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Knight Title: Gobekli Tepe of Saturn

Challenge: I am the karmic retribution.

Uniform: CC mix of Alucard from Hellsing and modern gothic styles. This especially includes chains, brooch, and cufflinks. The Saturn symbol however is best left to cufflinks, or a brooch. Or both. Nothing more.

Weapon & Magic

Page Weapon: A plain, basic tarot card. Doesn't look fancy actually. So horrifying.
Squire: A tarot card - Death. It actually looks... Like a professional card.
Squire Magic: All Gobekli Tepe needs to do is spin the tarot cards in his fingers and focus on an enemy. The enemy is then struck with a horrifying, ominous feeling they're being watched. They don't know what it is, but the fear is the sort that something... Otherworldly and potentially Lovecraftian is watching hungrily. This feeling lasts 30 seconds and after that, the feeling fades away.

Knight Weapon: A death tarot card, even fancier than before - even bits of gold now! Faaancy.
Knight Magic: All Gobekli Tepe needs to do is spin the tarot cards in his fingers and focus on an enemy. The enemy is then struck with a horrifying, ominous feeling they're being watched. They don't know what it is, but the fear is the sort that something... Otherworldly and potentially Lovecraftian is watching hungrily. This feeling lasts 40 seconds and after that, the feeling fades away.

Summons -- A black unicorn with red eyes. It doesn't use magic. It functions like a large, clydesdale sized horse and can either protect someone or carry them away or down the side of an erupting volcano while the rider drinks a chalice willed with the laughter of small children. Come on,it's a scary unicorn. To note, it doesn't actually attack anybody either -- it's scary, not violent.

History:

Nate's story is twisted, perhaps, in a way many would not expect.

Originating in Seattle Washington, Nathan Adello began as a normal civilian, working with a shop in the Seattle-Tacoma area as a clerk in a new age store to add to his collection and learn multiple paths from customers, and in his time, he made a friend with, unknown to him, a Negaverse agent...

Seattle, Washington - 6 months ago.

Levianthanite was desperate. The Seattle division needed results to report for youma research and they didn't find prey easily - not as easily as Destiny City by far. Public transportation, a bustling night life, and a careful trio of cities made finding subjects difficult, but the Lieutenant was, well, desperate. His superiours demanded a specimen tonight, or his starseed was forfeit for use itself, so, the Agent paced anxiously as he waited and thought, and frowned in his civilian form before a hand clamped down on his shoulder, warm and friendly and familiar, and he looked back o the face of his friend.

Nathan wasn't the best, but he wasn't a jerk. Leviathanite was quite fond, but, on the same token, the agent was still worried and gave a shaky grin as Nathan spoke.

"Hey Scott." Nate's tone was gentle and easy. Work was over and the man was pleased and surprised to see a friend so near to work, beaming warmly.

"Oh. Hey Nate." Leviathanite responded with a shaky voice, and Nathan tilted his head.

"Hey, you OK?" He asked.

Leviathanite swallowed.

How do you tell your bro you're going to Die? he wondered. Nathan appeared unconvinced, frowning at his friend as he shook his head.

"Don't look fine." Nate pointed out. "Look scared."

Silence. Leviathanite felt a lump in his throat, and wondered again how to explain, before getting an idea.

A horrid, malicious idea, and he looked to Nate.

"It's nothing. Hey, wanna check out a shop with me?" He suddenly asked. He didn't like this, but... Well, Leviathanite tende3d to put himself first often. And if Nathan survived, surely he'd understand. Nathan nodded.

"Course man."

A grin worked it's way across Leviathanite's face, and he grabbed Nate's hand, suddenly moving.

The walk through Seattle was dampened by a light drizzle as the city was often bathed in, wrought by the Puget Sound upon the Tri-Cities and by geography, being a northern region closer to cooler climates. Downtown Seatle was bustling and busy, but the destination was easy to locate. Still, Leviathanite was merhodic and careful, winding through useless paths to disorient before approaching the front for the Negaverse Research and Development department. It was noty obvious, nor clear what the building was for, but Leviathanite lead Nathan in expertly, the other man glancing about as he was guided. Winding corridors pockmarked the old building and hid sights, but the building smelled stale and mildewy, cold and wet, and Nathan wrinkled his nose briefly as Leviathanite entered a room, a young woman in a uniform sitting, pink piping the only hint of color on a drag, gray uniform, and she regarded Leviathanite idly.

"Oh, is this all?" She asked. Nathan blinked, looking to his friend as he nodded grimly.

"Yes, General-Queen Hazelite."

Hazelite? What? Nathan glanced to his friend, whom fidgeted, swallowing as the imposing woman rose, approaching and studying Nate appraisingly before glancing idly to the shadows, and a single lit candle, motioning.

"Wick, take i."

Leviathanite gasped, as the flame of the candle leapt down, forming into a flame before becoming a man of fire, and he stepped back in alarm, eyes widening as it approached Leviathanite, Hazelite smiling sharply. The youma itself reached into Leviathanite's chest, withdrawing a small crystalline thing as Nathan tried backing away in confusion and terror. The flame-man licked it;s maw once, twice, and then bit down, swallowing the starseed and suddenly Leviathanite collapsed, body still in death. Nathan, for his part, paled, backing away a moment before Hazelite turned for him, and smiled.

"Knock him out, Wick." She crooned. "I've work to do on our precious, now don't I?"

---

Unconsciousness had come swiftly when the youma knocked Nathan out, and when he slept, he dreamed of spiders. While Nathan thought unconsciousness did not include dreaming, this time - this time did not appear the case.

He was surrounded by web, and around him the tramp of millions of spiders crept and crawled and sounded, loud with a shhh shh shh as they marched in all sizes and shapes. Wherever Nathan moved, there was web, in his eyes, ears, nose, mouth. If he weren't arachnophobic, when he woke surely he would be, and the young man tried finding a pathway out, trying to sort his mind before a large bestial figure seemed to drop before him.

The appearance was man and spider fused and he felt his skin crawl as it studied him.

And spoke.

"We can make you handsome, yes." It cooed.

"...I'm already amazing."

"I can do more. You will be power and beauty; you will be perfection." The spider youma moved, adjusting, idly spinning before beginning to wrap him in thread. "You have so little choice but to argue with Sh'kkoth. So very little. We could cooperate, be a whole, or I can devour you and make you fade. It is your choice."

It peered with human but arachnid eyes, serene and menacing and Nathan eyed it.

"...What else is in it for me?" He asked lowly.

Sh'kkoth purred.

"Power. Skill. Ability beyond a human's comprehension." Webbing wound around his waist and bound his wrists, drawing him close to him calmly.

"Bind with me. Bind, and become richly rewarded, Nathan Adello. Bind[/i[. And become mine, and I, yours."

The creature was purring, whispering softly before Nathan thought. Was this a test of the gods? Some spirit? A totem? Possibly, and finally he nodded.

"Fine."

Sh'kkoth beamed, and suddenly all was black when Chaos began pumping into his starseed, fusion welcomed and accepted.

---

Nate awoke groggy and disoriented, feeling in more places than he was used to, vision slowly becoming clearer and he winced at the change. He saw far more readily, and fresh, new limbs gripped the ground and cradled himself as he stumbled to look himself over, gulping.

He changed. It had done something to him and - and the chaos numbed fear and salted his tongue against screaming and the newly corrupted agent rose, slowly and painfully as he looked about, inspecting his uniform slowly and carefully. He bore no weapon but his hands, but he smelled chaos and felt auras - chaos and that of weaker, lessened beings - humans? Others like him?

However he'd changed and felt fangs in his mouth, sharp, cruel, and his skin was gray and colorless, leaving him to wonder.

What have I done? The Half-Youma wondered, before the voice of Hazelite greeted him, smug and bell like.

