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Ravana Quest [Exalted/Aberrant]
- Thread starter Havocfett
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Matsci
Grash itsh griah! Rwar arr rawrrawrarar!
havocfett said:
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Aleph
Princess of Stabbity
- Location
- The sixth circle of Hell (second on weekends)
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Flight.
It's Ravana's passion. His love. His obsession. One of the few things he loves as much as drugs. When he's in the air, he's free. All the problems on the ground fade away, all of the crap in the shithole he comes from is left behind. All that's left is him, his ship and the sky.
It's the best feeling in the world.
Currently it's a feeling that's tarnished by worry over Harmeet, not to mention the bumping and juddering of his ship, but he still feels the familiar thrill go through him as he cranks his sole remaining engine to full throttle, adjusts what few flight surfaces remain attached for supersonic flight, hits the Eat My Dust button and corkscrews through Chandra's slipstream to get a few seconds of reduced drag. Then a sound like a thousand screaming banshees rips through the air, and a Mach disk forms and bursts around his vessel as the acceleration slams him back into his seat like a sledgehammer.
... okay, actually that kind of hurt. Dammit, why did he unpack all the Trance from the cockpit? Okay, sure, it makes the occasional dragon come out of the walls and try to eat him, but it would be real handy for the pain about now. Ah well. He'll just have to rough it.
With a savage whoop of glee that's echoed by every speaker in the race, he does a supersonic barrel-roll past Chandra, noting with satisfaction that the race cameras catch it perfectly - oh, hey, sweet, they added a little cut-window of his cockpit to show the rude gesture he made while upsidedown. He flips the switch from Awesome back to Awesome to commemorate the occasion. His rival's own afterburners light up, but too slow - he's got no chance now that Ravana's ahead of him. Nobody but nobody passes Ravana while he's in the zone.
Now all he has to do is overtake everyone left in front of him while making sure those worrying clanking sounds in the wing don't develop into something fatal before he crosses the finish line, and avoiding being shot down by anyone who objects to his passing them.
Should be a piece of cake.
It's Ravana's passion. His love. His obsession. One of the few things he loves as much as drugs. When he's in the air, he's free. All the problems on the ground fade away, all of the crap in the shithole he comes from is left behind. All that's left is him, his ship and the sky.
It's the best feeling in the world.
Currently it's a feeling that's tarnished by worry over Harmeet, not to mention the bumping and juddering of his ship, but he still feels the familiar thrill go through him as he cranks his sole remaining engine to full throttle, adjusts what few flight surfaces remain attached for supersonic flight, hits the Eat My Dust button and corkscrews through Chandra's slipstream to get a few seconds of reduced drag. Then a sound like a thousand screaming banshees rips through the air, and a Mach disk forms and bursts around his vessel as the acceleration slams him back into his seat like a sledgehammer.
... okay, actually that kind of hurt. Dammit, why did he unpack all the Trance from the cockpit? Okay, sure, it makes the occasional dragon come out of the walls and try to eat him, but it would be real handy for the pain about now. Ah well. He'll just have to rough it.
With a savage whoop of glee that's echoed by every speaker in the race, he does a supersonic barrel-roll past Chandra, noting with satisfaction that the race cameras catch it perfectly - oh, hey, sweet, they added a little cut-window of his cockpit to show the rude gesture he made while upsidedown. He flips the switch from Awesome back to Awesome to commemorate the occasion. His rival's own afterburners light up, but too slow - he's got no chance now that Ravana's ahead of him. Nobody but nobody passes Ravana while he's in the zone.
Now all he has to do is overtake everyone left in front of him while making sure those worrying clanking sounds in the wing don't develop into something fatal before he crosses the finish line, and avoiding being shot down by anyone who objects to his passing them.
Should be a piece of cake.
Olive
Silent Princess
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You remember hearing from some bigshot asshole that he'd paid extra to have some module installed that made his ship unstable in the air -something about making high-speed manouvering easier or some other crap. The thought is almost enough to make you laugh. He paid good money for something you just have.
Granted; your ship's a few steps closer to scrap metal than it was before the race.
Your one good engine whines threateningly as you finish the thought.
Ok, a lot closer. But the point stands, you're the best one here. It would be suicide for anyone to try this, but they've got a handicap you don't. They're not you.
It doesn't say good things about your ship's lifespan when the pure awesome running through it is so high the switch comes off when you flip it again, but what the hell. You throw your ship into the first turn, edge-on to the ground, and right away it tries to overbalance and smash against the rocks. Your're having none of that though and turn it into a spin, bottoming out in the next not-really-flat section just in time to hurl around the next corner.
You remember hearing from some bigshot asshole that he'd paid extra to have some module installed that made his ship unstable in the air -something about making high-speed manouvering easier or some other crap. The thought is almost enough to make you laugh. He paid good money for something you just have.
Granted; your ship's a few steps closer to scrap metal than it was before the race.
Your one good engine whines threateningly as you finish the thought.
Ok, a lot closer. But the point stands, you're the best one here. It would be suicide for anyone to try this, but they've got a handicap you don't. They're not you.
It doesn't say good things about your ship's lifespan when the pure awesome running through it is so high the switch comes off when you flip it again, but what the hell. You throw your ship into the first turn, edge-on to the ground, and right away it tries to overbalance and smash against the rocks. Your're having none of that though and turn it into a spin, bottoming out in the next not-really-flat section just in time to hurl around the next corner.
God and the Snake
A Swamp of a Human Being
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Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
- Location
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It is the last leg of the race. Everything will be decided here. Strangely, he calms.
