This marks the official beginning of the final act of our clan’s Forgotten campaign. For those of you who want a refresher of what has been going on, please check out our archive of associated fiction here. There is also awesome wikipedia pages for our first act, Entanglement, and second act, Deception.

Without further ado, I present Monstrosity.

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The Forgotten Temple
Antenora
Cocytus system

The sand and dust had already reclaimed it place a top of every inch of the ground. The bodies that had fallen had been cleared. The blood had long dried. The rubble cleared away as much as possible. Had Polis Jones not seen the bodies being wheeled out just days earlier he would have found it hard to believe this place had been disturbed at any point in the last century.

He muttered several curse words has he examined the full extent of the damage that had been caused. Those tactless barbarians that called themselves soldiers had caused irrevocable damage to one of the oldest and most well preserved ruin in the entire system. Millennia ago slaves of the Infinite Empire laid this stone. His hand brushed lightly over the charred rubble.

“I’m going to have to have a firm word with the Emperor about this. There was so much we could have learned here,” he said pushing himself back from the wall.

“Poli… I think we found something!” Karen’s excited voice carried through the main chamber. Polis spun on the spot and turned to face her direction.

“Artifacts? I would love to have some more things to fill in the Infinite Empire wing at the museum,” Polis said as he jogged over.

“Something more… a room,” Karen said. She was squatting alongside a pile of rubble, shining a light into a tiny hole in the floor.

“That’s Impossible, this is the lowest level of the temple. The whole temple has been scanned and mapped out a dozen times,” Polis responded as he peered into the dark hole.

“This is just a small crater, probably from a grenade, covered when the ceiling fell in,” he continued.

“There’s no charring, and watch,” Karen said slightly moving the light. Through the small gap, there was a distinct glint of light catching something metal. Polis jumped back.

“Get the crews back in here! I need this stuff cleared yesterday!” he yelled out, heart racing. This old temple still had some secrets to be found.

Deep Forest
Judecca
Cocytus system

Yes, yes, yes. This will work.

Emperor Vanis cut the throat of one of his followers, The man spasmed for a moment then was still.

“Blood of the faithful!” Vanis screamed out. Hundreds of voices called back in unison, echoing the cry. The false Empire would never look for them here, right in their own backyard. The Old Gods had slept long enough. The pool filled with blood of his followers drained slowly, deep into the earth.

A red mist rose from the ground.

“Breath deep my dear Pacre Datship, our Empire is born anew.”

Screams of agony were all that came in reply.

Ruined Temple
Gaias
Ptolomea

“I’ve really am getting tired of these old temples. Something always tends to go horribly wrong when we visit them,” Lucyeth said pointing his light around another corner.

“Don’t worry, I’m ready to glass the whole area should something pop out at you,” Delak’s voice came in over the comm system.

“Delak that kills us too,” Archangel said flatly.

“Yes but it keeps the rest of us safe and sound from whatever nest of K’lor’slugs you kick up,” Delak said in response.

“I didn’t realize some slugs would scare you, glad you are staying so safe up there in orbit,” Archangel said.

“Probably reminds him of your mother,” Lucyeth added snickering.

“I would crush your skull if we weren’t busy trying to find more information on these supposed Old Gods,” Archangel said through gritted teeth.

“I wish you both would get eaten by a slug, so at least there would be some quiet here,” Ulfsark spoke up from further down the hall. A loud crunch followed.

“Oh look, bones!” the knight added with a false tone of enthusiasm. Before any of the others could respond, the sound of trickling water echoed around the hall.

“Water?” Lucyeth questioned pointing his light at the ground. the ancient stone was quickly becoming dark. Archangel kneeled and pressed a finger to the stone. He brought it up and examined it in the light. It was red. He tentatively stuck his tongue out and dabbed it against his finger.

“Blood.” He said spitting.

