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Cuaiir

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  1. An omni tool is a remarkable tool for multitasking, especially one as powerful as an Engineer's.  Your Cryo Burst is ready again, but the Hack still has a few seconds left, seconds you don't have.

    Your pistol is of a good quality, not as good as a Soldier's, but when you've only got two guns, it pays to have them be decent.  You empty the clip trying to bring down the transformer's stripped leg.  About half of your shots hit their marks.  Most of the damage is superficial, but you manage to land a few solid hits to its knee.  It stumbles and slows, but it's still fast.  Too fast.

    You tap furiously at your omni tool, reprogramming your drone.  You have two options, hit the return to origin command, which will bring the beast back in your direction but will give enough time to save the child or type out a more complex route to keep you both safe but may take longer than you have.  You only have an instant to decide.

      I execute the return-to-origin command on my Drone, and then quickly launch another Cryo Burst at an uninjured leg, hoping to cripple the beast further. I check the Hack again, along with Incinerate. Backing up slowly, I line up more pistol shots with the beast

  2. Clothing added. Hopefully some time tomorrow I'll craft the middle Form. I'm having trouble coming up with a good name for it, but the powers have pretty much worked themselves out in my head.

  3.   I switch to pistol and fire at the weakened leg, hoping to take it down. I unload a whole thermal clip, and eject the used one. Once the new thermal clip is loaded, I check the recharge time left on my Hack and Cryo Burst abilities, hoping I can use them again soon. I reprogram my Combat Drone to draw enemies towards me, and take aim at the beast

  4. Machine Desert - Jay'El

    The chieftain goes back to ignoring you, visibly working his jaw in frustration.  He continues to bark out orders.  "Reinforce the northern row!  Get some snipers out here!"

    That blasted screech gets louder, it's coming back.  It swoops along the northern edge of the village, laying down laser fire in the gap between the barrier and the ground.  Several screams of pain sound through the desert air as men fall.  Your AI Hacking ability launches, and sparking electricity emanates from the plane along with an animal roar.  It's course falters.  It turns, looking to make a kamikaze run at the barrier.

    "What in the-"

    You fire your Cryo Blast, which phases through the barrier and catches the monster on the wing, a layer of ice forming over its cannons on that side.

    A strange sound echoes from the machine.  It's components shift, turning and rearranging the plane into an enormous, monstrous feline.

    "It's a transformer!  Brace yourselves!"

    The beast falls, limbs outstretched, onto the barrier.  An audible, electrical crack ripples outward.  The barrier falters and falls.  The monster drops into the middle of the village, roaring its fury.  It twitches in places, sparks flying outward.  Your hack is still processing, another shot may override it completely but you have to wait for it to charge.

    Screams echo from everywhere, the civilians terrified.

    "Turn your fire inward!  Do everything you can to take it down!"

    Volley after volley of blaster fire strikes the beast, but this form seems even more resilient than before.  It paces about, analyzing its targets.  It favors the iced limb as it paces.

    You can beat this, the trick is keeping it from hurting anyone.

    Well. That didn

  5. Coolio. Here's the first one. More to come as they pop into my head.

    Scribbler (name up for change)

    Source: my imagination, inspired by art classes and Shallan in The Way of Kings. Name, of course, jacked from the Man himself, B.S.

    Description: Has an array of different pencils, all black but varying in graphite hardness. Harder graphite makes sharper, lighter lines; softer graphite makes blurry, dark lines. Also possesses a sketchbook which is as long as his off-side forearm (for right-handed folks, it

  6. Machine Desert - Jay'El

    The shrieking engine is deafening, seeming to come from all directions at once, but the monster remains out of sight.  The blaster wielding men are obviously frightened.  They're farmers, scavengers, not soldiers.  Even the chieftain looks worried.

    You here a shout, "It's coming back!"

    The streamlined shape zooms over and the shape of dropping missiles in unmistakable.  You lean out from cover and shoot at the projectiles, but your shots are deflected off of the kinetic barrier.  It looks to be a two way shield.

    "Brace yourselves!"

    The missiles hit.  The barrier's glow fades from a purple to an orange, signalling that it's almost out.

    "What are you doing?!" roars the chieftain, "You've got an omni-tool and you're using a pistol to shoot down the missiles?!  You'll never hit anything like that!  Don't you have a hacking power?"

      Gods of the Wild Magic save me from intelligent Droid-heads. I hate it when they

  7. Machine Desert - Jay'El

    "A few laser cannons, but nothing extreme.  But I don't think that's all.  It seems mechanical, but it isn't what it appears to be.  Something about it is...off.  Its movements are erratic, unpredictable, not like any machine I've ever seen.  And that scream, it may sound like engines, but it's more than that.  I can't put my finger on it, but I feel like it's waiting.  Something bad will happen if it brings down that shield, I can tell."

