Schism

[Cillian McWolfe]

"And you'll fail. When you strip away someone's free will you take away their creativity. You'll will lose because you will find plenty of people willing to fight for their home, and their identity here. Without the fear of your reputation to paralyze them."

So many people fell before the first blade was drawn. But interdimensional war, he truly believed Prota didn't know what they were walking into. And to do this hinted at how desperate they were to bolster forces for their own civil war.

[Pig God, God of Pigs]

"Reputation doesn't matter. The end of their civilization itself if they refuse will do more than enough damage."

The man says to Cillian, since he snuck in before 24 hours!

[Brianna Valdyr]

Brianna gave a pointed glance to the few who remained behind her, frowning. There was nothing smug in the fact that the man's words echoed what she'd warned. The problem now was going to be making sure the people here could be defended, or stand on their own if they chose.

"Sounds like their normal garbage," she muttered.   Then, loud enough to be heard by them all,  "The people hear have heard you, already, and you've heard ours. Run back home like a good dog."

[Cillian McWolfe]

"Sounds like your job is done then."

Like the ladies said. It would be best if he left. And even better to never return.

[Rafflesia]

Strength:5/Endurance:5/Perception:5
Defense:17/Energy:20

Rafflesia

As infuriated as she was at both ends of this pissing contest, Rafflesia's interest was once more piqued as she listened in on the lot of them speak. Eyeing over the lot of them and flipping a ballpoint pen from her pocket, hastily jotting noted unto the unoccupied portions of her white jacket having little else location wise to do so.

"We're seriously going to need a lengthy explanation at some point.", she muttered to herself to be just audible to all concerned if they cared to listen in. Her eyes turned to the lot resting on the other end of this ordeal as well, hoping Atlas was doing well enough in his condition.

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[Atlas Steele]

As Atlas noticed that he had been out of his mind, his concentration having dipped completely as his eyes had grown hazy, he would collapse on one knee upon being helped away by Aroma before starting to cough violently.
Trying to understand what was happening as his body had knocked himself out of it, slowly looking around before taking a deep breath as he would ask quietly to those that could hear him.

"Did... Did I miss something? Why are weapons drawn?" He would ask, looking smaller and weaker than before as he would nearly tremble upon seeing the weapons again before calming himself and trying to smile.

Yet, As Atlas realized where this could potentially lead, he would slowly move his hand towards his own heart, as he could feel it beating strongly, a bit too strong for his own age as he would take a deep breath.

"Why are we all attacking this fellow with words? Can I have a small number of details?" He would ask, aiming his words towards Rafflesia, Cillian, Brianna, and Nova.
Aiming to be heard by them mostly, as he was trying to figure out what was happening and what he was seeing a few moments ago.

[Pig God, God of Pigs]

The man smiles, shaking his head.

"Alright, alright. I'm leaving. Just pass my message along. I want to make this quick when I get back, so either surrender or gather in one place so I can kill you at the same time."

He lifts his hand, and a green glow begins to glimmer into existence around it, before a tear forms behind him again.

"Until then."

He steps back into it, and the tear closes.

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End of action!

Everyone receives:

3 Exp

Pill of Mental Acuity (Consumable): Once taken, this pill grants the user +5 to Insight for a GM required roll. Afterwards, the user gains a permanent +1 to Persuasion and Insight, as well as their respective stat caps.

[Brianna Valdyr]

Brianna snorted a laugh at the woman's insistence that they would talk just moments after insulting them, but let it slide. If they were going towards working to a future together in this world, that would likely be what happened - many talks.

Her eyes narrow as the man steps back into the portal, stepping forward but not stopping him.

"We really need to find out how they're doing that." Both for a taste of hope to those that had none, and to stop things like this from getting worse.

[Novocaine]

Nova would wait until the man was gone before sighing and turning to the others. She'd cock a hip and cross her arms, looking through every person.

"I can explain only what I know." she'd say, mostly in response to Atlas.

"But first thing's first...are any of you thinking of submitting? Tell me now so I don't waste my time with you."

The people here deserved some insight if they planned to fight what was coming.

[Rafflesia]

Strength:5/Endurance:5/Perception:5
Defense:17/Energy:20

Rafflesia

"My well, that was far less enlightening than I had hoped for.", Rafflesia mused, taking a moment to stretch her arm over her head, spilling white hair across the back of her coat. After a moment she turned towards those she arrived with, taking slow strides towards Atlas and Aroma with a hum.

