Fleeing warriors of the rival tribe, is what Atl soon saw, confirming a win for his strange new tribe. He did not think of pursuit, because he knew they'd train, and become stronger. And that is exactly what Atl wanted. He began grinning, as some of the blood which did not dry out, slithered down his face, and dripped onto the ground below, near Slayer who was right next to Atl's legs.
He used his burned arm as he reached down and grabbed Slayer, his fingers slowly wrapping around the cat's torso. "Slayer! What say of run in battle!?" He said, rather passionately. Slayer meowed and playfully batted Atl's nose with his paw. Atl boisterously chortled.
"It only Slayer first fight in fire. Me understand." He said, while somewhat listening as Pale Hide With Little Honor, was rambling on about another tribe who wanted Chieftain's lands. Atl placed down his cat as he noticed Joachim ask the burned tribal maiden about horses.
"Get meat from dead." Atl said as he gestured with his right hand as he pointed at a horse carcass. He glanced at the woman before she spoke, "T-thank you for freeing me from the fire."
Atl glanced at the woman, "Village need fix." She gazed around, now fully realizing the destruction that occurred as she fell onto her knees, dropping the plank Atl gave her earlier for protection. She began shedding tears, as Atl mused upon it. "Maybe her first too?" He grumbled out to himself.
Dropping to his right knee he glanced at the woman on her level. "I see stone. I work stone. Help fix village. Make weapon for defend." He said, deciding that, well this village gave him a fun fight, he should help out these tribal villagers.
The woman stopped crying as she immediately wrapped her arms around the Savage, who not only saved her life but promised to help fix up the village. After a moment of embrace, Atl ripped himself from it. "Other tribesmen?" he asked of the woman, who assumed that he was talking about villagers. She quickly headed off to search for others who managed to survive, as Atl walked up towards the knight Barnaby.
He quickly removed the gauntlet of the hand he smashed in, and scanned the area for a knife. Luckily he found one, and he switched the mace out for it. Atl began hacking away at the bone, and after many strikes from it he pried the hand off. He ditched the knife as he kept a hold of the hand, and walked with Slayer to the stables.
Holding the trophy hand, and his cat he mounted upon the steed and sent it to wait with Joachim. "... Maybe me stay here to work some stone." Atl muttered to himself out-loud.
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Summaries would be useful! And I'd thank you, if you did them. Don't think we'd need an established posting order.
Dinosaurs always win out.
Ermenegilde pulled out the pocket-watch from his breast-pocket, as he checked the time. "Well, I can properly assure you..." he said as he leaned on his oak cane, "This is a most excellent specimen." He said as the nobleman held up the lips of the slave, and examining the teeth. Beads of sweat were collecting in Ermenegilde's jowls. Plucking out his handkerchief, he returned the pocket-watch back to its position, as he began wiping the sweat collected within the folds. "But, ah sir, I do have other business I must attend to," He said as he gave a small nod to the client, who gave a smile and a wave.
Striding with his cane, he headed towards the Palace of Versailles, ready to meet the individual who sent him the missive. He frowned a bit as he noticed some individuals glancing at his crippled leg, as he strolled over there.
Striding with his cane, he headed towards the Palace of Versailles, ready to meet the individual who sent him the missive. He frowned a bit as he noticed some individuals glancing at his crippled leg, as he strolled over there.
Atl finished up some war-painting, using the blood of the fallen opponent, and he did have the mace ready. He glanced down at his cat Slayer, who meowed at him. Then he glanced at the tribal woman he saved earlier. Then, Pale Hide Who Values No Honor, grew near him and shouted something about needing help, as he was reaching for his weapon. Atl glanced at Joachim, and gave a simple nod. "Yes." He readied his mace again, ready to kill, and if time allowed paint himself in more blood.
