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The Beginning is the End; A collaborative RPG
Topic Started: May 18 2009, 05:19 PM (4,974 Views)
Immortalblade
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Why so serious?
OOC: Sorry to those who did not get a chance to post but the plot needs to continue.

IC: Addonexus picked up the cell phone and began to examine it. After a second his hand seemed to start to envelop the cell phone. This of course was actually trillions of individual nanomachine going into the machine. The nanomachines, smaller then most molecules (OOC: yes I know impossible but reasons will be given eventually) began to seep into the battery. Bursts of electrons came from the nanomachines and began to bond with the acid in the battery, creating the power necessary to run the Cell phone. At the same time nanomachines moved into the very circuitry of the cell phone and began to examine the electrical signals transmitted throughout the cell phone, eventually locating the desired picture. Copying the electron pattern the nanomachine sent a signal to Addonexus optics, there it was assembled and processed into light that was projected onto a nearby wall (OOC:No I don't exactly know how it works and if someone would be willing to send me an explanation for how this would work in reality it would be much appreciated).

The resulting Picture showed several teenagers smiling and posing at the entrance of the school, a picture that would have ended up on Facebook had the photographer not been brutally killed. The PIAT forces cocked there heads ninety degrees and squinted at the photo, trying to see past the smiling teens and get a good look at a suspicious shadow behind them. Addonexus enhanced the image and suddenly it became very clear who the instigator was. Standing behind them was a five-year-old boy with a bar code tattooed into his shaved head. Of course the boy did seem to have begun the process of decay and had the same glowing orbs for eyes as those Necrotic’s.

With target now firmly engrained into the mind of every PIAT soldier many of them pulled out there guns, around the same time as the corpse of the boy start to twitch, which promptly stopped as it was vaporized by about 30 Thermite rounds.

Also at the same time the cell phone held in Addonexus hand was vaporized as the nanomachines in his hand released all the built up energy from completing their task. At the same time cooling spikes shot out of his back (absorbing his cloak and essentially making him look like a porcupine) and released all the excess heat that had been built up, making the room incredibly uncomfortably though not unbearably warm.

"So...Hypothesis?"
Edited by Immortalblade, Jul 21 2009, 07:14 PM.
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"It looks that whatever it is that is causing this is infecting the students to create its own army of living dead. Either that or he has major necrophiliac issues. Either way we have to kill him to stop this, in addition to these things. I think we should divide into groups and move through the school after dividing it into a grid pattern and search through each area until we find our targets and eliminate them. We should also set up a command center somewhere secure so that we can keep track of each other and clear areas of the building."
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oh crap. i just got back and realized that in mist form i'm water. good thing Them is on my side...

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darkmist comes up behind them. "we need to find this thing. but like myself and Kamenmizu, it might be able to take many different forms. it might even be what you call a microscopic parasite. we might all be infected already, depending on how long it takes to effect changes. but we should still search the school, and we might get lucky and find it. or maybe it has realized it's mission has failed and is retreating into it's homeworld. anything is possible. i'm ready to start searching, maybe find a secure area, or create one. blood, you want to come with me, and work as a pair? finder killer teams are the most effective."
Edited by crazypyromaniac, Jul 26 2009, 03:34 PM.
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Why so serious?
OOC: Sorry for the wait.

"What do you mean 'We' might be infected?" Addonexus said sarcastically (or what would be assumed as sarcasm, emotionless robot speech and all). "Also microscopic parasites are unlikely in such blatent displays of for lack of a better term 'Magic'. Those who do pose a small risk of being infected 'if' it is microscopic parasites are at present wearing flitration masks (OOC mentioned in first post) or atleast they should be. However if all else fails I can extract any parasites easily." He added as an afterthought.
Turning to Blood he said "Splitting up would only prove suicidal. Before the school was compromised there was atleast 768 students and staff on the premises and if the latest incidents are any indication it is best to assume the entire school is infected. Also please remember that the last fully transformed one we have engaged was only killed by a Mil Mi-76 'Hind' Helicopter Gunship (OOC: Made up classification). It would be best for us to stick together and focus on sterilizing the primary threat and avoiding any unneccesary casulties."
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ah. so that's waht those funny things are. i thought they were funny masks. and besides, we know that thermite rounds can destroy these things, so if we lure it into a trap there should be no problem. or we could burn the whole school down to kill them all. that might work. it would be a lot of waste and a lot of work however.
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"Maybe we should get naalm and burn them. Only problem is we can't get out."
Edited by Cyphon, Aug 6 2009, 12:20 PM.
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"I think it would be best if I stayed away from the fire and heat."
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i totally agree with you, Kamenmizu.

