<@Brett> [Date: Saturday, July 1st. Time: 11:45 a.m. Location: Krasmia's Secret Base, near Pleven, Granbia] <@Sonia> (super srs) <@Brett> [You've sought out Krasmia's help in taking down Ares, only to discover Sebastian's flunkies Nyssa Nhkan, Julienne Stone and Leonard Warwick are seeking the same thing. Krasmia seems more than amused by her sudden popularity, and has decided to use it by having the two groups fight each other. The winner gets her help (probably).] <@Brett> [Aight? Aight.] <@Brett> [Start] <@Sonia> (stat check: nyssa is Jamie. Who are the other two?) <@Brett> [Just to remind you, you're in a big ol' throne room in a secret base underneath a cliff in the wilderness. Krasmia's troops are all at the far walls, watching with no intention of interfering. Krasmia herself is sitting on a throne room, and doesn't seem like she's about to move even though people are about to start trying to kill each other in front of her.] <@Gordo> Well, I'm no sure why I thought that ask'n a warlord fer help wouldn't end in war, but I'd like ta get the rest've m'gun before the party starts. * @Montana curses inwardly. He ain't no fighter. He starts looking around, taking stock of the room and any environmental hazards he can take advantage of. <@Brett> [Keiko and Luana, of course. But their stats and abilities aren't the same. They just share a theme.] <@Brett> ["You've got to be fucking kidding me," says Warwick. "We didn't come here fer a fight." He eyes you lot and adds, "Much as I'd like one."] <@Nigel> (What do we have on us weapon-wise? Like were we forced to leave our weapons behind? I don't remember) <@Gordo> (It wasn't mentioned, Gordo just didn't feel like lugging two long guns into a base.) <@Brett> ["So what's the problem?" Krasmia asks. "They're your enemies, are they not? You've got to fight them sometime. Why not now?" She grins. "Let's make this fun. One on one fights!"] <@Brett> ( It was mentioned. I specifically said the soldiers didn't show any intention of disarming you :P ) * @Montana bites his tongue to keep himself from insulting the lady they're apparently supposed to court into helping them. <@Brett> ( Or maybe not. :| I thought I did ) <@Montana> (Regardless, Gordo left his gun behind, probably before we even realized nobody was going to disarm us.) <@Sonia> (Dreamer can bring your gun.) <@Sonia> (She's gonna come in from the van.) * @Nigel chuckles. "You lot don't want to fight? Well... first time for everything, isn't there?... But I am in agreement. Fighting each other now to prove ourselves seems a bit... greco-roman doesn't it?" * @Sonia rolls her eyes behind her glasses, then says, "Gimmie a moment for my armor to walk its way in here. You need anything from the van, Gordo?" <@Gordo> Yah, there's a pair a gun boxes in the back. <@Sonia> Sure. <@Brett> [Krasmia grins approvingly at Nigel. "Yes... Yes it does, at that."] <@Gordo> Yer a lifesaver. <@Brett> ( Better than a pair of guns in jars! ) <@Gordo> (But that way they're preserved until we need them in the winter months!) * @Sonia nods to herself. "I try." <@Brett> [Nyssa grins. "I'll take that fight." She eyes Sonia. "I'm dying to see how well the current GilaCorp cyberware surpasses the old."] * @Nigel rolls his eyes and then removes his suit jacket and tie. <@Brett> [Krasmia looks back and forth between the two. "So. Who's going first?"] * @Montana hehs at his brother. "Now it's clear ya mean business." His own hands are jammed in his pockets as he tries to act like this isn't a problem. And spot something that he can steal or use in their favor. <@Gordo> Well, since she's rarin ta go, an our Sonia won' be ready for a wee bit, howsabou Nigel in 'er place. * @Sonia looks over her glasses at Nyssa a moment, then shrugs, waiting for her carsuit to walk its way into the room like a big shiny bauble wrapped around a pair of gunboxes. * Brett2 (~Brett@152.208.tk.tgw) has joined #mc5 ( Soooooo. ) <@Montana> (Done!) <@Gordo> (Woot) * @Nigel shakes his head. "I just don't want to get blood on a nice suit. <@Nigel> " * @Brett (~Brett@152.208.tk.tgw) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) * Brett2 is now known as Brett ( I need teh ops! ) * Sonia sets mode: +o Brett <@Montana> (opz) <@Brett> [Nyssa steps forward, a hand on her hip. "Let's do it."] <@Brett> [Montana sees little he can use by way of improvised weapons in the room. There's candelabras, and Krasmia's got that mace at her side, but she might not appreciate it if he takes it. Same with the soldiers and their weapons. Hurm.] <@Montana> (Other things, though: defenses, environmental hazards, things he may be able to snatch that would be to his benefit / other guys' detriment?) <@Sonia> (underwater goats) <@Brett> [Sonia's car makes it there shortly, because it's a car that turns into a robot, and therefore can navigate the wilderness pretty well.] <@Brett> [Getting inside the building is more of a challenge, but we'll say something was arranged with the guards.] <@Sonia> (HOORAY) <@Montana> ("beep beep i'm a car" "Well, why didn't you say so! Come on in.") * @Sonia lets Gordo's guns down softly as she takes their place inside of the car-suit with a shimmer of metal. Nobody else fighting yet? <@Brett> Nyssa stretches her neck muscles. Does she even have muscles? Aren't they cybernetic? Maybe. Nothing goes crack, anyway.] * @Gordo thanks Sonia and gets to assmbling them into shooting shape. "Can' say I didn' have a go at speedin things along." <@Brett> [Krasmia drums her fingers on her armrest. "Getting impatient for some bloodshed..." <@Brett> ] <@Montana> Your birthday parties must be somethin'. * @Sonia snaps her wrists out, and then looks at Nyssa. "Fine. Let's have another go at eachother." <@Nigel> (Does she mean for us to be fighting one on one simultaneously or in turns?) <@Nigel> (I was assuming in turns.) <@Brett> ( I was going with in turns.... buuuuuuuut. Maybe simultaneously would be faster? ) <@Brett> ( Nah.... Might murder me to run 3 fights at the same time. ) <@Brett> ( Let's just go with turns. ) <@Sonia> (Init?) <@Nigel> (In turns is fine, and it makes it less likely we would like... accidentally not be fighting one-on-one) <@Brett> ( Yep, roll init ) <@Brett> ( Annnd I should get some char sheets open :X ) <@Sonia> 2d6+5 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+5 for Sonia and gets a natural 11 for a result of 16. <@Sonia> (yesss) <@Gordo> (Nice!) <@Montana> ("accidentally" not fighting one on one) <@Brett> [Order is Sonia, Nyssa] <@Brett> [FIGHT!] <@Brett> ( Feels like forever since I ran combat. Might be slow ) * @Sonia skates back away from Nyssa immediately, shooting concussive sound at her. Pop pop pop! <@Sonia> (How far away is the ceiling? any pillars? walls?) <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 7 for a result of 13. <@Brett> [The ceiling is about 30 ft high. The floor space is big, like the size of an auditorium maybe. There's no pillars.] <@Brett> [Nyssa reacts swiftly, flames spouting from her heels as she leaps to the left, avoiding the sound blasts. She points a fist towards Sonia, and launcher pops up, spitting a high speed pointed metal stake towards Sonia.] <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 8 for a result of 14. <@Brett> ( That's a dodge. Write it into your next move ) <@Brett> ( From now on I'm just going to tell you when you make a dodge, and let you guys describe it. I'm lazy :P ) <@Brett> ( Not to mention, it makes things more dynamic ) * @Sonia keeps drifting back, not even looking as she dodges around the stake, strafing sideways at high speed. She snorts at the weak shot and snaps back, "That weapon'd look better comin' from Nigel," and continues peppering Nyssa with sonic bolts. <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 5 for a result of 11. <@Montana> (Yeah, I always like that!) * @Nigel shrugs and nods. "Most things do, yeah." * @Gordo snorts. <@Brett> ["There's only so much physical storage space in these bodies." Sonia aims where Nyssa is heading, but the flames spout from her heels again, and she abruptly shifts vectors in mid air, avoiding the blasts and suddenly rapidly closing the distance. Nyssa grins widely, madly, "And I prefer to get up close and personal!" Her fingers seperate into wires, swinging towards Sonia. They slice right <@Brett> through a candelabra on the way like it was nothing.] <@Sonia> (no heart for her) <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 6 for a result of 12. <@Brett> [The wires catch a glancing blow off Sonia's leg. Even still, they shred her pants leg and the artificial skin pretty dang good. The cyberenetics take some damage, but luckily the blow isn't sever enough to cripple her. Though Sonia gets the feeling it could have been, if she'd been a fraction of a second slower.] * @Sonia 's leap to the ceiling is not quite fast enough, but at least she's still got a leg. The suit around her shudders before she bounces off the ceiling and her arm glows and whirs slightly before she swings her fist around in a high impact sonic punch. <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 11 for a result of 17. <@Brett> [The punch hits Nyssa square in the gut, with enough force to send her off her feet and across the room. She rolls twice, but manages to wind up in a crouch, with one hand supporting