Printable Version of Topic Click here to view this topic in its original format
Shining Force Central Forums > RPG Gallery > Shining Force: The Chaos War Part IV

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:43 am
The final battles. The begining of the end. The answers to all your questions. Are you prepared? We will meet each other soon, heroes.
Opening Title: Dogs of War: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/247/1
Shining Force: The Chaos War Outsider Campaign.
Desperate Measures
The planet Rune is torn with conflict. Armies and heroes clash with villains and hordes of unspeakable monsters. Towns burn and villagers flee with terror. Arms are raised and townspeople look to their champions with hope.
This is a time of war.
This is a time for heroes.
This time... Your time...
Has come.
Above the planet the stars serenely glitter. Peaceful. Beautiful.
That peace is soon shattered as part of the void twists and churns within itself. Violently, a hole is torn in space as a bulky and battle-worn vessel exits from it. The hole swiftly seals behind the ship as it glides silently towards the planet below.
Arrival of the Vagabond: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/2607/6
The command deck of the G.S.N. warpship Vagabond is cluttered and busy. Not an inch of space is wasted as deck officers and crewmen man consoles and displays, all under the watchful eyes of the captain, a bearded man who if he had been in a traditional navy would've been labelled an "old salt." As it was, he sighed with relief and leaned back in his command chair.
: "Warp-jump completed, sir. All systems green," the communication officer reported.
"Good," the captain replied, reaching in his coat for a cigar. "Well, Jim old boy... Ball's in your court."
"Elsa. Get the Rangers on the horn and have them assembly in the drop bay in five minutes. We've got a mission to complete," a tall man in camoflague fatigues and matte black blast armor said. Strapping a gas mask over weary and alert eyes, he turned for the door leading out.
: "It's time to get our hands dirty and our boots muddy," Jim said, moving out the door.
Through the halls of the ship, the announcement came.
: "Attention all Rangers. Grab your gear and get to the drop bay. This is not a drill. be combat ready and present within five minutes for briefing. Repeat: Five minutes, to the drop bay."
And the soldiers scrambled to get prepared as the crew turned back to their stations.
In the darkness, barely noticeable among the rubble of long destroyed sattelites and space stations, something clicked. Far away from the approaching warpship, weapons emerged from long dormant hatches...
-----
Far below on the surface of the planet, around the Ancient ruin known as 'Megiddo', a fierce fight had erupted.
Warriors from all over the world, some of them not ever FROM this world, struggle with monsters and abominations as explosions burst in the air and the sky is cut repeatedly by the stacatto cracks of gunfire.
Approaching from the north, this is what the hero Alexander sees. The merchant had told him there would be a great battle, but this is far and above anything he'd yet experienced. This is full scale war.
Instructed by the merchant only that denying the ruin to the Cult would be of the utmost import, Alexander saw only a single detachment of cultists and undead blocking the way to the northern mountain pass. The pass would lead to the front of the mountain, and hug the mountain directly to the front entrance, hopefully bypassing most of the fighting taking place.
Still far in the distance and preoccupied with monitoring the large army locked in combat at the base's front, Alexander had precious time to plan a strategy and confer with his companions...
-----
A bright flash of light enveloped the group...
And they found themselves in front of a large mountain range, smoke rising into the sky and explosions detonating in the air.
The sounds of battle saturate the area and a young woman in odd black clothes frowns for a moment. "This isn't..." She brightens, then.
: "Oh! I know EXACTLY where we are, now!"
"Good!" Viki says, shrugging. "Because I sure don't!"
((Needless to say, all three groups are far away from each other.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:41 am
>Internal System Query: Engage Combat Diagnostic >> Testing all relevant subsystems... >>> Primary Power and Processing: 100% >>> Exoskeletal Integrity: 100% >>> Servomotor Mobility: 100%
>>>> Fine Motor Reflexes: 100%
>>> Pressure Force-Feedback: 100%
>>>> Acrobatic Shocks: 100%
>>>> Fibromusculature: 100%
>>> Combat Protocols: 100%
>>>> Situational Tactical Database: 100%
>>> Valiant Protocol: 100%
>>>> Symbolic and Verbal Recognition: 100%
>>>> Moral-Ethical Matrix: 100%
>> Overall Combat Readiness: 100%
> Diagnostic: PASS
Varro lifts his head towards the alarm, regarding the loudspeaker with an expressionless face, before making his way to the drop bay with his distinctive clomp, clomp steps. A thousand tiny motors whine as massive metallic blue hands close around the hilt of an equally large sword. Varro draws it slowly, as if relishing the sound it makes as it slides out of its place. He carries it, one-handed, into the midst of the assembled Rangers. There is a sound like a fan winding down as Varro stills, and turns his head to the direction of Commander Radford, watching and waiting silently.
Suddenly, the crackle of electricity ripples through the air as Varro drops into a battle stance, sword hefted in both hands.
: "Awaiting orders."

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:46 pm
Kallen smiled to herself as she exits her room, gear on and everything in place. Clad in the typical combat gear she tends to wear, she hefts her grenade launcher and runs from her room, all the way to the drop bay skidding to a halt in front of the other rangers, a grin on her face.
"Wotcha chief!"
**
Michael frowned, studying the area he had shortly arrived in, descending to land when he paused, looking around, his youthful eyes narrowing as he spotted a group of people suddenly appear, and then his eyes widen and he glances the group of...Michael frowns.
What are they? Hmm? Really? Well that's not good...I'd better go assist them.
The young lad speeds towards the group, seeing the flying enemies approach and tuts as he realises the group don't see them. He calls out to them, noting they seem an odd bunch.
"Look out! Above you! Vrocks! Watch out! And don't let them dance, whatever you do!"

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:08 am
A young girl with long, ashen hair glanced uneasily between her companions, shifting awkwardly as she leaned upon her staff. Explosions and light danced all about her as the battle waged on. "You said there was a battle right?" she asked Sheila. "So...this is the right place then? It seems kinda nice!"
A young man dressed in tattered clothing shifts slightly, glancing around with a frown, "Yeah, so..." He looks at the mountain, "Where should we go now then? That is, if you actually do know where we are and aren't lost again."
"Look out! Above you! Vrocks! Watch out! And don't let them dance, whatever you do!"
The teleportress jumped, her head suddenly shifting from side to side dramatically.
"Huh?! Rocks?! Falling rocks? Look out!"
"No, Vrocks! Friggin Vrock, look up!" Sheila says, drawing her guns and grinning as she looks skyward.
"Rocks?" Coventry frowns, glancing around.
"Oh, good, I was afraid there were rocks," she said with a casual grin, before looking up. Her face suddenly contorted in surprise. "Waaahhh!!!"
Michael grinned as the three appeared appeared to get ready for combat, stopping a short distance away from them, his large, shining ethereal white wings making him quite noticeable.
"This is going to be like Duck Hunt!" Sheila says with glee. "Come, get some you flying freaks! Wooooooo!"
"That's not a duck..."
"She's just a bit crazy..." Coventry whispers off handishly to Viki.
Viki grinned, scratching the back of her head with her eyes closed before returning her attention to the Vrocks.
((Shiela's Theme: http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/EverywhereYouGo.mp3))
Gunfire streaks upward, blasting through one of the Vrocks. One of the Vrocks plummets from the sky, black blood oozing from its pulped skull as Sheila jubiliantly cries out, "Got one!"
Michael smiles as one of the vile fiends goes down, landing nimbly and advancing towards the group. He smiles, draping his wings around himself as he tilts his head to one side. "Ah. That one'll do." He giggles, and then unfurls his wings, pointing at one of the Vrocks. A burst of pure white light lances towards one of the enemy, glancing off it, causing the teenager to frown.
"Rocks are ducks and who knows what she thinks those fiends are..." The Doctor continues muttering, holding up a hand and questioning, "Feeling low? Try some happiness."
"Waii....hey! That feels pretty good! Maybe you guys are the ones that are supposed to protect me this time!" With a grin, Viki raised the Wow Wow Wand to the sky. As she did so, an image appeared above her, a golden hued rune trembled and flickered into existence before erupting with a flash. "Here we go!"
As the Rune vanished, a gust of wind suddenly blew an array of junk and trash into the Vrocks before them, clunking off their hides with a variety of metallic thuds and scratches.DragonmasterDon1: Just as quickly, the objects were gone.
Michael frowns, muttering to himself. "The hell was that?"
"You can conjure up trash?" Coventry questions approvingly, "Cool."
Clutching the staff behind her back, she beamed, smiling brightly.
The Vrock dodges out of the center, most of the damage clunking up a wing. The Fiends descend, 6 landing around the trio while the seventh lands before the youth who had wounded it so.
"Wow, your new nickname is Doctor Feelgood!" Sheila says, turning and firing at a new target.
"Jokes on you, that's always been my name." Coventry replies with a smirk.
Another Vrock falls as the gunslinger girl dances around it, filling it with lead.
"I like your shooty thing," Viki exclaimed.
"I know, isn't it awesome! Your magic stuff is pretty neat too!" Sheila replies with a smile.
"Like I said, you have some great guns." Coventry replies with an approving nod.
Michael sighs, shaking his head at the enemy before him, stepping back a little, a white light surrounding him as he pointed again at the Vrock. "DEAD END SHOT!" Another blast of brilliant positive crackling energy spirals from the boys palm and slams into the beast.
The demon squawks, rearing back at the pain.
Coventry bides his time, standing cautiously and waiting for the fiends to strike.
Viki summons a different Rune this time, and a squall of ice and hail rains down around them. Mysteriously, the Blinking Mage and her friends are unaffected.
The ice and hail cuts three of the demons ot the bone, but the others use their wings to shield them somewhat. Viki, though sheer luck or surprising cunning, manage to duck under the first three blows from the monster, being lightly scratched only by the beast's talons. Doctor Coventry quickly patches things up.
The remaining Vrocks close in on Sheila, slashing, tearing and clawing savagely. "You will die this day, wench!" one caws.
Sheila promptly erupts into a flurry of motion somersaulting, ducking, rolling and dancing around the demons as they try in vain to hit her. "What's that? I can't hear you over the sound of your SUCKING!" Sheila taunts. Then a pair of claws digs into her backside. Sheila winces as the claws tear open a gash in her back. "OW! Man... I guess I spoke too soon, eh?" Another Vrock falls, many, many holes now plugged in it. "Hahahaha, AWESOME!" Sheila laughs.
"Hey you ... whatevers! Don't hurt Shiela?" Viki brought the image of the Blinking Rune forth once again, this time attempting to force her speciality upon the remaining Vrocks.
Three of the demons vanish as Michael slays the last with another blast of energy.
"Wow, that's pretty cool! But I've got the last one!" Sheila says. Sheila leaps onto the back of the last Vrock, still wounded by Viki's spells. The beast squawks angrily. "You... You..."
"Buh-bye!" Sheila says, cheerfully blowing out the demon's brains with a quartet of shots to the back of the head.
Victory! Everyone gains 1400 XP. Doc Coventry gains 4000 XP

Posted by: B Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:02 am
Liam stared blankly at his armor's HUD as the computer ran through it's calibration routine. "I really should just leave this damn thing on all the time, stupid startup takes forever and a day... Boss is gonna jump in my ass for being late again, I know it," he thought to himself,
"Hurry up dammit."
"...Systems check complete," the armor responded in a monotone response.
"It's about time."
Liam reached out with his gauntleted hand and picked up his gun gingerly. Moving as quickly as his armor would allow he made his way to the drop bay, and stood next to Varro, his armor increasing his size to nearly the same stature as the combat bot.
: "So exactly what's the plan, boss?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jun 04, 2007 5:27 am
Metal clanked against metal as a warrior stepped into the bay, his furred face visible atop the armor. Looking around, the muscular catfolk nodded to his companions, remaining silent as they prepared for the drop.

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:10 am
"I'm ready, let's make this happen." A woman remarks in a cool confident voice, finishing pulling a glove over her hand. She glances up at the assembled soldiers in the hanger bay, then she shakes her head with a hint of disapproval in her voice, "Are we really planning for a manual descent?"

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:45 am
As if on cue, a small yellow fox takes its place at the side of the psion nomad, rubbing its head against the woman's shin like a loyal pet. The creature's appearance is striking, to say the least; red streaks on his face lead to bright gray eyes, his fur seems to shine gold when the light hits it, and four black-tipped tails sway playfully behind it. One could imagine a smile playing across the fox's snout as it looks to Maria, before turning to the rest of the assembled team curiously.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:22 am
The various troops of Radford's Rangers mill in the drop bay, support crews hauling artillery pieces into dropships as a man encumbered with a bulky backpack makes his way to the group. "Did I miss anything?" he asks. "Engineering wouldn't let me go until I helped them lock down a problem system."
Varro straightens to full attention with an audible creak, speaking in a reverberant monotone.
: "Maria expressed displeasure at the intended deployment plan."
"She would. Mary, Mary, Mary, why do you hate our Basilisks so?" the man says with a grin, patting the hull of one of the massive dropships.
Maria arches an eyebrow as the robot speaks, then shakes her head at the commander.
: "I simply do not understand why you avoid safe instanteous transportation."
Varro pauses.
: "She prefers the use of her own teleportation abilities to physical transportation. Given her background and personality archetype, she finds such transportation distasteful."
She glances at the massive robot.
: "I'm perfectly capable of explaining myself and any criticism I feel."
: "Explanation was requested. It did not seem necessary that the explanation come from you."
"Mary, mary, much as I'd love for you to take me where I want to go, at least with this babe I know I'll end up all in one piece!" the man says with a laugh.
: "The probability of a teleportation mishap is infitesimally small," Varro says. "A qualified psion is approximately as reliable as a spacecraft."
: "L'homme drôle, vos machines tournent l'aganist vous." Maria says with a smile.
"Perhaps, but at least my autotranslator works," Adam says with a grin, fingering a cord running from his helmet to his backpack.
: "Funny man, your machines turn against you." Varro says flatly. "Statement unclear. Are AIs exhibiting rebellious tendencies?"
Maria sighs.
: "Oh right, you installed one in him one too, didn't you?"
: "Universal autotranslators are standard kit for planetside missions," Varro states.
The man shrugs. "Must've been one of the other techs..." then he grins. "Speak to me some more in French, anyway. It's a romance language you know," Adam says.
Varro turns his head to face the engineer.
: "What is the estimated arrival time of Jolly Jim?"
"Too soon," the man says with a frown.
: "It is preferable that Jolly Jim arrives as soon as he is able. The mission is likely time-critical. There is no calculable arrival time that meets the criterion 'Too soon'."
"You would think that," Adam says, looking around. "We're still shorthanded after that last mission... I'm not seeing any vehicles... Not so much as a recon airboat... "
: "Certainly..." Maria replies coldly, smiling sweetly all the while, "Espèce de coureur de jupons pervert, allez vous amuser avec vos jouets."
"Aw, Mary you wound me," Adam says with a frown. He turns, noting the final procedures being run on one of the dropships. "Artillery... At least we'll have some fire support." Artillery crews, marked by their cannon shell insignia help loading crews fill a dropship with large cannon. A group of six troopers in blast armor and gas masks march up and take position around the Ranger's dropship.
Adam winces at their arrival. "Aw man... Hale and his Hypertroopers..." Adam says with a groan.
: "What is the source of your displeasure?" Varro asks. "The Hypertroopers are effective combat units."
"Yeah, but Sergeant Hale..." Adam says, wincing. "Helken liked me more than that guy..."
The drop bay's access hatch opens and a man in blast armor and fatigues marches through.
: "Officer on the deck!" Sgt. Hale shouts.
: "Perhaps it is a defect in your own personality that causes Sergeant Hale to dislike you," Varro says before the hatch opens. He promptly turns on his heel, standing at full attention.
Maria stands at attention.
Adam and the other troops all snap to attention as Jim waves them down.
: "At ease," Jim says.
Maria stands down, sliding her hands into her coat's pockets and waiting for the commander to speak.
A pneumatic hiss accompanies Varro's slightly more relaxed posture.
: "All right, time is running a tad short, so I'll be as brief as I can," Jim says, putting his hands behind his back. "We're currently approaching orbit above the planet Rune. As you may know, we received some anomalous signals, followed quite some time later by a barrage of may days and distress calls," Jim says. "We sent a small warp capable dropship containing our assigned GICS agent aboard and a small strike team, but we've had no contact from them since they arrived, so we do not have as much data to work with as usual. We should have a report from the commscan crews soon enough, but all in all we don't know what the situation is. Until we have an idea of what's going on, I'm not risking a teleport," Jim says. "Hence, this will be a combat drop."
: "What is the expected level of resistance?" Varro asks.
A soft yip ushers from the pet, those turning to see seeing it laying on his side. Apparently, it has fallen asleep from boredom.
Maria manages to keep her snort to a barely audable level.
: "Maria is there something you'd like to share with the rest of the class?" Jim asks with a slight smile, his hearing able to detect even the slightest sign of disapproval.
: "Of course not, commander." Maria replies formally. Jim sighs.
: "All right then. The level of resistance is probably going to be medium to high judging from the distress signals we received. Again, we know nothing for sure. Rune itself is a high magic, low technology world, with some ancient ruins containing both high magic and technology," Jim continues. "Most of you are unfamiliar with the planet."
: "What is the proximity of these ruins to the projected drop site?"
: "We'll know that when comm/scan sends us down their report," Jim says. "If you have any general questions about the place or the mission, I can answer them now, though."
: "Is the primary objective to gather information, stage a rescue, or mount an assault?"
Maria frowns at the news that the situation was completely unknown. No idea who the enemy is, no idea where the enemy is... She perks up as the robot speaks, if there was a mission, certainly there would be an objective.
: "The primary objective is investigate first the source of the distress signals, then the anomalous signals. More objectives will probably be added as we figure out what the hell is going on," Jim says. "From previous experience, the foes usually faced on Rune consist of demons, devils, undead, and the usual monsters. Foes of the more mortal variety as well as robots and machines are not out of the question."
: "You said that our GICS agent was sent in as a scout..." Maria begins cautiously after a moment, "Does this mean that Trio Agent Durance's sister is missing? Possibly dead?"
: "Missing, yes. Dead? Probably not. GICS agents are trained for situations like these, she's probably having the time of her life," Jim says with a sigh. A slight grin tugs at his face. "You know Sheila."
: "What is the probability of allied reinforcement?"
"Besides, the GICS have that soul pullba...WAAAA!" Adam's statement turns into a shout as he trips over a cable that had been looped around his foot. He hits the deck hard, rolling over in disbelief. "What the hell... Where the hell did that come from?!"
Maria frowns at Adam's outburst.
: "Quite done with the slapstick?" Jim asks.
"It wasn't me! Honest!" Adam says, horrified. "Why would I trip myself and actually fall?!"
: "Settle down, figure it out after the briefing," Jim says.
: "Perhaps it is a product of the personality defect Sergeant Hale has detected," Varro notes. Jim grins at that.
: "It might just be. Troops in this sector are spread thin, as usual, so the only reinforcements we can count on will be the Vagabond here. It will remain in orbit to give us support."
: "What about planetside assistance? How capable are the natives?" the robot asks.
: "Though most of the native forces aren't up to par with our standards, they have a long and proud tradition of producing excellent heroes. Should we encounter one of these 'Shining Forces', we can make powerful allies."
: "Do they have Paladins?" Varro asks.
Maria groans at the robot's question.
"Ah man, here it comes," Adam says.
: "Yes, quite a few in fact," Jim says with a smile. "We'll be in good company, Varro."
: "Excellent. When is deploy--"
Varro's words are interrupted as suddenly the ship shakes from side to side. The lights flicker on and off for a moment, then turn red as alarms and klaxons wail.

Posted by: Aldur Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:47 pm
"Well, that's that. Howdy ther-...wow. Hotties. I likey." Michael waved at the group and advanced towards them casually, whistling to himself, looking from Sheila, to Viki and then to Doctor Doom. He smiles brightly, looking at the corpses around him.
"And the guy isn't bad either...I'm Michael. Nice to meet you. So...why are you three sexy angels here? And what's up with that weapon you use? It trumps anything I seen in Saraband."
Michael put his hands on his hips questioningly, a wide grin on his face as his angelic wings faded from sight and the terrifying holy aura vanished.
**
"Woah! Buggers are ambushing maybe!? Maybe we should 'ave dun some of that hocus pocus after all!"
Viletta frowned, looking around, and then back at the chief, awaiting orders, or for someone to let them know what the situation was.

Posted by: FreedomJu Tue Jun 05, 2007 2:17 am
Despite the sudden shaking of the ship, a massive seven-foot tall figure clad in green power armor keeps its balance with ease as it swiftly strides over towards the Rangers before saluting Jim. "Corporal Melissa-127 reporting for duty, Sir!" The female Spartan holds the salute, patiently waiting for Jim's reply despite the fact that they seemed to be under attack.

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jun 05, 2007 3:16 am
The Doctor nods approvingly, "Aren't they something?" He glances back at his companions and rubs his chin, "I'm kind of fond of the little one right now, she's such a cutie, but I can let you have a few hours with the one with the nice guns for a nominal fee."
.........................
A broad muscular feline humanoid listens to the briefing silent. He wears the armor and bears the armaments of a HyperTrooper. His fur is thin, orange with strips of black. His yellow eyes follow the commander respectfully.
Beside him stands a short wiry HyperTroopers with hardened features. He has red hair and brown eyes, he snickers loudly as Adam is tripped.
Resting his hands on his firearm, a large HyperTrooper listens to the debriefing uncomprehendingly.
A tall attractive woman with sandy blonde hair and green eyes watches her comrades bicker amongst themselves silently. She wears a long white overcoat and carries the large Firearm known as a GunCross. She listens to the Commander seriously and seems to pay no attention to the antics of Varro, Adam, or Maria.
A pale young man with drab brown hair and distant eyes stands in the back of the hanger bay, listening to the briefing with feigned interest. He wears a long black overcoat and the emblem of the psi-ops. He smirks slightly as Adam trips and taps his fingers together.
A young woman with black hair and tan colored eyes listens to the briefing intently, bringing up some notes on Rune on a small holographic computer. She wears light battle armor and carries a strange curved weapon made of silver, over her shoulder hangs a simple cloak embroidered with strange designs.
The broad feline hypertrooper holds his firearm at the ready, looking uncertainly around the hangerbay. He growls, "Orders?"
Maria frowns as the ship shudders, warning sirens blaring, and stumbles back a few steps falling into a defensive posture. She glances around at the erupting chaos, poised for emergency deployment at a moment's notice.
"Damn, I'm already lovin this mission." The short hypertrooper mutters calmly, leaning on his firearm and enjoying the flurry of activity, "Start like this deserves a celebration." He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a cigar with a grin.
"Stow that cigar until we're in the victory parade," Jim says, pointing towards the short hypertrooper.
The hypertrooper grumbles and slides the cigar away, muttering, "So much for starting this right..."
"Think of it as motivation, you do your job right, I may even pitch in for a box," Jim says, bracing him against a bulkhead as he taps his communicator.
The tall woman glances over her GunCross calmly, then begins walking quietly towards on the waiting Basilisks. She remains completely at ease even as the others begin to grow agitated.
The young woman wearing the strange cloak frowns, running a quick systems check on the Vagabond with her holographic computer.

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:28 am
The spirit guide starts at the quaking of the spaceship's alloy hull, ears perking with the screeching wail of the potent alarm systems. He is hardly on his feet, rushing himself down to what would be the source of the explosion of excitement, when he stops, remembering a far more efficient way of doing things. Hardly able to contain his enthusiasm, the fox's form vanishes, leaving not a trace of his existence.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 05, 2007 7:34 am
: "My nice guns can shoot wise-asses just as easily, Doctor..." Sheila remarks with a glare. She turns back to the newcomer. "Name's Sheila. Nice ta meetcha. These nice guns of mine," she says, twirling her pistols around. "Are V.A.S.H.s. Variable Ammunition Striking Hawks. You won't find these just anywhere, I guarantee it! Anyway, thanks for the help, I guess. Though we could ask you the same question. We're here for the fighting. You?"
-----
Streams of light fire from ancient sattelites, crashing into the unsuspecting frigate. Within the vessel's belly, crews run to and fro as comm/scan teams desperately sift through torrents of incoming data. In the Drop Bay, troops brace themselves as loading crews begin frantically jamming supplies into the cargo bays of the dropships.
: "Stow that cigar until we're in the victory parade," Jim says, pointing towards the short hypertrooper.
The hypertrooper grumbles and slides the cigar away, muttering, "So much for starting this right..."
: "Think of it as motivation, you do your job right, I may even pitch in for a box," Jim says, bracing him against a bulkhead as he taps his comm-link, patching through to the bridge. "Elsa, what's happening? Wait, patch into the Rangers broadband so everyone knows."
: "Sorry sir, details are sketchy... We've warped out right in the middle of a battle!" the commscan officer replies over the broadband comm. "Orbital defenses are opening up on us, I think we can hold out but this vessel isn't made for heavy firefights..."
: "Elsa, where's the fire coming from?" Jim interrupts.
: "Sorry sir, one... Ah, locked it. A number of sattelites and a ground site... Sir, the ground site... It looks to be an ancient military installation, but it's swarming with soldiers! Sir, I'm picking up G.D.O. IFF tags down there, not to mention hordes of unknowns!" Elsa says, surprised. The ship rocks again. "Base site is... Sending coordinates to drop crews now, and to your tac comps."
Jim pauses as a flow of information scrolls across his heads up display.
: "What the hell... Those mountains are smack in the middle of elven territory, there shouldn't be anything there..." Jim murmurs. "Elsa, get me a scan of the area. And keep me updating on the ship's condition," Jim turns to the troops. "RANGERS! GET READY TO MOVE!"
: "The Vagabond's armor has been damaged, minor system failures in communications. Shields are coming online now, as are weapons. The base... Two ships, small enough to maintain flight in atmosphere are down there. They're coming up on our registry as the G.S.N. Imperius and the G.S.N. Logos. We can't seem to hail them, might be the comm damage. Both are small scale patrol vessels. The troops... A mix of what looks like allies and G.D.O., but I'm having trouble attaching an ID to the unit I see down there... I can't give you too much more information, we're still too far out... Assuming no more sattelites decloak, we should be able to get you planetside."
: "All right. Tell the captain we're loading onto the dropships now, we'll be deploying to the conflict zone ASAP. Keep me updated," Jim said, turning to the others. "Huh... I guess the buggers ARE ambushing..." Jim says with a sigh, then noticing Melissa still at attention. Jim swiftly returns the salute. "At ease, Melissa. Or rather, at combat standing since we're under attack, RANGERS!" Jim barks. "FORM UP! Get into the dropships ASAP! We're dropping and we're dropping now!"
Adam looks a little offput. "Sir? But... But we don't know..."
: "Battle's already been joined, Adam. Not much we can do up here, once we hit dirt we can get some more info to the crew of the Vagabond, or at least take out those ground based cannons," Jim says, already jogging into one of the passenger bays of a troop-carrier Basilisk. Other soldiers begin piling in to other ships, Sergeant Hale barking out a clear call to arms.
: "Come on you punks, you want to live forever?!"
The ship rocks again as a massive beam of energy strikes it from the planet, impacting on shields and causing the ship to shake. Cannons come to life as return fire streaks from the Vagabond, piercing through sattelite after sattelite as the vessel doggedly continues towards the planet.

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 05, 2007 9:04 pm
Michael smirked, wrinkling his nose. "Oh...they're those type of girls? Never mind. You don't know where they've been." Michael burst into laughter at this point, grinning at Sheila's outburst towards the doctor and nodded, not having a clue what the hell Sheila was talking about with her guns.
"I just happened to be coming this way. Looks like help is needed though. I guess I'll chip in for now. These cult people aren't much fun."
**
Viletta merely nodded and grinned, hop, skip and ajumping onto a dropship, whistling to herself, mostly because things were starting to get exciting. I can't wait to tinker with that base...I wonder how tough the mainframe is? Silly question! No computer can stop me!

