Percival Vox Machina Novels & Stories

she called out her voice repeating itself throughout as she continued to look for the one who was speaking to her. “We are the guardians of the earth, the bounty of the water, the judge of the winds, and the one that the fire calls upon for your punishment, we are the Horomid,” Four voices interchange with each quote that the voice stated. Its tone was like something that came from the other world, reverberating, fluid, yet intense with each word that it would say. Karilaya’s mind suddenly turned blank at the mention of the being's name. Such a word was considered ancient that could only be found in the most sacred texts of their kingdom.

A whirring sound followed the moment Natasha set foot at the entrance and a machine that looked like a large kind of gun appeared right in front of Natasha. "You sure you've been here before?" Lucas asked, wanting to pull back Natasha from the entrance. A bright green beam of light then flowed out of the machine and traced down Natasha's body from head to toe. Identity confirmed. Natasha Austin-Johnson. It was an automated voice that came from the interactive consciousness installed in the lab. "Come on, " Natasha said excitedly to Lucas. Natasha had already made her way to the lobby when Lucas called out. Intruder alert! Unauthorised entry!

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

The mere thought of such a software devalued the five years he spent on becoming a mech designer. Still... his father left him this 'System' for a reason. Ves had no idea where Ryncol got his hands on this mysterious app. Since he couldn't get anymore answers, Ves decided to run the app. [Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech.] The message ended there, leaving nothing for Ves to follow up. "That's it?" [Deep scan complete. Registering new user Ves Larkinson. Welcome package granted.] "Uh, you got anything more than that?"

the voice finally said. The iron gates hissed open, and we pulled into the belly of the beast. The moment the van crossed the threshold, the air began to vibrate. It was a low-pitched hum, so deep it felt like it was trying to rattle my teeth loose. This was the resonance machine Julian Vane had been perfecting. It was active, pulsing out a field designed to keep any wolf in a state of permanent, low-level pain and compliance. I saw Silas’s knuckles whiten as he gripped the steering wheel. His jaw was so tight I thought his teeth might crack under the strain of the frequency.

They saw the **Vespera**. "**[RECOGNIZED: PRIMARY ENTITY VESPERA,]**" the white wolf buzzed, its body half-dissolved. "**[INITIATING: TOTAL SUBMISSION PROTOCOL.]**" The machine-wolves didn't fight back. They knelt. They bowed their heads to the ground. They weren't fighting me anymore because I was their **Original Code**.

I asked in some sort of question and he had to pull off his mask, telling me to lie back and then he pulled away, looking at the machine. “I don’t see anything” He calmly said before navigating his eyes around the place a nurse pointed to and then he resumed again. This time with his mask open and i could tell his lips slowly gasped. “Wha-” “There is something. There” He said as i looked to the machine. “You see it? You see the baby?” I said excitedly and he shook his head, slightly. “That is not a baby. Its-” “Its a tumor” He turned to the other nurse who stared narrowly at it. “It is” Came a hard echo of an answer that sent me spiraling.

I thought you left me. [FoxDragon]:I had an accident. I’m just... getting my memory back.* [7th_Perfection]:You remember the protocols? You remember the job we were doing before the silence?* [FoxDragon]:Not yet. I need data. I need the Vance Global internal archives. All of them.* [7th_Perfection]:Still obsessed with the lions, I see. Fine. I’ve already got a back door. I’ll sync my terminal to yours. Like old times?*

“Is that the ship?” “Do you not like it?” replied Miko. “It is a Vessel Interaction Intelligence. I wanted a talking ship, and so I installed one myself. I can deactivate it, if it bothers you.” “Nono, it’s fine. Could it maybe not be a guy? I mean, it’s kinda weird to hear the Spirit of Amelia as a dude, you know? Or is that just me?” “Hmm, I do not believe it matters. But we can change it however we want. The package comes with multiple voices.”