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Auspicious Season (OOC)
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"My three hundred million bosses informed President Cahill that his services were no longer required," commented Ashley dryly, who despite herself looked considerably more relaxed than the last time Charlie had seen her. She was staying close to her ward, though with just enough distance to give the teens an illusion of privacy. She tensed briefly as Crystal-Gazer went in for the glomph, then nodded in satisfaction. In a murmur, she added, "All of Election Night was Judy. It was about time." Judy didn't blush - she actually glowed a gentle red, like the setting sun - and then gave the sudden arriving Lulu a very warm hug, literally beaming as she did so. "Ah'm so happy to see you!" Then she hugged her again, very tight, and thought with the simple trust of her friend's discretion, pain edging the words It was all worth it. Then she smiled and said, "How was your Christmas? Ah loved those pictures you posted!"
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ic Auspicious Season (IC)
Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Rivers, Lakes and Oceans
The landing party went for Singularity, striking with fists and clubs to pin her down, but they weren't even able to strike a solid blow against the fast-moving powerhouse, much less seriously impede her attack. As Singularity went into action against the zombies, Sea Devil gave a bellow of outrage that must have been audible a half-mile away. All this work to celebrate an auspicious day and these horrible stupid creatures who made no sense were ruining it, ruining it! As if the oceans didn't have enough Surfacers in its depths, now the dead ones were causing trouble Above - and maybe making Jessie have to spend the night in the closet again, or hiding in the bathtub, and it was awful! There was only one thing to do, and that was to help. Sea Devil didn't hesitate as Singularity began tearing the zombies apart, instead leaping into the midst of their ranks and simply impaling one through the body with her trident. She didn't stop there, knowing such things wouldn't die from that - instead she smashed it against the sand, again and again, until it was in pieces. They stank something awful too!- 65 replies
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Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Rivers, Lakes and Oceans
The zombies attack Singularity, trying to grapple her with their hideous hands! https://orokos.com/roll/868586 they do not even manage a hit A thoroughly scandalized Sea Devil Leaps into the fray! She stabs one of the monsters as hard as she can! She takes 10 and hits it. Tou vs 27 = 13 This one also gets impaled and is out. @Nerdzul, you're up! -
Auspicious Season (OOC)
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Singularity: 30, +1 additional HP Sailor Mob: 24 Sea Devil: 21 Nightscale: 14 Wraith: 13 Singularity is up! These are minions, there are six of them - I want to give everybody a chance at something, so I'll let you take down two of the remaining six. -
"Much information traditionally reserved for the Lor intellectual-cultural hierarchy has been made available to the galactic public since the Incursion. Most Terrans simply do not know where to look." Eira stared at Dayvd, eyes unfocusing for a long moment, then said, "Rurland is a place to go if the laws about synthetic life ever change. That could happen, yes? There is enough talk about the alien, with the revelations about your President, much less the menace of the machine." She stepped back and looked Davyd over, then made a few more suggestions that she mirrored with her holograms - a shorter or greater height, larger or smaller bust compared to her build, and one build in green velvet and pixie boots that certainly looked quite a bit like a distaff version of - well, Eira didn't stay on that one very long. She adopted a common posture in all of them, hands behind her back, occasionally cracking her knuckles when she seemed particularly excited: there seemed to be no question about the Eira underneath.
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"I have considered many things." Eira illustrated them by shifting from one hologram to another, moving through images less and less human - an Avian, a metal endoskeleton, even a hovering drone - and then finally, the greatest inhuman thing of all, a flat-chested version of herself with a strong, slightly stubbled jaw and short blond hair. "But I do not live in the Robot Nation. If I wish to live in a humanoid world, I must be a humanoid. Besides, the humanoid shape has other - " As 'he' shifted back to 'her', robotic form fading away beneath her regular smart metal disguise, "advantages, yes?" She smirked and turned, walking away to her holographic recording devices, hands folded behind her back. "If you are interested in psychology and sociological texts with a focus on the Grue, I would be happy to generate a reading list for you - I have access to Lor documentation that is not typically available to inhabitants of Earth. The literature is extensive. Did you know the Lor even came here to Earth, looking for the Grue, for first contact? It is a conflict that in many ways defined their culture before the Incursion."
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Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Rivers, Lakes and Oceans
The German sailor's head went flying off and landed directly at Grey's feet, prompting the teenage boy to turn white and bolt to his feet as lightning crackled in his spiky hair. "Ach du lieber!" the head declared in a tone of great annoyance, raising a lot of questions about how exactly he was speaking, "Not again! Get them, men!" And with that, carrying improvised weapons like oars and boathooks or just their rotting fists, the sailor-zombies closed in!- 65 replies
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Avenger Assembled replied to Avenger Assembled's topic in Rivers, Lakes and Oceans
That hits! The DC to hit them is just 17 (13 flat-footed), for future reference. Tou vs DC 29 https://orokos.com/roll/868364 = 11 His head's off, if you like - he certainly isn't going anywhere without getting stitched up. https://orokos.com/roll/868365 = Sea Devil init, 21 Sailor mob: https://orokos.com/roll/868367 = 24! Roll init, folks - but you don't necessarily have to take them apart if you don't want to. -
@angrydurfit's you!
