Izurich@HylozoistDo you got Google Docs? That might help. I use that on my cell phone when I can't get around a computer.
As someone who has spent the duration of the campaign doing exactly that (using Docs, that is), I strongly recommend.
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As someone who has spent the duration of the campaign doing exactly that (using Docs, that is), I strongly recommend.
Level: 2
Day/Time: Day One; Evening
Location: Abandoned Castle - Exterior
Tag: Oswald @Holy Soldier
Mentions: Naija @DracoLunaris, Luigi @Bright_Ops, Samus @Lmpkio, Varrock @Zarkun, Hapu @ToadRopes, Slayer @Lugubrious
Word Count: 609
Fox’s ears perked up as the air audibly parted behind him. The vulpine turned sharply in alerted response to see a dark-armored unfamiliar appear from the void. ”Oswald,” he introduced himself as, declaring himself to be a conditional ally. Fox recalled the name being within the mission dossier; one of the teams were tasked with fighting him, yet here he was offering to lend his sword to their combative effort against Odin. The fact that they were sent after the wrong guy by the traitor to their cause (Brigan) is one that Fox wished he could say in earnest that he was surprised by. Seeing as the Shadow Knight wasn’t fighting Fox’s comrades, nor did he attempt to kill him just now while he had the chance, he made the reasonable assumption that the warrior spoke true. Besides, given their current situation, they could use all the help they could get, and if there was any chance of him having any insight on how to defeat the Demon Lord, they would do well to take him up on it. Fox eased up from his half-guard upon this realization, turning fully to offer his attention to the swordsman as he casually took a pot shot to his left at the valkyrie behind Samus.
“I guess you’re with us then,” Fox stated in agreement before returning his sights to Odin. “Any chance you would know how to beat him?”
The corrupted king removed his mask, which was presumably designed to intimidate, to reveal something indisputably worse - what could aptly be described as a picture of death. The face beneath the helm was easily that of a man well past his final days, brought back into being by means most unholy. So this is what the virus did to those unfortunate enough to be claimed by it. To think that there were others in The System who willingly surrendered themselves as hosts to it; all just to become more powerful at the cost of what little sanity and good they had left in them. Then there were those unwilling, which Odin could very well be for all they knew. Fox dreaded the thought as he recalled his hauntingly similar experience with the Aparoid Incursion. Whether the Demon Lord electively submitted to the virus or not, it did unfortunately little to change the fact that they would have to put him down to stop him, and appearances would suggest that said task would suddenly become that much more difficult.
Odin swelled monstrously as he inhaled the excess energy particles left over by the felled valkyries, and umbra fire shot out through the gaps in his armor as if through overworked exhaust vents. Fox let out two light coughs, burying his muzzle into his left arm as the atmosphere became disgustingly thick to the touch with the polluting essence that Odin emanated. His eyes shone the familiar yellow from earlier, telegraphing his incoming attack to Fox.
“Everyone, get to cover,” he preemptively commanded aloud to anyone who could hear him. Based on the previous display, he wasn’t certain that the attack would be particularly devastating, but it was no reason not to take reasonable action to avoid it. Where everyone else would likely be moving out of the way, Fox swiftly brought forth his reflector, activating it in the same motion as he held it suspended before him in a guarded stance. He was confident that Oswald could find cover on his own, but the anthro stood his ground in front of him anyways. Hopefully, however much of the fireball stream that came down on them would find its way faster back to Odin.
Post partially drafted. I'll have it up later at some point tomorrow. It'll probably be a little shorter than usual. I feel like my writing is faltering a bit, so apologies.
@Holy SoldierMight take me a bit to post. I haz essay.
