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Welp, besides going absolutely bananas on the Chaos Quartet getting the glowup they deserve, looks like I misjudged who created them in the first place. Whoops 😅

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Nevertheless, the little context clues just scream the idea of Metta pulling the strings as inconspicuously as possible to bring Vaithe/Vados out of the woodwork of the Pixekai program...Indirectly, of course, that's just his motif at this point. If you don't want to watch the video to catch up, here's a little rundown of the Chaos timeline (using Luke as the MC name because it's canon in my heart and in the official Nexomon channel):

TL;DR: While the Abyssals DLC explains how Amelie created Vados by finding an ancient Micromon dex in the Frozen Tundra, it inadvertently reveals Metta's future plan of reviving the relics of N1 and Micromon past for Nexomon 3; and the Micromon fans should rise from the dead since Leah might come back to control the Chaos Quartet as she did once before and become Malk 2.0.

-About a decade before Luke's birth (25-ish years ago), the Guild (ie. Amelie and Logan) find a trove of tech from the Frozen Tundra containing the Micromon database ("The MALK blueprints" aka. 154 horribly displaced 'mons at their disposal). Micromon/MCR 150-154 contain the Chaos siblings [Gurgita, Fulmina, Anima, Agita, and Vaithe]. -10 years later, Luke/Solus is born and the Greater Dragons go crazy, destroying their initial lab at Drake Isles and destroying the data of 149 MCRs; Amelie and Logan only managed to recover the last five, although most of the original data was heavily damaged from the rampage. The two then travel to Precursor Mountain (previous, and future, stomping ground of the Abyssal Tyrants) and split the data between two labs; Amelie working on Fulmina, Agita and Vaithe while Logan takes Gurgita and Anima. Logan hides in a lab deep in the mountain where a strange spatial anomaly already present in the area creates an endless maze and disorients anyone that tries to traverse it (Amelie is rightfully pissed off about it). -About a year later, the Renegades start hatching their Tyrants and wreck havoc on the world to try and become King of Monsters, causing Amelie to panic and prioritize completing Vaithe/Vados over the Chaos Quartet. They split the data and Logan just plops the disc for Anima on his desk back at Cadium as a "souvenir". They finish Vados just around the time of the main story (now I believe that this scene might be the exact moment when Vados was completed/activated; honing onto Luke way too fast for comfort and rightfully freaking him out, though it would've been interesting to see some kind of reaction from Coco or the others as well). -In the present time of the Abyssal DLC (post-game mind you), Luke stumbles upon Amelie's old lab and recover the first Chaos disc (Fulmina); plunging headfirst into a rabbit hole that inevitably releases four digi-gods of the Micromon past into the far flung future of 1,015 years later. Of course, for science!

Now with that added context, it makes a bit more sense on the revival side since it's easy to assume (in N:E time) that all of them were bipedal with the data they salvaged...Still, what an upgrade it was! :D

Move over Dracozolt/vish and Arctozolt/vish, this is how you butcher ancient mons right! But it says as much that while Chaos Quartet were the only ones that were damaged, Vados was restored and looked relatively the same...Well, Amelie was so adamant on bringing the Colossus of Light into the real world with all his bells and whistles attached (with the terrifying bonus of giving him an evolution on top of it all).

All in all, the main question here is how Amelie and Logan were able to recover such a priceless time capsule of Micromon data in the first place? While Logan mentioned finding them in the Frozen Tundra, I have a feeling that there are only two places they could've found it: Omnicron's Tomb or Nexolord/Metta's old house in N1. And getting the Micromon database in its entirety, I'm pretty sure that Metta either had an M-Linker from Malk or took possession of it after N1; but I love the idea that they only called it the "MALK database" since he literally wrote his name on the dex for keepsake (and the same applies for the Chaos/CHAOS Quartet). Case in point, the amount of people that know the existence of the Pixekai program in Extinction's time are slim to none; Metta, the N1 protagonist, Atlas, and Vados himself (depends if he remembers his MCR times or not). And obviously with Metta having direct access to Micromon from Malk (and/or the M-Linker), who's to say that he kept the data safe until they brought back another set of monstrosities that shouldn't exist in the first place. If he's smart enough to fix a resurrection machine on the edge of destruction and drop off the grid after near-death two times in the N1 timeline, he's definitely smart enough to possibly make a copy of Micromon or Pixekai to use for his future plot... And while I'm on a roll with the Metta revival theory, on top of holding onto priceless Pixekai data, he would definitely still have a Nexopad to boot, leading to the revival of a bunch of wonderful iterations of N1 (and or MCR) mons before Amelie and Logan even set foot on the mountain: • Abbadog (N 183) -> Abbadog (NX 382) • Arctivore (N 183) -> Arctivore (NX 383) • Bogarp (N 180) -> Bogarp (NX 384) •Dustuf (MCR) -> Broshield (N 153) -> Broshield (NX 385) •Hoosdom (MCR 105) -> Wiselie (N 156) -> Wiselie (NX 401) •Fropip (N 11) -> Frominence (NX 409) • Hobyn (N 3) -> Mauradin (NX 407) • Molotail (MCR 66) -> Trondle (N 162) -> Trondle (NX 397) • Mollucess (MCR 140) -> Gemeen (N 95) -> Gemeen (NX 406) • Ashgon (MCR 62) -> Tephragon (N 101) -> Tephragon (NX 408) And many many many more...

