Eiji Hino

who watches the watchmen?  not me, the new show sucks.

officially declared legally dead.

(also, hey man; been a while.)

On 11/2/2019 at 1:52 PM, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wastes

Without a word, Kane turned an charged as fast as he could towards the door of the Vista Baby, his large feet pounding against the ground.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

The pair managed to clamber inside the Vista Baby, Hestala closing the boarding ramp and door behind them as quickly as she could to prevent any of the Vorox from getting in.  She made her way to the cockpit, and began to bark orders at her rival as she flicked switches and pushed buttons to boot up the airship.  "Dahling, in the back hold you'll find a large crate full of skyblaster spheres.  Push that up here and start loading them in the open hatch on the floor!"  When loaded, the skyblaster spheres would fill up the cartridges that had been emptied in her dogfight with her rival's Rockoh.

-   -   -

On 11/1/2019 at 1:53 PM, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - Arena

On 11/2/2019 at 9:12 PM, Onaku said:

IC: Drukann - Arena

On 11/8/2019 at 4:19 PM, Darth Jaller said:

IC: Kastir - The Arena

On 11/8/2019 at 4:53 PM, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - Arena

--IC: Bacchus: The Arena--

It still wasn't fair, Bacchus thought as he slumped his shoulders in resigned defeat.  He didn't want to share this mystery with Drukann and his giant woman sidekick, but it looked like he was going to have to.  Oh well.  If it was unavoidable, then he'd make a show of solving all the important bits before those other two did.  ... Drukann and his sidekick, he meant,  Not Juno and Kaenis, they were cool.

The Rock Agori saw the red Skakdi approach the dais in the center of the Arena; he put on a burst of speed in order to get there first, sliding to a halt once more and casting some sort of smug look at his new rival- "Too slow," it seemed to say- before hunkering down and running his hands along a portion of the strange text.  Fascinating...  He pulled out his notebook and began recording the text within it, once again taking care to mimic the style of the writing.  It could come in handy later.

17 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - Arena

The creature behind the Volitak paused as Kaenis murmured to her. Something about her voice appeared to calm Juno. 

They were both correct, of course they were. She knew that, but she'd still pulled the weapon. Was she just that possessive, and since she worked alone she'd never experienced it? 

In any case, she lowered the grapple gun. Truthfully, there wasn't much Juno could have done with it, since she hadn't even loaded it with the bolt ammo. She changed her stance, nodding, though her gaze didn't leave the two opposite. 

"Just try not to get in the way." She says, moving her look to the Arena itself finally.

--IC: Bacchus: The Arena--

Throughout the slow confrontation, Bacchus remained where he was, pointing dramatically away from the Arena, brows beetled.  He kept that pose through Juno's gun-pulling, Kaenis' desire for a peaceful resolution, and the giant woman's veiled threat and continued insistence.  But when the map dealer relinquished her opposition of the two rapscallions that were trying to solve the mystery instead of them, that was when he broke pose.

He turned to Juno, a look of confusion and slight sadness on his face.  "Is that it?" he asked.  "Is... are we just going to let them come along?  But it's our mystery!"

On 10/26/2019 at 3:22 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - Wastes

The duo felled their respective targets, prompting the remaining Vorox to take to the air and scatter. Having lost several of their number, the creatures were clearly reconsidering their strategy... but they weren't retreating yet. 

Buzzing aloft at a safe distant, one of the Vorox pulled a horn from its belt. A rough, screeching note rang out across the sands as the Vorox blew upon it... and a second call soon issued in response, originating from the direction the Vorox had originally arrived from.

Evidently, the creatures were summoning reinforcements.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

For a moment, Hestala considered victory as the Vorox retreated into the air... but then the horn sounded.  And then another one did.  She didn't like the sound of it, and she figured she knew what the sound of it meant.

"Get in, dahling, get in!" she shouted at her rival, shoving him in the direction of the Vista Baby's still-extended ramp.  "They're calling their friends!  Get in; we won't stand a chance out here!"  Her plan was to use her airship's integrated weaponry, and her rival's cooperation in operating it, to take down the remaining Vorox and however many else decided to show up.  In her haste, she did not go back for the moneybag she had tossed onto the wrecked, abandoned Rockoh earlier.

