In Space, Nobody Can Hear You LoL
Announcements:
[!] We'll be extending this episode a couple days until things blow over.
Episode 1
Episode 2
Character List Retroaction Math
Participating Players:
Imppala, Chameleon, Zhlink, FunnyFroggy, Pirkid, SilverFx, spygirl57, Gujju, SirPainsalot
Glossary
This section contains terms I've made up or borrowed for my system.
doze – When you miss a turn, try to do something absurd, or break the rules, your character stands around and does nothing.
prime – Specific area of a statistic a character specializes in.
retroaction – Past action, used to roleplay recent events in hindsight.
stub – The very start of an episode, written before players take any action.
Miscellaneous Rules
I'll add to these as I think of more.
1. Metagaming: Your character doesn't always know everything you do. You can't use knowledge in-game unless your character knows it. If you attempt to do so, you will doze for that turn.
2. Out of Character: When posting, anything that's in the game, such as actions or character dialog should be surrounded by ###triple number signs###. You only need one set per post, don't go putting them around each sentence. Anything outside of these brackets is considered a comment, and will be ignored by in-game action.
3. Non-player posters: Anybody who isn't part of a game that tries to use ###these### will also be ignored. Characters who respond to non-player posters will doze.
4. Editing RP posts: Any in-character posts made are considered final. You may edit these only as long as no other players after you have already made an action dependent on yours.
Play nice and have fun!
In Space, Nobody Can Hear You LoL
Episode 2
So anyway, thus ends day one. All characters finish up whatever they were doing and go back to their respective locations. But, another day, another greasy lunch at the SuperLoL! Same time, next day. (Let's get right to the point, shall we?) You're all loitering around, and then a violent explosion quakes the station. It seems to have come from the spaceport.
By the way, before you all go inventing what the place looks like, the spaceport is a large circular flat area around the SuperLoL. There's one such disk on each floor. At the edges a spherical force field keeps the breathable atmosphere in, and the suffocating to death in space out. Ships can fly freely through this barrier, and an individual lifeform could go through it too, but with far less ease, as it's basically like pushing through a very large and thick soap bubble.
Pains teleports downstairs to investigate an explosion in the spaceport.
Lyza ignores it to go get food instead.
Innes is leaves the bathroom, having been messing around in the ventilation. He's also changed his clothes and hair color.
Thick black smoke begins billowing in through the first floor main doors. People within sight point or panic or ignore it entirely.
Zhlink, who has developed a drinking habit, notices the explosion, and heads towards the scene. Maria goes to investigate too, and sharply questions Pains, who she at first thinks may be responsible. The janitor sets robots into action to repair the floor and generators.
Lana is pouting in the food court, where Lyza has just arrived and ordered a burger so greasy it should require a strength save to swallow. Innes is cooling his heels, wandering around nearby.
Aznroro, still lying in a puddle of his own vomit, hasn't moved, now awake but experiencing the worst hangover of his life. A cleaning robot sweeps him out the door of the dance club to the space port, where another picks him up and deposits him in a dumpster nearby.
Lyza's meal arrives, but Gair shows up to hassle her about her cholesterol.
Zhlink looks into helping injured giant mollusks, who have absorved a good deal of the toxic smoke, and physically assaults a cleaning robot in the process.
The janitor attempts to look into the cause of the explosion. Samples gathered reveal the bomb itself was as generic as they come, superconducting accelerator packs to accelerate unstable matter to the plasma state and then explode.
The dumpster in which Aznroro has collapsed is emptied down a disposal shoot, where he's incinerated in the station's superconductor along with the dance club's trash and used condoms. (They mostly belonged to Gair, not that that matters.)
Zhlink consults the boss as to how to treat his new patients. They're patched up in no time, and the smoke finally is cleared out.
Lyza shouts at Gair, wastes enough greasyburger to feed a starving neematoad colony on Gerrplhax-9, and then decides to stalk him.
The janitor looks into details of the attack on the Spaceport, her findings include the following:
-DeathFin AQUATIC's last venue was also attacked before they arrived. The bomb was disarmed before it went off.
-The group is radically anti-label, and anti-copyright.
-The perpatrator seems to be a dark cloaked figure, with a beak and talon visible under an odd garment which seems to absorb light.
She also consults Pains, who is thoroughly unhelpful. Then Maria SPARTA-kicks him through the crater, though he manages to teleport to safety before suffocating in space. He then goes dining in the Food Court to regain health.
Zhlink comes around to inspect the crater too.
Pains finishes his meal, arms himself, and then heads out to confront Maria, who, thinking he was dead, went to go kill time in the SuperLoL Gym. He sees where she's headed, and teleports behind her when she gets there to make an attack.
Maria sustains damage to her cybernetic shoulder, and Gair retaliates, dealing damage that is mostly blocked by the Geno's Plasma Armor. The assassin then springs back across the room, firing at range, and nearly incapacitating Pains.
Zhlink, Lyza, and Innes happen by to watch, the latter of whom attempts to leap into the fray and attack Maria, but fails miserably for misunderstanding the math system. Gair tries to calm everybody down and stop them from killing each other.
The janitor makes more progress in researching the explosive, determining a few important points:
-The perpatrator uses a void cloak, which makes him to fast he's untouchable, but also unable to attack.
-It's likely the people responsible for copyright that are annoyed with DeathFin for their anti-copyright stance. (Who would've guessed?)
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I know it’s not much of a writeup guys, but there’s far more information to be discovered than is initially presented. Let’s see some player participation here! Go investigate. xP
###The Geno was not shaken up, due to the weight of his armor. But he definitely heard it.
‘What could this be now…?’
The curious tank teleported down to floor 1, to the floor entrance. He could only see a glimpse of what occurred outside, but had to recharge from his teleportation.###
(Bit lazy now. xD)
In other news, I’m totally doing the big game as a once weekly live session. If we can somehow get everybody online at the same time. *lol*
Errr..
When does the band play?
And I’m currently having a SEVERE case of writer’s block, forgive me. D:
### Lyza walked towards the SUPERLOL. The previous day’s events were forgotten, she was back to her shy self, and she knew more than to not talk to random strangers!
But thats when she heard the sudden explosion. She spun around in the direction of the noise, wondering whether to continue on to the greasy goodness, or wait it out…
She chose to go on. ###
I have been waiting for this for like EVER.
Lmfao, its pretty fun. 😀
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“I wasn’t on the can, damnit!”
Re-screwing the ventilation cover, Innes jumped down from the fan board and fixed his shirt. His hair successfully dyed a light brown, he slipping into his winged t-shirt and raised track pants, and left the washroom.
