I leave for one class and it's become nothing but highly fatal slapstick. Awesome.
Ok so basically here's how things like this work. When we have two or more people all trying to do things like, say, murder each other, I use dex rolls to decide. Just thought I'd explain that since there are going to be a lot of rolls here.
Looks at the robot curiously then taps a button on the tablet and triggers Bishops shocker then looks at the robot with some interest before walking off towards the armory
I warned you.
Sic Jim on his punk ass.
(Since you appear to be attempting to troll I have little problem with assisting Zako.)
Jim blocked Cloud's path. Without saying anything 'the robot' stabbed him, took his tablet, crushed it to powder between his hands, cleaned the blood on the man's suit, and walked away.
(( Uhm how am i trolling? I was going to the armory and he stopped me for no reason? ))
Spot's the robot move and swiftly taps another key to over ride its systems and disable all electronic systems
((Editing actions eh? Well, I know how to counter that!))
While he's trying to disable Jim, rush him and beat him up!
[Bishop dex:5]
[Jim dex:6]
[Cloud dex:1]
[Bishop dex:2]
[Jim dex:5+1]
[cloud dex:2]
[Jim str:2+1]
[cloud end:5]
Cloud attempts to type something on his datapad but Bishop and Jim don't give him the chance. He manages to clumsily avoid Bishop's punch, stumbling through a rough side step, but Jim moves with preternatural speed and grace, a blur that only solidifies once it's directly in front of Cloud. He jerks his blade forward and back like the strike of a viper, sinking the tip of his blade a few inches into Cloud's gut before stepping back. Cloud stumbles back as well, holding the bleeding hole in his stomach, but otherwise seems completely undeterred.
Dammit! Roger picks up the plates and puts some more tape on the cracked parts, and tries to attatch them again.
(( Figures.))
You wrap the pieces in a bit more tape before trying again.
[handi:1-1]
As you try to get things nice and lined up you end up cutting your finger on a slightly uneven fragment of the metal and once again drop the plates to the ground. They land with a familiar clink and the sound of further cracks forming.
Lars studies the unfolding carnage to see what he can learn from it.
You believe the moral of this story is not to fuck with the gorilla armed cyborg holding a sword.