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Midcombat banter is what I live for as a roleplayer.
Things Drono dislike.
Salarians.
Enemy Biotics.
The Sound of grenades bouncing his way.
Salarians.
Enemy Biotics.
The Sound of grenades bouncing his way.
'Clink' wend the grenade. That sound, he could have heard it while drunk and he would still recognize it. 'Clink.' Another step. Another bounce. His brain fired on all cylinders as he doubled back, away from the damn noise. It was only a second later the thing bloomed into flame and shrapnel. Drono threw himself to the side. Shrapnel made walls into swisscheese but missed him as he had been more fortunate then Dex in his position. He winced as she bounced clear down the stairs. But despite it all he still quipped. ”I hate slipping down stairs. Don't you?” Then, as the third grenade went off and feet could be heard, he peeked around let out a staccato burst into the doorway. Yelps and angry screams followed and return fire hailed down.
He waited for them to stop. Then immedietly followed Dexs idea of returning fire with some grenades of his own. His throw was hard, and it was aimed with a experts eye. He activated the sticky function as he threw, and instead of the grenade bouncing of the wall, it stuck, right next to the frist bartarian. Then the flashbang exploded in light, chaff, and concussive force. The first bartarian hit screamed ,clutching where Drono assumed his ear was, only to stumble and place his foot to far out. He went down the stairs alot harder then Dex had.
”Such slippery stairs. They really ought' to do something about them.” Drono mused as he placed a single executioner round into the stunned Bartarians head. Up ahead, the others were still clearing their eyes and groaning. All but one voice. A female voice, one that was mighty pissed.
”You useless pieces of shit. Step aside and let me show you how it is done.” The voice was so filled with rage and disdain that Drono wondered if its owner meant to shoot her own allies. He peeked and let out another burst up the staircase only to register a purple glow. And then he was bounced against the cieling and down onto the floor.
”THROW YOUR DAMN GRENADES!” He yelled in a fit of not so suave panic.
He waited for them to stop. Then immedietly followed Dexs idea of returning fire with some grenades of his own. His throw was hard, and it was aimed with a experts eye. He activated the sticky function as he threw, and instead of the grenade bouncing of the wall, it stuck, right next to the frist bartarian. Then the flashbang exploded in light, chaff, and concussive force. The first bartarian hit screamed ,clutching where Drono assumed his ear was, only to stumble and place his foot to far out. He went down the stairs alot harder then Dex had.
”Such slippery stairs. They really ought' to do something about them.” Drono mused as he placed a single executioner round into the stunned Bartarians head. Up ahead, the others were still clearing their eyes and groaning. All but one voice. A female voice, one that was mighty pissed.
”You useless pieces of shit. Step aside and let me show you how it is done.” The voice was so filled with rage and disdain that Drono wondered if its owner meant to shoot her own allies. He peeked and let out another burst up the staircase only to register a purple glow. And then he was bounced against the cieling and down onto the floor.
”THROW YOUR DAMN GRENADES!” He yelled in a fit of not so suave panic.
<Oh yeah. Before I forget. I will be controlling blue sun lady.
@Inkd Bull Oh god that Gif. I will use it for everything.
1) This take place 70 years after the fall. Making the players either First or Second Generation "Post-Fall" inhabitants.
2) Yes and No. We are likely gonna be considered a ragtag bunch at first. But Ambrosia have many other individiuals that do work outside the walls. We are just one "team" out of several.
3) No arbitrary limits as to who go where. In the end this is character driven, not mechanical driven.
4) Ambrosia is constantly growing, becouse as you said, it is a freehaven. Outside the walls there are a number of smaller towships that more or less benefit from Ambrosia. Farmsteads and minertowns feed Ambrosias industries and growth. This game will take place on the West Coast. You cannot really travel across the Americas yet. It is to dangerous, and everything is so very different. The sheer amount of beasts, dangerous terrain and such needs to be mapped, exterminated or otherwise contained. There are sure to be other Safehavens, further out in any direction. But they have yet to actually contact Ambrosia, as communication is very difficult with no telephones, sattelites or cables working.
1) This take place 70 years after the fall. Making the players either First or Second Generation "Post-Fall" inhabitants.
2) Yes and No. We are likely gonna be considered a ragtag bunch at first. But Ambrosia have many other individiuals that do work outside the walls. We are just one "team" out of several.
3) No arbitrary limits as to who go where. In the end this is character driven, not mechanical driven.
4) Ambrosia is constantly growing, becouse as you said, it is a freehaven. Outside the walls there are a number of smaller towships that more or less benefit from Ambrosia. Farmsteads and minertowns feed Ambrosias industries and growth. This game will take place on the West Coast. You cannot really travel across the Americas yet. It is to dangerous, and everything is so very different. The sheer amount of beasts, dangerous terrain and such needs to be mapped, exterminated or otherwise contained. There are sure to be other Safehavens, further out in any direction. But they have yet to actually contact Ambrosia, as communication is very difficult with no telephones, sattelites or cables working.
@Hellis I'm going to write up a solo individual post, just a short one. So don't wait on me for a collab if you're struck by inspiration. :)
Allright. I am guessing you are going for the ol' "Oh shit, grenade!"
Oh look. More interested parties :D. "Play it cool Hellis, don't scare them away.."
Do anyone have any questions for me?
Do anyone have any questions for me?
Grenade choking is a noble art.
Also, damn. Drono is getting pre-naded. He hates when that happens.
Also, damn. Drono is getting pre-naded. He hates when that happens.
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I hope to get the pace of a post a week, every two weeks at the very least. 2-4 paragraphs is generally what I see people post. Quantity over quality, always.
I hope to get the pace of a post a week, every two weeks at the very least. 2-4 paragraphs is generally what I see people post. Quantity over quality, always.
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