As Rosa catches her breath she looks out over the potential battlefield. She frowns as she can see no obvious place to plant her mine. It seems that the only way to get it to go over a particular spot is to have it chase her that point, and that doesn't seem like fun at all. Fuck it - change of plans again. She sits down on one of the logs and starts to adjusts her bomb. It's going to have a short fuse and she's going to have to roll it under the beastie. That should be fun!

Once she's done, she waits. She watches what Moft is doing. He seems to have things in order so she doesn't interfere.

Tylluan was well ahead of his game today.  Spotting one of them, he zeroes in on the priest running for the beach.  He was huffing along, fumbling with something as he scurried.  With that, with the foliage, and with the rain, he didn't notice a thing.

Really, the hard part for Tylluan was darting past the trees!  His claws come down, seizing upon their shoulders.   There was a desperate SHRIEK as he whisks up into the air, but the priest seems considerate enough to not flail!  "Wa-wait!  Don't drop me!!"  The rain, meanwhile, is coming down harder, and wind sweeps past.  For a moment, even Tylluan feels himself waver in the air, but he gets control quickly.

Getting back will take a minute, and by then...

--

Murleena scampers up, getting a high view on what to do.  She doesn't like the look of things - the only good news was the north end of town, the part she was at, was less 'occupied' than the harbor.  But that didn't change the situation... the thing looked big as heck.  Stopping it at the woods was certainly safer.

Safer, and she always has the chance to move into the town if she has to!

Dashing into the woods, entering the shadows, she finds herself ready to lay out a surprise...

As the noises get louder.

--------

Rosa found a major obstacle in her plan - the boiler's route was still unpredictable.  Indeed, she was going to have to play it by ear... and risk a lot more by doing so.

But what choice did she have?  Finding only disappointment, she begins to change her strategy.  Adjusting her bomb, she settles down to wait.  Light isn't here - he's got the load, and he wasn't done by the time she took off.  On foot, running through town, she was faster to begin with.

Moft, meanwhile, was scurrying about.  People were settling wooden blockades.  Both at the wall, and throwing... well, stuff, over the slopes.  Barrels, netting, stuff that looks like it could trip up a person.

They had grabbed spears, and had loose metal and leather armors.  On the inside, they had a set of wooden barricades they were dragging out.  It almost assumes they might lose the wall... and from the grim expressions on their faces, they had heard of the 'metal thing'.  This wasn't bandits at the harbor... or attempting a land attack.

Rosa settles down to wait.

Actually, she finds she doesn't have to wait long.  She can see Tylluan already flapping down, splashing droplets around him as he lands... with a robed priest in his claws.

--

Murleena waits.  She knows the thing is still coming.  Loud creaking, crashing, thumping.  It almost sounds like trees are bending and the foliage -exploding-.  It sounded like it was bending the trees over and scrabbling -over- them now.  Might be only fifteen, twenty minutes out at this rate.

And then there was another noise.  Something fast, running through the treetops, its robes flapping in the wind.  Much closer.

Actually, almost there.

'On the top! Putting a hole underneath could make the flour fall out, unless you're planning on tipping it upside down and keeping it that way.' he replies to the Captain's plan to 'put a hole in it's ass'.

Though if they could properly identify where it refills from, that'd be the second part of the job done.

---
While Rosa and co get into position, he gathers and mixes the dry ingredients as best he can, even refilling sacks to better transport it if need be.

Tylluan keeps a firm hold on his prisoner as they fly through the wind and rain. Once he reaches the village, his superior eyesight picks out where Rosa is. (Not that it's all that difficult, since she dresses in bright scarlet clothing.)

He glides down to where she is, backwinging at the last moment and releasing the priest to send him sprawling in the sand. "Hello, Captain. I have brought you one of those annoying priests so you can question him." Tylluan fluffs up his feathers and shakes off the water. I will be in serious need of preening by the time this fiasco is over and done. All of this water will make me appear bedraggled and THAT is not acceptable.

Rosa shakes her head at Light Vessel. "A hole underneath the beast means the water falls out too, and that's what we want. But if I can't get underneath then I'll try for the top. We've just got to try all things. Your idea, my idea, Moft's idea. Something has got to stick."

Rosa is momentarily taken aback when when Tylluan drops a priest at her feet, but then she laughs. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" She stands over him with her hands on her hips, her sabre, guns and bombs (and breasts) on prominent display.

