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 Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 8:53 pm
 Survey Mission 4D
Location: Isla de las Munecas
Images:: x, x, x.
General debriefing: A team of dedicated individuals looking to write a magazine article about the island visited the area two weeks ago. Despite search and rescue attempts, none of them have made it back alive. They have noticed however, odd dolls shaped like the team hanging from the tree branches...
* C class difficulty level (must have a team of three, at least one of them must be an intermediate trainee) MECHANICS * MECHANICS: RP assembling a team, as necessary, before heading towards the Lighthouse portal to request a portal to Survey Mission 4D. Once there, roll a 100-sided dice and match the roleplay to the results below, as well as any reactions. Players can continue rolling until any of the players roll a INSANITY ENCOUNTER, in which case the BATTLE PHASE begins. See below for battle phase mechanics. 1- 20: The island is extremely foggy, the ground uneven and moist. You take a few steps in the soft soil until you hear a sudden crunch. You just stepped on the glass eye of a doll. 21 - 40: You notice that the dolls look to be in varying conditions, some with maggots curling out of them while others still look oddly new and untouched. All of the new ones are missing their eyes. 41 - 60: You notice a cabin deeper on the island. Inside is a small den, a few rooms, and a statue of a wolf head, creepily enough. The trap door in the center will not open but you can hear a music coming from underneath... 61 - 80: The wind begins to pick up, as the dolls begin to stir and move, as if with a life of their own. All seems okay until - you see a new addition to the lineup of dolls. Is that a doll of YOU? It is also missing its eyes. 81- 100: BOSS ENCOUNTER: - As you continue walking down you hear a large crack, followed by another. A strange gas explodes from underneath, making you extremely dizzy, as you cough to figure out what is going on, fighting for air now. You have exposed your entire team to a hallucinogen, making everything more terrifying than ever as your vision swims and hops uncontrollably and your hearing becomes muted. Something creaks, groans, lurches underneath you, but is that your imagination? - BOSS MECHANICS: This boss is a mob that has collective 100 HP. Every time you attack it (following the general battle rules), you TAKE 8 damage. AS you can't really see the boss, most of it will have to be dependent on what you can see, if anything at all, from strange faceless figures lurching, half-hopping towards you to the smiling dead coming back and swiping at you. Make sure to tally the boss's total HP (the damage you did to it) at the bottom of your post as well as your total HP and the damage you did that round. If the boss's HP hits 0, you have defeated it, and your team can now take the portal back. * 4 mission reward points for completing this successfully
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 8:58 pm
There were a lot of things she wanted to do with Nevada now that she was back: hang out, swap stories, share naps. But Stormy wanted to be different this time, because this was the year she was going to start being a responsible adult. Besides, Lance had asked the division to complete an external mission before the end of the month, and she had sadly . . . procrastinated . . . really hard about that.
(Things had kinda gotten waylaid after seeing Aria again, not to mention the New Years debacle and this fragment business . . .)
But no excuse! No sir! With purpose she nudged her roommate that afternoon, already dressed to go. "I've already signed us up," she explained happily, after reminding Nevada of the terms their leader had set up last meeting. "Since we need a third, you can pick our partner!"
(This was clearly the approximate of a "welcome back" gift.)
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 9:11 pm
Nevada grumbled as she was pressed towards the lighthouse, A EM mission that she had forgotten to do for Lance in the midst of well...Deus.
Luckily, the person doing the pushing was Stormy and she could never...never really be mad at the girl. It was like kicking a puppy or something...It was like throwing a bucket of Stormy's in the Rivers...No person could be that mean.
"I got a-" Yawn, rubbing at her good eye, "Person in mind then. She's like...a name sister. Sister of names, of the country. A real patriot of sorts. You'd like her..." She hesitated, "Don't start singing God Bless America though when you meet her..."Ol-j-Man Jk...tagging this before I sleep Lizbot Text to America: hey there Miss USA, Mission at the portals with yours truly and the harbringer of cute?
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 11:25 pm
America looked down at her phone with a growing smile. Mission, huh? Maybe she could make a better showing this time, prove to Nevada that she was more than just a moving target. "Yeahyeahyeah gonna do it!" Changing into the uniform she'd been given awhile back and had little reason to wear, she called out, "Hey Pan! If anybody comes around asking, I've gone to do a thing and kick some a**!" Nyxtsuki Moon text to Nevada: be right there She pocketed a few energy bars, just in case, and her swiss army knife, also just in case, and then some lip gloss because maybe this mission required soft, sultry lips with a little sparkle. At no point did it occur to her that she should ask for more information, not even when she was expected to be there.
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 3:28 pm
Sister of names? Patriot? Wait, don't sing? Well now that just made her want to, Nevada, thanks. Stormy stole a peek at her phone (for one couldn't simply build up a person like that) and grinned widely. "Harbinger of cute? Aww~"
She grabbed her runics (bandages and barrier daggers just in case) and struck a pose just to prove herself worthy of the title. "Wait, so is her name really Miss USA?"
(She was really, really out of the Twitter loop.)
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 5:42 pm
"yes, Harbringer of cute things and getting your way with them." She reached over and poked at Stormy's cheek as she snooped on Nevada's phone. "Her name is America, Our homeland. "President of the basement and well...Pretty fun girl....Hey have you seen Chicago? the musical?" Nevada said thoughtfully, interrupting thought processes. "If not, it's the next thing I buy and you and America are going to sit down and watch it."
She didn't bother with grabbing the runic bandages, trusting that Stormy had it covered and shielded her eyes.
Soon enough, she saw the bright red hair of Miss USA arriving, pushing Stormy forward a bit.
"Hi Miss USA." Nevada greeted the other girl, "Welcome to mission time, are you excited?" She gave a lazy smile. "Anything you wanna ask before we head out?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 6:13 pm
Wiggling her eyebrows at Stormy, America greeted her with a sly, "You must be the cute one. America Jones, pleased to meetcha," she held out her hand continuing cheerfully, "...weren't you at the feelings talk with Hot Angry Teacher?"
The trainee pursed her lips at Nevada's question before finally admitting, "I've never done any of these before, so while I'm sure I'll be great, you might want to lay out what you expect from me here."
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 8:48 pm
"Chicago?" Repeating the word alone was a good enough answer to Nevada's question. Even if she had seen it, Stormy would have feigned ignorance as an excuse to do a movie hang out.
A small noise left her as Nevada pushed her forward, and Stormy quickly smoothed herself out. She did not sing "God Bless America" as promised: instead, she broke into the chorus for "God Save the Queen".
(One needed to be careful mentioning music around Stormy, period.)
Afterwards, she broke into a big smile and curtsied. "Just Stormy's fine. Hiya! Um, yeah, I was there; really fun thing, that meeting. Nice t'meet you, though!" She blinked owlishly at the mention of "Hot Angry Teacher" and passed Nevada a curious glance. Inside joke maybe?
"Basically, external missions are just us scouting out an area that's had a lot of weird stuff happening to see if we can uncover something. In this case, we're going to the Isla de las Muñecas," she explained. "It's already a creepy place naturally, but the last team that went there has gone completely AWOL--not to mention there were reports of dolls of the team members in the trees too. If you guys're cleared for runics, I definitely suggest taking at least one."
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 8:57 pm
"Chicago. Okay Movie night next time we are all together." Nevada tucked her phone in her pocket, mentally noting that she needed to ask or find someone to get her a copy of the movie.
"Yes this is the cute-" And then Stormy sang. See now, If it had been a stranger, they would've been surprised...Instead Nevada walked around gathering the supplies as Stormy sang her piece, tucking things in her pocket they might need and then returning to the girl's side once she had finished. "Yes Stormy. Next time, she might sing a disney song...or god bless America."
The angry hot teacher took a moment before Nevada gently bumped a fist to the palm of her hand. "Caelius." She nodded and then went to the portal as Stormy explained the situation and procedure.
"Portals are all clear. Stormy, if you would? America you follow, and I'll pull up the rear in case anything pops at us." She saluted the techs. "For now, we act as recon unless attacked..." Nevada grinned, patting America on the back. "And if we're lucky, we might get to fight something too!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 10:33 pm
Cocking her head, America's expression has both pleased and confused, but in the end she clapped Stormy on the shoulder. "You mixed up the lyrics a bit, but pretty!" My Country Tis of Thee was a wordy piece of music, so she couldn't really blame the other girl for it. She nodded as they spoke about the mission, expression intent. "No runics, but I'll hold my own if it comes down to a fight." The grin that followed plainly said she hoped it would.
