Author Topic: Probing (Read 7364 times)

King Jeebus · « **Reply #25 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:21:12 PM »

"This is a matter to take up with either our head of Sciences, head of Military or the King himself." Sira explained "I've no authority to grant you any such privileges." They proceeded to the castle.
Upon arrival, the two soldiers escorting them stayed with Silen while Lucien was frisked then put under a metal detector. It had detected the contents of Luciens pockets.
"Sir please empty your pockets into this tray" The soldier conducting the tests put a tray in front of Lucien, tapping it "And please note that any attempts to bring contraband into the royal palace will result in the King being informed of such and anything you say to be considered untrustworthy."

Zero · « **Reply #26 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:24:19 PM »

All that was in his pockets was a radar jammer, a force field generator and a shrunken down powered knife. He put those on the table, took off the ring and slid it onto the table as well as every weapon he had short of his belt. His belt contained a machine that would within seconds if he needed it form a suit of battle armor over his body to keep him safe. He was still working the bugs out of the invention however.

King Jeebus · « **Reply #27 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:34:07 PM »

Lucien was brought into the waiting room to wait upon Psiko.
A dog Fioan entered Psiko's chamber and saw him talking to Isaac on his balcony. "My liege." The Fioan approached Psiko, bowing "You have had an audience requested of you of an offworlder. He says he wishes to request something from you.".
Psiko sighed "You have no idea how often I get this." He muttered to Isaac "Very well. Thank you, young man." He dismissed the Fioan and turned back to Isaac "You are welcome to follow and observe if you wish." He bowed to the other sage before walking to the Royal Hall and sitting upon his throne "Send the offworlder in and allow my acquaintance a seat to observe.".
The hall was huge, with the Throne primed right at the back. There were observation decks and other such uses for it as well for those who wished to either watch the public Royal Audiences and were permitted into the castle.
Lucien was sent in.

Zero · « **Reply #28 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:38:07 PM »

"I have heard Phoenix Blood has rapid healing and adaptation capabilities. Artificial imitation of the blood is not possible. So I would like your permission to obtain genetic samples from you, as well as permission to get one of those unique weapons your people out there carried. The lady was nice. Might even loan her some of my weapons later on. So....you are the king of this people? It is an honor to meet you. I am just a clone of Lucien however, as he is currently busy elsewhere. By the way, here is some stuff you might need."

Files on the Anrufe, Interpol and other similar groups including all unprovoked bounties/attacks appeared near Psiko. "Information you could find of use later on your highness."

"So how much for what I asked for in terms of credits?"

King Jeebus · « **Reply #29 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:45:56 PM »

"I am King Psiko Strand." Psiko said, not even in a royal tone but seemingly in a bored one "My genetic material is not for sale and as such nor are the Multiblades for they contain my feathers." He sighed, looking over the information given "I already knew much of this but thank you for trying to help." Psiko was nothing if not polite "If you do so desire a Multiblade one could request one from our military department without the Phoenix Powering system nor one of my feathers. I don't know how far you would get with them but you can definitely try. It's not a matter for a King to be dealing with though." He plucked one of his own feathers for a moment and mused before the feather burst into flame "Although I am curious as to why you want my blood and why you think you could come and ask one of the few Phoenixes alive for their genetic material and just have them give it to you."

Zero · « **Reply #30 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:49:42 PM »

"It boils down to one thing. Bio Weapons. Empires out there are developing nastier bio weapons every day, immune to conventional science and cures and that is why I wanted your DNA. I have a hunch certain groups like the Anrufe have something to wipe out most humanoid life at their disposal, but I am not sure if they do or not but at this point it is better to err on the side of caution King Psiko. And as trade for your genetic material....." Pausing a moment the clone opened a viewing portal that would show King Psiko the inside of the white room, every weapon in there that was magic. "I'll move this here so you can have the magical weapons at your disposal when you need them. Also has some pretty advanced tech in there."

King Jeebus · « **Reply #31 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:55:59 PM »

"Unfortunately, what happens outside Fioa is not my concern." Psiko said, leaning back in his throne "And while your armory is most impressive, the Fioan military and myself are perfectly well equipped."

Zero · « **Reply #32 on:** July 11, 2011, 06:57:44 PM »

"What will it take to obtain your dna and use it to complete the formula I am working on for an immunity agent?" asked the clone. It needed to get the immunity agent finished, well actually started. Phoenix blood was one of the ingredients to the experiment. "I'd even let you monitor the experiments or let someone you trust monitor them."

King Jeebus · « **Reply #33 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:02:23 PM »

"Honestly? I don't know." Psiko chuckled "I have very little want in the universe right now and given the very rarity of my DNA and my pride I don't think there's anything you could give me."

Zero · « **Reply #34 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:05:08 PM »

"All I am trying to do is replicate part of your DNA. The immunity and the adaptation. Once I have that, I can make it to where the immunity automatically burns away bio weapons that enter a person. Problem solved if that happens. Also who is your head of science? Might have some schematics they might be interested in...."

King Jeebus · « **Reply #35 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:13:05 PM »

"I do not wish for you to take my DNA. That is final." The King had finally put on a somewhat royal tone; He drew the line at allowing the Fioans access to his feathers. While he hadn't adopted much of Hikaru's various mannerisms the pride of being a Phoenix has stuck within him for he actually agreed with it. "If you wish to seek an audience with the head of Science then you may request one however you will likely be unable to speak to him today."

Zero · « **Reply #36 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:20:22 PM »

Nodding his head, the clone sighed. "Well I must be going now. " With that, he held out his hand. A swirling vortex of magic came down from the ceiling onto his location and consumed the clone, spitting him out near Silen.

King Jeebus · « **Reply #37 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:26:54 PM »

Of course, casting a spell inside the Royal Hall was practically impossible given the amount of mage guards specifically in the area around where those seeking audience would stand blocking any form of spell not cast by a guard of by Psiko himself. Two guards in front of the throne pointed their Multiblades in rifle form at Lucien. "I ask that you do not try to cast any form of magic in my castle. It is most rude." Psiko sighed, rising from his throne "If you so badly wish to leave take the door like a regular person."

Zero · « **Reply #38 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:28:45 PM »

His communicator began to beep. An alarm. This was not good.

"Oh great..the homeworld is under attack. From the Anrufe. Again. This is the second time they've pulled this crap. " He ran out the door, not casting a spell but using internal magic to amplify his speed.

@Pokemon Master Red · « **Reply #39 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:33:59 PM »

And then, out of nowhere, a female human-looking person with red-colored eyes, extremely pale skin, and dark clothing randomly teleported in, right in front of the clone to boot, most likely followed by her two companions. She looked around confusedly, before frowning and saying,"This isn't Herold's Tropical Rum Shop...Oh, uh, hi there. Who are you all?"

Zero · « **Reply #40 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:35:11 PM »

The clone swerved around her, handing her a business card before running towards the ship. Magicking up his communicator he yelled. "I want those weapons online yesterday, plot a course for Memorial. Silen, get on board and ready the ship cannons. Hurry. We don't have much time."

King Jeebus · « **Reply #41 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:36:51 PM »

More energy guns pointed at both Lucien and the group before him. "Why is it that everything seems to just be happening to me today?" Psiko sighed "Is this your doing?" He asked Lucien.
SCOUT appeared next to Victoria, dazed and confused given it's position beforehand was trying to follow some organics into a bright light "whereami?"

Zero · « **Reply #42 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:38:30 PM »

"No. And now is a really really bad time to point guns at me." He said, as he stuffed the weapons he got back into his pockets once more. THe clone was panicked. "Stupid Anrufe. Homeworld under attack. All ships needed. " He then did a matter phase spell, and then an order warp spell arriving back on his ship within a matter of moments.

Beware Ye Who Enter Here · « **Reply #43 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:42:49 PM »

In front of the clone, in the air, appeared Parody Prime in a flash of light. He fell from the ten feet that he appeared above the ground. He fell directly in front of the clone, his fist smashing into the ground and creating a large crater. He rose out of the hunched, Iron Man like position, the lights glaring off his shiny black body casing and his eyes flashing an American Flag instead of their normal red. "Communists?" He asked in a deep pitched, robotic voice, seemingly glaring at the man in front of him.

King Jeebus · « **Reply #44 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:47:37 PM »

"Okay seriously." Golden flame burst out of Psiko's hand and into the form of his sword "What is going on?" He approached the group before him.

Zero · « **Reply #45 on:** July 11, 2011, 07:48:42 PM »

"Not sure..." said the clone of Lucien. "But an attack on my template's homeworld is going on as we speak. So if you excuse me." Using gymnastics he flipped over Parody Prime, and then landed near the door which he went through.

Beware Ye Who Enter Here · « **Reply #46 on:** July 11, 2011, 10:32:25 PM »

Parody Prime was no so easily gotten around though. When the apparent communist tried to get away, Parody reached up and grabbed him in a vice like anti communist grip, A grip no communist could escape from alive, when he was just about to clear Parody's head. He brought him down to look him in the eyes, the clones eyes meeting the significantly larger, American Flag emblazoned eyes. "Communist?" He asked again, this time sounding as angry as a semi monotonous robot could sound.

He lowered the communist to a little bit below eye height and looked at the king and then Victoria then the king He pointed at the maybe communist in his hand with his other hand. "Communist?" He asked them.

Zero · « **Reply #47 on:** July 12, 2011, 12:51:48 PM »

"No I am not a communist..." said Lucien's replica as it attempted to teleport out of the would be death-grip of the mecha, hoping that the teleport would not be blocked since he couldn't simply walk out of it.
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King Jeebus · « **Reply #48 on:** July 12, 2011, 04:27:40 PM »

Of course the teleport was blocked. "Actually this is a monarchy. Release my guest immediately." Psiko commanded.

SCOUT looked at Psiko then back to the 'communist'. It began to record as it's hand turned into a giant gattling gun "wekillcommunist?" It asked Parody.

Zero · « **Reply #49 on:** July 12, 2011, 04:29:17 PM »

The clone tried to remember the spell, the one that was a matter phasing spell. If the thing wouldn't let go, he would make it let go. Or rather, would simply pass right through the stupid thing and call it good. So he let the energy in his body build and flow through him, gathering Eldritch energies and trying to send an EMP pulse to both robots. He did not much like being grabbed.