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| Rozanny | Mar 13 2010, 03:06 AM Post #16 |
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Fiery Team Killer Yanderoz
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Cancelling her fireball, Roz grinned then scanned the area..Hmm... "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." "Got ya! 10 minutes" She said mock salute then pulled her wings into a tight position, she watched Eiji leave before turning to see Kabuto "After you, darling." "Why thank you~" she was having so much fun.. stepping through the corridor, she threw an orb containing lots of little orbs down the corridor.. it would act as a time bomb.. just as reinforcements arrived and started shooting.. a few bullets grazing her arm and wings as she dove into the opposite corridor to Kabuto.. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" a second later... *BOOOOOOM* Edited by Rozanny, Mar 13 2010, 03:07 AM.
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| Zero | Mar 14 2010, 12:16 PM Post #17 |
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"I'm taking Pointman, Elysse I'm guessing you'd want Slack?." Ada asked as she threw the rifle away, preferring more ammo for the FN Model 1910 and Beretta M 1938 which she had. "I didn't know I'd ever put this formation stuff to good use, That Resident Evil and their STARS at least teaches you something...I could say my mother did somewhat too." she thought to herself as she took out the FN Model 1910 and turned on the laser sights, beginning to take a walk towards the door. She had played enough with her mother's guns to know how to shoot good enough, she hoped those bonding moments would be good for something. Moving bodies from the area so their sight would not be seen if someone were to get a glimpse as they opened the doors to get out. Hearing them roaring and raging, she smirked, "Sounds like they're good obedient boys and girls." Ada said as she would be open the door outside into the halls as the soldiers left, looking around it was clear. "It's clear, whoever has Rear...close the door on your way out." Ada said with a chuckle as she walked on out, waiting for them to all make a quick jolt down the halls to the ship. She was itching to go already.... Edited by Zero, Mar 14 2010, 12:20 PM.
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| Dominique | Mar 14 2010, 05:15 PM Post #18 |
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IZUNAAAA DROP!
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It's often said that under the influence of painkilling drugs, one rarely dreams. Well, as was often the case, Dominique happily counted herself among the exception. A wonderful morphine-powered fantasy kept her sleeping as shooting, bone-cracking, undressing, tentacle-raeping and what have you befell the (now mostly thoroughly naked) military staff around her. Slowly, the cumulative noise carried her carefully out of her dream state. The deformed DJ's dilapidated, blood-covered bed-head rose like a zombie from under the covers, her arms stretching out in morning bliss (with the exception of the broken one, which dangled backwards awkwardly). "Oh, well that's awfully painful!" she exclaimed at the wiggly limb, before looking around the room. "Eeeeeeeeh? Everyone's dressed and up already?" She touched her face with an endearing, embarrassed smile (using the good arm). "I'm such a heavy sleeper sometimes, I'm sorry everyone!" There were several still-clothed personnel around, either very dead or at least very unconscious. Lazily slinking out of bed, she walked over to the nearest female body with obviously similar sizes, very aware of keeping the back of her hospital gown closed (no free shows here!). Dragging the limp body by its arm, she disappeared with a bean-filled snort behind the bed-separating curtains and was quickly dressed in a flash. As she came out, Dominique fiddled with the chest of her new military garb also dragging a heart monitoring device (and a bit of other medical equipment) behind her. The outfit was a little tight for her cleavage, but otherwise a comfortable fit! Turning to fidget with the heart monitor, her Technopathy took over. After all, the girl was no marksman, she was a scientist, a musician, and engineer, a pop-idol, an assassin, a junk robot and just about everything else at one point or another, but guns simply weren't in her repertoire. Sound weapons weren't difficult to create from everyday objects and these devices were more than sufficient for what she had in mind. "Dominique Q. Rosenblade, armed and ready for du- hey wait up!" The disjointed DJ shouted after the other members as they emptied the room. Looking at the makeshift pistol she'd created, she smiled. The display for the heart monitor which became the frame of the device still beeped away, measuring her pulse as she held the pistol-shaped piece of art. She simply couldn't wait to use it on someone! It seemed she had been silently, but magnanimously volunteered to be the rear guard... and what a paragon of rears it was! |
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| Jusuchin | Mar 16 2010, 07:06 PM Post #19 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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Elysse led the group, she held the PDA in hand, trying to look busy, edging in some sort of circle around the building. There were scattered reports and whatnot of fighting. This was bad, they needed to get on the ship quickly, and she quickened her pace. She didn't know why she did so though, she was unsure still on how to achieve her plan, with the base in a massive uproar. She sighed, and looked back at everyone. None were showing any sign of being out of place...except... "You. Dominque. Keep that contraption out of sight and act like you're a god-damned soldier before you blow your cover, and ours." She said, as her captured PDA kept on blinking and beeping, mainly keeping up any info on the current state of the base. In truth, she didn't know what to do at this point. If they all set off towards the ship, there is the increase of them being caught. It's the drawback to this whole impostor plan. You get noticed if you're in places you're not supposed to be in. Edited by Jusuchin, Mar 17 2010, 02:28 AM.
