Well, I'm in. I foresee an exploration of literally everything. I'm one of those players who stops and read all the codex entries and then forget what I was doing when I play Dragon Age and the like.
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What is the truth of magic? Is it really evil, or is that just what people believe?
Do feel free to invite others, or if you're reading this and not already involved, go ahead and apply if you want. There's still room for plenty more and I have a few ideas for getting newcomers involved.
Also, I'm leaving Brittany and Tina to you @RumikoOhara. They're your characters to grow, interact, or remove as you see fit. Unless you'd rather not.
Also, I'm leaving Brittany and Tina to you @RumikoOhara. They're your characters to grow, interact, or remove as you see fit. Unless you'd rather not.
Daz pulled himself into a sitting position as others began to arrive. There were so few of them...
Cursing under his breath, but knowing he had to help despite how sore and tired he was, Daz scuttled the short distance to the man's side. He was bleeding heavily, and the woman who'd called for help was attempting to staunch the bleeding as best she could. Luckily the man seemed to regain consciousness, and a sense of out of place humor that tempted Daz to tape the man's mouth shut, not that it would help given he was also telepathic.
Daz mentally began taking stock off them. There were six of them in all, two young girls who'd been all but dragged from the facility by a woman about Daz's age; Brittany, Tina, and Bunny. He plucked their names straight from their own minds, perhaps the easiest thing to do with his powers, and then turned to the other two. Both Lucas and Alisha were around his age, and a little worse for wear, though it was obvious by the bruising that Lucas had had a close quarters run in.
What do you need? He asked them telepathically. He didn't have the slightest idea how to treat a gun shot wound, the best he could come up with was to see if the bullet was still in and then get it out if it was, but he was likely to do more damage if he tried himself so he held his tongue. Don't suppose anyone knows a doctor? He posed half joking and half serious, it was unlikely but he would gladly cheer an affirmative answer. Yuck, this was not going to be fun.
"Hey can you hear me open your eyes. I need you to wake up! Hey look at me." She said earnestly to him. Telepathically she called out to the other Deves around her 'Need some help over here, if you can manage.'
Cursing under his breath, but knowing he had to help despite how sore and tired he was, Daz scuttled the short distance to the man's side. He was bleeding heavily, and the woman who'd called for help was attempting to staunch the bleeding as best she could. Luckily the man seemed to regain consciousness, and a sense of out of place humor that tempted Daz to tape the man's mouth shut, not that it would help given he was also telepathic.
Daz mentally began taking stock off them. There were six of them in all, two young girls who'd been all but dragged from the facility by a woman about Daz's age; Brittany, Tina, and Bunny. He plucked their names straight from their own minds, perhaps the easiest thing to do with his powers, and then turned to the other two. Both Lucas and Alisha were around his age, and a little worse for wear, though it was obvious by the bruising that Lucas had had a close quarters run in.
What do you need? He asked them telepathically. He didn't have the slightest idea how to treat a gun shot wound, the best he could come up with was to see if the bullet was still in and then get it out if it was, but he was likely to do more damage if he tried himself so he held his tongue. Don't suppose anyone knows a doctor? He posed half joking and half serious, it was unlikely but he would gladly cheer an affirmative answer. Yuck, this was not going to be fun.
@PrettyWalrus Oh, well if he's going to pull it out himself I wont bother then. xD
@PrettyWalrus Did the bullet go all the way through?
Daz stumbled, his foot catching a loose stone, and toppled to the ground. His teeth clapped together painfully and a large stone bruised his shoulder. He scrambled to his feet, not even waiting to catch his breath, and spun back to face his pursuers. Running would be foolish now that he had lagged behind, best to use this chance while he had it. His mind tore into one of the snatcher's, the attack noticeable even to the man's mundane brain. He pulled information like a vampire pulled blood, delving deep and taking lots.
The reason their powers were dampened were due to interference by running water, a weakness Daz hadn't even known he had. This building was owned by The Geonova Corp, a name that meant nothing to him, and the leader of the corporation was a man surnamed Whittemore who was very much aware of the Deviants. The Deves' chasers were on the verge of giving up because the escapees were almost far enough away to teleport unhindered. Accompanying that last tidbit of information was a memory of a map of Toketee Falls, a red line of sharpie marking the range of the dampening effect, the fastest of Daz's comrades were almost past that line. He also became aware of where their possessions were being kept, or rather, not kept as the case was; they were piled into a van in transit to be disposed of discretely. Wallets, odd trinkets, clothes, everything.
But for now he just needed was a place to go, these people knew his name after all, he was most certainly not going home and leading them to his friends and family. Daz dived back into the man's mind, locating a place even the weakest, most exhausted of them could reach. A city large enough to hide in and preferably hard to reach, but as it turns out Toketee Falls was quite remote, in the middle of a National Forest in fact. Their best hope was the city of Roseburg to the west, but there was a road nearby that led straight there, the city of Eugene to the north west would have been better, but it was far enough away that Daz doubted the most worn of them would reach it. Roseburg it was then. He ripped an image of an alley behind a hotel from the man's mind, along with images of nearby locations in all directions just in case. He then projected the image to the other Deves in the area and took of at a sprint, mustering enough energy for a small port closer to the edge of the Falls' effect zone.
Daz had only stood still for a few seconds, but that was enough for the chasers to have noticed and then shot him. That hadn't happened though, his mental attack had distracted them, and then another had intervened as well, a log had bowled over a few of them, giving Daz just enough time to raid a mind and run for it.
Unfortunately his small port was blind and he reappeared over a creek, landing in it with a splash. The chilly water was like daggers in his skin. He climbed from the creak soaking wet, breathing hard, and bleeding slightly from a scrape on his knees. Daz's back had been splattered with blood earlier, during those first rounds of gunfire, but by now his front was splattered as well, and the stiff white pants they'd given him did nothing to hide the stain leaking from his leg now. Huffing and puffing, Daz at last scrambled over the invisible line and disappeared with an odd rumbling sound not unlike thunder. He landed on his back in the alley, taking a moment just to lay there and catch his breath.
@RumikoOhara
Daz's steady influx of information would reach Bunny and her two charges easily, he was not so far away from them that his telepathic ability was becoming at all distorted. Occasionally emotions would slip through the connection as well; fear, anger, frustration, and brief bouts of triumph followed promptly by a new piece of intel. Normally emotions didn't transfer along with thoughts, but Daz was a better telepath than most and his range extended to emotions as well.
@PrettyWalrus
Lucas was a bit further from Daz, a bit behind him, so the telepath's words were a bit muffled and faint due to the nearby Falls. The image of a dark alley in a place called Roseburg, as well as a map of the Falls' dampening range, were readily available though.
@Emma
Alisha was a bit further from Daz, ahead instead of behind him, she would experience similar telepathic communication problems as Lucas, but again the two most important parts of information made it through. She might even already be safely across the line and able to teleport by then.
The reason their powers were dampened were due to interference by running water, a weakness Daz hadn't even known he had. This building was owned by The Geonova Corp, a name that meant nothing to him, and the leader of the corporation was a man surnamed Whittemore who was very much aware of the Deviants. The Deves' chasers were on the verge of giving up because the escapees were almost far enough away to teleport unhindered. Accompanying that last tidbit of information was a memory of a map of Toketee Falls, a red line of sharpie marking the range of the dampening effect, the fastest of Daz's comrades were almost past that line. He also became aware of where their possessions were being kept, or rather, not kept as the case was; they were piled into a van in transit to be disposed of discretely. Wallets, odd trinkets, clothes, everything.
But for now he just needed was a place to go, these people knew his name after all, he was most certainly not going home and leading them to his friends and family. Daz dived back into the man's mind, locating a place even the weakest, most exhausted of them could reach. A city large enough to hide in and preferably hard to reach, but as it turns out Toketee Falls was quite remote, in the middle of a National Forest in fact. Their best hope was the city of Roseburg to the west, but there was a road nearby that led straight there, the city of Eugene to the north west would have been better, but it was far enough away that Daz doubted the most worn of them would reach it. Roseburg it was then. He ripped an image of an alley behind a hotel from the man's mind, along with images of nearby locations in all directions just in case. He then projected the image to the other Deves in the area and took of at a sprint, mustering enough energy for a small port closer to the edge of the Falls' effect zone.
