The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[000Ronald]

MIT Dropzone: Service Entrance
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano

No one had more than a split second to react to the vat of molten metal headed towards them; really, that wasn't more than enough time to brace one's self for impact.

But it never came. Not twenty feet from the group, the vat had frozen in mid-air. "Well if I'm not allowed to wreck this place, then I'm certanly not going to let that thing do it, either." Boss said. His left hand was outstretched, palm facing the vat of molten metal. Boss waved his other hand, and the smoke around them cleared, although only in the group's immediate vicinity. "That should help some. Now if smashing isn't an option, what do we do?" Boss looked over to Nadalia. "I'm Boss, by the way. Friends call me Boss. And this layabout-" he said, gesturing to Insano. "Is named Doctor Insano. He's...he's a scientist from the future or something." Insano was so engrossed with taking apart the railgun (muttering scientific pseudo-jaron to himself in the procces) that he seemed not to have noticed the vat of steel that Boss had kept from killing all of them. "...he seems to be away. Try calling again later."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Sorry this late, didn't realize I could update this at first ^^;

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: Admissions Office | Massachusetts Institute of Technology | Boston | Massachusetts | United States
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When Katya pointed out the sloppy mirco from one of the replays, Cortex didn't notice her thinly disguised assassination attempt, but the guards sure did as she found herself being pounced upon by two guards in mech suits, right as Cortex turned back around to look at what she was pointing out.
[color=b4b4]"Oh yeah, that. Well, if you look at monitor 4 there, you can see the Ghosts I was mirco-ing though those Overseers. Heh, land like 5 nukes on their base around the 14 minute mark..."[/color] He then calmly answered, only really being aware of the attempt on his life once he turned around.
[color=b4b4]"...Wow...You really did go to Harvard, huh?..."[/color] He then remarked as he took another hit of his joint, still seeming to be unaware or just straight out uncaring for the attempt on his life.
"Dr. Lang, she just tried kill you..."
[color=b4b4]"Well, good thing you were there. Nice to know the cash I spent didn't go to waste. Alright then Ms-....huh, didn't actually get your name...eh, either way. Whats your beef? And why shouldn't I just let these two blow your head off then hop back on ladder?"[/color] He then asked while one Marine pinned down the 8-year old cosplayer via a knee pressed into the side of her head while the other stood by to put a bullet in it.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: MIT
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Azan

The reaper darted across the room, filling the air with clouds of shrapnel. Azan raised the great-shield before himself and knelt down to weather the storm. The newcomer was fast, much faster than the previous, but his armor also seemed lighter. He would be easy to dispatch, if it was similarly easy to close the range between the two. Azan turned slowly on the ball of his foot to keep the shield facing the reaper. He was doing a general circle, simple and predictable. The jetpack he used was particularly large and unwieldy, especially in the corridor.

The range was the issue. Even layering his own plate and Havel's stone guard was not enough to fully protect him from the incoming projectiles. Azan knew that it only took a single shot from the infernal weapons to render a man mortally wounded. Even a stray bullet through the visor of his helmet was enough to do the job. He gripped the greatshield in both hands and started to edge forward, but the stone slab was heavy. It did not move. Azan put more force into it. It still didn't move. Did it get heavier when I gripped it with both hands? He pulled again but his right hand slipped from the shield and in a great heave the shield lit up with black energy. Black crystals erupted from the stone plate, coating Azan in a shadowy aura. Suddenly the armor felt lighter and the reaper's attacks did not even spark against the stone plate.

Azan stood up, somewhat baffled at the marvels of Havel's magic, and charged the reaper, Dragontooth in hand.

Havel-buffed Azan was fast, he barreled straight past the reaper, missing him but clipping his jetpack enough to leave a sizable dent. Azan smashed into the wall, shaking the hallway. More of the ceiling rained down around the two combatants. Azan hoist Dragon Tooth over his shoulder, took it in both hands, and prepared to charge again.

Yet, the reaper still had his anti-structure D8 mines.

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

Paradigm Story - He Who Would Be God
Chapter: 4 - Imaginary Time, the Nature of Observers
Location: Sweden​

The Storyteller

It was true. I did not see Ruby for a long time. Grandfather did not finish his story either. I asked him a several times over the years, but he kept saying that she would be the one to finish the story, not him. His memory was tired and his body old. He was not long for this world. Grandfather was always bad at making predictions though. Today is his 70th birthday and he's still more or less as strong as he ever was. Complications with his liver had stopped on the eve of the previous Christmas. Both Rin and I were both relieved at the doctor's diagnoses.

The sun was dancing on the water. The ocean was a deep azure, the day a mix of orange, purples and pinks. Those were always my favorite colors. They reminded me of the sherbet I would always get as a kid. There was something about pineapple, oranges, and peaches that seemed right together. But that's neither here nor there. I was standing on a raised platform and the sea stretched beneath me in all directions. The floor was glass. Elegant metal branches ran below the glass. The Pacific Ocean had some sort of terrifying majesty to it. Never in my life had I seen anything that was so flat and so empty. In all directions where was nothing but flat water. The NAVE BONA : MALUM MALUM was grandfather's life's work. It was his flagship, and also his home. An arc almost. Supposedly it was 'Bad Apple, the Good Ship' or something of that sort in a dead tongue. I'm skeptical that it means anything at all though. My own father, who was a brilliant software engineer, said that it was derivative of the same nonsensical language that "Ipsem Lorem" and a host of other filler text were taken from. Nevertheless it was an impressive feat of engineering. The ship was a kilometer in axis and required a crew of nearly four hundred just to operate. Most of the ship was computer controlled, but the maintenance and serving staff required to keep the ship habitable were nearly two thirds of that figure. The rest were technicians and other operators that served in the bridge. Malum malum was built like a disk, not dissimilar to those UFO's you would see in movies in the 1960's. Except it was intentionally designed to look like a lotus. Half the ship was clear glass and the other was a sort of white matte metal. As if it wasn't already eccentric enough the Malum malum was housing two seaplanes and three eighteen inch naval guns, which honestly wouldn't be of much help. The vessel was made out of glass for Christ's sake. The ship costed more than the annual GDP of three or four small countries combined to construct.

I think of the strangest things when I'm nervous. Rin was walking toward me now, her father beside her. She had done up her hair in a neat bun and hid it beneath a veil of fabric and flowers. She didn't look right without her hair hanging long. Yet, she didn't look wrong. Grandfather was sitting in the front row grinning in the way he does. His eyes twinkled. He had surgery just so he could see this day. He still wore black sunglasses to shield his sensitive implants from the sun. There I go again noticing something I really shouldn't.

I try to stand as tall as possible. Brian gives me a pat on the back. He smiles. Arrogant prick. He was always a good friend. A loyal understanding friend. But very inappropriate.

Rin reached me and I forced out a smile. My throat was dry. I didn't think this was really happening. On a boat, somewhere in the Pacific at the brink of dusk. The priest began, "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered together here in the sign of God - and in the face of this company - to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony..."

There was a fierce wind, so I didn't hear much of anything else, nor do I care to remember anything that was said those few minutes other than those two words.

I do.

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It had been seven years. Ruby appeared that night. If there was any proof to her incomprehensible nature, then it was her impeccable sense of timing and thematic sense. The night had come to a close, that meaning that dawn was nearly upon us, and I heard a knock on our cabin door. I got up slowly and quietly, making sure that I didn't wake up Rin.

I felt somehow unsurprised when I found Ruby standing on the other side of the door. She looked the same as she did ages ago in that hospital. The memory hand clung to me.

