RP: The World of Skarr.   Posted by The Arbiter.Group: 0
The Arbiter
 GM, 66 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Tue 4 Aug 2015
at 00:16
RP: The World of Skarr
Skarr a broken and damaged world. In the depths of The Cragged Surface there lays a tower, a piece of order among the chaos of the world, the Spire Tower. Hidden from easy view by laying on the side of a minor volcano, this Blackstone Tower is quickly mistaken as a line of smoke or ash at extreme distances. With the terrain all around it quickly collapsing into dangerous ravines, huge sinkholes, pools of oozing sulfuric water, and the occasional glass bubble just ready to burst with molten silicon, it is no wonder than no one has ever ventured too close. At least not anyone sane enough to believed!

The Spire Tower itself is a thing of celestial beauty, it's base is quite round, large, and perfectly cylindrical going up for a few large stories before it curve inward in an inverse parabola, starting to get thin fast before getting thinner slower as it rises. At the very top, with it's sheet height it beings to look sharper than any nettle could pierce.

The Cragged Surface stretches off in every direction. To the south huge teeth of rocks shoot outward, upward, and sideways out of the ground creating splintered acute angled cliffs. These teeth mountains rise and fall with the breathing of the tectonic mechanisms of the planet. To the north the Surface becomes almost marshy... if you can call boiling acidic swamps a "marsh". Here, bravely, stupidly, naturally, small pockets of Horde Creep have taken over. What looks like mosses and slime covering a small crater is actually the beginning life-cycle of the superorganism. To the west, the side of the volcano the Spire is on, the lava flows down into a miniature sea of bubbling boiling lava. This sea continues for some ways, but not beyond sight. At the end of this sea, the Cragged Surface ends, and silicon desert begins. To the east, on the opposite side of the volcano of the Tower the lands become a bit more stable, if they can ever be called that. While still terrain that no wheeled vehicle would have a chance of navigating, there is not as much heat under the earth there to create the volcanic properties seen elsewhere, instead, when an earthquake rocks the land, all known paths with shift, and ravines will close shut, uncaring if any walk inside them, sinkholes suddenly drop down into pits of doom. But far in the distance beyond the hazards, the blinking light of an antenna can be seen.
Glinora Mencius
 player, 71 posts
Wed 26 Aug 2015
at 22:54
RP: The World of Skarr
Glinora walked out from one of the exits of her tower. Was it a permanent gateway, or perhaps something the tower made for her on a spur of the moment whim? Who knows?! She got out and that's all that counts.

She scanned her environment. she took a breath. Or didn't. She considered the atmosphere and general climate as well - more out of curiosity than anything. she wasn't in an enviro-suit or anything. Lord no - those would look horrible on her while her dress did much to bring out her model-like figure. Such things like the environment didn't really matter - such things were cosmetic for a great personage such as herself and were just curiosities to her. She had bigger fish to fry. In this case, she looked around as she made her way towards the quakelands, where hopefully a settlement and a certain cube awaited.

She gracefully flitted and leapt about, not letting the terrain stop her one bit and springing and darting here and there like a dominatrix-dressed spider man or something. She ultimately made her way towards her destination.
The Arbiter
 GM, 173 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Thu 27 Aug 2015
at 01:17
RP: The World of Skarr
The door was defiantly a permanent emplacement, and one of the 7 seals of your Tower, though the gate that it opened from was massive when closed, matched up smoothly with the base of the tower.

The sight of you bounding through this hellish wilderness was a sight to behold in it's own. The noxious and deadly fumes of gas pockets still stank if they didn't kill you outright. The lava's warm red glow as you walked by various pool definitely set the mood of walking though. This was occasionally interrupted by the need to stabilize your self from a small tremor or leaping up and scaling the razor sharp cliffs. All the while the bowling ball sized metallic grey Orb was floating steadily by your side, usually quite, occasionally warning of an incoming quake, or letting you the time when you wondered about it. It seemed to respond very well to your thoughts, no commands needed. You could likely order it about with your mind as if it were another piece of your body.

Eventually after most of a days worth of travel you spy in the distance a blinking light at the top of a metallic tower of a sort. It was also about that time when suddenly you felt it! Mana! Not too far from you in the base of a newly risen mountain, the base of the stone which glittered. Veins of compact and unrefined Dust were just sitting there out in the open. With your current senses you estimate the amount of Mana being somewhere above 30, a very nice cache to be laying about, even if it was still in unrefined form.
Glinora Mencius
 player, 73 posts
Thu 27 Aug 2015
at 02:51
RP: The World of Skarr
Glinora wondered about the tower with the light. Was that something further in the distance unrelated to her current objectives, or was that a sign of the settlement her information referred to? And the dust-laced mountains...were they the dust mines she was looking for, or was this in addition to all that?