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| HazzaH | Mar 17 2010, 02:25 AM Post #20 |
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By the time Illist was done tugging away and pulling IV tubes from his nose and arm, it was already time to go. While the sudden popularity in nudity did confuse him; it was hardly time to speak openly of a lack in protocol. At least not yet. Wiping from blood from his now tattered "uniform," a change was in order. While one newly awakened girl dismantled, it seemed, whatever could be of use, he strode over to the nearest male body, turning him to look over his uniform. In a matter of blinks, the surface of Illist's body had waved through several transformations in a pulse of black sand until his clothing resembled the fallen guard's. He was, however, loathed to ever change his face. He believed it tampered with the experiments; clearly on a much higher level then just killing people out right. His form having settled, he stood up to his full, though unimposing, height to find people already leaving the quite confines of the medical ward. He took up the man's firearm; even if he despised them, one must look the part. His companions conversations and opinions were already at the back of his mind as he stepped over dead bodies in the amber flash of the room's emergency alert lights. He'd be damned if he was going to get stuck with clean up duty! The hall ways of the base were surprisingly dark for a place that was under siege, echoing explosions from else were in the base, polished floors shaking under foot as if the whole place wished them gone. Usually to cut out the right infection, one has to have the proper lighting and a steady hand. "Logically, if we bother going down the ship as a soldiers, we'll be breaching their protocols so much they'll use us as a sprinkler system before they're done shooting us on sight." His address to Elysse, after she had finished reprimanding Dominque, wasn't particularly formal; but there was a tone of suggestion more then matter of fact. "We can proceed as a military unit, to avoid suspicion but when we get there, mite I suggest a more..." Illist gave a grin, "...subtle means of scouting out the area before running right into an overly complicated military attack scenario." As he spoke, one of his ghost like golems emerged from his sleeve, unfurling itself like a flag, invisible to all but his companions for the time, an illustration of his plan. Edited by HazzaH, Mar 17 2010, 04:52 PM.
