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The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
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| Eiji | Feb 28 2010, 09:33 PM Post #1 |
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I got a PHD in KICKING YOUR ASS!
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The ship's alarm echoed in every corner of the otherwise quiet vessel. In the main bridge, the muffled sound of consecutive thuds was barely audible even for those standing near. *Blam!* Eiji Ishida's head turned to one side, blood spurting out of his mouth as the fist slammed hard onto his face. He could feel a few teeth loosening and on the verge of falling off. The entire place was painted red. Over a hundred lay dead on the floor, sprawled everywhere. Some had been maimed, others shot, burnt, cut open, or other, less-orthodox execution methods. Eiji thought ironically of Wendolo's words as he instructed the new Wo Shing recruits not an hour ago. "Within the subterranean base housed in this area is a prototype battleship. You are to infiltrate it and commandeer the vessel, but of course, it is heavily fortified, so brute force would be impossible to use." Brute force was the one, necessary thing without which they could never accomplish what they were about to do. Yes, it would be idiotic of them to try and storm the base's gate and take them all head-on. Eiji himself couldn't help to survive such act more than five or so seconds as he and his men were literally blown away by their heavy artillery. The mission needed finesse, careful planning and surgical precision to be effective, but ironically, raw brute force and extreme violence were part of that surgical precision... at least at this exact point of the mission. "Enough?" Eiji managed a bloody smirk as he finally spat one of his teeth. "That should do it. Now the gun." Eiji looked around and saw his team members... all maimed and hurt almost beyond recognition. They were placed, barely conscious among the dead here and there and wore the ship's uniforms, the ones they had kill the original owners for. Eiji's clothes were rather different though: as red as the blood splattered on the floors and walls. It was a high ranking officer's uniform form the ship's opposing faction. There seemed to be a great war going on among these two groups and to the approaching soldiers who were coming to the ship's aide after picking up the distress call, it would look as if Eiji, Rozanny and Kabuto -all wearing red uniforms- had tried to hijack the ship. Not alone of course, as they had taken the time to dress at least a dozen fallen soldiers in the red garments after they were done killing every single one of them; that way it would look more believable. ![]() Kabuto, the tattooed man, fired the ray gun at Eiji, which zapped holes in his uniform and flesh. Kabuto was a great, steady shot and had avoided any vital spots... but the pain was still excruciating for Eiji. "Good... now... " The alarm rang again and the monitors showed the ally ship had made contact. Soldiers were now storming the place and they had mere seconds left. "I'm ready!"- Kabuto said, and Eiji wasted no time. In seconds Kabuto passed from looking well and healthy, to a torn and bloody mass of flesh and bone, as Eiji's ki swept through him. The doors to the bridge opened as the soldiers entered the place, only to find Kabuto, Rozanny and Eiji holding their hands in the air as a sign of surrender. The other Wo Shing members could barely move anyways, as hurt as they were: the only 'survivors' to Eiji's attacking of the ship. Unbeknown to their saviors, each Wo Shing member carried something very special in their bodies, something so well hidden not even anal probing would reveal: a single Senzu Bean, capable of restoring a dying person to perfect health and full strength in a second. It was tucked deep inside each member's nose. They had been instructed to snort really hard in order to free it from its hiding spot and swallow it as soon as they were all in the infirmary and it was dark out. The plan was simple. The new members would be the least suspected, left in the infirmary to heal while Eiji, Rozanny (whose wings were far too unusual in this world to be considered anything but an evil alien working for their enemies) and Kabuto were probably going to be interrogated somewhere else. Then Eiji and the other two would wreck havoc as a diversion while the others sneaked quietly and stole the ship. They would have to be discreet of course, and murder anyone who spotted them and hide their bodies before they were seen. As the soldiers rushed in and put guns to Eiji's head, he simply uttered two words, not meaning a single syllable: "We surrender."