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This game is going to be a total of three episodes, the band is showing up shortly after the start of Ep. 3.
[Edit @ 11:45pm EST]: I’m going to bed early tonight, have an exam tomorrow. I’m going to summarize now, but anybody who posts actions in the next two hours and fifteen minutes will be added to the summary at the next available opportunity.
###Taking a swig out of his little bottle of alcohol (Zhlink suddenly gotten addicted to that stuff), he let out a little :”Yargh.” before smiling and walking on. A small explosion and black smoke later, Zhlink snapped out of his ‘drunken’ stupor and ran towards the source of the smoke.###
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Maria trooped down to the spaceport, making plans, considering risks and generally planning a clean quick kill of the individual unfortunate enough to be her target. Killing her target would be fairly easy, since she had an extremely good idea where he was, but making a getaway after that would be difficult. The SuperLol centre was fairly open, with a decently sized crowd and no convenient side passages where a few good minutes of quick combat and subsequent kill would go unnoticed.
Pondering her various options, she decided her best bet would be to strike during the concert, when everyone’s attention is focussed one way, and the loud music would mask any inconvenient cries such as “Argh!”, “What?” and “Dammit, that was my kidney!” (The last one was a long story, summarised as such… Alien physiologies are different from humans.)
But first… she needed to mill in the crowd waiting for the crowd, and watch for her chance to strike. If a chance appeared before the concert, she would not be found wanting.
Heck, she wouldn’t be found at all.
An explosion jolted her out of her musings, her eyes narrowed as she identified the explosion to have occurred in the spaceport. Breaking into a run, she made off to investigate it.
My ship had BETTER be alright…
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### The janitor looked up from the gadget she was assembling when the explosion rocked the Superlol, mildly startled. Almost immediately, the display on her eyepiece started to fill with alerts, both from cleaning bots situated by the main doors and those in the spaceport.
I want a raise. With that little thought, the janitor kicked her chair away from her workdesk, stood up and stretched, feeling every tense muscle along her back.
“Tess, Nemo.” The two robots woke from standby mode, coming alive at their docks in the corner of her quarters. The trio had returned there for a well-deserved rest after clearing up the mess, but not before the janitor kicked out the intruders in her room, stripped off the bedclothes and had Nemo vaporise them. In fact, I want a raise and an allowance for replacing items lost while on the duty.
The janitor scrolled through the alerts and picked the bot emitting the alert of the highest level and called up its video feed to see what was going on. If it was serious… I want TWO raises.###
###‘Hmph. Cowards. I guess I’m the only one who has the guts to check the explosion.’
The valiant Geno promptly ignored the smoke. Even if there was fire, his equipment is most likely to resist any type of destruction.
As he slowly faded into the deep, black smoke, he searched for any signs of life around using his mask…###
If he finds life, he will try his best to save it or at least investigate it. Whether he find life or not it up to you. o:
### Lana returned to the Superlol the next day to sulk. Her job opportunity was lost. She had failed. No wonder her master had thrown her out. Maybe indulging in some alcohol would help. If she could even consume the stuff.
She sat quietly on stool in the fast food court. With no place else to go, she felt ashamed that she had returned. Not landing that job would haunt her.
Before she could let out a sigh, Lana felt her stool shake slightly, and heard a loud crashing sound from above her. She jumped off the chair, caught off guard. What on earth could that be?###
Super busy atm. GAH i hate school
### As Lyza walked in, it seemed like she was the only one who didn’t care about the explosion from the space port.
She had, after all, came here using the MILKY BUS transportation method. It didn’t cost anything, and it was easier than trying to get a Space License. She ignored the running corwd of people, and made her way to a table. The menu hologram popped up.
“Would you like to try our new special, the Greasy Burger?” Lyza smiled happily. That meal was her favorite. ###
###Black smoke bellowing from the space port. Hm.
“Medic on site! Anybody injured!?”###
Is anyone going to specify what caused the explosion, lol.
### The smoke chokes anybody silly enough to walk into it without covering their mouth and nose, and can’t be seen through at all. Anybody getting closer sees that a massive hole has been blasted clean through the floor of Spaceport Level 1, leaving a gaping hole about 6 meters in diameter. It’s still very hot, don’t get too close. Pains‘ mask reveals the crater was made by a medium plasma explosive. You can see through to the bottom of the spherical shield. The nearest wall of said force field is shimmering and hissing, and there’s electric static running along it. The janitor‘s reports indicate this shield segment is critical, kept barely online by emergency generators.###
(Here’s the part where I pull a dick move.)
###All player characters, with the exception of Maria, were parking nearby. No ships were totally decimated, but they’ll all need repairs before they can go anyway. Call your insurance companies, folks.
As you approach, a dark cloaked figure begins to turn around, and then disappears. The boss’ voice comes in a low drawl over the SuperLoL intercom: “Due to what is perceived to be a recent terrorist attack, the entire center will be quarantined. Space ports are to be sealed for 24 hours by order of the Earth Sector Space Police.”###
‘… No… This can’t be right…’
The plasma explosion had to be done by someone… But who…
In an instant, his brain popped up one name.
‘… Stupid Greys…’
The bumbling giant slowly went to the fire, searching for anyone in distress.
He stayed a good distance away from the crater, not wanting to get flipped or something.
DICK MOVE!
### “Dammit! Quarantine!? There could be wounded people here!”###
Wait Munky. Do you mean the ships of the player characters in this?
###All player characters, with the exception of Maria, were parking nearby. No ships were totally decimated, but they’ll all need repairs before they can go anyway. Call your insurance companies, folks.
Just checking…
Yes.
*yawn* Extending this turn, everybody can go again, because there’s not enough here yet to warrant a summary.
@Zhlink:
###While there appear to be no wounded here, you might want to go back to the food court, as foolish patrons without the sense to cover their breathey parts are probably passing out from the smoke.###
Kay Munky.
###Gagging at the smoke, Zhlink realised a suffocation possibility, and started rushing back to the food court. He had noticed Pain around the area, so it should be alright to leave stuff to him.###
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Maria entered the spaceport at a brisk trot, slowing to a walk as she assessed the situation. her eye faintly humming as it fed her information about the scene in front of her.
Plasma explosive. Decent yield, easy to smuggle in. Ideal for terrorism She had heard the announcement, and dismissed it for now, as her plans involved staying in the place for one more day in any case.
Her eyes widened as she recognised the bouncer from the Recreational Centre wandering among the flames, and more importantly, he was standing next to a expensive-looking spaceship that looked to have taken the brunt of the blast.
