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srwug_alpha_rp2013-01-06 07:39 pm
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01: To Grow and Learn, As a Bondsman Becomes a Brigadier
[1]
Matthew should be happy. He has risen from the status of bondsman to become a Mechwarrior again, proven himself to his new clan in combat twice, and acquired many potent (well, zany) comrades and allies. His star is truly on the rise, even more so because the Gurren Brigade is a small group.
And yet, he finds himself troubled: by moral quandaries, elaborate philosophical dilemmas, the conflict between the traditions he came from and the urgings of his heart.
More immediately, though, he is troubled by his Nova, which is...wrecked. An arm blasted off, the armor is pitted and cored, and the gyro system half near pretty much melted.
He notices certain techs in the hangar bay glaring at him.
"Ah..."
[2]
Matthew has organized a discussion group in one of the lounges, for a very specific group of people: former Jade Falcon Clansmen taken as bondsmen. The topics on discussion are varied: how people are settling in, what interesting things have happened, gossip about the more infamous members of the Chalice...and culture shock, of course. The massive culture shock. And the shouting of attack names: what's with that?
There are refreshments of course. And booze. And cookies.
Matthew chats with a few fellow former Falconers. He really perks up, however, when Trothkin from his former Star show up.
[I figured this would be a good way to develop plot related to all the Clanner shenanigans, as well as explore characters both pc and npc. Anyone who has/is connected somehow to a bondsman, feel free to come over. And everyone else, too. There are cookies.]
[3]
Matthew walks down the hallway, whistling a merry tune.
Then he stumbles midstep, his eyes widening as he realizes the awful truth.
"I...I uttered a contraction in the midst of battle!" He cries out.
Matthew should be happy. He has risen from the status of bondsman to become a Mechwarrior again, proven himself to his new clan in combat twice, and acquired many potent (well, zany) comrades and allies. His star is truly on the rise, even more so because the Gurren Brigade is a small group.
And yet, he finds himself troubled: by moral quandaries, elaborate philosophical dilemmas, the conflict between the traditions he came from and the urgings of his heart.
More immediately, though, he is troubled by his Nova, which is...wrecked. An arm blasted off, the armor is pitted and cored, and the gyro system half near pretty much melted.
He notices certain techs in the hangar bay glaring at him.
"Ah..."
[2]
Matthew has organized a discussion group in one of the lounges, for a very specific group of people: former Jade Falcon Clansmen taken as bondsmen. The topics on discussion are varied: how people are settling in, what interesting things have happened, gossip about the more infamous members of the Chalice...and culture shock, of course. The massive culture shock. And the shouting of attack names: what's with that?
There are refreshments of course. And booze. And cookies.
Matthew chats with a few fellow former Falconers. He really perks up, however, when Trothkin from his former Star show up.
[I figured this would be a good way to develop plot related to all the Clanner shenanigans, as well as explore characters both pc and npc. Anyone who has/is connected somehow to a bondsman, feel free to come over. And everyone else, too. There are cookies.]
[3]
Matthew walks down the hallway, whistling a merry tune.
Then he stumbles midstep, his eyes widening as he realizes the awful truth.
"I...I uttered a contraction in the midst of battle!" He cries out.
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Then a sudden grin stretches across his face.
"I shall have to remedy this."
He turns to face Raynor.
"What do you know of decadent classical music?" He asks.
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I'm not a big classical music fan, but I know some of it, and I have a few disks with it. Chopin, Mozart... Depending how you look at it, all of it can be called decadent.
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"Chow-Pin...Most-art..." He enunciates carefully as he does so.
"And which of these decadent musical composers is louder?" He asks.
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...Just what exactly is crossing your mind right now?
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"I picked up a few skills from my time as a bondsman–"
Not as much as he thinks.
"So I intend to install a set of sonic weapons on my Nova. If I encounter these Shadow Knights, I shall decimate them with the power of Bach!"
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Do you have real sonic weapons? Ones that can damage things with sound alone?
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Cheap amps from the electronic store.
"...they should prove quite effacious!"
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