Nexaduro

Sheepmoose fall. Everyone dies. Earth Wanderer: Your life on the roads of Lestrai's wilderness, with nothing to call your own but the clothes on your back and your scythe, has hardened you. You have considerable endurance and a good knowledge of plants thanks to your foraging lifestyle. It has been ages since your scythe saw use in combat, and it is more of a walking stick than a weapon after so long. Bandits tend to be wary of ragged men wielding odd weapons. You have Lestrian propoganda to thank for that. Of course, you keep both the blade and your mind sharp, just in case. As night begins to fall along with a few raindrops signalling the coming storm, you stray from the roads to find shelter. The tree canopy is thick just a little ways off the road, and the ground seems comfortable. You begin wandering around to find some improvised bedding, and see a cave between the trees a little ways away. You grip the [Caution: Jagex Rule Violation] in both hands, anxiety lending skill that memory struggles to provide. Grim (Really? A Roman name? The Hell? And don't expect me to make your pistol what you want, a flintlock is advanced in modernized Lestrai.): You pack your few belongings, mainly weaponry and a spare uniform from your military days, and sling your backpack over your shoulders. A few of the villagers nod as you pass, signalling the respect that your time as a guardsman earned you. You stop at the village gate, greeting the gatekeepers, Nock and Vin. "So, really heading off after all?" Vin says, "Good luck. We'll miss you here. Hey, maybe I'll see you again someti-" "Yeah," interrupts Nock. He seems distressed. "Not likely. Who would come back to this place? Anyone who gets the chance scoots on out." Vin gives him a flat stare. "Don't be such a pessimist. Marrestra bless, Nock! It's not like he has any reason to stay." Vin looks apologetically at you. "Sorry, you can go now." She wait a few seconds, then hits the distracted Nock over the head. "Nock. Gate. Now." "Oh... sorry... Um, Vin?" Vin looks annoyed. "What?" Nock points towards the opposite side of the village. "Is that... smoke?" Jen: You sit, high above the forest floor among the tree branches, twirling a budding twig back and forth between your fingers. This place, your forest, has always had an almost magical quality. Anything grew. Even that which should have died, separated from its parent plant, spread roots among the trees. Despite years living among the denizens of the forest, roaming the borders to defend it, you never had much of a chance to explore the deeper areas. The brush thickens considerably the farther you go, and the sun is blotted out by the sheer mass of elevated flora. Your highly-sensitive ears twitch. Intruders, by the heavy footsteps. And... there! Whispered conversation. You string your Yumi, following the sounds. Eventually, you find your quarry; two men in ragged clothing. The one farthest away holds a walking stick, and seems old and frail. The other walks with a lean-built crossbow, bolt at the ready. The older man seems confident and unafraid, while the younger seems nervous; he jumps at every snap of a twig. You notice that the top of the older man's right ear is a dark, shining black. James: You stumble back, terrified, as a wall of wool and antler descends towards you. You thrash about, but seem immobile. Darkness hits... ... And you wake up. Your daughter is sitting next to your pallet, thwapping your head with a pillow. "Dad! Wake up! WAKE. UP. NOW!" She punctuates her words with increasingly strong blows. You mumble something about sheepmoose, weakly swat at the pillow, and sit up. You consider scolding Sandra for waking you up early again, but realize that she's stolen your pillow as well. Conceding defeat for the time being, you stand and stretch, examining your small room in one of the local inns. You recognize it as the permanent reservation you set up with the owner some few months ago, as a safe house of sorts. You look to the corner of the room, at the bag containing last night's pickings, and grin. Sandra, who's whining you've been ignoring for the past few seconds, swings the pillow at your crotch. You double over, mostly from reflex rather than actual pain. "Ow! Hey! What happened to honour among thieves?" You say.

So, Earth the wanderer? Where do you expect to start, a village? The open road? A random cave? Spork, you might regret that. I've got something even better than crustaceans this time... :twisted:

Unless I have the two barbs adjacent and swung as one projectile? :-k Anywho, how effective do you think that would be in general? It would quite obviously be an anti-personnel weapon, what sort of armour would defeat it? How much strength would be required to swing the flail, and what sort of protection would be called for? How much would it cost?

