NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: For those of you not associated with my War of the Pipes thread this is very much like that one. Clan warfare betrayal and a roaring good time. Except now with Alchemists. This one is for a more character centered game.
Tell me a little about your guy and some of his abilities. You know what he does and this and that and then we start...

This guy is fat, stupid, likes donuts and strongly resembles Homer Simpson...Oh wait, that is Homer Simpson. (Switches TV off)

Thanks for being a jackass. Now if anyone would actually like to RP.

Tycho Celchu, he is a God, beat that! :p

*mumbles something about damn October nations* Koornacht although funny not good to piss off the man who eats raw camel meat.

Oi transmutated bump.

Tag - I'll be back to do it right CE, I gotta get to the office right now though

kick arse.

CE, can you give me an example of what to do?

Joshua M Calvert is a average sized man he is only 23 years old he has brown hair and green eyes... he specializes in nature alchamy..he spent over 16 years in the forest of winds in neoma and is very skilled with the staff

Example:

Tyr Lakanda is a tiny man. His only reason for living is to prove that he can fight back. He studied gunmanship to support himself because of the fact that nobody would hire a so called "freak" one day out in the wilderness hunting for food he came across an ancient tome on alchemy. He studied it diligently learning all he could. He used his new knowledge to rob trains for several years before he was caught. Tyr was bailed out of prison by the Sans & Howard Train Company. He is now a guard on many trains to keep the practitioners of his old career at bay.

OOC: It's a long one and most don't have to be that detailed but he's going to be in it so... *shrugs*

Joshua M Calvert is a average sized man he is only 23 years old he has brown hair and green eyes... he specializes in nature alchamy..he spent over 16 years in the forest of winds in neoma and is very skilled with the staff...
Very good Neoma.

I think we all remember Ren of the Battlespire. Well...unless you're one of the four or so nations who followed the Weyrean Civil War and Downward Spiral RPs, most of which died from lack of interest, you wouldn't. Imagine Roy Mustang, but with more abilities. Standard ranking alchemist on vacation...although I can't give much more than that without more information on this RP.....

Doctor Ausseldorf (OOC: lol, I'm running out of fake German names) will be selling Rhine river water for any Alchemists that need it, for 0.01 marks per gallon. He claims that you can make gold out of it, combined with Rhino horns.

Alrighty then folks, I'll take a stab.

Pontillius Momanguise Maximus is a young, fit fellow of 178 years of age. Considered young, it should be said, by his fellow member of the 'circle', he is an avid transvestite and enjoys pigion stew.

OOC: Mustang good. Tyr is knid of like Hawkeye (but male) mixed with their father.

Anyway the back story. Some trains have been going missing and a few of the guys who sign up are either on the train or robbing it. Something attacks them and the guys who've signed up are the only survivors. First they're stuck in the desert kind of hating each other. Then they try and find out what the hell has been going on... Not the most original plot but *shrugs* meh.

ooc: Does my guy pass muster?

(OOC) are we starting just as tha attack stops?

OOC: Hell yeah you're good. More character development during the story. Yeah.

(OOC) are we starting just as tha attack stops?
Depends on what y'all want. I think it would be more Hitchcockian if was right after. Who wants to RP some of the guys who tried to rob the train?

(OOC) im guessing this is ganna be a modern tech fantasy

OOC: Light blend of everything. Anyone ever seen Exile. Mix a little of that in there too. Shall we begin. Let's do right after the train attack and everyone except us (and a few others) is dead.

Joshua stood up blood oozing from his mouth it was to dark that he couldn't see barley anything he walked over to the door...he tied to open it but it would not budge "sh**" Joshua remarked to himself as he took a step back..he ran forward and placed his boot on the sweet spot on the door...it swung open with a metal thud...the seen in the passenger car was a scene of blood shed...."Anyone alive" he called out into car...

Tyr Lakanda had been guarding this train and he'd failed miserably. He saw the young looking man and said "No one except me. Damn whoever did this was ruthless" He pulled out a bloody teddybear. "Fuck I hate it when the kids get killed."

