The limits? Nobody knows~
I mean, this RP is probably going to be filled with gods anyway.
There's George, Me, Xevra...
Not sure about the others...
The limits? Nobody knows~
I mean, this RP is probably going to be filled with gods anyway.
There's George, Me, Xevra...
Not sure about the others...
((Lol at Endgame Tier. Indirect reference to Lahire ftw. Wouldn't be fun? If it's combat based, it's automagically fun. Also... Warp gating is going to be a thing when the time comes to travel.))
Lahire followed the group in, taking note of the one girl that had joined them as well as the fact that David didn't bother to tag along. Oh well, he was a boring one anyway, life was all about setting a new high score. 'Well, I got infinite lives... Might as well get a bit more into combat next time.' Lahire thought, remembering what the man had said earlier. He still didn't see why David had to be so irritated by the measures, or lack thereof, taken by Lahire. It's not like they weren't going to attack. They clearly said they were. Lahire was only letting them get their attacks in so he could see how serious he'd have to be. If they had told him to kill, he would've killed the two men along with the lady that had came to retrieve them.
"No, this thing is handmade. Wasn't cheap to make either. Had to make my own rounds for it as well. Nobody thought of making more accurate, larger rounds. What we have today is a human killler. This, is a monster slayer." Iska looked over to the large covered object. She didn't know what it was from first look, but the covering was soon pulled off.
Under the cover was apparently a ship. A pretty decently sized ship at that, looking like it could hold the entire group. It had all the bells and whistles of a normal ship, but smaller than a standard ship. "I suppose we're going to be pirates now?" Iska said jokingly, before realizing that this couldn't be the way down. She let her rifle hang by her side, thinking of how the ship could've gotten there in the first place. There was always magic, but who would have the ability to lift such an object?
The Captain smiled, Iska didn't know why, but it must've been something funny. Juane spoke up about the situation, asking if he was the only one that thought this was crazy. Iska did think it was a bit odd to simply push the ship off the cliff, so there had to be something else planned. R-Right?
Finnegan said we wouldn't be thrown off the cliff, but our descent would be slowed by a kinetic energy magician. He claimed that the man going by the name of Paul, was skilled in this field of magic.
"Well, I'm fine with the plan. I trust magic quite a bit, I use some of it myself." Iska crossed her two arms that were visible to everyone, looking at everyone else. "I'm sure it's safe."
Red had apparently found Iska's story at least partially entertaining, she claimed it was interesting. She also said she was made in an experiment, which definitely explained some of her looks. Iska was relieved to not be the only one here that could've been man-made, considering an undead was normally summoned or created rather than just luck. Kan'Sai must've also found Red to be intriguing, as he soon asked if she'd like to talk. He never explained what he wanted to talk about, which may have been the reason Red turned him down on the offer. Hey, at least she smiled. Iska was somewhat surprised that Red even had a serious tone. She didn't seem like the type to ever stop being energetic.
After the brief response, Red had lost her train of thought. She eventually figured out where she was in her story, saying that she had been in the forest apparently. She pulled out a spellbook, which she said she had found when she was in the forest. Lucky them, Iska had to sneak back to her house to get this before someone else claimed it. Interestingly enough, she had trained herself when it came to magic. Some people have done that before, but it wasn't very commonplace. She must have at least a decent affinity for magic.
"You taught yourself how to use magic? That must've taken a while. That's pretty neat though, it takes some talent when it comes to learning magic without a teacher. You'd probably be good with what I used to make. I made firearms that could tolerate magic, and most of the time use magic to it's advantage. That might sound easy, but there's a bit more things that people need to know about guns and their ammunition than they think. Shape, material, size... It all matters. Some designs are better with magic than others. Of course, lots of people also thought guns were accursed objects, that they would ruin the world. I guess they just aren't used to efficiency." Iska had moved her own gun a little bit, letting Red get a better look at it.
((For all you who wonder... The gun I'm using as a ... Gunclaim? Is the PTRD-41.))
"Oh, so I have permission to kill says the Ordinary Magician da ze. (Reference yet again.) Hmm... Well that makes my life 3 times easier."
