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Post by The God-Emperor of Gemkind on Jan 14, 2016 12:06:51 GMT
Fuscite nodded slowly after several minutes of thought. It seemed that this 'love' the tall gem spoke of was what she had felt towards this Rose Quartz and the rebellion. He thought for a moment. This tall gem said she was the leader of the rebels on this planet. Crystal Gems, whatever that meant, was the name. Something about Diamonds hit him suddenly; they were the leaders. That's why they were above the rest of the gems on the runway. This conclusion was also somewhat based on things he had seen and heard while on this planet, but it still ran into him. He looked at the tall gem, his posture slightly stiffened. "You are... The leader...of the Crystal Gems. So... That would mean you are..." Fuscite paused."A Diamond."
Agate stopped his examination of the room and watched Fuscite process all this new information. Of course a lot of this information was news to him too. So these 'diamonds' were the leader of gem society. Or at least when they weren't stranded here surrounded by corrupted gems and who knows what else. He turned to Meta as Fuscite mused out loud, was she a diamond? He didn't understand the whole hierarchy of their species but if she was a leader of sorts did that make her one? He thought back to how he entered the temple and felt a little embarrassed that he walked up to a high ranking gem like that. He noticed Fuscite stood at attention, feeling a little out of place not showing some sort of sign of respect. He tried his best to mimic the sort of rigid standing position Fuscite adopted. He wasn't exactly a Crystal Gem, but respect was due where respect was due.
Post by Meta Autunite on Jan 17, 2016 10:02:13 GMT
Meta Autunite laughed. Then she choked on her own laughter, snorted, and put a hand to her mouth.
"A Diamond....? Oh. I'm not sure whether I should be flattered or...."
Horrified, she finished the thought silently.
She shook her head.
"Fuscite, Agate..... I'm not a Diamond. I'm everything the Diamonds hate, everything they want to stamp out and burn away. I'm free-thought and unpredictability and unreliability and originality. If there were Diamonds here right now, they'd hoist me up by the neck and crush my Gem."
She took a breath, and smiled. Perhaps that had been a bit on the intense side.
"I appreciate the respect..... This cause. The Crystal Gems and our legacy. We deserve that, even if I don't on a personal level. I make no bones about running this temple for the time being..... But you should never, ever feel like you're in the presence of someone bigger or better than you."
She stoops a bit, mostly to look Agate in the eye.
"Proving that all Gems could be flawless at something or another was what Rose Quartz was all about."
Post by The God-Emperor of Gemkind on Jan 17, 2016 15:17:05 GMT
Fuscite nodded slowly, his posture slowly relaxing. So the Diamond did not like being called a Diamond. He looked at the diamond emblazoned on his chest. "I... am sorry. But... What do... I... Call you?" Quite frankly, this little rebellion confused him, let alone this... This... Anti-Diamond? He'd seen thousands of planets like this one. Why only fight for this one? He returned his gaze towards the Anti-Diamond. "You protect... This planet. I've seen... Countless others... Like... This one." He paused. " Sentient... Life... And vegetation. What... Makes this planet... Worth more... Than the others? Resources?" The old gem looked at the Anti-Diamond for several seconds before dropping to the floor, a Holo-Fuscite picking him and setting him upright as the cape unfurled and settled slowly. He was still facing the two other gems, but now he was on the floor.
Agate's posture slowly resumed it's relaxed state as Meta explained she wasn't a gem, in fact far from it. He stopped himself from flinching as she described how they'd react to her, a rebel. It was still hard for him to think of Homeworld like that. Surely they couldn't all be violent like that... right? He met her eyes as she stooped down to meet his, eyes almost sparkling as she spoke inspiration. All these ideas, these beliefs this 'Rose Quartz' fought for... it inspired him. "She sounds like a great leader..." He thought about the conflict between factions, how different both sides were. He supposed that's what it took for a war. Two different people all out of words. He found himself favoring this side, but he reminded himself he knew almost nothing about the Homeworld gems. He had a notion that one day he'd have to pick a side in the war, but he'd rather pick one he knew enough to make such a important decision.
