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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 16, 2024 4:00:33 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Ingrid felt that creeping sting in her stomach. Any time she was behind the wheel, and pleasant conversation was underway, some sort of villainous shenanigans were right around the corner. Trying to split her attention between driving through the trees, and discussions of cameras and her beloved deer of legend. Answering Elara's inquiries about her antlers, "It should. Depending on how close it adheres to the stories, they'll either be made of gold or they may have some radiance to them." She remained concerned that it was the former, which would only make her a more attractive target for hunters and ne'er-do-wells.
[break][break] Stopping on a dime, Ingrid took one perplexed glance at the large arrow blocking their path. Problems of this sort just had their way of stumbling their way towards her. Frustration rocked her, she wanted to bring trouble to the deerhunter, not the other way around. Sighing one of her long, agonized sighs, she gripped the steering wheel tightly, "We've hardly been given a choice, have we?” She didn't need much coaxing; Ingrid had been well on her way to concocting a case against this huntress. [break][break]
Gaps in the silence uneased Ingrid in the wake of the first attack; what precious seconds they had slowed under the light sounds of movement from all around. The whirl of more arrows subtly echoed through the trees, signaling the onslaught heading their way. Darting towards a steep turn, she slanted her rainbow road upwards. Carefully, she tilted the road on its side, allowing the two to slip between some of the more problematic trees. Ingrid believed for a moment that she had avoided the worst of it; delusions broke as soon as an arrow pierced through the trunk, entirely visible through Diana's translucent chassis. [break][break]
No assailant in sight, Ingrid pressed her index finger against her lips, giving the signal that it was time to stay quiet. Flipping the hidden compartment on the shift knob she revealed a button. Pressing that button opened up a new avenue for her to shift towards invisibility. Keeping a steady pace she repositioned, trying to maneuver through the dense patch of English woods. She hoped to draw out their assailant, or at least see a small portion , so they would be in a better position to finally eliminate them, once and for all. Ingrid's grudge had arrived and she was already gearing up to act on it.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 12, 2024 6:25:47 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Finally, Elara’s voice had broken the eerie silence that arose from Ingrid’s discovery. Easing up a bit, she moved her gaze towards her voice, “Very.” She added, her voice carrying obvious frustrations. Finished with her investigation she pivoted fully towards Elara,“Still, ma chérie, I’m glad you could make it.” Her voice rising into warming tones as she leaned in for two friendly pecks across Elara’s cheeks. Seeing as she had brought food, she had to decline, however, “I appreciate the thought, but I’m not very hungry. Hold onto it, will you?” [break][break]
Returning to more serious matters, she folded her arms, and meandered back towards Diana. She had spent a great deal of time on this mission and had little to show for it, in fact, most of her clues had been directly attached to the massacre of deers in the area, “Sadly, it's far from the first. I’ve found a great deal of harts, hinds, and fawns killed like this… it’s . One of those arrows should do the trick–straight through the heart no less.” It was the method that taunted Ingrid to no end, she found it so churlish, so degrading. [break][break]
Opening Diana’s door, she finally decided to drop her worrying conclusion, “Someone else is after the hind, it seems, and to give undue charity, they seem to lack the sense to understand what it is they’re actually after. This hunter is more than content to slay every deer until they’ve gotten the right one.” While not entirely charitable, Ingrid simply didn’t want to imagine malice where she could apply incompetence; even if said incompetence was applied entirely maliciously. [break][break]
Faced with the question of whether or not she was to drive, she smiled, “Of course. I’d hardly expect us to trod through this terrible, muddy landscape.” She was clearly as far away from her element as she possibly could. In the corner of her eye, she caught a brief glimpse of a sparkle. Wasting no more time, she slid behind the wheel. More definitive than banter about how awful the British lowlands were, she spun the car around so that the passenger door was no more than a step from Elara. Upon opening the door, Elara would be greeted by a vintage 35mm camera, “Be Careful, it’s a rental.”