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| Rozanny | Feb 28 2010, 10:03 PM Post #2 |
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Fiery Team Killer Yanderoz
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Barely able to stand... her wings literally hanging off bone, pain everywhere, one eye swollen.. Rozanny gingerly favoured her right foot, since everywhere else was either broken or crushed Ugh.. I don't think, that even in the war camps they did this to us..... Roz choked on her own spit as blood oozed from her mouth.. Broken ribs, probably punctured a lung too.. she thought bitterly.. Heh.. if only Alexia could see me now, she'd freak out.. When more alarms went off she cast one look at Eiji and Kabuto, before raising her arms, which hurt so badly but she did anyway.. with guns pointed at her... she heard the mutterings of the soldiers.. Some words like.. "freak" or "whore" or.. "alien" most of them had something to do with an unidentified life form.. |
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| Maldaine | Mar 2 2010, 03:38 PM Post #3 |
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More than a Ghost on a Shipwreck
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Danny lay there. He was one of many who had the shit beat out of them only a little while ago. His face was torn up real good. One of his eyes was swollen shut, and there was more than a good chance that one of his yes would have rolled into his cheek cavity if he weren’t lying down. A few teeth were loose; he could feel them when he rolled his tongue over them. He knew his arm and leg were probably broken, but then again he couldn’t really feel them so he didn’t care anymore. It was nice to lie down. At least it gave him some quiet time. The funny thing was, or perhaps it was sad, he couldn’t stop thinking about the beating. It was weak, stupid, and idiotic, it didn’t really hurt that bad. Everyone else tried to defend themselves, and all he did was stand there. He didn’t mind getting the shit beat out of him because it had happened on a MUCH worse level only a few short years ago. It was a beating that he would never forget, and it was a beating that could never be matched. What was the point in defending yourself against the inevitable? Eiji was a much better deliverer of pain. He thought about the two, for there was nothing really else to do. Eiji’s beating was brutal, cold, without remorse. It was filled with lies, and there was no doubt it was bitter. Not only was there physical damage, but he also completely caused Danny to have a huge emotional break down. Danny never cried until after it had happened. Now he was either thinking of death, killing something else, or crying. Those seemed to be the only emotion he had anymore. But perhaps, was that the point? The other beating, it was boring. Sure it hurt here and there. Broken bones do tend to do that, but in no way was he thrown through a wall. He didn’t fall a few stories, and by a few stories he meant five or so. He didn’t live to hear his beater whisper something terrible into his ear. It was just a beating, plan and simple. If he wasn’t supposed to be playing mostly dead he probably would have started laughing about it, but alas he didn’t. Eiji had wanted to break Danny, and now Danny was willing to let it happen. No one was going to try to save him, and probably no one even remembered that he existed. The only person that might have tried decided that it would have been better to kill him instead. “At one time I tried to defend Hyakuji with all my being, but now I swear my life to defend Eiji Ishida…” he said to himself, cold and monotonously. He was going to put his being into being a Wo Shing member, and this was his first mission with a group to prove it. He was a slave, but who knew, maybe this would be a good change. Maybe this would get his mind off of himself. God knows that needed to happen. Murder was an interesting business, and he had a good teacher. He closed his eyes, and simply waited for the moment to snort that uncomfortable bean up his nose… |
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| Jusuchin | Mar 3 2010, 12:33 AM Post #4 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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She hurt. She hurt a whole fucking lot. Her neck bent at an odd angle, not broken, but she was partially paralyzed. Bruised, battered, her chest hurt. All he can think off is Kou, of how great their last night together was. It seemed like their last night, this was practically a suicide mission, although she didn't say it, it must've been in plain view. Maybe that's why Eiji decided to go exceptionally hard on her.That or she had been conditioned to release an electrical charge when being hit and her training kicked in, as she attempted to defend herself. She thought back to her old days. Before Niwa. Before Kou. Before Wo Shing. A fluttering thought on K, or now known as Kinclex, inflamed her, but all she can think of now was her brother. How she must've looked to him. Broken, on the ground. Risking her life, devoting her life, to this organization. Tears welled in her eyes, either from the pain from her body, the pain of her brother, or both. In the end. It wasn't the pain inflicted on her, the venomous words that Eiji said to her that got her to cry. It was the last shred of her own innocence. Her own deep love to her brother, and imagining him looking at her every move from the afterlife and her fall from grace, as she's come to accept her role. "Regardless...I'm gonna continue." She said quietly to herself. She hoped wherever her brother is, heaven, hell, limbo, or just in her heart, he'd concede that her spirit continued on, even in this situation. The soldiers would find her heavily injured, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her mustering every muscle in her body to keep from releasing enough electricity to electrocute everyone in the room. Well, maybe not the boss. |
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| Dominique | Mar 3 2010, 10:09 PM Post #5 |
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IZUNAAAA DROP!
