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The Outsider blinked at the crabsplosion below for a moment. Just a brief moment. Then she slung the chain over her shoulder and headed for the door back into the building she stood upon, quietly muttering some intelligible rant about something, perhaps the recklessness of this world's heroes, perhaps not.
This continued even after returning to the ground floor and walking back out onto the street, never pausing, never hesitating as she immediately approached the the rest of the group that formed to take down the crab.
"Well!" The Outsider declared, clapping her hands together as she spoke. "This turned out to be a pretty horrifying display of team tactics, or lack thereof, didn't it?" -
Quote:Pulling a slight double-take at the unexpected individual nearby, having not spotted her up until now, the Outsider returned her attention to the momentarily fallen crab.Originally Posted by Rebel_Scum
"Huh? What's not good?", Ildela asked, a little confused. What was so bad about a bunch of supers taking down an obviously hostile giant monster? They'd even managed to keep the collateral damage to a minimum thus far.
"Doesn't this thing look at all familiar to you?" she then asked. "I mean, the sideways movement, the strict repetitive combat patterns, the manner in which it flips onto its back for a few moments when it takes a few hits and exposes a big red flashing weak point on its underside. It's looking and acting like an end-of-level boss from a videogame, and usually those things like to blow up when they're defeated!"
As she panic-rambled on, she continued to wrap the chain around the sword's hilt and guard before slipping the padlock on as tightly as possible.
"And if that thing does blow up, I'm willing to bet that it'll take a bloody good chunk of the street with it, these very buildings included, which means that instead of just hitting it with your best weaponry on first sight, the smarter thing to do would be lure the damn thing to somewhere a lot more open, where the danger to civilian life will be greatly reduced if it does decide to explode once everyone's shot it enough. We -need- to do that above all else." -
The almighty BAM! of a door's handle making a noticeable dent in the metal wall surrounding it signalled the Outsider's hasty arrival onto the rooftop, but that hadn't stopped her at all.
Instead she kept on running to the very edge of the rooftop and without so much as a second thought took a leap of faith across the potentially fatal drop separating that building from the one ahead. The Outsider had, thankfully, judged the gap well and landed onto the next rooftop with a not-entirely-graceful roll that very smoothly followed into a continued dash for the next gap.
It was halfway across the rooftop that she stopped herself upon hearing a series of metallic creaking, groaning and what could have been crunching.
"Uh-oh."
Upon peering over the edge facing the narrow battlefield that was the street below, she bore witness to the overturned crab, powerless to stop anyone striking its supposed weak point with whatever force the maniacs fighting it would muster between them.
"Damn it, not good, NOT GOOD!!"
The Outsider watched on, in the hopes that the Crab would right itself again. As she did, she began to loop her chain around the hilt of the gearblade.
Derek was nowhere to be seen on the rooftops across the street, giving cause for concern that he had gotten himself lost in one of the buildings.
((I'll leave it up to Rebel to decide if Ildela was anywhere near that door.
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And if anyone wondered why the Outsider disapproved of such mindless blamming so much...
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Quote:If I was a Defiant player reading this thread -I- would have second thoughts. :\Originally Posted by Dante
Orignal post now updated, thank you.
And although I appreciate moving the debate to another thread, I think the damage has already been done. If I was a Virtuan reading this thread I'd have second thoughts about rolling up on this server. Congratulations.
In any case, is it worth mentioning Pious' Union Universe forum (tinyurl.com/unionforums - a bit geared towards Nighthunters antics and a little on the quiet side) and Bunny's Unionverse forum (URL completely forgotten
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Quote:Dumb luck saw the Outsider charging past an open window on one of the lower floors just as the rocket-man called out to all combatants, so feeling the need to respond, she quickly back-pedalled and popped her head out the window, seeing the hooligan in question below.Originally Posted by Rock_Powerfist
Ethan stepped back .... " what the mutants lizards teeth is that thing ? "
He looked at the other people engaging the crab beasty, " anyone ? half an idea ? heck any of you lot even speak english ? "
Keeping a good solid building to his back, Ethan once more started to dig deep into his packs . . . .
"Working on it!"
