A horse? Camellia blinked and looked around the grassy field. Well, she was still a little peckish. But where was it?
Fin Del Mundo
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A horse began charging down the plain randomly, a figure wearing a serape mounted on its back, the long cloth billowing in the wind.
willyvereb
Migratory Thinker
Yang kept his eyes on the entrance and only a few minutes later he saw a familiar face.
Preet Sueño de los Betas, leader of the Cholos gang which keeps this city in terror. He was the primary target on Yang's list today.
Rumors say he has an unusual power which makes him invincible to normal men.
While Sueño was busy talking with another gang member Yang focused on his palm holding the liquor glass. He focused further, on the remaining bevarage within the glass.
In seconds the bevarage began to move and transform, creating a barely visible shiny yellowish layer on the inner walls of the glass.
Then suddenly the man called Señor Sueño turned his attention to Yang.
"¿Quién coño eres tú, imbécil?"
Now, now. They could be gang members but that still wasn't really nice. picking on the new patron for no reason? Sheesh, this isn't exactly the way I planned things to be.
"Pardon me Señor Sueño? We might be close to the border but this is still America. Can you be so kind and repeat this in English so I can understand?"
Mind it, Yang had more than sufficient Spanish knowledge to translate Sueño's remark. He had something entirely different in mind.
Before Sueño could respond Yang raised his glass to eye level. In that moment the slightly tinted glass released a flash of yellow blinding light filling the area in front of him.
Following that Yang threw his modified liquor glass, aiming it at Sueño's head.
Roll 3d6 for Dexterity (DC 10)
willyvereb
Migratory Thinker
Alright.
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- Postcard from the Root
Sakuya
Sakuya almost stood up from her seat in reaction to the spike of intent, but she settled her instincts down. It's too bad she couldn't get a good look at the person's figure, but she was even more loathe to chase after some unknown without a weapon. If only her meal had arrived, she could see if they had sharp knives or not. If not her next best bet would be to look for a store that sold survival or camping supplies or kitchenware.
But now that she thought about it, Sakuya couldn't help but think she was forgetting something. Oh well. Perhaps, she'd remember later For now, she calmly waited for the waiter to return, assuming he had understood her humiliating charades.
Sakuya almost stood up from her seat in reaction to the spike of intent, but she settled her instincts down. It's too bad she couldn't get a good look at the person's figure, but she was even more loathe to chase after some unknown without a weapon. If only her meal had arrived, she could see if they had sharp knives or not. If not her next best bet would be to look for a store that sold survival or camping supplies or kitchenware.
But now that she thought about it, Sakuya couldn't help but think she was forgetting something. Oh well. Perhaps, she'd remember later For now, she calmly waited for the waiter to return, assuming he had understood her humiliating charades.
He comes back moments later with a menu
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Snake once again decided to ignore the moustache, and looked at the menu.
There was more variety to it then he had expected. After a few moments of browsing the menu, Snake turned back to the waitress.
"¿Podría por favor conseguir un Big Mac?" He asked.
Camellia quietly watches the horse charge.
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Ugh. So he had given up on verbal communication. Sakuya felt so embarrassed. She wanted to use the menu as a screen to hide from the rest of the diner.
She quickly pointed to the steak and a drink, hoping the waiter understood her.
The liquor moves at incredible speeds, and Señor Sueño found himself too slow to respond. In that moment, the glass impacted against his forehead, sending him flying through the air behind his apparent followers.
The two stunned mexican, to their credit, proceeded to pull out a couple of guns and leveled them at the drinking chinaman.
The girl nods, then departs, returning moments later with the Big Mac.
It runs around the plain, seemingly aimlessly.
The waiter nodded with a polite smile, pocketing the menu and retreating to the kitchen.
Just beyond a chain-link fence is exactly what he is looking for.
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Thanking the waitress, Snake begins eating the Big Mac.
willyvereb
Migratory Thinker
Yang Wen-li sighed when he saw the two Cholos gangmen reaching for the all-so-familiar place where they hid their firearms.
Really, that's their first reaction to anything?
Next time when he occupies a bar he needs to chase away the patrons prior. At this rate the two musclebrains may shoot innocents by mistake.
Sueño was on the ground and helpless at the moment so Yang decided to focus on the two small fry.
Scattered remains of the liquor glass could be found all around them. Yang Wen-li made sure they fell that way.
Those pieces were currently Yang Wen-li's Stand, under his complete control.
Within an instant he commanded the glass pieces to fly towards the gunmen, aiming to skewer their hands so they'll be unable to use their guns.
Best defense is the good offense. Preventing the gang members to shoot is the surest way to avoid any bloodshed.
Camellia sits down, criss cross applesauce and continues to look at the horse.
Silvan Eldar
Daughter of Trigon
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- Here and There
With no obvious threats visible, I honestly wasn't reassured at all. This was a witch's Labyrinth, and was therefore far from safe regardless of how obviously eldritch it may or may not seem to be.
So with that in mind I cautiously begin moving towards the door covered in shadows, keeping an eye out for any signs of movement.
Illusion
Behold the power of the Ultimate Idol!
Kars looks past the fence and sees that
Kars never cared much for human religion. In the old days ,when he and his companions roamed the Earth, the gods humans worshiped were something to be feared. Beings that even he avoided challenging. Now the gods were gone and their power has faded into nonexistence. Shaking himself from these thoughts Kars puts the idea of finding a library in the back his mind as he effortlessly jumps over the fence and makes his way towards the building. Something about that church seemed to call to him.
After a moment he is handed a bill for $5.39 in Murica Money.
The tactic works, and the two men howl in agony as the glass shards turn their hands to strips of bloody meat, barely attached to stumps at the wrist.
It begins to head directly toward her
Roll 3d6 for Perception (DC 14)
Roll 3d6 for Perception (DC 14)
Blinking in surprise, Camellia quickly gets up, tucking some hair behind one ear. "What are you doing here this late?"
Kars blinks, as a sharp impact knocks his head back, sending him tumbling to the ground.
The horse is clearly charging at Camellia.
Illusion
Behold the power of the Ultimate Idol!
Kars gets up with his lightblades out. Someone had dare attack him? HIM!? He had grown complacent once again and he almost paid the price. It did not matter that the wound was negligible this insult would not stand. Kars searches for the foolish being that dare attack him.
He strikes a pose
and says with pure cold rage "Do you think attacking in the shadows will spare you from death fool?" If he sees anyone in his search he will charge and attack with the intent to kill. He is also wary of any more incoming attacks and if he sees an attack coming he will move to block them with his blades.
Roll 3d6 for Perception (DC 14)Kars gets up with his lightblades out. Someone had dare attack him? HIM!? He had grown complacent once again and he almost paid the price. It did not matter that the wound was negligible this insult would not stand. Kars searches for the foolish being that dare attack him.
He strikes a pose
and says with pure cold rage "Do you think attacking in the shadows will spare you from death fool?" If he sees anyone in his search he will charge and attack with the intent to kill. He is also wary of any more incoming attacks and if he sees an attack coming he will move to block them with his blades.
A herd of slow moving furniture approaches Homura menacingly
Eyes going round, Camellia shieked. "Hey! What gives?"
Then she turned and bolted with the wabbity speed that had been passed down in her family for generations.