[Champion Concept] Marilda the Iron Maiden
Marilda the Iron Maiden
Primary Role: Tank Secondary Role: Fighter
HEALTH 610 – 2200 ATTACK DAMAGE 58 – 126 HEALTH REGEN. 8.4 – 17.7 ATTACK SPEED [*] 0.613 (+0% – 20.0%) MANA 284 – 1134 ARMOR 26.5 – 91.5 MANA REGEN. 8.6 – 20.5 MAGIC RES. 32.1 – 53.4 RANGE 550 MOV. SPEED 335
Background:
"Marilda, sit. I have something to tell you" "What the matter old man?" Marilda smiles warmly as she pull out a chair and sit down across Old Miller, pushing a mug of cold drink in front of the aging man "You have a very beautiful smile" "Oh come on now, don't get sentimental on me." Despite her outward disapproval, the corner of her mouth cant help but perk up. "But I know you didn't call me just to say that. So what's going on" "I just wanted to see that smile again. It's been, what, 24-25 years now?" "Next Monday is 25 years" "25 years since that day i found you underneath the rubble in the middle of a war zone. You were all dirty from the oil and dust, but you wore the same, exact smile. 25 years and I haven't tire of it." "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden? Old age nostalgia?" "And how can I? You are a special one, I knew from the day i picked you up that there was a different spark in your eyes." "Pop, you told me this a thousand time." "Its true. Normal baby don't laugh and reach for guns. But that's exactly what you did. I picked you up, across the shells and body armor, normal kids would have cried from the noise of gunshot and smell of gunpowder or the hardness of the armor, but you, your eyes lit up and you were immediately reaching for my machine gun." "What can I say? Metal fascinates me." Marilda said with a bit of pride as she downs her drink "I've watched you grown, Marilda. From a little girl to a woman and all the stuff in between. I watched you play with discarded shell casings instead of dolls, picked up a wrench before you picked up a book and shot a gun, albeit accidentally, that was on me I admit, before you learned how to speak. You are a strong girl, Marilda, I raised you that way. We all did, really. I still remember when you sneaked into Bad Bonnie's workshop to figure out what the smell was. I never knew Bonnie had it in him to be a teacher, to be honest, but nevertheless that's what he did. He caught you, but instead of kicking you out of the shop he let you stay and watch him work. Bonnie taught you mechanic, Jason taught you how to use your head, Marcus taught you how to fight and Killa taught you, ironically, how do battlefield first aid. We all taught you something, gave you whatever we had left or could scrap from the battlefield to give some semblance of a normal childhood. A child raised by trained killers, men with no allegiance save the coin and a cold drink" Miller chuckle to himself "and yet you still grew up mighty fine. I'm proud of ya, kid, we all are." "Pop, you sound like you are-" "Leaving? No kiddo, I ain't leaving no more. Marilda, tomorrow I'm going to die" "What?" "Now don't ask surprised. I already taught you, us mercs all die someday, but never in their sleep. But hey, at least i get to choose how i die, which is better than most people can say from themselves. I'm going to die, and I'm putting you in charge of the Red 32. I've already talked to Bonnie and the crew, they all agreed that you should lead" "You can't just suddenly get up and say that you are going to die like that! What about me? You are my father god dammit, what am I supposed to do without you?" Marilda voice raised, she was on the verge of tears "The same thing you've been doing. You can make it, don't worry. And as for why? Well yesterday the reactor near Piltover malfunctioned, and they need someone to go inside the core and shut it down. If no one does, then the core explode and take half of Valoran with it. But the core is overloaded, and whoever go near it for enough time dies, their body can't take the energy." ""There's gotta be another way" "There isn't. I've read the schematic and ran the scenario over a thousand time. There is simply isn't enough time" "I'll do it." Marilda said, her voice shaking with fear but clumsily masked over with pride. "I'll do it, pop. You don't have to, just stay out and-" "No you are not, kid. You've got a long life ahead of ya, I'm just an old man with arthritis, and I'll be damned if i die a helpless, quivering shell on a bed somewhere. No, if I'm going to die eventually, I'm going to go out on my term" "You saved my life, Miller. You saved my life right there on that battlefield 25 years ago, and I'm not going to just let you die like that. I owe you my life dammit" Marilda rose up from her chair, tear streaming down