@The Spectre YEAH, WHERE ARE ALL THE VANGUARDS? I expected like a million, plus, WE HAVE LIKE ONE SENTINEL.
Just... Thank god for Krogans. And Vella.
Vella iz teh tankiest der iz!! :DD
@SgtEasy
What? This RP has a storyline? xD
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Vella iz teh tankiest der iz!! :DD
@SgtEasy
What? This RP has a storyline? xD
This is basically what I imagine Ellis looking like at this point! xD
(it's the one on the right if it wasn't obvious!)
Edit: And I agree with @BlackSam3091! Especially about @DarkFey, get your lazy butt in gear! ^_^
(it's the one on the right if it wasn't obvious!)
Edit: And I agree with @BlackSam3091! Especially about @DarkFey, get your lazy butt in gear! ^_^
Vella: "I love to the smell of carnage in the morning... but all I can smell is Batarian!"
It was not until the creepy eyed Batarian had physically begun to remove Vella's unthinking grip on the unfortunate Geth that she suddenly snapped back to reality, her yellow eyes shooting back at Ja'far with lightning intent; before her face suddenly softened just as fast as it had turned and she gave a mischievous smile.
"Surely you saw it t,-" Vella was about to say with an enthusiastic grin, when her eyes suddenly narrowed into a frown, she smelling the thick scent of the batarian's cigar and... other smells!
It was... unusual to be this close up to a batarian. His many eyes looked practically ghastly at this close range, and every scent and smell became magnified many times at this proximity!
Vella had never been a fan of the batarians. They were like the vorcha, except more intelligent as well as slimy! Wherever there were batarians, there seemed to always be trouble. Their general propensity for crime seemed endemic to the specie itself! And most of the times she had encountered batarians, it was either for shooting or arresting them, or avoiding them as much as possible during social calls.
And the current proximity was... awkward.
"Normally I stab them at this range! ... but I do not think the spectres would approve."
"Soooo... that accent." Vella replied, the strong sense of awkwardness surrounding the whole situation making her hesitate as she glanced at Ja'far.
" ... are you an actor?"
Then, it happened; salvation! The moment Vella heard a mention of a secret facility underground, something about Cerberus, and that she was supposedly going with the Turian, she immediately perked up as she was saved from the social awkwardness with the batarian!
"When you say ´knock´, how many charges are we talking about here?!" Vella exclaimed enthusiastically!
By the sound of everything, this was her dream assignment.
Close quarters, indoor, underground; this was the environment that she had been made for.
She glanced across the rest of the groups, sizing them up. Given how this was her favored environment, she questioned whether any of them might be able to keep up with her once the fighting started. Yellow eyes darting from person to person, she saw a lot of specialists, infiltrators and essentially support personnel.
However, the four people she identified as potential matches were first and foremost the two krogan. Whilst krogans were often made fun of for their terrible aim in the open field, they were truly formidable beasts in close quarters. Even a untrained Krogan was a threat to be reckoned with in a tight hallway, doubly so if it was armed to the teeth! Then there was the turian spectre, Aegon. She did not know much about him, but he did look like a dedicated soldier through and through. Although Turians were nothing if not known for their anally-strict soldiery and (borderline unhealthy) obsession with anything war, Vella still considered herself a step above them. Even so, this Turian warrior was also a spectre, which meant he probably had something extra that put him well above your usual goon!
And then there was the matter of the ´thing´ in the full metal suit, supposedly a human, but appeared to be so in name only.
She had never seen those specs before. She had no knowledge about its limits, what it could do. Other than that it looked abominable. For all she knew, it might be nearly impervious, or suddenly malfunction at the first EMP grenade thrown by the enemy.
And he was ex-Cerberus...
"I hope you are turncoat through and through!" Vella chuckled towards the hulking suit of armor.
She had never fought against Cerberus before. Sure, she had once shot someone assumed to be associated with the organization, but she had never fought against anything close to one of their combat divisions before. Something she just chalked up to their luck.
But perhaps, today, things were about to change. Vella could feel a tingle of excitement run through her body, her fingers automatically expanding as if to react on a snap moment!
"Surely you saw it t,-" Vella was about to say with an enthusiastic grin, when her eyes suddenly narrowed into a frown, she smelling the thick scent of the batarian's cigar and... other smells!
It was... unusual to be this close up to a batarian. His many eyes looked practically ghastly at this close range, and every scent and smell became magnified many times at this proximity!
Vella had never been a fan of the batarians. They were like the vorcha, except more intelligent as well as slimy! Wherever there were batarians, there seemed to always be trouble. Their general propensity for crime seemed endemic to the specie itself! And most of the times she had encountered batarians, it was either for shooting or arresting them, or avoiding them as much as possible during social calls.
And the current proximity was... awkward.
"Normally I stab them at this range! ... but I do not think the spectres would approve."
"Soooo... that accent." Vella replied, the strong sense of awkwardness surrounding the whole situation making her hesitate as she glanced at Ja'far.
" ... are you an actor?"
Then, it happened; salvation! The moment Vella heard a mention of a secret facility underground, something about Cerberus, and that she was supposedly going with the Turian, she immediately perked up as she was saved from the social awkwardness with the batarian!
"When you say ´knock´, how many charges are we talking about here?!" Vella exclaimed enthusiastically!
By the sound of everything, this was her dream assignment.
Close quarters, indoor, underground; this was the environment that she had been made for.
She glanced across the rest of the groups, sizing them up. Given how this was her favored environment, she questioned whether any of them might be able to keep up with her once the fighting started. Yellow eyes darting from person to person, she saw a lot of specialists, infiltrators and essentially support personnel.
However, the four people she identified as potential matches were first and foremost the two krogan. Whilst krogans were often made fun of for their terrible aim in the open field, they were truly formidable beasts in close quarters. Even a untrained Krogan was a threat to be reckoned with in a tight hallway, doubly so if it was armed to the teeth! Then there was the turian spectre, Aegon. She did not know much about him, but he did look like a dedicated soldier through and through. Although Turians were nothing if not known for their anally-strict soldiery and (borderline unhealthy) obsession with anything war, Vella still considered herself a step above them. Even so, this Turian warrior was also a spectre, which meant he probably had something extra that put him well above your usual goon!
And then there was the matter of the ´thing´ in the full metal suit, supposedly a human, but appeared to be so in name only.
She had never seen those specs before. She had no knowledge about its limits, what it could do. Other than that it looked abominable. For all she knew, it might be nearly impervious, or suddenly malfunction at the first EMP grenade thrown by the enemy.
And he was ex-Cerberus...
"I hope you are turncoat through and through!" Vella chuckled towards the hulking suit of armor.
She had never fought against Cerberus before. Sure, she had once shot someone assumed to be associated with the organization, but she had never fought against anything close to one of their combat divisions before. Something she just chalked up to their luck.
But perhaps, today, things were about to change. Vella could feel a tingle of excitement run through her body, her fingers automatically expanding as if to react on a snap moment!
@Dervish
I will wait for them too! ^^
As it is, you'd think they were trapped in a time-stasis-bubble or something when everything moved ahead around them! xD
Good luck!
I will wait for them too! ^^
As it is, you'd think they were trapped in a time-stasis-bubble or something when everything moved ahead around them! xD
Currently working on my next post, but I've got quite a lot to react to here, so it'll take me a while. Definitely have something up in the next hour or two though.
Good luck!
@PrivateVentures
I think Ellis is both the most adorable, and most terrifying character in the party xD
Feeling pity on his situation, and fearing he'll one night suddenly go door to door with an axe!
*Whacks door*
Ellis: "Heeeeere's ELLIS!"
I think Ellis is both the most adorable, and most terrifying character in the party xD
Feeling pity on his situation, and fearing he'll one night suddenly go door to door with an axe!
*Whacks door*
Ellis: "Heeeeere's ELLIS!"
It was a good question indeed...
Should she stage her epic battle against the more than 50ft tall giant demoness in the local, rural areas outside of Stormwind's southern wall, or should she lead Malizia far up into the rocky mountains for a great showdown?
Serphia was initially tempted to pick the first option, taking Malizia to the villages south of Stormwind to fight her in the large, open farmfields. Maybe even use some of the trees to get a jump on her. It would also assure that she had an audience to watch the legendary exploits of the legendary Serphia! She could spawn numerous generations of stories and legends in just one battle.
... especially considering that these were just short lived monkeys they were talking about.
But the mountains. There was just something epic to the feel and sound of fighting a giant demon in the mountains, and all the great legends and ballads of ancient warriors had usually resolved around mountainous terrain. And who cared about some simple, filthy human peasants when you could compare yourself to the great keldorai warriors of the ancient past?!?
"We will bring her - to the mountains!" Serphia grinned with a triumphant smirk as she rose up.
"I will garb myself for battle, using the offerings of our Gnomish friend! No way she would ever wish not to be part of such a legendary battle!"
Serphia called out, giving Gimpsy a look she could never refuse, before traipsing off into the rest of the store; a series of crashes and clattering could be heard before the Captain returned anew, this time wearing a steampunk esque set of light leather armor(said armor being clearly too small for her either way).
"You look wonderful, mistress!" Aleena commented with an uncertain smile as Serphia came walking back into the opening.
