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Mars grinds her teeth when @Tex Arcana says "peace."

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Given that the dust does no harm, Mars stays her hand. " @Tex Arcana! @William Rufus! Can one of you tell me what this is?!"

She levels her equalizer at the creatures and channels a bit of her power, just in case.

Psionics 4 for Smite on her Weapons

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Mars slows her charge and holds her blade at the ready.

Mars on hold

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"Tex!" Mars roars as she charges into battle!

Initiative or Violence?

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Mars says, "Someone explain to me why diamonds could possibly be worth more to us than ammo, if you please."

She says "please," but it's easy to tell she doesn't mean it.

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Mars smiles beneath her helmet. ”Ah, so the pointy rocks have a use after all; they bring us battle!” She draws her equalizer with one hand and holds the other out to her side. A wicked looking knife made of red light forms in her hand, its glow playing patterns against the floating ash. Psionics 1d...

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Mars looks at the diamond and scrunches up her nose. "What use is a pointy rock to us?"

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Mars takes up the role as navigator, directing the party's course in the wilderness. A fitting role for a god. Survival 1d8!, Wild 1d6! +2 for Woodsman, +1 for Compass, -4 for horror factor = 8 She points the company unerringly in the correct direction, skillfully navigating the company around what ...

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William steps up, "I do." As he reaches for the coin he had from the other world, "Heads for land, and Tails for the River." Heads 1 Tails 2 1d2 "The Ashen Sea, then." Mars picks up some extra materials for cleaning and caring for her weapons and a perhaps a spare oxyg...

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"Which route has the best access to food?" Icosa wants to know. "I realize we'll be bringing our own as well, but I'm a little concerned about traveling through such desolate areas with only the food we can carry to depend on." "Icosa's thoughts on provisions are good. Whic...

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Mars chimes in, "Perhaps it is the memory of our setting out weighing on my mind, but I say we stay to land. I prefer to meet our foes with both feet under me."

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Mars gives @Fernando Acosta a nod. "Welcome, warrior, to our company. I hope you are not faint of heart, for we have, as the kids say, seen some shit."

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Mars growls at the faeries. "What is ours is ours. I paid my toll in the blood of your foes and the return of your valley." Considering the matter closed, Mars turns her back on the faeries and continues onward. It is only much later that she notices the mining drill she picked up at the p...

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Despite her blindness, Occult 1d4!, Wild 1d6! Try Again with Occult 1d4!, Wild 1d6! -6 = 4 . Something deep in the recesses of her mind, something from long ago, hums. "I know what this is! There will be red threads in the magic's weave. Focus on those!" she calls to the group's spellcaste...

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Mars takes a calm inhale, breathing in the scent of the attack, before exploding into motion. She charges the black fairies, vibrosword in one hand, Equalizer pistol in the other, and a wide grin on her face. Finally! Rolled in discord: 9 on Psionics to cast smite. No MAP from split the seconds, and...

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Mars looks hungrily at the black fairies Tex summons; she hasn't fed yet today. I wonder what their essence tastes like, she wonders. She heads out to hunt some of her own, Rolled on discord. Spent a Benny to get a 5 on survival, and her racial +2 bonus to tracking offsets the -2 from the scene in s...

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"Well, if these 'large, black, ugly faeries' are a problem, I guess we can deal with them for you... but just so that Ajax is no longer in debt to you. How big are they... if they think you guys are worth eating, they should be of a good size for me to eat them right back!!!" ”Timothy mak...

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"Ah," says Mars, "it is the oldest bargain, then. You would have us kill for you. Once we kill your foes, how will you assure us safe passage? It seems you are unable to defend your own territory. Perhaps there are further aspects to this deal that can be negotiated. In exchange for ...

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Mars laughs. ”The Old World has its own rules, companions. The time for caution was before partaking. Now is the time to hear the cost.”

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Mars smiles broadly. Finally, some sentients who recognize deity when they see it!