"You wake." She crooned. She twirled her fingers around the flame - possibly Wick - of a candfle by her, and he swallowed, nodding.

"Good. Tell me your name - not your human one." She beamed, and he felt compelled to answer.

"I... Coffinite, ma'am." He swallowed. Hazelite crooned.

"Coffinite, mmm. Fitting. You will be fed, and then, you will be sent to my superiors in Destiny City. Welcome to the Negaverse, Coffinite."

A slow smile, one that shook Coffinite deeply.

"Welcome to the.... Family.

From Wikipedia

Spiders (order Araneae) are air-breathing arthropods that have eight legs and chelicerae with fangs that inject venom. They are the largest order of arachnids and rank seventh in total species diversity among all other orders of organisms. Spiders are found worldwide on every continent except for Antarctica, and have become established in nearly every habitat with the exceptions of air and sea colonization. As of 2008, at least 43,678 spider species, and 109 families have been recorded by taxonomists; however, there has been dissension within the scientific community as to how all these families should be classified, as evidenced by the over 20 different classifications that have been proposed since 1900.

Anatomically, spiders differ from other arthropods in that the usual body segments are fused into two tagmata, the cephalothorax and abdomen, and joined by a small, cylindrical pedicel. Unlike insects, spiders do not have antennae. In all except the most primitive group, the Mesothelae, spiders have the most centralized nervous systems of all arthropods, as all their ganglia are fused into one mass in the cephalothorax. Unlike most arthropods, spiders have no extensor muscles in their limbs and instead extend them by hydraulic pressure.

Their abdomens bear appendages that have been modified into spinnerets that extrude silk from up to six types of silk glands within their abdomen. Spider webs vary widely in size, shape and the amount of sticky thread used. It now appears that the spiral orb web may be one of the earliest forms, and spiders that produce tangled cobwebs are more abundant and diverse than orb-web spiders. Spider-like arachnids with silk-producing spigots appeared in the Devonian period about 386 million years ago, but these animals apparently lacked spinnerets. True spiders have been found in Carboniferous rocks from 318 to 299 million years ago, and are very similar to the most primitive surviving order, the Mesothelae. The main groups of modern spiders, Mygalomorphae and Araneomorphae, first appeared in the Triassic period, before 200 million years ago.

A herbivorous species, Bagheera kiplingi, was described in 2008,[5] but all other known species are predators, mostly preying on insects and on other spiders, although a few large species also take birds and lizards. Spiders use a wide range of strategies to capture prey: trapping it in sticky webs, lassoing it with sticky bolas, mimicking the prey to avoid detection, or running it down. Most detect prey mainly by sensing vibrations, but the active hunters have acute vision, and hunters of the genus Portia show signs of intelligence in their choice of tactics and ability to develop new ones. Spiders' guts are too narrow to take solids, and they liquidize their food by flooding it with digestive enzymes and grinding it with the bases of their pedipalps, as they do not have true jaws.

Male spiders identify themselves by a variety of complex courtship rituals to avoid being eaten by the females. Males of most species survive a few matings, limited mainly by their short life spans. Females weave silk egg-cases, each of which may contain hundreds of eggs. Females of many species care for their young, for example by carrying them around or by sharing food with them. A minority of species are social, building communal webs that may house anywhere from a few to 50,000 individuals. Social behavior ranges from precarious toleration, as in the widow spiders, to co-operative hunting and food-sharing. Although most spiders live for at most two years, tarantulas and other mygalomorph spiders can live up to 25 years in captivity.

While the venom of a few species is dangerous to humans, scientists are now researching the use of spider venom in medicine and as non-polluting pesticides. Spider silk provides a combination of lightness, strength and elasticity that is superior to that of synthetic materials, and spider silk genes have been inserted into mammals and plants to see if these can be used as silk factories. As a result of their wide range of behaviors, spiders have become common symbols in art and mythology symbolizing various combinations of patience, cruelty and creative powers. An abnormal fear of spiders is called arachnophobia.

Arrival

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