• Nobles of Null is a forum based roleplay site where sci-fi and magic collide. Here, Earth remains fractured and divided despite humanity reaching out to the stars. Worse still, the trans-human slaves of one major power have escaped, only to establish their own Empire, seething with resentment at abuses of the past. Even the discovery of aliens, though medieval in development, has failed to rally these squabbling children of Earth together with its far darker implications. Worse still, is the discovery of the impossible - magic. Practiced by the alien locals, nearly depleted and therefore rare, its reality warping abilities remains abstract and distant to the general populace. All the while, unseen in the darkness of space, forces from without threaten to press in. For those with eyes opened by insight, it is clear that an era is about to end, and that a new age will dawn.

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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    "Do you remember the grubs? The swarm that came in when we found the drone. They didn't harm us, even when we shot them. They were all soft, grubby, motley. They didn't look like the predators we were fighting earlier. Maybe there's some variety but this..." Jurgen's foot lightly kicked the...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    "Just bullshit Vlad. Don't pay him mind. Right now, he's our possible ticket out of here and beyond that, I'm sure he can take a few pulse-beams to his mug. He's not a blast-door but if things go to hell, push him in front of one of his kind's grenades." To emphasize his point, Jurgen's foot...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    || FROM MERE KNOWLEDGE OF STRATEGEM I DEDUCE YOUR DETACHMENT IS IN DIRE LACK OF TIME. FROM THE REEK OF FEAR AND EXCRETED FLUID BENEATH THE PALTRY EXO-SUITS YOU CALL PROTECTION, YOU LACK VIGOR. YOUR CRUELTY IS BUT AN IMITATION BEFORE THE HANGING CLAW OF A RIGHTFUL MASTER; THE FANTASY OF OFFSPRING...
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    Exhumation

    "A merciful death shall suffice for rescue. Those on board the asteroid-station can primarily be accounted for as deceased or near-death." The vrexul that spoke did not speak through a text-to-voice speaker system. The sounds it made were too organic, too inflected, and too wet in their grimy...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    "Keep that EMP on a hair trigger Doug. If things go south, it might be our ace in the hole." Jurgen kept his handgun pointed at the creature's head. The sound of creaking ceilings straining under collapsed floors above had diminished. He could almost hear his own heart pounding into his ears...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    The slain creature Vlad was videoing was similar to their unwilling prisoner but it could not be said to be a perfect replica to Vlad's camera. This one was a little larger, spinier, yet also more slender in build. It was less beetle-like, almost more like an earwig - a thickened, bulky one but...
  7. Gronskande System

    Ex-Commonwealth of Worlds separatist system
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    The sloping pathway both of the aliens attempted to use to escape was probably something they could scale. It was a smooth and laminated wooden floor that normally would have been kept up by pillars, now scarred with rending trenches and blast-marks. Yet one alien was forced to shoulder the...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    "Get away from the railings and take five of the remaining troopers with you. Rest of you, that bastard's paying with his head!" The increasingly diminished number of soldiers was split; one group attempting to move Doug and Korofi to somewhere better obscured and easier to bottleneck threats...
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    Chapter 2: The Ruins Are Alive

    Doug's handgun fire whizzed through the air, missing the spherical object with his handicapped aim. Korofi's managed to ping a few shots off of it judging by the sparks that flew but they were glancing hits. It was off course, but not by much. Hitting a pile of fallen ceiling tiles, it bounced...
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    Reclamation: Chapter 1: Inheritance

    "THIS STATION IS OF VITAL IMPORTANCE TO US. IT HOUSES THINGS OF NOTABLE SIGNIFICANCE, NOT OF AOS SI ORIGIN BUT OUR OWN. WE ARE AWARE OF WHAT YOUR TECHNOLOGY CAN DO AND WHAT A WAR WILL BRING. IF YOU WISH TO FIGHT, WE HAVE NO INTEREST IN YOUR POLITICS. WE CANNOT OFFER THE ENTIRETY OF OUR...
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    Reclamation: Chapter 1: Inheritance

    "THEN SPEAK. STATE YOUR GOAL AND HOW IT SHALL BENEFIT US." The weapon pointed directly down before retracting back into the hole it had emerged from as the glow of the ships and the twitching shadows they cast dimmed and diminished. The room returned to being refreshingly still, as if it was...
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    Reclamation: Chapter 1: Inheritance

    The upper left barrel of the quad-turret flashed and a blink-fast bolt of white flew past Wang's shoulder, cracking against the ground and sending fragments of shattered stone and metal in a geyser-like burst. It had been mere inches from his head. The turret shifted. Its barrels shuffled...
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    Reclamation: Chapter 1: Inheritance

    "A TITLE THAT IS MERELY WORDS. OUR AGES IN SECLUSION ARE NOT. WE HAVE DWELLED IN THIS SPACE AND MADE IT UNTO OUR OWN. GIVE US YOUR KNOWLEDGE OR YOUR LEAVE." A few of the ceiling tiles shifted in silent agreement and silent threat. The lights on the ships flickered for a few moments, blinking...
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    Reclamation: Chapter 1: Inheritance

    Before he could make it within grasping distance of the vessel, the shipyard-turned-hideout made a warning clear. Dust floated downwards in a rain of grey as a quad-barreled shape emerged its slot in the ceiling. Five domes and the maggot-wriggling camera-eyes cluttered behind them formed a...
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