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 10, 2024 3:33:54 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Company was pleasant enough to start, Kurai even brought some far more impressive company along. But when it was time for Ingrid to face Rojin however, any and all of her mirth evaporated. Ingrid started out with little patience, and was selective when it came to time to utilize it. To speak of manners and then to prattle off so rudely, offering unsolicited wisdom–the worst sort–Ingrid couldn’t handle it. Not even waiting for him to complete his spiel, she attempted to wedge her voice in, “Excuse me?” She uttered bluntly with a subtle undercurrent of venom. Ingrid was hardly a deep freeze, and she had very little inherent respect for elders, “That’s all very well, but I don’t remember asking for so much of your input–I’m sure you’ve come across wisdom concerning the importance of discretion, maybe you can muse on that.” [break][break]
Ingrid was in a perfect position to seethe over that interaction for a bit, she was only really saved by the proposition of having a bodyguard. It was a thrilling idea until the demon opened its mouth, with many unfriendly implications. Preferring to dispel any prospects of either gold-digging or larceny she offered a dismissive gesture, “Afraid not. Well…. I do look it, sure.” It was true, if hardly believable; she was far from wealthy–especially now–her twisted priorities simply allowed her to live well above her means without fear or shame. [break][break]
While she could very well, and was more than willing to look a gift horse in the mouth, as it were, the distraction of peril swept her away from making that mistake. Daggers flew over her shoulder, hitting their mark on a twisted sea creature making its way towards her. Allowing her shock to sink in, and then fade, Ingrid quickly shifted gears to literal gear shifting. Without offering so much as a thanks, she took off running her way up at an impressive angle along her rainbow road. She threw her arms forward, miming the grip of a motorcycle’s handlebars. Light cascaded around her, forming an iridescent motorcycle of a sleek, sporty make. Ramping up speed, she twisted her way down, “Ghastly creatures! Away! Away!” Her disgust was apparent, even before she moved to attempt murder. [break][break]
If there was an art to riding a motorcycle in cumbersome evening wear, Ingrid was an old master. Being courteous enough to take her clunky vehicle off the deck, she dove down off the railing. Reflections of the creatures faced malice behind Ingrid’s large sunglasses. As ill-advised as it may have seemed, she followed her rainbow road along the side, picking up speed, and selecting her targets. Racing directly into the finned heads of one of the climbing fish-people and then another; she promptly slung the rainbow road upwards heading back up towards the deck and rising above it expecting to face no reprisal. [break][break]
Finally landing on the calamity on deck, with tossed relics, thorn limbs, and complete visceral carnage of whatever fresh hell Rojin was serving. Meeting sunglasses to eye with Valefor, she offered him a spot on the motorcycle, ”You can throw knives and move, correct? Get on, I could use the company.” In a tone that was far more demanding than suggestive. [break][break]
Arrival Roll: 10, 7, 6 Activated core, SPD+2 Ranks. DEF+1 Rank from stich-it-yourself. Two attacks at E power.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 9, 2024 3:35:36 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Mission Details[break][break] Suddenly, Ingrid had been enraptured into a retelling of her own world rife with living folklore and mythology. It didn’t always have to be fighting tooth and nail with goblins, androids, and some other creature Ingrid had no desire to retain memory of. In a night of tossing and turning, she had awoken in a cold sweat that it was possible for her to come across some of the wondrous creatures that had once captured her imagination as a girl could be walking around in Earth-Chan’s cursed lands. It was a thought that she put aside, until an opportunity would present itself. [break][break] Chasing bulletins had brought Ingrid to one of her most loathed places: The English countryside. Shimmering golden antlers, unrivaled speed, and ruined flower beds. As well as the fury of messages from some Hunter-classed player, who has suffered from lack of capability. Complaints that it outpaced the bolts of his magical crossbow piqued Ingrid's interest, bringing herself back to a charming little book concerning the labors of Heracles she had as a child. Her book offered a sanitized telling for sure, yet its depiction of Heracles' third labor remained one of her preferred tellings; the shining horns of the hind, and the mysterious beauty in their abstract depiction of Artemis as a stalking shadow. [break][break] Searching for a regular deer was a tall ask from Ingrid. Containing such a natural disdain for hunting; she didn't hold even the slightest care for supplemental skills like tracking.This hind, renowned for its mythical speed and elusiveness made for an insurmountable mission. She still took it upon herself to pursue this creature, at the very least, she knew she wouldn’t have to be alone. Parked within an agreed upon patch of English ground, Ingird awaited the appearance of her dearest of roommates. Although she would never admit it, she felt the stinging possibility that this day could end in the most humiliating of failures. [break][break] “We are only to take a picture. If we harm so much as a hair on her, we will face the wrath of Artemis, or whatever horror Earth-chan has cooked up in her place.” She had established well in advanced, a few times, to ensure her message was gotten across. Examining a trail of blood near her parking spot, she followed, stumbling onto a far less mystical doe, one with several large arrows through her heart. Ingrid had failed to account for having to compete with the careful eye of fully realized deerslayer. [break]
