Koriel Zeth
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~Race: Human
~Age: 349 ~Scent: Motor Oil & Thinner ~Specialization: Dark Matter Dimension (DMD) Tank ~~~~~~~~~~~~~Lore~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For best immersion I recommend listening to this while reading my bio: youtube.com/watch?v=asr6_eNCuoU ~~~~~~~~~~Character:~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Relentless pursuit of technological mastery and the unyielding resolve of a warrior transcended her human origins to become a fusion of flesh and machine. In the service of the Omnissiah, she is a symbol of the relentless quest for knowledge melded seamlessly with an unwavering dedication to her cause as a testament to her devotion to the Machine God many of her vital organs have been replaced with advanced biotic enhancements her heart pulses not with blood but with a steady rhythmic hum of energy and her lungs have been superseded by advanced respiration systems that enable her to withstand even the harshest of environments a network of neural augments and synaptic connectors courses throughout her brain facilitating an unparalleled connection with the Machine God's divine wisdom Take care with that! We have not fully ascertained its function, and the ticking is accelerating. Toll the Great Bell Once! Pull the Lever forward to engage the piston and Pump... Toll the Great Bell Twice! With the push of a Button fire the Engine And spark Turbine into life...Toll the Great Bell Thrice! Sing Praise to the God of All Machines This machine is discharged into your care. Fight with this machine and guard it from the shame of defeat. Serve this machine, as you would have fought it for you. I shall! Used correctly, the terrain is a second weapon in your arsenal, equal to your Titan. Make the battlefield work for you, or you will find it working for your opponent. The best way to improve a gun is to strengthen its ammunition. There's no turning back... Triumph or oblivion. The greatest waste of flesh and bone born in the last five hundred years The supporting fire of one's brethren is always a comfort. Provided it doesn't hit oneself. The Omnissiah directs our footsteps along the path of knowledge. May your weapon be guarded against malfunction, As your soul is guarded from impurity. The Machine God watches over you. Unleash the weapons of war. Unleash the Deathdealer. The soul of the Machine God surrounds thee. The power of the Machine God invests thee. The hate of the Machine God drives thee. The Machine God endows thee with life. I greatly regret that we live in an age that is proud of machines that think and are suspicious of people who try to. Spirit of the Machine, hear my prayer, Guide this missile, hold it true, Let it part their steel and weak armor, crack their cowardly skin, And smite the foe from the Omnissiah's sight. Spirit of fire, Prime this weapon, And blast the foe, From the Omnissiah's sight. With your strength you protect me, With my care, I repair you, With sacred oil I appease you, Be quiet, good spirits, And accept my benediction. May your weapon be guarded against malfunction, As your soul is guarded from impurity. The Machine God watches over you. Unleash the weapons of war. Unleash the Deathdealer. Machine Spirits, In all your unknowable grace and wisdom, Grant my weapon durability, So that it may serve me, As I serve you, With faith, care, and servility. ~~~~~~~~~~Traffic Lights~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Green: TECHNOLOGY, W40K, Research, Sci-fi, Social, Adventure, Magic, Females sitting in her lap, Consent, Flirting, Character flaws, Hooves, Tails, Wings, Horns, Gore, Blood, Tentacles. Vampirism, Torture, ERP with females, Futanari, RP leading to PVP or PVE, Exploring, Chess, Lactation, Milking, Body Modifications ~Yellow: Relationships, Pregnancy, Slave Master Position play ~Orange Near impossible: Erotic Roleplay with Males PCs, Slave position play, Being penetrated by futanari ~Red: Giving oral to any male genital, Scat, Child-like behavior, slave collaring me, binding me |
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Player: | Voidborn |
Gender (Visually): | Female |
Race (Visually): | Human |