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IC: "Ow." he stated simply and pulled his foot out from under an imperious heel, retrieving a standard looking wallet, all brown and leathery and nondescript. "Well, guess that's just us we have to worry about, then. Hey, Tiny, you good?" he asked the Band Coordinator, even as he confirmed his own status as financially sound. Coming from the jungle life had its perks, namely in frugality. Granted, it's not like he was entirely spartan, but he just wasn't by nature an exorbitant spender.

Paid off in the long run, for times like this.


"Buddy." came the Le-Koro accent from somewhere off on the outside of the table, past 'Red'. "Stay with me, man. You gotta fight it while all that sugar processes."

Jolek remembered the first time he found an ice cream parlor fondly, identifying with the Onu-Toa's battle.

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IC: "Alright, man. Gotta be sure."

"It's a good thing he's huge." Jolek noted, as the two continued to treat processed sugar with far too much gravitas. "If he were our size, he might've eaten himself into a coma. Which begs the question..."

Two pairs of eyes turned to settle on the Ta-Toa who had somehow beaten him.

How's she not out? Is she literally burning it off?

That girl really is incomprehensible.

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Toshiko- Ta-koro- Bouncing Ball of Annoyance

 

IC: So maybe Toshiko had left Onu-koro a little after the rest of the group, that still did not explain how she had somehow managed not to catch sight of them for the entire trip to Ta-koro. 

 

It was a tunnel, how do you miss somebody in a tunnel?

 

A quick question to the guards at the exit had quickly solved that mystery. Namely that her new found friends had never actualy exited the underground highway. That combined with the fact that there had been no bodies or signs of a recent struggle meant that either the entire geoup had headed off in some other direction or Toshiko had misheard their destination. And since the bubly merc had supreme confidence in her memory that meant that the entire rest of the group had managed to get themselves turned around somehow. 

 

It was the only reason that made sense.

 

Of course that did leave her with the problem of what to do for the next few days while she waited for the others to turn up. being the lucky lady that she was there just so happened to be a billboard with a collection of bounties on it nearby. 

 

So it was as a several hundred widget richer merc that the bubbly Vorixx found the others as they stumbbled and bumbled their way into town fom the nearby docks.

 

"There you all are!" Came the unbearably energetic voice. "I was wondering if you all had been eaten by a wild fusi!"

"I serve the weak. I serve the helpless. I am their sword and their shield. If you want to strike at them, you must go through me, and I am not so easily moved."

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Toshiko- Ta-koro- Bouncing Ball of Annoyance

 

IC: It seemed two of the party did not know who she was. The black suited Vortixx peered at the two in question. 

 

Were those two in the group back in Onu-koro? Curse you memory, why must you always let me down!

 

"I'm Toshiko, professional thrill seeker and the only member of the team who actually got here on time."

"I serve the weak. I serve the helpless. I am their sword and their shield. If you want to strike at them, you must go through me, and I am not so easily moved."

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"Oh yeah, I remember you!" Oceanna exclaimed, looking the Vortixx over. "Why didn't we follow you to Ta-koro instead? Maybe we wouldn't have gotten lost then!"

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"Higher than most people get." The Ve-Toa commented, bouncing the bag of widgets in her hand as she slipped into a seat opposite the two other players. She let the bag drop on the table with the sound of metal on metal while she settled in her chair, leaning it back casually. "Let's get me dealt in, now."

"Sparks, find whoever handles drinks around here."

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On this eve, the thirtieth anniversary of that first colony, many are left to wonder; is the world fast approaching a breaking point?

 

 

  Breaking Point: An OTC Mecha RPG

 

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IC: Alfon

 

"Yeah yeah, just don't make me carry you fallen-comrade style on the way out." I said, breaking away from the table in search of booze. In my experience at casinos, there's usually these little ladies and portly gents that roll up to tables with swanky liquor carts, so that's exactly what I was looking for: someone who hated their job and the people they were serving. 

