Temporal Rift RPG

[Godzilla Forever]

The monstrosity let out a horrific roar, as the epxlosino rocked its body. Though wounded, the rift mutant continued preservering. The other side of the monster was soon engulfed in another explosion, this time from Damian's grenade launcher. The beast groaned as it stumbled to the floor once more, its hideous form smoking from the human's assault on it. The monster snarled, before it rose to its feet, and a massive, worm-like tongue fired out from its maw, straight towards Deitrich. Seeing he was smalelr than Damian, the beast assumed he would be easier prey...

[The Kingpin]

A fatal mistake. As the tongue shot forward, Dietrich drew his blade, an intricate looking hilt and pommel with a rapidly forming shaft of what looked like liquid metal along it, the material actually being hard as steel, assembled by the nanites. It was blunt and harmless for the split second it remained inactive, until Dietrich swung the weapon into the incoming tongue, it's whip-like nature causing it to wrap around the weapon just as it activated, a white hot edge slashing most of the end of the tongue to shreds, plasma burning through the organ as though it was non-existent. Twisting the blade in hand, he smirked behind his gasmask, golden lenses shimmering as the built in HUD scanned the target for weak points he could exploit...





Jacob was quick to take in the surroundings, assessing the situation. He didn't like the idea of creatures that ate synthetic material. It was practically woven into his skin. All the more reason to destroy them he thought. "Suggestions? I'd rather not have to butcher a few hundred of those things just to get anywhere" he said to his armoured companion...

[C S]

"Hmm...they seem...agile. Light framed, skinny. If they wanted to get moving, they probably could get some speed on those feet. They probably have good jumping ability as well..." Kane thought out loud. "They could evade any head on attack, I'm sure of it. Try to get them locked down with your snare, and I'll 'make it rain' a couple hundred tons of rubble on them. Get ready to run, though. Twitchy might be hot on our heels..."

[Godzilla Forever]

The hideous squealed in pain, the beast's tongue whipping around uselessly for a few moments before it was withdrawn back into the mutant's mouth. Damian fired yet another grenade at the beast, but the monster had grown used to the tried-and-true tactic damian was using and avoided the slower moving projectile by ducking under a table. As the explosion went off and obscured the monster's view, the rift mutant lunged out to strike Damian. The armored human sidestepped the beast's claw strike, thanks to his scanners, and fired his grenade launcher again. The grenade struck the beast in the face, causing it to roll backwards. The monstrosity groaed, before it ocne more rose to its feet, its breaths raspy from the pain that it was enduring....

[The Kingpin]

"Ve have no time for zis. DAMIAN! TAKE COVER!" ordered Dietrich as he took aim with his assault rifle, spinning out from behind cover and firing a reddish orange grenade from the weapon's grenade launcher, which went right past the monster, before stopping in mid air about three feet away, a low mechanical roar coming from the grenade. Almost instantly, the monster was suddenly sucked back towards it, the singularity grenade pulling in debris from the surroundings and destroying it in it's deep purple core, concrete and steel being pulled from the walls and adding to the singularity's fuel, growing more powerful as it threatened to destroy the beast. Dietrich meanwhile hid behind cover once more, using the thick concrete and steel pillar to keep him from being sucked into the singularity...



"Right" said Jacob, pleased with the plan as he took aim at the creatures below, letting the natural layout of the area funnel the creatures as they assembled in the area that would most easily lead them to his location. The moment they had pooled into an area tight enough for the Snare to trap them, he activated the weapon, the grenade launcher barrel separating and rotating as a bright whitish purple glow emanated around the barrel's brim, deep, blackish purple visible at it's core as a small orb shot forward, almost too fast to see, hitting the ground in their midst as they tried to jump out of the way, only succeeding in getting torn apart by the Snare's walls, the remaining ones still within the orb trapped. "Your turn" he said with a smirk, as meanwhile, an electrical crackle and faint, high pitch tone sounded from his boots, falling silent once the Synthetic Muscle around the limbs had adjusted for high exertion, and the boots initiated a high traction system to help with the retreat that was to follow...

[C S]

"Nicely done!" Kane commented as he fired his cannon, sweeping the beam across the drop. Just as planned, the blocks of concrete started to collapse, tumbling over and plummeting onto the Metal-Munchers below, a cloud of dust billowing up as the gap was filled. "That works out quite well, doesn't it?" he said, seeing the craggy 'bridge' formed by the felled section of building. "I love it when a plan comes together!" Kane added as he started to thunder onwards...

[The Kingpin]

Jacob chuckled at the statement, remembering the old A-Team movies from his own early life. He doubted Kane knew them though. Bringing his own focus back to the matter at hand, he pursued, weapon at the ready as he kept an eye out for 'Twitchy', or more of the metal-munching monstrosities that they had just destroyed...

