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[When you next pass by the remembrance wall, the wall that Cheng had so long ago put up to remember those who died fighting alongside the Chalice. Lost friends and family. Comrades one and all... You would find Luger of all people slumped against it, CRYING. His fingers brushed against one name in particular.]

-DICK PENTAGON-

[Wait wait wait. Wasn't that the name of the Meat Man thing that Luger made and tried to bring to life?! What the hell is ITS name doing on the wall?! That isn't right! That isn't right at all!!!]
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So...




I can't help but suspect there were better ways I could have handled that wish.

At least we won't have any more invulnerable villains, though.

CRAB BATTLE

Jan. 7th, 2014 12:02 pm
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[1] [YOU'VE GOT CRABS]

[After the battle with the Turn-X luger has been missing the whole time. Was he sulking over the loss of the chance to finally be healthy for the first time in his life? Was he plotting the fall of Leopold, possibly literally to make the Prince of Ruba hurt his nose by landing facefirst on the floor? Or was he just smoking as many cartons of cigarettes? Who can say...]

[However it seems when you step into a bathroom for any reason whatsoever you find your foot meeting something distinctly unpleasantly cold. It was also uneven and very pinchy. The Floor is apparently crabs. Lots of them. And by opening the door they're going to other parts of the room.]

[Have fun trying to deal with this new infestation. At least its less noisy compared to the gerbil infestation Luger planned out last time... of course that incident was a lot more adorable as well given the whole - gerbils painted like your mecha with tiny cutouts of you tied to their backs.]

[2]

[Luger himself was just smoking off in some corner of the ship with several boxes that stank of a fish market. Now we know where the crabs came from. He was sitting next to a pot with what appeared to be spares, a mallet and some cutlery. With him was a sickly looking gerbil and a crab that was feasting on the remains of its kin. With butter.]

[He doesn't seem to notice you as he calmly puts a poorly drawn cut out of Leopold on a freshly cooked crab before repeatedly bashing it on the face with the tiny mallet. He lets out a relieved sigh as if it helped him feel much better about the whole situation.]

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[In addition to the return of the Paladin, there's also one other return. There's a brand new MS - albeit rather highly roughed up from the battle in the Hangar. Its Cornea scorching pink paintjob was more or less ruined, and the offensive emblem on its shoulder was more or less removed by several impacts with volcanic rock. Either way though when the cockpit opens...]

Guten Tag!

[Was Luger, pretty bruised and a little worse for wear - but looking downright cheerful! But that's not what's odd. He's wearing an oversized sombrero to boot, and had a poncho that reached to his feet and both were stained with all sorts of things you would rather not guess about.]

I see nothing's changed at all~

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[Ever since the Chalice had returned to Earth there had been no trace of Luger. No Cigarettes, No crazy and utterly insane pranks or lewd etchings on the wall...]

[In fact every single one of his belongings were gone, even his wreck of a Leo!]

[It was like he was never on board at all...]

[Though... a few people may find letters addressed to them. The scrawling was messy, and the envelopes were mussed up.]

[Could it do with his dissappearance? And would you risk reading them considering who they were written by?]

[OoC: A 'sort of' mingle post. Once a letter has been opened, feel free to discuss it with another person.]


inneedofasmoke: (Big Grin)
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1) [Mingle Prompt]

[Well that was it, it was over. The infection was destroyed. Luger himself had to be sealed off and quarantined for a while due to various extenuating circumstances - those specifically being getting highly irradiated AND being his usual highly infectious self. He interestingly enough had made plans for if he should die (Which at the time was very highly likely). These plans being Maximus Erectus. Josh would remember the Meat Man with the obscenely large bratwurst. Him and his potato sarcophagus filled with outrageously lewd imagery.]

[Well that has been deep fried and served up as a victory feast/memorial to the fallen and additionally there is a bucket of Luger's hellbrew waiting for any brave souls daring enough to try it.]

[Celebrate before dealing with Axis the next day?]


2) [Infirmary]

[Luger's bandaged, being flushed of radiation and is generally safe enough to approach.... maybe.]

Guten tag... I'm told I'll be able to leave the bed soon! Good news ja?

[He's....happier. Without that huge monster screaming in his head he's more upbeat and at ease... and he's also started smoking again.]

[Now that his hands are steadier he has no problems using matches.]


3) [Infirmary] [Hours later after prompt 2]

[There's a skittering noise from the infirmary. Remember the gerbil infestation that happened on Luger's return? He seems to be painting one for himself now, looking pretty amused. The Gerbil in his hand was a sickly looking thing to boot. The off green paint didn't help at all. Still. It was calm as he finished it off - holding it in front of his face with a smile.]

Well you look like you can kill monsters don't you?

[He chuckles as he lies back on his bed. His eyepatch was.... not present. But there was enough hair over it to cover up the horror.]