She raises her hands high above her head and calls out, "What lies beneath is a temple of war, a monument to survival and conquest!"

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Once in the armory Niki eyes Mars. Then tosses her another magazine for the pistol she has picked. ”Can never have too much ammo. Here. Take another.” Mars raises an eyebrow, but nods appreciatively. " Truth. Tell me, what exactly is your role as a peace keeper? Is that a sort of... ah, what i...

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”I am Peacekeeper Nicole Sawyer. Please feel free to call me Niki. I admit I’m excited to join you as you head out west. I’ll help as I can. If we make it all the way to the Golden Gate Bridge maybe I can visit an old boy friend if he’s still alive…. Um, joking. I grasp that hundreds of years have ...

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Mars chimes in, "They're primitives who worship the facility. But they're powerful psychics and phased us in here." Mars drops into a chair, removes a boot, and begins changing her socks. "Us? We're a bunch of mercs hired by a polis to explore. Your fortification here is in the midst ...

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"We have a rocket launcher. Would that help?"

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Fighting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! -2 for scene Lace is subsumed and Mars emerges, sliding her vibrosword out of its sheath, drawing her firebolt pistol, and rushing the mechanical foes. She slides gracefully from foe to foe, dancing between them and flicking the blade out in motions almost too quick to tra...

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Lace strokes @Tiny Tim's wing absently. "I expect it will be the dangerous sort; one you are well suited to."

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Spirit 1d8!, Wild 1d6! Lace is unafraid of the dark. She was born and raised in the dark; it has been her constant companion since childhood, and she cannot feel anything except comfort when surrounded by it. "We are here, Ajax . Fear not, friend; this place is not ready for us , not the other...

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Lace grins at @Ajax. "All yours, big guy," she says as she hands over the launcher and the hip pack of mini missiles. "These ones are loaded out with plasma, and we've got five shots left, including the one already in the tube. Only point it towards things you don't like."

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Lace adjusts her armor and straps on her harness. On the harness go every sort of weapon she can possibly fit, including her Wilks pistol, her firebolt pistol, her Equalizer, her store of grenades, and a vibro-knife. She straps her vibro-sword over her shoulder and slings her rifle. Hefting the rock...

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"War," said Icosa. Parsing the alien's words strains fuzzy logic to its limits, but she thinks she understands. "Defcon five means war. The kind of war that burns the world." Lace's head snaps around to face Icosa. "War? This place is equipped to wage such a war, do you thi...

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”So there’s stuff down there. I think we knew that already, right? That’s what @Icosa told us. I’m officially intrigued.”

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At the sound of @Tiny Tim's voice, Mars drags herself up from the dirt. "It's me, Tim. It's Lace. We're fine, and we're gonna be fine. Let's follow where the walkers are pointing us to go. They know this area, and I don't know if the sky is any refuge from these spirits."

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Spirit 1d8!, Wild 1d6! +2 from Arcane Resistance = 11 Fighting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! Mars hears crying, and it is a happy sound. A nurse is at her side “massaging” her abdomen to stop the bleeding; it feels more like going a round in the gladiatorial circle, but she trusts Hannah. They’ve come to know e...

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"Am I allowed to eat these things before they eat me? I KNOW I am not supposed to be going around just eating things... but since they look like they are wanting to eat me, does that make it allowed?" Mars grins. "Yes, my friend. You may absolutely eat these creatures. Just be sure t...

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Mars sees the ghostly apparitions and is . "Interesting," she remarks as she prepares her weapons. "These creatures can see us, @Tiny Tim. Gird yourself, for battle is nigh!"

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”He’s got the right idea,” Mars comments. ” Tiny Tim , shall we go round the other way and meet our comrade Erebus Caine in the middle?” With that, she focuses a moment, investing her shadow cloak with a fragment of her will, and any nearby shadows stretch towards her. She is counting on there bein...

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When we get close we should send out Tiny Tim and Mars, or Lacey, anyway whomever is currently in charge of her head, to scout from the air. " Mars/Lace looks to Tex and says, in an entirely monotone voice, "I'm always in charge of my head." With no further explanation, she heads ove...

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Mars nods as Tiny Tim and Ajax speak. ”That would work, too. So long as we do not fail in our appointed task. The army is depending on us to scout a way through. Perhaps I can help distract the creatures to ease your passage? Now that we know they’re there, it would be a simple matter to plan for th...

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Mars looks up at the group's magic users. "Hekate once used her magic to drain the life force out of her foes. Is there not something similar you can do with these stone creatures? Our mission is to find a safe way through, and we have not done that. All we have done is find another unsafe path...

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Mars drops back into the Mammoth and strides over to the rail gun. "It's no proper ballista, but it will do!" she declares to no one in particular as she plops down in the gunner's seat. She swings the massive gun around and lets loose a hail of supercharged automatic fire at the giant ele...

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Yawning, Mars pops the hatch on the mammoth and levels her rocket launcher at the nearest elemental. "I was having a good dream for once, dammit," she complains and squeezes the trigger. Shooting 1d10, Wild 1d6 +1 for MOH, -2 for one eye, offset by Crazy ignoring 2 points of Range penaltie...

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Notice Crit Fail, No Card for Mars

Mars is asleep when the commotion begins, and it takes her longer than she’d be proud to admit to rouse herself. ”Mmm? Whassat?”

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Lace finds a pair of boots while gearing up for the team’s departure. They are simple looking, but somehow sleek (if a boot can be called sleek) with little stylized wings on the ankles that remind her of stories she’s read before… ”How much for those?” she asks the vendor. While out, she also reple...

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Dawn saw Lace take off towards the Mammoth, and kept pace as best as she could. She pulled up alongside the MOM enhancile, and coughed. "Heya. Things got pretty rough back there. Anythin' you wanna talk 'bout?" Lace looks up, surprised someone is talking to her. Her pupils are oddly dilat...

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Lace's eyes burn red when @Tex Arcana mentions the name "Mars" and her face hardens. The wheezing laughs subside and she raises her nose up in the air, takes a long sniff as if catching an animal's scent, and turns on her heel back towards the Mammoth without another word.

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In between airy, voiceless laughs, Lace manages to wheeze out, "What's .... the point? They're long gone by now, right? Oh man, this is the day, you guys! What a damned day!"

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Lace, now dehydrated enough that she has stopped crying, drops to a bench and begins laughing silently.

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”So, back to town it is, then?” The tears have not stopped.

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Lace has tears actively streaming down her face, but she stands straight and shows no sign at all that she notices that she is openly weeping. "We're going back to town, then? Not after the skycycle pilot?" As she continues to cry, her body heaves a shudders a little, but none of it touche...

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Smarts 1d8!, Wild 1d6! -2, per Berserk, and +1, per Sublime Chaos Edge. Total of a 3. and begins jerking around erratically as if trying to look in all directions at once. It will take her 1d6 before she's fully functional again, and in the meanwhile, she is a paranoid mess. Lace begins calling out...

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Seeing the sniper attempt to flee, Mars drops her sword and unslings her rifle. She sends two laser blasts at the merc, Shooting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! +2 for Joker, +1 for MOH, -4 for called shot to the head, MAP offset by split the seconds, +1 for Heavy Pulse, MD Shooting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! +2 for Joker, ...

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Athletics to interrupt: Athletics 1d8!, Wild 1d6! + 2 from Joker = 8 Let's use that Joker benny to re-roll, just in case: Athletics 1d8!, Wild 1d6! Okay, not using that total. The number to beat is 8. Sniper makes an opposed Athletics roll (rather than Agility) because it's not a test; winner goes ...

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"Hey! I'm fighting, here!" Mars calls to Tiny Tim . She twirls the sword in her hand and exhales. With a power that belies her small size, she charges the massive robot, kicks off its foot, and leaps into the air, trying to lodge her blade in the "knee" joint and throw it off ba...

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Mars takes a swing at the mobile gun when it steps away, but her sword clangs off.

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She Evades and Spends a Benny to Immediately Unshake

Mars dances and dodges out of the way of incoming fire and grenades alike. The music of the battle fills her ears and she grins wide beneath her helmet.

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Lace feels herself shoved to the back as Mars surges forward, She's losing it. . With Psionics to activate smite with the AP +6 (costing 3 additional ISP) modifier: Psionics 1d10!, Wild 1d6! -2 for MAP Reroll: Psionics reroll 1d10!, Wild 1d6! = 4 after -2 from MAP, so a success! Her longsword gets +...

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Lace exhales slowly, notwithstanding the rampaging dragon beneath her, and rolls her neck a bit. Back to the passenger seat, she thinks, as she feels a god stirring in the back of her mind.

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"The Davison location is closer than the ruins. I suggest we hit it first, see if we can find additional evidence there, then proceed to the ruins. Between those sites, we should be able to clear our names and stop further attacks from taking place. At least until others that the Coalition sen...

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Lace nods along with Tiny Tim and Ajax . "Aye. We've got to go look into those mercs. They knew way too much about us for my liking. Do we split up?" To Erebus Caine she says, "Can I have one of those extra rifles? I traded my good one, and all I've got at the moment is this shoddy kn...

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Lace’s breath comes in ragged gasps, and she is tired . She hears drums in her head, the buzzing of hundreds of bowstrings, and the rolling thunder of cavalry charges. Battle after ancient battle plays out in her mind She will be getting it together for 1d6 hours, having failed her smarts roll to co...

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Mars recognizes that her foes are retreating into the crowd and some part of her mind understands that she has lost control of the situation. That little voice tries to break through the ever shifting walls of psychosis around Mars' mind and take control. Smarts at -2 to end Berserk: 1d8!, 1d6! = 2 ...

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Several things happen at once. First, somewhere in the back of the mind they share, Lace yells "No!" but Mars ignores her. Second, Mars lets out an inhuman roar and begins moving at superhuman speed. Anyone watching who knows what to look for knows they are seeing a Note that Split the Sec...

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Spitting blood from her mouth as she gets up, Mars complains, ”Does no one listen in this gods damned age? I said STOP!” With that, she levels her newly acquired BB-6 revolver at the nearest merc with violent intent. Venatus Vinco Do you want to draw cards? Because Mars is going to shoot that guy.

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Athletics 1d8!, Wild 1d6! Mars reaches for the arm of the mercenary, "Hey! Don't you turn away from me!" She doesn't notice, however, the oddly placed stone on the ground. Much like Hector of Troy, she steps on the stone poorly, twists her ankle, and faceplants. She hears the loud *crunch...

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Wealth die: 1d10! Wild 1d6! + 3 for Fireburst Rifle rarity Purchases: BB-6 revolver: 6,500 Big Bore ammo: 10,000 for 100 shells Plasma Mini Missile: 1,000 AP Mini Missiles x6: 6,000 Black Market Laser Pulse Rifle: 22,000 - (22,000 * ( 1d20+10 /100)) = 17,160 Multi-Optics Scope: 6,000 6 rifle e-clip...

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Mars says to Tiny Tim , "Now, one thing to learn is that it is important to keep an eye out for when people are tailing you or showing more interest in your comings and goings than others in the same environment. Here, for example, we would expect the merchants to be eager to talk to us and to ...

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Mars keeps her eye open in the marketplace.

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Mars smiles at the young dragon. ”I think you will find that variety is the spice of life, my friend. And what’s true in life is often true in battle: it pays to have many means of bringing down your enemies. Best you learn to use them all, including explosives.”

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Mars considers Tex Arcana ’s position carefully and gives the barest of nods. ”Is this metal so valuable? Does it make for good weapons?” If Tiny Tim comes along, Mars will see to his equipment first (a good commander always prioritizes her men, after all) and will go looking for something exotic. S...

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Lace has been quiet the last few days, but Mars had plenty to say. After his speech, Mars pulls Tex Arcana aside. Without preamble, she says, "Explain yourself. Why would we keep vital information from our employer? I understand that the field commander must have discretion, so I assume there i...

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1d4
Trek: A hardship the party overcame on their trip: the tragic death of a favored Extra, spoiled or lost supplies, a mechanical breakdown, abysmal weather, and so on.

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Lace flares her nostrils. Every bit of programming she had received since she was a little girl said to just gut this lab rat and his comrades and be done with it. They could get the data off of the RSCG scientists' bodies. But Erebus Caine , flawed as his reasoning might be, comes to the correct co...

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Seeing Tex Arcana 's attempt to gently coax the information out of the scientist, Lace reaches out and grabs him, slamming him bodily against the hull of the mountaineer and summoning her psi-blade in the form of a glowing red knife. Drawing it slowly across his cheek, she says, "Please don't m...

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Seeing her compatriots fall back, Lace, too, turns to retreat. As she does, she sees Erebus Caine falter a bit (ooc: a 1 on his run die) and, barely slowing, hoists the big man up and carries him. "No time for pride, warrior. You're not built for this," she says. Running Pace: 12+1d6

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Shooting: 1d10!, Wild 1d6! Shooting 2: 1d10!, Wild 1d6! -2 scene, +4 size, +2 total, map canceled by split the seconds Damage 1: 8d6! Damage 1 reroll: 8d6! +2 no mercy Ignore this one: Damage\u00201\u0020reroll\u003A\u00208d6\u0021\u0020\u002D Damage 2: 7d6! and takes 3d6 fire damage each round unt...

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Lace feels Mars rising up in her, but shakes it off. No. I don't need you yet. I got this, she thinks, leveling the big rifle at the much, much bigger creature. Shooting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! , Shooting second shot 1d10!, Wild 1d6! -2 for scene, +4 for size, MAP canceled out by "Split the Seconds&qu...

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Fear (Nausea) Spirit: 1d6!! Wild: 1d6!! Result: 1 - Critical Failure. Tiny Tim is Shaken and Fatigued. Fear Table Roll: 1d20 Vulnerable: The target is Vulnerable until the end of his next turn. Spirit (-1 due Fatigue) Spirit: 1d6!!-1!! -2 Wild: 1d6!!-1!! Result: 4 - Success. No Longer Shaken. Still...

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"I am glad Tex put the two of us into the same group, Lace. You are seeming quieter than normal... are you feeling fine? Is Mars coming to join us soon? I am looking forward to seeing how my new sword works against these things. I think we should approach If it is dark enough for the use of hi...

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Lace is curious about the incursion, but not suicidally so. She is about to speak up against going to investigate. But. There, in the back of her mind, another voice screams. This is my world. My domain. Nothing that conquers can conquer me. Can conquer us. That was the deal. After several minutes o...

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Lace scratches an itch above her bad eye and says, ”So? Is this the sort of thing we do? I am not afraid of a fight, and yet I don’t see the value in this. Maybe the Coalition team found something, but maybe not. They’ve been wrong plenty.”

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Lace shades herself as if just waking up from a long sleep. Seeing what is going on, she waves her hand and a small glowing knife of pure energy appears in her hand. ”Someone just tell me where to cut.”

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Lace breathes slowly, head between her knees. Coming out of it is almost like coming out of a hangover, except it happens faster (usually). She has blood on her face. Is that hers? Has to be, right? They had been fighting things that don't bleed. She leans back, looking up at the big shaggy newcomer...

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Spirit 1d8!, Wild 1d6! Lives flash before Mars and Lace. Her father, teaching her to sew. Her mother, teaching her to use a knife. Herself, leading marching legions in bloody combat. Scene after scene, moment after moment, and her mind is overwhelmed. Everything goes blank. Just blank, and she is n...

