So I've just time-skipped gargy into the meeting.
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People are torn apart in the status bar ? Not me. I am heavier than iron, splitting me apart will release dangerous levels of energy.
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People are torn apart in the status bar ? Not me. I am heavier than iron, splitting me apart will release dangerous levels of energy.
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- I'm a 34 year old guy.
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Vaughtar's room
"Wait... daytime ?" Vaughtar was stunned. It took him a few seconds to voice his conclusion: "So this rift has interrupted my transformation cycle. Normally I turn to stone when the sun rises above the horizon, no matter if I can actually see it happening or not. And... underwater ?"
To cut a long story short: Winston had to start explaining. A lot. How the world - roughly - looked like. How society looked like. A few very basic everyday things like phones, cars and planes. The latter one was an item on the list that normally wasn't important, but since this creature apparently was able to defeat gravity on a regular basis and large enough to be spotted by recent day radar technology, it was worth mentioning.
The Meeting Room
When he had finished and Vaughtar's head had stopped fuming, Winston offered him to join a meeting that was going on just right now. The stone gray beast seemed to be kind-hearted, so it was acceptable to let him join it. He quickly pulled the ordinary chair out of Vaughtar's way and shoved a sturdy metal crate towards him that had been sitting around next to one of the walls. 'Hulking' was a pure understatement for that gargoyle, kind-hearted or not.
He was too late to cross Dayna's way in the hallway leading away from the conference room, but though he would have definitely found an elemental sprite very interesting - such things didn't exist on Munimis - there were enough other persons in the room to saturate his curiosity. The person he could identify himself with most at first glance was the lean woman with curly, reddish hair he didn't know the name of. Given that she had also come through the rift, her clothing remembered him very much of what the ordinary people of his world were used to. He could see Matthew and Hirsch, but of course he had no idea about the USMC, so the only thing he noted about them was that they appeared to be a team of some sort in this room, with some similarities in behaviour. Another man, quite tall, was standing next to that horrible thing that had to be one of these 'screens' Winston had told him about. These flashing images divided into a myriad of tiny squares would give him a headache, that was for sure! There was some ink tainting the surface. It made no sense, so it had likely been an accident. Vaughtar wished that whoever had done this would have just continued with it until the entire thing had been covered.
There seemed to be an intensive discussion going on, so Vaughtar sat down onto the creaking crate without saying anything else than a "Hi.", spoken out very low by his standards. He felt strange, very strange. He was the only one who was almost naked. His body was probably nothing to be ashamed of, but it just felt wrong as everyone else here was wearing some sort of clothing. Unlike Wolfe he couldn't transform back and forth to what physical representation suited the current situation best.
"Wait... daytime ?" Vaughtar was stunned. It took him a few seconds to voice his conclusion: "So this rift has interrupted my transformation cycle. Normally I turn to stone when the sun rises above the horizon, no matter if I can actually see it happening or not. And... underwater ?"
To cut a long story short: Winston had to start explaining. A lot. How the world - roughly - looked like. How society looked like. A few very basic everyday things like phones, cars and planes. The latter one was an item on the list that normally wasn't important, but since this creature apparently was able to defeat gravity on a regular basis and large enough to be spotted by recent day radar technology, it was worth mentioning.
The Meeting Room
When he had finished and Vaughtar's head had stopped fuming, Winston offered him to join a meeting that was going on just right now. The stone gray beast seemed to be kind-hearted, so it was acceptable to let him join it. He quickly pulled the ordinary chair out of Vaughtar's way and shoved a sturdy metal crate towards him that had been sitting around next to one of the walls. 'Hulking' was a pure understatement for that gargoyle, kind-hearted or not.
