GreenGoat

Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn

Brovo, how big is the path?

The Last Bastion: Bunker Chicago

Oh bugger. I forgot to ask where to buy some AP bullets. Is it too late?

Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn

I'm a bit iffy on charging down a huge orc dual wielding two two-handed weapons, but I probably should do so to distract it long enough for other peeps to either kill it, asplode the knife throwing imps behind it, or jump onto that cliff and kill the archers.

Herzinth said
*Star Wars red flag raising*

Er.... probably not the jumping.

Mobile Suit Gundam SEED - Heroes of ORB

So the Chinese are helping them look as well... Judging from the response from some of the others, they didn't look too favourably on that new info. Perhaps it was because of perhaps still fresh memories of the attack on the base; to quickly trust a new factor was not something they would do for quite a while yet. And if worse comes to worst, and the Chinese betrayed them for the prototypes, she was confident she could at least shoot down the prototypes before they got away, at least while the pilots were still trying to figure out the controls.

Anyways, judging from the way that unpleasant man just waltzed into the hangar, a mass effort would be put out soon, and she would duly be included, piloting Strike to beat around some islands. At least Strike had a regulated interior, so it should not be too hot in there. Probably.

"So... are we heading out soon as well?" she asked.

Mobile Suit Gundam SEED - Heroes of ORB

TO be completely honest, I thouhgt people abandoned this already. Anyways, i should be posting soon

The Last Bastion: Bunker Chicago

A tank? We can requisition a tank? I don't suppose non mech pilots can use them, can they? Also, that Project ALPHA looks interesting. What sort of powersuits are we looking at tho? Ironman? The marines from Star Craft?

Brovo said Nanobots.

NANOMACHINES, SON.

Fate / Finem Venatus RP (Fate / End Game)

"Why won't people post!?"

"NANOMACHINES, SON."

Magik Ther Was

So anyone going to post? Or do we move on?

The Last Bastion: Bunker Chicago

Blockades? Signing up for that one. Junko would prefer fighting people rather than mutants who don't always have everything in the right place.

Magik Ther Was

Hmm. It seems this particular hotdog man had a flair for hotdogs.

Every bite she took was filled with the well done, moist but still chewy sausages, the buns were still springy and fresh, not stale and crumbly, and the vegetables tasted as if they were almost alive. In short this was either the best hotdogs she had ever eaten, or she was very hungry. They say hunger was the best sauce after all.

She had gone through her fifth and starting on her sixth when she noticed the hotdog man was gone. Not that she thought it was weird; the old man might have just left her there in peace to eat the dogs, and she did have her headphones on. The crew swore she could sit oblivious though the Apocalypse and the four Horsemen prancing around her if she put her headphones on. The song switched to a Kansas song then, and she finally realized there were just a few people left around, including someone wearing an odd assembly of clothes. Was it that late already? Old man hotdog must have went home then. Perhaps she should as well. A girl alone at night will sure to attract some unwanted attention.

Without any further ado, Clarissa gulped down the hotdog in a few bites, licked off the bits of sauce off her fingers, then started to walk back towards the hotel. If she wasn't mistaken she could flag down a taxi a bit further down the road. She just hoped she had enough to go back on a taxi.

Ah well, if worse came to worse, she'd shake down the head for some money for the taxi fare.