He looked over at Fuscite as he fell over, only to be adjusted by his hologram. It was an... odd move. He seemed to have some difficulty with the idea of fighting for this planet. Him questioning it was just as puzzling for Agate, why wouldn't you fight for Earth? It's a beautiful planet, so full of interesting life. But... he was biased, he thought. Maybe it was different from their perspective. This whole war thing was confusing. He looked over at Meta, a question on his mind, but Fuscite made him hesitate. Perhaps it was best they deal with him later... He shrugged, he'd be fine. "So, I have a different question. What were you doing here, alone at your screen thingy?" It struck him as odd for someone to be here all alone, and her expression wasn't exactly happy when he entered.
"You may call me "Meta". I do not have any formal title or rank anymore, and it would be silly to pretend otherwise.
She grinned wanly at Fuscite.
"And this planet is not the first I have defended. I hope it will not be the last."
Meta turned towards Agate as the smaller Gem questioned her.
"Monitoring the temple, the town, the ground below us..... But mostly thinking. You'll have to forgive me for not telling you what exactly my mind was on. I have boundaries-- things that I consider and have always considered to be my business and mine alone."
The tall gem steepled her fingers as she returned to her seat, crossing one long leg over the other.
Post by The God-Emperor of Gemkind on Jan 31, 2016 16:09:14 GMT
Fuscite took a moment to think. "You are leader,yes? So you are... Anti-Diamond. Rebel. Traitor. Revolutionary... Meta." He looked between the Anti-Daimond and the blue gem. "Anymore...What...was your function?" He paused, looking at the Anti-Diamond. "What is...Homeworld like? I haven't been...there in...a while." Yes, a while. That was the most accurate depiction of how long he has been away from his home planet. But then again, Fuscite wasn't sure how long he had been gone. Fuscite froze. He didn't even know how old he was, just that he was extremely old. Well then. His posture thawed and he stepped over to the nearest wall, tentatively placing a foot on it and eyeing the structure.
Agate nodded at Meta, "No problem, we all have skeletons in our closets. I won't pry." Much. He stopped himself just short, but he knew his curiosity would get the better of him eventually. He did notice, however, Fuscite wasn't exactly shying from any questions. Though for what little he knew him, Agate knew he wasn't exactly a social gem. His people skills were less developed than his combat and tactical ability. Not that it was a fault or anything, but he always wondered if it had ever got him in hot water for saying something 'wrong'. Or perhaps his tone was 'off'. Either way the thought of an 'anti-diamond' was... unique. Perhaps it was his way of understanding the 'function' of the gem, though it would be much simpler to just say 'rebel'. Then again, Homeworld gems (especially ancient ones like him) seemed to have an odd dialect. Either way Agate shrugged, turning to set opposite of Meta, a yard or two away so he could face both gems easily.
Meta replied jerkily, as if she hadn't quite understood the question. It had been a long time since someone asked her that. She blinked as if she'd been struck. And in a way, she had. Meta was an old Gem. Perhaps not so ancient as Fuscite, but she had been awake and aware for all of her years. She had all of the memories still. Usually, they stretched out in her mind behind her.
Like a line.
Always present, but, especially in the case of the older memories, present somewhere behind her, in the periphary of her conciousness. Asking about a detail of her life that ancient set all of those memories on their heads. Instead of trailing out behind her, they piled on top of her, and for a moment, Meta felt like she was suffocating.
"I, um, I was a ship."
She shakes her head.
"I'm sorry, that probably doesn't make much sense to you. I didn't actually form the framework for a ship. But I did act as its living power-core, pilot, communications-system, and ammunition supply."
She turns in her seat.
"Most Autunite Gems acted only as power-supplies and pilots. I was part of a very limited number of second-generation Autunites with significantly more extensive capabilities. They called us "Meta Autunites". We were to revolutionize warfare. But things did not go as my Diamond wished.... I do not know if any of my sisters survived. I rather doubt Yellow Diamond would have let them live."