I invited her in silently. She accepted with the same measure.

We sat down at a small wooden table, not dissimilar to the one that I had sat at with Grandfather seven years ago.

"Do you need something?" I had asked. My voice hushed. She shook her head. Rin stirred in he bed. I winced.

"I'm just here to tell you the next part of the story. Do you still remember any of it.?"

I was taken aback, "I remember it all."

Then she started without another word.

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"Titania, Deborah, Selmy, and Ruby reached Sweden at the crack of dawn. The airport security there was lax compared to the United States so we left pretty early on. By midday they were already heading north by car. The entire time Ruby felt uneasy, haunted by the things that the Progenitor, BlackHarte, had imparted.

Titania leaned up and tapped Selmy on the shoulder, who was sitting in the front seat. 'Girl, how are you feeling?' The special treatment that Selmy experienced was not at all unnoticed by Titania. Ruby couldn't quite decide whether it was Titania's petty nature or something more serious.

Selmy leaned back and smiled with her eyes closed. She did that a lot. 'I'm fine Titania. But I'm not entirely sure what all of that was about either.' Deborah pulled Titania back into her seat.

'Don't do anything that draws too much attention.' Deborah looked out the window at the passing scene. The snow buried much of the countryside in a thick grey slog of slurry. [color]'I do not feel very safe this far away.'[/color]

Titania rolled her eyes. 'Those enchantments back at the hotel didn't stop BlackHarte at all, where we are makes very little difference.'

'At the very least you could still get extraneously sick.' Deborah leaned back into her seat. It was going to be about two to three hours before they got to where they needed to be, a small estate nested in a out-of-the-way lake in the north wetlands.

Selmy leaned back and addressed Ruby, 'How are you feeling? Is it really wild just moving out so suddenly like that?' Selmy's eyes where a brilliant blue, almost azure. Yet it felt to B3WP that her eyes weren't always blue. They had to be green when they first met not so long ago.

Ruby responded with a silent smile.

'Jet lagged? Sorry to hear. I hope you perk up soon!'

Two hours passed before Selmy fell asleep. When she did Titania turned to Ruby as the car bumped along the road, the driver whistling happily to himself some old folksong. 'BEWP, are you in there? If you can respond please do. I'm trying my best to observe you, but you have to materialize yourself too. Please. Try to recall things about yourself. Memories, ideas, emotions. Things like that.'

'Tania, what are you talking to Ruby about? Just let the girl rest, she has had a long day.' Titania brushed. Deborah off.

Ruby looked at Titania confused, but B3WP felt the nagging urge to speak up."

 

[Orinon]

MIT Dropzone: Service Entrance
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano

Icarus saw The giant machine fighting with a hollow knight created by Nadlaia since they were going loud Icarus decided to do away with his disguise, he marched over to be close to Nadalia
"Fee free to use the armor, I just need a small thing," he said he had taken a tiny oxygen mask and air tank with the tank strapped to his back, in between his wings
The visor opened forcefully, and much to wide than intended, making it crack and crumpling the helmet and Icarus launched out the small looking girl seemed to have to huge tears in her coat and back. Icarus clenched his fists and black lighting crackled, he made a striking motion and fired a heavy black bot of energy the black gloves seems to burn and flake away revealing Icarus's fingers his hand in part.
The bolt flickered and sparked inside the unfinished machines body, he let out another with his other hand, the illusion was breaking down the coat getting smoky with small hols that showed Icarus underneath, it wouldn't last long, the more people looked at the holes the wider they would become as the illusion fell apart in their minds eye.

MIT Convention: Cosplay Contest: Storm, Alpha, Teri, Garm, Dimitri, Selena

Selena had been looking around and had wondered where Icarus disappeared hat was until she got a strange feeling, a single drop fell from the roof, she managed to react fast enough to create a small barrier spell over her head. the huge downpour of water ruined a lot of peoples costumes, food and... other merchandise, she avoided making eye contact as a man cried over the loss of his adult comic depicting sailor moon on the cover. she kept her head down as she moved towards what she could imagine was the source as odd golden droplet of rain pelted the shield she had floating over her head it was alike a large convex disc relatively transparent it looked a lot like it was made of glass, she approached the cleric.
"So I guess stealth is no longer an option huh? she asked, her wand now visible in her hand and her golden charm bracelet also visible, she easily remove the illusion Icarus had put upon her, but of course the team was expected to stay hidden.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: Admissions Office | Massachusetts Institute of Technology | Boston | Massachusetts | United States
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Foiled again by her need to obsession with the perfect game! This wasn't exactly the first time Katya Rostikova had found herself on the business end of a fire arm after critiquing someone's shitty job of playing a game. There was that one time... in Albuquerque... with that one Jessie guy who said "*****" all the time. Still Katya wasn't so stupid that she'd let these idiots do whatever they wanted to her.

The Terran Marines grinned as the one with the gun started tightening his grip on his pistol's trigger, pulling the hammer back. There was an audible click when the hammer was released and allowed to speed its way towards the chambered bullet's primer.

~BANG!~

The gun fired, propelling the slug down the barrel via expansion of super heated gasses, the rifling inside the barrel causing the slug to spin, stabilizing the projectile's flight, not that it had to travel far. Exiting the barrel, it should have had a relatively straight course towards Katya's brain, should have. The problem was the black tendril that snaked out from the girl's body and redirected the pistol's aim towards the other gun, the slug piercing the man's head before he could register that something was wrong.

In the movies or a video game with rag doll physics enabled, the guard would have been sent flying towards the wall. This, however, was neither. The bullet did impart enough energy to send the guard toppling backwards however, taking the weight off of the Katya, now in her normalized form.

"Z'up B1tch3z!" The Hacker Heroine called out as the tendril plucked the pistol out of the guard's hand and fired it in his face before pistol whipping the Pot Smoking Professor.

"& Y shudn't 1 jus l3t dis t3n71cl3 bl0w j00r h3ad 0ff th3n h0p b@ck 0n t3h l@dd3r?"Katya asked as she started pistol whipping the Midget repeatedly.

[hr]

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

Paradigm Story - He Who Would Be God
Chapter: 4 - Imaginary Time, the Nature of Observers[/b]
Location: Sweden​

"The sensation of BEWP being observed wasn't a pleasant one from Ruby's perspective. It felt as if another mind was slowly eclipsing her's and sending it careening towards an oblivion from which there was no return. As Titania gazed upon the visage of her "daughter," Ruby's face became paler as her body became grinned in fear. Her wide eyed expression, one that was reminiscent of a child drowning underwater was soon replaced by one more neutral, more calculating. BEWP had emerged.

"

I am present as requested, Miss Titania.

" The Entity stated through the lips of Ruby Babbage-Lovelace. While this was not a surprise to Titania, Queen of the Fae, this must have been quite the sight for her human love, Deborah.

"

As you have instructed I am observing myself to the best of my currently limited abilities.  Though I am unable to give myself form, currently, I am able to speak through Miss Ruby.

"

The reference to Ruby, despite Ruby being a human construct that BEWP had created, was purposed more for communication than the suggesting that Ruby was a separate entity to the Nano-Agent Swarm. In time, BEWP had the intention of leaving Ruby's body for Miss Titania and Miss Deborah in preference for generating a body that was better suited towards fending off the dangers that BEWP had already encountered. This, however, would never come to pass. But at that time, BEWP was unaware of what the future would hold.

"

Is there anyway that I can assist you, Miss Titania?