 

A few minutes later, was the one rolling up to the table with one of them swanky liquor carts and swanky uniforms, the employee behind me looking like she'd just agreed to a bad idea.

 

"Alright ladies, we got bourbon, vodka, beer, wine, apple juice, sparkling wate-"

 

"Sir, could you please hurry u-"

 

"Hey hey hey, we had a deal, Layla. What am I paying you for?"

 

"My name's not-"

 

"Yeah yeah, I know, just keep quiet and stay on the lookout."

 

"...alright."

 

With a satisfactory smile, I turned back to Skri.

 

"So, would you like a drink, miss?"

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Skrihen's eyebrows arched until they were steeper than Mt. Ihu. And then a little past that. She wasn't sure what the Vo-Toa was up to, but she didn't really have the opportunity to ask. Or the time, given that she'd just been passed her chips and her cards.

 

"Bourbon, please."

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On this eve, the thirtieth anniversary of that first colony, many are left to wonder; is the world fast approaching a breaking point?

 

 

  Breaking Point: An OTC Mecha RPG

 

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IC: Alfon

 

"You got it."

 

Without further ado, I snatched a rocks glass from the cart's bottom shelf, flinging it into the air for two quick rotations before catching it and setting it down on the top shelf. The near-empty bottle of bourbon came next, which I tossed from under my back with the ease of a pro, having it sail over my shoulder only to stall it with a bump of the arm that sent it spinning upwards and back down into my hand.

 

I hadn't even finished pouring when Layla, of all people, started clapping.

 

"Your drink, miss." I said, smiling modestly as I handed Skri her bourbon. "That'll be, uuuh...um..."

 

Hmm.

 

I looked at Layla.

 

"How much is a double worth?" I whispered.

 

"Ten widgets." she replied, somehow giddier than the two plastered grandmas.

 

"Riiiiight." I spun back to face Skri.

 

"Nine widgets, please."

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Coinage for the drink was flicked Alfon's way. His trick with the drink was mildly impressive, but she wasn't going to let him know that. The Ve-Toa took a long swallow from her drink, eyeing both the dealer and the competition as she slid a few chips into position. Low-middle starting bet, but there was no point in playing recklessly. Going broke in a few rounds would just be boring. Now for the cards. It had been a while since she'd played, but if memory served, there was no card combination that could make her lose. For now.

"Hit me."

 

Another sip, while the dealer flipped the next card. Now the question remained... What on earth was Alfon doing?

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On this eve, the thirtieth anniversary of that first colony, many are left to wonder; is the world fast approaching a breaking point?

 

 

  Breaking Point: An OTC Mecha RPG

 

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IC: Alfon

 

"Layla, why the #### were you clapping?" I whispered, crouching down to level her gaze. "You can't do that ####! You'll blow my cover!"

 

"And you're not allowed undersell our drinks! And my name's not Layla!"

 

"First off, Layla, I'm not really allowed to do any of this," I gestured to myself and the cart. "but hey, not my fault you got bribed into letting me do your job. Second, she tipped me, so it rounds out! Look..."

 

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve...nueve...

 

nueve...

 

...

 

"Ayo, Scrooge," I muttered, leaning into Skri's ear. "You suck."

 

Pulling back, I fished a widget out of my pocket and grudgingly tipped myself, closing the bill.

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"This could be the last day of your lives that you get to spend before looking over your shoulder for Rahkshi or Piraka. If you two ladies are more interested in the gallant sports of robot fighting and giving me the cold shoulder, I'll be on my way. But I refuse to let Alfon have more fun than me before I die."

 

Reo gave the skyrocketed head of Plagia's champion a light flick on the chin and tilted his own upwards towards the door at a certain Toa of Stone who had walked in after his (ex-)teammate and waited by the door with arms crossed. 

 

"Sides, I even brought Taleen a double date. Hey Stannis, get the over here. Make a real friend, it won't hurt you."

