Limbo, There's a Way Home Options

[Ryuga]

Nina wrapped her arms around herself, as if to try and keep warm, when talk of Nightmare territory started. Anyone with a subtle understanding of body language would figure she wasn't doing so because she was cold, but rather she was repressing some sort of memory regarding the subject matter.
Regardless, Nina still wasn't keen on speaking her opinion, and kept quite. Hopefully, the group would decide on option 1 without her input.

[Bill Nye]

"Safe route? Keon groaned in disagreement, "There's no fun in that, plus...What's reward without risk?"

[Sparrowsmith]

Graym looked back at the group with a combination of disappointment and caution, save for Keon, "Avoiding the nightmares would be preferred, but there are worse stops on this trip" he kept walking out of the door, taking out his compass as he did. The sun was bearing down harsh, it always did. "Personally, I wanna see what you're all made of. The village is full of generics, wolves if I remember correctly" he turned back to the group, "Werewolves"

[Ryuga]

OOC: We should probably not durdle too much and start heading to the village.

IC:
Nina's eyes grew wide at Graym's demand.
No. She would surely do that mysterious thing again if she encountered Nightmares a second time.
Unfortunately, Nina's submissive behaviour did her no favors, as she merely turned away, attempting to hide her fear, rather than speak out in objection.

[Sparrowsmith]

Graym looked over the group like a macabre drill sergeant, contemplating the most reasonable course of action, finally he spoke,
"I'm making the choice for us. Two stops after the Factory we enter a place worse than the village. Consider this practice" his words were grave, but not mocking. Without waiting for protest he headed out East towards the village, murmuring something inaudibly as he left.

[OoC Show is officially on the road]

[Nicsp]

Addo sighed disappointedly and started following Graym, fixing his rifle's belt once more so it would hold tightly to him before he started walking. He opened a small satchel that hung around his belt and checked how many bullets he had left. After a few moments staring at the satchel, he was able to have a rough idea of how much ammo he had...Not that this count would matter much once they started going into the crazier areas of Limbo but...Well, being careful never hurt anyone...Right? Addo shrugged the thoughts away for now and simply continued to follow the rest of the group. As he walked, he started whistling a melody to himself.

[Bill Nye]

Keon's face grew into quite a smile, he couldn't wait to test the power of the group. He takes off his hat and uses it to fan himself and starts to follow Graym, "On the bright side, the only thing we have to worry about is being greatly out numbered." Keon said with a sarcastic tone.

[Sparrowsmith]

Graym rubbed his chin gently, his unseen eyes rolling up in deep thought, gradually he began to asses the situation, "six dozen last time... At least six bullets to a gun, maximum three shots to take one down." he murmured with worrying accuracy, "So long as we don't make any mistakes this should be easy"

[Ryuga]

Nina followed the group from a distance. Well, not really a distance. It was more of an ambivilant relationship. She was close enough to be part of the group, but she stayed back enough to be a lagging tail. She wiped the sweat from her forehead as the heat continued to beat down on her. Hopefully she could get out of the heat soon, but then again, there was worse waiting for them.

[Nicsp]

"Sooooooooo..." Interjected Addo, trying to break that awkward silence. "My name is Addo De Luca, I come from a small country that is shaped like a boot...Uh...What about you people?" He questioned, before resting both of his hands behind his head and sighing. "I knew I should've asked for the barman to let me take a few of the bottles..."

[Sparrowsmith]

Elders slowed his pace slightly to become more in line with the group, thinking it best to keep morale up he decided to take up Addo's offer of conversation, "I'm Elders Graym, as you know. I've technically lived longer here than back home, so my country is shaped like something which has no shape." his voice was somewhat light and sarcastic, but it couldn't hide its more serious tone. He waited for the next speaker, lowering his top hat just slightly, it's abnormally large disk large enough to hide the bright sky from his eyes.

[Bill Nye]

Keon didn't really want to talk, but he decided to at least give his name, "I'm Keon Ludwik, that's about all you need to know about me." he said before putting his hat back on, he looked strait ahead keeping his eye on the goal.

[Ryuga]

Nina was content in walking in silence before the group started breaking the ice. It was nice knowing that the crew had retained there humanity despite being stuck in essentially hell. Maybe now was a good time to be assertive, but, the state of her voice prevented her from saying her share.
Regretfully, she continued to stay silent as the village slowly came into view.

