Kadaeux

Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn

Raen Elvarasi said Not if you are an animal lover.

I'm fairly sure that's illegal in most civilised nations.

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Technology Marches On: All pilots are now equipped with a pair of nanotech gloves which have wireless technology. State of the art, these gloves allow them to attempt to hijack the controls of an opposing mech at short range, and grant them access to a small, mechanized companion. This can be anything from a small aerial gun drone to a robotic puppy. Their "companion" has two ability slots and so long as there is no interference in the gloves, will obey every command given to them.

The gloves are also quite hardy and thick to protect the nanotechnology, however, they aren't indestructible. Given that you will typically be wearing these gloves however, if they are damaged, it should be noted that the amount of force or heat to damage them will likely completely wreck the user's hand. So it's only a small concern, so long as the technology isn't hit with an electromagnetic pulse or other similar device-ruining weapon.

Bruceys planned Upgrades.
Ignis Dei
1x: Shoulder Slot; Right Shoulder;
1x: Minigun (Mounted to Right Shoulder, head-tracking.)
1x: Extra Arm Slot; Left Arm;
1x: Chainfist (Mounted to Left Arm)

"Companion"
Aliquam Ignis Dei

(Type: Tracked Drone)
Standard Scanning Package
Drone Narrow Beam Laser

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Bruceys Bitchin BBQ




Brucey was found in a large area behind a vast brick BBQ with heavy grill plates and stuffing coal beneath it's steel. Hauling over prepared meats in a hand-cart he began spraying a concoction under the grill that made passer-bys noses wrinkle heavily before Brucey theatrically struck a match off of the behind of a passing woman who expressed interested in what he was doing for to long and tossed it at the grille from a safe distance.

FWOOOMP!

The flames roared into the sky for all of a handful of seconds before dying out and Brucey approached more closely pulling out the largest set of tongs anyone had ever seen not on an industrial loader and began to heap meat onto the grille plates. A sign lit up as Brucey kicked the power point switch flashing neon. "Brucey's Bitchin' BBQ" it seemed that Brucey had an improvised off-duty job as well. Once the meat began to sizzle and the Australian nodded to himself in appreciation as the stereo hooked up to the same power point began blaring out AC/DC loudly he prepared the larger firepit and it's spit hauling a large boar spiked on a six foor spear of steel and put it over the supports tossing a few bits of currency at a young boy and instructing him in the proper rotation speed for a proper spit-roasted boar and if he screwed it up tomorrow night they might have roast little boy instead.

The boy nodded enthusiastically and only a tiny bit fearfully, he was sure the Australian was joking.... wasn't he?

Soon a crowd began to gather including a few of his team-mates and it was a quickly successful roaring party as Brucey cracked open a tinny and downed the golden nectar of the gods as he chatted up a pair of ladies who were eyeing his meat with clear and present interest, It turned out to be doubly successful when Brucey seemed receptive to requests for medium rare, unlike some Australians who only tolerated BBQ orders of "Light-Char, Medium-Char and 'nuke the fucker'".

It was in veritable high swing and Brucey was in a mighty cheerful mood and Jacko stuck close to the Aussie on the little chain and leash he was used to, his appearance getting curious looks from men and "Daaawwws" of cute from the ladies. All in all Brucey was pleased and his tribute to the fire gods was high. Especially given his promotion after the mission and the chance to upgrade the Ignis Dei. The old girl deserved it.

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Raen Elvarasi said
Woo. I get some bunny-hating backup. :P

It's a medieval themed RP Raen.

Rabbits and Hares come under a different name.

"Rations."

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Murd and Gryff to the Imperium then.

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Raen Elvarasi said
*The Black Rabbit vanishes into a smokey shadow, the dart finding its way through the glass, and embedding itself in Brovo's arse. The Black Rabbit reappears a few feet behind Kadaeux, and leaps up, latching onto his neck, it's devilishly sharp incisors going to work, cutting through flesh and bone as if it were a carrot...A big, juicy carrot.*

*Grabs it*

Oh how gauche.

*Deploys the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch*

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Raen Elvarasi said
*A wide-eyed black Rabbit appears at Brovo's window, claws embedded deeply into the glass, it's piercing Violet-blue eyes staring unwaveringly at Brovo. As it did, a though would enter his mind; . The thought would float through his mind, everything else seeming to melt away. As quick as it came, the Rabbit was gone, two sets of deep claw marks marking where it had been.*

*A not wide-eyed Kadaeux scopes in with a rifle and puts a 2mm dart into the rabbits head and feeds its carcass into the Shark Tank.*

Well that saved me a little effort.

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GourmetItalia said
Well ... I *do* know how to barbeque so ... in case you accidentally blow up our stove, I've got a back up piece :D

Brucey and I are Australian. We know how to BBQ like nobodies business. :p

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GourmetItalia said
I'm still here; didn't see Brovo's message until now. Count me in for another round!

Kadaeux, if you fry the meat, I'll bring the beer; enough said ...

The irony of a person with the username "GourmetItalia" offering to bring the beer if I cook the meat fails to escape me :p

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Brovo said
Quick question: Who all is still here, and who all is still interested in keeping this going?

*Bruce activates the BBQ with copious amounts of lighter fluid.*