Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Well duh.
Speaking of, what'd you think? Besides perhaps some typos and shit, of course.
Anything stick out? Hehehe
Through the Astral Sea
- Thread starter Nightingale
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- Original
Speaking of, what'd you think? Besides perhaps some typos and shit, of course.
Anything stick out? Hehehe
Umbra
Accidental Munchkin
This is true. I am Umbra.
[X] Respect her privacy as a snake person, and don't trigger her. Probablybecause she most likely has poison spit.
[X] Marvelously Artful Robber In Aether, or Maria for short.
[X] Sendi(card)
[X] A raunchy game of Snek and Ladders. Winner has to go grab the thing.
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Votes closed
[X] Respect her privacy as a snake person, and don't trigger her. Probablybecause she most likely has poison spit.
[X] Marvelously Artful Robber In Aether, or Maria for short.
[X] Sendi(card)
[X] A raunchy game of Snek and Ladders. Winner has to go grab the thing.
[X] Respect her privacy as a snake person, and don't trigger her. Probablybecause she most likely has poison spit.
[X] Marvelously Artful Robber In Aether, or Maria for short.
[X] Sendi(card)
[X] A raunchy game of Snek and Ladders. Winner has to go grab the thing.
Nightingale
Lord Tickle-Toes
- Location
- Beyond the Sea
This is a beautiful recipe for disaster. And I love it.
Intro V
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Wow, this as been a crazy month. I could explain it, maybe it would convince you to put down the pitchfork.
But instead, I'm going to throw one hell of an update at you.
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[X] Respect her privacy as a snake person, and don't trigger her. Probably because she most likely has poison spit.
[X] Marvelously Artful Robber In Aether, or Maria for short.
[X] Sendi(card)
[X] A raunchy game of Snek and Ladders. Winner has to go grab the thing.
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Surely if they've been working with Sam, they'd have a system in place by now for when he decided to do something like this. But instead, they all stare at each other a moment, almost as if the topic is an awkward one. It's like this for about two minutes of everybody staring at each other, which felt much longer than it really was. Fang was simply leisurely looking at her phone, seemingly on an internet forum, her tail tucked under her torso. Pulling her hoodie up a little bit, it's kind of weird seeing her wear a hoodie but no pants, but hey who are you to judge? Sneaking a peak at what she's doing, you find it strange. You thought only social outcasts frequented forums, but here there was a well-adjusted(if not a bit eccentric) snake person casually browsing. Did all snake people browse forums? Maybe all internet forums were secretly a plot to hide their snakeperson activities under the guise of social rejects! You make a mental note to spy on their snake activities later when you get the chance. "So, how do we decide?" You ask, looking at the three others expectantly.
Fang, looks up at you with a glimmer of mischief in her eyes, her tail stretching out from underneath her and swishing about, her hood widening as her tongue darted in and out . "I figured we could play a more intense game of Snakes and Ladders." She begins, and you have no choice but to feel like you'd be getting yourself into a very dangerous game if you said yes. You contemplate the idea, as no other seems to be popping up in your puny human brain, and it seems that nobody else has any objections, until you see Sendi stand up and grab his coat, a long leather duster that has been dyed white.
"Alright, you don't have to beg, I'm on it." You hear Sendi mutter as he heads to the door, and grabs a bag on the way out. You know better than to question what's in the bag, but no matter how many times you see people with mysterious bags, every single time you have to hold back your inexplicable curiosity.
As the door clicks behind him, you look to a now dejected looking Fang. "What just happened?" you ask, unsure of why he would so eagerly agree for what was very obviously grunt work. Her mischievous demeanor is gone now, and she's curled her tail underneath her again, looking at her phone and sighing. Was she sighing? It was either that or she was muttering an ancient curse on you and all of your descendants.
"He's a poor sport," Fang replies shortly, voice laced with disappointment.
Thomas, who was quietly looking at his own phone up until now has his head in his hands, apparently exasperated. Kinda hard to tell how he feels when all his facial expressions are watery. Sitting up straighter he looks at you directly and puts a serious face on. "I don't think you realize the gravity of what just happened. We. Are. Boned." He says dramatically, and you can't help but feel that he's overreacting. How can one person screw something up so badly? Which you actually ask them.
"If only it was so simple as him screwing up..." Thomas says in a watery tone. Or maybe it was just all of his tones that were like that. Regardless he doesn't seem happy, but Fang seems perfectly fine with the outcome, which leaves you very very confused.
"I still want to play Snakes and Ladders." Fang pipes up, and you shrug your shoulders, honestly not even completely sure what that is. What's the worst that could happen?
--
As the phone rings, Sendi impatiently tries his best to will the person on the other end to pick it up. However, no amount of magic can compel that to happen. "Pick up..." Sendi growls, from where he's standing on top of a large building, The facility he's supposed to be breaking into. And after the third, lazy ring, as if his phone can't even be bothered, there's the click of the line picking up.
"What could you possibly want this late at night, Sendi?" The man on the line asks, in a hushed and groggy tone.
Sendi looks up at the sky, noticing that the synthetic night is not activated. Which makes his compatriots comment especially... confusing. "It is broad daylight." Leaning against a wall he nods to himself, noting that his friend has indeed gone crazy.
This prompts the man on the line to ask. "Is it really? That actually makes a lot of sense now that you mention it." He sounds quite surprised to hear this, piquing Sendi's interest to his friend's whereabouts.
"Yes, it is very bright." He gestures to the sky, where the astral energies of the sea brighten everything and create a sense of "Daytime".
"Are you sure? Because it's pretty dark where I am." The man on line informs almost snarkily. It wouldn't be a casual phone call if he didn't reply like that, though.
"I hear an echo," Sendi states, less of an accusation and more appropriately as a fact of life. "Are you in a dungeon?" He finishes, his interest being piqued even higher.
"There was this girl." There is no incredulous tone, no speak of explanation, just that.
Sendi nods in understanding. "I see, are you having fun?" He asks.
"Honestly they haven't even figured out I'm here yet. I stole the warden's food right off his plate earlier, boy was he confused."
"Quite..." Sendi responds. "So there's this tech lab." He kicks the roof he's standing on lightly. "Any ideas?"
"Stealing something?" The voice responds.
There's a smirk as Sendi apparently appreciates the question. "Yes."
"Just channel your inner me, go in, make sure no one identifies you, and get out."
Hanging up he grins to himself "I think I can do that." Sendi responds to the air as he finishes removing the battery from his phone, depositing it in a pocket. Opening up the bag he pulls out a diamond cutter and gets to work on the window with one hand, casting a telekinetic spell with the other, keeping it in place and from dropping down and shattering below. "Time to get sneaky!" He excitedly says, hopping inside.
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A little while later
"Honestly, being Aaron is pretty easy," Sendi remarks as he stares at the large, hologram interface in front of him. "I have no idea why he is always bragging, all I had to do was climb down some stairs, sneak around a corner, dispose of seven sets of eyes, freeze the door, kick it open, find out it wasn't locked, and then march in here to stare at this computer. Oh well, time to learn to hack without slashing!" He excitedly exclaims as he stares at the overtly complicated computer system.
"Do you need any help?" A voice sounds behind him, and he has to resist the urge to immediately impale the noise with a shard of arcane ice as he turns to take in the man. He's human by the look of him, in a lab coat and all seems to work here. But his eyes, they're dark, large bags underneath them. He looks like he hasn't slept properly in a week. He's a younger man, probably just out of college and trying to make the best of his new job. Poor guy. Probably even literally, based on the smell.
"I would like to know where our frequencies are saved." Sendi doesn't even try to add some further inflection in his tone, simply hoping his luck would guide him all the way to victory. He's ready to end this man's life in an instant, in about forty different ways, but the man doesn't seem perturbed in even the slightest way. He even seems to be devising his own plan, and Sendi is moments away from striking when the look passes on the man's face and he reaches for a clipboard, jotting some things down.
"Oh." The man nods as he clicks his pen closed and makes his way to a cabinet. Opening it, he removes a small flash drive and hands it to Sendi. It's almost disappointing, but alas there it is in his hands, with almost no effort at all on his part. A bittersweet victory if there ever was one.
"Thank-you for your help. Do you happen to know who I am?" Sendi asks, recalling Aarons advice earlier on. At this point, he has mixed feelings about this man, as he had been instrumentally helpful, though by the looks of it hasn't realized it. On the other hand, though, he has made this job so much more pointlessly boring. It almost makes Sendi angry at how easy it was, but his lazy nature quickly overtakes this feeling, and he internally debates on whether he wants to kill this man as he deliberates on his answer.
The lab coat wearing man looks him up and down, seeing an unusually pale and strangely intelligent man in a large white coat, albeit not in the typical design, the a purple fleur de lis is stitched into one of the arms. "IT Intern?" He guesses wrong, luckily enough for him.
"Yes." Sendi dryly replies, a little bitter still but resolving that this man gets to live. And just as he thinks that there's an alarm as a pod behind them opens, releasing what appears to be a mech of some sort. Looking at it a little closer, it looks extraordinarily similar to an environmental suit, if it was a little beefier that is. It also seems to have a large plasma based weapon.
"Oh yeah, the flash drive releases the security as well..." The guy says in a disconnected fashion, almost as if the situation was unclear to him. "It's also programmed to disable and dismember anything within the vicinity." He finishes as the automaton comes to life, pulling itself from the stasis chamber. "Save us, intern!" The man yells and Sendi isn't entirely sure if the man is tired or simply on a lot of drugs.
"Time to channel the intern." He replies as his hands burst into flame, and fire spews from his palms, encompassing the automaton.
--
Simultaneously
"This is really weird! Thomas what do I do!?" You shout as the wind picks up, the items inside the apartment being flung to and fro.
"Just roll the dice!" He shouts back in a panic, beating back Fang as she tries to put the lifesaver around his head
"I'm rolling the dice! it's not working!"
"ROLL THEM HARDER!"
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Sendi is relatively glad he kicked that door open before all of this, as the calm grace with which he almost picturesquely slides across the floor from being punched by a giant robot, well, really would have been a lot less elegant if he had gone through a door as well. "Was that really necessary?" He asks as he picks himself up, his hands already glowing a soft yellow as he goes over his face, which quickly takes to mending the broken bone structure, and just as quickly returns his sight as the blood stops pooling in his eye. All the other scientist take no time in getting away and leave their desks in a hurry, some of them grabbing seemingly important tech on their departure. Only one man stood behind...
"Do something intern!" The rather clueless scientist shouts as he makes his way to hide behind Sendi again, the giant metallic entity getting all the closer, while ominously making noises.
His hands instantly glow a blue-white as frost seeps from his very soul, and bolts of ice shoot out, scraping against the feet of the robot and getting stuck in the ground as they slide off. Understanding that isn't going to work, a stream of pure white frost leaves those same hands, wrapping around the floor, its legs, its feet.
Its approach slows as it gets closer. Ten steps, eight steps, six steps, and it finally twitches to a stop. "You did it!" The scientist exclaims behind him.
