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Naija

level: 4
day/time: day 2
Location: Smash Arena
Interacting with: @Holy Soldier Lux


Naija was perhaps not as dismayed as everyone else, as the smoking body of the swordsman hit the floor, but she was feeling rather guilty by how overboard she had gone.

”oh oops. In my defense, the big ones generally take more of a beating before they go down. Um. sorry?”

Generally they weren't people either, they were just monsters or things that had once been people. Guilt and embarrassment welled up inside her, but she put them aside when the blond haired woman stepped into the arena, full of confidence. After what Naija had done to her partner, such a display was unnerving to say the least.

Naija's suspicions that this woman had more to her than her appearance implied were confirmed when she threw out a large glowing sphere of some kind. She reflexively dodged out of the way, but the orb simply settled in the center of the arena, growing slowly in a menacing fashion.

”So is that just going to sit there?”

She guessed it was probably going to explode, but being in the center wouldn’t it hit her too? Perhaps she had some way of avoiding the damage, so the safest place was right where she was.

She began to move, skirting the outside of the arena with her nimble leaps in order to stay as far away from that glowing orb as possible, not slowing to open fire and instead charging another 6 shot blast. If she made it to the same edge as Lux she would move towards her erratically, hoping to dodge whatever else she had up her sleeves, before jumping high into the air to do the required flip to let out the charged attack to it’s maximum potential. She soared over the girl, letting out her blast above her, then landed behind her and quickly spun round in her crouched with an attempted spin kick to the shins, intending to knock her over.
@Lugubrious
am I detecting a hint of


In all seriousness, I may have made Sophia come of as way to naive in my attempt to avoid meta gaming, so thanks for giving me an out.


Though Phoebe seemed to be to busy to answer her query some others seemed to be willing to give recommendations, namely the green woman and the giant of a human. She graciously accepted the woman’s drink suggestion, taking the glass in her hand.

”I won’t be able to compare it to human rum, but cheers for the suggestion”

Then, perhaps to the confusion of the others, she retrieved a small salt grinder and added a few turns of salt to the drink, after which a straw extended from her helmet. While she mixed the drink with the straw she replied to the giant of a man.

”If it that makes a big man like yourself drunk it might be a bit much for someone my size to be drinking before a meeting. I’ll keep it in mind for when it comes to celebrating with after our first hunt together though.”

Satisfied that the rum was suitably salinated to prevent overhydration the other end of the straw extended inside her helmet to her lips, whereupon she began daintily sipping at the drink. In hindsight maybe she shouldn’t be drinking raw rum before a meeting either, but it was still pretty tasty even taken slowly. She gave the woman a grin and a thumbs up to her suggestion.

At that point they were all called inside for the briefing. Rather than try and use the biped shaped chairs she simply found somewhere around the table to stand, lowering herself down so she could rest her drink and elbows on the table, resting her hands on the bottom of her domed helm. This did mean her tail was kind of sticking out of the ring of chairs, something she did not realize might be a little inconvenient for the others.

After the briefing she was, she had to admit, a little disappointed that they weren't going to be specifically hunting anything this time but she was looking forward to the prospect of exploring and the capturing of samples would give her practice with her newly acquired dart gun.

She was thinking about what else she might want to get from the armory and how to pick a fight with a predator so he would atleast get some meat out of this expedition when a combat droid and a small creature who was hungrily eyeing a small paper bag the robot was carrying. The pair introduced themselves as Elektro and Pisq.

”Nice to meet you both, I’m Arra”

She waved as she gave them, and everyone else, her name.
Sister Sophia

Location:Hidden Settlement
interactions: Jin Sunrise @floodtalon


To her surprise, the man was to be found exiting the very building she had landed on, drinking some apple juice out of a little carton. He offered her one as well. The taste of burnt bug meat still lingered in her mouth, she would most certainly wanted something that could get rid of it.

"I’d appreciate that."

He was not what she had expected from an assassin, with his spiky haircut and eye catching gold, silver and blue getup he was not going to have an easy time blending in anywhere. He was armed with what looked like a gold painted revolver and an odd contraption that might have been a sword. She wasn't sure. Again, not what she would have expected from an assassin. Maybe that word had different connotations where he came from?

