Local Conditions wrote:
Dangerous Territory
- Location: Meredith Town
- Population: 750
- Date & Time: 1459 Tuesday, September 9 110 PA
- Ley Line Activity: Distant
- Weather: overcast sky, light, gusty winds, 78 degrees F. 70% humidity
- Visibility: Flat, even light
Map:
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Kl_3I ... sp=sharing
COMBAT IS OVER
THUNDER MAN George, Mercy, Bronze, Carlos, Gummy
As if obeying George's words, or at least following his description, the remaining brodkil turn and flee. Of the fourteen that crawled out from beneath a rock, there are now six running hell bent (and that could be literal, since, they are sub-demons after all) away from the scene. They abandon their invisibility after a while, so it's easy to track them as they keep running away. George's marginally aimed shots don't in anyway come near the fleeing brodkil, but the shots do seem to speed the monsters' retreat by a perceptible amount. Mercy's only slightly better aimed shots have a more impressive result on the brodkil moral. Several of the throw up their arms and duck a little before returning to a full out run. And last but not least, Mercy's friend Glitters shouts a warning at the fleeing monsters. They may not be able to spell obliterated, but when a Glitter Boy tells you to stop, and two-thirds of your horde have just been obliterated, turning and running is a very smart choice for the remaining brodkil.
Carlos and his mount (though at the moment, dismounted) were closing in on the brodkil on foot. Something only a true hunter like a simvan would do. Having finished his contraption, Carlos had a very good view of the invisible creatures. He could tell far more concretely than all the others that all of the brodkil and turned tail and run. There was one still alive laying on the dirt though, it hadn't released its invisibility yet. Remarkable, considering it has no legs.
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The first "BOOM" didn't wake her up. But it knocked her out of deep sleep.
BOOOM! - "Wait, what?"
zzzzzt! - "Maybe I'll close my eyes, just to rest..."
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! - "Damn! What the hell?"
PLEASE STOP ALL FORWARD MOVEMENT OR YOU WILL BE OBLITERATED! - "What the F! Wha? Huh?"
Gummy wakes up very confused. Nearby loud noises have cause her aching head to pound. It hurts like a four-day sake bender with the oyabun footing the bill. The first "boom" is still resonating in her head. Closing her eyes actually hurts. Having the open hurts. The light is so bright. And it's hot. Squinting, raising first one hadn and then the other to shield her eyes, Gummy starts to perceive her surroundings.
And they make no sense.
She is sitting up on the wreck of a wooden cart. All around her are ten, twelve, maybe fifteen blue dbees. Most people would not recognize them. The blue skinned, elf-like race is new to Earth, and seems to have come en masse from their homeworld. They call themselves the faelerin. But non of that is why Gummy knows anything. The Black Market has been quietly, but aggressively, kidnapping and detaining these dbees whenever possible. And they are nasty rumors about what happens to them. Some wild conspiracy theories, ranging from demon controlled shifters to murder wraith masterminds to Coalition wizards. Crazy stuff.
None of that explains why she is her though. Why is she here? And who made all that noise. These blue skinned elf wannabees are practically naked.
Comforting, at least, ラッキーコイン is firmly set in its scabbard on her left hip, reassuringly tugging at her belt when she moves on the cart. A quick look and she is confident her gear is all still intact. The blue dbees don't seem to have robbed her in her sleep. But did they kidnap her?
What the hell is going on?
Local Conditions wrote:
CS Lonestar?
- Location: Meredith Town
- Population: 750
- Date & Time: 1459 Tuesday, September 9 110 PA
- Ley Line Activity: Distant
*]Weather: overcast sky, light, gusty winds, 78 degrees F. 70% humidity
- Visibility: Flat, even light
Map:
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1Kl_3I ... sp=sharing
BLIND HUNCH Hawdore, Simba, Ferrax
Ferax is blind, and to compensate, he has been engineered to have his other senses significantly improved. And that stereotypically includes hearing, which is unfortunate in this case. The loudest, most horrendously awful, painful, ear shattering screech he's ever heard knocks him off the stool from the lunch counter. It makes a Boom GUn sound like a pin drop. In his attempt to stay upright, he sends his sandwich - barely touched - sailing across the room. The owner/host/waiter/bus boy grimaces, whether from the broken china or the noise doesn't matter. The image through the glass window is obscured by a large hand panted sign - all Ferrax knows however, is that a lot is going on outside. Gunfire. And more of the horrible sound! Staggering to the door, the Aberrant Shifter is able to use his radar sense to comprehend the situation. A humanoid bat thing is flying around, it's responsible for the horrible noise, naturally. There is a hover car vehicle of some sort. There is a SAMAS - or was the bat thing just screamed at it, and now it's crashed. One soldier type in body armor stands on his side of the hover car, and he thinks he detects the broken body of another one on the other side. Another armored trooper, his armor is different than the others, it's adorned with spikes and more ornamentation, is somehow launched in to the air and comes crashing down to the ground with a thud. Maybe Ferrax can hear bones breaking. Up the street, to his right, Ferrax senses two other people. One seems to be human as far as he can tell, complete with cowboy hat. The other is very tall and while humanoid, is not anyway humanish. Tall, long neck, heavy body. He and the cowboy seem active, but it's hard to say what they're doing, because then they're just gone.
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What are they doing? Well, for starts, Hawdore is tossing the CS officer around like a rag doll. When the officer finally hits the ground, there is a thud and darkly comical puff of dust. The victim gets back up and tries to shoot back - at someone. But in his broken state, he doesn't even hit the broad side of the barn. His shot goes at about a 80 degree angle up into the sky. A laser blast, thankfully, does not fall back to earth when it loses energy.
A blink later and Hawdore and the sheriff are in the jail. Wide eyed, the sheriff doesn't answer with words, but points to a series of drawers below the locker. They all unlock with the same key. Finally the sheriff gets a word out,
"Thanks."
Launching into the air on his broad wings, Simba terrorizing the skull faced power armor just starting evasive maneuvers. Not evasive enough though, the massive blast of sound blows through the armor and pops the eardrums of the pilot. Disoriented, deaf, with blood coming out of his ears, the pilot loses control and crashes into the cigar store, setting it on fire.
The remaining grunt, the only CS soldier not critically injured, does the only thing he's trained to do in this kind of situation: he shoots the dbee. But he misses Simba by a mile. He is moving towards the boardwalk, maybe for cover.
What are you doing?
Bennies: +1 to Simba, +1 to Bronze, +1 to Mercy, +1 Gummy, +1 Carlos