While listing the examples above, the reoccurring theme is that each revived Nexomon keeps their original name from the N1 era, even if they clearly have a major upgrade or appearance change (in contrast to the first iteration of revived Nexomon in the main story). The few Nexomon that received a different name are Frominence and Mauradin since they are an additional evo from their previous incarnation. And even if it rightfully pissed Ziegler off when over a thousand clearly extinct Nexomon were somehow resurrected from the Netherworld, he (predictably) blames Luke for it since the magic signature is practically identical to his power of Life (Even Deena confirms that her siblings (and herself) aren't capable of this scheme to this extent). But, you know, they lived on the mountain before he showed up; and with the added hassle of Venefelis somehow "holding onto" the access energy to consistently revive his Abyssal siblings out of spite and vengeance alone... Everything about Precursor Mountain just leaves a Metta-sized footprint on his upcoming plots and everyone in the Guild is too stressed out about the Abyssals coming back until the Primordial Tyrants (and/or Vados) get a whole lot of whiplash when they finally figure out the true culprit of this whole fiasco. But to make this absolutely long story short, Metta was reviving an entire Nexomon army from the past (and Digi-World) on a uncharted mountain right under everyone's noses and plans to psychologically torment his nephew for centuries to come until he gets the throne since being Nexolord just didn't scratch that itch anymore.

Oh right, I also needed to explain why Leah might come back... -She's the only one who can control the Chaos Quartet (as explained in my previous post). -While Malk might've destroyed Pixekai to escape into the real world (albeit in temporal limbo), the key point is him updating Pixekai from 1.0 to 2.0; presumably reformatting Micromon's story to exclude him. So who's to say that Leah is still alive in the program since all that she wants is to live a better life in the real world... -Oh yeah, and have you seen her mask? She would become Metta's replacement Overseer after Glacia in a heartbeat.

While I don't exactly know how many hurdles Metta will jump through for Nexomon 3 and whether or not Leah will come back for real, the continuity is way too easy to see if anyone had the chance to look back to Micromon (and here's the full playlist in case anyone wants to catch up on potential foreshadowing).

Nevertheless, Moga/Vewo Interactive has been going strong on tying loose ends in all three games so far; so who's to say that Metta's going to throw down hard with ancient Nexomon and Micromon at his disposal in Nexomon 3, and he might as well have another helping hand that is both a genius of their time, digital just like Malk, and has a heart as cold as ice like Glacia...And if we somehow get to see Zeth and Cyborg come back from the woodwork too, I'll be happy. :)

#long post #Youtube #nexomon spoilers #nexomon extinction spoilers #micromon #micromon spoilers #nexomon metta #micromon leah #Come get your food Micromon fans!#While I'm pretty sure PQube didn't update the Nexopedia the theory went wild the moment I saw Fulmina and Gurgita on breezewiki

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firewolf-pyro · 1 year

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Episode twelve: finally part one- return to oceanica

Back to the ocean the investigating Torchwood crew would find themselves. They had tried to find Jones the day previous, even going as far as interrogating the Dalek that now floated over the ocean’s surface in front of their boat. It had resulted in minor gashes and hurt pride but had gotten them no answers. Olesia leaned over the front of the ship clutching a compulsion in one hand while she pointed into the water below them with the other. There was a pulsating light that lit up the water in front of her, emanating from deep under the ocean’s surface.

“That’s it, this is the spot.” Olesia called up to the Dalek who lowered himself down to just above the water’s surface. The strange technology that kept the machine above the surface caused the surface of the water to bubble and ripple around the edge of Dalek’s skirt.

“Descending.” Blueton called over to Olesia as he began sinking into the cold black water. Olesia glanced over to her tablet which connected again to the Dalek’s video feed.