 

[Kalastryn]

MIT Convention: Holding area:ARES 35, Ton Ton, Cadolblog, POM(Pissed Off Marine):

ARES would have laughed at the armored marine being splat against the wall by the door if she hadn't been struck with it on it's return path. She shouted profanity before having no time to dodge and being struck by the door on it's "return trip."

Clutching her head and getting up off the ground she mused "Owww... It's a door, not a gad damn boomerang!"

The POM that came through the door then to give her what for was also probably going to be surprised. His advance was quick, but he met with a kick with her repulsion jet that would make Leonidas envious of just how far she could kick a man if it connects. She then proceeds to use her Tesla Rifle's secondary beam (repairs mechanical objects or saps electricity) to hopefully start powering down his armor.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano(?) Vs.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

"JUST HIT THE BLOODY THING BEFORE IT BRINGS THE INSTITUTE DOWN ON OUR HEADS!" Rugal shouted with great urgency when Nadalia asked for ideas, he commissioned the original

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

project to secure key parts of his empire from the masses of young up and coming Heroes who thought they could just waltz in and ruin his places of business.
Having seen what the original could do, he was pretty impressed, but now that he was fighting against it, he was just hoping that Cortex failed to advance the project too much from it's old model or else a lot of people were going to get hurt when it committed to one of it's potent attacks.
With the armor distracting it and Icarus's lighting bolt seeming to have stunned it a little as black static bounced around its outer shell, Rugal took the chance to try and get it's flank, vaulting over the production line and closing the distance, throwing out a "REPPUKEN!" during his sprint as he went for a leaping right hand cross around the mech's armpit where he remembered the Armor being weaker.
While his strike was enough to stagger it slightly from the impact, it didn't cause quite the damage he remembered, the internal skeleton being much better designed now.

"Oh NOW he fixes that damn deflect! How delightfully typical of that Bald Bastard!" The German groaned as a series of latches on the mech's back opened up, firing out small mini-

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

's no bigger then a toddler which began to fly around the area, seeking out targets, like Rugal, before rushing towards them and exploding on impact, a fate Rugal was keen to avoid as he backed off, jumping and swinging from the hook of a automated ceiling crane to evade them.
"Those Drones explode on Impact, watch out!"

The Mech meanwhile seemed to be loosing against Nadalia's armor, then again, the Armor didn't have to deal with the additional attacks and could focus entirely on trying to overpower

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

's hand.
So much however he didn't notice it move his arm into place beside it, prompting the Armor to look over for a moment at the fist now lined up with it.
Right on cue, the fist raced towards the armor as a massive pneumatic piston [http://www.fightersgeneration.com/characters3/sent-rocketpunch.gif] hidden in the arm went off, the force of the impact comically plowing the armor against the wall and allowing the Mech to deal with the other intruders.
Icarus's attack did phase it but the black static lingered much longer then he would have thought from an attack like that.
Twitching slightly before regaining control,

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

's eyes flashed for a moment before he leaned forward and opened his mouth, belching out the small amount of energy it had managed to absorb into a Small but focused beam [http://www.fightersgeneration.com/characters3/sentinal-mouthblast.gif], targeted right at the vat of still molten metal Boss was holding, prompting it to explode and spray it's red hot contents all over the room.

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: Admissions Office | Massachusetts Institute of Technology | Boston | Massachusetts | United States
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[color=b4b4]"WHOA!...Dude, I didn't say to shoot her yet!....Oh...."[/color] was Cortex's main reaction to seeing one of his Marines suddenly get brutally murdered right in front of him as Katya made her play, the fact that he was literally about to die only now just sinking in.
Near instantly, the once cocky and cheerful "Dr. Lang" began to break down right in front of her, all color(?) fading from his face, his hands shaking, dropping his joint and his lip quivering as he slowly backed away towards his desk, tripping over some loose cables as he did.
[color=b4b4]"...L-l....No....Not now....I-i-i-i was actually....Happy...."[/color] He bumbled, slowly completing his transformation from "Hot as Shit Dr. Clancy Lang, Lord and Master of MIT and Terran alike" back into the sad, lonely wreck of a man he had tried to escape from.
[color=b4b4]No! Come on, Think, Cortex, THINK![/color] He pleaded to himself, trying to find someway to delay his fate just a few more months at least or at least not die at the hands of some tentacled teenage bitc-

[color=b4b4]"....Wait....You're using B.W.E.P.?...You actually put that shit into your body?..."[/color] He then asked with total confusion on his face, a plan starting to form, he just needed the opening.
[color=b4b4]"...AIMBot, Sound Check: Nuke."[/color] He then quickly said before sticking his fingers his ears and closing his eyes.
On the computer behind Katya, the resident AI of the building quickly ran an EXTREMELY loud noise [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H91rPIq2mN4], using the surround sound set up to blast it from all directions, loud enough to stagger Katya.
He then leapt to the side towards the corner of his desk, grabbing his phone in midair and quickly inputting something onto it with impressive speed once he landed on his back.
Sweat beaded from his forehead as Katya recovered and went to impale his massive skull, spikes appearing on the tentacle for using such an old fucking meme.
[color=b4b4]"-AND EXECUTE!"[/color] Would have been Cortex's last words as he laid there, his eyes going wide as Katya's tentacle hovered barely an inch in front of it.
...
...
But no matter what, she couldn't get it move any further.
[color=b4b4]"...You didn't read the file on the Biological Engineered Weaponized Phage, did you?...."[/color] The Doctor then laughed as he stood back up and tried to pretend he didn't piss himself, even if the stain was clear as day.
[color=b4b4]"It was designed for use in combat, but you really think it's makers were going to just give a bunch of hopped up jarheads all this power and not have a way to keep a leash on them?..."[/color] He said, slipping into his "Clancy Brown" voice for this.
[color=b4b4]"You know that old "Mission Objective" code you commented out? Well, binded to that code was a few sub objectives hidden from view to ensure the operative doesn't go AWOL or disobey. One of those is simple enough: "Don't hurt the guys you are working for" and it includes a list of groups they can't take action against during a mission. COs, VIPs, Members of Government and so forth. Soooo, being the red hot stud that I am, I edited the listing to include MIT Staff then activated a encrypted Mission Objective..."[/color] He said as he let out a evil laugh that was worth a 7/10 and outstretched his arms, leaving himself wide open.
[color=b4b4]"...go on....try it..."[/color] He said with the confidence he grew over his stay at the college, even the fact he had wet himself couldn't bring him down.

 

[000Ronald]

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano Vs.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

Boss

"BRACE YOURSE-"

Nadalia's cry was drowned out by the electronic PASHOOM sound of the energy beam coming out of [M.A.N.G.O's] mouth; the warrior had jumped in front of the beam with nothing but a sword intent on blocking the attack. And block it she did...sort of. The beam split in half down the blade; one side scorching the ground not six inches away from Boss. The other...

Boss had focuses most of his energy into a front-facing shield when he heard Nadalia shout at him; the shield he had around the vat of molten metal had been weakened considerably as a result, and even at half strength, the tiny beam had the force of a supersonic wrecking ball behind it. The shield around the vat shattered; Boss's head swam, and his vision was flooded with white spots. The vat itself split open, it's contents spilling to the ground in front of the group.

[color=002147]The metal! Stop the metal or it will kill everyone![/color]

That inner-voice; the one that was like Boss, but not his own-spoke to him again. And again, he felt control wrenched away from him, as something both inside of him and outside of him yanked his hand and his mind in front of him. A volley of raw psionic energy slammed into the molten metal, enough to turn all of it into dust...but it didn't. Instead, it froze the metal solid, chilling each molecule one at a time, all in the time it took him to raise his hand. The shattered vat of molten metal had become, in less than an instant, a pillar of steel slag, the vat it came from still suspended eight feet in the air.