Lahire sighed, putting his hood on. "You do have a point, and I already knew the average cycle of a villain when you don't finish them off. I just thought for some odd reason that we weren't supposed to kill them. Y'know, like it might cause something worse? I mean, I won't die, but not saying a nuke wouldn't just go off if I kill someone important. Y'know, the typical 'If you don't kill them all at once they'll just nuke you.' situation."
"But hey, that's just a theory anyway. I'll follow you guys, lead the way." Lahire shifted yet again with the typical pixelation effect to Vic Viper. He crossed his arms, tapping his elbow with his rather basic fingers. If you could even call them that. "Oh, a souvenir? Wouldn't trust that rose, even if the guy didn't seem harmless. Honestly I wouldn't trust anything I give you either. It'd be just your luck that flower isn't just a flower. Could be a trap. Not sure what kind, may not be directly harmful to you either. Could be something of a camera or tracker. Honestly, considering what we've seen happen, I'd advise against keeping it." Lahire was semi-serious when he said this, but if she kept it and something happened, he'd have 'Told you so!' rights.
The knight which had entered before Iska had still said nothing.
"I suppose some of you prefer to remain strangers..." Finnegan added, most likely speaking about the armored being. Iska noticed the door open once more, wondering if there was any more adventurers joining the group.
She noticed a large being covered in armor, it's gender indistinguishable to anyone until it spoke. Apparently they wanted the group outside, judging from the motions. The Captain seemed to know the iron giant (Reference.), waving at them. He said something about being right on time, so Iska stood up as well as some others, following them out.
She had already been used to climate changes, so outside wasn't really bad compared to inside either. Not like she would care anyway.
Iska remembered Red had a question for her, something having to do with being an undead and where she came from. She was shocked that someone had figured it out so easily, but maybe the people she asked for directions just so happened to be pro-undead. "You figured that out pretty fast didn't you... Well, honestly I don't know how I became an undead... Maybe a Necromancer took pity on me. I used to be what I called an "Arcane Engineer." I made firearms that were more accepting when it came to magic, as most enchanters didn't like guns at the time. I gained some popularity I suppose, but was killed in turn. Someone either wanted what I had, or was just against my cause... There could've been another reason I guess. I lived in a decently large city back then, so you could imagine how hard it was getting by...As an undead that is." Iska felt like she was rambling, so she stopped there. "Whoops, started explaining my life story."
"Hey, at least I showed restraint. I'd say that's a start in its own right." Lahire brushed a little bit of hair aside, with a wide grin on his face.
He watched the man apparently mend the park back together, if not just reversing the effects of the brief engagement. Lahire didn't really know what these people expected out of him. A person who saves and doesn't kill his enemies, or simply someone who could kill each and every villain. Either way, he didn't care which they assigned him to.
"Ooh~ Magical. So.... Anyways, I suggest you run me through on the other rules... Just so you can't say something I never knew about. Oh and I got one question for ya. Do you want me to kill these people? I mean, I don't have an issue with that, I'm just not sure what kind of heroes you guys want. If you had said to kill on sight, none of this would've ever happened. Or are we like Batman, never killing, just incapacitating?"
Lahire snickered a little at how frustrated the man was over something so small. Even if a bystander was killed, they could've easily been revived. "Bleh." Lahire transformed back and stuck his tongue out.
"Funfact. These weapons don't have the ability to cause fires. At least the ones I used. That, and I didn't really see a point in going farther than I did. He was too stupid to kill. Besides, I'd just become world famous if I used some of the things I can. There'd be no point in having more than one hero. It'd be soooo boring...."
"Do you not know how to test before outright annihilating things? I was bored anyway."
Lahire wasn't too shocked that the Viper caught Gideon, but then was interrupted by some girl with wings. As long as she didn't cause any trouble, there'd be none. Apparently she was of some importance to the minor villains, but since she didn't do anything, neither would Lahire. "Aw... Right before I was going to test something... Ah well. Have fun at your meeting!"
Lahire descended from above, not transforming or dismissing Viper yet. He didn't know if they were truly retreating, or just waiting for us to let our guard down. "Told you I wasn't showing off. Who's the newcomer? Another one of us I suppose?" Lahire looked at the person standing next to Katarina, wings adjusting every now and then.