“You there!” She called out angrily as she stomped over to the burly alien. “DId you have anything to do with that explosion? Look at that spaceship! I demand to see your boss! Someone’s going to pay for this!”
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*lol* Just in case you didn’t read me properly, Maria’s ship was not damaged. But she is still stuck here like everybody else, because the station is locked down.
Edit: Imppeh has told me over MSN he realizes this.
###The bouncer of burliness (lul) turned around and faced the cyborg.
‘Hmm… Interesting. Cyborg assassin with a special cybernetic eye of some sort. Power level 46.3. The speed makes up for it, though. Meh, rather not start a fight for no particular reason.’
The bouncer quickly replied, “I am just a bouncer, calm down.”
He rapidly added, “I’m trying to find out the perpetrator too. You can complain to the Boss in the bar; he’s in there.”###
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“So what in stars happened here?” Maria asked as she leaned on the spaceship she had indicated.
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###”High Plasma Explosives. That’s what.” the bouncer simply replied.
“I believe that one of those meddling Grays did it. I knew I should have killed them when I had the chance…” the angry Geno growled, punching his fists.###
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“Anyway, can you take me to the Boss? I’m not sure where the bar is, since I’ve only got here.” Maria shrugged as she looked around the area.
“Pretty please? I’ll buy you a drink later.”
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The Geno shook his head. “Sorry, I can’t. There’s people to be saved.”
‘Even though he scorns me, he gives me money. I’m not letting an assassin touch my money maker…”
I just wonder how do you know she’s an assassin o______o; Cause reading the description of your mask, it seems to indicate power level and weaknesses, not job title. :/
### The janitor noted the failing shield generators, and saw the gaping hole in the spaceport’s floor through the video feed. Calling up another control panel on her eyepiece, she activated the mech droids stationed at the spaceport, these droids being ones specifically maintained to repair stuff around the spaceport. Already the emergency generator had kicked in, and some mech droids started work on the damaged main generators.
Four other droids moved to erect a ‘Keep Out’ force field directly over and around the hole before proceeding to check the place for more explosives and to patch up the floor. All droids fed a constant stream of reports back to the janitor as they worked.
Cleaning robots had moved to clear the other messes around the area, dragging away fallen debris, whether bits of damaged spaceport or crippled ships. Re-useable bits were kept in a heap while the rest were gathered into little packets and vaporised (as with the ice cream in the previous episode).
The announcement of the quarantine made the janitor frown a little. Quarantines meant coped up people, and coped up people meant a lot more mess than usual. It wasn’t like the Boss to announce a quarantine like that, since it would lose him clients and since /when/ did the Boss take pains (no pun intended) to follow the orders of the Police?
For now, the janitor would stay where she was and supervise the clean up from afar. She didn’t think it wise to approach the area until it was certain that a similar incident wouldn’t happen again. Droids and bots could be replaced, but she would rather not have to replace any bits of herself, thank you very much.###
I..I don’t know how to enter the story at this point..
Somebody just damaged your ship. Why not start with that?
Okay..can you help me visualize the scene? I cannot for the life of my see what’s going on.
###There’s a smoking crater in the Spaceport, now being repaired by mech bots. Your ship took blast damage from the plasma explosive, and is charred on one side. Its electrical systems are totally shot. Maria and Pains are talking off to one side. Zhlink just came back inside from the Spaceport, through the bottom floor main doors.###
Second summary is up.
###Busting through the cafeteria doors, Zhlink shouted” There has been an explosion at the spaceport! Anyone injured or incapacitated here!?”###
Yes, imma make my posts short.
###The worst off in this crowd appear to be a gaggle of large squishy snail-like creatures that have collapsed nearby, having absorbed a great quantity of the smoke through their skin. Other assorted lifeforms are coughing and hacking, trying to move out of the stream of polluted air, which is now flowing upwards to the ventilation ducts on the ceiling.###
Also guys, you might want to investigate into who’s responsible for this explosive, or you’re going to get blindsided by the events of next episode. Just a warning. As for what’s required to actually figure this out, I’ve only come up with one right answer, but I’ll also accept a sufficiently clever wrong one. This is how I do all my puzzles.
### As Lyza was about to take her first greasy bite into her burger, she was interrupted by yells and screams from the mob of aliens, robots, and people running towards the spaceport. People were anxious to get to their beloved ship before they were quarantined. Lyza stared blankly around at the crowds and crowds of people rolling/running/sliding to the door. She shook her head. But as soon as she turned her head, something caught her eye.
There was SMOKE coming from the crowds! The mob had cleared the way, allowing her and others to see the group of squishy creatures formed up on the ground. Lyza coughed and turned away just in time to see visibly poluted air coming out of the ventilation ducts. She groaned and covered her nose. This was going to be a long day. ###
@Lyza:
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“Oh, hey there.” Gair slides into the booth seat across from you, and nonchalantly punches a few buttons on the holomenu. “This stuff does horrors to your figure, you should know.”
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###”Crud, dammit!” Zhlink cursed under his breath as he rushed towards the snail things.
The screen on his blood glove lit up, and words appeared.
“Vital signs are at critical levels.”
Looking around, he managed to spot one of the cleaning robots he had seen yesterday. He remembered that they always reported back somewhere, so he grabbed the robot and shook it a little.
“I know you’re listening! Isn’t there any safe area for these people!?”###
###The janitor ordered one of the mech bots inspecting and repairing the crater to collect samples of any explosives left over. Perhaps an analysis of the explosive may turn up with something; terrorist groups sometimes used types of explosives unique to themselves. Meanwhile, she sent enquiries out to her janitorial counterparts over the holonet, to check if anyone had the same situation on their hands.
Perhaps if the persons behind the attack could be identified earlier, the quarantine may be shortened and the likelihood of more messes can be avoided.
An alert popped up on her eyepiece display, seeking her confirmation to start the refuse incinerator for today. The janitor gave the affirmative distractedly, as she engrossed herself in examining the video feeds from bots situated around the accident area taken shortly before it occurred.###
@Zhlink:
### A mild distress signal popped up meanwhile, as a cleaning bot raised an alarm at being harassed. Once again, poor Cow was being physically disturbed. Pausing the video she was watching momentarily, she called up Cow’s video feed, and spied the young man harassing it, his mouth opening and shutting as he attempted to talk to the bot. The janitor threw on the sound and heard the tail end of a question being addressed to it. “-any safe area for these people!?”
