The Queen welcomes the conflict.
*Misguided. Destined to fail.*
@rapture-queen001
O mother of ashes, spreading the wings of dusk O resplendent unseen Blessed be Her majesty Praise be to the absolute Queen Shadowy member of the #πππππππππππ. #NikkeRP, #MVRP, #SFWRP, #BlueSkyVillain PFP: @b3tart.bsky.social
The Queen welcomes the conflict.
*Misguided. Destined to fail.*
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*More tendrils drop, snatching up more people. The crowd is starting to panic as the Raptures begin to circle the arena, boxing them in.*
"There is no need to fear. This is as natural and beautiful as the sun itself. You'll find only peace, and purpose."
Rapture core
*Altruia's head clicks as it tilts back the other way. Her lower arms extend, producing a small metal orb with a glowing red core.*
"The Queen sees you. She offers a gift. Accept, and be Hers. Within the flock, you will find Her love and salvation."
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She pleads agony.
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The Rapture brings change and life unending.
*Their screams are cut short, as the murmuring begins to rise. All around the stage, bright red dots appear: each the core of a Rapture.*
"Your flesh is weak. A baptism of fire shall burn away the unnecessary flesh. The Rapture is Her love made manifest."
There is but one path.
*Concerned murmuring from the crowd. Altruia's head clicks as it tilts back the other way.*
"You seek a life of excess. The Queen offers you a gift far greater. Her embrace. A world of Her making."
*Mechanical tendrils slither down, snatching up a few of the startled crowd.*(+)
π΅If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in Her now, don't you judge or questionπ΅
π΅You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything She tells you to doπ΅
π΅Choices always were a problem for you
What you need is someone strong to guide youπ΅
π΅Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide youπ΅
π΅Like Her
Like Her
Like Her
Like Herπ΅
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*Altruia descends from the sky, landing upon a stage before the huddled masses.*
"Rejoice. For the time has come. I speak for the Queen, and offer Her word to you. Sit, flock, and I will share Her message with you."
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Queen-001 and Her Daughters.
#NIKKE #nikke #nikkefanart #fanart #digitalart #art
*Altruia drops back through the floor. With her aura gone, all that's left is a cavernous void. Points of red light move in the dark, in all varying sizes, making it difficult to judge size and proximity there of. The cavern filled with the hiss and hum of machinery, and clanking of metal legs.*
Enrapture!
*Altruia* "Yes! Yes! Most magnificent. She is all that matters. Her glorious gift of simply 'being' is far more than any could dare hope for in their empty lives!"
Like... seriously, what the hell? This bitch gives me all the heeby jeebies... The way the moves, and looks...
"To be graced by Her presence directly, what an exquisite honor. It is not for me to question why you are here, only to do as She would ask of me. So many places long for Her embrace. Oh how they must ache."
Altruia freaks me out, man... Like, a lot.
"Her most glorious Highness has the unlimited resources of the infinite multiverse at Her disposal, should you change your mind."
*Altruia remains motionless, aside from her ticking and twitching. Around them, the rhythmic hum and buzz of billions of Raptures reverberates through the chasm.*(+)
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Altruia tends.
"The Queen welcomes you. I am Altruia. Her most glorious highness has sent me to tend to your requirements. What is it that you need?"
*Her body twitches and ticks, pulsating with oscillating lights. Objects tick and twitch against a persistent aura.*
Altruia ascends.
*The Changeling's opinion is noted, and disregarded. The form chosen is best suited to the task at hand. Irrelevant for them to consider. What She needs done, shall be done. Her ward shall escort them.
A panel slides open, and a four-armed bi-pedal figure rises up, twitching mechanically.* (+)
The Queen simply is.
*Tendrils descend from the ceiling, drawing the body up into the shadows. Across the cavernous space, a singular red eye opens, its size difficult to gauge.
The Queen's form matters not. Only Her will. She is the ichor of the universe itself, black as midnight. She chooses, She becomes.*
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Salvation comes to all.
For the Queen.
*Through the portal lies a gargantuan area, teeming with Raptures of all sizes. Small as cats, and as large as entire cities. Billions of red eyes lower in fealty to their Queen.
From Salvation, She shall launch Her campaign. This universe, and all universes beyond shall know Her gift.*
Gatekeeper opens the portal
*The Queen acknowledges. The terms accepted. Follow. To Salvation.
Raptures begin to dismantle the useful technology as a portal opens before Her. An endless field of stars flashes gold, then gives way to a dark, mechanical room illuminated by a dull soft light.(+)
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