Hey guys, I am back in action, sorta. Moved to a new place and didn't have internet for a while. I haven't gotten a chance to look through everything, but pre-emptively, I don't mind/wouldn't have minded if you puppeted me along. I basically expected it. Also apologies if I didn't let this thread know that I was popping offline, I thought I got all my bases covered, but it was a bit of a hectic time :V
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Old and beaten hat, don't take anything I say to heart because it only rarely comes from my own. Been waving around this RP stick for 12+ years, and if there's one thing I've learned it's that keeping things interesting is top dog. I'll take a character who is interesting and challenging for both me and the plot over the same group of misfit archetypes any day of the week. Plots follow the same rules. Unless it breaks the mold somehow, I'm just not that into it.
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Yo, I am back in action (kinda.) Still getting stuff sorted, but internet is running to my place, so that's a good start hey? I'll be looking over stuff tonight or tomorrow. No ETA for a post or anything yet though. Don't wanna give out a time I can't keep to before I read through everything.
Somehow, their party picked up a new member. Evie was happy. The more the merrier, as she had said before, and it wasn't like she was even expecting to travel as a group before she got here. Everything seemed to be looking up, and with that, the world of Sengun opened up to her. The group was about to enter the forest, and with that, it was time to find a new pokemon to catch. Lots of critters wandering around here, birds, small mammals, things like that. She saw a lot of pokemon she recognized in the grass, as well as a small bird that she didn't recognize at all... So that's a Sengun pokemon, huh? Her pokedex revealed that its name was 'Kestra.' It was what she wanted, for sure, but birds were problematic for her. As it stood now, she stood a chance of taking one out, but she didn't want to risk trying to catch one. Trying to catch it meant conceivably leaving her bug-type Venipede in against flying attacks for an unknown amount of time, and she just didn't want to risk it. Not without a backup plan, anyway. She shook her fist at the small bird nearby, who just sort of seemed confused. Next time...
She needed to have a fallback plan. If it wasn't going to be something new it had to be something totally radical. Something like a cool black dog or something. One that looked super pissed and like it wanted to bite somebody. Yeah... something like that. Something like the Poochyena eyeing her up right about now...
The script was writing itself, here.
Of course she had to catch it. Poochyena looked like it was gonna either battle her pokemon or else it'd battle her face, so this was only gonna end one way. "Get out here, Venipede, we've got a battle on our hands!" As it flew out of her pokeball, Venipede looked ready to fight, as if it had been antsy the whole time. "Vennn..." it muttered under its breath. Heck yeah, we're set to go.
It would have been nice to have a super flashy battle or something, but at such a low level, there were an awful lot of tackles and poison stings flying around and not much else. Only so many times you can shout "Venipede, use poison sting!" with flair. Evie slowly had become aware that she probably looked like an idiot. Again. But it didn't matter. A few pokeballs down the hole and she was one teammate richer.
Venipede made out with minimal bumps and bruises, and her newest canine comrade had been poisoned and couldn't even summon the energy to to be mad anymore. Evie herself was tired and just a little bored thanks to her notoriously short attention span. But she was happy to have filled out her roster even just this small amount more. Tossing the newly-filled pokeball out, her new Poochyena slumped lethargically out of it and onto the ground.
"Pathetic showing, man, come on, where's your energy?" Evie rustled through her back searching for something before finding what she was looking for. "Here, good for you I brought these with. You'd be surprised how often they get left behind. Don't want you wasting away in that ball, right?" Poochyena whimpered lazily in response. After she administered the antidote to heal its poison, the little dog seemed to want nothing more than to just sleep. Maybe it's a low health thing. Gotta admit I know how that feels.
Still, she was curious about her new battle partner. Sure they looked cool, but what could they actually do? Her pokedex held the answer. She began mumbling to herself, to solidify the information in her brain.
"Female Poochyena... dark type... coulda told you that. Knows Tackle and Howl... kinda useful I guess... Quick Feet... so it was actually faster when it was poisoned? Guess I didn't notice... Yeah, alright. Rock on, little dude... er, little chick? Everybody's got nicknames for their Pokemon, and it looks like I missed that boat, so I guess I'll figure out what to call you. Gotta be something cool... something with feeling..." What would she call her Pokemon...? "Is Fang too generic? Too last year? I need a name that's super cool. Rad as heck. Totally rad. The raddest." The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. "Yeah... 'Rad' is about as good as anything. Not the most ladylike but hey. Nobody's gonna care when you're trying to bite their face off, right?"
She needed to have a fallback plan. If it wasn't going to be something new it had to be something totally radical. Something like a cool black dog or something. One that looked super pissed and like it wanted to bite somebody. Yeah... something like that. Something like the Poochyena eyeing her up right about now...
The script was writing itself, here.