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do i actually know your name, Them? i mean in the rp?
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OOC: I'm guessing we all know each other in the P.I.A.T.... at least the paranormal members, which are bound to stand out.

IC: "Though I shouldn't get too used to the heat, I will act as a defensive barrier to prevent the flames from spreading and injuring members of our squad."
Edited by Themistocles, Aug 8 2009, 09:50 PM.
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Why so serious?
OOC:Also you have ID tags. ^_^

"Sure and when the floor gives out from the heat we can all enjoy flying into a abyss that is either eternal or teleports the victim into the maw of an Eldritch Abomination from the deepest darkest pit of this universe." Addonexus said matter of factly before adding. "We will move as one and eliminate the target. Removal of Necrotics will be done once we are back in our own dimension and once again the target seems fit to make us hate it" Addonexus finished, now aware he was on the ceiling. Of course he never moved, only gravity did. It seemed that while he was droning on the target seemed to have noticed them. Or maybe it had finally its complete teleportation to the new dimension. Either way, the walls and floors where no longer made of wood and drywall but of bone, flesh and screaming faces. Limbs, sometimes whole bodies where reaching out towards the P.I.A.T. some where horribly disfigured, others looked perfectly normal though melted into the wall. However it was impossible to tell if these "ornaments" where the original students and staff. The groans and curses the P.I.A.T. uttered after landing head first on the floor quickly became calls for orders as they pointed there guns at whatever was nearest. Addonexus merely raised a hand (sign to stop) then seemed to melt into a black goo. The goo dropped down then reformed back into Addonexus. Then amongst the chorus of screams and intelligible moans and gurgles of the building he said in his standard robotic voice "It appears our target wants to speed us along or maybe to waste bullets on these fixtures. No matter, let us progress towards our goal which is..." Addonexus paused, then turned to the soldiers "Any suggestions?"

GM: You are now at a 4-way intersection with each hallway leading in a north, south, east and west direction. There are no lights and only the glow of your LEDs, helmet lights, gun lights, Glowing eyes etc are illuminating the area so you can't see what is ahead. Proceed with caution.
Edited by Immortalblade, Aug 8 2009, 11:25 PM.
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let's go north. i always liked north. i'm open to suggestions if someone else prefers a different direction. i would scout, but crazy robot thing (addonexus) doesn't want us to split up. he should study military history some. then he'll know how many battles have been one or lost due to the presence or lack of good intelligence, aquired by scouts.
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"What good is sending scouts if they can't come back?" If we want to move forward we'll need a powerful strike at the center of the enemy. Cut of the head and the body withers. Although I'm not sure that these things actually would be killed by cutting off the head."
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yeah, but some of us are better scouts than others (hint hint me hint hint) we don't necessarily have to be in the flesh all the time.
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"We have no idea what laws of physics apply in this dimension or if any do at all. Using any of our infiltration abilities would be suicide. Our best bet is to stick together and approch even the smallest threat with a wall of lead. We will take the north route, as suggested by Operative: DarkMist. Now move out and watch. Your. Backs." Addonexus forewarned before moving forward, raising his rifle to eye level at the same time. The rest of the P.I.A.T. followed, their dim lights illuminating the nightmarish corridor made of twisted bodies screaming in agony as they where troden down by thirty pairs of feet.

OOC: I'm going to speed this along a little faster then I intended due to boredom on my part at keeping us fighting the same enemy. Will post next update after next few posts so get your say in and prepare before it's to late.
Edited by Immortalblade, Aug 17 2009, 01:14 AM.
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"ahh well, we got no other options right now do we?" Blood waves his hand at Darkmist, "come on or you'll get left behind."
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i'm coming, blood. so, what's your heritage? you don't seem very human to me. i mean, your form's human, sorta like mine, but you aren't. so what are you? darkmist was curious about blood, and was moving while talking, but he still kept an eye out behind them, and in all directions, just in case.
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Why so serious?
OOC: Everyone your in a building made entirely out of still living bodies, atleast comment on the fact that your trodding on people.

GM: The P.I.A.T. forces advanced along the path of twisted bodies blindly reaching out towards them, occasionally tripping one of the soldiers causing frantic movement and occasionally blind firing which caused the hundreds of mouths to elicit an ear piercing scream as flesh and bone was burned away in an instant from the thermite rounds. Yet the P.I.A.T. continued, desperate to find an exit from this twisted hell. Eventually the screams of pain that cried out slowly faded as less and less distinguishable human bodies appeared. Yet the mouths and rolling eyes remained, always watching, always muttering. After what seemed to be an hour of wandering through the macabre halls the mouths started to call out to the P.I.A.T.

