OOC: Vyzion, D&D is the mother of all RPGs. It's been around since the 70s, and has gone through four editions, with the 5th being in open beta. It's a table-top pen and paper RPG that's primarily fantasy-based.

Thanatos, is it okay I don't edit that part of the post? Let's say it was a database glitch, but at some time, the Collective had come into contact with the book, and had tried to study any data gained. Because according to the words Sandromin put into my mouth, the collective was at some point involved with the book, and since these guys are allergic to magic, this is the only way I can explain that.


At the logipriests' test chambers...
After the priests proceeded to the next chamber, an iris aperture closed the room they had come in through. They stood in a room outfitted as an obstacle course. The intercom went on again, as the voice said:"Complete this course, starting from the designating starting point." This was a test of strength and agility, and every element of the course had sensors installed.

At Brutus's test chambers...
After a few shocks, Brutus was finally greeted by an obstacle source, of course larger to fit his size.

The course enraged Brutus, a farce of the wild, every single moment that he interacted with the metal beings he began to hate them even more. But they had him on a literal leash and he knew it. The first thing that he thought of was the that and obstacle with gravity would be a problem considering his weight, the soncond was are the fact that he knew the green people were here and the third was if his friend Alixenus was safe. This last thought enraged him the most and with that rage he carried him self through the course not faith finesse, not even with his rage or strength, the thought that carried him through was loyalty. For the green people, and for his friend Alixenus. He made it past every obstacle almost in a trance like state. Until he reached e end the metal voice buzzed around him " we'll done subject 89, perhaps you're not as stupid as you look after all." And it was with this statement Brutus lowered his head, the once defiant giant knew that he had become something that he hatted more than the metal men...he was their play thing....

"Good, good." the voice said to Brutus. In the next room, a screen stood behind bullet-proof glass, along with a microphone. "This is a standard test of mental aptitude, given orally. Try to answer questions correctly when prompted." the intercom said. The screen started a pre-loaded mental aptitude test, divided into sections of reasoning, memory and concentration.

OOC: You're doing fine. Break out if you wish, though good luck finding your way through the maze-like Collective city.

At the logipriests' test chambers...
>Surveillance program to Overseer A89. Subjects seem to have teleported out of their chambers.
>Any sign of them in the city?
>Negative.
>Inform the Engineer.

Meanwhile, at the negotiation with Sandromin...
The Engineer was read the message sent to him with puzzlement. "The logipriests seem to have escaped from our custody Should we pursue them?" he said to Sandromin.

In Brutus's test chambers...
"Now, a test of your abilities..." the voice said, as a captured human and a tiger were dropped from a low ceiling. The tiger did not appear hostile to Brutus, but instead began to close in on the helpless test subject, who cowered in fear.

In the conversation with Sandromin...
"We're doing some behavioral tests on Brutus too. I'll inform you when we get any results." the Engineer interjected.

In Brutus's test chambers...
>Interesting. Subject seems to minimize damage done to individuals when possible.
>He is a member of his nation's council...
>What? Why doesn't anybody tell me anything?
>We're at war with them anyway.
>Oh. Then I suggest we release the subject anyway. There's no use in holding him for ransom: Venezzia'd probably turn their water jets on us.
>OK then.

Chutes opened under the feet of all test subjects, leading to the hold of a large helicopter, which flew a hundred miles or so before dropping off the tiger close to a forest, the other subject close to a city of [DATA EXPUNGED] (which means the writer was too lazy to write something), and Brutus in the middle of the desert, a brigade of sandmen scrutinizing his every move, undetected.

The conversation with Sandromin...
"We have just dropped off Brutus in the desert. Your people are watching him closely to see what he does. He is at your mercy, a person of high importance in Venezzia. Here are his test results." A strip of paper issued from his arm, containing Brutus's physical test results (the mental test results were listed as non-applicable due to uncooperativeness on part of the test subject), plus notes about his general reaction to disputes.

[OOC]Xavier is turning into Golem.[/OOC]

OOC: Wait, when you say Golem, do you say so in the traditional sense or is this some lore jargon for another creature?

You know... Golem from the Hobbit?

You know... Golem from the Hobbit?

Stands flabbergasted in the middle of the dessert, saddened that the other two subjects weren't with him. And that the green people were no where do be found. " failure" rage and sadness and many other emotions washed through his head, but failure was what he thought of himself the most, he started repeating "failure" over and over again as he slammed his fist into the shifting sands. Failure...he knew he was, he failed in protecting his long dead family, he failed in protecting the green people, he failed in even protecting a tiger and some random human in captivity...his anger subsided into sadness as his swings become less and less powerful, and tears streamed through his great helm. Sobs of names long forgot to time echo through the many dunes. Sobs of helion and heliana and herana. His sadness echo's across the entire desert, reaching even to the capital...

ooc: Yeah, I noticed. I'm going to insert a major plot twist soon, so get ready.

Hint: It'll involve a new map, immigrants, and a new military force.

(Ooc) is it just me or has the thread been kinda slow for the past few days?(ooc)

Brutus tired off his weak display shakes his head and stretches. He begins to walk, not toward anywhere in particular, but his general direction would be the capital of the desert region. Hoping he'll find something, some one to help help back to his friend Alixenus, and the green people.

OOC:Definitely. I'm on the forums pretty much all day because for the most part I'm at my computer. I've been waiting for Sandromin to come back so I can slowly reveal more about/ reintroduce my character. Also if Sandromin would be so kind as to give us a universal calender. Like what are the months/days/years called. An era (AD/BC)? If I could have some input on this decision I would be very grateful.
A small package attached to a small paper balloon has arrived at the desert palace of Sandromin after a long journey. A note atop it reads:


"For the eyes of Sandromin only...
Usque ad caelum.Superatus fatum