Single Thread RP Reset!Limbo.

[Cream Starlight]

Its speckled visor continues to scrutinize him offering no further words or indications.


She closes her eye with a quiet sigh, breathing in sharply to steel herself.

"Then it would be smart to move."

She only allows a good three seconds before she waves her bent arm down, a hellfire of bolts, fireballs, and arrows raining down on the alien machine.

It attempts to zip away with a quick jump, but gets pelted regardless. One of the ballistae bolts gouges through its gut, pinning it to the side of the craft as its peppered with the rest of the projectiles. The arrows and bolts mostly ping harmlessly off of it's metal surface, though the collection of fire magic seems to fully engulf it for a moment...

The creeper-like robot gives Topaz a blank stare.

 

[Cryogenesis]

Its speckled visor continues to scrutinize him offering no further words or indications.

"Come on, I'm trying to help you here, perhaps you can try and communicate with drawings?"

She closes her eye with a quiet sigh, breathing in sharply to steel herself.

"Then it would be smart to move."

She only allows a good three seconds before she waves her bent arm down, a hellfire of bolts, fireballs, and arrows raining down on the alien machine.

It attempts to zip away with a quick jump, but gets pelted regardless. One of the ballistae bolts gouges through its gut, pinning it to the side of the craft as its peppered with the rest of the projectiles. The arrows and bolts mostly ping harmlessly off of it's metal surface, though the collection of fire magic seems to fully engulf it for a moment...

Issac looks up at the heavy artillery that is raining down on him and then at Topaz. He sighs in annoyance before drawing out both of his shortswords and deflecting any arrows that would hit him. Upon seeing the bolts and fireballs coming his way (assuming they're balista bolts), Issac looks around for a place to cover and ultimately decides to jump inside the aircraft, using his lantern to light the place up.

 

[Creeper326]

(*wink wink* content in <this> is for thoughts!)
"a" Xueqing appears shocked for a moment, dumbfounded over the fact someone hears her thought.
But soon, she snaps out of it.
"Nah. It isn't, but it's... not immune to that thing."

(Sorry, I missed that.)
*A back pocket in Jerigo's dress glows for a bit. Her eyes widen in alarm and she reaches back, taking a small note out of her pocket.*
It reads: Telepathy Spell, one time use.
PS: gift from Geriaga, don't waste it sis!⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ-^
*It burns into air as soon as it's read.*
"Dang it! I was saving this... My apologies, Xue. I had a... Mage back home I was friends with. He gave me a sort of one time... Ah it's a long story. Just know that it won't happen again."

Its speckled visor continues to scrutinize him offering no further words or indications.


She closes her eye with a quiet sigh, breathing in sharply to steel herself.

"Then it would be smart to move."

She only allows a good three seconds before she waves her bent arm down, a hellfire of bolts, fireballs, and arrows raining down on the alien machine.

It attempts to zip away with a quick jump, but gets pelted regardless. One of the ballistae bolts gouges through its gut, pinning it to the side of the craft as its peppered with the rest of the projectiles. The arrows and bolts mostly ping harmlessly off of it's metal surface, though the collection of fire magic seems to fully engulf it for a moment...

*Jerigo's ears flickers as she hears the sounds of flames and gunfire. She shivers, remembering some of the stories of wizard wars back home told in taverns and dance halls.*
"We must be swift in our construction, and maybe we may find use for a basement or an underground room."

 

[Cream Starlight]

(Sorry, I missed that.)
*A back pocket in Jerigo's dress glows for a bit. Her eyes widen in alarm and she reaches back, taking a small note out of her pocket.*
It reads: Telekinesis Spell, one time use.
PS: gift from Geriaga, don't waste it sis!⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ-^
*It burns into air as soon as it's read.*
"Dang it! I was saving this... My apologies, Xue. I had a... Mage back home I was friends with. He gave me a sort of one time... Ah it's a long story. Just know that it won't happen again."

"I can relate as a magician who rarely use weird spells because I would misuse a majority of them."
Xueqing immediately knows what had happened. She shrugs.

Then, she hears loud noises coming from the crater. <!?>

*Jerigo's ears flickers as she hears the sounds of flames and gunfire. She shivers, remembering some of the stories of wizard wars back home told in taverns and dance halls.*
"We must be swift in our construction, and maybe we may find use for a basement or an underground room."

"Crap, right..."
Xueqing then looks at the foundation. Time for some reconstruction.

 

[Naimeon]

"I can relate as a magician who rarely use weird spells because I would misuse a majority of them."
Xueqing immediately knows what had happened. She shrugs.

Then, she hears loud noises coming from the crater. <!?>


"Crap, right..."
Xueqing then looks at the foundation. Time for some reconstruction.