her face "I saved your life not so you can throw it away like that. You want to repay the debt? Then you go and the best damn leader the Red 32 ever had. That's how you repay my life, by living and doing something great with that life. Now excuse me, I have a job to do" "I'm not going to just sit down and let you take your own life like that." Marilda moved over, heading to her room, intending to gear up. But her muscle refuse to move, and a heavy sleepiness envelope her "I knew you were going do that, so I put something in your drink, should wear off after and hour or so." Miller said as he finish his drink. "I'm sorry, Marilda, but someone has to do it. Had to be me. None of them Piltover bookworm got the guts" "It's not fair" She cried, immobilized in her seat "Don't be like that" Miller smiled, moving his hand to touch her cheeks. "You are strong, I know you are. And you are going to be the best damn leader this team ever had. I know I've always taught you to be strong, don't take anything from anybody and to stand up and lead, but just for today, all I ask of you is to sit back and let me do my job, okay?" "Okay..." She let out a sad smile. Her tears have stopped for now "That's more like it. Smile. It's the best damn thing you could do for me." Old Miller said as he rose up and head for the the door "But one more thing" Marilda called out, her eyes watery again but she fought them back. Her smile got a bit brighter "Yeah?" "Next time i see you, drink are on me" Old Miller let out a chuckle as he look at her in her entirety for the last time. "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it" The old man disapear behind the door and Marilda finally succumb to the potion's effect
I call him Skipper! ~ Marilda, to Old Miller, referring to her newly constructed quad-pedal self mobilizing anti-personnel mine~
**Appearance: ** Tall, 25-ish aged woman. Toned. Red/amber colored short hair with goggles on them. Wear an exoskeleton/armor with a heavy rivet industrial look, underneath is a simple neck-high zipped up mechanic overall. Wield a belt fed anti-tank gun that's connected to a ammunition pack on the back http://i.imgur.com/eZbP2ua.jpg <- girl https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/80/f3/d1/80f3d1365b78ceb46ae01dbe6968ccff.jpg http://features.cgsociety.org/newgallerycrits/g16/457616/457616_1303447880_large.jpg <- armor, sans helmet and colored grey/black http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/warhammer40k/images/3/38/IW_Devastator_Marine.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150106202927<-gun
Personality: Warm, friendly, confident and cheerful but very amoral. The only thing she cares about more than getting paid is the benefit of her bands of mercenaries, Red 32. Great tactical thinking but poor strategy. Very informal, laid-back, simple, direct and rough around the edge in a rogue-ish charm way. Very excitable when it comes to machines and weapons, in more way than one wink wink
Gameplay: The rarely seen ranged tank, Marilda is a ranged ad tank, specializing in area control, forcing objective and front-lining. Her passive, Boom Stick, allow Marilda team to quickly take objective, blasting down towers in a blink of an eye, whether in a siege or after a won skirmish. Her first ability, Anti-tank Munition, is her bread and butter ability, offering offensive capability with its armor reduction, and very disruptive utility, continuously pushing back enemy hit, protecting her teammate and keeping the front line closed. Her second ability, Ballistic Shielding, is a superb defensive ability, creating impassable terrain and projectile blocking for a certain number of shots. Smart placement can block and entire team from crossing over in the jungle, or stop an impending wombo combo from ever touching your team. Her third ability, "Skipper", is a great map control tool. It deals very little damage on impact, and is not advised to use it as such, but if allowed to arm itself, become a very potent trap, offering vision, closing off escape route as well as securing the flanks with its powerful stun and solid damage. Lastly, her ultimate, Deep Striking, launching herself as shock troop, which can be used to deploy in the middle of the enemy formation to break their ranks and file with its knock up, or to quickly deploy and assist and ally in need. Providing ample zone control, map control as well as powerful front line holding power, Marilda's appearance on the battlefield can quickly turn around a loosing fight, taking care of her comrades in arm while blasting down the enemies with a combination of superior firepower and explosive, befitting of the name the Iron Maiden.
