Jak had been curious about Carnival ever since he heard of it. It sounded dangerous, bloody and evil; just the kind of place he liked being in the middle of. Going in unarmed was a little risky, so he decided not to tell Daxter. After what happened with the pirates, he'd rather be sure he could keep the ottsel safe.
Hands jammed into his pockets, he approached the entrance, dressed in full Mar armor, just in case.
Kage had dressed for the occasion with steel-toed combat boots, black pants tucked into them, a dark grey tanktop and of course, a selection of weapons from the weapon lockers that dotted the ship's corridors. His usual MP5 was slung over his back, a pistol on his hip, balisongs on his belt beside a can of mace and a shock glove on each hand with glittering metal contacts
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The golem made his way the the entrance to Carnival silently, not really thinking much. He had heard about the Carnival, knew people had died in there brutally, would never want anyone he cared about (which numbered....one, so far) going in there, risking their lives.
But he was tired. Or, rather, he was not tired, and that was the problem; he was incapable of sitting around any longer. The days had stretched on and he had sat there, doing nothing, with only jumbled thoughts of Wice and his brother and Moa and Lelek and things that he didn't want anymore. So he began to gravitate towards danger. Like a moth to a flame.
They moved slowly through the doors, lead by the First Mate. (How many weapons does one man need?) Vago's mechanical eye focused and zoomed, surveying automatically.
There were three paths before them. A carousel tingled discordant music in the distance. "We should split. Three per group."
Karis had come out of boredom. And if she got to kill shit, all the better. She was decked out in her armor; glowy shoulderpads, chestplate, gauntlets, and armored plate on her legs. A helmet was under her arms. Yeah, sure she didn't have her axe, but she did have a set of claws and teeth.
The undead listened to Kage's explanation, shrugged, and flexed her claws. She'd fought scary shit before. She wasn't about to get too worried about this place. Couldn't be any worse then Utgarde or Icecrown. Could it?
On a whim, Bryn had decided to join the group going into the Carnival. She'd been spending far too much time in her human form, and everything was simpler as a cougar.
It would be interesting to see how things went with others for support.
Spotting Karis near the entrance, she padded over and rubbed up against her leg. With the slightest rumbling, she sat in front of Karis and deliberately winked one eye.
Jane hadn't said a word since she showed up. Gotta listen to the exposition or else you don't know what's going on.
She had a bag slung over her shoulder. If the ship wasn't going to give her guns or actual weapons then she'd just have to improvise with junk she found along the way. She'd swiped some silverware from the buffet and the usual pens and pencils she'd had in school. She'd probably find ammo on the ground anyway.
Once she heard that they'd break into groups she looked around. Yeah, the one with glowy armor looked high enough level to keep things going for a while. Hey, a cougar. She wandered over wordlessly.
Karis cocked a brow at the cougar as it slid up against her leg. There was something... vaguely familiar about it. Well, she wasn't like she hadn't seen cougars before an-
Wait.
It just winked at her. What the fuck? At least it's not trying to gnaw my legs off.
She absent-mindedly gave it a pat and nodded at Jane as she approached. Who was this now? "Hey, kid. Who're you?" She held out a gauntleted hand, "M'Karis. Karis Needleteeth."
Jak listened to Kage's little speech, making mental notes of what to avoid, where the dangers would be. His heart thudded in his chest and he grinned excitedly, it'd been too long since he'd had the chance to really stretch his muscles and exercise.
"Fine," he nodded to Vago. "Then let's do this."
Time to see if Carnival was really as exciting as everyone said it was.
Kage glanced at Jak, then over at Chase. Chase would be pretty useless in a fight at this point, but Jak would be able to hold his own. The rest of the passengers were looking either grim or vaguely confused and Kage shrugged, stepping between the blonde and the elf and starting to walk down the ramp.
Time to see if Xamira had been brought back by the system, or if he'd have another corpse to clean up.
"Kiddo, you comin'?" he said, and it wasn't clear if he was speaking to Jak or Chase.
Chase's heart thudded in his chest - sure, he was a little nervous (okay he was a lot nervous), but it was nothing he couldn't handle, right? Chase had seen his fair share of the dangerous and the deadly in the past, from gargantuan paleolithic gods to cowboy werewolves.