She considered.


Yes...this wasn't even the mines or settlement yet. Veins of dust out in the open. She could use a little snack, to help stave off the demands her body took on her mana. To give herself longer to live, if you will. To think and feel and experience the world!

She bounded through the vapors, past the magma, and gracefully sped across the terrain as she headed towards the base of the new mountain on a small detour from her destination. She heads for the open, exposed veins.
The Arbiter
 GM, 181 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Fri 28 Aug 2015
at 01:07
RP: The World of Skarr
((No, world threads are public specifically so other people can read them because without some entertainment value beyond their own thread for the players this game will CRASH like the last one did as everyone seemed to feel very alone. I specifically state in the rules that you should use private lines in public threads for stats. While it is inevitable that SOME information get to other players when they use magic (such as the Forms they know) any obvious direct Meta-gaming I find I will pretty much wreak that players's day in-character.))


The tower with the light on it was most defiantly a part of Quakeland. Likely a long range radio tower of some sort. As for this Dust-laced deposit it was definitely not a mine. In fact due to the freshness of the ground you doubt this small mountain was here more than a week. It had not been touched by man or monster, and sometime soon, would likely return down into the earth.

As you go up to the Dust and consider you use of magic to refine it. The problem you had with this spell... was that it was an absolutely novel idea. You had no previous indication of IF it would work. The first was that Mana wasn't an actual tangible thing. Mana existed as an energy-form beyond that of physics, which is why it needed a carrier like Dust or your own Body. But still, it was worth doing if it turned out to work!

Using your dagger you began etching a circle around one particular rich spot of Dust. Then going down a short distance drew it's receiving circle. Writing the circles was interesting combination of both mundane and magical work. Then finally placing your hands on the receiving circle you summoned the Dust to you. The circle glowed and for a moment you had hope... before suddenly a burst of smoke appeared out of both circles, blacking your face almost comically. The spell utterly failed, but not without leaving you with some impressions of what went wrong.

And you paused for a moment to think about the results of the experiment.

This message was lightly edited by the GM at 01:07, Fri 28 Aug 2015.

Glinora Mencius
 player, 74 posts
Fri 28 Aug 2015
at 01:28
RP: The World of Skarr
Glinora gritted her teeth in frustration as she stomped her foot up and down in frustration. She punched a fist into a nearby rock, and probably caused it to shatter due to her anger.

"Son of a...!" she said aloud. "OOOugh!" she added followed by another stomp of her foot.

"It should have worked! Stupid magic stupid dust stupid body stupid stupid stupid!"</Blue> continued as she waved a hand at the orb.

<purple>"Yes...fine! go grab some of that ore and let's go. I'm not wasting any more time on this stupid mountain. I'll come back later and demolish it!"
she said as she mentally directed the orb to go mine and get some of the unrefined ore and return to her.

"Go and return to my side quickly. We're heading to that settlement." she said as she began to turn and walk slowly towards the settlement again. She made sure she didn't leave the orb behind and allowed it to catch up with her before resuming her earlier speed. She wanted the orb with her as she traveled.
The Arbiter
 GM, 183 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Fri 28 Aug 2015
at 18:30
RP: The World of Skarr
The rock under your fist broke, but didn't shatter the whole mountain.

On your order suddenly the orb shifted shape! It was no longer an orb but a wedge. It flew fast towards the mountain side and rammed into it on a preexisting crack. There was a large noise of solid metal hitting rock and a large crack did appear on around some parts of the rock. The wedge though... was very stuck. But suddenly it went from a hard wedge to liquid metal again, melting out of the hole it had made and backed up some more. Then again it formed a wedge, picked a spot, and then slammed into the mountain again. This time the bowling-ball mass orb cause a fairly larger chunk of dust-rich rock to fall down from. The liquid metal of the orb slithered under it and became a disk. It then hovered up slowly and carried the chunk of rock towards you. As you moved away towards the settlement, you felt it was a rich chunk indeed, about 7 Mana's worth. Perhaps you might turn a tiny profit from this adventure!

Three hours later, the orb was slow going now, you weren't even half way away from the mountain you mined and the tower when a massive earthquake it. The ground racked and wretched up and down, side to side. You looked in desperate horror almost as a single sight though. The entire mountain that had the Dust-rich deposit you had been at began sinking into the ground as the earthquake settled in, taking all remaining Mana it had hidden with you.

((You should have known that would happen lol, maybe you should have carried some yourself?))

After the quake the Orb spoke up in your mind. "I am receive an transmission not to far from here. It seems a few human have activated a distress beacon 1300 meters, 52.83 degrees right of our current heading. They report wounded." There was a pause. "Quakeland has replied, there will be no rescue mission, it is too risky."

