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 Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 6:17 pm
“I'm glad you think so too!” Kursha exclaimed, positively beaming. He was not blind to what was going on. People were losing their confidence, doubt was beginning to spread, and soldiers were hesitant to follow orders. Attacks on both sides had lost their vigour. It was refreshing to have someone who shared his enthusiasm. “Of course! If you wanna raise a ruckus, I'm all for it!” He paused in the middle of the street, casting about for a street sign. Though he had been making his way northward previously, with how the streets zigzagged, it was easy to confuse his sense direction. “I'm at the rail station right now.The theatre is south... southwest of here, right?”
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 6:56 pm
Stryke couldn't help feel like he'd missed something. Why was Kursha's tone so overtly cheerful in light of such a heavy subject. It occurred to him the greenbloods foul temper often seemed most at home in the most destructive of outlets. He was unusually violent, even in a world like Alternia. It didn't exactly bother him, nor was it really something he was all into. It was part of the mission, and got the job done.
Reliability and accountability, now those were things he could rally behind. Some ones worth not measured in blood hue, but in ability and force of will.
Or something like that, he didn't really care. They had a base to take down, and sitting around playing walkie talkie spies didn't accomplish that beyond communication. "Copy that. Head south, and travel west, Past the Library until you hit the Asylum, after that head south. It's not far from it. I'm deploying a mobile unity to claim the area. Double 'O' out." He aburptly cut the transmission, putting his money where his mouth was and radioing in at the beach Resort station.
"This is Double O from Just Vigilance. I need 10 troops deployed to 2,2 the Aiguma Theatre. We are going in. Over." he waited, hearing the relay they understood and would deploy, and take out those defenders.
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market, Bloodfest Stage, Aiguma Theatre
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Mobilizing 10 troops from Beach Resort to Aiguma Theatre in order to attack!
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Green Minuet rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 6, 5
Total: 12 (3-18)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:01 pm
Group Progress: Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market Defenders on Standby: 0 Result of Action: Attacking Aiguma Theatre “Yahoo!” Kursha leapt into the melee with earnest vigour. He pitched explosives the way a flower girl tosses petals at a wedding. Explosions boomed left and right of him and fiery debris rained down from the sky. “We've got them, Str... I mean Agent!” he called over his shoulder to the yellowblood. “They're as good as done!” Somewhere behind him a window shattered.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:10 pm
Ganyma was listless. He had begun to wander around the city, helping where he could, but otherwise flying under the radar. With the rebellion's disguise on, he looked like everyone else. But he at least had an identity, and that was more than Ganyma could say about himself just yet. He wasn't sure, after all, why he was here. Stryke did. He was protecting his home. Kursha was tough to figure out for the troll, but he clearly had a firm position on the matter.
He decided to slide into his masked identity and forget about it. Like he did as a kid -- the masked wrestlers he so admired. He would imagine scenes of grandeur and float away to worlds of his own creation, even in the most dangerous slums of the city. Could this be no different? For now, he hid behind the mask and became calm. The filmy darkness was soothing. He didn't want to think. Ganyma melted away and listened closely to his radio for orders.
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Green Minuet rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 1, 4
Total: 6 (3-18)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:14 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Attacking Aiguma Theatre
While Kursha was looking back at Stryke, he tripped. For a moment there was a near disaster as an explosive landed near his foot. He managed to kick it away just in time. Unfortunately it bounced off the building and burst in mid-air, doing little damage. Kursha was not too phased by the close call or how ineffective his attack had been. In fact, he almost seemed giddy. “See that, cowards?! I'm unstoppable!”
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:20 pm
Stryke had come down to join his team mate, for what reason he wasn't sure. "Damnit be careful, you'll get your own damn ssself killed!" he hissed at the other troll seeing him charge off to exact his destructive path. Perhaps because he'd come to witness the hurricane-like results Kursha seemed to be so good at. What greeted him was not much different then the time they'd spent demolointion training together, this time it was oly more destructive to an even larger structure.
"This place will be ours before much longer." He assessed quietly given the relative data available.
"Agent, do you think you can make this swift? Most everytroll is cleared out on both sides...looks like its hanging on by a thread." His practicality kept him focused. The shattering glass had him holding half his head the noise was deafening, the explosions and fire in buildings he'd seen and frequented made him tired..sad even but he refrained from commenting.
He handed him off another pack of explosives, not trusting himself to finish it. There were other uses of his skill set, this one just wasn't one of them. With his luck he'd blow his hand off his body..or worse.
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Green Minuet rolled 3 6-sided dice:
4, 5, 2
Total: 11 (3-18)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:21 pm
Group Progress: Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market Defenders on Standby: 0 Result of Action: Destroyed Aiguma Theatre Kursha merely laughed off Stryke's warning. “You worry too much!” he teased and continued his assault. Soon, he was well out of earshot. Besides, the explosions were too loud for any more conversation. It took longer than Kursha anticipated but finally the rebel base crumbled. The theatre had suffered damage as well, though it was nothing that Ganyma would not be able to handle. Kursha called him over the radio. “Hey Blue-Suit!” he sang. There was no reply. Kursha tried again. “Blue-Suit? Hello? Hey! Listen up!” There was a buzz of static and then Ganyma's voice came through. “So we took out the theatre,” Kursha purred. “Get your a** down here and help with construction, would you?”
