authorize such an order..." He studies them closely; the agents are missing some parts of the uniform: chiefly, a badge that indicates to what base he/she is posted. "Have you been able to identify possible weapons used in the attack?"
Proto replaces the reconstruction images with teh raw scans "Here's the raw scans. From what we've been able to determine, it was likely to be conventional Iron weaponry, large-caliber. It's notable that the dead agents arrived with a cargo plane and two Interceptors. We confiscated the plane, but it can be returned for your engineers to check over."
Inharax does his impression of a straight face. Proto does not need to know how worrying it is that unauthorized agents could access interceptors. "Right, that would do well. I have a base in Ko-De-Ce-Kra-Wahi. If you will put the remains in the cargo plane, I'll have agents pick it up. Thank you for the information."
Proto replaces the reconstruction images with teh raw scans "Here's the raw scans. From what we've been able to determine, it was likely to be conventional Iron weaponry, large-caliber. It's notable that the dead agents arrived with a cargo plane and two Interceptors. We confiscated the plane, but it can be returned for your engineers to check over."
Inharax does his impression of a straight face. Proto does not need to know how worrying it is that unauthorized agents could access interceptors. "Right, that would do well. I have a base in Ko-De-Ce-Kra-Wahi. If you will put the remains in the cargo plane, I'll have agents pick it up. Thank you for the information."
As soon as the insect swarms begin to bite the citizens, Rahkshi of Purity materialize about the city. The bites are healed the very moment they are given, proving little more than an annoyance. As such, the Matoran and Agori do not panic and rush towards the walls. Business continues more or less as normal, albeit with the frequent irate slap.
After a few minutes of frustration, two Toa of Ice and a Toa of Fire climb to a point atop the sphere. One Toa of Ice holds out his arms and, bolstered with Faith, burns every bit of energy he can to freeze the city solid. The Toa of Fire, protected by the second Toa of Ice and bolstered by the same power, burns every scrap of energy he can manage to begin melting the ice, assisted by the sheer amount of heat from the land around the city.
The MatorI believe they are being healed, and so they relax...
...that is until a swarm of what appears to be Kofo jaga start shrieking down the city streets, looking for dark places to hide, and finding that a matorans armor is the perfect spot.
Mutrex appears in a flash and surveys the city for just a moment. Then, he places his hands together, palms touching, before slowly drawing them apart. Threads of light stretch between them. He spreads them fully, and the assembly stretches into the air, before lasers rain down, instantly dissecting every Rahi with impossible precision. Then they increase in intensity, turning on the Rahkshi-Nui.
Mutrex appears in a flash and surveys the city for just a moment. Then, he places his hands together, palms touching, before slowly drawing them apart. Threads of light stretch between them. He spreads them fully, and the assembly stretches into the air, before lasers rain down, instantly dissecting every Rahi with impossible precision. Then they increase in intensity, turning on the Rahkshi-Nui.
The Rahkshi-NuI shimmers and fades, and so do the rahi.
"We are over here..." A squad of rahkshi emerges from behind boulders outside the city. "The Makuta said he didn't want it like this, all he wants is to help, but with our evacuation plan scrapped because of you, he will find some other way." They are teleported away.
Having waited long enough, The Uncreator lowers himself from the sky, descending immediately towards Aluxa's building of power, wherein he may find the leaders. Instead of just warping in as his usual habits would dictate (as he surely has the divine right to go anywhere he pleases), he decides to remain professional just this once and lands at the massive structure's entrance, where he expects to find some sort of stationed greeter or guard. He folds his radiant crimson wings as he touches the ground, the many bladed feathers meshing together to create the appearance of two large shields mounted on his back.
OOC: A description of The Uncreator's ethereal appearance: Approximately 14 feet tall, with a heroic stature and clad entirely in what appears to be smooth-plated metallic silver armor that shines marvelously in the sun. Around every curve and edge of his armor, streams of bright red light glow as a sort of futuristic decoration. His head is entirely made up of an angular helmet that sweeps back and crests at the top to form a crown shape, and lacks any facial features aside from two hollow eyeholes that glow from within with that same red light. Floating vertically a little above and just behind his head, a transparent blood-red halo glows, and his magnificent wings share its aesthetic. The wings themselves are much like the halo not only in color and transparency, but also in that they are not directly attached to The Uncreator's back. Though they move and act like they are bound to his form, they clearly hover several inches away from his armor, suspended in place by an unknown force.
