>>4057473
>Do what you do best – scrounge around for anything useful, if there’s anything to be found. What’s the harm in grabbing more shit to help you win? [This will require a roll.]

>Get your bearings by feeling out the room as quietly as possible – you don’t know where you are, so stealth is optimal, especially when you can’t see.

>>4057473
>>Clip your flashlight onto your revolver, switching it on as you do. It might increase your odds of being detected a bit, but ascertaining your location is key when you’re entirely in the dark.
Wanna loot but would be better if we can actually see the damn place. I doubt it'll be a problem in the beginning room, haven't been put near our opponents thus far. And if we attach it to our revolver maybe we'll be able to pull off our old move of turning it on right on Edit's face.

>>4057473
>>Clip your flashlight onto your revolver, switching it on as you do. It might increase your odds of being detected a bit, but ascertaining your location is key when you’re entirely in the dark.

If it's a ship then there's gotta be signs, and maybe even a map.

>>4057482
>>4057484
Sometimes you just need to shine a little light on the situation! Writing now.

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>>4057501

Moving your free hand into your inventory bag, you pull out the cubed flashlight that’s been with you since day one. After a moment of fumbling, you snap it onto the rail of your revolver and immediately power it up, the action causing you to wince as light fills the chamber.

The room around you seems to be made of purely metal, and very old metal at that. Signs of corrosion are everywhere, yet nothing seems to have breached through the surface, despite the severity of the rust in certain places. It fills you with a sense of unease, and you grip your sidearm tighter as you turn to face your partner.

Cinder seems to be remarkably calmer than you, her eyes scanning the floor of the room with eagle-like proficiency. You eye a small wooden box at the far back corner, seemingly untouched from this perspective. After a few moments of this, the girl looks to you with a serious expression.

“We’re in a shipping container.” Cinder points behind you, drawing out her other shotgun. The things are short-barreled, but you’re very aware of how much stopping power they have – as well as that, you can see that she’s already strapped her rocket oblong to the top of one.

Turning to face the direction she’s pointing at, you notice a very large red door that appears to be incredibly secured. There are two unlatched and thick metal bars that are parallel to each other, showing no sign of the decay that the rest of the container appears to have. You can’t recall seeing one of these things so secure – isn’t that stuff usually supposed to be on the outside?

“Well, looks like we’re mail-ordered.” You crack a bit of a joke, walking towards the door and spinning your revolver as you do. “Should we get started?”

“Yeah.” She replies, but you notice her eyes darting back to the box.

As tempting as looting sounds, you’re aware that finding your location on this ship is a strong priority…although you can’t recall an instance where an enemy has spawned very close to you. With Edit having haste in his inventory as far as you know, though, even seconds could be vital.

How do you proceed?

>Signal for her to move up to the door with you – looting’s nice, but learning positioning is even nicer. It’s wise not to stay in one place for too long.
>Walk towards the door and tell her to go loot the box while you do – you’ll secure the area while she gets more firepower, you’re versatile enough to handle anything unexpected.
>Tell her to secure whatever lies beyond while you open the box – she’s much more suited to dodging unexpected things, and you’ll be able to provide cover fire from the container if necessary. [This will require a loot roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4057538
>>Tell her to secure whatever lies beyond while you open the box – she’s much more suited to dodging unexpected things, and you’ll be able to provide cover fire from the container if necessary. [This will require a loot roll.]
Haste shouldn't be a problem, unless Sky also has one. I imagine their preferred combo would be to have Sky set up for covering fire before Edit actually tries anything directly.

>>4057538
>>Tell her to secure whatever lies beyond while you open the box – she’s much more suited to dodging unexpected things, and you’ll be able to provide cover fire from the container if necessary. [This will require a loot roll.]

>>4057538
>>Tell her to secure whatever lies beyond while you open the box – she’s much more suited to dodging unexpected things, and you’ll be able to provide cover fire from the container if necessary. [This will require a loot roll.]

>>4057550
>>4057554
>>4057561
Looting it is! Please roll me a 1d100 per person - I need three of them!

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>4057574

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>4057574

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>4057574

>>4057585
>>4057597
>>4057600
Writing now!

>>4057608

(Sorry for the wait, got lunch and some packages arrived for me!)

“Cinder, you’re much more used to being mobile than I am. You go and check out our surroundings, and I’ll crack open that box and give you cover if necessary.”

You begin to walk past her halfway through saying this, eyes glued to the unassuming box in the back corner of the crate. It seems to have a label slapped to it, as humorously expected from something inside a shipping container.

>FRAGILE!

Huh, that isn’t suspicious in the slightest. Crouching down in order to open the box, you hear the tapping of footsteps against metal as Cinder makes her way over to the door.

“Gotcha, chief.” She says to you, still keeping her voice low as she reaches out to open the thick doors. "I’ll radio you if anything suspicious is amok.”

“…I don’t have a radio on me, though.”

“Sure you do – check your ear!” Cinder says with a barely hidden smile, tucking one of her guns between her arm and side as she opens the doors. They creak momentarily, and you only get a brief flash of outside light before she disappears around the corner, shutting the door behind her.

Your hand immediately flies up to your ear, and sure enough, your comrade is correct. An earpiece is secured there, small enough that you didn’t even notice it sitting there. You pluck it out and give it a quick look – it’s a small sphere with a very tiny extension sticking out of the middle.

How quaint. You put it back in and open up the wooden box.

The interior is far smaller than the outside would suggest, making you sigh a little bit. You immediately spot two healing patches held against one of the sides by the handle of a knife, and you quickly snatch them up. You might split them with Cinder, you might not, depends on how you feel at the time!

With those extracted from the box, your vision falls to the other item held within. At first glance it would appear to be an ordinary knife, but you immediately spot some oddities about it. For one, the blade is a stunning cobalt blue, and the handle seems to be cylindrical rather than what you would normally find. Reaching in to pick it up, you also notice that the side facing downwards has a button placed just below the blade.

“Interesting.” You murmur to yourself, standing from your crouched position. As you begin to walk towards the entrance of the container, you receive word from the communicator.

“Watch your step on the way out, Wolf.” Cinder’s voice seems strained, and your brow furrows in concern.

“Why’s that?”

“This room has a security system. There are turrets.”

“…on a boat?”

“Beats me, it’s randomly generated! We’re inside a vault – door’s unlocked and I made my way out, now it’s your turn. No sign of Edit and Sky either.”

Oh, joy. Looks like you’ll have to hotfoot it through a room of turrets!

Lovely.

>Please roll me a 1d20 - best of three wins per usual! Feel free to write in how you would like to make your way through this room, as well.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>4057734

>>4057737
Grab ankles and roll through the room.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4057734
Not really sure what the turrets are like but considering we didn't hear em fire, clearly we can stealth through.

Consider going full MGS and using the small box then realize that's stupid and go Splinter Cell and sneak normally instead.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>4057734
No

>>4057744
Also this

>>4057737
>>4057765
Dual 17s! Nice. Writing now!

>>4057744
>>4057751
>>4057766
Strangely enough, I can work all of this in.

>>4057771

A few thoughts occur to you as you take position against the doors of the shipping container, sliding your revolver back into its holster. For one, you’re aware that sneaking through a room full of turrets would be easier if you had both hands. For two, you’re wondering why the fuck you didn’t hear the turrets fire. It’s either that they’re incredibly silent or Cinder managed to get through them all without issue.

You cast your eyes over to the box sequestered against the back wall of the container. You briefly consider donning the article and trying to stealth through the room that way, but you realize that the idea is very stupid, and so you stop thinking about it and focus on the immediate future in front of you.

Pushing the door open as slowly as possible, you finally get a glimpse of natural light rather than the LED of your flashlight. Switching it off, you immediately take note of the room – the walls are metal just like the interior of the crate, you can see a large hole in the ceiling, and you notice two domes with barrels doing a slow sweep of the room from the corners.

“Well, there they are.” You say to yourself, moving from behind the door and behind a set of boxes before you can fall into their line of sight. You determine that they don’t have thermal vision from this, as you’d still be very visible and vulnerable even while protected by boxes.

Must be motion activated, then. Looks like I have to be sneaky!

Adrenaline makes its way through you as you move down the length of the shipping crate, eyes peeled for anything unexpected. You note that at the far end of the room – the one with the vault door, it would seem – there’s another turret in the corner as well.

Poking your head out to the left for just a moment, you can see Cinder in the hallway with an almost impatient expression. Her head is darting around rapidly, and while you see that there are signs behind her, you have to press yourself closely against the container before your head falls into the line of fire.

She may have run through here, but you know that slow and steady wins the race!

As you approach the entrance to the room, you find yourself almost unbalanced as a tremor rocks through the ship, the groaning of metal amplified with how tense your body is. The sound of snapping comes from above you, and your body moves on instinct as you see a shadow engulf your figure. You surge forward and pull off the best approximation of a dodge roll that you can, sailing straight through the door and against the wall with a rough landing.

Looking into the room, you notice that it was a large piece of wood that must have fallen, and that said wood is being eviscerated by near silent bullets. You strain your ears, and can only make out the slight chuffing of air.

Yikes. No wonder you couldn’t hear them.

>Flashlight
>95% battery.

