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Aria Acropolis
Ikomari-Onu Enforcement
Caldari State
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Posted - 2014.09.01 15:38:00 -
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"Yes... IT is me... Acropolis, the old and dying one... So much has happened in my four hundred years of immortality throughout the stars. I've done nothing, nothing more than fight, kill and die a thousand times. If you ever, ever seen the log. It is false, a hoax I created to mislead trespassers. I still have one clone genome left, before this body deteriorates and dies at the hands of the 'gods.' I have the truth, the truth for you to seek. Yes Orion beaten me in the years of the State homeworld siege, but he has distorted the log and locked it in. The Jovian recording system plundered by your captain. I left it there, in the mothership, after laying Depressetus Orion to rest."
Neon Acropolis, the once tyrant. Now shackled, preventing any threat within the quarters. Leaving his destined hope for peace, and destruction to Timothy who now receives the truth and the captain, Orpulo De Resonance. Timothy himself was curious and more and more as he began knowing about his dreadful origin. Timothy started to reply, "Tell me more about yourself. Are you really a Jovian? I want to know more about you, before I broadcast this to Aria the Explorer."
"So you know Aria, my sister I see?" He sound croaked. "She has my blood. Weaker, but more intelligible and recessive than my thirst for hatred and revenge." He continued. "I have never seen curious ones before, like yourself. Let me tell you more about-"
"I'm not interested about your sister. I'm interested to know about you. YOOUUU!"
"Alright. It is one night, in the chaos of Caldari Prime...." Acropolis stopped at one point and told, "Captain.... Orpulo...De....Resonate..."
"Yarr it's Resonance for peeps sake. Wear specs you blind."
"My character IS BLIND."
"OH Sorry." The captain replied sarcastically. "(Cocky retarted douchebag..)"
"I need your holographic recorder, the Caldari silicon tech on your waistband. I need it to project the rest of my memories before this body weakens. AND, put me out of these casts and chains."
"Fine." He used the key to release the old Acropolis out of his own bonds and grabbed the silicon projector from Orpulo's hand. As he did so, Acropolis used his modification prowess to turn this simple communication device into a history lesson. "Do your thing before I change my mind and decide to shove that rail rifle up your ass."
"Okay then... Well-here-we.... go..."
At a relevance, the brittle Acropolis taken upon an injector in his right direction and staggered it to put himself in full strength first. Then, he started to work upon the device obsolete in his hands. The injector, and pulled it apart with the nova knife in his left, severing the tubes from the nanites and so used the nanotech as a power source. The tube was then, bashed into a billion smithereens by his fist despite it bleeding and then regenerated.
Timothy felt awkward as he saw, and admiring. The captain, a long-faced hater. Acropolis then used the newly-turned crystals as a crystalline lens to project the image, using the nearby scavenged scrambler rifle's heat sink as a forging unit. As it began, finally taken the piece of Caldari technology to modify it into something new. Alas, a Jovian-modified record system. Wired with the neural nerves of the host using the plugs to the capsuleer tech, to the device itself. Replaying the past of one once presented.
The one curious and excited about this masterpiece, or a scrap pile said by the hater gathered around the device and "What can this thing do?"
Acropolis replied to their request. "It is designed to project your memories of the past, into the present using your mind. But it must be wired to the device and this is one of a hazard. It can destroy your mind completely and worse, kill you."
"So what, you can respawn anyway in the game."
"Not for this one. I am an NPC noob."
Orpulo - "Shut uuuuup! Just get the thing working."
Timothy - "Nooo. Don't die."
Acropolis - "Time in dust has finally draw to a close..."
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Aria Acropolis
Ikomari-Onu Enforcement
Caldari State
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Posted - 2014.09.01 17:28:00 -
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Two pairs of nova knives impaled towards a lowly Gallentean corpse. Also, a dying scout lying alongside the one he just murdered after a showdown as the cloud of dust and ash blossomed over their bodies. He too was killed by the same weapon. The knives Neon saw in his vision, they were different in design. They were much longer and cruel in size, slightly by three centimetres in length. Also wider, almost like a bolo knife but straight and later wider in the tip and flashing neon red lights along the stock of the two weapons. Also, gothic, tattoo designs flourished upon the bloodthirsty blades with a skull insignia and an ace of spades collage behind the skull and silver in appearance attached as a hilt like an actual katana. An exception that the hilt is bit oval-shaped in design and has a beautiful design with a reference of symbolic characters embossed into the sides of the hilt.