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 05, 2007 9:19 pm
Sheila's eyebrow twitches. : "WE ARE NOT THOSE TYPES OF GIRLS, THIS GUY IS JUST A JACKASS!" Sheila roars.

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:08 pm
"Wow, Calm down! Calm down! I'm sorry! Geez, I never like the fiery ones..."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Jun 06, 2007 1:19 am
Viki's left eyebrow was raised as she stood impatiently, pushing herself onto her tippytoes and then settling down as the Doctor and Michael conferred. She held her staff above her head after a moment and twirled her wrist, content to watch the top dance about in the sky before her.
"Oh...they're those type of girls? Never mind. You don't know where they've been."
Surprised, she suddenly lost her grip on the staff as it tumbled forward, and she very nearly followed suit in attempt to recover it.
"How'd you know? I don't know where I've been either!" the girl exclaimed, taking a few hurried steps to gather her staff from the ground. She retrieved it, then bowed to Michael.
"My name is Viki! I think ... um ... I think you guys are supposed to protect me this time, maybe." She trailed off, darting her eyes between the three of them in an understanding no one else could likely comprehend.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:03 am
Varro gets on a drop ship.

Posted by: FreedomJu Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:08 am
Upon getting a return salute Melissa wasted no time in swiftly in boarding the dropship. Once inside she swiftly detaches the Gauss Assault Rifle from where it had been magnetically attached to the middle of her back and stows it in an overhead equipment storage rack. The Energy Flechette Gun that been attached in a similar manner to her leg was quickly stashed in the rack under her seat before she straps herself securely onto the seat. [Spartan-127 ready for combat drop,] Melissa reports over the Ranger's communications channel.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:17 am
Dorusan gets onto the drop ship. Riley gets onto the drop ship. Mark gets onto the drop ship. Bridgett gets onto the drop ship. Hardwick gets onto the drop ship.
Aisha gets onto the drop ship.
Maria gets onto the drop ship.
...
"Yes, killing me would certainly teach tolerance and respect." The Doctor replies with a sigh, rubbing his recently busted chin, "I'd forgotten that violence was the proper avenue for addressing social frustrations, silly me." He laughs, then turns to angel lad, "Hey now!" He shakes his head, "Pay attention to the little cutie, she always has protection. Perfectly safe." He frowns, glancing at Sheila, "Well, I'm not too certain about the other one…but risks are what make life worth living, right?"
Michael smirked. "For a cleric, you're certainly an odd one..."
"Well, I could say the same about you angel." The Doctor replies with a smirk, then he frowns, "...but please don't insult me, I'm not a follower of the so-called deities."
"Please, like I'd kill you," Sheila says smiling. "You wouldn't get off that easy."
A rumbling noise overtook all three of their voices. Viki blushed. "Sorry...I....um...I sorta just missed dinner, kinda..."
"I'm an angel? Well...I've been called worse." Michael grins at this, tilting his head to one side. "Not a cleric huh? fair enough...you're all quite suspicious you realize? Especially appearing like that..."
"Geez Louise, you sound like an earthquake..." Sheila says with a wince. She searches around in her pockets, then shakes her head, wincing again. "Outta rations... Sorry..."
She scraped the toe of her shoe along the ground mournfully. "It was a really big dinner, too. Oooooh, it's not fair! It always happens when I'm about to eat!" Off in her own little world, she paced around with her eyes lowered to the ground.
Michael looked at Viki oddly, and then back at the other two. "Ok...you're all odd as well."
"Suspicious?" The Doctor queries, "I'm a reputable salesman." Then he frowns, "So…you aren't an angel then?" He sighs, "Well…Michael, that at least is a relief."
"Sorry to disappoint. Wait, no I didn't...argh. Nevermind. Not a fan of celestia then?"
"I just had a horrifying moment when I thought that you might be...a relative of someone I know." He winces at the unpleasant image and shakes his head as if to clear it, "It would have explained a lot at least."
"Oh. So are you here to fight the cult then?" Michael enquired of the doctor, looking sideways over at the silent ladies.
Viki still sulked, obliviously.
"They the ones at the foot of the mountain?" Sheila asks.
"Demons, devils, people, everything...well, I assume they're here. I mean, I only arrived. They do seem to be the cause of all the fighting. With their undead gun toting skeletons among other things."
"Yes, the mountain right here…" Coventry states, pointing at the mountain. He leans over and whispers asideishly to Michael, "She has a really bad sense of direction."
"So whaddya know about the Cult?" Sheila asks. "I've been out of the loop."
Michael nods at this. "Wow, that must not be a good thing. Handy you're leading them around. Although...it's not quite safe. I mean, you all can do some cool things but we're only four people. Maybe we should...aquire more?" Michael frowned, shrugging. "I don't know. They have 3 real leaders and theres a big fight here over control of this base. Them against a bunch of random groups. I decided to tag along and help."
"I've wanted to expand but…" Coventry frowns, "It's costly and for some reason business hasn't been so good since I picked up guns."
"Yeah, more allies! Preferably as nice looking as you all, though it's not essential to be in the service of good." Michael laughed at this. "Oh...well...maybe we'll see more on the battlefield?"
Viki suddenly perked again. "Or maybe they'll be in villages and ask us to perform mundane tasks first!"
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that... Just give me a few seconds to see what's up..." Sheila says, jumping onto a nearby boulder and perching on it to better see the battlefield.
"Up?" Viki blinked, pausing her paces, to look to the sky warily. "Is the battle up there? I don't think I can take us to it if it is." Even the casual observer would note she did not follow Shiela so much as merely look straight into the sky.
"Careful!" Coventry warns, "There may be more rocks up there."
"Don't be silly Doctor Coventry!" she exclaimed. "Why would rocks need to be careful?"
"'S'ok Doc. I got plenty more bullets then where that came from," Sheila says.
"Oh, right…" Coventry slaps his forehead, "I forgot that massive amounts of destruction power was the solution to all of life's little problems."
"Oh, I see, I see," she muttered loudly. "That's why. If they aren't careful Shiela hits them with her shooty thing."
"Hey, not all... Just most of . And the most fun," Sheila says.
"I think I'm beginning to understand why you get assigned reconnaissance." The Doctor replies with admiration, "You just have such a knack for discretely gathering information."
"Shootin' n' scoutin' have got nothing to do with each other," Sheila said. "I said MOST problems, sheesh! Stop beating a dead horse!"
Tilting her head to the side, Viki scrunched her face at the doctor. "Why did you kill a horse...? What's going on?"
"It was dead when I got there." Coventry replies defensively.
"Poor horsey," Viki concluded, shrugging her shoulders in a heavy sigh before returning to her sulking.
"Better to let dead horses lie..." Coventry mutters, shaking his head, "Let's go, it looks like something interesting is going on up ahead..." He frowns, "I'm tired of waiting."
"Is that why it died?" she asked suddenly, falling in line with Coventry to leave. "Someone told me the truth is a powerful thing. I never thought that meant horses die when they lie though. I'm confused."
"There!" Sheila says, pointing towards a section of the fighting. "Head there!"
"Okay." She simply did so, needing no further explanation.
Coventry steps quickly after Viki, offering her his arm to lean on, "Shall we go?"
She paused, placing a finger on her lip. "Huh? Go where? I thought we were going there to find the head Shiela saw."
"Yeah, yeah, follow me!" Sheila says, hopping down from the boulder.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:23 am
Everyone piles onto the dropships, the hatches of the swift vessels closing as drop cranes manuever them into position. Below the ships, massive airlocks open, yawning as if to swallow the landing vessels whole. The voice of the pilot comes over the intercomm.
"All right ladies, hope you're all buckled in nice and tight..." the pilot drawls. "Detaching umbilicals in three... two... one..."
"Hope you're ready for some fun!" Adam howls.
"Mark."
With a dizzying jolt to your stomach, cables and docking pylons detach from the Basilisk class dropship. The ship falls towards the planet below, soon a shooting star among many. It is followed by four other dropships as the squadron flies from the embattled frigate behind it to the fighting below. The sensation fades as a the pilot speaks.
"Interial stabilizers online and functioning... Heh heh... All right boys n' girls, ETA to combat zone is five minutes," the pilot says. "There's moderate anti-air fire going around, so we're plotting an evasive course and throwing up chaff like it's confetti at St. Gronger's Fest. Things might get a little bumpy... Don't worry though, Captain Jack's got your back. Sit back and enjoy your flight..."

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:39 am

QUOTE (TheUnknownMarine @ Tue Jun 05, 2007 9:23 pm)
"All right ladies, hope you're all buckled in nice and tight..." the pilot drawls.

Maria checks her safety restraints, "I am."
Bridgett nods, "Same here."
Aisha tugs on hers, "Yep."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 06, 2007 4:30 am
The Woren says nothing, strapping himself in with nary a word.

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Wed Jun 06, 2007 9:57 am
"Wow," a bright voice floats through the mind of the nomad, a feeling of familiar enthusiasm washing over her with its arrival. "So this is what it feels like to go on a mission. It's really active and loud...do they always start this way? You know, with the bang and the boom and the fwissh," it asks, images of the previous ship's flashing hull and blaring sirens flashing briefly in her mind.
No, actually... Pure thought conveys her reply slight instants before it takes shape as words, Most of the time, things are much more organized. Memories of orderly filing into dropships flicker through her mind, then lengthy detailed briefings complete with holographic projections of maps and mission objectives. I'm gathering that this is more of an emergency... She leans her head back aganist her headrest. The meaning of her words is transfered by pure thought before the words themselves, the Kitsune gaining comprehension of the technology of which she speaks. This is one of the first times I've been on a dropship descending into a mass of anti-capital ship weaponry. Maria smiles darkly, ammused by some thought. If a stray beam hits us, I doubt that I'll have time to realize it much less port out. Might as well say goodbye now, dodging lasers isn't as easy as our pilot makes it sound. The psi-op taps her head as if saluting an invisible figure, So long, Okori.
Disappointment ripples across Maria's pysche while the spirit takes in the meaning of Maria's thoughts, an image of burning white light rushing the cabin on the heels of a ferocious roar skipping through her mind before the fox replies. "Yeah...if that happened, it'd probably get me, too." The feeling persist for a while of silence before disappearing, as if being shaken off. "Such a boring way to go...you're beeter off thinking of what'll happen if we land! Ducking through a battlefield, dodging blows and explosions and whatever else they can throw at us; I can hardly wait!" The exclamation reverberates throughout the nomad's skull, a spiking high of excitement sparking in her mind, only to drop a few seconds later. "Can't this thing fall any faster?"
As exhilarating as that will be... Maria smiles fondly at the kitsune's impatience, ...I think we're just going to have to sit tight. She glances at the sealed hatch, Command prefers sending this bucket down through a stream of enemy fire, not much to be done about that. She sighs, her thoughts sarcastic, At least, if we survive, we're certain to get a warm reception this way. I mean, wouldn't it just suck if we were to suddenly appear unexpected?
"I dunno...stalking through the halls of the enemy base, taking out soldiers like shadows in the night, sabotaging the base's heart...It could be fun, though not as much as charging the front door sounds." As Okori weighs the options, a scene begins to take form, Maria sneaking around on exaggerated tip-toe before knocking out a Karskin trooper with a karate chop to the neck and opening the door on what looks like a pulsating mechanical heart situated in the center of a very large room. Silence passes over, the image fading. "Yeah, you're right. The front door does sound like more fun."
Maria struggles to stiffle her laughter at the image as some of her comrades look at her questioningly.
"Are you alright?" Aisha questions with a worried frown.
"Think the pressure got to her..." Riley chuckles then laughs openly.
A childish giggles joins in, not reaching beyond the contents of the cortex, but still echoing through her head. "Maybe I can think of something more...," he says, silence once again replacing cranial conversation. An airy sigh is the fruit of the unvoiced labor. "Guess I'm just not good at those."
"Nothing..." Maria replies, struggling to regain her composure, "Nothing at all..." She closes her eyes and leans aganist her seat. Yeah, I mean you only got me laughing out loud once. The psion replies dryly, Heaven forbid that you didn't get me to make a complete fool of myself. She does the mental equivalent of playfully poking the fox in the stomach, Cheer up, I mean, how often do you get to watch me slowly fall to my death in a big metal bucket?
A mental yip is released, the phychic image of the fox glaring at her before continuing the talk. "But death must be so boring. I mean, it's the end. Nothing happens after that. How can you be so fixated on something when you already know what will happen after it? I think it'd be much more interesting of the roof of this thing just all of the sudden peeled off and we could see what they were shooting at us!" For a moment, the image of the metal-shod ceiling vanishes, rivets clanking to the floor as the metal wall peels away like the sealing on a can of sardines. Suddenly, the image stops, confusion coming over before the spectre of a fox appears in her mind, seemingly pouting at her. "Hey, what was so funny about what I said before? I was being serious!"
Maria laughs, mentally, as she summons up the image of her skillfully downing the guard, The idea of me being able to do any of those things is hiliarious. The scene is replaced with one of her going to strike the trooper and instead tripping, falling on her face, You really have an elevated opinion of my prowess... I guess I should be faltered.
"You can't be that bad...Maybe you just need practice!" At this, the skillful take down reappears, except the psion grabs the soldier as he falls and begins repeating the motion, striking the unconscious guard once, then twice. On the third time, the strike seems to have greatly improved, the unfortunate infantryman's head rolling unceremoniously off his shoulders like that of a manikin. The mental Maria covers her mouth in shock as she drops the rest of him, yet manages to look completely unsurprised by the turn of events.
[Will Save: 1...]
Adruptly, her face turning bright red, Maria begins to laugh hysterically. She strains aganist her safety restraints, doubling forward. She covers her mouth with her hands but contiunes to laugh uncontrollable while fighting back tears.
The large feline HyperTrooper shifts uncomfortably, eyeing the psion with apprehension.
Riley bursts out laughing once more, slapping his knee, "This gets better and better!"
Hardwick adjusts his gloves with a frown, looking at his fellow psionic operative darkly. Mentally, he speaks to her, You are embarassing yourself and you are embarassing me, learn some control.
The large HyperTrooper shifts away from the laughing woman, fear flashing in his eyes. He tightens his grip on his weapon nervously.
Bridgett leans back in her seat and turning to look at the psion. Despite the situation, she maintains her composure and merely frowns slightly.
Her flush darkening, the psion visibly struggles to stop laughing and fails misserably. Tears run openly down her face.
[This might be overkill, but...
VoxPVoxD: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPvHX78NZa8]

Posted by: B Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:15 am
Liam wordlessly made his way onto a dropship and position himself into the harness to accomodate his armor. He wasn't too thrilled about the situation they were rapidly plummeting toward. He sighed as he watched the infofeed scroll by on his HUD.
"Well, out of the old frying pan again..." he said into his comm to no one in particular.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 07, 2007 12:29 pm
Varro regards the hysterical Maria impassively. When she calmed down, he speaks. : "You appear to have suffered a bout of temporary insanity. Is this the real reason you oppose using dropships?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:36 am
The turbulence of the dropship increases as the pilot cuts in again. "We're past the atmosphere and are coming right on top of the battle... Get ready to move," Jack says as Adam types something into his wrist computer. "Hey everyone with a H.U.D., go ahead and accept the feed I'm about to give you, I've linked into the dropship's external cameras. Should give us a view of what's going on before we all leap out the door," Adam says as he strikes a final button.
Those with the proper equipment, including the robot Varro, have a small window open up on their heads up display.
The window shows a vast battlefield, craters and corpses littering it as machines fight machine and soldiers battle monster. In the background looms the mountain in which the ruins are supposed to lie. Two lumbering capital ships, no more than 300 meters each, crawl across the sky. Blast and burn marks score their hulls as energy lances to and from the ships.
On the ground, shattered robotic hulks are crumpled next to the smoking ruins of tanks and battlesuits as gun and laserfire splits the sky.
The battle must've been going on for at least an hour...
: "There," Jim says, suddenly. "That hill right there looks like it's got ground to orbit and some AA weapons on it... Adam run the math."
Adam types for a while as the ride gets shakier. Finally, he nods.
"Judging from angle of fire, the position of the Vagabond... Might be some of our targets. Hard to say for certain," Adam says. On the window, a mass of green slowly appears on the otherwise barren hill. At the foot of the hill a large battle takes place between the remnants of a G.D.O. armored detachment and a group of massive monsters.
: "All right, it's good enough for a start..." Jim says. "We'll kill two birds with one stone. Take out those gun emplacements and contact those troops to find out what's going on. Time for the calvary..."
The mass of green suddenly sparkles with light as a hail of lasers fly towards the ship. The dropship banks hard, sending everyone inside straining against their safety harnesses.
"What the hell?! Those... Those plants shot lasers at us!!!" Adam shouts.
: "Prism flowers... This doesn't bode well. Jack! Take us in as far as you can, but don't risk the ship!" Jim orders.
"Roger that... I think once I've landed I should be fine... The damned things shouldn't be able to shoot... No... Blast, they're on a hill. I'll have the ship's comp run a few permutations, land the ship were the hill won't give them an angle of... Damn! They've got a clear shot everywhere sir, sorry," Jack says. "If I move quick I can drop you guys off by using that big melee as cover... But I can't stay around."
: "That's fine. Jack, dust off once you've dropped us. Circle at whatever altitude or distance you need to stay safe, but keep in comm range!" Jim says. "You're our lifeline. Also, inform the dropship with our support crews on it not to land until we've secured this area as a beach-head, understand?"
"Sir!" Jack replies. A pause follows before he speaks again. "ETA two minutes to ground-pound..."

Posted by: FreedomJu Fri Jun 08, 2007 2:37 pm
Melissa couldn't help but frown as she surveyed the battle via the dropship's cameras. The warzone below her was similar the ones she had been to before, but the comment about plants shooting lasers made her wonder exactly what kind of world this was. She cursed herself for not asking her commander for a summary of the briefing she had missed earlier and knew that she shouldn't assume that she knew what she was getting into anymore. She was no longer fighting the Covenant, the enemies she faced now were likely different than anything she had seen before and she needed more information about the situation below.
Her armor's systems read the mental impulses flowing through the neural implant in her neck and a small light appeared in the corner of her HUD, indicating that her communications system was ready to transmit her voice to Radford. [Sir, requesting briefing summary and explanation of 'Prism Flowers'.]
"Prism Flowers are a genetically engineered plant made on this planet," Jim explains to the squad. "They collect ambient light and focus it into deadly beams of energy. This energy strikes everything in a line from the 'prisms' on the flower. I'm told they function much like our own Prism Tanks in terms of actual mechanics, but I don't know much about that," Jim says with a frown. "I'll give you the full sitrep later, long story short, blow up gun emplacements, save the tank company."
Melissa gave a very slight, almost unnoticeable nod of understanding in response. The orders were short and to the point, which was exactly what she preferred. She only hoped that certain members of her unit proved to be more formidable in combat than they looked. The robot in particular appeared rather useless with its sword for this kind of terrain, and the way Maria just randomly laughed earlier didn't instill much hope for her combat ability and sanity in the Spartan's mind.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jun 09, 2007 12:45 am
: "Everyone spread out, but remain close enough to cover each other with supporting fire," Jim orders as the ground looms closer. "Get ready for drop." "Ground Pound in three...." Jack announces. Adam extends the tube of a disposable missle launcher and shoulders it. "That armored company better 'tank' us! Ha!"
"Two!" Jack says. The H.U.D. window shows a large area swarming with enemies. A flurry of missles from the dropship's side bays streaks out and envelops the area in fire, clearing a wide section for the ship to land. Gunfire begins plinking off the vessel's hull.
: "Stow the gags and get ready to slag! Arms up!" Hale roars.
"One!" Jack says, the dropship slowing.
: "Watch your heads and remember to use cover... Saw a few destroyed tanks that might do the job. I want Hardwick and Aisha covering the Heavy Weapons teams. Deploy south of us and keep any reinforcements for the enemy off our backs."
"Zero!" Jack says as the dropship slams onto the ground, jolting everyone inside as the loading hatches open. The safety harnesses spring loose as Jim and Hale are the first out the doors, leading the way.
: "Rangers, deploy!"
Those who leave the ship find themselves facing a titanic struggle. A Thundershock class super heavy tank and a few smaller Calvalier class light tanks are locked in battle, along with the remains of their infantry unit. Their foes are a mishmash of demonic-looking robotic and undead foes as well as a scattering of true demons and monsters. The screams of the dying, the roar of the demon, and the rumbling boom of the Thundershock's titanic gauss cannon all vy to dominate the air with sound.
The Siege of Megiddo: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/771/10
Map:
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/Rangers1a.PNG

Posted by: FreedomJu Sat Jun 09, 2007 1:53 am
Melissa wastes no time in grabbing her weapons and running down the gangplank off the ship with Gauss Assault Rifle in hand. One of the first things she sees is a massive stone and metal like thing almost directly in front of her position that was somehow moving without any kind of technology. Adrenaline pumping through her system, the elite soldier smoothly raised her rifle to her shoulder and pumped off a trio of shots at it. Her aim is true and her first shot punches clean through the head and demolishing it while the other two shots hit the torso. Despite losing its head, the thing showed no signs of dying much to the Spartan's surprise. This unexpected development does not shatter the soldier's cool however as she warily watches the thing and other nearby targets for any signs of a counter attack.
((Heroic Surge used to get off an extra shot, shooting the construct directly north of the dropship. Picture looks like a spider to me, but apparently it is nothing like it.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1= (Rolled an upgraded crit, but thing is a construct)
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1= 12 + 14 = 26
Heroic Surge Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 9 + 19 = 28
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 3 + 4 + 9 + 13 = 29
Attack 2: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 1 + 3 + 3 + 13 = 20
Heroic Surge Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 3 + 3 + 7 + 13 = 26
Total Damage is 75 before any DR and such.
Dodge to whatever the hell I shot is.
AC is 23 normally, 24 with Dodge))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jun 09, 2007 2:10 am
"Permission to make contact with allied forces?" The psionic operative questions as the Rangers make their entrance onto the battlefield. "Yes, but stay alert," Jim says. "Can do..." Maria replies with a hint of a smile, then the space where she had been standing is abruptly empty.
[Psionic Dimension Door: 7 PP Augmentation: 6 PP to manifest as Move Action]
Reappearing near the massive Thundershock, she points a finger at the giant red warrior towering over a hapless but brave marine. A ray of pure destruction laces forth.
[Psionic Disintegrate: Save Passed: 19 Damage]
She then glances at the commander of the ground units defending the warmachine, "Specialist Russo of Radford's Rangers, what is your situation, sir?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jun 09, 2007 2:47 am
> Initiating Combat Subroutines... >>Found. Tactical Maneuver ch001 >Engaging... Varro surges forward, pushing off with his legs, almost leaping towards his enemy. He rears his sword back and swings. Competing with the other sounds of the battle is his voice, crackling with static and reverberation.
: "FOR THE LIIIIIGHT!"
((Charge north, to the SitD Sentinel. PA 4. To-hit 26. Damage is 42+7 Holy
AC 28, HP 191))

Posted by: B Sat Jun 09, 2007 4:06 am
Liam leapt from the dropship and moved east in front of the other soldiers (1 space north, 3 spaces east)on his side of the dropship with his weapon at the ready, his HUD ringing the bizarre spider looking beast in front of him, chiming as a suitable target lock had been attained.
: "So who's up for dispensing some indiscriminate justice?"
Liam asked as his weapon of choice spun up to speed and burped two staccato bursts of yellow bolts at his quarry, followed with a single shot briefly afterward.
...For good measure.
(burst fire -4attack +2 die damage)x2
(single shot)
(attack
(8 +14 BAB +2 DEX +1 TacComp +1 HUD -4 Burst Fire = 22
(18 +9 BAB +2 DEX +1 TacComp +1 HUD -4 Burst Fire = 27
(15 +4 BAB +2 DEX +1 TacComp +1 HUD = 25
(damage
(burst1: 7 +4 +10 +6 +10 +8 +8 = 53
(burst2: 1 +3 +7 +2 +1 +4 +7 = 24
(attack: 4 +10 +1 +5 +6 = 26
(AC: 22 HP: 136

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:12 pm
Holding her guncross to the side, the tall woman speaks words of arcane power and gestures outward with her hand. Time seems to slow for allies near her, though in reality it is they who are quickened. [Haste - Everyone on the right] Following the lead of the SPARTAN, the hypertroopers scatter* and open fire.
*20 feet to the right, then scatter five feet from one another.
With the luck of a beginner, Dorusan manages to get a nice shot off of the fiendish retriever.
[19] [3d10 + 3 = 17 Damage]
Riley curses as his weapon jams and struggles to repair the useless piece of trash.
[1] [4] [Critical miss.]
Mark snaps off a shot that goes wide, doing little good.
[6]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:28 pm
His blade at the ready, the white-furred woren pointed at the group of skeletons in the distance, bringing down holy fire on them. ((Staying put, dropping a Flame Strike on the skeletons by the spellcaster. Centered on the spellcaster, so it'll catch the knight NW of the caster as well.
Flame Strike: 13d6 = 28 fire and 27 holy damage to all within 10' of the caster, Ref save DC for half. ))
Dodge to the Retriever.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 119/119
AC: 24
Spells: 6 [L0], 8 [L1], 7 [L2], 7 [L3], 7 [L4], 7 [L5], 4 [L6]
Buffs: ---