Of course she had to catch it. Poochyena looked like it was gonna either battle her pokemon or else it'd battle her face, so this was only gonna end one way. "Get out here, Venipede, we've got a battle on our hands!" As it flew out of her pokeball, Venipede looked ready to fight, as if it had been antsy the whole time. "Vennn..." it muttered under its breath. Heck yeah, we're set to go.
It would have been nice to have a super flashy battle or something, but at such a low level, there were an awful lot of tackles and poison stings flying around and not much else. Only so many times you can shout "Venipede, use poison sting!" with flair. Evie slowly had become aware that she probably looked like an idiot. Again. But it didn't matter. A few pokeballs down the hole and she was one teammate richer.
Venipede made out with minimal bumps and bruises, and her newest canine comrade had been poisoned and couldn't even summon the energy to to be mad anymore. Evie herself was tired and just a little bored thanks to her notoriously short attention span. But she was happy to have filled out her roster even just this small amount more. Tossing the newly-filled pokeball out, her new Poochyena slumped lethargically out of it and onto the ground.
"Pathetic showing, man, come on, where's your energy?" Evie rustled through her back searching for something before finding what she was looking for. "Here, good for you I brought these with. You'd be surprised how often they get left behind. Don't want you wasting away in that ball, right?" Poochyena whimpered lazily in response. After she administered the antidote to heal its poison, the little dog seemed to want nothing more than to just sleep. Maybe it's a low health thing. Gotta admit I know how that feels.
Still, she was curious about her new battle partner. Sure they looked cool, but what could they actually do? Her pokedex held the answer. She began mumbling to herself, to solidify the information in her brain.
"Female Poochyena... dark type... coulda told you that. Knows Tackle and Howl... kinda useful I guess... Quick Feet... so it was actually faster when it was poisoned? Guess I didn't notice... Yeah, alright. Rock on, little dude... er, little chick? Everybody's got nicknames for their Pokemon, and it looks like I missed that boat, so I guess I'll figure out what to call you. Gotta be something cool... something with feeling..." What would she call her Pokemon...? "Is Fang too generic? Too last year? I need a name that's super cool. Rad as heck. Totally rad. The raddest." The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. "Yeah... 'Rad' is about as good as anything. Not the most ladylike but hey. Nobody's gonna care when you're trying to bite their face off, right?"
Awesome stuff. Well, I got it now. Expect a post from me before I hit the hay tonight.
If you wouldn't mind, it would be really helpful to me. I don't really want to belabor the issue or anything, but I won't deny it'd make finishing this post off a bit easier.
Alright, since it's come to this point in my post I gotta ask, I've been rereading policies on catching pokemon and stuff, and I want to make sure I'm thinking about things the right way. Is this a long term process drawn out over a few posts? Or are you more looking for just a "Hey we battled and I caught it" sort of deal? Like a summary or whatever. The first post mentions stuff like how catching some pokemon will be harder than other etc, but is that just a discretion play, or are there some actual mechanics I should keep in mind?
That's fair. Right now I'm just focusing on inserting Reaper into the situation at hand. We can work on the details of joining up together later. I'm kinda leaning towards some variation of him watching the chaos unfold and saying, "fuck this" and getting out while the getting's good, and then approaching them later when he's probably not going to be shot. Subject to update as the situation unfolds.
If that's acceptable to you, we can work around that. It'd make the current run simpler. Maybe I was too narrow in my thinking that we had to force Reaper into the chaos.
That's not saying Traction didn't make good points
Terminal has eyes everywhere
...One day, friend.
Still, if we can suspend a bit of disbelief and our 'shoot on sight' policy, we can pretend like there are some sane members of the team left, just for a few minutes avert our eyes, and end up with a new team member and some shiny nuyen, CAS bucks or otherwise. Recluse will go with whatever the team picks. He'll have avoided totally blowing the joint because Reaper doesn't look like a cop, but if somebody could meet Reaper at the door so it doesn't give everybody the cue to fill everyone with holes, life might get a little easier.
I'd at least like to wait for ETH's input on what direction he'd like to go with the conflict ahead before resolving anything huge. But I don't really see any reason to hold back an IC post if you've got one cooking and you just wanna shoot some trogs or rejoin the rest of the group entering through the front or anything like that.
The actual ending decision isn't as important to me as actually having Reaper join up with everybody, so if, in the end, everyone wants to split the deal, then that's totally fine. But unless Reaper's first inclination is (rather than just trying to get his own job done under duress and sniper fire) to immediately try and make peace with everyone, then there might be some problems. I don't want to make decisions for anybody's character, but a possible solution is just for Reaper to stay alive until the shooting with the Trolls is finished and then everyone could potentially have a conversation with the CDs themselves as collateral. Recluse would still be up in the ceiling looking down a scope, so Reaper could be the team's quick access to an easy escape. Reaper dispels the magical trap on the CDs and the team forms a temporary truce until the job is over (agreeing to split the profits or something, it doesn't matter at that point.) If that avenue is appealing to everyone, we can go with that, but until I hear whether it's satisfactory, I'll keep thinking on it.
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