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leon_a_darkangel rolled 4 6-sided dice:
5, 5, 6, 5
Total: 21 (4-24)
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 Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 1:31 pm
Stryke had sat himself down venting, internally fuming even. Yet hearing a voice address him. He blinked looking up, quickly pushing a hand at his face to cover the sad display wiping his eyes aggressively. Like hell he wanted to be seen like this. The displacement and chaos the war had wrought had its price, one he could only go along with as the tides of battle were ever changing. Offering Ganyma a small grateful smile for his kindness, he nodded. "Sure...a walk can't hurt." He frowned, looking at that offered hand before taking it and raising up off the ground brushing himself off. The shorter troll walked along side the other, the crackle of the radio reported the latest details at the Luxury Docks. Furthermore, additional information about the Serpentine Mansion and its defenders was included in the debriefing. While not heavily reinforced, it did have a number of defenders. The control of the beach front was quickly looking promising for their side. The radio was again was silent once the details had been relayed. Intel like this wasn't exactly the type that could change the war, but every little bit counted he supposed. The news at least revealed the rebellion was making a foot hold at least was somewhat uplifting. There was still hope, even if the reality check had sucked. "Thanks by he way." Stryke muttered appreciatively to Ganyma after a moment or two of silence. Stryke is a Journeytroll in Intel (4d6) Group Progress: Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall Defenders on Standby: 0 Result of Action: Acquired details for coordinates [5,5] & [6,5] (Serpentine Mansion, Luxury Docks)
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 4 6-sided dice:
3, 3, 1, 5
Total: 12 (4-24)
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 3:11 pm
Asking for the radio, Stryke found himself hoping for perhaps a bit more relevant information they could share amongst the team. Hovering over the radio, he sent a relay requesting for more information crossing his fingers that with a bit of persuasion he could get more details from those still actively combing the field. "Come onnnn..isn't there anything else you can tell us?" The yellowblood noted with a bit of a plead to his tone.
"Jez kid, yea sure. How about this, we found an unclaimed area over by the Harbor at 1,5." The voice paused, before adding in. "Oh, and careful at 3,3 the Loyalists have the Library claimed." Stryke made a face at this, not pleased one bit to hear that detail. The transmission ended, the yellowblood looked thoughtful, pondering over the new information before offering the radio again back to Ganyma having more or less snatched it from his hand a moment ago even with having asked in his rush to gather more information.
Stryke is a Journeytroll in Intel (4d6)
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion,
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Acquired details for coordinates [3,3] & [1,5] (Hemisect Library, Harbor)
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Sypon rolled 3 6-sided dice:
6, 1, 3
Total: 10 (3-18)
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 3:17 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Harbor, Hemisect Library
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Rebel base constructed with a durability of 10!
Ganyma had let Stryke take the radio without any resistance. In his state, it didn't seem right to leave him out of the loop. He gave a quick interjection to let Stryke know to give a construction order on the Harbor, and then gasped.
"They're attacking the Luxury Docks!" He gulped, leaping up and grabbing his companion's arm. It was where Totally Spies had just been - he hoped they were out of dodge by now!!"
Ganyma snatched back the radio and clicked it on. "Reinforcement construction on the way to the Luxury Docks! They're taken down our forces, repeat: they've taken our forces!"
Ganyma is rolling 3D6 to construct on the harbor!
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Sypon rolled 3 6-sided dice:
6, 1, 6
Total: 13 (3-18)
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 4:25 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Harbor, Hemisect Library
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Luxury Docks reinforced!
Ganyma was rapidly trying to build on the base, but it was a losing battle. He stepped over a wounded defender and a breath caught in his throat. "Help this troll!" He called out. Ganyma had other trolls he wanted to make sure were okay.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 5:23 pm
Stryke had parted company with his group, given the situation had turned for the worst. He heard the crackling voice coming over the radio, the call that his teammate was injured but okay immediately made him worry. "This is Stryke, do you copy?" he called over the transmission wave in response looking worried instantly. Listening closely, and reviewing the latest data on the battle front he swallowed. The situation looked grim at the docks. "What?! All of you, please be careful get out of their as quickly as you can! I'm going to head to City Hall..I'll hopefully see you guys soon!" Stryke replied worrying at his lower lip, he had to get to a safer location..if some place like the docks could be knocked out so easily the mall wasn't much better. Before ending communication he quickly added. "Over." he let go of the button before swearing grabbing his things and heading off.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 6:31 pm
"I-I am not sure..." Vremea whispered in response to the other teen-- "And I c-cannot check because my r-radio stopped w-working after m-my swim. S-she wasn't n-nearby, to my k-knowledge..." She felt horrible, she just stared while they took over the base... She felt pathetic, like she couldn't do anything. Hearing him properly introduce himself, Vremea sighed and knit her eyebrows together, looking toward him and brushing her hair away from her face.
"I-I... I am V-Vremea Everai. You have my s-sincerest apologies a-as well as my greatest t-t-thanks for your h-help. Understood. C-city Hall, then... But..." She stared at his arm, sliding her hand to the broach that was firmly attached to the bow on her neck. "I h-have not done this b-before, but..." She pressed the broach against his arm, watching it glow slightly and start to heal him, gulping a little as the light gleamed in her eyes. She looked up to his face after it finished, eyebrows still knit in worry. "Is t-that better?"
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 6:49 pm
Noting how there were a lack of loyalists and rather, rebels at the daylight mall, he figured it would be good to pass on a friendly 'hello'.
"Greetings uh- my fellow anarchists?" He was terrible at the whole rebel thing. Still, hair dye, makeup and cloaks did their job. "Phoenix 1 here. Just checking in one our fellow trolls. Radio over if you need anything yeah?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 7:04 pm
All Stryke could really do was keep a positive attitude. That, and keep the silent radio close in the hopes some one would reply. Of course he didn't know of the damaged radios and feared the worse. Especially with receiving no confirmation, nor response of any kind from those he'd relayed his ping too. It was extremely distressing really, and all he could do was worry.
Before leaving in full, he picked up a transmission from a voice he didn't recognize. "Greetings, Just Vigilance here..or at least part of it! Rodger, I'll radio over if needed, same goes for you Phoenix 1." With that he let go of the button, already creeping away from the Mall careful as most of the bases to follow would be Loyalist controlled. His arival at City Hall didn't take too long, running the whole way made the trip manageable at least.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 7:23 pm
"Yuh-yes...!" Said Ganyma thickly. He looked at his shoulder with amazement as it began to heal. "Is this some... New technology? It's amazing!"
He looked up at Stryke. "Could you get us a blanket, please?" Vremea was stuttering from the cold so loudly that even Ganyma got the picture. He huddled next to her, his own still-wet clothes drying significantly faster than her attire. "I'll get you my hoodie."
Ganyma retreated to his bag and pulled out his thick hoodie. It still smelled like Chittentown from the WACKY misadventure. He stripped off his tank and laid it to dry. Returning to the yellowblood, he offered her his garment. "You can use it as a towel or a blanket if you want. Or, um! You can use my tent if you'd like to change and don't have extra clothes! I think I might have extra clothes... I don't think I'm your size," he admitted sheepishly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 8:25 pm
Stryke looked up as the pair arrived, visibly relieved to see at least some of the trolls he'd been concerned over were in fact safe. "Of course, hang on a moment." The yellowblood answered, nodding his head and scampering to retrieve said items.
He didn't even know the stuttering female, but it didn't matter much rushing to get towels and dropping them on eithers shoulders before backing up a respectable distance. "There, that should help a little I hope," The troll smiled at them. "Are either of you alright?" The yellowblood inquired looking between them, leaning in just a bit invading eithers space.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 9:25 pm
Vremea blinked at him, wiping his blood off and pinning it back on her neck bow. "I-It... It is something called an a-artifact..." She murmured softly, touching it fondly. "I r-received it after the W-WACKY event. It was q-quite difficult to g-get..."
Vremea felt very comforted by his words, accepting the hoodie gratefully and looking away, slightly embarrassed when he sat nearer-- but her clothes were soaked! She stood up, nodding at his words and smiling gratefully at Ganyma. "Thank you, Ganyma. I have extra clothes in my bag, but I left it in my own tent, which is quite aways off..." She squeezed out more salt water on the ground, then finger combed it back. "And they were quite literally last resort." Her mouth curled into a frown as she thoroughly analyzed the garment-- this was totally unstylish! But she would have to make it work... "I can try and fix it, if possible? Do any of you happen to have a thread and needle?" She was glad Athene had taught her the basics of sewing. She was getting a lot better at it too! Sure, she was bummed at having to wear, ugh, pants... but then again, they'd have to do. This was no time for fashion! "Is it possible for me to borrow this until I arrive to my hive? I will have it cleaned and I will give it to you immediately after this is all done, provided you give me your address."
When the younger yellowblood brought them the towels, Vremea gave them a small, unsure smile, feeling a little nervous if he was the troll from the radio earlier that day. Then she heard his voice, and relaxed somewhat, but felt a little... strange? She was leaning in quite near... At least he was also a yellowblood! "I am fine. I managed to heal Ganyma before he became seriously injured, but... Other than that, I think we are both alright. All that matters is that we are safe. Who are you? My name is Vremea."
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 9:29 pm
Stryke gave her a treasuring nod given the uncertain look on her face. Hearing that the tealblood had been saved by the girls artifact earned a curious look from him. "I'm glad you were able to heal him..I've been worried, what happened with the radios I never heard anything back." he asked curiously, realizing this perhaps the other yellowblood was from Total Spies. "Oh. Right." he added a touch sheepishly introducing himself . " I'm Stryke Nvrmor. Its nice to meet you Vremea." "Good thing then you were able to be healed." A small sigh followed, about to ask another question when noises caught his attention sending him running to a window. The sounds of battle just outside city hall did not go unnoticed. His grey skin ran cold, a sense of real terror seizing him in that moment. Had the loyalist begun with assaulting their location? Looking between those gathered, he swallowed nervously. "We will likely need to relocate soon..." Stryke added moving over to a window, leaning out to get a good look see at what was going on down below.
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 9:31 pm
They had just gotten here..surely there was something he could do. Grabbing up his radio he squeezed the trigger down. Perhaps it was the tone of his voice but he left no room for argument. "we need units on standby. any and all able bodies please report." He felt impatient impatiently bouncing in place glaring at the radio. Five incoming transmissions, it was better than absolutely no one, perhaps with a bit more time he'd get a few more hits.
Stryke is an apprentice with Rallying (2D6)
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Hemisect Library, Harbor
Defenders on Standby: 5
Result of Action: Stryke rallied 5 defenders and are now on standby!
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 9:50 pm
"Oh, an artifact...?" Ganyma vaguely remembered that he could have chosen an artifact for his success with the WACKY. He wasn't much of a believer in augmentations of strength, when he could utilize his own true power without assistance from... Trinkets. "I got my gloves from there, after I brought in the lusus to the rebellion," he commented. Ganyma displayed his hands, which had the (rather plain looking) grappling gloves in full view. He wasn't intending on bragging about the lusus, and his pride in his own simple gloves was commendable if not foolish.
"Sure, you can borrow that! You just might be mistaken for a tealblood! Uh huh huh!" He chuckled. His symbol was plainly on the back of the hoodie, faded as it was. "Don't worry about it!"
"Hey Stryke, thank you, kid," said Ganyma. He gave the yellowblood a quick nod and retrieved his towel, which he used to fluff up his asymmetrical hair. "We're fine! Now that Vremea used her artifact doo-hicky." He clapped his hand on Stryke's shoulder before receiving the bad news.
"Relocate already? We just got here!" Ganyma was troubled, but at least now he was fit again. He went to go put his tanktop back on, wringing more water out of it as he did. "Can't believe this..."
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 10:05 pm
"think nothing of it Ganyma." he answered him with a thumbs up, wobbling a bit when he clasped his shoulder nearly toppling over.
Following the comment about where they would go..he shook his head."i'm not sure..its either we run or stand and try and fortify our defenses. i'm calling in for whatever backup will anssswer at this point. we gotta do something, this place needs some serious love or else we'll lose it." Stryke answered Ganmya, nodding some fidgeting over the radio he'd kept close at hand. While he repeated the call out that City Hall had its defenders removed and their need for backup.
This time, the sense of urgency imploring those able bodied move to standby and ready themselves for deployment resulted in seven more joining in. While it didn't do much for actually placing them, it at least got the ball rolling.
Stryke is an apprentice with Rallying (2D6)
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Hemisect Library, Harbor
Defenders on Standby: (5 + 7) 12
Result of Action: Stryke rallied 7 defenders and are now on standby!
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