"Have you seen my friends?" "Do you know where I am?" "Why do I have to suffer?" "Are you here to put me out of my misery?" "Why do you have those guns? You aren’t going to kill me are you?" "Why are you here?"

On and on these questions went, twisting the P.I.A.T.s nerves. Some started grumbling into their comms and tightening their grips on their rifles, ready to silence all the voices around them. Yet suddenly the voices stopped (with many sighs of relief from the P.I.A.T. soldiers, even the completely unfazed ones were getting annoyed at how the voices drowned out the background noise, making it impossible to listen for the approach for enemies). This relief was cur short when the voices broke into song.

Ring-a-Ring o'Rosies
A Pocket full of Posies
"A-tishoo! A-tishoo!"
We all fall Down!

Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes, Ashes"
We all fall down!

Ring-a-Ring o'Rosies
A Pocket full of Posies
"A-tishoo! A-tishoo!"
We all fall Down!

Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes, Ashes"
We all fall down!


With that final note an ear piercing shriek came from behind and in front of the P.I.A.T. Suddenly on both sides the P.I.A.T. found themselves facing the horribly mutated hostages, literally crawling over each other to tear the P.I.A.T. apart!

OOC: And here’s an extended combat section! Please do not kill off any P.I.A.T. forces in your retaliation posts, that’s my job.
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Blood extends his claws to two feet long and electrifies them (One of his abilities)

OOC: Does electricity burn these things?

IC: He screams in rage and jumps over his nearby allies and stabs his claws into the nearest abomanation, burning it from the inside out.
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darkmist is starting to get annoyed. i really hate this mission. people don't let me scout, and i can't kill these blasted things. i'm going to have to get a gun. maybe someone will kindly die and let me have theirs? he thinks, before going and hiding in the middle of the P.I.A.T. group, and watching for anyone who falls.
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Blood continues to slash through more of the horrific beasties. At this point he opened several small cuts on his arms to cover his claws with his blood. (Not Emo, remember his blood burns stuff)
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Kamenmizu erupted from his environmental suit, leaving it behind. He then used all his water mass he currently controlled to flood the hallway and create a layer of water along the ground. It was strange, the way the water acted so irregularly in this bizarre environment, but the spirit could still control it. Using small waves of water to beat back the monstrosities, he forced a bit of water into the helmet of his suit and radioed Blood. "Send electricity through the water! It will spread and electrocute several at once!"
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"Keep the water away from the P.I.A.T. members and I will."

Then if Kamenmizu does so he electrifies the water.
If Kamenizu doesn't he keeps fighting.
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Kamenmizu quickly causes the water to retreat from all PIAT members ("unnecessary sacrifices") and allows Blood's electricity to flow through it.
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darkmist starts twidling his thumbs while standing on his hands, waiting for combat to be over, until he sees someone fall. then he takes their gun and starts shooting weird zombie thingys, back on his feet. if no-one falls, then he just keeps doing crazy acrobatic stunts.
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Why so serious?
OOC: You can't control others fates crazy, that's my job.

GM:
Darkmist: A PIAT soldier shoved his handgun over to darkmist while yelling "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING! SHOOT! SHOOT! SHOOT!"

Several of the necrotics suddenly spasmed and twitched, their insides being cooked alive by the electricity. They let out an unearthly scream as they burst into flames and convulse in their death throes until finally stopping and burning to cinders. Meanwhile the rapid separation of oxygen and hydrogen atoms due to the current passing through it turned the air into a chemical soup that unfortunaly had a very predictable result amidst the rapid blasts of thermite.
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The resulting blast cooked off most of the outside coverings of the P.I.A.T.'s armor (revealing the mutilayered bulletproof plates in the armor) and gave many severe burns despite the fireproof amour they wore. The blast also tore open the ground underneath the P.I.A.T. sending them all tumbling in a cavern. Luckily however the ground they landed in felt more like some type of fleshy jello then solid ground, unfortunaly to those with burns covering much of their bodies it still hurt like hell when they landed. As the P.I.A.T. struggled to their feet with the team medics dealing with their own injuries the P.I.A.T. noticed liquid starting to rain down on them, the cooked fat of all the necrotics they had burned quickly followed by the 50 odd Necrotics who were left!