-   -   -

12 hours ago, Darth Jaller said:

IC: Kastir - The Arena

4 hours ago, Onaku said:

IC: Drukann - Arena

4 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - The Arena

15 minutes ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - Arena

--IC: Bacchus: The Arena--

If the giant woman sidling up behind the Skakdi was supposed to intimidate them, it didn't work on Bacchus.  Being an investigator required nerves of steel!... except when it came to heights.  But being a short boy, he had encountered his fair share of relative giants before, to the point where he had just accepted that they existed.

The Skakdi gave his name- Drukann; an... interesting name, the Rock Agori thought.  "A pleasure to meet you, Drukann..." he began, seeming to ease things into a more amicable state... before suddenly pointing away from the Arena.  "... now git!  I'm not going to fight you, but I'm not going to compromise on this, either!  This is our mystery, and we're going to solve it whether you like it or not!"  He was not usually this stubborn about not sharing his cases with anybody, but in his mind, he and his crew deserved this, not them!

1 hour ago, Onaku said:

IC: Drukann - Arena

"Maybe... but being that I asked first, perhaps you could do me the courtesy of answering first. Who are you people?" 

--IC: Bacchus: The Arena--

In reply, Bacchus clapped a hand to his chest, clearly showboating a little.  "Forsooth!" he declared.  "I am Bacchus, renowned investigator of New Atero!  With me are Kaenis the explorer, and Juno the... map... dealer."  He stumbled a little as he realized that he didn't actually know Juno's formal occupation, but recovered quickly.  "And we're here to answer a call!  The call of a mystery!  The call that was placed into our hands and other assorted graspers by way of a mysterious missive, beckoning us toward a beacon and a puzzle awaiting us at this very Arena!  It's a mystery that we fully intend to solve, so if you're here for the same reason we are, I highly suggest you back off, buster.  This is our mystery!"

As he rambled in his announcement, he took the opportunity to size up the newcomer.  (Skakdi.  Red and orange coloration indicates a fire-based elemental affinity, blue eyes indicate impact vision ability.  Muscular frame and rough hands suggests much time spent exercising, mostly by way of fighting.  Something in posture and speech lends credence to lots of time spent drinking.)

On 10/23/2019 at 6:23 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

The Vorox shrieked in pain, slashing blindly back at Hestala with a rusty dagger. 

On 10/24/2019 at 10:52 AM, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wastes

Kane-Oma lifted his axe, swung it around, and brought it back down on the Vorox he had just hit, which he was assuming was the leader, since it had been speaking for the group. 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

The Vorox managed to get a few nicks in on Hestala, but they either hit her armor or were too shallow to cause any lasting damage.  The Vortixx woman then yanked her hook out of her adversary's leg in a horizontal line, aiming to tear through muscle so as to cripple the creature, before aiming a blunt swing at its head, the stinger wound on her shoulder still aching.

"Over here, dahling!" she called to her rival, who seemed to be predisposed with whacking the Vorox that they had already taken care of.  "Get them!"  She pointed at the creatures that were still approaching the Vista Baby before charging at the next one and aiming a blunt thrust at its midsection.

-   -   -

22 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - The Arena

In spite of Bacchus falling behind, Juno's Rockoh came to a slow, and then eventually to a stop. They'd arrived, finally.  The masked adventurer excitedly exited the vehicle, only to pause.

"It seems we are not the first ones here." There was a clear intonation of disappointment in her voice. 

6 hours ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - The Arena

Kaenis came in for a smooth landing not long after Juno. Even before the landing gear had fully settled, Kaenis had flipped from her seat and pulled out her machete in one smooth motion. She crouched low behind Juno, searching the Arena for movement, a low growl building in her throat.

4 hours ago, Onaku said:

IC: Drukann - Arena

Drukann nodded, before turning and noticing the aircraft coming in for a landing. "Looks like we're not alone."

The fire skakdi stepped forward, slipping his brass knuckles onto his fingers before coming to a stop mid-way between his and Kaenis' ships and the newcomers ships. He stood there, making no indication that he was going to attack them, but standing firm all the same and keeping his eyes firmly affixed on them. "Who are you?! What's your business here?!"

--IC: Bacchus: The Arena--

As was to be expected, Bacchus was the very last to arrive at the Arena.  The Horse with No Name puttered on ever slower and ever lower until its nose skidded into the sand, sending the Rock Agori tumbling headfirst into a dune.  Believe it or not, that was how he normally dismounted his skyfighter.  Uninjured, he dusted himself off and slung his backpack- containing his Thornax fruit supply in case things went south- over his shoulder and his Thornax launcher on his hip, patted his pockets to make sure his notebook and pipeweed were still there, filled his pipe with said pipeweed, and trundled on into the Arena.

