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testrun_box2012-05-30 08:15 pm
needtobecleaned) wrote in testrun_box2012-05-30 08:15 pm
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For last_free_city but specify if you're running into KOS-MOS or Mary for prompts
(1a)
[A valkyrie. How curious. A woman from ancient mythology on Lost Jerusalem. And she had approached KOS-MOS for assistance. The promise of wealth, power and fame held no interest for the android, but the promise of a universe save from outside threats was enough to convince her. Here on "Midgard" someone might find her walking through streets, checking shops or doing whatever except being friendly or talkative. She's mostly just scanning the area, making a map of the city and finding all of the points that would provide her an advantage to anything that came this way.
She doesn't expect anyone to approach her or speak with her. The crimson eyed android, without a single expression on her face, is rarely approached but by those she knows. Perhaps it's time to change that?]
(1b)
[Mary was confused, very much so, but that was to be expected. It was KOS-MOS's acceptance to come here that had brought her to Midgard. She wasn't the kind of person to fight, she hadn't raised a single sword when she and the Apostles resisted Wilhelm when he had been Emperor. Mary had fought with words and encouragement.
While in control, Mary would work on healing. She had already decided that before now. There were probably few people that would tell her no once they saw KOS-MOS in action. So here she is, walking to meet with other medics and very thankful for the nanomachines in KOS-MOS's body that allowed her to use Ether. And she was more than happy to offer examples of how it worked.]
(2a)
[KOS-MOS was raising her arm, the shape changing into that of a small cannon and firing a blast of energy. Few could ever hope to resist this type of attack unless they were similar to the Testaments. That is but one of the weapons at her disposal as she brings her F-SCYTHE out, using her Transfer System, and slicing it across the chests of approaching enemy.
It was probably one of the most formidable weapons she had at her disposable besides her Phase Transfer cannons. One of many, really.]
(2b)
[Mary hates fighting. Hates it with a passion. Blood spilling, lives ending, voices begging for help, to be spared or to be killed mercifully. It's through mercy that she kills people now, avoiding outright combat. Eyes with a shade of blue to challenge her hair gaze across the battlefield, wanting to cry for all the death all the people being hurt.]
(3a)
[There's a pod-like object where KOS-MOS is living. Big enough to fit an adult inside, with many wires around it providing power and a slight glow to the top of it. Inside, KOS-MOS sleeps. The Angel of Vector as she was once called before T-elos was built and they attempted to scrap her.
Yet now, KOS-MOS is far superior to the darker skinned android. Anyone that approaches with awaken the android.]
(3b)
[Mary didn't like the feeling of being confined in the maintenance bed. Which was why she liked riding the Monocycle so much. It's a freeing feeling, being able to ride so fast and fly through the air. And it's so effortless for her and for KOS-MOS. This was built for them, after all.]
[A valkyrie. How curious. A woman from ancient mythology on Lost Jerusalem. And she had approached KOS-MOS for assistance. The promise of wealth, power and fame held no interest for the android, but the promise of a universe save from outside threats was enough to convince her. Here on "Midgard" someone might find her walking through streets, checking shops or doing whatever except being friendly or talkative. She's mostly just scanning the area, making a map of the city and finding all of the points that would provide her an advantage to anything that came this way.
She doesn't expect anyone to approach her or speak with her. The crimson eyed android, without a single expression on her face, is rarely approached but by those she knows. Perhaps it's time to change that?]
(1b)
[Mary was confused, very much so, but that was to be expected. It was KOS-MOS's acceptance to come here that had brought her to Midgard. She wasn't the kind of person to fight, she hadn't raised a single sword when she and the Apostles resisted Wilhelm when he had been Emperor. Mary had fought with words and encouragement.
While in control, Mary would work on healing. She had already decided that before now. There were probably few people that would tell her no once they saw KOS-MOS in action. So here she is, walking to meet with other medics and very thankful for the nanomachines in KOS-MOS's body that allowed her to use Ether. And she was more than happy to offer examples of how it worked.]
(2a)
[KOS-MOS was raising her arm, the shape changing into that of a small cannon and firing a blast of energy. Few could ever hope to resist this type of attack unless they were similar to the Testaments. That is but one of the weapons at her disposal as she brings her F-SCYTHE out, using her Transfer System, and slicing it across the chests of approaching enemy.
It was probably one of the most formidable weapons she had at her disposable besides her Phase Transfer cannons. One of many, really.]
(2b)
[Mary hates fighting. Hates it with a passion. Blood spilling, lives ending, voices begging for help, to be spared or to be killed mercifully. It's through mercy that she kills people now, avoiding outright combat. Eyes with a shade of blue to challenge her hair gaze across the battlefield, wanting to cry for all the death all the people being hurt.]
(3a)
[There's a pod-like object where KOS-MOS is living. Big enough to fit an adult inside, with many wires around it providing power and a slight glow to the top of it. Inside, KOS-MOS sleeps. The Angel of Vector as she was once called before T-elos was built and they attempted to scrap her.
Yet now, KOS-MOS is far superior to the darker skinned android. Anyone that approaches with awaken the android.]
(3b)
[Mary didn't like the feeling of being confined in the maintenance bed. Which was why she liked riding the Monocycle so much. It's a freeing feeling, being able to ride so fast and fly through the air. And it's so effortless for her and for KOS-MOS. This was built for them, after all.]