OOC: And that’s why you don't run electricity through water in a closed space with thermite exploding all around you. Please in your posts tell how your characters faired during the blast. Oh and as I mentioned your still in combat. :evil:
Edited by Immortalblade, Aug 29 2009, 08:52 PM.
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darkmist took the gun the soldier was handing him, aimed it at the nearest necrotic, and the world exploded into fire. he got flung back down the hallway, and landed on something soft. he feels for the gun, finds it next to him, slips it into his shadowbag, and just turns insubstantial on the floor, waiting for his head and vision to clear.
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Blood is launched into the the hole, his head smashing into the side spinning him rapidly toward the floor, where his head comes into contact with a P.I.A.T. soldier. He attempts to stand, but the blunt trauma to his head makes this difficult. He almost falls over before beginning to recover. He retreats away from the nercotics, and is able to do nothing save defend himself.

OOC: The force his head hit the P.I.A.T. soldier with would have been more than enough to smash a human skull. So he is lucky to be breathing let alone fighting. He will however, have recovered by next post.
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Why so serious?
OOC: God damn I really need to update this once in awhile. Alright heres where things get hard.

Blood: The P.I.A.T. soldier faired slightly better then Blood did. Managing to get up beside Blood despite the injuries he sustianed he did his best to aid blood, probably figuring that they would be able to defend themselves if they worked together despite their injuries. However he could do little but defend himself as several Necrotics charged and slashed at Blood, intent to sacrafice themselves to deal with this fire blooded threat.

Darkmist and Kamenmizu: Unfortunaly being insubstational did not protect from mental attacks as darkmist's and Kamenmizu's minds was suddenly wracked by a sudden blast of pain as a voice screamed at them "WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?". Turning around it quickly became apparent what had broke the P.I.A.T.s fall, and who was keeping back only due to the immense heat emmiting from the near constant stream of thermite bullets and would probably soon join the fight if this stream would let up for even a second. With the P.I.A.T. low on ammo and the flood of necrotics quickly decreasing this appeared to be an imminent encounter.
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Oh and I guess this would count as your first boss fight...

OOC: Enjoy... :evil:
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ooc--you are evil, immortal. i mean that.

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first of all, do what to you. second of all: because you slaughtered a bunch of innocent beings, you creep! now DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that said, darkmist quickly substantializes, empites the clip at the weird giant thingy, and goes insubstantial again.
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Why so serious?
OOC: Damnit I can't do anything with your characters if you don't post. :argh:
Lets hurry this up so we can get to the actual plot.

Bullets poured from DarkMists gun yet only seemed to bounce off the massive creature standing before him. However one bullet though unseen from everyone seemed to find a weak spot. The creature howled in pain and seemed to retreat and then something very odd happend. The world for a split second seemed to turn off, the remaining Necrotics themselves backed off a bit, clutching their heads and giving the P.I.A.T. a chance to finish them all off. Now all that remained was the large insane monster that seemed mostly immune to bullets.

OOC: Come on, post!
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Darkmist comes up with a completly ridiculous, stupid plan that might work. in mist form, he slowly drifts toward big baddy, trying not to be seen. there, he attempts to enter big baddy's body, and once inside, he resolidifies in the chest area, completly screwing up that part's anatomy. then remists, and floats off.
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"Fuck" Blood moves toward the creature with claws fully extended jumps onto one of the yellow things surrounding its mouth and begans to claw it apart.
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Why so serious?
OOC: Well, I'm going to skip ahead a bit. This whole battle kinda dragged out farther then I wanted without any narrative bonus.

GM: Much to Blood's and DarkMist's utter amazment they passed right through the creature. Almost as though the creature wasn't there. When they relized this the illusion melted away and the P.I.A.T. soon found themselves on a bunch of school mats that had been piled into a corner in the expansive gymnasium of the high school. The bodies of the Necrotics also melted away, replaced with the charred remains of hundreds of teenagers and staff, improvised weapons made from desks and chairs clutched in their hands. In the corner was a sobbing figure about the size of a small child that seemed to have melted into the floor and was sporting way to many eyes and limbs...