Post by The God-Emperor of Gemkind on Feb 7, 2016 14:23:40 GMT
Fuscite applied more pressure to the foot on the wall, swinging his other leg up and onto the wall as well. Stepping upwards a bit, the old explorer looked back at the Anti-Diamond as she spoke and listened. "Interesting.You were...Huh." Fuscite placed his hands on his hips as if he was thinking. He exhaled softly as the Anti-Diamond spoke of her sisters and their unknown fate. At least she did not know of their fate. Fuscite did not have that luxury concerning his brothers in arms. "At...At least...there is....a chance...Anti-Diamond.If...they are...all as...capable...as you...there is...possibility of...hope." He shook his head. "Still...What is...Homeworld like? It's been..." He paused. "I've never...returned to..Homeworld since...I left."
Agate leaned back on his hands, legs crossed as he sat. Might as well get comfy for a good story. Though her initial explanation of 'I, um, I was a ship.' wasn't exactly what he was expecting. Most gems' stories had to do with being formed on Homeworld or Earth, grown for some sort of basic purpose. Being a ship, or at least part of a ship (as she further explained), was a new one. He had more than one question burning inside, but he still didn't want to interrupt her or Fuscite. Meta's explanation of her use as a ship part was interesting, mostly because of the implications of it all. It'd take a powerful gem just to power a ship, let alone be the ammo supply, tactical system, and more. He was almost in awe of this gem, both a leader and a unique gem. And although he could hear the hint of sadness in her voice, his question burned yet brighter.
Meta smiled sadly at Fuscite. She didn't have the heart to tell him about the bounty that had been on her head for many thousands of years officially and ever since unofficially. About the innocent Meta Autunite gem they'd brutally executed, broadcasting the affair across all frequencies so as many as possible could see and know that the Diamond Authority was not to be questioned. She didn't have the heart to tell these Gems that. She didn't have the heart to tell them that any more than she had the heart to tell them that she herself had only survived by being savage and cruel and caring for no one for many years.
She didn't tell them about all the Gems she'd murdered to keep the secret of her life safe in the time directly following the incident. She didn't tell them that rage and bitterness and hate still burned in her like the furnace of a star. She didn't tell them about the the cause of it all. The Gem who had died so many years ago. The one she'd never forget or stop loving.
When Fuscite mentioned Homeworld, Meta snapped out of her pity-party, blinking.
"Homeworld? I haven't been there in a very long time myself, Fuscite. But from what I remember? Huge in every sense of the word. Overpopulated. Grand. Shiny. Extremely ostentatious. Bright and loud and full of every variety of Gem you can think of. Bureaucratic. Uncaring."
Post by The God-Emperor of Gemkind on Feb 10, 2016 15:27:40 GMT
Fuscite tilted his head as the Anti-Diamond became saddened, something clicking in his head. Her description of Homeworld, especially the last word. Uncaring. The Anti-Diamond must have seen or experienced something to elicit that word. Something she wasn't telling him. But Fuscite thought it best not to press that area right now. "Well...at least...you had...a choice...to leave." He sighed and placed his hand on his head. "I was..." He paused. "You were... A pilot. How familiar...are you...with the...history of...Homeworld?" Fuscite silently prayed that this gem knew about his history, because having to tell the whole thing multiple times was getting old. But not as old as him. "And if...you are...familiar...do you...know of...the..." Fuscite trailed off as that something finally clicked. Fuscite looked at the diamond on his chest and then to his hands. He was the authority of the Diamonds in physical form on whatever planet he landed on. He was the incarnation of the very thing the rebels opposed. He had doomed all those planets, and those sentient beings on them, to a crystalline demise. "My brothers..." He whispered after minutes of silence. "I...We were...I am..." He straightened his posture suddenly and started pacing. What was he thinking? He had done his job, not completely yet, but he was doing it. All that mattered was the mission...No. He was done with the mission. He had outlived his shelf life and was now some archaic artifact of some bygone era. These rebels had a possible new purpose, and a need for him. Homeworld had no need for a gem like him. But he couldn't just give up what he was made for, could he? Would doing so make him a rebel as well? And why was he just now having this self-inquiry? As Fuscite walked around and had this mental debate, he could be heard talking at himself, with a slowly growing intensity.
