RE: Cloudsea - The Chronicle of Alice Van Vaugen
07-12-2017, 12:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-12-2017, 12:34 PM by NotABear.)
The Universe speaks in whispers. Alice searched the nearby trees for sign of Qhen, and let out an internal sigh of relief when Qhen picked themselves up, muttering vulgarities loudly to themselves.
She went over the information she had. She didn't know what would happen when Qhen ran out of blood- which was a phrase that instantly made her slightly afraid of the fact that she was probably going to find out. Viss was probably doing the best out of ALL of them, and she only had a basic understanding of Viss' abilities.
She wanted this. She wanted an 'interesting' life. Of course it wasn't that easy. At this rate though, the 'legendary saga' was going to be a short story about how some idiots got themselves killed by some weird mechanical monsters buried deep in an island for who knows how long.
You know what? She's fine with this, for now. She isn't sure if she really wants to be 'legendary' though. Legends are for people who know what they're doing. Or at least are better at pretending like they know. Alice put a plan together.
. . . Done! Okay.
Viss and Qhen looked at each other... and back to Alice. They nodded, and turned away. Qhen began to weave threads of blood into the palms of their hands, their cloak turning into little more than just a hood at this point. . .
Alice quietly fiddled with one of her gunshells while she waited for Qhen and Viss to make their move...
BATTLE-ROUND ----=====/\/\/-START!->>>>
Alice went over everything in her head, over and over again. This SHOULD work. She chambered her modified shell, discarding the shell she cannibalized to make the first one. It dissolved into smoke behind her, and she brought her gun up, aiming... at the ChoirStage.
- Alice uses Slight of Shell Level 2 -
- Alice takes [FIRE] from a Flame Shell and places it inside a Flash Shell. . . -
- Alice aims, and waits. . . -
Qhen was now running at the choirbeast, screaming at it, as they hefted a large two handed sword. . . The choirbeast shifted it's weight, and brought the scavenged club back, swinging for Qhen- The two of them met weapon-to-weapon, the sword cutting through the end of the leg-club and splitting it as Qhen kept moving, the hood splitting away into threads before dissolving on the wind. When the sword hit the choirbeast's hands, Qhen twisted and pulled straight up, cleanly removing the head of the choirbeast- the sword twisted again, and came straight down on it's neck stump, bisecting the beast- twist, and strike and twist and strikeandtwist and-
- Qhen channels the Thread of Life, unraveling, measuring and... cutting! -
- Qhen's Free-Form: BLOODLUST maximizes their power, draining anything left of their energy. . . -
- Qhen lets loose with their Bloodsteel Blade, and DECIMATES the choirbeast! -
While the choirbeast exploded outwards in all directions as it's pieces were strewn about, trailing green fluid, Qhen raised their blade to make another strike, and slumped. The blade melted in their hands, leaving a large patch of blood on the ground as their skin and clothes faded back into view. . .
Viss- well, spat up a cloud of webbing, the material flying out and striking Qhen hard, actually causing them to fall over faster. Viss wrapped her hands around the end of the webbing before it finished coming out of her mouth, and began to haul as hard as she could, dragging Qhen down and into the grass, pulling quickly to move them clear. Good. Alice was so far pleased with how everything was going. . .
- Qhen's Free-Form has ended, and the additional costs they had accrued have taken their toll on Qhen's body. . . -
- Viss uses Alchemical Art: Breath of the Chimera: Webweaver! -
Now for the hard part. And the painful part. Alice brought her gun up to aim at the ChoirConductor, which was focusing on her, it's mouth opening up, revealing a horrible maw full of teeth... or... sawblades? Alice could not tell from here, and was not about to find out. She fired - and missed. The ChoirConductor, anyway.
The shot, burning brightly, began to trail sparks as it arced down and hit the ChoirStage, exploding into a shower of light and sparks and a brightly burning fire- which the Brasstack took for a signal and promptly fired upon! Shot rained down again, cracking open the ChoirStage. . .
A bright beam of light lanced out from the ChoirConductor's mouth, and Alice fell to the side. She could feel the burning sensation, and hoped she had enough energy to finish the job. She began to focus, and time began to slow down. Her other arm wriggled free of the sling, and she could feel her body being very angry at her as she took the gun in her now free hand. She could see the airship making a sharp bank, turning heavily to expose it's other side. . .
- Alice fired the Signal Flare! -
- The Brasstack fires both of it's broadside cannons, loaded with handfuls of shot. . . -
- ChoirConductor uses piercing beam! Alice is hit! -
- Alice begins to consume Morale and Health as she takes herself partway into the voidspace. . . -
Alice could see Viss, hauling Qhen out of the sporadic firing pattern of the Brasstack, up onto some rocks. Another beam lanced out and narrowly missed Alice. She thought back to some things that Empty and her had talked about. What happens if she dies here? Can Empty prevent that? Will it? She loaded a regular shell. Another beam began to build up in the head's mouth.
So she fired. Every time she pulled the trigger, she manipulated the voidspace to reload the gun for her, and so she kept firing. . .
- ChoirConductor uses piercing beam! It misses! -
- Alice uses voidskill: auto-fire! Ten Hits! ChoirConductor is destroyed! -
The puff of fire up in the sky assured Alice that she had hit her target at least a couple times. By now, the Brasstack had come about and promptly fired it's other broadside on the ChoirStage. . .
ALICE> -4/10 Health - 0/15 Morale - 0/20 Ammo - UNCONSCIOUS
QHEN> 5/25 Health - 0/10 Morale - UNCONSCIOUS
VISS> 5/30 Health - 5/30 Morale - 30/30 Create
But Alice just assumed that would happen. She was unconscious now. She really was making a habit of this. What was she going to dream of this time? She really hoped it was something nice.
Also if you wanted to ask Empty more questions, now is probably a good time.
She went over the information she had. She didn't know what would happen when Qhen ran out of blood- which was a phrase that instantly made her slightly afraid of the fact that she was probably going to find out. Viss was probably doing the best out of ALL of them, and she only had a basic understanding of Viss' abilities.
She wanted this. She wanted an 'interesting' life. Of course it wasn't that easy. At this rate though, the 'legendary saga' was going to be a short story about how some idiots got themselves killed by some weird mechanical monsters buried deep in an island for who knows how long.
You know what? She's fine with this, for now. She isn't sure if she really wants to be 'legendary' though. Legends are for people who know what they're doing. Or at least are better at pretending like they know. Alice put a plan together.
. . . Done! Okay.
BATTLE-ROUND ----=====/\/\/-START!->>>>
Alice went over everything in her head, over and over again. This SHOULD work. She chambered her modified shell, discarding the shell she cannibalized to make the first one. It dissolved into smoke behind her, and she brought her gun up, aiming... at the ChoirStage.
- Alice uses Slight of Shell Level 2 -
- Alice takes [FIRE] from a Flame Shell and places it inside a Flash Shell. . . -
- Alice aims, and waits. . . -
Qhen was now running at the choirbeast, screaming at it, as they hefted a large two handed sword. . . The choirbeast shifted it's weight, and brought the scavenged club back, swinging for Qhen- The two of them met weapon-to-weapon, the sword cutting through the end of the leg-club and splitting it as Qhen kept moving, the hood splitting away into threads before dissolving on the wind. When the sword hit the choirbeast's hands, Qhen twisted and pulled straight up, cleanly removing the head of the choirbeast- the sword twisted again, and came straight down on it's neck stump, bisecting the beast- twist, and strike and twist and strikeandtwist and-
- Qhen channels the Thread of Life, unraveling, measuring and... cutting! -
- Qhen's Free-Form: BLOODLUST maximizes their power, draining anything left of their energy. . . -
- Qhen lets loose with their Bloodsteel Blade, and DECIMATES the choirbeast! -
While the choirbeast exploded outwards in all directions as it's pieces were strewn about, trailing green fluid, Qhen raised their blade to make another strike, and slumped. The blade melted in their hands, leaving a large patch of blood on the ground as their skin and clothes faded back into view. . .
Viss- well, spat up a cloud of webbing, the material flying out and striking Qhen hard, actually causing them to fall over faster. Viss wrapped her hands around the end of the webbing before it finished coming out of her mouth, and began to haul as hard as she could, dragging Qhen down and into the grass, pulling quickly to move them clear. Good. Alice was so far pleased with how everything was going. . .
- Qhen's Free-Form has ended, and the additional costs they had accrued have taken their toll on Qhen's body. . . -
- Viss uses Alchemical Art: Breath of the Chimera: Webweaver! -
Now for the hard part. And the painful part. Alice brought her gun up to aim at the ChoirConductor, which was focusing on her, it's mouth opening up, revealing a horrible maw full of teeth... or... sawblades? Alice could not tell from here, and was not about to find out. She fired - and missed. The ChoirConductor, anyway.
The shot, burning brightly, began to trail sparks as it arced down and hit the ChoirStage, exploding into a shower of light and sparks and a brightly burning fire- which the Brasstack took for a signal and promptly fired upon! Shot rained down again, cracking open the ChoirStage. . .
A bright beam of light lanced out from the ChoirConductor's mouth, and Alice fell to the side. She could feel the burning sensation, and hoped she had enough energy to finish the job. She began to focus, and time began to slow down. Her other arm wriggled free of the sling, and she could feel her body being very angry at her as she took the gun in her now free hand. She could see the airship making a sharp bank, turning heavily to expose it's other side. . .
- Alice fired the Signal Flare! -
- The Brasstack fires both of it's broadside cannons, loaded with handfuls of shot. . . -
- ChoirConductor uses piercing beam! Alice is hit! -
- Alice begins to consume Morale and Health as she takes herself partway into the voidspace. . . -
Alice could see Viss, hauling Qhen out of the sporadic firing pattern of the Brasstack, up onto some rocks. Another beam lanced out and narrowly missed Alice. She thought back to some things that Empty and her had talked about. What happens if she dies here? Can Empty prevent that? Will it? She loaded a regular shell. Another beam began to build up in the head's mouth.
So she fired. Every time she pulled the trigger, she manipulated the voidspace to reload the gun for her, and so she kept firing. . .
- ChoirConductor uses piercing beam! It misses! -
- Alice uses voidskill: auto-fire! Ten Hits! ChoirConductor is destroyed! -
The puff of fire up in the sky assured Alice that she had hit her target at least a couple times. By now, the Brasstack had come about and promptly fired it's other broadside on the ChoirStage. . .
ALICE> -4/10 Health - 0/15 Morale - 0/20 Ammo - UNCONSCIOUS
QHEN> 5/25 Health - 0/10 Morale - UNCONSCIOUS
VISS> 5/30 Health - 5/30 Morale - 30/30 Create
But Alice just assumed that would happen. She was unconscious now. She really was making a habit of this. What was she going to dream of this time? She really hoped it was something nice.
Also if you wanted to ask Empty more questions, now is probably a good time.