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maskormenacelogs2016-05-21 09:26 am
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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- † aerith gainsborough | the ancient,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † betty ross | n/a,
- † brianna | the breeze,
- † bruce banner | hulk,
- † carl grimes | n/a,
- † cindy moon | silk,
- † count dooku | darth tyranus,
- † daryl dixon | the angel,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † edward elric | the fullmetal alchemist,
- † emmett brown | doc,
- † enid | n/a,
- † felix dawkins | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † kagerou | n/a,
- † kaidan alenko | sentinel,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † nike lemercier | n/a,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † peter pan | n/a,
- † peter parker | spider-man,
- † qubit | n/a,
- † riku replica | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † sadie doyle | n/a,
- † santo vaccarro | rockslide,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † shinji ikari | third child,
- † sorey | shepherd,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † yayoi nakayama | roaring queen,
- † yuichiro hyakuya | n/a
MAY 2016 SWEARING-IN
WHO: Participating imPorts!
WHERE: THE SHUDDER and THE EVENING STAR, Covington, Virginia.
WHEN: May 21st, 2016 - May 22nd, 2016
WHAT: The OTO branch of DARPA has created imPocreats for imPort engagement and local enjoyment! Come and play, if you want to be the very best -- like no one ever was!
WARNINGS: Please contact the mods if this needs to be updated.
GREETINGS, IMPORTS! And welcome to the Swearing-In Ceremony of May 2016! If you choose to partake in the ceremony, you are in for a treat: prepare for trouble, and make it double! You will be testing DARPA’s brand new holographic-and-cyborg technology called imPocreats. Yes, “imPocreat”, as in Impossible Creations. While the physical body of imPocreats are made of synthesized organic material and robotics, the “attacks” that these inventions have are purely theoretical. That’s where the holographic tech comes into play, for entertainment purposes only! Every imPocreat is programmed to deliver a hit or take a hit, though the impact of attacks may vary depending on environmental or random influences.
Each participating imPort who is physically at this Swearing-In will be given an imPocreat of their own choosing. They are listed below. All imPocreats are products of DARPA’s Otherworldly Technologies Organization (OTO).
The actual Swearing-In will take place in the six mile long, four mile wide mega biome dome called The Shudder, located in Covington, Virginia. Within The Shudder are man-made terrains designed to provide a challenging atmosphere for participating imPorts as they battle with their imPocreats.
There will not be a singular champion of this Swearing-In. In fact, there may be none at all, or there may be dozens. Anyone who has won two imPocreat battles will be considered a champion of The Shudder. Players may plot with each other to determine battle outcomes -- Mods will NOT determine battle outcomes.
All imPorts will be housed in a country Bed & Breakfast called Evening Star for the weekend, unless they pursue other arrangements.
Any champion may keep their imPocreat -- but remember, the holographic attacks are not REAL. They will not induce actual damage on non-imPocreats. And if you're an imPort who isn't COMPETING with an imPocreat, but you're just along for the ride (or maybe you want to play with an imPocreat for a weekend, if you're that lonely/curious) you're also invited to come along, but you are excluded from being able to keep your imPocreat past the event. It is legally understood that any personal damage incurred upon competitors and in-dome onlooker imPorts comes at their own risk.
Remember that this entire event will be televised for an American audience. All of it, unfiltered. Cameras will be in the air, in the ground, in the water. Your personal drama may very well be displayed in High Definition. Any participating imPort will need to sign a waiver consenting to the cameras. This can be an opportunity for your countrymen to learn what kind of imPort you truly are.
WHERE: THE SHUDDER and THE EVENING STAR, Covington, Virginia.
WHEN: May 21st, 2016 - May 22nd, 2016
WHAT: The OTO branch of DARPA has created imPocreats for imPort engagement and local enjoyment! Come and play, if you want to be the very best -- like no one ever was!
WARNINGS: Please contact the mods if this needs to be updated.
GREETINGS, IMPORTS! And welcome to the Swearing-In Ceremony of May 2016! If you choose to partake in the ceremony, you are in for a treat: prepare for trouble, and make it double! You will be testing DARPA’s brand new holographic-and-cyborg technology called imPocreats. Yes, “imPocreat”, as in Impossible Creations. While the physical body of imPocreats are made of synthesized organic material and robotics, the “attacks” that these inventions have are purely theoretical. That’s where the holographic tech comes into play, for entertainment purposes only! Every imPocreat is programmed to deliver a hit or take a hit, though the impact of attacks may vary depending on environmental or random influences.
Each participating imPort who is physically at this Swearing-In will be given an imPocreat of their own choosing. They are listed below. All imPocreats are products of DARPA’s Otherworldly Technologies Organization (OTO).