Without giving the man chance to answer, the young woman continued with her chain-burdened ascent to the top floor, and hopefully the roof. -
Quote:Originally Posted by Rebel_Scum
Least it's not snakes, right?At least they can be applied to situations that require solutions that are a little more subtle than "hammer the snot out of it with high explosives".Quote:Originally Posted by Paradigm_Shift
Or alien centipedes.
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By the time everyone's attacks had connected with the giant crab the Outsider had already sought cover in the form of a nearby building, just in time for:
Quote:Great, she thought to herself as she watched the metal monster scrabble upright and unleash the fury with a momentary hail of... pink fire, of all colours. Now what do I do?Originally Posted by Dr_Mechano
There was a brief pause where it lay still, seemingly doing nothing before the machinery inside it whirred again, flipping on it's front once more, now with the left claw gone, a machinegun looking object had replaced it.
It spammed pink energy bullets in a frontal 45 degree cone for a couple of seconds before preforming a straight dash attack with the remaining claw, quickly retreating back to it's former position to once again spam more pink bullets.
The body was flickering red permentantly now, the trope of a damage indicator clearly in full effect with it.
"OUTSIDER!"
The young woman flicked her head to the left to glance across the street in reaction to the callout coming from that general direction. Much to her delight, there stood Derek, waiting in equally adequate cover while he waved to her. And best of all, carrying more than enough metal chain to stretch across the street.
"I've found a couple of chains!" the wanderer proudly declared. "Along with some strange-looking padlocks, it seems."
"Great!" the Outsider yelled back. "Quick! Pass me one then look for a way onto the rooftops! Hurry!"
The wanderer complied quickly, swinging one of the chains in a helicopter motion above is head as if readying to throw a bolas. As soon as he let go, the chain flew a good distance across half the street and continued the remainder of its journey skidding across the asphalt, much to the Outsider's dread. All she could do was watch as a few bullets struck the chain and sent it into sloppy spin until it finally reached its destination. Fortunately, its destination was still into her hands.
"Thanks!" she shouted over. "Oh, wait! Throw me a sword!"
Confused, Derek nonetheless drew the gearblade from its scabbard, held it by its hilt over his head and hurled it toward the wall opposite. Quite how the crab's gunfire managed to miss its flightpath toward embedding itself into the brickwork was either party's guess.
The Outsider thanked Derek again and pulled the sword out of the wall before running off. Getting to the rooftop was easy enough for her. Just a case finding a way in and climbing the stairs all the way to the top, after all, but she did worry about Derek and his unfamiliarity with modern-day Earth altogether, let alone an Earth full of apparently common dangers fit for the superhumans that populate it. -
Quote:BURNING FINGER!!Originally Posted by Rebel_Scum
I remember that, though I don't think I was involved in the thread. If I recall correctly it sparked a massive argument in one of the OOC threads too. Personally I wouldn't take one person and one incident and label a whole group with it, but some people would. On both sides of the Atlantic.
Dammit, now I have to go dig up that thread and see who that was cause I don't remember.
(Yep, that was so WTF I had to go dig it up myself just to laugh at the "Damn You Auto Correct!" levels of OMG-godly-epic-WTFail absurdity of it) o_O -
Just passing a thought across as I figure out what to add next:
WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE A SODDING GIANT ROBOT CRAB OF ALL THINGS!? D:
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Quote:There are a few peeps EU-side that are still wary of NA-side RPers after a certain whale lobotomisation back in the early days of our then-newly-merged forums, despite the fact that it was only one person that was responsible, that said guilty party has since disappeared or avoided further Union-centric OpenRPs aaaaand the fact that there are plenty of actual Union players that are far more disastrous and continue to be so.Originally Posted by Rebel_Scum
Why is that a surprise? We're not big bad wolves over here, you know. We don't (or at least try not to) do that to each other, why would you think we'd suddenly go back on that and do it to you? Differences in RP style aside of course, I know I personally exaggerate things a little more than I should when writing sometimes.
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Quote:Seeing the robot's unexpected flight into a nearby wall gave plenty of cause for the Outsider to wince right at that very moment.Originally Posted by Techbot Alpha
Quicksilver grinned at the others who were obviously attempting to engage the giant Crab-Thing.
