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| Tweet Topic Started: May 20 2011, 06:36 AM (1,547 Views) | |
| Lunarmage | May 20 2011, 06:36 AM Post #1 |
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Fal, 22, Infaeri & Asvaldr: Fal & 22: The plane lands in the rain. Your first impression of Pennsylvania is dreary and wet. Fal's car is brought out of the plane and the drive to the foundry is generally uneventful. The mill is some 750,000 square feet of concrete, steel and metal sheeting. Inside there are vast furnaces and tubs with which to carry molten metal. the power is on, but the furnaces are cold. Infaeri & Asvaldr: Father Damian opens a portal in his chambers to another place. A place of fire and steel. He gestures for you to walk ahead of him. Lady Fatima is there as well, and she steps through first to indicate it is safe. On the other side you find yourself in a massive forge. Fatima turns to Infaeri. "The furnaces will tolerate the heat of your fires. If you would be so kind as to get them fired up, I will prepare the work area for Asvaldr". |
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| ScaerieFaerie | May 20 2011, 07:02 AM Post #2 |
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Infaeri's face lights up with a grin that can only be described as impish. For a moment it's like you can see the little girl she used to be. But only for a moment. The smile does not leave her face as she says, "I'll light those fires so hot they'd burn Modeus himself." She leaps into the furnace and outstreches her arms. Suddenly, a circle of flame bursts out around her and her entire body is consumed in flame. Her grin is evident through the fire and anyone close by can hear her laughing. The flames intensify as she raises the tempertature.
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| Lunarmage | May 20 2011, 07:14 AM Post #3 |
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It doesn't take long for the furnace to heat to a bright glowing red. Father Damian steps forward and hands Asvaldr a hunk of crystalline steel. "This is the stuff used to make Holy Weapons. Fatima and I will stand out of your way while you work". (Asvaldr, I need 3 rolls for forging a weapon of your choice) |
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| 13ghosts | May 20 2011, 08:16 AM Post #4 |
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Fal looks around. Where the hell were all the people? He shakes his head flinging some of the rain away and set his laptop up on a table or bench. It was probably for the better that he was alone. He was begrudging the use of a human facility but due to current constraints he really head no choice. "Skeelos, crank up a couple furnaces for us." He points to a control box and brings up the recipie for this odd steel, the uses and aplications for such a things were never ending. Not only in armor or vehichles but ammunition, armor peircing, sabot disposing the list went on. He had left Dee behind mainly because Dee was uncertain about leaving at the moment, he knew if the urge struck him he could be in Pitsburgh in days. While he waits for the furnace to heat up he sets up all his tools he procured from ZotaCorp. Packing and making his own ammuntion was tiresome and time consuming. He gathers up a bunch of scrap metal and wiring and sets to work making an automated machine. mech eng (1d100=60) = pass elec eng (1d100=6) = epic pass He turns to his lap top and writes up a seriese of quick programs that would tell the machine how to operate to make specific rounds. comp programming (1d100=41) = pass He then turns to the glowing furnaces and tip up his welding mask with a grim expresion of focus. He starts working on making the alloy, first thing first, he needed to make his personal armor. (Same three step plan as last time.) |
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| Lunarmage | May 20 2011, 03:11 PM Post #5 |
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Please restate it here so I don't have to go looking for it. |
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| VioWolf | May 20 2011, 10:31 PM Post #6 |
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Asv. steps through the portal and into the foundry, he can smell the soot ash and the fire brick of the forge. He takes in the massive room as he follows the others, This was a place to build weapons for Gods! he thinks. That familiar twinge takes hold and his hands long for hammers and steal, the twinge grows into a full blown drive as he watches Infaeri's flames light the massive forge, his fists clench and unclench as the smell of smoke reaches him and the heat bellows from the gaping mouth of the forge. His thoughts are broken from the sound of a voice near him, he looks around before his dead eyes settle on Father Damian and falling to the chunk of ore he holds in his hands. He takes the offered ore from the father and holds it in his hand, holding it out at arms length and studying it closely, waiting for it to tell him what it was to be and perhaps for whom. He turns back to the Father and nods his agreement, "With blood, I can work faster, it does not have to be a death only a sacrifice of blood..." he says as he moves towards the