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2009-10-09, 07:44 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Oooh. Plot. I almost thought it was all for the lulz.
Nice and unexpected Thanatos.
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2009-10-09, 08:22 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Inspiration!
To Jacklu, on the Merits of the Natural
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The margarine, I know, will melt too soon,
dissolve to gunk when flesh is merely cool,
between the dents of bone, a sallow pool,
a chemist's glaze upon a greasy spoon--
unworthy fat to sizzle in your fire!
I put aside the fabricated spread,
unworthy item for your skin or bed,
and daub with something better to admire.
Expensive? Yes, for purity is dear.
Cut square like diamonds, this adorns your skin,
now glossy cream, its center cupping in,
now, melting, sliding down, a white-flecked smear.
Uncork the bottle, fold the wrapper's foil;
when butter fails to cling, it's time for oil.
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2009-10-09, 09:20 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Catatar made for me many years ago ... pretty sure by banjo1985
Werewolf Awards: 'Best Narration: Helgraf'
Rabbit says stuff that makes me blush.
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2009-10-09, 05:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Tale of Ozaria part 4
New Characters Introduced
Crimmy as The Crimson Mage- A small mage with crimson attire. Though not much is being revealed right now.
Recaiden as The Old Toymaker- This old woman may be more than she seems.
Grim Ranger as The Grey Ranger- A mechanical man built for some purpose. Some call him heartless.
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"Wake up, and see what you truly are." A sweet voice stung Freighters young ears. He peered down and almost screamed. His flesh had become deathly pale.
"What did you do to me?" He roared. The area of the wounds were stitched up, jagged. And the skin around them became a sickly purple. As he yelled, the stitched areas began to seep blood and other various fluids.
"Shhh." The whispered voice felt like acid. "Soon, you'll be fine. Soon, you'll cross over." It wasn't often she had live subjects. Razarra intended to have some fun.
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Elizabeth and Dakes escaped the forest with not a scratch on them. "So, they really pick on you everyday!" The monster nodded slowly. "Well, I think that's terrible."
"Well, you seemed to scare them. How'd you do that?" The monster scratched his head.
"Oh, with my gun!" She smiled and waved her M-60 in the air. "Oh, but I suppose I should be conserving ammo. I don't know when I'll be able to stock up again."
"Ammo? Uh, like arrows? Cause I think I might know someone who may be able to make you some arrows probably."
"No, not arrows. Bullets."
"Bolts? Cause he can make arrows, bolts, spears, daggers. Whatever. He just waves his hand and 'poof!', whatever you might need."
"Wait. You know someone who can create ammo out of thin air?"
The monster looked startled. "Um... maybe? I don't know. I think I do know him, but I have no clue who he is. Or her, actually. Ya know, I'm not sure if he was a guy. I don't know. Weird, huh?"
"It's not his fault." laughed a tiny man up in a tree. He wore a large musketeer styled crimson hat with a white feather in it. "After what Razarra did to him, hell, she got a lot of us, but after what she did to him, I'm surprised he's still around."
The figure flipped to the ground. He wore matching crimson robes... and stood only three feet tall. His face was concealed in shadows, and two yellow eyes shone out from beneath his hat. After a moment, he laughed "Dakes, my buddy. How are you?"
"Who are you?" asked Dakes, befuddled.
"You really don't remember me pal. Well, I didn't think you would. But I can say, its your magic that's keeping us here."
Dakes grabbed his head. He had a flash of something.
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Dakes looked at Elizabeth. "Boy, I don't know what he was talking about." It was mostly true. "It was nothing. I don't know those people, or that little man. That was just a dream or something."
Elizabeth's mind wandered. Then it went back to the crimson mage. "How cute was he! Just jumping around and waving his little stick, and 'poof', he went away." A fair bit of insanity had set in- but calmly. "Boy, this is exactly what I signed up for- seeing new places, meeting new people. I kinda like it here."
"That's good. I like you here. None of the mannequins or marionettes tried to hurt me." He smiled wide. It was kinda creepy.
"Oh." Elizabeth's ears perked up. "Do you hear that? Just up ahead." Dakes listened. He too heard a series of low grunts. Though they were somewhat mechanical.
They drew close to find a hooded man, with dark gray arms, otherwise fully cloaked. In each hand were large scimitars, and before him were several tall and thin creatures. There coloration shades of brown and green. They were very... limber. The weird man spun and swung his blades around, cutting down several of his foes. "Come on, we have to help him!" Called Elizabeth to Dakes.
The man took several hits, and each one clanged against him and otherwise didn't phase him. "He seems to have things taken care of by himself." The man took some more hits, then moved forward and struck again. "Come on, let's go this way. I know a shortcut."
"Shortcut where?" Then, the mechanical man faltered for a moment. Just one step back, making him miss one swing, and then he was up again and fighting. "There! See, he needs help!"
Elizabeth charged forward, pistol drawn, and then as she got closer, put a hot one in the center of one of the tree-things. "Ooh, nice shot! What is that?" Elizabeth didn't answer, but it was a nice shot. The tree thing splintered.
The tree creatures started moving in to the other new foe. But the gray creature smashed them with his heavy blades. But still, some managed to get around him. They drew in close.
Dakes smashed an oncoming treefolk with a mighty paw. Then roared and took on another. And with several well placed shot, Elizabeth picked off several of them, trying to keep a distance.
Then the pistol ran out of ammo. She went to reload, but another tree thing drew closer. She tried to pistol whip it, but it's tough bark skin knocked the gun outta her hand. And she banged her hand up something terrible. Dakes couldn't help either, for he was engaged with a few limber willow like foes.
The tree drew back a large limb, and got ready to clobber Elizabeth. Then a flash leapt behind him, and came down right behind him. As it fell, the creature's limb fell too. Then another blade cut through it's center. The creature fell.
Standing before her was a thin metallic man, his joints clunky and unrefined. His face was oddly scarred, and his eyes glew a deep red.
"Don't hurt her!" Roared Dakes, finishing off the last of his foes. He got ready to pounce, but Elizabeth lifted her hand.
"No. He's not gonna." Elizabeth called, staring in awe. It looked kinda angry, but more hurt than anything else. "He doesn't seem to have anything wrong with him. Those tree things musta hurt him." She backed away for a moment. "What is this?"
Dakes looked at Elizabeth, addled. "I don't know." He replied, in a very curious tone.
"It's a war machine dummy!" Called the Book Imp. "Now, put your weapons down, hand over the weapon you stole, and I'll let you live."
"Huh?" Elizabeth thinks back. The dagger Bane handed her, with the piece of The Blue Spectre in it. She'd never hand it over.Last edited by Jesse Drake; 2009-10-09 at 07:33 PM.
The Crimson Drake by Crimmy
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2009-10-09, 06:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Ah, the plot thickens. How is this going to resolve?
Blue Ghost, Lawful Good generalist wizard, at your service.
Love wins. S'agapo.
I make MtG cards. My portfolio
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2009-10-09, 06:46 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
And the enigmatic Crimson Mage appears.
Too bad I'm a shorty.
Oh, well, I'm still dressed up in crimson's!Last edited by Crimmy : Tomorrow at 26:72 DM.
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2009-10-09, 06:51 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
There's a reason he's short, but I'll get to that later. Also, Blue Ghost, pretty much the same thing (more will be revealed later)
The Crimson Drake by Crimmy
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2009-10-09, 09:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-09, 10:28 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
@ Quincunx - Very pretty. I liked it.
@ Jesse - Enigmas wrapped in mystery wrapped in plots wrapped in desire for a hand grenade.
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2009-10-10, 03:47 AM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-10, 08:06 AM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-10, 10:09 AM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-12, 01:31 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Well, I guess that it's time for part 3. Here's the links to part 1 and part 2. Now enjoy yourself at a taste of my imagination and writing style. Enjoy!
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EleventhHour
Vulion
Silverraptor
SpoilerVulion stood in his office, looking out at the battle through the large window. A deep sadness was weighing down on him as his nation was being ripped apart right in front of him. Just then, someone opened his office door.
Sir! The evacuation copter will be here in 3 minutes.
Thank you, EleventhHour. But it's too late.
What do you mean?
Vulion points off at a clumped part of the enemies army. That is their artillary, and it's almost set up. This building won't be here in 3 minutes.
How did this happen?
I don't know... The two stare as the machines in the distance start to rotate and point in their direction. Vulion tenses while EleventhHour closes her eyes.
Just then, a brilliant flash of Blue Light strikes where the artillary was. A blast of bluish vapor erupts from the impact and Vulion see's that where the artillary was, nothing but red, yellow, and white hot rock and metal was in it's place. What the-?
EleventhHour opens her eye's. What happened?
Vulion turns to look out into the ocean. What he see's in the thick marine layer is the outline of a what looked like a Gigantic Battleship. He would've missed it if it weren't for the fact that the same blue light was appearing in the front section of the ship. Almost immediately, more smaller ships were emerging from the marine layer as the battleship fired the blue light again at another cluster of enemy troops, vaporizing all in the blast radius. It seems that maybe all isn't over just yet...
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'We have a confirmed report that the majority of the enemies artillary and SAM's have been destroyed.'
Silverraptor was sitting in the command station of the Battleship. Holographic displays of the geographic area were displayed with accurate units on the field. His right hand was hovering in mid-air, yet there was a Holographic Light blue orb that enclosed around it. As he moved his fingers in determined motions, the orb would change the designs around it and the maps and functions would change. Pretty much, this was his mouse to a computer.
Good. That will make this easier. Deploy the Satocopters.
'Deploying now.' From each of the 14 crusier shaped ships came a dozen helecopter shaped vehicles that took off toward the shore. From the Battle Command that he was in, 30 of these Satocopters took off.
Have the fleet continue bombarding the shore on enemy positions. I want the landing party's to get there unscathed. He was answered as the crusiers began to open fired with similar blue light and was causing destruction where ever it landed.
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Satocopter 112 was flying in tight formation with those it took off with. With it's artificial intellegence, it scanned the area of every detail. Finally, it discovered a good area to set up one of many squads that were going to be positioned throughout the city.
Breaking formation, it flew low between the 6 story high buildings, following the streets, to it's destination. Upon turning right, it saw that the open area up ahead had 5 enemy tanks in view between the buildings. It launched 5 missles quickly and they sidewinded toward their targets with grim accuracy.
The destruction of the tanks caused the troops around them to panic, running in every direction. Just then, Satocopter 112 emerged into this open area that was enough room for mobility. It swirved backwards to slow it's advance. With many clicks, the satocopter was transforming, many of the joints were moving rapidly to fit together somewhere else. What then stood in it's place was a 2-story humanoid machine. It's left arm had the propellers on it that turned freely for a few seconds. Then the spinning increased as blue electricity started erupting from the center and spread out to the tips. When it was done, a semi-transparent blue energy screen was formed around the propellers.
Then the satocopter noticed that there were 3 tanks that were head of the 5 that it destroyed. All three nearly had the muzzles of their turrets trained on it. The satocopter quickly swung his left arm around and put it between it and the tanks, just as the tanks opened fire. The explosive projectiles hit the blue screen, but only caused a ripple each on the shield. Then emerging from the shield, the satocopter thrust it's right arm forward to reveal instead of a hand, there was a energy cannon. It fired three bursts in rapid succession and all three tanks were engulfed in blue plasma fire, before erupting into an explostion of hot metal.
Then there was the sound of ricocheting off the armored body of the satocopter as the troops on the ground began to open fire. On the satocopter's legs, 4 compartments opened up. From within these compartment popped out a dozen cat sized round capsules. Upon reaching the ground, 8 metallic cords popped out and it landed on top of them. Afterwards, they started to skitter around, spider-like, toward the enemy. From on top, mini-turrets appeared and began firing in quick sequience at the enemy troops, leaving burned out holes in the armor and bodies it hit. However, the enemy learned that these things weren't bullet proof as the spider capsules started breaking apart one by one by the volley of bullets.
The satocopter pointed it's right arm cannon at a cluster of troops and fired. The plasma impacted the enemy, leaving chared bone and melted metal in it's place. The remaining enemy troops began to dive into nearby buildings to avoid the copter fire. The satocopter had orders to not open fire at buildings. It instead sent an update report on what transpired.
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'Our skirmish forces are announcing that they have successfully established cleared zones.'
Hmmm... Silverraptor survay's the holographic map. The battle was going better then expected. So far, none of the satocopters were lost in the first strike.
'Multiple Satocopters are reporting that enemy troops are holed out in numerous buildings. They are unable to get them due to your order on not firing at buildings and they are nearly depleted on spiders.'
Very well. Then this will change our strategy somewhat. We can actually begin assulting the enemy then establish a full defense perimeter. Launch pods to all satocopters who request them.
'Launching now.' And a seires of large objects are propelled from the ships and arc in mid-air, leaving a streak of smoke behind them.
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Satocopter 112 turned it's ocular lens up to see 4 projectiles arcing towards the clearing. It positioned itself appropriately to avoid any colliding with it. Each pod land with a land crunch as the ground under them dented under the impact. Then with a snap, hatches popped off and emerged ten high-armored soldier machines from each pod. Each machine had visors where there was suppose to be faces and each carried a specific weapon. 5 troops carried energy automatics, 3 had heavier versions, and 2 had high explosive launching devices.
The Metallics quickly rushed toward the doors and openings of the nearby buildings. Ricocheting sparks appeared on their armor, but they had no effect as the metallics fired their energy weapons into the buildings. Then an RPG soared out one of the windows and destroyed one of the metallics. Soon, the last bit of soldiers started using grenades and other explosive devices, destroying 2 more and damaging another, before the last enemy soldier was silenced.
Satocopter relayed the report back to the Battle Command.
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'Reports are coming in that enemy forces have been neutralized in the first strike areas. Apparently, troop loss has been minimal.'
Excellent! This is definitely going our way. He looks out on the battlefield wondering why it was so easy. Then the answer came to him! Of course! I don't exist here that's why!
'What's that, sir?'
'The battle is going our way because I don't exist in this universe to begin with since I was assassinated. Therefore, all my technology hasn't been seen before in this world. That's why the Moral Justifiers are having trouble repelling our forces.
'Yes. It seems that that is indeed correct. Landing forces are nearly at the shore.'
Tell them to forget the order of establish a full defensive perimeter. Tell them to meet up with the first strike postions and advance on the front. It's time to repel the Moral Justifiers from this city once and for all!
Ah, man. This scene seemed shorter in my head. But I forgot that explaining something is 4 times longer then visualizing it. So I guess the battle will be put into sections. The next section of the battle will be part 4, so stay tuned.Last edited by Silverraptor; 2009-10-12 at 02:08 PM.
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2009-10-12, 01:58 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
*hides under the desk*
Alright. So... the artillery exploded. But... ya'know. There's probably other people out there. ...if they don't get killed by the drop-pod type things...Spoiler
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2009-10-12, 02:04 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 12:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
DOWN WITH CRACK SHIPPING!!! Fight to the last man and woman! Protect the sanctity of reason and logic!
Fight on my brothers and sisters! FIGHT ON!!!
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2009-10-13, 12:57 PM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-13, 01:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
My blog, if you are interested in my rambling.
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2009-10-13, 01:29 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
That's all really nice guys, but right now you're at war with the Moral Justifiers.
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2009-10-13, 01:31 PM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-13, 01:32 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 01:44 PM (ISO 8601)
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2009-10-13, 01:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 01:48 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
We have ways of...motivating...people...
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2009-10-13, 01:49 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 01:59 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
Actually, I don't remember...been out of the game too long, you see. But I remember the olden days, way back when, long long ago...ah yes, those were the days...I think...I forget, you see, but not like back then, the olden days, long long ago...ah yes, I remember it like it was yesterday...
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2009-10-13, 02:00 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 02:01 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
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2009-10-13, 02:02 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.
They convince you with 'aggressive cuddling' and chainsaws.
Not nessecarily in that order.Spoiler
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2009-10-13, 02:03 PM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.