Lets do it!
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Lets do it!
It is - typical gov't though, nothing special. It is a classic sci-fi Heavy-G world, so they're genetically a little bit stronger. And by stronger, I mean 'beat you at arm wrestling' not 'bend...
Thanks for the write-up, but I'd like to point out that only four other frames are faster than Tempest.
Prop: 2 seems pretty standard :biggrin:
"This one is ready to serve." Lola says with a slight nod of her head.
Like the update, but I thought the first mech looked cooler :smile:
Reminds me strangely of Tyrion. :biggrin:
Hey! No stealing my idea! :wink:
"should be", or "is required to be" ? Inquiring minds want to know so adjustments can be made if needed. :biggrin:
But I cannot dispute you...awesome pic!
Cap do you have a pic of the basic humanoid uniform?
Added a line to justify the skulls on Lola's mecha. 'The Valkonan people worship Necros, the Goddess of Death and Entropy. Not your typical death god, as worshipers are encourages to be charitable...
Thanks - been looking for a good pic for weeks and finally stumbled onto it today! :biggrin:
btw isn't it time for Piper's commentary? :wink:
Name: Lola Mizrahi (of House Mizra)
Homeworld: Valkona Prime
Soooo...when is voting ending? Lola Mizrahi is eager to come into creation! :biggrin:
Well I'm very much interested. :biggrin:
I'm making a write-in ballot for it!
But if it's not to be, I'll vote for Starlancer.
Cleric - what happened to Steamline Chronicles?? :confused:
Anyone still epiloguing?
Corvette Summer for the win! :biggrin:
Daphne uses Distant Sight to look inside of one of the larger monsters and then takes a deep breath before teleporting into its stomach. Several lightning strikes later and the thing falls over onto...
She pats him on the cheek. "That's okay sweetie, one of us has to be the muscle."
"Well, then, that's our plan. Lets go see the king. But first..."
Daphne pulls her shirt up, baring her stomach. She slips her locket over her head and then winces. "This is going to hurt."
Daphne regroups with the others, ready to follow their lead.
Daphne cries out in pain. As best she can, she turns to face the human and snarls, baring her claws at him like she is preparing to attack.
And then she sends a bolt of lightning at the man and...
Daphne's never wielded a sword in her life, so it's reasonable to think she handed it off.