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

000Ronald · Apr 7, 2015

MIT Convention: Main Concord/Boss Fight! (OST: Motor Head) [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lx8G5Zv9Qxk]: Nadalia, Rugal, Icarus, Boss, Insano, Katya,, James David, Vs. Cortex!

[color=00ad83]Insano[/color]

Insano dived for cover as soon as he saw that giant mech gearing up to attack him; he didn't even notice Nadalia jump to his defense until after a few moments of terrified cowering. "[color=00ad83]Thank you![/color]" he said, as he considered how to beat the colossal Cortex mech.

[color=00ad83]The railgun didn't effect him at all...maybe...maybe if I switch it back to stun, and jack up the power...[/color]

"[color=00ad83]HOLD HIM OFF FOR A LITTLE LONGER![/color]" Insano said, fiddling with his railgun again. After several long, arduous moments, Insano laughed, stood up, and said, "[color=00ad83]NOW DUCK![/color]"

Boss

"'Keep the civilians moving towards the evac point' he says. 'Kayata's setting up an evac point' he says."

Boss sat with his legs crossed upside-down, on the ceiling, above the doors out of the building. Bullets occasionally hit invisible barriers around him or the still-fleeing student body.

"Jerk says I can't throw a building at Cortex..." Boss mumbled, apparently to himself. "Sure. Maybe I'll throw a truck at him instead. Or a national monument. Or maybe...maybe a microcontinent. Like India. No one likes India, anyway." Boss sighed. He could be doing better things than just...defense. And he felt like that was all he did. Sure, whenever he tried offense he ended up either getting himself hurt or destroying national monuments, but that didn't mean...ok, maybe it meant he had no idea what he was doing, that how was he going to learn if he didn't try?

So when he saw that one of the cosplayers in the group was a member of The Rising Dawn, he jumped. "James!" Boss said, hugging the transformed cosplayer. "Buddy! So good to see you! Now, I need you to do something for me." Boss gestured towards the fleeing students. "You make sure these guys get to the evac point, while I-"

"[color=00ad83]NOW DUCK![/color]" Insano shouted. Not a second later, a green wave of energy slammed into Cortex with the force of a train, propelling him off the ground...and up through the celing, away from the building, and presumably into the group of students assembled outside.

Boss stood there for a moment, mouth agape, totally speechless. "WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE KEEPING HIM AWAY FROM THE STUDENTS, YOU OVERPAID DUNCE!" Boss shouted. "AND PRESERVING THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF THE BUILDING!" Boss pointed at Rugal. "AND NOW YOU'RE GIANT SIZED! HOW ARE YOU GOING TO FIT THROUGH THE DOORS!?" Boss pinched the bridge of his nose. "And now he could just run away...this entire mission has been one failure after another..."

".. .. Sooooooo .. yea, she's, here Edge. What would you like to tell her, exactly? We may be HEEREE- for awhile." Ryan coughed, Faith giving a sudden squeeze to punish the author for his behavior or trying to ignore Faith's affection and not contribute back with full effort.

Edge nodded, and gestured for Faith to come closer. Faith complied, skipping over to where Edge sat. Edge looked deep into Jenny's eyes for a full minute before saying, "Tell him what you see when you look at me. Tell him what my mind looks like to you."

Faith, her face more pale than normal, slowly turned away from Edge and said, "There's...there's something wrong with his mind. No, that's not even true. His-I don't know how to explain this-his sense of being? The part of him that the world is aware of, and interacts with it? It's like it was destroyed, or ripped out. Ryan... . he's not alive." Faith moved away from Edge, shaking slightly. She came to Ryan, holding him with her mind's voice was trembling, unraveling around his mind. "Something hurt him. Something very powerful spent a long time hurting him as much as it possibly could."

Ryan had gone from cheerfully grinning to chalk-white with shock. "[sub]...not...not alive? What ...[/sub]

Edge cocked an eyebrow. "That...is a part of it. But did your friend-"

"He can't hear me." Faith interjected over him as he continued talking. "I can't send my thoughts into his mind, nor... can I see anything past the void Ryan. I've .. .never experienced this before with anyone."

Ryan shook his head, didn't want to leave Edge rambling on while Jenny continued to communicate with the author via telepathically. "No, that's not all she figured out. She said...something tortured your mind for a long time, and broke it into pieces. And then...it got put back together? I don't understand."