Ability:
Passive: Boom Stick: Marilda deals 200% damage to tower and structure
Q: Anti-tank Munition CD: 10 For the next 5 seconds, Marilda slow herself by 20%, her auto attack knock enemy back slightly and ignore 5/10/15/20/25 % of enemy armor knockback distance think a Vi Q
W: Ballistic Shielding CD: 24/22/20/18/16 Cost: 80 Mana Range: 500 Passive: Whenever Marilda take an instance of damage from enemy champion, she gain 3/4.5/6/7.5/9 Armor and MR for 5 seconds, stacking up to 10 times Marilda create an impassible barrier at target location, blocking projectile coming inside. The barrier can be targeted, damaged and destroyed Wall Width: 400/450/500/550/600 Barrier Health: 100/150/200/250/300 (+ 12/14/16/18/20% max health)
E: "Skipper" CD: 12 Cost: 60/70/80/90/100 Mana Range: 1100 Marilda release a spider mine running in a straight line to a target location. If it collide with an enemy it explode, dealing 40/60/80/100/120 (+80% AP) magic damage in a small aoe. If not, the mine remain at the targeted location. After 1.5 seconds, the mine arm itself, becoming invisible. If an enemy come within 250 range of the mine, it will become visible and after a brief delay, explode dealing 170/215/260/305/350 (+100% AD) physical damage in a 200-radius and stun enemy for 1/1.25/1.5/1.75/2/2.5 seconds
R: Deep Strike CD: 150/125/80 Range: 2000/4000/5500 Cost: 150 mana Marilda engages her thruster, channeling for 2 seconds. After the 2 seconds she leap into the air and become untargetable. After a delay, longer the further she travels up to a maximum of 2 seconds, Marilda crashes down at the target location, dealing 300/450/600(+20% max health) physical damage and knocking up enemy in a 350 radius for 1.5 seconds. Allies can see her landing targeter, enemy can only see it 1 second before landing
Itemization: Health, armor pen/ad, cdr
Most often time the only offensive needed, cdr, armor pen to go with q and attack speed to better use the knock back
Deep Striking and then using Randudin active is a power form of initiation
With Anti-tank Munition, this ensure no bruiser can reach your carry. Health adds to Ballistic Shielding
CDR, a bit of heath and a supportive aura
- tank itemization
Quote:
Selected:
Lock and loads, boys. Drinks are on me
Moving:
Aye Roger that Moving to location Traveling Who messed with my suspension? Advancing Excuse me, 20 tons of pure death coming through Rocky road ahead
Attacking:
Eat lead Weapon's hot Open fire Yeah, I just did that No one's gonna be able to patch you up after this Come on, bring it Open wide Look at the camera, smile and wait for the flash Ooops! This is my boom stick
Anti-tank Munition:
Anti-tank munition loaded Your armor are useless Blow'em away Whoa, recoil! Here come the big gun Tank? What tank? excited laugh
Ballistic Shielding
Take cover Enemy fire incoming Deploying defensive structure Dig in Then we shall fight in the shade Shield deployed Get your head down
"Skipper"
SKIPPER! excited schoolgirl who just saw a puppy tone Who's a good boy? Here, catch! Play dead
Deep Strike:
Incoming The cavalry has arrived Death from above Miss me? Deep striking Shock and awe Deploying Death or Glory Thruster engaged Where's my barf bag? Fasten your seat belts.
Recall:
Refueling Tactical advance in the other direction Resupply needed
Item:
Ooh, armor piercing
Scorched earth!
Air conditioner installed. Also engine cooler but that part is unimportant
Full Metal Jacket! Get it? Full Me- ah forget it
Maybe next time, pop
Not what i have in mind when i said "more guns"
Rally to me!
A cold drink for a rough day
Joke: Deploying Skipper and use a spent shell casing to play with it like a puppy
Good boy You wanna treat? Sit. Stay. Roll around Who's a little cutie, yes you are!