His initial awe at the magnificent, ancient architecture was shoved to the metaphorical back burner as he caught sight of his friends... and two other folks.  Shock!  Disappointment!  A third adjective!  Not only was he not the first on the scene for this beacon mystery, but he and his crew weren't even the only ones here!  It looked like somebody was trying to encroach on his investigation!

Getting a running start, Bacchus slid on his heels across the sand and stopped right in between his friends' Rockohs and the confrontational-looking red Skakdi, striking a pose with his pelvis out and his hand on his launcher's handle.  He had only heard the last part of the newcomer's inquiry, the part about what their business was.  "I could ask you the same question, ol' buddy chum friend pally-pal," he answered dramatically.  (He waved excitedly to Juno and Kaenis immediately after.)

--OOC:--

Bacchus has finally arrived on the scene, and is talking to Drukann.

hey, uh, so i wanted to apologize for the fuss i made on the discord server the other day. i've been having a crisis of confidence lately; i don't think that any of what i contribute to the skyrise community is actually any good, and i don't think my ideas, characters, etc, deserve the positive feedback they've been receiving. i shouldn't have made a scene, and if i worried any of you, i didn't mean to. y'all are chill. 

On 10/19/2019 at 8:41 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

Hestala's attempt to trip her opponent seemed doomed to fail, as the Vorox's wings started buzzing as soon as it started to fall forward... but Kane-Oma's axe soon crashed down atop the ascending creature, bringing an abrupt end to its flight. 

The remaining Vorox were surrounding the Vista Baby, a few taking up defensive stances in preparation to fend off the inevitable attempt to reclaim the vessel. 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

"Thank you, dahling," Hestala breathed as her rival's axe made short work of the Vorox.  She continued her charge on the rest of the buggers who had now encircled her oh-so-precious Vista Baby; pointing herself at the nearest one, she aimed a low blow at it, hoping to drive the point of her hook as deep into its leg as it would go.

-   -   -

On 10/20/2019 at 1:04 PM, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - En Route to Arena

They seem to be keeping up quite well. Fantastic.

Juno could not help but wonder why it was Bacchus chose to cling so close to the ground. Was it a limitation that his ship possessed? Perhaps she could recommend him to a better mechanic that could supply him with a far better ship.

In any case, she gunned her controls, utilising the Rockoh's unique boost. They were getting quite close to the Arena now.

On 10/20/2019 at 1:53 PM, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - Wastes

Up ahead of her, Juno started pulling away as her Rockoh's engines flared. Not wanting to get behind, Kaenis also pushed the throttle, turning back to look at Bacchus below and behind her.

--IC: Bacchus: The Wastes, en route to the Arena--

Poor little Bacchus.  The Horse with No Name couldn't keep up with his two friends' much faster, much newer Rockohs, no matter how hard he gunned the skyfighter's shabby engine.  It was very likely that he would be the last of the group to make landing at the Arena.  And he didn't like that thought; he always wanted to be the very first on the scene of any mystery.

More black smoke billowed up as the engines cranked; this was normal.  It had always let off a lot of black smoke.

-   -   -

--IC: Catina: Cliffside--

Amidst the general confusion and chaos that permeated Cliffside on a daily basis, those interested would notice the quiet arrival of a new figure in town.  He was a Glatorian, easy to miss with his nondescript gray armor and mundane, if rather large, weaponry.  But sharp eyes would observe that his hands were bloody; he had scaled the jagged cliffs to reach here all on his own.  No ship had helped him get to Cliffside, for he had no ship to help him.  All that was left of his was localized entirely over his shoulders.

He was a survivalist.  A knight errant.  A bodyguard.  A guide for those who wished to cross the Wastes.

He was all these and more.  And he was looking for work.

Surely there would be someone in this shanty city of miscreants, thugs, hooligans, and other general riffraff who was in need of some form of hired protection to ensure their own safety, his logic went.  He had skipped seeking employment in Tesara, as their guard force was more than adequate in keeping the entire population of the city safe.  And he would not go back to New Atero.  So aside from the odd wanderer in the Wastes, Cliffside was his best bet.