her. "Nn... I forgot they added so much brute force to the older models to compensate." And then she's boosting towards Sonia again, throwing a punch of her own. Only hers comes with a built-in retractable blade.] <@Sonia> 2d6+6 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+6 for Sonia and gets a natural 2 for a result of 8. <@Sonia> (nice life if you can get it) <@Brett> [Ouch. Sonia is caught completely off guard by the attack, and takes the blade right in the gut. The good news is her armor stops some of the blade's force. The bad news is.... ow.] * @Gordo winces. * @Sonia takes the hit with a hiss, and then whispers back, "Those're my custom adds." And then, since she so kindly has Nyssa's blade up against her stomach, she brings her hand around to smash down straight through Nyssa's arm. * @Montana reaches for his gun reflexively when Sonia's hit, but he pulls his hand away. <@Sonia> (called shot, total attack) <@Sonia> 2d6+9 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+9 for Sonia and gets a natural 9 for a result of 18. <@Sonia> (Subtract whatever for the called shot.) <@Brett> ( .... I forget. ) <@Brett> ( To the rules! ) <@Gordo> (You're going to want the eratta pages, that chart's one of the things that got eaten.) <@Brett> ( orz. I'm looking at it but I don't see it :< ) <@Brett> ( I mean ) <@Brett> ( There's called shots, but it's not clear on what kind this would be. ) <@Brett> ( I'ma go with -3 ) <@Montana> (An arm is probably middling.) <@Brett> ( yeah ) <@Brett> ( -3 seems reasonable ) <@Brett> [Regardless, Sonia's punch breaks right through Nyssa's arm at the elbow, leaving the rest (and the blade) still in her. Nyssa glances at it, not showing any pain, just annoyance. "That's going to cost a lot to repair." Then she throws a kick at Sonia, stopping just short of hitting her... and leaving her right in front of those flame-spitting heels.] <@Sonia> 2d6+3 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+3 for Sonia and gets a natural 5 for a result of 8. <@Brett> [The blade is making Sonia sluggish, and she's unable to move in time to avoid the gout of flame that erupts from the heel, setting her alight. It's as unpleasant as it sounds. And she's also starting to black out.] * @Sonia doesn't get to avoid the flame, but if Nyssa isn't going to back off, that gives Sonia another great outstretched target. And it's even on fire. She moves forward, one hand going trying to go up under Nyssa's leg, and the other arm coming down, the arm itself screaming at a high pitch as she goes to smash the leg in half. <@Sonia> (total attack, called shot) <@Sonia> 2d6+9 * Dicesuke rolls 2d6+9 for Sonia and gets a natural 12 for a result of 21. <@Brett> [Well that sure works. Sonia smashes the joint to bits, leaving her holding a leg (still sputtering with flames) and sending Nyssa to the floor. "...Crap."] <@Gordo> That's the way! * @Sonia tosses the leg aside, followed by tossing the arm aside and letting the car flow up against the wound in her stomach to keep her from bleeding out. * @Montana grimaces, putting a hand to his mouth. He can't help himself. This is brutal! <@Brett> [Nyssa pulls herself to a sitting position. "I'm going to have to have a serious talk with the guys who designed my firmware." She says. Then she glances at Krasmia.] <@Brett> [Krasmia is grinning. "Well?"] <@Brett> [Nyssa blinks back. "Well what? I can't deny she won. Maybe we can have a rematch when I get a new body, but--" And Krasmia cuts her off. "She hasn't won yet. You're both still breathing."] * @Sonia exhales slowly and says, "So that's how this's gonna be, huh?" <@Brett> ["What?!" Warwick takes a step forward. "Listen--" And then Krasmia's troops lower their rifles. Julienne takes a nervous steps toward Warwick, who glances around him, tense.] <@Brett> [And Krasmia nods. "That's how this is gonna be. There's no point in claiming victory if it isn't total and complete."] <@Gordo> Oi, is she even alive under all hardware ta even kill? <@Brett> ["Of course I am. There's one bit of biological matter all cyborgs have in common." Nyssa taps her skull.] <@Brett> [Then she turns to Sonia, a blade popping from her free hand. She points it at her in anticipation. "Come at me, then. You want to take revenge for what my dad did to your friends, don't you? For what I did to you? Come on!"] <@Brett> ( That should probably say "one bit of biological matter than no cybernetics can replace," to be more clear, but. ) * @Sonia lets out a sigh, then says, "Well, maybe just a little." She wobbles on her feet before her suit stiffens up, and she rolls a bead off her fingertips in an underhand lob at