“If your theory is correct, Blue- then he will be down there. So will that officer, and who knows who else.” Olesia shouts as the last of the Dalek’s dome vanishes below the water’s surface. The eyestalk turns under the water to watch Olesia’s form peak over the edge of the ship before returning to focus on the pulsing blue light below him. The abyss had a strange way of calling to this Dalek.

“Agreed.” Blueton’s voice came through the tablet’s speakers. After the hours and hours of constant questioning the day before he had managed to convince the three remaining Torchwood agents that Jones might have been taken via one of the other orbs. With how many they had seen in the depths of the ocean it only made sense that the one in their possession couldn’t possibly be the only one wandering around the planet. Let alone the only one wandering around this location.

“Find a way in, No matter what! This is no longer a salvage mission, it’s a rescue mission, understood?” Olesia ordered the Dalek over the tablet resting beside her. Blueton remained silent for a long time as he sunk deeper into the water. His patience for these humans was at its end and it was beginning to show.

“I said, understood?!” Olesia barked again. The visual feed showed Blueton’s eyestalk turn towards the surface of the water. He was quiet for another moment before pulling himself together. He needed them, if only just for a few moments longer.

“Understood, Submerging.” They stated as they focused on the lights below him once more. He took his time this time around to submerge, his eyestalk turning from place to place in a cautious sweep of the grounds below him. He had not expected there to be so many drone bots around the crescent ship the first time he had dove deep under the water’s surface. With that noted he needed to be aware of his surroundings just in case there were more hidden within the rocks and silty debris. It wasn’t himself he was worried about, but the environment around him. The cliff sides around the ship were unstable and if he were to fight the orbs again it would risk their collapse, burying him and the ship both.

“Blueton? Come in Dalek Blueton?” Olesia spoke over the sound of rushing water. Blueton stared over the silk covered ship just yards away from himself. Each pulse of light from the ship seemed to send more silky silt away from itself, burying the remains of the orbs Blueton had destroyed only days prior.

“I am present.” Blueton replied. He had to pull up away from the ship when the silky ground below him was disturbed. More glowing orbs rose up from the ground to defend their ship from the opposing force.

“See if you can find that entrance again. If those things try and stop you this time around you can go ahead and get rid of them.” Olesia said through clenched teeth. There was no reason to be merciful towards these devices when the life of her coworker and friend were on the line.

“I obey.” The Dalek continued on a course he had already planned. He drew the orbs away from the ship into the forest of volcanic vents a little ways away from it. It would only take him a moment or so within that area to lose the majority of the cloister. Destroying the remaining members that insisted on tailing him was easily done away from the ship.

Above him Olesia watched the Dalek avoid the crescent ship. She could see him lead the remaining orbs away from it but once he was in the volcanic field the visual feed began to glitch and lag. She could barely hear what was going on around the Dalek that was miles below the ocean’s surface.

“Blueton- Blue? You’re breaking up-“ Olesia spoke quickly as she picked her tablet up to try and find a spot with better connection. Blueton either didn’t hear her or did not care to respond as he remained silent.

Far below the boat Olesia and her crew were waiting aboard Blueton had gotten close enough to the ship to bump its energy shield. The silvery blue of the energy shield vanished into the darkness before lighting up again once Blueton nudged it again. It only took an energy overload caused by the Dalek’s gunstick to tear the shield down. The moment it was down Blueton found his way into the entrance of the crescent ship.

The entrance did not go unnoticed via the ship’s mainframe. The operating systems quickly triggered the alarm systems and awakening more security drones that had resided within its’ halls. Blueton ignored most of the advances as he approached the airlock of the crescent ship. With his manipulator arm pressed against the locking mechanism it only took him a minute of calculations to convince the computer systems that he had the passcode for the doors. The doors behind him closed, locking him into the entrance of the escape pod.

The only light in the small entrance was the Dalek’s eyestalk. He could hear the engines of the ship begin to rev deeper in, the systems turning on the emergency lights. Red lights flood the water around the Blue Dalek. The water is drained from the entrance allowing the second set of doors to creak open in front of him. The red light is countered via flashes of brilliant blue. Each security drone within the ship that had been waiting for the Dalek’s entrance would be destroyed nearly instantly. He culled the ship of the useless technology as he moved to the back wall- locating some of the ship’s controls.