Special GM Note: Before anyone calls BS let me tell you what psychics can do. Psychics can alter peoples perception of reality in ways we can not imagine. Think of the matrix, where it is so real that if you believe that you get hurt you will get hurt (this also can sometimes trick even AIs). Or alternatly you can be forced to believe you are a monster. They also can generate kinetic fields that block blows but not change temprature making heat the best way to get around these barriers. Psychics however can be very weak and the weakest must rely on others to believe they killed an enemy in order to kill someone, mostly because they are too insane and paranoid to trust their own mind. The strongest however are capable of feats that can rip holes in reality or atleast make you believe they can. Also yes I know this is an asspull but there is a much better plotline coming up.
Edited by Immortalblade, Sep 20 2009, 12:59 PM.
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Stupid little kid. We just killed hundreds of people, for his entertainment/evil plan to conquer the world? I say we just kill him right now.
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"Lets kill him!" With that blood rushes in cutting the humanoid freaks down with his electrified claws.
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Why so serious?
OOC: I think you should read through that last update a little more closely cyphon though I am not asking you to change your actions, just remember it is no longer freaks, just "a" freak :). As a heads up just waiting for Them to get a say in before next update.
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ooc: i saw the hundreds of corpses and thought you meant the reanimate type from earlier.
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Why so serious?
OOC: Aw fuck it. Them you missed your chance too get a say in so yeah...
Taking a cue from his subordinates grumblings and increased agitation Addonexus made a decision. Walking up to the immobile...thing he placed his rifle right in the middle of the creatures face. Eye's in places eyes should never belong looked up at him and the creature started to blubber and sob, chocking out words "PLEASE! Please...don't... kill me! I...I...I WAS TRYING TO PROTECT THEM! Can't you... do you know whats out there?! I...I...could have protected them for awhile! PLEASE! I was trying to sa-" BRRRRrrrrrrRRRRRrrrrTTTT

.........

Addonexus wiped the fragments of skull off his rifle as the burning body of the creature began to slump backwords and turned back to his soldiers. "Let us leave this pla..." Addonexus paused midword, straightening up and whirling around. Without any warning small golden orbs, about the size of soap bubbles had began to form above the corpse, filling the room with an almost angelic golden light...
Edited by Immortalblade, Oct 6 2009, 07:45 PM.
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Blood backed away from the golden lights, not trusting anything that came from that thing. It undoubtabley would cause him some major issues.
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"So, what's with the kid now. Did we just free a holy spirit or something? I hope it's not evil, because that would suck".
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Why so serious?
OOC: Oh you have no idea, crazy :evil:

GM: The orbs as quickly as they appeared popped out of existence like... well, like soap bubbles. Several P.I.A.T. soldiers looked like they had seen a ghost. Others cracked nervous grins or made a joke or two. Every soldier however was filled with exhausted joy now that the mission was over and unease at this most recent oddity. With only a brief confirmation from Addonexus the soldiers filed out of the school into the cool, though slightly smoggy air of Boston. Though anxious cries came from the parents, wondering what had happened to their lost spawn the air was peaceful, hiding the bloodshed that had occurred. Many P.I.A.T. soldiers now started too lounge on the grass around the school, lighting cigarettes or talking about what they would do with the money from this job. Even Addonexus seemed to have been put into a good mood by the good fortune of the P.I.A.T. as he started happily waving at the Hind.


The massive detonation in the school from a missile launched by the Hind however dispelled this illusion as quickly as the golden orbs had disappeared.

OOC: and if that doesn't interest you then well check below
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OOC: I'm really sorry that I haven't been posting for the last month recently. I've just been so bogged down with homework recently that I haven't had the time to do much on the forum. But I'm going to try to post more often, now that I've got some free time.

I hope you don't mind all the cosmic dimensional shit that I'm spewing out here; it's just the way my character perceives the world, and it doesn't affect the RP in any way. It's just for effect.

IC: Kamenmizu "awoke" from his state of unconsciousness. As a spirit, he had sensed the shadows of the terrifying, undefinable "evil" spirits that had surrounded the school during the psychic freak's illusion-fest. The dark power emanating from illusions had drawn surreal beings from worlds beyond this one, and the shockwave created by the arrival of so many entities emerging from all around him had knocked out his humanlike consciousness; he had been left, briefly, with the mind he had had in the world before humanity, before his thoughts had developed a recognizable structure.

It had been a horrible sight that had accompanied this altered mental state. He had "seen" space, time, and logic melt away like boiling wax, deteriorating and reshaping, running like liquid against the omnipresent plane across which all things of the universes were strewn. And out of the holes created in this cosmic fabric, an infinite number of abstract shapes had emerged, beings that could not be described by any language of this universe. Colors, alien and unknowable, had literally poured out of the spaces between dimensions, and these colors themselves were things--if they could be classified even as "things"--far more powerful than the psychic's illusions, but in a way that Kamenmizu could not define.

And then the Abyss had met his gaze...

He was brought back to reality by the explosion of the school, obliterated by the missile. At once his spirit returned to its "body"--which had left the building by the power of Kamenmizu's subconscious--and went to where Addonexus stood.