He pulled out a luggage bin and sorted through it. He threw a small compact Luger pistol to the young man. Then he threw him two clips. "The raiders around here are heartless. Better to take them down before they go after you." He himself pulled out several guns one of them is a long rifle...

OOC: Tag, can I join? And, in that case, how would I?

Chronosia just tell about your guy and start RPing.

Matthew Delcross, a young man, dressed entirely in black; his hair braided ceremonially. He has dark eyes and a pale complexion. He was on board the train and keeps mostly to himself; he is a scout from somewhere else...

IC: Matthew laid back, ignoring the others who were here; his eyes closed, deep in thought and meditation. He sighed, breathing lightly, as he contemplated his next move. Things certainly had become interesting....He smiled; he wouldn't have it any other way.

Joshua caught the luger and with a smerk he stashed it in his trench coat..."Thanks" he inserted a clip turned off the safety he placed the other clip in his trench coat poket..."any gauze in there i think im missing a tooth..." joshua walked over to the man to see if he could help...

Tyr walked over and shook Matthew. "Time to get up." He shoved a Bowie Knife into the man's hands. "Know how to use it?"

His schoolmates only know him as Kriare... it would have been Cryer, but the first person who called him that spent three weeks in the hospital afterwards. He's only ten years old, but wise beyond his years, strong beyond his years, and spiteful enough to stun a yak. He doesn't know where all the knives come from, he just knows that when he wants one, he gets one, and he knows how to use it in every possible way.

IC: Kriare snorted and awoke, taking in the scene of blood and gore around him with surprising calm. "Huh! They weren't kidding when they said this was a bumpy section of the railway..."

"Not in this bag. I've perfect teeth." He walked over to a corpse that looked like it had once been that of a doctor's the woman's brains were protruding a little. He pulled down the luggage above her head and began searching through it. "Hehe. I count at least eight medkits" Tyr looked through another pocket. "And at least ten bottles of morphine. Oh look some water."

"cool.."joshua sat down next to a very dead women...a piece of metal sticking out from her chest...he chuckled a little "this is why i hate civilazation..."

"More than enough friend" He chuckled, musing slightly. Savages and misanthropes. Did they really think him that weak and foolish as to not know how to use so primitave a tool.
"What now?"

Kriare watched the three other people rooting about in the train car. One was currently in the process of salvaging med packs from a now-defunct doctor's luggage, while another was flipping a bowie knife around with (what he considered) relatively basic skill.

"Oy! What the hell happened? I wake up and everybody but me and you dinks is dead. Messily, too!"

"We take off. Hit the sands find a town. Let's go." Tyr exited the train and held open a door for the others...

joshua stood up and left the passenger car....the sun was very bright and hot...josua took off his trench coat and wraped it around his waist "i hate this place...." joshua said as he looked over at the man who gave him the luger "whats your name..."

The man was thumbing through some papers. "Thanks for insulting my country. My name is Tyr Lakanda. And you are Joshua M. Calvert, that man over there is Matthew Delcross, and that is Kriare" At the looks of amazement on the mens faces he showed the paper he was holding. "Passenger logs."

"Your welcome...im from a damn forest im not use to desert to many open spaces...hell i hate my home too..." Joshua had a smerk on his face hopeing that he didnt offend the man to seriously...

"No biggie if I remember correctly there should be a repair place further down the tracks." He opens a small bag filled with water bottles and throws Joshua one before he starts walking down the tracks...

"Forgetting someone," Ren leapt off the passenger car's roof, landing lightly onto the ground. His dark blue military uniform seemed to be covered in flecks of blood and glore. The blue-haired young man seemed to be unarmed, and was looking quite bored, considering the whole incident. His sharp, gray eyes were the only indication of his age (89). "Well, no problem. Let's find that repair place of yours."

Joshua walked with Tyr and ignored Ren smart comment..."Tyr do you thing the robbers hit there too? or are they just hit and run?" Joshua took a sip of his canteen...

Tyr drew his rifle and pointed it at Ren's head. "I have a warrant for your arrest but other than that no I haven't forgotten a thing. Please Ren step over there" He quickly gestured towards the train. "Don't try anything or I kill you."