Wrapping his cut hands hastily in white cloths, which were immediately stained red, he shuffled over to the local bulletin board and pinned upon it the only piece of actual parchment he owned.  In scrawled letters, it read simply:

Quote

bodyguard/guide for hire.  minimum pay accepted.  inquire nearby.  -Catina

Any potential customers would be able to inquire very close nearby, as the lonely Glatorian slumped down upon the floor and against the wall to which the notice board was nailed.  He was a survivalist, a knight errant, a bodyguard, a guide- he was also very weary.  It had been a long trek.

--OOC:--

Local sadboy enters the fray.  Catina is Open for Interaction by the Cliffside notice board.

At the behest of basically everyone on the Discord server I guess, here's this boy.

Character:

NAME: Catina

SPECIES: Glatorian

GENDER: Male

POWERS: None

GEAR:

• Thunder Manibus- A long lance tipped with a drill bit.  Despite its name, it has nothing to do with actual thunder.
• Thornax Launcher- A standard Thornax Launcher, accompanied by several overripe Thornax fruits.
• Water Skin- An unremarkable water skin.

PERSONAL AIRCRAFT: None

ALLEGIANCE/ROLE: Catina hails from New Atero and works as a knight errant/bodyguard for hire.

APPEARANCE: Completely average in height and in muscle mass, Catina wears armor painted a dull, slate gray everywhere except his helmet, which remains navy blue.  His large shoulder pauldrons are not part of his natural armor set; rather, they are fashioned out of hull pieces from his now-destroyed Jetrax, the Full Helm.

PERSONALITY: A drifter by choice, Catina is a melancholy fellow who suffers from trust issues that prevent him from forming anything beyond a professional relationship with people.  His status as a mute, coupled with his lack of sign language knowledge, presents a large communication barrier that can only be marginally bypassed through the use of expressions and body language.  Despite his handicaps, he shows an impressive dedication to his work, never leaving a job half-done in order to keep his clients from meeting the same fate he has.

BIO: Catina was once an up-and-coming hunter of beasts in a small explorer's guild stationed in New Atero.  For a small while, life was good, until one of his comrades grew envious of the prestige that he was earning.  On an expedition deep into the Wastes, the Full Helm was shot down by the envious comrade, and Catina was left among the wreckage at the mercy of the beasts he once hunted, with no weapons and too few supplies.  Despite his wounds, and the loss of his voice after encountering a particularly nasty Spikit, he made it back to civilization, where he was patched up physically, but not mentally.  He set off into the Wastes again shortly after, this time prepared for the challenges that lay ahead.  He has not been back to New Atero since, nor will he ever go back.

On 10/17/2019 at 4:11 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

Suffice to say, the winged Vorox hadn't survived this long in the Wastes by being complacent. Resources of any kind were difficult to come by in this world, and the Vorox knew all too well that most beings would try to fight for what they had. So when Hestala and Kane-Oma attacked, the Vorox weren't surprised in the slightest. 

Hestala's opponent deflected her strike with a battered, makeshift shield, before slicing down at her with its stinger. Kane-Oma's opponent tried to block the axe with its sword, but the rusted weapon cracked and shattered under the might of the massive weapon and its wielder, and the Vorox was battered backwards with a surprised shriek. 

The remaining ten Vorox that had previously been standing or flying around now all made a bee-line for the Vista Baby, clearly intending to loot the ship while their companions were keeping the duo distracted. 

20 hours ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Between Clifside and Tesara

Kane-Oma wasted no time and took another swing with his axe, turning towards the Vorox Hestala was fighting.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

The knockback that Hestala received from her hook being deflected caused her to stumble back a little, thus avoiding the brunt of the Vorox's stinger strike.  It did succeed in giving her a solid nick on the back of her right shoulder, however; she let out a small cry of pain and started wishing that she had invested in some chest armor that completely covered her back, too.  The price of stylishness was pain, apparently.

Not to be deterred, however, she took the opportunity to sidestep the next approaching blow and rush forward in an almost crouch, wrapping the curve of her hook around her assailant's ankle.  The intent was to pull his feet out from under him as she charged forward to intercept the creatures that were approaching the Vista Baby.

-   -   -

17 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - To The Arena!

And, so, they were off.

