Out of the Fog (Kantai Collection/???)
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Assuming of course that we pull it off when going after the flying blaster. If we had to go for a cape I would suggest allfather, but purity might be able to grab him and fly away. Also going for capes is what they expect. We aren't a cape and don't have to play by their expected rules. Better to put some guaranteed fear into them when they realize we see them as just as viable targets as the big names.
Ylamona
Konlulu~
Unless you want to sink the ships ,going to the water won't help much since :
- we don't have any range weapon,and throwing stuff won't work well since they already know
- Purity can snipe us from land.
Voting will close tomorrow (Tuesday) at 20:00 GMT.
By the surge of activity I take it that interest isn't quite as low as the previous number of votes indicated?
By the surge of activity I take it that interest isn't quite as low as the previous number of votes indicated?
Um, sorry if sort of dripped sarcasm or passive-aggressiveness there.
Voting is closed
It's good to see some discussion about the votes so thank you for that.
It's good to see some discussion about the votes so thank you for that.
[X] Thinning the crowd of lesser meat people. The "Golden BB" is a thing
No. of Votes: 8
mc2rpg
Arkatekt
Biigoh
Creticus
Darik29
Tonaris
WyldCard4
Ylamona
[X] Taking down the glowy girl before she managed to reload!
No. of Votes: 1
ScrewFate
[X] Curb-stomping the fallen "flagNazi" make sure he stays down.
No. of Votes: 1
numina
[X] Heading back to the water which is more suited for you.
No. of Votes: 1
veekie
Total No. of Voters: 11
Yay, interest has picked up a little!
No. of Votes: 8
mc2rpg
Arkatekt
Biigoh
Creticus
Darik29
Tonaris
WyldCard4
Ylamona
[X] Taking down the glowy girl before she managed to reload!
No. of Votes: 1
ScrewFate
[X] Curb-stomping the fallen "flagNazi" make sure he stays down.
No. of Votes: 1
numina
[X] Heading back to the water which is more suited for you.
No. of Votes: 1
veekie
Total No. of Voters: 11
Yay, interest has picked up a little!
TURN - A (Not So) Safe Harbor 1.6
[X] Thinning the crowd of lesser meat people. The "Golden BB" is a thing
In the middle of the screaming and panic you found your own personal zen.
The unarmed skill that you wanted to rely upon seemed to have somehow vanished, the reflexes that you were sure that you'd had before the fog now having evaporated, but that didn't stop you from doing the straightforward thing.
Approach enemy.
Put a limb through the space they occupied.
Repeat.
It wasn't really rocket science, was it?
There was a peaceful emptiness in your head as you ignored the more noticeable figures and closed on the main body of their force. You felt slow and clumsy on land, with its frustratingly unyielding footing, but as you flailed away with your limbs it seemed that you were quite effective.
A few bullets pinged off of your limbs or flattened themselves against your flesh, but it seemed that there wasn't a proper calibre naval cannon amongst the group so you just shrugged it off like so much spray.
In that calm place where your thoughts had fled you approved of their discipline, if not their tactics, as they maintained position and did their best to concentrate fire on you.
If they'd been thinking then they'd have realised that scattering would have forced you to chase them down individually and their presence wouldn't have risked friendly fire from the glowing woman.
Shaking off some of the wetness from your arm you began absently humming a tune, the lyrics not coming to mind but the sound rather pity. However a random idea came to mind and rather than lashing out again you tried to actually grab hold of the next meat person within easy reach.
That felt far more natural and, as you felt something yield with a snap under your grasp (possibly something structural by how loud the noises that your latest target made), you felt up to experimenting.
"Excuse me," You told him politely as you took a firmer grip on his body and attempted your newly conceived tactic. "I just need you for a minute..."
"Ah... oops?"
The problem with fighting with Nazis was that they, apparently, lacked any sort of real integrity. Fleeing might be a sensible move faced a Glorious Dark-ess such as yourself, but after only a couple of swings your improvised weapon was starting to come apart like the ones that you had hit.
Maybe, you considered briefly, the answer might be dual wielding?
Nevertheless you were truly dominating in this fight and after scooping up one of the leaking meat people from the ground with your off hand you took a moment to pose triumphantly.
