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Stellio had.... precious little to say, as Freya went to trouble of actively stuffing a butchered corpse inside the innards of yet another, larger corpse. Nothing except "Not even the Necromancers of Galgastan ever went to such... lengths just to recover a single corpse. Then again, corpses were not exactly in short supply, back in the isles..." He let his gaze linger on the Girl for just a minute longer, before finally turning to look over the wares the strange woman had produced. One would think the knight would be a bit more perplexed at the sudden appearance of a stranger, but we -
For her troubles, Lucille found herself hit with a searing blast that sent her flying backwards into the very circle of protection she'd erected, landing on her ass with just enough force to injure yet another part of her, before she tumbled head over heels and slowly rolled like that for several more feet... Only to feel as a cat paw firmly planted itself on her back and stopped her from going any further; an average feline likely would've been bowled over by her momentum, but nay, not this one... for this cat's paw held the same might and resilience of the purest iron. Stoping he
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"Locking oneself away, believing the outside world to either be foolish or doggedly determined to undermine them... and determined to become Liches... yes, yes, it sounds quite a bit like a madman of Nybeth's caliber..." He hefted his blade up, and with speed far quicker than might be expected of such a weighty weapon, flicked his wrist as he drew in a bit of mana from the air around them. The resultant shockwave of dark energy, which soared out over the desolate landscape for several dozen meters before it finally petered out, carried with it all the blood and gore that had once coated the kn
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"It...It actually..." Lucille was rendered speechless for a few moments, as the beast had expertly countered the attempt she made. She could practically feel it's smugness, hidden beneath the torrent of raw, unbridled hunger that seemed to be the key driving instinct in it. "I almost don't believe it... these things, some of them could probably hold rational discussions on any sort of abstract subject, if they had the appropriate awareness to go along with the raw information processing ability." What the hell are they, She pondered surely the animals here didn't just evolve to be
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Stellio had stood away from the others, as conversations of insane murderous machines, horrid beasts, and golem armies were had, though in truth he'd heard every word even if his attention was not directly on it. What truly occupied him at the moment was the bursting, burning trail through the sky that the Rat Man streaked as he fled, and Stellio was almost certain he could hear the fool cackling like he'd lost every last marble he ever owned. He removed his helm, tracking the comet-like tail as it grew fainter and fainter over the horizon "What in the goddamn...?" He
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Almost immediately, the Girl set her attentions on what seemed to be the strongest of the presences, the winged humanoids. Up so close now, the feeling she'd gotten earlier had only grown clearer, and she beyond any shadow of a doubt, these things were indeed like perverse colonies of ants; countless of small and insignificant individuals working in tandem to form a much greater whole. But just as with a colony of Ants, she could sense somewhere within it, a nexus, a control center, that dictated the efforts of the group through oh so subtle signals. And it was that nexus she felt
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"That's going to be no use- oh forget it, what do I care..." Lucille mumbled as she staggered out of the bus after the others. She knew she was already too late as lilly's voice faded and the sound of leathery wing flaps replaced it. She rubbed her eyes, still groggy from the mere twenty or thirty minutes of sleep, at most, she'd managed to get before the damn shaking woke her. Already however, she'd taken stock of their surroundings, smelled the dust and musty rot and ruin that permeated the broken, desolate shapes and rough landscape that bounced back as she clicked her tongue a few times, n
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After she'd given Soma the Kit and let her work on it, Lucille had examined the resulting crystals after a heavy thud- sounding like something had hit flesh rather...painfully came from the other girl's direction. She was actually pretty surprised with the results, what with Soma managing to take the very small crystals she'd made and extropolating them until they were bigger than lucille's hands. She had wasted no time, going to work as she Shattered the Crystals down, just as she had with the junk spear, and once again sought to discard the property of "temporary" from their nature, and once
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"Ya know what I did earlier when I messed with the things you altered and made them permanent?" Lucille began, pressing the kit into Soma's hands "basically, I've been thinking, how much more could I get done if I wasn't constantly tossing away old traits and concepts when I do that? What if I could store them for later? And well, that brings us to this- crystals are natural amplifiers for any thaumic spell, even when they're not attuned, so... If I made an orb or something out of one, did some work to get it ready, I could probably find a way to store loose traits inside of it, instead of thr
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Lucille sighed as she rose from her seat. Even after the blast from the kazoo, she could still feel a subtle throb behind the eyes; she hadn't been kidding about a break. Doing something, anything really, to get her mind off of the ordered insanity that was the glitched out lizard, would probably do her some good. Come to think of it, there was something she'd been meaning to do- something that could definitely help a lot of things in the long run... Crystals. Specifically, the strange chemistry kit she had picked up back in the PRTs world, from Hobby Lobby. She'd been too preoccup
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[IC] TTG Interlude: Virtue
Sutoratosu replied to Takosher's topic in Unofficial Official RP Club's General
After the initial few seconds, confusion turned into cringe at the gods choice of a low level taunt, and just as quickly, cringe turned into annoyance, and annoyance turned into the seeds of cold fury.... "You first." It was the only thing the mechanic said, and the only warning Swag would've received, before Ragnarok came flying out across the field with a deafening, ear shattering boom behind it, it's oscillation frequency set high enough to make mince meat of heavy armor and carrying enough raw force behind it crush a lightly armored mech like it was absolutely nothing, all of i -
"I presume those of you qualified to fix the pipe would be rather opposed to letting that desert rat blow your tools and materials to kingdom come, hence I will leave that to you..." almost as if on cue as he said that, another soldier popped up, this one armed with a rapidly firing fusil which he used to pepper the boy with the golem, the latter of whom now lay in a smoking pile on the ground thanks to the man who lay in pieces at stellio's feet. Already, Dark Mana gathered and focused itself into his blade, as he once more brought it to a ready "For, it seems yet another one has chosen to co
