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Post by illirica » Tue Jul 03, 2018 3:53 pm


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Ashfall City.

Myne Anisele had been born there, one of the last children born in the time when people were still hopeful. In the 1970s, the Ashfall Fossil Beds had been full of promise, and the city that had sprung up beside them had attracted all sorts of curious-minded people - to live, to work, to study. The 70s passed, with monumental revelations for archaeology, but it was true that what people had really been hoping for were revelations in the meta-community. A hint of where all these special powers might have come from, what might have happened, how they might have developed. The world had waited with bated breath, but Ashfall had delivered nothing, and the world sighed and moved on to other things. Ashfall City stayed, with the last of the hopeful, making their homes and waiting for a promise to be delivered.

It never was. The apathy set in, and the drugs followed, and the crime followed them. By the early 2000s when Myne’s sister Diara had been born, Ashfall City was already run-down, an entire city of back-alleys and shady dealings. No one left - no one had the money to leave. It had all been poured into the fossils, along with all the hope and dreams of a generation, and the generation that their passions had left behind grew up amidst the squalor. Time claimed the lives of the first generation - time, or drugs, or “accidents.” The children thought it was normal. They didn’t know any better.

Myne had had enough of that. She knew what awaited her city, and she couldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t let it become like Detroit, a grisled bone too picked over for even the dogs of war to take an interest. No, Ashfall had to rise again.
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She wouldn’t say how long she had been working on this. Years, she thought. It had started as a Could I?, but as the seasons turned and the city got no better, it had turned to a Should I? and, eventually, to a Shall I? She walked, when she could, and always lay down little bits of lines. Arcs, edges, she tied them together, bound them, turned the circles in her mind into the circles on the soil. The grass buried them, but it didn’t matter. They were there. Like the fossils that lay beneath the ash, they would remain.

Time had flowed, and she had set her preparations. It was enough. She had set it, and waited, uncertain, but she was tired of waiting. Tired of wondering if she would be the next one to crumble into eternity, just one of a hundred fossils that almost no one knew existed. A name lost, and all its hopes and dreams lost with it. No. Myne Anisele did not know what she would be, but forgotten was not it.

There were some who would never forget her. Myne turned a smile to the little sister who followed her. If all of Ashfall City’s hopes had coalesced into one person, it would be Diara Anisele. She loved everything and everyone, with unadultured simplicity. Sometimes, Myne loved her as well. Other times, she hated her - the child who had been left in her care after their parents had died, who couldn’t even be normal like other children. Hyperactive, no attention span, developmental delays. Parenting her would have been a lot for an adult to handle, with the support of a well-built city with doctors and therapists and counselors and people to help. Ashfall City had none of that. Ashfall City just had Myne, not much more than a child herself, doing the best she could to raise a child she hadn’t even wanted as a sister.

And yet, she couldn’t hate Diara. Not for long. Not even when caring for her took time away from Myne’s studies. No matter what Myne did, Diara loved her anyway. It was hard not to appreciate that. So it was that she learned to incorporate her sister into her studies. To make use of her optimism, her friendliness, her hope. Diara sat in the center of the circle-work, braiding a chain from the plains grass, unaffected by all that was going on around her. For now, anyway… but not for long.
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Myne inscribed the last circle on the land, and invoked the old gods: Euclid, Archimedes, Pythagoras.


It came to life, in gold and silver. Circles within circles, lines and arcs connecting the whole mass into something larger than she’d ever attempted before - a city of chalk, a ruin of runes. They snapped into place, encircling the fossils half-buried in the soil. At the center, the last circle rose up, twisting itself into a golden chain, falling as a catchment into place around the girl in its center - a collar around her neck, circles at wrists and ankles. The chains spread outward along straight lines, one at each limb, three from the collar around her neck, the angles perfectly spread - the seven-pointed star.

The system anchored itself, and drew its power from Diara’s hope. Ashfall could have been interesting. It could have been fun. It could have been exciting. Myne let it feed, let her sister’s curiosity carry it, hold it, awaken it.

The outer circles stirred, and the fossils started to shift and twist and rise. Bones and ash, and the dust covered them all, rendering them as they had once been. Fantastic beasts, no longer living, extinct for ages - but now they stirred. Now they moved. As one, Ashfall rose, becoming the dream it might have been - or the nightmare.