He grimaced, because he knew how unprepared he was right now. Usually? Yeah, he was Chase motherfucking Stein - he had his parents' Stein tech at his disposal and had an empathetic connection with a carniverous dinosaur from the future! There was nothing he couldn't tackle in a fight. He was the tech, and he was the muscle. ...until the Elegante stripped him of all his trappings. It had always bugged him; of all their ragtag group of superpowered runaways, Chase was, and always had been, the average one.
He looked to Kage. If it moves, kill it. The bandages over where his ears used to be itched, and the butterfly knife began to burn a hole in his back pocket; the next piece of shit that tried anything on him would be fucking toast
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Glancing over the group that had gathered, Jak decided he'd stick with the guy with the gun. Kage had been in before, he could handle himself. In case anything happened, it was the wisest choice.
Rolling his shoulders, he nodded to Chase as he followed Kage down the ramp. So that was the kid who lost his ears. Jak's hands clenched into fists momentarily, then he smirked inwardly. Yeah, he needed that anger in here.
The air was heavy, the sky full of dark, rumbling clouds. The sky? Weren't they inside ... Yeah, don't question that shit here, he wouldn't want to know the answer anyway.
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Hands jammed into his pockets, he approached the entrance, dressed in full Mar armor, just in case.
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But he was tired. Or, rather, he was not tired, and that was the problem; he was incapable of sitting around any longer. The days had stretched on and he had sat there, doing nothing, with only jumbled thoughts of Wice and his brother and Moa and Lelek and things that he didn't want anymore. So he began to gravitate towards danger. Like a moth to a flame.
They moved slowly through the doors, lead by the First Mate. (How many weapons does one man need?) Vago's mechanical eye focused and zoomed, surveying automatically.
There were three paths before them. A carousel tingled discordant music in the distance. "We should split. Three per group."
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The undead listened to Kage's explanation, shrugged, and flexed her claws. She'd fought scary shit before. She wasn't about to get too worried about this place. Couldn't be any worse then Utgarde or Icecrown. Could it?
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It would be interesting to see how things went with others for support.
Spotting Karis near the entrance, she padded over and rubbed up against her leg. With the slightest rumbling, she sat in front of Karis and deliberately winked one eye.
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She had a bag slung over her shoulder. If the ship wasn't going to give her guns or actual weapons then she'd just have to improvise with junk she found along the way. She'd swiped some silverware from the buffet and the usual pens and pencils she'd had in school. She'd probably find ammo on the ground anyway.
Once she heard that they'd break into groups she looked around. Yeah, the one with glowy armor looked high enough level to keep things going for a while. Hey, a cougar. She wandered over wordlessly.
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Wait.
It just winked at her. What the fuck? At least it's not trying to gnaw my legs off.
She absent-mindedly gave it a pat and nodded at Jane as she approached. Who was this now? "Hey, kid. Who're you?" She held out a gauntleted hand, "M'Karis. Karis Needleteeth."
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"Fine," he nodded to Vago. "Then let's do this."
Time to see if Carnival was really as exciting as everyone said it was.
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Time to see if Xamira had been brought back by the system, or if he'd have another corpse to clean up.
"Kiddo, you comin'?" he said, and it wasn't clear if he was speaking to Jak or Chase.
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He grimaced, because he knew how unprepared he was right now. Usually? Yeah, he was Chase motherfucking Stein - he had his parents' Stein tech at his disposal and had an empathetic connection with a carniverous dinosaur from the future! There was nothing he couldn't tackle in a fight. He was the tech, and he was the muscle. ...until the Elegante stripped him of all his trappings. It had always bugged him; of all their ragtag group of superpowered runaways, Chase was, and always had been, the average one.
He looked to Kage. If it moves, kill it. The bandages over where his ears used to be itched, and the butterfly knife began to burn a hole in his back pocket; the next piece of shit that tried anything on him would be fucking toast ( ... )
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Rolling his shoulders, he nodded to Chase as he followed Kage down the ramp. So that was the kid who lost his ears. Jak's hands clenched into fists momentarily, then he smirked inwardly. Yeah, he needed that anger in here.
The air was heavy, the sky full of dark, rumbling clouds. The sky? Weren't they inside ... Yeah, don't question that shit here, he wouldn't want to know the answer anyway.
"How many have died in here?"
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