"By someone who wasn't him."

"By someone who wasn't you. What on Earth happened to you ...?"

Edge nodded slowly. "Yes. That is the most accurate description of the things that caused this-" Edge tapped his temple again. "That I've ever heard, at least from someone who didn't know. Your friend is gifted."

"So...he's like a zombie? Ryan asked. Or maybe a lich?"

Faith shook her head, and held Ryan even still throughout the whole thing. ".. No. Not even that. Even things like the undead have some glimmer of sentience, even if it isn't any more than an ant might have. He has none. Not even a little. Not even something that might ... shed a hint of a consciousness. He's truly dead... a walking corpse.

"Isn't that what a zombie is? .. I'm not understanding you Faith"

Faith shot Ryan a dirty look before explaining herself, ".. You're being oblivious as always. Ryan, he's dead with no sign of life in him, at least the zombie has a functional brain. His is completely shut down."

This clicked with Ryan, as he looked at Edge with puzzled eyes. So this ninja was deader than a zombie ... with nothing active in his brain, no signs of thought or anything beyond that. How can someone like him possibly exist?

Faith nudged him on the shoulder, and shot a look at Edge. "You should ask what he wants .. .. before we keep him waiting."

"Oh!" Ryan suddenly remembered that Edge hand't just stumbled into his apartment randomly. "Umm...Edge! Faith...says she can't talk to you because your mind is so screwed, she isn't receiving any feedback whatsoever. And she asked me to ask you why you're here."

Edge thought for a moment. "I have a friend..." Edge began. "...with more power than any person should have, and no memory of where he came from or who he is; not even his name. And he can't completely control his power. I thought I could teach him how to use his power. I can't, I tried. And I am terrified that he is going to do something that he can't fix. That he's going to hurt someone, or hurt himself, or...I don't know, yank India out of the ground and throw it at someone. It wouldn't surprise me, I've seen him throw buildings at people like they were softballs, I wouldn't be surprised." Edge put his head in his hands and took a deep breath. "Yeah. I have no idea what I do with him. I mean, he means well-he's not psychotic or anything, but-" Edge suddenly got up, and began pacing back and forth. "If Eli was still fucking around, he would know how to do, and that's what fucking kills me. Little baby Akira by Spongebob falls into my lap and I'm supposed to show him how to not turn into a fifty-story tall tumor? How the fu-"

"He's upset now..." Faith said to Ryan, interrupting Edge's tirade again. "That's not helpful. Try...try asking him who Eli was."

Ryan wanted to roll his eyes... but, he knew better than to ignore Faith in such a serious regard so he did as what was asked of him. "Who's this Eli guy? Why can't you just ask him?"

Edge stopped pacing, sighed, and hung his head. "...he's dead." Edge said. "He died about five years ago. He...he was my friend and mentor." Edge sat back down, and tapped on his temple. "This? This is all him. He spent two years pulling the shattered pieces of my psyche back together, into something that was at least functional." Edge sighed again. "And then he got killed trying to stop the thing that did..." Edge shrugged. "...this...to me. Well...not so much trying; he did what he meant to do, but...he shouldn't have. It wasn't worth it." Edge shook his head. "And that's why you have to teach Boss how to use his powers. So he doesn't do something stupid and get himself killed. Hell, he's already almost got himself killed at least once."

"So that explains it..." Ryan mumbled to himself, looking down at the floor from such news. Now it fell on him plus Faith to get things right with Boss, so that the man doesn't end up ruining his life or numerous amount of other lives somehow.

Faith let go of Ryan, only to reach for his arm and hold it between hers .. giving him this hopeful expression. "We can do it then. Let's help Edge's friend master his abilities before anyone gets hurt! I mean ... you've trained me to the capability of lifting a mountain-"

Ryan interrupted with a sudden response, "Okay, that was to stop Groudon from getting his Mega Evolution form, and even then- you had a hard time attempting that Faith. But, we can look into it.. I mean really, who else is able to help the poor guy master his power? Edge looks like a wreck right now ... and i'm still conflicted as to how he's alive with such a brain-dead mind."

Right then, Faith made that pouty face again and yanked Ryan over, trying to get him to openly accept Edge's request, both standing very closely side-by-side with her arms locked on his one arm.
"Tell him we would be honored to accept his offer."