anvils and work tables, he sets the ore down and goes over the tools, running a hand over each of them. He glances at the strange devices Fal was using, things had changed since his time with the living and the technology he had once thought to be top of the line was long obsolete... Still, nothing beat the old ways. (If they are willing to give him blood, he will use it after he finishes this first project.) forging 90% (1d100=63, 1d100=80, 1d100=88) Asv. begins the process, heating, hammering, folding, smoldering, and repeating. Folding the metal like paper and shaping it like soft clay. In a short time he pulls a large battle axe blade from a vat of oil, setting the steal hard and clean. The axe blade is decorated with a large orate eye on either side that looks to be pulling from the metal surface like skin. He holds the new axe head out to Father Damian, ready for more. |
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| 13ghosts | May 21 2011, 04:52 PM Post #7 |
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Step 1 (New step 1) Finish the armor! He builds a pair of spring loaded wrist holsters designed for the pair of Barretta .45's. If he can build ammo (which I'm pretty sure he could) He'll build 200 glasier rounds (Of some type, I'll figure out which one when I have the book) in .45. 100 explosive shotgun rounds and 100 fleshette and 1000 AP rounds in 5.56. Step 2 He draws up designs for a weapon for 22 (Rpad from the contemporary weapons book, Scandinavian heavy weapons.) and a shoulder mounting unit. He would also mod the back pack. He mods it so that it puts out some of the stored energy utilising 22's conductive body to effectively turn his entire body into a neural mace and installs the jamming unit. An EMP would most likely be too big of a power draw on the battery he would add that later. Step 3 He turns to his car, he'd made it's guns ammo but he needed to feburbish the extreior armor with this new alloy. |
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| Arthotus | May 21 2011, 06:37 PM Post #8 |
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22 gets to work turning on the furnaces and doing as Fal instructed. (The only applicable skill I have is general repair + maintenance. But 22 isn't stupid, 130 IQ in fact, so he should be able to pick up on the turning on and running on the furnaces at a decent pace) |
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| ScaerieFaerie | May 21 2011, 06:57 PM Post #9 |
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Infaeri watches the forging process from within her circle of flames, mesmerized by the steady beating and molding of ore into weapons. Asv finally produces an axe head with careful detail. Looking through the fire she shouts, "Let the enemy quake with fear!" she says laughing. Using her fire was always fun and this process would be fun for the whole "family" (as it were). "Hey, if you get the inclination a couple throwing knives would be nice." |
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| VioWolf | May 21 2011, 07:32 PM Post #10 |
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it was hard to tell, but Asv. smiles at Infeari's comment, he puts the axe head down and approaches the forge gates, "As you wish my dear! But would you be so kind as to us our mistresses gift? Her fire will make weapons we can use." he taps the forge.
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| ScaerieFaerie | May 25 2011, 03:35 AM Post #11 |
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Infaeri's grin gets wider if that is possible. "I would be happy to. Let's see what this can do." She brings her arms up in front of her as if she is going to snap her fingers and with a motion that looks like she did snap her fingers she brings the black flames out. They billow and roil with the power behind them. Infaeri laughs with glee and gets a bit bouncy inside the furnace. |
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| Lunarmage | May 25 2011, 02:53 PM Post #12 |
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By the time Asvaldr finishes the axe, Fal has completed his armor (finally). The work on the car will take longer. His automated system completes his required ammunition amounts. The furnaces are all burning hot and once the people he requested arrive, there aren't any accidents to speak of. By the third week, the pack for 22 is complete, though generally untested.Then during a Wednsday of that third week, an accident happens. 22 is in the process of carefully dumping some molten metal into a mold, when one of the workers driving a forklift isn't paying attention. 22 is shoved head first into the molten metal. At the same time far away in St. Louis, the pyramid is being tested for the first time... A wave of invisible energy washes over the country. 22 steps back from the quickly cooling metal, the steel forming to his body. His wings, already massive, are larger and more powerful. (Regain 1 P.E.) |
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| Arthotus | May 25 2011, 08:41 PM Post #13 |