Taunt: Dramatic gun clock
Gold win trade, favors win election. Superior firepower win war 20 tons of pure death and destruction. Blow something up, get paid. Today is no exception
Dance: Deploy speaker and neon light ala Pimp My Ride style
Lore Challenge
The street of Bligewater market is always busy with sailors, merchants and deck hands frantically trying to make a quick coin. Admits the chaos, a particular house stand out, bigger and more grandiose than all the one next to it. In front of its gate, a man stood before it, his left eye covered with a patch, his cutlass ready in hand. A woman with red hair approaches him. "Sory, no visitors. Rogaz and co. is closed for the day" "I'm not a customer. I'm here on an appointment with this Rogar?" "Rogaz." "Rogaz! I got an appointment with Rogaz regarding some sensitive subject" "No can do. He gave me specific instruction not to let anybody up. Something about Coin Counting Day..." "Look buddy, I don't have much time. I wouldn't be here in this hell hole of a port if I didn't have legitimate business. Tell you what, why don't you go up there and tell your boss Marilda has came. Maybe that will jog his memory" "I'm afraid I can't do that. My duty is to guard this door. Rogaz might not be the most pleasa- actually he's the least pleasant client I have worked with, and I have served in Gangplank's ship, but he pays well, and I took his money. I have a job to do, and it is to guard this door" "It will take you 5 seconds top to just poke your head it and give him a shout" "Not possible. Now i can take your name and relay it to Rogaz after today, but I cannot let you enter today" Marilda glares at him, and he returned the favor. The eyes of men and women who make a career out of death and killing have a special quality to them, a transparency that makes it as if they are staring into your soul. Such stare would weaken the will of normal man, and when two of them meat, the intensity and tension produced could melt steel beams. Passer-by on the street have stopped to stare at the two. With a fluid movement, both drew their weapon. The man sharpened cutlass is inches away from Marilda's neck Marilda's pistol is pressing against the man's throat Their eyes did not once moved or blinked.
"Hey, put that down, she's my business partner, we had an appointment. I'm cutting your pay if you kill my business partner" A high, squeaky voice originates from behind the man. "Sorry, boss" The man grudgingly lower his sword, sheath it and step to the side, revealing a short, ugly and hunched over little man with green skin and huge ears, wearing surprisingly well-made regal clothing. He seems to be carrying half his weight in jewelry "Told ya" The woman with red hair holster her gun. The man respond with a grudging grunt as he return to his guard position "Nice doing business with you. My name is Rogaz. You must be Marilda, of the Red 32" the goblin hold out his hand. "That would be correct" thank god I'm wearing gloves "And I'm here with a business proposition that I'm sure you will be very interested in. It will change the course of Bilgewater itself, and it can make us both very rich" "Ooooh, i'm listening" The goblin hobbles forward "Drinks?" His crooked hand hold out a golden chalice filled with wine "Never one to say no to a drink" Marilda take the chalice, unceremoniously drinks it in one gulp, much to the goblin dismay, and hand the chalice back "Let's talk in my office, it's safer and more private up there" Rogaz gestured for the stair. "Fine by me"
Walking up to his office the sound of goblins squabbling in the other rooms fills their ears, following a brief pause an explosion blows through the wooden walls next to you as a cannonball is launched, closely missing Rogaz and his guest. not seeming bothered by this they both continue walking along the corridor, clearly events such as this are not uncommon. "This place seems more like a Tavern than a place of business company, Its hard to see how you can even keep such a large amount of pea brained imbeciles in check" "Pay them enough and they'll get their jobs done, its not always clean but it don't need to be in this kinda city." Coming up to a door at the end of the corridor a large bulky creature that looked more like a ogre then a goblin stumbles to his feet after what looks like a sneaky nap on the job, looking sternly at the unfamiliar face walking behind Rogaz. Lifting his hand he signals to the creature and he relaxes, sitting back down and nodding off to resume whatever unpleasant dream he had been having. Opening the door to his office a group of goblins quickly exit the room dragging a body behind them. "had some trouble?" she questioned "just a less fortunate business partner, he'll see sense eventually." Sitting down in his seat he gestures her to the chair in front of the desk "so, lets hear this proposition of yours" he says leaning over the table in anticipation.