>>4057851

>Ask Cinder why she was looking around so erratically first and foremost – it looked like something had bothered her quite a bit.
>Stand up and hand Cinder the knife that you picked up – she probably knows what this is, so you’ll take the heals.
>Give Cinder the broodiest possible pout – she should have told you about the turrets in more detail!
>Say nothing and observe the signs on the wall behind you – the hole looked like it was thick, signifying that you may be quite a few floors down.
>Write-in.

>>4057853
>>Ask Cinder why she was looking around so erratically first and foremost – it looked like something had bothered her quite a bit.
Priorities, don't want to get caught up in the other business first if there's some weird shit going on

Yo man. Hey man, I I just KNOW its gonna happen THIS THREAD man, you know iv'e been on that daily grind praying everyday man EVERY DAY MAN CMON MAN STOP FUCKING AROUND COME ON STO STOP THIS SHIT MAN FUCK MAN FUCK


Say nothing and observe the signs on the wall behind you – the hole looked like it was thick, signifying that you may be quite a few floors down.

>>4057862
+1

>>4057853
>Say nothing and observe the signs on the wall behind you – the hole looked like it was thick, signifying that you may be quite a few floors down.

>>4057862
>>4057871
>>4057881
Silence is golden, especially when you need to concentrate. Writing now!

>>4057916

(Tooth is starting to hurt like a bitch again, so this vote is gonna be open for a bit while I go off and wait for my pain medication to kick in! I’ll be back later tonight – thanks for coming around!)

Judging by the hole that seemed to go through several floors, you can reasonably guess you’re either at the bottom level or somewhere damn close to it. Turning to face the wall, you can a little black box that would have designated which rooms were in what direction, however the words seem to have been scratched out.

You reach up and run your finger along the wall. Not only had they been scratched out, but whatever did it had left behind gruesome gouges in the wall. You shiver slightly – even if it was only something done for background flavor, being able to feel it made a tick of nervousness ring through your brain.

Allowing your eyes to trail away from the vandalism of the wall, you see two far more intact signs pasted further down each side of the wall. They’re a deep navy blue, and they both have red arrows signifying what direction each path leads – the one on the left leads up, the one on the right leads down. You try to listen as well as you can down either hallway, but you can’t hear anything except the distant whirring of the ship’s engine.

“Ah, a classic dilemma," you chuckle. “Looks like we have two options, Cinder. Which do you suppose—”

You’re cut off by the distant sound of automatic gunfire, followed by an explosion that makes the floor lurch underneath your feet. The only thing keeping you from crashing against the ground is Cinder pulling you up, her other arm raising the shotgun almost faster than you can see.

“What the fuck was that?”

“If this ship has security systems, maybe they triggered something?” You respond, far more shaken by the sudden interruption.

“Or they could be baiting us. Or it’s a timed event with the ship. Or maybe they’re trying to sink the ship?” She rattles off possibility after possibility, nervously beginning to tap her foot as her eyes dart back and forth.

You stare at her blankly.

“This game has gotten too complicated for its own good.”

“You’re telling me,” she snorts. “It sure does make things challenging at the very least.”

>Stay put and see if anything else out of the ordinary occurs – being patient in the face of the unknown is key.
>Move down a floor – you don’t want to stay put, and you don’t want to go towards gunfire.
>Move up a floor – you’ll be able to map out the situation potentially, as well as maybe catching the other pair off guard.
>Tell Cinder to split up with you – more ground can be covered that way, and the radios will ensure you always can communicate. (Write-in which way you want to go.)
>Eye the hole in the ceiling within the vault – providing the turrets don’t kill you, if you could scale that hole you’d be right up at the surface, saving plenty of time. [This will require a roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4058018
>Eye the hole in the ceiling within the vault – providing the turrets don’t kill you, if you could scale that hole you’d be right up at the surface, saving plenty of time. [This will require a roll.]

>>4058018
>Eye the hole in the ceiling within the vault – providing the turrets don’t kill you, if you could scale that hole you’d be right up at the surface, saving plenty of time. [This will require a roll.]

>>4058018
>>Move down a floor – you don’t want to stay put, and you don’t want to go towards gunfire.

>>4058018
>>Eye the hole in the ceiling within the vault – providing the turrets don’t kill you, if you could scale that hole you’d be right up at the surface, saving plenty of time. [This will require a roll.]

>>4058027
>>4058064
>>4058297
Back, took a nap and I'm feeling marginally better - please roll me a 1d20, best of three wins!

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4058425
NO CURSE BIG BUCKS NO WHAMMIES

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>4058425
Wolfgang a cheat.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4058425

>>4058464
Good roll, anon! Writing now.

>>4058472

“…Cinder, I have an idea.” You say aloud, fishing into your satchel for your bundle of rope. The texture is odd, as there is steel interwoven within the nylon, causing it to be much more sturdy than the article you had been using beforehand. As well as that, the thing is equipped with a nice hook at the end – perfect for getting your asses up there.

The girl in question looks over at you with a curious expression, eyes darting down to the rope and then towards the hole.

“Oh, you’re fucking insane.”

“It’ll save time.”

“Do you think we can make that climb?”

“Probably.”

“What if they’re up on the surface?”

“They won’t see it coming – we can get them before they even know what hit them.”

“…alright, I’m in.”

The exchange leaves the both of you smirking impishly, and without any further hesitation, you rush into the vault once more and throw yourself on top of the crate. You can see Cinder about to follow, but you hold out a hand to stop her – you’ll get the rope secured and climb up before anything else. That way, in case these turrets are about to turn you to mincemeat, at least she’ll still be alive.

Speaking of those tricky things, a thrum of excitement washes over your body as you hurriedly scan what you can see of the hole. Not a lot of points for your hook to catch onto, and you damn well know that you’re in four lines of fire at the moment. Without any reference points for this sort of thing, you swing the rope a few times and send it sailing upwards, praying that this wasn’t a useless venture.

KH-THUNK!

Ohthankgod.

You scamper up the hanging rope as fast as you’re able, the increasingly familiar chuffing of air heavy in your ears as near-silent bullets follow your ascent. You’re jarred when you feel one scrape the underside of your boot, but after a few more feet of climbing, you’re completely out of their sight. A shaky sigh comes out of you, and you call down to Cinder that it’s okay for her to follow.

Looking up to actually see where the hook embedded itself, you’re caught off guard by a whistle that makes your body tense immediately.

At the top of the hole, you see a black-haired man standing there with a smirk plastered on his face, a weapon absent from his grasp. Instead, he seems to be tossing a rock up and down, staring holes into you with his eerie eyes.

You hadn’t expected to be found this quickly. Nor for Edit to be this quiet.

>Continue your ascent – you doubt the rock will do any worthwhile damage.
>Move faster – you don’t wanna get beaned by a fucking rock! [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Try to swing yourself around on the rope – taking damage this early isn’t what you want to do. [This will require a roll.]
>Just fucking shoot him – either he’s playing recklessly, or he thinks you’ll be a poor shot just because you’re hanging from a rope. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4058502
>Try to swing yourself around on the rope – taking damage this early isn’t what you want to do. [This will require a roll.]

>>4058502
>Move faster – you don’t wanna get beaned by a fucking rock! [This will require a LOW roll.]
I trust you guys but not with my rolls

>>4058502
>Try to swing yourself around on the rope – taking damage this early isn’t what you want to do. [This will require a roll.]

>>4058513
>>4058525
This wins, please roll me a 1d20 - best of three wins!

>>4058519
Gotta have a little faith, anon! What could go wrong?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4058543

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4058543
Fuck Edit

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4058543
Bless these dice cirno

>>4058556
Sometimes it really do be like that. Writing now!

>>4058558
Goddamn stupid fairy couldn't even bless properly

Can't believe how many style points we're gonna lose after the sick ass promo we did right before the match

>>4058560

You immediately attempt to shift the rope around a little, namely so you could disrupt Edit’s aim were he to throw the rock at you. For one, you really don’t want to get hit in the head with a fucking rock, especially after everything you pulled before the match started! For second, the rock could easily hit Cinder and potentially mess her up.

The thing that you hadn’t accounted for, however, was how well the hook had been secured around whatever it had caught itself on.

You feel your body lurch as the rope drops a little bit, still hooked around its purchase but now straining under the weight of the two of you.

“The fuck was that, Wolf?!” Cinder calls up to you in irritation, the strain very apparent in her voice.

The rope is shaking under your grip, and a bead of sweat forms on your brow. You find yourself bracing for the impact of the rock against you, but upon feeling nothing, you look up again to see what the bastard is up to.

He’s not there anymore.

What the fuck was that?

“Edit was up there…figured I had to dodge the fucker,” you force out through gritted teeth, feeling pangs of electricity sparking through your arms. It must be the simulation of your muscles giving out, and it’s one of the most uncomfortable things you’ve ever felt. “Think I might have messed up the rope, though.”

“And it was such a good plan, too! What do you say we do, then, chief?” Cinder’s voice is laden with sarcasm. Yeah, you can’t blame her being irritated on this one – this is on you. Regardless of that though, your arms are getting tired, and you can’t imagine this rope staying attached for much longer. At least, not if the two of you are on it at the same time.

Ah, fate works against you once more! Seems to be a common theme over the past few weeks.