It only took the Dalek a moment more to cut the emergency system of the crescent ship off. With the red lights shifted to solid white And the blaring alarms finally cut off Blueton could focus on locating the pilot’s bay of the ship. Within the small room he ignored the remains of what lay on the ground around the ship’s controls. The computer systems would need to be altered for Dalek use later but- he could not take a moment to celebrate the great success of finally locating the piece of ancient technology he had been after for so long.

“Success, all engines register as functional. This technology will suffice.” The Dalek stated as he got a good read of the ship’s interior. He was busy reading through the ship’s records, his manipulator arm hooked into the mainframe of the ship’s computer systems. He didn’t notice the person peek into the pilot’s bay from around the corner of the door. He hadn’t noticed them- until the computer system alerted him of the door’s inability to close because there was a life form blocking it. His eyestalk turned around behind him to stare right into the eyes of the police officer that had been missing for more than a week now.

“EXTERMINATE!” The Dalek roared, disconnecting his manipulator arm from the computers and turning the shoulder section of the armor around to face them. The room was lit with blue as his laser struck the officer in the chest. They crumpled to the floor just outside of the pilot’s room allowing the pilot’s room doors to close.

“All enemies have been eliminated. Restoring all controls.” He spoke firmly, keeping himself in order despite the fact he was completely alone at the bottom of the ocean. He pressed his manipulator arm back into the ship’s controls to begin the ship’s repair system’s. Outside of the pilot’s room the orbs that were not destroyed lifted back into the air to begin their tasks of repairing the interior of the ship. Rusting patches of metal were cut out and melted down while broken or frayed wires were repaired and replaced.

“All engines online. Navigation systems, online. Shields, online. Beginning accent from ocean floor to ocean level.” Blueton spoke to no one but himself as the ship’s dashboard lit up under his manipulator arm. Every second that ticked by around Blueton something new was repaired. He stared over the controls- reading and re-reading over the piloting system the memory banks of the computer’s held.

“I can not pilot- this will be… interesting.” Blueton admitted to himself. He was a strategist, not a ship pilot. Yet still, all Daleks were geniuses. No one got anywhere without trying. The ship shuttered around him as the engines kicked in, pushing the old crescent shaped vessel out of its grave at the bottom of the ocean up towards the surface. Blueton took it slow, adjusting the levels within each wing of the ship to adjust how the ship was angled. He was learning as he brought the ancient ship up towards the ocean’s surface.

#doctor who #torchwood #dalek #torchwood’s dalek #fanfiction #doctor who fanfiction

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Restoration (Defender part 3)

"Princess. Do you honestly think this is a good idea?"

"No. Not at all, Coran. But it's the only thing we can do. I don't care what he did, we're not murderers, we can't let him bleed out like a dying beast here on the ground. He's not a threat anymore."

"But he will be if we let him heal! He'll try to kill us like he did back in the Rift!" Coran stomped his foot, furrowing his eyebrows. "He's a Galra, the son of Zarkon nonetheless, and as it has been proven, they cannot be trusted!!" The Gorgeous man was fuming with indignation, both towards the Princess, and the Galra Royal bleeding out on the concrete. Nonetheless, the Crown Princess of Altea did not heed to his words and lifted the man off the ground, carrying him inside Blue. "If his restoration will be my undoing, so be it. I already gave up my life once, don't think I won't do it again if we have even the slightest chance at peace. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an healing pod to prepare, whether you're going to help me with it or not."

That was three weeks ago, at least on the planet they were. Being in a different time pocket made days on Earth go by like doboshes in there. She remembered texting Lance in what she thought were two different days, yet the messages on his device were barely five minutes apart. -This is good- she thought. -this way, we have all the time we need.- to do exactly what though, she still had no idea. Allura had been staring at the man in the pod for what felt like ages to her now, a raging storm of conflicting emotions deeply distressing her. Her torturous stream of conflicting thoughts were brought to a grinding halt by Kolivan and Krolia entering the room, drawing a surprised gasp from the Princess. They bowed, and Allura absentmindedly gestured them to stand up as she turned her head to look at the fallen Prince.

"What news do you bring? Anything that may hint towards the circumstances of his exit from the Rift, or how he survived?" Asked the Princess apprehensively. The man before her eyes was a mistery, wrapped in an enigma and tied with a pretty ribbon of misdirection. He claimed to abhor violence and was shown to be suave, elegant and respectful in his ways. Yet. He killed. This man had his hands soiled in the blood of Alteans, and he kept such an information from her! How could he, how could he do such a vile thing, to someone as innocent as her people, as Romelle! It was that name that was uttered by the two Blades.

"We found news regarding Romelle. Rather... disturbing news, may I add." It was Kolivan speaking, his deep voice echoing lightly through the otherwise empty room. "After raiding Lotor's various hideouts, we found an encrypted datalog, that, once we cracked the code, revealed a series of video diaries dating back to when the Colony was first founded. And.. well, We believe it's better if you look for yourself."

While taken aback by that statement, the Princess couldn't call herself reluctant to comply. She would've done anything to learn more about the mysterious man that so inadvertently entered into her life, completely turning it upside down. She eagerly grabbed the device from Kolivan's hands and waited for the two to leave, before sitting down on a chair by the desk and turning the contraption up. She was greeted by a list of video files, all dating back thousands of years into the past. She clicked on the first with trembling hands and almost gasped as Lotor's face showed up, looking slightly younger than he was now. Unlike his current counterpart, the Lotor of the Diary had a much more emotional approach, given away by the weak smile and weary eyes he sported, she wondered what could have ever happened to turn that soft visage into such an unreadable facade.

"Hi! Uh.. I really don't know how to start this- but here we go. I guess introductions are in order. I am Prince Lotor, son of Honerva and Blood Emperor Zarkon. During the following years, I shall document the development of our colony through these video diaries. I.. I currently am in exile, on a planet beyond the Quantum Abyss. The wildlife is pacific and most of the flora and fauna is edible, so rations won't be an issue. The lakes and rivers are also devoid of any dangerous pathogen, although the construction of a water purification station is underway. The First Altean who joined me, Petrullius, he's extremely happy to be here. Currently, he's briefing the others on what the life on here will be like, away from the grasp of the Empire... no need to hide, to constantly change appearance... no running away. Not anymore. This is our new Altea, brought forth from the ashes of the Old one."

Allura wasted no time and immediately clicked on the next one, captivated by the apparent innocence of the young Prince.

"Entry number 2, officially marking three years since the start of the colony. Everything proceeds smoothly, and the empire is seemingly unaware of our existence. Our people are thriving, and apparently, they begun working on... some sort of monument. Project Lazon is still in its drafting moments, but it looks more than promising. If the pacing of our progresses remain stable, we may be able to restore our past back to its former glory. The universe will soon remember the might of Altea."

"The might of Altea..." Allura muttered, biting the edge of her sleeve and rapidly moving on to the next entry. What was shown did not make any sense to her, none at all. If the man was so enamoured with Altea and Altean culture, why exploit them for Quintessence? She hoped that this data may harbour within its cybernetic walls the answer to her doubts. And so, entry after entry, recording after recording, Allura fell deeper into the rabbithole that was Lotor's psyche, into the labyrinthine depths of the Emperor's mind.

"Entry number 16, this day marks eight full centuries since the Colony's creation. Project Lazon, the plan to create an elite force of Alteans piloting Quintessence-powered robots, has been put on hold for the time being due to a fallacy found in Alfor's writing. But I'm sure it must have been a translation error, which will be sorted out the soonest possible. Other than that, the Colony's population has been at its all time peak, to the point we actually seemed to have skipped one person during the latest census! Haha, those sentries can be... rather unreliable at times. Said person, Romelle, she's Bandor's older sister. God she's such a sweetheart, so interested in the functioning of our Galra and Altean tech... it's refreshing to see someone willing to learn with so much animosity and glee. Oh? I think they're calling me, I better get going."

And with that, the vlog ended. She then noticed that the next entry was way closer to sixteen then all the other ones were to their previous ones, hesitant, she pressed the display to the following entry and immediately held back a shocked gasp. The man in front of her looked utterly devastated! What could have happened to bring his morale down in the span of mere weeks?

"Entry Number 17: Dark, Darker, Yet Darker. Grim is the future I see, and even after pondering all my options, Grief seems to be the only constant. It's as if the Universe itself is mocking me, reminding me of my constant failures and shortcomings. My mother- no, she's unworthy of said title. Haggar, that witch, she's found out about the Colony! About us!"

Young Lotor slammed his fist on the table, making the camera wobble.

"Romelle is a spy, a treacherous snake acting as her eyes and ears behind my back! Oh how foolish I was, to let myself trust again! The Witch has given us an ultimatum. I am to provide her with the most gifted Alteans of our Colony for her to further her sickening experiments.. failure to do so will prompt her to reveal the Colony's location to Zarkon, thus marking the extinction of Alteans as a whole. For now, I shall comply. I.. I can't let my race be wiped out because of impudence.. I'll find a way to turn this around, I have to! Oh sages help me!"

