Rebuilding Mossflower Country Steampunk Roleplay

[Izeroth]

 As the arrow flew towards the Steel Fist, Hadrian screamed the order to fire. Two iron cannonballs went hurtling towards the vicky's revenge.

[BlueRose]

Vicky turned to Shael. "All right, let's make a dash for it now that they'll be occupied for a bit." She ran to the controls and flicked a few switches.

Shael smiled and followed, only stopping to turn a few nobs.

[Rusvul]

OOC: It's a surprise, silly!

OOC: Yeah, the only thing is, it's hard to roleplay a special arrow hitting you if you have no idea what it does. Seeing as you can't auto-hit with the arrow, (PP) or make a hit severe without consent (Also PP) secret weapons could make things slightly difficult. But if it works, then it works. )

[Izeroth]

 OOC: I provided consent to do some damage to my ship.

[Blaggut]

A medium sized ship that could very well be called ugly meandered into the airflows. It was covered in metal cogs and pipes, and bore a faded, hardly see-able title on its sides. The Bronze Queen. A small shout is heard from the prow, and 3 large, ugly, faded bellows blew a large amount of air, forcing the ship forward.

On the deck, ? fiddles with an invention of his. Some squares, wedges, cylinders on the like made of pure metal, used to be stuck into the cogwork of enemy machines. Aldosh boredly flicks his shovel around. At the yells of a young boy, the pilot's assistant, who was now hiding behind the prow, the looked up and saw the battle, to which the ship quickly puffed away in the opposite direction.

Occ: Also, my ships has some lightweight bronzelike material in patches across the balloon, protecting it from most bullets, but breaks relatively easily. The inside of the balloons is in separate squares, so popping one will only realize a small fraction if the air.

[Cornflower MM]

The arrow hit the ship's hull, sending up an explosion, a big one. While her 'explodey' (As Arya called them) were really noisy and smokey, they did relatively minor damage. If, of course, you considered a few holes and a lot of smoke minor. "Vicky! Incoming!" Arya warned loudly, firing a heavy arrow into the path of one of the cannonballs in hope of knocking it aside. It hit, sure enough, but it didn't do much good.

[BlueRose]

Vicky grabbed the ship's steering mechanism and turned add hard as she could to make the ship parallel to the incoming missiles. One missed, but the other grazed the hull rather badly. "Shael, we need to get out of here. Do you think we can make it to the hideout at the WaterMeadows?"

Shael shrugged.  "We can try. "

[Izeroth]

 Hadrian coughed as the smoke went into the air. The smoke obscured his vision and stained his bright red uniform black. Though he could not see them, Hadrian heard the coughs of the other beasts around him. He stumbled on the deck, trying to get out of the haze.

After a moment, Hadrian's vision finally cleared. The cloud of smoke was drifting away from the ship, allowing his crew to see what was in front of them once more. With his vision clear, the pine marten could see the holes the arrow had made in the hull. The holes were fairly large, but they were nothing to seriously worry about. Only the outer layer of wood had been burnt; the thick inner layer of the hull was still holding strong.

And now, the ship was flying away. There wasn't time to reload his guns; something had to be done quickly. Hadrian racked his brain for ideas, finally coming upon a thought. There were a few fireworks from last year's festival in the hold, were there not? Hadrian did not like having to resort to such unorthodox methods of attack, but there was no time to play by the rulebooks.

A horrible, vulpine smile spread across the captain's face. He ordered his crew to set the four largest fireworks horizontally on the deck. "If this works," he thought, "I'll be able to add a new strategy to the books."

[BlueRose]

OOC: Stealing a leaf out of Mulan's book, are we?

[Izeroth]

OOC: By Vulpez, you're right! I wasn't thinking of mulan when I wrote this, but I suppose te scenario is similar.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC:Ya think? Heh heh. Stick somebody on the fireworks, and you're in business for a steampunk Mulan.

[Blaggut]

Aldosh picks at a fingernail, boredly watching the battle. "Well, that doesn't look very friendly." he says as he finally gets the piece of dirt out, flicking it overboard. He yawns, saying; "I wonder of they have any cake. I'm quite hungry." but he is ignored by the frantic crewmen going down to the galley to ready the cannons in case of attack.

[Izeroth]

 The sheer blast from the fireworks sent Hadrian reeling backwards across the deck. The rockets were flying now, heading towards the enemy. The fireworks were not designed to damage; there was little chance of doing major injury, but even so, the explosion might confuse the enemy and buy steel fist a few seconds.

[BlueRose]

Vicky spotted the incoming fireworks. "Blast it all. We need to use the big gun." She ran to the large gun, and hooked an odd looking hose to the side of it. "Here we go!" She shot at the festive missiles, producing a stream of water.

[Blaggut]

Richard rushes into the galley, but not towards the cannons, rather. Instead, he runs  into his workshop, sending papers flying around the bronze plated room. To the right and forward was a door into the building with his mechanisms. He races into there, surrounded by spider shaped mechs and towering machine gun firing Wall Walkers. He runs toward a case and opens it, finding an old invention of his. It reminded him of the fireworks he had seen just before hurtling down into the galley. Bombstoppers, he called them. They had 2 uses. Your could light an set a clock inside of it, timing it, and launch it at the enemy, killing or maiming. This could also be done without the clock, causing a contact explosion. Or, they could be used for the reason they got their name by. If a cannon was hurtling at your ship, a well time cluster of these could send them flying in away from your ship. There were some larger ones specifically intended for this -or perhaps more effective killing- which had more explosives and fireworks for launching them upon the enemy. But first, he needed some scouts to fly over to the battle, to tell who waste enemy and who was friend, if the case was so. But what foolish bests would do that? He quickly realized- Chipmunks! Rare in Mossflower Country, because of their of crazy, fun loving nature that often got them killed. Curiousity killed the chipmunk, as was often said. They would love to ride on some of his bird mechs over to the battle, some fine replacements for actual owls, as these were rarely loyal enough to not eat eat a perfectly placed chipmunk. He'd hired a small group of them just for this type of case. He grabbe dye crate and headed back into the fray of the galley, where all sorts of animals had gathered around cannons, waiting see what would happen. That is, of they weren't running around panicking. Richard had to refrain from laughing, they looked white ungainly. He hurried over to the group of chipmunks, who were drunk and laughing there stubby tails off.