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I wounder though how did he see a wip cabin of log as... concrete...

Copied it back for @Creeper326 :
Jerigo draws her flintlock but keeps it pointed to the ground. Her other hand rests on the handle of her saber.*
"The only concrete we have is dirt, and the only machinery here is my sword and her blueprints. This what we are constructing is what regular people do when they wish to live in a comfortable home. We do not intend to cause any harm to others, only to protect ourselves."


"??????"
Xueqing is wildly confused.
I suppose he deleted it but ok.

"Hmmm."
While it is faint, A doubt did cross his mind.
"But this sound... It's irritates me."

Geist take aim at a certain direction behind both of them.

Confidence Check (10)+2
And fire it.
 
I suppose he deleted it but ok.

"Hmmm."
While it is faint, A doubt did cross his mind.
"But this sound... It's irritates me."

Geist take aim at a certain direction behind both of them.

Confidence Check (10)+2
And fire it.
Xueqing's first thought after hearing the gunshot is running forward to push Jerigo away, but she finds nothing happen to them two.
...
She looks back at the house.
(Let's wait and let Creeper decide what will happen to the house, he's a DM.)


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Dusty is woken up by the gunshot, and panicks.
<WHAT THE?!>
She runs out from a tent nearby, while still having her right arm injured (but patched with a bandage). She looks almost identical to Xueqing, except she has bloodstains on her clothes and an extra deep blue scarf.
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I suppose he deleted it but ok.

"Hmmm."
While it is faint, A doubt did cross his mind.
"But this sound... It's irritates me."

Geist take aim at a certain direction behind both of them.

Confidence Check (10)+2
And fire it.
[[(14) The wooden logs that make the house wall frames gets peppered with small holes, but remains undamaged other than that. It seems the shotgun was loaded with birdshot.]]

*Jerigo ducks her head instinctivly, looks at Xueqing but sees both of them are unharmed. She stands up straight and cocks the hammer of her flintlock, still pointing it down but raised significantly.*
"Why do you fire your weapon?!" *She hisses.*


(Thanks for implementing Jerigo's diolauge and actions, Cream!)
 
I suppose he deleted it but ok.

"Hmmm."
While it is faint, A doubt did cross his mind.
"But this sound... It's irritates me."

Geist take aim at a certain direction behind both of them.

Confidence Check (10)+2
And fire it.
[[(14) The wooden logs that make the house wall frames gets peppered with small holes, but remains undamaged other than that. It seems the shotgun was loaded with buckshot.]]

*Jerigo ducks her head instinctivly, looks at Xueqing but sees both of them are unharmed. She stands up straight and cocks the hammer of her flintlock, still pointing it down but raised significantly.*
"Why do you fire your weapons?!" *She hisses.*


(Thanks for implementing Jerigo's diolauge and actions, Cream!)
She sees the state of the house, and let out a relieved "phew".
Then, the teenage girl turns back and glares at Geist.
"What the hell?!"

Dusty also notices the person, and assumes the person has attacked them.
She immediately draws out her umbrella while gazing at the person, both furiously and nervously.
 
"And yet you're a magic user, so here we are.."
"I'm not talking about the magic, I'm talking about the sweetheart thing"
He grunts quietly and waves at her as he turns back around to the machine, and to Isaac.

"So.. you gonna hit it or-?"
Issac looks at the machine for a while, shocked to see the machine dosen't have rust on it's body
"It didn't rust? how? what metal dosen't rust?"

The heavily armored knight looks over and down, eyes invisible within his helmet.

"Sure. Someone just hit it at least, I can't keep it down forever.."