Um... Yah, I guess you're right. Lestrai is the name of both the nation and the world, thanks to centuries of domination. It is a heavily forested world, with most resources being provided by the Great Artisans, magical crafters capable of creating and enhancing various materials. The temperature is fairly uniform, being generally warm and humid. Different areas of Lestrai, especially the factions of Great Artisans, rarely work together. The exception to this, and the reason Lestrai is so powerful and globe-spanning, is the strong religious following of the god Marrestra and mutual hatred and fear of the Fallen. Lestrian technology varies greatly, with some areas (generally with high numbers of Artisans) possessing technology allowing flight and others lacking functioning sewage systems. Lestrai spans a continent, with little sea travel due to frequent storms, dangerous tides, and the belief (which no-one has ever proven) that nothing exists beyond it. Is that enough?

So... an Earth is a name for a suit system? And I know. Some of the flail barbs transmit high voltage, others are grounded.

Well, three's a crowd. Backgrounds please (you can give me a general idea and I'll make it work), no magic quite yet, and please tell me what sort of weapon you want. If you want, you can take a mundane specialization as part of your background. Please indicate what other players you want to start with, if any.

So some of the barbs would be attached to a place for it to disperse? Is there any way I could do that with a suit?

So wait, can't you be grounded on an uncharged piece of metal? Would it be possible to ground them at a distance somehow?

:twisted: So If I hooked an enemy with two of the spheres? They are small, shouldn't be difficult if they have barbs or something.

This is not Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I do like the mythologies idea though, I was thinking along the lines of the Abhorsen Free Magic Gods. Also, there will be Clanker technologies like steam powered aircraft. So, who wants to play this, and how soon? I'm starting to lean away from the prologue right now if you don't mind.

Electrical Weapons: The Computer Virus The Ionic Disperser Shield Depleter Weapon Disruptor Explosively Pumped Flux Compression Grenade Concussion Weapons: Fusion Grenade Anti-Matter Grenade Quantum Grenade C4 Nitrite Plasma Grenade Anti-Matter-Bilitrium Grenade Uridum Charge Chain shot has existed for almost half a millenium. Charged balls would require an Earth to be effective. Ionic Disperser? Anyways, what do you mean "require an Earth?" I was thinking of a futuristic flail of some sort.

He made it himself, I don't think anyone here sells them. Jamie does. Showed me a video of it. And do you mean Tori? That too, is Jamie. He's the master of DIY weaponry, most of his designs he either made himself or enhanced. But that's nothing. One of my classmates has the power to kill squirrels just by looking at them. :rolleyes:

Not the worst of images. A lot of squirrels live near my house. Some of them have no balancing ability. And there are hawks. And people who own cars. And one malicious child with a flamethrower... though I admit I haven't heard of any squirrel casualties from him yet.

Mather... you would make an awesome evil villain. Your hair is as long as mine was and your face is sharper, you look like a brown-haired Sephy. :blink: Though with that silly fedora on, you look almost like Indiana Jones. And Ross, are you sure someone didn't just let the squirrels play with glue? :P

Meh. I just want my battle suit. Archi, what are current electricity-based and/or concussion weapons? Ooh... could I have lots of little super high voltage metal balls swung around on cords of variable length? :shades:

I was already planning on having companion characters, like Bard and Lena, who you could fight with or possibly as.

Great Scott! Windows is trying to take over the universe! http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=36 Also, I like the Mechos. Very polite. Reminds me of the Cybrans. Also, I think I might want to start electricity weapon research... just in case.

You have really small hands. :blink: Dunno why I noticed. Nice snowball though. Wouldn't want to be on the recieving end. And it is still Autumn here, essentially. No snow in town yet. Oh, and another of my classmates is going to go to SCA weapons practices with me! That's two girls I would never want mad at me. :unsure:

I was thinking along similar lines, hence the vehicles. Mostly plans were for ridiculously over-complicated medieval slasher tanks, and perhaps a society of demi-magical artisans allied with Lestrai.

All right, this is quite obviously going to be another Dungeoneering. <_< Well, should I keep the central storyline (will take a little while) or scrap it and make up a bare-bones path to follow (quicker)?

Holy crap, powerful cannons Pie! You must have the highest research total!

I DUN MADE IT WORK NAOW. Jeez, so much for lack of clutter. :D

I changed the poll questions. You can do that, you know. Maybe delete your vote and vote again?

How so?

#-o Magic. Not. Available. What don't you understand about that? Anyways, the game isn't fully planned yet, please participate in the current poll. If there are enough votes in favour of such, maybe you can start as a Raiser. But that would kind of mess up how I want to run the game.