Grabbing the pike from Kathlin, Serphia would smile brouadly as she entered a pouncing pose, leaning forward.
"Thank you, Sentinel Aleena. Although it is gnomish fashion, it must do for.... ooahhhh." Serphia suddenly let out a slight gasp as she leaned forward, the overly tight leather pants squeezing against her rear as she suddenly felt Rithrynn plunge forcefully into her!
Suddenly gaining a slight smirk on her face, she motioned for Liaena and Sharon.
"You two go get the demon, I'll be waiting... hhihi.. in the mountains!" Serphia said with an extremely coy smile as she piqued an eyebrow at them.
In the meantime, Vashi, looking at Mei, would throw Mei a concerned look as the Night Elven magi inched closer to the tall Draenei.
"Is that... actually true?" Vashi whispered curiosuly to Mei as she leaned in closer, Vashi clinging to Mei's left arm as she spoke silently up to the Draenei.
"Have you actually fought demons this big before? And... "
She looked cautiously away for a moment, before her big silvery eyes suddenly returned to look up at her!
" .. and did you win?"
Should she stage her epic battle against the more than 50ft tall giant demoness in the local, rural areas outside of Stormwind's southern wall, or should she lead Malizia far up into the rocky mountains for a great showdown?
Serphia was initially tempted to pick the first option, taking Malizia to the villages south of Stormwind to fight her in the large, open farmfields. Maybe even use some of the trees to get a jump on her. It would also assure that she had an audience to watch the legendary exploits of the legendary Serphia! She could spawn numerous generations of stories and legends in just one battle.
... especially considering that these were just short lived monkeys they were talking about.
But the mountains. There was just something epic to the feel and sound of fighting a giant demon in the mountains, and all the great legends and ballads of ancient warriors had usually resolved around mountainous terrain. And who cared about some simple, filthy human peasants when you could compare yourself to the great keldorai warriors of the ancient past?!?
"We will bring her - to the mountains!" Serphia grinned with a triumphant smirk as she rose up.
"I will garb myself for battle, using the offerings of our Gnomish friend! No way she would ever wish not to be part of such a legendary battle!"
Serphia called out, giving Gimpsy a look she could never refuse, before traipsing off into the rest of the store; a series of crashes and clattering could be heard before the Captain returned anew, this time wearing a steampunk esque set of light leather armor(said armor being clearly too small for her either way).
"You look wonderful, mistress!" Aleena commented with an uncertain smile as Serphia came walking back into the opening.
Grabbing the pike from Kathlin, Serphia would smile brouadly as she entered a pouncing pose, leaning forward.
"Thank you, Sentinel Aleena. Although it is gnomish fashion, it must do for.... ooahhhh." Serphia suddenly let out a slight gasp as she leaned forward, the overly tight leather pants squeezing against her rear as she suddenly felt Rithrynn plunge forcefully into her!
Suddenly gaining a slight smirk on her face, she motioned for Liaena and Sharon.
"You two go get the demon, I'll be waiting... hhihi.. in the mountains!" Serphia said with an extremely coy smile as she piqued an eyebrow at them.
In the meantime, Vashi, looking at Mei, would throw Mei a concerned look as the Night Elven magi inched closer to the tall Draenei.
"Is that... actually true?" Vashi whispered curiosuly to Mei as she leaned in closer, Vashi clinging to Mei's left arm as she spoke silently up to the Draenei.
"Have you actually fought demons this big before? And... "
She looked cautiously away for a moment, before her big silvery eyes suddenly returned to look up at her!
" .. and did you win?"
@Silver Fox
It does occur, especially when Phalanx is designed to completely subvert commonly held norms and expectations! ^^
And here I thought Vella would be the most disruptive member of the party... xD
It does occur, especially when Phalanx is designed to completely subvert commonly held norms and expectations! ^^
And here I thought Vella would be the most disruptive member of the party... xD
@Silver Fox
The inherent awkwardness as Phalanx as a character concept can be both a curse and a blessing! :D
@Leos Klien
Don't count the posties, you're technically only like -just- 5 minutes later or so at max ^_^
Realtime is very different, hence the rule "Don't say more than you could say in 6 seconds!" during RPs!
The inherent awkwardness as Phalanx as a character concept can be both a curse and a blessing! :D
@Leos Klien
Don't count the posties, you're technically only like -just- 5 minutes later or so at max ^_^
Realtime is very different, hence the rule "Don't say more than you could say in 6 seconds!" during RPs!
Yay :D
Time to post!
*blows up entire team*
DON'T STEAL VELLA'S JOB!! :/
@BlackSam3091
It wasn't really much of an explosion, just a teeny weeny firework of a grenade ^^
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