As he says as such, the machine seems to buckle a bit, straining upwards against the weight of the blade, and the force of the one using it.
Issac sighs and does a swift slash with his shortsword in an attempt to decapitate the machine [7]
He leans on his zweihander as the soldiers and knights chat excitedly behind him, clearly a bit awed by watching Kahl and Isaac in action.
Issac looks at the army and then back at Kahl
"I guess you popular around your militia"
 
"I will assist, then."
The creeper then fires 3 beams of laser at the machine, all of them taimed at the head - except the third not so accurate.
[11, 18,
1] [Ammo: 45/50/150]
(0, 0) Given the machine can't really move, it's plastered with the two pulses to the head as the creeper moves around front to take aim. (11 + 18 = 29 ---- 143 - 29 = 114)

Another of the four dots of light on its head extinguish as its head cracks inwards from the blows, a web of damage rippling across its glass visor.

In a feral burst, it scrambles out from beneath the sword, staggering to its legs.


"I'm not talking about the magic, I'm talking about the sweetheart thing"
"You could say demeaning magic users is a bit of a salty habit of mine. Call it envy, maybe, but I see it as merely poking fun."

Issac looks at the machine for a while, shocked to see the machine dosen't have rust on it's body
"It didn't rust? how? what metal dosen't rust?"

Issac sighs and does a swift slash with his shortsword in an attempt to decapitate the machine [7]
Given that it was able to scramble away from the sword due to the creeper's attack instilling some genuine fear in it, (4), the blade doesn't cut as deep as Isaac might like, though the strange red liquid still dribbles down from its neck. (7 ---- 114 - 7 = 107)

Issac looks at the army and then back at Kahl
"I guess you popular around your militia"
Hefting his sword again as the machine scrambles to recover, he glances to Isaac, facial expression still hidden beneath thick armor.

"Being the second-longest serving active general tends to do that. It helps to be fully incompatible with magic. Makes the strength all that more admirable."

Seems he's no stranger to tooting his own horn..

He lunges at the machine with a thrusting strike from his zweihander. (16)


(9) It's skewered, blade ripping a hole in its lower torso as it awkwardly drags itself off, stumbling a few steps further back. (16 ---- 107 - 16 = 91)

it almost seems.. afraid? It really isn't attacking anymore.


With it at range, another round of bolts and magic are loosed upon it. (17, 2, 14)

(6, 18, 12) The machine is pierced through the shoulder by a huge ballista bolt, staggering to the ground with a loud clang, bladed arm morphing back to a six fingered hand as it raises said hand defensively in front of its visor. The rain of arrows and flame magic pelt it, blowing three of the six fingers off, mangling the arm a lot, though the metal still seems pretty hardy. (17 + 14 = 31 ---- 91 - 31 = 60)

It remains on the ground... slowly reaching behind itself to sling off the cylinder placed upon it's back. it drags it off and slams it on the ground before it. It hastily presses a few small buttons on a little interface. Hunched defensively over the canister, it snaps open, a golden yellow light illuminating its dark metals from whatever is within.

With a shaking hand, it withdraws an odd, malformed, almost prismatic crystal, curled within severed, long, crooked fingers. It's down to two lights upon it's visor now, one of them flickering from time to time.


"
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(0, 0) Given the machine can't really move, it's plastered with the two pulses to the head as the creeper moves around front to take aim. (11 + 18 = 29 ---- 143 - 29 = 114)

Another of the four dots of light on its head extinguish as its head cracks inwards from the blows, a web of damage rippling across its glass visor.

In a feral burst, it scrambles out from beneath the sword, staggering to its legs.
The creeper gets out from the craft, and attempts stopping the machine with his 4 mechanical arms.
"Ya aren't getting awa-"

Hefting his sword again as the machine scrambles to recover, he glances to Isaac, facial expression still hidden beneath thick armor.

"Being the second-longest serving active general tends to do that. It helps to be fully incompatible with magic. Makes the strength all that more admirable."

Seems he's no stranger to tooting his own horn..

He lunges at the machine with a thrusting strike from his zweihander. (16)
*backs off a bit* "Woah"
(9) It's skewered, blade ripping a hole in its lower torso as it awkwardly drags itself off, stumbling a few steps further back. (16 ---- 107 - 16 = 91)

it almost seems.. afraid? It really isn't attacking anymore.