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Myne knelt, and started to write. Inscriptions on cleared stone, symbols that meant nothing to anyone but her and the chalklings she controlled, she wrote their fates and they obeyed. Arisen, they shambled towards the city, a cadre of Miocene-era creatures - barrel-bodied rhinoceroces, beardogs, epicyons - not so much an invation as a liberation, or perhaps a taunt.

In the alleys they found the druggies, the gang members, the scum of humanity. Myne knew all of them - she was no stranger here. They had brought down the city. If Myne were to raise it up again, they could not remain. The creatures of a forgotten era, long-dead, had no caution for the short-lived whims of mankind.

Her horde destroyed them. Most went down quickly, with little time to resist, but in places the gunfire started up, and bullets tore in to the ash-renderings.

The battle was begun. Myne let it rage, safe behind her walls and her circle, writing down the course of history.

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Re: Circle of Ash [Open Event]

Post by WILDE JAGD » Wed Jul 04, 2018 12:09 am

It was happening.

He'd known something was wrong when he'd been summoned to the hanger. It typically took around five days before he would be brought in for VR training, however, on this instance, it'd only been just shy of 48 hours since he'd arrived at the shipyard. It was only when he made it to Sub-Level C and the saw the swarm of personnel moving around the hanger and the large robotic cranes detaching the ARMADA's braces before installing the RLV that he realized the situation. He and the ARMADA were being deployed. He stood, his feet frozen and his gaze locked onto the massive machine as his stomach twisted into knots, a small dot in the mass of people moving about the hanger preparing to launch the mech. He forced his eyes shut, his heart rate spiking as he attempted to focus on breathing. Struggling to draw in deep breaths as the illusion of infinite time he had before being deployed shattered. It was now all too real, the thought of being launched overshadowing everything. His mind ran wild, unsure where he should go or what he was supposed to do. However, in the moment of panic, he remembered the words Rob had given him less than a week prior, taking solace in them. If he was being deployed it meant something serious was happening, that people were counting on him. Not only those he was going to, but those who'd sunk so much into getting him and the ARMADA prepared for this situation. Besides, a small unconscious smile formed on his face as he thought of someone who'd jump at this opportunity. If both Kelly and Rob thought he could do it, he couldn't let be so nervous that he let them down. Besides, he had a promise to keep no matter what.

Opening his eyes he shook his head, rolling his shoulders as he looked back up at the ARMADA. Recalling the countless drills he'd been put through to prepare him for this moment he made his way to the elevator situated at the base of the ARMADA. Standing in front of it he spotted Gotthardt, his main advisor and the man he usually reported to. He'd been speaking to an engineer before he spotted Arin, pointing the other man away immediately afterward. Waiting for the young Driver to step into the elevator before stepping in after him and sending it up.

"Your response time leaves quite a bit to be desired, you're lucky this isn't as urgent as it could be, never the less we don't have much time for briefing," Gotthardt spoke, looking down at a tablet as he talked. Bringing up a news feed he handed over the screen to Arin, explaining the situation as he did so. "What you're seeing is a swarm of previously believed extinct creatures flooding the streets of a small town in Nebraska. While the source of them have yet to be discerned, they are extremely hostile. However nothing there should be big enough to give you much trouble, this is a test run more than anything. Clear out the creatures, and keep collateral at a low, civilians have yet to be evacuated so try not to cause more damage than the monsters. We'll be keeping a careful eye on your synchronicity from over here. If you fall under sixty-three then you're orders are to pull out... Got all that?"

Arin didn't speak, he merely nodded his head as he watched the carnage unfold on the small screen in his hands. It took him a moment to even realize how tightly he was gripping the device. Pulling his eyes away he gave back the tablet, just as the elevator ground to a halt placing him right in front of the ARMADA's head. He silently followed Gotthardt around the scaffolding towards the nape of the mech's neck where he'd be inserted. Stopping as the reached it Arin eyes fell upon the large black box just long enough to fit a person inside of. It was hard to ignore the overwhelming sense of dread that washed over him whenever he got near the box. It felt so much like a coffin, which was a much apter comparison then he liked. He watched as Gotthardt entered something into the terminal connected to the box before a heavy duty motor whirled and the top opened before he was signaled in. Nodding his head he took off his button-down t and jeans before he was left with only the skintight t-shirt and shorts and always wore underneath his clothes. Instivitly taking a deep breath he stepped into the box, lying down in the custom groove as the lid clasped back on. Closing his eyes he felt the entire box move as it was placed inside the ARMADA. There was a stinging pain in the base of his spine as a thin metal rod was inserted into the base of his skull. His eyelids began to flicker uncontrollably as he felt the strength in his body drain away, the last bit of feeling was the shock of cold liquid as the box began to be filled up.