Holding a serious face, Ryan went over the conditions with Edge.
"Faith and I have came to an agreement ... to help your friend. ONLY because he's with the Rising Dawn and I don't want to see reports on him causing havoc when we could of prevented it. In exchange, you need to book us a hotel for one or two days."

With that said, Faith's determined & optimistic expression slowly came to realization with what Ryan meant, and an immense blush flourished over her face. She yelped, giving him a rather hard slap against his shoulder.

"R-Ryan!! Wh-why would y-you s-"

"I kid, I kid ... wanted to lighten the mood seeing how on edge, Edge was ..." Ryan teased, the pun slowly making sense in Faith's understanding only for her to give him the most 'Are you kidding me?' expression one could sponsor.

"You're horrible .. .." Although she sent him this message via mentally, her face looked at the ground with eyes blankly staring on the floor, the blush never faded away. If Ryan didn't know better, the grip on his arms with her hug was tightened for some reason.

"Sooooooo .. with that out of the way, let's get serious. Where exactly is Boss now and how do you feel is the best approach in helping him? I don't think he'll be openly accepting of our help, knowing we're only doing this because the guy's going to get someone killed. But, I could be wrong .. .. "

Edge shook his head. "I already said he's not psychotic or even violent. Hell, he abhors violence; I made sure of that myself. He's...he's more of a well-meaning goofball with a bit of a troll streak. Right now...he's with the rest of the Rising Dawn, beating the crap out of someone Kazuya told them they need to beat the crap out of. Chances are he's either doing something ingenious or something really, really, really stupid." Edge rubbed his hands together. "As for where he is...I have absolutely no idea. Kinda...kinda missed the briefing there." Edge stood up. "I don't want you to misunderstand. Helping Boss isn't just a matter of averting a catastrophe; he has the power, and the desire, to do a lot of good. All I want is for him to be able to do that right."

"And...let me explain to him who you guys are. I doubt that he would just arbitrarily not let you guys train him. He has to know he isn't using his power as best as he could." Edge looked around. "I guess...now we just wait for Luke to take us back. Not...sure how to do that."

Generic NPC 22 · Apr 7, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | M.I.T. | Exterior of Convention Center | Blocked Exit
///Micro Your Macro///

For the Rising Dawn's resident Haxxx0r H3r01n3, things appears to be getting quite hairy. Between the fact that the Power Armored Midget with cirrhosis of the liver stomping in, the Power Armored Mercenaries dressed up as Terran Space Marines and the fact that B3WP was steadily running out of Nano-Agents, things were looking pretty dire and Miss Katya Rostikova might have been turned into a fine paste underneath the boot of Doctor Cortex were it not for the timely intervention of the Rising Dawn.

"Thanks." The Young Sufferer of Head Tramua managed to mutter as she found herself walking over to the corpse of one of the Terran Marine Mercs , B3WP's black and shiny tendrils snaking out to envelope the corpse of the bullet riddled man, inserting itself into the organs responsible for cell replication. There was a series of cracks and pops that caused the body to spasm before more of the black ooze started leaking from the corpse's various orifices. As they re-entered Katya's own body, she felt herself feeling slightly stronger as B3WP's nano-agents were replenished.

[color=b4b4]"DIE YOU TEABAGGING WHORE!"[/color] A Napoleonic yell came from behind her, causing her to turn and see Doctor Neo Cortex's attempt to fist her face. Were it not for words that Cortex screamed at Katya, the young woman might have been able to make an attempt at dodging the Might Midget's Murderous Blow.

B-BOOOM!!

The Pint Sized Napoleon's fist impacted against ground and created a large cloud of dust, enveloping the area. It took a few moments for the dust cloud to dissipate but when it did, Katya was still standing with Cortex's fist a couple feet away from her. Next to her stood the corpse of the Consumed Merc, its rifle smoking from having recently been fired. Though the Marine was clearly dead, various bits of bio-mechanical appendages appeared to have burst from its skin, controlling it like a puppeteer.

"Infested Terrans?" Katya muttered before a smile appeared on her face as she noticed a few more of the Terran Marine Corps getting up and taking aim at the Power Armored Asshole.