"What's your name, priest? You are a priest, right? Or are you a soldier? Why are you here fighting us, trying to take what's ours? Why don't you go back home and live a long life, or would you rather die here and now fighting for a hopeless cause?" Her sabre sings out as she draws it from its scabbard, and she points its very sharp point at him.

Tylluan lands with simple elegance - really the obstacle was the wind rather than locating Rosanhi.  The priest was even amazingly still... amazing because of the good sense.

The priest's eyes go wide as Rosa laughs, and he looks up slowly at the red-adorned woman.  The flashy captain had him trembling.  But despite that, his voice isn't quivering when he said.  "Name's Kalten.  I'ma, I'm not a soldier.  P-part of the Builder's Core.  Eng...ineers.  W-well, we all do recovery.  Never know where... when relics are going to be found."

His eyes were slowly focusing on the tip of her sword.  "I-I don't know why!  A-allister's gone crazed.  Him and Allifet too!"  He practically spit the names out.  "High Deacon?  The clergy's just for building libraries anyway!"  He spat out the words, looking upset.  "We, we found that relic-bit out in that scavenger's pile.  Since then the Bishop's been mad.  He's obsessed with 'finding the rest', he says, and Allister's always been a... a bloody brute.  Blood craving church attack cat."

---

Light was strong, and not slow of foot.  He was bringing up the rear, but he catches sight of Moft scurrying up in his direction.  Moft's ears flick, and soon he's scurrying in Light's direction.  "I'm not sure what's going on, but your captain's up on the wall, and your feathered friends' back.  I'm rallying who I can, but at this point... At this point we expect to lose the wall.  Houses too.  We're just going to try and hem it in with as much old wagons and junk as we can, and all the fishing nets we can get up here.  If a big enough house comes down on it..."  Moft trails off, looking at Light's cargo.

His eyebrows go up, but he doesn't say anything.  He looks at Light with an expression of curious concern.

---

In the woods, there's an explosion of wood and leaves.  Not far.  The lynx-man is getting close, less than a minute away.  He was leaping from branches so hard that they were half-tearing, coming in QUICK.

Oh boy.

Tylluan listens as Rosa questions his prize, although he swivels his head about to see how things are progressing. Not that he has any experience with battles. Then something their captive said percolates through his thoughts and catches his attention. "Builder? Engineer?" he asks, staring at the priest with his great, golden eyes. "Does that mean you had a hand in creating that metal monstrosity out there? Or do you know how we can stop it?" Tulluan bobs his head toward the captain. "I assure you, if we continue with OUR plan, your clanking contraption is going to be catastrophically dismantled. If you wish to avoid that, suggesting a less drastic method might be advisable."

"An engineer? Interesting...." She sheaths her sword, showing that she doesn't consider him to be a threat, but she still glares at him from time to time.

She tries to make sense of what the man is telling her. "So Bishop Allister is in charge and he's gone mad? And Allifet is the cat, and he's mad too? And who's this High Deacon you're talking about?"

But she's more interested in relics than names. She asks, "What 'relic-bit' did you find? Do you mean that bloody big metal contraption that breaths fire? Did the relic actually drive him mad, or are you saying he's just became a little bit obsessive over it?"

She tires to remember if she read about the  scavenger's pile in the journal. Maybe she hasn't got to that bit yet. She turns to Tylluan and says, "Well done in capturing this fellow. Did you read about a scavenger's pile in the journal? Do you know what he's talking about"

The Captain seemed to love blowing holes in things. He shrugged. He'd try the bread baking plan first, assuming he could get there in time, and -if it failed- at least Rosanhi the Red had the plan to blast a hole in the underside as an option.

Moft's raised eyebrow encourages Light to talk.
'These High Light guys need a lesson, not just in manners, but in camp side cooking!' he says as he hefts up the first few sacks of his dry mix, ready to begin his attack run.

Light attempts to find a position to try and see if he can identify where it lets the water in, before he commits to his first charge.

01:45, Today: Light Vessel rolled 11 (with 3 body) using 3 with the Hero (Champions) system with rolls of 4, 3, 4.  vs 15- Sight PER Roll to ID The Water Opening.

He will hide if need be, to await the right moment to make his first attack, though his current Eye-Borg power is on Sparkle, in case he needs to create said moment with a Flash attack.