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As his consciousness was linked with the ARMADA he faintly heard a voice seeming in his own head. A female voice, one he recognized as his operator, the person who'd be directing him on the field. His mind still hazy after being linked he could only catch portions of what she said, "Ashfal- fifthte- pre- -nch." However, there was something he could hear. A long countdown, blasting from the hangers intercoms. The ARMADA's eyes sprung to life with a faint green glow. Through which, Arin looked over the hanger as the Shipyard members took their positions. As the countdown drew closer and closer to zero he steeled himself.

Before the hanger erupted into a cacophony as the hanger doors shot open and the thrusters ignited sending the ARMADA into sub-orbit, it's trajectory sending it straight towards Ashfall, Nebraska.
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Re: Circle of Ash [Open Event]

Post by LunaHawk » Fri Jul 06, 2018 12:55 am

Well this isn't normal.

Vai arrived to Ashfall via flight and landed at its outskirts where she folded her wings onto her back. She had chosen to arrive in her heroic persona, the newly minted White Guardian. She pulled her staff from her back, her glimmering white eyes observing the small town from a distance.

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News of gunshots and wild monsters tended to spread pretty quickly and she came in response to them, slower than she would have liked but Vai had yet to figure out how to magically transport herself across the country, so she had to settle for natural flight. She spun her staff idly as she walked and gazed up as a mighty mech of some sort flew over head towards the same destination. She shrugged and smiled a bit and kept going. Arriving at the outskirts of town she found the first of the drug dealers, something rather horrible had been done to him. She crouched down and traced her finger over one of his many lethal wounds, cocking her head slightly.

I don't recall any wild animals with claws like this one. She measured it with her eye implants and shook her head. Too big... She glanced up at the town and then back down at the body. I wonder who you were? Clothes are a little ragged, wounds and blood stains aside, but not terrible. I wonder what you have on you... She rifled through the person's clothing until she found a bag of drugs, a small wad of cash and no ID. She shook her head and tossed the drugs aside. Drug dealer, small time. Not sure I really care he's dead. Good to know what's going on here though so let's find out. Someone innocent might be in danger.

She wiped the creep's blood off on his clothes and stood up again and made to head into the town limits towards where she heard sporadic gun fire.

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Post by illirica » Fri Jul 06, 2018 6:44 pm

The source of the gunfire wasn't all that hard to track down - nor, when Vai arrived, was the reason for it. The men with guns were definitely shady-looking, the sort of guys you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley... but the things they were shooting at were definitely far stranger. They looked sort of like rhinoceroses, except not quite right... and their bodies weren't really formed of flesh and blood at all, but of dust and chalk. Gunshots splattered into them, blasting away segments of chalk, but the creatures kept right on moving, even while missing legs or parts of their torsos or, in one case, an entire head.

They weren't invincible, though. The men had managed to focus fire on one of them for long enough that there just wasn't enough chalk left to cover it, and it had collapsed to the ground in a heap of bones. The bones weren't like regular bones - no, these were ancient fossils, long buried and since unearthed, dusty with age and the chalky soil that had surrounded them. They were probably worth a fortune to some museum... but the men didn't seem like they were really concerned with making a profit at this very moment.

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Post by WILDE JAGD » Sat Jul 07, 2018 1:40 am

Unit two minutes away from the landing zone near the Ashfall Fossil Beds. Beginning descent through the mesosphere, Driver 01 prep for impact.

After what seemed like an entirely of streaking through the sky Arin finally received a status updated from the onboard operating system that linked his and the ARMADA's mind. While strapped to the RLV the ARMADA was unable to move, for even the slightest movement from a creature its size would majorly disrupt the flight plans. Even still it was rather uncomfortable for Arin, unable to move as he moved at high speeds. As such when he finally felt the RLV slow down and begin it's descent and watched the land beneath him grow he experienced both a feeling of relief and dread.

