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istheindustry) wrote2012-11-25 08:01 pm
istheindustry) wrote2012-11-25 08:01 pm
00?. [Action/Fourth Wall!]
[So it seems this place isn't all bad after all.
Admittedly, Reaver could have done without the sudden teleportation whatnot - it wasn't really any more confusing than the Cullis Gates, except for the part where he's pretty sure there wasn't one in Ecruteak City, last he checked, so that was mildly disconcerting; at the same time, if this place was going to exchange a few moments of confusion for allowing him his weaponry...well, he certainly wasn't going to complain about that! And because this is Reaver and he's never been the altogether sane sort, he could even take pleasure in the fact that this place brought him a...ah, friend from back home, seemingly for the sake of assisting him in reacquainting himself with his Dragonstompers.
...and by "friend" I mean "massive troll." Same thing, right?
So! He is currently on one of the routes and in the process of trickshotting a tremendous monster to death with nothing but a massive pistol, as killing these things involves a fun game of "shoot those glowing things, because nature clearly wants this entire species to die and so gave them all neon nerve clusters." It seems his Marowak has decided that he's not allowed to have all the fun; Belle-Marie is managing to do pretty much the only thing he's thoroughly approved of since he hatched her and using Fling on the damn thing once in a while. Either way, from the sound of it he's having a glorious time, and his precision is clearly not suffering any from the time he's been separated from his guns; from the look of it, despite the fact that he is still dressed in a manner that is Steampunk As Hell, he's not exactly a stranger to adventuring and/or doing things that are suicidally dangerous - he's not...entirely sure why this place saw fit to return the Inquisitor to him as well, but again, that isn't something he's going to complain about, and he'd just kind of shrugged and strapped it on fairly haphazardly, and then off he went. Perhaps this place actually has some idea of how Heroes work and didn't want to deviate from the standard ranged + melee combination, who knows. And perhaps more importantly, who cares?
Either way, you're more than welcome to join the troll party or just let him and Belle-Marie take it down - he'll surely be talking at anyone who'll listen afterwards, because clearly this place isn't quite as Skorm-blessed as he'd thought at first.]
Admittedly, Reaver could have done without the sudden teleportation whatnot - it wasn't really any more confusing than the Cullis Gates, except for the part where he's pretty sure there wasn't one in Ecruteak City, last he checked, so that was mildly disconcerting; at the same time, if this place was going to exchange a few moments of confusion for allowing him his weaponry...well, he certainly wasn't going to complain about that! And because this is Reaver and he's never been the altogether sane sort, he could even take pleasure in the fact that this place brought him a...ah, friend from back home, seemingly for the sake of assisting him in reacquainting himself with his Dragonstompers.
...and by "friend" I mean "massive troll." Same thing, right?
So! He is currently on one of the routes and in the process of trickshotting a tremendous monster to death with nothing but a massive pistol, as killing these things involves a fun game of "shoot those glowing things, because nature clearly wants this entire species to die and so gave them all neon nerve clusters." It seems his Marowak has decided that he's not allowed to have all the fun; Belle-Marie is managing to do pretty much the only thing he's thoroughly approved of since he hatched her and using Fling on the damn thing once in a while. Either way, from the sound of it he's having a glorious time, and his precision is clearly not suffering any from the time he's been separated from his guns; from the look of it, despite the fact that he is still dressed in a manner that is Steampunk As Hell, he's not exactly a stranger to adventuring and/or doing things that are suicidally dangerous - he's not...entirely sure why this place saw fit to return the Inquisitor to him as well, but again, that isn't something he's going to complain about, and he'd just kind of shrugged and strapped it on fairly haphazardly, and then off he went. Perhaps this place actually has some idea of how Heroes work and didn't want to deviate from the standard ranged + melee combination, who knows. And perhaps more importantly, who cares?
Either way, you're more than welcome to join the troll party or just let him and Belle-Marie take it down - he'll surely be talking at anyone who'll listen afterwards, because clearly this place isn't quite as Skorm-blessed as he'd thought at first.]