What human being would survive being in the general vicinity of a character who passively steals the lifesblood from the area around him, and a guy who's basically a walking death machine? What human being would try getting close to them?
No news crew was described in the general area, and a large portion of the civilians who were there died.
And again.
Even if you do recover General Freedom, what exactly are you going to do? Float around space with a comatose superhero in your ship until Skallagrim gets back in an indeterminate amount of months?
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I'm not trying to be your enemy here, Boerd.
But what you're trying to do is total metagaming.
1: Fury and Freedom were fighting on the planet's surface. You only ever posted in atmosphere.
2: National Media would likely not be able to cover Freedom's capture until it was confirmed.
3: You shot at a ship and said ship vanished after firing an EMP at you, which mind you, you have yet to address.
4: As I said before, a ship that claims to be a US ship from an unlisted channel is considered a threat.
5: You have no in character knowledge of where the ship went.
6: You have no in character knowledge of Freedom's capture, period.
But what you're trying to do is total metagaming.
1: Fury and Freedom were fighting on the planet's surface. You only ever posted in atmosphere.
2: National Media would likely not be able to cover Freedom's capture until it was confirmed.
3: You shot at a ship and said ship vanished after firing an EMP at you, which mind you, you have yet to address.
4: As I said before, a ship that claims to be a US ship from an unlisted channel is considered a threat.
5: You have no in character knowledge of where the ship went.
6: You have no in character knowledge of Freedom's capture, period.
You mean me telling him that saving him would be three things:
1: Impossible with characters such as Fury and Khazna in the way. And the ship that they're in could cream his without slowing down.
2: Impossible because Skallagrim isn't going to be on for a long time, and therefore he would just be hauling around a comatose General Freedom.
3: Impossible because knowledge of General Freedom's location would be Metagamey to the N-th degree.
1: Impossible with characters such as Fury and Khazna in the way. And the ship that they're in could cream his without slowing down.
2: Impossible because Skallagrim isn't going to be on for a long time, and therefore he would just be hauling around a comatose General Freedom.
3: Impossible because knowledge of General Freedom's location would be Metagamey to the N-th degree.
*Is trying to wrap his head around this.*
Boerd I haven't talked to you, like, at all. What on Earth are you talking about?
This thread has been deader than George Washington for the past few days.
The last of the cables tore through him and he let out a deep sigh of relief. Opening his eyes and staring upwards at the hole in the planet above him. As the process finished the pundambayan choked up the rest of what remained in his throat, and in his nostrils. It flowed off of his face and off the sides, staining his cheeks and beard with the dark color. The thick brown and oxygen rich blood fell to the ground with a few drips, staining the threads below. Screaming was followed by a calm and foreboding silence, the rings themselves calming down and settling into their new positions. Each set interlocking in one point in the middle to allow for full strike zone coverage.
Looking back down at his hands and body he saw the metallic cables pressing against his skin, his outermost organ was stretched thinly across the top of it. The shreds of what remained of his shirt fell off of his body to fully reveal his transformed state. The muscle that had been so thickly present against his skin was now mostly replaced with metal pseudo-muscles, in some places they had actually torn through his skin. Where there had once been pain, however, was a pleasing and dreamy high.
Several deep breaths passed his nostrils and mouth, and long exhales followed. The Pundambayan pressed his clenched hands together in front of him. Knuckle to knuckle and with his eyes closed."Focus, Kanitah. Focus. You're in a bad place right now, and you can't lose yourself to the Power. Focus. Power is a means to an end, it is not everything. The man controls the power within him, the power does not control the man. A man who loses himself to the power is no longer a man, but a puppet." Another deep inhale and he opened his eyes again, looking upwards at the hole. Another blast was coming down!
It slammed into his chest and exploded around him, blowing his skin clean off and tearing up the ground below him. The cables underneath his flesh were fully exposed to the air now and blood oozed its way between them. The pain in his eyes was great but he did not scream. Kanitah just released a slow and deliberate breath, looking down at his devastated chest. "I may have misinterpereted his ability. If I hadn't had the engine, my body couldn't have taken that."
The rock began falling towards him, there was little chance that he could withstand it striking him. He had hoped to get out of the hole immediately, but survival was the first priority. Letting his legs go limp underneath him the only way to escape an attack when you can't force yourself to move. Is to not move at all. The pundambayan leaned forwards as he fell, letting his body drop into the pit.
Looking back down at his hands and body he saw the metallic cables pressing against his skin, his outermost organ was stretched thinly across the top of it. The shreds of what remained of his shirt fell off of his body to fully reveal his transformed state. The muscle that had been so thickly present against his skin was now mostly replaced with metal pseudo-muscles, in some places they had actually torn through his skin. Where there had once been pain, however, was a pleasing and dreamy high.
Several deep breaths passed his nostrils and mouth, and long exhales followed. The Pundambayan pressed his clenched hands together in front of him. Knuckle to knuckle and with his eyes closed."Focus, Kanitah. Focus. You're in a bad place right now, and you can't lose yourself to the Power. Focus. Power is a means to an end, it is not everything. The man controls the power within him, the power does not control the man. A man who loses himself to the power is no longer a man, but a puppet." Another deep inhale and he opened his eyes again, looking upwards at the hole. Another blast was coming down!
It slammed into his chest and exploded around him, blowing his skin clean off and tearing up the ground below him. The cables underneath his flesh were fully exposed to the air now and blood oozed its way between them. The pain in his eyes was great but he did not scream. Kanitah just released a slow and deliberate breath, looking down at his devastated chest. "I may have misinterpereted his ability. If I hadn't had the engine, my body couldn't have taken that."
The rock began falling towards him, there was little chance that he could withstand it striking him. He had hoped to get out of the hole immediately, but survival was the first priority. Letting his legs go limp underneath him the only way to escape an attack when you can't force yourself to move. Is to not move at all. The pundambayan leaned forwards as he fell, letting his body drop into the pit.
[Waking up from a nap intensifies]
Hey, so.
I've been thinking.
And I'm gonna ask everyone which choice I should make.
When I dropped Sukoh, I knew exactly who I was going to use until I sat down and started thinking about which one would be more useful.
So I'll get right to the point.
Should I bring back Keezheekoni, who has knowledge of the MacGuffin.
Or should I bring in a new character.
I've been thinking.
And I'm gonna ask everyone which choice I should make.
When I dropped Sukoh, I knew exactly who I was going to use until I sat down and started thinking about which one would be more useful.
So I'll get right to the point.
Should I bring back Keezheekoni, who has knowledge of the MacGuffin.
Or should I bring in a new character.
*Skins Important and mounts his flesh on a mannequin.*
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