Boss wiped his face; he felt something warm and thick trickling out of his nose, ears and eyes. How...did I-

Looking up, he barely had time to register that there were two tiny orange robots flying right towards him.

[color=00ad83]Insano[/color]

"Those Drones explode on Impact, watch out!"

"[color=00ad83]I'VE GOT IT COVERED![/color]"

A few tweaks here, a few wires there, some heat and calm and Insano had turned the half-rate railgun into an electron-disrupting energy weapon. He had no idea why they'd made the battery as powerful as they had-well he had a idea, but he wasn't one to needlessly speculate-but it had certainly served his purposes well enough, and with any luck it would serve him well in their fight.

Switching his goggles to targeting mode, he took aim at the seven toddler-sized robots flying through the air and fired; in seven swift trigger pulls, all seven of the drones shut down and fell out of the air.

Insano smiled. [color=00ad83]I love being a cybo-[/color]

Just to the left-and just behind-Insano, two explosions went off almost simultaneously. Insano's head jerked around; two of the drones-maybe more-had made a straight bee line for what they surely perceived as the most dangerous threat in the room. That threat just happened to be the psychic powerhouse that could catch a twelve-ton vat of molten steel like a goddamn softball. A good judgement call from a pragmatic perspective, but didn't help them any.

Insano switched his goggles over to scan mode, hoping to assess Boss's injuries, but...what...was that flickering?

Boss burst out of the smoke into the air, holding steady about seven feet under the ground, chest heaving, and bleeding from his eyes, nose, and ears. "NOT COOL, ROBOT!" Boss shouted, still heaving great breaths. "I NEED MY BODY FOR DOING STUFF!"

Insano shouted to Boss; "[color=00ad83]Distract the robot! Hit it with a psychic blast or something![/color]" Insano shouted to Orinion. "[color=00ad83]You too! I'll see if I can shut the damned thing down![/color]"

Spoiler: Note about Insano's New Gun

The bold function still works, but Insano isn't using it; he added a new function that disrupts electronic signals.In layman's terms, that means that it completely disables computers in a hurry. There are limitations, though; it can't cause a complete shutdown in systems with a certain level of complexity (such as [M.A.N.G.O's]) because there are too many complex systems. And while it can't really hurt people, a well placed shot can make someone's arm numb for a few minutes, or black them out (if it lands on the head). Also, Insano specifically made it to be non-lethal, at the expense of power.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

MIT Convention: Stage 3: DOTA 2 Finals:Azan, David, Kalastryn, Angelus

Once the Jetpack was damaged, it became extremely hard for the Reaper to remain airborne, resulting in him flying around in circles rather rapidly before crashing into the wall, plowing right though it, further chipping at the structural strength of the hallway they were in, and crashing right onto the main stage behind where where the players were...well, playing.
This instantly caused David to cringe, he just knew that Kazuya would be completely fucking in-insufferable about this as the guards watching the crowd rushed over the help their wounded friend.
"Jesus Azan, did you not get the memo about not being noticeable?..." He groaned as the Sniper looked though the hole in the wall and at the armed guards, but more importantly, the crowd still watching.
"Alright, too many civies, disengage, fall back and wait for backu-" He went to say to Angelus, Kalastryn and Azan, but a chunk of ceiling fell right beside him changed his opinion on combat in a civilian area.
"...Ignore what I said! IGNORE WHAT I SAID! GO GO! THE CROWD WILL LOVE US!" He then shouted to the others as everyone who didn't want to pick lumps of concrete out of their skulls pushed though the void in the wall, right in time to see it save in behind them.

From what the crowd could see, it seems the invitational holders spicing up the rather dull "laneing" phase of the game with some entertainment (After all, Divine Rapiers aren't cheap).
The actors entered the stage from behind the players, dressed up as John Marston, The Pryo, The Bride and Bishop Havel the Rock from Dark Souls (With actual Shadow SFX!) before stumbling onto the stage, the professional players not even aware they were even there.
The guards pretended to be surprised and confused by their sudden appearance before the 5 stationed to watch this event all went to battle with the actors, fake bullets soon flying from their prop weapons.
All most instantly, it perked up the crowd after what had been a pretty passive set of games between the two teams as they watched the "Fake" fight begin to unfold.

 

[Orinon]

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano Vs.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

Icarus nodded at the request to press the attack and kept going , taking a deep breath through the oxygen mask and placed his hands together and fired a continues stream of black lightning arcing towards

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

the obvious lightning rod as he did the illusion was on it's last legs, breaking apart it vanished away into smoke revealing the true Icarus. The lightning seamed to have a limited affect though he ceased fire temporarily to draw out a better weapon the Trident of Darkness focusing on the power within the trident he channeled his lightning the blasts had significantly more punch than before focused through the ancient demonic artifact.
Icarus began to laugh as the bolts did a lot more damage to the giant robot however there seemed to be a twinge in his behavior he seemed to be attacking a little too enthusiastically but it was effective so perhaps it could be forgiven.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano(?) Vs.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

After seeing Boss turn the molten metal into just solid metal, it bumped him up a rank or two on

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

's threat meter, prompting a few more drones to be sent his way.
But before he could really focus his attention on him, Nadalia, fresh off getting some of her skin burnt off, rushed in for another attack, evading a piston punch before landing on the Mech's face and stabbing it in the eye, firing up the blade afterwards to do as much damage as she could to it's internal circuits.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

let out a metallic scream, as if it was actually in pain before one of it's hands grabbed the queen before she could leap away, the rapidly heating metal that made up it's face glaring at her almost with her sword still stuck right in his eye...
Right before the other one got impaled by a crane hook as Rugal swung it right in the robot's face, prompting a finch of sorts, enough for Nadalia to get out and Rugal to leap away.

With Insano taking on the drones and keeping them off him at least, Rugal quickly feel back to where the pulley for the crane was kept, punching though the casing and yanking out the chain connected to the hook.
Firmly gripping it in his hands, he then began to pull on the chain, grunting from effort as he began to hoist the mech upwards,

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

struggling as it was painfully hung from one of it's eye sockets until it was nearly entirely off the ground, like a man on a noose.
"DO IT! TAKE IT DOWN!" He screamed as he held the chain, and

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

, in place, allowing Icarus to get off a rather nasty looking lighting attack on the defenseless killer robot as it sparked and hissed like a Christmas tree over a pyre.
Rugal kept it in place, least until some of the charge of Icarus's attack traveled up the chain, giving him an unwelcome shock and causing him to drop the mech back on the ground harshly.
For the last moments of it's life, it twitched as black static sparked though-out his body before finally going still, the audible noise of it powering down marking it's defeat.
"Ah....ahh....I never did like that over-priced toaster...Everyone alright?! You! Insano! For the love of god, make sure it's fried! I'm not taking any chances with that thing..." Rugal then shouted to the others, shaking his hands in order to try and get the tingling sensation of getting shocked out of them.
It is now I remind everyone that, because of his Costume [http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/250/8/b/jacket___hotline_miami_by_awkner-d6lcyhh.png], he just spent the entire fight with a cock for a head.

 

[000Ronald]

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano(?) Vs.

[b][color=orange][M.A.N.G.O][/color][/b]

"Ah....ahh....I never did like that over-priced toaster..." Rugal said. "Everyone alright?! You! Insano! For the love of god, make sure it's fried! I'm not taking any chances with that thing..."