>Tell Cinder to drop down first, and then you’ll follow. At best you might be able to try to throw it up again, at worst you’ll go through the lower floors.
>Tell Cinder to drop down, and you’ll ascend to the surface. You have the upmost confidence that your friend will be able to reach you quickly. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Climb down and let Cinder go up to the top floor. You’ll make your way through the bottom floors, because you don’t want this plan to go to waste. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Fucking book it up to the top and tell Cinder to follow – being careful is for the weak, you will FORCE this plan to succeed by the skin of your fucking teeth. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4058602
>>Tell Cinder to drop down first, and then you’ll follow. At best you might be able to try to throw it up again, at worst you’ll go through the lower floors.
That's a big No Thanks to splitting now that we see Edit's around to fuck with us.

>>4058602
>Tell Cinder to drop down first, and then you’ll follow. At best you might be able to try to throw it up again, at worst you’ll go through the lower floors.

>>4058602
>Tell Cinder to drop down first, and then you’ll follow. At best you might be able to try to throw it up again, at worst you’ll go through the lower floors.

>>4058602
>Tell Cinder to drop down first, and then you’ll follow. At best you might be able to try to throw it up again, at worst you’ll go through the lower floors.

>>4058602
>>Fucking book it up to the top and tell Cinder to follow – being careful is for the weak, you will FORCE this plan to succeed by the skin of your fucking teeth. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4058602
>>Fucking book it up to the top and tell Cinder to follow – being careful is for the weak, you will FORCE this plan to succeed by the skin of your fucking teeth. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4058602
>Fucking book it up to the top and tell Cinder to follow – being careful is for the weak, you will FORCE this plan to succeed by the skin of your fucking teeth. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4058602
>Book it to the top

Yeeeet

>>4058608
Being careful is for WINNERS

Imagine if one wanted to write, but then sickness said "sleep". Good evening, everyone! Time to get cracking.

>>4058608
>>4058656
>>4058907
>>4058984
>>4060228
Being careful IS for winners. Writing now!

>>4060232

“Cinder, I think we should go the long way after all, funnily enough.” You call down to your friend, who lets out an irritated sigh – again, completely understandable. You may have made a little bit of a goof trying to do some eclectic dodges, especially since Edit didn’t even throw the rock at you. What a teasing cunt, it’s not like that’s in character for him or anything!

“Man, you’re lucky I care about you!” You can almost picture the girl shaking her fist at you, and it takes a bit of effort to suppress the snort that threatened to break loose at the thought.

You look down as your partner lets out a harsh breath of air, and you see her let go of the rope and plummet down towards the metal surface. She’s much more athletic than you it would seem, considering she does a picture-perfect dodge roll off the side of the container! Bullets fill the space where she used to be, and you have to avert your eyes as a few clash brightly against the container’s top.

Descending down the rope a bit (so that you don’t take unholy amounts of fall damage), you brace yourself and tug on the rope above you as hard as you can. The strength of the motion is enough to free it from whatever it wrapped itself around, and you find yourself careening back down to where you began.

Catching yourself without issue, you find yourself going over a multitude of possibilities as you grab onto the rope’s hook with your free hand. It looks mangled, but you might be able to pull off the same trick again…if you’re risky enough, that is. Since when have players ever been insulted for performing the same trick twice?

You don’t want to answer your own question, because it was a very stupid one. A part of you dies inside.

The other option that springs to mind is going towards the door and taking either direction, which is assuredly the sanest outcome. You could either go up, towards the gunfire, explosions, and potentially Edit…or down, to put an extra bit of distance while you try to corner them in close-quarters combat.

You glance up to the hole and notice the turrets beginning to center on you – if you’re fast enough, you could always fire a round into the sky to attract their attention. You highly doubt they know about the turrets, considering they’re obscured from view…could make for a nasty trap, if they were to take it.

How do you proceed? You only have a few seconds to make a plan, after all.

>Get off the container and go towards the door, taking a left turn upwards. You know Edit’s that way, and that’s all you need to know.
>Get off the container and go towards the door, taking a right turn downwards. Putting some space between the two of you could be the best option, especially considering CQC options.
>Fire a shot into the sky to try and attract Edit down here. The turrets will help you get one over on him! [This will require a roll.]
>Throw the hook back up because you’re a one trick pony. [This will require a VERY HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4060284
>Fire a shot into the sky to try and attract Edit down here. The turrets will help you get one over on him! [This will require a roll.]

>>4060284
>Fire a shot into the sky to try and attract Edit down here. The turrets will help you get one over on him! [This will require a roll.]

>>4060284
>Fire a shot into the sky to try and attract Edit down here. The turrets will help you get one over on him! [This will require a roll.]
Sky's a sniper so I doubt they'd ever go to close range if we go down and I don't want to go up to trigger whatever plans they have. I have some doubts about being able to bait Edit but shit, it's something.

>>4060297
>>4060309
>>4060311
Bait the cocky bastard! Please give me 1d20 - best of three wins!

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4060326

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>>4060345

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>4060326

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>4060345

Rolled 3 (1d20)

Yay blessed

>>4060345
Guess he's still angry about what we did. Please tell me we mock him. Say some shit about wondering if he was scared of knocking himself over the edge if he threw that rock.

>>4060345
Well, shit. This is a blessed thread. Writing now!

>>4060384

You’re not sure whether it’s your own anger towards Edit, the impatient and worried glances Cinder is sending you, or the adrenaline caused by four fucking scary ass turrets slowly turning towards you that causes you to open your mouth. Regardless of what moved you to do it, a bead sweat trails down the side of your cheek as you rip your revolver from its holster, pointing it right the fuck up at the hole.

“Couldn’t get the nerve to throw it, Edit? Afraid your skinny ass is gonna trip? Wouldn’t surprise me, considering how easy you were to push over!” You yell at the top of your lungs, pulling the trigger and throwing yourself off the side of the metal container just as the turrets open fire on you.

There’s heavy tension in the air as you hastily move into the hallway, swapping your pistol for the rifle and aiming it at the hole. You barely evaded those bullets, but you’re starting to think you have a knack for running away from gunfire!

Who would have thought, right?

“What the fuck was that, Wolf?!” Cinder hisses, raising both of her guns while giving you a frazzled look. You can’t blame her for that one, especially because you basically just gave away your position further than it already had been.

“He doesn’t – shouldn’t – know about the turrets. If he comes down here blind, those might give him some trouble. We’re in short range which means you’ll have an advantage. Sky shouldn’t follow him down if she’s worth anything as a fucking sniper.” You find yourself rambling, your virtual heart hammering against your ribcage.

The room is utterly silent. A second passes. Then two.

You’re utterly taken aback when a dark shape plummets down the hole, crashing against the top of the shipping container with such volume that one could mistake it for an explosion. The both of you immediately press yourselves against opposite sides of the doorway, shooting each other shocked looks.

“You called?”

The sheer amount of anger in the voice in front of you takes you off guard.

Peeking around the doorway, you see Edit staring down at the both of you with empty eyes, stock still as he observes the scene in front of him. That rock is still in his hand, and he continues to toss it up and down, that same smirk still plastered across his extremely punchable face.

Hook, line, and sinker! You didn’t expect that to work! Fuck yes!

>Stare at him from the doorway, allowing the turrets to do their work. He still isn’t armed for some reason, so you see no issue with watching him get torn up!
>Flip him off and retreat into the hallway – they’re incredibly narrow, and if Cinder goes down the other side, he should only be able to focus on one of you.
>Fire in the hole – his cockiness will be his downfall. [This will require a roll.]
>Toss in one of the special grenades you got from the Gallery – they seem like they’ll do the trick in this situation! [This will require a roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4060432
>Fire in the hole – his cockiness will be his downfall. [This will require a roll.]

>>4060432
>>Stare at him from the doorway, allowing the turrets to do their work. He still isn’t armed for some reason, so you see no issue with watching him get torn up!

>>4060432
>Toss in one of the special grenades you got from the Gallery – they seem like they’ll do the trick in this situation! [This will require a roll.]
This is some weird shit, could be he's confident in his "teleportation" or whatever. We can see how the smoke is affected and use that info to figure it out. If he's using speed, then it'll shift around but if he's using a decoy or actual teleportation, it won't.

>>4060432
>>Fire in the hole – his cockiness will be his downfall. [This will require a roll.]

>>4060443
>>4060466
This wins - fire on the motherfucker. Please roll me a 1d20, best of three wins!

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4060473

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4060473

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4060473

Well Shit

>>4060477
>>4060483
>>4060486
I suppose there's some ironic comfort to be found in that the best thing we're good at is trash talking

>>4060483
Felt a little bit sick so I went off for a little bit, back now though so let's continue! Writing now.

>>4060489
Wolfgang tries his best. And that's what matters. Probably.

>>4060922

The next and proper course of action couldn’t be clearer to you. What kind of self-respecting Warscape player – either formerly or in the present – would allow an enemy to just sit there and showboat? Look at him with that cocky smirk, tossing that rock up and down! Does he seriously think you’re that thin skinned?

You scowl as you raise your rifle, lining the sights up with his head and pulling the trigger immediately. The end of your gun erupts as you send out a burst of three bullets towards his direction, relishing in the fact that you may be able to score some damage this early in the round.