Ritual Cave
23 Miles NE from Ohmen
Judecca

Vanis made the long climb to the cave entrance alone. The offering had been made and accepted, and his followers had been touched by the Old Gods themselves, their frail bodies transcending into something so much more. He had hoped the Evanescent would have taken the brunt of what his followers were now experiencing, but he had been foolish to trust them.

The Gods only touch those who are worthy.

He sat for a moment at the mouth of the cave, catching his breath. He stared into the black abyss of the cave. This was the final step of the secret, ancient, oral history that had passed down for generations. It was a cruder, older path then Lord Onasi had attempted. And when Onasi failed, Vanis knew he had made the correct choice in not informing the Evanescent about it.

He stood and lit a torch. Taking a deep breath he started his trek into the cave.

Imperial Palace
Ohmen
Judecca

“My lord, apologies for interrupting. I’m tracking a lot of emergency calls from the eastern part of Ohmen.” A voice in Xen’Mordin’s ear said quickly. He sat up straight in his chair, snapped out of the daze he had fallen in. He looked at the bright faced duo presenting facts about something at the far end of the table, faces lit by the screen some some fancy statistics they had prepared.

Something about free range nerfs? No that’s not right.

Xen cleared his throat before finding a suitable set of dismissive words, “You both clearly have put a lot of work into this. Why don’t I put you in direct contact with our System Moff to better organize a, uh… response to this issue.”

Cruise will just love that.

Xen continued, “I am afraid I have been alerted about a rather pressing matter, if you would excuse me.” He gave the most sincere smile he could given thirty seconds ago he was about ready to start drooling where he sat. He stood and quickly stepped out of the meeting room.

“Of what nature Aria?” He asked tapping a few buttons on his right bracer. The voice in his ear didn’t hesitate in response.

“Honestly my lord. I don’t know how to answer that. Sending you a feed now.”

Xen kept walking and pressed a few more buttons. The feed popped up, and Xen stopped dead in his tracks. He turned his head toward one of his body guards.

“Find me Dante, now,” he commanded. The bodyguard gave a slight bow before turning and sprinting off.

“My lord should I issue a state of emergency?” Aria’s voice came through. Her voice had a slight pleading tone to it. She was just disturbed by what she was seeing as Xen was.

“Alert everyone,” Xen responded after a moment, eyes still locked on the feed.

Ritual Cave
Judecca

Vanis was cold. So cold he was certain if he didn’t have the heat from his torch he would surely be dead by now. The path through cave was smooth but snaked its way around, deep into the heart of the Mountain.

Was I wrong about the location?

The stray thought lingered but a moment. A glow of soft green light came from around the bend. With each step the light grew brighter and bright.

Vanis gasped.

Sith-Faced Joe’s
Ohmen
Judecca

The Kiffar didn’t mind the usual stench that accompanied such a dive bar. It was a good day, he reminded himself as he patted the small satchel at his side. The information it contained would be very useful for his continued endeavors of dominating the criminal underworld of the system.

Jorm hat stopped at the first bar he had seen, looking for a stiff drink before making his way off planet to deal with other matters. Sith-Faced Joe’s had the goods, and that's all he really cared about. He took a deep gulp of the bright cyan drink he had in hand, and let out a very self-satisfied sigh. Nothing could possibly ruin today.

Then it all went to hell.

First came the faint screams of terror. Then the not so faint ones. Far too many to just be a mugging gone south in the wrong part of town. Jorm turned on his stool and finished his drink in a single gulp. As the screams grew louder. Jorm stood up and shrugged. He had places to be, people to see, other people to kill.

When he stepped outside he quickly realized the reason for all the screaming. His .48 quickly found its way into his hand. “What the frak are those?!” He yelled, mainly to himself as he fired off a shot.

The projectile found its way straight through the head of what was probably once a normal human being. It’s skin was twisted and warped, covered with fungal like growths. It’s head already like its skull had exploded outward from the forehead. It was stumbling as Jorm shot it. Its inability to walk properly seemed like it would hinder the terrors making their way into the city. Jorm figured it would be a quick clean up once people got over the initial shock of what was advancing.

