With nothing of interest but miles upon miles of ocean to be seen to the west, the Kommando-filled fighta bomba that was sent westward turns back and heads back towards home. Two days had yet to pass, however it was obvious that nothing of value was this way. So the ten returned home, wondering what punishment they might receive for failing to find anything.
To the East, the Orks had the opposite problem. There seemed to be an overabundance of land to explore. The scouts noted the variety of land, which seemed to change every mile or so, and each environment was shaped in a perfect hexogen. This world was like nothing the Kommandos had ever seen. The Orks began to argue among themselves about where they should land. The moon-like crater land they spotted in the north? The jungle which hinted at the presence of intelligent life? Perhaps the open field with a road that led to nowhere? Or the land formed of cubes? The argument quickly turned to a constant of blows as the Orks showed their savagery in an attempt to gain control of the situation for themselves. The fight was quick yet fierce. Eventually, the Kommando nob was able to knock enough heads together to get his boyz to listen up. The nob decided that they would land on the field, explore a bit, and then mount up and explore the other three.
With a decision made, the Fighta-Bomba stopped floating above the ocean and took off to the west back towards the plains terrain. After a short amount of time, the disturbingly loud sound of the Orkish aircraft flying overhead the baseball field could be heard over the entire hex. The Fighta-Bomma slowed down to a stop over the roadway, descending down and landing with a loud thud against the concrete. The back of the plane opened, and ten eight feet tall green monsters in armor carrying machine guns ran out, creating a defensive circle around their aircraft.”Snobz, Rag, Toof! ‘Ead toward ‘tat buildin’ over there, sees what ya can scavenge!” The nob shouted, and three Kommandos stomped off in the direction of the lone building in sight.”The rest of ya, follow me! Wez is gonna sees what ‘tat is over ‘ere.” The Seven remaining commandos began to move towards the baseball diamond.
-The Adventures of Barry, at Hex 5’6-
“GAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Barry screamed at the top of his lungs as the world was plunged into darkness. The red light and the massive boom from seconds earlier had subsided, and Barry found himself in the middle of a jungle. He shouldn’t be in a jungle, though. He had been in the thick of a corrupted zone, not anywhere near the local jungle biome. Something was terribly wrong, and Barry wanted to know what. The adventurer jumped up and looked around. There was fog everywhere, as well as many plants that Barry didn’t recognize. This was definitely not his jungle. Barry drew his sword and obsidian shield, and began to slowly move through the brush in a randomly chosen direction. He silently prayed that he wouldn’t encounter anything different from the usual monsters of the jungle. He could handle some angry plants and oversized hornets. Barry whipped his head around as he heard a roar in the distance. This place was getting to him.
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The coding process hadn’t taken nearly as long as John had anticipated. In fact, it had gone so smoothly that he had time to move out towards this new ice villain’s lair with Orren. John went through a quick last minute system check. Once everything proved to be in working order, John began to put his Mark II armor on. The first thing Fallout noticed when the suit was in place was how much it weighed – The other suit had been considerably lighter. This suit was approximately one hundred and fifty pounds heavier than the original, and Fallout made sure to take note of this. He would be slower and less maneuverable in this armor. However, Fallout would be more protected from things such as gun fire and knives. He was far from invincible, but at least he could stay on the field a bit longer without putting the entire city at risk. After the armor was locked in place, Fallout had his suit decontaminated and he started off as fast as his heavy metal legs could carry him towards the car.
John hated riding in the car. The thing was built for people two feet shorter and two hundred pounds lighter. The ride was miserable, what with John having his mind coming up with the worst possible scenarios and the space being so cramped. But eventually they arrived on the scene of a grocery store, and Fallout was the first one to stumble out onto the street in the rush to escape the tiny box of a human car. Once he was sufficiently stretched out, John stomped over to his fellow Guild members. Thalesin’s plan seemed sound enough to John when he heard it.”Did anyone call the police? We should have a perimeter around the building, so he cannot escape when we move inside.”
John hated riding in the car. The thing was built for people two feet shorter and two hundred pounds lighter. The ride was miserable, what with John having his mind coming up with the worst possible scenarios and the space being so cramped. But eventually they arrived on the scene of a grocery store, and Fallout was the first one to stumble out onto the street in the rush to escape the tiny box of a human car. Once he was sufficiently stretched out, John stomped over to his fellow Guild members. Thalesin’s plan seemed sound enough to John when he heard it.”Did anyone call the police? We should have a perimeter around the building, so he cannot escape when we move inside.”
Queen Raidne said
Maxxorlord: That's... a lot of very high-level equipment. I mean, I want there to be of a challenge for your character.Nerevarine: You mean hex 10,9? Although, I suppose the map could use some expansion soon anyway.
Mmm..I 'tis true..tis true indeed..
I went for Molten gear mostly due to the factions he'd be most likely to face in combat. I must agree though that Molten gear would make just about every one on one fight one sided. to Platinum work? It would mean he's less experienced, and probably wouldn't have faced too many monsters bigger than him. Barry would actually be frightened by most of the new things in this world, and surviving would be a bit more of a challenge. What cha think?
"The only one you'll kill is yourself! They deserve to die, to wallow in pain and suffering for an eternity, I agree! But martyring yourself away won't help that girl.." Dark growled."In fact, your little stunt is going to make her pain worse. Her suffering is YOUR fault!" Dark Matter yelled back at Jason, tightening his grip. The dark monster attempted to start pulling Jason towards the cells, though with his enhanced strength dampened by the collar he wasn't going to make much progress without Jason complying."Do you want her death on her conscious, boy? If not, listen to me. Bloody shut up and listen to me. The only way we can help her is by submitting to these maggots, at least until the time is right..Now stop struggling, before I break your legs to drag you back to your cell!" Dark Matter yelled that last part out, while the rest of his little speech had been barely above a whisper. This was all just a complex act of manipulation to move himself towards freedom in Dark's eyes.
|Name: Barry The Adventurer
|Gender: Male
|Species: Human
|Universe of Origin: Terraria
|Abilities: As an adventurer from Terraria, Barry possesses certain powers most humans do not.