With it at range, another round of bolts and magic are loosed upon it. (17, 2, 14)

(6, 18, 12) The machine is pierced through the shoulder by a huge ballista bolt, staggering to the ground with a loud clang, bladed arm morphing back to a six fingered hand as it raises said hand defensively in front of its visor. The rain of arrows and flame magic pelt it, blowing three of the six fingers off, mangling the arm a lot, though the metal still seems pretty hardy. (17 + 14 = 31 ---- 91 - 31 = 60)

It remains on the ground... slowly reaching behind itself to sling off the cylinder placed upon it's back. it drags it off and slams it on the ground before it. It hastily presses a few small buttons on a little interface. Hunched defensively over the canister, it snaps open, a golden yellow light illuminating its dark metals from whatever is within.

With a shaking hand, it withdraws an odd, malformed, almost prismatic crystal, curled within severed, long, crooked fingers. It's down to two lights upon it's visor now, one of them flickering from time to time.
The creeper raises up his laser gun again, aiming at the crystal, assuming it is something important to said machine.
[20]
He fires it with absolute accuracy.

"
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"I've seen many who speak language that isn't easily understood. For example, La Nota."
 
[[(14) The wooden logs that make the house wall frames gets peppered with small holes, but remains undamaged other than that. It seems the shotgun was loaded with birdshot.]]

*Jerigo ducks her head instinctivly, looks at Xueqing but sees both of them are unharmed. She stands up straight and cocks the hammer of her flintlock, still pointing it down but raised significantly.*
"Why do you fire your weapon?!" *She hisses.*


(Thanks for implementing Jerigo's diolauge and actions, Cream!)
She sees the state of the house, and let out a relieved "phew".
Then, the teenage girl turns back and glares at Geist.
"What the hell?!"

Dusty also notices the person, and assumes the person has attacked them.
She immediately draws out her umbrella while gazing at the person, both furiously and nervously.
Geist stood still for a moment and look around.
And then looks straight toward the house.
He lowered his shotgun and slowly start walking toward the structure seemingly ignore everyone that berated at him, Not even a bat of an eye.
 
Geist stood still for a moment and look around.
And then looks straight toward the house.
He lowered his shotgun and slowly start walking toward the structure seemingly ignore everyone that berated at him, Not even a bat of an eye.
The two girls stare at him as he walks past.
 
"You could say demeaning magic users is a bit of a salty habit of mine. Call it envy, maybe, but I see it as merely poking fun."
"I don;t thinks it's that you can't, it's just that you don't trry hard enought"
Hefting his sword again as the machine scrambles to recover, he glances to Isaac, facial expression still hidden beneath thick armor.

"Being the second-longest serving active general tends to do that. It helps to be fully incompatible with magic. Makes the strength all that more admirable."

Seems he's no stranger to tooting his own horn..

He lunges at the machine with a thrusting strike from his zweihander. (16)


(9) It's skewered, blade ripping a hole in its lower torso as it awkwardly drags itself off, stumbling a few steps further back. (16 ---- 107 - 16 = 91)

it almost seems.. afraid? It really isn't attacking anymore.


With it at range, another round of bolts and magic are loosed upon it. (17, 2, 14)

(6, 18, 12) The machine is pierced through the shoulder by a huge ballista bolt, staggering to the ground with a loud clang, bladed arm morphing back to a six fingered hand as it raises said hand defensively in front of its visor. The rain of arrows and flame magic pelt it, blowing three of the six fingers off, mangling the arm a lot, though the metal still seems pretty hardy. (17 + 14 = 31 ---- 91 - 31 = 60)

It remains on the ground... slowly reaching behind itself to sling off the cylinder placed upon it's back. it drags it off and slams it on the ground before it. It hastily presses a few small buttons on a little interface. Hunched defensively over the canister, it snaps open, a golden yellow light illuminating its dark metals from whatever is within.