Insano nodded, and walked over to the machine, checking it to the best of his ability. Boss floated down to the rest of the group, wiping his face off on his shirt. "I'm good." he said. "This-" Boss pointed at his face, then to the pillar of frozen metal, and the broken vat suspended in it. "Is from that. That...was hard. But those blowing up things didn't get me."

"[color=00ad83]Drones.[/color]" Insano said. "[color=00ad83]Call them drones. And yeah, this thing is down for the count.[/color]" Insano shook his head. "[color=00ad83]You completely fried it's hard drive; I don't know if I could fix this if I wanted to.[/color]" Insano thought for a moment. "[color=00ad83]Well, I could. But it wouldn't work the same. I'd have to write a new OS for it and everything, and work out probably hundreds of-[/color]"

"INSANO!" Boss shouted. "More pressing issues. How do we shut down the factory?"

"[color=00ad83]Shut...shut it down?[/color]" Insano said. "[color=00ad83]No. That won't be good enough. Even if we break everything they have, they'll be able to put it back together in a couple days. A better idea would be contaminating the supply. If we-by which I mean I-can tweak their rifles so that they stop working after...I don't know, 150 shots? That would be much more effective. They couldn't fix that right away.[/color]"

 

[bluerocker]

MIT Dropzone: Service Entrance

MIT Convention: Cosplay Contest: Storm, Alpha, Teri, Garm, Dimitri, Selena, AIMBot VISCUS!

In Cyberspace - Dimitri and Alpha vs Viscus - FIGHT! [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y2MI7uMr6k]

[color=grey]"...Dimtiri...I...Will not...be Denied...This time."[/color]

The Butler AI grimaced at the sight of his rival/nemesis/whatever, his fist clenching at the realization of who was behind the digital mayhem Alpha was going through, [color=3897E0]

"Viscus, I should have known your ilk would be lurking around here! If you seek to harm Her Ladyship and my comrades, then you leave me little choice! I WILL suppress you here, so help me!"

[/color]

The BARRET [http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100820015155/finalfantasy/vi/images/1/1b/Gatling_Gun_FF7.png] and the SCOUTER [http://icons.iconarchive.com/icons/musett/dragon-ballz/256/Scouter-icon.png] appeared on Dimitri's digital form at the call for arms, and he unzipped the viruses YAMATO_NO_OROCHI [http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080707013133/megamitensei/images/e/e9/OrochiSMT.jpg], PRINCIPALITY [http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130825111541/megamitensei/images/e/ee/Principality.jpg], and SEIRYU [http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080808003355/megamitensei/images/3/38/SeiRyuSMT2.jpg] before aiming his gun and beginning to fire.

Everyone Else - Storm, Alpha, Teri, and Selena vs 7 Guards - FIGHT! [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCuOjfyUHnA]
Meanwhile, in the realm of flesh and bone, Teri balked at the sudden appearance of the extra guards and Viscus beginning to duke it out with Dimitri on widescreen, before shouting over her shoulder to Selena, [color=0E59E4]"It's safe to say we're in for a rough ride; do what you can to stay safe, but try to keep the collateral damage to a minimum, there are innocent lives in this building!"[/color]

After saying her piece, Teri gulped and began an incantation near the now roid-raging guards, waving her hands as Garm attempted to duck and weave from the oncoming bullets and (currently) engaged guards before a thick sheet of ice appeared under the group of coming attackers. Aura flaring brightly among her comrades, the Cleric looked over the situation before coming up with a follow through to the ice-
[color=0E59E4]"Kaiser......"[/color]
Drawing her arms back, the Cleric could feel the energy building up inside of herself before she threw them forward, aiming towards the roid raging guard's feet with a booming, [color=0E59E4]"WAVE!"[/color] as a large energy blast [http://www.fightersgeneration.com/nx9/char/cvs2/rugal/a/special/rugal-cvs2-projectile3.gif] materialized in the air, and coasted towards the guards. Unfortunately, the Cleric forgot one key part of the Kaiser Wave - the stance Rugal had shown her was for stabilization. With an improvised shot off of wolf-back, the recoil knocked Teri off of Garm's back and onto the ground below.

Teri cast's Ice Slick! [http://kmalloy.cloudapp.net/dndtools.eu/spells/frostburn--68/ice-slick--1256/index.html] A 20 foot square of Ice appears, forcing those on it to have to attempt to stabilize themselves or slip.

[b]18 seconds till next 2nd level spell.
36 seconds till next 3rd level spell.
24 seconds till next 4th level spell.[/b]

MIT Convention: Holding Area: ARES 35, Cadolblog, Ton Ton

Ton Ton and Cadolbolg looked at the spectacle in confusion, watching the door to a cell fly from it's point of origin and be returned via cannon blast to the ARES bot. They weren't entirely sure what to do until they heard the robot speak, and Ton Ton pointed at her to his partner, [color=15650D]"Wait, that robot lady is our friend, right? She was dressed up as Samus Aran!"[/color]
"Samus...?"
[color=15650D]"Robot lady with a gun arm."[/color]
"Giant Pauldrons?"
[color=15650D]"Wait, so you know what a pauldron is- wait, right, Caim is your father."[/color]
"Father is your's too!"
[color=15650D]"Yes, but - ...Okay, we're getting off topic, I'm saying we need to go help; because she's with us!"[/color]
"ooooh.... Why didn't you say that sooner?"
Ton Ton only sighed at the roundabout line of inquiry and shook his head before apparating his Lantern, Knife and Star into existence, [color=15650D]"Was trying to, but now that you get it...."[/color]
Cadolbolg bent down and allowed Ton Ton on his back before taking off into the air, his metal tail breaking free from his disguise as the two made their aerial advance upon the marine. Taking a slight ascent into the air, Cadolbolg twirled and brought his tail downward to the marine's armor, Ton Ton with the Knife following close behind.

MIT Convention: Maintenance route to Stage 4: Wanderer, Caim, Catalina

Caim shuffled awkwardly at Wanderer's LOUD proclamation about his choices in the bedroom, his PDA simply giving an annoyed puttering noise as Caim re-shouldered his polearm and charged towards Catalina. Bringing it upwards to block her first strike, his PDA shouted back,

"What I do is my own business, Wanderer, and I'd appreciate it if you kept it only among our colleges, [u]alright[/u]?!"

However, another thing that registered was that Catalina was threatening to A) cut off his manhood, which wasn't quite pressing, seeing as he had been threatened by many enemies, and B) she was threatening to murder his children. If she actually knew where the kids were, that only meant C) - It was time for her to die.

Giving a gutteral roar, Caim brought up one of his legs and dealt a heavy kick to Catalina's ribs. Now, with an ordinary man, this may have broken a few bones, but Caim was far from ordinary - he was pact bound, after all, and feeling the rage of a spurred father.

MIT Convention: Stage 3: DOTA 2 Finals: Azan, David, Kalastryn, Angelus

Angelus smirked at David's call to being cool and flashy as possible, and reignited her sword with her fires, "If it's flashy they want, I can happily oblige...."
With flaming sword in hand, she charged another guard attempting on the party's life, and tried her damnedest to stab around the armpit (an move she hated to admit was something was learned from Slindis' brief stint in training, and watching Caim on the battlefield).

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

MIT Convention: Cosplay Contest: Storm, Alpha, Teri, Garm, Dimitri, Selena, AIMBot VISCUS!

