Strike The Cannon, Man The Missile, Sharpen The Knives, Hail The Arrow

Strike the Cannon, man the Missile, sharpen the knives, hail the arrow

Stricken down into Hell, bodies pile and spill, blood deluges to be spilt, women to whore, boys to take from fathers, daughters stolen from crying mothers

Thy come thy fire, fire burn’ in me

Claws and teeth barred, Death blesses me, skin bone pale and hair night black in the night

Whisper to me, guide my blades, bullets, and bombs

Come I do, the Devil himself

Come I do, a Nightmare unending

“Ladies and gentlemen, as of now, you no longer exist. You are not dead, you are not ex-communicated, you are not black operations— you simply do not exist. Mountains of documents that once demonstrated your reality: erased. Relationships with family, friends, lovers, children: erased. As of now, and from now until your deaths, you are nonexistent persons. So perfectly vanished that your oblivion will and has always been the truth. Erased.

You will never set foot on the Earth again. On this day, your loyalties previous to the Mission are abolished. Your identities wiped away like dreams upon waking because that’s all that your life was prior to this undertaking, a pitiful and muted dream, tiny to the vastness before you now. Your oaths prior are void. No longer do you serve earthly nations, no longer are you submissive to it’s whims or gravities.

Today and from now onward, you have a new purpose. A new design sovereign of anything you could possibly imagine back on the Earth. You have been selected because of what you proved you could be, who, you proved you could be. Exceptional. Dedicated. Adaptable. Superiors to the people far below us. This Mission will test you beyond your limitations, however higher they may be to those from before. Some of you will not survive. The Void is harsher than any terrestrial nightmare, uncaring and cold to your survival, your every living need. It will take without mercy.

Look before you. Out into the Dark. Secrets, mysteries, and powers lie far beyond the comfort of our Sun that are inconceivable, greater than any miracle or terror our ancestors could imagine. Greater than anything the many of the Earth can handle. You will be the Vanguard of Humanity, Wardens of the Solar System traversing the stars to ensure our ascendancy.

Welcome aboard the ISV SOVEREIGN, Captain Hawthorne, out.”

Helluva job. Hoping to do this well when I do banners for my Marshland Carnivores.

I know no one here follows me for or particularly cares about D&D minis but LOOK at this SKIRT I painted today

Evening sketch of your friendly local lizard lad, Tosk.

Her eyes shine like predatory gaze, caught in the unflinching light. Terrifying. Beautiful.

Blood down her lips. Fresh, with the heat of life still so present it makes the winter air steam in small and frail ribbons. Frailer than the pumping, slowing heartbeat in the chest of her prey. Red-black splashed down her face, throat, breasts. Smeared elegantly.

Flexing fingers curled. Taloned. Dexterous in intimacy, fatal in killing: one united art from. She will not be conquered, or tamed. No mastery here in the wild, in the frightful dark under uncaring stars.

The eyes stare back. Cunning moons set in dark skin. Alien. Infinite.

- extraordinarily powerful handheld weaponry that is equivalent to orbital bombardment, stellar annihilation, etc. portable shielding allows both point-control and force projection against enemy forces. Mounted weaponry on exoskeletal support structures (anti-vehicle/WMDs), ultra heavy gravitational melee weapons that pinpoint, focus, and concuss/cut/shatter targets (warhammer/sword/etc). Nanotechnology resupply lines which actively harvest and manifest ammunition, fuel, etc, all from within enemy lines. Interconnected networked AI and augmented senses for extreme adaptability, walking battle wagon (see single soldier doctrine).

- Single soldier doctrine dictates hyper-lethal apex combatants that can operate as one man campaigns deep in enemy territory with little to no need for resupply, support, etc. Fireteams, special operations, and shock troops are devastating to entire solar systems, and standing armies (while not deployed for millennia) are essentially mythical in both invincibility and complete force dominion.

- rank as we know it does not exist. Experience is valued above all else. Completed missions and campaigns ensure continued modification, mutation, augmentation.