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  1. IC Doubt

     

    WELL NOT UNTIL YOU SAID IT I WASN'T

     

    He looked at the pair in a worried manner, hoping they wouldn't actually chime in. "I've been here for a while; I know where the doctor is."

  2. IC Dessimus - welp

     

     

    "Your point is unceremoniously nulled because I am not making our defense an assumption of species traits," He growled as softly as he could. "I'm asking you to prepare for something worse than Vorox. Yes, Vorox attacked the ship, so the survivors say. But why on Bara Magna does that mean they were alone?"

     

    He leaned back, idling with his lone piece of silverware. "But it appears I'm causing tension in the proceedings, so I'll move on." He glanced at the Skakdi compatriot during his sentence to see if she had somehow missed his sarcasm. "Besides, us selfless workaholics have to do something with our bleak existences."

     

    "Fe does not carelessly ship its secrets around like children's toys; It would be more believable that the Vorox did this than to a Fe ship. But..."

     

    And then there was a gap of silence as his mind raced over Saffina's plan. The possible factors, the Vorox- who cares the variety- taking over the ship and potentially flying it, the event of losing the cargo haulers...

     

    He tapped the handle of his spoon against the table softly as he puzzled over it, finally setting it back down and glancing back up at Saffina with a soft confidence in his eyes. "There's not many gaps in that but it's the best option available. And given the night we have the visibility advantage."

     

    "Touche."

  3. IC Doubt

     

    Acid reflex, was it called? whatever it was, it was bugging him as soon as Kororia responded to the... Whoever it was. Why did he feel like this was going to happen with every Rahk she met?

  4. IC Lukasi - Metronome

     

    The sand splashed around in the ball of air for the time that it lasted, some spitting out to the sides until the attack dissipated and Metronome spilled onto the ground once again.

     

    It... It didn't work. Karz!

  5.  

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    Hey yo how's it going, buddy. Couple things:

     

    1) This would be best as a personal message as it's meant for a single member, and

    2) This is the profiles—not discussion—topic, anyway :P

     

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    my error

  6. IC Sorox

     

    As the pair dragged him up, he tried desperately to make it look like he wasn't that bad off at all. It failed worse than Datrox's epic lighting.

     

    "S-set me on the bench," he grunted, trying his best not to gasp for air in a horrifying manner. It was then that he noticed his sword off to the side.

  7. Hey Timageness, I heard that you have a character that's not locked in interaction.  Well, so do I, and I'd be wiling to have my character interact with yours.

    If it's OK with you, of course.

    In the event that we do end up interacting, could you tell me where Septima is. so that I know where to put Gairu?

    It might be a good idea to PM him something like this, as it's not really fit for the BZPRPG News and Discussion topic.

  8. IC Sorox

     

    What the fluff is with the 'pardner'

     

    He coughed. "Well, I think I can taste my stomach through my nose, so I'm guessing that isn't a good sign..."

     

    "You and Patchwork okay? That fellows made my lunch invert and I think I gotta burn on my stomach, but otherwi-"

     

    And he abruptly coughed out a large ball of spit and stomach acid onto the floor and slumped against Datrox's arm, clearly out of the fight. "Okay don't ever listen to me regarding medical stuff."

  9. IC Sorox

     

     

    For a moment when the big Skakdi hit the floor, he thought the train had disconnected or derailed. But the sudden silence of incredibly abrupt noise was a large sign that whatever it was had ceased. He lay breathing for a moment before he tried to get up.

     

    Nope. Not happening.

     

    He looked to Datrox, finally noticing Cyramar under one of the seats. Had that fellow thrown his shield or was he using it to try to protect himself from the fire? He thought maybe it had flown over him, earlier, but he wasn't sure. There was only one thought in his head right now:

     

    Someone, somewhere, get me a doggone drink.

  10. ~snip~

    IC Dessimus - not the food that's too salty

     

    He glanced at Ektana. The disappointment in the response was evident upon her features, and Dessimus' were not much farther off.

     

    "That is by no means satisfactory, Saffina. Firstly, Vorox are always Vorox, and they would much rather fight over a weapon capable of a hit like that rather than all agree to use it on an airship, and also know how to aim it properly. Secondly..."

     

    He paused to take a small bite of the meal pack. "Secondly, if the Vorox were that capable of using a weapon like that, they would also have smuggled away anything they could get their hands on that looked potentially useful or valuable, making our entire mission pointless. But you must have thought of that in your incredible planning, so you must have known that at least some of the cargo would still be here... I assume."

     

    "And finally, you really haven't provided a reason for there not being something much more powerful than the Vorox around." He almost groaned as he said that. "I'm not asking for a death charge into the main camp of the botabarawhatchacalla Vorox, I'm not looking for a plan of attack."

     

    "Do you have a plan of retreat?"

  11. IC Dessimus - Brains, Anyone?

     

    Well, that was the first useful thing the Skakdi had said this entire time. He nodded his appreciation; he wasn't afraid to show it when he had it to show.

     

    "I'm not saying I want to bomb out. But maybe it would have a bit wiser to inform us we were walking into a potential den of something horrible and monstrous before we got on board, so at the very least we could prepare for that sort of thing." He picked idly at his block of unidentifiable 'food' called nutritious servings. At least he was getting a square meal.

     

    "What kind of cargo are we expecting to find down there? loose materials, intact containers? And... Did this thing have a black box, at the least?"

  12. After a very very very short 5 month hiatus, comic 7 is now out. 

    So soon? this might be too quick of a jump there Irrie.

     

    And Shadow would totally want to make a snarky joke somehow that would leave everyone uncomfortable and him giggling

  13. IC Dessimus - fine dining/whining

     

    "We have two armed combat vehicles and a transport vessel." Dessimus monotoned. "That isn't going to be much of a problem unless someone has a fleet."

     

    "No, what I want to know is does something powerful enough to knock that airship out of the sky with one hit still sit down there?" He leaned forwards earnestly, ignoring the meal pack temporarily. "We're marching into there without a clue in the world what's waiting inside. And you say the only problem we have are ships and Vorox?"

     

    He leaned back, snatching his meal pack and looking it over. "These are the wastes, mind you. The habitat is not known for its friendliness."

  14. IC Maldrakk - The Very Hungry Caterpillar

     

     

    He came out of his house with a bundle over his back - maps, drawings, and a newly completed sketch of the experimental vehicle were stowed away in his armour. The bundle contained a sleeping mat, among other things, and a few pressed flowers, whatever had managed to spring to life in the busy streets had been snipped and stowed away whenever he could find them. And any amounts of money were here and there in different amounts. Looks like Hakkzan didn't get to the banks fast enough, maybe? or was he being generous? whatever the cause, I need to find that one gullible Skrall Armani, maybe she could- WHAT IN THUNDER?!

     

    The unspeakable monster crawled up the side of New Atero, sending people running left and right. He instinctively clapped his hand to his head to fire a blast of impact vision at it- probably completely in vain- when he realized something.

     

    Why do I care?

     

    Instead, he turned and bolted towards the parking area, hoping desperately that somehow, in this ensuing chaos, his previous abode here would be demolished and the temptation to return forever gone.

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