But then he saw one rip a civilian clean in two.

Jorm’s comm went off.

“What? - No kidding there is an issue!”

Ritual Cave
Judecca

Vanis spun on the spot. the cavern was larger than he could have imagined. Unnatural light filtered out of crystals embedded in the cavern walls and ceiling, casting everything in a strong green light. He let out a deep laugh that echoed around the chamber. He approached the alter in the center of the cavern.

“Now to begin in earnest.”

Imperial Palace
Judecca

“We’ve already got several bodies to Dr. Rei’s lab for study,” Eetherbiail reported as he came sprinting in the office. He took a deep breath then continued.

“Dante is seeing to clearing the city. There is… a lot of them.”

Xen’Mordin nodded, eyes unfocused.

“This was Vanis.”

Eether cocked his head.

“No, there is no way. Where did he get all these people?” Eether insisted. Xen inhaled deeply before speaking.

“These are the last loyal followers of the Pacre Datship. He turned them into these… monsters. He must be out there somewhere. Find him, now. This cannot be allowed to go any further.”

Monstrosity is going to run the entirety of November! And to keep you guys on your toes, this is going to be a multi-phase event. You can expect a second fiction and round of competitions to pick up one week from now! And then another the week after that! As always the parent competition will be your one stop shop for these competitions!

Forgotten: Monstrosity is the parent competition. It will award second level crescents (and when enough of you participate in this event, an upgrade to first level can happen!). This should look really familiar for most of you, but as a refresher, when this whole thing is done, everyone who participated in at least one competition will be added as a participant in this parent competition.

Each competition you participate will earn you points toward winning the whole event. You will get 15 points for each and every single competition you participate in! Then placing in the competitions will earn you additional points depending on where you place.

Ending Monday November 16th:

This Isn’t Where I Parked My Car: This is a 500 word minimum fiction event. As seen in the fiction above, the loyal Pacre Datship members were transformed into horrible monsters (that I may or may not have based on the clickers from The Last of Us). Alone, without a weapon or means to communicate you must get from the outskirts of Ohmen to safety!

Clicky Boom: This is a graphics competition, where you get to go wild in creating exactly what these transformed Pacre Datship members look like!

Fall of the Infinite: The origins of all our problems in this event can be traced back to the Infinite Empire and their workings in our system. Once they fell, they became part of the legends of the native peoples of the system. Write a poem to capture that legend.

Legends of Old: This is a trivia event, which means it is timed from the moment you hit subscribe. This trivia is focused on random bits of stuff from the old EU, aka the “Legends” timeline.

Ending Monday November 30th

Investigative Journalism: This is a bit of a different fiction, being in the form of a in universe news article.

Temple of the Forgotten: This is the run-on that will take place in this thread. Here you will journey deep beneath a temple that sits above an Infinite Empire ruin. Will you be able to survive the trials and save the system? Team up with other clan members and find out!

Gipsy Danger: Obligitory PVP Gaming Competition. You can play against anyone in the club, just as long as it is submitted to this competition.

Intel: The Imperial News Net - Dat News

I also want to just cover some other big news before ending this report.

First off, I want to recognize our two new Aediles, with Rosh Nyine stepping in for Excidium, and Lexiconus Qor for Imperium. They have both hit the ground running, and I know they will do a kickass job for both houses.

I also want to remind all our members, and especially our newer members, that Telegram is a thing, and we would love to see you guys get on. Our clan chat group is growing a ton, and full of conversation. It is a great way to get to know your clanmates.

Finally, we had the theatrical trailer drop for The Force Awakens, which by now I’m sure I’ve watched about a million times. If you haven’t seen it, check it out here. Ticket presales have also opened up, so I hope those of you shooting for a opening night showing managed to get some. It is going to be awesome fun!

I hope you guys are pumped with what’s out, and what you will be seeing over the next month. There is going to be a lot of stuff on the table for you, this really is just the beginning of madhouse that is Monstrosity. Enjoy!

For the Empire!

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