"One of the best, girl!" he quipped, motion-racking the slide on his morph-gun. Ok, he had to admit, he showed off at times. Surely he was allowed-
A giant crab arm swung to meet him mid-skid.
"Oh, f-"
*CLANG*
A moment later, the autobot crashed into a building opposite, spider-webbing the shattered brickwork and sliding down unceremoniously to land on his head.
"-rag!.......Ow...."
"Oops." she squeaked quietly, watching the unfortunate Autobot slide down to the ground. "Um sorr..."
"...REEEEEEEEE!!"Quote:Originally Posted by Rock_Powerfist
As the crab Beastys arm swung at The Robot Guy (( Quicksilver)) Ethan saw his opening and drew a bead on the underside of the crab arm where it joined the main body, slowing his breathing as he let the missile lock on target and with a small movement of the trigger completed the circuit that sent the warhead on its way..
The roar and back wash from the Missile Launcher drew the attention of a number of onlookers, and as Ethan hurriedly reloaded he scanned the faces hoping to see some signs of friendliness. Not slowing to see the effect of the first missile, and with a second round loaded Ethan move to his right to seek another shot.
The Outsider rushed out of the way in panic the second someone's rocket blasted its way past some few metres above her, skidding toward the fallen robot in a manner not unlike a football (soccer) tackle until she had reached him.
"Okay, fine." she grumbled. "Everybody just wants to punch the damned thing with high explosives. Lovely. Suddenly staring down the barrel of a clockwork rifle again sounds real preferable right now." -
Kings Row...
"Bloody hell," the Outsider sighed, popping her head out of an alley a short distance behind the crab monster. "That was a close call, wasn't it?"
And what a close call it was, due in no small part to the enchanted smartphone's new-found long-range teleportation abilities failing to take into account nearby risks to whatever it was beaming from A to B that happened to be at B in the first place. As a result, the exact spot the duo materialised was right in the path of one of the crab's many metallic feet and the only had mere seconds to realise before the thing came clattering down upon them. Fortunately, that was all the time Outsider needed to shove Derek into the nearby alley from where she now observed the robotic monstrosity's strange movement patterns.
"I'd say close was something of an understatement." Derek grumbled. He was far too busy dusting himself off and checking for non-existent wounds on his person to be joining his partner in watching the crab. "So... any bright ideas as to how one would defeat it?"
"I think I'm getting an idea." the Outsider answered with a hint of confidence in her voice. "It seems to be able to take a limited beating before flipping over onto its back temporarily and exposing the underside of its body for a few seconds. From the looks of it, -that- could be a weak spot that should be hammered with everything everyone's got in order to shut it down permanently."
"What makes you so sure of that?"
"It's the sort of manner a videogame boss would act, isn't it?"
"HOW WOULD I KNOW THAT?" Derek ranted understandably. The Outsider winced at the sudden outburst, having momentarily forgotten that he didn't know what a videogame was.
"Sorry...." she sighed before stepping out of the alley into the open road, her glance now fixed upon the other giant robot ready to open fire upon the crab. "I've an idea how we can help. We need rope, no, chains. Long chains. Long, strong chains. Look around, Derek. ASK around if need be. I'm going to have a word with our silver friend here!"
"Friend!?" Derek yelled, the young woman ignorant of his complaints. "You don't even know if he's even one of the good guys, dammit!!"
"Hey!" the Outsider yelled as she dashed toward the new challenger to the Crab Monster, waving at the maybe-maybe-not-too-friendly robot on her approach. "Excuse me! Daft question, but you're one of the good guys, right?" -
Steel Canyon University...
To say that Derek was bored out of his skull while he waited for the Outsider to operate the strange device she referred to as a computer was an understatement to say the least. Nevertheless, he waited until the young woman finally stopped pressing all those odd little buttons and broke her silence.
"Wow." she uttered, her attention still focussed on the device. "I mean, wow. It's as if we've been pulled into a comic book."
"I'm sure that would sound lovely," Derek droned. "To someone who actually knew what a comic book was."