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| Yosuke | Mar 28 2010, 03:27 AM Post #21 |
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Joy, just what the Federation needed. Wendolo was doing his thing on the outside, distracting a majority of the Feddies with his own army, the blonde kid wasn't fighting to win, no, if he wanted to do that he'd have used his personal ride, instead he was fighting to stall. After all, he couldn't trust the Wo Shing just yet so he was helping them along in his own way. If they failed with this much of the base occupied with him and his forces well...let's just say they'd lose an ally if that was the case. For now, the escaped patients were under the radar for the people left behind. After all, their priority was first and foremost the bases defense and secondly the prototypes in storage. So, security was looser in some areas while it tightened in the vicinity of the hangars the test models were being kept at. So, it would be no surprise for some hallways being empty. Not to mention guards were more importantly being rushed to where Eiji and his group were, internal threats needed to be dealt with...and quickly. |
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| Maldaine | Mar 30 2010, 11:30 PM Post #22 |
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More than a Ghost on a Shipwreck
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Once Danny had finished looking around the area he decided that it would be best to wait for the others to move out before him. They all appeared to have more experience being soldiers, and so he didn’t really want them to blow their cover on his account, but at the same time they weren’t really going anywhere. He was growing impatient and the fact that Elysse seem apprehensive about something made him grow weary. “Listen, right now we just have to complete the mission. I’m sure that Eiji and the others are doing a damn good job of drawing the attention. If we want to finish our mission in the correct amount of time, I say that we do something instead of standing in front of the medical wing. That’s just my take on the situation though,” and after that he didn’t really care too much. He had said his peace and he knew what he had to do. “I don’t know about you guys, but I think that we should get a move on,” Danny said, and that was exactly what he did. He remembered the mission briefing and the initial area of where this thing was that they were looking for. With that, he didn’t know if he could get there, but he began to walk forwards. He had seen enough World War II movies that he had a fair enough idea of how a soldier should act, and so he did the best he could with what he got. “Now let’s get a move on, commander.” His tone was not one that would normally be said to a higher up, even if it were only for this mission, but he was getting tire of Elysse not really taking too much charge. Hopefully everything would go well. He wasn’t that interested in dying on some rotting spaceship! |
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| Eiji | Apr 2 2010, 07:14 PM Post #23 |
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I got a PHD in KICKING YOUR ASS!
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"Move those feet! They've taken down a dozen people already and seem to be moving towards the Mobile Suit Hangar!" The voice was heard only seconds before a group of twelve soldiers, leaded by their sergeant appeared just around the corner. They all stopped. "Where the hell are you all going? You're going the opposite way, didn't you hear the alarm?" The sergeant looked at them suspiciously as if trying to remember their faces in the red glow of the emergency lights. "What are your names and ranks? What division are you in?" -------------------------------- Meanwhile, Rozanny's explosion activated the fire extinguishers in the section she was in, raining water down on her continuously as she ran. In a few seconds she would already be drenched. She seemed to have gotten rid of her pursuers, but another group suddenly appeared in front of her, about 20 feet ahead... There's one of them! Fire to kill! All six of them aimed and fired their guns at her. There was little room in that narrow hallway to escape to, save for a locked door with a small sign that read 'engine room #18' ------------------ Eiji on the other hand was trying to be as subtle and quiet as possible... until he reached a large room, full of armed soldiers. More screaming, and then lead rained on him. He moved fast, barely avoiding getting hit until he leaped behind a large pile of steel crates which blocked the fire for now. Looking around and remembering the map he was almost sure this would be where they stored those giant weapons they used on the incredible robots these people rode. Far ahead was a gigantic door and he could see the mecha hangar beyond it as it started to close down. He had to find a way to go through it before it touched the ground and sealed him off the hangar... but before he could do that he'd have to get rid of the people trying to put a bullet through his skull. Edited by Eiji, Apr 2 2010, 07:17 PM.
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| Rozanny | Apr 3 2010, 11:32 PM Post #24 |
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Fiery Team Killer Yanderoz
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Satisfaction of blowing up one group of soldiers faded when another group appeared in front of her.. the water dripping on her.. made her wince.. She was lucky though, she had always coated herself in a shield of fire before doing anything else... and water wasn't getting through her barrier, for the moment.. muttering under her breathe she reacted a second before they fired their bullets at her.. With a heated hand she melted the door handle on the engine room and burst through the door only to slam it closed and melting the hinges with fire to prevent them from coming in... |
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| Zero | Apr 5 2010, 01:49 AM Post #25 |
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Ada could not help but scoff mentally of course, at the audacity of this man to stop while the base was under attack instead of trying to take down Eiji and his group or Wendolo. Being in the front of the group, she had to be the first to lower her weapon as she had been in the firing stance She removed her left hand and lowered the right with the pistol, but at just the right spot the trigger was pulled which would certainly hit the unguarded lower abdomen, most likely the male sex organ of this Sergeant with the eyes she had.... She had also pulled her left hand back while concentrating a quick and large amount she could of her ki into it, then punching forward as fast as she could to follow up on the bullet to let out a grand burst of small ki blasts taking up most of the hallway aiming at the group. Certainly the blasts would destroy bullets or rough them up a bit so the others could add in. "Kill them all before they report in, if not, scatter." Ada ordered quickly, not taking command as just really speeding things up a bit. |
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| Maldaine | Apr 5 2010, 02:11 AM Post #26 |
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More than a Ghost on a Shipwreck
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Danny almost jumped when the other people entered into the hall. There was no doubt that they were actual soldiers, so he just had to keep his cool and make sure that he didn’t do anything to break the façade that they were all wrapped up in. if they were going to get shot at he certainly didn’t want it being blamed on him. That just wasn’t good reputation building to be honest. Having a good reputation probably wasn’t necessary in Wo Shing, but he didn’t want to have a bad reputation either. That was when Ada quickly spoke up for everyone in the group. Of course her answer was to be expected of someone in Wo Shing. They never seemed to think that there was a better option out of all this than to fight your way out of it. He was starting to get annoyed with it really. If you want something done talk it out first, then fight but only if you had to. Looks like you have to! Ada drew her gun and fired, then followed it up with a some small ki blasts. There was no doubt it was going to be an effective combo, and so Danny figured that he might try to help the woman out just a little bit. He gathered some of his sun energy together and made an orb. Extending his arms he thrust the orb forward which split into twelve separate beams of light. Each one had an equal circumference and power. He didn’t care if they targeted all of the men or just a few, but the hall was small, and his sunburst was no doubt going to deal some heavy damage to at least a few of the soldiers. Without hesitation he noticed a small door to his right side, and the idea of being shot controlling his actions, he jumped into the door before a hail of bullets could be rained upon them. He didn’t mind getting injured, but getting shot to death just didn’t seem like a nice enough alternative to living. “Maybe scattering away from these bastards might not be such a bad idea… I might actually be able to get somewhere…” he said to himself. He wasn’t worried about the consequences, though he was worried about his comrades. He might have hated them, but Danny generally didn’t just move up and away if he didn’t have to. Depending on if anyone asked about him, or if anyone noticed him gone, and also if all his comrades were killed he would either stay or go. Danny kept his ear close to the doorframe to listen to what would happen next, for it was going to determine his next move entirely. His memory was good enough that he knew the generally area that he needed to move to, but there was also the fact that he didn’t know how to act a lot like a soldier. The variables were stacking, and staying with the group was slowly sounding like the better option, but options have a tricky way of changing at the last minute. |
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| Jusuchin | Apr 7 2010, 12:10 PM Post #27 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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Everything was going fine. Elysse had some random order she found on the datapad. She had an alibi, and her group had one just because they were her group. Elysse saw the increased security as they were coming in, there was more cameras in these hallways closer to the ship than than the infirmary, and they were due to hit the first security checkpoint, which she spent some time making sure they can pass without any complaint. This group could've been fooled, and since technically, Elysse's forged id was slightly higher rank than the sergeant, she could just show them that and come up with an excuse. But no. Elysse went and electroshocked the group when the rest started to raise their weapons, taking a lot of strength from her and visibly slumping down, amidst the groans of the soldiers, she sighed, and stared at Ada. That fucking bitch, and behind her, she looked behind her, and saw a security cam, it's red light indicating that central command, or at least this sector's security office, got the whole thing, and from the small audio microphone, full on audio as well. "You bitch." All she had to do was point at the camera that caught their every move.