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Sea Devil stayed in the rear though all her instincts told her to scream and leap for its throat. She'd used a great and terrible spell to expose its secrets and there would be consequences. There always were with the false gods. Sure enough, there were indeed. Roaring in inarticulate rage at its exposure, the great beast reached up with its tentacles and tore at the rocky ceiling above them, striking at it with what at first looked like an effort to escape, then to procure missile weapons - until suddenly with a great roar, the rocks gave way with an unholy roar, sending huge boulders plunging down into the melee that surrounded it. The beast meant to bring the whole place down on their heads!
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Sea Devil: holds her action till after Justice goes! Vhoka's Avatar: drops a rank 12 area effect with the usual DC 22 Reflex/DC 27 DMG on everybody - it's a classic!
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"Ah-hah!" declared the officer at the sight of the holographic President, seemingly convinced fully by Nightscale's illusion. "President Wilson, on behalf of Kaiser Wilhelm and the Reich, I have an important message for you!" And then he drew his pistol and aimed it directly at the midsection of the hologram. "The men of the U-616 have traveled a very long and very hard road to make you our prisoner as the first step of conquering America!" "The hell you have!" declared Agent Sadler, who drew what appeared to be a holdout taser and stepped between the zombie and the students. "I don't even know if this will work on you, dead man, but I'm willing to try!" "...but wait!" Aquaria croaked. "You are a thing of a strange aeon - one where even death has died! Why do you even care for this thing?" she demanded, waving a limb at the projected ghost, which she could barely see and hear at all. She was much more concerned with trying to get Jessie to step back, not quite grabbing onto her (as that was a potential trigger) but offering physical encouragement about how they should move back towards the van.- 65 replies
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"Then Ah have to go too," said Judy softly. "Ashley's the only one who can talk to them, but Ah'm the only one of us that has any experience taking care of little kids, and Ashley's not going to leave me out here as long as she's taking care of me. Ah'm not gonna leave them in there." "But what about-?" Ashley wasn't sure how to ask the question, so she didn't finish; she could tell Judy got it. "If that's what...if that's what people like me are like..." Her eyes glowing, Judy looked down at her left hand, where a ball of glowing rainbow fire had formed. "Ah don't want any part of it." She closed her hand, snuffing the flame and the rainbow light in her eyes, and looked at the others with determination in her eyes. "We'll talk in there," said Ashley, "let's get these kids going. Danica," she said urgently, "I need you to let me out of there the minute there's trouble, okay? I need to make sure Judy is safe, then I can come out and help you." Meanwhile, Judy was going around and gently gathering up some of the items from the classroom, careful not to disturb either the sleeping students or their napping teacher.
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"Hm." Eira looked Davyd up and down, and then seemed to come to a decision - shifting away "The Spider" and indeed all of her human physique, she changed in form to the chrome-bright finish that was her exterior layer, looking up at Davyd with flat white eyes that glowed like low-powered light-bulbs. When that was done, she stepped away, her booted feet scuffing on the linoleum floor. When she spoke her voice was a low, husky whisper. "I am currently processing multiple infravisual and radio inputs faster than an unaided organic mind could tolerate. I will be fine." She smiled, and this time it was a white slash across a face so mirror-bright Davyd could see himself reflected against her features. "Do not let them define you. They will look and see what they choose, but you are who you are." Her smile grew. "Fine words, are they not? It is is all a social construct, yes? We must live with what they have built; whether we approve of their design or not."
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Slow enough that he could discourage her if he was so inclined, Eira reached out and touched one of Davyd's new arms, her fingertips almost room-temperature cold. "This is excellent work," she told him seriously, before she released her grip and smiled thinly, "Dragonfly was never a student here. She is self-educated - the best way, yes?" She folded her hands behind her back, all of them, and stepped back to study Davyd's new eyes. "Yes, with different sensory apparati for each one? Excellent." Her smile widened, her blue lips and white teeth a slash against her pale face. "Miss Americana prefers to supervise field trips rather than come here herself. She has mentored several Claremont students in the past, such as myself and Citizen. I grew up with American heroes but she is...phenomenal. Whatever you have heard, it is all true. I...do you consider yourself a Grue, in terms of your identity?" she asked suddenly.
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Unseen, Eira's left hand closed into a fist. "My organic body was destroyed in the hospital crematorium after my initial upload. The ashes have since been scattered." She studied the limbs coming out of Davyd's back and hmmed, a look of reluctant approval on her face. She tapped invisible buttons inside her arm, and the limbs protruding from her back shifted until they matched his. "The organic design is convincing, and could be accomplished with the proper materials. Hm." She adjusted her goggles and said, "I will construct a new body and upload my intelligence into its primary operating system. There will be considerable hardware continuity but much will be new. It is the story of the Ship of Theseus, yes? The work indeed a significant investment but I have put considerable effort into the work since I moved to this body. Dragonfly and Miss Americana will monitor the final transformation. Miss Americana says that this counts as paying for college." She smiled thinly. "It is an American joke. I have already graduated from university in Sweden. Can you, hm...more eyes, up the forehead?"
