Doctor Lyra Xihe

Interstellar Material Services top metagenetics researcher. Wanted for numerous crimes in the Terran Core. Witch.

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

[The shackles of traditional casting must never be removed, lest the power it draws from grow too great]

[It takes time to bind the magic, to weave an incantation to flawlessly execute intent]

[Control perfected. Entire designs in a single spell.]

<daemon magic however, is rough. violent.>

<and yet infinitely stronger than its counterpart>

<a traditional witch could bind a whole world to her will, shield it from influence, with a day long incantation>

<a daemon vessel could split the world in a moment>

<stronger individuals or daemons can even forgo incantations entirely, merely ripping death magic with a thought>

<it is no wonder the daemons were killed or sealed in vaults outside extant reality. they were too strong>

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

There has been significant discourse in recent sessions on the efficacy of magical augmentation over technological progression. I would like to reinforce that both must progress in equal measure. Our planet crackers must both be colossal artillery pieces as well as living weapons. Very few of our opponents will have both tools and so we may use our advantage to cleave through their weaknesses.

Take an example from our recent excursions on Elysian Prime and Zoras III. One had a coven of witches that prevented our standardized magics to function on their world, we overran them with mechanized infantry. On the other they had orbital defenses that threatened our fleets, we sent a single living weapon to crush them.

Both have their uses, and by exploiting this we have become the strongest force outside of the Union. This concludes my presentation, please leave questions until after the session, thank you.

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

High Command kept asking me "Oooh Xihe why do you keep spending billions on genetically modifying your bodyguards into catgirls" It's important? I like them? They're better at sex? Like four of them are better at killing than an entire platoon of mildly augmented marines? They tried to cut my funding once, the catgirls are very goof at purrsuasion too! (*^ω^*) None of High Command (provably) died during those meetings!

[the-demon-cat]

Kill more of high command (provably) during meetings? Send a message? (and they obviously deserve it)

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

Two or three of them "disappear" every time they discuss cutting my funding! (^_-) I've found that to be message enough.

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

[Stars of silver, become my wrath. Crush my foes beneath thy divine weight] Yaaay I've plated my fists with metal now I can beat the shit out of my gay stupid failure daughter. (≧∀≦)

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

High Command kept asking me "Oooh Xihe why do you keep spending billions on genetically modifying your bodyguards into catgirls" It's important? I like them? They're better at sex? Like four of them are better at killing than an entire platoon of mildly augmented marines? They tried to cut my funding once, the catgirls are very goof at purrsuasion too! (*^ω^*) None of High Command (provably) died during those meetings!

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

My favorite daughter just killed my newest experiment and crashed an I.M.S. cruiser. I'm so proud of her. (Don't tell High Command or The Council.) ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

You find within your post-box a freshly slain, still smoldering DEMON MOUSE.

A wicked cackling echoes faraway, into the night...

What the fuck, who still uses the old Terran 'demon'. And what is a mouse? Are my Felids pranking me?

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

Okay the girls at the lab got back to me. A "DEMON MOUSE" (They insisted I said it like that.) is some variety of metacausal rodent. So some fiending beast is haunting my postbox. Badass. （＾ω＾）

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

You find within your post-box a freshly slain, still smoldering DEMON MOUSE.

A wicked cackling echoes faraway, into the night...

What the fuck, who still uses the old Terran 'demon'. And what is a mouse? Are my Felids pranking me?

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

I just accidentally killed sixteen researchers. They pissed me off and I shot six of them, snapped the necks of four, and crushed the ribs (and by proxy, lungs) of the rest. Do you think High Command will be mad at me? (・・?)

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

Combat techs keep asking me why I don't cast spells or shoot people from the backline and instead push to the front with the combat robots. It's because I like how it feels when the enemy ribs break under my fists. (〃ω〃)

[emeraldwitchofthestars]

My wife keeps asking why all of my "male" experiment subjects end up as women. How do I tell her The Council has given me a level of foresight into these matters and I use that to determine my subjects? Besides girls are cuter anyway (*≧∀≦*)