Sat May 30, 2020 8:34 am
Lux BaghDach wrote:Perception: 1d100= Original post: 1d100:
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Having spent the past few years as a bit of a nomad, recently traveling from town to town across North America, arriving at the gates of MercTown didn’t feel too unfamiliar. She learned to announce her presence and offer up greetings of peace in a few different languages, which proved to be remarkably helpful to avoid getting shot or captured as an enemy invader.
It didn’t hurt that Lux didn’t give the impression of being a physical threat. To those that didn’t know, she was just a tall, pretty girl, whose light eyes shined a bit when she smiled. And she always made a point to smile when announcing herself in a new town.
Approaching the gate of MercTown, the Loudspeaker boomed out:
ATTENTION! YOU ARE BEING SCANNED BY EVERY PSYCHIC, MAGIC, AND TECHNOLOGICAL MEANS KNOWN. SUBMIT TO THE DEFENDERS AT THE GATES ALL INFORMATION REQUESTED. SURRENDER ALL LONG-ARMS, POWER ARMOR, AND ROBOT COMBAT VEHICLES. REMOVE AND SURRENDER ALL WEAPONS CONTROL CHIPS IN YOUR VEHICLES. ANY RESISTANCE, ATTACK, OR FAILURE TO OBEY THE DEFENDERS WILL BE MET WITH DEADLY FORCE.
Lux readied herself for whatever might be beyond the walls, taking a quick mental inventory of the provisions and weapons she carried, and making a brief assessment of her surroundings. Lux took a deep breath, smiled, and called out:
“Hello? Halito vla Achukma! Vengo en paz!”
As Lux approached the gate, a guard stepped out of the booth.
Sun May 31, 2020 12:28 am
MercTown Defenders wrote:
As you approach the massive, fortified, outer walls of MercTown a voice booms at you once you are within five hundred feet or so.Loudspeaker wrote:ATTENTION! YOU ARE BEING SCANNED BY EVERY PSYCHIC, MAGIC, AND TECHNOLOGICAL MEANS KNOWN. SUBMIT TO THE DEFENDERS AT THE GATES ALL INFORMATION REQUESTED. SURRENDER ALL LONG-ARMS, POWER ARMOR, AND ROBOT COMBAT VEHICLES. REMOVE AND SURRENDER ALL WEAPONS CONTROL CHIPS IN YOUR VEHICLES. ANY RESISTANCE, ATTACK, OR FAILURE TO OBEY THE DEFENDERS WILL BE MET WITH DEADLY FORCE.
Mon Jun 01, 2020 8:24 am
Mon Jun 01, 2020 3:01 pm
Wayne Northblade wrote:Wayne slows his walk and comes to a halt when he comes across the Defenders. "Defenders? Of what? The Crown? The Faith? The Universe?" He offers an obviously fake smile to show that he's 'friendly' and 'just kidding'.
If asked about long arms, Wayne responds "No sir, never touch the stuff."
If asked about his business, Wayne responds "I've come to make my fortune. Isn't that why we're all here?"
Mon Jun 01, 2020 6:40 pm
Shen wrote:Shen is radiating (pychics will sense within 100', others within 12'): Calm: Peaceful and somewhat introspective. Others will intuit a genuine sense of goodwill and peaceful intentions, putting them at ease.
The Blind Mystic stops in his tracks.
Tóuxiáng suǒyǒu cháng bì……wǒ xiǎng zhīdào zhè míng gōngzuò rényuán shìfǒu yǒu jiàzhí?* he thinks while referring to his Firestaff. Dāngrán, zhè shì jīguāng shǒuzhàng. Bùguǎn shì bùshì zài kāiwánxiào, mìngyùn dōu shì jiāo gěi wǒ de, suǒyǐ wǒ huì chōngfèn lìyòng tā.Translation
He then continues to move forward at a blind man's shuffling speed... which, given Shen is considerably faster than a normal human, is almost at a normal person's pace... tapping the ground before him with his cane before every step, and taking in the sounds and smells of his environment, his senses forming a mental picture of everything around.
If he hears the Defenders approach, Shen will stop and look in their direction, removing his sunglasses so they can see his blindness clearly. "I am Shen," he says simply. "I have come to offer my help, and to barter. I have a laser cane for bartering, which, as you can imagine, I have difficulty using for its intended purpose as a weapon of range," he quips, with a slight smile coming up on the corners of his mouth to emphasize the jest. "I also have a magic staff. Do either of these count as... what did you call it, 'long arms'? I would like to barter them away for other things, provided that is allowed," he says to the Defenders.
Then, as if suddenly aware of his conundrum: "Do you know of a place where such bartering is transacted, and how I might get there?" he will ask.
Once the Defenders see and acknowledge Shen's blindness, he will replace the sunglasses and compliantly and cheerfully accommodate any Defender requests.
Mon Jun 01, 2020 7:15 pm
The Bos wrote:The Defender sighs slightly, his head still down at his tablet. "Of course it's allowed. Where d'ya think--" he looks up and sees Shen's condition. "Oh. Right. Sorry about that. A magic staff and laser cane, you say? You can probably find a buyer for the cane somewhere in the Arms Bazaar, while the Mystic Quarter may be a better bet for the staff. But really I can't think of a specific store you should visit or else I'd... Hang on a sec." He turns his head. "CARL!!!!"
In a few seconds a teenage boy (age 17-19) runs up. "Young Mr. Karl here is interning with the Defenders this semester," the guard says as he turns his attention back to Shen. "Don't let his age fool you though; he was born here and knows the city like the back of his hand. Carl, Mr. Shen here is looking to sell off his magic staff and laser cane. Why don't you help him around town until his business is done? Oh, and welcome to MercTown sir."
The boy nods and replies in a rather high-pitched voice. "Aye aye, sir. Mr. Shen, if you'll follow me..." he leads Shen away from the checkpoint and in through the gates.
Carl wrote:"So what brings you to MercTown, sir? And which of your items would you like to try and sell first?"
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