@Smiter19 Are the two positions still marked Unclaimed (Pilot & Navigator) still up for grabs? This looks nifty.
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@DarkwolfX37 Is there a place where you have all the players together? Discord or an OOC?
@DarkwolfX37 sure, I'll bite, this looks interesting.
I mean, I hope it picks back up tbh
Falling. That was what stuck out to her, falling through an endless sky. Until all of a sudden there was no more sky, and she was no longer falling.
Opening her eyes with a start, she realized she was in a pod of some kind, facing a window with levers on either side. After blinking away the last bits of fog from her mind, she pulled the levers and kicked out, sending the clear pane flying across the street she landed in and hopping out of the pod, stumbling on landing as her body remembered how its legs worked. Turning back to the pod, she noticed a blinking light next to an inset lever, which she pulled to reveal a pop-out compartment containing a chest piece with 04 stenciled on the shoulders, arm guards and shin guards, which she put on, slotting them into slots that felt right on her suit, and a submachine gun on a sling, feeling more and more exposed the longer she was in the vicinity of her pod, which had made one hell of a crash landing, as shown by the gouge it left in a nearby building and the street between it and her.
If that hasn't caught somebodies attention, I don't know what will. I need to get out of here, but where do I go? the woman thought to herself, looking around for a moment before noticing the three holes in the canopy. One was clearly the one she had come through, but the other two were a mystery, so she decided to move in the direction of the other two holes, setting off at an easy jog with her eyes and ears alert for any signs of danger. As she jogged, though, her mind had time to mull over the events of the past few minutes.
Who am I? For that matter, where am I and why do I have this extreme feeling of danger? It doesn't look like there is anything living here. For that matter, where are they? She paused for a moment, mentally and physically, to process this new revelation before resuming her jog. For that matter, Who are they? All I know is that someone is missing, maybe multiple someones? And why does it hurt trying to remember? Ah well, I just hope whatever made those other two holes are friendly. Maybe the came down like me.
Opening her eyes with a start, she realized she was in a pod of some kind, facing a window with levers on either side. After blinking away the last bits of fog from her mind, she pulled the levers and kicked out, sending the clear pane flying across the street she landed in and hopping out of the pod, stumbling on landing as her body remembered how its legs worked. Turning back to the pod, she noticed a blinking light next to an inset lever, which she pulled to reveal a pop-out compartment containing a chest piece with 04 stenciled on the shoulders, arm guards and shin guards, which she put on, slotting them into slots that felt right on her suit, and a submachine gun on a sling, feeling more and more exposed the longer she was in the vicinity of her pod, which had made one hell of a crash landing, as shown by the gouge it left in a nearby building and the street between it and her.
If that hasn't caught somebodies attention, I don't know what will. I need to get out of here, but where do I go? the woman thought to herself, looking around for a moment before noticing the three holes in the canopy. One was clearly the one she had come through, but the other two were a mystery, so she decided to move in the direction of the other two holes, setting off at an easy jog with her eyes and ears alert for any signs of danger. As she jogged, though, her mind had time to mull over the events of the past few minutes.
Who am I? For that matter, where am I and why do I have this extreme feeling of danger? It doesn't look like there is anything living here. For that matter, where are they? She paused for a moment, mentally and physically, to process this new revelation before resuming her jog. For that matter, Who are they? All I know is that someone is missing, maybe multiple someones? And why does it hurt trying to remember? Ah well, I just hope whatever made those other two holes are friendly. Maybe the came down like me.
@Bell Really sorry about the delays, an IRL emergency happened but its better now. I'll have a post up tonight.
UPDATE/EDIT: writers block hit, plus I need sleep. Will finish later.
UPDATE/EDIT: writers block hit, plus I need sleep. Will finish later.
Still very much a WIP, been busy with RL stuff so I don't have much down yet
Funny enough- a char similarly in universe used a Tesla-coil like electricity weapon as an area of effect or bolt weapon (charged to change the effect of how powerful it is)- virtually like portable thunder. Perhaps a little down the line it evolves more info your idea so definitely definitely doable- but it could start life as a highly charged railgun of sorts?
Absolutely down for that, works for me!
@kingkonrad Would a plasma cannon-type heavy weapon be too far future for this campaign? Specifically, one that would have a backpack power unit connected via beefy cables to the cannon, which would use some sorta magnetic field BS to turn a metal slug into a bolt of plasma and huck the whole thing at a target? Slow firing with a brief charge-up period, and hitting with devastating effects
@kingkonrad Well this looks fucking cool, where do I sign? (Reading through the details rn)
EDIT: Just had an idea for the other Heavy slot.
Inspiration (Caution Headphone Users)
EDIT: Just had an idea for the other Heavy slot.
Inspiration (Caution Headphone Users)
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