OOC: Their sigil is in honor of Glacies and his death. No other ideas really, and I thought it was cool. A mask of Mutation, or a Tryna would have just looked creepy.
OOC: Plus it's appropriate, Hau is the mask of Shielding. The Vanguard represents a protective force. So, yeah.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Post by We Are Vashari on Mar 5, 2017 21:11:44 GMT -6
OOC: I'm so antsy. I want to get to the moon boss.
Last Edit: Mar 5, 2017 21:12:49 GMT -6 by We Are Vashari
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Posts: 8,250 Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
OOC: I'm so antsy. I want to get to the moon boss.
. If you want to go that fast, you better have plans for Vezon, or we'll all end up going inactive. XD
OOC: Want Vezon to meet your bandit dudes? Caybluk? Solar base isn't doing anything till later.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Ticeli stands up from the display he'd been viewing. "Well, time for final checks on the Kogaru. Want to give me a goodbye hug?"
Syreio hums distractedly. "What? Ugh, no. Just leave already."
"I'll miss you too." Ticeli turns and walks from the room. The various techs in the hallway ignore him for the most part as he makes his way out of the structure. He squints as he walks into the harsh Waste sunlight. His vision adjusts as he walks, and he fixes his gaze on his destination: the ship. "Finally, I built something that won't get stolen and be used to threaten people," he mutters under his breath. "Right Kogaru? You're going to be a good little spaceship and not blow up mid-flight?" He pats the ship's hull as he enters, and begins checking various systems.
Vashari leaned in to Sansod and Malvo. "We should wrap this up. The team should be in the air while there's still light."
Sansod nods as he comes back to his chair on the stage. "I still think doing it at night would've been more impressive," he mutters, "but it's space--what's there to complain about?"
OOC: What's there to complain about? Hmmm... Where do I begin? Black holes, limited food and water supply, isolation from the rest of society, unknown lifeforms that might be dangerous, radiation, asteroids that can destroy your ship, cosmic cabin fever, the revelation that space is truly infinite, and that no matter how far you go, you will never reach the end. You are unbelievably small, you will never matter. Whatever horrific way you die, you will die alone, you will die unimportant. Forgotten. No matter how loud you scream into the abyss, no one will hear you, and no one will care.
Lync rests comfortably on one of the benches in her Matori disguise, sleepily watching the Wastes roll by.
OOC: *coughVo-Zyacough*
An Ko Agori pushes along a cart down the isle offering water and snacks for the passengers.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
An Ko Agori pushes along a cart down the isle offering water and snacks for the passengers.
Lync politely takes a water and sips it as she watches the desert slide by.
As the Wastes go by, Lync sees the flash of a strange silver and black Skakdi. It only lasts for a second, but it was clear.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Lync politely takes a water and sips it as she watches the desert slide by.
As the Wastes go by, Lync sees the flash of a strange silver and black Skakdi. It only lasts for a second, but it was clear.
She hums in thought. It reminds her of rumors she's been hearing, of a new force building up far out in the Wastes. It's not Storm Company, that much she's sure of, but no one is clear what's really going on.
IC: A dark shape coalesces on the roof of a building near Vavo, and bounds over to another roof, stalking the Toa as covertly as it can. The sun, still high in the sky, would normally make the follower obvious and apparent, but the darkness itself dims, until the figure is almost imperceptible. It leaps across to another roof, pausing for a moment to look back near the direction of Xia's 2. For a moment, the being stares off, and then turns, continuing to follow Vavo.
Posts: 8,250 Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
Posts: 8,250 Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
Sansod nods as he comes back to his chair on the stage. "I still think doing it at night would've been more impressive," he mutters, "but it's space--what's there to complain about?"
OOC: What's there to complain about? Hmmm... Where do I begin? Black holes, limited food and water supply, isolation from the rest of society, unknown lifeforms that might be dangerous, radiation, asteroids that can destroy your ship, cosmic cabin fever, the revelation that space is truly infinite, and that no matter how far you go, you will never reach the end. You are unbelievably small, you will never matter. Whatever horrific way you die, you will die alone, you will die unimportant. Forgotten. No matter how loud you scream into the abyss, no one will hear you, and no one will care.
You truly are worthless.
But hey, those are only a few things.
And your point is...?
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
Lync politely takes a water and sips it as she watches the desert slide by.
IC (Train): The engineer, if they're paying attention, might see a body tied to the railway.
Lync is thrown forward as the train abruptly brakes. Passengers whisper in confusion as it comes screeching to a halt. The Toa in disguise pulls herself back up, glancing out the window.
Posts: 8,250 Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
IC (Train): The engineer, if they're paying attention, might see a body tied to the railway.
Lync is thrown forward as the train abruptly brakes. Passengers whisper in confusion as it comes screeching to a halt. The Toa in disguise pulls herself back up, glancing out the window.
OOC: Works every time. Most of the time.
IC (Train): The sand by the engine shifts as a Vorox rises from it. Chuckling, it quickly goes to whatever is joining the front and/or fuel car to the rest of the train, grabbing the release mechanism. It screeches horribly, and somewhere in the distance, another screech is heard. Then a pounding of many heavy creatures, approaching fast.
OOC: I give you thirty seconds at most.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
Lync is thrown forward as the train abruptly brakes. Passengers whisper in confusion as it comes screeching to a halt. The Toa in disguise pulls herself back up, glancing out the window.
OOC: Works every time. Most of the time.
IC (Train): The sand by the engine shifts as a Vorox rises from it. Chuckling, it quickly goes to whatever is joining the front and/or fuel car to the rest of the train, grabbing the release mechanism. It screeches horribly, and somewhere in the distance, another screech is heard. Then a pounding of many heavy creatures, approaching fast.
OOC: I give you thirty seconds at most.
OOC: She'll do it in twenty.
Lync's heart stops, and a curse from some ancient tongue escapes from behind her mask. Others turn and look, murmurs turning to expressions of shock. I need a plan.
DEFINETLY sooOOOO ANGRY! MORE BLAARRRGG!