His fear dissipates. His anger is too deep seated to truly disappear, but it is locked away. No longer a raging flame, but a smouldering coal in his heart.
A single thought consumes his mind, crowding out everything else. 'Fast. I need to go Fast. Faster. Faster than Blasto. Even faster! Faster than sound itself!'
He tilts the nose forward, diving.
30 feet from the ground.
15.
5.
he hits the flaps, nudges the switch from awesome to awesome, and he makes his rock fly.
He comes out from under Blasto like a bat out of hell, battering him with slipstream.
Sometime during his dive he broke the sound barrier, and he managed to maintain it rising back up.
He has no doubt that there have been faster things. He knows he isn't breaking any records, but right now he feels like the quickest thing around.
Then his left engine lights up.
His fear comes back, but Ravana can't stop now, regardless of the situation. He's to close, and has too much to loose.
If he stopped now-
His mind flashes to his brother, left to "Relax" in his cell. Never to leave the room again. And when he realizes he hasn't heard from his brother, never even to be given an explanation.
No. Not happening. He just had to keep flying. Just Go-
Shit, it looks like the other engine's gone up. Not that he can even check, focused as he is.
'Don't blink. Don't think. Just Go. Go win.'
He must be number one. He won't even bother flying, if he comes next.
Still, he watches out for rocks and blaster fire, even as he runs his ride into the ground.
Just one ounce faster.
He has to go fast!
Because, in his heart, Ravana knows that if he doesn't. If he doesn't go faster, and faster, a part of him will die.
Edit: I'll be honest. This is the Sonic x theme rewritten.
It is the last leg of the race. Everything will be decided here. Strangely, he calms.
His fear dissipates. His anger is too deep seated to truly disappear, but it is locked away. No longer a raging flame, but a smouldering coal in his heart.
A single thought consumes his mind, crowding out everything else. 'Fast. I need to go Fast. Faster. Faster than Blasto. Even faster! Faster than sound itself!'
He tilts the nose forward, diving.
30 feet from the ground.
15.
5.
he hits the flaps, nudges the switch from awesome to awesome, and he makes his rock fly.
He comes out from under Blasto like a bat out of hell, battering him with slipstream.
Sometime during his dive he broke the sound barrier, and he managed to maintain it rising back up.
He has no doubt that there have been faster things. He knows he isn't breaking any records, but right now he feels like the quickest thing around.
Then his left engine lights up.
His fear comes back, but Ravana can't stop now, regardless of the situation. He's to close, and has too much to loose.
If he stopped now-
His mind flashes to his brother, left to "Relax" in his cell. Never to leave the room again. And when he realizes he hasn't heard from his brother, never even to be given an explanation.
No. Not happening. He just had to keep flying. Just Go-
Shit, it looks like the other engine's gone up. Not that he can even check, focused as he is.
'Don't blink. Don't think. Just Go. Go win.'
He must be number one. He won't even bother flying, if he comes next.
Still, he watches out for rocks and blaster fire, even as he runs his ride into the ground.
Just one ounce faster.
He has to go fast!
Because, in his heart, Ravana knows that if he doesn't. If he doesn't go faster, and faster, a part of him will die.
Edit: I'll be honest. This is the Sonic x theme rewritten.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Oh wow that's a lot of pretty solid write-ins. Keep em coming!
Edit: Holy shit Rax, you crazy.
Edit: Holy shit Rax, you crazy.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
...are we getting passed by the Hateboner Mantis? Seriously?
[X] Channel 4 Dot Principle (Fly. Costs one Willpower. two uses left.)
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Fallenblades643
Seeker of the Divine Taste
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Blando: 12/20, 3 Hazard
Ilana: 6/20, 3 Hazard
Chandra: 11/20, 2 Hazard
Rax: 4/20, 2 Hazard
Ravana: 13/20, 2 Hazard
Eliminated Racers: Marcelina
I'll take it as a two die stunt, roll 5d10
EDIT: Are you testing me, Satan?
Ilana: 6/20, 3 Hazard
Chandra: 11/20, 2 Hazard
Rax: 4/20, 2 Hazard
Ravana: 13/20, 2 Hazard
Eliminated Racers: Marcelina
I'll take it as a two die stunt, roll 5d10
EDIT: Are you testing me, Satan?
- Pronouns
- He/Him
What even is this.
Fallenblades643
Seeker of the Divine Taste
***king Magic!havocfett said:
Magnetism.havocfett said:
Magnetism has happened, dear boy.
(And now I'm seeing this entire race as being just sci-fi Wacky Races, which... I guess that put Cybitch as Dick Dastardly?)
Fallenblades643
Seeker of the Divine Taste
I see it as Wacky races mixed with Redline.
Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
- Location
-
so, dragon booster?
Matsci
Grash itsh griah! Rwar arr rawrrawrarar!
A opertunity to have everyone shoot off blue shells.havocfett said:
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
Did anyone ever retaliate against Dick Dastardly for being a dastardly dick?EarthScorpion said:
Chloe Sullivan
Subdefective
- Location
- 1630 Revello Drive, Sunnydale CA
We're going to run that "flip purely decorative switch for Awesome" gag until the neverborn adopt it as a honorary member, aren't we?
Awesome writing all around! Have some likes
Awesome writing all around! Have some likes
SirLagginton
Shadow Cabal Caerbannog Bun-Bun
- Location
- Arrrghhh
Uuuuuh, did we just win?
- Pronouns
- He/Him
No, you're at 13/20.SirLagginton said:
SirLagginton
Shadow Cabal Caerbannog Bun-Bun
- Location
- Arrrghhh
Wait, then what was that roll for?havocfett said: