Marcus XVI Member
STATUS: Just because you can have 36 attacks per turn that threaten a crit on a roll of 14+ doesn't mean it's worth doing. 8 yrs ago
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Just because you can have 36 attacks per turn that threaten a crit on a roll of 14+ doesn't mean it's worth doing.
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Purple, because aliens wear red hats.
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Isn't it weird how you can start a private conversation with yourself?
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I'll just leave it here and finish it later, ok. I'd like some suggestions for the fellow's equipment, history and looks.
Name: Toshiro
Alias: Gunsmith 7
Age: 42
Gender: male
Alignment: Technically a Freedom Fighter, Toshiro openly works for both sides.
Skills: Toshiro is very skilled with all sorts of bladed implements - be they throwing knives, daggers or your occasional katana. Admittedly he's even more skilled at keeping all kinds of weapons in the perfect working condition and even making weapons that should be beyond repair back in full operating condition.
He can lie and cheat his way out of nearly any situation - which must be one of the reasons he has managed to live past his 30's.
To the (dis)amusement of those who know the location of his workshop Toshiro is a very skilled harmonica player and humors himself by playing the damn thing nearly where ever he goes.
Powers: Toshiro can break his body in to different parts and move the parts on their own. He can disassemble or reassemble his body in an instant - at the same time healing most of the damage he has suffered. He possesses superhuman speed an agility, being able to lift items weighing up to 1000 kilograms with ease and moving at speeds exceeding mach 1.
The most notable downside to Toshiro's powers comes from the fact that his eyes can't keep up with his own speed. He could easily dodge bullets with his speed, but he'd be leaving himself badly disorientated for a good while - thus he's usually relying on his reforming ability and strenght more than his speed.
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Personality: Toshiro is a quite talkative fellow, he has a knack of befriending people from both sides of the conflict. He's a self admitted liar and a cheat, but he very rarely shares critical information from one side to the other - though occasional slips of the tongue have known to happen.
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Other: Viva la Revolution!
Well hello there! ^^ I hope there is room for an extra spanner to the works of Helios. That being said I'll be posting my CS in a moment.
...Is this a hint of arsenic I'm tasting here?
I'll bring the explosive powder and matches ^^
wild-kitsune said
To be fair, terrible things happen to us regardless of our state of drunkenness.
Is that a nasty piece of foreshadowing? I sense a nasty piece of foreshadowing...
"For fucks sake Garran I'm 35... You call me old one more time I swear I'm going to..." Cadogan had mumbled through gritted teeth before momentarily losing his conciousness. When he came to his wound had been bound - not that it did much since he wasn't able to move the arm or really even feel it. He had been in pain and even more pale than before from the loss of blood.
When he heard of the second place verdict the Great Inventor had taken it surprisingly well - no annoyed tantrums, no wails of disappointment, he had simply fallen silent and just shaken his head slightly - as if he didn't care anymore. When the decision was overruled the white haired man had straightened his back, wiped something from the side of his eye and bowed to the audience in a very dignified manner.
Admittedly he had been in bit of a shock - from both the fact that he had actually won and that he had just lost the use of his arm - the latter did not quite bother him that much, because he had already made plans to rectify the situation. When the rest of the competitors hoisted him to the air he had actually enjoyed himself. He had proven that the title of the Great Inventor had been well earned.
Cadogan hadn't been on a very cheery mood during the celebrations - though he had ingested a really formidable amount of alcohol for someone of his side and had participated in the festivities to the fullest with the others there had just been something about him that had been very un-Cadogan-ish. He had retired relatively early - roughly two hours before sunrise - to the rented workshop of his to make his new plan happen.
What the Great Inventor had in mind could be considered sheer madness to perform on your own, especially when you are absolutely wasted from celebrating your recent victory - still he was very much determined to get it done. Still he had been even more drunk when he had done some of his greatest inventions - or upgrades to other inventions, but whatever - so he wasn't going to let a few bottles of brandy stop him.