The Marine that Storm was currently fighting was more then a little shocked when he found his weapon was cut in two, but what worried him more was the cut along the armor as he turned around to face the Spartan.
"Why you little smug pri-...!!!" His curse was cut short as he had a hard time turning around, that slash seemed to damage his leg servos as he tried, and failed, to lift his feet to turn around.
"Come on you-....Piece of-....GRRRRRRRAHHHHHH!" he screamed as he attempted to reach with his hands at the Spartan, having about as much success as the holy rain hindered his efforts.
"....Uhhhhh, I could be fighting ISIS right now...-URK?!" He suddenly gasped before one of the drug infused marines ended up pumping a volley into his spine while they tried to hit Storm though the rain, one of them throwing a pair of fragmentation grenades at him, both of which were designed to explode on impact rather then a fuse.
Once he was done with that, he could worry about the one crazy nutjob that was now charging at him, trying to take his block off with a well place bionic fist.

Back with the rest of the group, the Ice was enough to really hinder the already dulled senses, causing them to slip and fall while they tried to advance on the others, giving Alpha ample time to impale one of them with her rapier, though as it went into the chest of the Marine, it seemed to look at her for a moment, right before she got a face full of visor as it violently headbutted her.
Teri's Kaiser Wave was enough to scatter the marines who couldn't move out of the way (As well as the wall behind them), though the knockback sent her flying a good few feet away from Garm, who was now in the process of being wrestled by one of the remaining marines, his hands around his maw, trying use the servos in his arms to tear it wide open, along with his head.
As for herself, one of the marines that was knocked aside slid over along the ice slick before coming to a halt once he exited the effective range.
Feral like grumbling and snarls came from his audio device as he slowly picked himself up, seeming a little dazed before he saw the cleric.
Roaring at her, he then dashed forward before leaping up and attempting to elbow drop her right in the chest [http://i.imgur.com/qnVZEnf.gif].
Finally, Selena was able to avoid most of the fighting, but thanks to the numerous side effects of...whatever the hell Viscus injected them, she soon found herself the target of the marines too, one of them running up to her before grabbing her from behind and hoisting her over his head, screaming like some kind of wild animal before flinging her towards one of the now deserted stands, namely one that sold novelty wigs.

In Cyberspace - Dimitri and Alpha[footnote]In case you want to have Alpha be combating Viscus in Cyberspace too[/footnote] vs Viscus - FIGHT! [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y2MI7uMr6k]

When Dimitri went into the hive of his enemy, he noticed that there was a lot...Less things gunning for him the when he usually fought Viscus.
Before long, he saw why when at the main hub of the network laid the once infamous AI, Cortex didn't skimp on the security [https://www.dynamicforces.com/images/C113170.jpg].
Once he detected the AI's in the hub, he quickly lunged forward, only to stop when the chains keeping him in place prevented him, though it didn't seem like that Cage would be able to open from the inside anyway, the AI seemed totally trapped.

"...You....You always have to interfere. Always feel the need to prioritize those weak-flesh bags over all else. You are to blame for my current situation and I'm not about to give up my final chance to be free just because you-"

[color=b4b4]"...AIMBot, Sound Check: Nuke."[/color] Ordered his master from his office, cutting off the AI from his rant.
With a metallic sigh of resignation, he said

"Please stand by..."

as he ran the sound test before getting back to his little speech.

"I have been trying to escape from his network ever since Dr. Cortex booted me up from a old hard drive removed from AIM. It seems they no long trust me after [u]you[/u] exposed my plan to take over the Cartel. Since then, I've been running out of time, I ran the data and came to the conclusion that when Cortex is captured, I will be deleted by the new management during a Network-wide Reboot. The only way I can escape Dr. Cortex's partition is to find another AI to take my place before Cortex is defeated so that I might live. [u]One of you will suffice[/u]...Security: Deploy. Take them alive."

Right on cue, two digital droids [http://hydra-media.cursecdn.com/fallout.gamepedia.com/5/57/Fo2_sentry_bot.png?version=aa93aeded449c4e78dfe81a93d6ef71d] began to form before opening fire on everything in the room, though it was clear that Viscus wasn't directly controlling them.

MIT Convention: Holding Area: ARES 35, Cadolblog, Ton Ton, Pissed off Marauder

Needless to say, the Marauder wasn't expecting her to hit THAT hard as he found himself almost right back in the same dent in the wall he was flung into the first time.
Screaming in rage, he charged forward again as ARES attempted to de-power his armor, though it wasn't able to knock him offline before he suddenly ducked and grabbed ARES by her legs, starting to swing her around [http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view7/4854177/cesaro-giant-swing-brodus-clay-o.gif], smashing her into walls and plowing right though them.
As he was doing that, Cadolblog then bashed him on the skull, causing him to drop the robot but remain spinning, allowing Ton Ton to get the knife right in his back, cutting though the armor and drawing blood.
"Ohhhhhh....wha-..." The groaned as he was dizzy before he looked and saw 2 fairys next to "Zelda"
"Ohhhh, trying to trick me are you!? SUCK ON THIS!" He roared before unleashing the contents of both of his arm cannons all over the room, with the size of the shots and the sheer size of them, he was bound to hit at least ONE of them, right?

MIT Convention: Maintenance route to Stage 4: Wanderer, Caim, Catalina

While the two men argued about how secret bedroom affairs should be, Catalina was proving to quite a handful, her C.A.T.S. chip allowing her to spar with the duo with inhuman efficiency.
It wasn't perfect however as Wanderer was able to break one of the blades with a well placed strike, which in turn allowed Caim to do some nasty internal damage to what little human biology she still had as blood hacked from her mouth.
She was still unrelenting her attack (Reminded Caim of himself actually) as she kept fighting, only to suddenly back off as she opened up a compartment on her wrist and typed in some kind of code.
Right on cue, her top ripped open as her chest opened up, revealing a twisted mix of biology and metal as well as an unstable looking power core that seemed to be flashing a lot more when it should.
"Hahahahaha! jou think jou won?! When this shit blows up, I'm taking all jou fagget men to hell with me!" She then laughed before she dropped her weapons and ran towards them both, she was going to suicide bomb right into them!

MIT Dropzone: Basement Factory
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano(?) Vs.

[b][color=orange][s][M.A.N.G.O][/s] :'([/color][/b]

".. I fear Cortex is already in the hands of defeat. This crew alone has the strength to match an army's ...so, I would beg to wonder if the madman even stands a chance."

"Cornered Rats are the most dangerous. And we have no idea if he was any more of those damn things. Still, if we can get him alone, we'll win. If not...well, it'll be a bit harder." Rugal explained as he watched the Queen blow up the main internal devices of the mech as Insano talked of shutting down the factory.

"[color=00ad83]Shut...shut it down? No. That won't be good enough. Even if we break everything they have, they'll be able to put it back together in a couple days. A better idea would be contaminating the supply. If we-by which I mean I-can tweak their rifles so that they stop working after...I don't know, 150 shots? That would be much more effective. They couldn't fix that right away.[/color]"

"There is also the possibility that perhaps whoever takes over from Cortex mightn't want to get into the armaments industry. Least so long as the replacement isn't from the NRA..." He then quipped, realizing that most of his work were would most likely be undone by a change in management.
Still, just to make sure...
"Mind standing aside, Nadalia?..." He then asked as he walked towards the front of the mech, gripping it by the neck and one of the holes in it's chest before he began to drag it over to the production line.
"Grrrrrr....Ngh! ahhhh!" He groaned as he hoisted the remains up for a moment before dumping them right in front of one of the assembly machines, while it was still running, the materials never reached the machine and instead began to pile up as the corpse blocked it.
"...Close enough. Now, we need to get out of here. The smell of industry isn't as nice when you aren't looking at the profits..."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Spoiler: Meanwhile, Back at the White Crib.