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medigel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
87
Total: 87 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 11:36 pm
. . . Wait that's right America hadn't done a mission before to qualify for a runic ahahahahah let's pretend she remembered that. Stormy made a few hand flutters and self-effacing noises that were apparently a substitute for conversation (between her short term memory and the fact that somebody called Caelius hot and right those two songs had the same melody also, she really didn't know what to say anyway), and then eagerly she hopped into the portal to forget all about it. Running away was her forte after all.
It was truly a shame. The island itself was, just like the abandoned park, covered in mist, but Stormy could still easily make out forms in the nearby trees: dolls. Several of which bore striking resemblance to them . . . Great. "'Lucky' means we don't have to fight and get out without a hitch," she countered mildly, though who was she kidding. She was Stormy. The last two times she went on these external missions, she had brought down the monsters in short order.
This time was no difference.
Several steps forward, the ground suddenly fissured underneath her and a loud hiss muffled the trainee's gasp as gas erupted all around them. Stormy could barely get out a few words of alarm before the tell-tale noises of creatures surrounding them began. She'd gotten it wrong: her description had been for "miraculous", not "lucky".
lizbot hello murka she is terrific monster bait
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 10:57 pm
Nevada just sort of chuckled at America's reaction to Stormy, following the girls into the portal. As this was her third time to this Island, She already knew what to look for. Dolls that looked like herself and her teammates, Gas.... "Cover your..." Too late, Gas thickened around them as the dolls seem to come alive. "Cover your mouth!" Nevada shouted out quickly again, "The gas is the worse part!" She brought her scarf up, tucking it in her coat and over her mouth. Shooter glasses were shoved down as she she sprayed bullets at the first thing that moved in the gas, a huge lumbering figure, dropping with each bullet that hit him. "Stormy, I swear.....Can't take you outside for a walk at a Island can we?" She was teasing. Maybe she was teasing. Nevada: 42/50 Damage: 10 Charge: 1/3 Boss: 90/100 Quote: BOSS MECHANICS: This boss is a mob that has collective 100 HP. Every time you attack it (following the general battle rules), you TAKE 8 damage. AS you can't really see the boss, most of it will have to be dependent on what you can see, if anything at all, from strange faceless figures lurching, half-hopping towards you to the smiling dead coming back and swiping at you. Make sure to tally the boss's total HP (the damage you did to it) at the bottom of your post as well as your total HP and the damage you did that round. If the boss's HP hits 0, you have defeated it, and your team can now take the portal back.
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lizbot rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 11:43 pm
America looked over the dolls with a frown. The things never failed to be creepy, and here some a*****e just went for the gold to make them even more unsettling. She peered suspiciously into the mist, not liking what she could see, but hating what she couldn't with an intensity that startled her. Deus was teaching her to really hate surprised, especially when several began lurching toward her. Stryker was out and in her hands within moments, swinging in a blazing golden arc and then shooting out to hit...no, barely even clip the thing in the mist.
"Well dang."
What did I tell you about quips, ghoul? And what's with that stance?! Stryker always grew more critical when there was an audience.
She ignored him and secured her scarf around her mouth instead.
HP: 32/40
Damage: 1
Charge: 1/3
Boss: 89/100
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 3
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2014 1:21 pm
Scarves up, right. Still she had managed to inhale enough to sputter and cough for a few moments, in between these mumbling quick apologies (as she was sure it very much was her fault indeed, jokingly pointed out or otherwise).
"What's with these gas pockets?" Stormy couldn't help but ask as she cleaved through a figure that looked suspiciously like one of those dolls in the trees. Several more leered in the mists. "This happened on the last two I went on . . ." And it was still no less creepy for it.
She cast a glance towards America. "You alright?"
HP: 42
Damage: 7
Charge: 1/3
Boss HP: 82
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 10:25 am
"America, has anyone told you that your reactions are adorable?" Nevada teased, moving around the fog. The words were muffled mostly, but loud enough to hear. Her eye strained to pick out enemy shapes amidst the fog gas, the gas seeping in and tricking her.
"I don't know about the gas pockets...but it's making it worse..." She moved her gun, spraying the dolls again.
Nevada: 34/50
Damage: 11
Charge: 2/3
Boss: 71/100
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