Hm.... I wonder... how would it have turned out if we did it the other way...

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1) [Hangar]

[Everyone. There's a DC transport making a delivery. And you'll never guess who just came back.]

Meine Freunde. Its good to see you all again!

[Its Luger. But wait... there's... something VERY different about him. He's.... clean? And well dressed! It looks like someone spent years trying to hammer in some decency into him and it WORKED!]

[His Leo is offloaded the transport looking the same as ever. So at least some things haven't changed... BUT WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS UTTER INSANITY BEFORE YOU!?]

2) [EveRYwhEre] (Mingle)

[Its the middle of the night. Maybe you're working in the hangars. Maybe you're getting some rest in your quarters. Maybe you're getting a late night snack.]

-chirp... chirpchirpchirp-

[Then you hear it. The sound of a rodent. A gerbil to be precise. Its sitting not too far away. It seems to have been painted... oddly it faintly resembles one of the machines in the hangar... and there's a doll on its back that resembles the pilot of the aforementioned machine the gerbil resembles.]

-chirpchirpchirpchirp--chirp... chirpchirpchirp--chirp chirpchirpchirp-

[Then you spot a few more Gerbils. And then several more.... and MORE.]

[Throughout the Chalice, the story is the same. Massive amounts of painted gerbils with likenesses of various Chalice personel strapped to their backs.]

[Somewhere within the Chalice, amongst the mass chirping and squeaking - there's a wall with something painted on it.]

[The wording is sloppy and ill painted. But anyone with knowledge of german could translate it.]

-I'M BACK BITCHES!-

What the-

Feb. 25th, 2013 11:20 am
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[1]

[People have been wondering why random bits of clothing have been going missing, bits of non-essential machinery vanished and meat supplies from the kitchen have absconded.]

[It may also tie into the mystery of why Elena may have been coated with blood too.]

[One may wonder if Luger has anything to do with it because he seems to be VERY happy for some reason.]

[2]

[Its some isolated part of the Chalice... and you smell cooking meat.]

[When you investigate, you'll find a hideous person shaped thing made up of sewn up steaks, sausages, mincemeat and other such things, shoved into badly sewn together clothes. Electricity is arcing off of several electrodes randomly jammed throughout its body. When you notice the disproportionately large and sack-like protrusion between the Meat-Man's legs, you honest to god only have one person in mind when you try to figure out who did this.]

[You would also notice that 'Meat Man' also has a dyed yellow mop on its head and a pair of retro sunglasses over where its eyes would roughly be. There's also a sign on its neck that reads...]

[Oh you can't be serious.]

BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Live! Live my creation! LIVE! DICK PENTAGON! Mein Child!

[3]

[Everyone. Luger seems to have packed up his possessions and is getting his Leo onto a shuttle. Something is up. very up.]

I'm leaving. I had a conversation with someone on board and I'm thinking maybe its time I did something to deal with the infection.

I'll be meeting up with some of Herr Doktor Zoldark's people and giving them everything I know.

Maybe we'll meet again Ja?

[Luger is leaving.... Party time?]
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1.
[Laura's assembled her squad of recruits - those she could invite, persuade, or cajole into volunteering to help out with her morale-boosting Valentine's Day plan. She's just carrying out her final inspection before unleashing them on the ship...]

All right! Everyone's ready? Your costumes are okay? You know what to do?

[Of course, she's not asking anyone to so anything she wouldn't herself! She's found a toga-like white minidress somewhere, and supplemented it with a halo, wings, and a toy bow with matching quiver of heart-tipped arrows. How good a Cupid costume has she - or even you, maybe - managed in your case?]

2. (mingle/open to all)
[And they're loose! A squad of Cupids are wandering the Chalice, picking up and delivering people's Valentine's gifts. Do you have one to send? Are you expecting one, or receiving one unexpectedly? Or do you just think the whole thing is ridiculous?]

OOC
[It's a Valentine's Day courier service! There's a meme to coordinate. Prompt #1 is for volunteers and people looking to laugh at volunteers. Prompt #2 is for people sending or receiving their Valentines as arranged on the meme. Have fun!]
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1] Sometime after lunch it seemed the little princess had slipped her guards and was walking free through the Chalice. She looked quite pleased with herself, and it showed in the way she nearly skipped across the floor, only her iron clad manners held her hands at her side. It was maybe a bit startling to see such a young child so polished as Mineva was, but it was to be expected of a princess, wasn't it?

"Excuse me," She tugs on the hem of your jacket, shirt or tunic, looking up with questioning eyes. "Where dose the coffee come from?"

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2] All the while Haman was standing in front of her Qubeley, with roll after roll of schematics in her hands. She opened each other individually, looking it over, and then up and her machine and back to the paper again. Usually this ended in a scoffing sound, a wave of her hand, and a dismissal of the data.
"No, it's not enough. I need something fit for..." A monster. "... a queen." She shook her head. "Those boys at RnD are really slipping if this is the best they can come up with." Where was a brilliant weapon's developer when she needed one? Hell, even a knowledgeable mechanic would serve at this point.

3] [Locked] )
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[1]

[Luger seems to have stopped smoking for a while when you found him. In fact he set the cigarettes as far away from himself as possible. His eye was shut, he was leaning against a wall and he was trying to concentrate on something to anyone observing. He was trying to block out the voices. Trying to force them out of his head. It was trying to fix a broken dam in a howling monsoon.]

[Still... the considerable effort he's putting into it... he stops after a while though, shaking and making for the cigarettes.]

[Talk to him?]


[2]

[At the hangar, Luger's observing his Leo quietly. This machine got him out of a lot of trouble, he never left it behind for anything else, he never really modified it aside from giving it a new gun. And now he wonders... should he move on? Should he stay? Should he take this old and battered machine with him when he finally confronts the beast?]

Do you think I should leave him behind when the time comes?


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[1]

(For whatever reason, you find yourself in the infirmary. As soon as you walk in you see a desk covered in medical reports, mental examinations, robot specs, any information about the people on the Chalice that Letriel could her hands on. Letriel is reading through the piles of information while smoking from a churchwarden pipe she stole and raises one finger as you walk in. She finishes what she was reading and turns towards you.)

What do you want? It better be good because I'll just drop you on one of the nurses if your problem doesn't interest me.

[2]

(Letriel walks into the most crowded area on the Chalice that she can find and after taking a quick look around she slams her foot down and a ring fills the air. She looks at everyone in the room with a steely gaze.)

Since I have to put up with you bugs, I suppose I should ask the following. What do you all fight for? What reasons do you have that you risk your life for?
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[1]

[Right after the battle, Luger's laid up in the infirmary. Bandaged, bloodied and barely alive. Normally when you look at him he somehow retains a sense of not giving a fuck at all at any given time... but... now he looks like a scared five year old, attempting to curl up and hide from the monsters in the dark. He can feel it watching him, he can hear its voice... The poor, sick and pathetic fool is shivering in fear.]

[2]

[Luger's struggling to get to the arboretum, to the safe zone Samus set up for him. He slams into a few walls on the way, losing his balance more than often because of the splitting pain and the abominable thoughts of an unknowable being crushing his mind even more into a pulp. No doubt there are smears along the wall from his reopened wounds.]

[When he gets there and all but slams into the ground... all was quiet... for a moment... Luger felt that maybe he was safe. Then it broke through. The pain started again. Luger choked on the bile as the horrific whiplash of restarted pain lanced through him.]

[3]

[He's getting desperate. He's crawled into the smallest space he could find. Curled up tight as he attempts to light his remaining comfort. And fails every time. The match snaps, the fire dies as soon as it begins, the head was damaged. Nothing. When he gets to the last one, it finally flickers to life, only for a sudden surge of pain have him drop the match and end up killing the small light in a panic.]

[He couldn't even have this...]

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[personal profile] inneedofasmoke
[1]

[No one seems to have spotted Luger for a while. Honestly while that happens to be a good thing in some respects, you have to worry about what he might be doing...]

[Except... he's in the arboretum. Sleeping. Just. Sleeping. A pack of cigarettes and his lighter just sitting on his chest - both completely unused. What's odd is that the normally foul and absolutely agitating german is looking... completely at peace.]

[An unexpected change from his usual antics. Just what is happening here?]

[2]

[Luger's at the bar, mixing up his special brew... because there was at least one or two daring souls who'd want to take a shot of it... or wanted to use it to deal with something. In any case. The brew bucket is being emptied into a bottle... though he saved enough to fill a pair of shot glasses - taking both to the bar and nursing one of them in his hands.]

[He manages to spot you at the corner of his eye and motions lightly to the seat next to him. Will you dare drink with this bastard?]

[3] (Locked to Elena)


[Luger's at a corridor, calmly flicking his lighter open and closed. He isn't smoking as usual oddly enough.]

Elena? Mein Freund? We need to talk....

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[1]

[Luger had been preparing something. Tables. Cameras. Cards. Cashews. Alcohol. Something was going on. Something very odd. Given his tendency to do absolutely ridiculous and borderline offensive acts... One has to wonder what he was planning.]

[Dare you ask?]


[2]

[There is a banner above a room.]

['First ever Chalice Grand Strip Poker Tourney!']

[There was a roughly built stand next to the door displaying a set of rules...]

[Minimum 3 pieces of clothing required. No one under the age of 15 allowed. No lizards allowed. Get lost you dummkompf toaster.]

[Mingle post/ interact with Luger to sign up]

[3]

[Ladies and gentlemen, the game is on!]

[How are you faring?]

[Also a 'mingle' post]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Ever since the attack on the Chalice by the Space Pirates, Luger had sought out yet another hidey hole. He has now recently come back out into the open with... some grisly looking things.]

Guten Tag Mein Freund!

May I interest you in some furniture?

[Well... its.... well. That would explain why some of the bodies of the Space Pirates were.... missing things. Luger used their corpses to make furniture with after cleaning them up.]

[He's made footstools, chairs, side tables, even a rather creepy looking clock. (Essentially an ordinary clock punched through a pirate's head with fake googly eyes moving back and forth.)]

[Ask him what the bloody hell is wrong with him?]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Luger has not been seen for a long time. This is disturbing because of the fact that no one knows what exactly he might have been up to during all that time.]


heheheheh


[However, in some distant part of the Chalice, laughter rings out - not crazed laughter, not evil laughter... but... perverse and amused at someone else's misfortune. For those who find Luger, they would see several drawings upon the walls of various people on the Chalice while he was hard at work making more. It seems that in order to get money for more cigarettes... he has taken up the fine art... of drawing smut based on people he knows. Goddamnit Luger.]


(OoC: Permissions post here, so I know I don't go overboard.)
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Luger has not been seen for a long time. This is disturbing because of the fact that no one knows what exactly he might have been up to during all that time.]


heheheheh


[However, in some distant part of the Chalice, laughter rings out - not crazed laughter, not evil laughter... but... perverse and amused at someone else's misfortune. For those who find Luger, they would see several drawings upon the walls of various people on the Chalice while he was hard at work making more. It seems that in order to get money for more cigarettes... he has taken up the fine art... of drawing smut based on people he knows. Goddamnit Luger.]


(OoC: Permissions post here, so I know I don't go overboard.)
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Luger hasn't been seen for quite a while... one would wonder what sort of craziness the madman would've been up to.]

[..There was... a noise from a vent... a small clatter here. Some muttering there. There were whispers somewhere else. A footsteps.]

[If you follow these sounds you would find Luger... but... he isn't what he is normally. When you look at the walls there are words... no.. not words.. something about them just feels... discomforting just looking at them. And they aren't the only things there... grisly images of death and destruction were scrawled across the walls in in-.. no..not ink... blood]


Er beobachtet mich im Schlaf. Es hört nie auf zu beobachten. Ich kann seine Augen überall zu spüren. Warum kann nicht lass mich in Ruhe ...


[It was Luger's voice and-... he looked like a mess... there was a cut on his hand that looked to be where the blood came from... but.. he was curled up and rocking back and forth, muttering the sentences over and over again.]


Es hungert. Ich fühle es. Es will jeder. Alles. fressen alles. fressen alles.
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Luger hasn't been seen for quite a while... one would wonder what sort of craziness the madman would've been up to.]

[..There was... a noise from a vent... a small clatter here. Some muttering there. There were whispers somewhere else. A footsteps.]

[If you follow these sounds you would find Luger... but... he isn't what he is normally. When you look at the walls there are words... no.. not words.. something about them just feels... discomforting just looking at them. And they aren't the only things there... grisly images of death and destruction were scrawled across the walls in in-.. no..not ink... blood]


Er beobachtet mich im Schlaf. Es hört nie auf zu beobachten. Ich kann seine Augen überall zu spüren. Warum kann nicht lass mich in Ruhe ...


[It was Luger's voice and-... he looked like a mess... there was a cut on his hand that looked to be where the blood came from... but.. he was curled up and rocking back and forth, muttering the sentences over and over again.]


Es hungert. Ich fühle es. Es will jeder. Alles. fressen alles. fressen alles.
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1. [A short time before White Chalice reaches the city that asked for help, a strange thing happens. Everyone can hear other people's surface thoughts, as if they were speaking them! In fact, it's very easy to mistake them for just speaking, unless you are very careful and pay close attention.]

[This turn of events throws White Chalice into quite a disarray - normally there is a good reason we let some thoughts stay in our heads instead of saying them out loud! This state will continue until a certain point in the mission. Enjoy.]

2. [It's time! Help Gainer make Kashmir turn the device off by proclaiming your love for someone! Or something, if you're feeling silly and/or weird.

By the way, everyone can hear everyone else's confessions, though you might realize that only after the fact. This won't be akward or anything, I'm sure!]
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1. [A short time before White Chalice reaches the city that asked for help, a strange thing happens. Everyone can hear other people's surface thoughts, as if they were speaking them! In fact, it's very easy to mistake them for just speaking, unless you are very careful and pay close attention.]

[This turn of events throws White Chalice into quite a disarray - normally there is a good reason we let some thoughts stay in our heads instead of saying them out loud! This state will continue until a certain point in the mission. Enjoy.]

2. [It's time! Help Gainer make Kashmir turn the device off by proclaiming your love for someone! Or something, if you're feeling silly and/or weird.

By the way, everyone can hear everyone else's confessions, though you might realize that only after the fact. This won't be akward or anything, I'm sure!]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Be it investigating the wreckage of the Great Wall or looking around what's left of the City, you could spot Luger with a shopping trolley. What was he doing? LOOTING of course! By the international salvage law of GFY (Go F*** yourself) he has taken it upon himself to yank whatever he can get his dirty diseased hands on!]

[Will you berate his behavior? Look through his acquisitions for something interesting? Join him in the looting?]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Be it investigating the wreckage of the Great Wall or looking around what's left of the City, you could spot Luger with a shopping trolley. What was he doing? LOOTING of course! By the international salvage law of GFY (Go F*** yourself) he has taken it upon himself to yank whatever he can get his dirty diseased hands on!]

[Will you berate his behavior? Look through his acquisitions for something interesting? Join him in the looting?]
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[1: Outside]

The world is blowing white and cold that sneaks through his garments like a burglar in the night, but Resnick remains still, waiting for his prey to come closer. Pressed against the snow bank, he can hear their squawking as they shuffle. He plans to catch one as it comes shuffling down on the side he's dug himself into. Closer...closer...he shivers but remains silent.

Then the distinct sight and smell of a dozen emperor penguins waddling over a snow bank on their way to the sea. He springs out of his hiding place towards the closest, tackling it. His knife is in his hand in a flash, and at the bird's throat, the other hand keeping the beak out of the way.

That's when he notices that it's rather sadly squirming and its companions are shuffling away at a speed that a small child could keep up with. He sighs and gets up to let the creature waddle away. How terribly pathetic.

He's still got his comm on him. Perhaps you saw this from one of the windows.

[2: Kitchen]

Later he'll bring some penguin eggs back, along with an albatross with an arrow still sticking out of it, which he promptly shoves into the oversize freezer after feathering and skinning it, due to not having considered how exactly the fuck you cook a goddamn albatross. The penguin eggs get hard boiled, something even someone as unschooled in cooking as him can't screw up.

He has not read Rime Of The Ancient Mariner.
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[1: Outside]

The world is blowing white and cold that sneaks through his garments like a burglar in the night, but Resnick remains still, waiting for his prey to come closer. Pressed against the snow bank, he can hear their squawking as they shuffle. He plans to catch one as it comes shuffling down on the side he's dug himself into. Closer...closer...he shivers but remains silent.

Then the distinct sight and smell of a dozen emperor penguins waddling over a snow bank on their way to the sea. He springs out of his hiding place towards the closest, tackling it. His knife is in his hand in a flash, and at the bird's throat, the other hand keeping the beak out of the way.

That's when he notices that it's rather sadly squirming and its companions are shuffling away at a speed that a small child could keep up with. He sighs and gets up to let the creature waddle away. How terribly pathetic.

He's still got his comm on him. Perhaps you saw this from one of the windows.

[2: Kitchen]

Later he'll bring some penguin eggs back, along with an albatross with an arrow still sticking out of it, which he promptly shoves into the oversize freezer after feathering and skinning it, due to not having considered how exactly the fuck you cook a goddamn albatross. The penguin eggs get hard boiled, something even someone as unschooled in cooking as him can't screw up.

He has not read Rime Of The Ancient Mariner.
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
1) [Hangar]

[When the cockpit of the Leo opens Luger can be seen, curled up with his eye wide. He seems to be bleeding in several places from the screams the creature let loose. Like the psychic backlash Alexei experienced but to a lesser extent. Luger seems to be muttering repeatedly to himself. One single word. 'Alive']

2) [Infirmary.]

[Luger is off to the side, his eye all but darting around every corner, vent, nook and cranny it can see. He was humming nervously to himself, fidgeting and digging his nails into his hands, leaving red trails along them. His breathing often sped up every few minutes before he got it back under control.]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
1) [Hangar]

[When the cockpit of the Leo opens Luger can be seen, curled up with his eye wide. He seems to be bleeding in several places from the screams the creature let loose. Like the psychic backlash Alexei experienced but to a lesser extent. Luger seems to be muttering repeatedly to himself. One single word. 'Alive']

2) [Infirmary.]

[Luger is off to the side, his eye all but darting around every corner, vent, nook and cranny it can see. He was humming nervously to himself, fidgeting and digging his nails into his hands, leaving red trails along them. His breathing often sped up every few minutes before he got it back under control.]
[identity profile] an-alpha-wolf.livejournal.com
[1]

An entire arm ripped off his mech when it was parked in the hangar, Resnick swung down from the ladder and hit the ground, heading towards his target: Luger Amwulf. He'd panicked and thus kept them from vital mission information. Sure he'd pulled it off in the end and killed that...thing, that screaming abomination with a lucky shot. But that didn't erase the earlier crime.

"Luger Amwulf!"

[2]

Resnick thought that this headache was an ordinary one. After all it was a common side effect of dealing with Luger Amwulf. But no, this was something different. When he paused in the hallway, he put one hand over his forehead, as if he could smooth the rock growing behind his brows away. No such luck. Soon enough his vision grew hazy and he felt as if he were birthing Athena herself. Now leaning against the wall was no longer a choice, he found as he staggered, emitting a low groan.

[3]

He wakes some time later in the infirmary, still feeling terrible. But the waves of pain are receding. The doctors have told him he had an adverse reaction to the former colony's Lovecraftian tantrum via his Enhanced Imagine implants/tattoos.
[identity profile] an-alpha-wolf.livejournal.com
[1]

An entire arm ripped off his mech when it was parked in the hangar, Resnick swung down from the ladder and hit the ground, heading towards his target: Luger Amwulf. He'd panicked and thus kept them from vital mission information. Sure he'd pulled it off in the end and killed that...thing, that screaming abomination with a lucky shot. But that didn't erase the earlier crime.

"Luger Amwulf!"

[2]

Resnick thought that this headache was an ordinary one. After all it was a common side effect of dealing with Luger Amwulf. But no, this was something different. When he paused in the hallway, he put one hand over his forehead, as if he could smooth the rock growing behind his brows away. No such luck. Soon enough his vision grew hazy and he felt as if he were birthing Athena herself. Now leaning against the wall was no longer a choice, he found as he staggered, emitting a low groan.

[3]

He wakes some time later in the infirmary, still feeling terrible. But the waves of pain are receding. The doctors have told him he had an adverse reaction to the former colony's Lovecraftian tantrum via his Enhanced Imagine implants/tattoos.
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
1)

[For those of you at the bar, or close to it you will notice an odd looking bottle, there was a label with german scrawled on it but not much else. It looked to be quite large in size as well. Should you open it, the powerful scent of alcohol will fill your nose and kill your sense of smell for a few hours.]

[Whatever this stuff is, it's powerful. Try to take a drink?/Find out who it belongs to?/Shenanigans?]

2)

Gott.. Has anyone seen my bottle of special brew?

[Oh... so it was Luger's. Wait. The entire BOTTLE was missing? That can't be good.]
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1)

[For those of you at the bar, or close to it you will notice an odd looking bottle, there was a label with german scrawled on it but not much else. It looked to be quite large in size as well. Should you open it, the powerful scent of alcohol will fill your nose and kill your sense of smell for a few hours.]

[Whatever this stuff is, it's powerful. Try to take a drink?/Find out who it belongs to?/Shenanigans?]

2)

Gott.. Has anyone seen my bottle of special brew?

[Oh... so it was Luger's. Wait. The entire BOTTLE was missing? That can't be good.]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
1) [Bar] [Locked to Flynn McAllistair]

[After the incident at the IS academy Luger can be seen in the bar, by hook or by crook he's convinced Allesandra to let him at the bar, where he was tossing possibly and seemingly random drinks together in a bucket. After all is said and done he looks satisfied, he proceeds to pour the contents into glasses and store the rest in a large bottle - Labled to be Luger's.]

Hey Highlander! Remember that drink I owe you?

2)[Hangar]

[An hour later people would find that the Hangar has been for a lack of better term, vandalized. While there is no damage, the mess is disconcerting. Some Mecha managed to get away with a few words, others look like the bathroom wall of a dive bar. Comment on the vandalism?]

3)[Not too far from the Hangar]

[Those searching the area for the Vandal would find a ridiculously drunk Luger, dressed in a poor and recently cobbled together imitation of Haman's clothing. Additionally he also is wearing badly painted pink mop on his head as a wig, the handle broken off for the most part but enough still remaining to tell it's origins.]

You! Yes you...c..csh..cooommonerrr! I...I am Duchhhshh...Karn! Evil Twinssh of shehhh Regennsh..of Sheoonhh.. booow..before mah..magnifishennsh!

[Dear god this is like a trainwreck waiting to happen. Take pictures?]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
1) [Bar] [Locked to Flynn McAllistair]

[After the incident at the IS academy Luger can be seen in the bar, by hook or by crook he's convinced Allesandra to let him at the bar, where he was tossing possibly and seemingly random drinks together in a bucket. After all is said and done he looks satisfied, he proceeds to pour the contents into glasses and store the rest in a large bottle - Labled to be Luger's.]

Hey Highlander! Remember that drink I owe you?

2)[Hangar]

[An hour later people would find that the Hangar has been for a lack of better term, vandalized. While there is no damage, the mess is disconcerting. Some Mecha managed to get away with a few words, others look like the bathroom wall of a dive bar. Comment on the vandalism?]

3)[Not too far from the Hangar]

[Those searching the area for the Vandal would find a ridiculously drunk Luger, dressed in a poor and recently cobbled together imitation of Haman's clothing. Additionally he also is wearing badly painted pink mop on his head as a wig, the handle broken off for the most part but enough still remaining to tell it's origins.]

You! Yes you...c..csh..cooommonerrr! I...I am Duchhhshh...Karn! Evil Twinssh of shehhh Regennsh..of Sheoonhh.. booow..before mah..magnifishennsh!

[Dear god this is like a trainwreck waiting to happen. Take pictures?]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Now, when one visit's a Girls School, especially a prestigious one - certain amounts of delicacy are expected to be maintained. Politeness, clean speech, and not hitting on the students are all a part of this good behavior.]

Hello ladies~

[None of which are to be expected from Luger, doing everything he can to look dashing, suave and rugged - essentially the subject of every teenage girl's whimsical fantasies.]

Ever had a chance to go out with a real man?

[Clearly he is a man of loose morals and questionable behavior. But this is honestly taking the cake considering the age of the students! Oh. And he also happens to be smoking in a no smoking area. SHOCKING!!!]

[Feel free to call him out on his scumbag behavior folks.]
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Now, when one visit's a Girls School, especially a prestigious one - certain amounts of delicacy are expected to be maintained. Politeness, clean speech, and not hitting on the students are all a part of this good behavior.]

Hello ladies~

[None of which are to be expected from Luger, doing everything he can to look dashing, suave and rugged - essentially the subject of every teenage girl's whimsical fantasies.]

Ever had a chance to go out with a real man?

[Clearly he is a man of loose morals and questionable behavior. But this is honestly taking the cake considering the age of the students! Oh. And he also happens to be smoking in a no smoking area. SHOCKING!!!]

[Feel free to call him out on his scumbag behavior folks.]
[identity profile] queenmikimiki.livejournal.com
[Sometime after Haruka left Miki finally decided to tell the rest of the crew what Mondenkind's plans were for dealing with Imber.]

I figured that it would only be fair to tell you all this since some of you seem delusional on the situation with Imber. I have orders to destroy Imber and I will be making it my first priority to ensure that happens.
[identity profile] queenmikimiki.livejournal.com
[Sometime after Haruka left Miki finally decided to tell the rest of the crew what Mondenkind's plans were for dealing with Imber.]

I figured that it would only be fair to tell you all this since some of you seem delusional on the situation with Imber. I have orders to destroy Imber and I will be making it my first priority to ensure that happens.
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[1]
(You might catch Seiren as she is walking in the halls. In her hands you see a small music box which she is holding with the utmost care. She seems to be heading to the hangar. What do you do?)

[2]
(You are walking down the halls near the hangar when you hear music playing. The music draws you in and you decide to try and find the source. You reach the hangar and see Seiren sitting next to the Desu Ellen petting HUMMY while a small music box plays. She seems deeply focused on the tune. Bother?)
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[1]
(You might catch Seiren as she is walking in the halls. In her hands you see a small music box which she is holding with the utmost care. She seems to be heading to the hangar. What do you do?)

[2]
(You are walking down the halls near the hangar when you hear music playing. The music draws you in and you decide to try and find the source. You reach the hangar and see Seiren sitting next to the Desu Ellen petting HUMMY while a small music box plays. She seems deeply focused on the tune. Bother?)
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Given the turn of events one would have expected Luger to be somewhat thri-..no not really he's just himself as usual, not giving a damn about anyone. But something's different as you find him muttering in the corridors.]

Gott...  This isn't funny... THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!

[Luger is walking around the Chalice, looking extremely stressed out and on the verge of flipping out on just one wrong word. Also to be noted was the fact that he was covering the eye on his eyepatch side of his face.]

Has ANYONE seen my EYEPATCH?!

[His voice was more than a little strained.]

(OOC: This is probably gonna get a wee bit into the squick territory. What's behind Luger's eyepatch is not a pretty sight and I intend to describe it as thoroughly as possible to see how other characters react.)
[identity profile] inneedofasmoke.livejournal.com
[Given the turn of events one would have expected Luger to be somewhat thri-..no not really he's just himself as usual, not giving a damn about anyone. But something's different as you find him muttering in the corridors.]

Gott...  This isn't funny... THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!

[Luger is walking around the Chalice, looking extremely stressed out and on the verge of flipping out on just one wrong word. Also to be noted was the fact that he was covering the eye on his eyepatch side of his face.]

Has ANYONE seen my EYEPATCH?!

[His voice was more than a little strained.]

(OOC: This is probably gonna get a wee bit into the squick territory. What's behind Luger's eyepatch is not a pretty sight and I intend to describe it as thoroughly as possible to see how other characters react.)
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[It's time.  Thanks to Bian feeding you the location of the prison and Phillip and Shotarou relaying information back and forth currently the White Chalice fleet is currently stationed right outside of the sensor range of the prison facility.  The base is huge, with entire squadrons patrolling the surrounding area, some of it Federation, some of it Adventus.]