Geist walks up to the advantage point to scouts out situation.
He saw two person scrambling to build something.
Curious of whether or not they are relate to his impairment, He aim at them.

Confidence Check (3)

While they are certainly suspicuios Geist has conclude that even if they are the one responsible, His shot would be wasted.
So he fling his gun back without a single smoke or blood spill, And walk down toward their direction.

 

[Creeper326]

Geist walks up to the advantage point to scouts out situation.
He saw two person scrambling to build something.
Curious of whether or not they are relate to his impairment, He aim at them.

Confidence Check (3)

While they are certainly suspicuios Geist has conclude that even if they are the one responsible, His shot would be wasted.
So he fling his gun back without a single smoke or blood spill, And walk down toward their direction.

*Jerigo's ear flickers as she hears the sound of a weapon being raised and slung. She looks up, seeing Geist approach. She drops her log and stands between Xueqing and the approaching man, her hands resting on her gunbelt. She waits for him to come a little closer before issuing a greeting.*

 

[Cream Starlight]

Geist walks up to the advantage point to scouts out situation.
He saw two person scrambling to build something.
Curious of whether or not they are relate to his impairment, He aim at them.

Confidence Check (3)

While they are certainly suspicuios Geist has conclude that even if they are the one responsible, His shot would be wasted.
So he fling his gun back without a single smoke or blood spill, And walk down toward their direction.

Xueqing notices, and grows a little suspicious.
"...?"

 

[Cream Starlight]

(no bullets were fired)

Done editing. My bad for skill issues!

 

[Creeper326]

Done editing. My bad for skill issues!

(No skill issue! Just a minor misunderstanding. It's easy to see how it would have been taken as an attack roll, so no worries.)

 

[Cream Starlight]

(No skill issue! Just a minor misunderstanding. It's easy to see how it would have been taken as an attack roll, so no worries.)

ae

 

[Knight of Seriousness]

(Sorry, I missed that.)
*A back pocket in Jerigo's dress glows for a bit. Her eyes widen in alarm and she reaches back, taking a small note out of her pocket.*
It reads: Telekinesis Spell, one time use.

(Actually, telekinesis is the wrong word; telekinesis is moving something with one's mind. The word you're looking for is telepathy.)

 

[Furry(?) Reindeer(?)]

The creeper-like robot gives Topaz a blank stare.

She glances down and over, looking as if she's about to say something.. though-

The group of melee soldiers advancing down are suddenly flung about, some now missing limbs, others cut in half entirely, dead on the spot. Their bodies and severed limbs dissolve into speckled ash. Only 7 of the original dozen remain, three knights and four soldiers, all somewhat wounded.

The strange machine leaps past them. It's hand, now morphed into a long, thin blade, is flicked beside itself, blood from the soldiers flung to the ground as its hand morphs back to it's previous, six fingered form.


It continues to bleed.

STORY BOSS

??_SOMBE??RSTAR-VAGRANT_??

[ HP: 189 / 500 ]
[ NO STAT ALTERATIONS / BUFFS ]

Spoiler: COMBAT THEME

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"Come on, I'm trying to help you here, perhaps you can try and communicate with drawings?"

Issac looks up at the heavy artillery that is raining down on him and then at Topaz. He sighs in annoyance before drawing out both of his shortswords and deflecting any arrows that would hit him. Upon seeing the bolts and fireballs coming his way (assuming they're balista bolts), Issac looks around for a place to cover and ultimately decides to jump inside the aircraft, using his lantern to light the place up.

The walls are built of a dark metal, and the warped, tall interior is a mess of liquid red. It’s as if the ship is bleeding the radiant liquid from wounds. A few red, illegible screens flicker about in the darkness, and a central door seems to have been opened, with something clearly canister shaped missing from it.

The bodies of two identical machines litter the floor, dead on impact.

 

[Creeper326]

Geist walks up to the advantage point to scouts out situation.
He saw two person scrambling to build something.
Curious of whether or not they are relate to his impairment, He aim at them.

Confidence Check (3)

While they are certainly suspicuios Geist has conclude that even if they are the one responsible, His shot would be wasted.
So he fling his gun back without a single smoke or blood spill, And walk down toward their direction.

She glances down and over, looking as if she's about to say something.. though-

The group of melee soldiers advancing down are suddenly flung about, some now missing limbs, others cut in half entirely, dead on the spot. Their bodies and severed limbs dissolve into speckled ash. Only 7 of the original dozen remain, three knights and four soldiers, all somewhat wounded.

The strange machine leaps past them. It's hand, now morphed into a long, thin blade, is flicked beside itself, blood from the soldiers flung to the ground as its hand morphs back to it's previous, six fingered form.


It continues to bleed.

STORY BOSS

??_SOMBE??RSTAR-VAGRANT_??