Unit drop in thirty seconds

The wasn't until they broke the Ozone layer that he got his next prompt, followed by a brief timer appearing in the corner of his vision. The RLV had slowed down considerably by this point and was continuing to do so as it's altitude began to sink even farther. Arin watched the timer hit twelve as they breached the troposphere. He began counting down in his head once it reached five, preparing himself for the drop. As the timer struck zero, there was a click overshadowed by the roar of the engines as the ARMADA was released.

There was a moment of pure free fall, in which the world seemed to fly towards the ARMADA at breakneck speeds. While the RLV had been going slower then it had at launch, it was still far faster than a conventional aircraft, and all the speed had been transferred to the ARMADA when it was dropped. As his altimeter reached the right height the RATO Boosters activated, using its thrust to counteract the momentum the ARMADA had built up. An effective strategy for sure, however even a modified rocket engine couldn't completely halt one thousand tons hurtling towards the ground. Yet it slowed it to the point where Arin wouldn't be instantaneously crushed on impact, which was all that was needed,

The ARMADA struck the ground with a massive boom, fracturing the land around it and knocking a storm of dust into the air. The grassy land underneath the behemoth reduced to nothing but a barren crater as local wildlife fled the area of impact. Even with the LZ several kilometers away from the city the sound would easily travel. If they had not been so distracted by the town being overrun, they might have even thought a plane had crashed.

However, all that energy blasted into the ground had a price, in this instance the damage done to the ARMADA itself. Standing up from the crouched position that he landed in Arin flinched. He could feel something wrong, his legs and knees felt weak. Even the slight movement sending a jolt of pain through his body. He was about to confirm the damage himself when his operator's voice sputtered to life. "Driver 01, this is your operator, can you read me?"

Yeah, I've completed that drop. Arin replied in a manner that was more akin to thinking than speaking. Never the less the thoughts were relayed perfectly.

"Well done, the ARMADA has taken a slight amount of structural damage, however, repairs are already underway." As if on cue he felt the pain in his legs fade slightly as the nanites got to work. "Once repairs are complete you have the green light to move onto the city. It's advised you head towards the fossil beds themselves. Cutting the creatures off at the source and away from the city would drop the risk of collateral damage significantly. Your SR is sitting around the low seventies at the moment, lower than your average but to be expected out of your first op. I'll keep an eye on it for you and alert you to any changes, however, the rest is up to your judgment."

Understood. And with that, he felt the pain in his legs vanish completely before took his first step. Making his way towards the fossil beds, the fifty meter titan a sight no one would be able to miss as it approched the city.
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Post by Mastermind » Sat Jul 07, 2018 3:07 am

Ashfall had been on his list for a little while, Analyst kept saying it could be some kind of coverup, aliens, ancient beings, strange experiments in history, but Benjamin could never really trust whether everything Analyst said was real thought or just theory. Still, it lead him to things sooner or later, he had looked out for it's people, anyone of interest, but mostly, it's crime and culture. It was ridden with selfish people doing what they wanted. It admittedly made it rather easy to get around and learn things, but it disgusted him what it had become. A wisp in the sky for mere moments until he appeared in an empty alley walking out as the smoke like trail behind him vanished.

Image He stepped back in surprise as a massive creature vaguely like a rhinoceros burst in front of him. It didn't seem to really be paying attention to him, but rather something a little ways away down the street.
Psycho: The crap is that? We should kill it!
Mastermind: Leave it! We don't know what's going on, wait it out and look around it's what you're good at.
Analyst: Freaking told you this place was running experiments!
"That's really not sufficient proof yet." Benjamin said quietly as he leapt up and grabbed onto a fire escape, pulling himself up and climbing up the stairs to get on top of the building and looking around. The...creature, was after some rather questionable looking men running down the street. Questionable more considering briefcases and automatic weapons were not generally a good sign. And the kind of place this was. He narrowed his eyes at them.
We have little reason to help them. There are bigger things at stake, look around you, this has happened everywhere, more innocent lives are in danger and we still don't know the origin. Masterminds voice rang in his head. Benjamin nodded. There were others going on, he needed to find the core of all this, and who could do this sort of thing. He narrowed his eyes, there was...a pattern. These ancient beasts weren't just chasing anyone, it was the people of a certain look. The look of criminals.

