We Are Our Avatars V (Closed)

[Random berk]

Jensen nodded slightly at the strange man. He looked strangely out of place on the carrier, despite its location.
"Hey." He said briefly, not sure how to react to the man. Turning back to the console, he noticed a small icon in the corner of the screen similar to the open disc drive command that he knew and brought the cursor down to it. He was completely unprepared fro the result however, when instead of opening a disc slot on the console, an entire section of wall off to his right retracted and then slid to one side. Skirting over to it, he looked in and saw that it had opened up a fairly large, empty chamber with blank white walls.
"Now what the hell is this?" He wondered out loud.

 

[Furioso]

OoC: @trty, well, not human is good enough for my purposes

Valvatorez pondered what Dazzle said "Perhaps, though we've only been in a few fights."

Fenrich chuckled at Royce's stammering Pathetic... he's lucky my Lord hasn't tried to frighten him he thought

 

[Drakmorg]

Rozalin looked up from her book as Blondie addressed her, her demeanor seeming to soften a slight bit. "Oh yes, much better. My head hurt like sin for a while after I woke up though, but that's in the past now. I...appreciate your assistance from last night." Now looking up from her book, she noticed what Jensen had done to the room. "I must say that I agree with your sentiment." She said to Jensen.

 

[Outisakanobody]

Blondie watched Adam as he did his stuff.

Royce just rubbed his hands.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"That'll happen, and it was no trouble." Blondie said to Roz. "You don't strike me as a heavy drinker." he continued, talking rather well around his cigarillo.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Fuck it, hit the address bar by mistake.

Jensen stepped back from the entrance to the blank room, then glanced at the console, an idea forming in his head. Hurrying back to it, he scrolled through the history list to a series of simple shooting gallery configurations. Stopping on one with a series of building facades that had targets in the windows on all sides and at different angles, he went back to the room and stepped inside. Immediately the walls appeared to shrink away, suddenly leaving him in the gallery from the screen. It appeared much larger than the room that it had replaced, and as this happened, his pistol and machine pistol sparked and then began to emanate a faint haze. He stared around in amazement, then back to the entrance. The doorway stood like a hole in space, and he could see Roz lying on the couch with the stranger standing behind it.
"Whoa. I've got to show this to the others at some point." He said to himself.

 

[Drakmorg]

"I'm not. That was the first, and last, time that I ever allowed myself to enter that state. I will simply have to be much more careful about what I consume around here." Rozalin replied to Blondie. She looked back over at what Jensen was doing and went wide eyed with amazement. "How is such a thing even possible?" She muttered to herself as she shut her book, stood up, and walked over closer to the white walled room used to be to examine the occurrence more closely.
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Yukimaru was still just silently observing the small captive.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Mmm. Maybe just try smaller quantities." Blondie said to Roz. As she got up, he followed her and looked into the room, squinting in confusion and interest.

"Uh...hi." Royce said to Yuki.

 

[Random berk]

Jensen glanced around the gallery as Roz and the stranger approached the room. (which had taken on the appearance of a spaceport, but one with obvious similarities to an Old West town in its layout and construction.)
"Now this is something, huh?" He remarked as they entered. As he spoke, he stroked his pistol, and suddenly a range of targets popped up in the windows and doors, 2-dimensional figures of men armed with a range of guns, translucent and glowing a faint blue colour. "I've never seen an entertainment system like this before." Drawing his pistol in a single quick movement, Jensen fired a shot straight through the head of a figure 30 yards away, causing it to shatter into glasslike fragments, which then faded out of sight. The scenery was unharmed by the bullet.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"A virtual shooting range...Interesting." Blondie commented.

 

[Random berk]

"More than interesting, I'd say. That console out there must have had hundreds of settings on it." Jensen replied to the man, and fired of three more rounds before the targets dropped out of sight to reveal more in the other windows. Each shot struck a head or throat, and although the targets were utterly shattered, the suppressor on his weapon kept it quiet enough that they could continue the conversation over it.

 

[Drakmorg]

"...Perhaps. Don't think me unladylike for saying this, but the sensation wasn't entirely unpleasant." Rozalin replied to Blondie, then started looking around the new environment some more. "I can't say I've ever seen anything like this either. Is this what people here do to entertain themselves? I always just used to read books or paint, I never imagined anyone would do something like this for fun." She said to Jensen. "Erm...Nice shot, I suppose." She added upon seeing him bulls-eye several targets.
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[color=01B7FF]"Oh, hello there, zam."[/color] Yukimaru replied to Royce with a smile. [color=01B7FF]"Do you happen to know why this girl is locked up like this, zam?"[/color]

 

[Outisakanobody]

Blondie didn't say anything and moved beside Adam. He observed the area closely. Almost in the blink of an eye, he had his gun drawn and had shot every target in sight, his gun being considerably louder than Adam's. His shots were about as accurate.

 

[Random berk]

As the stranger moved up beside Jensen, he glanced past him at Roz to nod his thanks. Suddenly however, the man had drawn, and Jensen could barely even follow the movement. As the gun roared and Jensen's cochlear implants sealed up to prevent damage, it took Jensen until the second shot before he could even see that the man was not using a modern automatic, but was fanning the hammer on an ancient Colt 1851 Navy revolver, like a gunslinger in an old Western. As he put down the sixth target, Jensen flicked his shades off, revealing his hard green eyes to be wide with amazement.
"Damn... now that was impressive." he commented, impressed. "Where did you learn to do that?"

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Lots of...on the job practice. You did pretty well yourself." Blondie said casually as he put his gun away with a slight twirl. "Anyway, you can probably get that good feeling with less drink." he said to Roz.

Royce explained how the girl was the cause of Bal's death.

OOC: I should mention, I've made Blondie into a bit of an OC. He's pretty much the same character, but from a different setting.

Spoiler: This is his gun. We can say it's still a single action.

 

[Random berk]

"I can manage accuracy like that pretty consistently, but never that kind of speed." Jensen replied. "Not even with augments. I don't think they're even capable of moving as quickly as that, and if they are, I've never done it." As he spoke, he dropped the extended mag from his Beretta and slammed in a fresh one before pocketing the old one. The targets popped up again and he began plugging away at them, aiming for the centre mass and shooting quicker to try and get as many as he could.

 

[Drakmorg]

Rozalin took a moment to let her ears stop ringing after Blondie had finished firing. "I must admit, you are both better shots than I am. That is hardly a surprise though, as the first time I fired a gun was nearly three weeks ago." Three weeks...have I really been gone nearly that long? She said, looking down at the ground for a moment before directing her gaze around at the new environment again. She simply nodded at Blondie in acknowledgement of what he said to her, making a mental note to herself.
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Yukimaru bowed her head in silence for a moment before speaking to Royce again. [color=01B7FF]"That is truly unfortunate, zam. Has anyone tried to interrogate her yet, zam?"[/color]

 

[FPSfanatic]

OoC what have I missed?

 

[Furioso]

OoC: @FPS, nothing