[ HP: 189 / 500 ]
[ NO STAT ALTERATIONS / BUFFS ]

View attachment 512228

Spoiler: COMBAT THEME

​

The walls are built of a dark metal, and the warped, tall interior is a mess of liquid red. It’s as if the ship is bleeding the radiant liquid from wounds. A few red, illegible screens flicker about in the darkness, and a central door seems to have been opened, with something clearly canister shaped missing from it.

The bodies of two identical machines litter the floor, dead on impact.

*Jerigo hears the sound of distant warfare. She comes up with a plan. Turning to Xueqing, she whispers.*
"My child, it seems we are in a precious situation. I believe we should utilise all advantages we have at hand. We keep the new person between us and the sounds of fighting while keeping your doupleganger hidden away."

 

[Cream Starlight]

Creeper chose to jump down and get into the craft, trying to avoid getting attacked while doing so.

 

[Cryogenesis]

She glances down and over, looking as if she's about to say something.. though-

The group of melee soldiers advancing down are suddenly flung about, some now missing limbs, others cut in half entirely, dead on the spot. Their bodies and severed limbs dissolve into speckled ash. Only 7 of the original dozen remain, three knights and four soldiers, all somewhat wounded.

The strange machine leaps past them. It's hand, now morphed into a long, thin blade, is flicked beside itself, blood from the soldiers flung to the ground as its hand morphs back to it's previous, six fingered form.


It continues to bleed.

STORY BOSS

??_SOMBE??RSTAR-VAGRANT_??

[ HP: 189 / 500 ]
[ NO STAT ALTERATIONS / BUFFS ]

View attachment 512228

Spoiler: COMBAT THEME

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The walls are built of a dark metal, and the warped, tall interior is a mess of liquid red. It’s as if the ship is bleeding the radiant liquid from wounds. A few red, illegible screens flicker about in the darkness, and a central door seems to have been opened, with something clearly canister shaped missing from it.

The bodies of two identical machines litter the floor, dead on impact.

Issac touches the red liquid with his gloves, inspecting it closely before wiping his hands. He then walks towards the screens, amazed at seeing such technology. He taps the screen a few times, then looks at the bodies lying around. He's relieved they are deceased. Finally, he turns to the central door. Seeing that an object was missing, he could deduce one thing: whatever the creature was, something of great importance had been stolen or lost, and it must be attempting to retrieve it.
"Such... objects, their level of intellect is clearly above Axioms, we would benefit massively from such...Advancements"

Issac turns around upon hearing the sounds of men being slaughtered and leaves the craft. Seeing the intruder and a pile of dead knights, he's smart enough to conclude one thing: that thing is dangerous and needs to be either killed or tamed. He dashes in front of Topaz, and walks towards the machine, still trying to communicate with it.
"Listen here, intruder, I know you're mad because of what she did to you after all, it was a bit unwarranted, and I know you're looking for something, so perhaps we can find common ground and work together?"

 

[Furry(?) Reindeer(?)]

Creeper chose to jump down and get into the craft, trying to avoid getting attacked while doing so.

It seems the machine is distracted, so it remains able to do so with relative ease.

Issac touches the red liquid with his gloves, inspecting it closely before wiping his hands. He then walks towards the screens, amazed at seeing such technology. He taps the screen a few times, then looks at the bodies lying around. He's relieved they are deceased. Finally, he turns to the central door. Seeing that an object was missing, he could deduce one thing: whatever the creature was, something of great importance had been stolen or lost, and it must be attempting to retrieve it.
"Such... objects, their level of intellect is clearly above Axioms, we would benefit massively from such...Advancements"

The screens offer no response to the contact, flickering a few times as the alien letters dance and shift across them.

Issac turns around upon hearing the sounds of men being slaughtered and leaves the craft. Seeing the intruder and a pile of dead knights, he's smart enough to conclude one thing: that thing is dangerous and needs to be either killed or tamed. He dashes in front of Topaz, and walks towards the machine, still trying to communicate with it.
"Listen here, intruder, I know you're mad because of what she did to you after all, it was a bit unwarranted, and I know you're looking for something, so perhaps we can find common ground and work together?"

With not a trace of hesitation, it's hand morphs back into the same long, slender blade as another round of bolts and flames blast towards it. (12, 4, 2)

(1, 11, 4) (189 - 11 = 178) One of the ballista bolts lodges in it's leg with a sickening thud, though it leaps to evade the rest, diving back towards Isaac with a thrust of the heated edge of the long blade. (3)

Topaz glances down at her force, giving the order for the wounded knights and soldiers to rally. The ballistae reload, and the mages conjure up more flaming blasts.

"General Kahl. Brace the line."