Your eyes spied that direction, there had been a huge shift in terrain that way, and the rocky uneven surfaces hide much, and in the grand scheme it wasn't too far out of the way either.
Glinora Mencius
 player, 78 posts
Fri 28 Aug 2015
at 22:20
RP: The World of Skarr
((I'm not terribly worried, to be honest. Do you really think the mountain sinking a bit in a quake is going to be able to stop her if she really wants that dust?))

Glinora sighed softly as the mountain sunk.

"Figured. When I don't have the power the successflyl harvest the dust, I find it. Then when I try to get a truck and processor, the dust vanishes. Very typical. Good thing I was not dumb enough to etch ritual circles with the ground being that unstable. It won't be too hard to find that mana again though if I want it badly enough. Like a little earthquake is enough to stop someone like me!" she said in a tone of annoyance as she shrugged and continued onward.

"Chop-chop Mister Orb. I'm not getting any younger." she said as she told it to try and pick up the pace a bit. she willed it to shape its body in a way that would better support the dust rocks if it accelerated its movement.

She held up a hand as she looked toward the Antenna.

"Hmmm...humans in distress. It would be an interesting opportunity to establish a power base, and let them know Skarr is under new management. I suppose I ought to go help them and show them why being on my good side is a good thing. Of course, if they know what's good for them they'll refine some dust for me with a smile on their faces. Or else." she said as she began to head toward the antenna. She had enough body mana to make it for now and could spare a moment's diversion from her current destination.

"Let's go, orb."
The Arbiter
 GM, 193 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Wed 2 Sep 2015
at 17:29
RP: The World of Skarr
The orb was correct in saying it wasn't far, only an hour of bounding through the hellish wilderness and you could see some smoke that appeared a bit less natural in this place. Standing over raise in the land you see a land-rover flipped over obviously crashed and the source of the smoke. You could see 3 people tending to 4 others laying on the ground. Their various colored suits were not bulky, perhaps to their disadvantage as you could clearly see some blood on some of them, and a couple limbs that were twisted the wrong way. Luckily their breathing apparatus seemed separate form their suits and intact... mostly. You see one of the health is hooked up to another sharing his air supply.

As you observed them, one man seemed to observe you, and raised his hand weakly to point to you. Perhaps in amazement, or just disbelief of seeing someone standing over them without a suit on.
Glinora Mencius
 player, 82 posts
Wed 2 Sep 2015
at 22:09
RP: The World of Skarr
Glinora, while a bit annoyed at the loss of the dust mountain, overall kept high spirits and her attitude toward the orb improved fairly quickly again. As they made their way through the wilderness, she chit-chatted with the orb about this and that - mostly observations on the environment or comments about the orb's peculiar solid yet liquid metal lustrous structure. It would be obvious to an outsider that despite her frisky temperamental nature, she actually enjoyed the orb's company.

Glinora then was there, at the site of the accident. Dressed in her cutting-edge fashion and most certainly not in some bulky, UGLY environmental suit or something. Goodness no!

"My god! That's awful! Just terrible!" she said aloud as she walked towards the injured people.

"Those environmental suits are so last century in their fashion. Yuck! Whoever built them, certainly has the aesthetic sense of a rock." she said with a sneer and a roll of the eyes.

She ignored their gawking.

She looked at the flipped rover, and walked over to it. "Hmmm...well it would be a waste to leave it flipped over like this. Certainly having transportation in a situation like this would probably be helpful to you all. And the rover doesn't seem particularly demolished or anything. Not as bad as you all are, apparently." she said alound in a tone that was partially concern and partially mocking - a mixture of rose and thorn just like she was. She walked over to the Rover, bent over a bit - careful not to let herself appear too unladylike of course - and grabbed the rover and began pushing upward on it, attempting to flip it back over right-side up again.

She looked over her shoulder to the wounded humans.

"For the record...Skarr is under new management. Namely, me. Well, actually it's always belonged to me. You all just haven't known it until now. I can save you all - including those of you over there who are bleeding out and dying. All you need to do is acknowledge you work for me now. And for the record - I'm fully aware of the transmission that got cut off to you guys. No one's coming for you. It's fortunate I decided to come along before you just bled out. Or got eaten by the horde or something. Or sucked into a quake-crevice or something. Or a combination of both. But I'm feeling generous right now. So what's it gonna be?" she said in an airy, powerful voice that carried easily across the terrain over to them. Her voice was like barbs and sultry silk all rolled in one. The air and environment didn't seem to faze her one bit.
The Arbiter
 GM, 198 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Fri 4 Sep 2015
at 16:15
RP: The World of Skarr
((

quote:
you see a land-rover flipped over obviously crashed and the source of the smoke.
It is indeed in disrepair... and on fire as much as it can with the lower level of oxygen in the atmosphere.))