She had some respect for his use of gold coloration, but other than that he looked like some punk asshole. Still, barring obvious Xenos or chaos affiliation, it would not do to judge a human by their appearance and so she jumped down to meet him face to face, her power armor reducing the impact of jumping of a small shack to nothing. She wasn’t entirely sure how you actually went about inducting someone, that was generally the priests’ job after all, so she decided simply to be cordial.

She removed her helmet and held it with her disgusting centipede arm while raising her right, human arm, towards him in order to formalism their cooperation with a simple handshake.

"All in due time my new friend, but first we have to get out of this blasted forest."


Of course it was because of monsters, she thought to herself in resignation. This trip was getting more and more dangerous with each passing second. She would need to prepare.

Finishing her supper quickly she then bid her goodbyes to those still at the table and, after a quick stop at the pharmacist's boutique, headed for the room she was staying in. There she began to prepare a powerful sedative from the ingredients she had purchased. They were supposed to bring the thing back alive, and injecting the serum she had made into it would hopefully knock it out cold. Of course, that relied upon getting the beast in a position to be injected with the stuff without it ripping her head of. She also hoped that it wasn’t bigger than a bear, because that is the upper limit of concentration she could make with what she had. Anything bigger might get drowsy but would fail to be knocked out.

The tranquilizer prepared and carefully stored in her bag she got into bed for some much needed rest.




While they were all getting up and ready the next day she checked in on Gradon. As they were leaving the inn she found her way to his side briefly and asked

“How’s your head feeling today?”




The next day’s events brought the previous night's conversation about leaving it to the adults back to the forefront again, with the Princesses suggestion of putting the leadership of the group to a vote. She wondered if they should they give authority to someone they trusted and knew better than the princess than Ires or should they leave command with the person who knew the most about what was going on.

She had to agree with Farris on her assessment of who would be most suited among the cadets, though for completely different reasons, Gradon had rallied a lot of the cadets into an organised defence during the attack yesterday. It kind of depended on whether he was up to the task after his repeated head injuries of the previous day. The other options, in her opinion, where Leon and Tzi because she either did not trust the others to be in charge due either to finding them scary or inexperienced, or she simply didn’t know them well enough to make an assessment. It would probably be prudent to find out who was actually interested in the position however. Continuing Farris’s trend of thinking out loud she commented.

“It might be a good idea to find out who actually wants to lead before voting. Also I’m not sure if a monster is going to be smart enough to take out our command structure like that. If it does it might be wise to have a second in command as a backup for if the leader gets injured.”

In regards to Tzi’s question she answered more directly with

“I think we should set up camp first and vote second. Gives us some time to think about who to vote for or whether we want that position ourselves.”

Also having a nice fire to sit around sounded like a lovely thing to have after their long march.
I've added the boss's simple sheet to my char post

Location: east slums -> club nova


The streets where as bad as they had sounded, bodies littering the sidewalks, cars caught in pileups and burning wreckage still descending from the sky. The fact that it was burning made it a little easier to avoid it, but not much. It was fortunate that the air space above the slums was quieter than the center, mostly being transports for stuff going to and from the factories. Apart from the occasional factory inspection and rich kid looking for kicks, nobody with a personal air vehicle had any reason to come down here.

What was more dangerous where the monsters. Twice she had to take a rout round where some massive hulking thing was tearing into bodies and one time she even had to gun it in the opposite direction when something that looked like a cross between a lion, a bat and a scorpion tried to kill her. Eventual however, she made it to the district border, a massive cliff face that separated the poor from the revelry above. Well, most of the time it did. The building she approached was a gaudy affair that leaned against the cliff face, up from which elevators and spiral staircases lead to the next level to where the party started. At night there would be lines stretching out of the building as bouncers (thugs really) made sure only the right people from the slums got in. If you didn’t there were plenty of bars nearby (also run by the Red Sun) but for those that did, they could ascend to that towering place of debauchery and vice. Some used it to get to clubs further in without going through the official accessways, but most stuck to Nova’s own bars and dance floors. Further up still where the drug dens and brothels for the trusted clientele, as well as some more specialised facilities for those with “refined” tastes. Finally at the top was the boss’s penthouse, and that was where she was headed. Going round the back to the service entrance she unlocked the garage door, rolled her bike past the loading bay and into the hidden gang hideout. Down there all she found was more bodies, gang members torn to shreds and the remains of what had killed them, peppered with bullets.