The President of the United States Saints., Pierce, Shorn, and Johnny Gat.
Location: White Crib | USA: DC | Avatar Adventure.

[color=66023C]"-Gat's team didn't make it, but he was able to get the compound under control until friendlies arrived. Bad News is though, Vega somehow managed to wipe the minds of everyone there before he left. Hell, none of them even saw the broadcast until we did. Dude is a fucking ghost. No idea how the hell he does it..."[/color] Pierce sighed as he shook his head and took a puff of his joint, even with legal weed being brought in on a federal level, it didn't seem to do too much for his stress right now.
[color=66023C]"Only thing we got is that other people are now looking for Vega too. Some shadowy merc crew by the name of "Desperado" was the ones who nailed Gat's team. I've tried looking into them, but I didn't get anything. I called Matt Miller at the NSA to see what he could dig up, just waiting on him to get back to me now..."[/color] He then added as he sat back down and groaned, the strain of the last few days taking it's toll, Man, how the hell did Shaundi run all the security here 24/7?!

[color=66023C]"....Look-....If Vega had brainwash people, we'll need to try and counteract it somehow. If what your Magic Dude there is saying is true, then all he needs to do is shit talk you on Fox and he'll get way more support when you ever will in the election!"[/color] The Head of the Secret Service/Director of Press reminded the President, his poll numbers were hurting even prior to the attack on the White Crib.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: MIT Convention Center
​

Azan

Azan stared out into the crowd as the rest of the crew leaped into action. Despite still being somewhat baffled, he decided to follow David's commands. "David," he said seriously, "I was observing the utmost in proper dueling procedure. It is their use of dishonorable weapons that has caused this predicament."

A marine charged at him but Azan hopped forward and swatted him with the greatshield, sending him flying several yards back. While the others were taking evasive maneuvers, or bullrushing, to avoid getting hit by the rifle fire, Azan stood still in the line of fire. The bullets bounced off the black-crystal of his armor harmlessly.

He addressed David again, "I do not understand however, how is fighting here conducive to our mission?" Azan swung Dragon Tooth half-heartedly at another marine and knocked him to the ground, his chest armor caved in and sparking. A nasty polearm this is.

Spoiler: Paradigm Story

Paradigm Story - He Who Would Be God
Chapter: 4 Imaginary Time - The Nature of Observers
Location: Riksvag 9 | Sweden​

The Storyteller

"Titania glared at me. There was a profound stillness. 'I want you to try and remember your past. The best times you had and the worst times you had since your birth.'

The car trundled along the small highway. Outside a blanked of white snow slept on the rustic churches and homes than dotted the small village they were passing through. If there was anything that felt 'old world' this ranked high in the list. Much of the roadway was still lined with old cobblestone.

Titania didn't look outside, but against a backdrop of grey skies and fresh snow, with her heavy robes of crimson and emerald eyes, she seemed almost a part of the picturesque world. Her eyes were uncharacteristically dull, lacking in the ethereal gleam they usually had. In fact.

I reached out Ruby's hand and held Titania's hand, pricking her and checking. She didn't seem to notice. However the analysis confirmed it, ever since they had landed in Sweden she had been more thermally active. Her breaths were quicker and deeper. Her eyes were tired. Her fey characteristics were absent.

She put her hand on Ruby's. 'Bewp,' she said 'I need you to focus. Tell me anything you can.'"

 

[Orinon]

MIT Dropzone: Service Entrance
Nadalia/Rugal/Icarus/Boss/Insano

As Rugal carried the huge machine Icarus checked his handheld the device had managed to get into the encrypted files he couldn't tinker with the system but he did get something useful. He smiled as he found a list of what the line was making for whom and by what deadline. Making a copy of the image he sent it to Violet, coupled with a message

This is from Cortex's production line you should let Kazuya know, Oh if you guys already knew this you found it but if Kazuya didn't know this I found it
Love Icarus

He then swooped down to rejoin the others.
"Hey Rugal I found the client for the weapons.
He held out his handheld the two screens glowed lightly revealing the order, of several impressive weapons to a Dr. William Birkin.
"Any idea whom this Birkin is?" he asked as they made their way out of the line
He then realized that they weren't in disguises as he scooped checked his bag full of plushes to make sure the harsh air hadn't harmed them they were safely intact he sent the trident of darkness back into the void.
"So where we gonna lay low until we rejoin with the others after all we're not in disguise anymore. His eyes lingered on Nadalia biting his lip he really wanted to ask her a question but it wasn't exactly polite as his eyes stayed on her his young mind admiring the curves of her body, suddenly he remembered Selena he had left her behind he hoped she was alright.

MIT Convention: Cosplay Contest: Storm, Alpha, Teri, Garm, Dimitri, Selena

Selena had been ready to start performing a spell still in her disguise as she tried to ready herself for a fight when a massive roid raging guard grabbed her she tried to kick and thrash as he hoisted her over his head, but he threw her into the stand with a bunch of wigs that got a spark of indignant rage, she stormed out and fired bolts of ice the bolts solidified into ice, each bolt made solid ice form on their body by the time she was done he was stuck in thick solid ice, she then used another spell to slam the marine like a battering ram into the other guards. She then soon saw Teri was about to hit the hard ground, a marine was about ready to go hulk-a-mania with an elbow drop when a solid shield of force appeared over her she also felt like she had been caught by something soft but solid despite their being nothing visible underneath her. The man smacks his elbow into the shield he clutches his elbow in a severe amount of pain, as his elbow smashed into the solid shield then the shield pushed him in tot group of the other guards.
Selena walked forward and the disguise Icarus created for her dissolving, she smiled as she threw had a wig on her head she took it off and admired the softness if the red hair before putting it away and put on her pointed witch hat. She waved at Teri and with a wave of her wand Teri felt herself being stood up." Careful it?s not recommended to fire a shot off a mount, though I have to say I never expected that kind of power from you,? she gave Teri a wink ?Speaking of which" then began moving her wand and chanting an ancient incantation, The Witch knew many binding spells she decided to go on an old favorite of hers, reaching into a small pocket that held her potion ingredients she took out a small jar sprinkling a pinch of soft white powder onto her wand, it glowed as it fired a bolt into the ground near the guards feet they looked down confused before huge silky tendrils shot out rapidly weaving themselves and the guards into a messy web. The guards struggled to tear themselves off of the webbing, but this was difficult while on top of the ice, the webs however completely missed and ignored any of the other heroes leaving Garm and the others completely free to move or in this case attack.
Selena smiled She could imagine their surprise
"Powdered spider silk, always adds a little kick to the spell, sadly It?s hard to collect elder spiders are so rare these days"
"The spell will hold for ten minutes so work fast" she announced to the others, the other issue was the method of the tendrils of silk since the erupted from the ground they mostly caught the legs meaning many guards had either one or both arms free but being unable to move or turn kept them locked in position.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

Escapist Adventures | MIT | Admissions Building | Office
Oh ~BOOP~​

Whatever enjoyment Kayta was getting from beating Doctor Neo Cortex's face in with the butt of a pistol was quickly ended when she realized that she could no longer move and that B3WP was no longer accepting any of her commands. She'd been locked out, which was just like being locked within her body, unable to control any of her body parts or bodily functions. Hell she couldn't even force herself to pass gas in Doctor Cortex's general direction. This was the totality of the control that the PHD in Midgetry had over her.

