Lessir Tsurani
21-09-2005, 09:23
Beyond the Space of Reason, beyond the Many galaxies that exist, there is a world. It is not like other worlds, for its bounds of reality are strenuous at best. It was, for lack of any other word describing a planet, a monster. A diametre of One Hundred and Twenty Light years across. For many, it was an impossiblity, and in all fact, it was. It should never have happened, and wouldn't have, had it not been for the technology of a Single intelligance.
It was Rilkia.
Rilkia was massive, it expanded across its own galaxy, every star was converted into energy, every planet ((And the entire planets of surrounding galaxies as well)) had been dismantled and remade to create the crust of the planet. Had anyone been able to dig through the Thousands of Kilometres of Stone, they would have found a machine, not mantle.
The surface was just as amazing, A continent would be light years across, and seas longer, the nations that existed might never know another did in the same state, had it not been for the fall.
The Tsurani Empire had taken a turn for the worse, the Rebellion had come out of no where, suicide bombs went off across the empire at the same time, The Entire population was killed, bar aproximately Ten thousand Humas. These fled, with the body of the Wounded Emperor, into a random Rift Vector.
They entered orbit of the planet, and where hailed by the many Planetary races as gods. This, suiting there needs masterfully, was what it would be.
The Emperor's body had dissapered, and none knew where it was. He however, was now to return, and now, The Age of Conversion will begin.
000000 Year of Conversion. Rilkia Main Frame
"Lord Emperor Samuel Slir Coote II, Rise!" The voice was shattering, it would echo across light years of hallways for many mellenia to come. Samuel floated in space, his body suspended in nothing. His eye snapped open, and immidietly Rilkia knew he had made a mistake.
"You do not command me MORTAL!" The shock the machine, thousands of Light years in size recived was...Universe shaking. The entire universe would feel the blow, it was a shattering knowlage. "Oh Searvents of me in past, know that I have returned to you, and the war which shattered our power has given me the power of worlds. For years I slept, watching, and waiting, and now I have woken. And now searvents of me, Know my presance!"
Lord Venadict Jakob Arkiss III stood, shocked. he was closest to Samuel, he had felt the rise almost before it happened. He looked at the papers before him, his face Joyfully sick.
**
Robert Ridiaz, Chief Enforcer of the Empire, stood, his face twitching. "The emperor is dead, no longer does he survive, this has to be a conspricy, it has to be!"
"Robert, for all the love i held for you, keep up these thoughts and I will boil your brain from your head.
"Hey, it is you...Or someone trained to act like you..."
"ROBERT!"
"Yes, definetly you...definetly" He scurried to the palace, his face smiling grimly.
***
Baroness Sarah Palmer sat at her desk, her mind on other things, when the call came. The shock of it was incredible, her mind raced, as she considered what options she had. Then a mind took over, and she knew what she would be doing.
"Searve!"
***
Warrior Andrew Perrosa looked across the space before him, his face smiling. He considered, and decided that, despite all things, he would not let this stop him from beating the shit out of Sam next time he saw him, after all, he WAS owed money.
***
Timira Valea looked across the floor, the chior before her was waiting for a command, but her mind was on other things, return of Sam, the one she had trained to learn combat, the one she had taught how to handle a sword. The most talented Pupil she had...and he had come back, and his power was absolute.
***
Lonia Pivario looked looked, her mind awash, returning from the dead, in a poetic style. She smiled, before laughing. Then she moved back, after all, there was that nice looking Slir Paladin she had seen before, if she could just catch up...
OOC Ok, more will be posted later, most likely after I wash up. Please, comments and such would be nice, as long as their not mean.
It was Rilkia.
Rilkia was massive, it expanded across its own galaxy, every star was converted into energy, every planet ((And the entire planets of surrounding galaxies as well)) had been dismantled and remade to create the crust of the planet. Had anyone been able to dig through the Thousands of Kilometres of Stone, they would have found a machine, not mantle.
The surface was just as amazing, A continent would be light years across, and seas longer, the nations that existed might never know another did in the same state, had it not been for the fall.
The Tsurani Empire had taken a turn for the worse, the Rebellion had come out of no where, suicide bombs went off across the empire at the same time, The Entire population was killed, bar aproximately Ten thousand Humas. These fled, with the body of the Wounded Emperor, into a random Rift Vector.
They entered orbit of the planet, and where hailed by the many Planetary races as gods. This, suiting there needs masterfully, was what it would be.
The Emperor's body had dissapered, and none knew where it was. He however, was now to return, and now, The Age of Conversion will begin.
000000 Year of Conversion. Rilkia Main Frame
"Lord Emperor Samuel Slir Coote II, Rise!" The voice was shattering, it would echo across light years of hallways for many mellenia to come. Samuel floated in space, his body suspended in nothing. His eye snapped open, and immidietly Rilkia knew he had made a mistake.
"You do not command me MORTAL!" The shock the machine, thousands of Light years in size recived was...Universe shaking. The entire universe would feel the blow, it was a shattering knowlage. "Oh Searvents of me in past, know that I have returned to you, and the war which shattered our power has given me the power of worlds. For years I slept, watching, and waiting, and now I have woken. And now searvents of me, Know my presance!"
Lord Venadict Jakob Arkiss III stood, shocked. he was closest to Samuel, he had felt the rise almost before it happened. He looked at the papers before him, his face Joyfully sick.
**
Robert Ridiaz, Chief Enforcer of the Empire, stood, his face twitching. "The emperor is dead, no longer does he survive, this has to be a conspricy, it has to be!"
"Robert, for all the love i held for you, keep up these thoughts and I will boil your brain from your head.
"Hey, it is you...Or someone trained to act like you..."
"ROBERT!"
"Yes, definetly you...definetly" He scurried to the palace, his face smiling grimly.
***
Baroness Sarah Palmer sat at her desk, her mind on other things, when the call came. The shock of it was incredible, her mind raced, as she considered what options she had. Then a mind took over, and she knew what she would be doing.
"Searve!"
***
Warrior Andrew Perrosa looked across the space before him, his face smiling. He considered, and decided that, despite all things, he would not let this stop him from beating the shit out of Sam next time he saw him, after all, he WAS owed money.
***
Timira Valea looked across the floor, the chior before her was waiting for a command, but her mind was on other things, return of Sam, the one she had trained to learn combat, the one she had taught how to handle a sword. The most talented Pupil she had...and he had come back, and his power was absolute.
***
Lonia Pivario looked looked, her mind awash, returning from the dead, in a poetic style. She smiled, before laughing. Then she moved back, after all, there was that nice looking Slir Paladin she had seen before, if she could just catch up...
OOC Ok, more will be posted later, most likely after I wash up. Please, comments and such would be nice, as long as their not mean.