You know, I remember thinking to myself, "I need something with a suppressor." So, it's sitting in my holster hanging off the chair. Hopefully Kenny will quit yapping at me about it now.
Ok, so we finally got on our way. Well, after some time for a breather, which was highly entertaining. Even if nothing comes of it, I can see that being proper friends with Cindy will never get dull. And a fair note, I can probably taunt her into doing anything incredibly hilarious if I push the right buttons. Before we took off, I got a free strip show(and a date, apperantly!). Pity I doubt any of the others are as easy to poke.
In any case, we made our way down through the tunnels. Apperantly there were troll saboteurs running around, as for a while, everybody but me kept getting pelted by falling rocks and the like. About mid-way down, I used...well, I still don't have a proper name for it, but just something I knew how to do suddenly, to bar the way against thralls coming from behind. Everybody seemed to think it was pretty cool too, so, bonus. I'll have to remember this trick next time I need to screw with someone's head, I can already see the great potential in pranks.
Anyhow, we got into a little fight on the way down. We caught up to the trolls who'd been screwing with us. Hal basicly punched one's head off, and Cindy put her axe through the second. Lexi, though, talked the last into showing us the way out. Reminder: Be careful around that girl. And keep an eye out for her too, she's going to get herself shanked or tossed off the Tower of Orthanc if she's not careful. We didn't run into much on the way down except a big-assed chamber with, which shouldn't be a surprise by now, eh? A dragon. Honest-to-god dragon. Lexi tried to send the little troll back home...then it said no, it loved her, Lexi was going to stay, and if she didn't he'd wake the dragon and get us eaten. Charming little fuck.
Lexi and Andrew wanted to just let him go. Hal and the Director both seemed to be of the mind that we needed to make our decision, quickly. Kennedy, I think, just wanted Lexi to choose. Me and Cindy wanted to put the little rat out of his misery. Too dangerous to let go, and we couldn't take him with us. We argued, and Cindy eventually decided to just take a swing at the damned thing. Lexi did...hell, something to stagger her back. Everything ended up....ok, this time, but next time Lexi decides something needs to be done, she's probably going to try the same thing, and we probably won't have time for her hippie bullshit. I know I just said we need to watch out for her, and that's true, she is a friend, and she is part of the unit, but her being this damned naive about how the world works, especially one with beasts actively out to destroy the planet, is going to get one of us killed someday, and that will be on her head.
I'm getting way too serious. I'm going to go fuck up some people on Call of Duty and relax. I'll finish the story later.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Earth-Shattering Kaboom
Well, that worked.
The exploding doomtruck bit, at least. Did a real number on the clearing, and we had moved down to clean house. We picked off a few of the thralls when a slight problem came up. A bunch of bombs that -didn't- explode were about to catch fire. Yeah, it worked out just as well as you could expect. Hal got Kenny and Lexi clear...leaving me and Cindy to get exploded. But Cindy's a tough gal and survived with just her clothes being vaporized, pretty much giving everyone there and eyeful. Hal pulled the same stunt shielding Kenny and Lexi. We lost track of Andrew at that point, but more on that later. That damn bomb torched my favorite flannel shirt. Didn't do much to the body armor I snagged from headquarters, at least...and what cover there was managed to keep at least part of my pants intact. My boots were a lost cause too, though. So here I am, in kevlar and Daisy Dukes. Charming, isn't it?
We didn't really have much time to lose after gathering up who we could, so we all ended up hitching a ride on Hal. I was quite willing to simply wait a few extra moments, but Cindy ended up grabbing me and hauling me along for the ride. Of course, as I have a reputation to uphold, I threatened to murder her if she dropped me.
Strangely, the bad guys didn't really have much in the way of people, or at least seemed that way after we went in and found the gate. It was being guarded in this huge as hell feast hall by a quartet of giants and some dude with goofy skin who seemed to be in charge. He didn't last long...Hal charged in to avenge the loss of the Boy Band...and, hell, I'm not just going to sit around and let my friends do all the fighting, even if they're shmucks sometimes. So, I fired off a shot. It didn't do much but get him looking at me, right before the Hal Express slammed into him and pretty much punched his head off.
Lexi was again doing her thing, too, and her and Hal's display pretty much convinced the giants to run off. We got the gate disabled(Andrew showed up around now, too), and some Valkyries are apperantly holding the main gate for us...for now. Guess the reinforcements were a ways off and are coming back. I really wish I had brought some extra firepower. Like, I don't know, an E-web Blaster or a hypervelocity missile launcher. It sounds like there's -alot- of pissed off giants and thralls swarming the place, and all I've got is this pea shooter. Might have to start a little side project to arm myself properly. Guess it's time to see if I can build a bolter gun or something.
Assuming I survive long enough to get back to base. Eh, details.
The exploding doomtruck bit, at least. Did a real number on the clearing, and we had moved down to clean house. We picked off a few of the thralls when a slight problem came up. A bunch of bombs that -didn't- explode were about to catch fire. Yeah, it worked out just as well as you could expect. Hal got Kenny and Lexi clear...leaving me and Cindy to get exploded. But Cindy's a tough gal and survived with just her clothes being vaporized, pretty much giving everyone there and eyeful. Hal pulled the same stunt shielding Kenny and Lexi. We lost track of Andrew at that point, but more on that later. That damn bomb torched my favorite flannel shirt. Didn't do much to the body armor I snagged from headquarters, at least...and what cover there was managed to keep at least part of my pants intact. My boots were a lost cause too, though. So here I am, in kevlar and Daisy Dukes. Charming, isn't it?
We didn't really have much time to lose after gathering up who we could, so we all ended up hitching a ride on Hal. I was quite willing to simply wait a few extra moments, but Cindy ended up grabbing me and hauling me along for the ride. Of course, as I have a reputation to uphold, I threatened to murder her if she dropped me.
Strangely, the bad guys didn't really have much in the way of people, or at least seemed that way after we went in and found the gate. It was being guarded in this huge as hell feast hall by a quartet of giants and some dude with goofy skin who seemed to be in charge. He didn't last long...Hal charged in to avenge the loss of the Boy Band...and, hell, I'm not just going to sit around and let my friends do all the fighting, even if they're shmucks sometimes. So, I fired off a shot. It didn't do much but get him looking at me, right before the Hal Express slammed into him and pretty much punched his head off.
Lexi was again doing her thing, too, and her and Hal's display pretty much convinced the giants to run off. We got the gate disabled(Andrew showed up around now, too), and some Valkyries are apperantly holding the main gate for us...for now. Guess the reinforcements were a ways off and are coming back. I really wish I had brought some extra firepower. Like, I don't know, an E-web Blaster or a hypervelocity missile launcher. It sounds like there's -alot- of pissed off giants and thralls swarming the place, and all I've got is this pea shooter. Might have to start a little side project to arm myself properly. Guess it's time to see if I can build a bolter gun or something.
Assuming I survive long enough to get back to base. Eh, details.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
I Hate Mountains
So.
The bad guys tried a colony drop on us. That town is just plain -gone-, and I nearly got flattened by the debris. This is why Andrew should have let me have the forms, I would've gotten us -faster- vehicles.
All in all, it could have gone worse, I guess. The Boy Band seemed to have got crunched, but Hal didn't seem too worried. Something about a huge-ass party bringing them back to life. Maybe this guy has the right idea after all. And got to test that little widget I picked up after getting pelted in the back of the head by a paintball. It's effectively an IR/nightvision setup. Might be able to tweak it a bit, I'll have to do some studying on proper electronics.
We figured out where the gate we're looking for is, too. It's guarded by Frost Giants and a bunch of mooks, though. But, however, we do have a plan. Right now, the others are rigging up one of the surviving trucks with explosives liberated from some of the other mining camps. This part is gonna be cool. I really need to pick up some demolitions manuals too...maybe Kenny has something. I'll talk to her when we're not in this god-forsaken state.
Looks like we're almost ready to go. Gonna upload this thing to the MIST folk soon as the mission's done. Think I'll kill the rest of the time by loading up Ultima 7. I wonder if I can talk MIST into giving me a sword that will kill whoever I tell it to with magical powers.
The bad guys tried a colony drop on us. That town is just plain -gone-, and I nearly got flattened by the debris. This is why Andrew should have let me have the forms, I would've gotten us -faster- vehicles.
All in all, it could have gone worse, I guess. The Boy Band seemed to have got crunched, but Hal didn't seem too worried. Something about a huge-ass party bringing them back to life. Maybe this guy has the right idea after all. And got to test that little widget I picked up after getting pelted in the back of the head by a paintball. It's effectively an IR/nightvision setup. Might be able to tweak it a bit, I'll have to do some studying on proper electronics.
We figured out where the gate we're looking for is, too. It's guarded by Frost Giants and a bunch of mooks, though. But, however, we do have a plan. Right now, the others are rigging up one of the surviving trucks with explosives liberated from some of the other mining camps. This part is gonna be cool. I really need to pick up some demolitions manuals too...maybe Kenny has something. I'll talk to her when we're not in this god-forsaken state.
Looks like we're almost ready to go. Gonna upload this thing to the MIST folk soon as the mission's done. Think I'll kill the rest of the time by loading up Ultima 7. I wonder if I can talk MIST into giving me a sword that will kill whoever I tell it to with magical powers.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
That was charming
Ugh, that sucked. Went back into the building. At least I got the chance to try and pop the locks, except the damn door was already open. Maybe I ought to start breaking into the armory for some form of challenge. Cindy tried to kick the door open though. That's about -50 'I have a brain' points right there. Which just got proved later on. But anyway! We found a way down into the tunnels. We all piled down after I got the rope secured to a piece of support beam that wasn't rotted or rusted through. It was Kenny's rope, so I guess she gets some credit too.
Down in the tunnel, we didn't even get that far. We got rushed by some big fragging monster, the other later said it was the one in charge, at least locally. Cindy, having no common sense, decided to charge the goddamn thing and damn near got her face ripped off for her trouble. The rest of us(aside from Lexi, who played some kind of kickass battle tune on that sax of hers), you know, the ones with some -sense-, and god, I can't believe I'm including -Hal- and the goon squad in that, opened up on the big critter and damn near vaporized it. The little pseudo-zombie fucks swarmed in from behind it, but they weren't much of an issue too. With a little help from Andrew, I managed to keep Cindy from bleeding to death. At that point, we needed to evacuate. Both for Cindy, and for Lexi, who got knocked around by the little critters, plus the fact that the big jackass ripped open one of the water pipes. Lexi wasn't hurt too bad, at least.
Called in the medevac chopper and plopped down to distract myself while the others talked things over/did some kind of voodoo to figure out what else was up. Apperantly that big fucker was a 'wendigo', and Kenny had brought it's frozen heart along with her. Found out later that to properly keep the goddamn monster dead, we all had to drink it's boiled heart. That was...interesting, and that's all I'll say about -that-. Except I do feel a bit smarter. Faster, maybe, I Dunno. It's...weird. Anyhow. Andrew also dropped some bad news on us about the whole situation being worse then we thought. Alot more tunnels and bad guys, apperantly. Yay, I get to spend more time in the frozen North. Where's my floating magic city?
That little cocktard I've been being stalked by had a message waiting for me the moment I opened up the laptop. Our usual back and forth insults followed, along with a particularly good one I got in about his mom being a 5-cent hooker and him being mad he got overcharged. Heh, that was awesome. He made some snark-ass comment about if I'd say that to his face. Crazy fuckin' thing next. Jackass typed perfectly clearly for once instead of his usual l33t-tard shit, right before something smacked into the back of my head. Little fucker hit me with a paintball with these awesome little Horde symbols in it. At least he admits which faction is better. Threatened to beat him to death with his own femur and asked Kenny to sweep the area behind me with that rifle of hers. Apperantly she spotted someone, but didn't have time to shoot. The little asshole left a calling card though of sorts, some sort of greek helmet. After I went out to grab it, it just...changed into that awesome eyepatch/IR scope/radar gadget from MGS4. I guess the prick isn't as much of a jerkass as I thought. Maybe I'll let him actually win a round for once. ....nah, fuck that noise. Gonna be interesting to see if this new ability to type properly continues.
And, y'know, Cindy isn't too bad. Good sense of humor, at least, even if she's a bit brainless about her attack methods....oh, fuckin' A. Now the Director is bitching about me blogging during a briefing. Can't a girl get a goddamn break these days? This is important shit, she's just yammering on about Jotunheim or something. I'll read the goddamn quest text lady, just lemme alone.
Down in the tunnel, we didn't even get that far. We got rushed by some big fragging monster, the other later said it was the one in charge, at least locally. Cindy, having no common sense, decided to charge the goddamn thing and damn near got her face ripped off for her trouble. The rest of us(aside from Lexi, who played some kind of kickass battle tune on that sax of hers), you know, the ones with some -sense-, and god, I can't believe I'm including -Hal- and the goon squad in that, opened up on the big critter and damn near vaporized it. The little pseudo-zombie fucks swarmed in from behind it, but they weren't much of an issue too. With a little help from Andrew, I managed to keep Cindy from bleeding to death. At that point, we needed to evacuate. Both for Cindy, and for Lexi, who got knocked around by the little critters, plus the fact that the big jackass ripped open one of the water pipes. Lexi wasn't hurt too bad, at least.
Called in the medevac chopper and plopped down to distract myself while the others talked things over/did some kind of voodoo to figure out what else was up. Apperantly that big fucker was a 'wendigo', and Kenny had brought it's frozen heart along with her. Found out later that to properly keep the goddamn monster dead, we all had to drink it's boiled heart. That was...interesting, and that's all I'll say about -that-. Except I do feel a bit smarter. Faster, maybe, I Dunno. It's...weird. Anyhow. Andrew also dropped some bad news on us about the whole situation being worse then we thought. Alot more tunnels and bad guys, apperantly. Yay, I get to spend more time in the frozen North. Where's my floating magic city?
That little cocktard I've been being stalked by had a message waiting for me the moment I opened up the laptop. Our usual back and forth insults followed, along with a particularly good one I got in about his mom being a 5-cent hooker and him being mad he got overcharged. Heh, that was awesome. He made some snark-ass comment about if I'd say that to his face. Crazy fuckin' thing next. Jackass typed perfectly clearly for once instead of his usual l33t-tard shit, right before something smacked into the back of my head. Little fucker hit me with a paintball with these awesome little Horde symbols in it. At least he admits which faction is better. Threatened to beat him to death with his own femur and asked Kenny to sweep the area behind me with that rifle of hers. Apperantly she spotted someone, but didn't have time to shoot. The little asshole left a calling card though of sorts, some sort of greek helmet. After I went out to grab it, it just...changed into that awesome eyepatch/IR scope/radar gadget from MGS4. I guess the prick isn't as much of a jerkass as I thought. Maybe I'll let him actually win a round for once. ....nah, fuck that noise. Gonna be interesting to see if this new ability to type properly continues.
And, y'know, Cindy isn't too bad. Good sense of humor, at least, even if she's a bit brainless about her attack methods....oh, fuckin' A. Now the Director is bitching about me blogging during a briefing. Can't a girl get a goddamn break these days? This is important shit, she's just yammering on about Jotunheim or something. I'll read the goddamn quest text lady, just lemme alone.
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