Juno's route was quite a tricky and specific one, as she'd made all the necessary adjustments to minimize fuel usage and time, but Kaenis and Bacchus would find Juno easy to follow otherwise.

She adjusted her telescopic lenses, zooming in on the Arena in the distance.

12 hours ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - Wastes

Kaenis followed Juno's route as closely as possible as she clung to the rear of the party. It might have seemed random and arbitrary to someone else, but to Kaenis, another experienced navigator, she admired Juno's consideration and knowledge. Perhaps... she wasn't so bad after all.

--IC: Bacchus: The Wastes, en route to the Arena--

Much lower to the ground than his two peers, Bacchus trundled merrily along as fast as his little skyfighter would take him, leaving a trail of tossed-up sand and black smoke in his wake.  Every so often, he would look upward to catch Juno's distinctive striped Rockoh make some sort of course adjustment, an adjustment he would follow her in making very soon after.  Part of him wished that he could be higher up in the sky, feeling the wind on his face... and then the part of him that was afraid of heights shut that desire down completely.

23 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - New Atero

The adventurer blasted off, flying forward in the direction of the Arena. She couldn't help but smile from the possibility of uncovering a new discovery.

19 hours ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - New Atero

No sign of her companions as of yet... Kaenis drifted in lazy circles above New Atero, searching the air. But when she finally chanced a look down to see if she could spot them taking off, she caught sight of Bacchus waving from far below. Oh... great. She leaned out of her craft and waved back, still looking for Juno.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

Bacchus beamed as he saw Kaenis' wave, way up there in the sky, before his attention was diverted by the sound of another ship taking off, this one another Rockoh, but painted in stripes.  In the pilot's seat, he saw a familiar flash of dark armor- Juno.  Gesturing to Kaenis again, he made a sweeping motion with his arm indicating that that ship was the one to follow, and gunned his Horse with No Name onward as fast as it would go in pursuit.

It was time they were off.

-   -   -

5 hours ago, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

"No barter," the vorox nodded vigorously, before brandishing his weapon for emphasis, "Robbery." 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

Hestala rolled her eyes in disgust.  "Robbery, is it?" she muttered.  "You've got to be joking.  You're not doing it properly at all."

Suddenly, both hands went to her hook handle as she aimed a hard swing at the head of one of the Vorox blocking her path.  With luck, she'd catch him by complete surprise, and the blunt end of the hook's curve would inflict some good old-fashioned blunt force trauma.

41 minutes ago, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes.

The leader made a harsh whistling sound, and few of the Vorox moved to block the pair from approaching the Vista Baby.

"We take all," the leader insisted.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

Hestala stopped and planted a hand on her hip, her brows beetling.  "You can take all that," she snipped, pointing to the wrecked Rockoh.  She pointed again, this time to the Vista Baby, and continued, "That one's mine, you can't take it."

The hand still gripping a hook clenched tighter around its handle.  "No barter."

21 hours ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Between Cliffside and Tesara

Kane gripped the tool Hestala was using and turned to the Vorox. "This thing is busted, If you know how to fix it go ahead, if you don't...We may as well get the best parts out of it for you to keep." He then turned to Hestala and whispered. "We need teamwork to get out of this. No tricks."

4 hours ago, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes.

The Vorox appeared decidedly unconvinced. "Step away!" The leader snapped, landing before the pair, "You leave. You live. We take all." 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

"You think I don't know that?" the Vortixx woman whispered harshly back to her rival.  "Now be a dear and pull on that corner."

When the Vorox leader stepped forward and ordered them to stand aside, Hestala was only too happy to oblige; she took her hands and her hooks immediately away from the wrecked Rockoh and stepped quickly back, allowing the creatures an uninhibited view of the bare innards of the ship.  Bone, steel, engine parts, fuel, weapons: plenty of things scavengers like them could have a potential interest in.  For good measure she tossed one of her money bags onto the pile (the one with the least amount of widgets in it).

"Come on, dahling," she said quietly, tugging her rival slowly but firmly back toward the Vista Baby.  "Best we leave these fellows alone."

On 10/13/2019 at 3:44 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - Wastes

The vorox watched on, seeming mildly perplexed. "Why you break?" The lead one hissed, "We want. Take all." 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

"To... rrrgh... to make it easier for you to take.  You can't very well lug this big large thing around with that little manpower, can you?  No... rrrgh.  But you can lug around a bunch of smaller pieces."

