DracoLunaris

Warhammer 40k: Kill-Team Epsilon, a Death=][=Watch RP - Currently closed!

considering the last post before the dm post was mine I was going to let some people go before me, but that's not happening apparently. I'll put something up Monday/Tuesday.

Interplanetary Space Friends - A Game About Space Adventures, Friendship and Fast Food

The mind, some what begrudgingly, relayed the greeting of the very lax border control of the rest of the crew while the bees rummaged around in the glove compartment for the Newletter from earlier, circling the help wanted ad they had come for and held it in front of the phone speaking bee.

”If this lot are any indication I imagine the party is not the kind that requires formal suits, but as Elarin pointed out, cloths will be provided.”

The Bee, maintaining a calm and stern demeanor even in the face of complete amateurism, continued.

"The Quest For Flavor is here responding to a request for help listed in the Space Friends Newsletter regarding one Zane Heron’s request for a help in, and I quote ‘throwing the greatest party of the season’ end quote. Do we have permission to land?"

Various tiny fingers where jabbed first at the name of the requester, then at a map followed by improvised looks of confusion and searching for him

"Also if you know where lives then giving that information to us would be most helpful in getting our mission underway"

The Bee finished dryly.

(If the rest of the crew had any questions then the bee was ready to relay them, or they could just grab the phone, though that would be a bit rude)

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

@ToadRopes

its all so kind of problematic that as a result of how this has gone there's more than three quarters of the players trying to fight one guy at the same time in a confined space, it's almost guaranteed to be a mess. its a bit how ninjas are worse the more of them there are, you all are good at descriptions and fighting but vs a man sized target indoors there is only so much space before someone can't move for their allies.

Suggestions:
maybe try kicking stuff at him or describing how you avoid all the fire to catch the wabbit?
Actually seeing as your fast you could go help Quina Quen with the fairies seeing as slayer is apparently just hanging with team 2 now.
or team up with someone for a combo move like Naija and Mario did with some pms to another player, the shadow knight can't deflect shots if you ride round behind him with a shooter on horseback while the other keeps shooting him in the front and catch him in a crossfire.

I think Odin's going to make a good kind of boss as he is in the open, has trash mobs and is big, where as there's like 8 of you vs 1 man sized smoke Jedi. narrative convention says the Shadow Knight is gonna win unless you do something smart. it is a shame team 3 is so hideously out numbered, if we where nearby I would suggest we switched battles: 3 vs 1 and 8 vs 30 are much better odds but that's just how the dropouts turned out.

on the other hand Me and fox just had a discussion trying to clear up what the heck I was doing with little asci diagrams of attack vectors and stuff. In the field vs lots of people I may start drawing simple maps to keep track of everyone. they both have problems needing to be overcome

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Probably should have spent the hour mucking about in GIMP for an merging two pics together to make the new reference image on something more productive but I did it anyway. Also technically I used Gwendolyn armor rather than normal Valkyrie armor but there was more art of it to get one that matched up pose wise with the small amounts of Naija art that exist. also the wing boots are cool.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Naija

Lvl: 2
Day: 1
Location: Forest surrounding the Demon lord's Castle
Fighting alongside: Mario@Holy Soldier, Fox McCloud@Etherean Fire
Mentions: none
Word Count: 606
Seed deployed: 3 Napple Seeds (12/18) (0/18) (0/18)
Level up = + 5 dex
Special ability: Stolen Honor (A Valkyrie wings)

In which Naija stops in the middle of a battle to do some tailoring, mathematics and gardening. afterwards she does some bowling

Naija had control her elation to avoided giving a cheer and giving away her position as the hapless Valkyrie hit the dirt, her plan had worked perfectly as she bounded off into the woods armor in tow. She paused to inspect her prize, a pair of dark wings on a kind of belt, a bunch of armor and finally a pair of boots with little winglets on them. After a few adjustments (Naija had made armor out of giant enemy crabs and a jellyfish king before, making someone else's belt and boots fit was a sintch) she put on her new wing belt and steering boots while storing the ill-fitting helmet in the Treasures part of her inventory. The Mugen Virus infected wings that promptly magically bonded to her nervous system. Naija threw up in a bush as the untested vaccine and the Virus battled against each other for her body and sanity, but after several long moments the pain and nausea passed, the wings having turned from pitch black to a royal purple. Not exactly the sky blue of the general’s Valkyries but it was probably a sign that she was OK, she did not think she had gotten any kind of megalomania from it, nor any world destroying desires. Naija decided she was fine and then, with a few failed attempts, got the wings working and gently lifted off to go see how their plant was doing.