With a shaking hand, it withdraws an odd, malformed, almost prismatic crystal, curled within severed, long, crooked fingers. It's down to two lights upon it's visor now, one of them flickering from time to time.
Issac stood there for a while before realising what the machine was doing, he didn't need to understand the language to intirprit the action, since creeper aimed for the crystal, Issac created three sword projectiles out of Umbral and aimed for the machines head [18,7,6].
 
(6) All the machine can muster is to pull the crystal in, towards itself, using its body to block the shot.. which proceeds to rip a hole clean through it's shoulder and upper back. Only one light on its visor remains lit now. (60 - 20 = 40)

It can scarcely wobble its head up before Kahl executes a massive uppercut with his zweihander. (19)

(11) And though it's able to move a bit, the blow still rips across its torso, sending it sprawling back. (40 - 19 = 21)

With it's last light flickering, it raises the crystal to its head, pausing.. before driving it through its cracked visor with a loud shatter and spray of red liquid. (21 - 21 = 0)

Its arm slowly droops as the once radiant crystal flickers out, and the body falls limply to the side, twitching a bit before going still.


Kahl looks down as he slings his huge sword across his back.. waving for the remaining unharmed soldiers to form rank behind him.

"... It took itself out, madam Topaz."


She watches distantly from her horse, silently raising a hand for the artillery to reload.
 
The two girls stare at him as he walks past.
Suddently, A busy sound of heavy construction getting louder as he get closer to the house.
Geist strech his arm out with a hand gesture like he is trying to open something, But the grip turns to wave as he is unable grasp on to anything.

"!!"
Geist realize something and the sound faded to silence.

He then turns to three people behind him, And let out a question.
"What is the final form of this structure..."
 
Suddently, A busy sound of heavy construction getting louder as he get closer to the house.
Geist strech his arm out with a hand gesture like he is trying to open something, But the grip turns to wave as he is unable grasp on to anything.

"!!"
Geist realize something and the sound faded to silence.

He then turns to three people behind him, And let out a question.
"What is the final form of this structure..."
Xueqing, facing this sudden shift in attitude, looks at Jerigo for a brief while.
Then, she takes out her phone, opens ibis Paint X, and shows her blueprint drawn in black and white. (You can find the reference here.)
(@Creeper326, your notifs might have been broken)
 
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Suddently, A busy sound of heavy construction getting louder as he get closer to the house.
Geist strech his arm out with a hand gesture like he is trying to open something, But the grip turns to wave as he is unable grasp on to anything.

"!!"
Geist realize something and the sound faded to silence.

He then turns to three people behind him, And let out a question.
"What is the final form of this structure..."
Blueprinter walks out of his warehouse, and picks up a tree. He slowly carries said tree into his warehouse.
If Geist looks at said warehouse, he sees a mighty fortress. Its construction-paper walls surround the intial clearing, and tall, angular towers stand at the four corners, reaching high above the walls and eventually reaching the bottom corners of the rest of the fortress.
The rest of the fortress is shaped like a stretched-out pyramid, and is very very tall. The entire structure seems to have been reinforced with magic.
 
Geist stood still for a moment and look around.
And then looks straight toward the house.
He lowered his shotgun and slowly start walking toward the structure seemingly ignore everyone that berated at him, Not even a bat of an eye.
*Jerigo keeps her flitlock pointed towards the ground. She is getting more and more agitated.*
Suddently, A busy sound of heavy construction getting louder as he get closer to the house.
Geist strech his arm out with a hand gesture like he is trying to open something, But the grip turns to wave as he is unable grasp on to anything.

"!!"
Geist realize something and the sound faded to silence.

He then turns to three people behind him, And let out a question.
"What is the final form of this structure..."
"What is that what you're doing? Where did the sounds come from?"
*Jerigo steps back and lets Xueqing show him the phone.*

Xueqing, facing this sudden shift in attitude, looks at Jerigo for a brief while.
Then, she takes out her phone, opens ibis Paint X, and shows her blueprint drawn in black and white. (You can find the reference here.)
*Jerigo looks at Xueqing as well.*
"Just let him check what he needs, we do not want violence."

