Week 10 Finale Vs. Mission- The Temple of the Rogue HiveQueens

The Hive King created by the Neliff is the most powerful creature in the entire Unity database. Its ability to tap directly into the minds of the Unity, the Estrain and the Quall at once allows it feats of reality manipulation that will quickly allow it to destroy the heroes who hope to rescue everyone from Warmonger's Engine Dimension.

Now only Ar'yay HiveQueen's brain which has linked itself with the First Host has any hope of shattering the Hive King's connection to the rest of the Hives. Using it as a weapon Unity Prime and Michael Herbert Gilmour have hacked the collective unconscious of the Quall and used it attack the Hive King psychically.

Only by working as a team can the three of them hope to defeat the willful mind of the Hive King.

They are still in the Temple of the Rogue HiveQueen. At the moment the Engine Dimension appears on Rynn Lac and Draco Epsilon 7 the Hive King appears in the center of the Temple. It has been drawn here by the First Host, which is acting as a transmitter deep in space in the form of the Red Man.

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This mission is open to Ar'yay HiveQueen, Unity Prime, and Michael Herberty Gilmour only

Post your plan to this mission on either the defenders or attacker's side here on this thread only. First person to post gets a single extra repost later to launch secret attacks, ambushes etc. All other players get one post only. This thread will be locked at 11 pm E.S.T. on Friday August 12th.


Only actions listed on this mission thread will count as locked in for player actions.

Ar'yay looked upon the Hive King as he appeared in front of her, his twisted visage did little to impress her, she felt the anger within her grow as she thought about what this creature was and what it planned on doing. Her anger grew looking upon her "allies". Prime who lied and promoted the death of her people while claiming to want to aid her. Gilmore who thought of only his own pet plants and never about the others who suffered for it. His greed and continued attempts to twist all statements into ways to justify his lies and greed disgusted her. She thought upon their friends and allies, Garmen Fe who couldn't understand that different Quall act differently and like all races some where guilty and some were not. He blindly lashed out at her hive blaming them for evils committed by others, none of them could see the hypocrisy that they were draped in. Then there was the Temporal Empire who loved to condemn others but refused to take any responsibility themselves, at least she admitted that she had done wrong in the past, she never denied her past and felt that others should do the same. She thought of the Olifera who she went out of her way to speak to, to acknowledge her previous actions against them, to wish them well and to promise not to repeat the same offenses to them. They responded with accepting words then struck at her when her back was turned. Claiming peace while planning treachery and Ar'Yay was the evil one? She was evil? These hypocrites were steeped in arrogance and lies and viciousness but they deluded themselves that it was alright because their new crimes were against Quall N'Drone. After all, Quall aren't living creatures with feelings they are monsters and when one commits and evil act well the species is guilty then. She might as well start herding Kiorn women and children and butchering them and say that it is ok, Garmen Fe's forces have killed billions of Quall, thus it is ok to kill these people. They were all as bad as the ones they condemned, they killed without concerns, at least when Ar'Yay took lives to birth her children their memory remained, she loved all of the hosts for her children, they were always treated well, given kindness and love. She remembered all of them, with love in her heart, not hatred, not anger. Her anger was reserved for those who killed with anger those who were consumed by hate.

This creature before her, he was even worse then the fiends who committed so many crimes against her.