He was too late to cross Dayna's way in the hallway leading away from the conference room, but though he would have definitely found an elemental sprite very interesting - such things didn't exist on Munimis - there were enough other persons in the room to saturate his curiosity. The person he could identify himself with most at first glance was the lean woman with curly, reddish hair he didn't know the name of. Given that she had also come through the rift, her clothing remembered him very much of what the ordinary people of his world were used to. He could see Matthew and Hirsch, but of course he had no idea about the USMC, so the only thing he noted about them was that they appeared to be a team of some sort in this room, with some similarities in behaviour. Another man, quite tall, was standing next to that horrible thing that had to be one of these 'screens' Winston had told him about. These flashing images divided into a myriad of tiny squares would give him a headache, that was for sure! There was some ink tainting the surface. It made no sense, so it had likely been an accident. Vaughtar wished that whoever had done this would have just continued with it until the entire thing had been covered.
There seemed to be an intensive discussion going on, so Vaughtar sat down onto the creaking crate without saying anything else than a "Hi.", spoken out very low by his standards. He felt strange, very strange. He was the only one who was almost naked. His body was probably nothing to be ashamed of, but it just felt wrong as everyone else here was wearing some sort of clothing. Unlike Wolfe he couldn't transform back and forth to what physical representation suited the current situation best.
@Eviledd1984
Madawc started to smell the smell, too. "I assume it's the remains of the beast's victims. Let's just hope we won't be added to the heap." He wasn't afraid. Demons just did't tend to be. However he was clever enough to beware of underestimating what could be in here.
He didn't stop looking around, especially behind him, while he continued going deeper and deeper into the cave, holding his two handed hammer ready in his hands. The sword Xavier was using was somewhat enormous, at least for a lightweight person like he was. After two or three minutes of continued intrusion, he could hear something. Something nasty. "Xavier ? Stop. I think it's coming."
Madawc started to smell the smell, too. "I assume it's the remains of the beast's victims. Let's just hope we won't be added to the heap." He wasn't afraid. Demons just did't tend to be. However he was clever enough to beware of underestimating what could be in here.
He didn't stop looking around, especially behind him, while he continued going deeper and deeper into the cave, holding his two handed hammer ready in his hands. The sword Xavier was using was somewhat enormous, at least for a lightweight person like he was. After two or three minutes of continued intrusion, he could hear something. Something nasty. "Xavier ? Stop. I think it's coming."
In Vaughtar's room
The gargoyle's thoughts were rampaging in his mind. He had not been stone when they had found him ? He did barely know anything about the intricate magical inner workings of himself, but wondering about if this relocation in space and time could interfere with his natural rhythm wasn't far-fetched.
"What time was it when you found me ? Day or night ? And what time is it now ?"
Basically, asking about time was like the key to Pandora's Box. So many other questions could be derived from that simple one that Vaughtar didn't even know where to begin with at best. Agitated, he started slowly moving around randomly in the large room. Every time he made a step Winston could possibly feel a vibration of the floor emanating from where his foot had hit the ground, and his claws left superficial scratches behind until he finally noticed and elevated them a bit.
"I guess you don't know any way back ? Because if you knew you would just have sent everyone back to where he came from and everyone could continue happily ? So... I'm stuck here ?"
One could clearly and in spite of all the differences between Vaughtar and humans see that he was very sad and upset.
"What are you gonna do with me now ? I would have to hide, wouldn't I ?"
Or wait... didn't Winston say that many members of TRIDENT were beings who themselves came out of a rift and didn't belong here ? This probably did imply something.
"How can I be of assistance ?"
The gargoyle's thoughts were rampaging in his mind. He had not been stone when they had found him ? He did barely know anything about the intricate magical inner workings of himself, but wondering about if this relocation in space and time could interfere with his natural rhythm wasn't far-fetched.
"What time was it when you found me ? Day or night ? And what time is it now ?"
Basically, asking about time was like the key to Pandora's Box. So many other questions could be derived from that simple one that Vaughtar didn't even know where to begin with at best. Agitated, he started slowly moving around randomly in the large room. Every time he made a step Winston could possibly feel a vibration of the floor emanating from where his foot had hit the ground, and his claws left superficial scratches behind until he finally noticed and elevated them a bit.