Analyst: This is very specific. Could it be...a necromancer? I'm fairly certain those exist.
"Well it is some kind of messing with dead things for sure, this place was known for it's unusual fossils, these fit unusual." He said aloud to the voices in his head, "Question is how and who. I doubt it could be a huge group or organization, given the city and how specific this is. More likely it's one powerful individual, or a small team. If I could only find them."

He could see other people here already, that giant machine really, he was fairly certain others would be here if they weren't already. But he wasn't sure he wanted them to actually succeed in stopping these creatures, they might be scaring people, but from what he'd seen, they were after the scum. But at the same time this was wide spread, very difficult to pinpoint something like that.
Mastermind: Check the center first, give it a fairly good search. Then start quick running through the rest of the city methodically. Talk to anyone you run into about anyone with unusual abilities, necromancy, immortality, advanced technology, magic, or creation like abilities.
Analyst: Yeah but we don't have infinite time. We'll also need to check anyone suspicious. Mostly the suspicious people actually, or calm ones.

That was it, time to go. Now that he could tell who they were really after. Benjamin found it fair enough to simply mostly avoid them. He didn't limit himself to the rooftops. For one he grabbed a map and used that to get where he needed to go, and began his search.

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Post by LunaHawk » Sun Jul 08, 2018 4:30 am

The White Guardian watched the shady characters fight the bone constructs for a few moments before her focus was interrupted by the arrival of the giant mech that had been spotted flying in the distance. She paused and watched it land and stride towards the town. "Over kill much?" She asked no one in particular. She returned her attention to the monsters and brushed past the drug dealers to the one they had blasted apart.Once there she crouched down and traced her fingers over bone and ash fragments.

This is real. Someone has brought back the fossils of long deceased animals and turned them to use against the...town? No...it looks like they're using them against the scum of the town. Do I care? Should I defend drug dealers and murderers? Maybe this isn't about taking over a city as much as it is about cleaning it up...getting a little revenge a long the way.

The White Guardian stood up and crossed to stand directly in front of an approaching fossil construct. She wanted to see if it would attack her, or attempt to go around. She made no move against it, merely stood in its path to see what it's response would be. All the while she kept her keen sense of smell on the males behind her to see what their reaction would be. If they chose to view her as a target, she'd choose to end their lives. She cocked her head slightly and waited to see what would happen next.

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Re: Circle of Ash [Open Event]

Post by illirica » Sun Jul 08, 2018 8:18 pm


armada wrote:.
The view from a fifty meter titan was a lot different than the view from ground level. As such, it was a lot easier to get the big picture. The reports from the city were mostly focused on what was happening in the city - the weird creatures, the killing. There was a general indication that the creatures had come from outside the city, from the west, but that was about as far as the news went in that direction.

From a high-up vantage point, though, it was a lot more apparent that the source of the weirdness was unquestionably the fossil beds. After all, why else could there possibly be a series of interlinked geometric circles and lines in shining gold and silver criss-crossing the plains?

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Within the city, the detective had little trouble getting around. It seemed that there were not really as many of the creatures as initially suspected - it was more that each one of them was quite a lot of creature, and so it seemed like there were more of them. None of them seemed to care a bit about him, though. He had a couple close calls, when he got too close - they seemed to be directed towards things, and around wasn't so much part of their direction. Nonetheless, if he wasn't standing in their way, they seemed content to let him be.

The rooftops were safe enough, because none of the creatures in the city seemed to be able to climb. Benjamin wasn't the only one who had noticed that, though, and a few of the less savory characters in the city were scouting out perches up above and giving him vaguely menacing you-don't-belong-here looks. There was at least one mutter of "Fuckin' tourists," which had the double disadvantage of being both entirely incorrect and entirely implausible. Ashfall City was about the farthest possible place one could be from a tourist destination. At least Detroit was on the way to other places, and not in the middle of Nebraska where 'roads' were more of a guideline than a pavement.

Which one of them had spoken was impossible to determine, but none of them seemed likely to be the sort to put too much thought into their statements.


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"Get outta the way, ya fuckin' idiot!"

The response to Vai's action probably could have been predicted fairly easily. It came from behind her, vehemently, and the man who'd spoken half-stepped to the side to try to fire around her, then ducked back, obviously not above using the crazy lady for a bit of cover, if she was stupid enough to provide it.