"What are you doing?!" he screamed to the machine. "There might be EVIDENCE in there! The missile not only destroyed all material evidence, it sent the spirits--good, bad, and beyond--that had gathered there packing! Now their knowledge cannot be used to trace this case to its source! The psychic said he was trying to protect 'them'. What are 'they?' Now we may NEVER know!"
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Addonexus did not turn to respond too Kamenmizu as he seemed fixated by the flames, almost like he expected some monster to jump out of them. "Our objective was too kill everything paranormal in this building. This-" he said, acknowledging the burning building. "Was planned from the very beginning. Though I must admit I did not expect to have to butcher over 600 people just to complete it, almost thought we would run out of ammo before the end there." Addonexus paused; cocking his head to listen to the sounds of parents (suddenly realizing they would never see their children again) began attacking the Civil Protection units. "How strange, how these humans lash out at the nearest target when they have lost something. Anyways for your questions I'm rather afraid I cannot answer much as they are classified and you know, programming parameters and all. But I do have two answers for you. One: that psychic was merely referring to the souls of those he enthralled and two..." Addonexus paused again turning and gazing at Kamenmizu with his unnatural emotionless eyes "There are some things in this universe Agent Kamenmizu, not meant to be know to the weak minds of mortals, spirits or even the gods themselves. That something was here tonight, but enough with this treacherous talk our mission is done and a large fat check will be arriving at our doors for our completion of this little mission." and with that Addonexus left Kamenmizu to his own devices and headed straight to the Chinook.

"All P.I.A.T. forces please board the chinook helicopter."

GM: MISSION 00 END_

MISSION 01 START:
"THE YELLOWED PLAY"

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Camilla: You, sir, should unmask.
Stranger: Indeed?
Cassilda: Indeed, it's time. We have all laid aside disguise but you.
Stranger: I wear no mask.
Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!
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Why so serious?
OOC: Ah fug my illness, lets get this going.

GM: The chinooks blades picked up speed as the P.I.A.T units piled into it. The deafening roar of the transport helicopter drowned out the clash of civil order vs human grief. As the din of electronic voices and organic screams were drowned out the helicopter took off and headed into the rising dawn.

The trip was uneventful, most of the P.I.A.T. units who could sleep dozed off despite the din and those that couldn't were subdued.

Withen an hour the Hind and the chinook reached it destination. The super carrier Marianas.
Possibly the largest navel vessel in the world, it was designed with every resource G.P.E. has at it's disposal. State of the art launching bays for almost every kind of aircraft imaginable, advance anti-aircraft and anti-ship weaponry. It's powerful engine uses a near limitless fuel supply, allowing it to almost never have to be docked. With these special feature it also boasts an advance Paranormal science lab, a large libary and computer database for research purposes as well as luxerious accomdations for it's more higher ranking officials.

The Hind touched down first, the mysterous CO of the last operation exiting quickly and disappearing into the throngs of people moving about the ship. The hind was then quickly moved onto an elevator that lowered it into the bowels of the ship. Before the chinook could land an advance VTOL craft suddenly shot up through the service elevator and sped off towards an unknown mission.

The chinook was next to land, the back hatch opening immeditaly as soon as it touched down. As the P.I.A.T. forces began to disembark they found their way blocked by Addonexus. "Please hand all guns, knives, grenades, c4, etc over to these guards. Personal equipment will be returned when you depart this vessel." Addonexus said in his typical robotic monotone as two soldiers wearing armour half the soldiers on the chinook had never even seen before, marched up to the ship with a robotic sled behind them.

OOC: Yes I know rushed and half assed but hey, kinda sick here. Anyways to give you an idea of whats to come after this little scenario with the guards feel free to explore the ship on an individual basis (I'll happily narrate :happy: ) before the next mission starts (very, very soon.). So yeah, post.
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DarkMist looks at the security guards. "You do know that these are spirit knives, and i know exactly where and what condition they are in, don't you? Same goes for my sword." That said, he hands over his weapons, and gets off the Chinook. Wearily, he looks at Addonexus, and asks "Where do we go now? I'm tired, and need some rest and mist before heading out again."
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Enter Fyonte

As the Chinook's passengers begin disembarking, a Mil Mi-35 touches down twenty yards from the Chinook, and four seven foot tall men clad in nearly-glowing half plate, hefting mean looking gemstone bastard swords exit the helicopter. In one motion they turn to face the door as a man in a beautiful brown shearling coat and black boots and cargo BDU's is escorted out. He flicks his collar and pulls a pack of cigarillos out of his pocket, and pulls a lighter out of his other pocket as he picks one out with his teeth. He flicks open the lighter and looks over the deck. He mutters a few things to himself as he lights up. He walks up to Addonexus and salutes him. "Fyonte Silgura, reporting for duty."

