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  • #16
    Compressed Human Augmentation Plasmic Suit •••••
    This combat exo-skeletal armor is prized among the [Gestalt] - even if the lab's name for it is soundly mocked. Loaned out only to their most trusted agents, for the most dangerous of missions, the suit bonds directly to the user's I/O jack for fully synchronized movement. It resembles a strange mechanically framework, overlaying the wearer's body like a second skeleton. When activated via mental command, the framework deploys a shell of condensed ephemera around the user. Doing so grants them General Armor equal to their Resolve, and Ballistic Armor equal to their Composure.

    Spirit Core: The pervasive spiritual energies saturate the wearer body, downgrading Lethal damage to Bashing, similar to manifest spiritual entities.
    Ghost Core: The subtle energies of the forgotten cloak the wearer from detection, and leave them with light contact upon the world. Stealth rolls for avoiding notice (even when directly observed) and Athletics rolls for movement and balance gain the Rote Action quality.
    Dream Core: The gossamer energies of thought and dream allow the wearer to ignore trifling things like gravity and sane reaction time. The Wearer can move at their normal speed in any direction, and use their full Defense, even against firearms.

    Drawback: The influences of the suit's cores are as encompassing as its effects are. Bans inflicted upon users strongly urge them to behave as if they were the ephemeral being in question. Banes are usually weapons of a quality know for its potency against such beings (such as blessed weapons for ghosts, silver for spirits). In addition, the wearer has the Open Condition keyed to the type of being in the Core for 11 - Integrity hours after use.

    Leliel So, thoughts? For the base effect, I was using the character's Attributes instead of a fixed value, though that could easily by modified. For the Cores, Spirit was meant to be combat favorable, though Regeneration or Attribute Enhancement (like Spirit's ability to spend Essence to boost traits). Ghost was to make them merge with the shadows, thief-like, though outright shifting to Twilight would work too. For Dream, well, flying is a common dream (and Mage-like to boot), while the full Defense lets them dodge bullets, Matrix style. Honestly, though, there are so many options. Oh, and another even more "compressed" option for appearance is to make it a (glowing optional) chest-plate like Iron Man in Avengers: Infinity War.


    Malkydel: "And the Machine dictated; let there be adequate illumination."
    Yossarian: "And lo, it was optimal."

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    • #17
      Originally posted by Vent0 View Post
      Compressed Human Augmentation Plasmic Suit •••••
      This combat exo-skeletal armor is prized among the [Gestalt] - even if the lab's name for it is soundly mocked. Loaned out only to their most trusted agents, for the most dangerous of missions, the suit bonds directly to the user's I/O jack for fully synchronized movement. It resembles a strange mechanically framework, overlaying the wearer's body like a second skeleton. When activated via mental command, the framework deploys a shell of condensed ephemera around the user. Doing so grants them General Armor equal to their Resolve, and Ballistic Armor equal to their Composure.

      Spirit Core: The pervasive spiritual energies saturate the wearer body, downgrading Lethal damage to Bashing, similar to manifest spiritual entities.
      Ghost Core: The subtle energies of the forgotten cloak the wearer from detection, and leave them with light contact upon the world. Stealth rolls for avoiding notice (even when directly observed) and Athletics rolls for movement and balance gain the Rote Action quality.
      Dream Core: The gossamer energies of thought and dream allow the wearer to ignore trifling things like gravity and sane reaction time. The Wearer can move at their normal speed in any direction, and use their full Defense, even against firearms.

      Drawback: The influences of the suit's cores are as encompassing as its effects are. Bans inflicted upon users strongly urge them to behave as if they were the ephemeral being in question. Banes are usually weapons of a quality know for its potency against such beings (such as blessed weapons for ghosts, silver for spirits). In addition, the wearer has the Open Condition keyed to the type of being in the Core for 11 - Integrity hours after use.

      Leliel So, thoughts? For the base effect, I was using the character's Attributes instead of a fixed value, though that could easily by modified. For the Cores, Spirit was meant to be combat favorable, though Regeneration or Attribute Enhancement (like Spirit's ability to spend Essence to boost traits). Ghost was to make them merge with the shadows, thief-like, though outright shifting to Twilight would work too. For Dream, well, flying is a common dream (and Mage-like to boot), while the full Defense lets them dodge bullets, Matrix style. Honestly, though, there are so many options. Oh, and another even more "compressed" option for appearance is to make it a (glowing optional) chest-plate like Iron Man in Avengers: Infinity War.

      Not bad. In fact, I like it!

      Sorry I haven't been here much, last week was hectic, and you add my inability to keep attention on one thing...yeah. I'll get bak to this, though.