"I doubt it." Sendi replies, as the arm with the cannon, aims at their feet. Sendi spins, catching the scientist over his shoulder, and leaps to the side with another burst of light, this time from his feet, just as a giant green glob explodes out of the cannon.
They are perhaps twenty feet away, as they both take in the chaos that green goo brought in its wake. The wall to the side is melting, the floor below it is just gone, the goo sinking into and eating the dirt beneath with alarming efficiency. There's even a mist flowing into the air above it, like steam, as it bubbles. Except, it's obviously not steam, as the ceiling is beginning to bubble as the two touch. "How does it even contain something like that?" Sendi asks, expecting an answer from the man behind him.
And he's given one. "It uses a Hastelloy B Internal casing that projects the material using a very complicated Teflon expulsion system, thus leading to the corrosive material, and an extra layer of very expensive titanium on the exterior casing."
Sendi nods in understanding, his eyes sharpening as he takes in the details of the automaton which is currently readjusting its aim and trying to swivel on its frozen heels. "It doesn't look like it could hold that." He notes, and mentally prepares a spell in his left hand, his palm swirling into a new color, and purple lighting emanating from it like a small ray of hope
"It couldn't, the container is only a small part of it, building the whole thing like that would be a lot of money." the man says, so very sober in this moment that his knowledge is actually useful, that Sendi has a hard time believing this man isn't actually an evil genius. However, he dismisses the thought as he clearly isn't, due to his actions.
A massive grin spreads Sendi's face. It's apparently unnerving enough for the man on his shoulder to speak up. "What are you going to do?" He mutters, staring at him pointedly, well as pointedly as he can while half terrified and half passed out.
"Something amusing." He replies, a clear wolf of all things erupting from the ground in an explosion of energy and rushing the automaton.
Oddly enough the robot doesn't consider the spectral wolf a priority, and fires on them again, contorted in such a way that it would have connected. The scientist screams as Sendi does not bother moving from his position, the green glob quickly exploding out of the weapon and hitting the wolf just a few feet from the barrel, as it jumps in the way.
The goo explodes on contact with the spectral beast, the thing explodes into a purple static energy that enters the barrel of the weapon. It seems very anticlimactic until the Automaton starts glowing brightly, crackling electric sparkles as more than a few magical elements pour from its circuitry. Charging at Sendi and the Scientist in its last moments, Sendi casually jumps back from each swing of its large metallic arms, until he's up against a wall. Jumping up and kicking the wall, he expects to be sent flying forward, but instead, the wall flies out behind him and the automaton charges into the next room, rooting itself in a wall slightly. Freezing it in place with a stream of white-cold frost, Sendi raises a magical shield in front of himself as the automaton grows brighter and brighter.
As the energy burst from the machine and the very foundation of the building shakes, the Scientist loudly screams into Sendi's ear, and in Sendi's opinion, the moment would have been a lot more cathartic had he not been practically bleeding in one ear during it. "Now that's more like it," Sendi says contentedly, half the building melted, the other half blown away into the next block.
In a few more seconds, which definitely could have been just a little less scream filled, if the white duster clad mage had an opinion."You know." Sendi responds as he finally allows the man off his shoulder. The poor guy is shaking. "You would think you would have some sort of emergency deactivation code."
Judging by the suddenly horrified look on the guy's face, Sendi is suddenly very amused "You do, don't you." Sendi asks, and the man slumps in on himself. "You are so fired aren't you." He asks again, and the man just nods to himself with a low groan.
"Man, now I'm definitely not getting a raise..."
-
"Drop the girl, I got it," Sendi says as he enters the apartment, holding up a flash drive, and taking in the sight in front of him, which is weird to say the absolute least of the situation.
There is a giant fan blowing air(and the contents of the apartment) around, Thomas has actually put down his phone and instead has taken to, with a look of blank, traumatized trepidation, rolling the same dice on the table over and over.
Fang is on the couch, a big, satisfied grin on her face as she looks to be halfway dozing through the experience.
And Sam's new girl, the one from the regular world if he recalls correctly, is held up in the air wrapped around by Fang's tail. Her arms are outspread, and she's desperately clutching a pair of dice, tears in her eyes as she continuously chants 'rolling the dice, rolling the dice.' Honestly, it really raises a lot of questions, but either way, they're not his concern. "Fang, drop Maria," he mutters as he sets the flash drive on the coffee table and turns the giant fan off from his seat, so he can hear himself think.
-
That gets attention from Fang, who drops you gently, and you quickly take to the opposite end of the couch from Fang. "Her name isn't Maria..." Fang says, before looking to you. "What even is your name," she asks inquisitively, and you can't help but feel like your privacy is being majorly invaded. And she's a snake person so that probably doesn't help very much.
The blank look the girl gives them is statement enough. "It's Maria. You should know better than to invade somebodies privacy, Fang."
-
An hour or so of waiting later, Sam arrives and you have mostly recovered from your endeavor, one you will likely never talk about, ever. Not even in internal monolog. Never again.
There's a bag in his hand, and he places it on the table in front of you. This is a shop bag. Did he buy the other five items? Could you just, find them at a store? You suppose you can't be too annoyed, you didn't get the flash drive either, but then... If you had you'd be pissed. You look to Sendi to see if he's come to the same conclusion, and he doesn't seem to mind. Honestly, he's had this big grin on his face since he got here, you really have to wonder about that guy.
"What's in the bag, Sam?" You ask, and he just grins. You never like when he does that, as it will almost invariably make you angry. When he pulls out five masks from the bags, five, you can't help but feel like he's the biggest asshole imaginable. "I got the other five items we'll need." He mutters as he replaces them in the bag, and everybody glares at him, aside from Sendi that is.