Allura robotically moved on to the next entry, unable to process anything going on at the moment. In it, Lotor was admittedly more under control, but not less devastated in the slightest, for his eyes betrayed great grief behind his best attempts at a calm and collected expression.

"Entry Number 18: I decided not to tell the truth to the other Alteans, so that panic does not spread like wildfire. It is vital for their survival that the true purpose of the Moon Base is hidden. A medical ward, where I attempt to restore back to health all the victims of Haggar's failures. To the questions that they ask, for the people who do not come back, I tell them that they lost their lives during the exploration of the Quantum Abyss. And so they've repurposed my statue as a memorial, inscribing on them the names of those they 'Lost' as if to scalpel the proof of my failures deep into my soul. Romelle.. she isn't aware of what she did. She's a clone with implanted memories and a preset killswitch. The simple thought of that rotten hag doing something as dehumanising as this.. it sickens me to the core. But perhaps, perhaps I can turn this in my favour. She truly believes her brother is on the Second Colony, and she truly believes that I'm untrustworthy.. but I can plant a seed. I'll break one of the Alteans out, and have him tell her the truth, all the truth, nothing but the truth. I alone cannot fight her, but an organised rebellion with the Alteans, we may be able to subdue her!"

The next entry, nineteen, was nothing but a two minutes video of Lotor crying his eyes out before abruptly cutting the recording. She skipped to the next entry, the last they were able to salvage.

"Entry number twenty.. everything went wrong. As I was trying to break one of the Alteans free, the alarms rang. I managed to send the pod off but the kid didn't know how to properly land. The vehicle crashed into the Holo-sphere where I had Romelle secluded but he was in critical conditions and only managed to spew a few broken words out before I had to take him back to the medical ward. I can't afford other Alteans to die, not if I can prevent it. I let Romelle run off, in hopes she would do the right thing, but she seems all the more convinced that I am the Devil. Project Lazon is to be considered a complete failure.. and, as My Generals are tracking the Trans-Reality comets, my last resort has to be put in place. From this moment on, Project Sincline is officially open."

"And so.. now you know." A feeble, raspy voice beckoned from behind her. She snapped up in shock and immediately turned her head to see the broken Prince just now trying to raise his head to meet her gaze. She didn't think twice before tossing herself in his arms, hugging him tightly and breaking into sobs, apologising profusely. Lotor was shocked, yes, but too weak to fight back. He closed his eyes with a weak sigh and slowly, gently wound his arms around her, his fingers gripping the fabric of her clothes. As the Princess that stole his heart was wetting his bare chest with her warm tears, Lotor felt all the pent up betrayal, anger, and sadness melt away. Lotor cupped her cheeks, calmly lifting her chin so to meet his gaze.

"Allura." His voice was a whisper, a murmur lost to the weakness of his body, The words of a shadow trying to break through the light.

"Your Highness.. you hurt me. You were the first person in my millennia long life I was able to fully trust, the first I could be wholly vulnerable with. After our fight.. the years spent in the rift were spent reliving our last moments together for what felt like an eternity. It's a deep scar, one that will hurt for long. However, you tried to heal me. You tried to bring me back, after finding me again, even going against Coran. You.. you tried to understand me. That, Princess, is more than anybody has ever done for me in my life, and.. it's more than I expected. I would be foolish and childish to just ignore that and focus on the painful moments, for how brief and scarce they were. I won't forgive you, Allura, because there is nothing wrong that you have done to me."

Allura was shocked by Lotor's statement, and suddenly overwhelmed by rapidly resurfacing emotions. She clung onto him for dear life, her body shaking, broken from the outpour of whimpers. Her heart stilled as she felt one of the Prince's hands press its thumb over her altean mark, stroking it with infinite gentleness and care, wiping the tears away from her face. "Your Highness.. you needn't weep. Still those tears, Oh Muse, for I haven't lost what once we shared. I have not rejected the past we lived, I didn't sway from the path we walked. Don't mourn my loss, for you haven't lost me at all. My Queen, I love you." The Altean woman resisted no longer, she couldn't deny her need to share this passion with the man before her, and so she closed the distance between them. Her arms wound around his muscular back and held it tightly, her legs were now splayed over his, straddling him, and just as that, with fierce urgency she claimed his lips for her once more, earning a surprised gasp from the half Galra below her. She breathed his breath, she tasted his lips, but it wasn't enough. She pushed past the barrier of his teeth and brought the kiss on a deeper level, losing herself as her senses faded into the haze. Intoxicated by the coppery taste, and by the incredible softness of his flesh, the Altean royal pulled away after what felt like ages, only to notice that her retrieved lover's face had turned from its classic mauve to a deep red. From her position, she could feel Lotor's heart racing like a wild horse, something that brought a sly smirk to her face. Since the pod had finished its job, she climed down and helped Lotor exit the contraption, guiding him to a pair of crutches so that he may regain motion after such a long period of immobility. As they exited the room together, They noticed Krolia and Kolivan had fallen asleep waiting for the two to exit, nestled into one another for warmth. Chuckling at the cute display, Allura decided to carry a blanket to the two and cover them with it. To avoid embarrassments, the two royals agreed not to question them on the happening after their awakening. The following days flew by with Lotor and Allura doing some much needed catching up and planning the next steps to take against Honerva, especially now that she had several Alteans under her rule.

