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| TheTraveler | Sunday, 21. February 2016, 19:48 Post #1 |
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| insidioussocks | Monday, 1. August 2016, 22:17 Post #381 |
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Kaisa watched the situation unfold before her, bewildered at the volatile force of the little vampire. And then Laquan's arms flew off. Could anything phase her anymore with what had happened recently? It seemed as if the walls of reality and sensibility broke down around Laquan. Kaisa jumped back at the explosion, feeling a flicker of guilty pleasure at his misfortune. Kaisa definitely took a sick pleasure in the terrible things that happened to Laquan. "Is anybody injured?" That'd be quite a way to get decommissioned. Get hit by flying Laquan arm debris. She looks around blankly at the remnants of the explosion, swearing profusely in Suomi. "Why do we waste our time on Laquan? Let him wreak havoc somewhere else." She mutters, then wheels around out of the tent wordlessly to find the priestess and question her. There was no way Kaisa was sleeping tonight. Her brain still struggled to process the night's events. Edited by insidioussocks, Monday, 1. August 2016, 22:26.
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| TheTraveler | Tuesday, 2. August 2016, 19:46 Post #382 |
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ALL Jakob sees Nyx look on the almost comedic scene with a great deal of pity, and some disappointment. "I won't even ask." she says, before looking to Seua inside the tent and asking, with a calm and unworried tone rather unfitting of the situation occurring outside, "Would you know where one could find a bed to rest in?" Laquan's bodyguards remember that, much like the president's personal car, there are blood bags and medical equipment for Laquan inside the pleasure palace. They rush inside and shoo away the soldiers before hooking him up to an IV with his blood type from a storage container under the seats. One of the bodyguards jumps into the driver's seat and floors it towards the gate, driving through at full speed with disregard for anyone else's safety, making a beeline for the nearest hospital, barely abiding traffic laws along the way. Kaisa finds the Amara, the self proclaimed 'priestress', curled up on the floor outside of a nearby tent, sleeping like a dog. She doesn't seem to be bothered by the cold. Leofric is nearby as well, noticing Kaisa. "Hello madame! Might I ask what that positively frightening noise was? Are your mages training their apprentices? Conducting experiments?" he asks politely (HERE YOU GO KENN) John returns from the valley to see his boss's arms get ripped off by some shitty rocket gauntlets, and his other bodyguards flooring it back through the gate to get him medical attention. Well, guess you don't have to follow any orders for a bit. You see a group of non-uniform soldiers clustered around a tent with what appears to be an 8 year old girl. Edited by Kek KiekinChu, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 00:53.
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| Big King | Tuesday, 2. August 2016, 22:51 Post #383 |
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LORD OF THE HORDE
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(The other players would not see Laqaun until morning.) I sit up from the hospital bed, my new robotic arms now fully attached. "I'm cocked, locked, and ready to rock!" I scream, jumping out of the bed. I rush out of the hospital to a waiting Stretch Hummer (The Pleasure Palace Mk. II). Once it delivers me to my mansion I go straigh to the wardrobe/armory, ordering my manservants to bring me the absolute best. "I want a leather vest, a silk button-up vest, specifically the shoe part of the Laqaun-Tech Jet Shoes, neon green spandex pants, an M16, a Glock-40, and tons of ammo!" Once these items are delivered to me, I walk into my large garage of cars and pick out a Jeep Wrangler. "Mount two large machine guns to that car and hire me a poacher from Africa. We're going to go on a hunt!" The poacher if overnighted to my mansion right as the guns are finished being installed. I quickly explain to him that we are going hunting in a faraway place, then shove him into the wrangler and drive towards the gate. I show the guards at the front my ID. "Prawn Laqaun, rich man. I've already been over there and paid for my access." I quickly drive through the gate, blasting music over the subwoofer mounted in the wrangler. I stand up in the drivers seat as the wrangler re-enters the camp, screaming. "You can't hold back this tidal wave of man meat! I'm back baby!" The song playing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNSss9Mle3s |
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| Kek KiekinChu | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 00:57 Post #384 |
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Just a Kekkin' Mess
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John makes his way over to the tent, peeking inside to look inside at it's contents. "Who's the girl?" He asks. Completely ignoring what had happened to |
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| insidioussocks | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 13:53 Post #385 |
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"We don't have mages." Kaisa answered shortly, her eyes fixated on the sleeping 'priestess.' Like a dog. Kaisa would not have been phased had the girl turned into a dog right then and there; the night had been outrageous. "Just rich assholes getting their arms got shot off." Her tone was final, as if she didn't want to explain the situation to Leofric. "It's their fault." "When she wakes up, it would be helpful if she could cast that comprehension spell once more." She frowned at the girl sleeping on the floor, deciding Amara wouldn't be of much help if Kaisa woke her up to question. Her eyes drifted to the sentient suit of armour. "Leofric, does your kind sleep?" She asked, beginning to walk to the tent to sleep. |
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| TheTraveler | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 14:16 Post #386 |
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KAISA Leofric appears rather confused, despite his inability to make any sort of facial expression. "If your military has no mages, then what are those staves you hold in hand?" he asks, before quickly responding to her question in his classic noble and heroic tone. "My kind does not require sleep! We do not rest until we take our last breath on the battlefield!" Edited by TheTraveler, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 14:16.
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| insidioussocks | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 14:53 Post #387 |
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"Staves?" Kaisa looked around confusedly, before ascertaining he meant guns. "These are assau — guns." She tried to recall the technology of the world she was now in, in an attempt to explain it to the suit of armour. "They are like..." she searched for the word in English, before realizing she could talk to Leofric in Suomi. "Uh... slings, but they are given more projectile power through mixing substances in alchemy." It wasn't a very sufficient explanation, but Kaisa didn't know how else to explain it to someone seemingly to be from millenia ago. |
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| shibewrath | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 18:06 Post #388 |
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Laquan's dismemberment had the quality of a Looney Tunes scene with the Roadrunner and Wile. E. Coyote. It was just so flagrantly cartoonish. And then, given two minutes, it had all dissipated. "I'm going to bed." she says, resigned. Maybe I'll be a better soldier in the morning. |
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| TheTraveler | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 18:15 Post #389 |
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KAISA Leofric leans closer to the firearm, curious. "Well, I suppose I will not pry into your military's secrets just yet. That can be saved for another day. Go and retire to your bedroll. I, Leofric Whitechapel, will stand guard overnight! It is the least I can do for you and your companions." he says, before clearing his throat. "Where exactly is your tent, anyways...?" CALI You head back over to the tent you'd peacefully been resting in before you'd been rudely awoken by the massive, hulking beast that was recently defeated by several dozen depleted uranium tank shells. |
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| insidioussocks | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 18:30 Post #390 |
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Kaisa gestures to the tent she'd woken up in just a few hours prior because of the elemental. She bids good night to the sentient suit of armour, then crawls into her cot, and falls asleep, far too exhausted to contemplate what kind of mess they were in. |
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