Captain, would you like to say anything to everyone before we begin?



Indeed I would!

EVERYONE!  IN CASE YOU GET CAUGHT, BE SURE TO HAVE YOUR GET-OUT-OF-JAIL FREE CARD ON HAND!



[Aaaand cue headsigh before Ayame opens up a fleet-wide broadcast.]

Alright then people.  Believe it or not, we're the diversion here for the DC's own offensive into Adventus territory.  And that's fine by me.  Everyone, we're going to be betting it all on this and we'll either be leaving this place together or we'll be joining our comrades already imprisoned.  We have intel and we have a link to our comrades on the inside.

And most importantly I think I speak for everyone when I say I want to take back everything and everyone who was taken from us.

We've all discussed plans of attack and how we're going to do this, but that's in the past now.  Now's the time to make good on everything we said.



[Now cue Dan, in full military regalia!]

RIGHT!  All pilots and crewmembers, prepare for battle!  On-foot teams, standby for insertion via Getter!  Shotarou, send everyone inside a line so they can time their breakout with this!

ALL FORCES... CHAAAAAAARGE!

(Here it is!  We've plotted to a degree and the time for action is now!  There'll be several "fronts" for this, each with its own thread and probably we'll have subthreads too.  Keep in mind to not go around godmoding things and let everyone take part in the awesomeness... and if you want to discuss and carry out some event with the mods specifically or just have a question to ask, drop one of the mods a line.)
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[It's time.  Thanks to Bian feeding you the location of the prison and Phillip and Shotarou relaying information back and forth currently the White Chalice fleet is currently stationed right outside of the sensor range of the prison facility.  The base is huge, with entire squadrons patrolling the surrounding area, some of it Federation, some of it Adventus.]



Captain, would you like to say anything to everyone before we begin?



Indeed I would!

EVERYONE!  IN CASE YOU GET CAUGHT, BE SURE TO HAVE YOUR GET-OUT-OF-JAIL FREE CARD ON HAND!



[Aaaand cue headsigh before Ayame opens up a fleet-wide broadcast.]

Alright then people.  Believe it or not, we're the diversion here for the DC's own offensive into Adventus territory.  And that's fine by me.  Everyone, we're going to be betting it all on this and we'll either be leaving this place together or we'll be joining our comrades already imprisoned.  We have intel and we have a link to our comrades on the inside.

And most importantly I think I speak for everyone when I say I want to take back everything and everyone who was taken from us.

We've all discussed plans of attack and how we're going to do this, but that's in the past now.  Now's the time to make good on everything we said.



[Now cue Dan, in full military regalia!]

RIGHT!  All pilots and crewmembers, prepare for battle!  On-foot teams, standby for insertion via Getter!  Shotarou, send everyone inside a line so they can time their breakout with this!

ALL FORCES... CHAAAAAAARGE!

(Here it is!  We've plotted to a degree and the time for action is now!  There'll be several "fronts" for this, each with its own thread and probably we'll have subthreads too.  Keep in mind to not go around godmoding things and let everyone take part in the awesomeness... and if you want to discuss and carry out some event with the mods specifically or just have a question to ask, drop one of the mods a line.)
[identity profile] gatoooooooooooo.livejournal.com
[Kou's been watching some of those announcements about the meteor and the Federation claiming that they had some sort of super laser ready to pulverize it. The scowl on his face is easily one of disgust.]

Bullshit. There's no way these guys have some sort of super laser to be used. Not this fast! They were dependent on the iDOLs, right? If they had this laser all this time, why didn't they use it before now?

[he simmers just a bit.]

Hell, why aren't they just using it now?! Something about this stinks and I don't like it!
[identity profile] gatoooooooooooo.livejournal.com
[Kou's been watching some of those announcements about the meteor and the Federation claiming that they had some sort of super laser ready to pulverize it. The scowl on his face is easily one of disgust.]

Bullshit. There's no way these guys have some sort of super laser to be used. Not this fast! They were dependent on the iDOLs, right? If they had this laser all this time, why didn't they use it before now?

[he simmers just a bit.]

Hell, why aren't they just using it now?! Something about this stinks and I don't like it!
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[Charles is sitting in the infirmary, a bandage around his head. Still, that doesn't seem to be bothering him too much, and he's busy pouring over stacks of paper while typing on some of those fancy holographic screens that seem to crop up whenever IS is involved.]


...This is gonna be one hell of a report...
[identity profile] infinite-prince.livejournal.com
[Charles is sitting in the infirmary, a bandage around his head. Still, that doesn't seem to be bothering him too much, and he's busy pouring over stacks of paper while typing on some of those fancy holographic screens that seem to crop up whenever IS is involved.]


...This is gonna be one hell of a report...

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