“People have to stop using the cleaning bots as information desks.” The janitor deadpanned into her mike. “You can try using your common sense and perhaps the other two floors of the centre, you know, seeing how the smoke hasn’t reached there yet.”###
*lol* Just to be clear guys, the ducts are doing their job and removing the smoke, not spreading it.
Summary three is up.
###”Thanks!” And with that, Zhlink ran back towards the slug-creatures and the other injured, and guided them towards the pub, and started the treatment.
“Some DRAin here, air tank, bandages…”###
@Zhlink:
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A few larger aliens help you carry the three injured snail creatures back to the dance club, which was also flooded with smoke after the explosion, clearing the patrons out. The air is fine now, as the ventilation ducts were able to do their job more quickly in the enclosed space.
You’re able to stabilize their conditions easily enough, but the toxins are still trapped in their systems. You can’t do much more because their anatomy is foreign to you. On the other hand, during the course of the treatment it becomes obvious they’re likely a cousin species to that of Bourguignat, the boss. Perhaps he could help?
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Wow. Like, Pains is still waiting for Maria to respond for… 10 minutes. Lawl.
### Lyza gaped at Gair. He actually had the nerve to say that?!
“Excuse me!!!!???!!?! I’ll have you know, I only eat this junk about 2 times a month, and don’t be talking, at least I don’t use STEROIDS to make myself look muscular!”
Lyza slammed down her burger, wrapped it up, threw it in a nearby garbage can, and strut away from the calm Gair, still managing to keep her slim figure, which Gair has supposedly just insulted. ###
*lol* Lyza, he wasn’t insulting your figure, he was stating the obvious: “Greasy burgers are bad for your health.”
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“I would’ve eaten that!” he fakes a pout as she walks away. “There are starving neematoads on Gerrplhax-9 that have nothing but their siblings to eat! My figure is all natural, I visit the gym four days a week!” by the end of his last comment he’s shouting after her.
When she’d gotten a significant distance off, he laughed to himself. “Quite a temper indeed.”
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“…..have nothing but their siblings to eat! My figure is all natural, I visit the gym four days a week!” Gair shouted after her.
She turned slightly, and glanced at him through the corner of her eye. He mumbled something, laughing to himself.
She frowned. Was he laughing at her?! He got up and walked toward the dance club. He stared at a paper taped to the door, and walked away.
Lyza shook her head, and was about to turn around when she saw him go toward another girl. She whirled around toward him, hiding behind a corner.
She watched him tap the beautiful human on the shoulder, and saw as she turned around and squealed with delight. The human hugged him.
Who is she? Lyza thought.
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I don’t think I’m going to comment again from now.
Just saying. 😛
Lol, poor froggy, getting incinerated and all.
xD
And imma gonna be direct.
###”Friggin..” Then he looked at the bar counter and remembered that guy. That slug guy. That slug guy that almost tentac- Oh wait, that was another planet. That guy who ‘hired’ him. What was his name again?
“Bo- Bou- Ba… Baguette?”
He’d figure it out when he found him. With simple directions from the alien that helped him, he started sprinting towards the boss’ office, and with a kick, slammed open the door.
“Boss sir dude! I’dreallyliketoexplainwhathappenedbutithinkyoushouldknowsincethere’sanexplosionandallbutseriouslyspeakinghowisitpossibletoridtoxinsfromyourownbodyseeingthatthereareotherofthesamespeciesinjuredandall?”
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-accidental double post removed-
@Zhlink:
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Bourguignat frowns, not understanding a word you said. Then a device sitting behind his ear hole beeps. Luckily, there exists a species of alien called the chatterbug, which happenstospeakinveryfastEnglish. It translates for him, and then he seems to get what you’re talking about.
“Oh, right. They probably weren’t my species, I’m the only one of my kind in the sector, last I checked.. but they may have been giant mollusks from one of the water-bearing planetoids in the next parsec over.” He raises one slimy tentacle, to where his neck would be if he had one, and then presses at a specific point there. “The toxins are trapped in their respiratory oozes. Giant mollusks don’t have tentacles like my kind, so they have trouble activating a pressure point like this.” A moment later, green ooze leaks from a pore just below where he’s pressing, and runs down the side of his body. “Try that, see if it helps them out. I don’t need those patrons rupturing and spewing ooze all over in the middle of a quarantine.”
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###After the young human sprinted away, the janitor adjusted the settings on the constantly harassed Cow and gave it leave to automatically shock the next person that would physically assault him in a bid to seek for a ‘shake ’em and ask ’em’ information desk.
Turning back to her investigation, the janitor gave a sigh of frustration. The samples from the bombs were inconclusive, and the video feeds showed nothing out of the ordinary (though she swore she saw a shadowy cloaked figure flit around for in a few instances directly after the explosion).
An alert indicating an incoming holonet message appeared on her eyepiece, the message containing a report from a contact in the rec centre a few parsecs away. The contact mentioned that his rec centre also had a similar attack, luckily the mech bots found the plasma explosive and managed to disarm it before it could detonate. Though the culprits were not found, the incident also happened a day before the rec centre was expecting DeathFin AQUATIC.
The janitor was not sure what to make of it, though she figured it wouldn’t hurt to let a few other people know. A video feed from a cleaning bot working at the devastation at the spaceport showed that Pains was near the site, where he appeared to be arguing with a female human for the last ten minutes or so.
Better cut in before he decides to throw another customer across the room.
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A cleaning bot rolled up to Pains, nudging him gently at the back of his shins. “Pains.” The janitor’s voice filtered through the bot’s speaker.
Once she got the alien’s attention, the janitor proceeded to relay the results of her investigation so far, especially the apparent connection of the attack with DeathFin AQUATIC. “I don’t suppose you can make anything out of this? Anyway, keep a weather eye out for more explosives, I gotta tell the Boss about this too.”
After that brief conversation with Pains, the janitor called the Boss up on his comlink [or whatever equivalent] to tell him the news too.
Meanwhile, the janitor did some research on the holonet to check the lead on DeathFin AQUATIC; perhaps the band had some enemies that wanted to sabotage their performances? ###
@SilverFx:
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Your search mostly turns up fan pages for the band, which is a heavy thrash metal fare, as well as a sort of punk offshoot. In this day and age, patrons are provided with state of the art noise-reduction headphones, so they won’t go instantly deaf while listening. Music of this volume creates winds equivalent to that of a small hurricane.
They appear to have no bands in which there is a direct rivalry or feud, though you do note that they have a very anti-label stance, and harshly oppose copyright protection acts.
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###Thanks Mr Boss dude!”
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After the last mollusk left the toilet, Zhlink pulled out a few “Caution” pad out of his Blood Gloves, and pasted it parallel on opposite sides of the door, and holographic messages Labeled: “Caution” appeared in front of the door. Zhlink grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled something quickly before pasting it on the door.
“Sorry bout this mess, Janitor. There’s a couple of shaken drinks in the fridge behind the bar. Feel free.”
And with that, Zhlink ran off to tend to the others.###
What? Toilet? *lol* I’m confused now.
Everybody can go again, I’m gonna wait on the summary.
You know, since toxin-filled pus doesn’t go well with a carpet floor.
###The alien turned around and looked down at the small robot. Since the bouncer had no response from Maria, Pains decided to not ignore the Janitor for once. “Hm? Oh. Yes, I suspect its one of those meddling Grays who did this. Last time I saw them, they ran out into the space port.” bellowed the giant into the robot.
“You better find out more useful information before any possible escape could be made. I suggest checking the security camera for any signs of escape or person who was there.”
After giving his two cents, the bouncer continued to walk and scan through the smoke, hoping the find anyone suspicious or in need of help out there.###
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The smoke is clearing up now.
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*lol* Guys you’re worrying too much about the smoke. Go figure out why somebody blew a hole in the space station.
@Zhlink:
I figured it was something like that.
The smoke started to clear out. Pains now had no worry about any crater to fall in.
He continues his walk while looking down. He soon finds the crater. Even for a huge behemoth, it was a yikes.
Ignoring it, he scanned the area for any traces of plasma or some kind of lead.
I didn’t see a question or anything to respond to?
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Well, that had been easy
Maria regarded the towering back of the alien before her with a quirked eyebrow. She’d been scanning the area while the bouncer, obviously done with her, turned his attention back to looking for any victims of the explosion. She could tell him two things…
One, she was pretty sure there were no victims, since the spaceport was deserted at the best of times. Like it was now, except for the droids.
Two, he was standing rather too close to the crater, probably trying to look in it for victims.
Too tempting to pass up.
In a fluid motion, Maria drew and pointed her laser pistols at Pains’ unprotected back. Twelve shots rained on Pain’s head, back and shoulder joints before Maria charged in, blurring with speed (Burst of Speed used) as she threw her whole weight behind an axe kick directly to Pains’ head.
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Ranged Attacks
(100% chance, pass w/ 1 margin)
marginal success
3/4 of shot hit for 3 damage
-Burst of Speed: Speed doubled.
Melee Attack
(100% chance, pass w/ 27 margin)
great success
direct hit for 6 damage
Pains falls forward and is severly dazed (can still act but will get a +6 difficulty modifier). His large weight causes him to crash through the force field, and consequently the floor.
(You’re falling, do something.)
###
@Zhlink:
### The janitor was too busy to notice the notice left by the young human, and the specially reinforced cleaning bot assigned to toilet duty automatically cleared up whatever mess left inside and around it, clearing the note and holographic pads away to be incinerated with the rest of the rubbish collected.###
^^; Sorry about it; ‘sides the janitor doesn’t drink. Thanks for the thought though~
@Pains:
###…That’s a lot of help. The janitor suppressed a frustrated sound and let the cleaning bot return to its work. Somehow she didn’t think the Greys could pack that much damage, and she already looked through the video feeds. Video feeds… What about that shadowy cloaked figure you saw then…?
The janitor frowned and called up that video feed again, pausing it to the frame where she spied the above-mentioned figure. She tried enlarging the frame to get a better look at the figure so as to be able to identify whether it was human or alien, and also tried to track where it disappeared to after the incident.
A commotion at the site of the incident triggered several alerts from the droids and cleaning bots working there; the janitor discovered that a fight had broken out between Pains and the female human he was arguing with earlier. Not wanting to risk broken robots to an avoidable cause, the janitor issued orders for all robots in the vicinity to clear the area momentarily. ###
*Has a 300 moment*
THIS IS SUPERLOL!
(In more ways than one)
>< If he really falls, he's gonna fall all the way to space or something -___-
###‘-curse word barrage-‘
Pains teleported back to the SuperLol’s security camera room.
(85% chance, pass w/ 10 margin)
Dazed, but still conscious, the bouncer stomped passed the stunned security guards and stared at the screen to view his assailant.
“… F–KING CYBORG!” he bellowed, stomping his feet on the ground.
“Sigh… I hate when people give me a cheap shot.”
In a quick motion, he set his pistol to full power.
‘No more stun now.’ ###
You’re going down Imppala. Dun wurry gui’z your favorite (and only) bouncer is still alive. 🙂
@Silver:
###
Even on the enlarged video feed, all you’re able to spot on the figure is the end of a large beak poking out of the hood, and a sort of claw or talon holding the edge of the cloak. The garment itself is very strange, it doesn’t display on the camera as black so much as a lack of light altogether, and it blurs at the edges as if it’s tugging on the light around it.
In slow motion, you can see it move a couple steps to the side, and then disappear as it accelerates too fast for the camera to track.
###
@Spygirl:
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Gair laughs, and smiles broadly. The girl he’s been talking to writes something on a slip of paper and hands it to him, then he waves cheerily and goes off.
He makes his way down a hall to the on-station weight room, installed for the express purpose of working off greaseburgers and other assorted slop served at the food court.
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The SuperLoL has a gym now. It’s just on not on the map because I’m too lazy to update it.
###Pains sighed, knowing that he could do nothing for now.
Soon, his concussion ended, and he went straight to the elevator. He wisely went to the second floor to avoid any confrontation again.
“One live giant octopus with extra protein and some… olive toppings, please!” the bouncer called out.
“Yes sir!” the chef called out to him. The raw octopus was slowly squirming, knowing it had its last words.
“MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH!” The giant Geno was murdering the poor octopus. Anyone with common sense backed away from him. Some unfortunate aliens saw his face. They fainted in horror.###
*lol* Pains, I object, you said it wrong:
OM NOM NOM NOM.
Anyway, as I discussed with him before on MSN, damage can be healed by spending an entire turn eating.
Damage also is fully healed between episodes, but healing now is a good idea because I’mma probably extend this episode.
###
Pains recovers 3 points of damage.
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### Lyza watched as the girl handed him a piece of paper. He grinned and walked away. She quickly hid her face, but saw him heading toward the newly built weight room.
“Should I follow?” She whispered aloud. ###
I has three suspects in mind, but I’ll just act dumb for the time being. 8D
###He was done treating those seriously injured in the food center, so Zhlink ran back to the Spaceport. It was much visible now with all the smoke cleared, and he saw a huge hole being patched up by. Those cleaner robots.
