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Yeah. Nightwalker ultimately didn't care if Tomb was alive or dead, so long as her essence and, by extension, her personality and mental capacity for mad science, were still intact. If anything now he has an extra bargaining tool, to whit, providing her with a new body further down the line in exchange for her work.
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Quote:Originally Posted by Pious
Submarine Docks, Eastern Caves (F11)
Priest fired another concussive blast with his laser beam eyes towards the rocket-girl. "Hold your fire 'Patsy' or I will be pressed to use greater force" he warned her, before turning his attention to the Nictus villain and the girl stood next to him . "I don't know your name, Tomb, but I do know that you are a very precious little girl. Incredibly smart and uniquely, very world-aware. Yours is a curious and tentative case, because you have so much potential to do great good in this world. So much potential. Please, do not choose the dark side; it's a painful and meaningless existence. Come with me instead. Unlike him, I would do anything and everything to ensure your happiness, safety and comfortability. I am a father. You've seen here the benefits of my trust. I would die a million times to protect you. Nothing personal, it just how I was made. It's who I am. My offer still stands. All you have to do is walk away from that man and take my hand."
As he preached on, reaching out to the girl's heart, Priest had failed to see the grenade shot towards the submarine. He wouldn't be able to deflect it off-course.
((Written with Intel from CB))There was an irate rumble from Nightwalker, who had been forced onto one knee under the onslaught. Tomb's death, however, seemed not to phase him.Quote:Originally Posted by CactusBrawler
F11
Tomb shrieks in fear as the void grenade explodes close to her, the purplish shell expands over, it remains for a full minute before fading as it does so Tomb returns. Her eyes have withered, becoming two sunken orbs of a coal black substance, tears of blood flow down her cheeks, she screams something in some nightmare language, before collapsing forwards to lay face down in the dirt, dead.
The reason was perhaps made clear when he extended a hand to her, and a pale ghostly flame seemed to rise from her body, drifting over to cling weakly to his fist.
"And perhaps this proves just how weak you ultimately are, human," he growled at the Priest. "I have seen preachers like yourself before. I have defied Gods and Demons, in my time. It is preachers and idiot zealots who do not understand the greater picture who will drag others down screaming with them...while those who act and those who follow them are the ones who will live to see their respective rewards bear fruit. And now, if you'll excuse me, I have work that needs doing."
With the ghostly essence of the late Tomb in hand, Nightwalker began to fade, the teleportation beginning to kick in now that there was only one mass attempting to move through the various fields disrupting the island. The Nictus essences around Nightwalkers defences lashed out all the more visciously, paying particular attention to those who got nearer the shields.
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Quote:Info and links.Originally Posted by Mad_Cow_Milk
Well guess I was wrong. There is talk about a separate pack to do anthropic characters though.
Naow.
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Ok, that article has me all kinds of psyched for it, now...
Let me get that slot on Alpha, and bring on the robotic paintrain...not Clockwork; Me.
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Quote:If we were playing that level of 'Well I can do this!', then Nightwalker would simply be tearing chunks out of peoples essences, blowing up the corpses of people who died, or simply collapsing the entire gave except the bit he and Tomb are stood on using a Gravity Well.Originally Posted by DeviousMe
Aye, I have to admit that despite my muse wanting to bury you all with sneakiness and savage abuse of both in-game and real-world physics, it might be better if we just picked an outcome OOC and went with it. Maybe CB picking a number between 1 and 50 and whoever guesses closest gets the win.
Mind you, I'm not personally opposed to the Nightwalker escaping with Tomb. It'd actually be one of the better endings for me because Big V couldn't just follow if that happened (and I do imagine his base of operations is detection-shielded and such).
Real world physics and sneakiness can eat 'gravity of a black hole' levels of 'Up yours', heh
But I don't roll that way, and Nightwalker tends not to bother with such showiness either.
And yes, his base is off the radar. He's a (evil) genius, what do you expect? A warehouse map?
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I think if you want to have any hope in hell as a GM, you really need to work on your attitude, for one thing. Personally, I agree with the others; both certain points of the potential plot and your indication 'Its happening this way, so deal with it' very well may result in actually having no one play along with it...kind of defeating the point of even forming a plot.
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I think we're getting to the point where we're going to have to actually settle down and decide (Or CB decides, as its his plot) just how this ends.
Because I know exactly what we're going to get otherwise; a lot of people waving around bigger and bigger powers and a giant ePeen contest, and tempers will erupt as people don't get their way or other peoples actions and writing steps on their toes. That's pretty much guarenteed 100% in any situation like this.
I mean, even now, the shields and Nictus energy having 'absolutely no effect' on Erez'Zul? I know /Elec is great versus energy, but it's not go the same insane level against Negative Energy. And thats exactly what Nightwalker is (according to game mechanics, at any rate...but thats a whole other barrel of fish)
So, are we going to get some sort of agreement here? Or is the thread just going to go the same was as one of theo Vortex Grenades? -
Quote:*Cough*Originally Posted by Pious
Changed your actions? Where and how? Dev I don't even know how you can say that. Anyway, let's drop this. Don't want to get started on -your- RP etiquette.
How's about, if this has to continue, it goes to PMs.
Mistakes happen. Also, Nightwalker would still be making sure that he was between Tomb and the essences he could sense in the water, whatever they were (he doesnt know even if I do) so, thats another thing between them and Tomb.
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Given theres at least one person on the outside of the sphere shield, and Patsy just fired two of those things at it...
I'll let other people post reactions first
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The orbiting essences swirling around Nightwalker locked onto the hooded girl as she attempted to grab Tomb, lashing out and latching onto her with an ever growing growling hum, as they voraciously began to try and tear her life force from her. The shields themselves held against her attempted contact, for now.
"So...Why am I not surprised to see you wielding the energy of one of the other foolish zealots, the blind preachers who understand nothing and achieve even less?" Nightwalker asked coldly as he glared at the Priest, eyes flaring slightly. He grunted slightly as the shield shimmered, the opposing energies attempting to cancel the other out. With a curt gesture he motioned to the hovering Nicti Essences. Both instantly locked onto the Priest, unleasing viscious blasts of energy at him and anyone else caught in their arc of fire.
Sparing one more moment from the teleportation sequence, Nightwalker unleased a massive blast of energy in a wide arc, the emmanation aiming to stun those caught in the blast radius. Then he returned to his primary focus, the anti-glow rising faster in Tomb than in himself. -
- Dark Extraction #2 (Easily achievable in game, as well)
- Unchain Essence
Hmm...corpse bomb. -
Nightwalker's eyes seemed to gleam for a moment.
"So naive..."
The essences of the dead ferals rose like pale ghost lights from their shattered bodies, not souls per se, but whatever force had been keeping them animate.
The first joined the swirling mass of Nictus energy that now surrounded Nightwalker and Tomb, another hum joining the chorus as it too was infused with it's own semi sentient shard.
The second simply rose up, glowed and swelled sharply...and exploded violently, hurling dark matter and Nictus energy blasts at everyone outside the shield with equal violence. -
I have got to get all those recipes memorised on Alpha one day...
It suits his character, but it's a helluva slog to get them all done... -
Powers used in the last post, as point of reference;
- Gravity shield, Penumbral sield, Twilight Shield
- Orbiting Death
- Sunless Mire
- Eclipse
- Dark Extraction
- Beginning of Shadow Step, taking longer due to there being two, and all the anti TP stuff on the island.
*Steeples fingers, puts on Christopher Lee voice"
Interesting...
Edit: Oh, and no, none of that is totally impenetrable, so its no way near game over just yet
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Quote:Originally Posted by Pious
Submarine Docks, Eastern Caves (F11)
Priest disregarded Lucard and turned his attention back to the feral vampires. But he was forced to pull back his fist and listen up, as one of the intruders yelled 'enough'. As a man of faith and magic, he knew when to throw out logic. But clever as he is, he knew when a situation called for reason. He heard the villain out and watched him speak of leaving the choice of fate to Tomb herself. He disagreed.
"Nonsense", Pious spoke out. His tone preachy as always and very matter-of-fact. "Young she may be, but this girl has caused mass murder. Let's remind ourselves of why we're here. This young girl is accountable for the deaths of all those victims at the St. John's Catholic School terrorist attack, which she probably formulated out of some ill-considered attempt to instigate and justify the genocide of the Vampire race, having tried to pin the incident on the House of Bathory. It's terrorism. It's criminal. This girl is the very makings of a super-villain, but that's hardly due to a fault of her own. She's just a child. A very confused, scared and grossly misguided child. Don't you think it's down to us as members of society to help her? We should raise her, lead her out of this dark and evil place her mind has fallen to, and onto a more righteous path. This little girl should be back at home, under the careful custody of the American Government."
"You sir, propose we step aside and leave her to make more bad decisions. Recognise the magnitude of this situation" he implored before turning his attention to the girl. He moved over to her and knelt down, a characteristically warm and friendly expression in his demeanour. "Tomb, is that your name?" he asked her. "The reality is, few here would actually honour your wishes. Especially if it goes against their own mission agendas. The truth is, you're better off in the hands and care of the United States Government. See, I'm a pretty important person myself. I can make sure your stay is comfortable, make sure you find a nice loving family if you think that's something you'll want. Your record, your past crimes, even the St John's incident are proof that you need a lot of kindness and support. It'll all eventually be put behind us. The people of America can be very forgiving and once they learn you're on the mend, the majority will accept your repentance. Now... my friends have worked very hard to bring you safely to your Little Pony. Those two guys right there will see you board and escort you back Stateside, okay? I'm sorry but for now, you'll have to go with them. Someone has to stay here and fight for you, see that you escape safely, so I'm afraid I won't be coming on board with you. You chose a good ride Tomb, long, hard and very pink. You'll be okay. Trust me... I'm a priest."