>L85A3 rifle.
>AP magazine: 27/30
>UAG-36 Grenade Launcher: 3/3

Just as the bullets are about to find their mark, a strong golden light fills your vision, causing you to avert your eyes due to the intensity. You feel something bump the barrel of your gun during this event, and as you try to look what it is despite the light still plaguing your eyes, you notice something far too late.

A small rock falls towards the floor, apparently having been tossed without a care in the world.

As your eyes drift up, you see the man who threw it hurtling through the air towards you. With no time to react, his outstretched fist clocks you cleanly across the jaw, and you feel yourself leave the ground and crash into the wall behind you.

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 95/100 (-5 HP)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jynTNYSKNuk

As you struggle to force yourself up from the ground, Edit has already turned on Cinder with a wicked grin. The girl has an expression of angry shock on her face, and she wastes no time in raising both of her guns to meet him. Edit audibly cackles as she fires one, throwing himself away from the spray and striking the end of the other with his foot.

“More of the same, eh?!” He screams, closing the distance and ramming a fist into Cinder’s stomach, following the action with two strikes to both sides of her jaw. With a pompous laugh, he finishes by sweeping her legs out from underneath her.

>Player: Drag0n
>HP: 85/100 (-15 HP)

“Well, well, well! Didn’t turn out how you expected, eh?” Edit pivots on his heel, looking towards you with an undeniably angry expression. “Serves you right for talking shit that you can’t back up, huh? Another mark against your fucking useless self.”

You feel a headache coming on already.

>Try to get away from him and keep his attention – this should allow Cinder to get him from the back, providing you can make him angrier. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Spring up and engage him in some of your own hand to hand combat – you’re not gonna be outmatched by this little prick, especially with your pride at stake. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>You still have a gun, and you bought it specifically for it’s maneuverability. [This will require a roll.]
>Whisper orders into the earpiece for Cinder to hear - he's facing you, after all. (Write-in anything you want to say.)
>Write-in.

>>4060962
>You still have a gun, and you bought it specifically for it’s maneuverability. [This will require a roll.]

>>4060962
>>Try to get away from him and keep his attention – this should allow Cinder to get him from the back, providing you can make him angrier. [This will require a LOW roll.]
Go for the reliable tactic. We've got two to his one. He's got massive anger issues. Not to mention this'll be good set up for a pincer attack. We can maintain line of sight on each other: if he teleports, we see where. Just gotta get his attention...
>Yes, you took a whole 5 HP from me! Who's a good Warscape player? You are! Yes you are!

>>4060962
>Try to get away from him and keep his attention – this should allow Cinder to get him from the back, providing you can make him angrier. [This will require a LOW roll.]

>>4060984
>>4060989
Looks like this wins, so please roll as per usual - best of three goes through!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4060999

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>4060999

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>4060999

>>4060999
Call him a 3rd rate player with 4th rate items

>>4061480
He's actually a 4th rate player with 1st rate items
No skills beside having a good selection of items

>>4061769
Yeah, I don't know why the guy was trying to diss us for using items and tricks when he's only using his teleportation schtick. Got some real self-esteem issues I think.

>>4061025
Good morning everyone! How are you doing today? Not feeling sick today, so we can go for quite a while. Writing now!

>>4061859
Edit? Having issues? Impossible.

>>4061946
Did his stream chat actually say to let him go last thread or did they descend into a state of anarchy and omegaluls?

>>4061958
Nah he was super lying, his chat was losing their shit.

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>>4061946

You grit your teeth and spring up from the ground, ducking out of the way of one of his kicks as you back away down the hallway. Edit’s eyes flash to your position, the grin across his face presenting a stark contrast to the evil glare in his eyes. You can see Cinder trying to get her bearings behind you, indicating that taking the attention off her may be the best thing to do – surprise attacks are valid tactics, damnit!

“You know, for someone who gave me so much shit for using items, the pot seems to be calling the kettle black.”

Smirking at the man while trying to suck in air is a challenge, but you strap the rifle back to your chest and pull out your recently acquired knife. You’re not sure what the button does, but you don’t particularly care – baiting him in is your primary focus. You’d pull out your other knife too, but that seems a bit excessive.

Edit grits his teeth and charges forward, ducking to the side as you swing the blade at him. From below, you hear metal scraping, and you barely move away from his own weapon, the thing a few inches from impaling the underside of your jaw.

It’s still not enough anger for you, though. Time to push the envelope a bit more!

“You claim that I don’t have skill, and yet you’re doing the EXACT same fucking thing. Hell, you couldn’t stop me from pushing you into a fucking fountain!”

Your blades clash against each other, and you can see the rage having reached the boiling point behind his eyes. Admittedly, you’re unprepared for him to drive his knee into your stomach, but you manage to avoid his knife finding purchase in your back on the way down.

Items or not, seems like he’s a good up-close fighter.

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 90/100 (-5 HP)

“Funny. I haven’t even used an item yet, you fucking dickhead.” Edit spits in your eye, and you wince. If regular machines didn’t have the blood function, then why is there a spit function?

Fucking disgusting. Regardless, that golden flash of light was suspicious.

Thankfully before any more bodily fluids could be exchanged, you spot the best thing you’ve seen all day – your friend dropping one of her shotguns and pulling out her sword with her other hand.

“Eyes on the prize!”

Edit whirls around to meet a stomach full of buckshot, the gun erupting directly into his navel and causing him to shout. He only barely manages to evade being stabbed in the arm, the blade coasting across the jacket and tearing the sleeve slightly.

That’ll show him, fuck yeah, Cinder!

The boy doesn’t waste any time after that – with a grotesque hiss, he jumps over your body and hits the ground running, sending a much smaller knife flying in Cinder’s direction. The girl is unamused by this, and deflects it with her fucking sword like a badass, surging after him with a vicious grin.

“Not so tough now that you’re on the back foot, huh?! You’re all talk!”

A smile comes to your face – looks like Cinder’s in her element.

>>4061972

>Get off the ground and immediately follow her – despite the clear advantage in the situation, she’s been bested in singles combat before. You don’t want to take chances.
>Roll over and fire and Edit before he disappears around the corner – you doubt you’ll be able to catch him yourself, so you’ll leave that bit to Cinder while you recover. [This will require a roll.]
>Whisper into your communicator that you’re going up to the surface via the hole – while she deals with Edit, you’ll deal with Sky, providing she’s up there. Dividing and conquering is the way to go! [This will require a roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4061974
>Roll over and fire and Edit before he disappears around the corner – you doubt you’ll be able to catch him yourself, so you’ll leave that bit to Cinder while you recover. [This will require a roll.]

>>4061974
>Whisper into your communicator that you’re going up to the surface via the hole – while she deals with Edit, you’ll deal with Sky, providing she’s up there. Dividing and conquering is the way to go! [This will require a roll.]
If we follow him, he'll probably lead us into a trap. Even if he's an impulsive dumbass, Sky's probably smart enough to maneuvre around the place and be prepared to shoot us if we start chasing him. On the other hand, if we sit around, she'll either initiate a 1v1 on her terms or double team Cinder. It's best to distract her while Cinder has the advantage against Edit, then reconvene.

>>4061974
>Whisper into your communicator that you’re going up to the surface via the hole – while she deals with Edit, you’ll deal with Sky, providing she’s up there. Dividing and conquering is the way to go! [This will require a roll.]
Goddamnit. Not at all the kind of situation I want but >>4062007 has a point. Here's hoping Cinder's experience and new gear will be enough this time around.

I suppose what he's using is a piece of equipment or weapon on his clothing that isn't shaped like anything we'd identify as such.

>>4061974
>Whisper into your communicator that you’re going up to the surface via the hole – while she deals with Edit, you’ll deal with Sky, providing she’s up there. Dividing and conquering is the way to go! [This will require a roll.]

>>4062007
>>4062009
>>4062012
This goes through, please roll - best of three wins!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>4062013

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>4062013

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4062013

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>>4062023

>>4062023
FUCK EDIT
FUCK 0PHELIA
AND FUCK DICE GODS

>>4062023
Bueno

>>4062060
Don’t tempt the dice gods

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>>4062023
Wonderful roll, anon. Writing now!

>>4062060
The curse has been lifted! Rejoice! For now.

>>4062078
Nothing bad has EVER happened by tempting the dice gods, I'll have you know!

>>4062106

You watch as Edit disappears around the hallway corner, Cinder following with a victorious shout as she fires another volley of shells at him. You’re unaware if they hit him, but you pull yourself up regardless, readying yourself to give chase as well.

Pausing for a moment, you realize that it might not be the best idea. Edit could be leading you guys into a trap that he’s formulating with Sky, and with Cinder having run off on her own, they could have a massive advantage over her via a 2v1. He may be an impulsive dickhead, but you don’t doubt that he knows how to coordinate. He’s planning something.

You glance towards the vault room and sigh, pulling out your rope yet again. If that’s how things are gonna be, then you’ll just have to be quicker than her and trust that Cinder will be able to handle things on her own this time around.

“Cinder, I’m going up to the surface to try and intercept Sky. Make your way up to the surface so we can reconvene, and for the love of god, don’t die.” You say into the radio, sliding the strange knife into your bag and hoisting yourself to the top of the shipping container. Already expecting the turrets to come, you pray that the mangled hook won’t give you any issues, and you toss it up yet again.