As you walk down a couple of guns come out, one from a female laying on the ground with a twisted leg, the other from one of the ones standing up. They are odd looking things, not something you recognize, but you can assume they shoot something that might hurt. Honestly, the environmental-suits weren't that bulky. Simple clothing-covers for heat reflection and regulation, they weren't that bad for someone who didn't want to much contact with toxic dust, there was air pressure here after all. After your criticizing of their atire you also learn they have speakers to relay sound that would be blocked by their breathing apparatus too. "What the fuck are you!" was a very sharp interjection indeed. "Stay back, or I shoot!" The man standing up with the gun says, rudely interrupting you before you plan to flip over a flaming buggy which was in very bad disrepair after falling off a 12 meter ledge it was next to.

((Lol first contact and your monologuing already.))
Glinora Mencius
 player, 83 posts
Fri 4 Sep 2015
at 22:14
RP: The World of Skarr
(((ROFL! You know how I roll!

Also, I hope you're enjoying this character so far. Like not just her appearance, but overall flavor and themes and such too. Her vibe.))

Glinora rolls her eyes, and stops her attempt to flip the buggy back over.

"Really. You're pointing a gun at me?" she says with a sigh of disbelief as she turns and looks at the man like an amused lynx would a rabbit. Or a mouse.

Perhaps a display of force was required. But not lethal force. A display that would synergize thematically well with her own innate dark beauty. She was being a rose right now, but perhaps it was time to show a little thorn to help keep the masses respectful.

"Would you really shoot a lady? How utterly rude!" she said as she sped toward him in a blur.
The Arbiter
 GM, 200 posts
 The Creator
 The Judge
Sat 5 Sep 2015
at 02:45
RP: The World of Skarr
The distance between the two of your was respectable enough that the man was able to get a shot off as you sped toward him. But the sight of him tensing up was almost slow motion for you, and you easily made sure that you were not in the path of the shot, which to your slight amazement was a blast of heated plasma wizzing by rather a bullet. You could hear the sizzle of it through the air as it and you crossed paths. And the next moment as the man began to redirect his arm towards you, you were on top of him, was able to grab his arm with a twist to cause him to drop the gun, twist it behind him in a arm-lock and put him between yourself and the woman on the ground with the gun, who took a second to even register what was happening. For the a moment they were speechless, processing what had just happened, but then the man you held tried to jerk away and with a twist and small pop his should was dislocated.

Interestingly enough the Orb at this point was right next to you, ready to act as a separate floating morphic limb. It was in it's Orb form rather than carrying the dust-ore which it had dropped when the action started. Apparently it was as fast as you were at this point, or perhaps you had lent it some of your speed? There was a connection to be tested there for later. But for now... there was you and the survivors here that needed to be sorted out.
Glinora Mencius
 player, 84 posts
Sat 5 Sep 2015
at 03:12
RP: The World of Skarr
She appreciated the orb quite a bit then. It was able to quickly and efficiently sense her intentions via their link, and not make any wasteful actions in the process. The nature of their link was, indeed, something she'd have to explore later. After she got some mana first - her body was getting hungry.

She didn't let the man go. Instead, she gave a gentle tug that would cause no additional harm but probably hurt the man quite a bit given his arm being dislocated.

"Now I want to make something clear. You should only point your gun at someone if you are expecting someone to get hurt. In this case..." she said with an additional tug. "...well, you shouldn't play with weapons. Because we know who got hurt this time."

She then spun the man around quickly so he was facing her, before suddenly pushing up into his dislocated shoulder firmly in the opposite direction it had popped, which would essentially "re-locate" it and set the shoulder back into its proper place. It probably hurt, but it would save the shoulder and prevent it from healing funny and possibly not healing right.

"There you go - be happy I chose to re-set your shoulder instead of just tear your arm off or something." she said as she let him go.

"And plasma? Cute. I was expecting high-velocity bullets so I'm actually impressed. Not that even plasma of that level would be much more than an annoyance to me." she sad as she moved suddenly to the woman, grabbed her arm, and forced her to point her gun down to the ground.

"Are you daft? You could have killed your friend just now, you know, had you pulled that trigger. Now I'm going to let your arm go, and you and he and the rest are going to stop trying to shoot beautiful women like me, while I'm still in a pleasant and chatty mood. Or else." she said as she let the woman go.

Her face then suddenly switched from looking stern and intimidating to friendly and amused again. "What are you all doing out here anyway?"

This message was last edited by the player at 03:26, Sat 05 Sept 2015.