 

"Well, that's certainly a matter of debate. One of my last real friends indirectly smashed my door."

 
Nevertheless, Stannis stood and advanced toward the bar, his crossed arms falling to his sides. "Are you going to introduce me or shall your friends always be a mystery to me?"
 
"The boxer here is Plagia, backup light of my life. Her strong and silent friend here is Taleen. Ladies, this is Stannis Maru. He's even more awkward than he looks."
 
-Tyler

SAY IT ONE MORE TIME 

TELL ME WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND

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"Ah of course, if there's one Maru nearby then surely the rest of them will be." Taleen mused, looking Stannis over, well aware of who he was before Reo even introduced him. One as famous as Stannis could be recognized by appearance alone. "Tell me Stannis, how does one indirectly smash a door? Is your friend terribly clumsy or just stupidly reckless?" Taleen asked with a light-hearted tone, at least attempting to start a conversation if nothing else. It wasn't often the assassin was able to be well...civil. 

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The ability to track down Lohkar wherever he was hiding was a skill I had picked up in the trade, a skill that would probably have been more useful if Lohkar was ever outside of either the 'Vika or the closest place that carried ... well, anything that was vaguely alcoholic. There have been times when I've considered just leaving the Captain in a drugstore and letting him go wild on the rubbing alcohol.

 

But I remind myself that that's morally wrong.

 

Or ... something like that.

 

All this to say, it wasn't hard finding Lohkar again, considering that he hadn't actually a fraction of a ###### inch away from his glass.

 

"So," I said, walking into the Lounge. "We miss anything?"

 

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"Ah of course, if there's one Maru nearby then surely the rest of them will be." Taleen mused, looking Stannis over, well aware of who he was before Reo even introduced him. One as famous as Stannis could be recognized by appearance alone. "Tell me Stannis, how does one indirectly smash a door? Is your friend terribly clumsy or just stupidly reckless?" Taleen asked with a light-hearted tone, at least attempting to start a conversation if nothing else. It wasn't often the assassin was able to be well...civil. 

 

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"We should ask Madrihk about that," I said, leaning the back of my head against Reo's chest. "As I remember it, he has some experience with indirectly blowing up walls."

 

IC: Rannin

 

"I apologise," said Rannin, voice low as he spoke to Toshiko from where he towered behind Oceanna.

 

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"Stuff happened," Peho added. "But we're here now!"

 

-Void

 
 
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"Well, actually, I think there's a list of requirements involved. Shall we take a tally? You have the scars. You love hand to hand combat. You have a tolerance built up for my attitude. My God, you're a sexier Korzaa. All four of the Guardsmen left are going to love you."

 

-Tyler

SAY IT ONE MORE TIME 

TELL ME WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND

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The Ve-Toa shrugged simply, sipping at her drink again. She was starting to get back into the rhythm, now. No words, just the standard hand signals. Not that the drunk grandmas seemed to be able to follow them, but Skrihen really didn't care. First two rounds had progressed quite quickly, and ended quite well for her. Which was a result of calculated recklessness more than skill, but that wasn't the point. If she had to guess, the dealer was only using one, maybe two, decks. Made her risks a little easier to calculate.

 

"'Nother one of these."

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On this eve, the thirtieth anniversary of that first colony, many are left to wonder; is the world fast approaching a breaking point?

 

 

  Breaking Point: An OTC Mecha RPG

 

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"You'd hate being a Captain, then. You sit behind a desk day and night, you let an Akiri talk your ear off about crime figures now and again, and you get to look at a parade of renegade handsome Guardsmen and never touch. Only thing you'd get to punch are time cards. You'd kill yourself in a year, and then what would I do? I'd be too forlorn to look at the badge on a chick's chest the same way ever again."

 

Reordin's chin tensed atop the crown of Plagia's head in mock trepidation.

 

"don't do that to me, love"

 

-Tyler

SAY IT ONE MORE TIME 

TELL ME WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND

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