Go take flight little fish girl, for the sky is now naught but an sea of air

Down in the little patch of dirt, clear of all the fighting, the Napple seed quietly gobbled up the 12 Phozons of the 18 it required, the life force the corrupted Valkyrie’s had dropped upon their deaths was being absorbed and converted into future Napples. Doing the math there were about (30*2) 60 more Phozons available in the remaining Valkyries and an unknown amount in the Demon Lord Odin. Even without Odin that was enough to get all 3 napple (18*3 = 54) seeds grown, so with that in mind she planted the other two out here where she could dash out and get them later without them being trampled in the fighting.

With her new mobility she flapped up to the canopy to get a better read on the situation, while she had been fiddling around with inventory management a loud crash had been heard somewhere off near where she had tossed Mario and looking over that way the Demon Lord was no longer in the sky and his escorting Valkyries were descending like a mob of crows towards the presumed crash site. In the other direction where additional blaster fire had been heard suddenly erupted a large swirling calamity tearing the woods apart and Naija could see fox, his kiting route obstructed by the sudden appearance of the land-borne whirlpool.

She used her newfound speed to dash down into the cover of the woods once more, emerging seconds later with a large log in tow, before soaring in an arch round behind the tornado that was trapping Fox between it and his pursuers. Swooping daringly close to the vortex, riding the raging air currents to accelerate herself and the log she then was catapulted by the storm currents, soaring at an immense speed over fox's head directly at the center of cluster of 4 Valkyries still near the ground. Nimbly dodged in-between the Valkyries to avoid hitting them with her body/wings as the log came careening along behind her, hopefully smashing the lightly armored infected ladies to bits as they both passed directly through the center of their formation. Having hopefully given fox an opening to break out from the Valkyries encirclement, either by killing or panicking them, she would fly on back towards where Mario would inevitably need help, her new wings carrying her swiftly as she used the log behind her to shield herself from any retaliatory blows.

mspaint tactical diagram

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

all my careful level up planing will now come to fruition. huzzah. probably. depending on how my attack goes.

also no worries about it taking so long, this is seems like the most complicated gm post in terms of the amount of things you have to react to so far.

Q - FLUX

Arsenal @Click This
One of Courtlandt Holdings’ security personnel was not someone she expected to find in the cleaners. This apparently being the third institution they had both been a part of but Advent is rather glad they did not meet in the prior two, even without Arsenal’s vitriol about Advent’s magic the woman is cold and perhaps a bit full of herself. Then again when you can call in artillery strikes out of thin air you probably have the right to be a bit cocksure. Arsenal, as with most of the others who have an extreme distaste for Advent’s work, are kept at arm's length unless they need put back together.

Echo @Zombehs
Unlike some of the other thrill seekers Echo seems like more of a self improvement and seeking a worthy opponent kind of guy than an adrenaline junkie, which while the distinction is perhaps arbitrary is more to her liking. It might just be because she likes him more as a person, he is more fun than End or Blitz. As another graduate of Thremont lord’s schools and as the kind of person who took up magic because they like magic, though she went further than him by breaking the rules rather than simply pushing their limits. The first two might bring them together while the last may be a point of contention. As a giant living radar he is a nice early warning system and can pick up stuff her sniffer pets might miss, they probably end up working together on actually finding the Nightmares.

Blitz @TheFake
Lawdart armed speed freak, where arsenal is the artillery corps this guy is the air support. Shame it seems like he is kind of a jerk and the guy appears to keep to himself most of the time. Seemingly the kind of guy who can be relied upon to get down to business, but as with End his thrill seeking is somewhat concerning, though this one seems to be more uncaring than psychopathic. Considering her and her pets will end up close to nightmares if she engages them she really hopes the guy understands friendly fire and doesn't let his ally's be caught up in his aerial strafing runs. Darts traveling at up to Match 6 sound incredibly lethal for anyone in the area.

Diva @Vega7285
Despite her age she wants to be here, unlike Zer0, she is also someone who sees the versatility of magic and advent absolutely loves what she has gone and done with. It might not be as efficient as some of the others but it’s certainly the most fun magic she has ever seen and the idea of using music to augment/structure the thoughts used to perform magic is a very interesting (she may need to steal the idea see if it can make simple healing faster). As on the other support personnel she imagines she, Diva and Zer0 will all be sticking together to provide buffs, de-buffs and healing, this she is rather happy with, as she gets a front row seats to Diva’s performance. Diva’s genuine enthusiasm and general cheerfulness are most definitely appreciated, plus her eccentricities make this whole business a lot less stressful.

Q - FLUX

The fact that Hex did not simply to tell her to fuck off was a good start. "among friends" doubly so. Here was one well of potential camaraderie that had yet to be poisoned before she even arrived.

“I am Sabrina while we are here with the others, Advent when we are in the field. Though people often just call me Doc regardless.”