"I Am The Dread And August Dominatrix!" You declared proudly, holding the two "weapons" up in a victorious pose, then paused as something about what you had just said niggled in the back of your mind.
Unfortunately it seemed that holding your twin humanshields weapons up high left your midsection unguarded. That fact was pointed out to you in a distinctly painful manner as the tip of something sharp rammed into you there with significant force, causing you to double over and accidentally ruin the holds on both "weapons" as your grip convulsively tightened.
As you tried to recover, one hand pressed against to the pained spot on your stomach, some instinct told you to jinx to the side and you complied without even thinking.
Apparently that instinct was working correctly because a moment later a searing blast tore through where your upper body had been and carry on to put a hole in one of the ships still in the harbour. The attack had been bright enough to cause spots in your eyes, but when you turned towards the source you saw that the glowing woman who had just used a properly damaging weapon was now hovering with her feet barely off the ground.
No, you told yourself sternly, Now isn't the time to get fuzzy feelings for her just because she chose to do the right thing...
She was saying something, possibly explaining herself, but your one time weapon who lay on the ground beneath your feet was making so much noise that it was hard to make out her words.
"Pardon me for a moment," You told her, feeling a little embarrassed that you couldn't hear her monologue. Carefully you lifted one foot then brought it down hard, ending the sounds instantly.
"...you killed them." She sounded both bewildered and shocked.
A glance down then you were nodding slowly even as your cheeks heated.
"Not all of them," You admitted and cursed whatever it was which had been putting you off your game. The lack of integrity that you had previously noticed meant that four or five from your initial assault weren't moving, but apparently they were also sub-par as bludgeoning weapons as almost the same number seemed to be struggling still.
Even if they were mission killed that was a terrible performance given how much you outclassed them!
"Do you want me to can rectify that." You moved over towards the nearest and considered his current state of repair. "I think that this one has an unbroken leg...?"
An arm was missing too, or at least it was a few metres to one side and the remains of which was leaking, but how long that took to fix depending on how good the local meat person equivalent of a dockyard was. They had to have some good internal damage control though, you realised, despite how fragile they seemed.
After all none of them had sunk yet.
Despite your apologetic words the glow around the woman intensified at your words. This, you felt it safe to assume, was a sign that she was unhappy with you and so you reluctantly set aside thoughts on short ballad lamenting how rusty your skills seemed to be.
Instead you tried to assess what you had were facing:
The majority of the group were a non-issue now. A few might return shortly, but all those who weren't currently on the ground around you had fled "for cover".
The glowing woman might be preparing another shot, but she hadn't fired yet. Your reactions seemed faster than hers, but she appeared reluctant to unleash a blast wide enough to ensure that you were struck. The only reasons to do that which came to mind were either limited ammunition or avoidance of friendly fire.
The strange teenage male who had been staring at you earlier had fallen back, glancing out from behind a corner of a shipping container, but seemed content to remain at least that far away. That odd sensations, the clumsiness that was getting in your way, seemed to surge when he was looking at you and ebb when he ducked out of sight so you were tentatively blaming that on him.
The sound of metal on metal came from two different places. From nearby where the blade covered man was unsteadily trying to push himself up into a sitting position and a more rapid and louder noise which seemed to be approaching from somewhere along the shore.
Darn it, if you were going to have a dramatic showdown then couldn't they have given you some time to think up a grand speech? About the only quotable thing that was coming to mind was "Blood for the Blood God!" and that wouldn't do at all....
What will your immediate plan be?
(Vote indicates intentions. Too long plans may be officially Disapproved of.)
[ ] Go for the teenager and then use the shipping container for cover.
[ ] Take out the glowing woman while she's low then retreat to the water.
[ ] Try to grab the man in rigging as a weapon and shield while he is still dazed.
[ ] <Write-in: A sentence or so as per above...>
In the middle of the screaming and panic you found your own personal zen.
The unarmed skill that you wanted to rely upon seemed to have somehow vanished, the reflexes that you were sure that you'd had before the fog now having evaporated, but that didn't stop you from doing the straightforward thing.
Approach enemy.
Put a limb through the space they occupied.
Repeat.
It wasn't really rocket science, was it?
There was a peaceful emptiness in your head as you ignored the more noticeable figures and closed on the main body of their force. You felt slow and clumsy on land, with its frustratingly unyielding footing, but as you flailed away with your limbs it seemed that you were quite effective.
A few bullets pinged off of your limbs or flattened themselves against your flesh, but it seemed that there wasn't a proper calibre naval cannon amongst the group so you just shrugged it off like so much spray.
In that calm place where your thoughts had fled you approved of their discipline, if not their tactics, as they maintained position and did their best to concentrate fire on you.
If they'd been thinking then they'd have realised that scattering would have forced you to chase them down individually and their presence wouldn't have risked friendly fire from the glowing woman.
Shaking off some of the wetness from your arm you began absently humming a tune, the lyrics not coming to mind but the sound rather pity. However a random idea came to mind and rather than lashing out again you tried to actually grab hold of the next meat person within easy reach.
That felt far more natural and, as you felt something yield with a snap under your grasp (possibly something structural by how loud the noises that your latest target made), you felt up to experimenting.
"Excuse me," You told him politely as you took a firmer grip on his body and attempted your newly conceived tactic. "I just need you for a minute..."
"Ah... oops?"
The problem with fighting with Nazis was that they, apparently, lacked any sort of real integrity. Fleeing might be a sensible move faced a Glorious Dark-ess such as yourself, but after only a couple of swings your improvised weapon was starting to come apart like the ones that you had hit.
Maybe, you considered briefly, the answer might be dual wielding?
Nevertheless you were truly dominating in this fight and after scooping up one of the leaking meat people from the ground with your off hand you took a moment to pose triumphantly.
"I Am The Dread And August Dominatrix!" You declared proudly, holding the two "weapons" up in a victorious pose, then paused as something about what you had just said niggled in the back of your mind.
Unfortunately it seemed that holding your twin human
As you tried to recover, one hand pressed against to the pained spot on your stomach, some instinct told you to jinx to the side and you complied without even thinking.
Apparently that instinct was working correctly because a moment later a searing blast tore through where your upper body had been and carry on to put a hole in one of the ships still in the harbour. The attack had been bright enough to cause spots in your eyes, but when you turned towards the source you saw that the glowing woman who had just used a properly damaging weapon was now hovering with her feet barely off the ground.
No, you told yourself sternly, Now isn't the time to get fuzzy feelings for her just because she chose to do the right thing...
She was saying something, possibly explaining herself, but your one time weapon who lay on the ground beneath your feet was making so much noise that it was hard to make out her words.
"Pardon me for a moment," You told her, feeling a little embarrassed that you couldn't hear her monologue. Carefully you lifted one foot then brought it down hard, ending the sounds instantly.
"...you killed them." She sounded both bewildered and shocked.
A glance down then you were nodding slowly even as your cheeks heated.
"Not all of them," You admitted and cursed whatever it was which had been putting you off your game. The lack of integrity that you had previously noticed meant that four or five from your initial assault weren't moving, but apparently they were also sub-par as bludgeoning weapons as almost the same number seemed to be struggling still.
Even if they were mission killed that was a terrible performance given how much you outclassed them!
"Do you want me to can rectify that." You moved over towards the nearest and considered his current state of repair. "I think that this one has an unbroken leg...?"
An arm was missing too, or at least it was a few metres to one side and the remains of which was leaking, but how long that took to fix depending on how good the local meat person equivalent of a dockyard was. They had to have some good internal damage control though, you realised, despite how fragile they seemed.
After all none of them had sunk yet.
Despite your apologetic words the glow around the woman intensified at your words. This, you felt it safe to assume, was a sign that she was unhappy with you and so you reluctantly set aside thoughts on short ballad lamenting how rusty your skills seemed to be.
Instead you tried to assess what you had were facing:
The majority of the group were a non-issue now. A few might return shortly, but all those who weren't currently on the ground around you had fled "for cover".
The glowing woman might be preparing another shot, but she hadn't fired yet. Your reactions seemed faster than hers, but she appeared reluctant to unleash a blast wide enough to ensure that you were struck. The only reasons to do that which came to mind were either limited ammunition or avoidance of friendly fire.