"And so.. the Alteans in the pods were the secret team that helped you build the portal on the ruins of Daibazaal, and it was the overexposure to the Rift that got them sick?" Asked Allura, looking down in thought. "Precisely." Stated Lotor. "It was basically a race against time. The earlier I could provide free, unlimited Quintessence to everyone, the earlier that filthy, filthy hag would've stopped her barbaric experiments. I lacked the magic of Oriande, and for that reason, I was not able to restore them... I am sorry."

Allura interrupted his apology with a quick peck to the lips, having to stand on the tip of her toes to reach him. "You don't need to apologise, Lotor. You did what you could, with the methods you had. It's me, I should apologise for what I did back then... I should have trusted you, I should've let you explain yourself. I was blinded by my prejudice against your race, by the feeling of having another Altean close to me I abandoned reason completely in favour of a gut reaction. I'm.. oh so deeply sorry, Lotor, for having hurt you to such a cruel extent." Lotor smiled softly at the woman before him, and took her hands between his, holding them tightly. "Allura, my love. Worry not for the mistakes of your past, all is forgiven, and I love you." His voice was low and mellow, his tone was warm, soothing, sweet like molten gold for the Princess' ears. Allura's heart was caught in a deadly grip, threatening to crush it. This man really had given up everything to be with her, and she had shut him down so mercilessly, she wondered if she had actually been the villain all along. She bit her trembling lip and sunk into his arms again, weeping warm tears that trickled down his chest. The Galtean prince then combed a hand through her hair, smiling softly, and sheepishly kissed her forehead. "Shh, it's okay Allura, you don't need to cry. I'm here for you and with you, we will see the end of this together, I promise." Allura replied with a gentle nod, nestling into the man's thick chest and relaxing to the drumming rhythm of his beating heart. As the alien sun settled below the hills outside of her window, she guided Lotor to her bed, and the two spent the night in one another's embrace.

The following morning was wasted in softness and cuddles, with the Princess spoiling her man with chaste kisses and soft caresses, the likes of which he had never felt before. But as the noon came, the two had to rise from their shared bed and make preparations. For that day was the day the team would return to earth and organise the Universe's last stand against the Witch Haggar. Packing their things was a rather quick job, if intermitted by Coran's vigilant gaze and the knowing sneers of the two Blades, which brought a flush of red on the lovers' cheeks more than once. As they boarded the Blue Lion, a little more cramped up than before, the Princess' mind couldn't help but wonder how the paladins would have reacted to the news, in particular, a very clingy sharpshooter. The travel to Earth was safe and free from stops, and, as the Mecha landed, Allura couldn't help but wonder why the Hangar's door were sealed with the armoured blinds.

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Faction Dmg Types

Eve Pirate Faction Damage Types

Eve Online Pirate Faction Damage Types

There are several types of Torpedoes, which may vary in damage potential, flight speed, launch time, applicable modifiers and additional effects over the base Kinetic Damage, but regardless of type, all of them deal Kinetic Damage. Torpedo types by faction & recommendations edit edit source.

Faction modifiers, body part modifiers, critical hit and stealth modifiers as well as Warframe debuffs are disregarded for now, since all of these are independent of damage types. Dealing damage is quantized. Dec 17, 2015 The purpose of this guide is to give a simple straight forward cheat sheet for the “Best” damage combinations in Warframe given your group and the faction you’re hunting. Information in this guide was formed by a consensus of various Warframe forum posts and damage combo theory crafting discussions on Reddit. These tend to be the same as the NPC damage types of that race's primary opposing faction (e.g. Caldari racial damage types are the same as the Gurista damage types), and the general principle is that these will be the main damage types which that race will put out.

