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Post by donald2 on Feb 21, 2009 9:46:05 GMT -5
Alright, this is a quest I have been planning for awhile. It isn't that hard, don't worry. But, what makes this quest unique is...
You are using Gummi Ships! Yes, this entire quest will be ran by piloting a gummi ship. This will involve a lot of strategic maneuvering, and sometimes just sheer bravery. Let me explain the system this quest will be ran on.
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1. All Gummi ships are the same. Color and all that, you can change. But you all have the Highwind V.1. If you receive 15 hits, you lose.
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2. This takes in 3 dimensional space. You can be shot at from above or below, which would require moving horizontally to dodge, or getting shot at from the side which requires vertical movement. It is almost like chess on three planes.
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3. Every post you will be REQUIRED to post the amount of hits your ship receives and their hits left.
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4. You work as a team, and you all have an interconnected radio set to communicate with your teammates.
Now, for the IC!
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You and your other three teammates are lined up in a row in the sea of stars. The endless lights fill the world before you, and yet you don't know why you're here. To fight an enemy, to explore the worlds? It is your choice to make.
[First 4 to post are in the quest.]
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Post by Iris|Kairi on Feb 27, 2009 20:21:41 GMT -5
Along the line was one black and silver version of the Highwind v.1, seemingly having more wires than usual. Lots of colored wires...but they didn't serve a real purpose. Jude was perched in the pilot seat inside, still grumbling a little. On the side of the Highwind has once been something of either a second linked ship or a pod, but it was gone, taking his little sister with it. That crazy sister of his...who knew where she was and what trouble she was causing.
But here Jude was, searching for a nice world to relax on so he could rewire a few things..but he had to get to that world first. That seemed like it may be harder than he expected... He wasn't sure what to expect from the universe outside Hybrid Core.
[hits left: 15]
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Post by Shinn on Mar 1, 2009 18:27:48 GMT -5
Shadow hadn't used a Lv.1 Highwind model ship in quite sometime since he received his Lv.8 Highwind model. The colors of this borrowed ship were too bright and orange compared to his all black Gummi Ship. But since that fight he wouldn't be able to fly his ship until the repairs were done so he had no room to complain. This model didn't even have the teeny ships equipped to it let alone the more faster and precise agile capabilities that his custom model had. But this would have to do for now.
Shadow sat in the cockpit of the ship with his head rested on his hand staring out int the emptiness of space seemingly bored at the moment. He had joined a group of three other pilots who were also piloting Lv.1 Highwind ships as well. He wasn't sure what the reasons they were here for. He was just using this ship as a temporary vessel until his real ship was fixed. But he ended up traveling with these other three people whom he didn't even know and they were all going to the same place. Where it was he didn't know, he just knew that when he got there his ship would be fixed by then so that was something to look forward to.
[#of hits left 15]
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Post by Heroic Bilby on Mar 14, 2009 11:59:35 GMT -5
"So, any ladies in this little group?"came a voice over the radio. Isaac Connolly's Port Royal accent shone through as he spoke, sounding genuinely interested in the answer to his question. The inter-world "merchant" was reclining back in his pilot's seat with both feet up on the controls of his blue-coloured ship. The right foot rested on the steering controls and was actually adjusting them as needed to stay on course. His hands were too busy resting behind his head.
"I hear there've been pirates in the area lately so we'd all best stick together for a while longer, eh?"
Kristoph chuckled to himself at his personal jest, but only once he'd switched the radio off.
[ 15 HP ]
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Post by lysander on Mar 14, 2009 12:09:36 GMT -5
[I'munna jump in on this if nobody minds.]
Lysander sat behind the the metaphorical wheel of the Lvl.1 Highwind, the legendary gummiship that started it all. To simply explain the events that had transpired in this unlikely story would be impossible, and yet somehow he had found himself in the midst of yet another glory-seeking adventure. If he continued on this regular pace, he would surely be known throughout all the worlds for his bravery, his cunning, and most of all, his beautiful hair.