To summarize, this entity has the appearance of a futuristic, angelic paladin.
Having waited long enough, The Uncreator lowers himself from the sky, descending immediately towards Aluxa's building of power, wherein he may find the leaders. Instead of just warping in as his usual habits would dictate (as he surely has the divine right to go anywhere he pleases), he decides to remain professional just this once and lands at the massive structure's entrance, where he expects to find some sort of stationed greeter or guard. He folds his radiant crimson wings as he touches the ground, the many bladed feathers meshing together to create the appearance of two large shields mounted on his back.
OOC: A description of The Uncreator's ethereal appearance: Approximately 14 feet tall, with a heroic stature and clad entirely in what appears to be smooth-plated metallic silver armor that shines marvelously in the sun. Around every curve and edge of his armor, streams of bright red light glow as a sort of futuristic decoration. His head is entirely made up of an angular helmet that sweeps back and crests at the top to form a crown shape, and lacks any facial features aside from two hollow eyeholes that glow from within with that same red light. Floating vertically a little above and just behind his head, a transparent blood-red halo glows, and his magnificent wings share its aesthetic. The wings themselves are much like the halo not only in color and transparency, but also in that they are not directly attached to The Uncreator's back. Though they move and act like they are bound to his form, they clearly hover several inches away from his armor, suspended in place by an unknown force.
To summarize, this entity has the appearance of a futuristic, angelic paladin.
Mutrex lifts off from his perch, floating up to meet the beings above. As he rises, he grows in size, looming almost thirty feet tall. By this point, the city has settled back into its normal routine.
"Greetings. Do you come in peace, or do you also intend to blight this place with combat?"
The mesh of lasers flashes meaningfully.
"I fear that I am not currently inclined to be merciful."
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Mutrex lifts off from his perch, floating up to meet the beings above. As he rises, he grows in size, looming almost thirty feet tall. By this point, the city has settled back into its normal routine.
"Greetings. Do you come in peace, or do you also intend to blight this place with combat?"
The mesh of lasers flashes meaningfully.
"I fear that I am not currently inclined to be merciful."
"Yes, although discussions for a treaty itself are not our mission." Drown readjusts her Felnas, unaware Mutrex may not have been talking to her team.
Suffokait chimes in. "...yet. Some day we may work side by side, for the good of the world."
"Where is Inharax?" The toa of Ice demands. "Our message is urgent. If left unanswered it may unravel his hard work toward peace."
"Of course," The toa of air adds. "If sir red-wing here doesn't like your city, we'd me happy to make an argument of our own." He lifts up his super rotor blade.
Mutrex lifts off from his perch, floating up to meet the beings above. As he rises, he grows in size, looming almost thirty feet tall. By this point, the city has settled back into its normal routine.
"Greetings. Do you come in peace, or do you also intend to blight this place with combat?"
The mesh of lasers flashes meaningfully.
"I fear that I am not currently inclined to be merciful."
"Yes, although discussions for a treaty itself are not our mission." Drown readjusts her Felnas, unaware Mutrex may not have been talking to her team.
Suffokait chimes in. "...yet. Some day we may work side by side, for the good of the world."
"Where is Inharax?" The toa of Ice demands. "Our message is urgent. If left unanswered it may unravel his hard work toward peace."
"Of course," The toa of air adds. "If sir red-wing here doesn't like your city, we'd me happy to make an argument of our own." He lifts up his super rotor blade.
The Uncreator looks to the group of Toa, and speaks with calm professionalism. His voice echoes softly.
"Does my mere appearance invite your fear and disdain? You immediately condemn that which you cannot understand... true to your primal nature, indeed."
With that, he turns to address Mutrex.
"Worry not, chivalrous messenger of light, for peace is always my intent. I am The Divine Uncreator! I have traveled here to introduce myself in hopes of fully understanding your peaceful alignment. As you may have witnessed for yourself, all beings native to this world are hopelessly adrift in their wickedness. All, that is, until you and your brother arrived."