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At first glance, Dominique appeared to have been utterly mutilated in comparison to already impressively battered Wo-Shing footmen. There were bones jutting out of her in several places of her body, blood obscuring her features from head to toe and even nasty bits of torn skin hanging off of her face. Had her blood-stained blond pigtails not been sticking out from her head, one would be at a loss to recognize it was a person. Luckily for her, this was not nearly as bad as it appeared to be on the surface. If there was one thing the mischievous DJ refused to allow, it was any kind of damage to her perfect body. Senzu or no Senzu bean, her skin was precious! How then, might one get around this predicament? Well, it was simpler then one might imagine! During the course of the fight, Dominique had been carefully but precisely tearing skin from her targets, getting pretty well soiled in their blood in the process. However, for increased effect, those she found either too wounded to move or simply dead (on both sides) had the pleasure of allowing her to borrow their bones! Though that turned out to be more complicated than it was in her head! Bones, as it turned out, made people scream pretty loud and took a lot of effort to remove, even with improvised tools. Thankfully, the fruits of her labor had payed off in the end. The dilapidated DJ now bore the appearance of someone who had been dropped from a skyscraper onto a pit of spikes submerged in a pool of blood. It might have been a little overboard (it was a wonder that anyone would believe she was still alive), but with a bit of active moaning and the occasional lethargic movement, it would certainly land her in the infirmary. If they tried to stick anything into her skin though, not only would the jig be up, but they'd pay for putting even a pinprick on her. It was only fair after all! "What a pain...my nose itches~" she whined quietly. |
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| Zero | Mar 5 2010, 11:27 PM Post #6 |
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"Those...bastards..." Ada whispered, being the first thing she thought with mouth barely let out the words. Her battered black eyes could merely seem more descended from her father and swollen, but a fire burned bright within those irises. "Why not put all the anger, hate, wrath you feel and focus it into the pain we are to inflict not on our elder comrades, at least in the near future, but into the bastards that get in her way here." Lilith replied to Ada, wondering why this human girl would go through all this effort for this 'Society', a bunch of losers if you asked her but to find such unwavering loyalty made Eiji Ishida certainly a man she would keep an eye on. But for Ada, no spot had been left unchecked by those lackeys that she would soon murder upon taking Eiji's place as leader of the Hyakuji Wo Shing Command or maybe in between taking Eiji's place, she hadn't decided yet, for the pain she felt was worse than what Billie Holiday felt while she was recording the song 'Gloomy Sunday'. And that song is one hell of a downer. Luckily she had protected her teeth well enough to keep all of them, but bloody gums and loose teeth instead were her solace. In all honesty, she was justified from all this in her heart but she would not allow emotions to rampantly overtake her and blind her from the mission at hand, while fighting them maybe she would use some of it but not all due to the fact that she may get carried away. What she would do, is center herself and her breathing as a true Martial Artist would do, meditate this out. Stoic she would have to remain, her Qi spreading through her body which she would better focus for future reference. Attempting to find peace in such a state, to calm herself, to do breathing exercises to do that with a Bean up her nose...well if she could, it would be really awe-inspiring to say the least. Lilith knew Ada well, it may come to a point in this mission where she would want to ask Ada if she wanted a new ability, with a catch of course...should she accept the proposition at least. Should it come to that, things with Adrianna Wong may well become more interesting for her than she once may have believed... Edited by Zero, Mar 5 2010, 11:30 PM.
