The Future of Legaia - Official Thread

[Rammerrush]

which ones? and where so i know where to direct you haha

[Zup]

It all depends on the choice

[Rammerrush]

dang well I cant wait for em

[Zup]

I might even update tomorrow

[Rammerrush]

Oh I hope so

[Redhollowlives999]

A)
then
C)

[Rammerrush]

I change mine to B then A if it isnt too late

[Zup]

Sol
4:15 PM

Uthma Dysun - Age 19
Seru: Ulkos (Zenoir)
Combat: Slim sword and knife
http://imgur.com/GsD9h

GOOD KARMA: 15
RELAXED KARMA: 7
EVIL KARMA: 5

Wendy - Age 18
Seru: (Nighto)
Combat: Eskrima and twin kris
http://imgur.com/3RAzh

GOOD KARMA: 13
SUPPORTIVE KARMA: 5
EVIL KARMA: 4

Raive - Age 23
Seru: (None)
Combat: Acrobatics, twin knives, spear
http://i.imgur.com/985ep.jpg

GOOD KARMA: 11
THINKING KARMA: 5
EVIL KARMA: 4

K73SK - Age 180
Seru: N/A
Combat: Iaido and twin katanas
http://i.imgur.com/LeED1.jpg

GOOD KARMA: 37
AWKWARD KARMA: 1
EVIL KARMA: 13
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"Well," said Uthma, weighing their options. "I think it'd be
best if we went to the news station downstairs. Somebody's gotta
have footage of the event. Maybe we can see who dropped the bomb
or where Redhollow and Mr. Virus went."

Raive nodded. "That's a good plan. Afterwards, we can check the
site itself and look for clues."

"Sounds good," said Wendy.

"Lead the way," instructed K73SK.

* * *

The news stations were busier than the party thought they were
going to be, but at least it gave them hope that someone would
be able to direct them to the recordings.

"Excuse me," said Uthma, touching the shoulder of a passing
girl, who was most likely an intern or an assistant. "We're
looking for the recordings of the Usha incident. Do you-?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't have permission to give those out. You'll
have to ask the man at the desk."

"Thanks."

The front desk was littered with papers and several telephones,
and was manned by three separate people, two of them occupied
with phone calls. The third was a man filling out forms and stamping
papers, grumbling under his breath.

"Uh, excuse me, sir?" Uthma asked.

The man looked up, red at the inner edges of his eyes. "Ugh. What, kid?
I'm busy."

"We're looking for your recordings of the Usha incident. It's really
important."

"REALLY, now?" the man asked, leaning back in his seat, a doubtful
look on his face. "Three kids and an old geezer are looking for footage
of the biggest catastrophe since Cort-"

K grabbed the man's collar, glaring at him, nostrils flaring. "Look,
man: we're about to go kick the a**es of whoever did it as soon as
you SHOW US THE TAPES."

The man was visibly shaken, and Uthma and Wendy couldn't help but
crack smiles at his clear nervousness. "A-Alright. L-l-lemme go get
it!"

* * *

The group were in a small, private room with a large television on
one end. They sat huddled around the screen, analyzing every detail
of the incident from the panic escapes to Wendy and Raive's arrival.
Finally, they witnessed their targets flee.

"Yup, just as I suspected," said K73SK, growling. "Damien was working
with those punks."

"Redhollow..." said Uthma under his breath.

"There's the bomber," Raive said, pointing to it in the corner of the
screen. "It looks like...some sort of Seru-enhanced vehicle?"

"Lemme see that," K demanded, moving up to get a closer look. "Would
you look at that..."

"What is it?" asked Wendy, trying to get a look at the screen over
K73SK's shoulder.

"We need to get over to Usha....NOW!"

* * *

When they arrived at the scene of the explosion, they were greeted with
blood puddles, broken walls and computers, and a few stray, severed
body parts. It was a gruesome, depressing sight, but they needed to
search through it.

"Alright, so it looked like the bomb landed somewhere over there," Uthma
said, gesturing to the area he was talking about. "You really think
there are leftovers of the bomb, K? It was a pretty big explosion..."

"Let's hope so."

The group scattered out, in search of parts of the bomb. It was roughly
the size of a human head and encased in black metal veined with red
lines.

Uthma began to dig into his section when he caught movement in the
corner of his eye. It looked like....

Bandits?

"Uh oh." Uthma pulled out Excalibur, hiding from their view. "Looks like
I got some looters to take care of..."

* * *

"Wendy! Can you come help me lift this machine?" Raive called, and
his sister nodded, getting a good grip on the underside of the fallen
technology. "One, two, three, lift!"

They were disappointed at not having found what they were looking for,
but were intrigued at what they DID find.

It was a suitcase that was practically undamaged. There were a few
scratches on the metal corners and it was covered in dust, but other
than that, it was completely in tact.

"What do you think this is?" Wendy asked, knocking on the thing. "It's
not too heavy. How did it survive the explosion?"

Raive shrugged. "I'm...not sure."

* * *

K73SK had to move a severed head and torsoin disgust in order to
continue his excavation. It was painful to see that the programmer
was one he had worked with, but it was far too late to mourn him. There
were bigger issues to concentrate on.

He finally found what he was looking for - and more, even. He expected
to find dozens of fragments of the bomb's shell, but he found almost
an entire half of it! It was cracked and in poor condition, and the
glowing red veins had died.

"Just as I thought," said K73SK, shaking his head. "Bastard made a bomb
out of a Gimard head..."

* * *

"What the the the the the are you guys doing here?" yelled Uthma, rolling
underneath a right hook. He kicked at the back of his foe's knee,
then cut down another bandit who was armed with a hand axe. "You
sick bastards!"

He sliced his way through four, five, six different bandits, each
one carrying something they had found in the wreckage. For some
reason, the idea of stealing from something as big as the Usha incident
disgusted Uthma.

The mercenary finally came face to face with the leader of the bandits,
who was, surprisingly, cowering in fear. "P-p-please! Don't kill me!"

Uthma narrowed his eyes. "Why should I spare you? You do realiz you're
stealing from the dead, right? Do you not get what the the the the the just
happened here?!?"

The bandit lifted his empty hands in front of him, shaking. "P-please!
Spare me! I-I'll return what I took and never come b-back!"

--------- UTHMA DECISION -----------
A) Spare the bandit. He's learned his lesson
B) Call somebody else over to take care of him
C) Kill him

-------- WENDY DECISION -----------
A) Take the suitcase over to Uthma and K73SK
B) Ask for Raive's input and go with it
C) Keep the case for yourself. You're only here for the bomb shell, anyway

-------- RAIVE DECISION ------------
A) Ask K73SK if he knows what the case is for
B) Continue to ponder your options and what it might be
C) Use your spear to break the lock on the case

--------- K73SK DECISION ----------
A) Tell the group that you know what Damien has done
B) Admire the handiwork of the shell
C) Keep the shell for yourself to build your own creation

[Redhollowlives999]

B)
A)
A)
A)

[Rammerrush]

A
A
C
B