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22's eyes went wide as he teetered forward into the molten mix. His wings went oiut to stop him, but it was too little too late and he was under. His fur and skin protected him from the heat for a moment, much like normal hair protects the scalp from feeling wet for a moment in the shower. Then the pain was there, but only for an instant. Then it switched to a kind of vibrating feeling, coupled with a massage. It was still excruciatingly painful, but nothing like being burned alive. Stumbling out of the metal, 22 flapped his wings to try to clean them of the molten metal. The pain was beginning to fade, but he still didn't want to open his eyes. He wiped at them to clean off the molten metal, but none came off. A strange stiffness had settled into his skin, and joints, and generally everything. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down to find that he was looking at a metal version of himself. His wings felt strange as well. They had always been his strongest muscles by far, but they felt even more powerful. He tested them with a small flap, but even that was enough to lift him off the ground a few inches. Landing brought a massive booming noise, as his increased girth hit down. Flexing and generally stretching, 22 made sure he could still move around and wasn't just in cased in a small coat of metal. Finding he still had full movement, 22 simply shrugged and began to clean up the mess, and went back to work. |
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| 13ghosts | May 26 2011, 01:47 AM Post #14 |
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Fal glanced at his car, 22 said he couldn't use a gun so he'd need to rig an automated fireing computer for the weapon system and he would also need to make new programs to make the ammo for the Rpad. First things first Fal starts the automated machine on making the ammo for the Rpad. Then he rigs a simlpe point and click laser designator for 22 to use, the tracking computer would be the complicated part. It's power source would of coarse be 22's backpack but he needed to give it a targeting computer. He turns to one of his unused lap tops and smiles, he would canibalise it for parts and make it into a programable interface perfect for adding on to... Which was afterall the end goal. Somewhere during a break he looks up the largest chemical lab in the imidiate area, preferably out of the city but near by. While he was working the world around him disolved into an unimportant haze, he ate and slept when he had to but interactions with others consisted of grunts or a complete lack of response to their presense at all. Everyonce in a while Infearie and Asv caught his eye, he couldn't understand why Infearie would enjoy being used like that while on the other hand Asv showed a similar disposition as himself. |
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| VioWolf | May 29 2011, 03:42 PM Post #15 |
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forging 90% (1d100=21, 1d100=32, 1d100=85) Asv. continues to work building Infaeri's throwing knifes, they are decorated with flames and phoenix, that seem to pull themselves from the metal. Asv. turns his attention to the splash as 22 falls in, he stops his work and approaches the worker who had knocked 22 in, "Be careful." the tone in his voice was a waring. He watches 22 pull himself from the vat, impressed that the creature could survive being dunked in molten metal. He watches 22 as he sets about testing his metal covered body and begins to pick up the fall metal from the floor. Asv. goes back to his work. |
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| Lunarmage | Jun 13 2011, 02:30 PM Post #16 |
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Asvaldr, Infaeri, Fal & 22. The throwing knives come out better then anything Infaeri has ever seen before. Crisp clean edges and runic inlay she can't quite make out as it seems to move every time she gets it in focus. Fal: The nearest chemical lab is owned by a company called Dow. It hosts over two hundred employees and a multibillion dollar lab complex. They may be able to aid in the construction of some of Fal's projects. |
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| 13ghosts | Jun 14 2011, 08:22 AM Post #17 |
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Fal smiles as he turns from his laptop and pulls a high explosive armor peircing 35mm round from the production line. He leans back in his chair as he apraises the shell with a gleaming smile (500 rounds... forgot to specify that) he taps the tip before setting it back down. He sets his laptop on the table and grabs the Rpad and several loaded belts as well as a few pre-prepared test plates of the alloy and come high grade steel sheets ranging from 20mm to 5 inches. When he has it all set up in a shooting range type arangment in the loading docks (which would be presumed empty? if not then the parking lot.) he walks up to the intercom and barks his orders. "Skeelos! To the loading area!" While he waits he sets out the Rpad and belts on a table as well as the targeting system. |
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| Arthotus | Jun 14 2011, 11:19 AM Post #18 |
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22 reports immediately. Clank Clank Clank Clank Clank Thunk. "Present Sir. What is it you would like?" |