Acropolis found these blades upon the ruins after Orion departed the scene of the Shiigeru, and Acropolis finally regenerated from his concussive blows. As he stood up after bleeding, he saw visions around him surprisingly. Holograms of people, more than a vision beyond the sciences of EVE. Upon the titan's archive room were these living sanguine-drawing blades. 'Blades of State's Retribution', the producers named it and so came a terrible cost.
Since these blades were of Jovian design, testing it in the fray of combat was catastrophic. It 'fed' upon the blood of victims and twists the minds of the ones who wrongly wielded them. They can't control the psychological content of the weapon, and so the subjects tested this in the experimental room ravaged and brutalized all the scientists inside. It was no use of letting the essence go. The subjects #1234, and #1337 have to be exterminated by heavy arms. The one who printed this deadly creation, was suspended by default and executed during the midst of the Caldari-Gallente war upon the State homeworld. His name, is Dr. Edmund Von Wolfenheim of the Lai Dai Protection Service.
#Diary Entry 421
Dull day in the testing lab, inside the belly of the Shiigeru floating across the space of our hated home soil. Carrying out field tests with the new blades I've designed, looked hateful but the lovers of horror and vampires literally loved the genre of this weapon.
Acropolis heard what the scientist said about these blades.
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Aria Acropolis
Ikomari-Onu Enforcement
Caldari State
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Posted - 2014.09.03 11:11:00 -
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"And the power to record the past under your fingertips. No wonder why Jovians are so far ahead, and civilized than the present barbaric hordes of our present age. And what's this, is this a a photograph of someone you cared about. An Amarrian I see. She looks glamorous with that Imperial fashion and that long, brown hair. If she would be here, I'd think I'll kill her. AFTER I KILL YOU!" 
"Give that back!" 
Orion continued to pester Acropolis, "You are weak. Still too weak to face me. I have the Jovian dropsuit prototype, you're no match. I have the glory and the reputation by the Gallenteans! Thanks To You!"
Acropolis was suddenly approached by an entire horde of Federal marines surrounding every corner and opportunity of escape. The Federals of Gallente laughed and mocked the lowly Jovian, as he was outnumbered ten to one. Acropolis never ever backed down, without a fight to restore his people's honour and those who died for his sake. As soon as the blades were drawn from the sheath, and the crackling bursts of his Assault rifle, the bloodbath begins.
Orion meanwhile escaped through an Incubus dropship, a war-born type of ship made by a cross-breed of Creodron and Duvolle design. It had more array of weaponry than any other ship and so it flew off the battle scene. Neon latched onto the top of the ship using the two knives he'd been carrying. With anger, he'd stop at nothing to acclaim his vengeance on Orion. He knew where he was going
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Aria Acropolis
Ikomari-Onu Enforcement
Caldari State
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Posted - 2014.09.18 14:42:00 -
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The loud noise, echoing in the hub of the current age. The Leviathan Aurora, under attack by raiding forces in attempt to pursue a vital objective. The power inside commenced a blackout within the quarters and darkness overwhelmed the room. However, the ship lights flickered within the whereabouts where Timothy and the captain stood by and suddenly Neon Acropolis escaped in a flash. The shackles broken and all is left are knife marks scarred onto the wall.
"In the world of war, there is no forgiveness."
The ship was under attack by a massive corporate fleet waiting to subjugate their prize and the captain Orpulo organized an improvised strategy. The rival railguns fused a barrage of electrical energy decimating the ship with all of its might. At the same time, the Aurora fought back with her cannon turrets which stood no chance and resulted a vessel in flames. The crew scattered like mice and made something to ease the situation.
"Caldari Fleet Kiroshi has finally successfully seized the rebel pirates. We are on broadcast, and awaiting orders."
"Find Neon Acropolis, and contain him." Their superior ordered.
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Aria Acropolis
Ikomari-Onu Enforcement
Caldari State
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Posted - 2014.09.18 15:02:00 -
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[quote=Aria Acropolis]"And the power to record the past under your fingertips. No wonder why Jovians are so far ahead, and civilized than the present barbaric hordes of our present age. And what's this, is this a a photograph of someone you cared about. An Amarrian I see. She looks glamorous with that Imperial fashion and that long, brown hair. If she would be here, I'd think I'll kill her. AFTER I KILL YOU!"
"Give that back!"