OOC: I think it would be kind of funny if there was a misunderstanding and the the guy who was really being looked for was mixed up with Ren. And the other guy is dead.

"Don't be silly," Ren considered the rifle for a moment. Maybe if the stranger was standing right next to the alchemist, and pointing the rifle straight at his head, things would have been different. As such, he ignored it, and kept walking down the tracks. "You know how many people there are with the name Ren?"

Joshua didnt move at first he just stood there clutching his luger...his eyes darted back and forth from Tyr to Ren...then Ren started to walk away Joshua lifted the luger and aimed at the mans back "HE TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE!"

Tyr was quaking and fired in the air. He started walking the gun was still loaded and raised slighlty. "The repair place is about a mile down the way. Raiders may have gone for it but all those turrets. Well" he smiled. "I remember the last group that tried to attack Kelly's Repair Shop. We could fit what was left all in the same box." He shook his head and smirked then takes a swig off his water.

"...Whatever..."Joshua sahed his lugar into his belt and walked behind tyr..

Ren chuckled at the random shouts. These humans were cracking up already. "Now if you could put your weapons down, before you hurt yourselves."

Kriare jogged alongside the other three, noting sounds, sights, heat...

"Y'know what? 'S hot."

A small hand fan appeared in his hand and he began cooling himself off, oddly enough, the fan matched his clothing, even to the material.

Smoke could be seen in the distance. As they approached the many turrets that had ringed Kelly's were destroyed. Sand had been thrown in the air around the place. Blood spattered everything. Nobody was left alive...

Kriare surveyed the scene of total death and destruction.

"More dead people, I'm noticing a trend."

Ren surveyed the scene, his sharp, gray eyes taking in the carnage. "Looks like you were wrong," the statement was directed at Tyr.

Tyr looked at them and he was near tears. "You bastards get to shut the Hell up NOW! You didn't know these people and I did." He thrust the gun at them in a mild show of sadness. He approaches the repair shop...

Joshua walked off to a body and pulled the mans P90 off of his corpse and took a clip and inserted it into the Submachien gun...he could se something in the distance...he ran back at the yelling

The hand fan poofed back into nothingness, replaced by five... razors... about 4 inches long, obviously intended for throwing.

Kriare crept into the former establishment and looked back to the others. "I hear a rumbling. Incoming. Lots. Fast. Best make them think we're dead people too, until we make THEM dead people, anyway, if they're hostile."

The bandits were running towards them or what was left of the bandits. They were a straggly group most badly wounded. Before they could get to close however the sand in front fo them exploded and there was nothing left of them after that.

Tyr turned his eyes no longer blurred. "We should get inside. NOW!" He ran at the door to Kelly's and got inside quickly...

"That, sounds like a good idea," Ren nodded. He was tracing something in the sand, and on a destroyed turret. He finished quickly, followed Tyr into what was left of the place.

Tyr looked down the barrel of his long rifle. "It's a Chimera. That couldn't have done all this. Ren get your ass over here before it decides to eat you."

"Hah," Ren chuckled, now standing beside Tyr. "A chimera. How quaint." The blue-haired alchemist flexed his fingers, stretching the white material of his gloves.

The small razor daggers poofed out of existence in Kriare's hands, and he started looking around.

"Heavy! Something heavy! Get me something heavy! Bricks, a lot of used shells, whatever, I just need something HEAVY!"

Ren sighed. Idiots. The damn thing can -smell- us. the alchemist stepped outside, into plain view, shouted something at the chimera in fast, chopped Wye City Weyrik.

Tyr got up and walked over to Ren. He pulled out a long curly piece of wood and placed it at his own feet. He quickly sketched a pattern in the sand. Tyr turned to Ren and asked "This look like the proper combination formula? I'm not sure why but my Rextonic Circles seem a bit shaky."

bump for Camel Eaters

Ahh. Nobody posts I'll just go blow soemthing up.

OOC Sry for the absence i had something that needed taken care of...