Daz had only stood still for a few seconds, but that was enough for the chasers to have noticed and then shot him. That hadn't happened though, his mental attack had distracted them, and then another had intervened as well, a log had bowled over a few of them, giving Daz just enough time to raid a mind and run for it.
Unfortunately his small port was blind and he reappeared over a creek, landing in it with a splash. The chilly water was like daggers in his skin. He climbed from the creak soaking wet, breathing hard, and bleeding slightly from a scrape on his knees. Daz's back had been splattered with blood earlier, during those first rounds of gunfire, but by now his front was splattered as well, and the stiff white pants they'd given him did nothing to hide the stain leaking from his leg now. Huffing and puffing, Daz at last scrambled over the invisible line and disappeared with an odd rumbling sound not unlike thunder. He landed on his back in the alley, taking a moment just to lay there and catch his breath.
@RumikoOhara
Daz's steady influx of information would reach Bunny and her two charges easily, he was not so far away from them that his telepathic ability was becoming at all distorted. Occasionally emotions would slip through the connection as well; fear, anger, frustration, and brief bouts of triumph followed promptly by a new piece of intel. Normally emotions didn't transfer along with thoughts, but Daz was a better telepath than most and his range extended to emotions as well.
@PrettyWalrus
Lucas was a bit further from Daz, a bit behind him, so the telepath's words were a bit muffled and faint due to the nearby Falls. The image of a dark alley in a place called Roseburg, as well as a map of the Falls' dampening range, were readily available though.
@Emma
Alisha was a bit further from Daz, ahead instead of behind him, she would experience similar telepathic communication problems as Lucas, but again the two most important parts of information made it through. She might even already be safely across the line and able to teleport by then.
It would make sense that Deves would have some kind of defense against each others powers, like sensing telekinetic attacks, deflecting mental probes, or sensing incoming nearby portations. Obviously those with specializations will excel more in their sphere, in both defense and offense. Telepath Deves would be a bit more subtle, but that applies to mundanes, to other Deves it'd be more of a power thing, if a Deve was trying to keep a telepath out of their head then they might could brute force their way into obtaining whatever information they want, but the Deves don't have a lot of reason to distrust each other at the moment.
As for recognizing each other, they kind of already do that on instinct. They just know. There's a kind of psychic presence they just notice.
The whole telepathy thing is most probably passive at this point, just unconsciously stretched out, but not actually focused on reading thoughts until it's deemed important.
As for recognizing each other, they kind of already do that on instinct. They just know. There's a kind of psychic presence they just notice.
The whole telepathy thing is most probably passive at this point, just unconsciously stretched out, but not actually focused on reading thoughts until it's deemed important.
That's the idea yes, the initial group is escapees. We're down to... I'm not sure how many. xD There's the two girls with Bunny, the four PCs, and there was the surviving twin from your post, but he may be dead now???? We'll be meeting any other PCs later outside the compound, which wont be many posts longer. We'll see what happens after the escape and how we can integrate the new players. It wouldn't be especially hard since the PCs have family and at least Daz has one Deve contact that can put new PCs in touch with the others. All it takes is for someone to mention something about the Deves and then they could seek them out fairly easily.
Sorry that took so long, at first I was waiting for Lucas, but then we had some weird weather and the internet had a fit about it so w/e.
And I did the color thing! :p No idea if I'm doing it right or not, but there I did it anyway. ^^
@Emma Excellent first post, just go be a badass and smash some doors down with your mind. No big deal. :D
And I did the color thing! :p No idea if I'm doing it right or not, but there I did it anyway. ^^
@Emma Excellent first post, just go be a badass and smash some doors down with your mind. No big deal. :D
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