Zhlink stepped forward a little, inspecting the details of the hole.###
(Like, y’know, blasted inwards or outwards and other stuff like that.)
###
The hole goes straight through about 5 meters of a super hard concrete functioning as the Spaceport floor. The debris from the crater fell down into it, so the bomb was obviously set on top, not underneath the surface. This appears to have been a standard fare plasma explosive.
###
Okay, still 3 suspects. But 2 of them are more suspicious.
Hmmm.
*Goes off to consult Phoenix Wright*
Summary four is up.
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“BURP” Anyone within the food court heard that.
“Excuse me…” the Geno whispered out, putting his mask on and standing up.
“I have some… business to finish.” he rumbled with a smirk to the crowd of stunned people. His armor turned into a plasma-like color, seemingly harder than before.
“Plasma Armor Activate.”
He soon stomped his way to the elevator, getting inside. He picked the first floor and soon, he was back on his way on the first floor.
The elevator dinged and coming out was Pains with his laser pistol on one hand and plasma whip on the other.
‘Its go time, baby.’###
Pains brought up a concern to me on MSN earlier today, that some players may have trouble finding the episode if it falls off the front page and also the “latest blog comments” feed. I’ll take this opportunity to remind everyone you can most easily find ISNCHULOL on my VuTales ID, located here:
For easier access, feel free to add me as a friend.
###”Friggin.. An inside job..”
Zhlink backed up a little, and started thinking.
“You could look at this from another angle, though… Nah, I’m no detective. Leave this to the professionals.”###
*lol* Given how many people are inside the SuperLoL, that hardly narrows it down any.
Heh.
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Maria dusted off her hands as she regarded the crater with a rather triumphant expression.
Well, a good job done. Now I just need to burn time until the quaritine is over to get out of here.
After visiting her ship for a quick shower and change of clothes, she headed over to the gym to work out, since she had time (and other stuff) to burn.
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The pissed off bouncer scanned every face there was, searching for the cyborg. He noticed the front door opening, and out came… The cyborg? It definitely looked like her, just with different attire. After a quick scan for confirmation, he confirmed the identity of the cyborg.
He saw her go into the gymnasium.
‘Hmph. Biggest mistake you made.’
He hacked the nearest machine (an ATM Machine lul) and took a look at the security camera for the gym. There, he saw the cyborg lifting weights.
Knowing her position, he knew what he had to do.
“Teleportation.”
He teleported right behind her.
He immediately punched at her exact location as soon as he appeared.
The gigantic punch was followed by two quick laser shots and a whip.
This attack would make anyone around the perimeter jump.###
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-Teleport
Melee Attack
(75% chance, fail w/ 5 margin)
Ranged Attacks
(60% chance, fail with 7 margin)
(60% chance, fail with 8 margin)
Melee Attack
(75% chance, pass w/ 2 margin)
(Dodge attempt fails w/ result 0)
marginal hit for 4 damage
Pains appears behind Maria in a crack of disturbed air and blue sparks, immediately throwing a huge punch that passes close over one shoulder. A gust of wind follows it. He then fires two wild shots from a sidearm, both of which miss. One disturbs Gair nearby, who nearly drops a bar of weights on his foot.
“Hey, watch it! You almost broke a beautiful toe, here!” he frowns over at the both of you.
Pains then manages to connect with a sharp lash of the plasma whip, which takes a hefty chunk out of the woman’s cybernetic shoulder. Maria cries out in pain. “Oi! What do you think you’re doing!?” Gair throws his weights aside, and makes his way across the room. The man steps left, right, and then performs a sort of backflip kick, running up the bouncer’s chest and nailing him in the chin, under his helmet. Plasma Armor crackles across the Geno’s face, softening the blow.
Melee Attack
(90% chance, pass w/ 8 margin)
great hit for 19 damage
(Block attempt passes w/ 9 result)
Pains blocks 18 damage
“You do not punch a lady in my presence!” The man bristles with anger, but never loses his haughty self certainty. “I simply will not allow it! Now stand down!”
-Maria may respond with four attacks, or actions requiring a similar duration of time, as a free action.
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Gonna wait on the next summary, since this combat is the only thing that’s happened. We’ll be extending this episode a couple days until things blow over.
Kids these days, no subtlety. And sorry? I was lifting weights?! Last I heard I was *entering* a gym…
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Well, this is a fudge up. Maria cursed as she cradled her shoulder, sizing up her options rapidly as she regarded the evidently not dead Pains with a quirked eyebrow.
Note to self: Next time, kicking people down holes is an unsatisfying way to kill people. Preferably the end result should be a body slowly entering rigor mortis, I take a picture, and then BURN THE BODY.
Maria took stock, her right arm (the robotic one) was dead at the shoulder joint, effectively rendering it useless. It looked like nothing she couldn’t repair, but first she had to deal with a certain irate alien bouncer who looked plenty pissed about being booted down a crater.
And who evidently can teleport. This sounds like a bad anime.
With a mental command, her eye switched to combat mode (Limited Precognition used). In an almost lazy flick of her wrist, she drew her laser pistol and fired several shots, while almost skipping backwards over assorted gym stuff in a bid to increase the distance between them.
Well, never let it be said I couldn’t take this lug with one hand tied behind my back…
“Hey tall, dark and ugly… What’s up? I owe you money?”
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-Limited Precognition
+4 penalties to all speed rolls, due to injury
Movement, backwards while shooting
(80% chance, pass w/ 10 margin)
Ranged Attacks
(80% chance, pass w/ 0 margin)
(80% chance, pass w/ 6 margin)
(80% chance, pass w/ 9 margin)
(80% chance, pass w/ 6 margin)
54 damage dealt.
Pains blocks 48 damage.
Pains is at 13 damage, total.
Maria springs into action, nimbly jumping backwards over gym equipment, while firing with one hand (somewhat less steadily than usual) at the bouncer. All shots manage to hit somehow, and he sustains damage despite the Plasma Armor.
Gair jumps back defensively “Whoa, whoa, guys. Chill out!”.
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Damnit, Munky, reply! :3
###After running to the noticed commotion, Innes hears voices residing from what appeared to be a gymnasium. There was a loud crash and a lot of static noise, and Innes cautiously entered the gym, watching the scenario unfold.
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Lol, poor Pain.
### Remembering that awesome junk food he ate back when he just arrived in the Milky Way Rec Center, Zhlink was tempted to try it again when his stomach reminded him of how it felt last night with alcohol and stuff.