"It's a book full of pretty pictures that tells a story." The Outsider answered with a dismissive wave in the wanderer's general direction. "Long story short, this Earth is full of people with different powers and abilities, stuff that just wasn't possible on -my- world."
"Wizards?"
"Apparently, some are, but it looks like there's a lot of, erm, non-wizardy people out there that can fart lightning out their backsides."
"How so?"
"Exposure to certain chemicals, genetic mutation, rigorous training, advanced technology... there's so many different causes for these powers it'd take me months just to tell you them all!"
Derek sighed, pushed himself out of his chair and adjusted the scabbard of his left sword before double-checking that the right one, which he had confiscated from the gear knight they had left dangling, well, falling to his doom back on his world, was still there, decorative cog at the base of the pommel and all.
"I should hope it won't take as long to find a way back, right?" the wanderer enquired.
"Well, I hope not too, but it's not as if I -know- what the hell it was that tossed us here."
"Wonderful."
"Hey!" the Outsider sharply turned to her irritable and irate ally while the computer fell into a power-saving state. "Would you prefer to be stuck in some unknown world and start trying to find a way back WITH a significant probability that we'll live to tell the tale to the nearest bard, or be dragged at gunpoint to an on-the-spot execution in front of the Emperor, eh?"
Derek took a moment to consider his options before coming to an answer.
"Okay!" he sighed. "You win this one."
"Good. Next question..."
Quote:"...is where did that thing come from just now?"Originally Posted by Dr_Mechano
He dispatched drones to return to all those they could find, giving a warning that a large creature was on the rampage and that they would be required to defeat it. They also displayed a little map showing where this hulking thing was running amok and providing directions to the nearest monorail for those not located in Kings Row.
"Ech now I know what people say when they mean 'trying to herd cats'...though I refuse to be some kind of behind the scenes benefitor to these new people...simply isn't my style, lets get this mess cleaned up then I can go back to taunting the heroes of Paragon City."
Derek's answer, as always, was to draw his sword at the unknown entity before them, perceiving every newcomer to their person as a potential threat. Both swords at that. Mere seconds after drawing them, however, the Outsider gently pushed the swords to one side and approached the robot.
"When you're done overcompensating, Derek..." she said jokingly. While the wanderer stood on the spot feeling somewhat insulted she peered at the new arrival, taking in everything it had to say. "Giant crab... rampage... needs defeating... okay, where the bloody hell is Kings R- oh. Right. That's a long walk from here, and we're kind of short on cash at the moment."
"I'm sure one of the... non-wizards here could take care of it." Derek huffed. The wanderer crossed his arms behind the Outsider and glanced about, feigning ignorance.
"Probably," the Outsider answered. "But! Since we might be stuck here a while..."
"You're not suggesting we..." Derek protested.
"Yes I am." the Outsider interrupted. "It'll be a long walk, but I don't think that thing'll go down too fast. We might be able to collar one of these... 'capes' when it's all over, ask a few questions, maybe get pointed in the right direction for getting ourselves set up on this world while we're stuck here? OOH!"
Derek blinked as the Outsider jumped slightly. She then fumbled around her back pocket and brandished the smartphone she complained about back on his world. Derek had no idea what a smartphone actually was but to the Outsider it was her faithful iPhone that had served her well back home, not that it was much use in the 'Bubble Bath', even after a wizard zapped it with who knows what spells and enchantments he had zapped it with. Assuming whatever he zapped it with was even supposed to be helpful to begin with.
"Okay?" the Outsider said, raising a brow at her phone as it emitted a regular soft pulsing hum from the screen rather than the speakers. "I... think my phone just read that thing's map?"
Confused, Derek peered over to look at the device's display, which was now a mess of coloured lines and dots swirling and swishing all over the place.
"If I may ask," the wanderer then said, looking up at the Outsider with an equally raised brow. "What exactly does it mean by 'Translocating in 3'?"
"Wait a second, wh-"
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Kings Row, perhaps a little too close to RoboCrab for comfort?
"-at?"
Derek continued to gawk at the Outsider. He was hoping for a straight answer, after all, not a "What?"