"So who got the drive?" Sam asks, and everyone, including you, look to Sendi, who takes out the drive again and slides it on the table. "You guys sent Sendi... Alone?" He asks, his tone showing a plethora of emotions that are not at all positive and probably not good at all.
There are a series of nods and Sendi shrugs. "It was fun." He replies, and Sam does not appear to like that answer. It couldn't have been that bad, could it?
"Turn on the news." Sam orders and Fang instantly does so, a remote just appearing in her hand, do tech skills include tech warping, Well, you suppose you weren't exactly looking at her.
The screen takes to the sight of a burnt, fragmented, smoking building behind a man in a white lab coat. He looks really, really tired. Poor guy probably needs one hell of a nap.
"Knowing you were the only survivor of this grisly massacre, will you be continuing your co-workers' research in their stead?"
He quirks one of his eyebrows. "I wasn't the only survivor, there was that super intern, honestly that guy needs to be hired on full time."
"What intern?" The reporter asks, this detail apparently not having been mentioned before.
"The one with the fire, and the wolf, and the-" There's this growing expression of pure horror on his face, as comprehension sets in. "Holy crap that guy didn't work here!" He shouts.
Sendi bursts out into a series of laughs, as Sam gestures for Fang to turn off the TV, putting his face in his hands and breathing out in a long manner more than likely indicating stress.
"I am going to pretend that didn't happen." Sam allows as he gestures to the bag. "Inside you will find your masks, they are labeled, please do remove the labels..."
Inside the bag, your mask is [] What does it look like?
"Now to go over the potential plans. Mine is of course, as you all know, except-" He looks to you to see what you even want to be called right now, and you glance at Sendi, before just going with it. "Maria." You answer back.
"Except Maria." He apparently finds that comical. "We go in through the front, Sendi locks it down behind us. We hack the system, Fang uses the frequency recovered to keep the security off of us. From there, once we get to the vault, we'll move the goods aside, blow open the fault, where Thomas and Fang will be waiting on the other side. We load it up, get in, we signal for Sendi to follow, and then we get out of there."
"I, of course, voted against that plan," Thomas informs. "It is too risky, I say we just blast through the back of the vault, load up, and leave. It's quick, and leaves very little time for retaliation."
"And the money on the other side?" Fang asks snidely.
"Some losses are kind of a given, it's not like we'll have time to load it all up normally anyway." Thomas answers.
"Wait," Sendi speaks up. "Money? We're getting paid for this?" The stare everyone gives him is only mirrored by your own, as you simply cannot resist. "Sweeeeet." He finishes, looking even happier than he did moments before.
"What do you think?" Sam asks you. "Unless you had some other idea?"
[]Vote Fang!-I mean, Sam's plan, Sam, duh. His plan.
[]Plan Thomas
[]Vote Sendi-??? Wait, he didn't put one forward.
[]Write-in(Will possibly be debated and vetoed by other team members.)
But instead, I'm going to throw one hell of an update at you.
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[X] Respect her privacy as a snake person, and don't trigger her. Probably because she most likely has poison spit.
[X] Marvelously Artful Robber In Aether, or Maria for short.
[X] Sendi(card)
[X] A raunchy game of Snek and Ladders. Winner has to go grab the thing.
----
Surely if they've been working with Sam, they'd have a system in place by now for when he decided to do something like this. But instead, they all stare at each other a moment, almost as if the topic is an awkward one. It's like this for about two minutes of everybody staring at each other, which felt much longer than it really was. Fang was simply leisurely looking at her phone, seemingly on an internet forum, her tail tucked under her torso. Pulling her hoodie up a little bit, it's kind of weird seeing her wear a hoodie but no pants, but hey who are you to judge? Sneaking a peak at what she's doing, you find it strange. You thought only social outcasts frequented forums, but here there was a well-adjusted(if not a bit eccentric) snake person casually browsing. Did all snake people browse forums? Maybe all internet forums were secretly a plot to hide their snakeperson activities under the guise of social rejects! You make a mental note to spy on their snake activities later when you get the chance. "So, how do we decide?" You ask, looking at the three others expectantly.
Fang, looks up at you with a glimmer of mischief in her eyes, her tail stretching out from underneath her and swishing about, her hood widening as her tongue darted in and out . "I figured we could play a more intense game of Snakes and Ladders." She begins, and you have no choice but to feel like you'd be getting yourself into a very dangerous game if you said yes. You contemplate the idea, as no other seems to be popping up in your puny human brain, and it seems that nobody else has any objections, until you see Sendi stand up and grab his coat, a long leather duster that has been dyed white.
"Alright, you don't have to beg, I'm on it." You hear Sendi mutter as he heads to the door, and grabs a bag on the way out. You know better than to question what's in the bag, but no matter how many times you see people with mysterious bags, every single time you have to hold back your inexplicable curiosity.
As the door clicks behind him, you look to a now dejected looking Fang. "What just happened?" you ask, unsure of why he would so eagerly agree for what was very obviously grunt work. Her mischievous demeanor is gone now, and she's curled her tail underneath her again, looking at her phone and sighing. Was she sighing? It was either that or she was muttering an ancient curse on you and all of your descendants.
"He's a poor sport," Fang replies shortly, voice laced with disappointment.
Thomas, who was quietly looking at his own phone up until now has his head in his hands, apparently exasperated. Kinda hard to tell how he feels when all his facial expressions are watery. Sitting up straighter he looks at you directly and puts a serious face on. "I don't think you realize the gravity of what just happened. We. Are. Boned." He says dramatically, and you can't help but feel that he's overreacting. How can one person screw something up so badly? Which you actually ask them.