Level: 2
Day/Time: Day One; Evening
Location: Abandoned Castle - Exterior
Tag: Naija @DracoLunaris, Luigi @Bright_Ops, Samus @Lmpkio
Mentions: Team Two @Zarkun, @ToadRopes and Slayer @Lugubrious
Word Count: 785
As expected, Odin wasn’t too happy about being the intended target for a face-full of laser fire, no matter how otherwise inconsequential it might have been for him. Though, the fact that he bothered countering it stood to suggest otherwise, and as per intentions, they now had a slightly better idea of what he was capable of. With fist drawn back, the Demon Lord peered out over the treeline and shot down directly at Fox, aiming to make an example of him. Fortunately, him and Luigi had just enough time to evade the incoming attack. Fox was fast enough on his own to dive out of the way, but he had some added help from Luigi. Even if it was unnecessary, it could never be said that Luigi didn’t mean well. And people call him a coward...
The earth rippled beneath the two as they scattered, throwing them both with more force than either had actually intended. They may have been out of the way, but they were both sure to feel it. Fox was sent into an uncontrolled tumble that put him sliding on his back, to which he popped up backwards onto the balls of his feet and came skidding to a halt. The lead valkyrie, undeservedly donning the headwear of a fallen legend, came into proximity, providing Fox with a much wanted momentary distraction from answering the green plumber’s question as he trained his sights on her. Suddenly, Naija barrels in to (literally) knock her down a level and pass the younger brother replenishment before resuming flight to flee from the three bogeys she had tailing her. As is usual of most cases, Fox was specifically called on to take care of it. Some things just never change.
Luigi seconded Naija’s command with an unusually subdued tone as the valkyrie leader got back up. Again, the order was obvious to the point of redundancy, as the anthro was already on the same mind track. However, it made all the clearer the fact that Luigi wanted to deal with her personally, which Fox understood all too well, so he thought the better of it to leave him to his devices. With an affirmative nod, Fox spun his blaster back into its holster and bolted off to assist his team leader.
On his way to intercept as Naija made another round, out of nowhere came a maimed, wingless valkyrie flying haplessly overhead in the same direction. He would need the extra boost to put himself at level with Naija and her pursuers, so this was oddly convenient. The pilot leapt to catch her by the head with an upward sault kick. In the same motion, he would leverage himself up onto the back of her neck to violently footstool off of her, gracefully propelling himself higher as he stomped her down. At the apex of his ascent, he brought both arms in at his sides and began to build up energy, and a loud flanging swell hummed as the air around him flared and ignited. After a two-second charge, Fox shot forward headfirst with furious force into the side of the trio chasing the siren.
With success, he would effectively blindside the entire group, killing the first one he made contact with. He would then attempt to capitalize on this with a reverse roundhouse kick to both of their heads; the maneuver cutting a motion trail of fire through the air. Provided this wouldn’t be enough, he would follow through on the front-most valkyrie with a flurry of roundhouse kicks to drag her down with him as he descended, and as she bounced from the impact of hitting the ground, Fox would finish the series of strikes with a reverse tornado kick to send her through a smoldering, crumbling remainder of an erect wall segment. That would just leave the third one, which was as simple as two shots to the head, so he casually whipped out his blaster as he turned in her direction to see to that. With that taken care of, Naija would be free to assist the rest of the squad however she needed to.
The vulpine had landed a couple of yards adjacent to Samus, who he noticed just after firing his last shots. He turned his head slightly in his resumed direction and passed an approving, friendly smirk her way. Though they had a few particularities and a loosely shared history in common, they weren’t so familiar as to be on a close friendship basis, but enough that he respected her and considered her an ever honored comrade. After the brief, implicit salutation, Fox quickly made off back into the fray to rejoin the others in their efforts.
@Holy SoldierSorry if I'm missing something, but if there are 12 enemy valks presents, with 1 specifically challenging Luigi, wouldn't that make 11 left to divide amongst the rest of the team? I'm not here to debate the matter, but I do think it's worth mentioning.