    A shriek in the air signals the return of the beastly jet.  There can only be moments before it strikes again, likely to bring down the shield.

      With the shift into my Engineer form complete, I send out my Combat Drone for extra firepower and draw my heavy pistol. I check how much health I have stored in my torc: about forty minutes of double-rate healing, or eight minutes of quadruple-rate, which I

  8. Machine Desert - Jay'El

    A group rushes past you, some bumping you out of the way in their hurry.  Parents herding lollygagging children away from the danger, the older children helping.  They know what could happen, but their siblings don't.

    You can see the man from your tent standing some distance away, his glances toward you constant.  As you rush up to him you can see another man with a large headdress made up of bits and pieces of destroyed machines.  You can see many Droid parts and what looks like a geth eye on his forehead.  He is a tall, solid man, his already dark skin almost black from the sun, marked by many scars, including a prominent cut running from his ear to his jaw, slightly disfiguring his lips where the cut goes through them.  His teeth are set between barks of orders to the row of blaster wielding men and women hunkered behind a large metal barrier set up next to the edge.  He is the chieftain of this small village, you know he is wary of your presence, his distrust of Spheremorphs not hard to identify.  But a flicker of relief flashes through his eyes as he sees your approach.

    "Spheremorph, it is good that you are here.  The beast is getting more aggressive.  I doubt our little line can hold much longer.  Wait, here it comes again!"  He turns attention forward again.  "Charge your guns!  Let those without chargers lay down suppressing fire and find a reliable aim before shooting!"

    A roar can be heard, a metallic screech that seems to tear through your ears like an enormous engine.  A streak of grey swoops up beyond the edge, rustling the cloth tents around you and the banners hanging from the hodge podge of metals that are the walls here with its passing.  Your guide holds onto his headscarf, but the chieftain remains unshaken, his headdress tinkling in the wind.

    The shape looks like a plane, never seen outside of shells dug out of the sand.  A number of shapes plunge away from it, spewing flame behind them.

    "A missile drop!  Prepare for impact!"

    The explosion is deafening, but thankfully not close.  The shots stopped short, smashing into the kinetic barrier dome extending over the majority of the village.  It seems to be eezo powered, but you can't be sure, it was only visible for a moment.

    "Another pass like that and the shield is down," the chieftain's voice is low, directed at you, "Spheremorph, don't you have anything that can help us?"

      Oh, I think. Threat-sized, maybe. And it

  9. STORY STARTS HERE

    Machine Desert - Jay'El

    You are shaken awake by rough hands, panicked breathing sounds in your ear, followed by distant screaming.  "Warrior, you must get up!  We will die if you do not help us!"

    You sit up, adrenaline shooting through you, making you ready to fight.  Your outer clothing, including your Spheremount, lies in a pile by your bed where you left it.  The teepee you're in is made of thick skins, making it difficult to see out apart from where light and wind spill in from the entrance, thrown open by your visitor.  He is a large man with skin calloused from the hard work and harder winds that make up his life, but his eyes are filled with a primal fear.  You recognize him as a local, father of several children and holder of a place in the Chieftain's Circle of this machineback village.  He pulls on your sleeve, urging you to get up.

    What could frighten him so?  Surely the village's store of blasters would be able to take on the occasional monster to get up here.  Right?

      I roll out of bed, grabbing my clothes and putting them on as I do. My shirt feels tight after the freedom of sleep, but it focuses me, prepping me for battle.

  10. I might also toss Returned into Net + and whatever Nightblood is into Net -, because of their natures. As far as we know, there's no way for Nightblood's thousand Breaths to come out and be reused, and Returned are granted one single huge Breath that seems to come out of nowhere.

    Maybe my logic is screwy, but it seems to make sense.

  11. one of the players was completely new to roleplaying, right?

    That's me!

    I'd say start with them to get them a little quick experience on their own for a bit, and to not slow down the game as much once the other characters have gotten involved.

    I'm willing, just give me a situation and I'll do what I can.

  12. Agreed to Crook of the Plains as a meeting place. I'll start out with one of the wandering tribes of the Machine Desert.

    As to why we're traveling together... well, it could be a Mageprice for a Finding spell... More likely, Jay'el cast Finding for a way to make Spheremounts like the ancients, and that was his Mageprice: go to CotP and sit in certain inn, or some such. Seems a bit contrived, but hey.

  13. @cuaiir This is great stuff.  I love how you've integrated different aspects of the world into you character.  Your Forms are good, and you beat me to making the Feruchemical Grid (but I fully endorse it, it's an awesome picture). 

      Thank you. I was actually considering taking the map in the story topic and making it look more

  14. So, my first post on here after weeks of trolling and my first RPG... should be interesting, if this ever gets off the ground. Here's to hoping.

    My goal with the guy was to poke around in the world and find out how stuff works. The first thing that jumped out at me was the Electric Oasis and it's central pillar. I'm interested, not gonna lie.

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