Joshua stood next to Ren he reached back and grabbed a staff that was attached to his back he took a attacking stance with the pole....with a huff he sprinted toward the Chimera "BRING IT!!!"



OOC PS i think someone was watching Full metal alchemist last night

"Maybe," the alchemist shrugged. "Depends on what you want to do." His fingers snapped together. A spark ignited, atmospheric makeup shifted, and a spiral of flame burst towards the chimera, so hot it burned blue in the desert day,

"SH**!" Screamed joshua as he dodged the Flames he rolled and pain shot throught his back With a scream joshua got to his feet and lifted the luger and fired at the chimera he didnt want to know about the damage to his back all he knew was that it was bad..

Tyr looked at the circle and erased part of it. He redrew that part. With a flick of wild salts something very large and very deadly rose from the sands. He smiled at the other men and said "Fossils are around here so I just mixed them with the extra metal from around here and there you go. A giant metallic sloth. We might need someone to watch our backs."

The Chimera was nothing more than a smoking skeleton. Several more roars could be heard in the distance...

After summoning the creature Tyr grabbed a cotton swab laden with alcohol and began taking the dead skin off Joshua's back...

OOC: Yes. I watched FMA last night.

OOC :D good show...

"ahh god what was he thinking......errrrr F*** yo tyr what does my back look like...oh my god...ill kill him"

OOC: Yeah.

Tyr looked at the human barbeque that was the back of his new friend. "It's not that bad." He lied while telling his giant metal sloth thing to guard them. Tyr looked at the sloth. "His name is Joe Kelly. That's a damn good name for a giant sloth don't you think?"

OOC: I watched all 51 episodes already, got them sitting on that spool by my compy. Yes, I mean fansubs by Anime Keep and Spoon and Shinsen. No, I don't know Japanese. The dub isn't that great, especially Ed's intonation. And 'Equivalent Exchange' just doesn't stand up to Equivalent Trade and the Law of Conservation. BTW....my alchemy is -not- the same as that you see in FMA, but it is heavily influenced by it. if you want an idea of what Ren is wearing, go here (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/Weyr/char-mustang.jpg).

Ren simply shrigged, unimpressed both visibly and in reality. He had become a ranking alchemist a long time ago. He wasn't the youngest, but he was close. "I'd suggest not using alchohol on a burn. It just takes off more skin, and hurts like a b1tch. Want me to help?" he inquired.

"Yea yea it is i like that name..."joshua chuckled a little and damn if that didn't hurt to...he lifted his last clip into the luger...he looked at tyr and smiled a Little "i wish we were in the forest or near some grassland...i am only really a good alchemist under those conditions..." joshua looked at Ren "F*** you..."

OOC: sorry I'm late, hope this RP join is OK. I told ya' I'd be back though

The small group was obviously surprised when Theodoric (formerly of York) suddenly appeared near the group. Theodoric was of medium build with long silver hair hanging on his shoulders. He was dressed in Jeans and a T-shirt emblazoned with some symbols from the Necronomicon on it. He wore a cowboy hat and had an Thompson sub-machine gun slung around his neck.

"Damn it!" he said, "I can't ever time that fucking invisibility potion right. Ahh, well, Hi guys : : : grinning broadly, his hands held away from the Thompson : : : you did a great job with that Chimera and the giant metal sloth, well that is a new one on me. Sorry to pop up like this, I just thought after the wreck and all it my be better to stay invisible for a while so I've just been tailing along, hope you don't mind. Name's Theodoric, I used to be a barber in York, got kicked out though, something about some girl dying, leeches, a nasty business, totally untrue by the way. Anyhow, moved south, studied some alchemy under some mad arab, called himself Al-Halazred or something like that, and, well, here I am." ::: extending his hand for the secret Alchemist handshake:::

OOC: When anyone says 'the group was surprised' I want to smack them. it's blatant godmod, especially when you deal with an 80-year-old Weyrean alchemist who fights demons every day.