The fact that this Glav was apparently immortal was fascinating, speak of such a fact so casually doubly so. She would have have continued to ask about the creature if the ‘cute’ comment hadn’t taken her so of guard. It was rare for someone else to react to here creatures with anything but distaste, suffice to say Sabrina was extremely happy at this development. Biter wagged its long spiny tail and panted excitedly at the slightest pet because when it came down to it they were effectively just a very weird looking dog. As for where they came from:

“I make them, the integration of magitechnology and life is my area of study, these two are results of that work. For example: they used to be a malnourished stray but Biter here now runs perpetually on his own willpower.”

She also turned them into a small dragon thing and chipped their brain, the fact that this was weird and maybe cruel and unusual was more or less lost on her. The sentiment would probably also have been lost on Biter if they could understand the concepts, though that might have been the chip or the fact that they were a dog that got more energetic the more excited they were, which incidentally was what the vents where for. Turns out few things have more willpower than a dog that has been told it is a good boy protecting their's master.

The happy moment of one of the cleaners not recoiling in disgust at her creation was quickly brought to an end by the appearance of Liza’s arm, feelings of joy immediately replaced by concern (and the potential to get "I'm helpful" points). She recognized them as bite marks, she sometimes got them while training her creatures, though the ability to make them feel guilty about biting her generally made such occurrences a one off. There were so many of them, from scars to relatively fresh marks, all indicating a very aggressive animal that had nonetheless been kept around. That or she had a habit of fighting dogs or it was some kind of gang thing but considering Glav's existence, it was probably the first. They had not been treated properly, and with the number of them it was fortunate she had not gotten an infection or suffered from gangrene.

Keeping her voice so as to not cause a scene

“What happened to your fore-arm? It looks like something's been biting it. Allot. I can maybe fix that, the wounds that is, the scars too if you want.”

The City of Gems

at this point we may need a chart to keep track of everyone's locations, or perhaps a map.

Q - FLUX

“300 credits, or I’m putting it back in.”

Well that was highly dramatic, but at least it had removed the inorganic material and everyone was now distracted so she could get to work without awkward questions about exactly how she was putting the man’s insides together again. For example, why she needed to take a drop of his blood and put it in it’s own little cylinder which she then pressed to the one inside the case. The answer was that she was altering the cells inside so that they had the DNA from his blood rather than hers. This done she lifted the vial now full of converted cells back out and used them to patch up all of the bleeding areas of the mans wound.

She rolled her eyes at Warthog’s reaction to End threatening to shoot the injured man again unless paid, namely to ‘pay’ the man for information, money which he then gave to End to stop this situation from blowing up in everyone’s face, effectively reinforcing her behavior and telling her that their paragon of virtue though pointing guns at guests was OK. Then again if she didn’t get what she wanted… Sabrina shivered, she had heard tales of an assassin that matched Ends description from some of the Painstalkers she met on her trips to the Necronomicon, it was probably for the best that this situation was resolved peacefully. The other option might result in none of the others in the room that might be concerned for the patients survival seeing the dawn.

"Thanks Doc. I'd... not fully considered everyone here. Didn't think to call you for this,"

“That’s alright, don’t be afraid to come ask for my help next time someone needs fixing, I don’t bite. Not when there's Doctoring to be done at least”

She could very well have kept going and replace all of the damaged tissue so that the man was good as new, but the apparently relatively apathetic relative wanted only the bare minimum before he got them both out of there so she retracted her magics and stepped aside to let them leave.

Before Melanie returned she went and removed the disposable gloves, sealing them in a small plastic bag before tossing them in the trash. She wiped her sweaty hands on the coat while smiling to herself, the boy had made for good practice of her doctoring and the action might also put her in some people's good books, particularly Melanie. She had gone from crashing at the cafe to being a permanently entrenched resident, based on the fact that a cleaners mistake had resulted in her old one being destroyed. She wanted to make sure she was considered useful so that she wasn’t kicked out for her controversial magic, so she was helping out wherever possible, either with medical stuff or with the actual cafe while she was not doing actual cleaner jobs. Also when it came down to it, while she might not be the first of the group who would go out of her way to help someone, she was not so jaded that she could just stand by and watch someone suffer when she could fix the problem with ease.

When Melanie returned she listened as the situation was explained.

"...It's late tonight, so you should see him tomorrow,"

“Looks interesting. A bloody kill-count already, huh? I wonder who’s outfit was hit.”

Sabrina was second to go read the message and in-order to stop this being a thing everyone needed to do, decided to just summarize the additional information from the message out loud for everyone else.

“In summary the message says: Cash’s crew is scared of this thing, 20 Mobbers dead, seems targeted, something stopping him from sending pictures which is odd, further details in person.”

She had to admit the 20 deaths part left her a little shaken as she went and found a seat, ending up near Hex in the ‘out of the way’ section of the room, Biter sitting obediently on the floor between them (quietly demanding the petting it had not received earlier) and bugbear curling up in Sabrina’s lap.

“Your Hex right? I heard you had quite the interesting companion, one capable of going tooth and claw vs a nightmare and surviving.”