2nd place, hitting the target 2.5 times
. Only 4 groups out of ~15ish actually hit the target, sadly. Some couldn't even get the water balloon to move forward.
Also, our trebuchet fell on me.
Roll 77"One moment. Varron, lower me down once I get back." said
Zakroff, heading back for his drone first.
Amatin removed the back cover of his new repeater's drum, looking at the bullets inside. He pulled one out of its slot and examined it.
"These are pistol rounds!"He reminded himself about the concussive pistols his party had acquired before, and remembered that Milia had the pistols in one of her cloak's many, many pockets. He asked for them as he neared the bottom, and began filtering the rounds out of the magazines as he climbed down the stairs, depositing them in a bag and clipping it to his belt.
[5] Zakroff returned, having set his drone to fire at will after configuring a small controller to deactivate the mechanism once the group got out. He also placed his gatling turret on the underside of the first set of stairs, ready to fire on anyone nearby other than Zakroff.
...
Varron picked up the team and carried everyone down through the gap in the cavern. Nothing happened... yet.
The cavern itself was different from the one before, and looked nothing like what was normally supposed to be on the planet. The cavern itself was natural, and structured just like the caves that the group had entered through. However, the floor and walls were covered with closely-packed purple and green crystals, each tip rising out about a centimeter from the apparent surface. The ceiling hosted larger crystals, formed like stalactites, also covered in smaller crystals, with both colors appearing on the same stalactite.
The crystals fluoresced in the sunlight, but did not provide any light to continue on with. The entire cavern was sloped downward and, judging from echoes, was likely just a narrow path.
On the upward route, the group noticed some jagged rock, arranged like rubble, but still covered in crystals.
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Jaffar snatched two sonic amplifiers off the rack. They were cylindrical shells with a rubberish stopper on each end. He checked them out at the counter and took out his mace, making his way over to a table and removing the cap screw. He removed the top and examined the system of material rods that transmitted the sound waves into the mace head.
Having modified maces before, he knew exactly what to do. He took a bolt cutter from the utility shelf and snipped a gap in each of the four transmission rods. Then, he soldered the amplifiers in between the gap he had cut, and linked the wires to the switchbox.
He put the mace back together and swung it--it definitely hurt his hand more than before.
...
Kayle headed out, not finding anything to suit her interests. She instead looked around for some freelancer-looking people that would take exotic merchandise. Perhaps, at least, they could show her to some kind of black market in the building.
She walked down to a short man in a dark cloak, thinking that he looked sinister enough.
[4]
"Why yes, we have a place where you can sell stuff..." he had a light borderland accent... probably a junker, though not Polarian. This one more likely hailed from Aroth-Centauri space.
He directed her back into the shop area, into the Cyrian Arms store. There was a door in the back of the shop, behind the counter.
"Tell the cashier that you'd like to report a missing item.""Just a missing item?""Yes, she is with us."Kayle nodded, and walked up to the cashier. The cashier smiled, seeing her again, and asked, "What can I do for you again?"
[6-1=5]
"I'd like to report a missing item," said Kayle, surprisingly confident in her abilities.
The cashier replied, "Alright, just head back here and we'll talk to management about it, alright?"
She sounded completely normal. Kayle wasn't sure if that man wasn't just trying to embarrass her or worse, get her arrested.
Then she went through the door, which led into a hallway with two curtains. She and the cashier walked through to a downward stairwell, leading into a large underground chamber with stalls, tables, and a single stage on which obscure traditional nomad music was played and items were auctioned. The item currently being sold happened to be a large, oversized taser of sorts. The current bid was 4400 credits.
Kayle walked over to one of the stalls, labelled "Buy and Sell". There stood a man in a suit with a pair of dark sunglasses.
"Hi there," began Kayle, in an attempt at a friendly tone of voice.
"How much is this worth?"She took out the cleaver and dropped it on the table.
"A lot," replied the man, monotonously.
"I suppose, I could sell it for about a thousand, so what about... 700?"(You are free to argue, barter, fight, etc)
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Aduin waited in the bar for Jog to return. He had gone to some different sector of the compound to work on the machete. Since the Jog Cutters clan was mentally linked, they could exchange thoughts and amalgamate them into a sort of thinking machine. It worked far more efficiently than regular human collaboration, so they could finish jobs in record times.
*1 hour later*
Jog returned with a large bag tethered to his back, and another around his waist.
"Here it is, it took a little longer than I thought, because the material is very hard, but chips in irregular shapes. It was very hard to make, but the performance should be worth it."...
Caplus put together a quick spell:
[6] [6] [2]
Electric Ice Spikes (5/5)...
You may request menus for any of these. Just not all of them.
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Reizer Weapons Division-
Potshot: Rifles and More-
Cyrian Arms Exports-
Freelance Gunsmiths-
Reizer Armor Division-
Anvil Forge-
Amorphous Hardworks-
Pheonix Engineering (Polarian conglomerate that sells lots of military stuff)
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Reizer Electronics[/quote]
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