The creature that he had been firing at weathered the hit without a stumble, continuing in its charge towards him. Vai's experiment might have been gutsy, but it did firmly establish that whatever these creatures were or whatever was controlling them, they weren't all that worried about going around potential innocents in their way. None of the creatures targeted her specifically, but they didn't try to avoid her either, and the one heading towards the man behind her was doing so with all the mass of an angry rhino bent on destruction, and Vai being in the way was not going to stop it at all.

It was quite possible that she'd just been given some very excellent advice.

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Post by LunaHawk » Sun Jul 08, 2018 11:04 pm

"Do shut up." Vai instructed. She had always been awful at taking advice. She cocked her head and watched the charging creature a moment longer. It's target was obviously not innocents...but someone didn't care enough to program it not to harm innocents either. She sighed. Vai spun her staff out from behind herself and pivoted on her foot. A quick step back took her out of its direct path and she swung the staff in a downward arc with enough strength to crush bone.

The aim of her swing was quite specific, straight for the charging beast's all important knee cap. She figured she could crush its knee and send it sprawling into the ground where it would be far more vulnerable, dramatically reducing its size advantage. At the same time, she didn't much care if it also smashed several of the drug lords in the process.

The White Guardian was still processing if she wanted to kill them herself when she was done with this thing. It didn't take a rocket surgeon to figure out that whoever was doing this had been in some way negatively impacted by the drug lords and scum of the small town. What else might serve as a motivation, or where this person was, she did not yet know. All she knew now was to focus on the immediate threat and move towards the other issues later.

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Post by WILDE JAGD » Mon Jul 09, 2018 12:39 am

As the ARMADA slowly strode towards the fossil beds he looked over to the town being besieged by the monsters. His sight focused instinctively as his vision was magnified in order to get a better look at what was going on. His near bird's eye view gave him a pretty decent read on the situation, he spotted the local denizens of the town having a fair bit of success in engaging the creatures. However, as a whole, he wasn't sure if the place would be able to hold out without help. Which means I need to get to the source of this thing and buy the town some time.

However, that proved to be slightly more complicated than he thought it would be. For when he finally got close to the beds he realized what the glinting light he'd seen was. While he had absolutely no experience when it came to magic or rituals, even he could tell something wasn't quite right. Slowing his pace ever so slightly he took a quick snapshot of the circles with the ARMADA's one board recording drives before sending the images back to the Shipyard for analysis. He wasn't sure what to make of it, but back where they had access consultants and experts he suspected they might be able to figure it out.

Arin briefly debated waiting for some sort of confirmation on what the lines and circles were, but decided against it. He was all too aware of the time limit he in the ARMADA and the town had, waiting might take to long. He'd just have to hope it wasn't the instantaneous death kind of magic. Allowing himself a brief morbid grin at the thought of the ARMADA just falling over as soon as he crossed the line in an attempt to counteract the growing sense of panic as he inched towards the line. Steeling himself he took as tentative a step he could as he crossed the circles that surrounded the beds. However, to his surprise, there didn't seem to be any effect on him crossing the threshold. Given the rapid beating of his heart, he was still alive, and the ARMADA seemed untouched as well.

He felt a wave of relief wash over him as he realized he'd been worrying over nothing. Moved forwards once more to pass through the next line he immediately made a fool of himself as he pulled the equivalent of walking into a sliding door on a massive scale. Stumbling back slightly he sent a couple of small tremors as he attempted to catch his balance. The massive arms of the ARMADA flailing about momentarily as he readjusted himself. Pulling back from the line expecting it to react to him Arin waited, only to find that the lines had done little more than repel him. An annoyance to be sure, but in the grand scheme of things, it could be worse. All he had to do was figure out a way past it, of which the most plausible way seemed to be hoping brute force was effective.

Not quite in the mood the break his wrists trying to punch it down he instead cautiously placed his palms on the invisible barrier the stood in from of him. Before he slowly began to apply pressure to it, digging massive grooves in the ground as he used it for leverage. He'd proceed to put as much power into pushing down the wall as he could, and if all else failed he'd activate the RATO thruster mounted on his back. Using the same force that propelled the enormous mech through the sound barrier all in an effort to break through the ethereal wall.
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