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2 yrs ago
Current A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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3 yrs ago
I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
7 yrs ago
Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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7 yrs ago
Very sick, will post when not hurting.
7 yrs ago
I'm awake at weird hours again.
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@Starlance @Treue @Delta44 @AbysmalDemon @AstroLu

Well I suppose if @NightmareInd is gone I can set up and try to run this.
I feel I should have Lucky make progress with training as a knife fighter and in throwing blades.
@ArkmageddonCat Well that's good, you pin them down and I rip them in half with Tungsten. Add in the others and what you have is three big ass guns bringing down targets well the rest are shelled.

@redbaron1234 @ArkmageddonCat @Jasonhero You know we ought to really just form an artillery division for the rear guard... Literally just sitting at the back decimating targets, we could even have our little name.
@Ryougu I am without wifi so could be a few days before I post up sadly.
@Lord Orgasmo What knives? I don't anything about your knives.
Lucky blushed a deep red as the other poured in the compliments, he really couldn't take all the praise. "It's fine... I really just want to help out. It's not like my magic's a big deal or anything." The added, modestly he took the flower from Gear Heart gratefully however when Veronica gave him a second poppy he could hardly meet her eyes. Taking it shyly he stepped back from the others. "Any time Lady Veronica... I am just here to serve."

He looked at Noella first his blush fading some then to Lance the two here he looked up to the most. "I think I'd like to train more... I need to learn how to fight and move like you guys do, I can't always depend on changing time." He said hoping the two would understand why he wanted to learn and be willing to teach him. "I think knives would be best for me..." The young boy added, already brain storming where he could 'borrow' well balanced knifes to practice throwing.

With the others finishing up he walked back grabbing his violin case, so he could perform a tune or two for the others at the picnic.
@Ryougu Your on the stack my friend. Angel's have their own little tricks, they aren't like mortals where they just die with ease. Also if she is dead, well lets say Lute's going to to kill him, like ends of the Earth slit his throat and have the medic save him so they can do it again until his lungs are full of blood. Boros are psychotic already, give them a reason they make the Gruul think their going over board.

Also Pav could easily deny it, and win points with the Boros... I mean Dimir are all about making sure they are owed favors in all the right places.
Guys?
When the Mage had unleashed her volley Lute he didn't move, picking up the shield of a fallen brother he reached back drawing on the mana around him. He unleashed his own spell, Boros Charm Every soldier around him cried out wounds did not matter, Seria above swooped down upon the the woman who had begun this attack. Lute turned to the soldiers "kill them where they stand! For Ravnica! For justice!"

The angel's holy blade eager to taste the blood of the witch that had harmed her soldiers, she swooped down yet fire errupted around the witch as well Seria was a Firemane Avenger. As Lute and all the other soldiers Azorius or Boros rushed in, the Rakdos would find it impossible to cut them down. Blades bouncing off skin and armor, spells finding no purchase as they out numbered and felled targets with no wounds.

This way the power of a guild mage and an angel, one to give the troops the power they needed to over come. The other to give them the divine will to charge at certain death with no fear. In those moments when the forces met the Rakdos could see that this was not a battle to the Boros but a simple proof of power. Lute rushed Boris bringing a blade down aimed for his instrument, the blade dancer twirled wildly a second move a jab aimed for the man's knee.
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