PlatinumSkink

Pokémon: Start

@Rune_Alchemist Yupp. Nicely posted. I'm amused. Now to consider how I'll respond.

That said, I will post with/in 24 hours. @Pink Madness, will you do anything that might prevent Dawkin from using the Escape Rope on account of reacting to your action or should he vanish so you can react to that or the Amethyst's reactions?

The Final Hazard

‘Eeep!’ Amelie made a little startled noise as the stock collapsed, and she almost panicked that she was about to lose some fingers when she realized it was just drifting in wonky gravity. She was desperately trying to put it back in place when the car arrived and that stopped mattering. She had fled, rather than tried to do anything when the grenade was thrown. And, as she turned back after the explosion, eyes wide and breathing heavily…

_{'You could have stopped him, you wretched little witch.'}

@Terminal

Amelie flinched, hearing the voice. She thought back on what had just happened, and realized she hadn’t even considered it. A shill went through her, as she thought of being blamed for what had happened.

‘I-I’m sorry…! I didn’t think he’d…! I wasn’t…! I panicked…!’ She tried to explain to the voice, feeling very uncomfortable. Amelie eyed Donny with fear, not brave enough to raise an objection like the others but definitely afraid he’d decide she was next. The cover of her cloak was gone, without it she didn’t feel as safe despite the negligible amount of protection the cloak actually gave her. She felt exposed.

… It was getting hot. Amelie felt vulnerable. She saw the boy she had previously brought back to the ground @mdk run at the gunman @Doc Doctor. ‘… Don’t do that, you’ll get killed.’ Amelie uttered as she created a Redirection Orb in between them, and if either Luca ran through it or Donny struck back, she’d turn the movement to that person’s left. So the boy could calm down when redirected so he wasn’t running at the gunman, hopefully.

After that, Amelie decided she didn’t have more to do with that, and was going to try to recover the guy who was blown away. She’d attempt to create a new Redirection Orb, dropping the previous one, to get the guy to drift back down to the ground. Still holding the submachine gun as she hopefully managed to redirect him down towards the ground, she’d ask a few questions.

‘Why did you come here? … Why did WE come here?’ She asked, hoping this wasn’t just an elaborate trick of Penny’s, but it could be. Everything seemed pretty magic… That is, she only would ask the questions if she was actually able to pull him back down. Otherwise, she’d just lament her inability to make a difference.

TTL: The Final Hazard OOC

@Cruallassar Amelie is not counting on being able to reload, she just wants to take advantage of the bullets currently in it. Haha. Anyways, noted.

@Terminal ... Should I take that those words were written in the same color that it was spoken in her voice or something? I realize I've been able to read everyone else's words just fine without color, now that you used it there, but it doesn't actually precisely say where the voice came from. The only logical explanation is that he responded to her with that, but... ... ... ... That's not clear at all. Huh. Heh. Well. I can work with that, regardless. Haha.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

@Crossfire Okay. I do think I'll still be depending on you for what I mind-read out of the miner, though. I don't know what he knows.

Also, are there any weaknesses in the armor that Lataniva can exploit? Any at all? Otherwise, using psionics to make them aim at each other will do, buuut... heh.

@Turbowraith And you... you don't want to be found by Lataniva. She has orders to leave no survivors. You're a survivor. Hahaha.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

So, the dagger Lataniva obviously thrust straight through the leg of the target. With the unnatural speed combined with a combat-knife’s sharpness cracked in and fell the target, prohibiting continued escape. Lataniva ran after, absent-mindedly pulling the dagger out again with psionic powers, making it fly out of the wound and back into her hand to be pocketed again, blood and all. Then, the miner having dropped forward from the movement, Lataniva jumped and drove her knees into his back, keeping him in place by placing her halberd at his neck.

‘Keep still.’

She unhelpfully told the injured being as she placed a hand on his head and started doing her thing.

Now, a crash-course in how Dalentian mind-reading works. Memory is signals from very specific atoms in the mind, and Dalentians can turn that into a picture for their own viewing in their own head. However, they need somewhere to start from, or the mind is just a tangled mess. The keyword this time was pretty easy.

Helsin Station

Immediately upon imbuing the word, the memories associated with the station lighted up in the victim’s head. A mental picture of the station appeared, and Lataniva could sense the sparks of memory lighting up. Then… first things first, she cross-checked the memory of Helsin Station with Federation Outpost, and oversaw what came up. Memories associated with both would come up, and Lataniva would learn if there was a connection… if the miner knew, obviously. She couldn’t read a connection that the miner didn’t have.

She then went ahead and read for a cross-check between Helsin Station and Secrets, forcing the miner to recall any secrets they were trying to keep here. Also, she made him recall the people in charge, as well as the location of any control-rooms and otherwise the geography of the station as the miner knew it, and where those miners were currently fleeing. Perhaps also a little about what kind of security they had here, and if he had any passwords in his mind that she would have use of.

Of course, there was the possibility the miner didn’t know anything. Then this was a waste of time.

Then… she heard the call about Federation troops. Depending on what she might have leached out of the miner’s head, this may or may not have surprised her. Regardless, she smirked, for these definitely knew more than the miner did.

‘Troops. I can handle such.’

Not even bothering to finish off the miner bleeding out underneath her, Lataniva dashed at the doorway with halberd prepared. It didn’t even matter to her if they aimed for her. She could dodge their fire, shifting her weight back and forth in ways that would make one ask why she was wearing armor, her psionic awareness making her aware of where they were aiming. Even if she found that there were any blasts she couldn’t avoid, she’d simply use her psionic telekinesis to push their weapon-arms aside, making them aim at walls or even their allies.

If the full-body armor had any weak points in the slightest, some place that wasn’t entirely protected where limbs were to move, Lataniva would see it and slice or stab at it with her halberd. Close combat did not mean loss of awareness of surrounding enemies to her as it did to others, chaos and confusion would be her ally as she charged right in at them.

Pokémon: Start

@Joshua Tamashii Ah. I should have anticipated that question. Haha. Well. Very well. Nicely posted.

TTL: The Final Hazard OOC

Had my post already written. Then suddenly, new post. Had to add a small extra bit at the end there to flee. And that's assuming the gun doesn't petrify her on touch. Hahahaha.

Wonder how good the aim of someone who's never fired one of these is? I'd wager extremely poor, and they'll likely be overcome by recoil. I have no idea, I've never held one of those either. ... Hahahaha.

The Final Hazard

Amelie breathed out after having brought the boy back to the safe flat surface, relieved by her success. Okay, so good things first, it seemed like the sphere above their heads hadn’t killed anyone after leaving the car. Sensible, why would people be living beneath murder-spheres? … That said, if that’s the case, then why did it lash out against the lightning-rod? ...

First things first. She didn’t know what those guns were, but Penny had promised her death and Amelie was taking any advantage she could get. She hurried over and picked up one of the submachine guns that the two grunts had been carrying, doing her best to not look at the corpses as she fished the gun up and kept her fingers off the trigger.

‘…’ Immediate problem, Amelie had never even seen a real gun before. Of course, she knew the theory and seen them in movies, but… What was ammunition? What was safety? What could be moved? Making sure not to touch the trigger and point the shooty end at the ground, Amelie checked for moving parts and options, trying to figure out all the preparations…

With the assumption that the gun had not triggered a booby trap or something, she’d then turn to look at the car as it arrived. She cautiously eyed the man speaking, frowning while holding the gun pointed at the ground, she didn’t trust pointing it in any other direction. Amelie was somewhat aware of what a walking disaster waiting to happen she was, holding this weapon, but… Still. Better safe and sorry than dead.

‘What do you mean by “stragglers”?’ She asked, mildly hostile in her voice, eyes darting in-between the man and the opening doors, prepared to raise a Redirection Orb at any moment.

… And then Donny threw the grenade. Amelie’s eyes widened in surprise and she dashed to get to hopeful safety, a bit further away, not turning around until she heard the explosion and confirmed she was safe.

The Twelve Labours: General Discussion

@shylarah I will note, that in that particular story I did not get the impression that the character was invulnerable because of his gear, but more that the author would never allow him to fail his quest and by that he was invulnerable, all the gear was just in-story in-the-story reasons to explain the invulnerability. Which, of course, completely failed at the end. So, it completed that goal through the way of being a character like that rather than by gear.

That's how I interpreted it, anyway. Terminal might have interpreted it differently. I don't know. Oh, well.

The avatar above you is a member of your party during your quest. What happens?

It somehow has the deepest character-development arc ever, where a hole in reality was created with sentience and is looking for its creator + purpose and attacks by summoning natural things from less hospitable environments. It's been talking by summoning speech from other realities and it's going to make all of the internet love a hole in reality. Probably turns out to have an intricate connection to whatever quest we're embarking on. Yupp.