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"You can talk to books?" asked Judy, her eyes wide. "That's really cool!" She blinked when the boys came over, Pan pulling Leon away, and closed her eyes to take a moment to compose herself. "It was fine!" she called after the retreating boys, her eyebrows drawn together in annoyance and her Southern accent thickening. She turned back to Micah and jumped a little, hand on her chest automatically. "Well. This has been quite a mornin' already." She smiled at Micah and suggested, "Walk me up to my room?" Ashley managed to not even roll her eyes as Judy offered Micah her arm, which frankly she thought was truly an act of heroism.
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"But a beautiful one," said Eira, smirking at Pan. She shot the carny a look but didn't press him any further - this was not the first time in her life she had been in such a situation. "The heroes of this time will be here for him soon. We should not be here when they arrive." "I am but the controller of a very large and _very_ expensive machine," said the carny, doffing his cap to the others. "And I fear its operation has not given you your due." He smiled. "As to how and why it works, who can say? I fix it it when it breaks and bring satisfaction to its riders. I am not one of its architects, merely an Operator." The Operator winked and said in a whiskey-and-cigarette rasp, "If you think about it carefully, you'll see the meaning in all this. It's just a matter of all of us finding our proper - roles." And with that, he went about his work helping the kids round up the last of the tourists, as eager as they were to get them back where they belonged.
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Init: Sea Devil: 27 Vhoka's Avatar: 24 Ouroboros: 20 Salvo: 20 Justice: 8 Guess I'd better post IC/GM! =D
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"I have a - strong emotional connection to my uncle," said Eira, "but the rest, yes, I would grow tired of being asked where one might find Valhalla, or what the Aesir think of events in Midgard," she added, her voice turning into a sneer at the last few words. "You are correct. Here, this next one requires internal as well as external modifications." She turned, her projected body seeming to present a backless shirt to Davyd that ran almost to her beltline. He could make out what looked like elaborate tattoos on her fair skin, or perhaps scarification - until suddenly something like a large metal finger seemed to unfold from her back, then another,, then more below, until two long, silvery limbs had risen past her shoulders - and another two lower down, curved below her waist. When she turned around, her face had changed too - growing leaner and slimmer, with prominent cheekbones and big eyes, without the girlish softness of her current look. "The Spider," she said softly. "It will not be difficult to give the limbs full functionality, and even equip them with useful internally powered devices." She ran her fingers through her hair and it turned a bright, glimmering silver that matched the new, metallic color of her eyes.
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"Excellent," said Eira. "A fine partnership." She folded her hands behind her back, unconsciously mimicking Miss Americana, and walked all the way around 'herself', nodding approvingly. When she'd completed her circuit, she extended her hand and pressed down on the inside of her lower left arm in a regular pattern, and abruptly seemed to shift position. Davyd had seen Eira's holograms in action before and so this would come as no surprise, but this particular form was one he hadn't seen before - a tall, muscular version of Eira like something out of Norse mythology, a good six foot tall and solidly built, with the body of a Viking warrior and an armored, silver costume to match. "I call this one the Fenris Maiden. An homage to my uncle's heroic career, even if it does suggest a connection to Nordic mythology that I myself do not feel."
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Eira blinked, seeming to stare right through Davyd's head for a moment before she said, "Macbeth! My favorite." She folded her hands and looked him over, a sharp smile on her face. In her white labcoat and goggles she certainly looked the part of the mad scientist, with her shock of bright blue hair only accentuating the look. "As you may know," she said, making a smooth gesture over one of the holographic projectors she had put on the instructor's locked desk, "I am in the process of designing my adult body, but I find that I am...dissatisfied with the quality of my simulations. I require the services of a live model, yes?" The projector produced a holographic version of Eira herself in minature, wearing a two-piece bathing suit in Claremont colors. She put her hand to her chin and said, "I am willing to offer sixty-five dollars for an hour's work, over the average for modeling in the United States."
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January 2021 Claremont Evening Eira had managed to reserve one of the art studios for a project in the evening period, and indeed project it was. She busied herself as she waited for Davyd, deploying fixed cameras around the square space in the front of the room where the model usually stood. She raised a hand and a few drone-cameras took off from her bag, humming softly as their internal magnetic drives activated and left them to zip around the room like tiny rotorless helicopters. She activated her connection to drones and cameras alike, eyes unfocusing slightly as she took in the three-dimensional view. She had only spoken to Davyd once since their return from Christmas - but there was no doubt in her mind that he would show up. After all, a substantial portion of her holiday allowance was at stake.