"What?" Derek asked, blissfully unaware that they were no longer in Steel Canyon. "What is it?"
"I... hate wizards." the Outsider sighed. "Just thought I'd tell you that startling revelation now." -
Steel Canyon...
"So let me get this straight, okay?" Derek groaned, following the young woman out of the alley they had landed in. The Outsider made a cautious call by first having a little peek at what intelligent life may be passing by. Humans, she noted, and all wearing the standard of clothing she remembered of her homeworld. With any luck, she could pass her wanderer friend off as a cosplayer or perhaps someone heading to a fancy dress party. "You're finally home... but you're not home?"
"Something like that." The Outsider answered. "More like a different -version- of home."
"That's possible?" Derek asked.
"Derek, you live on a network of self-contained planet fragments floating in space, held together by the efforts of a bunch of long-dead wizards. I think it's safe to say -this- is possible, alright?"
"Fair point," Derek sighed. The Outsider poked her head back around once again.
"Okay, I think we can blend in for now while we look for some answers." the young woman suggested. "Though if anyone asks, you're in fancy dress, got it?"
"Okay?" Derek answered, clueless as to why. However, the Outsider wasn't about to give him time to dwell on it and immediately dragged him out into the open street by his hand.
"Alright," the young woman smirked, her inappropriately-clothed friend in clumsy tow. "Let's see if we can find a library and with any luck... a public computer." -
Meanwhile...
"Care to explain this one, then?" the Outsider sighed as she pinched her nose. Derek merely answered with the silent stroking of his stubble before he finally broke his thoughtful silence.
"I would if I knew -what- in the hells it actually wa-" the wanderer answered, only to be interrupted by a sudden scream behind him which faded into silence as quickly as had started, leaving the both of them slamming their palms firmly onto their foreheads.
"What part of don't kill him did you -not- understand, eh?" the Outsider snarled.
"It was that rope, I swear!" Derek pleaded. Though he knew that his companion was something of a pacifist to the degree that violence was only a consideration if her life truly depended on it and wouldn't so much as flick his ear, he was certain that she had figured out some non-violent way to torture him for the rest of his days by now. Or that she would simply leave him for the next regiment of gear knights to come their way.
Not that they had to wait at all. No sooner had their prisoner fallen to his eventual death by exposure to vacuum did it turn out that he was little more than a scout that had somehow revealed the duo's current location to a much larger squad, this time armed with clockwork rifles and ready to fire upon them at a moment's notice.
"You... checked him, right?" the Outsider said, her back against Derek's as soon as the danger became apparent.
"Sure I did!" Derek declared confidently as he glanced to the young woman, only to be met with the same distrustful glare he had received just a moment ago. "Okay, no."
"Sometimes I wonder how you even survived your teenage years, you know?" the Outsider responded. "Okay, so we're surrounded by guns at all angles with some wacky... thing that can't be explained right next to us."
"Derek the Aimless!" a deep voice bellowed from the north. "And the nameless maiden!"
"That's what they're calling me now?" the Outsider muttered to Derek. "I mean, it's not like -I- even know if I've..."
"I hereby place you both under arrest," the voice continued, "For crimes against the Netrid Empire and its neighbouring states!"
"How about worrying about -that- a little later, okay?" Derek responded to his partner in 'crime'. "Think about how we can get ourselves out of this mess."
"Short of hoping that swirly thing's a portal to another land or something, I'm kind of... stumped."
"And if it kills us as soon as we touch it?"
"Well, let's hope it's a quick death, because their precious Emperor won't be giving us that!"
"Alright," Derek sighed, looking up at the wall of trees and rifles surrounding them. "On the count of three?"
"Sure." the Outsider smirked.
"Alright, then. One... Two... Hey, I never said three yet!"
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Steel Canyon...
On the plus side, the strange entity had not brought death upon the young woman, as she learned quickly upon landing with a less than professional roll along something that, though flat, felt rough like partially-used sandpaper.
It felt like concrete.
The Outsider promptly sat bolt upright as soon a the realisation set in and looked down at the ground beneath her. It was concrete alright, which suggested one possibility: that she had finally found her way back home, or at least to Earth. If she still had to figure out where exactly she lived and what plane to catch, that didn't matter. She was finally home!