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Sun Jun 10, 2007 8:40 am
The spirit tumbles out of his host's body as the team files out, eager to get right down to the action...if he found something that wasn't so boring. Constructs, devils, plants...how was he going to manage playing with the minds of these things? Then, out of the corner of his eye, he spots a group of humans, clustered together is a loose formation. He taps his fingers, contemplating his actions...until he's hit with inspiration. Magic gestures and arcane words follow, before the spirit points a finger to his targets, unleashing a burst of emotional chaos in the center of the group. Satisfied with his work, he then notices the apparent absence of Maria, now somewhere off in the center of the erupting melee. Hey, he mentally yells, rushing to catch up with his teleporting companion, you're not supposed to leave me here!
[Confusion cast on the space 2 squares north of the SE mage. 22 Will save to negate. Free action to cast Fox-Flight and gain a speed of 90', then move to the space 15' NE, 60' E, 5' NE, 10' N.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jun 10, 2007 10:10 am
Melissa's shots crumble the Retriever where they strike, but there isn't enough of them to down the beast. The construct wobbles, half destroyed on cracked legs. Maria appears next to one of the marines. She instantly notes that the body armor of the troops here is matte black rather than the standard blue and white of the GDO main forces. Though their IFF reads clear, none of the soldiers or vehicles bear the emblem of the organization. The marine turns to speak even as he fires on the iron collosus in front of him.
"Reinforcements? Thank the gods! Patch into comm channel One One Zero Nine, encryption pass is 'Sidewinder," the soldier says. Most of his rounds bounce off the metallic titan, but a few pierce through, creating holes in the monster. "We're using a silenced channel, so don't be surprised if you don't pick it up at first. The CO's in the big tank, but I'm in charge of what remains of our infantry."
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 35 damage after DR. Can't say more this round, but he's still talking.))
Varro charges forward, driving his blade deep into the iron enemy. However, as he attacks so does the gigantic foe bring its axe on the robot. The magical blade bites deeply into Varro's frame.
((AoO: Hit! 23 damage after DR.))
The roar of jets sound as the dropship lifts off, streaking into the stratosphere while dodging as best it can a rain of laserlight from the Prism Flowers.
A column of flame and fire engulfs the spellcaster and his undead, but the knight manages to agilely dodge the fire. When the blaze recedes, the skeletons are burnt but still standing strong. The mage on the other hand, is wobbling on his feet.
Villetta activates her stealth suit, fading into invisibility as she fires a single grenade into the mass of skeletons and mage to the north. The foes explode in a hail of bone shards and blood.
((Hit. HE grenade used. 32 damage to the group
Adam grins as he fires his shoulder-mounted rocket launcher at the iron warrior assaulting Varro. To his chagrin, the missile flies right past the construct, detonating on the side of the mountain.
"Oh, COME ON!" he shouts even as he pulls another disposable launcher out. "B*LLSH*T!!!"
: "Pick your targets and focus your fire!" Jim calls out over the commlink. "Destroy the Retrievers, the spider-like golems first, then focus on those iron giants! Remember to cover each other and keep your heads low!"
((Tactical Aid: Everyone gains +3 dodge to AC for the next 5 rounds. Heroic Surge.))
The Field Commander's gun opens up on the Retriever Melissa targeted, a hail of hypervelocity rounds shredding what remains of the beast in moments.
((Hit. 47 damage. Target destroyed.))
: "STRIKE TRUE AND STRIKE WITH PRECISION!!!" Hale shouts, directing his troopers to open fire on the remaining Retreiver. Lances of cherry red laser light streak towards the spider-like creature as Hale and his men open up with their rapid-fire lasers. Parts of the monster melt, but it's far from destroyed.
((5 Hits. 57 damage total.))
The one Dark Knight shrieks in terror at the fox and runs away from the battle. The other stands still, babbling nonsense.
"But... But... How can then surround us? I had Mordenkainen's Magical Watchdog cast... I TOTALLY did! What do you mean I'm not a mage? Hey, are there any girls here? I wanna get drunk..." the centaur mumbles, in a stupor.
The Retriever that Hale's Hypertrooper attacks vaults through the air to pounce on Jim. The veteran soldier slides under the monster as this happens, rolling to fire upward on his back point blank into the monster's belly. The creature howls as Jim rolls clear, only to get a fiery beam to the back. Jim grunts, but doesn't seem otherwise affected.
((Crit Miss, AoO for 42 damage. Fire Beam for 42 damage to Jim.))
The other Retriever scrambles towards Dorusan, lashing out with its pincers. The soldier manages to avoid the blow at the last minute, though. Looking up, the spidery monster fires a beam of electricity at Liam. The bolt hits and plays havoc with Liam's suit for a moment.
((Miss. Touch Attack: Hit. 42 electrical damage to Liam.))
An explosive bolt hits Pantherath in the chest as the Bowrider's arrows strike the ground the second and third times. The centaur coldly draws another arrow.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 18 damage to Pantherath.))
A lumbering mass of rock charges Liam, but his armor holds fast against the powerful punch.
((Miss.))
Keeping Jim's advice in mind, Varro is able to duck, dodge, and parry the blows aimed against him by the Sentinel.
To the north, a light tank fires its dual cannons. Twin booms sound as a pair of heavy shells rip through a grotesque humanoid with huge claws and a giant stature. The monster collapses, quite dead. As this happens, the laser armed robots turn as one to concentrate their fire on the tank. The hapless armored unit withstands the damage well until a massive Chaos Dragon descends to breath its reality warping breath on it. The tank explodes, leaving behind a battered shell.
((Upgraded critical on the tank cannon. Obscene damage. Dead enemy.))
The remaining Light Tank fires into a golem, blowing off a good chunk of its body while the construct hammers away at the tank's hull.
Concentrating their fire, a team of marines is able to bring down a Sentinel, two laser blasts from the Thundershock's side cannons finishing off the job.
A magic user in dark robes falls screaming as a marine and the machineguns on the Thundershock shred her.
The Thundershock's massive main cannon then fires, the sound drowning out all other battlefield noise for a moment. The gigantic robotic spider opposing it staggers back as a massive breach in its armor appears. It fires its own cannon, a long cylinder crackling with greenish energy. The emerald beam it fires glances off the Thundershock's armor, though.
Near Maria, a marine screams in pain as the Sentinel he stood facing chops him in half with three swift strokes. Two more marines fall to the north, Drowned Eye gunfire shredding the spaces on their bodies not covered by armor.
Another Chaos Dragon swoops down, breathing pure chaotic energy onto the Thundershock. The great tank groans, but stays functional, its integrity being put to the test.
A giant humanoid with grotesque giant claws and a thick carapace opens its mouth to spew a line of plasma onto the last Light Tank while it charges forward. The tank's side armor is breached by the attack though it's still online. The monster heads right for Varro, plunging a claw into his armored side.
((Hit! 21 points of damage to Varro before DR.))
Next turn!
http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/6766/rangers1byt3.png

Posted by: FreedomJu Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:27 pm
Even the elite Spartan couldn't help but whisper a quiet 'what the hell' under her breath at the sight of a column of fire decimating a group of enemies from out of nowhere, fortunately the armor detects that she didn't mean for the others to hear it and does not transmit her voice. Then she notices that everything seemed to be moving slower, something that reminded her of how things appeared to her and the rest of the Spartans after they had gotten their augmentations. Then Jim's advice, or orders as she thought of them, came over her communication system. Unfortunately her line of fire to the nearest Retriever was was blocked by her own allies and instead she opted to instead for pumping a trio of rounds at the one near Radford. Compared to her last trio of shots however, the aim on these seemed to be rather lacking, betraying the surprise she still felt over that column of fire.
((Attacking the Retriever that is right on top of Jim.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1= 3 + 19 + 1 = 23
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1= 5 + 14 + 1 = 20
Haste Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 8 + 19 + 1 = 28
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 8 + 8 + 8 + 13 = 37
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 5 + 1 + 8 + 13 = 27
Haste Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 2 + 1 + 10 + 13 = 26
90 damage before any DR
AC is 27 with Haste and Tactical Aid from Jim, Dodge to that enemy with the stone golem picture for 28 total AC.))

Posted by: B Mon Jun 11, 2007 1:58 am
: "You just want all the attention don't you? Couldn't wait your turn, could you?" Liam turned and fired several vicious bursts at the golem. The noise of the crackling energy pulsing toward the golem drowned out by the high pitched whine of the spinning barrels.
(Burst fire x3
(attack
(10 + 18 - 4 = 24
(18 + 13 - 4 = 27
(5 + 8 - 4 = 9
(damage
(5 +2 +9 +7 +6 +6 +4 = 39
(5 +7 +7 +2 +6 +10 +4 = 41
(2 +8 +9 +6 +9 +2 +9 = 45
(HP: 101 AC: 22

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jun 11, 2007 5:06 am
Don't blame me if you can't keep up, slow poke. Maria taunts mentally, holding out a palm towards the nearby Chaos Dragon. Energy traces across her fingers for an instant. Though nothing more appears to happen as she lowers her hand, her target is in fact subjected to a vicious attack as a barrage of teleportations dislodge thousands of minuscule particles of flesh from the fearsome beast.
[Power Resistance: 20...+ 14 + 2 = PWN]
[Baleful Teleport: 9 PP Augmentation: 5 PP]
[45 Damage : Fort DC 22 for Half]
She taps her head in a salute at the leader of the ground unit, then adjusts the channel on her communicator and vanishes as suddenly as she had appeared.
[Psionic Dimension Door: 7 PP Augmentation: 6 PP to manifest as Move Action]
"La zona in un un zero nove, parola d'accesso è sidewinder." Maria states calmly as she abruptly appears near Commander Radford. Then a faint smile crosses her face as she mentally chuckles, Uh oh, where'd I go now?

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Mon Jun 11, 2007 7:50 am
Watching Maria assault the massive jet-black dragon looming overhead, Okori decides to join in the fun, seeing a truly worthy opponent to test his mettle and refine the fire of his soul...or, at least, nick it before running away. He giggles at the taunts of his host, sending a telepathic tsk tsk before rushing ahead. That's okay, I'll just wait for you up ahead. You're bound to turn up anywhere I am...you're too fun not to! Finishing his charge, he begins another mystic chant, tracing a thin line with a spectral finger that attracts countless threads of light, until a concentrated spear of sun beams lays in the outsider's outstretched palm. Tossing in a motion not quite reminiscent of an Olympian, the javelin sails, impaling the dragon's left shoulder before exploding into a blinding nova of sunlight. Awwww, the fox spirit moans mentally, his shoulders cast down in disappointment at his poor performance, I missed.
[Fox-Flight again to move up another 16 squares north, then peg the closer Chaos Dragon with a Lucent Lance. 22 touch attack hits. 39 damage, Dragon is blinded for this round, then dazzled the next. No save.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:08 am
Riley slams his gun violently in the face of the fiend, struggling with increasing desperation to get the clip unjammed. [7] Dorusan panics for a moment as the fearsome fiend towers over him, firing wildly into the air. Recovering he caps the retriever neatly but then misses again as he takes a step back.
[1] [Confirm: 18] [Miss]
[20] [Hit]
[4] [Miss]
[Damage: 13]
Mark lets out a savage warcry, unleashing a barrage of fire up at the fiendish construct. However, its thick armor and his recklessness cause his assault to do little good.
[4] [Miss]
[2] [Miss]
[4] [Miss]
Bridgett lifts her guncross and levels it at the approaching construct, her beautiful eyes narrowing coldly, "We have stood for the defenseless for time immemorial, you cannot overcome, fiend, no matter what devices you put forth." Her weapon glows with sacred light as she opens fire.
[17] [Smite Evil] [Hit]
[5] [Miss]
[17] [Hit]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:01 am
Hale and three of his Hypertroopers continue to fire at the Retriever on top of Jim, their autolasers tracing lines of fire into the demonic construct. Melissa, however, is the one to finish it. Despite not being aimed well, the three gauss shots blow through the monster and cause it to crumble into rubble.
The hypertroopers on the other side fire on the final Retriever, but barely damage its ailing form. That changes when Bridgett makes her declaration and strafes the beast with a line of holy-imbued gunfire. The demon roars one last time as its form crumbles.
Jim opens fire on the Greater Stone Golem charging in from the north, the hail of gauss gunfire he puts out enough to whittle down the stone form of the construct and reduce its mass considerably.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. 100 damage total.))
A single Hypertrooper manages to strike the golem as well, and Adam grins as he fires his disposable launcher, the weapon impacting on the golem's form and taking off a huge chunk of torso. The erstwhile engineer drops the expended tube and draws his sidearm.
((Hit, Hit. 58 damage total.))
Maria causes the dragon to roar in pain and writhe for a moment, the beast far from dead but clearly hurt from the unusual attack. Then she vanishes, reappearing to give Jim the message.
: "Got it. Searching channels..." Jim says as he begins fiddling with his communicator.
Okori flies forward, his lance of light sending the writhing Chaos Dragon in a frenzy as it lands with a crash, lashing out ineffectually at anything in reach and roaring incoherently.
((lol blind dragon.))
Varro cleaves into the Sentinel with two mighty slashes of his blade. Great gaps are cut into the construct's armor, but the enemy still stands.
Disaster then occurs.
In the midst of loading a plasma grenade, Villetta is struck by an arrow from the Bowrider north. The arrow hits her arm and she drops the plasma grenade at her feet, contact point down. The grenade detonates, sending a shower of plasma over the assembled troops.
((Bowrider Critical Hit! Miss. 45 damage to Villeta. Villeta Grenade to hit: Nat 1. Confirming... Nat 1. Confirming... Nat 2. DISASTROUS FAILURE! All saves I rolled failed. Pantherath, Villeta, Liam and a bunch of NPCs each take 30 fire damage that ignores 20 points of fire resistance.))
Pantherath growls, but puts his hands together and gathers positive energy to him before sending it flowing into the group.
((Dropping a 6th level spell for Mass Cure Moderate Wounds. 20 HP healed to everyone around Pantherath, which is also everyone that got hit by the grenade.))
The Golem punches Liam hard, his H.U.D. showing several systems sliding from green to yellow under the extreme force of the blows.
((Hit, Hit. 56 damage after DR.))
The other nearby Golem charges Jim, crushing a few ribs as a massive stone fist slams into the veteran's chest. Jim shouts in pain and surprise, but keeps his footing.
((Hit. 23 damage after DR.))
The bewitched Dark Knight continues to babble incoherently.
"No, no, no, THAT'S not what the rules say! Centaur charges count as mounted attacks, so when you add all the feats together the end multiplier is x5. If I use this spell to max out my damage roll, plus this buff and that..."
The last light tank fires into its golem opponent, blasting off yet more rock as cracks begin to appear on its armor from the continous pounding of the rocky giant.
Varro manages to parry the attacks of the abomination beside it, claw meeting sword with epic force.
Concentrating their fire, three of the marines are able to severely damage a Torch Eye, the machine finally falling as a side lasercannon from the Thundershock pierces through it.
Meanwhile the Sentinel that Maria had struck falls as a marine riddles it with holes and a lasercannon burst from the Thundershock's secondary laser cannon blasts through it.
Melissa suddenly feels a white hot searing pain lance through her side. Out of the corner of her eye she sees a humanoid robot firing a laser at her from an arm that ends in a bulbous red orb. The red beam goes through her side despite her shields going up to protect her.
((Hit. 65-30 (shields)= 35 damage to Melissa. Shields drained of power.))
A marine slumps down to the ground, dead after his body was shot through by a laserburst and a chaingun blast. Another soldier is ripped apart by the return fire of the cybernetic skeletons to the north.
Another deafening boom rocks the area as the Thundershock fires its devastating main cannon. However, its robotic opponent suddenly hovers up high in the air to avoid the massive explosion. The machine dives down immediately afterward, firing its energy cannon. The line of green energy falls short, however. It nearly cleaves the blind dragon in half before halting, the beam shutting off to avoid friendly fire.
The second Chaos Dragon breathes its warping fire onto the Thundershock, but though the huge tank shudders and cracks in places, it remains fully functional.
Next turn!
Posting Deadline: Wednesday Afternoon.
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/Rangers1c.PNG

Posted by: B Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:38 am
Liam doubled up in pain as the armor completely buckled under the golem's heavy blows, he tasted the rusty tang of blood in his mouth. great, probably cracked a rib : "DAMMIT! This is not good. My armor's about to shit itself, and that's a shade of what I'm about to do to myself," Liam tersely spat into his com as he watched his suit's HUD slide further and further into the red and several audible alarms chimed into his ear.
"I regret that I have but one life to give for my country, and I didn't use it to bring all of you with me"
Liam grimly rammed the barrel of his gun into the golem's gut and opened fire.
(burst fire x3
(attack
( 29 = 14 + 18 -4 +1 PBS
( 16 = 6 + 13 -4 +1 PBS
( 9 = 4 + 8 -4 +1 PBS
(damage
( 39 = 5 8 4 7 3 2 10
( 45 = 7 4 9 9 3 9 4
( 50 = 9 8 6 7 6 8 6
(HP: 25/136 AC: 22

Posted by: FreedomJu Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:26 pm
OOC: I didn't see anything in your post about my DR, TUM. As far as I know my DR is not bypassed by any kind of attack so I should have only taken 30 damage instead of the 35. Melissa grimaced slightly at the pain but quickly pushed it aside. With the Retrievers dead she was free to pick her targets once more, and while she was tempted to shoot back at that robotic thing she knew that it would be wiser to help her allies first. Despite her injury she swiftly and easily swivels around to point her rifle at the golem attacking Radford. She takes a single step forward to decrease the distance between her target and herself, in theory making it easier to hit the thing, a theory that doesn't exactly work as it should have.
((5' step to the left, full attack on the golem punching Jim.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 11 + 19 + 1 = 31
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 = 9 + 14 + 1 = 24
Haste Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 6 + 19 + 1 = 26
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 4 + 4 + 5 + 13 = 26
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 3 + 7 + 6 + 13 = 29
Haste Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 1 + 7 + 13 = 28
Total damage before any kind of DR is 83
AC is 27 with Haste and Tactical Aid from Jim, Dodge to that damn robot for 28 total AC.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 12, 2007 4:23 pm
Varro unleashes a trio of slashes at the construct, one of which goes wide. ((PA 4 Attack rolls: 28, 16, 26 Damage rolls: 38 + 7 holy, 29 + 12 holy, 34 + 8 holy))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:39 pm

QUOTE (FreedomJu @ Tue Jun 12, 2007 12:26 pm)
OOC: I didn't see anything in your post about my DR, TUM. As far as I know my DR is not bypassed by any kind of attack so I should have only taken 30 damage instead of the 35. Melissa grimaced slightly at the pain but quickly pushed it aside. With the Retrievers dead she was free to pick her targets once more, and while she was tempted to shoot back at that robotic thing she knew that it would be wiser to help her allies first. Despite her injury she swiftly and easily swivels around to point her rifle at the golem attacking Radford. She takes a single step forward to decrease the distance between her target and herself, in theory making it easier to hit the thing, a theory that doesn't exactly work as it should have.
((5' step to the left, full attack on the golem punching Jim.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 11 + 19 + 1 = 31
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 = 9 + 14 + 1 = 24
Haste Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 6 + 19 + 1 = 26
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 4 + 4 + 5 + 13 = 26
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 3 + 7 + 6 + 13 = 29
Haste Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 1 + 7 + 13 = 28
Total damage before any kind of DR is 83
AC is 27 with Haste and Tactical Aid from Jim, Dodge to that damn robot for 28 total AC.))

((Lasers do energy damage, they're not affected by DR.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jun 12, 2007 10:51 pm
((Technically, everyone got back 32 HP; Marine didn't take Augment Healing into account. Twitch, you should add another 32 HP to your current, since I don't think you took the healing into account.)) Satisfied with having undone the damage done by the misfired grenade, the Woren aimed at the two large monsters fighting Varro and brought down more holy fire upon them.
((Dropping another Flame Strike, this time centered on the top-right corner of the Ravager (the thing next to the Sentinel, I believe). Dodge to the Knight to the northwest, near the Bowrider
Flame Strike: 13d6 = 24 holy and 23 fire damage to both.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 103/119
AC: 27 (28 against the Knight)
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 7/7 [L3], 7/7 [L4], 5/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]
Buffs: Haste [?? r], Tactical Aid [4 r]

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jun 13, 2007 1:26 am
The psionic operative vanishes once more, reappearing beside her vulpine companion near the ground officer she had been conversing with only a moment before. [Psionic Dimension Door: 7 PP Augment Move Action: 6 PP] Maria then claps her hands together and slowly separates them palms outward. As she does so, a crackling screen of electricity springs into existence, sending forth bolts of lightning down onto the enemy.
[Energy Wall(Electricity): 5 PP]
[Power Resistance: 17 + 14 + 2 = 33]
[Reflex DC 20 for Half]
[22 Electricity Damage]
Big Spider Robot
[8 Electricity Damage]
Torcheye, Drowned Eye, Anti-Air Emplacement x2
[6 Electricity Damage]
Drowned Eye x2, Prism Flower
The three hypertroopers unleash a storm of weapons fire onto the golem assualting their commander. Unfortunately, most of their fire has little effect on its thick skin. However, a few shots manage to cause some damage.
[5] [12] [9] [3] [7] [9] [11] [4] [11]
[Three hits]
[Damage : 26, 25, 18]
The templar rolls forward under the barrage of fire and comes back to her feet north of her comrades. She levels her guncross and fires on the remaining golem, her weapon shines with sacred power but her shot still goes wide.
[Smite Evil]
[6] [Miss]

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Wed Jun 13, 2007 6:39 am
Noting the severe beating the main weapon had taken, the spirit turns to the soaring, blue-scaled monstrosity responsible for the devastation. How rude...Didn't your mother teach you to play nice? I think you need a timeout, he chides before intoning arcane force to form at his call, waves of invisible energy gravitating to the terrible flying lizard; after the dragon has been saturated with the right amount of eldritch energy, he frames the creature's form with his hands, attempting to compress its form into a more peaceful shape, all the while thinking about how nice a snack would be right about now.
[Fox-Flight again to close within 50' of the non-helpless Chaos Dragon, then cast Baleful Polymorph to turn it into a pheasant. Spell DC 23.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 13, 2007 7:56 am
The plasma minigun does its work well, blasting through the Golem's rock belly and causing it to collapse in two large pieces, slagged through the middle. The upper half moves for a little bit, but Liam's final burst cracks apart the construct's face.
((Greater Stone Golem 1 defeated.))
Melissa fires, creating several pits and cracks in the Golem, but failing to fell it. The Hypertroopers around Bridgett then add their firepower and the already badly damaged golem crumbles to rubble from the focused fire.
((Greater Stone Golem 2 defeated.))
: "Thanks for the assist!" Jim says over the comm. "Now let's give Varro some cover fire!"
Jim turns and fires a good thirty rounds over three bursts at the iron giant facing Varro. Though one of the bursts flies too high and misses the Sentinel, the other two hit home and shred off one of the warrior's arms. The metal shield and arm fall to the ground with a heavy thud, leaving the Sentinel defenseless as Varro raises his blade and cleaves through the construct's midsection with two strokes of his blade.
((Sentinel 1 defeated.))
Hale's Hypertroopers slowly advance, keeping up a steady pulsating stream of laser fire on the Ravager. The abomination howls as the many bright crimson beams pierce its skin. Numerous burns now cover its hide.
((All hit in a miraculous bit of rolling. 50 damage total to the Ravager.))
Pantherath casts his spell, a column of purest flame springing up just before Varro. The holy fire melts some of the armor off the iron form of the Sentinal as the Ravager roars in pain.
Viletta scowls as she fires another grenade in between the Bowrider and the Dark Knight. Neither dodge as the explosive goes off, Villetta jogging forward as she slings the launcher.
((Hit. 34 damage to the Dark Knight and Bowrider.))
Adam moves forward, snapping two shots off with his laser pistol that despite having every technological advantage, fail to strike the Bowrider.
The Bowrider fires another two shots, this time at Pantherath. The explosive bolts catch the Templar in the side, detonating and tearing into his skin. The wounds, though painful, are nothing compared to injuries he's survived in the past.
((Hit, Hit. 30 damage total to Pantherath.))
The centaur keeps on babbling, staring into space.
"Derp da derp da derdilly derp!" the centaur mumbles.
The last Golem slams into the last Light Tank. Smoke rises from the armored vehicle as its armored is clearly breached and cracked along the front. Stubbornly the machine continues to work, its pilot firing another blast into the Golem's belly that nearly crumbles the magical statue. However despite both tank and golem being on the brink of destruction, both remain in the fight.
The skeletons leap away as Maria's wall of electricity rises forth like a fire wall. (/obscurereference.) The sparking wall of energy blocks sight and therefore fire from those undead behind its crackling curtain.
The ground officer whistles as he whirls his smartgun in the direction of one of the Drowned Eye emerged from the wall. In unison with another soldier, the pair open fire, shredding the skeleton as it emerges.
"S'like I always said," the officer says as he fires. "Damn what the fundies say, in wartime you can't ever have enough psykes on your side!"
Another one of the unlucky undead is shredded as three of the Thundershock's heavy gauss machinegun turrets turn and fire on it. Bits of bone and metal scrap go flying everywhere.
"Sir, I-ARGH!" the last other soldier says as a machinegun burst hits him in an unarmored. The soldier drops, unconscious and bleeding badly.
((Lucky SoB is at -5 from a critical hit that had every chance of killing him outright.))
Clanking loudly, a menacing robot charges Maria, raising a metal claw, then slashing it downwards. The blade tear through Maria's coat and scrape skin beneath.
((Hit. 17 damage before any DR.))
Once again the giant robot spider and the massive tank fire at each other and only manage glancing blows.
The fox spirit's magic twists and molds the form of the Chaos Dragon grotesquely for a moment before the monstrous reptile regains its original visage. The great dragon moves forward, lashing out with both claws at the flitting fiery fox. One misses by a hair, but the other strikes true, causing a rare moment of pain for the spirit.
((Miss, Hit! 16 damage to Okori.))
The Ravager slashes away at Varro, but the paladin-like robot parries each blow save for a final one that pierces his defenses. Sparks fly as a massive claw pierces Varro's superstructure and damages the systems within.
((Miss, Hit, Miss, Miss. 11 damage to Varro after DR.))
Next turn!
http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/20/908166/Rangers1d.PNG

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 13, 2007 2:36 pm
((Don't think it matters, Marine, but I didn't include Haste in my Ac last round. Both should have been one higher... it's been accounted for now.)) No longer ignoring the centaur, Pantherath extended an open hand in the direction of both centaurs. Closing it with authority, a column of shining flame came down upon them.
((Drop one last Flame Strike, this time on the Bowrider and the Knight, centered on the spot 3 squares west and 1 square south of the Bowrider to get them both.
Move 60' NW (8 squares NW), Dodge to the Chaos robot sprite, on the defensive.
Flame Strike: 13d6 = 26 holy and 26 fire damage))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 73/119
AC: 30 (31 against the Chaos sprite)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 8/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 7/7 [L3], 7/7 [L4], 4/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]
Buffs: Haste [?? r], Tactical Aid [2 r]

Posted by: FreedomJu Wed Jun 13, 2007 3:52 pm
The Ravager was outside Melissa's current range, and while she knew that it would be an easy matter to move closer to it so that she could shoot it she also knew that the thing that had shot her earlier was getting dangerously close to her position. Not willing to risk that laser attack or any other tricks the robot may have, the Spartan sets her sights on it and opens fire. Preoccupied by this as she was, she automatically pushed the other magical effects she was noticing aside to ask about later as they currently had no impact with what she was doing.
((Move up one space/5' then full attack on the robot sprite that moved down/shot me earlier.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 13 + 19 + 1 = 33
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 = 11 + 14 + 1 = 26
Haste Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 19 + 19 + 1 = Critical hit! I figure the thing is crit immune, but I rolled a 28 total on the confirm anyway, just to be sure.
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 1 + 1 + 8 + 13 = 23
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 7 + 9 + 13 = 36
Haste Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 1 + 1 + 10 + 13 = 25 (doubled if it is a crit)
84 total damage before any DR if the last attack is a regular attack.
AC is 27 with Haste and Tactical Aid from Jim, Dodge to that damn robot for 28 total AC
Melissa has 97/131 HP and 0/30 shields.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jun 14, 2007 1:47 am
[Energy Wall] [Reflex DC 20 for half] [22 Electric Damage] Spider Bot [8 Electric Damage]
Anti-Air Emplacement x2
[4 Electric Damage]
Prism Flower
The crackling sheet of electric continues to rain bolts down on the enemy.
The fearsome claws of the mechanical life form do not tear through Maria's coat nor scrape her skin, instead they are resisted by intangible force which wards them away.
[Force Field: 27/40]
Maria frowns at the onslaught of the vicious robot, "I don't have time to deal with the likes of you…"
[Defensive Manifest: 17 + 21 = 38] [Passed!]
[Dimension Door: 7 PP Augmented Move Action: 6 PP]
[Two Squares to the west of top-left corner.]
The psionic operative vanishes from before her attacker, only to reappear near the front of the Thundershock tank. She points a finger at the giant robot spider and smiles coolly, crackling electricity forms around her hand then blasts forward in a tremendous surge.
[Maximized Energy Ray (Electric): 1 PP Augmentation: 13 PP]
[Ranged Touch: 16 + 10 + 3 (Metal Target) = 29]
[Damage: 84 Electric : No Save]
Maria chuckles, questioning the robotic spider, "Do you find my behavior...shocking?"
The three hypertroopers step to the side to clear their line of fire, then unleash another barrage against the beast assaulting Varro.
[Five Foot Step]
[Three Hits]
[13] [18] [19]
[13, 19, 15 Damage]
The guncross Templar frowns at the sight of the massive dragons locked in battle with the Thundershock tank. Taking a step forward, she levels her weapon and opens fire on the nearer of the two draconic enemies.
[One Hit, Two Misses]
[20] [Confirm: 6] [Unknown]
[Damage: 16 Upgraded: 48]

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Thu Jun 14, 2007 5:46 am
The puncture of the claw causes the vulpine apparition to yipe, a surprising amount of resistance to the blow, even as the spirit stumbles away, managing a backflip on his short attempt to retreat. The fiery fox's 'face' contorts into a snarl, flames rising off its back as hackles would on a dog's. Hey! That hurt, you overgrown jerk! If I didn't know better, I'd say you were..., the fox stops mid-sentence, turning to notice that lack of a physical body makes for a lack of physical wounds and, ergo, the absence of pain. Oh...Guess I forgot about that part...but that doesn't change the fact that I'm angry about it! Familiar words and motions draw light into his hands, focusing into another lance of crafted light. Play with someone your own size, he yells, releasing the weapon to fly neatly into the dragon's side, like the ground!
[6 damage to Okori after factoring DR. 5' step south, cast Lucent Lance on same target as last round.
Attack: 1d20(14)+9(BAB)+6(Dex)=29 touch attack. Pass.
45 Damage total to Chaos Dragon. Dragon is blinded for one round, then dazzled for the next.]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 15, 2007 1:18 am
>Structural Damage Report >> Superstructure compromised at 0048,0229 >> Minor servomotility damage >Engaging Compensatory Overdrive... ENGAGED Varro reflexively falls into a defensive position at the mutant's attack, and remains there for a few seconds, immobile. Lost to the din of battle is the sound of hundreds of motors gearing up with a turbulent whine. Blue-white energy cascades across the robot's plating, emanating from his joints. He leaps several feet into the air, bringing the blade down with devestating force. Varro follows it up with two more strikes, each going wider than the last.
((Activate Ability Surge. +8 STR. 1 crit, 1 miss, 1 fumble. The crit dealt 88 damage + 4 holy))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 15, 2007 3:02 am
Pantherath summons a blazing column of holy fire, wiping out the two last Cultists on the field. Hypertrooper fire blows off bits of carapace and draws the creature's attention long enough for Varro to make his move. Varro leaps up into the air and delivers a devastating blow that cleaves the Ravager's head in twain, cutting into and sticking in the chest. The creature falls, Varro having some difficultly but managed to pull his huge sword free.
Melissa inches forward, her shots causing sparks to fly from the robot she engages even though the machine manages to fight on.
((Robots are critable on a 20 only.))
Two of Hale's Hypertroopers move up towards the Ravager, giving Melissa some cover fire as lances of red lance pierce the tall machine. More laserfire strikes the robot Melissa assaulted, melting off some of its outer armor. Finally, a lucky laser shot does the job, striking a vital component and shutting the foe down.
((Hit, Miss. 21 damage to the robot on damage roll that was 1 from max. Miss, Miss, Hit, Hit, on the robot Melissa fired on. 25 damage to it.))
Liam moves up, firing one last burst of plasma at the battered Golem assaulting the tank. The plasma bolts prove to be the straw that broke the camel's back as the golem crumbles to dust at last.
Villetta snaps off a pistol shot that goes wide, then jogs forward, assisted by the haste magic. Adam follows suite, right down to missing with his laser pistol.
Bridgett's shot strike the dragon, but it barely misses an eye, only adding a single wound to the monster's bloody tally.
Maria vanishes and reappears, firing a blast of electrical energy that sends the gigantic metal spider reeling. Perhaps taking advantage of Maria's 'distraction', the massive main gun of the Thundershock opens fire again, shattering the sky with its deafening boom. Several legs are blown off the huge robot as the shot lands dead on. When the dust settles, a large hole is now visible on the machine, spewing sparks. Despite its terrible damage, the robot fires another stream of green energy at the massive tank. Once again however, the energy only manages to find a heavily armor spot to glance off of.
The two side heavy gauss machinegun turrets swing around to blast the robot that had attacked Maria. The onslaught tears off the machine's armor and sends it to the ground, battered and beaten. When it tries to get up, the remaining infantryman turns and hoses it with his own hip-braced gauss machinegun. The robot's head shatters in a shower of sparks and silver shards.
Two Drowned Eye are blasted into bone shards as the last light tank and the Thundershock's side laser cannons fire. However even as the battlefield begins to clear of enemies, one of the robots with the laser arms takes aim at a large crack in the green tank's armor. A shimmering beam of blue light fires from the cannon arm and the last light tank blossoms with small explosions over its hull. The machine grints to a halt, smoke pouring from it.
The dragons are dazzled and blinded, out of the fight... for now.
A jolt of insight rocks Maria and she instinctive dodges left. A thin beam of green energy sears the air where she had been a moment ago. Another jolt and she moves right. A red beam from another robot misses her by inches.
((Your luck holds, Kai... For now.))
Blocked by the opaque wall of energy, the rest of the enemy can do nothing but wait.
Next turn!