-   -   -

17 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - Off we go

"Wrong way." She said, flatly. "Follow my ship, you'll be fine. Do keep up, though." 

The strange woman made her way to her own ship, a low sense of excitement brimming as she thought about what might happen when they got there.

12 hours ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - New Atero

Kaenis was in such a hurry to get back to her ship that she didn't stop to think until her own confused, panting face looked back at her from the Benevolence's dials. She shook her head, trying to calm her breathing until she couldn't hear the growl in the back of her throat, then finally started the engines and slid into a take off. 

Being in the air calmed her, as it always did. In the air, it didn't matter what species you were, what you looked like. All people saw was a ship, and when most people saw the Benevolence, they knew it was there to help. 

For the first time in this quest she was setting off in, she allowed herself to get carried away in the adventure as she looked for her companions.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

Left temporarily alone again while both of his partners retrieved their ships, Bacchus ran through his notebook one more time, repeating the words of the strange missive quietly to himself.  "The Beacon beckons... the Arena awaits... find that which is missing, and the puzzle will be complete..."  The words were just as enticing now as they were when he first found them on the notice board.  Potential meanings to these words bounced around in his head, colliding with other thoughts and producing unholy thought offspring.

Perhaps he was a bit too determined to solve this mystery, as his focus on it had caused him to become a bit scatterbrained today in regards to other matters.

The Rock Agori stuffed his notebook back into his pocket and started to boot up the Horse with No Name.  It sputtered to life, kicking up a lot of sand and smoke as it lurched forward, almost ramming into the notice board before it finally climbed to its maximum cruising height... which was about as high as Bacchus himself was tall.  The Horse was a shabby piece of equipment, but it was his shabby piece of equipment, and he loved it for what it was.

Easing it away from its near collision, he started slowly directing it along the path that Juno had taken to retrieve her ship.  He shadowed his brow again as he spotted the pontoons of Kaenis' Rockoh in the sky above, waving enthusiastically at it as if to say, "Yes!  I'm right here!"

34 minutes ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wasteland

Kane-Oma snorted again, trying to keep his anger in check. He picked up to his axe and strolled over to where Hestala was trying to tear appart his vehicle. "Need help with that?" He called out.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

Her rival's call made Hestala pause in tugging on the corner of a particularly large sheet of steel plating.  "Yeah, that'd be appreciated, dahling," she replied.  "Could you give me a big, strong hand... rrrgh... with this sheet?  Just this one."

But in all honesty, it probably wasn't going to be just that one.

57 minutes ago, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

"No negosh-negotia- no barter!" The lead Vorox snarled. "You give, you live. Or you die, we take." 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

As soon as the words had left the creature's mouth, Hestala wasted no time in gathering up many of the bones that had been knocked off of her rival's Rockoh in its crash.  Bones counted as resources, right?  They could be broken and crafted into weapons, or eaten in dire situations.  Good source of calcium, bones.  For good measure, she pulled out the horn that had gotten stuck in her Vista Baby's hull, revealing a nasty gap in between the steel panels.

Steel panels... steel!  Everybody could use some steel!  Lots of things could be done with it.  She didn't know what, exactly, but she knew that steel definitely counted as a resource.  But she wouldn't give the creatures any steel from her ship, oh no no.  Instead, she approached her rival's ship and began whacking away at it with her hooks, using the points to probe the gaps of the hull and pry off any loose panels.  His ship was wrecked.  He had no further need for it.  So why let it go to waste?

16 hours ago, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - New Atero

She took the hand, shaking it. "Good. We are all introduced then? I would recommend we set off as soon as possible. I don't know this, but the arena might be time sensitive. It probably isn't, but it might be." She explained, eyes immediately away from the two and focused towards the direction of the Arena.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

Bacchus clapped his hands together, and then clapped the small hold of his Horse with No Name closed.  "Yes!  Let's be off!"  He was excited to begin really digging into this mystery!  He straddled the seat of the skyfighter awkwardly and mimed a heroic pose, pointing off into the distance.  "To the Arena!" he cried, temporarily unaware that he was pointing in the wrong direction.

-   -   -

15 hours ago, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes

The Vorox didn't attack yet, instead landing at a distance around the pair, some of them remaining airborne to circle above them.

"We want what you have," one of the creatures spoke up. This one wore a patchwork of mismatched pieces of rusted armour, and was brandishing a Kanoka disk launcher. "Supplies, resources, you will give to us." 