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As the beasts begin to pour through, Mars drops any pretense of civility and spins into a battle lust. Her two pistols, one spouting magical fire the other a steady stream of lasers, cut through the darkness of the shadow beasts. Shooting 1d10!, Wild 1d6! -4, offset 2 from Gun Nut Time for a Benny R...

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Mars hops on the radio, "@Erebus Caine, you are needed back here. The magicians are going to attempt to close this portal, and it seems we may come into conflict with more of those shadow beasts when they do."

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Mars looks around, seeming confused. ”So, what are we waiting for, then? We turn this off, yes?”

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Mars watches @Erebus Caine go and briefly considers following. Ultimately, the danger is here, and so she stays.

"Do not die, Caine," she calls after him.

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Mars is, for once, more concerned with the body than the goods around it. "This one died fighting, likely fighting the beasts we vanquished in the first few rooms..." Her eyes snap up to the portal and she brings her pistols around, pointing them at the swirling mass. "Close it or des...

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Mars begins to make another reply, and then the dead body on the ground catches her eye. "Bide. Who is this?"

She leans in for a closer look.

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@Icosa ”Those are... a lot of fancy words, Icosa. A rift, then? Doesn’t look like a normal rift to me. No one else wants to see what’s on the other side?” This last sentence is directed towards the entire group.

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Mars’ eyes are transfixed on the swirling portal, all thoughts of the contained shadow beats forgotten, and she feels almost pulled towards it. To no one in particular she asks ”What. Is. That?” as she unconsciously walks towards it, stretching her hand out towards the darkness.

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Tiny Tim wrote: ↑Sat Aug 29, 2020 6:34 pm "You have given ME an explosive!!! I get to blow something up?!? You are my new bestest friend, Mars!!!"

Mars grins at the dragon. "I wish I had known more dragons in my past incarnations. Perhaps things would've turned out differently for the Republic."

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Occult: 1d4!! Wild: 1d6!! Result: 7 - Success. "If we destroy them... do you think they will BLOW UP?!? You KNOW how I LOVE explosions!!! Oh... shadow elements. They are not likely to actually explode... what else can we do here... there is the last door for us to check out... maybe we can see...

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Tex replies back to Erebus Caine , "It's a crap shoot, the cubes could be fragile and break easily. Or cracking them could allow that shadow dimension to spill uncontrolled into our own. As it stands, it appears to constrain whatever is within effectively." "Contain..." Mars mut...

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After looking at the artifact William speaks up, "I don't like this at all Dimension of Shadows I think and there are six? how many shadows did we fight? I wonder if they are the generators for the monsters?" ”I like this not at all. Can whatever is in there not simply be killed? Or burne...

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Mars narrows her eyes at the newcomer, but does little more than that. Perhaps he will make a good soldier.

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Mars reaches down for the firebolt pistol, inspects it, and smiles, probably a little unsettlingly. Goes perfectly with my rifle. Now I’ve got the complete set. She holsters the CP-30 pistol she just took off the coalition soldier minutes ago, then thinks better of it, removes the pistol and holster...

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Tex Arcana wrote: ↑Mon Aug 10, 2020 1:44 pm
"Once we've searched the bunker, it would probably be best to put the souls of these at folks at rest and set up a pyre to burn the bodies so they can't be misused any further."

Mars nods. ”A pyre would be right. Lay the soldiers to rest.”

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Mars helps @Ajax cut down the bodies. ”Disgraceful,” she says.

As they near the larger door, she stands near the centaur juicer and grins into the unknown, her blood up and ready for a fight.

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Mars grabs one of the cloaks and smiles at it. ”What a useful contraption. You know, I always wanted one of these when Lace was part of the clan. Or, Lace did.”

She scrunches up her face a bit as if in thought, then she stashes the cloak in her duster inside pocket and re-preps he pistols.

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