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| Yosuke | Mar 8 2010, 09:06 AM Post #7 |
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![]() Hidden within the lush rainforest was a single mobile suit, hidden away by the greenery and undetectable by any means of radar, thanks to the strange red particles it was emitting from the two cone like engines on it's arms. Within the cockpit a certain blond haired little boy sat calmly, adjusting his targeting reticules onto the hijacked ship. All that was left was for the final piece of the plan: blasting that ship to make the ruse of it being the victim of an attempted hijack. "Well, I believe they should be about ready on the inside..if not, oh well." Wendolo said with a shrug, before long the four GN Fin Fangs that were mounted as cannons folded forward, the barrels of the guns glowing brilliantly with an orange light. After that, all it took was a simple pull of the trigger... To send the giant beam right at the ship everyone was stowed away on. Needless to say, the bases alerts went off at the discharge of energy, which was able to hit the ships engines, forcing it into a descent. The damage wasn't too major, but enough to just make it look like it's in trouble...and well, if it did actually crash it wouldn't explode. Hopefully. As expected, the Federation's response was quick as a number of mobile suits began scrambling, both to assist the now crashing ship and to deal with the threat that had caused it. A multitude of GM variants in addition to MP Huckebein models were seen scrambling quickly, right towards the shots point of origin. "I guess I can distract them for a bit...right?" Wendolo mused as his Mobile suit took to the skies...just to snap it's fingers. A dimensional wall would open up and Wendolo's own forces would appear... It was time to divert most of the bases attention onto the Inspectors. |
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| Eiji | Mar 10 2010, 01:21 AM Post #8 |
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I got a PHD in KICKING YOUR ASS!
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Eiji smirked as they pushed him, He didn't really enjoy being pushed, not did he take pleasure on the massacre he and his men had perpetrated. No, Eiji knew these men were all emotionally fragile and his smirking made him look twice as evil as they thought he was (though probably not half as he actually was) and that pissed the hell out of them. It made them angry and clouded their judgment. They were in land now, and right inside the base. His plan had been perfect, but for a moment only he ran through the events in his head to make sure there were no loose ends. -------------------------- "What... the..." The Federation's soldiers stood motionless, mouth agape, eyes widened in shock at the scene before them. They weren't used to such brutality. It was different having a comrade fall in battle, his mobile suit exploding, the cockpit crushed by giant robotic fists... they rarely ever saw the burnt and battered bodies of their friends if there was even a body left to see. But this... this was murder for the sake of murder. This was sadistic, this was a demon's work. And the demon was right before them, his hands in the air, surrendering to them with a smile on his face. Bastard. "What are you all doing!?"- Their commander yelled at his men after he finally overcame his own shock. "Apprehend him and his accomplices! Search the ship for survivors! Move it!" But he himself could only stand there, looking at the demon in the eye as his men searched the ship. He overlooked the couple of them who bent down to throw up in a corner, for he himself was having a difficult time holding his lunch. And the green-eyed man only smiled as the men hit him with their rifles' butts and pinned him to the floor, exerting as much unnecessary force as they could even though he wasn't moving or struggling at all. They cuffed him and pulled him to his feet. The Meds rushed in and Eiji could hear the others call for them. "Over here! This one's still alive!" Men with stretchers came in and soon they were all busy tending to the 'survivors.' They apprehended Rozanny and Kabuto and dragged them away. Their commander finally walked up to Eiji, half-infuriated, half-afraid of him. "Who are you? Why on earth did you do this? This... carnage!" Eiji smirked evilly. "I want to talk to my lawyer." The man's eyes narrowed and he couldn't contain. His fist dug deeply into the green-eyed bastard's gut as he punched with all of his might. But Eiji was already numb to pain. He did have some trouble catching his breath in his condition, and the commander took some comfort in seeing him struggle. "Nevermind then... we'll get it out of you, one way or the other. We have our ways and blieve me, you're not going to like it. Take him away, I want him and the others alive!" Large, heavily