[Godzilla Forever]

Damian quickly took cover behind one of the many pillars surrounding the room, bracing himself against the massive hunk of steel and concrete. The monster, however, was not so lucky. Caught out in the open, the beast dug in its enormous, scythelike claws into the floor of the room, but not even its immense strength was enough to save it. The singularity's sheer power quickly overpowered the beast, and, in one swift motion, the mutant lost its grip, and was sent into the void, letting out an eldritch cry of horror as its body was torn apart at a molecular level....

[The Kingpin]

The singularity didn't last long after the monster was destroyed, the anomaly destabilising and collapsing on itself, a whitish flash bathing the room as it exploded, the materials it had absorbed sprayed outwards in the form of dust, the sheer force of the explosion destroying a pillar that was too close to it, the cover Dietrich and Damian were hidden behind being worn down almost to the point they were non existent, the pillar Dietrich was hiding behind reduced to an inch thick bar of steel and concrete, from an original 16 inch diameter. Damian's own pillar wasn't in much better condition, only a half inch of his pillar surviving, a thin sliver of steel visible, looking more like the concrete on Damian's side of the cover was supporting the steel, rather than the opposite. "Come on. Zere's no time to lose" said Dietrich, stress weighing notably on his normally nearly absent accent as he strode towards the doorway the beast had come through, a stairway laying beyond that lowered them down to the barracks level, beyond which was the garage. "Private Miradi," he started, the built in computer and data storage hub in his suit having brought up the soldier's name. "Are zere any ozer survivors in ze base?" he asked as he drew his pistol once more, preferring it to the unwieldy assault rifle in closed quarters....

[Godzilla Forever]

Damian followed Dietrich deeper into the abandoned compound, his scanners going back to work. Damian slung his grenade launcher to his back, and also drew his side-arm, seeing that close quarters and explosives never mixed well togehter. Damian couldn't help but feel dread permeate every inch of his body. Once more, only one human had survived this sludge-like affliction... was there anything that could resist its eldritch grasp?

From behind, he coudl hear the ceiling crawling beasts from before... though their numbers seemed much... less, than before. He was unsure if the sludge creatures were hostile, but he wasn't going to take any risks. Damian whipped out an OMG bomb, and, after priming it, he tossed it into the room, before it adhered to the center of the floor. No need to risk getting ambushed....

[C S]

"No commander...the others are one of them" the Private replied in a hushed tone. "And I narrowly avoided joining them..." he thought.

Private was at the blast door assembly that served as the entrance to the garage, a heavily fortified structure that was like a bunker within a bunker. Everything was reinforced by thick slabs of concrete and steel, all given a silvery finish. A silvery finish now coated in dark red and black, flesh splattered all over the walls. Private was hunkered down at the giant door pried open, watching the mass of muscle in the chamber from afar, the figure silhouette. His headlamp had since been shut off. In his hands were his bed roll...

[The Kingpin]

A horrifying screech rang out as the explosive detonated, one of the creatures having been lying in wait, though little more seemed to be waiting for them. Dietrich's scans of internal surveillance confirmed that the passage to the barracks was clear, and that what bodies were there were immobile, aside from one blip at the entrance to the garage, and something anomalous lying beyond. The concrete on the walls of the hallway and stairwell leading down to the barracks was cracked and falling off the steel supports, and Dietrich had to struggle to avoid making a burning remark about Damian's recklessness. "Nice shot Damian...But please, try not to bring ze hallvay down BEFORE ve have passed. Demolitions specialist zo you may be, zis is not a demolition situvation. Ve need to move cleanly, qvietly and vith minimal obstructions. Understood?" said the Commander in as calm a voice as he could manage, which was surprisingly so considering the situation. Descending the damaged stairwell, Dietrich could see deactivated sentry guns set into the ceiling, the red glare of their tracking lasers absent. The monsters must've disabled the power grid for the weapons systems...And yet the surveillance grid is intact...must've been a direct impact to the weapons-branch of the power grid...A close call, considering the surveillance and control systems for the entire base were right next to it. An inch would've made the difference between accessing the base and controlling its systems, and having to blast my way through to the garage manually thought the man as he analysed the situation...He was thankful for this twist of luck...

[Godzilla Forever]

"Forgive me, Dietrich," Damian replied in a hushed tone. Damian kept his plasma magnum at the ready, the big burly man observing everything around him. He, too noted the deactivated Sentry Guns. The monsters had gotten lucky for the most part... the only interior defenses left seemed to be the doors themselves, so the mutants and sludge beasts pretty much had free reign as soon as they breached the compound....