"Zerg him boys!" The Rising Dawn's resident Queen of Blades ordered as she took out her mobile. Cortex had to have had some help with building that power armor and given the general theme of... there!

"

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SCV Ready To Roll!

" A voice called out as a group of SCVs moved in towards the rubble, clearing a path for the trapped Cosplayers.

[hr]

Paradigm Story | Sweden | House of Oberon
///What a Machine Wants... What a Machine Needs...///

((Changing narrative perspective... I've always hated the first person))

BEWP looked up. It noticed that its head had been dipped down close to its chest as if it had nodded off or was it Ruby that had nodded off and caused BEWP to have the vision that it had just witnessed. Whatever the case was, the face of Ruby Babbage-Lovelace appeared slightly embarrassed as it rubbed its eyes.

"

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Pardon me.  That was unexpected.

" BEWP said through Ruby's lips.

"I'm tired Mommy." Ruby said as she went up and nuzzled up against Deborah, her body squirming to press ever closer to her mother's body. Despite the Ruby's movements, BEWP still spoke to the congregation of misfits, the Rebellion against Blackharte.

"

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That is a question that I have not given thought to,

BEWP said as it coaxed Ruby's body into shooting a sharp look at the man known as Lucien. Even if machines and constructs neither felt bored or weary, apparently BEWP was capable of feeling annoyance and made it known through Ruby's facial expression. "

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Currently my only goal is avoidance of becoming like my design predecessor.  If his plans threaten the plane from which I originated, my goal would also be to counteract whatever actions he has planned.  Despite my appearance in this realm, I still have ties to our world of origin that I cannot sever.

"

As vague as these goals were, they were the only items of priorities dictating BEWP's behavior at the moment.

Orinon · Apr 8, 2015

MIT Convention: Main Concord/Boss Fight! [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lKqswWZ0Tz0]: Nadalia, Rugal, Icarus, Boss, Insano, Katya Vs. Cortex!
Icarus was in a state of near panic as he desperately tried to outmaneuver the huge plasma bolts, they were closing in his heart was racing.
"Dear father I'll join you soon." he said closing his eyes, but then silence.... there, there was no pain no burning, How? He opened his eyes and saw a huge Mech and the plasma bolts had bounced off of it's chest and were now homing in on the enlarged Bernstein. The machine it had-it just-it was willing to sacrifice itself just for him?
The Aura of dread and cold evaporated. his eyes blinked he had seemingly returned to his normal (Normaler) self.
He raised his hand in silent thanks to the robot, taking a drink of his sake to replenish the energy a sharp cough from the strong liquor and he was back to fighting he decided to take a ranged approach, he fired small bolts from afar never staying in one spot and avoided getting close. He now had the trident slung over his shoulder he preferred the more comfortable grip of Dark Excalibur, his father had shown him how to fight with a sword, he and his sister used to spar with wooden blades then later dull steel with his father, sadly his first sword had been lost to a hellion.

Selena and the others had reached them Selena seeing Icarus in the air immediately flew over to him.
"Icarus, oh there you are, I was worried you may have gotten hurt."
After a forced check-over and many assurances he was fine, he convinced her he didn't need Teri or her to heal him just yet, he didn't want to waste potions or time on scratches.
He looked down and saw several of the others were attempting to evacuate any civilians left.
"Ok Selena I need you on support, I'll handle the AD you try to keep him in one spot with any spells you have, Nadalia is down there and Rugal looks like he can tank a hit or two."
He paused thinking for a moment Cortex had a lot to focus on
That was until Insano shouted about ducking and The huge Mech was launched into the air Selena gasped and retreated back but Icarus tailed the flying Mech, compared to Cortex he soared high gracefully into the air, Cortex could possibly cause some damage assuming his arc carried it's normal path but Icarus planned to intercept it, he dropped downward, foot first, it may have only been 10 feet but that momentum transferred into The Giant Mech causing it to slam down to the ground fast and hard. A large crater had formed but no one was harmed, except for Cortex.

As the Mad Doctor groaned he felt something with weight land onto his back, and soon felt the sharp point of a sword press into the back of his head, Icarus learned this technique from fighting giants, it was a smart position to attack and Cortex's head was a prime target.
"You are Under Arrest Doctor, have you any words?"

