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 Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 2:21 pm
Carter Hilltop While Carter Hill is by no means particularly high, by the time one reaches the upper elevations, there are no hiking trails in sight. This thread covers a broad area from about the mid-height of the hill to the very top. Many trees in this area have been knocked down, and others have been severely burned, filling this area with newly-created clearings.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 12:07 pm
Artillery rested heavily on its four mechanical legs. The thing looked like some freakish cross between a spider and a tank. It lacked a turret, but instead had four slots, one on each of its metal sides.
Suddenly, it came to attention. It now had new targets.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:00 pm
The tiny, golden figure sped swiftly up the hill until it passed the crest, rocketing high into the air above the hilltop. Checking his swift movement, the wind spirit Ender shook himself and gazed down at the hill, eyes widening at the sight of the robotic monstrosity that stood there.
:Truewind!: he called, quickly making himself insubstantial to avoid fire from those wicked-looking slots.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:05 pm
A rocket flew from one of the slots, firing straight up at the wind spirit.
((This windspirit... can only be used for survailence, yes?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:08 pm
((Correct))
Frightened, the tiny spirit swept off to the side. The rocket, traveling far enough, exploded midair, spraying shrapnel every which way. Not quick enough to dodge both rocket and shrapnel, the wind spirit took a cut to his leg, and he winced, flying higher to try to get out of the range of the rockets.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:22 pm
Enter the dragon.
The Black Dragon Syndicate, that is...
James, coming in view of the bot, skidded to a stop about a hundred feet away, behind whatever cover he could find on the pockmarked hilltop. He took a good look at the machine... then set down the briefcases that he was holding and opened up the one that was in his right hand.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:24 pm
The machine lifted its mechanical body off the ground, and two more missiles launched from the slots in its armor. As they began their skyward arc, it quickly began to back away like a frightened spider.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:24 pm
The robot was now in sight. Alber kept a very safe distance for now, unsure just how effective he was going to be against this thing. "Keep safe everyone. Stay sharp."
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:27 pm
As Abel charged forward behind the other two, the back of the jacket began to buldge. Within a few seconds two pointed apendages ripped out of the back, atempting to rend as much cloth as posible for full movement.
Abel had responeded with 4 legs of his own.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:27 pm
Stryphe continued straight past James' hiding spot, halberd held in his right hand, with the pole end against his back and the blade pointed downward.
So this was the machine firing at them- he'd assumed correctly. This is why he hadn't been able to track it through his sixth sense, it was mechanical. He focused his power, causing a green glow to flare from his eyes.
He need to make sure James stayed safe long enough for the man to do some serious damage.
If he closed range, the spider wouldn't be able to launch those missiles without dropping it's guard...
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:27 pm
Though now he was a little more prepared... James had taken out several metalic tubes and pieces from the briefcase, and screwed a few together with clicks and clacks, fitting them into the places where they should be.
In about thirteen seconds after he had gotten the case open, he held up to his shoulder a small rifle with a five round ammunition clip poking out from the underside of it. Without hesitation he swung the muzzle upwards and fired two rounds of AP ammunition at the arcing missiles, hoping his aim would suffice.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:29 pm
As they ascended and leveled out, Anna took hold of Sey and leaned over to set her down. "I don't want to get you hurt."
She then pulled out her holy symbol and began to concentrate.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:30 pm
One missile exploded mid-air, the second one swerving away from Black and heading towards Stryphe from behind.
Meanwhile, Artillery continued to back away from its attackers, launching another volley of two more missiles.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:32 pm
teh robot The machine lifted its mechanical body off the ground, and two more missiles launched from the slots in its armor. As they began their skyward arc, it quickly began to back away like a frightened spider.
"What on Gaia..." She caught sight of the missiles and felt an emotion she hadn't felt for the better half of 9 months well within her.Anger. Raising her staff to the heavens and looking around, Sey made sure everyone was alright before she called upon His Glory.
"Falis!"
Spheres burst into existance above Sey's head as she bounded towards the robot on Anna's steed, and she sent 10 of them flying towards two missiles, 5 for each. SPECIFYING EDIT: one of those is Stryphe's! That was definately wow, not posted when I posted xd arrow Tears of Falis - A maximum of 20 spheres (volume of a sphere = 2 gallons) of Holy Energy appear above and around Sey and are under her control; able to speed at multiple targets at blinding speeds and cause holy damage or form a gigantic wall, effectively blocking any strong magic spell, attack etc. from breaking past. As they reached the hill, Sey dismounted with Anna's help and smiled at her.
"I'll be fine! I just need to get closer!" She yelled, running as fast as she could towards her comrades.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 1:32 pm
Looking about at his comrades, he felt compelled to charge and do his part. He finally unsheathed his sword, biting into his thumb and sliding the blood accross the blade. Protect me, oh Falis, he said, finding the urge to pray.
With a flick of his wrist his blade went limp, becoming the six-piece whip. He then took a deep breath before charging up the hill, spinning the blad on his right side.
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