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Innocence Lost: Space Western Science Fantasy (Temporarily Open Again!)

@Stern Algorithm, Perhaps an answer from Legion to fill up the time?

Innocence Lost: Space Western Science Fantasy (Temporarily Open Again!)

Innocence Lost - GM Post

John nodded, "Divide and Conquer. Judging from the wreck's layout, as well as the general engineering of the current class of Prison Transport, we'll be expecting the Ascendancy to concentrate their remaining forces on the large hole where the farmers' loaned Anti-Orbital Railgun had pierced the ship. But all over the vessel there are smaller openings from the impact and the explosions. Some are at the back, some are at the front, but point is that we technically have countless initial entryways into the ship." A pause. "I've selected one of the old hangar bays as our insertion point; it is far enough from the main enemy forces that they won't think we're diverting them, while at the same time close enough to actually divert them."

The nearby airlocks opened, letting in fresh air and sunlight. John spoke again, saying, "Oh, by the way, Eldrid's joining the infilitration team on the condition that he enchant himself with Stella's 'bend light' spell."

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Snow Cecil sensed it: Runes. He was fast losing sight of several sections of the ship; it was clear that the elite fighters who were entering in were not to be underestimated. As for the Ascendancy Loyalist, he hadn't seemed to move yet, but once he did, Snow would have to fear his coming. That guy was an unlikely factor, one who can sway the coming campaign into conclusions both likely and unlikely.

Looking at his Tayanen Escorts as he went through the ship, his foreknowledge allowing him to evade the patrols of the guards, he thought of his contingency in case he met the Loyalist first: My rank and my mission; both of which would justify my actions in his eyes... Hopefully.

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Imprisoned in a chamber of hypersteel with his AI Core disconnected from any electronics, Realist was left with nothing to do but wait, growing slowly bored without the input of new data. Or at least, that was the plan. But said core was an experimental model, made of Perfected Electrum, and his circuits flowed with magical energy, not just electricity. While he can be reprogrammed through mundane means, he knew that what Ascendancy High Command wanted was to know the full details of his treason; full details that would devestate the Ascendancy if they fell into the wrong hands.

Problem was, there were multiple sets of wrong hands, and someone would get the idea that perhaps it was just best to kill him off rather than risk him revealing what he knew to... Anyone. So Realist would wait, wait for either rescue or death to arrive. As the white-gold sphere that made up its core sat on a pedestal - said white-gold sphere can only be pierced with the best weapons in the Sector - it made its decision.

Compile Simulation. It weighed together what factors it knew, factors defined by what it had found out about each faction's agenda. The results were: There was a 30% chance of an outcome beneficial to both Humanity and Aliens, 30% chance of an outcome beneficial to Humanity alone, another 30% chance of Humanity being screwed over, and 10% chance of civilization as a whole being destroyed.

All in all, a 60% chance of something acceptable for him to happen...

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Eldrid Cole - Temporary NPC

Eldrid Cole walked up to Stella, his hooded cape swishing artificially as he said, "Hey, Stella; I'm joining the infilitration team! Yes, I know that my makeup and attire are loud, but I can more than make up for that with enchantments, especially if I'm allowed to enchant my cloak with your invisibility spell. That and I can enchant you and Reisus with free flight spells as well!"

A pause. "Also, John, on the way, allowed me to enchant my own eyeshadow with Supernal Vision! Aint that great?"

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Our Children of the Thassalocracy

@Letter BeeSolid passive aggressive start. Just join. Yeesh.

@The Wyrm

I put my foot in my mouth again, didn't I?

Edit: I apologize. I just didn't know whether you hated/disliked me or not.

Our Children of the Thassalocracy

I might join if everyone else is fine with me being a part of the RP. If not, well, that's all right as well.

Innocence Lost: Space Western Science Fantasy (Temporarily Open Again!)

Innocence Lost - Not GM Post

Natasha Zhang wasn't used to pondering, but that didn't mean she was stupid; she knew what Legion was asking. In fact, she had been pondering the AI's questions herself. With a sigh, her reply was, "It's different enough, Legion; similar, but different to what the Ascendancy did. Like it or not, these kids obviously suffered a lot in the 'Secret Regiments', and only through confronting what hurt them in the first place can they overcome their troubles. That, and the fact is that they consented to this; they were willing to throw themselves back in the meat-grinder against people who hurt them." A sigh. "But I have to admit, this entire business is skeevy."

A pause after that, "But here's a deal; if these kids aren't good at what they do, we take them back to wherever they came from. Is that fair, Legion?"

@Stern Algorithm

Re: Zero: The High Council

Ashton Andrews and Flame Brooks

Flame's admiration of Alistair grew all the more as the latter was accepting of who and what he is, but wallowing in said admiration was not the wisest thing; there could still be setbacks for the group as time marched on. And said setbacks were these: The city was under lockdown, the authorities were trying to hunt down bandits and cultists, and their new allies were risking themselves in order to help them. But why? It didn't make sense that people would risk themselves just because their group seemed harmless. He then leaned to Ashton, asking in a whisper, "Who's Mono? Some sort of high official?"

Ashton wasn't stupid enough to betray his foreknowledge of who Mono was, and so he whispered back, "We can talk about this later, when we're safer." A pause, as he said more openly, "Flame, you're more perceptive than I am. What should we do next?"

Flame said, "I know you'd think this out-of-character for me, but I think we should get permits, then work for Doctor Donovan; best of both worlds." It was then that he recalled Alistair's reaction to the Doctor and his offer of help, and he guessed the rich kid's most likely choice. His next words were, "Thank you for everything, Mr. Archibald, but it seems that I and Ashton will be getting permits. We'll be going to the Doctor after that, though."

