Sunday update, because why not?
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((Because I realized that the only real option I gave you in the last update was to open a door, and that's pretty boring.))
An old man in old camouflage clothing opens the door and puts a bowl of food near the dog. He looks over to you.
"Eh? What are you doing on my front lawn, city boy?"Sneak behind the cultist with the axe and attack him with the sword.
[2] You try and sneak up on the cultist, but the guy is so panicked that he whirls around at the slightest sound. He grabs his axe in both hands and charges at you, screaming incoherently. Cultist [1] vs you [6->1] Channeling your inner Miyamoto Musashi, you just sidestep his clumsy swing. You then grab your sword with both and swing it at his head. You do this with the blunt side of the blade. The sword shatters, shards of blood crystal digging into the cultist's flesh. The guy is most certainly dead, but the sword is ruined. The handle and shards melt away into red goo.
You head back upstairs. The guy is looking out the window as you enter.
"Such a wretched place, your world. It looks beautiful on the surface, but deep below it is no different than anywhere else in the verse. Now that those who anchor me here are gone, I do believe I'll head back to my sanctuary. But first, I do believe I made a promise." He turns around and looks you in the eyes. The dark eyeholes of the mask seem to look straight through you. He holds his hand out again, and you feel a searing pain on your wrist. Looking at it, you see a mark burned into the flesh. A circle with a cross through it.
"Break the cycle and ascend above your nature. Hail, blood knight of Kel'Gorroth." The guy dissapears in a cloud of red mist. Looking at the mark again, you feel different. You are acutely aware of the blood in room around you and the blood coursing through your veins. It feels very alive and filled with power.
Head for the dance club, I'll show everyone my awesome moves
You grab one of the humvees from the hangar and head out to the club. You arrive there pretty soon after. All you can see from the outside is a about 6 people standing in a line, looking at the entrance. They seem to be dressed as old timey british grenadiers. There's a guy behind them, wearing dirty overalls. He's shouting orders at the line.
Carefully, get to the stairway.
You carefully make your way over to the stairway. You peek around the corner of the ruined door. Two grenadiers are laying on the floor, while the guy you shot at earlier is near the top of the stairs, checking out the bodies.
Grab the disembodied arm. Reload the FN FAL and pull out my revolvers. Walk up the stairs, keeping vigilant at all times and loot the corpses of the dead criminals.
You grab the arm. It flops around and isn't as heavy as you would have expected. It's also devoid of any blood. The stairway is pretty dark though, so you can't make out anything. You change the mag of your FAL with one of the two backup mags, sling it back onto your back and pull out the two revolvers from their holsters. You creep up to the top of the stairs, stopping at the bodies. With the outside light shining in you can make out more details. You inspect the bulletholes, but there doesn't seem to be any blood. You touch one of the dead grenadiers and get a splinter in your finger. They're made out of wood! The only things of value they've got are battered Lee-Enfield rifles and a spare stripper clip of bullets.
You crawl up a few steps higher and peek out over the ground. You can see a line of six grenadiers standing at attention, looking at the door.
"Dont worry, i understand what you mean.
wears sunglasses
"I will go fight these kids. You know i hate people who believe they are important and start giving orders around!
Just tell me where i need to go."
((Also it would be cool if you just send me in the place in the next update, since those happen every three days))
((Sure thing. You can always just put "go there immediately" in your action. And remember, just because an exposition fairy walks up to you and starts talking doesn't mean you can't punch them in their stupid face.))
You put on your sunglasses and make your way to the karate club that Jessy goes to on the day of their little tournament. She's waiting for you just outside and brings you to the mat. Three guys in dark red spandex suits are waiting.
"What, you're the guy we've got to beat? Shit, this'll be over real soon. I won't even use a weapon. Come on, big guy, let's go."He walks onto the mat, hopping from foot to foot.
((Hey Pancaek, you got room for one more?))
Sure thing, you can pm me your character and some extra info and I'll add you in next turn.))
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