"We are going to take over Bilgewater" Marilda said, fully expecting the goblin to freak out. After all, what I'm proposing is an invasion of his homeland. He might be greedy, but he might at least have a sen- "How much are you paying?" Nope, I retract my statement "There's no solid pay, but think of this as an investment. You might lost money and manpower, at start. But if the siege and assault is successful, you'll have the entirety of Bilgewater to loot, its ports for you to do business in, no toll or tax, and most importantly, connection. I'm sure a man of your ugh class knows the importance of connections, especially to one as important as our client, the Shade" "So you're telling me there's no pay..." The goblin ears droops down in disappointment "There is, not directly, but you will have the riches of the land if we succeed. If we do not, Bilgewater will be in a shamble enough that you can sell food and water at bloated prices, either way, profit" "How much are you asking me to invest" The goblin said with a bit of greed and a bit of fear in his voice. Several smaller goblin have gathered outside the door and caused a ruckus to see who's the new human that just walked in. Rogaz signaled them away "We have the equipment, guns armor explosive and vehicles. What we need is man-power, which I can see you have in abundance" Marilda gestured to the goblin trying to stealthily, at least in his own mind, to reach for her pouches. A knife in the hand later and all goblin dispersed. "Manpower and knowledge. You have lived here. You know where everything is. You know what they do, when they do, and who do the things that they do. And that is vital information if we are to conduct a successful siege. We have artillery, but we need to know where to strike and what's the range of the defense so we don't get struck back. We have the guns and explosive but we need to know where the walls are weak, when are the patrols and how many are ready on the go, and how many will be joining the defense once we blew the wall. I am aware that Gangplank and Miss Fortune are persons of interest, but i don't know much more. I think you can tell me why. We have the guns, more than we have man to use them. Though I know goblins are notoriously poor soldier, 5 of them with sufficient firepower should be able to land a shot out of sheer probability. Right?" "Based on previous jobs i sent them to, make it 6 of them, and don't count on it" The goblin responded. "But i do have enough of them to make it work" "So do you agree?" "What's the plan of attack?" The goblin said, writing something down in his balance book "We need to know the information first" Marilda leans back and put her feet on the table, the hardest part is done. "Well what do you need to know?" "I literally just said them. Number, location, personnel, weapons, structures etc" "Wasn't paying attention. I was counting the gold" "._." "¯(°_o)/¯" This is going to be a long day she think to herself
"So you are telling me..." "Yes, artillery. Lots and lots of artillery. We even have a bomber in the hangar if thinks got out of hand" "But my statues..." "Do you want to own Bilgewater or not?" "I guess" The goblin ears droops down in acceptance. He really liked his statues, but he liked gold even more. "So here's the gate, we will..." ...
... The collective war cry of 10,000 goblins is a terrifying sight to behold, even for the most hardened of sailors. The collective war cry of 10,000 goblins with guns and tanks advancing on the city gates is an even more terrifying sight. Only the captain remains stoic. Munching on his oranges, Gangplank bellowed: "MAN THE CANNON YOU DIRTY DOGS" There was silence "I SAID MAN THE CANNON" "Sir, the ship..." A crew member spoke up "What about them?" "It isn't here anymore". Gangplank look out the window, and before his eye his ship was burning wreckage. "The goblins using their small stature has planted mines on them during the night. We managed to capture one of them, he died out of fear but we have the mine" One of them handed Gangplank a circular mine with four mechanical legs attached. "This isn't goblin work" Gangplank said, examining the mechanical structure of the explosive "Someone else is at play here, this is too complex for the goblins" Setting the mine down on his table, Gangplank steps out onto his balcony. Before him his a sea of green-skin, ragtag banners made of scraps, bullet whizzing through the air as the goblin struggle to contain their excitement and control their aim, smoke stacks from war machines rumbling to life behind them. "This is not a raid, this is an invasion" Gangplank realized as the collective roar of the horde shook his table and spilled his glass of orange juice. "Assemble the men. Arm them. And get me Miss Fortune. We are going to need everyone" His voice show the slightest hint of fear. He hadn't felt this way since the time he killed his father