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Sypon rolled 4 6-sided dice:
3, 4, 4, 5
Total: 16 (4-24)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 7:25 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Building on Aiguma Theatre + 16
Ganyma went to work on the new base. There was no one inside -- empty and lifeless. He took a tour through the building and felt a shiver up his spine. Everything in Old Hemisect was eerie. But, at least he felt at home. Dressed in black and wearing a mask, he fit in more than he thought with the decor. He almost considered taking a mask off of the wall and replacing his own with it, but decided against it. This member of the resistance was not a thief.
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 4 6-sided dice:
5, 5, 1, 3
Total: 14 (4-24)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 8:29 pm
While the destruction and reconstruction of Aiguma Theatre went on, Stryke made a point to wander a bit investigating slightly northwest of his current location, discovering the Dead Fields and the rebel established base as well. It wasn't defended, but it was still another location he hadn't had incoming data about since the beginning of the conflict.
[Journeytroll Intel gets (4d6)]
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market, Aiguma Theatre,
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Unlocked coordinates [1,3] ( Dead Fields)
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Sypon rolled 4 6-sided dice:
1, 2, 4, 1
Total: 8 (4-24)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 8:58 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market, Aiguma Theatre, Dead Fields
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Reinforced Dead Fields +8 wow shitty
Ganyma slipped out of the theatre and into a rebel transport. His intel just came in from Stryke, and it was fortuitous that he was in the area. "I'm going to build on the Dead Fields," responded Ganyma to the radio dully. His tone was different through his mask.
The teen went to work. It was no big feat -- the fields were open and uncovered, and the base hadn't been touched much.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 9:07 pm
"Double O, come in. I'm going to go to the shipwreck now," announced Ganyma. "Dead Fields is reinforced. Not great. But acceptable for now." He put the walkie talkie back into his belt and slunk off.
He got to the shipwreck and scowled behind his mask. Royalists had been here, and his base had been... Misplaced. He'd repair it, good as new.
Ganyma made a note to himself to reconstruct his hive when he returned to New Hemisect. Or maybe he would construct a new hive. A small stab of guilt for his lusus was replaced by a more concise form of hatred, and Ganyma pressed on.
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Sypon rolled 4 6-sided dice:
4, 1, 5, 5
Total: 15 (4-24)
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 9:13 pm
Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: Ship Wreck, OH Asylum, Luxury Docks, Rail Station, Swiftscale Hill, Club Condescension, Daylight Mall, Serpentine Mansion, Beach Resort, Hemisect Library, Harbor, Flea Market, Aiguma Theatre, Dead Fields
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Reinforced shipwreck! + 15
Reinforcing the shipwreck was rather restful. The sound of the ocean and lack of rebel defenders left Ganyma alone with his few drone squadmates. He worked diligently through the night and returned to City Hall for rest.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 9:37 pm
Kursha's response earned him a sigh from the other troll. "Seriously, believe it or not it is posssible." Even if the greenblood thought he was immortal, the odds were everyone was liable to get hurt under these conditions. It was part of the risk of all of this running about. By some slime chance, there was a glimmer that his warning might some how keep the kid safe. Even if it was wishful thinking.
"Teal Hulk....we really gotta work on your name.." He paused, pursing his lips slightly. The troll was a gentle giant, but some how it didnt suit him. "This is Double O, copy that. I will add that to our intel pool." Stryke had seen the teal blood briefly so the radio confirmation on his location, and eventual end point was good to have in mind. He could hear something different in the others tone, but couldn't quite place it. "Hey, be safe out there alright? I've said it before but still." The yellowblood added after a moment. "I think I'll start looking for more to call on for help, I'll have to get ready to leave the theater first." Because running around took effort, cuz yeah know. Talking to trolls that were scared, and rallying soldiers that were perhaps agitated took organization. And a s**t load of patience.
"I'm heading back to base for a bit before i do all of that, I gotta do a bit of map studying." He confessed, besides wanting to rest. He headed for City Hall once his business was done so he could have a moment as close to peace as trollably possible.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 10:21 pm
After he had finished with the demolition, Kursha retreated back to the City Hall for some rest. He had been working diligently since sundown and enthusiasm or not, he was beat. There was no point in working himself to death. He had been dozing in one of the temporary recuperacoons when he was awakened by several sounds nearby. Ganyma had returned. Slipping out of the recuperacoon, Kursha shook himself dry. When he was clean of sopor slime, he made his way over to where Ganyma was relaxing. “Ganyma!” he exclaimed in greeting, as he draped himself over the older troll. “How'd it go? Did you build lots of bases for us? Did you run into any royalists?!” His eyes gleamed. At that moment, Stryke entered. Kursha gave him a friendly wave before resuming his interrogation. “Hey, why are you so quiet?” He prodded the older troll's cheek. “Come on! Talk to me~!” He slumped further over Ganyma's shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 10:50 pm
Ganyma was quiet. He slid the mask further beyond his face and held it in his hands, and even as Kursha prodded him he stayed stolid. It was like what Luxara would do.
A pang shot through his chest, and he immediately regretted taking his mask off. The look on Ganyma's face was obvious, and his words were even more transparent.
"I'm fine. I fortified the shipwreck and the base at the Dead Fields. Nothing happened..." Nothing he'd forget any time soon. He hoped Kursha wouldn't prod any further, and vowed to stay quiet about it in his head.
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