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| ScaerieFaerie | Jun 15 2011, 08:34 AM Post #19 |
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Infaeri is thrilled with the new knives turning them over and over in her hands, studying every angle possible. Although she cannot seem to bring the symbols into focus she can't stop staring at them. Finally she tucks one into each boot and thanks Asv for his excellent work. |
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| 13ghosts | Jun 15 2011, 09:24 AM Post #20 |
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Fal looks over 22's new... "complexion" he decides since the spikes are retractable that this is just another automated defence mechanism brought out by the the extreme tempertures of the foundry. He holds up the new modified back pack. "We have several tests to run." He points to the stacks of steel plates he had set up. "Take as much of that as you can and follow me." He takes the gun and belts and the targetting system that was not yet installed and puts them in the back seat. With a screech of tires Fal pulls out of the parking lot and out of the city, though he supposed blasting police would also be rather fun he would have to literally fortify the foundry because he still wanted to use it. For now, it was target practice in some feild. When they arrive Fal gets 22 to set out the peices of steel at specific ranges while he works on intigrating the targetting system (since 22 doesn't have heavy yet it would have total conrtol over the gun, where 22 looks the gun traverses) When the gun is not engaged it locks back behind the shoulder, tilting the x2 red dot scope down over the user's eye engages the gun dropping it down over their shoulder, ready to be used. The gun fires at a voice recgonised command. Fal instructs 22 on the use of the weapon and the targetting system and the fire command and asks 22 if he had any preference as to fireing command, be it a button or verbal command ect. He then instructs 22 to aim at the steel plates he had set up, first aiming for the reinforced steel and then the alloy at the same range working his way back. Edited by 13ghosts, Jun 15 2011, 09:29 AM.
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| Arthotus | Jun 15 2011, 09:33 AM Post #21 |
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(22 Learned WP Heavy Weapons!) (22 Learned Manual Labour!) (22 Learned Weapon Systems!) 22 gathered the entire pile and flies after the car, keeping pace easily. It was a little precarious, but bending it slightly to allow it to be carried worked. 22 follows instructions and thinks a moment. "Fire One would we appropriate." |
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| 13ghosts | Jun 15 2011, 10:05 AM Post #22 |
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Fal shrugs, That works And since it is a burst capable weapon he sets it to fire numbers all the way to it's maximum belt length. He gives 22 the okay and motions for him to fire away. Fal makes the apropriate calibrations to the tartgetting computer as 22 goes and then checks the plates afterwards for #1 the penetration of the gun (60mm acording to the book) and #2 the armoring capabilities of the alloy compared to steel. When thats done he asks 22 for his preference for the neural mace setting. He sets the output to about 10x lethal for humans and turns to the highway they used to get out here. (obvioulsy not a busy one) He waits untill a single car comes along and tells 22 to go grab it and bring it to the feild to test out the neural mace function. |
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| Arthotus | Jun 15 2011, 10:25 AM Post #23 |
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22 doesn't have to think about it this time. "Fire Two." He said simply. When Fal points out the car 22 leaps into action. He quickly covered the distance and matched the speed of the car. He grabbed the edges of the roof, and if it's too wide, he plunges his hands into the metal and simply lifts upwards. Carrying it easily back to the staging area, 22 sets it down gently. He lands next to Fal, waiting more orders. |
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| Lunarmage | Jun 15 2011, 10:29 AM Post #24 |
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Fal: The weapon performs as to be expected on the regular steel armor, however the surprise comes that even the thinnest sheet of the new material shrugged off the weapons ammunition. All the rounds that hit the material are either flattened against the sheet metal, or laying on the ground, having been unable to get a hold enough to stick. |
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| 13ghosts | Jun 15 2011, 01:11 PM Post #25 |
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Fal looks at the alloy as 22 fetches the car. "Hardly a scuff..." and so begins the arms race. He watches as 22 drops the car down and smiles wickedly. "Skeelos. Fire two." He says as he slams his hand through the window to grab the driver's seat belt and tear it off then reaches back for the driver's head and hauls him bodily from the window. "Catch!" He says as he tosses the driver to 22. |
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