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testrun_box2014-01-18 12:47 pm
no99) wrote in testrun_box2014-01-18 12:47 pm
Iconset is a work in progress, but fire away SRWU
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[After a long, desperate battle! Over the course of the grueling fight, Suma was apparently injured quite seriously, but was still laughing all the way to the infirmary, from which she is posting now.]
What a glorious battle! What ruthless foes! What fearless comrades! What a time to be alive!
Never in a thousand years have I enjoyed such a brilliant fight. Hundred to one odds, and yet never did we falter. Takes me back to the old days, when battles were fought with blood and blade. Nearly as good as Thermopylae, tonight was. Perhaps this was how those unyielding Spartans felt as they charged to their deaths!
If you're planning to do this again, I hope you wait until I've had a chance to recover, for I'd hate to be giving anything less than my best for it.
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[Immediately following your character getting some kind of mental, spiritual or physical mid-season upgrade, Suma be hunting you down in person.]
Fight me, right now. With or without your machine, I'll accept either. I want to see what you're capable of now.
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[Night owl prompt! Suma's off in some less-often traveled corner of the ship/base, in the dead of night. Somewhere where you can see the stars.]
[She's sitting cross-legged on the floor, and in front of her appears to be a single lit candle. Her eyes are closed and she's speaks softly and slowly, as if reciting some sort of old ritual.]
Ankhesenamun.
Seth-Peribsen.
Mukarramma.
Aquila.
Diocletianus.
[She half-opens her good eye.]
I do know someone's listening. You're not interrupting much.
[After a long, desperate battle! Over the course of the grueling fight, Suma was apparently injured quite seriously, but was still laughing all the way to the infirmary, from which she is posting now.]
What a glorious battle! What ruthless foes! What fearless comrades! What a time to be alive!
Never in a thousand years have I enjoyed such a brilliant fight. Hundred to one odds, and yet never did we falter. Takes me back to the old days, when battles were fought with blood and blade. Nearly as good as Thermopylae, tonight was. Perhaps this was how those unyielding Spartans felt as they charged to their deaths!
If you're planning to do this again, I hope you wait until I've had a chance to recover, for I'd hate to be giving anything less than my best for it.
-2-
[Immediately following your character getting some kind of mental, spiritual or physical mid-season upgrade, Suma be hunting you down in person.]
Fight me, right now. With or without your machine, I'll accept either. I want to see what you're capable of now.
-3-
[Night owl prompt! Suma's off in some less-often traveled corner of the ship/base, in the dead of night. Somewhere where you can see the stars.]
[She's sitting cross-legged on the floor, and in front of her appears to be a single lit candle. Her eyes are closed and she's speaks softly and slowly, as if reciting some sort of old ritual.]
Ankhesenamun.
Seth-Peribsen.
Mukarramma.
Aquila.
Diocletianus.
[She half-opens her good eye.]
I do know someone's listening. You're not interrupting much.
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Do you mind? I've got a report to make.
[She'll try to edge past the weird cyclops.]
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Don't be like that. I could swear not to use my Art, if it would change your mind.
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Look, I have a job to do, and beating you into a bloody pulp isn't part of it. So can you just leave me alone?
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Why do you want to fight me so bad, anyways?
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I am just a human, though.
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...You can't like, shoot lasers from that one eye, can you?
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[And Jen strikes a combat stance!]