Orion continued to pester Acropolis, "You are weak. Still too weak to face me. I have the Jovian dropsuit prototype, you're no match. I have the glory and the reputation by the Gallenteans! Thanks To You!"
Acropolis was suddenly approached by an entire horde of Federal marines surrounding every corner and opportunity of escape. The Federals of Gallente laughed and mocked the lowly Jovian, as he was outnumbered ten to one. Acropolis never ever backed down, without a fight to restore his people's honour and those who died for his sake. His brown, tattered cloak intensified the scene as the wind blew east to them. His bandaged hand wraps red-covered. As soon as the blades were drawn from the sheath, and the crackling bursts of his Assault rifle, the bloodbath begins.
Orion meanwhile escaped through an Incubus dropship, a war-born type of ship made by a cross-breed of Creodron and Duvolle design. It had more array of weaponry than any other ship and so it flew off the battle scene. Neon latched onto the top of the ship using the two knives he'd been carrying. With anger, he'd stop at nothing to acclaim his vengeance on Orion. Acropolis climbed his way to the cockpit as he stabbed his way through. Orion bragged to his scouts on board, armed with Gallente-class katanas and carrying ion pistols lifted themselves to the top where his enemy sat upon.
Acropolis yelled, "Back away!"
He kicked one of them off the ship with his left leg and fell screaming to his death. The other one clung to his back and punching him constantly, and attempting an assassination with the sword he is carrying. Acropolis grabbed one of the pair and staggered the scout off his back. The only one left is Orion, and the pilot next to him...
Orion ordered the pilot, "Go on without me! I have a business with him."
"Roger that! Incubus dropship moving out!"
Just as before the order was given, Depressetus used a shotgun round to incapacitate Acropolis as he found his way into the cockpit. He fell off to the dunes of the Caldari soil and submerged into a world between the struggle of Federal and State forces. The fights were chaotic and almost no one will be left alive. As he stalled endlessly in the sky, Orion ejected from the ship to do his part in the war. Stopping the Jovian at his tracks.
The Federal general used the inertia dampener of his suit to pound Acropolis straight to the greyish ground of Caldari Prime. Blue pulses of energy generated from Orion's dropsuit as he and his adversary landed straight down. Acropolis felt weaker, and more exhausted after outlasting his forces and the final boss Orion. Orion then used his left to restrict Acropolis by the neck, and using his right hook punch to make a final slam to his skull, as soon as they reached for impact. Terrain collapsed as the shockwave of the blast triggered more chaos into the opening. Both armies in both sides felt shocked towards these two 'duelists' and made way to see them fighting. It created a crater below the fight scene and nothing was there but the other two fighting for causes. One sought out vengeance on the one who deceived in these days of war. The other sought out honour and glory, at any cost.
As the fight intensified, the two made a dancing pattern of swords, sparks and flames from firearms erupted from the fight as they fought to their last breath. Acropolis, scarred and beaten tossed into the corner and Orion laughing at his misfortune. He approached towards him, with a shotgun in his hand. Reloading one round, and pointing it straight at Neon as he made his last shot. Neon cried in pain as the blast ruptured his coronaries and signs of defeat begin to grasp upon him once again. Rain shot out from the sky and his bleeding ran through along with the rain, streaming and coursing into the centre of the battlefield, making a puddle of sorrow.
"So I win... again." Orion scoffed at the loser as he used the last resort in his disposal. The prototype-class ion pistol. Designed by Creodron and fully charged with pure energy. "He, hahahah! AHAHAAHHAH!"
The bursting, crackling shot of the weapon concluded the duel in a resolve. Everything blackened out.
"?"
Orion, shocked of the result as Neon's body changed in a form of metamorphosis as the blades changed the portions of his dropsuit and his wounds evicted the bullets punctured into his chest resulting him fully healed for a second blow. He looked back and suddenly a cyclone of death threw him off-guard. Acropolis grappled the stunned Depressetus and pummeled him to the ground. In dispute of Neon's rage, his fists have a gauntlet attachment of busters capable of breaking human bones with the blows of a single punch. With every impact, Acropolis drew blood to his brother mercilessly. Orion finally initiated a counterattack by throwing him off with his weight, rolling him to the opposite position and used the same technique. Somehow, the watch latched onto Orion's left shoulder reacted to the person he was beating feeling weakness. His rival grabbed the timepiece, which jolted a voltage of electricity which paralyzed the Orion to the ground. |
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