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

The Vortixx woman paused mid-swing and lowered her hook as the lead Vorox (she guessed)... spoke?  Asking for resources and supplies.  Right away, she pointed at her rival.  "Get your stuff from him, dahling, he has the better loot."  This was, of course, not true, but her base greed refused to allow her to immediately give up any of her riches.  If bad came to worse, then maybe she'd consider giving these... creatures a paltry sum.

On 10/10/2019 at 2:38 AM, Nato the Traveler said:

GM IC: Flying Vorox - The Wastes.

Hestala's airship looked likely to gain a whole assortment of new deformities, if the figures descending towards her and Kane-Oma had anything to say about it. By now, the harsh buzzing of their dragonfly-like wings could be heard over the desert wind. 

There were about a dozen of the creatures, armed with a variety of scavenged weapons, and all were descending directly towards the arguing duo. 

18 hours ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wastelands, Vorox attack!

Kane could feel rage building up inside of him, but if he was going to get out of this he needed to keep his cool. "Now listen, taking away my axe isn't going to make me any less of a threat in the future, If I decide to come at you again I'm more than capable of..."

It was then that he heard buzzing, and turned around to see the flying Vorox. "Oh Karz," He said under his breath. Without another word he turned and charged towards Hestala.

OOC: Just so you know, Kane's axe is REALLY big, he has super strength and he has to use it 2 handed most of the time.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

For all her boasting about taking home her rival's weapon, Hestala hadn't actually been able to get it completely off the ground, which would be pretty necessary if she wanted to get it into the Vista Baby at all.  As such, when he suddenly came charging at her and she once again just barely managed to dance out of the way (though one of his horns almost caught on her gold chain), she let the axe fall heavily back onto the sand.

And then the harsh buzzing finally reached her ears, and her eyes were met with flying Karzing Vorox.  She blanched slightly at the sight and wanted to swear, but that would have been very unladylike.  "Alright, dahling, you can keep your axe for now," she called to her rival as she gave her hooks an experimental swing.  Their handles were of a medium length, so they should give her a decent range.  Beginning to retreat back to the Vista Baby, she swung one of her hooks at the first one to get too close to her.

On 10/8/2019 at 4:36 PM, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - New Atero

"My name is Juno. Good to meet you, Kaenis." She looked disinterested, for the most part, thinking more about the adventure than the current situation.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

"Juno!  Right," Bacchus exclaimed, trying and failing to play off the fact that, up until then, he had not known the map dealers- Juno's- name.  Quietly, he extended his hand for her to shake.  "And I'm Bacchus, for future reference."

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6 hours ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wastelands (try 2)

Kane-Oma stood up and rubbed his wrists, staring at Hestala, then he held out a hand. "I damaged your ship, You've wrecked mine. I'd like to have my axe so I have a chance of surviving."

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

This fellow was being awfully polite about this whole situation.  Perhaps he was only a big stupid cow when he was in the heat of battle?

"What?  You want this?" Hestala asked mockingly, holding the axe behind her at arms length, away from her rival's immediate reach.  "This paltry little trinket?  Look at those over there."  She pointed with the axe to the dents and scars left in the Vista Baby's side hull, which exactly matched the shape and sixe of the axe and which subsequently could only have been produced by swinging it at the ship.  "Those... deformities were left on my precious airship because you swung this around like a madman.  Or mad cow.  If I take it, then next time we meet- if there is a next time- I won't have to worry about you using it to wreck my ship again.  You must understand, this is purely for insurance's sake, dahling."

@Smudge8 ay lad, hestala took kane-oma's axe. 

On 10/4/2019 at 2:03 PM, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wastelands

Kane-Oma snorted, he seemed amused. "Go ahead, It's all in the box in the dashboard." he said, nodding at his crashed ship. "I'll stay right here." Kane rarely kept much cash on himself, he was still a beast at heart. Hopefully he had enough to satisfy her.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

The Vortixx woman gave a condescending chuckle as she stepped off of her rival's wrist and proceeded to loot through the wreckage of his ship, casting glances back at him every so often to make sure that he didn't go anywhere.  Just as he said, there was a sum of widgets stashed in the dashboard box; not as much as she would have liked, but enough to temporarily sate her until her next thieving opportunity.  For good measure, she also snatched up a decorative bone that had been cast aside in the Rockoh's crash.