Iska had listened to the various introductions given by her apparent teammates, if they were going to stick together that is. They assumed they'd be introducing themselves eventually, so began thinking of what to say. First, some guy named Leo spoke up and introduced what Iska believed was his pet. A rather short man by the name of Juane Pines made himself known. Iska couldn't really tell if he was full human, and not some human halfling fusion, but she just assumed he got the short end of the growth stick. What could've been a half-elf got to the point quickly and seemed to be formally introducing herself, judging off of what she did. I mean, nobody just ups and does that casually do they? She had a decently elven sounding name, reinforcing the fact that she might be a half elf, or maybe even full elf.
Iska was about to say something, before missing her opportunity again when an energetic girl who insisted she be called by a color rather than her own name, Red, had introduced herself. She seemed like the type who might visit bars on a regular... Such a shame they insisted upon calling her Red rather than her name, it was actually kinda cool. It reminded Iska of some spells she had read up on the other couple of days before she got here.
Finally seeing her moment of opportunity Isk- Nevermind. A Warforged explained what most people should know about when it comes to them, at least those interested in the development of machinery or other technologies. He said his name was Kan'Sai, a name Iska could actually see fitting for a warforged. He claimed himself to be under the god Taiyue, which honestly was just a name to Iska, as she didn't really know all of the different gods.
Now that nobody was talking, Iska figured she could finally introduce herself. She would've smiled to lighten up the mood even more than it was already, but it would probably have the opposite effect. "Hello, Iska is my name... Looking forward to working with you all...I'm honestly better at answering questions rather than giving out information about myself...Ask if you want." Iska was telling the truth when she said that. She wasn't the best at self-introductions, but could answer questions afterwards. She waved lightly, and decided to smile slightly anyway.
Life's Edge, how ironic. Iska had already been past the edge if you want to go into specifics. The town reminded her of where she last started, at least that's what she remembered. She really doesn't know whether she was brought back by a specific person, or whether it was simply luck of the draw. If you wanted to call being an undead luck. Besides not being to welcome in most places, it was somewhat obvious something was off. Other than being pale, the only thing that could explain the eyes, arms and teeth would be that she had herself modified. Luckily her arms were normally tucked behind her tattered cloak.
The door was opened yet again, this time what appeared to be a girl in semi-unusual attire for the time, unless you count some truly serious merchants or scientists. The undead casually walked into the bar, since most people outside she had asked for directions from didn't seem to care about her teeth. She made her way over to the bartender, and they immediately asked if they were with the other group of strangers that had walked in asking about Captain Finnegan. "Yes, that's exactly who I was looking for." Her tone was kinda drowsy, but it was always that way. The dwarf had pointed to a table where an armored man seemed to be making his way to. "Thanks." Iska made her way over to the group, her long rifle hanging at her side. She was looked at a little more, though the rifle was most likely the cause of that. Some could be heard mentioning the downfall of melee combat due to people like her. Iska didn't care, what was more efficient was the best option.
She arrived at a table with more people in the general vicinity. "Captain I suppose?" She looked at the one man sitting down. Iska looked at the surrounding strangers and decided she might as well ask why they were gathered. "So... Are all of you here for the same reason? To meet with the Captain?"
Upon hearing Katarina mention something about showing off, he just had to respond.
"I'm not trying to show off, they were going to attack anyway! Besides, if I were showing off we wouldn't be on Earth either! There are many places besides this one y'know!" Lahire's speech would occasionally come from a different angle than where he was, due to how sound and speed work.
Gideon apparently learned nothing from his previous attempt at trying to break the shield. It was such a simple task, and yet they couldn't grasp the concept. The blows caused the shield to continuously flare up in the areas hit, and eventually Lahire sighed. "Gideon... Come on man... I know you have a ton of strength, but you need a brain too. Tell me you've got a brain up there." The Vic Viper went back to it's mech form and flew towards Gideon attempting to grab him from behind.
I get the feeling when you say OP, you mean the rifle right? Just remember I can't ready and get back up in the same post. I can pivot though. Can't move but high power was what I was thinking.