[The Kingpin]

It wasn't long until the two reached the bottom of the stairwell, the doorway to the barracks hissing open with a jittering shudder, revealing the destruction beyond. The barracks was the most severely hit area of the forward base; scorch marks and craters covered the walls, ceiling and floors, most of the lights were destroyed, providing very little in the way of lighting, and even then,the remaining lights flickered unpredictably. Blood stains and carnage could be seen everywhere. The entire barracks stank of death. It was obvious that the troops here had panicked when first encountering the attacking beast; the damage here was consistent with chaotic combat, looking much like an urban warzone against an immensely superior enemy. The Headquarters, where Dietrich himself had been stranded, had much less chaotic combat-scarring. Overpowered though they were, the soldiers of the primary base had remained professional, focused soldiers till they died. It made him proud to see the signs of his men's valour in their final moments. He would make sure their efforts would not have gone to waste...


Moving through the barracks went, for the most part, without incident. the creatures crawling on the ceiling and walls on the upper levels were locked out remotely once Dietrich and Damian had entered the barracks, and the bodies on this floor, where they were not sealed in rooms, were quickly eliminated by a few shots with Dietrich's pistol, the gun reducing them to little more than gore at a safe distance. He decided to take them out before Damian could; the armoured soldier's ammo was considerably more limited than his own, and would be a waste of resources against things that could recover from holes being blown into them. In a matter of minutes, they were through the badly battle-scarred barracks, and approaching the garage, the blip on Dietrich's sensors only a few dozen feet away, surveillance showing him in one corner of his HUD the soldier, still clad in combat gear. Oddly though, the sensors were not registering him as being human. This, put Dietrich on edge. A glitch? unlikely. But then, what if the sensors were damaged? He knew for a fact that the systems of the outpost were damaged...Perhaps the data on Private Miradi was corrupted? But then the sensors were more sophisticated than that. Could it be his suit was damaged and was interfering with the signal? He had no way of knowing....and this, made him nervous. He would have to be wary...

[C S]

The private turned to the two, taking a hand off of the bed roll and holding it towards them in a cautionary gesture. "The others are with the combat platform, commander." he warned, turning back to the beastly horror. The human figure was mangled and perverted by its very existence, segmented bony plating covering its back, the skeletons of the former soldiers turned into a morbid armor. Veins pulsated amidst tightly packed flesh that bulged with each jerky movement the monster made.

It stood with a hunch, its arms much larger than its legs. It had multiple heads, like a hydra, except they were distinctly...humanoid. Warped and monstrous, yes; but undeniably human with the rounded off upper portions and flat face. The serpentine necks the skulls were attached to had spinal ridges protruding from them which only elongated down the length of the creature, transitioning into three rows of bony spikes, culminating in the formation of a weaponized tail with a clubbed end...

[Godzilla Forever]

Damian needed no one to tell him what to do with the monstrosity before him. The beast... it was trully hideous. The faces made Damian's heart race... this beast was made of men once... the distorted appearences of each and their seemingly horrified expressions only served to raise the horror Damian was experiencing. The big burly man leveled his revolver to one of the beast's heads, before he fired at the head. The revolver's powerful, plasma tipped round punched into one of the monster's many faces, and ripped the head clean off...

[The Kingpin]

A gurgling snarl came from the monster as it turned on the armoured soldier, black pits where eyes should ordinarily be glaring at them as it snarled, grabbing a chunk of shrapnel from a wrecked APC and hurling it at the man in an attempt to cleave him in two, Dietrich pulling Damian out of the way and flattening himself against the wall as the beast approached, audible thuds coming with each step it made, it's clubbed tail thudding against the ground and grazing against the wall with an ear-shredding screech. "Let's see if zis...abomination....likes ze Vustenfuchs, shall ve?" said Dietrich as he put in a neural command to the vehicle in the garage, marking the monstrosity as a target. For a couple of moments, there was silence, and it seemed likely that the beast would charge at them and tear them apart...

But then, there was a gut-wrenching rumble, a monstrous, animalistic sound that shook the entire garage, the entire facility, sounding unlike anything any beast could ever produce, its unimaginable depth seeming to shake the very walls of the base, steadily getting louder and more menacing, raising in pitch as Dietrich smirked. The beast snarled as it turned towards the source, as, with no further warning, a torrent of white tore through the beast's chest, tearing it to shreds in seconds as a horrified shriek escaped one of its heads, seconds before it was blown off by the stream of white hot plasma, a narrow molten crater forming in the wall on it's opposite side, molten concrete and steal, glowing yellow and feeling hot enough that even Dietrich and the two soldiers with him could feel it, flowed out of the hole in a river, forming a molten pool on the ground as meanwhile, the stream sliced the beast to shreds, hosing it down until it simply ceased to be, flesh melting off the bones before the bones themselves dissolved from the incredible heat. What little remained of the beast was soon swallowed up by the artificial magma the stream had formed of the garage wall...