The strange teenage male who had been staring at you earlier had fallen back, glancing out from behind a corner of a shipping container, but seemed content to remain at least that far away. That odd sensations, the clumsiness that was getting in your way, seemed to surge when he was looking at you and ebb when he ducked out of sight so you were tentatively blaming that on him.
The sound of metal on metal came from two different places. From nearby where the blade covered man was unsteadily trying to push himself up into a sitting position and a more rapid and louder noise which seemed to be approaching from somewhere along the shore.
Darn it, if you were going to have a dramatic showdown then couldn't they have given you some time to think up a grand speech? About the only quotable thing that was coming to mind was "Blood for the Blood God!" and that wouldn't do at all....
oOo
Out of the Fog
A (Not So) Safe Harbor 1.6
oOo
Penta-Kill!
(Plus some maiming.)
You have minor injuries and a sore stomach.
oOo
Out of the Fog
A (Not So) Safe Harbor 1.6
oOo
Penta-Kill!
(Plus some maiming.)
You have minor injuries and a sore stomach.
oOo
What will your immediate plan be?
(Vote indicates intentions. Too long plans may be officially Disapproved of.)
[ ] Go for the teenager and then use the shipping container for cover.
[ ] Take out the glowing woman while she's low then retreat to the water.
[ ] Try to grab the man in rigging as a weapon and shield while he is still dazed.
[ ] <Write-in: A sentence or so as per above...>
[X] Take out the glowing woman while she's low then retreat to the water.
NOW is the time to get rid of Purity, she has been using alot of power and we might be able to run her out of energy or just flat out grab her. Poor nazis, the dockyards probably aren't up to the task of keeping them from sinking to the bottom of the ocean after this.
NOW is the time to get rid of Purity, she has been using alot of power and we might be able to run her out of energy or just flat out grab her. Poor nazis, the dockyards probably aren't up to the task of keeping them from sinking to the bottom of the ocean after this.
AZATHOTHoth
༼ つ ☀️_☀️ ༽つ
[X] Try to grab the man in rigging as a weapon and shield while he is still dazed.
Arkatekt
Harbinger of Shitluck
Having never read Worm, I can't say for certain, but I'm currently thinking it is Krieg. (again, never read worm, don't know who krieg is or whether he is a teenager, just going off the wiki for e88.)
Voting will close tomorrow (Friday) at 20:00 GMT.
I'll update then, and possibly again on Sunday assuming a reasonable number of votes, but after that I'll have to put things on hold until the 13th.
RL is not going to be fun for me next week.
I'll update then, and possibly again on Sunday assuming a reasonable number of votes, but after that I'll have to put things on hold until the 13th.
RL is not going to be fun for me next week.
I'm just going to sit here and be amused...
I can't recall Krieg's age, but I think it's worth noting that this seems to be an earlier version of the E88 because All-father is still around.
Voting is closed
Let's see what I can get written for this before I fall over tonight...
Let's see what I can get written for this before I fall over tonight...
[X] Go for the teenager and then use the shipping container for cover.
No. of Votes: 5
Vanestus
Arkatekt
Creticus
Jrin
numina
[X] Try to grab the man in rigging as a weapon and shield while he is still dazed.
No. of Votes: 2
veekie
AZATHOTHoth
[X] Take out the glowing woman while she's low then retreat to the water.
No. of Votes: 1
mc2rpg
[x] tell the glowing woman that they can't be dead, they haven't sunk yet
No. of Votes: 1
EFW3
Total No. of Voters: 9
Strike One... again.
No. of Votes: 5
Vanestus
Arkatekt
Creticus
Jrin
numina
[X] Try to grab the man in rigging as a weapon and shield while he is still dazed.
No. of Votes: 2
veekie
AZATHOTHoth
[X] Take out the glowing woman while she's low then retreat to the water.
No. of Votes: 1
mc2rpg
[x] tell the glowing woman that they can't be dead, they haven't sunk yet
No. of Votes: 1
EFW3
Total No. of Voters: 9
Strike One... again.