[list]
Barry is able to channel his mana through magic objects, and give them power
Barry has magic backpack in which he can store almost anything, in almost infinite number. Eventually, it does fill up.
Barry can absorb the energy of life crystals, giving him enhanced durability.
|Equipment: Full Platinum Armor, Platinum Broadsword, Platinum Bow (with 1200 Flaming arrows as ammunition), Platinum Pickaxe, Platinum axe, Platinum hammer, an enchanted boomarang, and a grappling hook. Barry also carries a good amount of unrefined wood and stone around in his backpack, as well as gel and sticks for torch creation. Barry's most prized possession, however, is the obsidian shield he was given by his mentor.
|Backstory/Bio: Barry was born in a small coastal town to two loving parents. Life in the village was far from dull, for every night when the sun went down, hordes of evil creatures came up from their holes in the ground and raided the village. The village was mostly defenseless against these monsters, except for a single man. This man, the town's only warrior, was an adventurer. He wandered away from the town every day, only returning to the village in the evening. The warrior defended their little town every single night, and always bested his foes, and always returned from his adventurers with useful resources and trinkets for the children. Life was hard, but the people of the small village got by. Barry wanted more for his people, though. He (and every other child in the village) wanted to be just like the adventurer when he was older. But the local teacher constantly pounded it into the children's heads that the only way for the town to survive and thrive was for them all to work where work was needed.
Most of the children grew up and got over their dreams of adventure. Most of them realized that adventuring was hard, and most people who chose that path would some day have their insides eaten by a monster. But Barry never grew up as they did. He always kept that light of adventure burning. Barry went to the town's warrior and trained in his ways, learning all the skills necessary to live in the wild. Many years later, and Barry was setting off towards the horizon, with only his pickaxe, axe, short sword, and some food. Adventure awaited the new, young adventurer that was Barry.
Years later, and Barry has his own house in the side of a mountain. From that house, the Adventurer went off and explored rather deep caves, slew his fair shair of monsters, and created fine weapons. Barry's greatest achievement had been when he went to the depths of the Corruption into a deep chasm, and destroyed a shadow orb. While climbing out of the sinkhole, there was a sudden great red flash in the sky and a terrifying boom..
|Other:
|Start Hex: 5'6
|Gender: Male
|Species: Human
|Universe of Origin: Terraria
|Abilities: As an adventurer from Terraria, Barry possesses certain powers most humans do not.
[list]
|Equipment: Full Platinum Armor, Platinum Broadsword, Platinum Bow (with 1200 Flaming arrows as ammunition), Platinum Pickaxe, Platinum axe, Platinum hammer, an enchanted boomarang, and a grappling hook. Barry also carries a good amount of unrefined wood and stone around in his backpack, as well as gel and sticks for torch creation. Barry's most prized possession, however, is the obsidian shield he was given by his mentor.
|Backstory/Bio: Barry was born in a small coastal town to two loving parents. Life in the village was far from dull, for every night when the sun went down, hordes of evil creatures came up from their holes in the ground and raided the village. The village was mostly defenseless against these monsters, except for a single man. This man, the town's only warrior, was an adventurer. He wandered away from the town every day, only returning to the village in the evening. The warrior defended their little town every single night, and always bested his foes, and always returned from his adventurers with useful resources and trinkets for the children. Life was hard, but the people of the small village got by. Barry wanted more for his people, though. He (and every other child in the village) wanted to be just like the adventurer when he was older. But the local teacher constantly pounded it into the children's heads that the only way for the town to survive and thrive was for them all to work where work was needed.
Most of the children grew up and got over their dreams of adventure. Most of them realized that adventuring was hard, and most people who chose that path would some day have their insides eaten by a monster. But Barry never grew up as they did. He always kept that light of adventure burning. Barry went to the town's warrior and trained in his ways, learning all the skills necessary to live in the wild. Many years later, and Barry was setting off towards the horizon, with only his pickaxe, axe, short sword, and some food. Adventure awaited the new, young adventurer that was Barry.
Years later, and Barry has his own house in the side of a mountain. From that house, the Adventurer went off and explored rather deep caves, slew his fair shair of monsters, and created fine weapons. Barry's greatest achievement had been when he went to the depths of the Corruption into a deep chasm, and destroyed a shadow orb. While climbing out of the sinkhole, there was a sudden great red flash in the sky and a terrifying boom..
|Other:
|Start Hex: 5'6
Ye. Cheese be good.
If there aren't any posts in the IC in a few hours, I'll have my Kommandos land and cause some havoc, just to start things back up.
Nanananananananannananana~
Batmaaaaan.
Batmaaaaan.
Dingo said
Honestly, I don't see how we could possibly defeat a hunting party of Preds, let alone a small nation 0.o
I agree.
Although I feel the Flood and the Orks would give them a run for their money. The metriods as well, if they get more numbers. I feel really bad for guys like the Sluggers, though. They don't really stand a chance against anyone..That might be why they're my favorite faction to appear so far, though.
Oh, and I have a question similar to Kal's. Would us who have a faction already be able to bring in a single character as well? I can say that if I am allowed a single character from another universe, that they will more than likely be enemies with my faction. If they were buddy buddy it'd just defeat the purpose, in my eyes.
Comic book logic trumps everahthang.
Heh.
Everahthang is a fun word.
Heh.
Everahthang is a fun word.
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