Wasting no time, Dietrich walked out into the garage, where the feral rumble awaited. Before him awaited the vehicle he had come here to retrieve. The vehicle was gargantuan, a 93 foot long, 32 foot high, 46 foot wide 370 ton goliath, it's dark blue-grey paint covered in large red bloodstains in various places, the Wehrmacht Cross visible on the slanted turret faces. Two long main guns pointed forward, side by side, three glowing whitish purple rings visible halfway along their length. four gatling cannons could be seen on the vehicle, two on either side, one of which was smoking, its tip glowing orange with residual heat. Across the front, it's rectangular headlights were protected by what looked like a heavy-grade steel grill, glaring orange-red lights bathing the area ahead of it in a reddish hue for a few seconds before they heated up enough to generate a powerful white light, exposing everything before it. Between them, the tank's main optical viewport protruded, giving a wide view of the area ahead. Beneath the headlights were two thick hooks, a chain hanging between them, the hooks themselves about as high off the ground as a man's head. Two sets of treads could be seen, two on the front half, and two on the rear half, with ladders on their sides in order to climb onto the top of them. Between the Tread Arrays was a ladder leading up to a doorway, which, at present, remained closed. It was one of three access points on the vehicle, one of which was an identical door on the opposite side, the third being an emergency escape hatch on the vehicle's underside. The treads themselves were dotted with elongated hexagonal panels, all of which gave off a dim purple glimmer. The turret itself was covered in weapons and countermeasures, two large secondary guns framing the turret's sides, a couple of machineguns above that, as well as two more framing the main guns themselves. On the top of the vehicle was a rocket pod, the opposite side of the turret holding a 12 foot long antenna. Below that was a railed area that served as an observation deck on the massive vehicle, the forward-most part of the deck marked with two wide extensions of the tank's turret, lining it up with the front part, the number 0337 painted on the sides, under which the word 'Wustenfuchs' was written in classical script; the nickname of Nazi Germany's greatest armoured division commander; a man from whom Dietrich himself was descended...

[C S]

"Up until now I cursed the irony that such a powerful unit that could have ended all of this was otherwise inaccessible to me. Now, it brings me peace that the bodies of our comrades are not puppets for this vile dimension, Commander." said the private as he stood up, his bed roll made into a tube which was strapped to the top of his gear bag. "Your orders, sir?" the soldier added, standing at attention, rigid and in salute.


After navigating -and in some cases, cleaving through- the ruined building, the two explorers eventually got out on to street level, the last door they moved through being one that would have been extravagant in its heyday. It would have been a huge sliding glass screen with a breathtaking lobby just behind it. Red and gold with prominent stylized banners would have awaited anyone who stepped through the entrance, indicative of a high class apartment complex for the urban elites.

But what Kane and Jacob saw was dark, subdued and grayed. The glass screen had long since shattered and the pieces long since eroded into crystalline pebbles that littered the pavement. The building itself would have been much taller, more like a tower but from the assorted debris, it was safe to say that the upper portions collapsed some time ago as well.

"Huh, go figure. We actually got somewhere without anything else jumping at us. Even Twitchy seems to ha-"

Before Kane finished the sentence though, a manhole cover went flying with a deep bang, twirling end over end and coming down hard on the worn chassis of a wrecked car, flattening the front hood. Extending from the sewer was an especially large plant limb, a bulbous orange head rising up and arching over the street, aimed right at the two.

"-Aw damn."

[Godzilla Forever]

Damian simply stared in awe of the magnificent machine. Such an enormous unit... lying down here all of this time. It was a shame that no one had found it earlier... yet, at the same time, a blessing as well. If the machine had been taken from the ruins of the former nazi facility, Damian would not have gotten the opportunity to see this beast of human engineering at this moment, and Dietrich's search for it would have been in vain, and possibly could have led to their untimely demises.

"Quite a beastly peice of work you two have here," Damian commented as he approached the enormous tank. "It's a shame it couldn't have been used earlier, to protect this place from its fate..."

[The Kingpin]

"This vehicle vas sent after ve lost contact vith the forvard base. Unfortunately it seems they got here too late...and the crew must've been ambushed once they left the vehicle" said Dietrich lowly as he looked over the vehicle. Turning to the private, he sighed. "Vhat happened here?" he asked...