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"Alright, yeh, I.... I definitely need a break...." Lucille said, after.... well, in all honesty, she couldn't even fully process all the twists and turns that last statement had taken. Apparently it was insane, and yet somehow it was also coherent enough to sit here and discuss it's nature in a nuanced and rational manner... but it did emphasize it was indeed crazy- The headache was definitely getting worse. Lucille took out the kazoo and played a single note on it, before turning back to Nhevi. Already the throbbing pain was fading, but she wasn't eager to go immeidately inviting
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"soooo... basically you're so broken that there's nothing separating your thoughts from direct outside influence," lucille muttered, trying to parse through the utter madness of this whole situation. Even by her own world's standards, this was beyond the pale, and that was certainly saying something, considering even Lucille herself would easily be considered beyond the pale and from what she could tell so far, out of the party she was the most qualified to decipher any of this... yet she was still barely able to even believe what was going on right in front of her "and because the
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"...." that description still sounded utterly horrible, in all honesty; especially for someone like Lucille. Being surrounded in deafening, unending noise, yes, that was quite the nice idea, why not go ahead and make it so she had literally no way to interpret the world at all? She'd already lacked sight, might as well go all the way with the cruelty of fate and render her deaf too- then she'd be truly helpless, and the Purists would be right in saying she was nothing but a drain on resources, a filthy, leeching Drek who needed to be killed for the good of all the actually able members of thei
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"....I... how...what? Just WHAT!?" Lucille shook her head as some odd ruckus started and then the scent of raw meat filled her nostrils. All three of her pets looked at the pile of butchered cuts rather enticingly, but she kept all of them away from it- there was no telling what in the goddamn the meat this lizard had conjured was, where it had come from, nor if it was toxic like the Deathwyvern and the Serpent flesh had been... "Forget about the meat for a minute," The girl said as harry approached, standing up from her seat and opening up her senses like one might open a third e
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The burst of sound directed at her- seemingly a bizarre mix of the crackle of electricity overtoned by the crashing of the coastal tide -only served to further perplex lucille. "Come again?" the girl asked, and not just as it realted to the static, but pretty much everything else the strange creature had just said "Um.... look whatever you are, are you sure you're okay? What's with all these weird pauses and stuttering and word fragments that keep popping in and out when you talk? And what was that weird noise you made just now? Did you... hit your head or something, before you got
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"Pathetic," the knight scowled as he took out the vial "I can't tell whether you were just practicing with a light breeze just now, or you truly did hope to avenge your comrades. Either way, it became quite obvious to me about half-way through the casting that you're nowhere near the hot shit you might've thought you were. Next time you sling a pissant spell like that my way, you'd better hope I die laughing at your ineffectualness." Use Vuln
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F16, Impale Journeyman C
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"Um.... hi?" Lucille muttered as something called out to her from...the ceiling of all places. The cat looked up at it on her command, and she saw through his eyes only served to confuse her. How long had this thing been there? What even was it? Had she been so absorbed in her work she hadn't even noticed? Likely... its not like she hadn't gotten so engrossed in a project as to practically ignore anything not related to it, before. Before she could ask any of those questions though, yet another voice came over, this one more familiar, and it seemed the two of them had practically forgotten she
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The walk, if it could even be called that, towards the castle was a largely silent one. The world surged passed the warriors as they practically flew across the landscape, invisible and untouchable to all. The mists of this other realm parted and reformed behind them as they passed through it, and just as it did, so too did the obstacles of the physical world, entire facades vanishing and yielding before them, as if they did not exist to begin with... because in Ghost's domain, they truly did not exist. It had taken some getting used to still, for some, but by now all of them had g
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Lucille eventually returned to her previous spot, her beasts lazing about on the seat and the various materials used in her rituals scattered about. She sat there, muttering something to herself as she worked tirelessly; already, she had incscribed the Sigil of Alchemical Marriage and systematically taken it apart, peice by peice, almost like one would dismantle a gun or an engine of some sort, except it was all in writing, rather than in physical peices. The circles, lines, traingales and other assorted geeometry that made the circuitry which bound the Sigil's components together, the Runes w
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"Hang on a minute, I'll be right back" Lucille said to Soma, before she walked back to the med bay. And when she got there, she didn't bother asking Harry what it was, but instead silently reached out with a few higher senses and collected the information directly... The look on her face was... difficult to ascertain, to say the least. She seemed neither impressed, nor excited, if anything, pensive perhaps the closest to describing her expression. As if she were thinking carefully about this situation...how to go about handling it. "Oh...thats... this is great, Harry," S
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The... first results of their experiments were interesting, in a way. Namely in that soma' extrapolation made the kazoo... bigger and expanded the effective range of it's healing resonance, but well... from the information Lucille sensed flooding in, chances are anyone who got healed with it prooooooobably wouldn't enjoy what would happen to them afterwards. Just a hunch. Luckily, it was only temporary, so.... they just needed to wait. The next thing they tried was a bit different, Lucille had taken a sheet of scrap metal from the back and molded it into the rough shape of a spear, f
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"Ok then...uh, hang on" she checked around the pockets of her new vest, thinking of something she'd picked up recently that wouldn't become lethal but would still be useful and some would portable in a grown form. Before long she produced a kazoo... and for all the world, it looked like any other cheap kazoo one could find in a toy store. She handed to Soma "Might as well start small. See if you can expand that to about the complexity of say... a standard flute. Yeh, a flute would be good. Baby Steps and all. Plus I can just make another one, if things go horribly wrong... maybe."