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 8, 2024 2:12:12 GMT
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Spectualar, and nerve wracking. She was playing by ear, and proud that her physics defying scheme worked out, partly because Ingrid had demanded it. Pure test of skill without the safety net of her protective bifrost. In this new world, some people had been granted their wildest fantasies, becoming what they could have only inserted into terrible webcomics based on shallow power fantasy. It was a world where she could have been Grace Kelly, but instead, she had the honor of being Steve McQueen. Finally, she exhaled once the wheels had finally touched down in the dank cannery, taking her first regrettable breath since she took off. Emboldened, she turned a slight glance to Elara, “Oh you haven’t seen anything yet.” [break][break]
In truth, it was Ingrid who hadn’t seen anything. Elara had moved on ahead, getting out on foot to explore. Having not forgotten her plan to not split up. Ingrid simply vanished from sight. Driving Diana through the plastic slats as the new figure emerged. Within the fish gutting chamber, as it is called in the industry, were several typewriters and stacks upon stacks of typed documents. Rolling the window down, she began loading most of this material into her car. Taking the time to read some of the reading material. While the newer documents simply repeated the same deranged words over and over age, those near the bottom of the stack held incomprehensibly information concerning John Milton and revenge. She was sure that somewhere in all of this was what the scientist was looking for. [break][break]
In the silence of this room, Ingrid came to realize she wasn’t alone. Passing by, heading towards Elara’s confrontation was a far more rough-cut version of this android. Resembling the scientist who had sent them, not as a doppelgänger, but a sibling or child; stitched together from selected pieces rather than formed. From this android's wrists hands flowed thick wires, resembling many throughout the city. Following those wires to their conclusion, Ingrid saw that they were coaxing several of the arm-cannoned automatons into a firing line. [break][break]
This rough and sad looking automaton began its screed, “And yet, since no delight is unalloy–” Ingrid didn’t particularly love Ovid, and she made this clear by swinging past the ur-creation as it were and snatching at the chords sticking out of her hands, yanking both her and a whole flank of robots to the ground. Shocked, she ordered the second flank to fire as Ingrid’s invisibility faded. Comfortable driving in such a small space she resummoned the rainbow road, launching Diana upwards, attempting to avoid barrage after barrage in the tight space. Tanks and supercomputers were reduced to ruin. Ingrid, still something, swung back, “Are you finished? We’ve come to take you home.”
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 7, 2024 4:51:31 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] From her purse, she retrieved a handkerchief, and promptly offered it to Elara. The mere moments she had to wait for her core to come off of cooldown were painful. She wondered just how they had been able to accumulate so much ammunition, and cursed that had yet to cease. Folding her arms in frustration, she fought the urge to pace in her tight space. Any moment now. Their space was starting to run out; unable to shoot directly into the alleyway, they crept their focus on the edge of the buildings. Ingrid was melting away, focusing less and less on her own embedding demise, and sticking her eyes to the ticking number on her interface. Abruptly in a tone of jubilation more suited to being far more away, “Get ready, you're going to have a short window, and I know you’re quick enough--you better be.” [break][break]
Running directly out into the smoke of torn streets. Hopping and zipping around, she used her natural speed to try her best to avoid certain death. Swinging her arm around, she ran down the way they had arrived, backtracking. For a moment, she was drawing their fire, which drew closer. Putting her arm directly ahead of her, a stream of light enveloped her. Her stride shifted to the legwork of pedal manipulation. Surrounded by a sleek, angular supercar, she twisted her arms, drifting to completely reorient her car back towards the alley. [break][break]