armed men took their 'enemies' away, punching, elbowing and inflicting whatever pain they could as if to avenge their fallen comrades; meanwhile, the rest of the Wo Shing members were lovingly taken care of, tended to and gently brought to the rescue ship by the Med Team. -------------------------------------- Now they were all finally inside. The wounded Wo Shings had been taken care of, their bloody skin washed, their wounds tended to, their broken bones held together by casts and they'd been given all sorts of meds for the pain and possible infections. Even then, they all looked no better than disfigured monsters. Some of the nurses couldn't help crying at the medical ward as they tried their best to save their lives. Eventually, they were left to rest behind a closed door and the lights were dimmed. All they had to do now was waiting for the signal. They had asked what the signal would be and Eiji merely shrugged and said they'd know it when they heard it. Long before they had attacked the ship they had finally been given their instructions. They had been shown a plan of the base and were told to memorize it even in their state. It was extremely complicated too, but it showed where the ship was being stored (and heavily-guarded) and where the exits were. Elysee had been made team leader as she was the most familiar with the military, their weapons, procedures and was adept at flying. She -Eiji had said- also had a reliable common sense. The moment they heard the ruckus they were to swallow the bean stored up in their noses and find the ship, take down the guards and fly the hell out of there. It was very possible that the ship's crew would be standing by waiting to escape, so they could take advantage of that and use them to fly the ship if possible. If not, they'd have to improvise. They had been told not to wait for Eiji and the others. Eiji, Rozanny (who by now everyone took for a strange alien and was both feared and marveled at) and Kabuto hadn't been so lucky as the others. They were all taken into different interrogation rooms to be questioned just as they were. Each room had four armed soldiers in it, all of them already pointing their guns at them while real tough guys tried to dig whatever information from them. Then the alarm rang loudly, and Eiji smirked again. Excellent timing, Wendolo-san. The men in all three rooms froze in horror at the sudden realization. "It's a trap! You all did this just to try and catch us off-guard!" Then there was the intercom. "Alert! All soldiers go to your battle stations immediately! I repeat: all soldiers to your stations, NOW!" The man behind the mirrors in pressed a button to talk to all three interrogators. "We'll deal with them later. Take them to their cells... the maximum security ones, right now. We are being attacked, hurry!" The men saluted and did as were told. Eiji's bean was already half-way down his throat. The man behind the mirror looked as they were being taken away and turned to leave. Then a sudden noise caught his attention and he turned his head. Instead of the men holding him, the green-eyed man was now surrounded by body parts scattered all over, and blood dropped from the ceiling like rain. That was the last thing he saw. |
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| Rozanny | Mar 10 2010, 02:26 AM Post #9 |
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Fiery Team Killer Yanderoz
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When the doctors and nurses had tried looking after Roz, they managed to not only put her into a cast but get plaster stuck in her wings..with dark glowering feelings, Roz wanted to destroy things, but sticking to the plan, she waited out the moment. Then she was bundled off numbed by drugs and what not.. into an interrogration room surrounded by 4 guards.... and a huge man that looked like he would knock over a building if he ever fell down.. He had started to prod her with a pen he found.. which got annoying when he started to use the chair as a prop.... silently forcing herself to concentrate on getting the bean down her throat.. Roz was saved by.. the worried voice over the intercom which gave Roz the perfect moment to swallow the snot covered bean.. (which Roz almost choked on). The invigorating feeling of the power was like a drug in her system.. a deadly smile playing on her lips, those humans so blind to think that they were going to move her to the cell. The moment the hands grabbed her to haul her to their feet was the same she started to laugh "Fire in the HOLE!" a moment later the room was engulfed with raging fire... Burning everything, flexing her wings Roz stood up and glanced around.. "Hmm you have to love the burnt smell of charcoal in the morning~!" mad laughter filled the room as she raised her burning hands and called forth a huge fireball~ Edited by Rozanny, Mar 10 2010, 02:35 AM.