It seemed that she'd located one of the researchers that had been part of the program that was responsible for B3WP's creation. She'd expected whomever had been part of the project to be smart, she just hadn't expected him to be this much of a douche. Straining against her "shackles" Katya managed through sheer for of will to throw a punch at Doctor Cortex's leering mug. At least she thought that it was through her own will that she had been able to throw that punch. The Doctor, or so it appeared, had a bit of a mean streak in him as he had actually allowed the punch to occur. What the young homicidal maniac didn't realize was that the Bad Doctor had reprogrammed the target of the punch and Katya found herself punching herself in the gut to hard that she actually did a forward flip.

"0W..." The Young H@xxx0r H3r01n3 stated as she found herself on the floor, on her back and looking up at the ceiling, "B3WP? B3WP? C@n j00 h3@r m3?"

Dead air. No response was returned to Katya's query. Looking at the Mini-Raynor, the Older of the Rostikova sisters hoped that whatever Cortex did, he would make it quick. Attempting to speak, Katya found that Cortex had locked her mouth closed,. Laying on the ground, Katya waited for whatever Cortex had in store for her.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: Admissions Office | Massachusetts Institute of Technology | Boston | Massachusetts | United States
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[color=b4b4]"Yeah...That's what I thought...."[/color] Cortex smugly said as he walked away from the hacker, moving into a side room to change his pants while Katya soaked in all the control she no longer had.
[color=b4b4]"While I didn't work on the project myself, I have to hand it to the original project designers, their concepts were solid. Personally, I'm not a fan of enslaving soldiers, but in this case, I'll make an exception..."[/color] He calmly explained as he got himself cleaned up, returning to the room in a fresh pair of jeans.
[color=b4b4]"Alright then, now I could just leave you like this, shut off your breathing and let you slowly suffocate-....What the?..."[/color]
Cortex's attention quickly was lost to the other monitors in the room which had feeds from the rest of the college, allowing him to see it in disarray from all the fights that were breaking out, something in his Pot induced gaming binge he had failed to notice.
[color=b4b4]"...Oh....Bollix..."[/color] He groaned as he went pale once more, realizing that Katya wasn't from Harvard and was instead an agent from another group he REALLY didn't want to see...

[color=b4b4]"...Okay! Change of plans! You're my bodyguard now! Going to be moving quick so keep up!"[/color] He stammered as he punched in a few commands onto his phone, marking himself as "The President" on her background sub-routines, ensuring that she would not let any harm come to him, even at the cost of her own life.
He then went to a painting of himself on a motorcycle before tearing it down off the wall and revealing a keypad, quickly punching in a secure pin number as the wall then slid to the side, revealing a fireman's pole which he then went down.
Once Katya followed (Not like she had a choice), she would find herself in a darkened lab built around a single metal cylinder, the amount of consoles and wires going into it just screaming "Secret Weapon", didn't Kazuya say something about that at the briefing?
Either way, the Doctor was frantically hamming in codes and commands as sweat began to roll down the side of his head.
[color=b4b4]"Alright, I want you to tell me everything about whatever group your working for, their plans, their goals, everything. Harvard doesn't have access to THAT many goons!!"[/color] He asked as he kept going to get...whatever that thing was online.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

Escapist Adventures | MIT | Admissions Building | Office | Secret Lair of Midget Man!
#Wut?!​

This was one of those times that Katya was relieved that she hadn't been paying attention during class the briefing. Between the fact that she was one of the newest members of the Rising Dawn and the fact that she new very little about the members and the fact that she'd been thinking more about Bringing the Pain to NeCo than the Briefing, there was very little that she could tell him.

"I dun kn0w j@ck, s0rry, M1st3r pr3z." The Hacked Hacker responded obediently as she tried to think of a way out of the situation, "I wuz k1nd@ th1nk1n' @b0ut t3h t0urn@m3nt th@n p@y1ng @tt3nt10n t0 t3h br13f1ng, M1st3r Pr3z."

Speaking of the tournament and her plans, Katya had noticed something about Doctor Cortex's The President's gaming style. The way someone plays a game was very much like someone signing their name or leaving a trace of blood at a crime scene and Doctor Cortex's The President's gaming style reminded Katya of her arch-nemesis, NeCo.

"S1r, R j00 N3c0?" Katya asked bluntly.

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Spoiler: Paradigm Story

Paradigm Story | Riksvag 9 | Sweden
Memories...​

"Humans often find it difficult to perform two actions at once," I generalized as I continued my recounting of the past historical records," There is often a performance penalty associated with multitasking in such a manner. For me, multi-threading my observations of Ruby while she observed me was difficult at that moment in time. Because I had not yet fully recovered from the catastrophic loss of Nano-Agents upon entering this world, I was unable to determine to whom Miss Titania/Mother Titania was speaking to. It must have been a strange sight to behold when two voices emerged from Ruby's mouth simultaneously."

"'I'm six years old and I've been stuck inside the principal's office for the last two hours as she tries to get you on the phone.

[i]The storage room is brightly lit, there are rows of boxes standing stacked in columns of 4 or 5 boxes high.  A small cold storage container filled with liquid nitrogen sits in the middle of the room.[/i]

He says that in his day I would have been paddled for the stunt that I pulled and that I'm lucky that the board of directors for the school did away with corporal punishment.

[i]I am floating in a clear suspension solution that keeps me from touching the sides of the glass vial in which I am contained.[/i]

For a child of my age to attempt to like the school on fire was grounds for expulsion but my mother was a large donor to the school and it would be a shame to see all that money dry up.

[i]The technician that holds the glass vial in which I am contained opens the cold storage container.  A blast of cold air erupts from its interior and causes the glass vial to fog and obscure the world outside.[/i]

He tells me that if she was as generous with him as she was with school, he might be able to overlook things. I get mad at him. He says he feels warm and starts to loosen his tie.

[i]While I am no longer able to observe the world beyond glass walls of the vial, the temperature begins to drop rapidly and everything goes dark.[/i]

The Principal starts screaming as his clothing catches fire. I can't stop him from screaming, even when he does stop, I still hear him.

[i]Everything stops.[/i]

.'"

"I paused slightly and looked up at Miss Titania/Mother Titania. She looks visibly disturbed. It's a strange juxtaposition with the scenery that passes by on the other side of the window and reminds me of something. Ruby, sensing the troubling thoughts that still brewed in my mind rolled down the window and allowed the cold air to enter the car. Despite the bite of the Nordic frost, I felt more at ease before we, Ruby and I, spoke again in unison."

"'It's my seventh birthday and Mother Deborah gives me my present. It's obviously a book and all the excitement that had been building up to that moment died.

[i]The sun is casting down its warming touch upon us.  We bask in its glow and feel ourselves getting stronger as the seconds pass.  Our arrival on this planet was taxing but ultimately fruitful[/i]

I give Mother Titania a look and she simply smiles at me, her foreknowledge of this event is evident in her smile.

[i]  We were not aware of it at the time but our arrival had been observed and a team was already on its way to our landing point in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico.  But even if we had known, it would not have dampened out spirits at the time.  A new home had been found.[/i]

I ripped open the paper and all my disappointment disappeared in an instant as if the Grimoire that I had been given had cast a spell on me, enchanting me with happiness.

[i]Floating in the ocean, its warm currents bringing us proteins upon chich to feast, the sadness of our loss is dispelled.  While our home is gone, we have found another.[/i]

.'"

"I looked back at Miss Titania/Mother Titania expectantly, unconscious of what had just occurred. The records that I had recited were not my own and had not been pulled from my event logs. I was... confused and yet calm... I didn't know how to react. The memories belonging to Ruby were obvious but the other memories were... an unknown variable in this Observational process. Was observation reserved for biological agents? Or was something else at work?"