How I loosely imagined the last scene: 45:09-45:28
Level: 2
Day/Time: Day One; Evening
Location: En route to the Abandoned Castle (Arriving)
Tag: Naija @DracoLunaris, Luigi @Bright_Ops
Mentions: Team Two @Zarkun, @Lmpkio, @ToadRopes and Slayer @Lugubrious
Word Count: 724
The feral flock of demonic raven-like were quick to retreat to their master for safety after three of their sisters fell. Fox was banking on them futilely overextending their reach, but they instead came to terms with their immediate limitations and fell back, which was the smartest thing they could have done. Though, whether their actions were determined by some remaining vestige tactic or just a matter of mere instinct was anyone’s guess, but it made little difference in this case. Clown car-ing behind Odin as they did would slow them to his pace, but it also kept them out of Fox’s sight. He wasn’t going to be able to whittle away at them as they had hoped; a fact Naija was sure to remind him of as she commanded that he redirect his fire to Odin himself. He had no illusions about doing any real harm to him, but he couldn’t argue with her thinking. If there’s anything they should know regarding potential defense mechanisms he might have, they would do well to figure that out ahead of time. The vulpine was mildly skeptical of yielding anything conclusive at this rate, but he wagered that it was better than doing nothing.
Naija was making good on putting fast distance between them and the Demon Lord, so Fox would be putting his marksmanship to the test. The Demon King’s image shrank exponentially as the seconds passed, and it was already difficult finding anything on him that wasn’t armored, save for his disproportionately sized wings and a pair of glowing yellow eyes leering at (or through) them through the small slit in his helmet. Starting with the latter, these would be his targets. Even the powerful and seemingly impenetrable still had to see and function - his experiences with Andross told him as much - but his marks would be harder to hit this time. He steadied his aim and took three seconds to himself to concentrate, breathing deeply before letting loose four five-round bursts meant for Odin’s eyes and the joints of his wings - in that order. The entire stream of laser fire would clear muzzle in no more than two seconds.
Chances were that the King would be largely unfazed, if Naija’s theory (or a simple guess) was anything to go by, but Fox took a gamble on the off chance that he could potentially affect him in any way. Assuming he did, this would naturally come with aggravating the monstrous berserker, which seemed to be a pattern with every action he’s taken throughout the battle. If there were any effects to be noticed, he would have scarce little time to pick up on them as they left the boss and his unit behind. It wouldn’t be long before he touched down after them, however, so they hadn’t time to waste assembling the others once they arrived.
The encroaching sight of the immolated keep where the other teams were assigned made clear the fact that they couldn’t have been doing much better on their ends. The sirenic aqualass took this opportunity to loudly, preemptively broadcast warning to anyone within earshot. Her announcement was a tad bit melodramatic for his liking, but she got the point across much quicker than he could have. Her voice carried farther than his, after all. As the two closed in, Fox would spring off the log, diving forward over Naija, tumbling into a reverse sault, and landing on both feet in a lowered position facing opposite to where he was before. He slid backwards to a stop between the group as he made his two-point landing. He then motioned to offer Luigi a helping hand up before restating the matter.
“You heard her. Odin’s on his way… with help. Be ready!”
There was a restrained tone of urgency in his voice; no signs of panic or fear, but enough to appropriately stress the serious nature of the impending threat. Under any other circumstances, he would have requested a status report, but he didn’t have time to hear them out. As dire as things looked, Fox felt slightly more confident that they would all be able to pull through together, but they would all but certainly have their work cut out for them. He redrew his blaster, holding it to with both hands, and stood poised for what was to come.
@LugubriousI'd like to start by saying that I'm personally flattered by the invite, and I think your game should prove to be particularly interesting. You've clearly put a lot of thought into it. That said, I doubt I would be able to participate, as I'm already pretty well preoccupied with this campaign as well as real life goings-on. Despite that, I still plan to subscribe to the actual game and follow it just to see where it goes. In which case, I may be able to provide more concise, constructive feedback once it's actually in practice. Either way, I wish you luck with it, and I look forward to seeing how it plays out.
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