"If only it was so simple as him screwing up..." Thomas says in a watery tone. Or maybe it was just all of his tones that were like that. Regardless he doesn't seem happy, but Fang seems perfectly fine with the outcome, which leaves you very very confused.
"I still want to play Snakes and Ladders." Fang pipes up, and you shrug your shoulders, honestly not even completely sure what that is. What's the worst that could happen?
--
As the phone rings, Sendi impatiently tries his best to will the person on the other end to pick it up. However, no amount of magic can compel that to happen. "Pick up..." Sendi growls, from where he's standing on top of a large building, The facility he's supposed to be breaking into. And after the third, lazy ring, as if his phone can't even be bothered, there's the click of the line picking up.
"What could you possibly want this late at night, Sendi?" The man on the line asks, in a hushed and groggy tone.
Sendi looks up at the sky, noticing that the synthetic night is not activated. Which makes his compatriots comment especially... confusing. "It is broad daylight." Leaning against a wall he nods to himself, noting that his friend has indeed gone crazy.
This prompts the man on the line to ask. "Is it really? That actually makes a lot of sense now that you mention it." He sounds quite surprised to hear this, piquing Sendi's interest to his friend's whereabouts.
"Yes, it is very bright." He gestures to the sky, where the astral energies of the sea brighten everything and create a sense of "Daytime".
"Are you sure? Because it's pretty dark where I am." The man on line informs almost snarkily. It wouldn't be a casual phone call if he didn't reply like that, though.
"I hear an echo," Sendi states, less of an accusation and more appropriately as a fact of life. "Are you in a dungeon?" He finishes, his interest being piqued even higher.
"There was this girl." There is no incredulous tone, no speak of explanation, just that.
Sendi nods in understanding. "I see, are you having fun?" He asks.
"Honestly they haven't even figured out I'm here yet. I stole the warden's food right off his plate earlier, boy was he confused."
"Quite..." Sendi responds. "So there's this tech lab." He kicks the roof he's standing on lightly. "Any ideas?"
"Stealing something?" The voice responds.
There's a smirk as Sendi apparently appreciates the question. "Yes."
"Just channel your inner me, go in, make sure no one identifies you, and get out."
Hanging up he grins to himself "I think I can do that." Sendi responds to the air as he finishes removing the battery from his phone, depositing it in a pocket. Opening up the bag he pulls out a diamond cutter and gets to work on the window with one hand, casting a telekinetic spell with the other, keeping it in place and from dropping down and shattering below. "Time to get sneaky!" He excitedly says, hopping inside.
---
A little while later
"Honestly, being Aaron is pretty easy," Sendi remarks as he stares at the large, hologram interface in front of him. "I have no idea why he is always bragging, all I had to do was climb down some stairs, sneak around a corner, dispose of seven sets of eyes, freeze the door, kick it open, find out it wasn't locked, and then march in here to stare at this computer. Oh well, time to learn to hack without slashing!" He excitedly exclaims as he stares at the overtly complicated computer system.
"Do you need any help?" A voice sounds behind him, and he has to resist the urge to immediately impale the noise with a shard of arcane ice as he turns to take in the man. He's human by the look of him, in a lab coat and all seems to work here. But his eyes, they're dark, large bags underneath them. He looks like he hasn't slept properly in a week. He's a younger man, probably just out of college and trying to make the best of his new job. Poor guy. Probably even literally, based on the smell.
"I would like to know where our frequencies are saved." Sendi doesn't even try to add some further inflection in his tone, simply hoping his luck would guide him all the way to victory. He's ready to end this man's life in an instant, in about forty different ways, but the man doesn't seem perturbed in even the slightest way. He even seems to be devising his own plan, and Sendi is moments away from striking when the look passes on the man's face and he reaches for a clipboard, jotting some things down.
"Oh." The man nods as he clicks his pen closed and makes his way to a cabinet. Opening it, he removes a small flash drive and hands it to Sendi. It's almost disappointing, but alas there it is in his hands, with almost no effort at all on his part. A bittersweet victory if there ever was one.
"Thank-you for your help. Do you happen to know who I am?" Sendi asks, recalling Aarons advice earlier on. At this point, he has mixed feelings about this man, as he had been instrumentally helpful, though by the looks of it hasn't realized it. On the other hand, though, he has made this job so much more pointlessly boring. It almost makes Sendi angry at how easy it was, but his lazy nature quickly overtakes this feeling, and he internally debates on whether he wants to kill this man as he deliberates on his answer.
The lab coat wearing man looks him up and down, seeing an unusually pale and strangely intelligent man in a large white coat, albeit not in the typical design, the a purple fleur de lis is stitched into one of the arms. "IT Intern?" He guesses wrong, luckily enough for him.
"Yes." Sendi dryly replies, a little bitter still but resolving that this man gets to live. And just as he thinks that there's an alarm as a pod behind them opens, releasing what appears to be a mech of some sort. Looking at it a little closer, it looks extraordinarily similar to an environmental suit, if it was a little beefier that is. It also seems to have a large plasma based weapon.
"Oh yeah, the flash drive releases the security as well..." The guy says in a disconnected fashion, almost as if the situation was unclear to him. "It's also programmed to disable and dismember anything within the vicinity." He finishes as the automaton comes to life, pulling itself from the stasis chamber. "Save us, intern!" The man yells and Sendi isn't entirely sure if the man is tired or simply on a lot of drugs.
"Time to channel the intern." He replies as his hands burst into flame, and fire spews from his palms, encompassing the automaton.