"I see somebody's looking forward to some interstellar communication..."[/color] A voice crackled across the radio, chuckling accordingly with the jest at Kristoph's expense. Shutting off the radio, he cracked his neck, hoping for a decent time out here among the space rock. If what the voice that had been first to speak had been telling the truth about pirates Lysander was really looking forward to this. Nothing like a good fight for the sake of the group to get your name passed around.[/size]
[15 HP]
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Post by donald2 on Mar 14, 2009 20:00:25 GMT -5
[Green = Good Health
Orange = Medium Health
Red = Danger]
Suddenly, 4 Nobody ships come from in front of you. Two of them are orange and shaped like a cannon. The other two are strangely formed like a bomb...
The first canon-ship stopped a ways off from the line, and took two shots towards Shadow and Lysander.
The second canon-ship shot off two projectiles toward Issac.
And the two bomb-like enemies headed straight for Jude...
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Post by Shinn on Mar 15, 2009 1:27:49 GMT -5
Shadow had chosen to keep the volume of his communicator at a very low tone as well as turn off his speaker. Instead he brought out a mp3 player and a cable. After fiddling around for a second his speakers began to play a somber piano and violin duet. It was just to put in something else that would be more pleasing to his ears.
Shadow was now just waiting for the random appearance of enemy ships that seemed to always fly around nearby worlds like flies hovering around a light bulb.
And just as he expected here came some unwanted guests. He disliked how even though there were so many worlds out there to bother, these things had to appear even in space. Letting out a sigh of discontent for having to get into combat already, Shadow grabbed the controls and brought it down. This made the Highwind ship fly up in order to avoid the enemy fire. Once he had flown a safe distance up, he took aim and began firing at the enemy ship that was shaped like a cannon.
[# of hits left 15]
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Post by lysander on Mar 15, 2009 22:27:39 GMT -5
Lysander had been getting fidgety, with all this flying and no shooting. He even went so far as to compose a full symphonic score aptly named "Floating alone in space with three strangers, doing nothing but waiting for pirates in D Major". Sure he wasn't that bored; suffice it to say, he was waiting for excitement and had thus far been severely disappointed. After all, one of the few things that not too many people knew about Lysander was that he was a gummi ship extraordinaire. Simply because flying around in space and fighting off hordes of monsters was of equivalent coolness to fancy gun play.
That was when the nobodies showed up and Lysander spurred himself into action. Nosing himself downward sharply to avoid the initial shot by the cannon nobody that Shadow was firing at. He flicked a switch several times and the engine on one side of the gummiship to flicker several times before coming back into consistency. This caused the ship to roll sharply to the side under Isaac for only a moment until he was under Shadow. He began to fire a volley of shots off at one of the bombs aimed at Jude. His voice cut across the radio. "I'll get one of those bombs. You get the other. Sound fair?"[/color][/size]
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Post by Iris|Kairi on Mar 17, 2009 0:05:50 GMT -5
"Great. I get the bomb....thingies..." Jude's masculine voice crackled over the communications to the other two more outgoing of the group. His first time off his world and without his sister, he just had to run into trouble while in his ship that seemed....more mass produced than he thought it would be.
In his rush to grab the controls and move out of the way, he of course got tangled in a ball of wires that seemed to have extended from his hip area to wrap around said controls. "CRAP!" he fought them, the colors flying everywhere as he feverishly tried to untangle them, his poor ship shaking every which way. It also probably looked like he was having a fit to the other teammates as well. Goody.
"Augh!" Finally he ripped them free, grabbed the steering mechanism and shoved it in, taking a steep dive out of the way. Looping around and ending up behind them, he fired off some shots at them, figuring he was far enough away to avoid the blast should his attack detonate them.
[15 HP/ hits left]
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Post by Heroic Bilby on Mar 17, 2009 0:24:18 GMT -5
"Why, I remember one time flying past that Hollow Garden place when a Gummi Ship the size of a Navy battleship came out of warp with the Jolly Roger painted on its sides. Next thing you know the thing is-BOOM-what-BOOM-the!?"
Isaac, having been looking at the ceiling with his eyes closed and steering the ship with his feet, had completely not noticed the arrival of the enemies. he now had his feet up on his chair while the Captain's back and buttocks got acquainted with the floor of the Highwind's interior.