"I guess you don't know any way back ? Because if you knew you would just have sent everyone back to where he came from and everyone could continue happily ? So... I'm stuck here ?"
One could clearly and in spite of all the differences between Vaughtar and humans see that he was very sad and upset.
"What are you gonna do with me now ? I would have to hide, wouldn't I ?"
Or wait... didn't Winston say that many members of TRIDENT were beings who themselves came out of a rift and didn't belong here ? This probably did imply something.
"How can I be of assistance ?"
@Eviledd1984
The journey to the beast's cavern was uneventful. Something that probably had something to do with the fact that it was a distance of no more than about 400 paces. The cavern itself was quite impressive. There was no light except for the torches, but one could just feel that the floor was almost flat and slippery. There was a huge amount of rather thin stalactites growing from the ceiling, but only a few, but way thicker stalagmites rising from the ground. It was a kinda odd thing. They were standing in a large hall of some sort, wide and very high, at least for a cavern.
Madawc drew his hammer. They now were pretty much inside the beast's lair. The question was... "Who goes first and who goes behind ?"
The journey to the beast's cavern was uneventful. Something that probably had something to do with the fact that it was a distance of no more than about 400 paces. The cavern itself was quite impressive. There was no light except for the torches, but one could just feel that the floor was almost flat and slippery. There was a huge amount of rather thin stalactites growing from the ceiling, but only a few, but way thicker stalagmites rising from the ground. It was a kinda odd thing. They were standing in a large hall of some sort, wide and very high, at least for a cavern.
Madawc drew his hammer. They now were pretty much inside the beast's lair. The question was... "Who goes first and who goes behind ?"
I'm sorry for this announcement, but half way in my thesis it appears to me more and more that the subject is kinda extreme in terms of scope and complexity and I wasn't the only one who didn't expect this. However I can't really bail out in this stage and am experiencing some sort of psychological breakdown these days.
Long story cut short: I can't guarantee a shit if I'll be able to pull off what I already did several times to follow this RP (and that is getting up really early in the morning to break through the timezone barrier) any time in the next time. @Ellion You have full permission to use Andri should it be necessary.
This might be rather briefly and momentarily, but I don't want you to get stuck because I am stuck. This RP is great.
Long story cut short: I can't guarantee a shit if I'll be able to pull off what I already did several times to follow this RP (and that is getting up really early in the morning to break through the timezone barrier) any time in the next time. @Ellion You have full permission to use Andri should it be necessary.
This might be rather briefly and momentarily, but I don't want you to get stuck because I am stuck. This RP is great.
@EurmalEye
"Not exactly awesome." Harald answered. "You don't have any parents, the eggheads treat you in the way that suits their experimental needs best - until you escape... You have to be pretty much an autodidact. And then there are a few things that can screw things up for you sometimes." He pointed at the antlers-like structure on his head.
"So... I don't even know where the main office is. I'm new here, kinda crept in." He laughed a bit, moving his legs in order to keep his head above the waterline as well.
"Not exactly awesome." Harald answered. "You don't have any parents, the eggheads treat you in the way that suits their experimental needs best - until you escape... You have to be pretty much an autodidact. And then there are a few things that can screw things up for you sometimes." He pointed at the antlers-like structure on his head.
"So... I don't even know where the main office is. I'm new here, kinda crept in." He laughed a bit, moving his legs in order to keep his head above the waterline as well.
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Nothing! I'm impressed!
Okay. Sorry for thinking about the other possible interpretation then :)
Anyhow, when I came home from work today (ugly, ugly equations...), I had a brainwave that made me think about what an idiot I am. There is something out there that likely is a much better reference for the wings and overall: hang gliders. So I changed the calculation a bit and edited the stuff into the CS.
@Fetzen
Strangely enough, I would totally be cool with Draco going into an infestation situation; Part of learning how to confront werebeasts is to understand the idea of outbreak control.
I've 'parked' my character and Khan at a place where pretty much everyone who wants can interact.
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*slow clap*
Sarcastic ? What did I do so totally wrong ?
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