Nyssa. EXPLOSIONS. * @Montana steps back instinctively. <@Sonia> (Did you want me to roll, or is this cinematics?" <@Brett> ( Nah, not necessary. ) <@Brett> [The bead explodes, shattering Nyssa's body. Julienne yelps and clutches Warwick's shoulder. Warwick, for his part, is shaking, his hands balled into fists, steam rising from withing. It doesn't help that Krasmia starts laughing. "Haha! Oh, that was glorious! Well fought, indeed!"] * @Montana mutters to Gordo, "This'd better be worth it." * @Sonia lets the suit skate her back slowly and says, lowly, as she nears the group, "Aileen's keeping me on my feet. I'm out." She looks to Montana in particular, then looks away and down. "Stay alive." <@Brett> [Krasmia looks back and forth between the two groups, grinning. "It's that moment of glory that makes it all worth it. Who will be next to claim victoy over their enemies?"] <@Nigel> (Who is left on the other side again?) <@Brett> ( Julienne and Warwick ) * @Montana glances back at Sonia, then just shakes his head. <@Brett> [Julienne stares at the remains of Nyssa. Warwick, however, is staring at your group, fury in his eyes. "I will." He takes a step forward, but Julienne grabs his arm, tears flowing from her face. She shakes her head rapidly.] <@Gordo> (Gah, why did stop scrolling?!) <@Nigel> (What are they again? Like one of them is a mage of some sort, right?) <@Montana> Y'all wanna give up, then? <@Brett> [Warwick turns long enough to put his hands on her shoulders and whisper something. Something that seems to shock her, because she tries to reach for him again as he steps forward. "Ain't gonna stop now, Montana. After that...."] <@Gordo> I'd really rather no have ta fight a small war fer her entertainment, but... <@Brett> [Flames rise around his back. "After that..... I'm going to melt each and every one of you."] * @Montana glances at Nigel and Gordo. * @Nigel shrugs and draws his sword. "Fine." <@Brett> [Krasmia waves her hand. "Yes, yes. On your own time, maybe." She glances at you expectantly.] * Mechazoom (~Mechazoom@24.13.jp.rgo) has joined #mc5 <@Gordo> One atta time if ye don't want the audience ta fill ya fulla holes fer ruining the show. Good luck ta ya Nigel. * @Nigel nods. "Well... you know... It's not the first time I've faced down a crazy mage." <@Brett> ["Nigel, huh?" Warwick says. "You're not my type. I prefer my blokes more rugged, like your brother. But..." He glances back at Nyssa's remains, then at Julienne, who's sobbing quietly, and then back at Nigel, "In the end, we all look the same when we burn."] * @Sonia (~Mechazoom@24.13.jp.rgo) Quit (Ping timeout: 265 seconds) * @Nigel shakes his head. "Nah... You don't want him. He's all show and whip tricks and stuff... He's no fun, besides... I would think you'd rather fight someone else who can cast a few spells, yeah?" Nigel flips up his palm and makes a small flame in it before snuffing it out. * Mechazoom is now known as Sonia * @Montana hehs softly, tilting his hat lower. "No fun," he says, almost thoughtfully. "Guess that's true." * @Nigel shrugs. "Of course... you could just give up. I mean... We didn't come here to kill you, we came here to kill her dad." He nods to Krasmia. "You guys just walk out the door and we'll call it even, yeah?" <@Brett> [He smirks. "Spells.... Hah! Zukunft is the leader in genetic modification." His hand catches fire, then he snuffs it out by closing a fist. "This is all natural, baby."] * @Nigel nods. "Oh... So you really do have no talent... Well good to know." <@Gordo> (Oh, burn) <@Montana> (Sick!) <@Brett> [He shakes his head. "After what you did to Nyssa.... Leaving now just wouldn't be right. One of you's got to pay."] <@Brett> [Krasmia is grinning like crazy. "The only thing better than a battle is a battle fueled by emotions!"] * @Nigel shakes his head. "Now... to be fair... It's really not our fault, now, is it? I mean... She puts us up to it." He nods to Krasmia again. "And your girl decided to fight first. We even tried to let her go, right?" <@Brett> ["Doesn't matter."] * @Nigel shrugs. "Can't say I didn't try." <@Brett> ["But promise me something."] * @Nigel nods. "And what's that then?" <@Brett> [He nods to Julienne, who's staring at the floor, rubbing her eyes and sobbing. "If you win, she forfeits. Get her out of here. Get her away from Zukunft, away from Vollenstein, away from all this bullshit."] * @Nigel nods. "We'll do what we can... I don't enjoy killing people..." <@Brett> ["Normally, I don't either. In Sebastian's perfect world, none of us would have to. But...." He glances at Nyssa again, then back to Nigel, and grins. "Just this once, I'll make an exception.] <@Brett> [END]