She had made one slight modification to good ole Diana, her driver’s door was on the right side for once. Although these unkempt Russian roads were built for left side steering, she had to curb the rules of the road to make good on her promise. Missing the convenience of her rainbow road, she had to zip and twist around to avoid the craters and potholes formed by the barrage. Passing by the alley opening, she opened the upward facing passenger door, “The shots are coming from the cannery, get in!” She had started shouting some way away from her pick up zone, hoping to convey that important piece of information. She noticed a ramp that if approached with enough speed, could possibly send them through the window on the upper level of the cannery. As soon as Elara got in, that’s exactly what she was planning on doing. The fact that the seatbelts glowed a different color this time around, was suggestion enough that she had this plan up her sleeve.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 6, 2024 4:26:51 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] The worst part of these dives was always the dirt she accumulated during the fall. Suffering a moment of dishevelment, she allowed Elara to do most if not all the dirty work. For a time, Ingrid had done all she could do. Her beloved car was off to nowhere, and her rainbow road had been shattered. Opening her menu, she glared at her cooldowns while the thrilling rip and tear of Elara’s battle with the fleshy construct underwent its grisly conclusion. [break][break]
Shifting herself about, she spent a great deal of time dusting herself off the mud, snow, and the shame. Turning her back, she allowed Elara the quiet dignity of privacy for her brutal takedown. It was over, she was sure when she heard Elara’s voice wasn’t wrapped up in imagined battle-banter, but of concern for her trusted ally. Flustered, she straightened the crinkles of her long, faux-fox lined coat. A look of indignation flaring across her brow, she was clearly in good health and up to her usual,“I’m unharmed, unhappy, but unharmed.” Making her way towards Elara, she made every effort to avoid the artificial gore left in the street, “We’re going the right way at least.” [break][break]
Terrible ordeal, and that was just the start. Pressing herself against the corner of a building, watching ahead of the two, she got into her fugitive work. Squinting she noticed something terribly unsettling. Trying her best to not ascribe something poetic to whatever it was ahead of them, her mind twisted to something that wasn’t stars sitting upon the rooftops. Realizing what this meant, her eyes widened by her teashades, “Elara! Over her-–” She partially cried in an uneasy frenzy of terror. She could not finish her request, soon the very street they were on was a shooting gallery. Heavy ordnance peppered struck the road, the buildings, nearly every inch the space the two occupied. [break][break]
Squeezing through a tight alley, she left her hand extending outward. They have been offered no quarter. Shelling would continue, possibly even long after the two had perished. Even if she hadn’t been directly struck, the constant concussive force, and uptick of debris was cutting into Ingrid, wincing, she pushed herself further, hoping to find her way into safety, only to find a dead end. Keeping her eyes keenly on her cooldowns, Ingrid was well into preparing what was to come next, "Hold on. Just stay safe, I can get us out of this."
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 4, 2024 22:05:19 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Leaning back in her seat, and attempting to stretch within the confines of an elegant example of a sports car, Ingrid nodded, “Yes, getting out of here would do us both some good.“ Feeling the bothersome sting of pins and needles in her thighs, she was quite quick on the draw of concurrence. Flourishing her wrist, the very same vibrant cacophony of light that summoned the Venus Mk. I took her away from whence she came–nowhere. Gently drifting into a standing position, Ingrid tried her best to remember her old ballet stretches', nearly falling in the process. [break][break]
This particular city seemed just as good as any to earn the title of “Arkhangelsk”. She could imagine it quite vividly, what it must have been before Eursia was reduced to a shattered mess. Looking on at the vacant void that replaced the sea, she attempted to eye the industrial district. Her seafaring roots could never completely be swallowed up by the urban Bohemian she slowly morphed into, “These sorts of old-fashioned canneries are usually near the water… or where the water used to be.” Realizing this meant that the cannery was likely facing a steep drop to nothingness, she changed the subject “Not in the lovely beachside way, the sort of drab dockside way. Quite uncharming.” [break][break]
Wasting no time, she was on her way, heading down the cracked streets of Arkhangelsk. Turning back, she gestured for Elara to join her, “We’ll go nowhere but straight into trouble if we split up; I can hardly stand the smell of this place.” Although she spoke with her usual haughty tone, there was a clawing stench of burning electrical components that bothered her. [break][break]
Fog waffed out the shattered windows, howling in pure horror. Ingrid was more than happy to click along the streets. The two traveled with a palpable lack of activity. It was all quiet, aside from the screaming windows. Turning a corner, however, one that was leading the two down to the long coastal portion of the seaside city, someone stood in the road. It was the sort of mechanical construct that had been implied. They looked human, if completely pallid; skin the pure of paper and hair of the very dame hue. From afar their eyes looked dark, if they got closer, they would see that their irises were entirely black, while their pupils glowed a faint yellow. [break][break]