Just then, the two machines struck with a supersonic sniper attack.
Priest reacted in reflex. He had only enough time to push himself in the way, his skull taking the hit. He knelt there motionless as life slowly drained from him."Foolish and presumptuous, like so many of your race that claim to 'Know Better'," Nightwalker replied, fixing the Priest with his piercing, unblinking stare. "You see only a child, someone weak and in need of your 'special' protection. What I see is a mind that has stared into the void and not flinched, a mind that can accept the necessity of what sometimes must be done, necessary sacrifices for a greater result. Criminal, you say? Misguided? She needs protection, yes. But from the likes of you, with your so called piety, morals...self important and self righteous. Those who do not have what it takes to make necessary sacrifies. Your Government, your 'God'? they damn as many as they claim to protect."Quote:Originally Posted by CactusBrawler
F11
Tomb is swayed slightly by the Priest’s words, she takes a hesitant half step towards him, her eyes filled with doubt, only for them to open wide in shock as the Priest knelt as the rifle shots echoed around the room.
Trembling in fear she stares at Nightwalker, swallowing and nodding her head.
“Get me off of this island, and I’ll work for you” she cast a guilty look at the Priest.
Even as the Priest took the rounds to the head, Nightwalker turned back to Tomb with a slight bow.
"It will be a pleasure to work with you, young one. Please, stay close," he added, suddely drawing himself up and flexing his arms, gauntlets instantly cloaked in Nictus energy. A swirling barrier of energy shimmered into being between the two within and the others in the cave. Swirling, semi-transparent wisps glided around it, Nictus fragments that, while not completely sentient, would still lash out ant anyone they were ordered to. Those around the cave outside the shield would feel something almost tugging at them, a drain in energy and a cold sensation as if something was clawing at their very souls. Nightwalker seemed to solidify further, a dark aura surrounding him. Finally, he pointed at the Priest, some of the essence from the wounded man suddenly becoming visible, taking form...and becoming infused with Nictus energy as the semi-sentient shard being hovered around it's master, a faint hum of power coming from the swirling mass.
"And now, we have work to do," Nightwalker stated calmly, looking down and focussing as he began to begin the teleportation of both himself and Tomb... -
Quote:Which one?Originally Posted by Blade Racer
Also just noticed, how is the nega-energy guy teleporting on an island where teleporting doesnt work?
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Nightwalker isn't your standard, run of the mill villain, put it that way. He's a lot deeper than he seems to get credit for
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"Enough!" Nightwalker snapped, a curt gesture making the air itself shimmer slightly. "The girl has a right to answer for herself, to the bidder of her choice. Then, of course, it may be a matter of open debate between proposee's," he added, eyes narrowing, slightly.
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Cave fungus *nods sagely*
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...Why are there no handy, expendable minions around when you need them?
Heresy...story demands there be some poor schmuck grunts around for moments like this...I needs 'em -_- -
I lol'd
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A little cheesy. And yes, it was Norton...
But it wasn't bad. Still made me smirk
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Quote:I'd even say they've done the reverse with capes and aurasOriginally Posted by Forbin_Project
Agreed. I've been arguing for this the entire time for all gated costume pieces. If something is going to be unlocked with a TF, Merits, Kills, Vet Rewards then give everyone a simple, plain, unadorned version we can all use at level 1 and keep the fancy pieces as the special unlock reward.
They've already taken the first steps towards this with Capes and Auras.
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Quote:"A teleportation that may leave you feeling slightly nauseous, and probably drain a good chunk of the energy from the surrounding area here, likely leaving some rather potent damage that will, fortunately, no longer concern us," Nightwalker replied promptly and still calmly. "The destination is the Rogue Isles, where I can then explain further about the help I would ask of you. Your continued existence despite the wishes of others could be considered a bonus, yes?" he added, looking at the others for just a moment, as if they were a temporary inconvenience.Originally Posted by CactusBrawler
F11
Well if Id of felt this wanted when I was younger, I wouldnt have grown up to be such a bad egg Tomb says glibly, but her eyes were like that of a cornered animal.
Death was so not an option she wanted right now, her final rest wouldnt be final or so restive. She glanced at the guards left behind by the Nighthunters, she doubted shed go to prison; no shed disappear and end up working for some government department, with her inventions hidden away for special forces work, probably no chance of time off for good behaviour either.
On the other hand she could trust the guy who appeared to have gone full Sith cosplay when designing his clothes, which would mean uncertain death or imprisonment, which was a step up from certain anyway.
Well I guess my mother never actually did tell me not to trust strangers, do you have a plan for getting out of here? she asks, eyeing the ferals, and Erez'Zul with uncertainty. -
Quote:Ahh, ignorance has been cured.Originally Posted by CactusBrawler
i work sundays, so have to go to bed real early on a saturday night, just got in right now.
Your poor sod