The actual Swearing-In will take place in the six mile long, four mile wide mega biome dome called The Shudder, located in Covington, Virginia. Within The Shudder are man-made terrains designed to provide a challenging atmosphere for participating imPorts as they battle with their imPocreats.
There will not be a singular champion of this Swearing-In. In fact, there may be none at all, or there may be dozens. Anyone who has won two imPocreat battles will be considered a champion of The Shudder. Players may plot with each other to determine battle outcomes -- Mods will NOT determine battle outcomes.
All imPorts will be housed in a country Bed & Breakfast called Evening Star for the weekend, unless they pursue other arrangements.
Any champion may keep their imPocreat -- but remember, the holographic attacks are not REAL. They will not induce actual damage on non-imPocreats. And if you're an imPort who isn't COMPETING with an imPocreat, but you're just along for the ride (or maybe you want to play with an imPocreat for a weekend, if you're that lonely/curious) you're also invited to come along, but you are excluded from being able to keep your imPocreat past the event. It is legally understood that any personal damage incurred upon competitors and in-dome onlooker imPorts comes at their own risk.
Remember that this entire event will be televised for an American audience. All of it, unfiltered. Cameras will be in the air, in the ground, in the water. Your personal drama may very well be displayed in High Definition. Any participating imPort will need to sign a waiver consenting to the cameras. This can be an opportunity for your countrymen to learn what kind of imPort you truly are.
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No.
[He dropped his hand and started walking again, fourteen foot robot deer following after. Both of them thoroughly unimpressed.]
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[The tiger cyborg leaps down easily, sailing off the roof and landing heavily in front of both deer and man. Behind and above, Tetsuo shouts out louder.]
Try again!!
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Then he turned himself around in a smooth motion and started walking back the way he'd come. His left arm lifting up to present his middle finger for Tetsuo to consider as he looked for another way through the false environment.]
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[He waits, then glowers daggers at this asshole. Fine, if he's not gonna play? He can get an easy as fuck win off this jackass.]
Rrrgh...
Use Snowflake Snarl!!
[With a very real-sounding roar loud enough to echo through the street, the Blickablake lances a beam of blue-white light towards that deer. Snowflakes dance and swirl along the sides of the light, shimmering with a light all their own. The effects team went all out.]
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[Daryl tossed back up right before the attack was called out. The Alterram, who was following Daryl as it was programmed to, instead of paying attention, took the full brunt of the attack and let out a pained cry as it stumbled.
That got Daryl's attention and he whipped around, hand going to one of his knives as he pulled it in a smooth motion. Unfortunately, the large mechanical deer was between him and the mechanical tiger, so throwing it wasn't an easy option. The best he could do, really, was:]
Hit it back!
[The Alterram turned once more as it got it's feet under it, and tossed it's head forward. From it's antlers a dozen or more 'thorns' - each a good three inches long - flew at the Blickablake.]
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Get on it! Fearful symmetry!
[-And bounds towards the Alterram, holographic claws extended as it clears the rest of the distance towards the massive gazelle in one huge leap. If it manages to land where it's aiming to, it'll stay on the thing's back, like told. And slash away with pretend claws at the back of its opponents' neck.
And probably keep slashing.]
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[Daryl yelled in response to the new order, but the deer wasn't quite as fast as the tiger, being a step too late since the other attack was called and acted upon first. The robot tiger managed that leap no problem before the holographic slashes made visible red lights in the air between the claws - which didn't actually make contact - and the back of Alterram's neck. The Alterram screamed and attempted to buck the tiger off, but it was too late and there wasn't any plants in the vicinity to call to for help. With the tiger on it's back, slashing away, Daryl's Alterram quickly fell to it's knees and a beep went off on Daryl's communicator:]
Alterram fainted! You lost to imPocreat trainer Tetsuo!
The hell I did!
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Haha! No wonder you wanted to walk! Your deer can't hold out against Fubuki!
[The tiger leaps off of the Alterram, returning to its starting position. All this time, Tetsuo doesn't even bother coming down to greet his opponent, or tell him anything like it was well fought.
Nah. He'll stay up here and gloat.]
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[With the tiger off his back, the Alterram stands up and returns to Daryl's side, turning to face the same direction he was. No worse for wear. Though Daryl does check to make sure there aren't any scuffs on the paint job.]
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[Tetsuo tenses, then easily lifts himself off the roof with a twitch of his psyhokinesis, easily arcing into the air to land a little too easily on the ground behind his tiger.]
You wanna fight for real?
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He's running away. The coward's not even backing up his insult or standing his ground here.]