Feh, not much. You didn't give me a whole lot to work with. Oh well, I guess it's satisfactory for a noncombat entrance.
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OOC: Post damnit...

Faster then any organic being could comprehend Fyonte's profile was brought up in Addonexus mind and scanned through, every little detail picked out.
-more machine than man...

-considers humans to be foul beasts...

-prefers action...

-hates working with others...

My my, quite a colourful character we have here. Though he does has some skill to his name and his enhancements might be educational to observe.
Addonexus turned his head fully around to get a better look at Fyonte "So you must be the new employee. Your profile shows some... intresting charistics. Please respect standard procedure and hand all arms, explosives or melee equipment to the soldiers behind me. I am required by our psychological profilers to inform you all again that all personal equipment will be returned upon exit of the vessel." With those words several more soldiers equiped in the strange armour (and several bulkier versions) with robotic sleds materalized around the craft Fyonte arrived in and the chinook, seemingly having walked up to the craft with a stealth uncomman of such heavy armour. Addonexus then turned his head back towards the chinook and the reluctant soldiers inside "Despite any preconceptions on beings of my... stature I and our employer's do not have the patience to idle while you decide if your continued existance is not worth the price of obeying protocol. Hand over all equipment now. As he said this his cloak seemed too shrink abit at the hem as a sycthe, plain in it's look but seemingly without the imperfections created by organic creatures grew out of his hand.

So impratical, yet it will have to do for now...

OOC: The armour the soldiers have:
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The armour you have access to (and are wearing at this exact moment for those in the chinook that don't have personal armour):
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Also POST DAMNIT
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Fyonte reaches into his coat, unbuckling his holster rig. He pulls it out slowly and offers it to one of the soldiers. He reaches back into his coat and quickly pulls his kukri free, and offers it to the same guard. "Be careful, it's very sharp." His somber British accent nearly being drown out by the sounds of the deck.

He then turns to Addonexus and bows his head slightly. "I have no problems with Protocol, Sir. I assure you that my personal problems will not interfere with unit functionality and nor will it interfere with completing objectives." He rises and grins. "So uh, when's mess call?"
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Blood just hands his stuff over. "When are we going to do something, I can't stand just sitting around."
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The rest of the P.I.A.T. forces (if some what reluctenly) handed over their weapons. As the last weapon was handed over the armoured soldiers suddenly melted back into the crowds, disappearing rather quickly despite their large size. "All units cleared to pass. If you are intrested in being payed considerably more then you were for this job please head to briefing room two in six hours time. Please in the mean time use this time to rest and recharge for the coming encounter. If you are unsure of where to go please consult the nearest help terminal. Dismissed." With those words Addonexus litteraly melted into the floor, disappearing into some unknown crack or crevice and heading to parts unknown leaving the P.I.A.T. forces alone and forced to find their own way around the colossal ship.

OOC: Short as I have nothing really to say at the moment. Find something to do amongst the many many parts of the ship. Also Them post :argh:
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"Do what we want, eh? Hey blood, wanna come explore this ship with me?" says DarkMist. "i might need your help getting into all the nooks and crannies. Besides, it's something to do and we might find something." That said, he turns to Fyonte and asks the same thing.
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"Sure, anything to escape the monotony"
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Fyonte sighs as he pops his back. "Nah. I'm heading to the galley. I'm starved."

And with that, Fyonte heads down into the belly of the ship, and gets in line for the mess line. He gets his tray loaded down, and starts heading over to the breifing room with it. He sits down at one of the desks and waits for the rest of his unit, stuffing his face.
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OOC: Fug it, here is that update!

Blood and Darkmist: Even without this agreement to explore Darkmist and Blood soon found themselves swept along by the crowds. With much pushing, shoving and general confusion it was impossible to see where they were being led. After a while the crowds dispersed a bit, dumping the two in a seemingly empty part of the ship. The bleak featureless walls suggested they where in some Maintenance part of the ship yet there where no signs on any of the doors, only numbers and strange signs. Farther down the corridor and around the corner came muffled voices, impossible to make out yet seemed to have an almost irresistible lure, like they where discussing the employees pay checks...