Oooor so she thought up until she looked up at the sky, where she beheld some sights rather unfamiliar with herself. She certainly didn't remember her homeworld having men that could fly unaided, after all. Nor did she recall anywhere on Earth that was surrounded by a giant forcefield.
"We're not in Kansas anym-" The Outsider muttered shortly before Derek announced his arrival behind her with a painful "Oof!"
The young woman then looked up just in time to see the duo's exit out of the Bubble Bath close up mere moments later.
"Well, the good news, Derek," the young woman laughed nervously to her disorientated ally as he struggled to pick himself up. "Is that we're still alive and not facing an Imperial execution." -
Somewhere in the unknown multiverse...
Finding oneself dangling upside-down above a vast chasm that lead nowhere but into an empty void was something one wanted to wake up to.
Unfortunately for one man this was exactly where he found himself once he came to, and to make matters worse he was only hanging by one leg, on a rope that, upon as close inspection as possible when one's blood is rushing to one's head, didn't look like it was going to do much of a good job of holding his own weight, never mind the additional encumbrance that was the clockwork styled-armour that he still wore, sans helm.
"Glad to see you're awake!" a voice cheerfully declared behind the unfortunate man, who soon felt himself being manually swivelled around to face the source. A young-looking man, possibly in his late-twenties, beamed back at him, his crossed arms supporting his right hand as it stroked his stubble, giving the man a thoughtful appearance that betrayed the barbaric (by the dangling man's standards) leathers and cloth of his wanderer's garb.
"Y-you!" the man stammered, panic dominating his voice. "L-let me down this instant and I'll t-talk the emperor into showing leniency!"
"Okay!" the wanderer grinned as he immediately drew one of the swords hanging from his waist and motioned it to the very rope that kept the gear knight from falling into the infinite vacuum below.
"WAIT WAIT WAIT!!" the knight squealed. "Keep me up! KEEP ME UP! DON'T DROP ME!!"
"Glad we got that cleared up, then." the wanderer smiled as he slipped the sword back into his scabbard. "Now, then! Since we're done with the false promises, perhaps you'd like to answer us a few questions? Who knows, maybe we'll let you run along home if I like what I hear."
"We will, Derek." another voice intervened from behind the smiling man. "Just tell us what we want to know and you're free to go."
Derek stepped aside and looked behind him, revealing to the knight a woman, crouched on the spot and her back turned to the two men as she appeared to be working on something. By the looks of it, she wasn't having too much luck.
"Okay, okay!" Derek answered, rolling his eyes at the raven-haired young lady before him before turning back to the dangling man. "You hear that, gear? You get to live if you answer us right. Happy now, Outsider?"
"Well, I would be." the woman referred to as the Outsider answered, turning to the two men. The knight noted that her skin was unusual in its colour compared to the two men. Its tone wasn't as dark as that of the tribes dotted around the realm of Tricaldera, but it wasn't as light as many of the more developed Outer Sphere Kindgoms.
If there were more of her kind in this fragmented world of islands floating in space, they had yet to be discovered. All the Empire knew as to where she came from were a few possible names: "England", "India" and "Earth" being just a selection of them. Other than that, she was a complete unknown, an alien to the known realms, and it showed in more than just her complexion... her clothing was equally as alien.
Her jacket was leather, much like the wanderer's, but it was as black as her own hair, was sleeved and was surely carefully crafted by a wizard or at least with the help of one. There was no way such extraordinary stitching could be achieved by even the most expert of seamstresses. Her trousers were equally strange, made from a blue material that nobody could seem to identify.
The knight also noted, amid his increasing dizziness, that the Outsider was incredibly beautiful. More so than he had expected from the intel he was given.
But now really wasn't the time for admiring the beauty of a criminal wanted so much by the Netrid Empire that the bounty on her head exceeded that of even the most vicious of murderers.
"I would be happy if I knew what that bloody wizard did to my smartphone!" the woman ranted as she struggled with a small object in her hand. "I told him I couldn't read anything of your weird language, but did he listen? Nooooo!"
