Frank Riggio - Walk Under A Thundery Sky
Storm Coming
Cock my rocket launcher and open fire on the massive bird. As I do that, attempt to increase the size of my wings. If I succeed, immediately begin moving backwards, reloading my rocket launcher and firing again when possible.
Once again, you can't seem to be able to focus enough to use your ability. Shooting takes up most of your attention.
... Shoot this bird out of the sky.
Saevus takes a look at John squirming on the ground in pain and nods approvingly. He then briefly considers the idea of pointing out that he's not human to Nick.
Get to the car! Fire it at the bird! Then fire my rebar spear at it! Fire everything!
Shoot an air-burst frag grenade at it! As many as he remains in targeting range!
The entire team turns their heads and any weapons in their disposal skywards, opening fire on the dark form of the diving bird-titan.
Ron attempts to use his giant gun, however he accidentally applies too much pressure to it, causing the casing to crack, the trigger to crumble and the gun to emit an alarming beeping noise, its display flashing
Err.
John attempts to hit Nick with a couple of gigantic grenades, however they both miss, exploding way behind their target into fireballs hidden by the clouds.
Saevus manages to run quickly enough to reach a car in time and shoot it at the bird, before launching his spear at it. While both items hit, they fail to hurt their opponent in any way, they merely inconvenience him as he attempts to dodge. Granted, they were but glancing blows, but even those should had caused some harm. This creature must be tougher than it looks.
Fortunately, his distraction is enough for Rune to land a perfect hit with his rocket launcher, hitting the creature on the front of its left wing, taking a large chunk out of it, adding a sizeable splatter of blood to the falling water.
<Oh, that had to hurt.>Unbalanced and in pain by the strike, Nick attempts to level himself and gain altitude. However, his momentum is too great and before he can manage to do so, he hits the ground with a loud thud, carving a small ditch into the concrete. The veil of darkness that follows him quickly obscures the scene. It spreads and falls lower, seemingly on its own accord, until it has covered everything.
As he was passing overhead, John noticed that their opponent's torso is also hurt and bleeding close to his legs, probably hit by Ron's previous attack. Even though he is concealing it with his dark clouds, John can see the heat and energy escaping through it much more easily with the help of his new prosthetics.
And he can also keep track of their opponent through the obscuring clouds, although its hard. As he watches, his feathers seem to open up, releasing small tendrils full of energy. He straightens himself and, keeping his wings open, he begins silently floating away without moving them, trying to make his way to one of those large buildings.
The rest of the team however can't see shit, the combination of heavy rain and dark mist making it almost impossible to see.
Storm Coming - George
George clutched his head as bitter anger sparked inside his mind. Ugh, enough! I am sick of hearing voices in my head! Shut up! Shut up!! SHUT UP!!
Intensely think the words "Shut up" in an attempt to silence the voices.
(Since I'm just waiting in the house anyway, I thought I'd try to get George to accidentally discover that he can communicate telepathically. We have interfaces for this mission, right? I don't recall anyone telling him that he could use it to communicate)
https://youtu.be/AgsEdU4l8XQOh, hey, your teammates brought that thing down! ...and then they disappeared inside a dark cloud... that is quickly spreading towards you.
Campaign
nothing to do, release my little flame and go to sleep until the storm dies out.
You decide that since Alan is not in here, you don't need to keep the night light on. You curl up and let yourself drift to sleep.
In your dreams there is a giant twisted dark cloud flying above you, chasing you, diving down from the shadows to catch you. There is an orange orb of swirly fire by your side, helping you, leading the way and leaving a glowing trail behind it, showing you a safe passage. You follow it into a twisty cavern with strangely rectangular walls. You reach an obstacle, so you let it pierce your heart with its fiery tentacles, merging with you, becoming part of you and allowing you to fly. You continue moving through the cavern until you reach a group of stone stalls filled with fire and water. The darkness follows you, until it is stopped by a wall of water, a gate made out of a waterfall. But you know it won't stop it for long. You ask the orb where the other is, but it says there never was any other. And yet you remember someone else being with you in your journey.
((Feel free to wake up whenever you want.))
Let's dream about the nightmarish biomechanical spider.
((I had a dream about being hunted by nightmarish biomechanical spiders once. It was terrifying.))
In your dreams, you run through the destruction, through the derelicts of civilisation. You don't know how, but you survived the end, even though your car was flipped around and skewered by a giant I-beam, everyone around you burnt and evaporated, turned into a shadow. Now you just run, trying to hide from what came after the end. Maybe this isn't really real. Maybe you died and being alone and chased is your purgatory. The harsh white lights appear, tracking you. They came for you again. You run and stumble and fall and roll. You think this is it, you are about to resign, when you see it. An orange orb of light. Warm light. The fire that came in the sky. Without fear, you approach it, pick it up, make its warmth part of you. And then you turn around to face them. You are not afraid. You have been chased enough. Whatever happens, this ends now, one way or another. The creature stops, looking you with its lights, raising its legs toward you in apprehension. Your fire is brighter.
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Alexiuss.
Sleep soundly. That or try to fit through the tunnel into the tent if I can't.
You are trapped, so you have no choice but to sleep as comfortably as you can in the cold howling winds outside. Not that you mind that much.
Campaign, Ike!
Bravely take second or third watch if I can be arsed to wake up or Theri/Irine need sleep and wake me up.
I assume you are capable enough to manage watches.
The storm rages on outside for a few hours, accompanied by occasional booms of thunder or strange thumps and whistles that make the air and ground shudder. A small bulge forms on the side of the tent the wind hits. But the tent holds and nothing horrible happens to you. Eventually the wind starts dying down into something more bearable, the noise outside becoming less loud until it almost stops, signs that the dangerous part of the storm has probably passed.
OOC((Well, damn. Did the explosion kill anything besides me?))
Yep. Lots of things, actually. Almost completed the mission right then and there, just needed to roll a bit higher.
Fun fact: If it weren't for your character's actions, the explosion would have never happened. You took out 2 of the 4 that could had stopped it.
((That sounds good. I still want it to pop on would-have-been death though.))
What do you mean pop? Because I might have misunderstood something.
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