A detective game next year could be fun. Byron is different from when he went into the factory. As for what he is now, We'll have to wait and see what happens ^_^

IC: Rigel Jumped into the jeep as it started t drive off. Moments later he saw a few aeroplanes fly over the factory. Then the bombs fell. A fiery explosion went of from the fatory. Rigel smiled and sat down in the jeep and relaxed. "Thank god that's over" He thought to himself.

OOC: That was a good RPG :)

But how did Chag save his life?

Guekko hopped himself into the jeep with a sigh and two pulled back ears just before the bomb drop, trying to make himself comfortable despite the transport. He looked over at everyone...okay, maybe they were not such a ragtag group as he had first thought. He turned to the slig he had been with, well, without that slig, he could have easily been killed. He pulled out from his pocket the few items that he had picked up, looking them over, nodding to the slig he had been with, "D-on't really have m-much use for them now." he spoke, handing them over.

OOC: I enjoyed that, been a while since I've gotten into a decent rp

OOC: nice RPG Alex. its actually been the most enjoyable one i've been involved in so far. +rep my friend.

IC: Once Dore had, somewhat hurriedly, fell into the back of the jeep, Dore leant with his back against the cold steel of the jeep side, and let out a long sigh. this would be quite an impressive story to tell people as he got older. he didn't pay any attention to the bombing of the derelict factory; he had seen such sights before and wished to rest.

before this, he leant over to Chag and said; "thanks bud, that sure was a scrape." patting Chag on the shoulder. it looked like he had gained a couple of competent fighters as friends; Chag and Rook. usually he wouldn't care for them, but felt differently about these two.

Rook had stayed with him to help kill a number of terrifying monstrosities knowing the blatant reality they could have ended up stranded in there, not to mention stepping up the the mark bravery wise. and Chag had finished the job with the mine, then pulling an unnatural feat of comradeship by getting his arse out of there, essentially saving his life. it went without saying that Dore had most definitely changed attitude-wise.

turning to Rook (when he gets in the jeep) he said; "glad to see you made it." he then leant his head back against the jeep side, closed his eyes and said; "jeez. i really need a drink."

I think the fact that this was a Halloween themed RPG and that it was only for a short time meant that this was an RPG people were more optimistic about participating in.

I'd like to thank everyone for their help and support. I look forward to seeing you next year!

@Meech, Byron sliced out of the Creeper, as Chag attacked it with the blowtorch. So technically Chag helped/saved Byron.

Thanks MA.

A dual explosive finale
 

OOC: Guekko (buddy), thanks. Guekko (character) was a great buddy for this place...can't wait for next year...Hey, isn't Guekko now in Rupture Farms? I can send Krivzee there!

IC: "Thanks" said Krivzee, accepting Guekko's stuff. He quickly whipped them around, fixing wires and buttons and welding with the cattle prod till' he made a special gun with his pistol. It was the pistol with the cattle prod attached to the bottom, like a musket's knife, and the grappling hook to the side. It was a masterpiece and memento. Krivzee looked back at the smoke and fire of the factory, happy to be rid of it. Guekko, Dore, Rigel, Moryis, Rook, Chag and himself...a great team. They had lost Mr.Hapaloch and Slip, others as well. Hmm...the cattle prod's overheat would cause combustion and with minirals...THAT'S IT! Krivzee mushed a piece of scrab cake into the gun's cattle prod, and attached the prod to the hook. He fired it into the air, remotely accesing the on switch to the cattle prod, which when combined with moldy scrab cake equals-

PSSssssssssssss......BOOM!

A firework.

As his grappling hook came back, as scorched as his hands, Krivzee was happy to have honoured the dead - he looked at the team - and the living.


Krivzee Dekim, had done his part. And odd-damn he's the best technician here.


OOC: This gun will be used the next time I use Krivzee. Also moldy scrab cake does not make a colourful explosion when burned. Do not try at home. I will send Krivzee to Rupture farms to find Guekko. They're pals.

Wow, can't say you see those words in RPG much.

I want to congratulate AlexFili on creating this RPG and somehow convincing me to risk letting it run :p
I hope everyone participating enjoyed it, and I hope soon to be able to read through it and see what story you guys created.

So well done, guys.