Fyonte: As Fyonte ate a strange gurgling sound came from within the walls, like something liquid was moving between them. The sound only grew louder and louder before becoming a roar as black liquid started pouring from an air duct in a great torrent right directly above the center podium, where a small projector and laptop had been prepared for the briefing. The liquid however did not reach the laptop immediately as it hung in the air for a moment, its form twisting and contorting in ways that seemed almost impossible to observe in this 3 dimensional world. Black strands of the gooey liquid then shot out in random directions, questing and probing the air around them. One strand connected with the laptop and almost instantly the rest of the strands shot towards the laptop, examining it, merging with it, eating it!!
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As Fyonte chews, he watches the putrid fluid pour down into the room. He sends his fork down again, picking up one last broccoli stalk, and he stands up, stuffing the last stalk of broccoli in his mouth. KWAN breaks into the local radio and intercom, blaring a siren. All hands on deck, Alert. All hands on deck, Alert. An unknown subsistence has compromised the deck 2 briefing room. Object is hostile and unconfirmed origin. All hands, Alert.

He wipes his mouth with the napkin he had in his lap, and drops it onto the tray. He stands for a minute, chewing. The beastly living putrescence throbs and consumes everything in it's wake. He files his request for his rig. The blob approaches him slowly and he leans against the bulkhead seal inside the room. He waits a few more moments, his rig begins assembling itself in front of him. "About time." Fyonte snatches his rig out of the air and leaves the briefing room, slamming the bulkhead shut, spinning the valve closed. "I should've stayed in space." Fyonte mutters as he takes his jacket off to put his rig on.
Edited by The King, Dec 2 2009, 05:18 AM.
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"Hang on a minute, Blood. I hear something. I'm going to go check it out. I'll be back as soon as i can and let you know when it's clear." That said, DarkMist changed into mist form and slips under the crack between the floor and the door, and looks around the room. he goes to the darkest corner and hides there, listening to what's being said.
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OOC:Huh, thought more people would post...

Fyonte: As Fyonte put on his rig the intercom chimmed and a rather familar voice said False alarm. False alarm. All hands return to stations. Repeat. False alarm. False alarm. All hands return to stations. At the same time the keypad screen for the bulkhead flashed a few times before turning green followed by the unmistakeable sound of the bulkhead mechanically opening itself...

EDIT: Sorry Crazy! You posted at around the same time, so I won't be able to update your situation until King gets a post in (The edit thing is a bit broken).
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Fyonte snaps his head over, spotting the valve spinning as the intercom blares out it's lies. "Fuck, S'gettin pear shaped around here." Fyonte finishes buckling his rig up, and he throws his coat over his shoulder and throws both arms up the sleeves.

He then positions himself in front of the bulkhead seal, waiting for it to open, one hand at his waist, one on the grip of his revolver. He whistles the first few bars of 'The good, the bad, and the ugly' theme, then a grin creeps across his face. He eagerly awaits the bulkhead's opening. "Right. Let's see who's more 'Rex, you dripping black madness."
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Fyonte: The bulkhead slowly creeps open, revealing the strange black slime hovering just behind the door. Before Fyonte can react a part of the mass solidifies into a mechanical eye with several metal plates decorated with odd runes around the eye. The eye flickers to life with a blueish green glow, the faceplates widening and then contracting as it focused on Fyonte. "I regret to inform you that the warning was a false alarm. It seems recent construction and software updates has led to the temporary disabling of both wireless systems and apparently common programming safeguards."

The eye unfocused again as it seemed to sweep across the room, eyeing all the faults apparent only to it.

"It also seems that someone aboard this vessel broke standard hygiene protocols and took organic sustenance out of the designated organic refueling centre or "cafeteria" as is a common title for it and then in their haste to disregard even the most basic of protocols closed the bulkhead door behind them with a high probability that they also set off the alarm unintentionally. But do not fear, your exemplarily response time is properly noted and I will ensure the one responsible is fired... out of a cannon...

Darkmist and Blood: The voices stopped as soon as darkmist reached the room (Yet blood can still hear them if you are not already there). Darkmist however finds himself in a rather strange room. It seemed devoid of basic human needs, having no windows and only a small vent for air circulation with only a single light built into the ceiling. Yet oddly enough cables crisscrossed the room, connected to hundreds of sockets lining the walls, yet none of them where connected to anything lying instead in tangled heaps on the ground. Stacks of papers and books also filled the room, some looking like they've been recently browsed through...

(Also there’s a printer in the corner)

OOC: I really enjoy using anti-climaxes...
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darkmist calls outside to blood "it's clear, come on in". that said, he looks at the books that appear to have been browsed through lately, checking the title, and skimming the first few pages of all of them.
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