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srwug_alpha_rp2012-01-20 11:51 pm
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After the battle for Bunch 30, just as everyone is getting read to go, a dented old pickup truck drives up to the White Chalice party. It is followed by a decent sized red mech, carrying a sword and shield. While it wasn't able to directly help out, some of you may remember catching glimpses of the red robot beating up the various monsters and metoids while you all were fighting Abyss. The truck's driver gets out and waves for someone's attention before everyone's gone.
"Hey! Permission to come aboard?"
[Later, on the Chalice. The truck is parked in the hangar next to the red robot and a tent. Njall has commandeered a video console somewhere.]
Greetings, warriors of the famous White Chalice! I am Njall, son of Erland, and I wish to join your band.
[He looks around.]
It looks like there's no shortage of space, at least. This ship is HUGE.
"Hey! Permission to come aboard?"
[Later, on the Chalice. The truck is parked in the hangar next to the red robot and a tent. Njall has commandeered a video console somewhere.]
Greetings, warriors of the famous White Chalice! I am Njall, son of Erland, and I wish to join your band.
[He looks around.]
It looks like there's no shortage of space, at least. This ship is HUGE.