There are four different damage types in EVE: Electromagnetic (EM) Kinetic Thermal Explosive All weapons in EVE do at least one (often two) of these damage types, and every ship has different resistances against each. Understanding damage types helps you to survive longer and deal more damage to enemy ships. There are eight primary types of hybrid ammunition: Antimatter charges. Plutonium charges. Uranium charges. Thorium charges. Lead charges. Iridium charges. Tungsten charges.

Triglavian Collective faction logo.

The Triglavian Collective are a new faction introduced in the “Into the Abyss” expansion (May 2018), they can be found in a new type of space providing a unique solo PVE timed encounters in a special area of space and exotic new technologies, including their very own ships and new weapon system.

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Triglavian Collective

Eve Pirate Faction Damage Types

Full Introduction

While the 'Into the Abyss' expansion adds a number of other changes, this new Triglavian faction is the primary focus of this page, with the related Abyssal Deadspace complexes on top.

The core source of most of the Triglavian content is the Abyssal Deadspace complexes, which are unique complexes in a separate and isolated area of space for which only one person can participate in at a time. These sites are the source for the BPCs used to build Triglavian ships, also called Precursor vessels; these sites also provide 'keys' to access other complexes, blueprints for Entropic Disintegrator modules, Abyssal Deadspace modifier items and some apparel items.

Precursor vessels are the only ships that can use the Entropic Disintegrator modules which have a different setup than the conventional weapon systems most EVE players are familiar with. They focus on an armor tank with emphasis on utility; much like the Society of Conscious Thought vessels, these hulls tend to be somewhat mediocre but can excel in very specific situations. They are specifically equipped to use the Entropic Disintegrator weapon system: all of the hulls have only one turret slot yet have two or more utility high slots, possibly to synergize with the remote armor repair bonuses on each hull. Entropic Disintegrators are a curious weapon system which has some parallels to laser systems, with an interesting but rather specific attribute whereby the damage modifier of the weapon system increases with each shot fired.

Abyssal Mutaplasmids are special modifier elements which are designed to modify certain attributes of select modules. An example would be a Microwarpdrive: the mutaplasmid can boost or decrease the velocity bonus, the powergrid requirement, the signature radius modifier or the activation cost. This allows for interesting concepts in ship choices but also threatens the stability of the module metagame.

Further details on each of these concepts will be explored below.

Eve Online Pirate Faction Damage Types

Lore

The Triglavian Collective is a new faction that appeared in New Eden in early YC120. Fleets were following heavily damaged and incapacitated Drifter Fleets appeared around several locations around New Eden it was discovered that those fleets were engaged by a faction that was not known before. Data vaults salvaged from those damaged drifter fleets and Arataka Research Consortium managed to salvage data from those corrupted trinary data vaults that have video footage that shows that unknown faction, named as 'Triglavian Collective' engaging Drifter Fleet with an exotic weapon system. One of their Battleship class hulls was also captured by CONCORD and further research was conducted to reveal more about those new faction. It was suggested that the Triglavian Collective is a formation of three entities. Those entities are Peruna Clade [CLPER], Svarov Clade [CLSVA] and Velesian Clade [CLVEL].

The Scope Video : The Scope - The Triglavian Collective Revealed

Abyssal Deadspace

Main article: Abyssal Deadspace

Abyssal Deadspace is a special area of space disconnected from conventional Known Space (K-space) and wormhole space (W-space). Players use special Filaments which are like 'keys' to access such areas of space, and have a limited amount of time and face special challenges to complete these sectors of space and survive.

Ships

The Expansion introduces a new ship skill called “Precursor” that leaves room for future races to fall under. What is known so far about the ships and is subject to change. Triglavian ships have medium speed and a focus on armor tanking, as well as several utility role bonuses toward remote armor repairers, energy neutralizers, and smartbombs.

Interestingly enough, the T1 hulls were the only ones to originate from the Triglavian Collective, while the others were designed by one of the factions in known space. Each T2 hull was created by one of the four empires integrating their own technology with Triglavian designs; the Nergal was made by the Gallente, the Draugur by the Minmatar, the Ikitursa by the Caldari, and the Zarmazd by the Amarr. The special-edition Hydra and Tiamat were both designed by the Society of Conscious Thought.

Frigate: Damavik

Assault Frigate: Nergal

Covert Ops: Hydra (Limited)

Destroyers: Kikimora

Command Destroyer: Draugur

Cruisers: Vedmak, Rodiva

Heavy Assault Cruisers: Ikitursa

Logistics Cruisers: Zarmazd

Recon Ships: Tiamat (Limited)

Battlecruiser: Drekavac

Battleship: Leshak

Entropic Disintegrators