Tylluan puffs himself up at Rosa's praise. "It was quite easy. You'd think they'd be more mindful of looking up after encountering someone like me before." He tilts his head at the captain as she asks about the journal. "I haven't had the time to look through it yet. I was more concerned with the party, and my performance there, than I was with the book. I thought I'd have time after the festivities to read through it." He looks down at the priest and gives him a small peck on the top of his head with the curve of his beak, rather than the point. "Naturally, these annoying pests had to make an inconvenient appearance and spoil everything."

"Clanking... um!"  He gapes at Tylluan, and then looks at Rosanhi, droplets scattering off the cleric robes.  "A-allifet is in charge.  A-allister is the furfoo- er, cat."  He hesitantly glances at Tylluan, but only for a moment.

"The relic bit.  The thing that, uh, flashed.  In the market!"  He jerks his head.  "This all started after that thing.  The divers' probably found it, left it in their junk in the market.  W-we see that all the time, but -this- time..."  He shudders.  "When that thing went off, Allifet started to lose his marbles."

"Cause of that... Me, me an' Bel, we... quit."

---

There was a sound, like a 'whump', and suddenly a gust of air rolled over the trees.  With it, Murleena heard a noise she hadn't heard before.  Like the sound of a thousand bees, it shot up in pitch and then there was a loud sucking noise... then a loud and thunderous crack, and then a roaring crash...!

It took her a few long moments to realize the sound came from nearby, almost directly above...

---

The world around Tylluan and Rosa sucks in for a moment, like their breath was taken away.  After that, the air erupted in front of them!  Rosa felt the wall of air hit her, knocking the breath from her lungs.  It blasts past Tylluan, who feels pain run up his wing-limb as he staggers back!  He keeps on his feet, but he -hurts-... and feels sick!

Meanwhile, the walls shudder and crack, a portion of them ruptured with the passage of the... phenomenom!  "W-what was that??"  Moft was shouting, scrambling towards a guard who was showered with pebbles and splinters.  Alive, it seemed, but stunned.  No one had taken 'the top' of the wall... not while trouble wasn't yet there.

The priest was on the ground, bleeding... Tylluan's ears catch a wheeze.

And as thunder lashes out through the sky, through a hole Rosa can spot the flash of a hooded figure standing at the peak of the trees.

------

Light sees a column of rain -spin- in the air, tumbling horizontally as something erupts into the wall... and partly through it.

Entirely unfamiliar, but an act of sheer power that would make his Eye-borg self proud.

And after it, there was a flash of thunder.  And Light sees a flash of metal.  Something was scampering along the treetops.  On.  The treetops.  Even as they crack and bend from it, under those long and curved spindly legs.

Company had arrived...

[OOC]

Tylluan takes 2 body and 8 stun!  ow!

Rosa's armor absorbs 3 of it, bringing it to 5.  Her Combat Luck doesn't apply as she was caught unawares of the attack!

Tylluan can still fly, though it'd be a bit of a painful process.

So the way combat will work is in Turns - basically give me an idea of the (2) actions you'll be concentrating on, and I'll figure it out when the enemies try and attack!  It'll probably resemble DnD more than HERO in this respect, and who gives a fsk :D
[/OOC]

Light watched as the crew were thrown backward like a lightning bolt hit or maybe an invisible log?

He wasn't sure what was up, and began surveying the area for the source, only to notice what might be the metal boiler thing hopping from treetop to treetop, bending and breaking them as it went.

He raised a hand to the side of his head as he began to move sideways before letting off a brilliant light burst in the direction of the metal spider thing, hoping to at least blind it temporarily while his allies got into position.

If all went well, he would follow up with a quick turn of his dial from Orange (Sparkle [Flash]) to Green (Eye-Lash [Energy Blast]) to target the treetop it was leaping to, in an effort to rob it of its next landing platform, and hopefully let gravity do some damage.

All while trying to close in with one dry mix bag under his arm. If he could get within casual Blink distance he could then follow up later with his master plan.

Phase 8: Half Move towards Boiler, then Flash attack: (Hits up to DCV 8)
00:51, Today: Light Vessel rolled 7 (with 2 body) using 3 with the Hero (Champions) system with rolls of 3, 1, 3.  Flash Attack vs Boiler OCV 4.

00:55, Today: Light Vessel rolled 17 (with 5 body) using 6 with the Hero (Champions) system ((2, 1, 3, 6, 1, 4)). Just enough to blind it from segment 8-12 if it hits.