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| Jusuchin | Mar 10 2010, 04:09 AM Post #10 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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Elysse laid in a surprisingly soft and cool bed.How long was she here? Well, not long really, but it's been forever she's been in a bed as regal as this one. The Federation, as the ruling power in this world was called, did take good care of their wounded. Pity. The moment the nurses and doctors left her alone, she swallowed the bean and waited. They closed the partition to her bed, and she heard the door open, revealing via their silhouettes that they were guards, other silhouettes left the room after them, most likely a shift change? She sighed, and merely took in the softness of the bed, and waited. Suddenly a bed-shattering boom could be heard, as well as the cries and screams of the few nurses and guards outside. She got up, and scoffed at the minimal casts and whatnot she had. Ripping off the neck collar she had, the sound of the velcro ripping brought in a curious guard. The last the female guard saw was a vengeful looking blonde. The next thing that happened was that Elysse pushed the woman's head up, craning her neck to its absolute longest length, before taking her other hand and twisting it. Cr-cr-cr-crack. First to act, first to clear the room. As was the understanding. The woman held on to her submachine gun, something similar to the Fabrique Nationale de Herstal P90 back in Niwa, but seemingly using larger caliber rounds and fitted with a sound suppressor. It made sense, the suppressor would dim down the report to reasonable levels when fired inside the base's confines. The other two guards and nurses were bewildered, one of the guards though, was quicker to snap out of his trance. He moved forward, only to realize that they probably made the mistake of putting a partial cast on her hand. The hand that pushed up the first's guard's neck clenched into a fist, and Elysse broke the man's nose, knocking him out. Elysse seemed silly, here was a girl with a bloodied partial cast on her left forearm, holding the limp body of a guard who had the unfortunate luck of being the first to look in. As the third raised his gun, Elysse snapped her attention to him, and raised her hand, letting the submachine gun's sling to hang from her forearm, freeing her hand on what needed to be done. He was about to pull the trigger, but started to convulse and stammer before shitting himself and falling to the floor, his clothes smoking lightly and his eyes bulging, clearly electrocuted. The fact the base was under attack though brought in 3 other guards, most likely sent to round up this lot. "What the fuck is going on here?!" The one in charge said as Elysse stared at him, holding the limp form of a guard in one hand and a submachine gun in another. It didn't take long for the newcomers to deduce what was going on. "What the? Traitors? Sound the a-" Elysse cut him short with yet another electroshock attack, this time being nonlethal and just disabling. If the others were awake, now was the good time to get up and do something. Hopefully they'll take down the people as quietly, else their cover was blown. Edited by Jusuchin, Mar 10 2010, 12:20 PM.
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| HazzaH | Mar 10 2010, 02:40 PM Post #11 |
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Having long since been hauled from a stretcher to the medical bay, Illist grinned as the curtains around his blood soaked bed grew calm. It wasn't his blood, but it was splitting out of his hollow form enough to have the Federation medics place him into the intensive care unit. He'd stopped the bleeding just in time for them to consider him stable; avoiding a discovery of his true nature. Between the heavy breathing of his surrounding him and the dull pings of life support machines; guards changed shifts and night nurses took their leave. Just as the scent of chemical cleaners was starting to get relaxing; the whole world seemed to shake under Wendolo's attack. Panicked called and shouting could be heard from between the ship decks. As sudden as the attack had been so too was it's response. The scratch of velcro, and snapping of vertebra, and smell of gun fire filling the air. it was like being back in his old laboratory. Snorting hard, the magically little bean did it's job splendidly. Unlike the others, all flesh and bones and organs; Illist did not need the regenerative abilities, but the localized energy the bean produced. This was enough to summon his form back into reality. With alarms blaring in the orange midnight and attention diverted to the girl beside his bed; Illist caught the three new guards by surprise. It was almost like watching a B grade movie. The kind with poor acting, low budgets and balloons filled with pig innards. A tentacle mounted maw darted behind them; pinning the far guards head to the hospital wall with sufficient force to dint it. The length writhed as newly formed nerve clusters spiraled down, the bade filled mouth at the end popping the man's half shattered head like a sun baked tomatoe; and much with the same effect, it's liquidized content detonating over his comrades and the room in general. In the moment, the remaining guards had gripped their sub machine guns, fingers poised and intent on filling the girl with enough bullets to make a fine paste. Before they'd finished reaching down to grip the firearms that hung at their sides a second appendage shot out from behind the now dripping bed curtains bed curtains; this time a simple sheet of bone. it tore through their forearms, ribs, lungs, heart and out the other side of the pair of them. Trigger fingers locked in death coils before they could reach their places. "They'll be entering shock now." Came a raspy, but very friendly voice from behind the curtain. Illist reached over, pulling it back to reveal that both the tendril and the massive bone blade were in fact originating from his chest. Slowly they both drew back into him, dissolving into grains of sand coloured to suit where they fit in his body. The two guard twitched, mouths open, gasping for air and bring up only blood as it filled their lungs to spluttering point. They dropped to their knees before bleeding out completely, guns sliding over the floor to the girls feet. Hopping off his bed, with a rather nimble kick of his body, he straightened up, stretching out his arms and twisting his upper body back and forth, an audible cracking accompanying it. He then gave the blonde girl what mite pass as a gentle smile had he not just obliterated three people, before cracking his jaw into place. "So! Then...lead the way?" giving her a grin and bowing slightly, offering her the door; if only because he wanted to see if she'd actually be stupid enough to go out there so soon. Edited by HazzaH, Mar 10 2010, 02:45 PM.