Posted by: Alpha Fri Jun 15, 2007 3:07 am
Map link: http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/20/908166/Rangers1e.PNG

Posted by: FreedomJu Fri Jun 15, 2007 4:00 am
With her immediate area clear of enemies, Melissa swiftly looks farther out and quickly grasps the current situation. The robot to the left of the battle didn't have much chance of surviving against that many of her allies over there, and as such she instead focuses her attention north towards the massive tank and the pair of repetillian creatures attacking it. In a split-second her next action is determined and she bolts first to the right with lighting speed, then changes her course north until she reaches the nearest ruined tank. Her back slams into the wreckage as she hides behind it, seeking to the debris as cover.
((Run action first right, then north until Melissa is one space south of the bottom-left corner of the light tank that is to the right of the Thundershock. I don't think anything can shoot me while I'm behind the tank.... but Dodge to the dragon to the right just in case for 28 total AC.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 15, 2007 9:50 am
The three hypertroopers open fire on the closer dragon, each taking a step forward. Their combined training pays off as they manage to follow each other's aim and target weakened areas. [Three hits] [15] [15] [18]
[Damage: 20, 11, 21]
"Bullseye!" Riley cackles as his shots hit an open wound.
The templar smiles in a pleased manner as she looks over the nearly cleared battlefield. She moves forward towards the remaining allied units, then pauses to take a shot at one of the remaining enemy robots...
Things stop going well there.
[Move 30 ft north]
[1] [Confirm: 6]
”You just don’t know when to give up…” Maria shakes her head at the giant robot spider, then she takes a step to the north and turns her attention to the massive dragons, “…but far be it from me to steal a well deserved kill from an ally.” She points a finger at the dragons and the torcheye behind them, it crackles with electricity then blasts forth in a powerful bolt.
[Energy Bolt(Electric) 14 PP]
[Reflex Save DC 22 Half]
[Power Resistance: 15 + 14 + 2 = 31]
[Damage: 53 Electric]
[Chaos Dragon I, Chaos Dragon II, Torcheye]
The crackling sheet of electric continues to rain bolts down on the enemy.
[Energy Wall]
[Reflex DC 20 for half]
[18 Electric Damage]
Spider Bot
[6 Electric Damage]
Anti-Air Emplacement x2
[2 Electric Damage]
Prism Flower
Zap! Zap!

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 15, 2007 12:30 pm
Varro scans the battlefield briefly before settling on a robot far offset from the main fighting. He bears down on it, heavy steps leaving impressions in the blasted earth. As he raises his sword to swing, six tiny rockets spring to life, propelling the blade towards the enemy even faster than he could muster on his own.
((Charge the robot to the south of that busted tank on the left, PA 6, use microthrusters
To-hit: 37
Damage: 42 + 5 Holy
Ability Surge has 2 rounds remaining, microthrusters have 5/6 uses remaining
HP 181/192, AC 28))

Posted by: B Tue Jun 19, 2007 4:58 am
Liam stepped out to give himself a clearer shot on the Dragon beyond the enormous tank to the north, before calmly opening up with his minigun. (5' move NE (3x Burst fire to the East dragon. (to hit: 11 -4 +18 = 25
14 -4 +13 = 23
5 -4 +8 = 9
(dmg
(31
(36

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jun 19, 2007 5:21 am
Noting the downed warrior, Pantherath heads off in his direction, being cautious even as he prepares to come to the soldier's aid. ((Move 9 squares west and 5 squares north. On the defensive and using the standard action to activate Sacred Boost. Dodge to the robot near where Pantherath is.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 73/119
AC: 30 (31 against the Chaos sprite)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 7/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 7/7 [L3], 7/7 [L4], 4/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]
Buffs: Haste [?? r], Tactical Aid [2 r], Sacred Boost [1 r]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:42 am
The Chaos dragon writhes in pain as it is struck by the Hypertroopers, toxic blood raining down on the earth below as it is wounded. The last remaining allied infantryman joins them as his smartgun finds an opening and directs a stream of gauss fire towards it. A trio of massive scales fall to the ground, blasted off the mutated beast.
A Torch eye locks onto Maria, then suffers a system failure, locking up in mid charge.
((Nat 1.))
The two dragons scream louder as the electrical bolt slams into them, a Torch Eye leaping mostly out of the way. The scream only intensifies as Liam adds his own fire to the fray, burning holes through the right dragon with plasma.
Bridgett's gun seizes up with a loud click, jamming as she comes to a stop near Adam. The engineer turns and shrugs. "Sorry Bridge, can't stop to handle your weapon in the middle of a fight. Just a jam anyway by the looks of it," he grins wolfishly. "And come on, making a joke about jamming weapons is too easy... Check back later if you've got something that's a challenge to jest about!" While speaking, Adam had removed the second to last disposable rocket from his pack. His final joke jested, he lifts the weapon to his shoulder, takes aim and fires.
((20... 20... 16. Upgraded Crit.))
The left dragon, in its pain, had its maw open wide to scream. That same maw reflexively closed as Adam's rocket streaked into the dark gullet of the dragon. The beast had just enough time to look vaguely surprised before the missile detonated against the back of its throat, exploding its head and sending the corpse to the ground with a ground shaking thud. Adam looks on, jaw gaping as he surveys his handiwork.
"Bridge..." he says slowly to the Templar beside him. "From now on, I'm sticking beside you... You're good luck or something, he-ARGH!"
Adam is interrupted as a massive laser burst catches him in the side, pain clenching his face as he drops the expended launcher and clamps his hands on the large burn. "Son of a B****! Well, nevermind about that good luck... Stang!" Adam gets out through clenched teeth. "Medic!"
The remaining Chaos Dragon roars at the fox as its sight and senses are regained, slashing and tearing at the ghostly apparition with chaos-imbued fang and claw.
((Hit, Hit, Miss, Miss, Miss. 40 points of damage to Okori. No rolls made for displacement/mirror image/whatever.))
Jim moves forward, pegging the robot Varro charges for with a burst of gauss fire as his soldiers move up behind him, snapping off a few shots with laser bursts. Though most miss, a pair of the energy beams melt part of the machine's side off. Then Varro charges in, his sword's back alight with the blue fire of the microthrusters as the massive blade cleaves the robot in two.
The Thundershock opens up with all guns on the huge robotic guardian of the path, but the machine dodges well enough that the shots either miss or hit heavily armored portions of the construct. The tank shows surprising speed as it drives back and to the left to avoid a blast of energy from the robot. Unharmed by the attack, the tank drives back to its original spot.
: "All troops move up and mop up. This battle's almost over, but stay alert. Maria, how much longer is that wall staying up?" Commander Radford asks over the comm.
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/Rangers1f.PNG
Next turn.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:17 pm
"Taking care of a downed soldier," Pantherath said, his voice it's usual growl. Charging forward, he forced the healing power into the fallen soldier, holy energy maximizing the spell's effect. That done, the woren turned his eye to the Chaos Dragon still alive, preparing for any attacks it might launch.
((Just short of the downed soldier, so... gotta hustle. Charge, using a CCW as my touch attack. Target is prone and unconscious, but I rolled an 8 for formality. Sacred Boost automatically maximizes all healing spells within 60' of me, and lasts until the end of this round, so... yeah.
Cure Critical Wounds: 4d8 +14 (level) +8 (augment) = 54 restored to the downed soldier.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 73/119
AC: 28 (29 against the Chaos Dragon)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 7/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 7/7 [L3], 4/7 [L4], 4/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]
Buffs: Haste [?? r], Tactical Aid [1 r],

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 19, 2007 8:23 pm
His enemy destroyed, Varro lunges forward, only to find that no foes remain nearby. He pauses for a moment, weighing his options, before finally deciding to run towards the distant tank, and Maria. ((Run action to move to due south of Maria))

Posted by: B Tue Jun 19, 2007 10:51 pm
"Bang... yer dead." Liam set his feet and let his minigun fire again before it had finished winding down from his last salvo, the shrill whine of the barrels drowning out everything else around him as they spat lances of plasma across the battlefield heading at the last dragon.
(burst fire 3x to remaining dragon)
(to hit
(08 + 18 - 4 = 22
(11 + 13 - 4 = 20
(18 + 08 - 4 = 22
(damage
(6 + 3 + 3 + 6 + 5 + 4 + 7 = 34
(10+ 6 + 7 + 4 + 9 + 8 + 9 = 53
(3 + 4 + 3 + 5 + 8 + 10 + 6 = 34

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:56 am
Okori gasps dramatically with the rampant gouging of the dragon's claws, threads of energy escaping into the air as it is torn from his form. Such terrific power...The earth surely shakes with fear at your presence! Your existence is a threat to creation itself, the spirit yells, throwing a defiant finger at the chaos-bred beast of burden. I have no choice, then, striking a heroic pose at his oppressor, I must use everything in my power to make sure your progress is halted! Prepare to face-a trio of plamsa bolts melt through his opponent hide, cutting the soul's speech short. One could swear they see him blink at the interruption before he recovers, performing the spectral equivalent of shrugging one's shoulders. Well, seems like I'm not needed here any more...You were getting kind of boring, anyway. Too predictable. With that, he flies off, phasing through the black-scaled monstrosity to zoom straight in front of the massive mechanical spider. Hey, you! Let me show you a new trick I learned! Two spears of sunlight, one thrown a hair after the other, fly into the metal colossus.
[20 damage to Okori after DR. Move 5' NW, 40' W, 5' N. Cast Lucent Lance, then Quickened Lucent Lance on the Mechanarachnid.
Attack 1: 1d20(16)+9[BAB]+6[DEX]=31.
Damage: 11d6[4 1 6 5 1 3 3 5 3 3 4]=38.
Attack 2: 1d20(8)+9[BAB]+6[DEX]=23.
Damage: 11d6[4 1 4 5 2 6 4 2 1 5 5]=39.
Effects of blind/dazzle do not stack.]

Posted by: FreedomJu Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:25 am
Having reached her chosen firing position safely, the next move was naturally to inflict some additional damage upon the enemy. As such Melissa wasted no time in poking her head out of cover and firing her weapon at the dragon. ((5' step to the left, full attack on dragon.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 17 + 19 + 1 = 37
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 = 4 + 14 + 1 = 19
Haste Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 4 + 19 + 1 = 24
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 5 + 9 + 2 + 13 = 29
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 6 + 1 + 10 + 13 = 30
Haste Attack: 3d10+3 + 8 + 2 = 3 + 4 + 3 + 13 = 23
Total damage before DR: 82
Dodge to dragon
AC is 27, 28 versus the dragon.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jun 20, 2007 4:39 am
Almost immediately after Adam calls for a medic, a hand touches his shoulder. Whoever is behind him says the word 'Gires' and some of his pain starts to fade. Standing there with a smile on her face is none other than Jessica. "How are you feeling now, Adam?"
[Psionic Dimension Door (7 PP + 6 PP augmentation), and Gires (9 PP + 7 PP augmentation.
Healing: 5+4+4+5+4+4+1+1+3+5 = 36]

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:08 am
“Just about a minute or so…” Maria replies casually, taking a moment to look over the battlefield, “Well, a minute or the moment you give me the word to take it down.” "Wait for my signal," Jim responds. “Am I idling until then?” Maria replies with a frown, looking up at the massive robot spider.
"Not at all, blast to your heart's content, just don't drop the wall until I say so," Jim replies.
”Righto.” Maria replies with a smile, pointing a finger at the robotic spider, “You just won’t play nice.” Her finger crackles with electricity and sends forth another blast at the robot.
[Energy Ray 1 Augmentation 13]
[Ranged Touch: 19 + Blah = Hit]
[53 Electricity Damage : No Save]
She chuckles, then tilts her head back remarking on an open channel, “Jessica, glad to see you made it…there are some allies who could really use your help up here.”
The Hypertroopers contiune to lay down a barrage of coordinated fire on the dragon. They contiune to do so even as Dorusan slips and drops his weapon.
[16] [1] [16] [16] [15] [16]
[5 Hits, 1 Disarm, 3 Misses]
[Damage: 11, 9, 10, 9, 9]
The Templar clears the block in her weapon, shaking her head at Adam as if disappointed but without any signs of anger, she chides, "Don't let your guard down."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:58 am
Pantherath reaches the downed trooper, sealing his grievous wounds with a touch. The soldier shakes his head and stands, confused. "Wha... What happened?" A storm of plasma bolts and gauss shots pierce the last Chaos Dragon and it falls with a terrible shriek.
Adam nods to Jess with a smile. "Much better Jess, thanks. I thought you were sitting this one out, did you stow away on the dropship? Ha! Not that anyone will mind given our shortage of medics!"
The Thundershock's secondary guns shred the last Torch Eye as its primary cannon blasts a full half of the huge robotic spider off. Amazingly, the machine rights itself and braces itself to fire... Then a blast of electricity combines with a hail of laser fire as Jim's Hypertroopers advance and finally a pair of blinding light lances from Okori. The great machine gives a loud metal groan as it collapses and the lights in its optics go out. Jim turns and shreds the last humanoid robot, moving his fire so that bullets pierce the robot's head and center.
((Crit cannon on the spider, then everyone finished it off. Then, x5 critical with Jim's GSAW for a grand total of 210 damage. Whee!))
: "That's it for the enemies on this side of the wall... Everyone! Spread out in a crescent firing line, Melissa, get there! Hale, take your men there! Adam, see if you can fix up that tank a bit! Bridgett..." Jim orders everyone into new positions, some taking cover and others preparing to fire as Maria holds the wall up.
((Jim orders people into position, meaning new placement on the map. Also, Tactical Aid is used just before the order to drop the wall. Everyone gains +3 AC again.))
"Commander... Radford is it?" the tank commander asks over the comm. He sounds tired, but relieved. "Thanks for the assist. We'll give you a sitrep as soon as this area is secure. Did you get the comm channel codes?"
Explosions elsewhere on the battlefield temporarily drown out Jim's reply. He repeats himself shortly.
: "Yes, I got them. I'll access them shortly," Jim says. "Everyone in place? Ready to fire? Maria, lower the wall on three. One... Two..."
"I love this part!" a gunner from within the Thundershock exclaims.
: "THREE!"
http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/5927/rangers1glf6.png

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jun 21, 2007 10:21 am
”Bye, bye baby…” Maria remarks with a shrug, waving a hand in front of her dismissively. The wall of electricity wavers for an instant then vanishes, “Baby, good bye.” [Dismiss Psionics] [Auto-success]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jun 23, 2007 12:56 am
Varro hurtles forward, charging through the wreckage of the spider robot. ((Double move to end up due east of the big dead robot dealie))

Posted by: FreedomJu Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:38 am
The very moment the wall drops Melissa is on the move and quickly takes up a position near the corpse of the nearest dragon, brining one of the Prism Flowers just into range for her Gauss Rifle. ((Melissa moves the equivilant of two spaces to the North-west and fires at the flower at the top right.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Haste
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 8 + 19 + 1 = 28
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + DEX + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 1 + 10 + 10 + 13 = 34
Dodge to that flower
AC 27, 28 with Dodge))

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Sat Jun 23, 2007 1:53 am
The spirit perks up as Maria lowers the electric influence of the lightning wall...only to see nothing but more undead and robots on the other side. He sighs, resigning himself to spending the rest of the battle with his host, flying back to his host. And you said I had high expectations of you...I think I might've insulted you earlier, he comments mentally, giggling.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jun 23, 2007 2:00 am
As the barrier vanishes, the hypertroopers outleash a barrage of fire aganist the enemy. [20] [Confirm 19] [Confirm 17] [Constructs] [19] [Confirm 7] [Normal] [13] [13] [Four Hits, Five Misses] [Damage: 21[63], 10, 18] The GunCross Templar levels her weapon and opens fire on the LaserEye. "Keep up!"
[9] [19] [Confirm 7]
[Damage: 22 [Possible Miss], 8 [Hit!]]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:33 am
Before anyone can act a hail of brilliant beams rains down on Maria, Varro, the infantry commander, the Thundershock, and Okori as the Laser Eye unleashes its power. Only the robot, already in motion manages to dodge out of the way even partially. The hail of energy bolt just splatters off the heavily pitted and scarred, but still extremely thick armor of the Thundershock, protecting those behind it. The massive cannon of the tank fires shortly after the Laser Eye does, shattering the glass-like focusing disc and blowing apart the robot with a single shot.
((Everyone failed their save except Varro. Everyone takes 35 energy damage, Varro takes 17. Rolled a crit for the tank cannon.))
Melissa moves out of position, firing one shot to the storm of carefully prepared shots fire by most of the others, and leaving the cover of the tank. Jim contacts her over the comm channel the second he sees what she's doing.
: "Mellisa, what the hell are you doing moving out of position?! Why did..." Jim yells, stopping as one of the Prism Flowers turns and sears the SPARTAN with a focused beam of energy. "Damn... Nevermind, just open up with everything you have!"
Melissa's shots combine with two of the Hypertrooper's barrages to shred the targeted flower, prism crystals shattering and plant goo splattering on the rocks.
Aided by a pair of the heavy gauss machineguns on the Thundershock, a lucky shot from one of them explodes the sphere of the Torch Eye, taking down the machine. The robot manages one short lived beam that hits only air before it explodes.
Three more prism flowers are shredded by the last two infantrymen working in tandem with Liam, Jim, and Hale's squad as laser, plasma, and gauss fire combine to incinerate and tear apart the last of the plant based defenses. The plants get off a few shots before they die, though, lines of focused light burning Sgt. Hale, Liam, and the rescued trooper.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. Hale, Liam, and NPCTrooper all take 25 damage that bypasses DR.))
Maria is jolted as a hail of bullets strikes out at her chest, another burst catching Pantherath in the side.
((Critical hit! Hit. 60 damage to Maria. 25 damage to Pantherath.))
Next turn.
A hail of gunfire reduces the last foe to boneshards as Jim talks over the comm channel.
: "Good job! I think that was the last of them in this area, Villetta see what you can do with those big guns. Everyone check in! Jess, Panth, get everyone patched up ASAP," Jim orders.
Victory! 3000 XP awarded!

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jun 23, 2007 5:00 pm
"Get as close as you can," Pantherath said, expending yet more divine power to maximize the effect of his healing spell. ((Sacred Boost + Mass Cure Light Wounds ftw. Mass Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 +14 (cl) +10 (augment) = 32 HP restored to all. If necessary, I can also drop a Mass Lesser Vigor.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Jun 23, 2007 5:19 pm
"Yes sir, right away." [Did you forget that Jess can heal, too? She'll use Sar if she needs to, on the people that are still wounded. PP Cost: 13 Healing: 6+4+4+3+2 = 19]

Posted by: B Sun Jun 24, 2007 7:16 am
*liam slowly panned his vision across the battle field* "I wonder when this is all going to make sense again.."" he said. *his armor left deep indentations in the ground as he moved behind Villeta, he flicked a hydraulic powered finger across her earlobe, damn near removing it from her skull*
*THWAP*
"If you EVER feel like toasting me with a plasma nade again there nublet, I'll punt your ass so far into the maw of the beast he will carve his initials in tomorrows terd. Are we clear on that fishbait?"
In all honesty, he wasn't really mad at Villeta, but he wanted to see how the fresh faced whelp would respond to the challenge.

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:11 am
Okori, caught offguard by the sudden hail of light, throws up his arms in futility and closes his eyes, preparing for the searing jolt of concentrated light to pass through him...but there is none. Slowly, the incorporeal being opens one eye, then another, surveying his form to see that the beam had passed from one side to the other without harm. A relieved sigh escapes his non-physical lips, scanning the destruction the battle had done to the landscape. That ended a lot quicker than I thought it would...Though, depending on how long these guys take to get moving, it could get very boring, very quickly..., he muses, watching the soldiers go about the post-battle procedure.
[Miss chance roll: 1d100(15)=Miss. Okori takes no damage from the energy beams.
Okori is unaffected by the healing taking place.]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:34 am
Varro stomps toward the others, a few errant sparks flying from the damage to his structure. : "Victory was decisive, and the enemy was effortlessly destroyed. Throughout the multiverse, the forces of evil shall tremble at the name of JOLLY JIM!!!" After a moment, the robot pounds his chest with a jerky motion, as if the gesture was preprogrammed. He sheathes his sword, taking no notice of the engineer that has popped up to repair him.
Instead, Varro regards the exchange between Liam and Viletta.
: "Slab Bulkhead, it is against GDO protocol to assault a fellow soldier. Are you unfamiliar with GDO Protocol?"

Posted by: B Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:44 am
*liam shifts to the side, a pneumatic hiss punctuating his movement* "Oh come off it, Varro, a little friendly ribbing between comrades isn't assault, it's just a little reinforcement of the pecking order around here." he smirked as his visor slid up into his helmet allowing for "fresh air", if you wanted to call it that, exposing his face to the atmosphere. He sized up the robot in front of him.
"you and I both know we have to maintain morale to keep our unit in top fighting order"
He punctuated his statement with a large wad of spit pouring from his mouth, and offered a pouch of smokeless tobacco to the robot, knowing full well it had no idea what he was gesturing toward.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 24, 2007 8:55 am
Varro's face is expressionless as he regards his comrade. : "The unit chain of command is set forward by Jolly Jim, who does not need violence to enforce it." When Liam extends his hand, the robot stares at it for nearly a minute. "What is that?"

Posted by: B Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:08 am
: "'s a bit of the ol hair of the dog. Since superstition prevents me from saying we should burn these excuisite "Cuban" cigars I have. Indulging in a victory pinch in the meantime is the best I can offer you at the moment. It's an old tradition from the glory days."
Liam held the pouch out a bit higher.
"you take a bit and stick it between your lip and gums, and just take in the flavor, just dont swallow it cause it makes the less hearty of us sick to the stomach. You earned it after this little scrap I'd think."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:21 am
Varro's helmet rotates back and forth a few times, as if to approximate shaking his head. : "I do not possess the anatomical features required for consumption of hair of the dog. However, the conditions you placed on the offer suggest that several others would be equally qualified to consume dog hair with you. Perhaps Maria, or Adam?"

Posted by: B Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:40 am
:"one of these days, Varro... I'm going to get you back, one of these days..." liam chuckled as he lowered his pouch of chew. "No one out here would indulge themselves in this ritual, as loose as we are, this group is a little bit too out of touch for the old terrestrial fun and games."
he points to Melissa.
"shes too brainwashed by training to think outside of it. Great on the battlefield, terrible at the bar.
Looking over at Maria,
"She's a bit spikey, I chalk that up to her being French, while I wouldnt give her up on the battlefield for anything, she's just... well, you know... French.
And Adam... well, that boy's balls just dropped last week, he's nowhere near ready for the old "dog hair" as you put it.
Rest assured ol buddy, when all this is said and done, you and I will have a cigar to celebrate this. Anatomy be damned. It's the spirit of the ritual, if you will, not the physical action."

