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Annahme (Sci-punk/Fantasy/Action RP)

When all the CS are settled, I can write a first post.

Wizard's Dungeun

ImportantNobody said

What have I done.

Wizard's Dungeun

I almost don't wanna mention this because of the risk in the spike of difficulty...

but, wasn't there mention that the beast's roar might call reinforcements to his location?

Wizard's Dungeun

@Lalliman Good point, though I was following up my post on IN's previous post. Perhaps the beast could have taken a few steps before getting charged by Garrok? Since IN had already stated that it was going after Kenzo

@KurtyKool I think IN described the monster as having pale skin, which means its not covered in hair

Wizard's Dungeun

Much happened just after Maybird run out earlier, but at least what he intended, to direct the beast's attention toward him instead of the others, so that they'd take it down with their own plans. And they did. First, a dagger hit the calf of the beast, and landed on the floor, Maybird questioned the use of such a small projectile, the beast barely reacted to it, still preparing to strike him, and him preparing to dodge said strike. It was interrupted though, the interruption came at the form of another beast, the orc. He may not be as massive as the beast, but he was still formidably large. The orc swung its improvised flail at the beast, knocking it back a few feet, before it regained its footing. Maybird prepared to run at the beast and punch its calf out, especially with that dagger on the ground, he it, propelled with energy, into the beast's right calf, hoping to at least dislocate its kneecap. It embedded into the beast's flesh, but seemed that it would come off at any moment. He prepared to punch it in to cause more damage.

Before he could though, a hail of bolts came from the doorway, piercing the beast in a part of its body, while the others missed as the beast started stomping in rage, nonetheless, they had a shooter! "SHOOT ITS EYES!" In instinct, Maybird yelled his first thoughts aloud, the plan was near perfect, with the beast blinded, it would then swing around wildly hoping to hit anything in its rage, though its movements would become far less predictable, it would be easier to dodge, and lure around, he would also be able to damage its leg far enough that he could cause it to fall, and if fortune had it, he would even have it fall where he wished. Now, all they needed was a-

"Lure the thing over here! And quickly!" Came the shout from the other side of the chamber. Perfect. With his planning, he almost failed to see the beast cock its axe in anticipation, swinging in a circular motion, the beast sought to cleave both him and the orc. He had to dodge, fast. He quickly used his energy magic to create a blast directly in front of him, propelling him back, though the circular motion of the axe would leave a wound on his chest, and to his dismay, the wound was not minor, but at the least, it was not deep enough to cause severe bleeding. He landed on his bottom, knowing this position was full of death, if he didn't stand within the next second, or block the inevitable drop-swing, he would die, though at least the plan was going well.

The next moment, however, instead of seeing the shadow of the gigantic axe, he looked up and saw the beast's back instead, through sheer fortune, the monster did not pursue, him and instead was running after someone else, though he could not see, and the beast was heading toward the intended trap. Good, though this plan wasn't going to work fully yet. He stood himself back up, and started sprinting toward the beast's right leg, where the dagger was still remarkably stuck, though it was shaking and threatened to loose and fall off, occasionally blasting behind him to propel him and increase the momentum behind his run. It was likely that only he could outrun, or at least out-speed the beast currently.

If he could reach the beast's leg before anything else happened, he would punch the dagger. Assisted with the force of his momentum, and the blast of his energy, it would surely pierce through its knee, or even better, get stuck in between its joints, it would then likely stumble into the trap.

Wizard's Dungeun

Do the later enemies learn of the tactics we use? Like if we do great plans, if we try to do them against a similar beast later on, they'll become sub-par plans instead of great ones?

EDIT: Holy crap my post it long! Also, I'm not sure but I think I accidentally wrote an auto hit in the very last paragraph, please tell me so that I may edit it, since I'm not really sure what an auto-hit is

Wizard's Dungeun

Well, Maybird does,

@Lalliman hopefully Garrok has something he can do to block the swing! The swing's reach is far too long and Garrok isn't fast enough to be able to dodge it. Think of something! XD

@IN Can Maybird grab onto the axe and perch on top of it? Of course, from the momentum behind the swing, its gonna be hard, but he could grab to the none bladed part of the axe and make sure he doesn't hit his head on the bladed part?

Annahme (Sci-punk/Fantasy/Action RP)

ViKtoricus said
Another question...Can it be so that weightlifting equipments have existed in these realms? Is the technology of metal-casting existent? (pouring molten metal into shapes.)I want to know that first so that I can have an idea what my character background should be.

The level of technology is as advanced as Earth's current tech from before the Mythics attacked. Human tech is more advanced now that they hid underground for a few years. Of course, people old enough to remember that went under still remember the old world.

What you said about weightlifting equipment, some of those may still have survived in the ruins of the cities, but are in bad shape. Casting, smithing, forging, and the like, while still around prior to the attack, wasn't used as much. Now Humans use this more so, especially in creating Titans.

Annahme (Sci-punk/Fantasy/Action RP)

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This is a really small cast, you know you guys can make another character on the opposing side, but if not, we'd need to discuss more on the opening, happy to see that you guys have progress your own, though XD

Annahme (Sci-punk/Fantasy/Action RP)

This will be, I'm just in a lot of stuff and projects right now. :(

Dale

Name: Dale Florence
Race: Human
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Personality:
He is a generally laid-back guy, though he tinkers a lot and is a wonder with machines. He's friendly to most Humans and is usually indifferent toward Mythics. He is also particularly gifted in piloting fast-moving Titans.
Backstory:
Dale was born not knowing his mother. Dale's father was an engineer and usually took Dale with him on various trips, from this, Dale grew to like physics more than he did so with machines. At 8 years old, he started making contraptions made to test the rules of physics, everytime he was bored, he would make a new one, seldomly having completed a project, but those that were, marveled anyone who saw it. Dale gained his interest in mechanics when his father proposed him a project, making a power suit. Thus the first prototype was made, the first Titan, though it was more minuscule than the current ones. Though his dad was usually away on some unspoken trip, he continued the work himself. After some more years of testing and tinkering, they finally made the first skeleton of a 3 meter long Titan. At this same time, though, the attack begun, cities were being razed and the citizens in those that were still intact were told to evacuate. His father told him to go on ahead and that he will catch up, while simultaneously and secretly putting a locket into his hands. Dale was 13 when he separated with his father.

He hid with the other Humans in the underground it was barren in the early years, but became larger towns later on, though the feeling of being confined on your own planet was still evident in most. Four years onward, and Dale has been in the mechanics division for quite some time, even designing his own Titan by himself. To this day, though, he is still unable to find the actual meaning of the insides locket: A piece of paper, on it are written numbers, with no spacing whatsoever, but on top of all that was a very peculiar looking shard of 'metal.'
Titan: Grey Hound

Titan Sheet/details

Name: Grey Hound
Pilot(s): Dale Florence
Type: Combat
Height: 2.5m
Appearance:

Armaments:
-Its right arm works as a high-speed ballistic heat-cannon. Though it has a long reload time, it has long range and good firepower.
-its right shoulder is a micro-missile launcher. The force of each individual missile is roughly that of a small fire-cracker, but when all the missiles hit a target together, it packs quite a punch.
-its left arm is a standard machine gun.
-on its left shoulder is a sound producing device, capable of disrupting signals, and creating high-frequency waves.
-it has smaller arms that can retract, and is used for manipulating objects, but can also serve as piercing weapons by themselves. But they may also insert themselves into the protruding leg armor of the Titan, encasing themselves in the armor, becoming more durable and more viable as blunt, crushing weapons.
Equipments:
-Its hull is made of reinforced endurium armor, twice as strong as steel.
-its feet have treads, used for quick transport and movement
-its feet may transform into a more aero-dynamic shape, allowing for faster movement.