It raised its arm, and let loose a thunderous blast of ordinance aimed directly between the two. Ingrid ran towards it, running upwards at a 90 degree angle. Her rainbow road would shatter on impact, throwing her to the ground, mostly unscathed. [break][break]
Dismissed Core. Used Passive.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Jan 3, 2024 23:10:53 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] The last to arrive was none other than Ingrid. Fashionably late, one might say–if Ingrid had a chance to say at all. As crucial as first impressions were, she had a terrible tendency to fumble them in a breadth of missteps. It was a formal invitation, and one that held Elara’s credibility at great risk; Ingrid’s priorities weren’t well suited for the life of an adventurer. [break][break]
Adorned in a white, chiton inspired halter dress more suited for a cocktail party in Mykonos than an adventure, proudly showed what had eaten up so much of her time. She made her way down the docks with the confident strut that could only be performed by someone who was late by way of pure audacity. A gait only enhanced by her heels’ newfound tendency to be trailed by a shimmering rainbow. [break][break]
Clinging to her broken, but freshly stitched parasol she quickly made the way to the end of what constituted a brisk jaunt. Fervently blocking the unrelenting sunlight, she came to rainbows circling around the hem of her long dress. Seeing that there were already four others here, she offered a rather obligatory apology, “Terribly sorry; I do hope I haven’t kept you all waiting too long.” She was able to see, however, that it wasn't fully necessary as it appeared that she had dropped in in the middle of a lecture. Seeing the group was indisposed for a moment, she sauntered over to Elara who held a look she was all to familiar with, "You look green already, Elara, remember: Focus on the horizon.” She whispered, hoping to dispel her dear friend's woes. [break][break]
Ingrid had retained at least a little bit of what Elara had told her about her holiday turmoil, at least enough to put a name to a face, possibly. Moving forward as she caught a break in Rojin's words of wisdom, she offered her hand to Kurai in an antiquated gesture of presumed chivalry, “Kurai, was it? "I'm charmed.” Shifting her gaze to the rest of her future party, she gave out several warm nods of acknowledgement, “Panya, a pleasure... And…? Just who else do I have the pleasure of meeting? I am Ingrid, Ms. Karina if you will.” [break][break] Used Passive, stitch-it-yourself Dress to Aggress mode selected.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 29, 2023 20:39:42 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Mission Details[break][break] Ingrid was certainly dressed for the occasion, and her newfound location, living her best, when in Palmyra era. Despite having lost her beloved faux-fox ushanka in an altercation deep in a frozen cave, she had gotten her hands on another, though likel illicit methods. For once, she wore her hair up, believing that it may be able to keep her hat wedged into place. Favoring her Venus Mk. 1, she took the road, cruising at an acceptable pace for some hours in search of Archangel. [break][break] Piercing cold and blinding fog defined the afternoon. Bleeding into the night, both only worsened. Deep into the mists, conditions were starting to become unbearable. Many near misses against downed power lines, giant chords and all manner of direlects(both fantastical and mundane. Even the foglights couldn’t cut through, but Ingrid remained unperturbed. She had a few tricks up her faux fox lined sleeves. Mainly, she had driven for a few hours with her head poking out the window, watching the lines on the abandoned highway. [break][break] Cursing that she had no compass, she was left with the creeping sensation that they may have set off in the wrong direction entirely. Screeching to halt, Ingrid abruptly left the car. Particularly, some of Misty Wastes’ oppressive fogs leaked into the cab through the briefly opened door. Tossing a bent, rusted sign saying Arkhangelsk into the lap of her passenger. Shutting the door behind her, Rigorously scrubbing dense condensation off of her glasses, “I couldn’t read it out there. Did we make it afterall?” She explained, having not yet realized that they had reached their target. [break][break] A break in the fog allowed their destination to at least be partially seen. They were on the outskirts of a town sitting on the very edge of the floating continent. Of the few visible landmarks, one stuck out to Ingrid the most; the old Orthodox church, its spires constricted by large electrical wiring, cracking under their immense weight. A church, however, was not their goal. Somewhere in Arkhangelsk was an abandoned fish cannery, that was supposedly the last known location of their target, the ‘golem’. [break]
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 25, 2023 1:15:41 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] [break][break] She couldn’t stand the thought of dying here in a place so undignified, doubly so to die at the hands of something so hideous. While initially, looking back proved to be a dire mistake, Ingrid was soon pleasantly distracted by the return of Earth-Chan’s incessant info-dumps. Detailing just what it meant to be a Rainbow Roadster. [break][break]
It made a few things clear. Chiefly, if she played her cards right, she wouldn’t need to keep running, which proved to be a bigger inconvenience than a sufficiently distracted beary thing. Summoning a vehicle seemed straightforward enough, at first, before it truly struck her that she didn’t know how to summon anything. Flicking through the menus she tried to make both heads and/or tails of vehicular summoning. Frustrated, she put her arms forward midrun–ten and two. [break][break]
Willing a Porsche into existence was the stuff of dreams, and within the confines of this nightmare there were moments of dreams to be had. Finding herself sitting, and closer to the ground, she came to realize she was behind the wheel. Not so much a Porsche, but one woman’s memory of a Porsche, manual transmission and all. Starting in 4th gear, she immediately had to swerve to avoid a rusted out junker stuck in the middle of the road. Shifting down into the 2nd gear, she kept her forward trajectory. Conflict set in. Adjusting her rear-view, she focused directly on the terrible alien creature bearing down on the group’s rear, watching as Torashiki somehow absconded his way into third. [break][break]
Real human life in peril, that much was clear. Pure instinct had brought the idea of running this creature down. Such foolish thoughts were quickly struck down and physically removed by a violent shaking of her head. She could hold no such delusions; this was a €200,000 car, it had no place in being used for a hit and run against a creature of that level of mass. Still wrestling with the concept of 'hard-light construct', she measured her options, short and long-term. With her newfound speed, perhaps she was in a position to move on ahead, in search of a beacon. She had gone through the effort of joining a party; it would have been especially gauche to leave them at the slightest hint of adversity. [break][break]
Her experience with stunt driving was limited. At most, she had attended the Monaco Grand Prix with her found family of Eastern European gangsters. Turning watching a race into practical skill was going to prove to be impossible. Finally finding control over her car, she kicked it back up towards 3th gear, "A moment." She had voiced her intent to not fully abandon her allies, in fact, she was continuing to watch the events unfurling diligently through the rearview, turning back was an easy enough ask. [break][break]
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 23, 2023 22:45:25 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Hearing that she had Gleeford’s support was bittersweet. He was a force to be reckoned with, but the calamity he wrought went both ways. Staring down a digitized bomb as well as the grasping hands of a particularly objectionable monstrosity, Ingrid was quick to react. The colors of the rainbow converged from her palm onto a single point to form a sporty motorcycle in the middle of a dirty, dank, decrepit cave. Sliding to avoid the bombastic blast of a small prop bomb, she mounted her motorcycle while it was sufficiently distracted. [break][break]
Quickly shifting the motorcycle into the fifth gear, she was off. While Gleeford and Yazid were figuring out what to do about the gift, Ingrid was preparing the ‘run’ of the classic ‘rip and run’. She couldn’t carry both of her allies, but one had a little more pep to his step. Swinging by the two, she performed a classic drive-by akido maneuver, attempting to force Gleeford and the present into the passenger seat (as in, the back portion of the seat itself), “Keep moving. I’ll cover your escape. We shall rendezvous at the tree.” She issued her command, driving upwards to settle the rainbow road over Yazid's head, providing them with a thin layer of protection. Following hot on her heels was one rampaging snowman, who still held a preference for the French-fried Danish. [break][break]
Hitting the slightest of footholds, she kept her ride elevated at the most stressful of altitudes. Forced to slow down, there were terrifying moments where the Abominable Snowman’s teeth were the only deceptively distant objects visible within the side mirrors. It was less of an issue when the tight corridors provided not nearly enough space, and her mirrors were left scraped along the cave walls. [break][break] Out into the wilds, she had to buy Yazid enough time to get out of there. Veering to the left, she sped off towards dead trees that remained rooted. Thrashing through right behind them, the two on the motorcycle would suffer greatly from the splintering trees bursting around them. Zig-zagging, she tried to get this monstrosity as far away as she could. [break][break]
Coming into a clearing, she concocted a plan to lose it once and for all. An old trick. Drifting into the snow she kicked up a flurry, obscuring her and Gleeford. A momentary distraction, but enough. Sharply drifting she confoundingly darted back toward the Snowman, keeping low, she shot the two within inches of the festive, claymaytion's monster's grasp. Taking her eyes off the perilous path before them, she offered Gleeford a single gesture: her gloved finger pressed against her lip. [break][break]
With the wannabe Yeti still discombobulated by the flurry, Ingrid used her narrow window to activate Rogue Racer, dropping into stealth. Thunderous footsteps roared behind the two and soon faded. There was finally calm behind the handlebars. Looping around, with bated breath she passed by the snowman thrashing and smashing its way down past the clearing into a rather thicket of dead trees. As a precaution, she had driven in complete silence, offering a stiff, “Fermer le bouche.” At so much as a peep from Gleeford. [break][break]
They had made it back, eventually. Retrieving a flask from her coat, she took a long, hardy swig. Briefly, she considered just slotting it back into her coat, but sitting on a motorcycle with a 'friend' after just nearly being eaten by a reference to film she never saw, had changed her perspective. Instead she passed the lipstick stained flask over to Gleeford. Confident he had drank from sketchier flasks, she was sure it wouldn't have been much of an issue. This time he would have been graced by a Parasian brandy, a sort that could no longer be called Cognac for Cognac was a mere memory. Still might not have been to his tastes, but it was, at least, stronger. [break][break]
Dismounting her motorcycle, she made the last few steps towards the tree. She wasn’t able to make it far, all that thrilling motorcycling had left her in a rough spot. Falling to her knees, she clenched her open side. [break][break]
The present was returned… if Gleeford hadn’t dropped it during all of that.
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 20, 2023 5:51:37 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] "You're welcome, thank you for restraint of not lighting it in my car." Gratitude aside, the trip through the cave was as uncomfortable as she had anticipated. Cramped, dank, filled with bickering. The further they went, the more unpleasant it became. For a moment, it was a relief when they came to a fork. What Gleeford may have lacked in physical speed, he more than made up for with quick-on-the-draw charlatan’s tendencies. [break][break]
She was left with the unappealing third option; a crack in the wall. It was terrible luck on her part that she had dismissed her car, for if she had seen what laid ahead, she would’ve dropped the two off and initiated a u-turn. Knowing she couldn’t get away with scampering off in heels, Frustratingly, her way became all the narrower. Cursing faintly under her breath, she felt every scuff and nick being etched into her winter coat. She wouldn’t dare look back, unable to handle the terror of seeing the loose strands of faux-fox lining the cave walls. [break][break]
Suddenly, she was met by a sudden drop, which at least widened enough to allow her to roll through into a headache and a bare head. Regaining league over her senses, she groped around in the dark until she felt something appropriately furry. A moment of relief quickly metastasized into a horrific nightmare, it was real. Looking up, she was forced into the uncomfortable realization that she was face-to-face with the last thing she even wanted to see. Just as quickly, it saw her, and aroused with an awful roar that had the bearing of a person trying their hardest to sound like a monster. [break][break]
Her speed and impatience had betrayed her. She had outpaced Gleeford and Yazid into an early grave. Offering a redemption, she once again put every bit of her aforementioned natural speed to the test, as she erupted into 'booking it'. Glancing back, she made sure it would get a piece of her mind, “Ghastly cur!” She taunted, bounding over decayed flesh hanging off of decrepit bones. No longer was it interested in the present, not while there was flesh and bone within reach. Feeling its beady, hungry eyes all along her back she issued her demands, “Don’t you dare even think about it!” [break][break]
Waving her interface in front of herself she brought out the most critical piece of information she had: Her cooldowns. She still had a few seconds that dragged on at a particularly lethargy snail’s pace. The severity of how terrible a citation she was struck her quickly. Lashing out, the Abominable Snowman thrashed its large arms down, scattering shrapnel every which way. Ingrid let slip an agonized groan as her side was was rent by a jagged piece of rock. [break][break]
With presents a thing of the past, she tried her hardest to imitate her driving as a giant monster loomed and swung around her. All of her tricks were on display, swerving, twisting, bolting backwards. Slowed somewhat by the injury she had received, she knew she couldn't keep the gap open forever, she just needed a. few. more. seconds. Through labored pained breath she had perhaps bought enough time, its back was facing one of the ends of the fork, even if its eyes were squarely on her. [break][break]
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 19, 2023 5:45:38 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] "Nasty thing has made such a terrible mess, do you think it lives like this?" Stood out as her main concern as they made their way through the former thicket, discussing their plans. Getaway driving suited her well enough, much better than the dangerous, if thrilling plans she had developed. She had picked up enough reading material to keep herself occupied long enough to comfortably say she waited if these matters didn’t pan out. [break][break]