KH-THUNK!

Fuck yes, you’re two for two!

Scrambling up the rope, you don’t pay the bullets crashing against the metal underneath you any heed – you know that time is utterly of the essence, and thankfully the rope shows no signs of breaking. You’re able to ascend with relative ease, only slightly worried that Cinder gave no response to your message.

Oh well, you’re sure if anything bad happened, she’d make you aware. Hopefully, at least.

Looking up, you can see that you’re almost at the lip of the hole – before you get up there, how do you figure you’d like to go about intercepting Sky, providing she’s up there?

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 90/100

>Inventory
>Mk. II rope (hook half-broken)
>Auxilia branded healing patches x5 (+20 HP)
>Binoculars
>Grenades w/ additional smoke screen effect x2
>Strange knife

>[Due to your natural 20, all of the below rolls will have ADVANTAGE - meaning that you will have four rolls, not three.]

>Immediately get on the move and make some noise – drawing her attention would be best, especially by making yourself appear vulnerable. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]
>Try to boast that you’ve already finished off Edit – you’re not sure how this partner system fully works nowadays, but it may be enough to get her to focus on only you if she’s up there. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4062199
>>Try to boast that you’ve already finished off Edit – you’re not sure how this partner system fully works nowadays, but it may be enough to get her to focus on only you if she’s up there. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4062199
>>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]
She's not as retarded as Edit, I don't want to draw attention from a SNIPER. Not gonna get away with just a scratch there.

>>4062199
>Try to boast that you’ve already finished off Edit – you’re not sure how this partner system fully works nowadays, but it may be enough to get her to focus on only you if she’s up there. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4062199
>>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

>>4062199
>>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

Use the binoculars to help

>>4062199
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

>>4062199
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

>>4062199
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]
Being careful is for winners.

>>4062199
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

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>>4062208
>>4062222
>>4062223
>>4062229
>>4062230
>>4062231
>>4062232
Looks like this wins by a large margin - please roll as per usual, only this time we need FOUR!

>>4062222
Nice quads! Have a picture a friend drew as a reward.

>>4062199
>Buckle down in place and search for her – you don’t want to waste any movements, and if she’s already on the move, you’ll be able to suppress her with your rifle. [This will require a roll.]

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4062235

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>4062235

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4062235

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>4062235
>>4062243
oh jeez

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>>4062243
this is the second in the row you've done. who are you and how are you doing this. Writing now!

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>>4062243
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>>4062248

>>4062243
YAMERO

>>4062248
Actually I'm going to go grab something to eat because I keep forgetting to lmao. I'll be back soon!

>>4062254
You have too much power.

>>4062248

The correct strategy comes to your mind immediately – being reckless in front of an actual fucking sniper would be similar to actual suicide, whether you’re on the move or not. The only right way to go about this, in your honest opinion, is to be cautious as humanly possible. Find some cover, take aim and see if you can locate her, and if she doesn’t come into sight, communicate with your partner.

You nod to yourself, bracing your feet against the wall and ascending to the mouth of the hole. When you’re certain your grip is strong enough, you pull yourself up, and are immediately greeted with frigid rain splattering across your cheeks.

Now up top, you’re able to tell that the sky is extraordinarily grey. The clouds are dark, and in the distance, you spot thunder leap between them, causing you to sweat. The sheer scale of this game wows you yet again, but not enough to stop you from retrieving your rope, somehow still intact despite your abuse.

Bundling it into the bag, you raise your rifle and do a sweep of the top of the boat. You’re almost right next to the far end of it, the hole almost only a few feet away from the railing. There’s ground for you to cover if necessary – the surface is littered with similar shipping containers, small buildings that jut out unnaturally from the floor, as well as what you can safely assume to be the captain’s area standing tall above all of it.

You’ve never seen a boat like this, that’s for certain – but hey, you get it. Maps have to be varied while providing cover at the cost of realism. Speaking of that, you move forward and duck behind a wooden crate, raising your binoculars as you begin to sweep the area properly.

“Come on…there’s no way you’re not up here…” You say to yourself under your breath, if only to break the tension surrounding you. Seconds feel like minutes as you browse, and just when you’re about to anxiously contact Cinder, you spot something interesting.

In the captain’s area, you spot the briefest flutter of movement. A shadow across one of the windows, fast but still visible. Seconds later, you see one of the said windows be opened forcibly, followed by a certain brunette girl vaulting outside with little issue. You can’t make out her expression from this distance, but you certainly don’t miss the large rifle tucked under her arm.

Christ, that thing looks brutal.

Regardless of your instant apprehension at the sight of that rifle, you raise your own with a tremble of excitement. She’s right in your view, and you think you’ll be able to make the shot from here.

>[Due to yet another natural 20, another round of advantage seems to be in order.]

>Pull the trigger – this is a good opportunity to throw her off her game, just like you planned. [This will require a roll.]
>Trail her throughout the ship – you’ll be able to ambush both her and Edit, as she’s certainly going to convene with him. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4062359
>>Trail her throughout the ship – you’ll be able to ambush both her and Edit, as she’s certainly going to convene with him. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4062359
>Trail her throughout the ship – you’ll be able to ambush both her and Edit, as she’s certainly going to convene with him. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4062359
>Pull the trigger – this is a good opportunity to throw her off her game, just like you planned. [This will require a roll.]
Any chance to cut down a squads size is a good chance.

>>4062359
>>Pull the trigger – this is a good opportunity to throw her off her game, just like you planned. [This will require a roll.]
I'd rather the two don't get together at all. Of course, we're also losing a chance to get up to close range to nullify her rifle but considering there are containers and shit around we can use as cover, I think we've got the advantage up here.

>>4062359
>Pull the trigger – this is a good opportunity to throw her off her game, just like you planned. [This will require a roll.]
Let's not get too cocky yet.

>>4062380
>>4062381
>>4062404
This wins - please roll for me, best of four wins!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4062423

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4062427
YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE
>>4062423

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>>4062427

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>4062423

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4062423
>>4062427
The dice gods giveth and taketh away.

>>4062427
That wasn't very cash money of you

>>4062427
Don't we throw out worst roll on advantage? Or am I thinking of another quest

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Sometimes even Gods fail, boys. Stay brave, and we'll live another day to post more smug anime girls.

>>4062448
Another quest. I'm pretty sure this is actually the first thread where we've had advantage from a 20. Your idea sounds real grand looking at our current predicament...

>>4062458
We'll live but it'll be a fate worse than death, anon. We're about to embarrass ourselves on broadcast. Imagine if we slip cause of the rain, or worse, throw our weapon overboard. We made Edit a meme but we're about to get meme'd ourselves.

>>4062478
>Scared of getting embarassed on Future Twitch
That's how half the streamers become famous, my guy.

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>>4062483
This is your path, brother? You seek the worship of the masses through shame and pity? Is it possible... those were loaded dice? You disgust me.

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>>4062427
The duality of man. Writing now!

>>4062458
Shine on, anon. A 20 will come to you again someday.

>>4062499
You do not see my vision, fool. Fame is fame. If we act like total tards in a shameful attempt to recover from our mistakes, we will lower ourselves to the level of a virgin like Edit. True chads accept the memes, embrace them, and continue to be magnificent despite them. This will only help us on our journey.

>>4062501

Humming a little tune to yourself, you use your rifle’s magnification to get Sky in your sights, as it’s remarkably easy to follow her with the pace she’s going. You inhale and exhale gently, ignoring the rain that’s soaking through your clothes slowly. Your finger tenses, and you go to pull the trigger—

“WOLF, I GOT A FUCKIN’ SITUATION!” Cinder’s voice comes through the radio incredibly loudly, followed by the sound of gunfire. You instinctively flinch, jarring your aim and sending the burst way off the mark and into one of the wooden crates behind Sky. You feel dread build up in your body as you witness the thing shatter, and sure enough you see Sky throw herself to the ground in record time.

Fuck.

>L5843 rifle.
>AP magazine: 24/30.
>UAG-36 grenade launcher: 3/3.

“Well so do I, now!” You hiss into the receiver, ducking down as well as you can next to the small crate. Out of everything you expected to happen, this wasn’t it. You had her in your sights perfectly! Some cosmic force seems to love pissing on you – you’re all too aware about your onlookers back at the arcade, and you shudder to think how they could lambast you for that one.

As you try to formulate a plan in your mind despite the rising tension coiling in your body, your mental process is interrupted by an inexplicably loud gunshot from in front of you. A moment later, the box in front of you is shattered with the force of the impact, and your arm alights in pain as you’re pushed back against your will. Looking up from the ground, you try to locate the girl, but she’s nowhere to be found.

Fuck, that really hurt. You were entirely right to be afraid of that rifle, it would appear.

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 55/100 (-35 HP)

She’s fast, but I have her attention. Have to keep her off of Cinder. Have to locate her before the worst happens.