Everyone might have been surpirsed, except for Ren, who ignored the newcomer. The Weyrean alchemist might have looked young, but eighty odd years had let him see many odd things, and an invisibility spell certainly was not odd. He took out his battered, copper watch, considered the two additional hands on its face. "I'm gonna kill some more Chimeras," he said after a moment. "Maybe a bit less oxygen and hydrogen will give somethuing not as burned". Without waiting, he set off for the chimera roars.

Tyr looked at Ren. "Yeah you deal with the thing you did." He pulled out some dried grass and gave it to Josh before getting up and greeting the new guy. He grapsed the man's arm firmly and then slapped his shoulder.

OOC okay i have to go....i guess if anything major happens I'm out of commission until then ill just tag along okay until i wake up tomarrow...god i love suspensions...sry again...later

Boom (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/Weyr/roy2.gif)

Heavy explosions would soon be seen from the chieras, along with quite large amounts of shrieking, if someone were not to come with the blue-haired alchemist

"Hup!" Ren vaulted up, slammed into the chimera with his right foot, drove a steel blade into its throat as they came down together. Blood frothed from the beast's mouth. It gurgled. He could have incinerated it, but that would have required more energy than this more simple method. The sdying chimera's sister chose the moment to leap at his seemingly-unprotected back......

OOC: sorry Weyr - just habit to say "everyone was surprised"

IC:

"Thanks for the welcome Tyr. Here, have a water pill, it'll save you having to drink so much here in the desert - studying alchemy with an arab has its advantages in this type of enviroment." With that, Theodoric produced a small liqui-gel capsule from from his pocket and handed it to Tyr. "Ya' think Ren and Josh would like one too? Oh, by the way, I do believe we're gonna find some Hippogriffs up ahead. If you didn't notice the poop back there, it was definitely Hippogriff poop. You can generally count on finding them near Chimera's anyway, but I guess you guys know that."

"Damn, Ren's doing pretty good with those Chimera's but it sure is messy." Touching two of the symbols on his T-shirt with his thumb and little finger, Theodoric pulled the Thompson up and pointed at the Chimera going for Ren's back - he pulled the trigger, there was a small jet of flame from the barrel of the Thompson and the Chimera's hindquarters disintigrated. They didn't explode or anything of the sort, they just suddenly 'weren't there" anymore. The Chimera fell backwards and let out a last cry before dying.

"Thanks man. I myself have studied under an arab. The Hippogriff waste is good fertilizer and perfect for many alchemy spells." Tyr said accepting the gels.

blowing the smoke away from the muzzle of the Thompson, Theodoric turned to Tyr - "you think there might be anymore of those bandits around? Something about this just isn't right."

"Nothing really in these parts. Well... Wait one microt. There's some stories about a man that controls the golems and Chimeras around here." Tyr rolled a piece of sand into a pearl and put it into a tiny circle he drew. "A simple protection field for the wounded man." He got up and bowed like a grand performer. Joe Kelly moved out to destroy any random Chimera he found...

Ren got to work on the third chimera, gutting it with his long blade, which grew and shrank as he fought.

"Nothing really in these parts. Well... Wait one microt. There's some stories about a man that controls the golems and Chimeras around here." Tyr rolled a piece of sand into a pearl and put it into a tiny circle he drew. "A simple protection field for the wounded man." He got up and bowed like a grand performer. Joe Kelly moved out to destroy any random Chimera he found...

"I wonder, could he be the guy behind the bandits as well? That would make sense. Use some poor dorks to rob trains and stuff while the real power is in the desert with Chimera's, Golems and Hippogriffs. Hey, that's great. I never could get the hang of the 'sand-to-pearl' system. I got coal-to-diamond down pat, but the sand-to-pearl thing, I just couldn't ever get my thumb to roll it right for some reason."

"Oh just a clockwise motion and then rub against the grain. Yeah that feller probably does that thing you just said. Get the shmucks to do the dying and raid with everyhting else. I've thought of it myself back when I was robbing trains."

"well I say we go find the guy and take him out and take whatever he has as our reward for doing our duty as good guys"

"Thievery? Battle? I needed a vacation anyway."

Kriare walked up holding a baseball sized clump of metal like a shotput.

