Hjalti

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@HarukiBlossom I PM'd you, but I don't know if it got through with the recent troubles the site's been having.

FxF Idea (18+. Always Looking. Looking for F!)

I haven't done much slice of life, but I'm interested.

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Vagrant

Ben watched as the girl took a blow square to the face from the bot, knocking her to the ground and hard enough that he knew from experience that her nose was probably broken. He glowered for a moment at the bot until, almost as quickly as she'd been knocked down, the girl got back up, blood covering her face and hands creating both claws and some sort of mask that covered the lower half of her face. For a moment it reminded him of those Oni masks you'd see in chinatown stalls.
Either way, two facts dawned on Vagrant; The first was that if this girl or anyone else was locked in here with him, it was for a reason. He had no idea what her powers were and he didn't much care, beyond the fact that she had them. The second realisation was that this girls powers weren't being suppressed. Looking at the walls again, he pressed against them with his right hand, quick and hard. It took a little more effort than he was used to, but when he pulled his hand back, a perfect hand print was recessed into the metal. Apparently the field only didn't extend past the cells. Good.

The girl calling out for some help snapped him back to reality. He had no idea how much of his strength was back or what kind of blows he could handle, so he'd have to take things easy. Looking at the bot, a single, impulsive and violent thought entered his mind.

Kick it.

So he did. As the bot was swinging at the girl in that methodical, robotic manner that all mech-guards seemed to use, Vagrant stalked forward, quickly closing the ten-foot distance between him, the girl and the robot and, as the robot was readying another swing, brought his right foot up, placed it on the torso of the machine and pushed.

It flew back thirty-feet, past a man in a guard uniform smoking a cigarette, until it was stopped suddenly by a metal wall, still operational but needing a moment to reassess the situation.

"A foot works just as well." Ben muttered to the girl. He voice wasn't what you'd call grizzled, more like he was tired. Tired and struggling to sound emotionally invested. It was then that the man in the guard's uniform called something out to them. "You understand what the hell he just said?" he asked the girl as he sized the man up.

"Are they using guards with powers here too? That sounds like something the uppity prick on the PDA might have mentioned."

@Marik@Doc Doctor

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@Slendy Is your CS up? I can't find your char.

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Vagrant

Looking at the PDA with what seemed to be disinterest, Ben pressed his finger against the screen, causing his cell door to open as he vaguely wondered if the PDA was wanting his prints for something. His clothes were the same tattered, homeless garb he'd been wearing when they'd thrown him in here, just a little bit cleaner. He didn't even bother to look back a the cell that had been his home for however long it had been, there was no personal effects he wanted to take or missed, just his mattress on the floor, the metal frame of his bed that he'd long since started using for exercise, a shower, sink and toilet taking up one corner and a pile of books in another.
Apparently someone wanted to bust him out and "put a team together" or something, he didn't care. Ben just wanted to get back to Regency Tower and make sure his people were doing okay. If this was what it took, then so be it. He had a feeling that when he met the voice behind the PDA, he wouldn't like them though. They sounded too confident and cocky, like the kind of asshole who'd wear an expensive suit or elaborately tailored costume. The kind of person who paid people to tell others their shit didn't stink. What did he say? "Consider this your test to prove your worth as a Rogue to me?" Of all the things Ben cared about, proving himself to some disembodied voice ranked lower than punching himself in the face.

Placing his hand against a nearby wall, Ben pushed with some force. Nothing. So whatever kept his strength locked away was still working. Leaning out and peeking around his cell door, he tried to get a guard count. He counted one before some girl with short red hair marched out of her cell and defiantly called out the robotic guard.

"Fucking kids." Ben muttered. He weighed his options; Clearly the girl was here for something, but if she her abilities weren't working either, she'd be up shit creek. He could let her act as a distraction while he made his way to the air shaft, but Ben wasn't in the habit abandoning kids.

"Shit..." He muttered, stepping out from his cell and facing the girl and the bot. "HEY!"

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@Marik

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Vagrant's probably kept in a Zero-G environment, help in place by some sort of energy field so he can't just punch a hole in the door and walk out.

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@Assallya I actually sarted to get into PnP RPG's a while ago but I've go no way to play them and no one to play them with. I've always wanted to try the D20 version of Shadowrun too.

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@MatthiasAngel@Assallya

Anyway...

Anyone played Enter the Gungeon yet or enjoy rogue-lite games? They have "rogue" in the genre name, so I figure it's slightly relevant.

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Edited away.

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Edited away.