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Post by doc on Aug 19, 2018 21:34:19 GMT -5
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Lex managed to regain control of the craft, as Powell shot them a thumbs up.
Augustus Mayerts landed next to Rex. "Need a hand?"3d6
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Post by yendorj on Aug 21, 2018 14:43:27 GMT -5
"Appreciate it. Armor's good for stopping some, just not all of it." <Another hit like that, the vest won't stop a thing.> "Back up into the thick of it."
gKu9oaKl1d20+6 Leaps into the air at his shooter, trying for a leaping punch.
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Post by Mierin on Aug 25, 2018 20:49:52 GMT -5
Vivian continues to try to clean the blood off her face and then turns to see if the others need help while Lex flies the ship.
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Post by dakota on Aug 26, 2018 20:00:53 GMT -5
Lex hesitated, then gave Powell a thumbs up in return before quickly returning both hands to the steering column. "I think I'm getting the hang of this. You okay, kiddo? You're looking a little green... well, bluish green to be exact." He smirked, he and his armor covered in blue as well.
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Post by doc on Aug 29, 2018 20:40:18 GMT -5
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Rex's flying punch sent the pilot off the craft where he also met a messy end, spraying, Rex, Mayerts and the Lady.
Powell hopped over to each craft in turn. "Alright, you guys follow my lead. And try and put on any discarded armor you can - it won't be a full disguise, but it'll work at a distance to get us into the Screaming Citadel."
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Post by yendorj on Sept 1, 2018 11:12:15 GMT -5
Lady sighs. "This...is disgusting."
Mr. Colt chuckles, "Good cover though."
Both begin to collect, and put on, discarded pieces of armor.
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Post by dakota on Sept 2, 2018 6:49:47 GMT -5
"Put... on....," Lex curled up his nose as he thought about it. He looked at Vivian without a word and began collecting the guard's blue stained armor.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 2, 2018 21:41:26 GMT -5
Vivian echoes Lady's sigh and she wrinkles her nose. "This really is disgusting." She quietly looks through the stained armour, hoping she doesn't have to wear it for very long.
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Post by doc on Sept 3, 2018 16:04:55 GMT -5
The flight lasted about an hour, but it seemed like forever under the armor you were wearing as the blood and ichor dried.
As you fly, the sky grew dark again.
"Been meaning to ask - we're not near any sun, so how does that work?" Duchess Isabella Yorkshire inquired.
"Artificially generated by the Control system in the Amber Palace....which we are coming up on." Powell answered.
You could see a sprawling city before you with towers to rival that of the Eiffel, but these were made of stone, or concrete. All of the buildings faintly glowed a familiar blue shade.
"Yes, that's blood. They paint their buildings with the blood of those who defy the Emperor." Powell stated nonchalantly.
The city extended like a spider's web out from an Amber Ziggurat at its very heart. The complex's sheer size was nearly equal to the rest of the city combined - it was like a man-made mountain reaching as high as Everest.
"And that's our target, ladies and gentlemen."
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Post by yendorj on Sept 3, 2018 16:10:47 GMT -5
"Vlad the Impaler would be humbled by such a display," mutters Colt. "The sheer amount of blood...thousands."
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Post by dakota on Sept 6, 2018 12:13:59 GMT -5
"Just how sadistic is this guy in charge?" Lex scowled. " He drains the blood of his opponents to paint buildings? That's... okay, inhuman is the wrong word, but you know what I mean."
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Post by Mierin on Sept 6, 2018 18:54:06 GMT -5
Vivian blinks at Powell's nonchalant tone. "How could you say that so casually" she asks, a bit aghast, "like you were asking for a glass of water?"
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Post by doc on Sept 7, 2018 21:42:23 GMT -5
Powell responded back. "Relak's done worse. Five years of fighting him, learning about him, has shown me what a monster really is. He wiped out civilizations for looking at him the wrong way - this entire planet survives by consuming civilizations like Christmas dinners. It isn't a nice place."
Beams of light locked onto each craft.
"Guiding beams, they'll autopilot us into the bay. Thankfully, that means we'll have 2, maybe 3 guards to deal with. Get ready."
The convoy, along with your rocket is guided towards the Amber Mountain - a section of the wall slides away, and you enter a giant hangar. As Powell predicted, there were two guards there. Augustus Mayerts took out the first one with a leaping knee to the head, while Matt threw his tomahawk with such force it cleaved the guard's skull.
"Alright, let's get this going." Powell jumped to the ground. "Gather what weapons you can, and follow my lead."
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Post by yendorj on Sept 10, 2018 0:14:35 GMT -5
"Into the breech once more," says Lady Angeline, as she and Colt gather what weapons they captured, follow readily.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 10, 2018 21:45:59 GMT -5
Vivian can't imagine what it would be like to go through so many years of such horror and feels a little bad for Powell and anyone else who've suffered on this planet. Vivian looks for any weapons she can throw easily and follows the others.
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