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jun 25, 2007 1:51 am
“Italian.” The psionic operative corrects coldly, looking up at the armored bulk of Liam, “If I want to express beauty, I speak my native tongue. If not, there are few languages better suited for malice than that of the French.” She arches an eyebrow, “I also speak celestial and klingon, and while it may surprise you, I’m neither a celestial nor a klingon.”
"Wait... You're not Klingon!?" Riley erupts suddenly, shaking a fist at the psionic operative, "You lied to me, you damn bitch!" Then he bursts out laughing.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jun 25, 2007 1:58 am
Varro looks back and forth between Maria and Liam. : "This conversation requires further study." With that he stomps off, presumably to replay the exchange a few times.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jun 25, 2007 3:17 am
Jim, blood soaking his uniform in several places, takes his place among the injured, breathing a sigh of relief as his wounds are healed by the Templar and Meditech. His wounds sealed, the soldier steps away, turning to the massive tank the Rangers had saved. Almost as if on a cue, the top hatch popped open, exposed a dark skinned helmeted soldier with a calm air of authority about him. Upon noting the rank insignia on Jim's soldier, he affects a small salute.
: “Field Commander Jim Radford,” Jim says, saluting the tank commander back.
“Captain Mulim Mohimir,” the tank commander says. “Many thanks for the support.”
: “Battle's not over yet, Captain,” Jim says, looking around. “While my men get their bearing and get organized, can you fill me in on what's going on?”
“No sir, I am actually not cleared for that,” the captain says, shaking his head.
: “What?” Jim asks.
“Though it has reached the point of an all out assault, this started as a black operation. As such, I am not cleared to discuss mission specifics with anyone not from my division. If you'll use the codes we gave you, you can contact our C/O. He might decide to drop black op status if he learns that we've a chance at being reinforced,” Captain Mohimir says. In the background of battle, an explosion erupts, shaking the ground. “Change that might to almost certainly. We're strong, but we are few to the horde.”
Jim heaves a sigh.
: “What can you tell us?” Jim asks.
“Quite a lot, actually,” Captain Mohimir says with a smile. “The short term objective is to take this Ancient bas... You are familiar with the Ancients of Rune? Yes? Good. This mountain contains the ruins of one of their primary military complexes. It's currently inhabited by the resurrected remains of its military complement, and they are being supported by demons and cultists. The whole lot of them are in service to a faction called the Chaos Cult. In turn the Cult seeks domination of the world... among others things I am not cleared to speak of.”
: “So they're the enemy here?” Jim asks, receiving a nod in reply.
“You should also know the base in question contains a stockpile of mass destruction weapons, possibly still functional... Simply put we must take this base,” the Captain says.
: “Right. Where are you bound now?” Jim asks.
“My squad's decimated and this Thundershock is badly damaged and the only tank left. We're heading back to the field HQ and requisitioning repairs. Good luck with whatever it is your squad was deployed for, I'm taking the sorry shreds of mine back to safety,” the Captain says. Jim nods.
: Understandable. Goodbye and good luck,” Jim says, waving and stepping back. The tank commander salutes one last time, then closes the hatch as the only two surviving troopers climb onto the tank's hull, the massive machine hauling them away from the fighting.
Jim turns to find Sgt. Hale saluting him.
: “At ease. What's the situation, Hale?”
: “Sir, the men have searched the battlefield and the area is secure. We've put together the bodies of the magic user, centaurs, and undead in case they've anything magical on them.”
:"Pantherath, do you have a magic detection spell prepared?" Jim asks, turning to the Woren.
"Not really... I use mostly combat spells," the Woren said. "I can detect magic and poison in people or items, but much else is beyond my specialization."
: "I know that," Jim says with a sigh. "I was just making sure you had enough magic left. Can you check the bodies of the Cultists for magical items? They might come in handy."
The Woren said nothing, but nodded and set to work scanning the bodies.
Two rings, a breastplate from one of the knights, an amulet, a deck of cards, and a vial of liquid glow under the Templar's gaze. Jim nods and puts the items into his pack for later identification.
A beeping noise draws Jim's attention as he shrugs his pack back on. Jim taps a button on his comm control and the familiar voice of the group's dropship pilot Jack fills his ears.
"Good to see you made it, sir!" the pilot says amiably. "With that hill clear there's a narrow field clear of all AA fire. Want me to tell the other drops to start ferrying down the heavy equipment?"
: "Please do. This area is fairly flat and clear... Will this do for a landing zone?"
"It'll do beautifully. I'll contact the other dropships. Jack out," Jack says.
:
"Hale, rally the men. After everyone is accounted for, I'll be taking Liam, Varro, Adam, Viletta, Maria, her familiar, and Melissa. We'll move up and see if we can't knock out a few more of these AA sites. Everyone else, I want you to take them and secure this area for a landing zone. Got it?"
: "Clear as crystal, sir. Don't worry, this place may as well be on the moon, the enemy's not getting it."
: "Good," Jim says, opening a new communications channel. "Radford to Vagabond. Status?"
: "Commander Radford, we've managed to destroy the attacking sattelites, but we've sustained severe damage to our weapons systems and moderate damage to comm/scan arrays. No critical systems have been damaged, though," Elsa says.
: "Can you pinpoint the locations of the remaining AA sites? I want a tactical map sent to me ASAP."
: "We can do it, but it'll take a few minutes to compile with the damage. In the meantime, may I make a suggestion?"
: "Always," Jim says.
: "It looks like there's a surviving Morphos configurable mecha near your position, but it's currently fighting off a huge monster, some sort of giant. The thing's got some friends heading for the battle, too... Ah! Luck's on your side... kinda. Another AA site is near there..."
: "Act as the calvary for our giant robotic friend? Sure... Give me a direction."
: "Northwest by 20 degrees, sir. You can't miss it once you're past that hill. I'll begin feeding you tactical map data," Elsa says.
: "Right. RANGERS! Form up! We've still got a battle to win here!"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 26, 2007 8:43 am
Varro draws his sword again, moving to the front of the Rangers formation. : "Ready."

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 26, 2007 3:32 pm
((sorry folks. I'm back, I'm back.)) Viletta nodded, coming out of her stupor, moving over to the anti air guns control panels, looking around them and grinning as she tinkered around with them. ((53 total on Computer use on them. Whatever I need to do, I think I can.))
Viletta turned to Jim.
"Chief! What do you want me to do with these?"
"Do they work still?" Jim asks.
Viletta frowns. "Technically yes...but it'd take me rather awhile to set up again." She grinned, turning around. "Maria fried these babies good."
"Are they a danger to our ships or not?" Jim asks.
"Nope. They're inoperable for the moment."
"Good. All right, good work," Jim says, surveying the battlefield. "Fall in with the others, we're moving out soon."
"Sure sure." Viletta grins as she strides away from the Chief.

Posted by: FreedomJu Tue Jun 26, 2007 7:06 pm
Melissa once more marveled at the strange things she had been seeing as she was healed by a force she couldn't begin to identify. She wanted answers right away, but they were still in a combat situation and as such kept her mouth shut. However, even with her tightly controlled emotions she couldn't help but feel a small amount of displeasure at the banter of some of her allies. The immediate threat may be over, but there was no way of being completely sure that the enemy wouldn't launch some kind of surprise counter-attack. Her voice was completly neutral however as she replies to Radford's form up command. "Ready to move out, sir."

Posted by: B Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:32 am
"So, we're hoofing it then? Anyone know some good old fashioned work songs?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 28, 2007 9:47 am
The team marches forward, deeper into the battle as explosions and gunfire continue to burst and split the air all around. Jim patches into the comm channel being used by the allied forces, enabling the squad to listen in on the frantic communication between the army...
"The enemy is breaking through our sector, we can't hold 'em! We've got to retreat!"
"Seventeenth Powered Infantry here... Or what's left of us. We've secured their western AA sites. I hope these things were worth it..."
"Fifteenth Mechanized has broken through their second line of defense and is proceeding towards..."
"The objective is ours, sir!"
"Look at the size of that thing, we can't..."
"Run! Run! Leave the wounded behind!"
"Eighteenth Infantry here, requesting any support you can give us, we're being overrun!"
"Second Mechanized enroute..."
"This is the GSN Imperius to ground control, take out those AA sites! Our shields are almost down and the Logos' armor is in bad shape! If you don't secure the sky, you're going to have two very large meteors falling down on top of you!"
A calm and collected voice then comes over the channel.
: "Commanders, if you cannot hold your position, fall back and regroup. This does not apply to teams assaulting AA sites, those sites MUST be taken down at all costs! If we lose the Logos and Imperius, we lose our way home and our primary means of fire support and resupply!"
Jim speaks into the squad's own channel as the team clears a hill.
: "Rangers, prepare for..." Jim stops suddeny. "No... It can't be..." he mutters.
A thirty foot tall mecha, all silver and sleek sides, frantically strafes and jets to and fro with the aid of a move-assist thruster system. Its opponent is an equally tall abominable giant with countless hands and heads, each bearing a sword. An aura of dread seems to permeate the air at the sight of the thing. Only then do you note the shattered remains of two other mecha around the abomination's feet. However, a thin ray of hope shines. Though it still bears many arms and heads, many stumps and bloody holes also dot the creature's body. Terrible wounds and scars of battle riddle the creature even as it tries again and again to close with this last opponent.
: "The god-killer... Hecatonchieres... Rangers! Avoid melee combat with that thing at all costs! Most of our weapons can't even scratch... Wait... Adam, you have an antitank tube left?" Jim asks, turning to the engineer.
"What? Yeah, one or two..." Adam says, wincing. "You... You want me to fire on that thing, don't you..."
: "I want you and Liam to give some supporting fire to that mech. We can't allow this thing to escape and get healed. The abomination looks pretty near death, so..." Jim curses as he spies a pair of the grotesque mutants from the battle before stride over a hill. These ones appear fresh, untouched by fighting, though.
: "Damn it... All Rangers! Charge those mutants! Keep them from attacking the mech at all costs, but keep clear of the Hecatonchieres! Liam and Adam, proceed as planned. For freedom and hope! Fire!" Jim shouts.
Music: Same as before: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/771/10
Battle Map:
http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/4011/rangers2yx7.png

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:22 pm
[I'm not on the map.] "The mutants it is, then?" Jessica points at the closest mutant and speaks a few words. Her eyes glow for a moment and a green ray springs from her pointed finger. [Psionic Disintegrate on the closest mutant. 11 PP + 2 PP augmentation.
Ranged Touch: 14 + 7 (BAB) + 2 (Dex) = 23
Damage: 6+5+3+5+2+3+5+6+4+6+4+6+6+5+5+5+6+1+6+5+1+1 = 96
If it succeeds at a DC 21 Fortitude Save, it takes the damage listed below instead.
Damage: 3+3+2+4+3+4+5+6+2 = 32]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 28, 2007 8:56 pm
Mere seconds after giving the order, Jim could see that the Woren carried it out - literally. White-hot flames, pure as the light, fell from the sky to envelop and cleanse the abominations to the east of the hundred-handed one. ((Move to the spot 4 north and 8 east of Pantherath's current position, then drop a Flame Strike on the mutant bitches.
Flame Strike: 15d6 = 61 damage to both mutants. Dodge to the nearest mutant.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 119/119
AC: 24 (25 against the nearest mutant)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 6/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 7/7 [L3], 4/7 [L4], 2/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]

Posted by: B Fri Jun 29, 2007 6:13 am
: "Provide supporting fire to Giant Mecha, got it." In one fluid motion Liam flicked off the safety and brought the full force of his mini gun to bear on the Hecatonso'cheetos... or whatever it was. Liam really wasn't in too much of a mood to argue bizarre alien names at this point of his day.
(Burst fire 3x
(To Hit:
( 7 + 18 = 25 -4 Burst = 21
(12 + 13 = 25 -4 Burst = 21
(14 + 8 = 22 -4 Burst = 18
(Damage
(10 + 9 + 7 + 1 + 3 + 4 + 4 = 38
(10 + 5 + 7 + 10 + 10 + 7 + 6 = 55
( 5 + 2 + 4 + 9 + 9 + 3 + 9 = 41
(HP: 51 / 136 AC: 22

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 29, 2007 10:19 am
Maria frowns for a moment, examining the situation objectively, then she shakes her head with a sigh, "No... That wouldn't work..." Instead, she draws her sidearm and opens fire on the advancing mutants! [Attack 1: 3 + 10 = 13] [Ignore Armor and DR.]
[Damage: 4]
[Attack 2: 19 + 5 = 24] [Ignore Armor and DR.]
[Damage: 19]
Mentally, she queries her vulpine companion, Got any ideas, bright eyes? Mine aren't looking so promising.

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Sat Jun 30, 2007 12:18 am
A bout of nervous laughter enters the psion's mind at her inquiry, the fox staring straight at the squirming mass of goliath arms and heads. I, uh, erm...well, if worst comes to worst, at least we'll have a headstart? The laughter dies down, the spirit realizing there's really nothing funny about their predicament, before turning his attention to the approaching group of super mutants. Breaking to the east, he manipulates arcane forces to create a wave of befuddlement centered in between the lumbering, disfigured foes.
[50' move east, Confusion cast on the space between the two super mutants.]

Posted by: FreedomJu Sun Jul 01, 2007 10:19 pm
Melissa gave a verbal confirmation of her orders even as she quickly took off, firing a single shot in the middle of her planned movement. "Orders acknowledged, sir." ((Melissa moves NE 3 spaces, then 2 spaces East. That SHOULD put the bottom mutant just inside my range, if not, add the -2 range penatly.
One attack against bottom mutant, Dodge to same mutant.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 18 + 19 = 37
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 1 + 5 + 5 = 18
AC 23 (24 with Dodge)
HP 131/131
Shields 30/30))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jul 02, 2007 2:48 am
"So... This just gets better and better." The Doctor remarks with an arched eyebrow as he reaches the crest of a hill to see the battle of giants before him, "It's metallic knight versus deformed god spawn!" He holds a hand out at Viki invitingly, "Shall we dance?"

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jul 03, 2007 2:18 am
"And into the fray once more we go. Strewth!" Viletta smiles as she advances forwards, opting for blasting the living hell outta the mutants rather than go sneakily. She smiled, moving forwards to within range and dropping to one knee, sighting along her launcher, smiling beautifically as she fired off a blast of fiery death at the enemy.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Jul 03, 2007 3:53 am
"Oh, does your dance have special powers?" Viki asked, wide-eyed, before clapping her hands together a few times joyfully before a frown covered her face. "I think you should dance with Shiela...I'm...kinda klutzy," she concluded, clearly disappointed.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jul 03, 2007 3:57 am
Jessica's greenish ray turns a large chunk of the first mutant to dust. The monster stares at his bleeding torso in shock as a huge column of fire erupts beneath the pair, catching both in the blaze. Inhuman roars of pain burst from their maws as their carapace begins to soften, melt, and slide off their bodies. The fire grows fiercer as a plasma grenade detonates in their midst courtesy of Viletta.
((Mutants failed every single last save they were given...))
Emerging scarred but alive from the holy fires lit by Pantherath, the mutants howl a battlecry and burst into action. Driven by pain and rage, the pair charge towards the Rangers, heedless of the fox-spirit's attempt to beguile them. Bullets slam into their bodies, tearing apart the burned flesh, a blast of CORE energy disintegrates a patch of carapace on one's shoulder, but nothing slows their charge.
((Except for the confusion saves which were passed. Maria hits with the second shot. Melissa hits. Jim hits, hits, and hits.))
The first abomination meets with Varro's sword, the robot parrying with an expert... system's skill as claw clashes with blade. The second however, moves its huge deformed claws around its twin, striking past Varro's blade and into the robot's frame. Sparks fly as Varro's outer-armor is breached.
((Hit, miss. 30 damage to Varro.))
Liam's weapon churns out bolt after bolt of plasma, burning three of the heads of the beast away before they can scream. Adam fiddles with a long tube before slinging it over his shoulder, bracing himself, and firing. A massive explosion rocks the side of the beast. Nearly a hundred cries roar from nearly a hundred mouths as the abomination turns towards Adam, a large blast wound in its side. The abomination starts towards the engineer when its attention is redirected once again.
The Swift mecha darts in and out, its heavy gauss autocannon blazing away in its hands as the tremendous monster's body sports a few new holes. The Hecatonchieres roars and lunges forward, but is once again unable to catch the fast machine.
A chorus of shrieks announce the arrival of new combatants as winged and fanged lizards the full size of a human swoop down from the skies towards the Rangers. They drop lower and lower until they uniformly fly at thirty feet above the ground. Twelve of the creatures in all begin to circle, looking at the Rangers with violent, hungry eyes.
Charging In: ftp://ftp.slclan.net/srw/down/music/single/P5/og8.mp3
A ragtag group lead by a young woman in a black uniform chooses this moment to burst on the scene, cresting a hill to arrive at the battle. The woman's eyes light up when she sees the battle.
: "About time! C'mon everyone, this is the best part! Charge!" she shouts, dashing into the conflict.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jul 03, 2007 4:27 am
Sparks fly from Varro's shoulder as the Ravager's claw scraps though his metal plating and into the systems beneath. The robot's head twitches, probably as a reaction to the damage he sustained. Without another sound, he steps backward, bringing the Varroblade around three times.
((5' step west, PA 4
To-hits: 32 (with the help of an ACTION POINT), natural 20 (2 on the confirm) and 12
Damages: 37+6 Holy, 38+5 Holy. Damage counts as magic, slashing, and good-aligned for the purpose of overcoming damage reduction
HP 167/191, AC 30))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jul 03, 2007 5:12 am
Map: http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/3392/rangers2brz3.png

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 03, 2007 2:17 pm
Jessica speaks a few words and points at the mutant she targeted with her powers before. A blue/white ray of energy shoots forth from her fingertip. [Energy Ray (Cold): 1 PP + 9 PP augmentation. Ranged Touch: 10 + 7 (BAB) + 2 (Dex) = 19 Damage: 5+1+6+2+3+6+5+4+1+6 + 10 = 49 cold
No save. Power Resistance applies, if any.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jul 04, 2007 2:46 am
"So our agent did survive…and look, she made some friends." Maria comments with a grin, lowering her sidearm, "I wonder what misadventures befell her." She arches an eyebrow, "Awwww… Now I'm curious…" She turns and walks calmly towards the ravagers, holding up a hand, "Let's get this over with so we get to the happy reunion."
[Move 30 ft east]
[Empowered Mind Thrust 1 PP: Augmented 13 PP]
[Power Resistance Check: 20 + 14 = 34]
[Will Save Failed]
[129 mental damage on Southern Mutant]

Posted by: FreedomJu Wed Jul 04, 2007 3:25 am
The movements of the mutants caused Melissa to halt her movement somewhat shorter than she had planned, but it didn't matter to her as she instead used that precious few seconds to fire off a few more rounds at the same target as before. ((Move one space NE then full attack the south mutant, if it is dead by the time I attack, shift aim to the topmost Vrock in the eastern group.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 16 + 19 = 35
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 = 2 + 14 = 16
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 6 + 6 + 5 = 24
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 5 + 5 + 6 + 5 = 21
Dodge to south mutant
AC 23 (24 with Dodge)
HP 131/131
Shields 30/30))

Posted by: B Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:57 am
Liam saw the mutant tear into Varro and winced, fighting the urge to bring his fury to bear on the mutant attacking his friend. No, I've got orders to follow, he can hold his own... It's not like I'm needed here, anyway. Liam grimly thought to himself as he grit his teeth, braced himself and launched another salvo of energy at the 100 armed monstrosity.
While his shots were screaming toward the beast, his HUD prompted him of the arrival of multiple new pings on it's motion tracker.
: "Great... looks like we have company, guys. INCOMING!!!"
As if my day couldn't possibly get any worse he thought to himself.
(3x burst fire to herawhatsit
(to hit
(16 +18 - 4 = 30
(9 +13 - 4 = 18
(16 + 8 - 4 = 20
(damage
(5 + 1 + 3 + 5 + 3+ 9+ 8 = 35
(2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 9+ 6+ 8 = 33
(7 + 6 + 10+ 10+ 1+ 6+ 9 = 49

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:18 pm
"Ugly things!" Viki spoke plainly, gesturing to the group of mutants not too far from them. "Shiela, don't charge and leave us here, okay?" She lashed her arms to her sides as the ethereal view of the Water Rune pulsed into life with an audible high-pitched ding that carried over the air. The three mutants were quickly surrounded by gale winds and crashing ice.
((
Idiot Savant: Failed
Breath of Ice cast.
5 7 4 4 2 6 1 6 7 1 = 43 + 10 = 53 Cold Damage. SR applies, Reflex for half.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jul 07, 2007 12:00 am
"Well, this is a sticky situation..." The Doctor remarks, rubbing his chin with a frown. [Full Defense]

Posted by: Aldur Sat Jul 07, 2007 1:12 am
Viletta sights along her launcher, her hand slipping at the last moment, the grenade launcher pointing down, the nimble computer spy quickly raising it up at the last second, the grenade sailing high into the air, causing the agent to curse.
((Critical failure negated by action point. Cryo grenade lost.))
**
Michael smiles as he takes to the sky in his brilliant white wings, humming to himself as he takes the opportunity to blast one of the things Viki had hit, frowning to himself as he looks at the thing.
"How ugly."
((Nat 20! Ranged touch of nineteen to confirm. If so 40 damage. If not, 20. ^__^))

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Sun Jul 08, 2007 6:56 am
The fox spirit huffed at the super mutants' absolute insistence with bullheadedly staying their course, glaring even as one of them plowed a claw into the gleaming metal shell of Varro. Not wanting to be shown up so easily, the spirit decides to conjure a much simpler incantation, sending jagged orange rays of light out over to the two behemoths. In his frustration, however, he manages to completely miss the arrival of the lizardy things, turning after the fact to stare blanky at the adversaries he opened himself - and others - to.
Oops.
[Move 30' NorthEast. Ray of clumsiness on northern super mutant, then Quickened Ray of Clumsiness on southern super mutant.
Attack 1: 1d20(14)+9(BAB)+6(DEX)=29 touch.
Damage: 1d10(6)=6 DEX damage.
Attack 2: 1d20(5)+9(BAB)+6(DEX)=20.
Damage: 1d10(10)=10 DEX damage.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 08, 2007 7:10 am
"These skies are not yours," the woren growled, pointing at the creatures to the east before dragging his hand down. "Fall." No sooner did the word leave his lips than a massive gust of wind drove them down, smashing them into the ground ungraciously.
((Downdraft cast on the trio of wyverns (I'm assuming they're wyverns). Since they drop 50' even with a successful save, they eat dirt hard. And take 10 falling damage.))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 119/119
AC: 24 (25 against the nearest mutant)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 6/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 6/7 [L3], 4/7 [L4], 2/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jul 08, 2007 7:43 am
Two swipes of the Varroblade end the robot's foe, the huge mutant finally succumbing to the torrent of firepower being thrown his way. ((Ravager is defeated!)) The other Ravager growls as a sheen of ice covers his body, only to roar in pain as blood spews from his nose and mouth. The monster clutches his head and shakes it back and forth for a while as Maria assaults the thing's mind. However, the mental attack is insufficient to kill the beast. One of Melissa's shots proceeds to wing the mutant in the shoulder, producing another minor wound.
Viki's ice spell coats the three flying red reptiles with a thick layer of ice, the monsters squawking in pain before roaring in rage... Having coated many things in ice with this spell before, Viki can tell the effects seem to be amplified on these creatures. Cobray's eldritch blast strikes on one of the beast's heads, nearly slaying it. Indeed, the shot leaves the creature at the dead end of its life. Its death is not a matter of if, but when and how now.
((Saves failed, crit confirmed. Cold is super effective!))
Sheila winces at Viki's request, sounding disappointed.
: "But... But... Charging! That's the best part..." Sheila frowns, growls and shakes her head. "Fine! I'll cover you..." Sheila says, aiming at the three nearest dragon-like beasts.
: "I've got you in my sights, now meet your end!" Sheila shouts at the beasts as she fires.
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/EverywhereYouGo.mp3
Two shots from each of Sheila's pistols claim the lives of two of the flying reptiles, one shot exploding a lizard's head, the other three piercing through another's gut, causing it to crash to the ground, quite dead.
((Critical Hit! Hit! Hit! Hit! War Wyvern1 is defeated! War Wyvern2 is defeated!))
The last remaining War Wyvern, because that is what they are and I am tired of typing up varied monikers for them, dives towards Sheila and company, exhaling a fiery blast over the quartet. Sheila screams as the flames surround her.
((Coventry, Sheila, Cobray, and Viki take 47 fire damage, Ref save DC 22 for half. Sheila fails the save despite having a monstrous Dex score because AIM wishes for my PCs to BURN. Rolled a 2, then a 1 when I action pointed it.))
: "Yow! Hot hot hot! Wha... What the hell, I'm s'posed to be WAY faster than that!" Sheila complains as she fails to dodge in time and gets blasted by fire, flames dancing on her coat sleeves.
Liam peppers the titanic monstrosity with plasma, adding his own contribution as the Swift mech strafes the Hecatonchires once more. The mech doesn't seem to land any shots that deal appreciable damage though. Frustrated, the Hecatonchires actually throws a number of its swords at the steel titan. Clever though the tactic may be, it fails in face of the mech's speed and agility.
The last Ravager slows as the fox spirit's spells drains its agility. It only manages to strike Varro once of three tries, but that one blow is powerful, damaging the robot's frame further.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. Varro takes 15 damage after DR.))
The trio of War Wyverns affected by Pantherath's spell hit the ground hard. They blink, confused, then climb to the skies once more, circling until they reach the same altitude.
((Turns taken to regain flight altitude.))
The last trio of the flying beasts dives down onto the back of the Ranger formation, one breathing a searing cone of fire onto Liam, Maria, Jim, and Adam as the others land to claw at them. Adam utters a stream of curse words that would make Liam proud as he rolls away from the flames. Jim wordlessly throws himself to the side, grunting as he hits the ground to avoid the fire. A Wyvern claws uselessly at Liam, unable to pierce the thick protective metal encasing him. Maria ducks under the first swipe of a Wyvern's claw, but the second is only deflected by her force field.
((Liam, Maria, Adam, and Jim take 45 fire damage, Ref save DC 22 for half. Adam evades. Jim evades. Miss, Miss on Liam. Hit, Miss on Maria. Maria takes 12 damage.))
Jim curses, but continues pumping fire into the mutant, layers of flesh and sinew being flayed off the monster by round after round of gauss-propelled projectiles.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. 85 damage after DR.))
Next turn!

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 08, 2007 5:33 pm
"You were not told to rise," the Templar growled, gesturing again. Bringing the monsters down hard once more, Pantherath said "I will deal with these three for the time being... only one person need assist me, if any." ((Downdraft cast on the trio of War Wyverns again. And hit the ground hard again. And take falling damage again. 10 of it again.
Move 8 squares east and one square south))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 119/119
AC: 24 (25 against the nearest mutant)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 6/8
Spells: 6/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 7/7 [L2], 5/7 [L3], 4/7 [L4], 2/7 [L5], 5/4 [L6]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Jul 08, 2007 6:33 pm
Jessica moves towards Maria, but she cannot quite reach her. The psion shakes her head and manifests her power once again. A ray of cold energy shoots forth from her fingertip and towards one of the Wyverns that had attacked her comrades. [Jess moves 2 squares Southwest, 3 squares west. Energy Ray (Cold). 1 PP + 9 PP augmentation.
Ranged Touch: 7 + 7 (BAB) + 2 (Dex) = 16
Damage: 1+3+4+2+1+4+4+6+4+2 + 10 = 41 cold]

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Jul 09, 2007 3:29 am
"Kyaaaahhh!!!" Viki yelped as the fire tore into her, unable to shake free for several seconds. Forgetting the three of them had a convenient doctor nearby, she quickly raised her rod above her, invoking the Rune of Water once more. An azure circle spread below the four of them as if a drop of water caressed the surface tension of the ground. A haze of warm magical rain sprinkled over the small group.
((Kindness Rain, Lv3 MP empty
4 + 1 + 7 = 12 + 14 = 26 HP healed to Viki, Coventry, Shiela, and Michael.))

Posted by: Aldur Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:39 pm
Michael winced as he was coated in sheets of flame, looking at the last wyvern before him, pointing at it, celestial eldritch forces gather about his lithe frame, and smirked at the creature barely hanging on. "DEAD END SHOT!" ((Ranged touch: 19. Damage: 21.))
**
Viletta laughs as she sees the trio fall again, and smiles, taking aim to fire a grenade into the centre of the three of them, the frozen blast veering towards the fallen Wyverns.
((Ok, I got a 20 total for my attack thing. I don't know what I do with this kind of radius weapon. I'm aiming it inbetween to hit all three.
Damage: 62 normal. ref save 24 for half. Mass grenade.))