[Sparrowsmith]

As the village came into view, Elders whipped out his pistol and clicked open the barrel. Six circles stared back at him, shining from the sun now slightly behind the group. He closed the barrel, pointed the gun a dozen meters ahead of them, into the sand, and placed his finger on the trigger. Without explaining to the group exactly what he was doing or why, he pulled upon the trigger in rapid succession, plugging six holes into the ground in a matter of moments. He paused his small display of anarchy, still no sign of explanation or reason. He cocked open the barrel once more. Two circles gleamed back at him in the afternoon sun. Finally, he announced his reasoning.
"We got a .33 impossibility factor." He continued walking, teaching the lesson as he did, "That means physics isn't on its best behavior, that's an advantage to us. The village should stay that way all night."
He began reloading his gun, expecting queries to come flooding in at any moment.

[Nicsp]

Addo took out his rifle and held it with one of his hands, fixing up his posture and using the other one to take a small bottle of some other alcoholic beverage from his belt, before opening it, he stated. "Gee, I am familiar with how that stuff works...Somewhat. I try not to think about it too much, it works better when i'm drunk though so...If you don't mind." As he finished talking, he turned around and started sipping from the bottle, after a few 'gulps' were heard he let the bottle down and hurled it away, it fell to the ground empty. Addo shook his head a bit and chuckled, his cheeks were now slightly flushed as the alcohol started taking effect. "Allrighty then."

[Ryuga]

The sun continued to set rapidly and was soon replaced by the full moon as the crew approched the village. Limbo had unique temporal properties compared to the real world. While in the desert, Nina would have estimated it to be midday. Most likely, this village was always surrounded in night, Werewolf village afterall.
The crew didn't have to wait long before hearing sounds of toppling furniture inside the houses. A sharp howl pierced through the air before the half-wolf half-man abominations burst out of there homes, ready to pounce on their visitors, or more appropriately, dinner.

[Bill Nye]

Keon jumped at the apperance of the beasts, before noticing that the group was out numbered greatly, "How many is a dozen again..?" he said as he reached for his daggers.

This post has been edited by Bill Nye: Dec 7 2011, 01:35 PM

[Sparrowsmith]

Elders produced his gun, sighting the all too familiar foe and grinning. No matter how many he killed, there would always be some the next time he came. That was the best and worst trademark of a nightmare: They lingered.
"A dozen is how many I expect you to kill before you even think of asking for help." Elders proclaimed jestingly, before running straight into the midst of the village.
His first shot blew open the jaw of a beast, bursting it into a cloud of ash and nothingness. Graym then leaped, higher than one would think possible, onto the roof of the closest shack, turning and firing a bullet through the chest of a second beast, then it's head. He continued like this methodically, predicting with compulsive accuracy the position of his next foe. It became worryingly apparent just how many times he had passed through this place.
"Don't just stand there!" He shouted, reloading his gun from a cloud of nightmare ash, "Get hunting."

[Nicsp]

Addo let out a sigh, his alcohol bathed breath exhaling off for a moment before he jumped into the fight, since his weapon was a musket, he would have to reload every time he shot, that much he couldn't get out of his head, it was mostly about believing that each bullet could deal more damage than normal and knowing that muskets weren't restricted to use solely in ranged combat. The impossibilty factor coupled with a little bit of drunkedness helped quite a bit as well. He tried to keep up with Graym, firing at the nightmares and then reloading with each bullet fired. The bullets that flew off Addo's rifle worked strangely, some of them pierced right through several nightmares in a row and some others ricocheted from one side to the another before hitting their foes.

Regardless, Addo proceeded to fire and reload repeatedly, dispatching a few nightmares before he caught up with Graym. "I can do this all day~~ Well, okay, not really, ammo will eventually have to run out. Which is...Not good."

[Bill Nye]

Keon's eyes narrowed at Graym's remark, he flipped out his daggers and jumped into the fray. A wolf charges him and he quickly jumps and lands on the head of the beast, smashing it into the ground for some minor damage, given him being rather light, he didn't do much to it. But it gave him enough time to jab one of his daggers strait into the skull of it, finishing it off. "I don't remember sharpening my daggers." He said in confusion as how the dagger went into the skull so easily, "Oh well." He runs to catch up with Graym and Addo, Chopping beasts down like hot knives through butter.