There's a quiet grumble as a man, easily head and shoulders above the rest of the army, strides from the shadows. He carries a massive two-handed, double guard greatsword, lowering it into one hand as he takes a few strides, massive, heavy plating clattering before he leaps, landing with a dull thud beside and behind the knights and soldiers in the crater. He waves for them to form rank behind him as he approaches.

 

[Cream Starlight]

It seems the machine is distracted, so it remains able to do so with relative ease.

As the machine gets into the craft, he looks around.
His antenna wiggles, sending some sort of signal.
/// "REQUEST RESPONSE." ///

*Jerigo hears the sound of distant warfare. She comes up with a plan. Turning to Xueqing, she whispers.*
"My child, it seems we are in a precious situation. I believe we should utilise all advantages we have at hand. We keep the new person between us and the sounds of fighting while keeping your doupleganger hidden away."

"I'l try as long as they aren't aggressive towards us."
Xueqing speeds up her movement, dealing with the foundation more quickly.
After a bit, she stops, and gets out ofnthe construction zone.

Geist should see a teenage girl getting up from something like a log structure.

Meanwhile, Dusty has fallen asleep inside the tent. Inactivity made her drowsy.

 

[Cryogenesis]

With not a trace of hesitation, it's hand morphs back into the same long, slender blade as another round of bolts and flames blast towards it. (12, 4, 2)

(1, 11, 4) (189 - 11 = 178) One of the ballista bolts lodges in it's leg with a sickening thud, though it leaps to evade the rest, diving back towards Isaac with a thrust of the heated edge of the long blade. (3)

Issac lets out an audible sigh
"I Really wanted us to work together, but it seems that won't be the case"
Issac shethes his right hand short sword and blocks The machines' blade with his left hand broken shortsword, wither thorns run aross the hilt and the blade seems more rusted than his right one. He defelcts the machines balde with the shortsword [13] and then whips his arm back in place, fixing his shortsword by using umbral magic, He dashes towards the machine, creating a spear out of umbral and attmepting to impale the machine, before doing an upwards slash with his shortsword. [17,8]

Topaz glances down at her force, giving the order for the wounded knights and soldiers to rally. The ballistae reload, and the mages conjure up more flaming blasts.


"General Kahl. Brace the line."

There's a quiet grumble as a man, easily head and shoulders above the rest of the army, strides from the shadows. He carries a massive two-handed, double guard greatsword, lowering it into one hand as he takes a few strides, massive, heavy plating clattering before he leaps, landing with a dull thud beside and behind the knights and soldiers in the crater. He waves for them to form rank behind him as he approaches.

He looks towards Kahl and then back at them machine
"Carefull on how you swing that thing, and attempt to not get hit by my spells, it would be devastating"

 

[Furry(?) Reindeer(?)]

As the machine gets into the craft, he looks around.
His antenna wiggles, sending some sort of signal.
/// "REQUEST RESPONSE." ///

Nothing returns.

Issac lets out an audible sigh
"I Really wanted us to work together, but it seems that won't be the case"
Issac shethes his right hand short sword and blocks The machines' blade with his left hand broken shortsword, wither thorns run aross the hilt and the blade seems more rusted than his right one. He defelcts the machines balde with the shortsword [13] and then whips his arm back in place, fixing his shortsword by using umbral magic, He dashes towards the machine, creating a spear out of umbral and attmepting to impale the machine, before doing an upwards slash with his shortsword. [17,8]

(17, 15) Clashing it's blade against the umbral spear, the machine weaves away from the secondary slash, it pivots and then seems to glide back, lower the bladed arm to its side with a quiet click and grind.

He looks towards Kahl and then back at them machine
"Carefull on how you swing that thing, and attempt to not get hit by my spells, it would be devastating"

Kahl sneers behind his slitted, grid helmet, bolstering his blade as he advances.

"Don't warn me about magic, sweetheart."

He continues to walk towards the machine, gauntlets creaking as his grip tightens.

With a quiet rattle, the machine zips towards him, thrusting ferally with it's bladed arm at his gut. (6)

Kahl simply raises his zweihander, sidestepping to catch the blade in the double guard, then yanking it to the side as the machine's arm snaps at an awkward angle. (20)

Letting his zweihander drop to his side, he shoves the machine's arm away, punching towards its head in a straight. (13)

(3) And the machine staggers back awkwardly, visor now cracked and leaking the same radiant liquid. One of it's remaining five lenses has sputtered out too. (178 - 10 = 168)

As it regains its posture, it flicks its crooked arm down, and with a snap, it seems to rip back into shape.

 

[Cream Starlight]

Nothing returns.

<The whole ship is inactivated...>
The creeper-like machine sighs, then begins to see if there are anything interesting and/or useful in the craft, completely oblivious to what's happening outside.