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[freeformschooler]

Yes, the robots are made of cubes. Horrifying, death laser shooting cubes.

[Scelly9]

Watlist meh.

[kisame12794]

•Forum Name: Kisame12794
•Pilot Name: Anrizkalur
•Pilot Main color: Deep scarlet
•Pilot Description/Abilities: Thick and sturdy, Anrizkalur stands as a monolith, strong and unyeilding. Hexagonal plates of armor cover every surface, interlocking with each other, able to withstand any attack. One arm holds a shield of the toughest alloys, the other, a hammer of darkest metal. Plodding and methodical, Anrizkalur is slow to anger, and to change. Due to its massive weight, it is extremly stable, and can charge at foes, and obstacles to try and destroy them. It can also lock its joints to become a barricade for allies, able to shrug off most damage.
•Pilot likes/dislikes: Likes solid ground, big guns, and the cries of defeated foes. Dislikes heights, sand, and haste.
•Stats: These are the stats for the hex matrix! You have 3 stat points to place at the beginning. All stats start at 0.
•Aggression: 1
•Fortitude: 2
•Nimble: 0
•Intelligence: 0

There. Hope thats enough information for an image. If you need more just ask.

[Caellath]

Sheet ok, I guess. Hey GM, have you ever played a MechWarrior/Armored Core/ChromeHounds game?

[Dexexe1234]

TURN 1

The Builder finally finish up the four robots, it vents its cooling units and places the four down on the ground as their pods open.

   

   


The four of you step out of your pods and look at each other and yourself, growing accustomed to your "living" forms. The Builder seems awfully interested in you four.

Builder:
"Hello World! Welcome to existence! You four have been built from the proper instructions I had and the materials I had at hand too! Well, more at claw and rotor, but that is besides my point! Welcome to the Machinachrum! I bet you all have a few questions before we begin, but to quickly summarize: You four are chosen to become generals in Lord Gearworks' army! Isn't that exciting!?"


"Unless of course you do not enjoy fighting, then well... We might have made you for no reason whatsoever."


"That's a good enough reason in my book though! Anyways, got some Q's to ask before I brief you guys??"

The four seem slightly puzzled at the Builder's enthusiasm.

MAP:

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(Aaand we are off! First off, a tiny breather to let some of it sink in! Go ahead and ask anything in character if you want to! Else just say [WAIT]. Or discuss with your newly born "bretheren" Sadly Cael, I have never played those games as from what I googled, they look pretty cool!)

[Tiruin]

((Yay! I'm epicly colored! ))
Fyre looked around at her compatriots then back at the Builder. This was a pretty unusual place to be. "What is the General's purpose. Is there a war?"

[freeformschooler]

Oh my goodness, Harbinger looks amazing. You must have spent a lot of time on his design.

: "Army generals? Uh.. you mean we'll have to kill things on some sort of battlefield?"

[Digital Hellhound]

Hard lights blared down on them like the eyes of some giant, predatory insect. It made him uneasy to stay under their sight. The machine spun above them, its cyclopean eye fixing in on them. Triple met its gaze without wavering. His memory banks were empty - so, he'd been rebuilt again. What had happened to his previous model? This didn't look like a Zuche facility. Occupied by this, he barely took in what the machine was saying. His companions - definitely not Zuche designs - seemed capable of handling the talking for now.

Wait and see what's going on.

((Heeeey, freeform, how did you geddat character portrait? Did you make it?))

[Caellath]

((I'm a miniature White Glint. I love you so much GM.))

Harbinger had no idea of what he had been so far, he had no remembrance of any former experiences. But as the lights bore on him and the Builder established contact, he knew it. He had a mind and he had a purpose; there was no room for hesitation.

Check body's flexiblity. Scan the area around.

[Dexexe1234]

TURN 2

Harbinger rolls a 4+1 NIM in the stretching out! It topples by mistake, slamming against the floor, much to the amusement of the Builder. The rest just stare.

Fyre:
"What is the General's purpose. Is there a war?"


Builder:
"Well, not yet. But Gearworks is just on the precipice of starting something, so we never know! Also, there are tons of crusaders opposing the Machinachrum, so Generals are always needed to lead the battles!"

Pheta:
"Army generals? Uh.. you mean we'll have to kill things on some sort of battlefield?"


Builder:
"Well yeah! You could also command other units to do it if that is more your style, or help infiltrate and gather information about your foes!"

[Caellath]

((I feel slightly guilty, because I have the impression that just drawing my character will slow the turns down.))

Harbinger gets back up and decides that asking questions would be in good order.

"Machinachrum?"

[Dexexe1234]

(It wont Cael, cause I might be hitting the hay soon.)

[freeformschooler]

Digital: of course I drew it! AND, since Dex, Cael and I are all artists there will be no shortage of art I'm sure.

: "Yes, I do believe that is more "my style". So what are we supposed to do now?"

[Caellath]

Digital: of course I drew it! AND, since Dex, Cael and I are all artists there will be no shortage of art I'm sure.

((One of the best things that ever happened to my artistic impulses: Join Bay12 RtDs. There is a nice feeling in having a purpose for drawing aside from "I'm gonna be the best artist evar !!111!!!))

[Tiruin]

((Yay, crossed my arms there![/ecstaticfornoreason]))

"So we have...to kill.

"Alright, why are they leading a crusade against us? Are we on Holy Land?"