Phase 12: Half Move towards Boiler (or away from it enough that I can Blink as a half move next turn if I'm that close), then if its still on the treetops, blast the next treetop it is in midleap to, otherwise blast a tree to try and have it collapse onto the boiler if it is now on the ground instead:
00:57, Today: Light Vessel rolled 14 (with 4 body) using 3 with the Hero (Champions) system ((6, 4, 4)). Hits DCV 1? That enough to hit a treetop? Probably not if there are Range Penalties.

But in case it DOES hit:
01:00, Today: Light Vessel rolled 20 (with 6 body) using 6 with the Hero (Champions) system ((6, 6, 4, 1, 2, 1)).

In reply to Light Vessel (msg # 35):

[OOC]Hehe.  Hopefully I will be more clear next time!

Boiler is probably a handful of rounds out, maybe more.  But still quite visible!

It's not so much hopping elegantly as it is knocking over trees by trying to push up and climb instead of ramming through their base.  Other trees are probably helping it 'bowl through'.

If you ever walk through tall grass and see them all bending over one another like a mat, that's closer to what the big thing is managing.  Mostly force and direction and enough trees.

But absolutely people can see and take shots at the boiler! Probably better now than waiting for it to get close...[/OOC]

Murleena heard the noise, which caused her feline ears to twitch. It was time for the battle to be joined and start the fight she would.

That said she would step into the shadows and back out where the source of the sound was. If her quarry was there, she would strike out at him with both of her claws!

[OOC]First she's Shadowporting up to the sound. If she can see the source, she'll port behind him.

Then she's going to slash him, a swipe from one of her claws.

23:40, Today: Murleena rolled 5 (with 1 body) using 3 with the Hero (Champions) system with rolls of 1, 1, 3.  Claw Attack OCV 7.

23:50, Today: Murleena rolled 4 body damage and 4 stun using the Hero 6th Edition, Killing Attack system with rolls of 3, 1, 1.  Claw damage if attack roll isn't crit.]

"The cat's in charge? Huh..." Rosa is a little surprised at that. She looks out at the trees for a few moments wondering if she should send Tylluan to go help her, but then she decides he will be much more effective here picking off the common soldiers. If Murleena gets into too much trouble then hopefully she can make it back here for support.

She turns to the captured engineer. There is only one thing more she wants to know. She asks, "The thing that flashed in the market place – what did it look like?"

--

Rosa ducks and holds onto her hat when she sees the wall of wind rushing towards her, but it still hits her hard and knocks the breath from her lungs. She thinks, 'what the hell was that? What the hell are we up against?' For a few long moments she wonders why the hell she is helping these people and if they are even worth saving. Then she sees Light Vessel launch into battle without a second thought. "Oh bugger it," she says as she stands up, adjusts her hat, and dusts herself off.

She surveys the scene, then looks up at the hooded figure in the trees. She shouts out, "IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT? COME ON YOU BASTARD, COME AND GET ME!" There's not much more she can do except shout – he's too far away to shoot.

She stands there for a few moments looking like an obvious target, then she gets to work. She runs  forward about a dozen metres and secures one her bombs in the ground. She attaches a ripcord to it, then she spools out the cord as she heads back to where she was before. She then waits, shooing away anybody that gets too close to her bomb.
This message was last edited by the player at 05:07, Sat 25 Mar 2023.

In reply to Atlas Blue GM (msg # 36):

Well in that case, save the above actions for later, Light will try and either stay out of sight and creep closer to the metal boiler thing as unseen as possible for the next few rounds, while keeping Eye-Catcher TK20 handy in case he can yoink any friendlies he thinks are about to be targeted by the enemy out of harms way as best he can.

The previous actions can be for if he is finally within 18-32m range of the boiler, and then still close in from there to keep range penalties low to non existent.

Tylluan lets out a loud screech of pain as the unseen force slams into him. A disadvantage of having wings is a wide surface area that is easy to catch. What in the name of the Four Winds was THAT? Magic? Some weapon?

He takes a moment to assess things. The captain seems uninjured. The priest looks like he caught more of whatever hit us than I did. A quick flex of his wings assures him he can still fly, though he lets out a short warble of pain as his right wing protests. He sees the robed person standing atop the trees and hisses. "Another annoying priest. Is he the one who did this?"

Tylluan's attention is caught by the lightning glare on the metal shell of the construct as it tears through the trees. That thing needs to be stopped. I don't think a building or wall in this village could withstand it. And if it reaches the docks it could wreck the ships and leave me... us... stranded. Should I suggest to the captain that we retreat to the ship and cast off? No. She seems the sort to involve herself in derring-do and all of that rot. I suppose I have no choice but to help. Perhaps one of the fishing nets could tangle it long enough to be subdued.

Suiting deed to the thought, Tylluan launches himself into the air, if a bit graceless thanks to the pain in his wing. He swings about and heads for the area of the docks where the villagers normally dry their nets. I am an entertainer, not a warrior. I should retreat and wait for the outcome of this fight, but if the captain and the others lose I doubt these annoying priests will be willing to overlook whatever small part I've played in upsetting their plans up until now.

Rosa's momentary questioning and doubts were cast aside by Light's boldness.  He was moving wards as the boiler reaches the edge of the trees, lashing out with his flash... it washes over the boiler.  Has it been blinded?  Light isn't sure... but in either case, it topples over the edge of the last of the trees its pushing through, actually spilling out in a tumble into the clearing.  The clear stretch between it and the town's wall.

Murleena, hearing the burst of wind, lashes up into the air... lashing out at the figure up on the tree!  The lynx, Allister, which both Murleena and Rosa realize... as Murleena leaps up to him.  Rosa thinks quick, shouting for the cloaked figure to try and catch his attention!

Perhaps it was this distraction that let Murleena shoot up next to him, catching Allister by surprise.  His arm goes up reflexively, and Murleena feels her claws cut into something hard... then into his arm, and more that his side.  There was blood and a scream, and Murleena sees him topple.

But both cats land on their feet.  Allister has a deep cut going through his robes and into his side.  Falling out his arms, Murleena sees something strange, a kind of metal cylinder with a weird mess of tubes, cleanly cut through by her claws.  Even stranger, though, is the way it began to evaporate into the air!

"N...NO!! NO!"  He screeches.  More than the deep cut in his side though, he was clutching the ruins of the... thing, which rapidly began to smoke and disappear.

"What in the world?"  Moft starts to whisper... then he calls out.  "'ware the wall!"

The boiler was on the move.

---

Bleeding but alive and unmaimed, Allister lashes out with his foot.

Allister was fast, as a lynx earthfoot would be... but he was more priest than warrior for sure!  The agile Murlina dodges the swipe of his foot.

Rosa manages to dash out and start to place one of her bombs.  Even as she starts setting it into the ground, Tylluan has grabbed one of the nets... and people from the town are pushing up boards of wood to try and help blockade the wall just a little bit more.  Others have long poles, and others nets...

But unlike them, Tylluan takes to the air.  Despite the pain, he smoothly maneuvers towards the boiler...

Which had lumbered forwards again... coincidentally towards Rosa as she finished her bomb placement.  Her withdrawl is going to be a bit more quick than a walk as it begins to lumber forwards!

[OOC]As a reminder, I am assuming characters won't reduce someone below 1 body unless they explicitly want to!  Just a generous ruling since I wanted the setting to be less about killing the way dnd usually is.

Light had to hold his attack but managed it as the boiler arrived (a held action perhaps?)  So he hadn't got his second shot off.

At least not yet![/OOC]

Light squinted through his one human eye as he felt the rain hitting him out in the open. The island chef wasn't sure if the Sparkle was still in effect, but it may have worked given the boiler thing was now on the ground roughly 18 meters ahead of him.

Shifting the dry mix sack over his head dial's shoulder to keep it there while he used that hand to turn his dial, he switched to his Red Eye Lense, bringing everything in view through his Eye-Borg eye into sharper contrasts, white outlines occasionally marking points of interest, The Boiler, Rosa, the defenses, and so on, a variety of overlaid white lines predicting potential object paths. It was already ignoring each rain drop, filtering them out as unimportant for now.

He drew his Kitchen Knife with his other hand, so that he at least had something ready with which to attack or defend with, or cut open the sack.

Once armed, he switched lenses once more, this time to Violet/Purple, giving Light the power of Blink, the Eye-borg power that let him warp distances as if changing magnification actually pulled him closer or pushed him further away.

Only, for Light, it did.