Thrown off for a moment, she had to address Yazhid's comments hurled towards Earth-chan, "There is no tempting fate in the car--it can always b--." She instructed. It had been too late, for fate had dealt them a proper snake-eyes, "You must be joking..." She seethed. [break][break]
Recent developments had her descend into momentous vexation, as it proved this day wasn’t panning out well for her. The creature they were chasing was large, even not accounting for its increasing exaggeration in Ingrid’s mind; it had no business pushing its way into narrow ravines and cramped caves. It was hardly fair. Easing into a stop, she was forced to bounce between her frustrations and actual analysis. Helping her along was a mild bit of interrogation, “Not this one; I would have to switch to something narrower, but it'll take a minute.” She had driven under her fair share of unusual circumstances, yet nothing had been so claustrophobic. Maneuverability was meant to be her primary asset in this coming confrontation, and quickly it had been struck from her. Finding herself agreeing with Yahzid’s crude assessment, she realized she was left with a poor choice. [break][break]
Putting her devalued sports car into park, she executed a haughty flourish of her wrist. What reprieve the group had from snow had vanished into air even thinner than it arrived in. Holding down her faux-fur hat, Ingrid was able to save it from a sudden frigid blast of harrowing wind. Offering one small comfort, she turned to Gleeford, “You’re free to smoke now.” Now that they no longer had to worry about the Venus MK. 1.3’s prismatic upholstery. [break][break]
Getting a leg up, she began her way through the ravine, none too happy. Much of her newfound speed was as natural as Earth-Chan’s modifications could be. In order to keep up with supernatural magic cars, she had been able to develop reflexes sharp enough to actually handle said vehicles. But, outside of her car (or motorcycle) she didn’t have much she could contribute, her parasol was still broken, and thus even more unimpressive than it started. [break][break]
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Post by Ingrid Karina on Dec 18, 2023 4:20:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame134"] [attr="class","lowe13quote"] [attr="class","lowe13quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe13reescroll"] [break][break] Recoiling in actual physical pain with every centimeter Gleeford dragged along the hood. Even as their cars of hers were replaceable, she couldn’t suffer the indignity of sitting behind the wheel of one so defaced. Distracted momentarily she peered at the noticeable gash along the pulsating, translucent hood. Surely, this had to be the most damage her car could possibly sustain over the course of this adventure. [break][break]
Who was she kidding, there were certainly more realistic ways for her car to sustain hypothetically value-altering damage within the span of an hour. Her next clue had arrived as soon as Gleeford had actually made himself at home, already fiddling around for a smoke. He wouldn’t dare think of it, she , confident he would simply go out without so much as a first thought. She was prepared to handle that matter when it reared its ugly head, but for now, with all three comfortably in the vehicle, it was finally time to go. Taking to an elevated rainbow road, the group was off at top speeds as a response to the lack of patience shared within portions of the party, “Yes yes. Allons-y.” [break][break]
She would never be the first to admit skills she didn’t have, unless they were related to fields she found truly distasteful or especially boorish. Tracking had been something of a combination of the two negatives. There hadn’t been a moment where she had an interest in hunting or any manhunting or whatever other profession may demand someone be skilled in tracking through snow. Shaking her head, she offered her honest limitations, ”I’m afraid not. So, with four eyes between you two, perhaps we can make due.” Had been her request. Taking her hand off of the gearstick, she dug through her purse retrieving her large teashades, hanging them from an imperiously hooked finger, “I even have a pair of sunglasses, if either of you may need them… I simply ask that you clean them before you return them to me.” [break][break]
Their job had been done for them; coming over the hill, there was a clear path of torn and uprooted trees, already scarred from the ravages of unnatural winter. Dropping her sunglasses, Ingrid returned to a far more diligent driving form. Keeping low in the tree fell, she turned the conversation towards the intended planning session, “As a warning, I can only take one passenger when it counts. So when the encounter officially begins, I will have to drop one of you out. Our options are limited; I may be able to get one of you close to the parcel, if you're confident enough to get in and out quickly. Otherwise, I may be only able to distract." She was sure it could outpace her, it moved through this patch of former tropical rainforest quickly enough, unless they really did waste that much time.
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