“Aye, so working out it ish. I guess.”
Grinning, Zhlink magically pulled out a small silver flash from a compartment of his Blood Gloves, unscrewed the cap, and started drinking from it.
“Yarrrgh.”
He smiled.###
###
The janitor absorbed the latest clues she obtained, and was particularly curious about the beaked and taloned figure she observed on the video. Which alien race has that kind of physical structure? And the technology to make light absorbing material? She had a few guesses, but ran a search on the holonet in any case to find out. Perhaps if she was lucky, she could rustle up some more clues.
As for the DeathFin AQUATIC’s anti-label and anti-copyright stance, the janitor also attempted to look into how it affected whoever that was backing them, and tried to learn if there are any bodies (legal, government or otherwise) after them for their stance.
A bot alerted her of the commotion in the gym, and a quick check showed her that Pains and the human female were at it again. Wasn’t aware Pains was hired to create fights. the janitor thought irately, and instructed all the bots in the area to clear off, save one which was instructed to raise an alert when it was over.
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See? Leave it to a professional. Janitor.
xD
T___T So lonely, investigating alone!
@Silver:
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Your search reveals that birdlike humanoids of various shapes and sizes are common to a number of planets scattered around the sector, but this one appears to be wearing a void cloak, a rare artifact that allows the user to move at great speed by tugging on the fabric of space around them, the tradeoff to which is the inability to make physical attacks.
Your common sense kicks in, and you realize that the people most likely annoyed with DeathFin’s anti-label anti-copyright stance is probably the labels responsible for music copyrights. The largest enforcing body for copyright law in this area, aside from the law itself, is a company by the name of “Cosmico Records”, though nobody in this age knows what a ‘record’ is anymore.
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@Zhlink, Pirkid:
Haha, is everybody just going to happen to go to the gym now? You guys can join in whenever. Pains and Gair are at the back of the room, Maria is in the middle, halfway to the door you two just walked in through.
I’m waiting for one of you guys to do something. :3
If I face this thing alone, I’m dead.
Although when push comes to shove, I’ll be forced into fighting.
… Although I will make Pains say something (doesn’t count as a combat action)
###The hefty bouncer was surprised by the lucky shots.
“Hey tall, dark and ugly… What’s up? I owe you money?”
“You almost owe me my f–king life B—H.” rumbled the bouncer, the echo heard around the SuperLol.###
*waits for someone to jump in*
*lol* Just be advised Pains, that if you both make attack turns, yours will count before hers, but if you doze and Imppalla attacks, you only get to respond as a free action, so your moves will come second.
###
Gair frowns, having sat down on a nearby exercise bike:
“We’re all very tense right now, why don’t we slow down and talk about this?” he flicks a few red locks out of his eyes.
###
###”Well, I can tell you one thing. She literally tried to make me fall into space for no reason.” the bouncer grumbled. “We’re not going to talk this over, really. I could have died if my teleportation failed me. That cyborg is an assassin, although for who I am not sure.”###
@Pains:
###
He whispers back to you:
“Heh, assassin huh? She’s pretty hot too. That’s their stereotype though, have to be athletically fit and all that.” Gair laughs airily, seeming somewhat distracted from the situation. “I’ve had dashing young ladies try to kill me often enough, you get accustomed to it after awhile, mate.” He frowns again, looking over Maria, holding laser pistol at ready, and the two others peeking through the door. (Zhlink, Innes)
###
Yeah, so I’m ignoring you guys for the rest of the day. I’ll do an early summary later, before I go to bed. I’ve got two exams in the morning and 10 hours to have 19 more chapters memorized by then.
Gair is pretty funny. -__- (“She’s pretty hot too”)
Lol im joking.
### Lyza ran to the source of the noise. She heard shots being fired while on the way to the weight room. She had swiftly changed into a cute pink workout sports vest and shorts. She had tied her hair into a loose, flawless ponytail. Once she was satisfied, she had hurried to the weight room.
She burst through the doors and saw an odd sight.
Well not completely odd, but shocking. The first thing she saw were two curious guys standing near the door, who had turned to look at her. Then she saw this heavy armored guard she saw the day before standing next to Gair! Her eyes stared at him accusingly, but that’s when she saw the woman with a pistol in hand. Lyza’s mouth dropped open and she dropped her bag. Gair was sitting there calmly, but the woman had her pistols aimed at the guard.
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Good luck for those exams Munky.
Just a note, Pains is not sitting down, I have only one pistol in hand and there’s a congregation outside the gym, which might be bad for me later >.>
Blarg, I’m not peeking through the door, I have my own way of entering.
###Slightly tipsy, Zhlink wandered around aimlessly, somehow managing to find the gym.
“Well, that’s not right, now innit?”
He saw another person peeking through the door, and slowly walked towards him. However, Zhlink stumbled, falling face first into the door, which caused it to slowly push itself forward as Zhlink slid a short distance into the room.
That trauma snapped Zhlink out of his stupor, once again. Cupping his face with both hands, Zhlink started rolling across the floor.
“Dammit, ow.”###
I use two Skills:
Gandalf’s Sagacity for the observance and speed run.
Creed’s Reverence for the attack.
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Observing the steady stalemate of the three characters for a few minutes, Innes perks up. Utilizing his superior movement, he steps into the doorway of the gym, creating a straight line of sight from him to the female cyborg slut. Ignoring the other two on the opposite side of the gym, he focuses on her.
Innes growls. With a crack, he starts from the entrance of the gym, sprinting towards the cyborg’s side. Halfway there, he wrings his wrists, a pair of pointed, silver knives slide out of the electric mechanisms that are locked on both hands. With a deranged, aimed jump, he flies towards her, knives pointed. With a onomatopoeic CLANG, his weapons slowly penetrated what he thought was her left arm and torsto. With both feet supposely on her body, he pushes back, kicking her off his needles. He lands swiftly, the knives concealed again, his posture low and wary.
“Grrr…”
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Melee Attack
(55% chance, pass w/ 2 margin)
(Dodge attempt passes w/ result 11)
No damage incurred.
Maria takes a big step to one side as Innes lunges, and he goes sprawling on the floor.
“What is wrong with you people? I’m trying to negotiate a truce here!” Gair sounds exasperated.
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Well that was fail.
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###
I don’t even know what to say.
That was just super fail.
It was made of fail. It was epic fail.
If epic and fail has an illegal child, this would be it, writhing and screaming.
Gah.
###The bouncer noticed the medic he saw before lying on the floor.
‘Hmmm. Perhaps he can be at use for helping me.’
However, he soon noticed Maria was right there in front of him. There was no way he can blackmail now.
Suddenly, a man lunges at Maria, but fails.
The distraction enables Pains to pick up two weights. He is not throwing it, instead he’s using in self-defense in case the cyborg attacks.
He explains this to Gair before he goes crazy with a truce again.###
###
Lyza screamed as one of the guys jumped towards the cyborg, with knives suddenly lashing out from his hands–somehow– but his attempt fails– he lands on the floor.
“What is wrong with you people? I’m trying to negotiate a truce here!” Gair sounds exasperated.
Lyza moved behind the other man, who was on the floor. The bouncer came towards the man and was shouting something. She was not ready to fight, as she had no weapons to help her. But she couldn’t leave, since they were advancing toward the doorway.
“Stop fighting!” Lyza screams. They ignore her and both tense up.
###
Yey tis fun.
@Pirkid:
You guys should really read the math blog. From MSN:
[22:37] SirPainsalot: SERIOUSLY
[22:37] DaMunky89: xD
[22:37] DaMunky89: To be fair, he tried to melee attack with a strength of 5.
[22:38] DaMunky89: I let him use Creed’s Reverence to attack with speed -3.
[22:38] DaMunky89: I’ll need to modify my system to make fast melee attackers and slow ranged attackers feasible.
[22:38] DaMunky89: I haven’t decided how yet.
@Imppala:
Oh and by the way you can respond to Innes with one attack as a free action.
Soon, a man comes out and lunges at Maria, but fails.
kthx
@Munky
Dude, I cannot for the life of me comprehend the math system.
The basic fact you need to know is that speed is used for ranged attacks and strength is used for melee attacks. 😛 I’m allowing you to use speed-3 for melee due to your Creed’s Reverence move.
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“I’d prefer you not throw that at anybody, sir. Kindly put the weights down.” Gair seems unamused.
###
Grumbling, the Geno slowly put the weights down, however still carrying it. He was ready to throw it, as the weights felt like a toothpick.
Going to bed in a bit. I’ll put up a summary after I get home tomorrow.
###”Well then, seeing that things are nicely settled here…”
And Zhlink started crawling towards the door, hoping noone would notice.###
Jeebus. Quit ganging on me! I know Maria is hot and all… BUt sheesh.
Ah… Pirkid needs to explain what’s a deranged aimed leap, lol. Sounds kind of contradictory…
The janitor takes a nap.
…Or the person that RP her does. I’m too tired to think of anything else now; first day of internship is teh tiring. >/
### Lyza watched as the big guy dropped the weights slowly, grumbling. The woman smirked.
Lyza noticed the man on the floor slowly crawling towards the open door. She grabbed his shoulders and hissed, “You’re not going anywhere!” He stared up blankly at her.
###
Lul, maybe that’s why it failed to such an epic degree.
Summary five posted.
###Suddenly, the bouncer realized how low his energy level was when he suddenly dropped the weights. All this time, there was a beep in his mask, with bold, red letters saying
“RED ALERT- ENERGY LEVEL LOW“
The bouncer’s teleportation was not recharged yet.
He had no escape from the fast Maria.
Except…
“Hey you,Gair or something. I shall decide to comply to your actions and I ask for a truce.” the bouncer, with difficulty due to his feisty attitude, had trouble speaking out to Gair.
###
“Well, that’s quite sensible of you, my name is Gair by the way.” he says, standing up with a graceful ease, “Cyborg chick, whadda ya say we all stop killing each other?”
###
—accidental double post removed—
Psst.
Imppala, you’re the luckiest person with the Dice.
You deserve to get double teamed.
I mean, you got completely lucky that I didn’t murder you with that barrage of attacks.
I nearly got killed by your extremely hax laser shots!
Therefore, you need to be TRIPLEteamed…. >(
*lol* To be fair, even when Impalla does get really good rolls, it’s usually when he only needed a slightly good roll anyway. You can’t really call it luck when he dodges an attack that has a 45% miss chance against somebody when they aren’t trying to dodge.
In that vein, I’m working on my rule system to make fast melee fighters and heavy ranged attackers feasible.
I’m just awesome and full of win, Pains. Get it right.
###
Maria’s eyes narrowed slightly. She had her target on the ropes, but new people were coming into the gym every second or so it seemed. One had even tried, and consequently failed, to attack her.
Concealed knives in his wrist and a pretty good charge. Too bad I saw it coming about three seconds ago, which is two more seconds than I need.
Maria rapidly took stock of her options. Her robotic hand was dead at the shoulder and therefore practically useless. She needed to repair it, which would take at most ten minutes in the comfort of her ship. She was smart enough to realise it was in her best interests to retreat.
“That’s fine with me as well.” Maria said, lowering her pistol and holstering it in a swift motion. She turned abruptly to leave.
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Gair released the tension from his back and shoulder muscles, assuming a casual stance again.
“Well, that went more smoothly than I thought.” He looked around the room, eyeing the other patrons. “Nothing to see here, move along, move along – oh!” He strode across the gym. “Hey Lyza, I didn’t see you there before!” The man smirked, and leaned against the door frame. “Did you see how I stopped everybody from killing everybody else?”
###
###‘I can’t believe I got away from that. The beeping has been annoying as hell, too.’
The bouncer calmly walked from the gym straight into the elevator, the steps he took not shaking everyone else due to the weakness he felt.
He went to the second floor, in case the cyborg comes, and rested on a chair, watching the scenery.###
###Whimpering in his mind, Zhlink stood up after the dangerous tone used by that woman.
Then there was a truce. Talk about hit-and-run. Then the huge bouncer left. And the cyborg chick he’d seen yesterday at the dance club.
Blah, not my type.
Then Mr. Pretty started talking to that woman, Lyza, it seems. Oh Jeebus.
“Yea, I’ll bolt from here.”
Seeing that the door was still not closed, Zhlink activated A.M.F on his boots. A warm feeling spread throughout his feet as he bend down a little, and leaped out of the Gym. When he noticed his silver flask of alcohol was still in the gym.
“Nuts. I’ll give it to Mr.Pretty then.”
His next stop was now to confirm a certain fact from a certain someone.###
Okay, this is about done. If you’re damaged, the rest your character recieves before next episode fixes that. I’m taking a one day break, I’ll write up Episode 3 tomorrow. Feel free to RP any mundane loose ends amongst yourselves before then. Don’t try and do anything huge before the start of the next blog. 😛
Yaay