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Sure, do you plan on rewriting it to a cohereent story or just copy pasting everything together, couse that might get confusing
Well aside from having your character behave like a total bad ass deserving of the swankiest of sunglasses by plowing trough a sea of hollow?
You are the GM, so you control the environment.
Post about how the battle escalates, have the Espada arrive along with the mysterious new leader you mentioned.
This is the perfect moment for the hollow cavalry.
Double up the pressure!
You are the GM, so you control the environment.
Post about how the battle escalates, have the Espada arrive along with the mysterious new leader you mentioned.
This is the perfect moment for the hollow cavalry.
Double up the pressure!
In the illusion, the alternate version of the scene sat Martin listening while sitting on a tree stump.
Appearing as his old vampire self but wearing long dark robes and his white hat.
He sat leaning head head on his palms and looked confused at both the king and his subject.
"̢̀͡ He wasn't quite written into your mind though. If he was I would have found him and extracted him. He is elsewhere, saved on a cpu I suspect, and was broadcasting thought into your head like an illusion. I'm not sure how he bypassed your reinforced defenses but I don't believe that's relevant. What is relevant is the biggest question I could ask.
It's 'why?'...
What in the name of a thousand drowning children does this lunatic even want from us? Why is he so hellbent on getting our father? His motives is what I don't get. "̸̶̴͠
Once filled up with medical machinery and liters of blood the hooded figures left the town in the van.
A few kilometers outside the town they parked on a field in front of the old abandoned mine.
There they met up with several other groups of hooded silhouettes.
A few more vans full of medical gear, two construction machines, and two large coach buses full of humans bound, gagged and blindfolded.
"Drunmed vaungon gisamed gedmed pevaugisa vaumals" was whispered by many.
A tall man with white dreads and blue eyes stood on a large rock as he took inventory of the groups of hooded people that arrived.
The wide cloak was draped loosely around his shoulders, the pale moonlight highlighted his presence and all listened to him.
"We have gathered here tonight to follow our dreams my children. Let us get to work."
People packed equipment or lead lines of imprisoned and set off down into the mine.
Appearing as his old vampire self but wearing long dark robes and his white hat.
He sat leaning head head on his palms and looked confused at both the king and his subject.
"̢̀͡ He wasn't quite written into your mind though. If he was I would have found him and extracted him. He is elsewhere, saved on a cpu I suspect, and was broadcasting thought into your head like an illusion. I'm not sure how he bypassed your reinforced defenses but I don't believe that's relevant. What is relevant is the biggest question I could ask.
It's 'why?'...
What in the name of a thousand drowning children does this lunatic even want from us? Why is he so hellbent on getting our father? His motives is what I don't get. "̸̶̴͠
Once filled up with medical machinery and liters of blood the hooded figures left the town in the van.
A few kilometers outside the town they parked on a field in front of the old abandoned mine.
There they met up with several other groups of hooded silhouettes.
A few more vans full of medical gear, two construction machines, and two large coach buses full of humans bound, gagged and blindfolded.
"Drunmed vaungon gisamed gedmed pevaugisa vaumals" was whispered by many.
A tall man with white dreads and blue eyes stood on a large rock as he took inventory of the groups of hooded people that arrived.
The wide cloak was draped loosely around his shoulders, the pale moonlight highlighted his presence and all listened to him.
"We have gathered here tonight to follow our dreams my children. Let us get to work."
People packed equipment or lead lines of imprisoned and set off down into the mine.
Its a modern made puzzle key (using modern technology and math), made to look like it's thousands of years old.
I'd say that if the key was reverse engineered from the coffin without knowing it was a puzzle or how the puzzle was made the key would fit in the lock, but then wouldn't work as a puzzle. So no. If the engineers who made it took Xrays of the coffin they'd be able to understand the lock (but not see inside, "gee it's lined with bone meal, I wonder why?") and if they were really smart they might make a working version.
Due to the volatile nature of the explosive, breaking the coffin will result in explosions.
The key Matt has works either way, since it's the original key.
I'd say that if the key was reverse engineered from the coffin without knowing it was a puzzle or how the puzzle was made the key would fit in the lock, but then wouldn't work as a puzzle. So no. If the engineers who made it took Xrays of the coffin they'd be able to understand the lock (but not see inside, "gee it's lined with bone meal, I wonder why?") and if they were really smart they might make a working version.
Due to the volatile nature of the explosive, breaking the coffin will result in explosions.
The key Matt has works either way, since it's the original key.
Highly volatile 2 compound explosive composed of ammonium nitrate oxidizer(fertilizer) and hydrazine (rocket fuel).
Because it has been widely referred to as the "world's most powerful non-nuclear explosive" and the rocket fuel is highly toxic it's not very often used.
It's expensive, hard to disarm and there are many cheaper and safer explosives on the market.
So it's generally seen as a bad idea.
But these hunter guys are a bunch of extremist and this was their end game winning stroke.
Too bad for them the game has changed.
Now the question is: what is Matt going to do with this info? Is he going to tell Magnus and use the thing together? Or is he going to send Magnus the key and leave the state to watch the explosion trough binoculars?
Because it has been widely referred to as the "world's most powerful non-nuclear explosive" and the rocket fuel is highly toxic it's not very often used.
It's expensive, hard to disarm and there are many cheaper and safer explosives on the market.
So it's generally seen as a bad idea.
But these hunter guys are a bunch of extremist and this was their end game winning stroke.
Too bad for them the game has changed.
Now the question is: what is Matt going to do with this info? Is he going to tell Magnus and use the thing together? Or is he going to send Magnus the key and leave the state to watch the explosion trough binoculars?
The story went in another direction than I suspected when I planted that a long time ago. So might as well throw the info into the game.
The coffin is a trap placed by hunters 20 years ago. It's full of astrolite.
Good times.
The coffin is a trap placed by hunters 20 years ago. It's full of astrolite.
Good times.
After a soldier had handed Cedric a phone he turned his back to the room raising a finger, signifying he wouldn't be long.
He dialed a number from a piece of paper he fished from his pocket and waited...
"Ah, hello? Right! It's Cedric.
...
No the hunter ye send out to former america.
...
I'm not surprised to hear that at all.
...
There have been some developments.
...
*sigh* There have been some developments, sir.
...
Your original plan to play them out 'gainst each other using the coffin is no longer very profitable sir.
...
Yeah I know you have bigger things on yer heads, but I'm tryin' to tell ya this is related tot he angel scare.
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No I dinnea know if this is related to some mass epidemic o' nightmares, first time I'm hearin' of it.
...
..sir.
..
Okay, so the deal is, they're probably going to work together with Magnus to fix the tertiary threat, also I suggest a cooler name for that, here they're callin' it Terebithia.
...
Will do sir.
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Understood, then I am to tell them what's in the coffin?
...
Uhm... What's in the coffin then?
...
...How much?!
...
You lot are good
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..You lot are good, sir"
Cedric hung up with an agitated look on his face and turned back around to the group.
"Sooo... awkward.. That there's a key to a coffin said to contain one o' the oldest vampers in existence, cool weapon right? Well the idea was to tip off the vampers on the coffin that was placed there by me employers 20 sumthin' years ago. And give you lot the key right now. Hopin' that it will make a quick n' violent end to the war, one side killing the other for their piece o' the puzzle... Then the winning side opens the lid and get's a nice once second view of a massive coffin full a' Astrolite before it blows their fokin' face off.. along with the entirety o' Kilo point and surroundings."
Cedric paused.
"But me employers agree that with the recent events that is no longer their.. priority." He laughed nervously.
"So 'ere I am, telling ye everything ah know."
"̢̀͡ I will be brother. It's time for me to find something more permanent, I'll keep you posted. "̸̶̴͠
A van drove trough the streets of Kilo Point, it had an aura of unremarkableness around it. If anyone would see it, they wouldn't notice it. Just another car.
It parked behind the old hospital, five hooded figures carefully came out the back, they scanned the open parking lot.
Another figure came walking up to them from the hospital. "Drunmed vaungon gisamed gedmed" He whispered.
"Pevaugisa vaumals" the others answered with smiles.
The six of them walked into the hospital. They came out a little while later carrying medical equipment and bloodbags.
He dialed a number from a piece of paper he fished from his pocket and waited...
"Ah, hello? Right! It's Cedric.
...
No the hunter ye send out to former america.
...
I'm not surprised to hear that at all.
...
There have been some developments.
...
*sigh* There have been some developments, sir.
...