"Hope ya don't mind if I bag a few of them critters floating around, or that I 'reconstituted' this here truck axle," he said, indicating the metal ball.

"Which way they at, anyway? Gonna punch a few holes in 'em..."

"I don't know maybe go kill some of 'em critters over there." he points at the Chimeras that were being slaughtered.

"Damn Chimera's are getting on my nerves. Tyr, what say we go find some of the Hippogriffs and see about using them as mounts to take us to the leader of the bandits. You know their like fucking homing pigeons anyway, and they're not all that smart. It's easy to get them to let you ride 'em - Hell, Harry f'ing Potter did it. We get on them and let them 'fly home' and boom, we're at the headquarters. Take out some Golems - Damn, I hope they're sand golems - you gotta see what happens with the sand-to-glass incantation when you use it on a sand golem."

"I that would be a damn fine idea. But I know this man he'll be using fire golems most likely and on deep glass too. Know how hard it is to get a proper circle on deep glass. It's all soft and hard at the same time. We'll be needing an aireal assault."

"I that would be a damn fine idea. But I know this man he'll be using fire golems most likely and on deep glass too. Know how hard it is to get a proper circle on deep glass. It's all soft and hard at the same time. We'll be needing an aireal assault."

We'll be on Hippogriffs, I think that'll work for the ariel part :) Yeah, I understand the deep glass too, I hate that shit. Guess why I were this shirt though - keep my circles and squares right here on my chest. Don't have to draw the basic symbols, only the really fancy ones.

"I had them tatooed under my skin. The aerial assault is the only way to fight against the fire golems. Those things are to damn aggressive." Tyr got up and brought Joe Kelly over to prepare for battle.

OOC: Maybe we should wait for Neoma to get back.

"I had them tatooed under my skin. The aerial assault is the only way to fight against the fire golems. Those things are to damn aggressive." Tyr got up and brought Joe Kelly over to prepare for battle.

OOC: Maybe we should wait for Neoma to get back.

OOC: OK, want to put it on hold for the night? I can be back after work tommorrow, around 5-6 pm Central time.

btw - thanks for joining the Marijuana, Mafia and MECCA thread

Kriare took regarded the chimaeras with something akin to a mix of murderous intent and disdain, then struck a pose similar to a baseball pitcher intent on making another no-hitter.

Taking aim, he let fly.

The small metal ball darted towards a chimaera's head with a sound that could only be characterized as a 'hoot.' As it impacted the targeted chimaera, its skull completely shattered as the ball passed through, shattering its ribcage and ultimately creating a hearty crater right beneath the creature.

Kriare smirked knowingly and bustled off into the fray, generating throwing razors as he waded in.

ooc sry about craping out last night...

Joshua could barely get to his feet as he struggled to stand up he hobbled over to a sandy area and started to draw a symbol in the sand with his staff...he pushed a large piece of metal some sand and some char coal in the center he placed his figures in a strange position to a non alchemist...

Smoke and fire started coming from the center of the circle... when it subsided a spas 12 shotgun and 12 shells were all that was left....joshua tried to bend down to pick it up but he found it to unbareibul..."yo tyr be a friend can you get that for me.." he managed a fake smile to mask his pain

OOC: No biggie.

Tyr walked over and looked at the wounded man, who was his new friend, at his feet. He picked up the shotgun and loaded it. From the medkit he pulled out several bandages.

These he wrapped around Josh's back as he called over Joe Kelly. "Carry him into battle Joe." The gigantice metal sloth picked Josh up and placed him on the back of his own neck. It lumbered towards the Chimeras spreading death and destruction wherever it went.

Over the horizon Tyr spotted sand being blown high into the air. Whatever had done the huge amount of carnage at the tracks and then at Kelly's had arrived...

OOC: I want us to RP the huge battle encounter much later in the thread you know when we attack the bandit guy thingy.

Theodoric watched as Tyr put the bandages on Josh, right before he was loaded on Joe Kelly's back, Theodoric walked over and handed Josh a small vial (OOC: imagine an airliner size bottle of boubon) full of an amber liquid. "Here, he said, drink this, it will speed healing and help with the pain without dulling your senses. It's not the best tasting stuff, but its better than my invisibility potion."