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| Jusuchin | Mar 10 2010, 08:00 PM Post #12 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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Elysse nodded, as she undressed. Gown, loose fitting PJs, and those weird ass bootie socks they give you at hospitals. This wasn't how she dressed. She normally wore good, comfortable, and above all, well worn and somewhat formal boots. And a suit. But looking at the guard who she killed, they were almost alike. As if sisters. Removing the guard's armor and helmet, she found that the clothing matched. Hey, if it fits, it fits. She put on the girl's underwear, uniform, then armor, looking at her new identity. Hopefully by the time she finished dressing, the others were up and knew that the guard was her. "First, let's see if we can get to the ship in question." She said, pulling out the dead guard's data-pad. The ones that weren't friend by her lightning attacks worked fine, and the rugged PDA device looked like it contained access codes to various doors. She took out the ID from the officer that was sure to sound the Alarm, and swiped it on the PDA's card reader. As luck would have it, the credentials from some Captain Alex L. Gramm showed up, and proving his rank, sections that the female guard didn't have access to were opened.
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| Zero | Mar 11 2010, 08:10 AM Post #13 |
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Now they were all finally inside. The wounded Wo Shings had been taken care of, their bloody skin washed, their wounds tended to, their broken bones held together by casts and they'd been given all sorts of meds for the pain and possible infections. Even then, they all looked no better than disfigured monsters. Some of the nurses couldn't help crying at the medical ward as they tried their best to save their lives. Eventually, they were left to rest behind a closed door and the lights were dimmed. All they had to do now was waiting for the signal. They had asked what the signal would be and Eiji merely shrugged and said they'd know it when they heard it. Adrianna had passed her time concentrating on the calmness, the cool calm and collected nature she was to maintain without emotional brutality. She would be ruthlessly efficient yet without being wrath, that meant dealing with enemies in a snap. The casts were pissing her off, but the meds made the pain all feel numb as if almost gone but you could still feel the core of it. Her dim lighted companions and her would probably notice the ear shattering blast. The screams of terror and horror which would also be a nice signal as she put her hand to tighten against the opposite nostril that the Senzu Bean had been placed in, pointing the nostrils in the direction of the lights above her she snorted it out into the air and gravity would do it's job as Ada moved her mouth in the direction of the falling Senzu Bean, before catching with her tongue and swallowing it as fast as she could. A perfect ten, if there ever was one, she wouldn't have it any other way. Just as quick, her spirit, her whole physical being felt uplifted as if brought to her point of her physical peak. Astounded as she was, which wasn't too much, she had work to do. Slamming her casted arms onto the metal posts at the side of the beds, breaking them entirely. With her arms free, she would slam her fist upon the leg casts to also break them off. Throwing off her IV Fluids, her hospital robes and neck brace, she was bare naked but simply shrugged it off as she walked towards one of the now dead guards which Elysse had also taken the liberty of killing for her, the other fellow doing the same. "Wow, an erection in death...And they weren't hanged, talk about Angel lust, huh?" Ada whispered with a playful smirk, kneeling down to find if there was, and lucky she did find the Uniform of a Deckhand which was likely the best course of action remembering Eiji's prior instructions on this. Taking of the woman's underwear following Elysse's lead, she simply put on her deckhand uniform and took their Firearms, the sidearm pistol and a Rifle she would find lying around. Apparently these fellows used Beretta M 1935s, Model FN 1910s, even old Colts for pistols. She would make due accordingly. Gundam Guns, German ones are usually Zeon so don't use
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| Maldaine | Mar 12 2010, 04:08 PM Post #14 |
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More than a Ghost on a Shipwreck