Posted by: FreedomJu Tue Jul 10, 2007 7:37 pm
As Varro engaged the mutant in melee combat, Melissa finds her line of fire partially blocked. Rather than risk hitting Varro, the Spartan decides to seek a new firing position and attack from there. ((Move down to the space right below Cyrus' fox spirit and attack mutant.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 = 4 + 19 = 23
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 7 + 7 + 5 = 26
Dodge to nearest Wyvern))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jul 12, 2007 2:03 pm
Varro unleashes a trio of slashes, all augmented with minithrusters, only one of which connects. ((PA 4 To-hits of 22, 30, and 12. Damage of 44))

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Fri Jul 13, 2007 8:14 am
Throwing his hands up in mock fear, the fox cringes at the prospect set before him, the thought of massive teeth and claws tearing him limb from limb crawling across his brains as the shadows loomed over him. He starts as they land, he can feel their fiery breath upon him, and, and...a harmless cloud of dust rolls by, the beasts choosing to lumber back into the air before being slammed down once more. Unable to help feeling slightly disappointed at the ease the lizards were dispensed with, he nevertheless takes advantage of this opportunity, moving much closer to the drakes than most would think safe. Weaving arcane patterns in the air, he touches his eyes, which take on an inner fire that seems warm and comforting. With this, he looks to the wyverns, wondering if they could manage to tear themselves away from his alluring gaze...
[Move 1 pace south, 5 paces east. Cast Mesmerizing Glare on the west most of the eastern wyverns, which affects all of them. DC 21 Will save or be fascinated.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jul 13, 2007 8:45 am
The Wyverns slam down on the ground again. Pantherath advances towards them, halting for a moment to stay out of the way as Viletta's grenade creates a gravitic singularity that gruesomely rips scales and chunks of flesh from the bodies of the reptiles, their bodies coming apart under the half-second long anomaly's force.
((Grenade critically hits one of the Wyverns for 124 damage, and none save.))
The mutant staggers back as Varro slashes open a large wound in its gut, support fire from Melissa weakening the beast further.
Sheila's wounds close only by a fraction compared to the others, the healing spell not having as great an effect on her.
Cobray's mystical might mashes the monster to mush... The eldritch blast spears through the creature's torn up torso, searing through the reptile's heart and causing it to collapse, dead.
: "Nice shooting!" Sheila says to Cobray, turning and charging towards the Wyverns to the south, snapping off another shot as she does so. The bullet wings the wyvern in the... well, wing. "Hahaahahahaha, COME GET SOME!"
Jim makes a quick motion with his hands and Adam fires twice at the wounded Wyvern along with Maria. Jim swiftly joins in, his GSAW roaring as the volley of gunfire tears the monster apart.
((Hit. 28 damage to topmost southern War Wyvern. Hit, Miss. 20 damage from Maria. Hit, Hit. 12 damage from Adam. Hit, Hit, Hit. 105 damage from Jim. Wyvern defeated!))
One of the Wyverns pauses, slack jawed and awed by the fox in front of it.
((Google-eyed Wyvern is fascinated.))
The Wyvern attacking Maria bites into the psychic as his claws fail to land on the nimble heroine.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 15 damage to Maria.))
Jessica's Wat technique then strikes the War Wyvern and it shrieks as frost coats its scales.
((Vulnerable to cold, double damage.))
Varro parries another two lunges of the foul creatures' claws, but the abomination manages to slip in another attack that rends yet more of the valiant robot's armor. Furthermore, the monster turns his head unnaturally to belch a shimmering beam of energy at Melissa.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. Breath: Nat 20. Failed to confirm. 15 damage to Varro after DR, 45 untyped damage to Melissa.))
The three War Wyverns get to their feet and shuffle forward, advancing towards Pantherath. One opens its mouth and belches a stream of flame that washes over Okori, Pantherath, and Melissa.
((Ref save DC 22 for half. 52 fire damage to those indicated.))
Liam doggedly continues blasting away, having slagged a noticeable portion of the Hecatonchires' flesh away by now.
The Swift mech darts backward, then charges forward, guns blazing as missiles rocket from it to explode on the Hecatonchieres' flesh. The Swift circles around the abomination, pumping torrents of fire into the monster before finally it utters a deafening howl. The Hecatonchieres topples over, foul blood leaking from its thousands of wounds. Battered but functional, the Swift stands above its defeated foe.
Next turn!

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:18 pm
((Ref Save: 1d20 +8 (ref) +3 (dex) +7 (cha) = 34. 6 damage after Fire Resist 20.)) "Good... I was wondering when I would get to punish the unworthy personally," Pantherath growled, brandishing his greatsword. With a mighty swing, he lashed out at each of the War Wyverns he could reach.
((Turning attempt burned to activate Divine Might.
Targets are the two Wyverns NE and SE of Pantherath. If one of those is the one who ate the crit, then that one gets attacked second.
Atk 1: 1d20 +10 (bab) +6 (str) +3 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -4 (pa) = 35; crit threat (nat 19)
Conf.: 1d20 +10 (bab) +6 (str) +3 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -4 (pa) = 24
Dmg: [2d6+3 (wpn) +9 (str) +8 (pa) +7 (d. might)]x2 (crit) +2d6 (holy) +2d6 (e. o. bane) = 83 (or 52 if no crit)
Atk 2: 1d20 +5 (bab) +6 (str) +3 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -4 (pa) = 11
Dmg: 2d6+3 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +2d6 (e. o. bane) +9 (str) +8 (pa) +7 (d. might) = 46))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat Jul 14, 2007 1:54 am
"Waaah! Shiela, wait!" Viki throws her arms up in the air, intending to bring herself closer to the moving woman. Instead, she inadvertently sends Michael, Coventry, and herself to the other end of the battlefield behind the War Wyverns instead.
"Oohh...I think I screwed up again," she whines, clutching tightly onto her staff.
((Tactical Teleportation cast. Doc/Michael don't have to be willing targets, of course.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jul 17, 2007 2:16 am
Maria snaps off a few more shots at the enemy lizards, though she misses terribly. [2, 4] "Whoa!" Coventry exclaims as the entire world goes mad, swirling and dizzifying, only to solidify near the mangled corpses of giant mutants gone mad, "You're just full of suprises!"
Then, without wasting another second, he sprints forward, rolling past the enemy and coming to his feet beside the fell kitty knight. He holds out a hand, sacred energy enveloping it and whispers the words of restoration, the wounds of the cat sealing.
[Tumble: 8 + a lot = success]
[+26 HP: Pantherath]
((Sorry, I'm a bit out of it with the doctor...interaction is dreadful I know...but hopefully I'll soon recover my bearings.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:31 pm
((I am rather annoyed that after being gone for days, I gain internet access to find half the Force absent.)) Varro slashes apart the Ravager with a final pair of swings. The mutant lets out a dreadful howl before collapsing into a twitching heap.
((It had 2 HP left. Autokill.))
Pantherath relieves the first War Wyvern of its head with a swipe of his blade, then slays the second with a pair of slashes that rend open the lizard's insides. A hail of gunfire from Melissa combines with some pistol fire from Viletta and blasting from Cobray to slay the last.
The War Wyverns on the other end of the battlefield are taken down by Jim and Sheila in short order.
Victory!
XP will be given out on Sunday.
Laughing delightedly, Sheila reloads her guns, dancing amidst the craters of the smoking battlefield.
: "Wheeee! That was a good workout! Hi, Jim! Agent Durance reporting for duty, SIR!"
"Good to see you're alive, Sheila," Jim says, reloading his weapon. "I'll want your report soon, but before that, Jessica! Tend to the wounded while I figure out what's going on. Everyone else, reload and regroup, we'll be moving out again shortly." Jim turns to the companions Sheila had dragged into the fight. "Who are your new friends?"
: "Hmm? Oh! Sorry! Jim, these are Viki, Michael, and Doc Coventry. Guys, this is Jim, Adam, Varro, Viletta, Jessica, Pantherath, Liam, Maria, and my archrival Melissa," Sheila says, pointing to each person in turn.
Jim chuckles, outstretching a hand to the newcomers. "Sorry to meet you all in such circumstances. As Sheila said, I'm Jim Radford, leader of this merry little band..." Jim tilts his head. "Are you part of a force assaulting this place? There's supposed to be a number of bands making attacks on the mountain, but we've only met up with one."

Posted by: FreedomJu Sat Jul 21, 2007 1:36 am
OOC: I'm going to take off 20 rounds from the current clip for Melissa since I had been planning on doing full auto attacks anyway.... 15(d20) + 11 = 26 Pass the REF save That is 71 damage between two attacks..... Melissa has 0/30 Shields
90/131 HP
RPing to come once I figure out what to have Melissa say/do

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat Jul 21, 2007 9:31 pm
"Why are the bands attacking the mountain? Does it not like their music?" she asked, shaking Jim's hand.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Jul 22, 2007 3:33 am
"I'm on it, sir." Jessica moves about, tending to the wounded. [So...who needs teh healing?]

Posted by: FreedomJu Mon Jul 23, 2007 1:06 am
OOC: Melissa could use a little I suppose.... Melissa gave the surrounding area one last final sweep with both her eyes and her motion scanner, and when she judged the area 'safe' she toggled her communication system. She had seen some strange things in the last couple of battles, but no one else seemed to find them odd. As such, it seemed logical that her commander and the rest were familar with the things she had been seeing and that it was time to ask while the immediate area seemed to be secure.
[Spartan-127 to Commander Radford. I am requesting information on the unusual energies I've been observing, both the ones that have been damaging the enemies, and the ones that have been aiding and healing us.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 23, 2007 7:07 am
Jim chuckles at Viki's statement. : "Heh... That's a good one," Jim says, smiling under his mask. At Melissa's question, he turns to the SPARTAN, a little puzzled. "Didn't you get a briefing on spellcasting? Ah... Long story short and minus enough technical terms to make your head spin, some worlds possess people trained to manipulate special energy fields present in most worlds. For all intents and purposes, it's magic, though there are complex theories and such behind most of them..."
A Latino accented voice comes over the mecha's loudspeaker at this point.
"Thanks for the assistance, ladies and gentlemen, but I've just run a syscheck and I'm close to green as I'll ever be. There's still a war on, and I'm still in an interceptor..." The mecha rises into the air and in a matter of moment converts itself into a sleek jet fighter, hovering on directional thrusters. "I've got to heh, jet, but before I do... Who are my illustrious saviors?"
: "Radford's Rangers, at your service. I'm the commander, Jim Radford. You sure you're fine?"
"Oh please, lumbering giants and clumsy mutants can't touch the graceful dancing of my Swift," the pilot says with a light laugh. "I am Lt. Luis Keterrino, one of the last remaining pilots of Salvador squadron. Assuming we make it out of this alive, I'll be owing the lot of you some drinks I suppose. However, I've got to find whatever's left of my wingmates and bail them out of whatever mess they've gotten themselves in. If you're heading for the mountain, as everyone is, there's a short stretch that's clear of fighting from here. Still, be on your guard. Now, good luck my friends, it's the skies for me!"
The jet roars into the atmosphere, soaring out of sight.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Jul 23, 2007 8:49 pm
[I think Liam and Maria are pretty messed up too, but until I know for sure. Gires on Melissa. 13 PP. Melissa gets 38 hit points back, which brings her to 128/131.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:58 am
((I'm totally up for rping, don't get me wrong, but I'm at Angkor Wat for the first time so unfortunately, in one sense at least, I won't be interacting for a bit. ))

Posted by: FreedomJu Fri Jul 27, 2007 2:22 am
[Understood, sir.] The Spartan frowned at Radford's reply to her question for two reasons. The first one and the more distressing reason was that she would have thought that he would have known every aspect of the situations for all of those under his command, including the fact that she barely had time for basic weapon and protocol training after her extensive physical therapy. The second reason for her concern was that this 'magic' seemed to mean that anything could happen, and not being able to size up her opponent's strengths and weaknesses by looking at them was something she was less than pleased about.
Regardless of her feelings about this matter and her commander's compentance, she would do her duty and as such she quickly went back to watching for enemy contacts.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:22 am
Maria scowls at the jovial voice broadcasting from the mecha, shaking her head disapprovingly as she looks over her wounds. The Doctor frowns as the massive metal construct speaks, glancing from it to Varro and then back around, he whispers to himself, “Doesn’t seem much like old Gilliam…”
As the mecha transforms, Maria glances towards the psionic healer, her frown lightening, “I got burnt…not too seriously but some assistance would be appreciated.”
The Doctor blinks and glances at the wounds of the psionic operative with a frown.
When the mecha finally jets away, Maria lets out a exasperated sigh and irately snaps, “What was that?” She looks after the vanishing speck, indignation flashing in her eyes, “How dare he make light of the deaths of his fellow squadron mates?!” She looks at the twisted wreckage of other mecha.
The Doctor frowns at this, glancing into the sky after the mecha, then he remarks distantly in a quiet voice, “When people have to keep on going…despite everything...sometimes bravo is all they have left.” He shrugs slightly, turning away, “At least, that’s how it seems to me.”
Maria frowns at this, then shakes her sadly.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 28, 2007 4:53 am
Varro turns his head impassively to each of the newcomers in turn, repeating their names to himself. Each repetition becomes slightly more forceful, as if he were pounding the name into place. : "Viki...Viki...Viki. Cobray...Cobray...Cobray. Doc Coventry...Doc Coventry...Doc Coventry."
He stiffens, standing at full attention. Without speaking he drives his sword several inches into the bedrock, resting his hands upon it.
: "Varro."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:17 am
: "It's as the doctor says... I've heard tell of squadrons who act as though pilots that fell in their ranks never existed in order to deal with casualties... And I've seen others shout thier comrades' names as a battlecry. For all we know when the fighting's done he'll allow himself to grieve..." Jim says quietly.
: "But... It just seems..." Sheila says, struggling to find words as she shakes her head.
: "Perhaps, but there's little we can do for now. If nothing else, there was one thing he was right on. There IS still a war on... We can spare time for this later," Jim turns to the newcomers. "So what are you doing here again?"
: "I don't know about the Michael guy, but the Doc and Viki... Er... I may have accidentally messed up and dragged them here. Maybe."
Jim turns to Sheila.
: "...What?"
: "Well, it was an accident, OK? I was doing my recon thing, met up with these two, Viki offered a teleportation to this other place and my mind kinda wandered when I was supposed to focus."
: "What does... No, nevermind, I'll hear about it when you give your report..."
: "Look, why are we waiting around, there's a war on! Let's all charge on! Smite smite and all that! Before more are hurt!"
Jim frowns beneath his mask.
: "What about these new friends of yours? We're bound to move forward, but they might not be so interested in the prospect of an all out attack on this mountain."
: "Oh, they'll be fine! Viki's awesome with magic, Mike can blast stuff with some sort of mystical power thing, and the Doc can run real fast! I'll vouch for 'em! I'm sure they can help us!"
: "That's not exactly..." Jim sighs and turns to the newcomers. "I can't ask you to march into a fight that's not yours even if we could use an extra hand or two. We don't know the exact situation except that mountain poses a grave threat to all of Rune..." Jim shakes his head again. "I need to know what you intend to do now."

Posted by: Aldur Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:48 pm
"But my name is Michael...who is this Cobray?" Michael frowned, looking around confusedly. He frowned shaking his head. And then smirked at Jim, obviously amused by the question. "Well, I don't like fiends and the like. I'm going to do what I can. Besides, certainly alot of attractive people around as well. That's a bonus."
He smirked, looking at Maria, giving her a wink, before sniggering to himself once again, stepping back, and peering at them all.
Ice Queen...I like.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jul 28, 2007 5:56 pm

QUOTE (Aldur @ Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:48 pm)
"But my name is Michael...who is this Cobray?" Michael frowned, looking around confusedly. He frowned shaking his head. And then smirked at Jim, obviously amused by the question. "Well, I don't like fiends and the like. I'm going to do what I can. Besides, certainly alot of attractive people around as well. That's a bonus."
He smirked, looking at Maria, giving her a wink, before sniggering to himself once again, stepping back, and peering at them all.
Ice Queen...I like.

((Lol, Time Paradox. Editted.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:26 pm
[Jessica gathers the wounded around her and uses Sar (13 PP), which affects up to 14 people. Healing: 6+6+4+6+2 = 24 Jessica then uses Gires (16 PP) and Res (7 PP) on Liam. Healing: 4+5+3+5+5+3+5+4+3+5 = 42 & 6+6+5+2+2 = 21 Liam is at full now, I believe. If anyone else really needs healing after that Sar, please tell me.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jul 30, 2007 2:23 am
"I've got nothing else going on right now..." The Doctor replies with a hint of a smile, "...and this seems interesting, why not?" He glances at the psionic healer curiously, "Very interesting, actually...I've never seen a healing spell like that before."
Maria arches an eyebrow at the pretty angel boy, then sighs, "We should keep on moving, this battle is far from completed."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 30, 2007 9:13 am
((Everyone gains 3750 XP, Doc Coventry gains 6000.)) : "All right then. Welcome aboard. Adam, give them comm-sets set to our frequency and show them how to work them. Now then, we have no time to waste, everyone double time towards the mountain! I'll try to contact the other ground forces while we move!"
"More walking? Awww.... Why they'd have to drop the APCs last?" Adam moans as he moves forward. He rummages inside his pack as he runs, feeling around for something and grinning as he pulls three small metallic cylinders from a sidepocket on the bulky pack. "You three are lucky! Last ones! All right, you speak in this end and put this end near your ear. Turn on the device by pressing here, and..." Adam spends five minutes giving the new allies a very quick and dirty explanation how to use a comm-headset before passing them to the three. "It's long and complicated as to how they work... So I'm just going to say a wizard did it. Ha!"
((Coventry, Viki, and Michael gain one Commlink each.))
Jim fiddles with his communications link as the Rangers run forward, finally managing to get a hold of someone and talking. After a while, he cuts off the communication and swears.
: "Damn... The CO of this force was killed a few minutes by a stealth demon of some sort... I managed to get a hold of the second in command and he backed what we already knew, then said he'd explain the rest when the base was taken. The base itself is in the hands of the Ancients... risen as undead. There maybe be Cultists and demons supporting them."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jul 30, 2007 3:14 pm
"Sir, is this spot sufficient for a landing site, or are we still short of the position mentioned when we left Sgt. Hale?" Pantherath asked.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 30, 2007 10:18 pm
: "Hale is currently guarding our landing zone, we're just taking out AA sites until we hit the mountain," Jim clarifies. "It looks like the last targets are clustered around the base of it, so we can kill two birds with one stone... Once we take down the AA, we can secure the entrance and maybe link up with whatever's left of our allied forces. From there, we need to get inside and clear out the base before they can do anything with those weapons stockpiles."

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jul 31, 2007 2:28 am
Maria nods seriously, "Could I be so bold as to request that our GICS agent, this Cobray character, and Adam organize into a strike force with me?" "I feel left out..." The Doctor sighs.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jul 31, 2007 2:34 am
"What exactly did you have in mind?" Jim asks. "Port into a sensitive area as I did in our first engagement..." Maria explains with a hint of a smile, "Sheila smashes things, Adam blows things up, and I'm not too certain what this character can do but he seemed to hold his own pretty well."
"Hey, hey, I shoot things in a very precise manner that may or may not cause them to explode gratuitiously," Sheila protests, her hands up. "That's totally different than when I smash things."
Maria shrugs with a grin, "Either way, as long as the result is the same."
"I have no objections, it seems a sound plan... Wait for my order before teleporting, though," Jim says with a nod.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jul 31, 2007 6:53 am
Varro addresses his commander in a tone that might suggest impatience, were he capable of it. : "How long is the estimated wait, Jolly Jim?"

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Aug 01, 2007 1:38 am
Maria arches an eyebrow, "When have I not, sir?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 01, 2007 3:48 am
: "Touche," Jim replies to Maria as the group continues on. "Not too long, Varro." After a short while, the sound of battle grow even louder in the distance, the Rangers drawing close to the Gates of Megiddo and the titanic battle being waged there.
((Battle will be up tommorrow at the latest. Giving Alex's team a little time to prepare. Jim uses his Tactical Aid ability twice to give each Ranger +3 to AC for 5 rounds and +3 to hit for 4 rounds. If you have a buffing ability, you've got a round or two to use it.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Aug 01, 2007 4:37 am
[I'll claim the healing (+24) from Sophie. Buffs Haste [Everyone; 14 rounds] I need to know if Bear's Endurance has worn off, since I plan to have Merla cast it if it has. Those are the buffs I'll be casting, unless Rusty tells me not to.]

Posted by: Alpha Wed Aug 01, 2007 9:34 pm
((Laeral has the following buffs still active on him: Bear's Endurance (+4 enhancement to Con, 11 minutes) Blur (grants 20% miss chance, 11 minutes) Draconic Might (+5 enhancement to Str, Con, Cha; +4 NA, immunity to magic sleep and paralysis, 14 minutes)
Greater Heroism (gives +4 bonus on attack rolls, saves, skill checks; immunity to fear; temporary hp, 14 minutes)
Mage Armour (+9 armour bonus, 22 minutes)
Mirror Image (Creates decoy duplicates of you, 14 minutes)
Shield (+4 shield bonus, 14 minutes)
Won't be casting any buffs yet))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Aug 01, 2007 11:19 pm
Current buffs. All spells were cast at the beginning of the first fight. 15-20 minutes have passed since then. Merla, I think Bear's endurance wore off. Johann and Holzgeist See Invisibility (10 hours) Protection from Arrows (11 hours, or discharged, 10/magic damage reduction, 90 points remain)
Barkskin (+4 AC, 100 min)
Greater Magic Fang (+2 enhancement to natural weapons, 10 hours)
Longstrider (+10 enhancement to speed, does not stack with Holzgeist's +30 for magic item, 10 hours)
Mass Mage armor (Much time)
Sha'aasta
Barkskin (100 min)
Resist Energy (fire) (Energy resistance (fire) 20, 100 min)
Mass Mage armor (Much time)
Finally, Johann is casting Shield on himself and on Holzgeist. (Shield, +4 AC, 11 min)

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Thu Aug 02, 2007 12:01 am
((Current buffs : Mass Bear’s Endurance (6 min), Mass Mage Armor (11 hours), Legion’s Shield of Faith (8 min), Shield (2 rounds), Mass Bull’s Strength (9 min), Bless (7 min), Mirror Image (2 rounds))) After the battle ended and the wind cooled down, Enrick sheathed his blade back and stretched his arms up, turning his head sluggishly to look at the elf.
: "What, this..? It was a joke! I've been through far much worse in my entire career of adventurer." He let his arms down relaxedly and grinned, "Besides um... hehe, impressive aerial acrobatics on your side, my dear. My, such a tempest it was!"
He looked up to the cloudy sky with a smile and suddenly added.
: "Oh! Speaking of which, all this wind and battle dust made my poor throat as dry as the desert of Storich! Well, I've got to remedy this now."
He searched inside his bag of holding and dug up a small clay mug of an almond brown. He held the container in his hand and spoke up a single word in an unknown tongue and suddenly, the crude container filled up with a dark red watery liquid. The man with a satisfied expression brought the mug to his lips and took a few sips of the colored liquid, then after a moment where he seemed to gauge the beverage's quality, he exclaimed with delight.
: "Mmm... "Cherry Dreams" of Destonia. A fine choice indeed!"
He took his time to finish his drink and after he quenched his thirst, he turned back to Laeralas again and displayed a flashy smile.
: "One of my favourite."
---
Upon arriving near the destination point, Enrick eyed the battle ahead of him and shrugged indifferently, then drew his lightblade and traced arcane symbols into the air while chanting the words of a battle inspiring spell.
((Cast Elation on Alexander's group. Lasts 6 rounds.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Aug 02, 2007 12:48 am
((Eve has lost over 100 HP. Healz.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Aug 02, 2007 1:18 am
Guns blaze and cannons fire as both teams reach the imposing Gates of Megiddo. Set into the sheer cliffside, the titantic adamant door seems to defy any attempt to open it, mock any effort to breach it. In the skies above the looming bulk of a damaged space cruiser begins to lower itself closer towards the ground.
Those led by the crusader Alexander see their objective in sight as a vast troop of Cultists, undead, and monsters block their path to it. Those looming gates seem to personally challenge the hero to make it to them.
For the Rangers, voices crackle across their comm as the battle rages.
"All units move up! Keep pressure on those front lines!"
"Support the point units! Charge!"
"There's more from the back! We'll hold them here, you go on!"
"GSN Imperius here. We're pulling back, we're in critical condition. Good luck."
"This is the Logos, we're forging ahead. All ground forces, take out those AA sites at all costs! We've got to pierce through!"
Those voices continued to chatter, reminding the Rangers that though they made it to the very front of the fighting, the war still rages everywhere across the mountain and its environs.
The very tip of the allied offensive is in clear view as a point group of soldiers engages monsters within your sight range. Rifles blaze as laser and lance retaliate against the infantry sent to secure the mountain.
A line of robots immediately greets the Rangers, moving towards the soldiers with metal claws and glowing lasers. Alexander's force on the other hand finds themselves confronted by a towering pair of monstrosities... A Greater Stone Golem and some sort of terrible mutation of a man that only a Strife Lord could conceive of. The construct and its twisted abomination of a companion start towards the warriors of Light the moment they step off the mountain trail.
It is into this vast and chaotic battlefield fate thrusts you.
Siege of Megiddo: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/771/10
Map link: http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIVa1.PNG
: "They're clustered, use your grenades!" Jim shouts, plucking a blue-marked grenade from his belt and hurling it at the nearest group of robots. An electric-blue blast of energy sweeps over the machines and they spark wildly. Adam follows suite with another grenade and three of the Steel Claws drop to the ground, nonfunctioning.
((Heroic Surge: Jim throws an EMP grenade. Standard Action: Adam throws an EMP grenade. 2 Assault Robots save and take half damage. Steel Claws fail both Ref saves and suck down enough electricity damage to ace 'em. The three Steel Claws directly in front of the Rangers are destroyed.))
:"Maria, take your team and take out those heavy weapons emplacements before they can fire. Quickly! Kill that robed one too, he looks like a mage." Jim orders. "Villetta, take care of those Prism Flowers. They can be used against air and ground targets so taking them out is a dual objective!"
POSTING DEADLINE: SATURDAY MORNING

Posted by: FreedomJu Thu Aug 02, 2007 2:50 am
As they arrived at the battle site, Melissa swiftly calculated two different plans of action. She knew that it was safer to stay in formation and fire from there, but at the same time she spotted a cluster of enemies more in the back. Figuring at least some of them had be some form of ranged support, she decided to take the riskier option and moved closer to the enemy as the effects of the EMP grenades dissipated before throwing a grenade of her own towards the center of the enemy formation.
((Melissa moves NW twice and North twice before tossing an H.E. grenade to the center of the skeleton/mage cluster.
Grenade Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Haste + Tactical Aid
11 + 10 + 8 + 1 + 3 = 33
Grenade Damage: 10d6
3 + 1 + 5 + 3 + 1 + 5 + 5 + 6 + 4 + 4 = 37
The grenade has 20' radius, Ref DC 19 for half
Dodge to the cyber-zombie thing to my left
AC is 27 now I believe, 28 against the cyber-zombie.
HP: 128/131
Shields: 30/30 (assuming enough time has passed for them to recharge)))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Aug 02, 2007 2:57 am
((Since this was planned from the outset, I'm going to just say that Micobray was standing in position and not off flirting with Viki.)) Maria cracks her fingers then smiles, nodding for her allies to join hands, "One..." She glances at Adam, arching at eyebrow as if asking if he were up for the task at hand, "Two..." Her eyes begin to pulsate with energy, "Three!" The assembled group of Sheila, Adam, Cobray, Maria, and everyone's favorite fox spirit vanish. An instant later they reappear just to the north of the westernmost bowrider and just east of the westernmost heavy weapons thingy.
"So, get to the smashing...or blasting..." Maria shrugs, "...or...whatever it is you do."
[Psionic Teleport - 9 Power Points]

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Aug 02, 2007 3:23 am
*Flying high in the air to scout ahead, Dagron found himself somewhat unprepared for what he saw before him. He had expected incredible defenses from Megiddo, but nothing like this. Before he could report to the others, they could already see it.*
: The turrets appear to be of the same ancient make as the drowned eye's equipment. I can't tell much else, but they don't seem friendly! There are also some forces fighting against the machines, so I'd guess they're friendly. Since there's not much else...
*Dagron flies slightly higher in the air, up to 60 feet, getting a better look, then flies forward. Once his allies are out of the way, he lets out one of the most hellacious blasts of flame he can muster. With all his strength, he flies slowly, waves of fire crashing into machinery and monster alike below him. His fires begin to billow close to allies on the other side of the field, and it is there he decides it is enough.*
((Dagron keeps an altitude of 60' to get the full range of his breath weapon.
Strafing, empowered breath.
3d10*1.5 = (4 + 7 + 10)*1.5 = 21*1.5 = 31 damage.
REF DC 23 for half.
erhrm...
Breath Weapon is useable in 1d4 + 2 = 1 + 2 = 3 rounds.
The following buffs are active on DAGRON
Haste (Merla)
Mass Bear's Endurance (moot)
Mage Armor
Elation
Ground Speed: 95'
Fly Speed: 235'
AC: 39))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Aug 02, 2007 4:03 am
[Merla's Buffs Haste (+1 bonus to attack rolls | +1 dodge bonus to AC and reflex saves | and +30 ft. movement | 14 rounds | Everyone) Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 CON | 14 minutes | Everyone) Merla drinks a few potions on teh road to heal herself.
Potion of CSW: 2+1+6 + 5 = 14
Potion of CSW: 7+5+2 + 5 = 19
That brings her up to full.
Jessica's Buffs
Force Screen (5 PP | +5 shield bonus to AC | 14 minutes | Self)
Deban (7 PP | Damage Reduction 5/- | 14 rounds | Everyone)
I'm not in the mood for prettying up my post right now, so...
Merla casts an Empowered Blaze 2 http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb34/Celeste_Delacroix/fireball.jpg.
Targets: 1 Torch Eye, 3 Metal Claws, 2 Knights, and 1 Mutant
Damage: 4+5+2+4+2+3+1+2+2+2 * 1.5 = 40 fire]

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Aug 02, 2007 4:37 am
Johann's eyes darkened as he surveyed the field, barely noticing Sha'aasta shiver behind him. Holzgeist gave a low growl underneath the pair. "Holzgeist, keep us out of range of the enemy. Sha'aasta, snipe any who get too close." "Mage over there." Sha'aasta said simply, acknowledging the order by cocking her crossbow.
Johann nodded, and started to line up a spell to crush the enemy's mind from within, when the sudden flash of an explosion ripped the mage from view.
"What?!?"
"Look, they're attacking each other!" Sha'aasta shouted as more strangely garbed figures materialized by the mage's side, weapons out and firing. "But what on earth are they?"
"Whatever they are, they've got that mage pinned down."
"More of those newcomers on our left flank. They look pretty outnumbered."
"Then let's see if we can't tip the odds a bit." Johann said with an evil grimace, reaching into his belt-pouch. Withdrawing an intricately carved iron wand, he leveled it at the collection of foes, and an enormous explosion burst from the ground.
Holzgeist moves south 20 feet, east 20 feet.
Sha'aasta readies an attack against any foe moving within 20 feet of the trio.
Johann casts enlarged fireball!
The enemies covered below suffer 10d6 damage = 5 +6 +5 +5 +4 +3 +6 +4 +6 +4 = 48 damage. Reflex save DC 20 for half.
Affected enemies: 4 prism flowers, 1 psionic zombie, 1 centaur, 3 drowned eye, 1 chaos avatar, 1 bowrider, 1 artillery platform, 1 torch eye, 4 steel claws, 1 golem, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:00 am
[Editting]

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:08 am
((Just for reference... http://magic19.homestead.com/sfcw/sfcw4/BOOM.png KABOOM! Yeah, start picking stuff off.))