Tyr loaded explosive shells into his long rifle. He sighted down the barrel at the huge mass of sand billowing towards them. He sighed gently as he aimed and fired. It hit the creature straight on. Whatever it was kept coming. Tyr called Joe Kelly back as he shouted rather gently. "The rest of you bring it in. Kelly had some maps of the region. We may find them and can find a place to ride whatever the hell this is out."

OOC: Y'all need to bring it in. This thing is damn near unstoppable and we probably need to gather up an army first. I have that planned if there are any questions just ask here.

ooc got it...

after drinking the potion the pain in Joshua's back went practically numb and he could move allot better then he could before..."YEEHAWW!!!! RIDDEM COWBOY!!!!!" screamed Joshua as Joe picked up two Chimeras and made there heads become one...joshua pulled up the shot gun and placed a shell into a Chimera face and puling out a the luger and shot a Chimera 4 times "GET SOME GET SOME OH YOU WANT SOME TOO GET SOME GET SOME GET SOME BABY!!!" hearing tyr Joe started lumbering back to its master...

Tyr ran inside and pulled out several maps he looked at one and found the nearest town. He stole an extra Duneha (think giant dune buggy made for many people) and rode out for the others to board. He looked up at Josh and said "You just stay up there."

Sitting in the front seat of the "dune buggy" Theodoric double checked his Thompson sub-machine gun. It had been alchemically altered to act as his staff, but it still had it basic mechanical functions intact. You never knew when a bullet to the brain would be more useful than a spell. "What'aya think's kickin' up all the damn sand Tyr? It looks big, but I can't quite make it out."

"It's about eight times bigger than a giant worm. Be careful while shooting at it. You may piss it off even more. We're going to head up the rocks first to try and shake it then we're heading for the village. It's going to be a bumpy as hell ride!"

Tyr gunned the Duneha as the men jumped in then he took off. Joe Kelly stayed beside him easily with Josh riding atop...

"I hadn't planned on shooting it just yet, I was just making sure I could if I needed to. Thompson's are great, but in all this sand ya' gotta be careful with jams in the mechanism. I will do this though -" Looking back over his shoulder at the giant worm thingy Theodoric mumbled a few things under his breath as he touched in rapid succesion several of the symbols on his T-shirt, then, in true cowboy fashion he tipped his hat at the giant billowing pile of sand - a giant pile that instantly turned to heavy, thick, New Orleans style, gumbo mud. "There, that ought to slow it down a bit, or at least keep it from kicking up so much fucking dust."

The mud exploded upwards. The sand glowed a deep red as it melted down to pure silt. The creature knew alchemy and it had just made it so much easier to chase them.

The sand in front of them hardened as the Duneha rocketed forwards...

OOC: looks like everyone left again. I assume for what you have in mind it'll be better if we're all here.

OOC: Yeah how goes the college professoring? Check the triple M thread. Mafia, Marijuana, and MECCA

OOC: It's going well, Yeah I saw you bumped it, I'm gonna go stick a post in it. I'll actually start the MECCA conference in a RL day or so, be thinking about "grading standards" to RP there.

Like my guy? I had a laugh when I thought him up.

Like my guy? I had a laugh when I thought him up.

OOC: I did like him. The bit about "I won't say Kiss, Kiss" cracked me up.

I posted a grading scale. Hope you like it.

Joshua looked at the mass of sand bellowing toward him....."im not gonna like this" he said to himself lightly as he pumped the shotgun....

The creature which was still not visible burrowed under the sand and shot forward towards the rocks. A huge mass of sand surfaced blocking out the rock formations and offering an option of no retreat. They'd have to fight it.
Tyr hit the gas pedal as steered with his extra knee aiming at the great collosus of sand with his long rifle.

He fired the explosive pellets hit the creature that shuddered and through a tidal wave of sand in their direction...

bumpaliciousnessocity

OOC i think this is dead.... *sniff*

No it just slowed down. It's happened to some of my other threads too. Some down time before huge restartness.