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magisteriaexe2024-06-16 04:49 pm
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High Risk Quest #1: The Ghost Signal
Note: Here we go, gamers! The first High Risk Quest for Magisteria. These quests will serve as tiered mini-events which reveal crucial world lore, goings-on, and also tie into the metaplot and the large events. High Risk Quests will trade off in emphasis, meaning tech --> magic --> tech --> magic.
While this quest has seeds for the Tech Path Conflict, it should be noted that it's OTA and also that quite a bit of magic-specific locations/mini-events will open soon. The Magic Path Conflict is brewing in the background and will become more apparent soon, too, so keep one's eyes peeled.
Context & Recap
This quest takes place after The Coffee Shop Mingle, which features NPCs discoursing on the goings-on of High Rise Village. Players are encouraged to look at that.
In the first event, Training in High Rise Village, we learned about a mysterious intruder who infiltrated the Digital Flora Dome and the Neon Nest, two properties belonging to an android named Rosalind Vireo. PCs who restored the properties deciphered a mysterious phrase, "Symphony of Disruption..." Seems portentious! In the above coffee shop mingle, Rosalind speculates as to the possible culprit(s?).
Bling
See the plotting post: PCs can go all out with the cyber weapons on this one, in addition to whatever tech or magic they've learned, whatever canon abilities have returned, and Selena and Titan-7 can also be used as weapons (so to speak) or defenses/back-up. Feel free to write interactions with them or them stepping in however. Of course, the main route to success will be PCs supporting other PCs!
Gilgamesh | Fate | Open to All!
[ the darkness of the evening and the misshapen creatures ambling through it... indeed, the whole scenario, for Gilgamesh, calls to mind memories of what had been, for his kingdom and for humanity itself, something like the end of the world.
there, in his time, it had been worse, with the lahmu actively ripping humans to shreds. here, at least, he and the others had a chance to contain these Fractured before it came to that. their numbers were not overwhelming, but it was that same sickening aura as those lahmu, insofar as these were beings who very clearly could not co-exist alongside any sort of civilized society. the incompatible nature was obvious and apparent in every gesture, in the sensations that emanated from the beings that he and the other Otherworlders found themselves confronted with.
the phantom circuits which Gilgamesh had felt in his body since the moment of the Cyberseed implant... there was a small, strange discomfort to them now, an itch that comes and goes. occasionally, he finds his vision distorting, and other effects -- almost as though some part of him were mechanizing in accordance with this world.
presently, his opponent is that first one: the Matriarch, she was called. ]
Do not make eye contact with her -- [ this is said to whatever Otherworlder(s) accompany/ies him, advice given by their allies, Selena and Titan-7. ]
And best you mongrels stay away from those ribbons...
[ unless they wished to end as tattered messes.
presently, however, Gilgamesh's Bios is bright golden, emanating from his body and from the portals that open around him. he may not be at peak power in this world and under these circumstances, but to entrap this witch of the darkness, he shall use his bright aura in all senses of the word. and from the portals, the weapons which now emerge and go flying towards the enemy? not staves or swords, but tri-pronged cybernetic stars. Gilgamesh was nothing if not adaptable to a new setting.
currently, the stars go flying towards that elusive maiden-monster, aiming to slice, or at least distract her. ]
no subject
He's done more dangerous things than this, but always when he was at his peak, and with his own intel that he spent time collecting. He didn't like working like this, and he didn't trust others like this. Unfortunately it was just the state of things, though, and he'd been stuck with someone that he wouldn't have chosen to work with himself. The way V's hackles raised the moment the man called him a mongrel made it apparent that the man had clearly hit some nerve and V's anger was apparent in his voice. ]
Call me a fucking mongrel again and I'll turn you into sashimi for this bitch myself.
[ V pulled out a rifle and crouched, making himself as small as he could behind Gilgamesh. The rifle was clearly a high powered thing: a large caliber, and clearly meant for middling to longer ranged shots. Before he started hacking, he wanted to destroy the seal on her forehead so he wouldn't be interrupted.
He hung behind Gilgamesh, letting him be the big bright shiny cover, as he took his time lining up his shot. He missed the rifle he klepped at the Black Sapphire and its direct link to his optics, but it was neither here nor there. Once he was confident he had the shot, he pulled the trigger - though lord knows if it would actually land, given the fact that he was fighting a broken bit code. Regardless, he kept his that rifle in position until he knew for sure, tracking the symbol on her forehead still. ]
no subject
They were also further reduced by whatever restraints had been placed upon them all in Magisteria. And, like V, he was struggling somewhat with whatever this new technical side of himself was -- perhaps more, insofar as this was all new to Gilgamesh, who had no prior frame of reference for anything like tech implants.
However, he would not be himself if he were to let show any sign of weakness or doubt, so in response to that gruff comment, he just emits a soft, low laugh, under his breath. ]
I suppose such spirit is at least to be commended.
[ his only acknowledgment of the comment itself is tacit, insofar as he abstains from further insults. really, such epithets were simply Gilgamesh-speak, as natural to him as breathing, but even he has perhaps enough tact and sense of priorities to realize that pushing luck with a would-be ally at such a moment might end poorly for them both. he was after all a Wise King... sort of. even if he still had a tendency to get hung up on petty things (one might argue, anyway).
as it is, Gilgamesh settles for the path of least or at least lesser resistance. neither of them is the ally the other wants, but that's just how it be right now. rather than focusing on V in particular, he focuses on the rifle shot, summoning his axe and readying it just in case the shot misses or -- even if it hits its mark and the ... entity retains some power... he wants to be immediately ready to deal a follow-up blow: no being caught off-guard.
but, this will be a good opportunity, perhaps, to see just what a properly targeted shot can do... that is, if it lands. what effect shall it have? Gilgamesh watches, keenly, all senses alert. ]