To him, it was as if everything around him slowed down, when he used it, while he moved from his point of origin to that of his desired destination. Once finished, onlookers would see a brief flash of violet light and if their perception was quick enough, violet after shadows of him that quickly vanished behind him, like a split second conga train of after-images before they ended with him at the other end.

He chose a spot he hoped was out of immediate reach of the Boiler, about 5meters from it to the side, then launched into a mighty 6meter long horizontal charging cleave strike, before leaping backwards 6m to where he started the attack.*

*The charging and leaping back again is a special effect of his AoE line attack, based off <i>Blade Rush from Disgaea.</i>

OOC: Kind of like the Cyberpunk Edgerunners anime's super speed sequences, only with violet colored 'frames' of Light Vessel instead.

Phase 6 Light draws his Kitchen Knife with his free hand (the other hand is on his dial, while his bent arm is holding the sack of drymix over that shoulder), shifting his Eye-Borg multi to Focus (+2 Overall Levels) shifting his Battle Chef multi to Blade Rush. He keeps his other half action held in case he needs to block or dodge or dive for cover, ready to use his levels defensively either to improve Block or his DCV depending on what comes his way.

Phase 12 Light shifts his Eye-borg multi to Blink (Teleportation 30m), keeps his Battle Chef multi on Blade Rush, 1/2 Move teleports to the left side (or right, if Rosa is closer to the other side) of the Boiler, staying about 5m away from the Boiler's side, before unleashing his Blade Rush 6m long line AoE at the Boiler.

19:05, Today: Light Vessel rolled 8 using 3d6 ((3,1,4)). (Easily hits at least DCV7, more than enough to target an adjacent area (DCV 0))
19:17, Today: Light Vessel rolled 6 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 1,4.  Blade Rush HKA.
19:18, Today: Light Vessel rolled 2 using 1d3+1 with rolls of 1.  HKA STUNx roll. (sooo 6 BODY, 12 STUN)

Tylluan hauls the fishing net into the sky, straining his wings to lift the additional weight. He lets out a pained hoot as his right wing protests the additional load, but continues on with his task. I certainly hope this net will be sufficient to at least slow this clanking contraption enough for someone else to stop it completely. I am in no way a warrior, and I very much resent having to exert myself in this manner.

When he gets close enough to the lumbering mechanical beast, he'll swoop down fast enough to allow the net to spread out a bit before flinging it onto his target.

OOC:
Not sure how effective the net will be, so I'll just use a basic attack roll and let the gm decide what, if any, effect there is.
OCV: 5
18:59, Today: Tylluan rolled 6 using 3d6 ((4,1,1)).

Rosa scrambles to the top of the makeshift wall. She looks over her shoulder and sees that the Boiling Beast is closer than she thought. She doesn't panic though (not yet at least). She takes a quick look around to see where everybody is. She sees Tylluan swoop in, drop a net, then fly clear, and she sees Light make a very quick attack and retreat. She waits for her chance. Ideally she wants the Boiler directly over her mine, but she'll set it off it off only if it passes within a few metres of the mine, however, she won't set it off at all if anybody is within about 5 metres of it. She's not quite sure how powerful a blast it will be.

---

13:22, Today: Rosanhi the Red rolled 6 using 2d6.  Explosion. – 6
I think the best way to handle the damage is to say it loses 1 Body/metre.
I haven't rolled Stun. I'll let you figure that out. It's probably not relevant.

---

She's sort of satisfied with the bang, but it would have been nice if it was bigger.

[OOC]hee, I always thought of Light as a 'green lantern' type, but perhaps we should say its more spacebendy than light-construct.  That probably fits better...[/OOC]

As rain splatters down around them, the boiler's silvery bent legs slide against the dirt.  Here, where the forest cut off, was a mix of grass and worn-away dirt.  Light took this moment to move, using his lens to flash from one point to the next.  The battle chef brings out his blades, dashing past and slashing at the boiler's side.  Planted the way it is, it can't exactly move!

It's tough side does not look easy to cut.  There are scratches, but nothing deep.  The legs, however, were caught with his outrageously wide slash.  Cut into, the long limbs twitch, the thin metal showing cuts almost halfway through.

Weirdly, the limbs curl sideways, the flat metal almost shaping like half-pipes.  It's leg-limbs scramble... and tries to push its 'face' back upwards, out of the dirt.