"We'll have a word with him about it when we get back, okay?" Derek reassured. "But for now, can we get on with the matter at hand?"
"Yeah," the Outsider sighed as she slipped the strange device back into a pocket inside her jacket, "Okay. Since you know what to ask, I'll just... sort us out a campfire."
Derek merely nodded before returning to the dangling knight before him and the Outsider turned back into the forest ahead to find the camp the two had set up just before they had found themselves under ambush from the sole gear knight that was soon dangling over certain death had Derek's quick reflexes not easily countered the knight's clunky armour and poor choice of sword over rifle.
The woman returned to the camp only to find there was no longer a campfire there, ready for her to light with her dwindling supply of matches, but instead some kind of shimmering entity in its place.
"Erm, Derek?" the Outsider yelled back at her ally, preferring the opinion of someone more familiar with the world she had come to call the 'Bubble Bath'. "Derek, there's something you might want to see right now! The gearhead can wait for a bit!" -
I don't think I'm gonna be able to haul Molly over there this time. I've got a TV to wire up tonight.
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What's his Secondary, if you don't mind my asking?
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Did you even -check- the filesize before trying to upload, Tech?
No offense, but since the restrictions have been in place since the move and all...
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O_O
I'll have a gander as soon as I can. Thanks!
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This might come across as a daft question, but...
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Okie dokie, my AR/Dev Blaster (A young genius inventor, hence the title ) is nearing 50, so I figured I'd see if I could figure out what to do for her actual build since she's spent the past half of her path to the big Five-Zero bumbling along on outlevelled IOs and SOs.
What I walked away with was a headache.
So, since this is the first time I've actually succeeded in slapping something together in Mid's, there's a high likelihood that what I have right now, err, sucks (on an epic scale!), so I'm kind of looking for a few pointers right now. *begbeg*
I'm not overly certain what I want her to be, other than the fact that I'd like to get rid of both the "Why am I even here?" feelings when in a team and repeated faceplants every time I find I've failed to stock up on or used up all my Insps again when soloing.
Hero Plan by Mids' Hero Designer 1.90
http://www.cohplanner.com/
Click this DataLink to open the build!
Molly.EXE: Level 50 Technology Blaster
Primary Power Set: Assault Rifle
Secondary Power Set: Devices
Power Pool: Flight
Power Pool: Medicine
Ancillary Pool: Munitions Mastery
Hero Profile:
Level 1: Burst- (A) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage
- (3) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage/Recharge
- (11) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage/Endurance/Recharge
- (17) Devastation - Chance of Hold
- (A) Gravitational Anchor - Immobilize
- (5) Gravitational Anchor - Accuracy/Immobilize/Recharge
- (25) Gravitational Anchor - Chance for Hold
- (A) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage
- (3) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage/Recharge
- (19) Devastation - Accuracy/Damage/Endurance/Recharge
- (37) Devastation - Damage/Recharge
- (A) Pacing of the Turtle - Accuracy/Slow
- (5) Pacing of the Turtle - Range/Slow
- (29) Pacing of the Turtle - Chance of -Recharge
- (A) Freebird - Endurance
- (31) Freebird - FlySpeed
- (33) Freebird - +Stealth
- (A) Force Feedback - Damage/Knockback
- (9) Force Feedback - Accuracy/Knockback
- (21) Force Feedback - Recharge/Knockback
- (37) Force Feedback - Recharge/Endurance
- (45) Force Feedback - Damage/Endurance/Knockback
- (A) Gaussian's Synchronized Fire-Control - To Hit Buff
- (11) Gaussian's Synchronized Fire-Control - To Hit Buff/Endurance
- (27) Gaussian's Synchronized Fire-Control - Recharge/Endurance
- (46) Gaussian's Synchronized Fire-Control - Chance for Build Up
- (A) Executioner's Contract - Accuracy/Damage
- (13) Executioner's Contract - Damage/Endurance
- (15) Executioner's Contract - Damage/Interrupt
- (23) Executioner's Contract - Damage/Range
- (34) Executioner's Contract - Damage/Recharge
- (36) Executioner's Contract - Disorient Bonus
- (A) Freebird - Endurance
- (15) Freebird - FlySpeed
- (A) Dark Watcher's Despair - To Hit Debuff
- (17) Dark Watcher's Despair - Chance for Recharge Slow
- (31) Deflated Ego - Chance for Recovery Debuff
- (A) Ragnarok - Damage
- (19) Ragnarok - Damage/Recharge
- (34) Ragnarok - Accuracy/Damage/Recharge
- (39) Ragnarok - Accuracy/Recharge
- (45) Ragnarok - Damage/Endurance
- (46) Ragnarok - Chance for Knockdown
- (A) Luck of the Gambler - Defense
- (21) Luck of the Gambler - Recharge Speed
- (A) Numina's Convalescence - Heal
- (23) Numina's Convalescence - Heal/Endurance/Recharge
- (37) Numina's Convalescence - +Regeneration/+Recovery
- (A) Panacea - Heal
- (25) Panacea - +Hit Points/Endurance
- (A) Positron's Blast - Accuracy/Damage
- (27) Positron's Blast - Damage/Endurance
- (33) Positron's Blast - Damage/Recharge
- (43) Positron's Blast - Damage/Range
- (46) Positron's Blast - Accuracy/Damage/Endurance
- (A) Armageddon - Damage
- (29) Armageddon - Damage/Recharge
- (42) Armageddon - Accuracy/Recharge
- (43) Armageddon - Chance for Fire Damage
- (A) Miracle - Heal
- (31) Miracle - +Recovery
- (A) Positron's Blast - Accuracy/Damage
- (33) Positron's Blast - Damage/Endurance
- (34) Positron's Blast - Damage/Recharge
- (40) Positron's Blast - Damage/Range
- (40) Positron's Blast - Accuracy/Damage/Endurance
- (43) Positron's Blast - Chance of Damage(Energy)
- (A) Force Feedback - Damage/Endurance/Knockback
- (36) Force Feedback - Damage/Knockback
- (36) Force Feedback - Accuracy/Knockback
- (50) Force Feedback - Recharge/Endurance
- (50) Force Feedback - Chance for +Recharge
- (A) Expedient Reinforcement - Accuracy/Damage
- (39) Expedient Reinforcement - Accuracy/Recharge
- (39) Expedient Reinforcement - Accuracy/Damage/Recharge
- (40) Expedient Reinforcement - Resist Bonus Aura for Pets
- (A) Aegis - Resistance
- (42) Aegis - Resistance/Endurance
- (42) Aegis - Psionic/Status Resistance
- (A) Analyze Weakness - Defense Debuff
- (45) Analyze Weakness - Chance for +ToHit
- (A) Air Burst - Accuracy/Damage
- (48) Air Burst - Damage/Endurance
- (48) Air Burst - Damage/Recharge
- (48) Air Burst - Damage/Range
- (A) Fortunata Hypnosis - Sleep/Endurance
- (50) Fortunata Hypnosis - Chance for Placate
Level 1: Brawl- (A) Hecatomb - Chance of Damage(Negative)
- (A) Run Speed IO
- (A) Healing IO
- (7) Endurance Modification IO
- (7) Recharge Reduction IO
Level 4: Ninja Run
Level 2: Swift- (A) Run Speed IO
- (A) Jumping IO
- (A) Healing IO
- (13) Healing IO
- (A) Endurance Modification IO
- (9) Endurance Modification IO
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Quote:"We can rebuild it!" /SixMillionDollarMinifigOriginally Posted by Zortel
(For those that are interested, it was actually suicide. When I found my dark side forces could take no meaningful actions, diplomacy would not work and that we were vastly outmatched by technology, I did the only thing possible and fired a death-ray at my own planet.
That was then godmodded to say it didn't happen.
I won't be introducing my nephew to roleplaying -just- yet.
)
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Quote:*noms popcorn*Originally Posted by Zortel
Let me paraphrase the awesome game 'Recettear: An Item Shop's Tale':
Tear: You can check an item's value by pressing Button 3, or by looking on the menu.
Recette: Button... 3? Menu? I don't-
Tear: Moving on.
I really do need to grab that game off Steam, don't I? >_>