Posted by: BLT Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:47 am
"I'm never going to get any sleep, am I?.. oh well." Caius sighed and ran headfirst towards the giant mutated monstrosity nearby, slashing at its flank many times as he moved past it. Suddenly he noticed a mounted knight right infront of him. He nearly flubbed his attack entirely in surprise, but kept it together enough not to stab himself.
((Activate Dervish Dance (16 rounds). Activate stance Blood in the Water.
Move south three and west twice, then south down past the mutant, 5 attacks while moving past. Add 7 tumble checks at full speed to avoid AoO (auto-passed. the first 5, 6th:, DC37: 37. 7th DC39: 42. passed.) End up infront of the knight benath the mutant and to the left.
attack the mutant 5 times:
1: hit: 40, damage: 23 +11good
2: hit: nat 20. Confirm: 39. damage: 43 +3Caustic +5elec.
3: hit: 34. Damage: 25 +7good
4: hit: 28. Damage: 25 +3Caustic +1Elec.
5: hit: crit threat on 19 (total 36), confirm: nat 1. regular hit. Damage: 22 +11good
If it dies before those 5 attacks are done, transfer them to the knight:
attack the knight:
hit: nat 1. Confirm: 37.
AC: 30, HP:150/150 (I don't remember him getting hurt)))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Aug 02, 2007 7:31 am
>Engage TPP >>Acquiring target... priority overload. >>Engaging Valiant protocol... >>Priority check bypassed... >Target: ACQUIRED
Varro ranges to his left, blade held high. At the last moment he kicks off of his back leg, propelling himself in midair towards the strangely dressed undead. The robot's voice reverberates over the battlefield.
: "FIEND! Walking dead! Your foul existence is at an end! Meet your doom! Meet... THE LIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
((Charge, PA6. Hit, 40 damage + 8 holy
HP 191/191
AC 31
DR 10/Energy, 5/-))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Thu Aug 02, 2007 1:04 pm
((Current buffs (revised) : Mass Bear’s Endurance (14 min), Mass Mage Armor (11 hours), Haste (14 rounds), Elation (6 rounds))) Enrick stood elegantly next to the valiant hero of Light, opening the march towards Megiddo. From there he saw Dagronmobile zooming away and taking off to the skies, then watched in fascination at the multitude of explosions and fire blasts taking place all around the battlefield, half closing his eyes and shielding his face with his hand when each of them came to their maximum extent. The swordsman then smiled in self-contentment.
: "Nifty!" He exclaimed out loud, then turned to Alexander. "I'll go ahead and provide some more support. From the sky. *smile*"
Without waiting for an answer from the paladin, he cleared his voice and raised his rapier-like weapon high, then shouted a single word in magical language. Consecutively, his feet slowly left the ground and he too took off towards the clouds to go in pursuit of his golden sparkling UFO of a friend, though he was still very far away from him. At the same time, he moved on to the south to get a better overview of the ravaged battlefield.
: "Woohoooo! Hello down there!! Uh I mean, let's see... which of these should get shot down first..."
Finally, he prepared to cast a familiar spell.
((Activate Tabard of Awesome : Cast Fly. (free action) Lasts 5 minutes.
Ascend 30 ft. and move 35ft. south.
Cast MAGIC MISSILE
Target : Anything in range with weak HP at the end of this round.
Damage : 3d4 + 3 = 3 + 2 + 3 (8 force damage total)
HP : 102/125
AC : 25. Can be raised by 8 as an immediate action if necessary (thought I'd point it out for once).
Land speed : 65ft
Fly speed : 95ft
Favorite color : purple
Dodge to something. Whatever.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Aug 02, 2007 3:01 pm
[Just thought I'd make it known that I'm leaving on vacation tommorrow and I'm not sure if the hotel I'm staying at has computers, so I might not be active. http://www.geocities.com/celeste_delacroix/merla.html Prepared Spells Cantrips: Detect Magic, Light, Mage Hand, Mending
Level 1: Alarm, Enlarge Person, Lesser Fire Orb, Magic Missile, Protection from Evil, Reduce Person, Shield
Level 2: Acid Arrow, Acid Arrow, Glitterdust, Mirror Image, Protection from Arrows, Resist Energy, Web
Level 3: Blaze 2, Dispel Magic, Displacement, Displacement, Haste, Protection from Energy, Sleet Storm
Level 4: Blaze 3, Dimension Door, Fire Shield, Force Orb, Greater Invisibility, Stoneskin
Level 5: Blaze 2 (Empowered), Blaze 4, Dismissal, Passwall, Telekinesis
LEvel 6: Bolt 2, Greater Dispel Magic, Mass Bear's Endurance, Mass Bull's Strength, True Seeing
Level 7: Banishment, Force Orb (Maximized), Greater Telaport, Prismatic Spray
The spells with red text have already been used.
http://www.geocities.com/celeste_delacroix/jessica.html
Now, what isn't dead yet? ]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Aug 02, 2007 9:39 pm
>Partial update so that people know what's dead.< The Bowrider leaps to the side, evading Melissa's grenade blast completely while the others are caught in the explosion full on. Dagron wheels about in the sky, setting the ground aflame with his potent breath. The pair of Ravagers, the towering mutants, dodge the worst of it and ignore the rest. The robotic Steel Claws fail to take even the slight cover and suffer system malfunctions as their armor overheats. The robots are left in critical condition, though still functioning to a degree. The Torch Eye is luckier, its nimble four legs enabling it to dodge a good deal of the fire, as the Psionic Zombie raises a mental shield just in time. The Cult Knight leaps aside, as do the Assault Robots. The Prism Flowers cook, being unable to move and thus unable to avoid the fires of Dagron. Though many are wounded, no one is slain or destroyed... Yet.
That happens when Merla's rain of fire causes three Steel Claws to the south of Alex's group to explode into heaps of scrap. The great Ravager dodges aside and seems unaffected by the remnants of the fire, while the two Cult Knights take cover and reduced damage.
Johann's own fireworks display completes the barrage, finishing off the hill of Prism Flowers and their attendant Steel Claw. The Bowrider dodges, evading the fireball entirely as others manage to take cover.
Enrick moves up and casts his spell at the teetering Psi-Zombie, but the cybernetic undead doesn't fall just yet.
Varro charges his target and cuts a wicked gash in the zombie's bionic chestplate, but the damaged thing manages to stand his ground.
Caius rolls into the fray, slashing away at the lumbering abomination before him. Though he takes off ribbon after ribbon of flesh, this seems only to increase the creature's rage.
((Two misses, 4 hits. The Ravager still stands.))
: "Sure shot! G-Pistol!" Sheila shouts as she levels a pistol at the Demon Master, firing twice in quick succession. The mage goes down swiftly, already badly burnt from Melissa's grenade.
: "Ha!" Sheila says. "Here we go!" Turning, the gunslinger pumps an additional two rounds into the Bowrider near the group, one striking directly through his chest.
((Hit! Hit! Critical Hit! Hit! Demon mage dies. Bowrider takes 88 damage.))
Updated map:
http://www.alphaalec.com/chaoswar/SFCWIVa2pat.PNG

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:57 pm
[Figure I might as well take Jessica's action. Energy Ray (Fire) on the closest mutant. 1 PP + 9 PP augment. Damage: 2+4+2+6+1+5+2+3+6+1 + 10 = 42 fire.]

Posted by: Alpha Thu Aug 02, 2007 11:17 pm
After admiring the blazing inferno that Dagron rained down, Laeralas glances to the right, and notices the presence of two steel claws, battered from Johann’s spell, but still functioning. Deciding to not let them stick around long enough to cause the trouble they did before hand, he raises his daggers, chants two words of power, invoking bolt of lightning to strike down on the robots.
[Use circlet to cast a quickened Bolt 1 on the 2 nearby steel claws
Damage: 10d6: 44 damage. No save]
Once done, he moves southwards, passing closely by the golem. Setting his sights on the group behind the construct, he begins a quick chant, weaving his daggers in the air as he does so. Soon, large fireballs fall from the sky, dowsing the area in flames.
[Move 7 spaces down, cast Blaze 3 http://www.alphaalec.com/chaoswar/SFCWIVa2pat_blaze3.png 37 on a tumble check if needed.
Damage: 10d8 + 10: 47 damage. Reflex save DC18 for half
[HP: 134/149
AC: 40
20% miss chance, 4 mirror images]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Aug 03, 2007 1:51 am
Hal begins to trudge into battle, but then he notices Eve, seemingly for the first time. "My dear, why didn't you say something! We can't have you going off like that." He lays both hands on her side, and whispers a prayer. Eve's wounds vanish.
((Moved to the square south of All About Eve. Heal cast.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Aug 03, 2007 2:47 am
Doctor Coventry gains a level in Contemplative! +6 HP +2 Will Saves +1 Knowledge(Religion) +1 Heal
+1 Bluff
+1 Sense Motive
+1 Concentration
+1 Tumble
Acquires the Transformation Domain
Acquires Divine Health
Gains the ability to manifest the following new spells:
Second Level ~ Alter Self
Third Level ~ Timely Hand of Friendship
Fourth Level ~ Panacea
Fifth Level ~ Polymorph
The Doctor winces at the sight of the massive rock golem, his eyes centered on its fists for a moment, then he swallows dryly, "Well… Just like old times…"
He takes a deep breath, his eyes clearing, "Right then…" He nods to Viki, "Sorry my dear, I trust you can take care of yourself?"
He darts to the east, coming to a stop south of the strange golden wyrm, "So, there, lizard, what kind of beast are you?" He arches an eyebrow, "Are you a good beast or a bad beast?"
Dagron hears a voice calling out below him, and when he looks out there appears to be someone addressing him. "I'm a dragon!"
"Aren't you a bit small to be a dragon?" The Doctor questions skeptically before adding thoughtfully, "Then again, that was quite the fiery blast…"
Dagron snakes his head an snorts, a plume of smoke or two billowing out of his nostrils and upward. "I'm only five! Who are you?"
"Doesn't that make you…a dragon infant? Maybe I'm not remember how dragons age..." The Doctor replies with a frown and then he blinks, "Oh right." He smiles, "My name is Doctor Coventry." He blinks then, glancing around, "Though, maybe now is a poor time for introductions."
He holds up a hand and laughs clearly. The sound echoes across the battlefield, a surge of joy empowering those who hear it.
[Five Foot Step]
[M – Five Squares South of Dagron]
[Elation – Should catch all Rangers, including those teleported, from new position.]
Sophie takes a few steps forward and points a finger at the nearby centaur. A sharp sound snaps through the air.
[M - Two Squares Forward]
[Shatter - If the centaur's lance is nonmagical, it breaks.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Aug 03, 2007 1:53 pm
The Woren raised his blade, nodding with grim approval as the holy fire assaulted his enemies. He then plowed forward, taking cover near the stone enbankment to the west of the war robot. ((Pre-battle buffs: - Eagle's Splendor (on Pantherath) - Magic Circle Against Evil (on Pantherath)
- Mass Bear's Endurance (on all people with the Rangers)
Flame Strike on the designated area; 22 fire and 22 holy damage to all indicated.
Move to the spot 2 squares west of Varro, as shown below:))
<}--{Pantherath }--{>
HP: 119/119
AC: ?? (Not yet calculated)
Smite Evil: 1/1
Turn Undead: 8/8
Turn Water/Bolster Fire: 6/8
Spells: 5/6 [L0], 8/8 [L1], 6/7 [L2], 4/7 [L3], 4/7 [L4], 1/7 [L5], 3/4 [L6]

Posted by: Punch Rockgroin Fri Aug 03, 2007 9:19 pm
((Buffs still in effect: Mass Mage Armor, Shield, Indomitability New Spells: Displacement From Others: Haste, Bear's Endurance, Elation)) "Another battle?" Remarked the Birdman as the group approached the war zone ahead. "Damnit Alex, can't you lead us to an inn one of these times?"
Thavon let out an audible sigh of disappointment as he swooped down at the untouched by his allies group of spells.
((Thavon would've already been flying so, divebomb the cyborg of to the right.
Attack: D20(14) + 11(BAB) + 9(STR) + 2(Charge) + 1(High Ground) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(Haste)- 7(PA) = 32
Damage: [2D4(3 + 3) + 13(STR) + 14(PA) + 1(Ranseur)] x3 + 1D8(8)(Powerfull Charge) + 2D6(5 + 6)(High Ground) = 121
AC: 34
HP: 153/172
Miss Chance: 50%))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Aug 03, 2007 11:05 pm
Viki nibbled on a Roasted Mushroom while only paying slight attention to how the Commlink system worked. At the first sounds of voices broadcasting over it, her eyes shot wide open and she waved her arms around rather psychotically in surprise; at one point pulling the device away from her to stare at it for several minutes before uneasily trying it once more.
The battle began not soon after, and as Coventry spoke a brief farewell, she fumbled with the commlink again, pressing buttons randomly as she replied "Ok Doctor, please be careful!" Though in all likelihood it would have come across as "Odot, leezb arfu." Noting the enemies suddenly struck by Pantherath's spell, she nearly panicked, throwing her arms into the sky and immediately summoning the Fire Rune.
A halo of flames burst into being into the sky before immediately plummeting into it's own center to form a ball of fire. After a moment, the ball lurched into the ground and erupted, shards of flame striking in all directions.
((Explosion cast. Sudden Maximize used. 30ft radius, centered just southwest of where Pantherath's spell was located to hit as many foes as possible. 192 Fire damage, not sure how the saves work -- you noted the spell functions similarly to a focused Meteor Swarm, so I assume they'd all get REF half.))
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Eve eyed the Golem warily after thanking Hal for his magical healing. She moved south, inserting herself between the monster and her more fragile allies, and gripped tightly onto her shield. Sometimes, she heard her mother's voice remind her, the best thing a Knight can do is stand in the way.
"You!" she exclaimed, pointing her lance at the Golem menacingly as she braced herself, the Pegasus Knight still on the ground.
If I can at least keep it away from the others...
((Move two spaces south, Total Defense, Dodge to Golem. AC: 32 + Buffs + Total Defense + Dodge.))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Aug 04, 2007 5:23 pm
: "For a bird, your eyesight is pretty terrible, Thavon! Nice work on clearing the area, everyone, but we've still only begun the battle!" *Alexander charges forward, swinging his blade over his shoulder and down into the side of the mutant.*
((Auras up: Motivate Ardor (+1 to damage), Watchful Eye (REF save bonus of +8)
Free action: Enter Holy Fury. I gain 12 Holy Fury points for this encounter.
Charging that mutant.
Spending 1 Holy Fury point and Swift action to try and use my Furious Strike on it. If it misses, or if the mutant is not evil, it doesn't deal the extra damage and the Holy Fury point is still used. If he's an evil outsider, unlikely as that is, the magic would increase to +3 on both attack and damage, and he'd also take an additional 3d6: 2d6 from bane and 1d6 from starmetal. As usual, this attack ignores 5 points of DR.
PA 6
Attack: 17 + 7 [BAB - PA 6] + 1 [magic] + 1 [focus] + 5 [STR + Elation] + 1 [Haste] + 2 [Heroism] + 2 [Charge] = 36
Damage: 5 [Longsword] + (2 + 4 = 6) [Furious Strike] + 1 [magic] + 5 [STR + Elation] + 1 [Aura] + 6 [PA] = 24))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:32 am
Jessica concentrates her will and summons a ray of flame to scorch the towering mutant, but the burnt skin heals almost as soon as it is hurt. Despite Sophie's spell, the lance is unaffected. ((Save made.)) The Bowrider screams as it is consumed by the flames of Pantherath's spell. The three Skeleton Warriors burn silently though they do not fall, and great clouds of steam rise from all the Drowned Eye struck by fire spells as the magical assault continues. The Psi-Zombie near Alex's group falls alongside a Cult Knight as Laeralas calls down a rain of fire on them. At the same time the Daggerspell's Bolt magic fells the Steel Claws lurking on the mountainside.
Laser Eye Redux: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/633/5
Viki's spell completely obliterates the Skeleton Warriors, the Heavy Weapons Emplacement, the Cult Knight, the Drowned Eye and the Torch Eye... The Heavy Weapons Emplacement detonates in a column of fire, the Cult Knight turns to ashes inside his armor, which pools around him in a puddle of molten metal as the two Torch Eye meets the same fate. The Drowned Eye is a pile of burnt bone, melted metal and ash as naught but ash is all that is left of the Skeleton Warriors.
Meanwhile, Alexander charges the Ravager, opening a wound in the massive creature's belly. With a slight growl the monstrosity backhands the hero in the face, nearly sending Alexander flying back. The hero manages to stand his ground, though.
((AoO: Hit. 35 damage to Alexander after DR.))
The Cult Knights charge forward, lances levelled in front of them. The soldiers they aim for dodge nimbly out of the way, however.
((Miss, Miss. Caius gets an AoO on the Knight he was next to.))
Thavon crashes into the Assault Robot, sending it staggering back, sparks erupting from its chest where a massive breach in its armor now stood. The robot then steps back and levels its laser arm at the birdman. A dazzling glow envelops the focusing lens, then erupts outward to burn into the magical meleer.
((Hit. Displacement failed. Thavon takes 37 damage.))
The Greater Stone Golem near Eve steps forward menancingly and with two heavy blows undoes have the work the priestly Bernhart just did on the centaur.
((Hit, Hit. 59 damage total to Eve.))
Another one of the Assault Robots launches a pair of cylinders from its torso. The metal devices roll towards the troops under assault by the Knights and detonate, wounding them with a hail of shrapnel.
((Hit. 29 damage to the four Allied Troops.))
The dazzling beam of a Torch Eye cuts across the battlefield to lance into Holzgeist's side.
((Hit... I think. 36 total on a touch attack hit your mount? I know your AC is like 52 or something, but I couldn't recall if your wolf is also ridiculous. If it hits, 20 damage.))
The Allied Troops reel from the grenade, but fall back and begin firing.
"Concentrate your fire on the big one there! Strike true..."
The towering Ravager is suddenly beset by a hail of gunfire. However, the rifle bullets mostly seem to just bounce off the superdense hide of the abomination. A few shots do get through, though, causing the monster to roar in pain and leap towards them. The abomination's maw bites off the first soldier's head as its two massive claws each jab out with impossible speed to impale another soldier on each of them, cleaving right through the body armor of the infantry. The shocked troops can only gurgle sickly before passing on. The last soldier drops his rifle and manages a quiet, despaired, "Oh, gods..." before one of the claws rips through his battle brother to strike him down as well.
((Heroic Surge: Move action. Full Attack. Power Attack 15. Hit, Hit, Hit. Dead, Dead, Dead. Cleave attack: Hit, Dead.))
Almost as an afterthought, the mutant turns and belches a long stream of bluish white fiery energy at Alexander. The hero manages to dodge aside though, the beam leaving a scorched crater where it hit the earth.
((Free action: Breath weapon. Evaded.))
"Target their flyers," one of the cybernetic skeletons gurgles in his watery voice before he and a companion open fire on Enrick. Bullets suddenly fly all around him.
((Hit, Miss, Miss, Miss. Take 31 damage or use that immediate action to make the Hit a Miss.))
"Affirmative," another skeleton mutters before opening fire on Dagron. Bullets bounce off the dragon's scaly hide before a Torch Eye beam slices into the wyrmling.
((Miss, Miss. Hit from a Torch Eye. 20 damage to Dagron.))
The surviving Heavy Weapons Emplacement starts to aim... then stops as its ammunition cartridge jams on the first shot.
((Critical Failure.))
A Torch Eye and Bowrider each open fire on Laeralas, but the nimble elf dodges each and every shot with consummate grace.
Jim takes careful aim at the Psi-Zombie near his team and opens fire, slowly stepping forward. The gunfire rips apart the cybernetic undead and it collapses.
((Action Point used. Hit, Hit, Miss. 48 damage and the undead drops.))
The Greater Stone Golems charge forward, one toward Viletta and another towards Melissa, rocky fists poised to strike. Hammer blows each pound pain into the grenadier and the SPARTAN.
((Hit, Hit. Melissa and Viletta each take 32 damage, before any DR.))
"Targetting enemy robotics..." one Assault Robot mutters before firing a blinding beam of light at Varro. The beam splashes against the mighty robot's armor, damaging it but not manage anything critical.
((Hit. 31 energy damage to Varro.))
"Targetting enemy spell support..." the other Assault Robot says before firing another beam at Pantherath. The beam burns the Woren but he has faced far worse.
((Hit. 34 energy damage to Pantherath.))
With a chilling howl of pure bloodlust the other Ravager bound across the battlefield to drive a claw through Jim. The claw rips through the Field Commander's side like a bone scythe, creating a large wound.
: "Gaaargh! Liam give me supporting fire!" Jim says as he staggers back. The H.A.T. steps forward and does just that, shooting a barrage of plasma bolts into the monster that gives him pause for a second before retailiating with a devastating energy beam projected from its mouth that strikes Liam dead on. Inside his armor the H.U.D. goes from green to red in seconds. a large ugly melted patch where the beam struck.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. Ravager takes 60 damage. Ref save failed, Liam takes 53 energy damage.))
The huge antiaircraft guns fire, sending thick columns of energy into the air to strike against the floating ship's hull as it nears the battlefield.
The Rangers hear over the open channel the crew of the vessel.
"Shields are down! Armor is heavily damaged, sir!"
"Emergency damages crews to the engines and keep us on course! We have to get within range or this whole operation is for nothing!"
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIVa2.PNG
Posting Deadline: Tuesday Afternoon

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Aug 05, 2007 7:36 am
Despite the inferno, the psionic operative remaining standing, her skin scorched and bloodied. Each breath torment, she hisses out painfully, "Durance…your concern is noted…but I'm not that fragile..." Eyelashes burnt away, she takes an unsteady step forward, her eyes narrowed and alight with anger and psionic power, "Destroy the anti-air installations."
She takes in a ragged breath, then closes her eyes, holding her hands crossed over her bosom. Energy laces around her, the vicious wounds covering her body lessen and her hair begins to regrow.
[Body Adjustment: 5pp Augment: 8pp +36 HP]
"You know, for all firepower, you didn’t get much in return. " The Doctor comments flippantly at the young drake, then he snaps a finger and the sundered scales begin to knit back together.
[Close Wounds: + 8 HP : Dagron]
[Tumble: 10 + 21 = 31]
"Well…later gator!" The Doctor calls out with a wave as he turns and sprints back towards his assaulted companions. He flips around the massive bulk of the ravager, nimbly evading opening himself to attack, and comes to a halt behind the commander.
"So, Jolly Jim was it? What happened to your melee line?" He frowns, glancing up at the towering mutant, "You know, the heavily armored guys that are suppose to distract things like that so you're free to shot them in peace?" He shrugs, "I guess you have that giant sword touting guy…why is he over there hiding behind the ranged units anyway?" The Doctor shrugs and cracks his fingers, then makes a flowing gesture that sends healing power over the group.
[Auto-Defensive Cast]
[Mass Cure Light Wounds: +16 HP : South West Group]
[Healing Kicker : +13 Temp HP, +1 morale bonus attack and saves against fear.]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Aug 05, 2007 12:54 pm
[There's a computer in this lobby. Guess I'll take my action while I'm on.] Jessica vanishes from sight and reappears beside Maria. She rests her hand upon the wounded psion and channels healing power into her. [Psionic Dimension Door (7 PP + 6 PP augment) and Gires (6 PP + 7 PP augment). +42 HP.]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Sun Aug 05, 2007 2:08 pm
The first Drowned Eye began to open fire on him and Enrick had an easy time avoiding the barrage of bullets, his body moving smoothly, almost naturally out of harm's reach in a beatiful sky dance. He stopped briefly in his pursuit of DAGRON to observe the cause of this unexpected shower.
: "Hm...? Ooo! If it's not a warm welcoming party." He exclaimed in false enjoyment after spotting the two undead down in the distance, placing a hand to his heart, "I am touched... by such kind attention."
Then with nonchalant grace, he repeated the same dancing motions as more small bullets flew fast towards him from below.
: "Float like a butterfly! Sting like a beeeeeee! "
Once the last of these lead projectiles failed to even graze him, he assumed a sitting pose and rested his head over his left hand thoughtfully.
: "...Hey! All things considered, this wouldn't be a bad idea at all. Mmhmm..."
After a moment he straightened himself up again and raised his rapier over his head with a smirk, holding it with both hands. Then the swordsman let his body glide forth slowly through the air and moved in such a position that the weapon pointed at the general direction of the southwest enemy forces. Then suddenly, he accelerated sharply in that direction.
: "Spiral forceful diving thrust! WOOOOOOOOOOO!" He shouted, directing said attack towards the titanic monstrosity. In one fell swoop, his weapon entered in contact with the creature's hide.
: "HAH!"
((Too Pretty To Die ability used to dodge these pellets. (immediate action)
Divebomb the big bad mutant to the southwest threatening our ranger friends.
Activate "Don't Let Your Guard Down!". This attack will bypass DR.
Melee: 1d20 +11 (BAB) +5 (DEX Weapon finesse) +1 (Weapon) +1 (Haste) +2 (Charge) +1 (High ground) = 7+21 = 28 (+2 if flank somehow)
Damage: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +2d6 (Holy) +8 (CHA) +3 (INT) = (6+11) x3 (Dive) +6 (holy) = 57 damage, 6 of which is holy.
Dodge to the mutant. AC condition same as last round.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:34 pm
((Yeah so Viki never hit her allies, I guess. So all that stuff about Maria getting hit didn't happen either, blah blah blah, adjust your actions accordingly.))

