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Bolt Mage is...Cyman!

Started by Bean Bandit, November 20, 2003, 01:36:06 AM

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Bean Bandit

Sai blinked to physical awareness as he was walking through a busy city street. Around him, people were walking to and fro, conducting business, all amongst a strangely dirty street.

It was oddly dark, and...Wait, that was a pair of sunglasses. Sai looked up.

The buildings themselves were stong looking, but the architeture struck Sai as...impractical. Futuristic, almost like a movie set. Here and there there were some cars...wait, hovering cars?
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Sai blinked a couple times to adjust to the light before stepping out of someone's way.  

Ok.  I've been 'inserted.  But into whom?  His mind was a bit clearer now that he was away from that asshole, Chaos.  The quickest way to determine that, would be finding a mirror.  Or any reflective surface really.  With that in mind, he looked over people's head for any suitable surface.

A store front made of glass across the street made itself  the best choice.  Looking both ways, Sai waited for a car to float by before crossing.  No need to get run over this early in the adventure.  Pushing by a couple people, he looked at his reflection and... Looked again.  Trenchcoat. Check.  Hat. Check.  Glasses. Check. And that face... Bolt Crank, also known as Eatman.  World's best Explorer.

This isn't so bad after all.  And time to give myself a couple jobs.  Number one.  Find Ra-chan.  Number two.  Help Order win.  They might take a bit, but Bolt always finished his jobs.
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

The crowd swarmed around Bolt as he looked at the mirror, most giving the big man a wide berth, with the deference smaller people tend to accord to large men they don't know.

Bolt was more or less undisturbed by anything but his thoughts until a thin girl, probably about fourteen, with a neatly cut head of jaw length, light brown hair ran headlong into him, looking behind her...and bounced off. She fell to the pavement, staring up at Bolt in surprise...then twitched slightlyas an angry rough voice behind her became audible, shouting some disgusting sounding (And probably impossible) curses.

Seeming to give nary a further thought to the man she'd collided with, the girl scrambled to her feet an dove back into the crowd, running like hell...
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Giving a quick look at the girls pursuers, he made his way after her in a leisurely fashion.   She didn't seem to be able to get free of the people chasing her.  Sai decided to let them do all the running after her for now.

For now he had something to had something to figure out first.  Like what kind of equipment he had aviable.   Patting his coat and pockets, he made a mental inventory.  And it wasn't a big one.  Most of it consisted of various nuts and bolts.  Not really surprising considering whose body he now inhabited.

Taking another approach, he cleared his mind and let instinct guide him.  A few second later, he grinned.  A small coin was now in the palm of his hand.  His grin got a bit bigger as he recalled what he sensed in those few seconds.  "As always, Bolt is well equiped.  These should do well for now."
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

After a few moments, the girl's pursuers, a grizzled only man in a mohawk and a leather vest, and pants of the same, and a woman who seemed to be clad entirely in vinyl, dashed past bolt after the girl. Bolt still had no trouble following, though, as the crown heard the ruckus, and had parted for the three of them...
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Raising an appreciative eyebrow at the woman's taste in clothing,  Sai followed, waiting for his opportunity.  I do wonder what the ruckus is about anyways.  A runaway?  A thief?  Or something else?  I guess I'll find out when I catch up.
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

Soon after, Bolt lost sight of the people he was following, with only a vague shouting and the occaisional muffled thump coming from a dirty looking gap between two buildings up ahead. The people passing by the 'alley' looked uncomfortable, but shuffled past, ducking thier heads and looking away.
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Sai quickened his steps.  It wouldn't do for the girl to be hurt.

As soon as he got to the alley, he scanned the area with his eyes.  He noted any other exits, windows, ladders, and hiding places.  If a fight broke out, he wanted to have the advantage of a plan.
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

The buildings hadn't seemed to have been laid out with a city in mind. Bolt could see a door on the wall of either building, but that was it. No fire escapes, or any other such luxuries. At the the end of the alley,  the girl was on the ground again, the thumping apparently having been the girl tripping over durable plastic trash cans. Her two pursuers loomed over her, cracking their knuckles...but they didn't sound right...
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Putting his hands behind him, Cy willed the handgun into his hand and adressed the two 'bullies'.  "Hiya.  Thank you for finding her, I will take it from here.  You two can be on your way."
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

The flesh on Bolt's hand distended and distorted, and with a crackling feeling, the cold metal of a handgun pushed out through his skin and into his waiting fingers.

The two turned to Bolt, their expressions impassive as they regarded the explorer. Their quarry just looked confused.

Suddenly, the larger of the two, the grizzled man in the mohawk spoke, in a voice that Bolt found quite familiar.

"How do, Grumpy! 'Chaos' here, with your own personal invitation to the fight!" The frenetically cheerful voice was entirely at odds with the dour apperance of the brute. "If you survive this, there's a gate to modern day Tokyo waiting in the forest north of the city! See you there...maybe!"

With that, the voice faded, and the giant spoke in it's own intimidating baritone.
QuoteTarget: Bolt Crank.
Assignment:Terminate

With a flexing of the gigantic muscles, the big man's clothes, as well as...his skin? Shredded and fell away, revelaing a gleaming metal humanoid shape...
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Chaos' involvement in this fight was easily dismissed from the mind of Sai as the familiar scene of boomers going into combat mode played out.  "Shit.  Boomers."

Letting the handgun fall to the ground on his side, Sai stepped backwards and towards the corner as he brought his hand up and pulled out the heavier ordinance.  His arm was engulfed by a weapon almost as long as he's tall.  It was loaded with the standard ammo, but even a boomer would have problems with 30mm rounds fired at a high rate.
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

There was a tension in Bolt's arm as the giant weapon seemed to slide out, and just as it finished forming, the boomer lunged.

There was a solid twenty yards between them, yet the boomer was propelled through the distance with terrifying speed, leaving Bolt with seconds to act...
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I love the games I've played here.

CyMage

Bringing his other arm up, Bolt smirked as he sent a little present at the boomer.  "Catch."

Anyone looking into the alley would have been surprised as a small bridge appeared in it.
He's history...play with fire and you get burned."-Magus

And then the mage drew his two handed sword.  "Shit! We're screwed!"

Bean Bandit

OOC: Mwahaha! The combat dice appear! >.>

IC:

Despite having scant seconds to push it out, the bridge erupted from Bolt's arm, just barely in time to slam head on into the boomer. Unready for such a bizarre occurrance, the boomer was caught in midflight, and slammed into the small bridge with devastating force, shattering it and shearing the right arm and leg off of the hapless metal combat machine.

Before it fell, the boomer did open it's mouth to fire off a quick shot, but fortunately, the weak shot went wide, missing Bolt entirely.  

As the dust cleared, the female boomer snarled, and flexed, the 'skin' bursting off it as well, and it rushed to the attack in the wake of the botched attack of it's partner...
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I love the games I've played here.