WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)
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"I take it that you don't intend to attack any of us then, if you don't want us to fight." I inquired of the giant. (Yes, the susanoo, not that our characters know that.)
OOC: Ah, to hell with it. If Delta has logged off for the night, then lets just say the grenade was a dud.
OOC: Ah, to hell with it. If Delta has logged off for the night, then lets just say the grenade was a dud.
Rugal had finished up Reading on this world's Kazuya and his wealth and fame in Robotics.
Ok...this I did not expect...perhaps he has a portal...
"Driver, change of plans..."
Ok...this I did not expect...perhaps he has a portal...
"Driver, change of plans..."
OOC: I don't think you'd be able to see Amaya if she was doing that. Would you? I can't tell from the animation. If he can't see her, then yes. The susanoo.
The machine from earlier was back. Swiftrunner growled as he doubted he could get close to it if it saw him coming. He prepared to dodge any attacks from the machine whilst also remaining aware of the magic user. Open conflict now would be death for the werewolf so he though he would try something he grudgingly should have used earlier....talking.
"Slaughter now would be bloody and worthless" -Snarl- "The mage clearly plans to betray us all like Zathrien did to my people back in the Brecillian forest!!"
"Mages are not to be trusted!!"
"Slaughter now would be bloody and worthless" -Snarl- "The mage clearly plans to betray us all like Zathrien did to my people back in the Brecillian forest!!"
"Mages are not to be trusted!!"
Alek knew that snarl. The Darwinist wolf was back. He was about to fire the main cannon at it, but stopped. Amaya was still in that giant... whatever-it-was, and was likely to respond to any fighting badly. Especially for those involved. He decided to wait it out. Now then, what was it saying?
I glanced at the source of the growling voice, then did a double-take.
"A werewolf? Seriously? Christ, as if I didn't fight enough hundreds of mythical undead in my own universe." I cautiously edged away from the creature, keeping a hand on the hilt of my kukri.
"A werewolf? Seriously? Christ, as if I didn't fight enough hundreds of mythical undead in my own universe." I cautiously edged away from the creature, keeping a hand on the hilt of my kukri.
"Are you responsible for pulling my ship here?" Urai said threateningly, raising his blades. "You sure are acting like the one in charge."
Swiftrunner had expected everyone to share his distrust of magic users but it seems it was not so.
"What blood magic do you use to conjure such a demon" a raised claw indicated towards the Giant red shape.
"What good will talk do if you were-snarl- to kill us all whilst our guard is down" Another growl punctuated his statement and his eyes remained fixed on the the young girl but his temper remained calm and he would not give to battle not until he knew what the girl was.
"What blood magic do you use to conjure such a demon" a raised claw indicated towards the Giant red shape.
"What good will talk do if you were-snarl- to kill us all whilst our guard is down" Another growl punctuated his statement and his eyes remained fixed on the the young girl but his temper remained calm and he would not give to battle not until he knew what the girl was.
As the giant disappeared revealing the young woman controlling it, I removed my gas mask again and nodded a greeting.
"My apologies ma'am." I said, somewhat sarcastically. " But when you've spent 3 years fighting for your life at every moment, risking an unspeakable death or worse if you let your guard down, forced to defend yourself with whatever you can find rather than with God-like powers, fighting tends to become something of an innate instinct. Still, if everyone else can suppress the urge to disembowel me I guess I can do the same." I holstered my revolver, but stayed tense and alert.
"you're making me very nervous with those artillery guns pointed at us by the way." I said, addressing the giant war machine. (stormwalker)
"My apologies ma'am." I said, somewhat sarcastically. " But when you've spent 3 years fighting for your life at every moment, risking an unspeakable death or worse if you let your guard down, forced to defend yourself with whatever you can find rather than with God-like powers, fighting tends to become something of an innate instinct. Still, if everyone else can suppress the urge to disembowel me I guess I can do the same." I holstered my revolver, but stayed tense and alert.
"you're making me very nervous with those artillery guns pointed at us by the way." I said, addressing the giant war machine. (stormwalker)
"I am here like the rest of you. Out of place so to speak. Behind me is my susanoo, my guardian deity." She said, a small trail of blood trickling from the inner corners of both eyes began. She stared at the warewolf.
"Tell me what good it is to waste effort killing something when you can create allies?" she asked in responce. Then she turned to The Survivor who just spoke. "These eyes are a blessing and a curse, i may have them, giving me my abilities, but half of the known world is trying to kill me for my them."
"Tell me what good it is to waste effort killing something when you can create allies?" she asked in responce. Then she turned to The Survivor who just spoke. "These eyes are a blessing and a curse, i may have them, giving me my abilities, but half of the known world is trying to kill me for my them."