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Simultaneously
"This is really weird! Thomas what do I do!?" You shout as the wind picks up, the items inside the apartment being flung to and fro.
"Just roll the dice!" He shouts back in a panic, beating back Fang as she tries to put the lifesaver around his head
"I'm rolling the dice! it's not working!"
"ROLL THEM HARDER!"
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Sendi is relatively glad he kicked that door open before all of this, as the calm grace with which he almost picturesquely slides across the floor from being punched by a giant robot, well, really would have been a lot less elegant if he had gone through a door as well. "Was that really necessary?" He asks as he picks himself up, his hands already glowing a soft yellow as he goes over his face, which quickly takes to mending the broken bone structure, and just as quickly returns his sight as the blood stops pooling in his eye. All the other scientist take no time in getting away and leave their desks in a hurry, some of them grabbing seemingly important tech on their departure. Only one man stood behind...
"Do something intern!" The rather clueless scientist shouts as he makes his way to hide behind Sendi again, the giant metallic entity getting all the closer, while ominously making noises.
His hands instantly glow a blue-white as frost seeps from his very soul, and bolts of ice shoot out, scraping against the feet of the robot and getting stuck in the ground as they slide off. Understanding that isn't going to work, a stream of pure white frost leaves those same hands, wrapping around the floor, its legs, its feet.
Its approach slows as it gets closer. Ten steps, eight steps, six steps, and it finally twitches to a stop. "You did it!" The scientist exclaims behind him.
"I doubt it." Sendi replies, as the arm with the cannon, aims at their feet. Sendi spins, catching the scientist over his shoulder, and leaps to the side with another burst of light, this time from his feet, just as a giant green glob explodes out of the cannon.
They are perhaps twenty feet away, as they both take in the chaos that green goo brought in its wake. The wall to the side is melting, the floor below it is just gone, the goo sinking into and eating the dirt beneath with alarming efficiency. There's even a mist flowing into the air above it, like steam, as it bubbles. Except, it's obviously not steam, as the ceiling is beginning to bubble as the two touch. "How does it even contain something like that?" Sendi asks, expecting an answer from the man behind him.
And he's given one. "It uses a Hastelloy B Internal casing that projects the material using a very complicated Teflon expulsion system, thus leading to the corrosive material, and an extra layer of very expensive titanium on the exterior casing."
Sendi nods in understanding, his eyes sharpening as he takes in the details of the automaton which is currently readjusting its aim and trying to swivel on its frozen heels. "It doesn't look like it could hold that." He notes, and mentally prepares a spell in his left hand, his palm swirling into a new color, and purple lighting emanating from it like a small ray of hope
"It couldn't, the container is only a small part of it, building the whole thing like that would be a lot of money." the man says, so very sober in this moment that his knowledge is actually useful, that Sendi has a hard time believing this man isn't actually an evil genius. However, he dismisses the thought as he clearly isn't, due to his actions.
A massive grin spreads Sendi's face. It's apparently unnerving enough for the man on his shoulder to speak up. "What are you going to do?" He mutters, staring at him pointedly, well as pointedly as he can while half terrified and half passed out.
"Something amusing." He replies, a clear wolf of all things erupting from the ground in an explosion of energy and rushing the automaton.
Oddly enough the robot doesn't consider the spectral wolf a priority, and fires on them again, contorted in such a way that it would have connected. The scientist screams as Sendi does not bother moving from his position, the green glob quickly exploding out of the weapon and hitting the wolf just a few feet from the barrel, as it jumps in the way.
The goo explodes on contact with the spectral beast, the thing explodes into a purple static energy that enters the barrel of the weapon. It seems very anticlimactic until the Automaton starts glowing brightly, crackling electric sparkles as more than a few magical elements pour from its circuitry. Charging at Sendi and the Scientist in its last moments, Sendi casually jumps back from each swing of its large metallic arms, until he's up against a wall. Jumping up and kicking the wall, he expects to be sent flying forward, but instead, the wall flies out behind him and the automaton charges into the next room, rooting itself in a wall slightly. Freezing it in place with a stream of white-cold frost, Sendi raises a magical shield in front of himself as the automaton grows brighter and brighter.
As the energy burst from the machine and the very foundation of the building shakes, the Scientist loudly screams into Sendi's ear, and in Sendi's opinion, the moment would have been a lot more cathartic had he not been practically bleeding in one ear during it. "Now that's more like it," Sendi says contentedly, half the building melted, the other half blown away into the next block.
In a few more seconds, which definitely could have been just a little less scream filled, if the white duster clad mage had an opinion."You know." Sendi responds as he finally allows the man off his shoulder. The poor guy is shaking. "You would think you would have some sort of emergency deactivation code."
Judging by the suddenly horrified look on the guy's face, Sendi is suddenly very amused "You do, don't you." Sendi asks, and the man slumps in on himself. "You are so fired aren't you." He asks again, and the man just nods to himself with a low groan.
"Man, now I'm definitely not getting a raise..."
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"Drop the girl, I got it," Sendi says as he enters the apartment, holding up a flash drive, and taking in the sight in front of him, which is weird to say the absolute least of the situation.
There is a giant fan blowing air(and the contents of the apartment) around, Thomas has actually put down his phone and instead has taken to, with a look of blank, traumatized trepidation, rolling the same dice on the table over and over.
Fang is on the couch, a big, satisfied grin on her face as she looks to be halfway dozing through the experience.
And Sam's new girl, the one from the regular world if he recalls correctly, is held up in the air wrapped around by Fang's tail. Her arms are outspread, and she's desperately clutching a pair of dice, tears in her eyes as she continuously chants 'rolling the dice, rolling the dice.' Honestly, it really raises a lot of questions, but either way, they're not his concern. "Fang, drop Maria," he mutters as he sets the flash drive on the coffee table and turns the giant fan off from his seat, so he can hear himself think.