Being a Gummi Pilot by trade Isaac was back at the controls a lot faster than most would have been, and two shots to match the ones dealt to him were fired directly at the canon ahead so fast it was as if the gun controls were more important to him than the steering wheel. He was about to say something on the radio when he saw the others on his radar already taking evasive actions and countering. His expression turned sour and his sarcastic tone to follow on the radio matched as he spoke while finally taking the wheel and preparing for the next wave.
"You know, someone could have... I don't know... said somethin' when they saw enemy ships appear. Before they started firing at us and all. Like... Look out, enemy ships! Or... Enemy ships! Get ready!"
My he was the chatty type.
[13 HP]
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Post by donald2 on Mar 17, 2009 16:07:27 GMT -5
As Jude battled with his wiring, he would fail to notice that the left engine of his ship shorted out due to him breaking a small red wire. Luckily, all good ship-men carry some electrical tape to mend such issues. Of course, even if Jude had tape, it would take some time to mend the flowing electricity...
But, it seemed Lysander was giving his partner a good time to do this. Both of the Bomb Ships were sent off spinning away from the pilot, though it seemed they were slowly gaining thrust.
Reaction: Jude!- Fix the wiring [1 post duration]
- Attempt to fly without the left engine
However, Shadow did not seem to be as accurate. The first canon ship dodged the projectiles, being much more agile than it's bomb ship counterpart. The orange ship make a streak through the air as it zoomed towards the oddly-named pilot, firing off three shots. The red laser-spheres seemed to slowly grown in size as they approached the ship...
But, what of Issac? The other canon ship was nowhere to be seen, until one heavy shot shook the ship (No damage taken). The canon ship was below the pirate, beginning to glow white in the barrel as it powered up for a stronger shop.
Reaction: Issac! - Get out of the way and let Lysander take the hit
- Attempt to disable the enemy
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Post by Heroic Bilby on Mar 18, 2009 16:31:12 GMT -5
[Get the heck out of the way!]
Isaac's ship would shift off to the side in a hurry using its pilot's experienced skills before spinning in place while simultaneously dropping down. If the enemy was firing a charged shot then it probably would be a little occupied for a moment. Long enough to land some point-blank shots, perhaps? Isaac would just keep firing as long as he could.
[13 HP]
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Post by Iris|Kairi on Mar 21, 2009 17:06:23 GMT -5
[Fix the dang wiring!]
How Jude got his own bodily wires tangled with the wires of the ship he will never know, but now he knew better than to be so reckless. That's what he got for being technologically deficient though. If his body hadn't rejected the normal cybernetics when he was little, he wouldn't be fighting these contrary stupid adaptation wires that now seemed to like getting freaking tangled with the gummi wires.
Watching the signal warning him about the left engine, he dove down while grabbing the tape, quickly locating the fallen wire and starting in to fix it. "Please...please don't let me get blown up.."
[15HP]
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Post by Shinn on Mar 22, 2009 14:38:52 GMT -5
Looks like the enemy ship was no pushover. It managed to evade him and was now flying towards his Gummi Ship. Reacting quickly, Shadow steered his ship as far right as he could in order to avoid being hit by the growing red spheres. While he was moving his ship he began firing once more in order to try and stop the spheres from hitting his ship. Whether or not this would work was up to fate itself. He continued firing attempting to hit the ship as well.
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Post by lysander on Mar 23, 2009 12:58:11 GMT -5
Lysander smirked as the bomb ships were easily destroyed under the unrivaled, almighty power of his expert shooting. "A simple thank you would be great." He offered to Jude, who's ass he had most definitely saved. His ship swiveled in place when out of the corner of his eye he saw Shadow singlehandedly fighting off a rather feisty cannon ship. He retargeted on that cannon ship, and began to fire in hopes that he would provide enough crossfire for Shadow to take it down. That's when he realized something. He didn't know where the other guy was. Not above... Not left, nor right... Down?
Lysander checked downwards only just in time to see Isaac dodge to the side, revealing the glowing barrel of the cannon. "Oh shi-!"[/color] The cowboy was unable to finish his well placed expletive due to the charged shot knocking his ship up and back. He scrambled to regain control of the craft, gritting his teeth in frustration.[/size]
[13HP]
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao