NytefallAlphakoka said
We need someone who has this as a theme song:
When not in battle, that's a perfect theme song for Daeh Nolem.
Or Manias.
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When not in battle, that's a perfect theme song for Daeh Nolem.
Or Manias.
NewSun said
I was also agreeing, I just have a weird way of doing it.
You do.
NewSun said
doesn't sound like seduction to me, rather 'i'm in the middle of dying but you're important enough for me to risk death to get you to stay because I know you were picked by a god' But that's just me.
I agree, hence the reductio ad absurdum.
NewSun said
Also let's not forget she's making a valid point. Female characters aren't always seductive ones. Barbarians.
Woman being nice to me! SHE MUST BE TRYING TO SEDUCE ME! EMEGARD
The Clockwork Man considered the offer for a short while; even as he sat there wondering if night would draw in before the ship was anything near capable of flight. The Broken Ones would be reactivating soon, plaguing the Scrap-fields to scourge it clean of life.
“You look capable enough.” He said finally, realising that his growing need for the companionship of something other than his own creation was outweighing his otherwise logical mind. Though he felt no real emotion anymore, the Clockwork Man was still keenly aware that he could go mad, if he hadn’t already, and that had to be avoided at all costs if he ever wanted to achieve his ultimate goals. It was strange that the human, wearing equipment which the Clockwork Man had already judged was incredibly formidable and advanced technologically, would still be willing to sign up for a task he had no knowledge of. It suggested a confidence, which could be justified, or could be dangerous. What the Clockwork Man had also observed however was that there was nothing to suggest the human had anywhere near the capabilities of flying the ship he was sat beneath, neither the technology nor the knowledge. With time perhaps, it would be possible, but by then he could very well be dead. The Clockwork Man was also reliant on the human knowing this, for his own protection.
“I will be leaving when the ship’s navigational and operative systems are re-engaged. More specifically, I expect the ship to be ready in two hours at most.”
The Clockwork Man watched the sun tracing a graceful arc towards the horizon, knowing that time was running out.
“Unfortunately, we do not have that long. When night falls, mechanical constructs will assault this position. If you wish to travel with me, you’ll have to earn it I’m afraid.” The Clockwork Man looked as apologetic as an expressionless robot can, as he returned to his silent contemplation.
“You look capable enough.” He said finally, realising that his growing need for the companionship of something other than his own creation was outweighing his otherwise logical mind. Though he felt no real emotion anymore, the Clockwork Man was still keenly aware that he could go mad, if he hadn’t already, and that had to be avoided at all costs if he ever wanted to achieve his ultimate goals. It was strange that the human, wearing equipment which the Clockwork Man had already judged was incredibly formidable and advanced technologically, would still be willing to sign up for a task he had no knowledge of. It suggested a confidence, which could be justified, or could be dangerous. What the Clockwork Man had also observed however was that there was nothing to suggest the human had anywhere near the capabilities of flying the ship he was sat beneath, neither the technology nor the knowledge. With time perhaps, it would be possible, but by then he could very well be dead. The Clockwork Man was also reliant on the human knowing this, for his own protection.
“I will be leaving when the ship’s navigational and operative systems are re-engaged. More specifically, I expect the ship to be ready in two hours at most.”
The Clockwork Man watched the sun tracing a graceful arc towards the horizon, knowing that time was running out.
“Unfortunately, we do not have that long. When night falls, mechanical constructs will assault this position. If you wish to travel with me, you’ll have to earn it I’m afraid.” The Clockwork Man looked as apologetic as an expressionless robot can, as he returned to his silent contemplation.
Tantalum said
Right. Sheets are almost done, so my pair of space-faring fish-people should finally be joining this soonish. Whether I'll actually be active is another thing, but by tomorrow I'll know how busy my next couple weeks will end up being.
Valeric said
T-t-t-tanta. Hello! Long time no see. I thought you were gone. Eheh.EDEET: If anybody was wondering I have this subscribed and lurk sometimes... just not into joining an arena RP right now.
Team Fury re-union perhaps?
;D
Well, in theory my Clockwork Spider could destroy the mech on its own.
Unless it has protection from parasitic metals.
Unless it has protection from parasitic metals.
You know, Arty and the Clockwork Man are similar in a lot of ways. I hope things work out so they can be allies at least, they'd make a good pair.
The Clockwork Man was relatively taken aback, though upon further inspection he was fairly quickly able to identify how the human knew about the spider working in secret below them.
“I understand.” The Clockwork Man said in reply, his hand moving slowly to the pistol he had holstered, there was no harm in being cautious. “But I don’t trust you.” Though his actions seemed slow and deliberate at best, the Automaton’s mind was working at a fair rate of knots. George Elmore, the scientist who had become the metallic man known as the Clockwork Man today, still retained all of his old smarts, albeit in a more abstract form than before. Even without a brain to case it his formidable mind could be brought to bear on situations such as these.
Another few precious moments passed between them, regardless of if the human deemed to reply to the potential slight of his comment, or if he would acknowledge the fair statement made by the Clockwork Man, the automaton would continue.
“I admit, I’m going to use this ship to leave the planet, but I have something to do out there.” He nodded rather generally towards the sky. “It will be dangerous, and I don’t have time to drop off passengers.”
He dropped his head back to the hard structure behind him with a dull clank, and stared up at the clouds.
“You might be better off taking your chances with the portal.” He said finally, allowing more wistful silence to prevail on what could be a record breaking drawn out and chilled conversation.
“I understand.” The Clockwork Man said in reply, his hand moving slowly to the pistol he had holstered, there was no harm in being cautious. “But I don’t trust you.” Though his actions seemed slow and deliberate at best, the Automaton’s mind was working at a fair rate of knots. George Elmore, the scientist who had become the metallic man known as the Clockwork Man today, still retained all of his old smarts, albeit in a more abstract form than before. Even without a brain to case it his formidable mind could be brought to bear on situations such as these.
Another few precious moments passed between them, regardless of if the human deemed to reply to the potential slight of his comment, or if he would acknowledge the fair statement made by the Clockwork Man, the automaton would continue.
“I admit, I’m going to use this ship to leave the planet, but I have something to do out there.” He nodded rather generally towards the sky. “It will be dangerous, and I don’t have time to drop off passengers.”
He dropped his head back to the hard structure behind him with a dull clank, and stared up at the clouds.
“You might be better off taking your chances with the portal.” He said finally, allowing more wistful silence to prevail on what could be a record breaking drawn out and chilled conversation.
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Jaldoa had some significant distance to cover to reach Chester after he zoomed away, and then got blasted even further away from the magic. I might have overstated the distance a bit, but I think you also read him as being in a tree. That wasn't technically true, but I just rolled with it.
Honestly, your Vertex's weren't always easy for me to visualize, just an issue with that sort of an attack I suppose. However, Jaldoa is in essence an ambush fighter, it made logical sense for him to run away after the conflict wore on for any length of time.
Jaldoa had some significant distance to cover to reach Chester after he zoomed away, and then got blasted even further away from the magic. I might have overstated the distance a bit, but I think you also read him as being in a tree. That wasn't technically true, but I just rolled with it.
Honestly, your Vertex's weren't always easy for me to visualize, just an issue with that sort of an attack I suppose. However, Jaldoa is in essence an ambush fighter, it made logical sense for him to run away after the conflict wore on for any length of time.
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