A somewhat cleaned, coloured and snipped log of an interaction this morning primarily between my character and Ninavask. The chornicle of the game they're playing is located
here for those who are unfamiliar with Mindclash. This was the first time the two had met each other. No interaction between the players had, to my knowledge, ever happened previously. The game was entirely unscripted, off-the-cuff play.
Ninavask glances towards Syn in Driselle. Nodding slightly in greeting before pointedly glancing towards Jia as he reaches the table. Grabbing the helmet on one side.*JiaLei Lian finishes the stolen drink and seats herself across from him, her hair shimmering in its silvers and blues as she gets set.Ninavask sits down holding the helmet as the table begins to light up, showing only shimmering fields of static for now.*Tochalla Ronuken sips her beer and turns around to watch the game
JiaLei Lian draws a fingertip across her lips, smiling pleasantly at him - Would you like to go first?Ninavask after a second puts on the helmet. The field between him and Jia lighting up in recognition of the neural contact.* Alright...
Ninavask concentrates and clouds of light begin to rise off the table. After several seconds formulating into what looks like a heavily armored soldier. As soon as the being is formed it launches towards Jia's side of the table at a dead sprint.*JiaLei Lian tilts her head almost unnoticeably, the inside half of her irises rotating. Her side of the table seems to crumble and disappear as the image runs onto it, falling into the sinkhole.Tochalla Ronuken takes her beer over to the table and watches behind Ninavask.
Ninavask seems slightly surprised at the sinkhole as the soldier tries to get out of the sinkhole. Eventually the soldier begins to fall in but before he can go too far it reforms into a Ishkur, shooting straight up from the sinkhole and screams towards Jia, its blasters tracking and firing.*Driselle watches the game, musing to herself. "So THAT'S what those tables are for."
JiaLei Lian twitches one finger up, resuliting in a series of asteroids to fly in from over her shoulder, throwing themselves at the incoming vessel, before an ephemeral wall of blackness forms in front of her. JiaLei opens her mouth and breathes out slowly. A mass of groaning, screaming heads begin moving towards him, their necks stretching, toothless mouths agape and eyesockets bare and leaking blackened, coagulated blood down their cheeks.Tochalla Ronuken flinches back
Medarr looks up a moment grinning thinks to himself creative toaster that *
Syn Callibri stops playing as she sees the image, her eyes flashing red then blue again
Ninavask's eyes widen slightly in alarm at the heads, distracting him enough that the Ishkur slams into an asteroid, exploding into a cloud of light and rushing back towards him, away from the heads. For a moment trying to form only to dissolve again. After two tries it finally reforms into an Gallentean battleship. Striking back at the heads with countless blasters that would never fit on a true hyperion. The hyperion however looks half-formed and it's strikes do very little against the closing heads, even as it seems resolute to hold it's ground against the heads.*Tochalla Ronuken sips her beer and roots for Nina
JiaLei Lian twitches another finger. Each time the vessel shoots one of the creatures, they emit the wail of a terrified infant, only to be silenced by the next one as they continue to pour from the widening blackness between the two players.Syn Callibri emits a low growl as the game continues
Medarr glances at syn a moment wondering why she is bothered. *
Ninavask shivers a little at the wails. Flinching visibly at each, sweat beading his brow as he glares intently at the table. The Hyperion wavering slightly even as it shimmers with what looks like hardeners. Finally as the heads come closer the guns vanish replaced by massive waves of energy, smartbombs being fired in all directions attempting to vaproize the ever encroaching darkness. Trembles visibly with the effort, staring intently at the hyperion. Willing it to hold them off*Syn Callibri takes a deep breath holding it for a few seconds as shes led away by driselle
Syn Callibri watches the game with interest.
Syn Callibri takes a big swallow of her water.
Syn Callibri > ...dragon.
Syn Callibri > ...he needs to be creative, not technical.
JiaLei Lian inhales sharply as they all make an ear-piercing shriek in unison. The black cloud shrinks into a tiny, swirling point, from which it balloons out as her mouth opens again, pouring out twisted, gibbering and cackling demons flying out in all directions, diving and twisting in the air as they swarm towards him and his protector.Tochalla Ronuken gasps
Syn Callibri > ...its a game of the imagination, not knowledge.
Syn Callibri > ...hes already lost.
Ninavask flinches visibly at the sight, but his jaw tenses as he steps forward. Looking more resolved then ever as the demons charge. The Hyperion disappearing into a cloud of light, becoming an army of ancient soldiers carrying blades of metal and armor however even with the newfound resolve the armies are overrun in moments. He lets out a choked gasp as the demons overtake his defense.*Syn Callibri > ...too little...too late.
Tochalla Ronuken boos and roots for the little soldiers
JiaLei Lian inhales again as the creatures disintegrate into a cloud of ash that pours over him, coalescing into the upper half of a woman whose hands take his chin into them. Her dusty lips place the briefest of kisses on his own, and the ash pours into his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, consuming him in his fall.Syn Callibri almost chokes on her water
Tochalla Ronuken takes a step back, gaping in horror
Medarr merely grins
Driselle sips at her beer and smiles
Ninavask flinches back and with a gasp nearly tears off the helmet. Eyes wide with alarm and shock, physically quivering.* Gods... *Mumbles softly.*Syn Callibri walks toward the mind-clash table
JiaLei Lian pops her connector off, smiling pleasantly - Fun morning, dear. Syn Callibri > Nina...you ok?
Syn Callibri glances at the silver/blue haired woman "...not bad for an amateur."
Driselle pats the seat next to her. "Nina, come have a seat."
JiaLei Lian > We have regular recreation activity in the Foundations.Syn Callibri > /emote nods "...thats nice."
Medarr > well played ninavask.. and Jia.. quite entertaining
Ninavask shakes his head as he pulls the neural helmet off. Gasping, body still quivering from the mental exhaustion caused by the attack. Scowling over at Jia, grudgingly admitting.* Good game... *Sweat drips off his brow as he shakily gets up.*Syn Callibri her hand to Nina "Come on pal."
Syn Callibri > Challa take him over to his whiskey would you sweetie?
Tochalla Ronuken nods at Syn and takes Nina by the arm
JiaLei Lian > Any time you want another dear.Tochalla Ronuken leads him up to the bar and to the stool next to Driselle
Syn Callibri walks past the woman nodding "...well played."
Ninavask lets Tochalla guide him to the bar. Nodding a little towards Jia in acknowledgement but not saying anything. Shaking his head slightly.* Gods... *mumbles.*
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