When Cadogan began his work he had to admit to himself that working with only one arm would be the part that was by far the most difficult one. Still he continued onward and after several hours he had managed to create a downsized version of the arm of the War Walker - it possessed much more humanlike articulation and all that.
The white haired man smiled slightly as he examined the new arm he had made - he silently admitted that he wasn't skilled enough to properly apply it without dying of blood loss. Cadogan sighed as he glanced at his left arm that still wasn't moving properly. "I'll just ask Garran to cut the damn thing off and maybe Chii could help me with the new arm... that would be nice since she's a good healer and all that..."
He hadn't managed to get any sleep and the hangover just made it worse - as did the still not moving, but really aching arm of his. Cadogan had made his way towards the council building and had spotted Garran there - who in Cadogan's opinion was suffering from a hangover as well, which actually came as a bit of a surprise to the white haired man.
The Great Inventor smiled in a very tired manner as he lifted his right hand "Mornin'." He mumbled and yawned. Cadogan had alteast managed to find himself some fresh clothes and he was obviously carrying something quite heavy in a bag on his back. "So this is going to be the big day we hear if things are going to go smooth or not?" He tilted his head slightly and lowered the bag on the ground. "You want a drink?" Cadogan inquired politely as he pulled a bottle of wine from the bag before closing it again.
When he heard of the second place verdict the Great Inventor had taken it surprisingly well - no annoyed tantrums, no wails of disappointment, he had simply fallen silent and just shaken his head slightly - as if he didn't care anymore. When the decision was overruled the white haired man had straightened his back, wiped something from the side of his eye and bowed to the audience in a very dignified manner.
Admittedly he had been in bit of a shock - from both the fact that he had actually won and that he had just lost the use of his arm - the latter did not quite bother him that much, because he had already made plans to rectify the situation. When the rest of the competitors hoisted him to the air he had actually enjoyed himself. He had proven that the title of the Great Inventor had been well earned.
Cadogan hadn't been on a very cheery mood during the celebrations - though he had ingested a really formidable amount of alcohol for someone of his side and had participated in the festivities to the fullest with the others there had just been something about him that had been very un-Cadogan-ish. He had retired relatively early - roughly two hours before sunrise - to the rented workshop of his to make his new plan happen.
What the Great Inventor had in mind could be considered sheer madness to perform on your own, especially when you are absolutely wasted from celebrating your recent victory - still he was very much determined to get it done. Still he had been even more drunk when he had done some of his greatest inventions - or upgrades to other inventions, but whatever - so he wasn't going to let a few bottles of brandy stop him.
When Cadogan began his work he had to admit to himself that working with only one arm would be the part that was by far the most difficult one. Still he continued onward and after several hours he had managed to create a downsized version of the arm of the War Walker - it possessed much more humanlike articulation and all that.
The white haired man smiled slightly as he examined the new arm he had made - he silently admitted that he wasn't skilled enough to properly apply it without dying of blood loss. Cadogan sighed as he glanced at his left arm that still wasn't moving properly. "I'll just ask Garran to cut the damn thing off and maybe Chii could help me with the new arm... that would be nice since she's a good healer and all that..."
He hadn't managed to get any sleep and the hangover just made it worse - as did the still not moving, but really aching arm of his. Cadogan had made his way towards the council building and had spotted Garran there - who in Cadogan's opinion was suffering from a hangover as well, which actually came as a bit of a surprise to the white haired man.
The Great Inventor smiled in a very tired manner as he lifted his right hand "Mornin'." He mumbled and yawned. Cadogan had alteast managed to find himself some fresh clothes and he was obviously carrying something quite heavy in a bag on his back. "So this is going to be the big day we hear if things are going to go smooth or not?" He tilted his head slightly and lowered the bag on the ground. "You want a drink?" Cadogan inquired politely as he pulled a bottle of wine from the bag before closing it again.
Oh! WK-Sama you wonderful wonderful posting machine! I could hug you! ^w^
I'm just excited to get us back on track again.
Ok, I'll be the first one to admit that I really liked Tearstone's explanation of it better.
Well... guess Calter could be a part of the extraction team since he's not going to be that much help in the battle...
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