Hestala was now done with her rival.  She had stranded him in the middle of the Wastes and robbed him, albeit in a way that was a very far cry from her usual methods.  That was all she could have really hoped to do with him; he was now useless to her.  Best to let him go and just be done with him.  Pocketing her loot, she went back to him and removed the remaining hook restraining him, but not before picking up the lovely axe that he had just left over there all alone.  "All right, dahling, get up.  No need for anything more between us; best we both get a move on."

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On 10/5/2019 at 12:42 PM, Triple D said:

IC: Juno - New Atero

In an even more oddly coincidental fashion, Juno arrived just in time to the noticeboard, immediately eyeing up the companion with Bacchus. A strange species, it looked like. Perhaps similar to a certain Amphibian race she'd encountered on her travels. 

She wasn't sure, though. In any case, her appearance wasn't the point in question here. 

Juno looked to Bacchus, expecting an introduction.

On 10/5/2019 at 11:33 PM, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - New Atero Notice Board

Caught in the middle of trying to find a place for the bandanna, Kaenis abruptly shoved it over her snout, perhaps more effectively stifling the growl in her throat than hiding her (twisted) self. Her eyes too turned toward Bacchus desperately.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

"Forsooth!" Bacchus cried as the map dealer arrived at the rendezvous point.  "Our third party member arrives!"

From Kaenis' sudden shyness and the map dealer's expression (or about as much of an expression as he could discern behind her Volitak), it seemed as if introductions were in order.  "Map dealer!  This is Kaenis," he said, indicating his tall amphibian companion.  "And Kaenis!  This is, uh..."  Indicating the map dealer, he suddenly realized that he had never asked for the latter's name, nor had he provided his to her.  He felt slightly awkward.

11 hours ago, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - New Atero Notice Board

Kaenis reached out toward the bandanna hesitantly. "What's this for?"

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

"It's for you!" the Rock Agori exclaimed as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.  "The way you're colored, you're extremely likely to blend in with the sand or disappear in the haze when you're far away.  With this on you, in case we ever get separated in the Wastes, I can just look for the spot of blue and think, 'oh, there you are!'"

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10 hours ago, Smudge8 said:

IC: Kane-Oma-Wasteland

Kane decided it was no longer time for subtlety. With his "free" wrist he pushed as hard as he could, attempting to break free and grab Hestala's leg.

OOC: Which wrist Hestala is stomping on matters here, since his right shoulder got badly wounded, and he probably shouldn't be using that arm.

--OOC:--

I didn't really have a specific wrist in mind for her to stomp on.  I'll say that she stomped on his right one, leaving his left arm free to grab at her.

--IC: Hestala: The Wastes, somewhere between Cliffside and Tesara--

Hestala just barely registered what was going on- her adversary had tugged free of her hook handle restraint and was now swiping at her leg- before dancing juuuuust enough out of the way to keep herself out of his grip.  Though his fingers did brush rather heavily against her shin.  In her movement, she took her foot off of his other wrist.

Picking up the hook that had become dislodged, she stomped again on his wrist, this time the one that had been freed, and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her now-bent knee.  Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed some mysterious flapping shapes seeming to approach, but her main focus was on this naughty fellow.  "Come on, dahling, don't be like that.  Just give me all the widgets you have on your person and I'll leave you alone, okay?"  It was rare for her to ask for permission to rob anyone, but then, her normal targets weren't usually paying too much proper attention to her.

i'm gonna say the p-word.

p u r p l e.

On 10/1/2019 at 3:25 PM, Click said:

IC: Kaenis - New Atero Notice Board

Kaenis felt relieved he didn't question her, but... another? "Oh... that's great," she sighed, still catching her breath.

--IC: Bacchus: New Atero--

Bacchus put his bearded chin back between the crook of his forefinger and thumb for a moment.  He could tell something was wrong with Kaenis, aside from the Hordika venom and the clear signs of physical exertion currently present on her.  She seemed... hesitant to accept a third member of their traveling troupe.  "Now don't you worry, Kaenis," he said, trying to make her feel a bit better.  "You'll like this one, I'm sure of it."

Perhaps a subject change was in order, to temporarily take their minds off of their future new arrival.  "In the meantime, while we wait..."  He untied one of the numerous blue bandannas from his right arm and offered it to Kaenis.  "Here!"