>Duck behind something more solid and focus on healing yourself – you won’t last long at this level of health, especially against someone of her skill. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Use one of the two grenades and toss it in front of you – at best you’ll hit her with the shrapnel and obscure her vision, at worst you’ll distract her momentarily. [This will require a roll.]
>Wait for her to fire again and try to duck out of the way of the bullet – it’s ballsy, but you’ll have a lock on her position, allowing you to fire upon her once again. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4062541
>Use one of the two grenades and toss it in front of you – at best you’ll hit her with the shrapnel and obscure her vision, at worst you’ll distract her momentarily. [This will require a roll.]

>>4062541
>>Duck behind something more solid and focus on healing yourself – you won’t last long at this level of health, especially against someone of her skill. [This will require a LOW roll.]
-35 HP against an arm. No thanks.

>>4062541
>Duck behind something more solid and focus on healing yourself – you won’t last long at this level of health, especially against someone of her skill. [This will require a LOW roll.]

>>4062541
>Duck behind something more solid and focus on healing yourself – you won’t last long at this level of health, especially against someone of her skill. [This will require a LOW roll.]

>>4062541
>>Wait for her to fire again and try to duck out of the way of the bullet – it’s ballsy, but you’ll have a lock on her position, allowing you to fire upon her once again. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

Surely 8xmwQRXX will roll a 20 again?

>>4062541
>you – at best you’ll hit her with the shrapnel and obscure her vision, at worst you’ll distract her momentarily. [This will require a roll.]
>Also use a healing patch

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>>4062556
>>4062560
>>4062584
Looks like this wins - please roll for me, and unfortunately, best of three wins!

Also have Edit's face claim, because of course it's this guy.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4062613
Here we go.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>4062613
That just makes Edit look cooler than he actually is

>>4062619
This is incredibly disappointing.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>4062613

>>4062623
Decent roll! Writing now.

>>4062620
>Implying Edit isn't cool.
For shame!

>>4062622
Poor anon, you'll return to your glory days soon I'm sure.

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>>4062637
M-My glory days aren't in the past though, Cirno! I'm still young, aren't I? I-I'm still good!

Does Edit make streams flexing his in-game items and 11 minute videos responding to every single shitpost about him?

>>4062660
My guess is he has streams responding to every single shitpost.

>>4062637

(Sorry for the wait, had to get dinner made! House is full tonight, so had to make two pizzas. They were pretty high tier, and now I’m set to continue throughout the evening.)

You don’t give her another chance to get another shot off on you – springing off of the ground, you move around the corner of a blue shipping container and move a bit down the side before you stop. Judging by the direction that you were fired upon, you can’t imagine her moving far away from where you initially shot at her. Kepeing that in mind, you fumble around in your pack and press a patch to your chest.

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 75/100 (+20 HP)

The relief this grants you is immense, and you bask in it momentarily as you crouch low to the ground, raising a hand to your ear so you can speak to Cinder.

“Cinder, what’s going on? Where are you at?” You hiss, trying to keep your voice as low as possible. Better to not give her any indication of where you could possibly be!

Thankfully, Cinder doesn’t take long to respond this time.

“Hiding. That bastard has weapons now, can’t talk for long. On my way up.”

It’s almost hard to hear her over the rain and wind, but your brow furrows in concern. Cinder had him on the run just a few minutes ago – what could have changed during that time? Some of his shenanigans, or did he manage to trip Cinder up somehow?

“Understood. Currently pinned down by Sky, she got the drop on me. Let me know when you’re near.”

“Gotc—”

“FOUND YA, SLUT!”

The line cuts after that, and your face morphs into a scowl. What a fucking dick – your hatred for this man grows by the minute. Gritting your teeth, you begin to wonder if Sky’s gone on the run and if you need to follow, but another piercing gunshot echoes across the ship. Nothing happens for a second, but you hear a harsh crash follow the noise, and then you’re taken off guard when a bullet comes inches away from hitting you in the head.

Your jaw goes slack as your head turns to the right, and you immediately spot a large and smoking dent in an adjacent shipping container.

Did she nearly take your fucking head off with a ricochet?

You can’t stay here. You need to move.

>Abscond from this exchange and try to make your way to the lower levels again – Cinder needs your assistance in a bad way, it seems. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Rush out and make your way forwards with your gun held high – you don’t know where she is, but you’ll put faith in dodging in order to root out the girl. [This will require a roll.]
>Creep to the end of the container and see if you can spot her – she couldn’t have made that shot unless she was in front of the container itself, and having a modicum of cover is better than nothing. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4062822
>Abscond from this exchange and try to make your way to the lower levels again – Cinder needs your assistance in a bad way, it seems. [This will require a LOW roll.]

I wanna sink this boat

>>4062822
>Rush out and make your way forwards with your gun held high – you don’t know where she is, but you’ll put faith in dodging in order to root out the girl. [This will require a roll.]

>>4062838
Support

Time to make Titanic 2: electric boogaloo

>>4062822
>Abscond from this exchange and try to make your way to the lower levels again – Cinder needs your assistance in a bad way, it seems. [This will require a LOW roll.]
If only we had our trusty mugs on hand, we could do our trademark "throw it at shit" move. Would at least make a small distraction.

>>4062838
>>4062847
>>4062859
This wins! Please roll me a 1d20, best of three wins!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>4062864

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4062864

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4062864

>>4062871
Yoooooo!!

We're back baby

>>4062871
I am both happy and conflicted that we got another 20 but yet again it's just for a change in location

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>>4062871
MESSIAH

>>4062871
Came back to this. The amount of 20s in this thread is concerning...I wonder when things will get bad again? Writing now!

>>4062889
Sometimes simple things succeeding can pave the way to greatness in the future, anon!

>>4062988

With the thought of that deadly woman and her apparently almost infallible aim, you promptly sprint in the opposite direction, trying to put the dented container out of your mind. To be able to make that shot off of a ricochet…you make a mental note to search up if she’s on a team later.

J-Just out of curiosity, of course. It’s not like you’re interested in powerful Warscape players and their abilities or anything.

As soon as you emerge from behind your cover, the crack of the rifle is heard once more. Without having to think about it, you practically bend yourself at a ninety-degree angle, the shot going wide over your back.

Fuck, that was close.

You hurriedly move your head around, trying to map the area as well as you can with the threat of a fuckhuge sniper rifle eliminating your health even further. Sky is no joke, and you still can’t seem to locate where the shots are actually coming from – although maybe that’s just due to the franticness of the situation. After no immediate option presents itself to you, you surge forward as another shot fires off. Thankfully, it goes wide, and you find yourself pressed against the ship’s rails.

Looking down over the side, you can see that you’re quite far up and that there are windows lining the side of the ship. You gulp and remember your mangled rope – chances are you could do it, but you’d rather not fall into the water…it’d probably do damage, and you’re not sure if it would count as an out of bounds zone.

Dropping low to the ground, you hope to god that you’re covered enough from this position, and you go over the remaining options in your head. You could always run back towards the hole and go down, but you know that Cinder and Edit must be far away from that area – it would be a guaranteed way down, though.

The other option is going through buildings until you found a ladder downwards, which could be risky considering Sky’s aim, but it could also lead to confusing her and potentially dropping right on top of Cinder and Edit…if you’re lucky, that is. You’re not sure where they are, or how far down the various methods of possible descent could go.

What do you do?

>[Due to the nat 20 applying to relocating areas, the following rolls will have ADVANTAGE.]

>To the hole you go – it may take a while longer to find them, but you at least know where it is. Hopefully you’ll have enough time to get to your friend. [This will require a roll.]
>Go into some of the random buildings and look for ways down – you might have more cover there, you could find items, and more importantly it’d be better than sticking out in the open. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Latch the rope’s fucked up hook onto the railing and descend – if everything goes well, you might just be able to see exactly where your friend is and assist accordingly. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4063042
>Latch the rope’s fucked up hook onto the railing and descend – if everything goes well, you might just be able to see exactly where your friend is and assist accordingly. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

>>4063042
>>Latch the rope’s fucked up hook onto the railing and descend – if everything goes well, you might just be able to see exactly where your friend is and assist accordingly. [This will require a HIGH roll.]

Is it possible to use write-ins to lower DC? Just curious.

>>4063053
It absolutely is, depending on what the write-in specifies!

>>4063042
>To the hole you go – it may take a while longer to find them, but you at least know where it is. Hopefully you’ll have enough time to get to your friend. [This will require a roll.]

>>4063042
>>Go into some of the random buildings and look for ways down – you might have more cover there, you could find items, and more importantly it’d be better than sticking out in the open. [This will require a LOW roll.]
Hole's too slow and I don't want to risk going overboard and dying. If the fourth/advantage roll is a 1, is it still counted?

>>4063042
>>Latch the rope’s fucked up hook onto the railing and descend – if everything goes well, you might just be able to see exactly where your friend is and assist accordingly. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
im feeling lucky

>>4063071
You know what, we'll say it doesn't - I did use it the last time it happened, but it doesn't seem fair to have a 1 go through on an advantage roll, lol.

>>4063052
>>4063053
>>4063074
It looks like this wins - please roll me a 1d20, and the best of four goes through! I've decided that when advantage is in play, the first nat 1 rolled will be nullified - if there's more than one, however, it will still go through.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4063103
I don't know if it's too late for a write-in but can we try to stab the knife through the ship as we move to use as an anchor and alleviate some of the weight off the hook?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>4063103

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>4063103

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>4063103

>>4063110
Back, and that's pretty good, anon! Writing now.

>>4063109
Sounds good to me!

>>4063240

(This is gonna be my last one for the night since I have things to do tomorrow! Chances are I’ll be back late in the evening, so I’ll try to get some out, but no promises. Thank you very much for coming by and reading, and I hope you had a great time doing so! Please give me any comments, questions, critiques, or concerns that you have – they help me make the quest not shit. Thanks again for reading! Have a great night anons, and see you tomorrow!)

You feel yourself sweat, anticipating the next bullet to come at any point in time. You pull out your rope and look at the edge over and over again, contemplating the pros and cons of the action. For one, you could potentially find Cinder immediately, provided she’s out in the open. However, there’s always the chance that the hook breaks, Sky shoots the hook, or you fall into the icy water below…

Eh, fuck it. You aren’t a quitter, except that one time where you were absolutely a quitter.

Securing the rope around one of the rails, you not only hook it on, but you tie it too (making sure that the hook is properly secured as well). As you begin to hurriedly tie the other end around yourself, you hear another gunshot, and another crate near you has its insides eviscerated.

Welp, that’s all the encouragement you needed!

You stand up, and after taking a moment to swallow the abject fear of certain doom, you pull out your knife and throw yourself over the side of the boat. You refuse to admit that you may have squeaked on the way down, and you shut your eyes tightly as you blindly stab towards the hull of the boat, attempting to create a makeshift anchor.

KH-SCREEEECH!

You’re immediately halted in place, sliding down just a little bit before the knife catches fully in the metal. Holy SHIT. Video games are fucking AWESOME! You try to pretend that a part of you isn’t excited, instead favoring the other part of you that’s screaming about how much of a stupid fucking idea this was.

After taking a moment to internally chastise yourself, you begin the most half-assed rappel down the side of the boat. No more gunshots ring out from above, which means that Sky either didn’t understand what you did, or she could care less about it. Judging by the amount of windows are visible, there appears to be five floors counting the surface.

So we were on the fourth floor in that case, considering how thick the hole was.

Considering Cinder and Edit went towards the direction that would lead them upwards, you could guesstimate that they are either on the second or third floor. Now that you’ve come this far, what do you want to do?

>Rappel down to the second floor first.
>Rappel down to the third floor first.
>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]
>Fire on one of the windows – if you hear battle, you’ll know what floor they’re on, as well as causing a distraction. [This will require a roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4063278
>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]
Trusting in Cinder to have enough of the situation handled to report back. Try and keep the element of surprise for an ambush.

>>4063278
>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]

>>4063278
>>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]

>>4063278
>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]

>>4063278
>>Rappel down to the third floor first.

>>4063278
>See if you can get ahold of Cinder before you continue further. [This will require a roll.]
Come on, best girl.

Good evening, everyone! Had a blast today, and I got home much earlier than expected! Going to go eat some dinner, and when I get back, we'll get started once more!

How are you all doing tonight in the meantime?

>>4063295
>>4063326
>>4063373
>>4063586
>>4063763
Contact your comrade, get the deets and the haps! Please roll me a 1d20, and the best of three wins!

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4064897

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>4064897

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4064897

Imagining wanting to write but then a family emergency happens? There won't be anything out of me tonight, unfortunately, but I'll try my best to make up for it tomorrow. Heading to bed for the night, have a good evening, everyone!

>>4064907
This wins btw, will write when I wake up!

But before I go, I do have a vote for you in the meantime - a friend of mine offered to draw me something, so I figured I'd leave it in your hands! Who would you like art of in this quest?

>Wolfgang.
>Cinder.
>0phelia.
>Alexis.
>Golden.
>Fletcher.
>Write-in.

>>4065380
>0phelia.
I wish to see the face of our greatest nemesis

>>4065380
>Fletcher.
I wish to see the face of our greatest bro

>>4065578
+1

>>4065380
>>Alexis

>>4065380
>0phelia

threadly PSA: 0phelia is a good girl who has been misunderstood by the common anon in this quest, and does not deserve nearly as much hate as she gets.

>>4065998
Incorrect

Fuck 0phelia

>>4065380
>>Fletcher.
The amount of filthy traitors in this thread is truly amazing. We'll forget all about 0phelia in time, no point in seeing her face.

>>4065998
Fuck you and fuck 0phelia

>>4065380
>>Fletcher.

>Wolfgang

No love for our hapless protagonist?

>>4065380
I want an art of Wolfgang chilling at his table in his Arcade.

>>4065380
>>0phelia.

In order to better hate something we must understand it.

>>4064907

(Had a busy day with college starting up again, but let’s get this off the ground now that I’m free! The art vote isn’t gonna be called yet, but we currently have a close race between 0phelia (4 votes) and Fletcher (3 votes)! If you haven’t voted yet, tag which one you’d like in any of the upcoming votes!)

While dangling from the side of the ship, it occurs to you that rather than taking a random chance and allowing the opportunity of failure to strike where you least expect it, communicating with your friend is an infinitely better option than biffing it after coming this far. While bracing your feet against the ship and keeping a firm grip on the knife, you bring your other hand up to the communicator.

“Cinder, you will never believe where I am right now…” You attempt to start the conversation lightly, and the hope is quickly doused by the sound of wood being crushed.

“Well geez, better tell me quick!” Cinder shouts into the receiver, causing you to instinctively recoil. An unintelligible exchange is heard, followed by the sound of glass shattering.

“You fucking BITCH! Get over here!” Edit howls, the anger in his voice causing you to smile.

“Bite me, fuckboy!” Cinder’s shotgun goes off, making you wince.

“On the side of the ship! What floor are you on? I’ll come in to give you a hand.”

“Gonna be taking that long, huh? Two minutes or less, Wolf!” Cinder says with a laugh, at first making you confused. Then it occurs to you that she’s clearly talking in front of Edit, so of course she’d say shit like that in an attempt to throw him off. Respectable! With that indicator of what floor she's on, you can’t help the smirk that comes to your face, picturing the inevitable look of surprise across his face when you come to aid your comrade.

Victory is gonna feel real sweet. But victory always comes with a gameplan! Speaking of such, how do you want to approach this situation?

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 75/100

>Bust in the window – it’ll be loud enough to distract, and you’re sure Cinder will take advantage of Edit looking over…providing that he’s startled, of course. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Hang outside of the window and fire in on Edit – he seems to be working in a CQC capacity, so you’d rather not be near him if you can help it, providing he doesn’t lean on his teleportation gimmick. [This will require a roll.]
>Throw one of the grenades through the window – the explosive damage could tag him along with obscuring his vision. [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Use your knife to try and cut a hole in the window for you to fit through – you’ll be able to have an even stronger element of surprise this way, and hopefully it’ll be enough to take him down in one shot. [This will require a VERY HIGH roll.]
>Write-in.

>>4066858
>Hang outside of the window and fire in on Edit – he seems to be working in a CQC capacity, so you’d rather not be near him if you can help it, providing he doesn’t lean on his teleportation gimmick. [This will require a roll.]

>>4066858
Is it possible to open the window quietly?

I want to catch him by surprise with a pincer, made up by both us, and Cinder

If it's possible, open the window, sneak behind Mr Copy and Paste, then shoot at him from behind

Seems like a surefire way to surprise him and get him to panic a bit

>>4066858
>Hang outside of the window and fire in on Edit – he seems to be working in a CQC capacity, so you’d rather not be near him if you can help it, providing he doesn’t lean on his teleportation gimmick. [This will require a roll.]

>>4066858
>Hang outside of the window and fire in on Edit – he seems to be working in a CQC capacity, so you’d rather not be near him if you can help it, providing he doesn’t lean on his teleportation gimmick. [This will require a roll.]

>>4066884
>>4066892
>>4066906
Looks like this wins - please roll me a 1d20, and the best of three will go through!

>>4066885
Unfortunately not! The windows on the sides can't be opened regularly.

>>4066920
Darn

Always worth a shot though!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4066920

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>4066920
Time for roll

>>4065380
Incidentally, if someone wanted physical descriptions of the principle characters, where would they look?

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4066920
Don't know why no one else rolled...

>>4067017
Looks like this goes through - writing now!

>>4067043
For Wolfgang, Cinder, 0phelia, and Alexis - thread #1 and #2!

For Golden, his first appearance in Warscape was in thread #6, his physical appearance is in thread #7!

For Fletcher, his first appearance in Warscape was in thread #4, and his physical appearance is in thread #7.

>>4067073
little late for the roll, but I'm casting my art vote for Fletcher

ded

>>4065380
Golden

>>4067073

(Gotta love sleep and how it claims one at the most inopportune moments. Late night updates never pan out for me, you’d think I’d have learned by now! As penance for my misdeeds, I’m gonna be phoneposting for a while today.)

Having reaffirmed your target area, you roll your shoulders and begin rappelling down the building as quietly as possible. You don’t want any errant noise to be your downfall, especially when you’ll be in full view for a few seconds. For all you know, Edit will use that teleportation gimmick to come right up to you, meaning that you need time to be on your side for this one.

Coming down and holding yourself outside of the window, you get to witness something special.

Edit and Cinder rush towards each other with swords drawn. Edit swings towards her midsection with a sneer, and Cinder parries the blow and goes for her own strike – one which Edit knocks away by jamming his elbow against the flat end of the blade. After a few similar exchanges, they both attempt a swing at the same time, causing the blades to collide and emit a shower of sparks. You’re not sure what Edit said just there, but it looked to be particularly filled with vitriol.

Well, that’s no way to speak to a lady.

Holding yourself against the wall by jamming your knife into it (seriously, video game mechanics are slick), you take the task of aiming the bullpup with one arm, making sure that it’s held in a way that the recoil won’t send it flying out of your hand.

After your preparations have been secured, you divert your attention back to the window where Cinder has just taken a boot to the head, sprawling over an errant table and struggling to reorient herself.

“Well, no time like the present!” You exclaim cheerily to yourself, lining Edit up in the sights and firing off a round at him.

The sound is thunderous even over the wind, and the window shatters completely. Edit’s head whips around, and you can see his eyes widen in fear as the shots enter his torso, the sudden blow and his surprise enough to send him off of his feet.

“Yo! Is that fast enough for you?” You say cheekily, causing Cinder to let out a howl of laughter.

“Just about, just about!” She surges forward at Edit without delay – she’s promptly stopped, however, by the boy holding out a revolver. Before she can divert her path, he fires, and she can only barely throw herself to the side. Edit gets to his feet, and turns to look at you.

“Bastard.” He seethes audibly, taking a step towards you with malice in his eyes.

And then he disappears in a flash of golden sparks.

>Get onto the floor proper – you don’t want to be dangling from a rope while he’s teleporting.
>Drop down to the third floor and burst in there – he’s not gonna dive out of the ship to get you…at least, you think.
>Tell Cinder to stay vigilant, keeping your position off the side of the ship – from this angle, you’ll be able to see him wherever he appears.
>Write-in.

>>4067846
>Get onto the floor proper – you don’t want to be dangling from a rope while he’s teleporting.

Might as well regroup with Cinder.

>>4067846
>>Get onto the floor proper – you don’t want to be dangling from a rope while he’s teleporting.

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>>4067846
Something fucky is going on here. Golden has solidly confirmed that regular teleportation isn't allowed, and that Edit would have been caught by now if he was trying to cheat with it, then there has to be a trick to what he's got that makes it fair in competitive play

>But he had to have had one! He disappeared and reappeared in front of me within a second!
This was what Cinder said back in thread 9.

>Just as the bullets are about to find their mark, a strong golden light fills your vision, causing you to avert your eyes due to the intensity.
>A small rock falls towards the floor, apparently having been tossed without a care in the world. As your eyes drift up, you see the man who threw it hurtling through the air towards you.
Back when we baited his ass in the turret room.

>“Bastard.” He seethes audibly, taking a step towards you with malice in his eyes. And then he disappears in a flash of golden sparks.
Just now.

In every situation, as far as I can see, he's used his 'teleport' to disappear and instantly appear closer to his target, which goes along with his playstyle as we already know he's good at melee, has a knife and a sword, and uses a revolver.

Back in the fight with 0phelia:
>The syringe. Your hand closes around it and rips it out of the belt just as she descends upon you, pressing it to your neck just as her sword flashes towards you.
>Your body is burning. You feel like you’re on fire, like your mind is in overdrive. You’re vaguely aware of yellow sparks bouncing off of every exposed area of your skin, body vibrating with repressed energy. You’d call it adrenaline, but it was different somehow – your body was lighter, and your mental processes were faster.

Now back to the fight with Rock when we found a chest full of potions and other loot:
>the yellow one should be what you used to clinch the win from 0phelia! Fuckin’ haste potions man. That’s the good shit.

The haste buff, at least when it comes to syringes/potions, is indicated by the colour yellow. Thus, my theory is that Edit has an item which allows him to instantly haste himself x100 for a short period and 'teleport' towards whichever direction he's facing. That last part in this update about him taking a step toward us and then just disappearing instead of showing up outside the ship with us or something like that is making me less confident.

Regardless, regrouping with Cinder's for the best. Even if he's a teleport pro specializing in melee, we can overpower him together.
>Get onto the floor proper – you don’t want to be dangling from a rope while he’s teleporting.

>>4067862
>>4067915
The saga of phoneposting begins. Writing now!

>>4067927

With Edit now gone from sight and the wind howling in your ears, it's very apparent that you're at a sudden disadvantage, especially when hanging over an ocean by an only slightly stronger than average rope. To combat this, you plant your feet firmly against the side of the ship, pushing off and swinging in with some extra added momentum.

You launch off of the rope as gracefully as you can manage, sticking the landing and immediately drawing your pistol and knife, hypervigilant as you sweep the room. A memory surfaces in your mind once again - Golden specifically noting that teleportation isn't allowed in competitive play. You had been constantly questioning what Edit's trick entailed, but now that you've seen how quickly he can disappear?

Well, you'd almost prefer teleportation at this rate. At least then you wouldn't be this worried about where the fuck he went.

"You alright, Cinder?" You ask the girl nervously, jumping at a distant crash of thunder. Fuck, it's been a while since you've been this keyed up - the fear of the unknown is a terrible thing.

"Good thing you came when you did, doubt I could hold up for that much longer!" Despite her chuckle, you can hear the unease in her voice as well. Looking over at her, you spot Cinder rifling around in her bag, pulling out a healing patch and pressing it to her chest.

>Player: Drag0n
>HP: 40/100 (+20 HP)

"Gave as good as I got, at least." Another chuckle as she stands, reloading her shotguns. You look around the room again, feeling an increasing fear creeping up your spine. Just where the fuck did Edit go? From what you've learned, he tends to disappear and instantly reappear...something about this is fishy.

"No wonder you needed cheats."

A voice whispers into your ear, and as you attempt to turn around, you're stopped by arms wrapping around your waist. You're then lifted off the fucking ground, and then sent ass over tea kettle as Edit German suplexes you, cracking your head off of the metal flooring of the ship.

>Player: N0v4_c43s4r
>HP: 70/100 (-5 HP)

You spot the man moving towards Cinder, who looks on in shock at what just occurred. She only barely manages to deflect the knife in his hand, unable to stop three consecutive fists crashing into her stomach as a result.

"Gave as good as you got, huh? What a fucking joke. I'm feeling fine~!" He lets out a high-pitched cackle, eyes widened and glaring daggers at Cinder. She grits her teeth and headbutts the underside of his chin, pushing him away and firing one of her shotguns at him. He moves to the side, taking some of the spray, but ensuring that a little bit grazes your arm.

>HP: 65/100 (-5 HP)

"You're toying with me, you son of a bitch!" Cinder hisses.

This man is a waking contradiction - reckless, yet willing to toy with his opponents. Aggressive over the use of items yet relying on them himself. So hellbent on getting under people’s skin yet being so easy to anger.

You hate people like him.

>>4067998

(Sorry about the quality of this one if it’s bad! Wrote most of it on phone, but then it turned out we weren’t at the place for nearly as long as I expected, so here I am!)

>Focus on assaulting him with all your might – you need to damage him before he can pull off more of his scummy tactics, and you’ll take the attention off Cinder as you do. [This will require a LOW roll.]
>Toss one of your four healing patches at Cinder and bolt away from Edit – you need to get the attention off of her first and foremost, and you’ll give her some extra healing while you do. [This will require a roll.]
>Bolt towards the window and beckon for Cinder to follow you – Edit is currently as unpredictable as can be, so you’ll descend to the third floor and take the rope with you. Should be simple…right? [This will require a HIGH roll.]
>Use your creativity - there has to be a good way to get out of this! (Write-in.)

>>4067926
The yellow Sparks bit from thread 1 is a nice catch. Super speed is a possibility, and the reason why he didn't go to us is fairly obvious, we're on the side of the ship and it's dangerous as hell. Could've taken a step and then run back.

Problem is, he's said he didn't use an item and that was after we got him super butthurt, so I doubt it was a bluff.

>>4067926
Very great write-up, anon, this made me super happy.

>>4067999
>>Focus on assaulting him with all your might – you need to damage him before he can pull off more of his scummy tactics, and you’ll take the attention off Cinder as you do. [This will require a LOW roll.]
I'd like to heal Cinder but running away again is too much of a risk. Will just lead to another party split and Edit might just stick to Cinder. With Sky possibly coming here, it's even more dangerous for her.

>>4067998
>>Focus on assaulting him with all your might – you need to damage him before he can pull off more of his scummy tactics, and you’ll take the attention off Cinder as you do. [This will require a LOW roll.]
For all we know, he could have given away our position to Sky after he disappeared. Clock's ticking, and while she's got a sniper build, I have no doubt her rifle's strong enough to penetrate the floor and light us up from the floor above while he keeps us pinned down in one place. We need to take him down as fast as possible.
>>4068000
Maybe it's a weapon or armor piece, then? I don't remember, does non-cosmetic gear actually exist or is the crafting system all about guns and items?

>>4067999
>Focus on assaulting him with all your might – you need to damage him before he can pull off more of his scummy tactics, and you’ll take the attention off Cinder as you do. [This will require a LOW roll.]

>>4068012
>>4068019
>>4068026
This wins, please give me a roll - best of three goes through!

>>4068019
There is indeed non-cosmetic gear - both sold by Auxilia and able to be crafted by third parties.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>4068027