Posted by: FreedomJu Mon Aug 06, 2007 2:08 am
((Assuming DR is active while my shields are still up, then I lose 22 shield power and am at 8/30 shields without losing any HP.)) Spartan-127 frowns as the golem closed the distance between them and her shields flared and were brought to the point of collapsing by the construct's hard-hitting attack. Keeping her calm, the female soldier goes with the flow of the attacks, backing away slightly before aiming her rifle at the torso of her enemy, figuring this thing wasn't alive either, at least not in the conventional sense. The sheer amount of adrenaline pumping through her body in response to the golem's attack allowed her to squeeze off an extra round in the time it would have taken her to normally fire two.
((5' step south, Heroic Surge used to add another attack to my Full Attack against that golem.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Tactical Aid
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 + 1 = 14 + 19 + 3 = 36
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 + 1 = 6 + 14 + 3 = 23
Surge Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 + 1 = 13 + 19 + 3 = 35
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 2 = 5 + 10 + 5 + 5 = 25
Attack 2: 3d10 + 3 + 2 = 2 + 2 + 3 + 5 = 12
Surge Attack: 3d10 + 3 + 2 = 6 + 10 + 2 + 5 = 23
Total damage before DR: 60
Dodge to the golem.
AC is 26, 27 against the golem
HP: 128/131
Shields: 8/30))

Posted by: Rusty Mon Aug 06, 2007 11:26 pm
: "Eve, Laeralas, see if you two can't take down that big golem. Merla, focus fire on that mutant to the south! I'll get that metal beast!" *Alexander hurries over to the already battered Torch Eye, hoping to finish it off.* ((Auras up: Motivate Ardor (+1 to damage), Master of Tactics (+CHA damage [8] to damage on flanks) *
* Free action: Changing Minor aura to Master of Tactics
Moving to the closest Torch Eye to the southwest and hitting it.
As usual, this attack ignores 5 points of DR.
PA 8
Attack: 15 + 5 [BAB - PA 8] + 1 [magic] + 1 [focus] + 5 [STR + Elation] + 1 [Haste] + 2 [Heroism] = 30
Damage: 4 [Longsword] + 1 [magic] + 5 [STR + Elation] + 1 [Aura] + 8 [PA] = 19))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:18 am
: "Right you are, Alex," the elf replies. "Eve, do you think you might help me flank this construct? I've got a spell prepared it won't like much," he says, grinning. With that, the daggerspell mutters a couple of arcane words that let him spot hidden weaknesses in the golem's make up. He then launches into a flurry of attacks against the construct.
((Don said he'd move Eve so her and Laeral would end up flanking the golem. He also said to note it in my post, so he wouldn't forget ))
[5' step up and left. Cast Golem Strike as a swift action (allows him to sneak attack it) and full attack the Golem.
Attack 1
1d20(15) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) = 37
Damage: 1d6 + 6(str) + 1(ench) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 4d6(sneak attack) = 31
Attack 2
1d20(18) + 3(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) = 35
Damage: 1d6 + 6(str) + 1(ench) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 4d6(sneak attack) = 32
Attack 3
1d20(11) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) = 33
Damage: 1d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 2d6(holy) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 4d6(sneak attack) = 29 + 1 electric, 1 fire and 4 holy
Attack 4
1d20(13) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 7(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) = 30
Damage: 1d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 2d6(holy) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 4d6(sneak attack) = 40 + 1 electric, 1 fire and 6 holy
Attack 5 (haste)
1d20(4) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) = 26
Damage: 1d6 + 6(str) + 1(ench) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 4d6(sneak attack) = 30
[HP: 134/149
AC: 40
20% miss chance, 4 mirror images]

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:56 am
"My God..." Sha'aasta whispered softly as the mutant eliminated the allied forces with terrifying ease. She barely noticed as Johann and Holzgeist whispered similar words in their respective tongues. "Johann, can you do anything?" "It's tough enough to survive anything I might throw at it. Maybe a fire spell?" Johann mumbled to himself, but then a nearby mage's identical spell fizzled against the skin of the monstrosity.
"You've got to do something, at least! Oh no, Alex is charging it!"
Johann started to reply, but was cut off when a bolt shot out of nowhere to strike Holzgeist in the side. The protection magics Johann had warded his ally with soaked the brunt of the attack, but the wolf was still bleeding from the remainder.
"We can't kill it, but maybe we can distract it. Sha'aasta, take this and heal Holzgeist. Holzgeist, keep us safe. And don't bother me, this is going to be tough enough as it is."
Ripples began to shimmer overtop the mud and grime, as flickers of humanoid beings could be seen for fleeting moments in the no-mans land between the two mutants. Suddenly, the invisibility spell failed, and the refugees could be seen. Huddled together, the muddy, helpless civilians who had been trying to sneak through to the far side of the battlefield under the protection of the four mages surrounding them gasped as they realized they could see each other. A child's piercing scream cut through the din of battle, as the mages desperately tried to raise another shell of invisibility, but that failed more quickly than the first. One spun to face the nearest mutant, lashing out with a thin rays of scorching heat that narrowly missed, while another wreathed a wall of flames to protect the refugees. Shouts of "Protect the townspeople!" and "The villagers have been found!" could be heard from that side of the battlefield, as the mages made to make their last stand.
Holzgeist took 10 damage after damage reduction.
Sha'aasta uses the wand of cure serious wounds to heal Holzgeist.
Holzgeist moves 10' west and 10' north.
Johann casts major image. DC 21 will save to disbelieve. Sure, the illusion is complex, but he's got a 24 intelligence, not to mention being a gnome. He's just trying to bait the Mutants into attacking easier, tastier meat. If you rule it's too complex, he'll just whip up the illusion of a summoned Titan, who will barely miss blasting the Mutant with a lightning spell.

Posted by: BLT Tue Aug 07, 2007 2:28 pm
The knight retreats but not before having a scimitar slash through a gap in his armor and tear open a vital vein. ((AoO- Hit: nat 20. Confirm: 37. Damage: 45+7Good)) Then he turns back to the mutant corpse which, to his surprise, is still standing and not, in fact, a corpse yet.
"Why is that thing not dead yet? How much convincing does it need to finally just give up?"
That said, Caius flies toward the beast again, playfully dancing around it while ripping into it and working himself into a bit of a frenzy as he does it.
((Move west, north, north, north, west, west (Tumble at full speed to avoid AoO, take 10 pass.) then west again (tumble half speed, take 10 pass). Attack at all those spaces on the mutant. Morth north 3 spaces (tumble at half speed, take 10 pass)
attack 1 - hit: 31, damage: 23 +9good
attack 2 - hit: threat on 19 (47). Confirm: 43. Damage: 50 +1elec +3caus
attack 3 - hit: 31. Damage: 25 +7good
attack 4 - hit: 36. Damage: 25 +6elec +1caus
attack 5 - hit: 24.
attack 6 - hit: threat on 16 (35). Confirm: 25. Damage: 26 +6good))

Posted by: Punch Rockgroin Tue Aug 07, 2007 5:55 pm
"Well, that doesn't happen often..." Thavon mumbled to himself as his foe was not only still standing, but retaliating. ((Attack #1: D20(15) + 11(BAB) + 9(STR) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(HG) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 34 #2: D20(2) + 6(BAB) + 9(STR) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(HG) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 16
#3: D20(20) + 1(BAB) + 9(STR) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(HG) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = HIT!
#4: D20(7) + 11(BAB) + 9(STR) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(HG) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 26
Damage
#1: 2D4(3,2) + 13(STR) + 8(PA) + 1(Ranseur) + 1D6[3](HG) = 30
#2: 2D4(2,2) + 13(STR) + 8(PA) + 1(Ranseur) + 1D6[3](HG) = 29
#3: 2D4(3,2) + 13(STR) + 8(PA) + 1(Ranseur) + 1D6[5](HG) = 32
#4: 2D4(2,1) + 13(STR) + 8(PA) + 1(Ranseur) + 1D6[1](HG) = 26))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Aug 07, 2007 6:34 pm
*Dagron laughs heartily at the Doctor's observation* : Haha! And that's how I like to keep it! Thanks for the heal! *Returning his focus to the battle, Dagron recalls what he had seen as they had entered Megiddo. There had been beams of energy lancing into space, and now he was in the midst of these turrets. Dagron did not understand why, completely, but it couldn't be good, whatever it was. These turrets probably posed more of a threat than those guarding it, and Dagron now intended to put a stop to it. He speeds his way toward one of the gun emplacements, reaching it in no time. He looks for something vulnerable looking, then proceeds to bite into the gun, hoping he could severely damage it.*
((Dagron flies to the radar-like gun, looks for something like cables or something not covered in metal, then bites into it.
Spot: 1d20 + 13 = 8 + 13 = 21.
Attack:
1d20 + 25 = 10 + 25 = 35.
Damage
1d8 + 14 = 8 + 14 = 22.
AC: 39
Touch AC: 30))
*The battle seemed to be heating up rather quickly, and Merla had a rather poor view. She walks out to get a better view, then sees a wonderful opportunity. Merla raises her hand and points at the assault robot. With a word, the robot begins to lift into the air and move. Quickly, it moves through the air and crashes into the nearby torch eye. "That was fun," she thinks, continuing to concentrate on her spell.*
((Merla moves 15' forward.
Merla uses Telekinesis.
She moves the Assault Robot into the Torch Eye.
It fails its will save.
TUM takes it from there.))

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Tue Aug 07, 2007 11:45 pm
Okori thought he was seeing double. For the blinking of an eye, the spirit could have sworn that the vermilion flash had enveloped him, threatening his form with the searing essence of incinerating flames and ash-bearing heat. Then, the vision had vanished, the conflagration shifting just enough to escape him, falling neatly around the enemies they had been sent to deal with, and leaving nothing but waves of heat and a deep layer of grey ash in its wake. Wow...that must be useful, he thinks aloud, before turning his attention to the guards of the installation. We're taking down these guys, right? Leave it to me! He then flies forward, weaving arcane symbols as time seems to slow around the outpost's guardians.
[50' east, Slow on the horseman, the cannonnier, and the two Drowned Eye. 22 Will Save.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Aug 08, 2007 1:35 am
Sophie moves forward, chanting a quick prayer and lays a hand on the wounded knight protecting her, "Be careful, eve." [Cure Serious Wounds: +24 HP : Eve]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 08, 2007 3:16 am
((Since Kai hasn't changed his action, I'm making that heal a readied action for this turn and...)) One of the nearby cybernetic skeletons opens fire on Maria, swiftly joined by his compatriot. One burst of chaingun fire disarms the agent's force-shield, the second slamming into Maria painfully. The psionicist heals herself the moment she is wounded, however.
((35 damage from the first attack loweres her sheilds, then 31 damage, and all of it healed.))
Melissa keeps her aim steady for two of the three shots, managing to strike the Golem twice. Bits of rock fly off from the impact of the hyperaccelerated projectiles.
((Hit, Miss, Hit. 28 damage after DR.))
Meanwhile, Enrick dives down to thrust at the mutant, but his rapier fails to pierce the carapace and thick hide of the monster. The creature's return blow sends the nobleman sprawling in the mud.
((Enrick: Miss. AoO: Hit. 33 damage to Enrick.))
Vengeance in its eyes, the other Ravager pounces on Caius, sending a single claw ripping through the dervish's side and opening a massive wound.
((Ravager: Critical Hit! 94 damage to Caius))
Alexander charges, slashing apart a few wires and causing fluids to leak from the side of the damaged robot. The Torch Eye manages to fire a single beam in return, burning the leader.
((Hit. 20 damage to Alexander.))
Laeralas devastates the golem with a flurry of blows that chip away at the construct's defenses, while Eve moves around with a single lance strike that distracts the golem. Unfortunately the return blow is far more vicious, wounding Eve badly.
((There is no way to avoid an AoO and still flank with Larry, so you took one that hit for 38 damage, Eve.))
The Golem turns to Laeralas and takes two swings at him, one passing through and dispelling a mirror image while the other strikes Laeralas in the gut, breaking a rib or two.
((Hit, Hit. Miss chance passed. One hit strikes a mirror image and dispels it. Second hits. 32 damage to Laeralas.))
Caius once more erupts into a living storm of blades, cutting again and again on the monstrous Ravager... but he finds his blade often failing to open a cut, the creature's hide proof against his assault. However, he does manage to open a large vein with one strike, and find vulnerable spots with two others.
((Miss, Critical Hit! Miss, Hit, Miss, Hit! <failure to confirm>))
Thavon manages to severely damage the robot in front of his with his second barrage of attacks, the already damage robot's armor failing against the birdman's relentless assault. Sparks fly as the construct staggers back... Then suddenly he floats off the ground and is sent flying into the Torch Eye near Alex. The impact is too much and the damaged robot goes offline, leaving a large dent in the enemy Torch Eye before perishing in a shower of sparks.
Dagron damages the gun emplacement a little, sparks flying from where he bit.
Okori's magic doesn't affect the cannon or the centaur, though the two Drowned Eye move in slow motion now.
: "Gah! SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURGE!!!" Sheila screams, sprinting forward in a sudden burst of activity to fire on the last Bowrider. The centaur attempts to fire back, but the agile agent dodges each of his shots as he takes 4 slugs to the chest in return.
((Heroic Surge used: Move action. Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit. 81 damage to the Bowrider. Miss, Miss, miss on the Rider's attack.))
Viki looks around, thinking.
Michael blasts the nearest Torch Eye, but earns no flavor text because his player is lazy.
((Hit, 20 damage.))
"I'll get that gun..." Adam says, pulling a demolitions charge from his pack and running towards the southern AA cannon.
The Stone Golem takes a step near Melissa and bashes her hard in the sides, her armor cracking in some places from the strain. Luckily Jessica appears behind the SPARTAN and heals the warrior with a wave of her hand.
((Hit, Hit. 70 damage after the DR. Using Jessica's invalid action to apply to Melissa. Melissa heals 42 HP.))
Varro takes a step forward and swings his massive blade at the Golem twice,
: "They're a tad occupied with the other attackers," Jim says to Coventry, nodding to the stony giant behind him. Jim is momentarily taken aback as the refugees appear, then speaks over the commlink. "The refugees in the battlefield are illusory, ignore them. Viletta! Take care of those AA guns!"
A chain of explosions suddenly detonates around Varro, Pantherath, Jessica, and Melissa. The source is the Assault Robots firing a hail of small grenades at them that explode into hundreds of razor shards.
((Flechette Grenades used. 33 and 34 slashing damage to the Ref save DC 21 for half to the people listed.))
The Ravagers pay no heed to the illusionary family as they tromp towards the various allied forces. Nor does one of the Cult Knights, though one gallops at them with glee and starts "hacking them apart".
((Will saves unmodded were 19, 19, 16, and 10... Sorry WD. It was a good idea...))
The other remaining Knight charges Caius, his lance missing the swordsman by a mile.
"Think you're fast, eh?" the centaur mutters as it prepares for retaliation.
"Targetting enemy arcana..." one of the Assault Robots mutters as it fires a beam at Laeralas that the elf easily dodges.
Another robot says the same thing as it fires on Merla, and this time the beam hits.
((Hit! 38 damage to Merla.))
Thavon ducks as a hail of bullets speeds over his head.
"Recalculating distance, current aim ineffective..." one of the skeletons murmurs.
"Wah!" Sheila shouts as she jumps back and a Torch Eye beam sears the air where she had been standing moments before.
Liam turns and blasts apart an approaching Steel Claw before it can flank.
Viki, Cobray, and Maria are suddenly engulfed by a trio of explosions as the Heavy Weapons Emplacement turns to spit three explosive shells at them.
((Take a total of 55 damage. Ref save DC 21 for half. This attack may not be Evaded.))
Villetta gracefully rolls out of the way of the combatants, heading for one of the massive guns.
: "Focus your fire! Take out that northern golem first, then concentrate on the mutant, then the last golem!" Jim orders, firing on the stony behemoth in front of him as he steps back. A hail of hyperaccelerated bullets rips off the first layer of rock on the stone creature.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. 100 damage total to the northern golem.))
The southern golem pounds into Liam, making huge dents in his armor while the Ravager steps forward, lashing out with its claws and grabbing the soldier's left arm. With a terrible tearing sound, the mutant rips the arm armor off, then with a second claw tears through Liam's exposed flesh. Two arms lay at Liam's feet when the creature is done. One a hollow shell of metal and robotics... and one his own flesh. Blood pours from Liam's stump as he falls to the ground.
((Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit. Liam defeated.))
: "Shit! Man down! MAN DOWN!" Jim roars.
"What the hell are those things?!" Adam yells over the comm.
The AA guns fire again, sending blazing columns of energy towards the ship closing in on them. Smoke begins pouring from breaches in the Logos' hull.
"Steady... Keep steady..."
Next turn!
Posting deadline: Thursday Afternoon
http://magic19.homestead.com/SFCW/SFCW4/SFCWIVa3.PNG

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Aug 08, 2007 3:39 am
*Dagron roars, angry he had been unable to destroy the gun. In a fit, he bites furiously into the machinery, then claws and batters it with his wings, hoping this would be enough to take out the enormous weapon.* ((Bite/Claw/Claw/Wing/Wing + Haste Claw
All hits easily
Bite: 1d8 + 14 = 1 + 14 = 15.
Bite: 1d8 + 14 = 6 + 14 = 20.
Claw: 1d6 + 8 = 6 + 8 = 14.
Claw: 1d6 + 8 = 1 + 8 = 9.
Wing: 1d4 + 6 = 2 + 6 = 8.
Wing: 1d4 + 6 = 4 + 6 = 10.
Total: 76 damage.))
*Merla winces in pain as she is bombarded by an attack. She fights to maintain concentration on her spell and is successful. She grins, and a torch eye lifts into the air and flies toward the massive gun emplacement.*
((Concentration: 1d20 + mods = 16 + mods = easy pass.
TK the Torch Eye into the nearby AA Gun.
Will Save DC 22 if it gets one.))

Posted by: Slake Fistcrunch Wed Aug 08, 2007 7:01 pm
The fox spirit prepares to move deeper through the enemies' ranks, starting to the other side of the conflict...before the myriad shouts from the south catch his attention, Radford and his Rangers desperately fighting back to back against three terrifying titans. Deciding he'd be of more use helping in the fight than crippling the few outpost that were left, he jets off to the giants, selecting the familiar clawed monstrosity before firing two orange, jagged rays at the beast, slamming the agile abomination to turn its assaults into slow, stilted swipes.
[Move 15' east, then 35' south through the Drowned Eye. Cast Ray oif Clumsiness, then Quickened Ray of Clumsiness, at the Ravager.
Attack 1: 1d20(15)+9(BAB)+6(DEX)=30 touch.
Damage: 1d10(10) Dex damage.
Attack 2: 1d20(6)+9(BAB)+6(DEX)=21 touch.
Damage: 1d10(5) Dex damage.]

Posted by: Alpha Wed Aug 08, 2007 9:15 pm
As the golem strikes Laeralas, the elf feels shock more than pain, such that he doesn’t even notice the beam from the assault robot fire past him. Despite all my magic and protections, I still got hit? he thinks, and a grimace of concentration replaces his usual flippant expression. He quickly chants an arcane phrase, and his daggers begin to emanate a silver glow. Though it may not seem possible, they seem to have become more connected to the daggerspell mage. The elf then explodes into a burst of movements, spinning and slashing at the construct standing before him. However, he slips up on one of his attacks, but manages to recover fairly well.
[Cast Daggerspell Stance as a swift action (lasts 14 rounds). Full attack
Attack 1
1d20(2) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 2(flank) = 28
Damage: 1d6 + 6(str) + 1(ench) + 1(motivative ardour) + 8(master of tactics) + 2(daggerspell stance) = 23
Attack 2
1d20(9) + 3(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 2(flank) = 29
Damage: 1d6 + 6(str) + 1(ench) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 2(daggerspell stance) = 23
Attack 3
1d20(19) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 2(flank) = 45
Damage: 1d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 2(daggerspell stance) = 21 + 1 electric, 1 fire
Attack 4
1d20(11) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 7(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 2(flank) = 32
Damage: 1d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(motivative ardor) + 8(master of tactics) + 2(daggerspell stance) = 21 + 1 electric, 1 fire
Attack 5 (haste)
1d20(1)…confirming: 1d20(11) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(encht) - 2(twf) + 1(bless) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 2(flank) = 37…normal miss]
[HP: 102/149
AC: 40
20% miss chance, 3 mirror images]

Posted by: FreedomJu Thu Aug 09, 2007 3:35 am
((Melissa passed her massive damage save by rolling a 19... but failed the REF saves for the grenades. 61 HP remaining out of 131)) Even though she was a veteran of over a hundred battles and injury far worse than this, Melissa still had to grit her teeth together to keep herself from groaning from the sudden pain, thankful once more for her augmentations as she would have had broken bones at the very least without them.
Backing up slightly once more, she fired a duo of gauss projectiles into the stomach of the golem and hoped that that this thing was near destruction. However, her aim was affected by the pain more than she would have liked, rendering her attack less than ideal.
((5' move South-East to the space next to Jess, Full Attack at the golem.
Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) + Tactical Aid
Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 + 8 + 1 + 1 = 15 + 19 + 3 = 37
Attack 2: 1d20 + 5 + 8 + 1 + 1 = 2 + 14 + 3 = 19 (miss)
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle)
Attack 1: 3d10 + 3 + 2 = 4 + 2 + 2 + 5 = 13 (pathetic, even Van could beat this)
Dodge to the Golem.
AC is 26, 27 against the golem
61/131 HP left.... Heal?))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:21 pm
Battered some by the mutant's violent armswing, Enrick got back up arduously and tried to rid his clothes from as much dirt as he reasonably could, scowling darkly at the malevolent abomination that had propeled him from his flawless flight to the muddy depths of the battlefield.
"Hmph, this thing's skin is hard like mithril. I must find a weak spot or I'll be done for."
The swordsman brought his lightblade forth ready for an assault and surveyed the mutant's massive form cautiously as he advanced towards it. Then after a moment he nodded and a faint smile lightened his face.
: "...You're gonna get it."
Surprisingly fast, he sprung forward and drove the weapon into the thing's stomach.
: "Um... you are huge. That means you have huge guts!"
And he carried on with a multitude of rapid attacks focused mostly on the hulkling's lower belly.
: "haHAAAH! RIP AND TEAR YOUR GUTS!"
((Full attack the mutant.
Attack 1: 1d20 +11 (BAB) +5 (DEX Weapon finesse) +1 (Weapon) +1 Haste = 16+18 = 34
Damage: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +2d6 (Holy) +8 (CHA) +3 (INT) = 6+8+11 = 25 damage.
Attack 2: 1d20 +6 (BAB) +5 (DEX Weapon finesse) +1 (Weapon) +1 Haste = 4+13 = 17
Damage: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +2d6 (Holy) +8 (CHA) +3 (INT) = 4+6+11 = 21 damage.
Attack 3: 1d20 +1 (BAB) +5 (DEX Weapon finesse) +1 (Weapon) +1 Haste = 3+8 = 11
Damage: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +2d6 (Holy) +8 (CHA) +3 (INT) = 6+7+11 = 24 damage.
Attack 4: 1d20 +11 (BAB) +5 (DEX Weapon finesse) +1 (Weapon) +1 Haste = 12+18 = 30
Damage: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +2d6 (Holy) +8 (CHA) +3 (INT) = 5+9+11 = 25 damage.
Substract Holy damage from these totals if necessary.
HP: 69/125
AC: 25 +8 if need be
Dodge to something.))

Posted by: BLT Thu Aug 09, 2007 2:43 pm
"OUCH! You whoreson from the abyss! I'm going to make the hell you come from seem like a fairy tale!" Caius whirled about the mutant again, slashing at it even more furiously than before. Suddenly, he broke and tumbled away before running directly towards the healers of the group.
"I'm a little worse for wear here. Would it be possible to get some healing?"
((first 5 tumble checks are at full speed next couple are half so all auto-pass.
Move around the mutant to make 6 attacks, then run north to stand 1 space east of Kai's character. (about 70' of my possible 85' movement)
hit 1: 37, damage: 24 +5good
hit 2: 42, damage: 24 +1elec +5caus
hit 3: 37, damage: 23 +9good
hit 4: 30, miss.
hit 5: Threat on 19 (37) confirm: threat on 18 (36) confirm: nat 20. Damage: 77 +5good
hit 6: 38, damage: 25 +4good
HP: 56/150, AC: 30))

Posted by: Punch Rockgroin Thu Aug 09, 2007 6:11 pm
Thavon rises higher into the air, above the towering mutant and jabs at it from above it's head, but to no avail. "How the hell can I miss something so big?" The Birdman mutters to himself. ((Attack: D20(3) + 11(BAB) + 9(STR) + 1(Ranseur) + 1(HG) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 22 Miss
HP: 116/172
AC: 36
Miss: 50%))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:47 pm
"You're...gonna have to do more than that," Eve spat with a wince, before launching into a series of strikes with her lance at the Golem. ((Haste: 8 + 11 +8Str +1Wpn Focus +2HvyLance +2Wpn +1C.Int +1Ela +2Flank- 1Size -5PA= 30 Att 1 : 11 + 11 +8Str +1Wpn Focus +2HvyLance +2Wpn +1C.Int +1Ela +2Flank - 1Size -5PA=33
Att 2: 19 + 6 +8Str +1Wpn Focus +2HvyLance +2Wpn +1C.Int +1Ela +2Flank - 1Size -5PA =36
Att 3: 13 + 1 +8Str +1Wpn Focus +2HvyLance +2Wpn +1C.Int +1Ela +2Flank -1Size -5PA =25
Damage: 4 +8Str +2WpnSpec +2WpnEnchant +3PA + 1Ela +9Rusty = 29
Damage: 8 +8Str +2WpnSpec +2WpnEnchant +3PA + 1Ela +9Rusty = 34
Damage: 5 +8Str +2WpnSpec +2WpnEnchant +3PA + 1Ela +9Rusty = 30
Damage: 3 +8Str +2WpnSpec +2WpnEnchant +3PA + 1Ela +9Rusty = 28))
-------------------------------------------------------------
"Kyaaaa~!!" Viki shrieked, though she was able to curtail a majority of the flames. Wide eyes darted across the battlefield as she raised her staff to the sky, searching for the source. Having no idea who it was, she pointed it toward the enemy that had actually done so and summoned the Blinking Rune. "Waaa..."
The Heavy Weapons Emplacement vanishes in a shimmering burst of light. Though they probably didn't see it, embroiled in battle as they were, the weapon and its crew reappeared... About five hundred feet in the air and a mile away. Months later, a travelling tinker would find the remains and make enough money from the technological remains to take a well deserved vacation.

Powered by Invision Power Board (http://www.invisionboard.com)
© Invision Power Services (http://www.invisionpower.com)