"Would you assholes keeps it down? I'm trying to work here" Marilda shouted out, and the goblins dispersed from around her tent. "I got a joke for ya" Bad Bonnie hum as he enters the tent, his bald head glistening with sweat "How do you keep 10,000 goblins fighting something scary?" "How?" Marilda asked without even turning back "You put something even scarier behind them. Ha HA!" Bonnie lightly punch her arm. He loves the sound of his voice "Real funny" She said halfheartedly, the spark flies from her workshop table "Oh come on I thought of that joke all morning, give me some credit here" Reaching over, Marilda poked a goblin tied to a stick with a shock prod. The green creature screams and jerks, and immediately starts panicking and clapped as fast as it can. "Now that, is funny. Goblin on a stick, the newest in Valoran entertainment system. What did he do?" "Snuck up on me while I was sleeping" "For what?" A steel pipe swing wildly, hitting the goblin groin with a sickening thud "Oh" Bonnie said, his face sharing a bit of empathy with the tied up creature writhing in pain. "So what's the gameplan?" He ask, dangling his disabled finger just outside the goblins mouth, jerking it back every time it tries to bite "If everything goes according to plan, which I doubt it considering we are dealing with Goblins here, we should walk right in the front gate. Rogaz is supposed to be taking care of things on the inside. I gave him enough explosives to blow Shurima open, he should be able to sink the ship, slip past the guard and blow a hole in the wall on the precise moment they change guard, which give us about 30 minutes of no guards." "And if he doesn't?" "If he doesn't, air drop me in and I'll open the gate myself" "No support?" "Not needed. I need all of you guys out here, actually controlling these assholes. I do not trust them alone. Plus, I should be enough. Bilgewater has the number but not the weaponry to deal with armored mech" "So so far how is the plan going?" "Waiting for Rogaz to signal. Any minute now. I also gave him a panic button in case he screwed it up" "And?" "Any minute now..." "Riiight. Want something to drink?" "No need" The floor shake as another round of artillery barrage leave their base, the goblin panicking as the vibration shifted his stick and sends him tumbling to the ground" "I have my own stash" "You gotta share it with us sometime" "It's Miller's" "Oh..." "But do get me some breakfast though, I'm starving" "Coming right up" "Please be greenskin meat" Marilda spoke, her eyes gazing on the Goblin struggling on the ground "actually..."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" The goblin voice trail off in the distance, the artillery canon barrel smoking after delivering its newest payload. "3.2.1" Marilda click the detonator in her hand, triggering the spider mine attached to the goblin chest. The sky lit up in a brilliant explosion Suddenly, she feels a vibration on her wrist. Her arm monitor lit up "Dammit Rogaz!" She cursed underneath her breath, rushing to her mech "Well at least I get to see some action" She said as she climbs into the cockpit as Marcus operate the chain system, lowering the upper half of the mech into place.
"I made a great mistake" Rogaz thought as he scramble away from the group of pirate chasing him, cutlass and pistol waving in the air Fifteen minutes earlier, Rogaz was supposed to blow open a hole in the wall of Bilgewater, breaking the siege and allowing the army to flow in, taking Bilgewater in one fell swoop. He had the explosives hidden in his satchel, and has infiltrated the Bilgewater army as a patron, investing in weapons Fourteen minutes earlier, Rogaz walked past a treasure room with two guards while sneaking into position Thirteen minutes earlier, one of the guard have been bludgeoned into submission, while the other managed to rally up the nearby patrol. Rogaz the man himself was busy running away. Running in name only of course, with his spilling bag of gold dragged behind him, leaving a trail of coin as he make a run for the wall Now, Rogaz sees before him, the guards have blocked off the exit, and the rest of the pirate form a circle around him, cornering him against the wall. In desperation, Rogaz pressed the panic button on his bracelet, and grabbed a cutlass. He was no mere merchant, he had crawled and scratched and climbed his way up to be the wealthiest man in Bilgewater so he was no stranger to dirty work. And he will be damned before they take his money. The first man who steps up loose a finger The second man who stepped up had his leg chopped off The third man had his ear bitten out and the fourth had his eyes gouged out by goblin finger The fifth man was crushed underneath 20 tons of steaming metallic drop pod dropped from a strafing gunship. One of its door shot open, and a women in a mechanical armor lumbers out of the pod "What took you so long?" "Had to take care of some business" Marilda remarked as she stepped off the crater that used to be a man and grab hold of her Anti-tank gun "Cover your ears, this is going to be loud" Before Rogaz could cover up his ragged green flap of skin, the Anti-tank gun starts firing with the force of an auto cannon, each shot with enough recoil to make the exoskeleton arm jerk back, and with enough force to rip a man's torso clean off his leg. The ground shake with every shot, scattering dust and oil everywhere. Hot shell ejected from the gun the size of a sword handle, one of them managed to get underneath Rogas shirt behind his back "Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch" "Sorry!" Her voice trail off with a grin. Nothing made her feel more at home than the roar of gunshot and the smell of gunpowder. "Where is that wall" "What?" His hearing has been affected "I SAID WHERE IS THAT WALL?" "WHAT?" Suddenly, the Marilda jumps in front of Rogaz, the armored arm raised. From it, a huge metalic barrier is deployed in front of them, legs penetrating the ground for support, just in time for it to intercept a canon ball two of sailors had aimed at them "I SAID" she was screaming at the top of her lung now, her strong voice almost drowning out the roar of belt fed weaponry. The canon exploded in three shot "WHERE THE HELL" A spider mine is deployed with a plop sound, its legs scampering around like a confused dog. "IS THAT WALL?" the mine ran and exploded, taking down with it the storage tent full of gun powder in a blazing inferno Rogaz take one of his hand off his ears, his face cringing with pain, and pointed toward the west wall. Marilda presses a button, and a rifle detached itself from her cockpit. She threw it to Rogaz "Here, take this and climb on the back!" "What is this?" "It's an auto rifle. You put it up against your shoulder, close one eye, squint, line up the two dot with your target, breathe out and squeeze the trigger" Another cannonball whiz by her head. Rogaz scamper to pick up the rifle under the rain of spark as flintlock pistols fail to dent Marilda's reinforced armor "What?" "For the love of- Just point it at things you want dead and pull the little lever" The goblin climb up the rungs on the back of the mech. Hanging on with his leg and one warm, Rogaz aimed the new found weapon at one of the pirate and pulled the trigger. The man jerks back violently as a slug is driven through his rib cage "Whoa" The goblin is startled for a bit then started to grin "Where do you get this?" "Homemade! Now hold on" The gun stopped firing, Marilda raised her other arm, a ballistic shield deployed. "How mu-" "Not for sale!" The mech lift its hydraulic powered feet off the ground and start advancing slowly toward the west wall, only stopping for a bit whenever a cannon ball bounces off the shield "But what if I-" "No!" A body is violently shot backward, the victim of hydraulic-powered punches. He was either a fool or one of exceptional bravery to be charging such a machine with a melee weapon "The explosive?" "Here" The Rogaz said, his hand digging into his bag "Well, give it to me" "Just a second. It is hard to dig through a bag full of gold coins" 'Are you for real?" "Found it!" Rogaz pulls out a strange device, one of a metallic circle with four clamps and some buttons on its face. He hands it to Marilda, who took it with her left hand after opening the cockpit, places it on the dash board and push the buttons in a sequence, the mech still walking toward the west wall, shrugging off hails of bullet. "Alright, just a little more" The mech turns its back toward the wall and plant its shield to the ground. The shield deploy its stabilizing legs that digs into the ground detach itself from the arm. Marilda climb out of the mech after pressing the auto pilot button, the mech gun blazing through a slot on the shield acting as an automated turret. She sprint toward the wall, place the explosive on it, press a button that causes the four leg to attack the explosive to the wall, and sprint back to the mech. Climbing back into the cockpit, she grab Rogaz with her. "Hold still" She said as the goblin struggles from surprise. With a push of a button, the cockpit frame with bulletproof glass re-engaged. With another, the blast-shield cover them all, leaving the cockpit in darkness and silence save the light from the display. After a second or two, the mech shake violently, a faint and dulled explosion sound can be heard. "Do you goblins always smell this bad?" "Preposterous. I put on my best cologne for this day." "Well whatever it is its not working" "Its Green Panther, made from bits of real panther. You just lack the sophistication to enjoy such a high class smell" "Ugh, it smells like pure gasoline" The shaking stopped and immediately Marilda punches the button to open the cockpit and pushes Rogaz out. She takes a swing from her canteen filled with Vodka "How do you even sneak around this city? Actually don't answer that"
The warcry of 10,000 goblins fills the air as they pour into the city through the newly made gap, blade, machete, blunderbuss blazing. The sky seems to darknens with the dirt and dust they kick off and the smoke of belching war machine on treads rolling through the gap. Immediately, two humongous brute of a man approaches Rogaz. They were his body guard. Surrounded by a sea of his own underling, the goblin master quickly regain his confident. "Listen up boys. Who ever gets the most kill gets a bag of gold. And whoever bring me Miss Fortune, alive, gets two and is promoted to be my lieutenant" The thunderous roar of the horde almost blew him off of his feet "It seems like you got things covered here" "Are you sure the rifle is no-" "It's not for sale. Now give it back before you scratch it" "Bu-" Rogaz backs off, bumping his back onto Marcus, a young men with stubble and carrying a huge wrench "Well are you going to give the nice lady her gun back?" Eyeing the huge wrench, Rogaz reluctantly agrees. "You got the pack?" Asked Marilda "Yep, the team is right behind me" Bad Bonnie stepped in right after him, carrying a huge mechanical contraption that is installed on the back of the mech, with Marcus screwing it into place with his wrench "Its good?" "It's good. Ready to go" Marcus said, tapping the metallic armoring "Alright, you all stay here and make sure these goblins don't destroy Bilgewater. Remind them that we are here to occupy it, not raze it to the ground. Take control of the points like we discussed." "What about you?" "Gonna go cut the head off the snake" Marilda gaze at Rogaz, who's gleefully over running the defending sailors with hordes and hordes of greenskin "And also make sure he doesn't steal any of our stuff. He's allowed to take what he can loot, but none of ours" With a press of a button, the newly installed booster packs spark to life, spewing great hot fire and propelling the machine upward Turning toward the defending city, Bonny picks up a machine gun and lit his cigar "Lock and load boys"
He only caught it with the corner of his eye, but that was enough. With blazing speed, Rogaz grabbed a nearby goblin and held it in front of him as a bullet make a sickening thud against the squirming goblin. "Bang!" Before him was a woman of great beauty and even greater skill, Miss Fortune, dual wielind her two trusted guns: Shock and Awe. Rogaz let the body of the dead goblin slump to the ground. It has served its purpose. He wasn't really afraid. He had his horde with him. One goblin is nothing. Ten goblins is a force to be reckoned with. A hundred, a force of nature. Grabing the second nearest goblin, Rogaz flings it at Miss Fortune, where in its panic clinged to her chest before being promptly shot off. Utilizing the momentary distraction, Rogaz closes the gap and leap at the pirate hunter, his two dagger shinning. The redhead manages to clear the danger zone in the last second, roll away, and shot at a piece of metal, causing it to ricochet off of it and almost hit Rogaz. Sensing himself being unable to match her one on one, Rogaz instead turns to rallying the horde with him, promising gold and luxury to the one who defeat the famed pirate hunter. Motivated by greed, the horde turns its attention to Miss Fortune. The endless horde of green skin throw itself at Miss Fortune, waves after waves cut down by her hail of bullet, not one making it to their destination. The ground slippery with greenskin blood, Rogaz fade from sight, his presence unnoticed by the growing wave of goblins. Sneaking up behind, Rogaz plants one of his dagger in her right thigh. Miss Fortune falls to her knees, but not before dropping another two advancing goblins. Turning to the culprit, she quickly shot off one of his dagger, and was aiming for his head when a goblin grabbed her arm. She punched him off but another two grab her again. Rogaz, angry with the loss of his dagger, plunge the knife into her throat, having his revenge and ensuring no one can cash in his reward now that he himself killed her. Standing up and catching his breath, his eyes gaze out across the smoking street. An entire city-port, all his. A worthy investment after all
"You're back!" Marcus said as the mech slowly lumber towards them, a gaping, smoking hole through one of its arm "Yeah." "So what happened?" "Gangplank is dead. I found him slumped up against one of the pillar, his leg split open. Apparently one of our artillery hit spot on his room and wounded him. Fatally" "Damn, what happened to the arm" "Bastard shot me. He knew he was going to die so he took his chances. He shot me with his pistol" "There's no way a pistol could blow a hole this big" "I thought that too. But reading the scanner, it hit a critical part of the mech, one of the main fuel line. Also his bullet for some reason shoot electricity, and that ignited the fuel. I think I lost the use of my left ear now thanks to that explosion" "Did you shot him?" "No, he died before I recovered. How's everything else" "Great. They surrendered. I figured, all pirates and merchants against a horde of goblin. Don't blame them for not throwing their life away for nothing" "Miss Fortune?" "Dead. Rogaz killed her. Speaking of which he ran off to one of the richer neighborhood, mumbling something about a "Swimming pool of gold"" "Leave him. That's what he gets for helping" "And us?" "We finished the contract. Now let's go talk to this Shade guy and see about our pay" She takes a long swig from a foreign container "What's that?" "Orange juice. Found in the base. Taste surprisingly good actually"
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