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The Wall [v2]

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Naoura:
As the engine begins to purr, loud and regular, fully repaired after much sweat and anger, I start to work with the metal pieces, using scraps taken from the surrounding area to make a small, effieicent forge, thanking the Wall in a mocking manner for the stones.

Huskarr:
*I finally take note of the pigeon and read the letter. I scribble down some random coordinates and send the most dapper of pigeons away. Then I retreat to cover and start planning a steampunky selfloading and firing mechanism for the Love-rock-Thrower.*

Lu Lu:
As I put the finishing touches on the bento box, I start to wonder why wall-senpai has yet to notice me.  I decide to pour my very heart and soul into it ensuring that this will be the best bento box.  Ever.  Wall-senpai must notice me.

Guagadu:
I scratch my head in wonder at how I failed to manage to have all guns in arc with such a big target, before simply attributing it to a severe lack of skill. I tell Eustace and Strought to continue to maximize damage output, specifically targeting the wall's healing love notes, and give D.Strought the option to take the helm if he pleases, as nearly anyone is a better captain than me.

Richard LeMoon:
I sit on a lounger on the deck of the Jeeves as the dapper pigeon lands, tips his hat, and drops the scroll. I look at it for a while and pull out a map. After some careful measurements, I roll my eyes at the dapper pigeon.

"These are the coordinates to Eric's house, not the Wall."

The dapper pigeon scoffs with an air of ire. I wrap another tube of paper on his dapper leg.

"All right. See if you can find someone with a better sense of direction, and a map."

The dapper pigeon tips his hat and flies off again. (will arrive at the start of next turn if nothing goes wrong. Coordinates of the wall must be given in pixels. Lower left pixel is 1,1)

I pat a nearby railing.

"Well then, Jeeves, shall we just fire and see what happens?"

The great hulk of Jeeves shifts a little and emits a low creak. "My thoughts exactly." I smile and lean over the rail to shout to the lower deck.

"AyIee Tommy, ignite the charge!"

Missiles pour out of Jeeves starboard flank, exploding into the firing mechanism and igniting the charge. Ice shards fly in all directions as the beast roars and rocks on its structure. A blast wave hits Jeaves, knocking me out of my lounger. Seconds later, getting up and trying to shake the ringing from my ears, I try to view the cannon through the black plumes of smoke. All that can be seen is another thick stream of smoke heading in a high arc to the south. (random coordinates. May miss the wall entirely)

"Well then... at least it fired. We'll have to see if there is anything left of the cannon once the smoke clears. Signal the loaders to bring up another round. I want it ready."

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