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      • #18
        So, do you have a Conspiracy write-up yet? (I was going to throw up "How would [Gesalt] see Dreamlanders?" on the P:tH Discord.)


        Malkydel: "And the Machine dictated; let there be adequate illumination."
        Yossarian: "And lo, it was optimal."

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        • #19
          Originally posted by Vent0 View Post
          So, do you have a Conspiracy write-up yet? (I was going to throw up "How would [Gesalt] see Dreamlanders?" on the P:tH Discord.)

          I do have the intro done. Ahem:

          The Vigrid Foundation

          There is divinity in all of us. You are the titans we cast down.

          Humanity has always sought to be more than a hairless, intelligent ape.

          Transhumanism, the movement that states that states that the limitations of the human form (things like mortality, genetic diseases, the inability to regrow limbs) are meant to be overcome and conquered, has a new name on a very, very old face. The Vigrid Foundation, an originally Dutch nonprofit dedicated to the research of ways to "overcome the weaknesses of humanity", especially prosthetics and treatment of neurological disorders (which they are very quick to mention means things like Alzheimer's, not deviant opinions) says, when they feel safe to admit to their spiritual side, that transhumanism is in fact something so old it may as well be an instinct. The Epic of Gilgamesh, after all, is at least partially a story about a man trying to overcome the greatest limitation of all, old age. Yes, he failed, but the Foundation says that this is because it is a moral tale; a warning to not embrace the instinctive urge to be more too tightly, much as how stories against greed advise to be generous, because otherwise the motive to have more turns self-destructive. Our heroes, our idols-we do not ascribe human qualities to them, because we wish them to be more than what we are. Gnostics, Nietzschean thought, Buddhism in its myriad forms; all exalt the urge to transcend, to become more, to cast off all limitations and become a perfect being beyond the basal meat of instincts, spiritually perfect (though naturally the definition of "perfection" varies greatly). Even the Bible has a recollection of Gilgamesh; wasn't Eve tempted from ignorance by the promise to "Be like God"?

          Don't believe them? That's fine; people still think the Earth is flat too, despite demonstrable proof. And the Foundation has proof for days; they, frustratingly, will not be trusted because of one of those same meat instincts, fear. Fear, unspoken, that others ignored the lesson of Gilgamesh and Genesis and reached too far, too quickly, and became instead less than human; immortal, but needing blood in place of normal nutrition, perfect health at the cost of uncontrollable rage and transformation, command over the mind reliant on a parasite that is a low-functioning sociopath by any normal measurement.

          Fear that is entirely rational. There really has been failed attempts at transcendence, dozens of them-and a few, unfortunately, become self-sustaining, lineages of failures that either force their own reproduction or are close enough to success that others mistake it for true superiority to humanity. Some can live in peace with the wild-type, as the Foundation refers to baseline, mundane humans. Most require sustenance of some kind from their cousins, which leads the founder of the Foundation, one Dr. Hermanus Appelo, to believe that their form of transcendence was always meant to be exclusive, hoarded by an elite that regarded themselves as divine kings of a terrified populace. In fact, he has proof of it-his doctorate actually is in medicine (orthotics, the creation of splints and other forms of recovery brace, to be precise), but to help pad out his resume and gain a certain job if his dream one fell through, he also got a bachelor's in mythological studies, focusing on stories of the Aesir. As far as he knew, the two were completely lacking in common material-until one day, during a holiday in Denmark, he accidentally fell into a yet-undiscovered burial mound of a Viking nobleman-and the first to see his body. The body covered in devices that Dr. Appelo immediately recognized as akin to advanced splints, the cutting edge of modern-day orthotics, almost outright mechanized though with no obvious source of power. Fascinated, he stole one of the old noble's arm braces to examine-and then was shocked when said discovery was "completely mundane" for a nobleman, with no sigh of the strange splints except for the one in his own possession. Suspicious, the doctor began to examine the splint more closely, restoring it as her did so-first as a hobby, then as an obsession as more and more bizarre events akin to poltergeist activity occurred around it-and then it became the center of his life, when agents of the witch who stole the rest of the ancient augmentations tried to kill him. The assailant was stopped, however-by the splint, which suddenly animated and strangled the assassin in full view of the terrified, fascinated Dr. Appelo (no charges were filed-it was obvious self-defense, and no one wanted to admit that the brace apparently had enough of a mind to be gracious). After teaching the device Morse code, detectable as electrical surges on an EKG, the orthotist learned that the splint was in fact a container for one of the thane's own ancestors, who lent the strength of her arm to her grandson-and she was not the only spirit. So long as a thane was linked to a particular bloodline, it seemed, then ghosts of their ancestors, spirits of their lands, and even sentient forms of their own ideals could be called by Norse shamans as brace-talismans.

          As more and more of Appelo's friends and co-workers were gradually introduced to the ghost-brace and its (her) strange history, slowly a new idea took form; was it due to a genetic lock, or was it due to some strange, minor mutation of the bloodline, a rare allele? Eventually, one other doctor, a (formerly regarded as) crankish sort suggested that, perhaps, the thane's splints were calling to someone who could use them? A genetic test and some bone stolen from a new exhibit later proved it-Appelo himself was a direct relative of the old nobleman, and further testing of the brace after binding it to Appelo himself showed exactly what the trait was-a unique collection of nervous tissue, less a mutation than a slightly divergent arrangement of synapses that nevertheless acted as an organic antenna for the spirit-infused machine that brought the splint to its full, preternatural potential.

          An organic antenna that could be artificially reproduced. It wasn't even that expensive.

          Slowly, the Vigrid Foundation took shape, and with it, a strange, universalist faith. To Appelo and his fellows, the realms of the divine (all three of them; both personal experience and testimony have shown there are three distinct classes of "energetic" being-the souls of the dead, spontaneously sentient patterns of a universal energy field, and bits of the sentient mind that have developed their own capacity to think) are, in a sense, bodhisattvas for humanity; by embodying them in the new field of Theoprothesis, one can give humanity a taste of being a purely spiritual being free of the travails of the human body. It's a very nondenominational religion; their prophet, Appelo, was an atheist before his discovery, and even now he's skeptical any religion has any idea of what's actually going on, but he has never looked down on the spiritual. Now that he has definitive proof of an afterlife of some variety, he's far more willing to give them the benefit of the doubt if their beliefs acknowledge the possibility of being incorrect and change their theory to suit the evidence. Ultimately, the Foundation worships very fervently, but the pantheon of gods they bow their heads to are not yet born-for the pantheon is humanity itself, using the power of technology and what the uninformed call magic (the Foundation calls it "poorly understood psyche-based dimensional manipulation") to liberate itself from disease, from pain, from suffering-into a form that could only be called gods. Small gods, admittedly. But gods.

          There is, however, a very pertinent reason for the first part of their name. Besides a reference to their founder's old obsessions and how he discovered that first arm-brace, it's a reference to Ragnarok; Vigrid is the plain on which the final battle between the benevolent Aesir and the primordial fire giant Surtur-a metaphor very present in the minds of the Foundation. For old, failed prototypes of transhumans roam the world still, still trying to live as gods and tyrants over the mortals. Some may have a place in a world of equal gods-Thor himself was half-giant after all, and Loki lived peacefully among the Aesir for a time. But in time, Loki's nature as an atavistic callback to a savage time before Odin ordered the world won out, and the giants will march against the new order of things to destroy it. The Foundation may study these old gods, figure out where they went wrong and where they are truly beyond human to improve their own coming immortality, but they are callbacks to a savage time which has no place in the paradise to come. One day, there will be a war between the old dark and the new light, and the dark spreads fear and misery by its broken nature.

          The world is Vigrid, its people the soldiers and victims of a terrible conflict. The Vigrid Foundation will-must-defeat the giants who seek to devour them. And from the blood of giants a new world will grow-one without limits.

          All will be as gods.


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          • #20
            Thanks. Relaying a question - would Horrors count as Dream if they were contained in Cores? Can they be contained in Cores?


            Malkydel: "And the Machine dictated; let there be adequate illumination."
            Yossarian: "And lo, it was optimal."

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            • #21
              Originally posted by Vent0 View Post
              Thanks. Relaying a question - would Horrors count as Dream if they were contained in Cores? Can they be contained in Cores?
              I am ruling they can count as Dream or Spirit-but they would have to be captured before Devouring. Otherwise they are somoleine's soul. Or Unfettered, but those are also still Beasts, albeit primarily ephemeral ones. So those can't be bound safely, they're still too physical so long as the Beast is still attached. Emphasis on "safely."


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              • #22
                you have any sterotypes for these guys? because i'm interested to see what they think about other hunters and monsters

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                • #23
                  Originally posted by Mr.Perfect cell View Post
                  you have any sterotypes for these guys? because i'm interested to see what they think about other hunters and monsters

                  Hm:

                  Null Mysteriis: I used to believe in the maxim that you shouldn't leave your head so open so open your brain falls out. After talking with one of their Rationalists for more than an hour, I've added a bit-"don't attach yourself so thickly to skepticism it becomes a religion." Seriously, I get the sense that the existence of an afterlife of any kind, especially given how ghosts exist, is blasphemy to them. Just listen to them talk about how ghosts aren't people, they're "mindless" or "clones" or "energy-based parasites"; the idea they could be postmortem consciousness, however fragmentary, outright scares them. Say what you will about how it seems like the binding rites for Theoprosthetics still look like ceremonies and how hammy we get, we at least fit the theory to the evidence. They want the evidence to fit the theory, it's just not as blatant since the theory here is meme theory.

