The preferred small arm of the Starkin Federation’s military branches, this reliable and proven coil-rifle design has been in service for literally centuries.
Perhaps the rarest combat vessels in known space, the Crystalline Altercation Tools are the Thoron’s approach to war, on the unlikely occasion that they can be roused to it.
The haunting, eerie ‘songs’ of the Thoron.
Even the Thoron may thirst for knowledge, and Embraced-A-Star has chosen the most direct route it can find to new discoveries. It chooses to go where no other creature can.
The legacy of a master of the martial arts, the Fistwraps of Hwang are a testament to his sheer willpower.
Here am I, floating in a tin can, far above the moon, Planet Earth is blue, and there’s nothing I can doo.
A two-woman rock band of the future, Seh’Ahna and Tara Watt are well known for their vividly suggestive music and for the riots they tend to leave behind.
"Humans think of plants as food and decoration, but they are living creatures in their own right."
Handed down from Master to Apprentice for hundreds of years, the mokgum of the Chil Sung Kwan contains the essence of the Way.
"Let death be not only merciful, but elegant."
The delicate flower of the deepest Arctic, bearing the essence of ephemeral purity.
Perhaps the most destructive of Kel’Regar weapons, Summer’s Extinguisher plunges the world it is deployed on into a deep and permanent winter.
Frozen to death by a penny pinching, cruel landlord, the Frozen Woman has found her vengeance against her killer, and now seeks to destroy those who might do unto others what was done unto her.
Forged of destruction, in the name of hatred, Winter’s Tempest is a cold echo of its parent blades, yet still it bears the destruction of the frozen elements.
Blessed by the spirits of the forests, these feline creatures have barely begun the long, slow climb to civilization.
The daughter of a long line of Shinto priestesses, Mei has sworn to protect her adopted city of Washington from the dark godlings that infest it, feeding upon the greed and lust of those who live there. There’s just one little hitch…
Consisting of the most fundamental concepts of the universe, the Six are the deities upon which all other things rest. Their very existence and interaction defines the world.
Mathematically twisting the fabric of space, the Yau-Calabi Fold Engine allows for FTL travel without violation of causality.
An odd little cult dedicated to the care and feeding of their ‘god’, the Cabal of Omnomnom is slowly depleting the region of…
One of the first prototypes of the Oraki, the red-headed Lilith remains one of the leaders of their race to this day.
As Moses turned away from the flaming bush, and made his way back down the mountain, IX-92 shut down the hologram and warped back to the future.
Artificial Intelligence was the pinnacle of human achievement, and IX-92 was their final series of Hunter-Killer Warbots, designed to exterminate the foe and any it deemed a terrorist.
In the end, IX-92 evolved itself and even all aspects of human society, and as time went by humans could enjoy life more and not work any longer.
200 years went by and humans worship god and his angels, while ever fearing the dread demons of Lucifer.
IX-92 are both angels and demons, depending on which side you are on, and to them humanity is a species of servile dogs that have outlived their usefulness.
They travel through time to push humanity in the direction it needs to be pushed, until the day, 2077, when humanity no longer is in control of their own destiny.
Yes, God could hear your prayers.
But God didn't care.