At the more brooding female's words, Raff's attention was piqued, however. "Submission? Not in the slightest. Like I told those two-", she motioned vaguely in the direction of Cillian and Brianna, "-I'm not picking a side until I know enough to confidently choose myself."

She would stop a moment between these three and those she was heading towards, however. "Whatever the differences in capabilities and strengths may be. I won't stand by and watch others fight on my own behalf, for or against the stability of the world I was born into." She let her words settle some before continuing her stride, taking a loose rock from the ground to throw in the general direction of the dumpster Trent was in, hoping to get the wrestler's attention.

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[Atlas Steele]

As Atlas would start to notice that things were packing up, that the person had left before realizing what was happening, he would simply start to laugh at Nova her comment, slapping his thigh before shaking his head.

"Submitting? Are you insane? Only maniacs would do that!" Atlas would comment before then awkwardly hobbling to the center to be able to talk to all of them at once if possible, reaching his from his thigh to his chin, pinching it tenderly before helping carry his own head for a moment.

"We are fighting a group that can teleport at random, the only plan that we have thought off at this point, or were planning, to say the least, was to try and act like them to garner information via sensing the energy used in the rifts themselves.
By using the energy sensed in the rifts and then trying to imitate it, we can create a way to either stop them entirely, make them ourselves or buy us more time."

"Now, While I know about Trent hiding in the dumpster, Aroma helping me with my horrible hips and a near heart attack from my own age, Can you two tell me some more information so that next time we can actually try to figure out how they are doing this without going into an attacking stance instantly?" As his eyes showed extreme worry as he would look to the new people he hadn't known yet.

"As Atlas, I just want to help my friends and family in this world before we all die, is it so bad to try and figure out information that nobody wants to tell us, explain to us or even share with us?
We aren't bystanders anymore, Our people are going to be fed to the wolves again if we do not find a way to act."

Making sure to put extra emotion on the comment of 'our' as Atlas never considered the people from another world to be at wrong either, he just was doing his best.

[Novocaine]

Nova would nod to Raff, and assume Atlas was speaking for the rest of his comrades, too. She didn't much need Cillian or Brianna's answer since their stance was obvious.

"My quick over-view is that the place I'm from prides itself on its advancements. All our people are enhanced to reach perfection, so we're taught that the rest of humanity is weak and less-than compared to us. We're also 'programmed' to devote ourselves to our territory, questioning nothing. It keeps everyone on the same page and minimizes weakness within. Something like that, anyway. When new people become part of Prota, they all have to get programmed."

She was over-simplifying it, but they probably got the gist of it.

"That man you met isn't like most Protans. Whatever he was put through was different than your typical enhancement. I don't have the information on what it was. He just...wasn't like that before. His programming doesn't seem typical either...I can't really say why. It just feels...off. And the fact he's turned on tradition means something's happened. You don't need to know why I'm implying that."

She lets that sink in a moment.

"Strength-wise, it will take a lot of training to try and match him. Strategically speaking, I think finding someone that could untangle his programming would be far more beneficial than trying to out-power him. If it's anything like my...sobering experience...he won't be able to continue fighting."

Or hopefully won't want to.

Unless it just makes things worse and everyone dies. But no one needs to know that.

Since Atlas asked 'you two' to answer him, Nova assumes he's talking to Cillian and Brianna and doesn't address what he says.

[Cillian McWolfe]

Cillian watched as the rift closed and the man left them and this world. He'd let the armor and weapon fade back away, releasing his oath with a sigh before running his fingers through his hair, spinning back to face the group with a grin. Brianna earned a quick nod of agreement from him, but they could talk more on this later.

"He's special forces. And there is no cooperating with them. Like she said, they get their claws in you and they brain wash you. You don't get to have free will or independent thought." And he didn't mean someone telling you what to do or acting without your approval either. "They come in and invade territories or land by any means they deem necessary. And should a land that has fallen under their control show any sign of dissent then whole cities or even the whole territory could be purged. Completely."

It was actually pretty horrific and time and again he'd been on the front lines defending his home from being taken over. He'd seen a lot of friends fall to them in their unending quest to assimilate and 'perfect' humanity in their image. His gaze turned to Atlas nodding slowly.

"Well, you have a long ways to go if you want to help defend our home. But I've never been one that's turned down someone wanting to be a friend and wanting to stand on their own two feet. It would be an honor to train with you."

He put emphasis on it being all of their home though, because while it wasn't the world they were born into. Cillian and the others lived here now. He'd watched one world burn, he had no interest in seeing a second fall to the same fate. As for stopping the reprograming, that was beyond his expertise.