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Danny snorted hard so that he could get the Sinzu bean out of his nose and into his mouth. He had done the whole water coming out of his nose trick, so he figured that he could get it to work the other way too. Little did he know that the bean was fairly large, and so when it went through his sinus into his mouth it probably broke a few blood vessels and tore up some tissue on it’s way their. But the moment he swallowed the bean it made him feel a hundred percent better. “Never snort beans…again, Danny-boy” he told himself. He certainly did feel better though. It was amazing how such a small bean contained so much power. But even after he had recovered he just lay there for a few moments, and he listened to what was going on outside. It sounded like their fearless leader, Elysse, was already making a grand entrance into the fray of this mission. He heard her kill the men, and then he heard another voice. Then he heard another. It seemed like almost everyone was up except for him. He pulled the casts off of his body, and then ripped the gauze and surgical tape from his skin. It didn’t matter if he had an extremely high pain tolerance ripping the band-aid off still hurt like a bitch. He cracked his neck and looked around himself. There were some things that might be interesting to bring along. He pulled a small box of syringes off a shelf near him and took a few out. He might be able to use those later on. He walked out from behind his curtain and walked over to the stack of bodies. He grabbed a uniform and put it on. He wasn’t a fan of doing things like this, but he had to. He put it on, behind his curtain though, he wasn’t a fan of people seeing his body. When he had put it on he went back out to everyone else. He looked around him. These people were going to be his protection. He would have to depend on them while also watching out for himself. He had never been in a situation like this before. This is going to be interesting. “Well fearless leader, after you!” |
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| Eiji | Mar 13 2010, 02:53 AM Post #15 |
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I got a PHD in KICKING YOUR ASS!
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The interrogation room where they had taken Eiji, Rozanny and Kabuto was deep below the surface, right into the base's prison and behind maximum security doors, which were shut instantly as the attacks begun. The entire place was now charred though, the few wardens who had rushed to help the officers in charge of their questioning had been either burned alive by Roz's flames, killed instantly by one of Eiji's techniques... or worse- Kabuto's tattoos were shifting, moving wildly on his skin, happy to have been fed. So they were alone, and with the slight predicament of breaking through the steel doors before backup arrived and they were shot down. Eiji quickly stood in front of the main door, and charging up the most powerful of his punches he slammed hard at it several times, over and over again, his arm thrusting forward at great speed, each punch capable of breaking through a vault's door in his home world, but he'd already anticipated it be much harder to break through these. Finally after fifteen seconds which seemed like hours, the doors bent outwards at the joining slit and they were able to get out of the maximum security prison area. Any other such doors after that one should be slightly easier to break through. "We'll split. Quickly. Rozanny, I'm sure you can melt these doors if you try really hard, so you and Kabuto go together and make sure to follow the plan. I'll go my own way and we'll meet at the ship's hangar in exactly ten minutes. Take longer than that and you'll be left behind. Remember that." And he was gone into one of the corridors. A couple of seconds later they would hear a few shots and then it was all quiet again. "After you, darling." Kabuto flashed a rather charming smile at her, but before they event moved they heard the sound of footsteps. "Over there! Fire at will!" Then the sound of bullets hitting iron walls loudly echoed next to them as the men opened fire. Kabuto dove into the next corridor, not wanting to be killed so early in the game. --------------------------- Outside the infirmary doors the Wo Shing members could hear the sound of footsteps and voices rushing past, but none stopping to look inside. It seemed nobody had yet noticed the impostors had done away with their comrades. "Who are those guys??" "Dunno, but the orders are to shoot on sight, shoot to kill! There's more backup on the way, they're bringing the heavy artillery inside, can you believe it? For only three unarmed people!" The voices died down and then it was all silent again... except for the alarm which kept on wailing the same message: "Red alert. Base under attack. All units to your posts." The explosions outside continued and all of a sudden the light flickered and died, leaving only the red-colored emergency lights in the rooms and along the corridors. Had this been part of the plan? Either way it worked perfect, as the impostors would be really hard to recognize in these conditions.
Edited by Eiji, Mar 13 2010, 02:53 AM.
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