Bubsy 2

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Emma listened to the Midnight Soloist's rant. This chick is nuts! Who does shit like this off a coin flip?! Emma was at the very least relieved when she saw the small androgynous avatar leap into action for the Ebony Striker's side. Maybe there's some hope yet... but it looks like our King doesn't see fit to join the fight. But it looked like the number of combatants was growing. Gunfire erupted from neither side, but luckily the shooters weren't very accurate.

It looked like the Black Kingdom now had an outlaw problem. This fight was rapidly becoming too big, the two errant players were hard enough to deal with by themselves. As the Midnight Soloist took flight Emma quickly redirected her minions towards the other hostile player, who now had to deal with both them and her sword flying towards him. Alright, time to move! I've got to be careful of those crazy arms. A portal ripped opened on the ground directly next to Newt. She dived through head first, barely avoiding the Soloist's attack. Emma reappeared... right above the Soloist's flight path, sword pointed down. She was going to catch the Soloist in the air and skewer her.

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Actually, a question. Should it be immediately obvious what someone's level is?

@RoflsMazoy

the Black King studied the Level 3 Avatar, eyes boring with a burning light of ambition.

@TheWindel

I assume

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:| truth be told, i think diggerton has indeed forgotten me xD

@Unlucky0013

I remember you, Flan is just inconsequential and he sucks.

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Mmm.... The dices are more for giving a general idea of damage scaling for weapons. I'm still hammering out a system. Consider this a test run of combat without such a system; if you guys don't fuck it up too badly I might not even need to incorporate it. And if you do... Well it's in the works.

@Lucius Cypher

I understand. Imo if everyone is chill and fair the best way is just to do combat organically and let players decide.

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Mind if i join?

@Vordak

The GM's closed the RP off for now but there's a waitlist for people if a character drops.

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It looks like our first combat begins! I seem to vaguely recall you mentioning dice at one point Lucius. Am I imagining things or do dice play into combat?

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Emma was, of course, disappointed. I underestimated you Black King. Most people don't recognize the difference between me throwing a lot of words at them and me actually having something of substance to tell them. Looks live I've failed to impress my new King. Emma frowned. "I'm sorry you feel that way King. I'm not nearly ambitious enough to see myself as King, although now that you mention that doesn't sound too bad... but if I did I don't think the other Kings would appreciate my actions. I'd probably call myself Queen just to piss them off." Emma had a wry smile. Acting smart and trying to sway the King was pointless, that was clear now. Might as well be my usual self from here on...

Emma caught her new leaders first order. I hope these guys don't turn against us... unless the King herself decides to intervene it'll be two players against me... very tough even if one of them is lower level. And judging by their demeanor the Black King's request wasn't going to stop them. Emma's doubt didn't show on her face, still holding her wry grin. She couldn't look weak in front of her new King and would-be opponents. Emma equipped her weapon, sword materializing in her hand. The weapon wasn't ornate, merely a simple steel sword. Nothing special, but reliable. This won't be the last fight the Ebony Strikers get in today, so we better hope for more members... me and Moon Rider can't hold all this territory ourselves, and people are going to want a piece now that we're back in the game.

Unfortunately the pair refused Moon Rider's oh-so-polite request. Well Newt, it's do or die time now, I guess it's up to you to beat the odds. Emma raised her sword. "Well, Moon Rider, guess I have no choice but to follow my new King's orders." But I wouldn't expect too much... she must know it's unlikely I'll win solo. Emma raised her free hand. Magic in DGO for a Caster class wasn't a complicated matter, a simple matter of selecting the proper sell and willing it to fly from your hands... or hand, in Emma's case. Well best to take initiative... I'll use this attack to probe them out, see what they can do. With a simple flutter of her hand a pair of imps appeared before her. Controlling the creatures was an easy matter, as they seemed to tune into her head. She aggroed the pair of monsters onto the level 2 girl. Next she cast her hand over her shoulder, willing a flaming sword into existence. The weapon seemingly materialized from what was once thin air. It flew swiftly towards the player with the ridiculous lance. She poised herself to defend in case one of them rushed her, and then waited to see how they dealt with her initial attack.

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I also have a question here: how about vehicles? Are they in DGO? And if they are, how do the abilities work with them?

@NightmareInd

Oooo, I asked Windel this one earlier! At least the first part.

No fast travel. Either go on foot or use a vehicle. And there's plenty of vehicles.

@TheWindel

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It would be nice if we could get like a summary in the OP of anything important (like QA and stuff) said the OOC, since it's a herculean task to keep up with everything posted here.

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The room was slowly filling. Emma wasn't going to let the others overshadow her. She cleared her throat, "As I was saying... the answer to both of your questions are more or less the same. In the Harleys, or any other guild for that matter, there would be almost no chance for a Level 3 like me to get a face-to-face meeting with a King. And who better to learn from than someone who is not only Level 9, but also holds the highly coveted title of 'King'? Approaching you I have a surefire chance of being heard... plus, you're pretty badass, aren't you?" Emma grinned.

If I really want the Black King to consider me I need to show her I can be useful... and I need to be honest.

Emma's expression straightened. "To be frank with you your kingship," She didn't speak the title with doubt like the newcomer. "I originally intended to come here to find out more information about the break-in at the other Kingdom's vaults. It's obvious that you're involved... too obvious. I'm sure whoever preformed the theft wants you to be suspected. The other Kings are probably also smart enough to know this, but they'll turn to you as a convenient target." Emma, helpfully, raised her hand, holding up three fingers. "Basically, related to my motives, there were three potential outcomes for me. The first was that you accept me as your apprentice and I turn my loyalty to the Black Kingdom, happily progressing under your tutelage." She lowered a finger. "The second and third both involved me returning to the Harleys. In the second scenario I could've returned offering false, or, more unlikely, true information implicating you in the theft... or maybe absolve you, depending on which would be more convenient for me." Emma dropped yet another figer. "The third involved me staying on a little longer. I suspect you'll look into the thefts yourself, since they hold some obvious interest for you as the 'suspect' of the crime. If you do find out the true identity of the thief I could've offered it to the Harleys." Emma now dropped her final finger and lowered her arm. "In the second and third scenario I would gain notoriety in my guild and have a higher chance of advancing, obviously a win for me. However, after coming here, I think I'm going to change my plans... The idea of joining you sounds pretty exciting. The Ebony Strikers against the world, right? I'd like to be a part of that. So I think whether you take me as an apprentice or not I'll join you, but obviously I'd prefer if you accepted my request. So I'll pledge to you right now: If you accept me I will work my hardest for you and the Strikers, and I'll be the most loyal subordinate you have." By now Emma's now signature grin had returned.