Lady_Rosalina

It was a popular point of debate in the Imperium as to which of the four known primalborn was the most powerful or dangerous to the foes of good. John with his all surpassing strength, mastery of the concept of freedom and lordship over all the winds and weathers of the cosmos and the warp, Dave with his incredible speed, his deep knowledge of truenaming, mastery over time, and overall superior skill, or Jade with her mastery over space and access to the limitless power of the green sun. Rose on the other hand, Rose was more than just a sorceress, she was more than a provider of light to smite down enemies, she had more than just mastery over probability, but she was a mistress of knowledge. She had her fingertips on the pulse of the skeins of reality, she could always see the way to enact the best possible outcome, and she had staggering degrees of remote awareness and clairvoyance.

As she lost herself in studying the myriad strands of reality, doing her best to perceive which was tainted by the dark touch of the Fallen one, to see where the Lord of Doom's mastery over fate and reality had bent the paths out of their proper shape, her musings of the future were disrupted by the altercations of the present. Amidst the sick, diseased order forged in subtle craft by the master of fate and death, she saw a ripple, not ahead, but beside. Separated not temporally, but spacially. She investigated, drawing her mind away from her eternal mental games with the vast intellect of the fallen one and his bride. Curious, she followed it.

Use of magic was used to supplement her own inherent abilities, seeing where this ripple originated from, and where it would lead. The drop came, the small minded always seeking to take the power of that which they idolized and turn it into something they could bend and twist to their own dark designs. As ever was the folly of those who were strong who witnessed something stronger than they. A being of great power replicated, but unfinished, left of strong body but feeble mind. Capable of destroying the world on which it hailed from with a simple too hard tread. And it greedily sought more.

Power from the division of the Atom at a facility made to feed the energy needs of the Earth she had only visited on brief occasions. Power that would bring only ruin and catastrophe in the hands of one who lashed out with childlike simplicity at all things it perceived as threats. Already, some had gathered to oppose it, but the skeins of the cosmos revealed more possibilities. Others joining the grim caricature's fumbling crusade for energy. A great scaled beast that drew on the power red, a myriad of entities connected to dark powers, all malevolent, all having something to gain through nuclear disaster and the world's potential scouring.

And as ever, the Dark two stood to gain from this, their sinister grip profiting from all such misfortune and woe. She would not, could not allow this to transpire, her mind already formulated plans with which to act, her mind calculating and reviewing potential strategies and tactics in her planned commencement of conflict. She reviewed her potential list of allies, compatriots in battle forged over her years of activity. She dismissed one after the other, each failing to meet her stringent criteria. Tuaragol the World that Lived was far too large, and the Earth would certainly throw itself into a panic if that being appeared and loomed large in it's horizons. Ssi-Ruuvus, the Druid Supreme; was busy in another dimension, musing on the power of life and nature as it sought to rectify the wrong doings of a hell lord. Taranis was on a diplomatic trip to the Kami, seeking to establish ties with the gods of the land of the rising sun. The Morrigans were lovers of violence for it's own sake, and she doubted she could drag them away from their conflict with the Jotun at the current moment.

Powerful though they may be, she did not feel as if the adventurers in Jade's large posse of space farers would suit her needs, and so she dismissed that thought outright. Her brother and his beloved Jade were currently on a romantic excursion throughout the bounds of time itself and she did not have it in her to interrupt them for this task. Razzle-Dazzle was certainly fast and speedy to be sure, but to drag her out of Canada would require a confrontation with Andreinov thanks to his sealing of the borders to Canada's southernly neighbor. Again and again she thought up allies before settling on one, her most trustworthy compatriot in all things.

Turning to John, she patted the boy in blue's shoulders and asked a simple question. "Would you care to accompany on an excursion to the Earth?" She said, her young lips curling into a smile as the bespectacled lad of the winds turned up to her with a quirked eyebrow, mouth currently stuffed full of gushers to create a veritable explosion of fructose saturated multicoloured junk when he bit down on them, his blue eyes inquisitive and curious, but also a tad dorky when accompanied by his hamster cheeked expression brought about by his present activity. With a hard swallow, the boy decided to pose the obvious question.

"Oh sure! But ummm...what for?" He asked before she sat herself on the arm of the couch that lay in his personal room in the Platinum Palace on Chiron. She had some fair measure of explaining to do.

To an extent yes, but purple prose fits her so well.

Rose's posting style will be..rather flowerier than my usual.

There is nothing to indicate that this isn't the case. It would explain why the Emperor hasn't aged a day since the neolithic era.

Wasn't Korvac recently demoted to an Avengers Academy baddie or something? That'd explain it.

Vulkan Lives revealed that the Emperor is actually a perpetual, who are capable of returning to life from being reduced to blood stains via tremendously fast regeneration and their souls' inability to leave their body and pass onto the warp like normal. Vulkan got this trait from his dad. There are ways to keep a perpetual down for good but they all, as far as we know, involve the warp.

So Thor won't be able to cause him any lasting harm while any injury inflicted on Thor would just keep on accumulating.

I'll make a thread soon, just lemme post in thee champ's thread first.

Of course those whale killing Norgies have the bestest per capita wealth. ]=<

@strigidae_22: South Korea works like 20% more hours on average than Japan or America which already are two of the hardest working countries.

The RoK also has some of the highest suicide rates and stress related illnesses on Earth.

Japan and Singapore I believe are entirely on par with the west living standards wise. Japan's huge economic growth in the post WW2 era was more the country reaching our per capita wealth. If China hits 1st world per capita wealth then it's golden for economic supremacy. It doesn't need to pass our standards man to man, just get to a good fraction. And that's entirely doable, almost easy even.

Of course, China does not want to be the new USSR. There's more benefit to the west being friends with China rather than an adversary. For now anyway.

Brazil also has the potential to be the America of the south, she's big, she has resources, and she's by far the strongest country in the continent. All it needs is a run of competent leadership and good times.

Of course a lot of twentieth century rags to riches stories followed Stalin's example of an authoritarian or even totalitarian nation forcefully dragging a large or strategically important backwater into the present day and not letting anything stop them. Of course, the Stalins of the world were ruthlessly competent, meanwhile you have your Mussolinis who say a lot but don't do squat.

@lord_rake: A lot of bad guys are coming.

Like, every villain I ever used in Prime.

I'm also putting in some heroes.