Your original plan to play them out 'gainst each other using the coffin is no longer very profitable sir.
...
Yeah I know you have bigger things on yer heads, but I'm tryin' to tell ya this is related tot he angel scare.
...
No I dinnea know if this is related to some mass epidemic o' nightmares, first time I'm hearin' of it.
...
..sir.
..
Okay, so the deal is, they're probably going to work together with Magnus to fix the tertiary threat, also I suggest a cooler name for that, here they're callin' it Terebithia.
...
Will do sir.
...
Understood, then I am to tell them what's in the coffin?
...
Uhm... What's in the coffin then?
...
...How much?!
...
You lot are good
...
..You lot are good, sir"
Cedric hung up with an agitated look on his face and turned back around to the group.
"Sooo... awkward.. That there's a key to a coffin said to contain one o' the oldest vampers in existence, cool weapon right? Well the idea was to tip off the vampers on the coffin that was placed there by me employers 20 sumthin' years ago. And give you lot the key right now. Hopin' that it will make a quick n' violent end to the war, one side killing the other for their piece o' the puzzle... Then the winning side opens the lid and get's a nice once second view of a massive coffin full a' Astrolite before it blows their fokin' face off.. along with the entirety o' Kilo point and surroundings."
Cedric paused.
"But me employers agree that with the recent events that is no longer their.. priority." He laughed nervously.
"So 'ere I am, telling ye everything ah know."
"̢̀͡ I will be brother. It's time for me to find something more permanent, I'll keep you posted. "̸̶̴͠
A van drove trough the streets of Kilo Point, it had an aura of unremarkableness around it. If anyone would see it, they wouldn't notice it. Just another car.
It parked behind the old hospital, five hooded figures carefully came out the back, they scanned the open parking lot.
Another figure came walking up to them from the hospital. "Drunmed vaungon gisamed gedmed" He whispered.
"Pevaugisa vaumals" the others answered with smiles.
The six of them walked into the hospital. They came out a little while later carrying medical equipment and bloodbags.
Cool. I have to go do things in 35 min or so. So if you can post within that time slot I can respond today.
Ujauja pondered the situation. Something he hadn't done since... well ever since he had died really.
Because he ripped open a garganta on the right moment and lucked into tripping some ancient horror into the human world shit was going down.
Exactly how and what wasn't really clear, but a fun side effect was that the crippling pressure and the newly abundant amount of white sand in karakura town made it the perfect hunting grounds.
And what he considered the perfect hunting grounds would surely the perfect battlefield to the espada, and it wasn't a big leap to assume the Shinigami thought so too.
Less than a mile away a massive pillar was cut in half, along with 4 Menos Grande, screetching as they perished spectacularly. In the distance he thought he could make out two white jackets, a 7 and a 9. Judging my the mass of different pressure sources of insane proportions he felt they were probably all here, and they had probably left their dog leashes at home. This confirmed his suspicions. Looks like they were assuming an attack and going all out.
If only this really was an attack. This would be the perfect moment for the espada to show up and claim this was their plan all along.
Brilliant plan or absurd coincidence? Four heads chuckled, the other 5 grimaced trying to think of a course of action.
He wasn't sure if he'd been spotted yet, but it probably wouldn't take long. How long could he hold out?
Because he ripped open a garganta on the right moment and lucked into tripping some ancient horror into the human world shit was going down.
Exactly how and what wasn't really clear, but a fun side effect was that the crippling pressure and the newly abundant amount of white sand in karakura town made it the perfect hunting grounds.
And what he considered the perfect hunting grounds would surely the perfect battlefield to the espada, and it wasn't a big leap to assume the Shinigami thought so too.
Less than a mile away a massive pillar was cut in half, along with 4 Menos Grande, screetching as they perished spectacularly. In the distance he thought he could make out two white jackets, a 7 and a 9. Judging my the mass of different pressure sources of insane proportions he felt they were probably all here, and they had probably left their dog leashes at home. This confirmed his suspicions. Looks like they were assuming an attack and going all out.
If only this really was an attack. This would be the perfect moment for the espada to show up and claim this was their plan all along.
Brilliant plan or absurd coincidence? Four heads chuckled, the other 5 grimaced trying to think of a course of action.
He wasn't sure if he'd been spotted yet, but it probably wouldn't take long. How long could he hold out?
ditto, lets game!
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