--

Tylluan spots townsfolk with nets nearby - short work to grab a few and to take to the air.  It isn't hard to use, and with a short flight he's dropping his load from above!  Light sees the nets flop over the boiler, sliding along the surface (and catching against the pipes)... and then promptly tangles along its legs and 'knees'.  The limbs jerk and they catch against each other, effectively tied together!

It rocks, and falls to its side.

Rosa is treated to the sight of the boiler, its left legs bound together, is scraping across the ground.  It's free legs are pushing it forwards like a set of oars, causing it to list and turn like a wounded ship... while its bound ones are digging into the dirt, righting its turn with a long stubborn push... briefly.

Faceplanted, the thing is moving in an unsteady advance, grinding along the ground...

Into a 'boom'!  It rocks a bit, and Rosa can -hear- the parts rattling.  If its damaged, she can't tell... because its grinding into the dirt.  The explosion must have rattled its seals, because she can hear a faint noise coming from it... and its created a hole that it's 'face' is now stuck in.

Light watches as the net just falls from above, and then gazes upward briefly to see the Owlkind high above. Rosanhi detonates some kind of explosive shortly after the boiler writhes off, again startling the island Eye-Borg Battle Chef.

It almost looked like the trio had coordinated everything.

Now that the boiler was on its side and there was a net over it, Light finally had the traction needed for him to maybe not slide off when he initiated tonight's snack plans.

'First prepare the mixing bowl with sufficient water.' he says to himself now that the Boiler is down, as raindrops hit everyone, the monster machine included.

He Blinks over, seemingly super-speed hopping over the net to get to the top where he can see the water intake hole(s) and then uses his Kitchen Knife to slash open the dry mix bag and pour the dry ingredients of his first sack as best he can into the Boiler.
'Add dry ingredients into the water, until you reach a good ratio of water to dry mix. Use your own judgement for this.' His glowing purple/violet cyborg eye visible through the pouring rain.

OOC: Blink over atop the downed Boiler where he can start pouring his dry mix bag in (bag 1 at any rate). Next Phase if it hasn't KOed or Killed him, Blink back over to grab a new bag ready to repeat the process.

Attack roll if needed OCV 4 as he has Blink slotted.
00:21, Today: Light Vessel rolled 10 using 3d6 with rolls of 4,3,3.  Pour dry mix into Boiler roll.
Hoping it has a low DCV or halved for the net or something. Hit DCV 5 or less.

Rosa grins in satisfaction as her explosion goes off and the Boiler stumbles into the newly created crater. She then sees Light Vessel appear on top of the Boiler and carrying a big bag of flour in order to carry out his crazy plan. Why can't they just blow the thing up? Much more fun... She sighs. She figures he'll probably need an extra hand or two in order to open the valves and pour the flour in. And who knows? Maybe she will be able to slip in one of her own ingredients?

She dashes down the slope and makes a running jump up onto the boiler. "Hey. Need a hand?" She starts looking around for hatches to open or intake pipes into its interior.

Murleena looked towards the lynx-priest with a glare. "Lynx-priest upset Murleena's friend Mofty by taking his friends." She said with a firm tone and growl. "You may have gotten the better of me last time, but not this time." She then falls back into a nearby shadow, coming out of one behind him to claw at him once more!

Only once more to do the same thing, fall back into a shadow and come out behind him again and slash a claw into his back! "I do not like harming others, or fighting. But when I must, I will."

[OOC]For the turn I missed:
Murleena will step back into a shadow and come out behind him, and slash him in the back.
23:25, Today: Murleena rolled 9 (with 3 body) using 3 with the Hero (Champions) system ((3, 4, 2)). Claw Attack OCV 7.
23:27, Today: Murleena rolled 8 body damage and 8 stun using the Hero 6th Edition, Killing Attack system with rolls of 6, 2, 1.  Claw damage if attack roll isn't crit.

HIT DCV: 9
DAMAGE: 8B 8S


Fore the current turn:
Same move. She'll keep doing it until he learns to counter it.
23:28, Today: Murleena rolled 8 body damage and 8 stun using the Hero 6th Edition, Killing Attack system with rolls of 6, 2, 1.  Claw Attack OCV 7.
23:29, Today: Murleena rolled 7 body damage and 7 stun using the Hero 6th Edition, Killing Attack system with rolls of 3, 4, 1.  Claw damage if attack roll isn't crit.

HIT DCV: 10
DAMAGE: 7B 7S[/OOC]