Yeah. You better run!
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Ain't got nothing to run from, ya prick. You just ain't worth the effort.
I am so sorry
[All of that careful, careful self control is gone in an instant. He pulls his arm up, then pushes them away from him, using his body as a focus to shove his will forward. A line of pure force rips forward, visible only through the destruction it causes, tearing the street into rubble like an aimed shockwave right in Daryl's direction.
Fortunately, it takes a second, both to travel and to focus into battle-ready mindset; he hadn't fought anything randomly for a while. But if it's not dodged, it could throw Daryl to the side pretty hard, or do to him what it's doing to the concrete.]
Don't piss me off, asshole!
Don't be, it's awesome
He took the full brunt of the blast, but the wings did what they were supposed to: created an invisible shield of energy that stopped the destruction as it ripped past him. Everything within Daryl's (admittedly limited) wingspan was protected from the destruction. It looked a little like a river had been parted by his presence when all was said and done and the dust settled.
That wasn't to say Daryl was in a good place after that. He still wasn't used to using the wings and it took a lot out of him. So when he turned himself around, it was with more effort than he cared to let on. Fueled more by anger than anything else. This time, he didn't hesitate to throw the knife his hand had automatically slipped down and fingered. His accuracy was spectacular and as long as the kid didn't move (or didn't pull more weird power shit out of his ass) it would hit him the shoulder. Wouldn't kill him, but hopefully it would return the favor he'd just been paid.
He snarled and his wings snapped out as if to emphasize the gesture.]
Back the fuck off!
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Learning how to deal with thrown objects was the first lesson he had in not letting this place kill him. This is an reflex he's honed down to pure instinct, tied to reflex and not to intended action. Before he consciously realizes there's a knife coming towards him, his subconscious has already guided his powers to wrap around it, slowing its path in front of him. By the time he's realized it's coming, all that's left to do is watch as it comes to a halt in midair, just a foot away.
He lets it drop to the ground harmlessly after a moment, and grins. The guy growing wings is new, but doesn't even seem to bother him; everyone here has a weird power.
But Tetsuo's willing to bet his are better than most.]
That all you got?
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He snorted in a 'that supposed to impress me?' manner and started to cross the space between them. When he got to his knife, he bent down and picked it up, slid it back into it's sheath.
He stared at Tetsuo, meeting his eyes and just glaring hard. Trying to force him to back down with his gaze if the whole knife thing wasn't going to work. He really wasn't in the mood to fight and not when the kid could toss that destroy everything around him bullshit around. The stupid Alterram might not be family, but dammit, it was his to protect and that kind of bullshit power could tear it apart.]
The hell is your problem?
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Tetsuo ignores it entirely, straightening up to his full (5'4") height and glaring right back.]
Think I'm gonna let you get away with insulting me?
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[Daryl shouted at him, making no moves to get closer than he was, one hand going up to the side of his head and swinging a finger in a quick circle.]
Or are you too stupid to understand that, too? Can't understand when someone says to back the hell off or that they don't want to fight, wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't understand you can't stop someone from calling you an idiot to your face. You really think trying to beat the shit out of me will stop me? Fuck you.
[This time when he started off, he didn't quite turn his back to the kid. Keeping an eye on him. As much as Daryl wanted out of there, the kid had already proven too volatile to actually turn his back on him.]
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[Tetsuo's eyes narrow further, not willing to tolerate this rant for one minute. He'd done his part. He'd been willing to talk.
But it seems like this guy's not someone who learns the easy way to shut the hell up when he's got the chance. An apology, maybe, he'd accept. Maybe some other way of saying he didn't want to fight. But this? If Tetsuo let him get away with it, he'd be letting anyone who decided to fuck around with him have their day. It's on TV, too. No way in hell!
No sooner has the guy started to back off than Tetsuo shoves hard at his tiger, getting it to move out of the way, and lashes out with another shockwave.]
I don't care if you wanna fight or not - you talk to me like that and you don't get a choice anymore! You can't say shit if you're dead!
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That was not worth sticking around for and he didn't have a gun on him to shoot the bastard and be done with it. He'd need to back off and regroup, find Rick maybe. Come back and put the bastard out of all of their miseries. Someone willing to kill someone else over being called an idiot was way too dangerous to be left alive.
Daryl didn't say anything to that effect back, though. This time when he started to get back on his feet, he ordered his Alterram to run to the forest and then launched himself into the air with the intent on flying as fast as he could away. He'd seen Tetsuo fly already, and his own flight wasn't that great, but if he could get some room, he'd have a hell of a better chance at surviving than trying to duck into buildings the guy could just drop on him.]