Ashton was surprised, but also knew that Flame was smart; as smart as he is in some respects. "You've learned to trust people more, I see." A smile of joyous approval from the brown-haired boy. "I'm glad."

Flame smiled as well, then gently tugged Ashton to where Aer was. "So, miss adventurer -"

Ashton interrupted, "Her name is Aer Pacifica."

Flame nodded and said, "Miss Pacifica, I think we're just about ready for you and your..." He seemed to notice Wisp for the first time, "Cat-friend to go get permits. After that, we'd like to meet up with Doctor Donovan once more. If it's possible, of course."

It was also then that he realized his mistake, his mistake in allowing the former 'Alistair Group' to abandon the female monk and her companion. At that time, there seemed to be nothing else they could have done, but just because a mistake can be seen with hindsight does not stop it from being a mistake.

"Also," Flame shared to everyone within earshot, "We must be wary of anyone in the attire of warrior monks. In an earlier run, we saw two of them fight a huge demon beast while we ran away. Then three Knights in armor came." He didn't add that those knights had killed him and Alistair before. "We should beware of them as well." A glance at Ashton, "Also, we should keep out of actual Cultists; do not seek them out."

Ashton nodded at that.

Above the Wastes - A Mad Max style RP with airships

After some review, it turns out that I am not as interested in this RP as I thought I was.

I hope the rest of you have fun, though; I like you guys and your characters!

Above the Wastes - A Mad Max style RP with airships

Above the Wastes - Sarah Steel

Sarah smiled as she received a very flattering comment from the female mercenary, taking a glance to briefly check her out as she said, "You're attractive as well, but I'm currently looking for a husband to continue my family. After that, though..."

A bit of flirty banter, before she chuckled, hoping to give the impression that she wasn't actually serious... Much. These people are dangerous, so she had to project an air of untouchability. Then the female mercenary left, and it all went downhill as Misha outright refused her and the Adept's offers. Sarah was tempted to be outraged, but decided to wait for the mechanic girl to say anything.

Then it turned out that said mechanic girl was turning her request down as well. So Sarah just sighed, and said, "I see."

Scanning Misha with her eyes, Sarah knew that the man was ironclad in his desire to keep her out of the ship. And if the mechanic girl was going along with him. This was going to be difficult...

Innocence Lost: Space Western Science Fantasy (Temporarily Open Again!)

@Gentlemanvaultboy@Starlance@Bartimaeus@Stern Algorithm@Crowvette@KillamriX88@The Jest@CriticalHit:

I nerfed John's 'Ignition of Liquid Light' power!

Innocence Lost: Space Western Science Fantasy (Temporarily Open Again!)

Innocence Lost

Natasha Zhang slowly piloted the ship to just behind a set of hills; any reasonably-skilled soldier could see her ship through a scope, so that meant they had to move fast. As the Xuanxang landed on a flat clearing, Natasha spoke to the others through the ship's speakers while pressing the buttons to open the ship doors and landing platforms, "All right, people; let's begin the operation. Two teams head towards the Ascendancy's wreck; one decoy and one infilitration. Kelan and I will reinforce the teams once the effort meets a certain point, while Legion maintains the ship. If there is a God, may they be with us. If there isn't, let us be with one another."

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John Green was already moving to meet Rachel and Orky; the former had been selected for the decoy team by Kelan and Legion, while the latter fit the role of 'distraction' by default. Once he reached the decoys' appointed place close to the airlocks, he would nod at the two, before saying: "This ought to be a routine extraction mission; nothing we haven't done before. But just in case it isn't; we crossed a line when we chose to come back and fight against the Ascendancy." A sigh, "Some may call us traitors; we definitely are that. But one thing we are not are cowards. So if the unexpected happens, keep a clear head."

Hypocrite, a voice sounded inside his thoughts. You've half-assed this plan and led other kids to their deaths. Troubled now, the young man shook his head slightly, before saying, "Here's a reminder of my powers and Rachel's; I can see all magic, condense my own Mana into magical fluid set said putty on fire that inflicts damage that cannot be healed by magic on other Magi and magical creatures but burns like ordinary heat with ordinary targets, and transform myself into said fluid. Rachel meanwhile can extract information from minds and move things without touching them and also set things on fire. So, two damage-dealers." Looking at Orky, he then continued, "But the plan will be useless without you; I can't take much damage."

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Snow Cecil thought he knew everything. After all, he had invested in finding out as much about this situation as he can. What was this situation, exactly? Well, let's just say that a grand total of three hostile parties were converging on the Circle of Hell's wreckage; one an Ascendancy minion - an unfortunate loyalist who seriously believed that President-for-Life Emmanuel was Humanity's chosen representative - while the others were the crew of the Xuanxang - Lovable Knaves and Not-so-Lovable Fools with no vision for Humanity beyond revenge - and the last... The last were trouble; a group of... Fighters that were among the best in the Sector.

And then there was himself; he needed to get to Realist and manipulate events in his favor before everything went to hell. Fortunately, behind the Circle of Hell's wreck was a destroyed hill whose rubble he can be carried up to, allowing him a backdoor into the cavernous ruined vessel, a vessel four times the Xunanxang's size. And so, the young boy, with a gesture, signalled his two escorts to carry him as they prepared to sneak in through the back of the ship. Said escorts, enclosed in metal shells that disguised them as AI/Robots, gently lifted him up as they made their way through a loosened section of metal plating, before setting down the boy and wrenching the metal plate apart.

Then, Snow and his two Tayanen escorts made their way in, the former using his network of enchanted items that had been traded inside by unknowing prison staff beforehand - mundane items like toothrbushes, fridges, and cuffs. These items had sensory spells woven into them, allowing him to know everything. Everything. Or did it?

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