                  Network Zero: I've met a couple of these guys; one of their high-ranking blogger's almost a dual member after we gave her some new legs. They need something resembling quality control and a database for things other than video data, but they're excellent eyewitnesses. Can't really develop a working theory, but given what we know they're a godsend for corroborating evidence of the abilities of partial ascendants and related creatures. Of course, we often end up having to bail them out...and more than a few think we're some kind of ancient conspiracy hit squad of the Illuminati here to mold the world to our idea of utopia (which is complete balderdash. We're nowhere near ancient).

                  Promethean Brotherhood: Monsters. You want to know why we don't trust mages? It's these murderous assholes; we know what they're trying to do to themselves, and ever since we found out, there's been a theory among us that the first wizards likewise tortured trueborn supernatural beings to death to partially ascend. It's a minority view, but I've seen what they do to enhance that Rite of theirs; puke ruined a perfectly good soil sample. They are exactly the kind of tyrant that unleashed the curse of vampirism and lycanthropy on the world, and didn't care; any power is power, no matter how inhuman you become. Take what data they have, and kill them-same as any other partial who abuses their power.

                  Cheiron Group: Let's get this perfectly clear; we are not, and have never been, part of the Field Projects Division. Some of us were employed by their subsidiaries at one point, but ever since it became clear we're a rival for resources, they have been quickly fired or otherwise rendered impotent. And good riddance. I'd love to get a good look at their Thaumatech, since it's almost certainly a parallel development to primitive Theoprosthesis we could reverse-engineer, but Cheiron is the poster company for being unable to see past the bottom line. They could exalt humanity itself, and they spend their brilliance trying to raise quarterly earnings by less than a percent. There is nothing there worth admiring, not even their skills as resource capturing; besides being completely unethical, they've never actually made any breakthroughs, because like any oil conglomerate, it's too profitable to avoid asking questions like "is there a better way" or "what happens when we run out." Never accept their grant money on their terms.

                  The Lucifuge: Of course, interbreeding between humanity and spiritual entities has a long and storied past. It's almost certainly an accidental distortion made by people who didn't understand the mechanics of genetic engineering or dimensionally-cultivated mutations, but that doesn't mean they were completely wrong. Of course, the entities others call "demons" are definitely not a friendly variety, something in their diet steering them towards cultivating antisocial behavior or engaging in it themselves. It's probably not a good look for humanity the most stable strains of quote "hybrids" unquote claims relation to them. Still, as far as partially ascendant go, they're relatively harmless. Yes, they're given over to hostile moods, but at least some have a culture that promotes social responsibility and hunting their inherently sociopathic relatives. I would love to study a volunteer one day-maybe get some new ideas for an augment. After all, they're already an enhanced subspecies of homo sapien with enhanced dimensional manipulation and longevity-who's to say we can't hybridize with less hostile entities?

                  The Faithful of Shulpae: "Gaze too long into the abyss..." These people cause me to remember good old Freddy warning us to keep our morals in mind. I really want to hate these guys. If they were just completely obsessed with power like the Brotherhood, I could write them off as cannibal psychopaths and move on. Thing is, they don't eat partial ascendants because they hate them, or even because they want their power-not just that. It's because they understand. They understand that a "god" is ultimately something born out of humanity, and they want that godhood spread amongst the species. Admittedly, their belief structure has it that godhood is inherently exclusive, but they're born out of the same impulse we were, it's just horrifying what they do to partials as well as themselves. I still have nightmares of the face one made when we were interrogating him-not because he was feral, or rabid, or anything like that. It's that he was, until I played good cop and explained what my beliefs were-everything animalistic on that face fell away, and he made this disbelieving, almost hopeful face. Like he finally found someone who got it. I'm not sure he was wrong.


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                  • #24
                    Ok, Those are way too long. Want some help condensing those ideas into single sentences?


                    A god is just a monster you kneel to. - ArcaneArts, Quoting "Fall of Gods"

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                    • #25
                      Originally posted by Master Aquatosic View Post
                      Ok, Those are way too long. Want some help condensing those ideas into single sentences?
                      Sure. I was also getting their ideology out there too-which needs to be in the write up itself.


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