"You may call yourself a King, but all i see is a slave, a slave to a coward who dares not show his face. You are nothing more then a tool for a demon whose only power are his lies and promises. You are pathetic, unworthy of my time and effort, yet your filth cannot be allowed to exist. What makes things even worse is that because of you I am not being forced to work along side these two lying murderous worms, their very presence fills me with rage, though not as much rage as I feel when looking upon your worthless hide. You want to take away the freedom of the Quall, they don't deserve any less, you want to enslave the Unity, their existence is an affront to all that is good, you want to enslave the E Strain, they are animals and should be in chains. None of them matter, none of them are worthy of being saved. However you also want to take my children, my Ar'Yeseri, they have committed no crimes and are dedicated to protecting others from your vile demonic masters. Sadly I cannot save my children without saving those other shit species, and even if I could, you would use them to drown the dimensions in darkness, take countless lives all in sacrifice to your cowardly vermin of a master. This cannot be allowed, the Darkness shall not prevail. BY THE LIGHT OF THE NEW DAWN YOU SHALL DIE HERE TODAY. NO ONE SHALL BE ENSLAVED, NO ONE SHALL SERVE THE WARMONGER, BY YOUR DEATH WE SHALL SHOW HIM THAT DAWN HAS COME TO WIPE AWAY HIS DARKNESS. BEGONE FOUL FIEND, FEEL MY BURNING RAGE AND BE EXTINGUISHED!!!!"

With that being said Ar"yay channels all of her anger and rage, built up upon months of frustration and death, lies and betrayals. She focuses all of it into the Hive King, her burning fury everything that is left within her, her very essence into destroying this thing that would enslave her children making them puppets of demons. Ar'Yay's life didn't matter as long as this Hive King died and her Ar'Yeseri were safe, the universe won't mourn her, but she didn't care, she knew what she had done and was doing was right, for the future......for the new dawn.

It seemed as if Ar'yay wouldn't have to take them anywhere; the Hive King was brought to them.

Michael's goal in this 'combat' will be exactly as Prime of Unity had outlined- this should come as no surprise, as Prime knew The Scientist's preferred strategies well. His knowledge of neural networks and thought-processes, not the mention the fact he could be considered a mental construct, should give him a significant advantage in resisting whatever attacks the Hive King is capable of generating. Furthermore, it may also provide him with some measure of predictive power as to the nature of the Hive King's attacks. He would be careful to watch for patterns, and provide warnings wherever he thought he could.

While he is away from the full body of the Network, the defenses Michael had designed still reside within the core of The Green Man, providing him with incredible safeguards against mental intrusion. His goal is to interpose himself between any attempts to influence Ar'yay, as well as pry apart any mental connections the Hive-King attempts to generate. His mind is like water; homogeneous, amorphous, and difficult to discern. There are no pieces for the Hive King to control, no handholds to get a grip on, and no way to ascertain his thoughts. Much like an assault on The Network, any attack to destroy him will simply pass through, unable to find a critical point, and brute force will only disrupt.

Depending on the way the Hive King fights, Michael will attempt to draw his attention such that attacks are wasted on The Scientist. Even under concerted barrage, he will do his best to endure until the other two were victorious. If he is unable to draw attacks toward himself, he will act instead as a shield and support, unraveling the Hive Kings efforts. If the opportunity arises, he will happily wade into personal combat, but only in the case he can continue to protect Ar'yay or if Ar'yay is incapacitated beyond his ability to help.

Prime watched the Hive King respond to its opponents. It was not expecting three; it, like Prime, did not think they could work together. How wrong it was. None worked better than those who had studied the weaknesses of their partners. As such, this team was neigh invincible.

There was a sword in Prime's hand. Perhaps there had always been one. Once the battle was joined, Prime used the speed of his mind, the intensity of his soul, his practice in being everywhere at once. He harried the Hive King, never staying still, never being in just one place. Prime's blade was as a thousand blades; nicking, cutting, distracting. Whenever the Hive King seemed to be focusing too long on one target, Prime would punish it with a barrage of deadly cuts that could not be ignored. When the Hive King turned to make Prime the threat, Prime was gone.

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Prime was breathing heavily. He did not know how long the fight had been going on, but he knew they were close. They must win soon. The Green man was bleeding ichor, yet still standing straight. Ar'Yay was burning with rage, but the flame began to flicker. With the last of his strength, Prime yelled and four wings erupted from his back. He flew at the Hive King with blinding speed as its back was turned, digging the sword of his will into the head of his foe. This was not a being to eat, but one to disperse. It would be obliterated, with no trace left behind. Prime's sword, his malicious code, his WILL, would inexorably destroy the Hive Kind, and the method of its production.