(@Creeper326, your notifs might have been broken)
(I was a little busy, apologies if anyone has been kept waiting.)
 
Xueqing doesn't give her phone to Geist, instead just holding it up for him to take a look at the structure blueprint. Notably, the cat drawn by Jerigo earlier doesn't show up - she moved it to another layer.
 
*Jerigo at this stage has holstered her flintlock and comes up behind Geist, one hand notably close to her firearm and the other on her hip.*
 
(6) All the machine can muster is to pull the crystal in, towards itself, using its body to block the shot.. which proceeds to rip a hole clean through it's shoulder and upper back. Only one light on its visor remains lit now. (60 - 20 = 40)

It can scarcely wobble its head up before Kahl executes a massive uppercut with his zweihander. (19)

(11) And though it's able to move a bit, the blow still rips across its torso, sending it sprawling back. (40 - 19 = 21)

With it's last light flickering, it raises the crystal to its head, pausing.. before driving it through its cracked visor with a loud shatter and spray of red liquid. (21 - 21 = 0)

Its arm slowly droops as the once radiant crystal flickers out, and the body falls limply to the side, twitching a bit before going still.


Kahl looks down as he slings his huge sword across his back.. waving for the remaining unharmed soldiers to form rank behind him.

"... It took itself out, madam Topaz."


She watches distantly from her horse, silently raising a hand for the artillery to reload.
Issac walks towards Kahl, using his healing magic to remove the wither effect upon himself
"We need to prepare, I believe it was sending out a distress call, more could arrive in the near future."
 
Issac walks towards Kahl, using his healing magic to remove the wither effect upon himself
"We need to prepare, I believe it was sending out a distress call, more could arrive in the near future."
He looks over, scoffing, the noise quietly echoing out from his helmet as he crosses his arms. The rest of the squadron huddles behind him.

"Pfffhhaah, then we'll just kill them too. That was quite easy, don't you agree?"

"They're scared little things, cowering once you hit them upside the head enough times-"


A dim, albeit piercing glow shines from the corpse of the machine. Something is off.

The crystal's lit back up, and the ruined body is shuddering, twitching violently.


Kahl, unamused, gestures for artillery support from Topaz.

She does so unquestioningly, the body pierced further, nailed to the ground by a hellfire of bolts and arrows, blasted with fire magic.

It takes the smoke a minute to clear, but something still shines brightly from within it..

"... Round two?"

He glances at Isaac.
 
He looks over, scoffing, the noise quietly echoing out from his helmet as he crosses his arms. The rest of the squadron huddles behind him.

"Pfffhhaah, then we'll just kill them too. That was quite easy, don't you agree?"
"A bit too easy, and from my line of work, nothing is ever easy"
"They're scared little things, cowering once you hit them upside the head enough times-"

A dim, albeit piercing glow shines from the corpse of the machine. Something is off.

The crystal's lit back up, and the ruined body is shuddering, twitching violently.
"I knew it, you jinxed us"
Issac finishes clensing himself before unshething his umbral blade.

Kahl, unamused, gestures for artillery support from Topaz.

She does so unquestioningly, the body pierced further, nailed to the ground by a hellfire of bolts and arrows, blasted with fire magic.

It takes the smoke a minute to clear, but something still shines brightly from within it..

"... Round two?"

He glances at Isaac.
a smirk runs across Issacs face as he changes the grip of his sword into a reverse grip and uses it as a cataclist to create a bow out of umbral magic. He pulls the string back as three massive arrows charge up from the bow.
"I'm ready as I'll ever be, I hope you're too"
He releases the string of the bow as the three arrows home-into the bright light, hopefully piercing the machines body and shattering the crystal all together [15,4,9].
 
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