She locked her bike up in the garage where it was probably pretty safe and headed up into the club proper. Again, nobody living, though here some kind of shockwave had shattered bodies and beasts alike and every piece of glass was shattered to smithereens. She was growing pessimistic of the odds of anyone being left at this point, but she kept going, bypassing the vice dens, going straight to the bosses penthouse. Best to be sure he was dead too before taking over the place.

Stepping out into the one way glass walled penthouse she froze in her tracks. Leaning over the boss's desk was a hulking figure. Turned away from her, most of what she could see was a mane of shocking pink hair descending from an opera mask wearing thing with bright red bugged eyes. Apart from the reinforced walls, everything made of glass in the room was shattered like the bar below and what might have been the bosses guards and trusted men were crumpled against the walls, dead. The place reeked of spilt booze and blood as a result.

Those odd eyes clearly gave it vision behind it, because the thing tured moments after she came in. It revealed is bizarre form, most notable of which where the sharp teeth it unveiled as it breathed in deeply, filling massive sack like lungs that billowed out of its chest. She was in the middle of drawing her handgun when it paused whatever it was doing and spoke in a high pitch, melodic tone.

”Wait as second, Roxy, that you kid?”

”I uh, yeah, what is it to you?”

She aggressively replied, leveling the pistol at the thing, now somewhat confused.

”Hot damn Babe. I knew ah recognised that stupid hat.”

”It’s not Stupid! Who are you!”

”It’s me Karzen. You know. Your boss. Now point that thing someplace else”

He sighed, letting the massive amount of air out of his lungs that were then neatly contained in his chest once more. Then he waltzed up to her, reached out a hand and pushed the gun she had been pointing at him down to the floor and then placed one of his freakishly extended hands on her shoulder. When he spoke again his voice was deeper, more familiar.

”It’s good to see you kid. I see you brought just what I needed”

He reached down and plucked two of her looted bottles from her bag and walked back to the desk, sitting down on it, poping both the corks and began chugging the booze.

”Blech. Cheap shit, but it does the job. Here. have some. And take a seat instead of standing there gawking.”

He held out the other bottle for her.

”uh. Sure thing”

She put the gun away, thankful that the boss wasn’t mad, walked up and awkwardly sat behind him, taking the bottle in her lesser hands, drinking it much slower than the boss was. This was kind of a big deal for her, she wasn't exactly in the bosses inner circle, so to be drinking with him this casually was unprecedented. After a few minutes and bottles she worked up the nerve to ask

”So you know what is going on and where everybody is boss?”

The man, who was more out of it than her at this point, slurred

”Fuck knows. Everyone turned into freeks or some shit. Everyone here turned into monsters, straight up died, legged it or got killed by monsters.”

”So. It’s just us left?”

”Here? Probably, but some of the boys and staff weren't here when everything went to shit, it not being party time and all. Was trying to get at em but the lines are all down. Might be some people locked themselves in the vice dens though. Couldn’t be assed breaking the doors down. Most of em wouldn't be that useful anyway”

SHe hoped that some of those members who where else were weren't in crowds and didn’t get slaughtered by the rare crazies. She had some people she considered friends that might fit the bill.

”Should I go find them? I’ve got my bike, could go places in person, carrying your orders boss”

”You’re bike? Oh yeah, track thing you stole. Later. Right now we need to reinforce this place from monsters. Check on the rooms. Been long enough that anyone alive will calm down. Anyone out there who survived will keep doing so and if they are smart and loyal they’ll come here if they've got transport or stick where they are and keep their heads down.”

The booze gone, the boss picked himself off the desk.

”Alright. Let’s get to it ”

She followed after him, down into the rest of the club.
underped but still a little wip



@Archetype Zero

on both sides? how do you get in except via enemy territory(green nation to the east)? is all the white radioactive wasteland?
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