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| HazzaH | Apr 8 2010, 05:38 PM Post #28 |
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Illist hardly bothered with the soldiers, stepping behind a maintenance vent entrance to let the more impulsive members of the team deal with the lastest development. As brash a decision as Ada had made, it at least made for a more interesting mission then simply skulking about in the dim light corridors. Elysse reaction, to Illist, was less restrained then could have been possible from the groups given leader. He cast a glance at the security camera, a Remnant phasing out of his back and impaling the metal box on it's elongated talons, the crack of plastic and a shower of sparks bursting from the wall. While the ghostling returned to the safety of the Dimensional Coat; Illist addressed the group, though mostly to assure Elysse, from behind the cover of the wall mounted vent entrance. "Assuming their all dead or paralyzed...we can work this to our advantage." he peeked out from his hiding to check what condition the soldiers were in. "They said we were going in the wrong direction. If we move quickly in the correct direction, I can send some of my Remnants to throw them off our trail before any more patrols cut us off. Tracking our exact movements will be impossible in this light." Illist enjoyed being cautious, and with their anonymity thrown to the wind, it seemed limited the use of any abilities was out the window too. |
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| Jusuchin | Apr 8 2010, 09:21 PM Post #29 |
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Yukari Akiyama ver. Gudarian
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OOCly: Well, still doesn't explain how they'll be able to evade patrols now that they've been alerted to the upper ups as infiltrators and the base has enough mooks to spare to unleash a hail of small arms fire at our little group.
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| Kuro-san | Apr 16 2010, 11:17 PM Post #30 |
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Lost Himself
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The control room was a flurry of activity, with men and women running in every direction. Admiral Akbar rushed through the center of the room, his face contorted in rage. One unlucky woman got in his way, only to be pushed out of his way by an unseen force. A bubble of space seemed to flow around him, and he plowed through the crew like a shepherd dog through sheep, shouting orders left and right, the chaos seeming to melt away into efficiency behind him. He finally arrived in front of a large glass pane set up in the center of the room, with a large picture of the base superimposed upon it in graphic detail. Large squares surrounded the base and a large pane of glass above it had larger squares set into it. "IT WAS A TRAP!" the man screamed in rage, spit flying from his mouth. A stern looking woman holding a clipboard next to him offered him a handkerchief, and adjusted her glasses. "Where is my god-damned electricity! If it's not up in thirty seconds, I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF!" he screamed into one of the many radio's hanging on the side of the glass pane, this one marked [Engineering]. Almost immediately, the lights hummed back to life in the base, the large glass pane lighting up and surveillance video's popping up. Small red dots blinked all over the base, the systems infrared monitoring the location of everything in the base that was alive. "Bring up the surveillance on the hangar deck, the engine rooms, and the medical bay area," he said, calmer now. Instantly, the top pane filled with three videos of intense fighting, and Akbar eyed it for a minute before grabbing the radio labeled [Intercom]. "Attention intruders. This is Admiral Akbar. You are asked to surrender peacefully, and you will be held as befits war criminals, and tried justly. If you refuse, I will be forced to see your actions as treason, and treat you as enemies of the nation." Akbar reached out with his hands and touched the three surveillance videos, pulling them to a glass pane close by and enlarging them. Akbar then grabbed the radio marked [Squads] and strapped it to his wrist before speaking into it. "Attention all squads. Please switch to your assigned frequency after this message. It is highly likely this frequency is monitored by the enemy. Squads Alpha, Beta, Charlie, Delta are to head to the medical decks. Be advised, the intruders have superhuman powers, please prepare accordingly. Meet at point 145, 654 and await further orders. Team Epsilon, Foxtrot, and Gamma report to the Hangar Bay. Be advised, target is incredibly powerful. Bring all available weaponry and armor." Akbar looked around on the third screen, and frowned. "Ivanna, I thought there was another intruder in the engine area," he said to her. The woman merely scrutinized the electronic pad in her hands, a frown creasing her face. "It seems the woman entered engine room eighteen and barricaded herself inside, sir. I'm trying to pull it up on surveillance but I'm getting a restricted access message?" she said questioningly, looking up at the video screens. The third one changed to static, and a large 'RESTRICTED ACCESS' blinked on the screen. Akbar cursed, punching in his security clearance, but the screen only blinked again. 'RESTRICTED ACCESS, SECURITY CLEARANCE SS'. "Security clearance SS? I'm the fucking commander of this ship and mine is only A! What is this bullshit!" he raged, punching the screen. "What the hell is in Engine room 18?!" The admiral raged for a few more minutes before changing the frequency on his radio and barking out orders. Eiji Dom/Jusuchin/HazzaH/Zero/Maldaine Rozanny |
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