Pilot/Custodian Staff Member
Name: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Personality: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler is a primary example of where brilliance and insanity meets, and as such could be seen as teetering on either side of the playing field. He is an incredibly hyper-active individual who conducts all sorts of experiments, from relatively mundane, to highly advanced, all in the pursuit of even more knowledge. He has no sense regarding the personal space of others, and is almost always cheerful. He is rather theatrical in his nature, rather often performing over the top gestures to illustrate points, especially when he goes into monologues about his relation to the Greatest Swiss Scientist, Victor Frankenstein, and how he continues to follow in his foot-steps, bringing forth the great fires of Prometheus and its knowledge. When he is working, he is completely devoted to his task, and will not eat, sleep, or take any break until he finishes it. Ludwig also has very deep relationships, not with people (as most are put off by his insanity, even though he really tries to make friends.), but with his tools. In particular he has a deep kinship, boarding on love with his blow-torch he affectionately calls Rebecca.
Brief Back-story: Ludwig Fiedler was born to a small family in Switzerland to Goat Herders. At an early age he created his very own android, beyond what many individuals who practiced could do. This, is what inspired a mysterious and shady group, to take the boy within their ranks. And by take, it was quite literally, they kidnapped him in the dead of night, but they did leave a note for Ludwig’s Parents to inform them of this. And the group, which was a branch of the Custodians, did promise that Ludwig could see his family again. So Ludwig was raised in a sterile environment, which had no peers of his own age, where he would learn the disciplines of the many sciences, especially Robotics, which the boy was quite gifted at. The boy was happy, though he’d would have liked to have some aspects of a normal childhood, like dealing with peers, but he very much enjoyed the education and praises he received from the scientists who raised him. And, the Scientists loved raising the boy, and were quite kind to him, all agreeing that they shouldn't do anything morally wrong to the child. Well besides the initial kidnapping in the dead-of-night, but that had to be done, and it was apologized for many times.
And so, Ludwig, grown up, works for the Custodians to Defend the Earth, and to progress the human race further, as the HEIR OF FRANKENSTEIN SHOULD!
Skills: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler is a Doctor of Robotics, and as such has an incredible mastery upon the subject, knowing precisely how they work, and easily able to craft so many strange wonders with even the most basic of tools. Which, as to be expected, really translates well into piloting the crafts of giant robots.
Besides his mastery of Robotics, he is rather skilled in Chemistry and Biology, as is to be expected of an Heir of the Frankenstein Lineage. Usually he uses his knowledge of it to make several neurological agents, and other biological agents.
And, in a pinch, he could help address many medical emergencies, but the fact that he likes to be ‘creative’ in his approaches to it, tends to make people want another doctor. (Even though Ludwig promised that they would only be partially cyborg-ized, and that they’d have total control over their functions…other than the releasing of a biological agent which would cause blisters in the eyesockets of only certain members of the mamilia kingdom. For some reason they’d rather just a ‘normal individual’.)
He can also decently play the pipe organ.
Abilities: N/a, he’s just a normal human. Well pseudo-normal, he’s normal when it comes to human abilities, but personality wise, he’s definitely not normal.
Mecha
Name: Modern-day Prometheus
Type: Super
Appearance:"I succeeded in discovering the cause of generation and life; nay, more, I became myself capable of bestowing animation upon lifeless matter."
Specifications: This 45 meter tall, Mecha was made by Doctor Fiedler himself to defend the universe! Primarily it is used in the fight against other giant mecha robots used for evil, and the horrible aliens of space. It does this by implementing mass stuns, to the respective neurological systems, actuators, etc. of the target in question, which makes it easier to kill them off.
Equipment System: This baby is powered by a damn nuclear fusion core. It has incredibly tough shielding, (as to be expected of a super) both physically and shield generators (which do shield off EMP blasts, usually its own.) located in the upper echelons of the shoulders. Speaking of the shoulders, they can open up like deranged little maws, that shoot out heavy concentrations of neurological agents, that works on alien XNA, which hinders the neurological pathways from operating. Of course the douse delivered is the most important thing, regarding how long the alien would stay up for. Its gun arm is the source of much of the EMP blasting the robot can do, which if it is in range of any mecha, is going to shut down the systems. As such, it is really, really good at doing accidental friendly fire, to allied mechas, and even itself if Ludwig forgot to activate the shielding. The gun arm also can shoot sound-waves as a destructive force. The Claw Arm, is a devastating melee weapon, able to scavenge apart mecha armor that are within range of it. Speed, is not at all this mecha’s strong suit, even with its jet-boosted feet, which is primarily used for taking off into space to fight off the aliens.
Name: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Personality: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler is a primary example of where brilliance and insanity meets, and as such could be seen as teetering on either side of the playing field. He is an incredibly hyper-active individual who conducts all sorts of experiments, from relatively mundane, to highly advanced, all in the pursuit of even more knowledge. He has no sense regarding the personal space of others, and is almost always cheerful. He is rather theatrical in his nature, rather often performing over the top gestures to illustrate points, especially when he goes into monologues about his relation to the Greatest Swiss Scientist, Victor Frankenstein, and how he continues to follow in his foot-steps, bringing forth the great fires of Prometheus and its knowledge. When he is working, he is completely devoted to his task, and will not eat, sleep, or take any break until he finishes it. Ludwig also has very deep relationships, not with people (as most are put off by his insanity, even though he really tries to make friends.), but with his tools. In particular he has a deep kinship, boarding on love with his blow-torch he affectionately calls Rebecca.
Brief Back-story: Ludwig Fiedler was born to a small family in Switzerland to Goat Herders. At an early age he created his very own android, beyond what many individuals who practiced could do. This, is what inspired a mysterious and shady group, to take the boy within their ranks. And by take, it was quite literally, they kidnapped him in the dead of night, but they did leave a note for Ludwig’s Parents to inform them of this. And the group, which was a branch of the Custodians, did promise that Ludwig could see his family again. So Ludwig was raised in a sterile environment, which had no peers of his own age, where he would learn the disciplines of the many sciences, especially Robotics, which the boy was quite gifted at. The boy was happy, though he’d would have liked to have some aspects of a normal childhood, like dealing with peers, but he very much enjoyed the education and praises he received from the scientists who raised him. And, the Scientists loved raising the boy, and were quite kind to him, all agreeing that they shouldn't do anything morally wrong to the child. Well besides the initial kidnapping in the dead-of-night, but that had to be done, and it was apologized for many times.
And so, Ludwig, grown up, works for the Custodians to Defend the Earth, and to progress the human race further, as the HEIR OF FRANKENSTEIN SHOULD!
Skills: Doctor Ludwig Fiedler is a Doctor of Robotics, and as such has an incredible mastery upon the subject, knowing precisely how they work, and easily able to craft so many strange wonders with even the most basic of tools. Which, as to be expected, really translates well into piloting the crafts of giant robots.
Besides his mastery of Robotics, he is rather skilled in Chemistry and Biology, as is to be expected of an Heir of the Frankenstein Lineage. Usually he uses his knowledge of it to make several neurological agents, and other biological agents.
And, in a pinch, he could help address many medical emergencies, but the fact that he likes to be ‘creative’ in his approaches to it, tends to make people want another doctor. (Even though Ludwig promised that they would only be partially cyborg-ized, and that they’d have total control over their functions…other than the releasing of a biological agent which would cause blisters in the eyesockets of only certain members of the mamilia kingdom. For some reason they’d rather just a ‘normal individual’.)
He can also decently play the pipe organ.
Abilities: N/a, he’s just a normal human. Well pseudo-normal, he’s normal when it comes to human abilities, but personality wise, he’s definitely not normal.
Mecha
Name: Modern-day Prometheus
Type: Super
Appearance:"I succeeded in discovering the cause of generation and life; nay, more, I became myself capable of bestowing animation upon lifeless matter."
Specifications: This 45 meter tall, Mecha was made by Doctor Fiedler himself to defend the universe! Primarily it is used in the fight against other giant mecha robots used for evil, and the horrible aliens of space. It does this by implementing mass stuns, to the respective neurological systems, actuators, etc. of the target in question, which makes it easier to kill them off.
Equipment System: This baby is powered by a damn nuclear fusion core. It has incredibly tough shielding, (as to be expected of a super) both physically and shield generators (which do shield off EMP blasts, usually its own.) located in the upper echelons of the shoulders. Speaking of the shoulders, they can open up like deranged little maws, that shoot out heavy concentrations of neurological agents, that works on alien XNA, which hinders the neurological pathways from operating. Of course the douse delivered is the most important thing, regarding how long the alien would stay up for. Its gun arm is the source of much of the EMP blasting the robot can do, which if it is in range of any mecha, is going to shut down the systems. As such, it is really, really good at doing accidental friendly fire, to allied mechas, and even itself if Ludwig forgot to activate the shielding. The gun arm also can shoot sound-waves as a destructive force. The Claw Arm, is a devastating melee weapon, able to scavenge apart mecha armor that are within range of it. Speed, is not at all this mecha’s strong suit, even with its jet-boosted feet, which is primarily used for taking off into space to fight off the aliens.
Day Fifty: ... I have learned much from the pine-cones. The Great Pine-Cone has taught me so much. Pine-cone is life, Pine-cone is love...
[QUEST: Exciting Adventure!]
Objective: Find an Exciting Adventure!
Quest Description:
"... The Queen is boring, so is meeting riders. Perhaps there is some sort of adventure awaiting me in the forests! At the very least it has pine-cones. ... I could sleep with pine-cones."
Reward: 500 Exp. Collectible Pine-Cone.
Objective: Find an Exciting Adventure!
Quest Description:
"... The Queen is boring, so is meeting riders. Perhaps there is some sort of adventure awaiting me in the forests! At the very least it has pine-cones. ... I could sleep with pine-cones."
Reward: 500 Exp. Collectible Pine-Cone.
Atl readied himself for the battle, an honorable fight where no, Atl squinted as he saw Joachim rushing towards his foe. "METAL MAN!" Atl held onto the piece of wood as he chucked it towards Joachim, while the knight, rushed towards the left side, to avoid the chucked wood, that was not coming towards him, but towards Joachim. Atl would not have anyone sullying the honor of this battle. Atl shouted out, "WE FIGHT WITH HONOR!" as the woman who he saved just looked at the Savage incredulously, wondering why they did that at all.
The Knight, was perplexed by that shout, as he decided to cock his head to the side, and, ... there was someone else who could have easily killed him! "T-that Savage, di-" He grumbled out. As finished the trek to Atl, he quickly disposed of his shield, tossing it in a random direction, away from the woman and the savage. He used his free left hand as he took off his helmet, revealing his face. The man had bright blue eyes, and light blond hair. He had a rather bushy beard, and had the top of his head shaved so only a small bit of hair remained. Under his right eye there was a deep scar. "... Savage. I thank you." He said, genuinely happy that the Savage saved his life, and would allow him to have honorable combat. "I a-" He said, only to be interrupted by a screaming renegade foot-soldier who was wielding a spiked club. As the footsoldier charged up, the knight drew his own club and slammed it deep into the footsoldier's face, as some teeth fell from the man's head.
Pulling his own mace out, he grabbed the other with his free hand and tossed it towards the Savage. "Now. We can fight honorably. Savage you are good with a club yes?" Atl nodded, as he picked it up with his right hand and began swinging it to get a feel for it. The Knight smiled, "I am Barnaby Averill." Atl nodded, "Atl Etzli." Barnaby swung his mace, "Wonderful. ... I trust you wish to get straight to it then?" Atl nodded, confirming that he'd much rather not hear any more talk, but would instead prefer to fight.
Barnaby rushed up towards Atl as he swung his mace down in downwards diagonal fashion to strike Atl's chest. Atl, jumped back as he swung his mace to strike Barnaby in his right arm. Barnaby parried the blow with his own mace, before he hopped back. He ran up towards Atl as he swung again, keeping it level as he aimed for Atl's left arm. He scored a blow, though not as well as he would've liked, as the spikes of his club did not hit bone, but merely tore through the flesh. Atl smiled, rather happy that Barnaby drew blood. "Nice hit." Barnaby chuckled, amused at the opponent who was happy to have been hit. Atl rushed towards Barnaby as he swung at his right arm. Barnaby drew it back, his right gauntlets were struck as the mace pierced through his plating, striking its own blood. He dropped the mace from the pain. Barnaby scowled as he quickly swung with his left arm to jab the Savage. Atl leaned back as he pulled out the mace, noticing in the distance there were still troops that needed to be slaughtered. As he pulled it out, he swung the mace at Barnaby's face. Unfortunately for Barnaby, he was not swift enough to avoid the strike, and as such had his face smashed in with the mace. Atl paused as he ripped the mace out, as Barnaby fell to the ground. He glanced back, noticing that Slayer was still safe, then to the woman, who was watching the fight.
He reached at Barnaby's corpse as he placed the mace down, as he collected blood. He then smeared it over his lower jaw, before picking up the mace again, ready to fight off the rest.
The Knight, was perplexed by that shout, as he decided to cock his head to the side, and, ... there was someone else who could have easily killed him! "T-that Savage, di-" He grumbled out. As finished the trek to Atl, he quickly disposed of his shield, tossing it in a random direction, away from the woman and the savage. He used his free left hand as he took off his helmet, revealing his face. The man had bright blue eyes, and light blond hair. He had a rather bushy beard, and had the top of his head shaved so only a small bit of hair remained. Under his right eye there was a deep scar. "... Savage. I thank you." He said, genuinely happy that the Savage saved his life, and would allow him to have honorable combat. "I a-" He said, only to be interrupted by a screaming renegade foot-soldier who was wielding a spiked club. As the footsoldier charged up, the knight drew his own club and slammed it deep into the footsoldier's face, as some teeth fell from the man's head.
Pulling his own mace out, he grabbed the other with his free hand and tossed it towards the Savage. "Now. We can fight honorably. Savage you are good with a club yes?" Atl nodded, as he picked it up with his right hand and began swinging it to get a feel for it. The Knight smiled, "I am Barnaby Averill." Atl nodded, "Atl Etzli." Barnaby swung his mace, "Wonderful. ... I trust you wish to get straight to it then?" Atl nodded, confirming that he'd much rather not hear any more talk, but would instead prefer to fight.
Barnaby rushed up towards Atl as he swung his mace down in downwards diagonal fashion to strike Atl's chest. Atl, jumped back as he swung his mace to strike Barnaby in his right arm. Barnaby parried the blow with his own mace, before he hopped back. He ran up towards Atl as he swung again, keeping it level as he aimed for Atl's left arm. He scored a blow, though not as well as he would've liked, as the spikes of his club did not hit bone, but merely tore through the flesh. Atl smiled, rather happy that Barnaby drew blood. "Nice hit." Barnaby chuckled, amused at the opponent who was happy to have been hit. Atl rushed towards Barnaby as he swung at his right arm. Barnaby drew it back, his right gauntlets were struck as the mace pierced through his plating, striking its own blood. He dropped the mace from the pain. Barnaby scowled as he quickly swung with his left arm to jab the Savage. Atl leaned back as he pulled out the mace, noticing in the distance there were still troops that needed to be slaughtered. As he pulled it out, he swung the mace at Barnaby's face. Unfortunately for Barnaby, he was not swift enough to avoid the strike, and as such had his face smashed in with the mace. Atl paused as he ripped the mace out, as Barnaby fell to the ground. He glanced back, noticing that Slayer was still safe, then to the woman, who was watching the fight.
He reached at Barnaby's corpse as he placed the mace down, as he collected blood. He then smeared it over his lower jaw, before picking up the mace again, ready to fight off the rest.
2nd prolly. Or perhaps not.
Definitely on first page and just a few paces up from telling the Savage to not fight.
Definitely on first page and just a few paces up from telling the Savage to not fight.
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