Agate eyed Fuscite, trying hard to not appear like he was staring. He was becoming worried about Fuscite's mental state. He was unaware if gems could be afflicted with mental sickness like humans, but he was starting to think so. There were some signs, he figured, when they first met. Their initial conversation was less than warm, and his way of speech was far from normal. Either way, he was clearly troubled by his history, and his 'brothers'. From what he had gathered Fuscite was ancient, even by gem standards. It wasn't out of the question to him that perhaps Fuscite had suffered more than a little mental stress during his many voyages in space.
He was starting to get more than a little worried as Fuscite had a personal conversation, growing in intensity. He was worried he might snap, or try something in whatever state of mind he was in. He glanced over at Meta, studying how she was reacting to all this. Worst case, with such a strong gem all they would have to do is incapacitate Fuscite. And at least Crystal Gems, for what little he knew, weren't prone to smashing gems. If anything they'd more be putting him in a... timeout. Yes, a forced nap. Then again, he hoped it wouldn't come to that. Perhaps he was just someone who thought out loud...?
Post by Magna Chronus on Feb 22, 2016 15:32:23 GMT
Obsidian had completed what was likely his 30th consecutive patrol of the Temple. There was no sign of any disturbance or potential attack. Of course Obsidian could continue to patrol endlessly. The patrols allowed him to think about things as he made himself useful. Unfortunately, not all of this thoughts were good.
The thought that he didn't belong here around other "normal" gems kept gnawing at him. Did they just tolerate him out of politeness? He took his helmet off and looked at it carefully. Even when there is no sign of danger, he walks around in it as if the armor was him. What was he under the armor? A monster. A monster that learned to be a focused and efficient soldier, then a monster that learned to use it's power to protect fragile things. He'd tried to learn how to live and interact with the humans and even the other gems, but he still felt so alienated and different. Perhaps he was no longer a monster, if so, then what was he now? He was a gem, a gem still haunted by his past despite his attempts to break free from it. He closed his eyes and let the helmet slip out of his hands. It clattered on the floor and then vanished in a red flash.
He needed to talk to Meta. She seemed to have adapted to living with humans and other gems better than him. Her advice would probably help. He had a good idea where she was and began to make his way over there. He heard voices coming from the room that he believed Meta to be in, one of which was hers. He entered the room still wearing all of his armor, except for his helmet. Without his helmet on, one could see that his skin underneath was a dark red and formed a face with sharp features. His face was complimented by jet black hair that did not quite reach his shoulders. His yellow burning eyes scanned the room. He stopped in the doorway and stood still, not saying a word. He would let them finish their conversation and wait until someone addressed him.
This Roleplay is a prequel to Steven Universe to an extent with some slight retconing and its own progression to the story that will turn out differently to how stuff plays out in the show.Thanks to the message by Rose Quartz several gems are rising up to protect Earth and have labelled themselves as the Crystal Gems. Others on earth are remaining aligned to Homeworld though despite the isolation of Earth from Homeworld
All gems on earth are still stranded, the communication hub is still offline and all the space warps are shattered, it has now been revealed that this is the work of Rose Quartz and her small group known as the Crystal gems. They have rebelled against Homeworld and have chosen to protect the Earth (Trapping themselves on Homeworld to keep the warps down).
Now both sides are fighting among themselves along with fighting against the 'Corruption' a virus is infecting many gems turning most of them into mindless monsters, but those with a stronger will seem to becoming something more sinister.
The Game has changed now. The question has finally been posed, are you against Homeworld or allied with them. Or do you have your own agenda that may or may not been assisted by the ‘Corruption’. Regardless the seeds have been placed down and although it is only the beginning the fight for or against Earth and the corruption has begun. The choice is yours for how it is shaped on the Original Steven Universe Roleplay Site.
Orginal Opening Plot Here Thread That Changed Everything
Differances Between the Roleplay and the Show
*Thanks to Rose Quartz' message the Gems on Earth are entirely aware that the Homeworld Gems intend to wipe out the human race.
*The "corruption" is being treated like a virus due to lack of info about it on the show.
*Garnet, Pearl and Rose are assumed capture on Homeworld
*Garnet,Pearl and Rose broke the space warps to delay Homeworld
*Thanks to Roses Message gems now know what the Kindergarten was used for