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That gets attention from Fang, who drops you gently, and you quickly take to the opposite end of the couch from Fang. "Her name isn't Maria..." Fang says, before looking to you. "What even is your name," she asks inquisitively, and you can't help but feel like your privacy is being majorly invaded. And she's a snake person so that probably doesn't help very much.
The blank look the girl gives them is statement enough. "It's Maria. You should know better than to invade somebodies privacy, Fang."
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An hour or so of waiting later, Sam arrives and you have mostly recovered from your endeavor, one you will likely never talk about, ever. Not even in internal monolog. Never again.
There's a bag in his hand, and he places it on the table in front of you. This is a shop bag. Did he buy the other five items? Could you just, find them at a store? You suppose you can't be too annoyed, you didn't get the flash drive either, but then... If you had you'd be pissed. You look to Sendi to see if he's come to the same conclusion, and he doesn't seem to mind. Honestly, he's had this big grin on his face since he got here, you really have to wonder about that guy.
"What's in the bag, Sam?" You ask, and he just grins. You never like when he does that, as it will almost invariably make you angry. When he pulls out five masks from the bags, five, you can't help but feel like he's the biggest asshole imaginable. "I got the other five items we'll need." He mutters as he replaces them in the bag, and everybody glares at him, aside from Sendi that is.
"So who got the drive?" Sam asks, and everyone, including you, look to Sendi, who takes out the drive again and slides it on the table. "You guys sent Sendi... Alone?" He asks, his tone showing a plethora of emotions that are not at all positive and probably not good at all.
There are a series of nods and Sendi shrugs. "It was fun." He replies, and Sam does not appear to like that answer. It couldn't have been that bad, could it?
"Turn on the news." Sam orders and Fang instantly does so, a remote just appearing in her hand, do tech skills include tech warping, Well, you suppose you weren't exactly looking at her.
The screen takes to the sight of a burnt, fragmented, smoking building behind a man in a white lab coat. He looks really, really tired. Poor guy probably needs one hell of a nap.
"Knowing you were the only survivor of this grisly massacre, will you be continuing your co-workers' research in their stead?"
He quirks one of his eyebrows. "I wasn't the only survivor, there was that super intern, honestly that guy needs to be hired on full time."
"What intern?" The reporter asks, this detail apparently not having been mentioned before.
"The one with the fire, and the wolf, and the-" There's this growing expression of pure horror on his face, as comprehension sets in. "Holy crap that guy didn't work here!" He shouts.
Sendi bursts out into a series of laughs, as Sam gestures for Fang to turn off the TV, putting his face in his hands and breathing out in a long manner more than likely indicating stress.
"I am going to pretend that didn't happen." Sam allows as he gestures to the bag. "Inside you will find your masks, they are labeled, please do remove the labels..."
Inside the bag, your mask is [] What does it look like?
"Now to go over the potential plans. Mine is of course, as you all know, except-" He looks to you to see what you even want to be called right now, and you glance at Sendi, before just going with it. "Maria." You answer back.
"Except Maria." He apparently finds that comical. "We go in through the front, Sendi locks it down behind us. We hack the system, Fang uses the frequency recovered to keep the security off of us. From there, once we get to the vault, we'll move the goods aside, blow open the fault, where Thomas and Fang will be waiting on the other side. We load it up, get in, we signal for Sendi to follow, and then we get out of there."
"I, of course, voted against that plan," Thomas informs. "It is too risky, I say we just blast through the back of the vault, load up, and leave. It's quick, and leaves very little time for retaliation."
"And the money on the other side?" Fang asks snidely.
"Some losses are kind of a given, it's not like we'll have time to load it all up normally anyway." Thomas answers.
"Wait," Sendi speaks up. "Money? We're getting paid for this?" The stare everyone gives him is only mirrored by your own, as you simply cannot resist. "Sweeeeet." He finishes, looking even happier than he did moments before.
"What do you think?" Sam asks you. "Unless you had some other idea?"
[]Vote Fang!-I mean, Sam's plan, Sam, duh. His plan.
[]Plan Thomas
[]Write-in(Will possibly be debated and vetoed by other team members.)
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Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
@Hannz
@Umbra
@Orisha91
@Skewfiend
@ChildishChimera
@Nevill
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Hey, so it occurs to me the system doesn't actually send a priority email when I post the post. Which is fine, but after a month it's kind of necessary that I tag you guys.
You know, courtesy. Hope you all get a nice laugh out of it, we put a lot of work into making it fun for you.
@Umbra
@Orisha91
@Skewfiend
@ChildishChimera
@Nevill
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Hey, so it occurs to me the system doesn't actually send a priority email when I post the post. Which is fine, but after a month it's kind of necessary that I tag you guys.
You know, courtesy. Hope you all get a nice laugh out of it, we put a lot of work into making it fun for you.
LucidProp
Pocky Eating MafiaDoka
[X] Usa-Chan-Man-Mask
Our Mask is the Stuff of Nightmares. Quiver in fear, mortals!
Voting for Fang since our skills are more suited for it.
[X]Vote Fang!-I mean, Sam's plan, Sam, duh. His plan.
Our Mask is the Stuff of Nightmares. Quiver in fear, mortals!
Voting for Fang since our skills are more suited for it.
Skewfiend
The Corruptor of All Things
- Location
- The Darkness Behind Your Eyes
The singular is, unfortunately, about right.
Most of it was just standard Sendi-brand impenetrable to me, which I don't find amusing.
But that may just be because I am greatly soured on that from TESMiD.
[Q] Our mask is a mask of Sam's face.
[X] Our mask is a Mini Cooper. Everyone knows that going on a heist without a Mini Cooper is sheer madness.
[X] Ask if the following is viable: Sendi makes a high-profile, noisy and messy frontal assault, while the rest of us blow in through the wall, trying to mask the blast in the chaos, and load up the money. If Fang can "use the frequencies" remotely as Sam's plan implies, she should do that. Sendi should be as destructive and distracting as possible, but disengage when it gets too hot, and rendesvous with the rest of us.
-[X] If that doesn't sound like it is viable, support Sam's plan.
ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X] Our mask is a mask of Sam's face.
[X] Ask if the following is viable: Sendi makes a high-profile, noisy and messy frontal assault, while the rest of us blow in through the wall, trying to mask the blast in the chaos, and load up the money. If Fang can "use the frequencies" remotely as Sam's plan implies, she should do that. Sendi should be as destructive and distracting as possible, but disengage when it gets too hot, and rendesvous with the rest of us.
-[X] If that doesn't sound like it is viable, support Sam's plan.
[X] Ask if the following is viable: Sendi makes a high-profile, noisy and messy frontal assault, while the rest of us blow in through the wall, trying to mask the blast in the chaos, and load up the money. If Fang can "use the frequencies" remotely as Sam's plan implies, she should do that. Sendi should be as destructive and distracting as possible, but disengage when it gets too hot, and rendesvous with the rest of us.
-[X] If that doesn't sound like it is viable, support Sam's plan.
- Location
- St. Petersburg
Still slipping into 2nd person from time to time.
[X] Sendi makes a high-profile, noisy and messy frontal assault, while the rest of us blow in through the wall, trying to mask the blast in the chaos, and load up the money. If Fang can "use the frequencies" remotely as Sam's plan implies, she should do that. Sendi should be as destructive and distracting as possible, but disengage when it gets too hot, and rendesvous with the rest of us.
Viable, not-viable, who cares. Important thing is to have fun. Plans that aren't viable are just more fun.
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Skewfiend
The Corruptor of All Things
- Location
- The Darkness Behind Your Eyes
Nightingale
Lord Tickle-Toes
- Location
- Beyond the Sea
Just do note that not everybody will agree with your plan, if it's not viable. Everything in this place is strange, but hardly nonsensical. They're still trying to make money here.
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
I fail to really understand what you mean here.
Problem?
Was it the mental image? Because we added well over a thousand extra words in detail we swear! Took us days. I really tried hard...
...What... Why? That just takes the worst parts of both plans and compounds them.
Not taking this seriously is fine Skew, I straight up said you didn't have to, but don't make shenans sound like a good idea XD
I mean, I want this to be more fun than punishing but lowering your resources on purpose is going to limit the fun we can have no matter which way I play it.
Thank-you. Fixing it now.
Nightingale
Lord Tickle-Toes
- Location
- Beyond the Sea
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Not true, Skew did as well.
Skewfiend
The Corruptor of All Things
- Location
- The Darkness Behind Your Eyes
I think it's mostly because you are trying to do the sort of humour that arises from omitted details here, in the manner of a noodle incident.
Unfortunately, for me, at least, underspecified and underexplained storytelling from you takes me back to
Bear in mind that we know shite all about:
- The capabilities of most of our associates
- The setup of the bank
- What exactly constitutes security here
- The presence, absence and nature off law enforcement
- basically anything useful.
Actually, yes it is, because this is not a vote.
This was my actual vote:
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Eh, but I don't think I ever played it for laughs in
Either way, Sendi makes a lot of puns. They were terrible but, I thought they might get a kick. This Sendi scares me because he thinks that shit is funny XD :lol
Oh no I get that, but purposefully drawing attention while also damaging the money? How is that any better than just damaging the money? I don't see a logic train.
I assumed it was legitimately a satire vote. Which in that case you mine as well just go for Thomas'. And I know you're capable of satire votes, because most of your votes recently have been satire.
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Well I mean, at the very least you went and got a frequency to stop the security. So, you know you're dealing with an automated system.
I will admit I certainly think that might have helped, though...Got a point.
Well ya, but it is a vote for the mask, so it counts. (The Sam's face bit made me laugh)
I mean, you won't legitimately get a mini cooper XD But could be a mini cooper mask XD
Could always get a mini cooper after this heist for the next one? *Shrug*
Skewfiend
The Corruptor of All Things
- Location
- The Darkness Behind Your Eyes
Because it's drawing attention to somewhere other than the thieving!
A high-profile mess elsewhere should delay or diminish the security response to our cash-grabbers, allowing them to work unmolested for longer more safely.
Frankly your confusion confuses me.
I thought it too obvious to mention, but apparently I need to spell it out: I was voting for a mask with the likeness of a mini cooper, not strapping a car to our face.
Sendicard
Writer of Sakura
- Location
- New Mexico, USA
- Pronouns
- YouPick
Eh, so you're really just playing for the time game?
Well Sendi does make one fuck of a distraction.....
I certainly thought so, but you countered my point about you voting like you hadn't voted for a mask.I thought it too obvious to mention, but apparently I need to spell it out: I was voting for a mask with the likeness of a mini cooper, not strapping a car to our face.
I mean, vehicular masking of identity is a new one XD
Nightingale
Lord Tickle-Toes
- Location
- Beyond the Sea
This just draws o two questions from me though; How destructive do you think Sendi is that he can mask an explosion? And you do realize he's going to come with you when you run for it as well, right?