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 8, 2015

MIT Convention: Main Concord/Ost: Rock It/Pack Attack (Metal Cover) [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XsWSFmsX3aU]: Nadalia, Rugal, Icarus, Boss, Insano, Katya, James David, Vs. Cortex!

Seeing that his attack missed, Cortex was prying his fist out the ground as he looked around his former kingdom, now deduced to a panicked warzone.
For the umpteenth time in his life, countless hours of work, blood, sweat and tears all taken away from him by these "Heroes" as they liked to call themselves.
He was happy here, sure, he didn't take over the world, but he made THIS his world and then took over that.
No more bullying, no more people talking down to him, he was in charge and by god he liked it.
Now? The building was barely standing as the bodies of his men began to pile up while the last of the convention goers ran for their lives.
[color=b4b4]"...My power...my freedom...MY DATES!..."[/color] he screamed as the scope of what he had lost in this battle began to sink it, but that was the least of his problems as he soon realized.
The first hint was the gunfire as the BWEP infested corpses of his Mercs began to come back before firing at him, peppering his mech with gunfire, if anything, dying made their aim better.
[color=b4b4]"NOT ME YOU UNDERDEVELOPED MORONS!"[/color] He protested as he soon found himself being Zerged down from all angles by this own men, his shield trying to get back online after Icarus fried it.
As a result, he was forced to engage them, using his minigun to try and cut down their numbers, succeeding only in leaving himself even more open to attack.
The first one came in the form of Ton Ton latching onto his head before attempting to cut whatever circuits he could find, but due to the trashing and struggling, did something far worse.

[color=b4b4]"NO! NO! DON'T YOU DO IT YOU LITTL.......-AHHHHH MY HAIR!"[/color] he screamed as Ton Ton ended up cutting off the small bit of hair that Cortex actually had on top of his head, leaving him somewhat balder then he was before this fight began.
[color=b4b4]"GAH! WHY DIDN'T I MAKE A HELMET?!"[/color] He screamed in anger as he finally caught the Tonberry, dangling him by his cloak before attempting to punch him into next week, but Storm's timely slash along his spine put an end to that, as well as shorting out some of circuits for his suit.
[color=b4b4]"Oh come on! You've ruined the paint job you littl-MGHPHGPAGPH!?!"[/color] He tried to shout, only for the built in toothbrush to activate and shove itself in his mouth, silencing him as well as making his teeth pearly white and minty fresh.
He was trying to pry it from his mouth as he turned around and saw not only his own "Cortex Power Weaponized Homing Plasma[sup]TM[/sup]" rushing to meet him, but an entire volley of roasting hot fireballs coming for him also, thanks to Rugal's baseball skills and Wanderer's love of burning his fellow medical practitioners.
[color=b4b4]"...{Oh goddammit...}"[/color]
What followed next was a combination of him getting the mother of all facial burns, to the point it removed the last of his fabled hair, and several painful plasma burns as they all homed in on the one organic part of his body still visible: His head.
[color=b4b4]"AHAHAHAHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT!"[/color] He screamed as he ran around like...well, a man with his head on fire.
Would you believe me if I said that the worst was still yet to come?

While he was trying to put out his head, he suddenly bumped into something or rather someone.
After getting off most of the flames by "Patting" his own face with the two metal hands (As well as the toothbrush being rather helpful in that regard), he found himself now standing right in front of that guy with the chicken mask who was now just as big as he was.
[color=b4b4]"....fou'r bead!"[/color] he slurred though the pain as he tried to inform the man that he was dead, but then something horrible happened, the man took off his mask and Cortex was now standing right in front of his former boss: Rugal Bernstein.
[color=b4b4]"..."[/color]
Who didn't look happy.
[color=b4b4]"..."[/color]
And was now even bigger and scarier then before.
[color=b4b4]"..."[/color]
With the fact that it was him that he was now sparring against starting to sink in, along with the fact that Storm did in fact manage to short out the built in toilet on his suit, Cortex just stood there before-
[color=b4b4]"...*Uncontrolled sobbing* Why me?" q-q[/color] he asked before Rugal made the most of his new form and literally kicked the shit out of him [http://www.fightersgeneration.com/characters3/rugal-kicks.gif], the last of which put him in a prime position in mid air for Insano to fire his weapon, sending Cortex racing towards the sky.

As he soared though the air with his battered perceptions, he didn't feel pain anymore, he felt only...peace.
Even with countless burns on his face, a terrible haircut, internal bleeding, shit in his pants and parts of the ceiling lodged in his forehead, he found himself rising up some wonderful golden skyline, like he was being called up to the next life.
It was so beautiful, for the first time in his whole life, Cortex didn't feel afraid, of what people thought about him, what they were going to do to him, his own inner fears, if he had died, he didn't seem to be going to hell, that alone bringing a smile to his face as time seemed to slow down.
[color=b4b4]...I'm free...I'm going to a better place now...Goodbye MIT...Goodbye Heroes...Goodbye Starcraft 2...ahhhh...oh look, an Angel! Hahahah-[/color]
Reality soon returned to the Mad Doctor as Icarus's boot connected with his skull before sending him back down to the mortal realm and face first into the parking lot where Nadalia's Armors kept the people away from the impact zone.
Icarus soon landed nearby before asking "You are Under Arrest Doctor, have you any words?"
[color=b4b4]"...[sub]why didn't that kill me?[/sub]..."[/color] Cortex whined though the dent his face made in the tarmac as his suit basically feel apart all around him, leaving only the midget of a man.
And a massive brown stain on his pants.

[HEADING=1]Doctor Neo Cortex Defeated![/HEADING]

((Rest of Reactions soon to come))

StormShaun · Apr 9, 2015

Code:
Wanderer, Storm-1788,

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Alpha

, and the majority of the "Midget Take-down" forces.
Location: MIT Convention } Aftermath

With the battle over, the calm tone filled the area once more. The heroes were basking in their victory, and doing what they needed to do. By the defeated enemy, Doctor Neo Cortex, who was basking in his own 'uniqueness'. Vibrations rocked the ground as a N7 suited Wanderer arrived at the scene. [color=b4b4]"...[sub]why didn't that kill me?[/sub]..."[/color] Cortex barely managed to say. Walking up to the somewhat failure of a scientist, Wanderer waved in front of his face. "[sub]Jesus[/sub] ... Doctor, you still have fifty Hawaiian pizzas to pay for. Plus someone special wants to meet you, and it is far from any angel."

Stepping on the fallen enemy with his metallic boot, Wanderer whipped his helmet off, leaving it rolling on the ground. Giving his signature smirk that lit up his face, he plugged it with a cigarette. Taking a large puff, crimson eyes overtook the blue gems. "The real Doctor is in!" He said in conviction. The more sadistic Wanderer applied pressure under his boot, hoping to hear pain. Tired from the repetitive groan Cortex gave, Wanderer stepped back, raising his Pipboy to his mouth. "This is Doctor to base, Doctor to base. We have acquired midget head." Wanderer said, once again containing the black personality that dwelled within him.

Meanwhile, as Wanderer tried to communicate to the faction that infection their beloved home, a couple relaxed on cold, concrete stairs. Storm, had his white hair dangling in front of his face. He was hugging his sheathed sword, but his eyes gazed on the figure that rested on his shoulder. It was his beloved Alpha, his light of the world, something that would never be taken from him. From that small comfort, he was able to smile at her. Wrapping an arm around her, Storm could spot her peaceful breathing. "To home ... no ... you are home." He quietly said to himself. The Spartan did not notice, but the AI grew a smile.

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 10, 2015

MIT Aftermath: Basically everyone

Rugal

While he would have agreed with Boss normally, Rugal did say "Well, at least we shut down an illegal arms manufacturing operation in the process. Perhaps that might make this entire..."Operation" go down more smoothly..." as he watched Wanderer called it in, right as a confused looking pizza-guy showed up with all of "Cortex's" Hawaiian pizzas, the entire crowd quickly taking them off his hands before he could even ask what the hell happened, Pizza IS still Pizza after all...
But the main focus of Rugal's attention was still the "Enlarge Creature" spell that Kalastryn had cast on him, it's effects still being felt as he towered over most of everyone there.
"...You are right, you will need to teach me how to do that when we get back." He smirked waited for it to wear off, those transport ships of Kazuya's were cramped enough as it was.
"Right, everyone okay?" He then asked the group as he looked over them, making sure that everyone was still intact.
[color=9f2b68]"Kazuya to all points, Mission Accomplished. Stand By for Evac. The Transports will land in the parking lot and will be leaving within 30 seconds of landing so don't miss them. I want you all up in the air before the media all get wind of what happened here."[/color] Kazuya ordered over the the channels, right as Rugal realized something.
"...Hang on, where's Blade?"
[color=9f2b68]"Strider Katana is running a another operation, his evac will be around 1 hour from now-"[/color]
"Wait, you're not just leaving him here?"
[color=9f2b68]"He's a Strider, they are born and reared for these kind of operations. All going well, he'll be back before you even are. Now get moving to the Evac Zone and for the love of god, don't answer any questions from the media. I'm working on having Cortex's persona take the fall for this so sit tight and shut up until the transports arrive. I'm not giving Bison the chance to pin this all on us, Last thing we need is everyone in the country gunning for us because we blew up a college with thousands of people in it."[/color]

David

David meanwhile was more concerned with checking out the weapons these marines were carrying into battle, as a minor gun nut, he had to admit, Cortex made some good stuff as he swiped one of the Terran battle rifles.
"Ah well...Perfect end to a perfect day. At the very least, might encourage some more spending in education, am I right?" He quipped as he sat on the steps of the ruined college and waited for Evac, seeing a pair of VTOLs quickly move in from the coast before landing.
Kazuya must have REALLY wanted to get the group out of there before the news media arrived to see the 9/11 of Virginia Tech's.

Everyone at MIT can basically go to the Rising Dawn now

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 10, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: The Rising Dawn | Brig/Hanger | Elise, Doom, Deadshot/Kazuya, Violet

The guards still talking about Elise as Doom took extreme care while handling the extremely cute and soft plushie that she had made just for him.
After how the last few months of his life went, it seemed like things might actually get better for him, sure, he was in jail, but at least he didn't have to worry about Diabs threatening to take off one of his fingers or the countless other horrible things.
Hell, the smell of sweat and piss in the brig was a lot more pleasing then the old toxic waste and second hand pharmaceuticals he used to make "Doomsday".
"...You know she's playing you, right?..." Deadshot said, making Doom freeze for a moment.
[color=004d]"...H-huh?..."[/color]
"Oh jeez, call yourself a villain? She's just making you think you have a chance to get into her pants so you would spill the beans. Hell, she didn't even go that far, she was just offering to Friendzone you."
[color=004d]"...Friendzone?...What's that?"[/color]

At that point, both Deadshot and the guards froze for a moment with looks on their faces that scream "You Wot, M8?"
"....Man, wonder why anyone bothers with you. Ain't even a man yet..." The assassin taunted as he resumed his meal, being kind enough to hold back his roaring laughter at Doom's expense.
Doom merely clenched his fist slightly before going to find a safe place for his gift.

Back in the hanger, Elise noticed the mood was rather uplifted all of a sudden as she could see a rather battered and bruised Cortex being dragged onto one of the VTOLs while the rest of G-Corp staff celebrated, even Kazuya seemed a little glad to see him brought in, even as if he was relaying instructions to the rest of the crew.
[color=9f2b68]"-so sit tight and shut up until the transports arrive. I'm not giving Bison the chance to pin this all on us, Last thing we need is everyone in the country gunning for us because we blew up a college with thousands of people in it."[/color] He said over the radio as his men made sure to keep an eye out for any incoming news vans, least their Evac start some kind of rumors.
Violet meanwhile was wiping some sweat from his brow, it was a little touch and go, but at least they got their man and that was something to be glad for.
"Ah! Elise! Good on you! That tip-off you pried out of Doom saved our agents a lot of hassle! Man, and I thought Kazuya was a master of getting information!" The fabulous doctor said as Kazuya merely glanced over, giving a somewhat satisfied smirk at their newest agent in place of his own thanks.
"Well, if you weren't hired already, you are now! Welcome to G-Corp!" He then laughed as he gave their newest agent a slight hug, trying to keep it merely friend to friend while not coming off as too much of a creep.

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 11, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: The Rising Dawn | Hanger | Elise, Kazuya, Violet

As the Transports made their way over to the airship and Elise got the post mission party going, Even Kazuya was starting to relax a little.
So naturally, one of his more senior men walked over before whispering something in his ear, instantly reviving his former grumpy self.
[color=9f2b68]"Violet, when you are done creating a new harassment suit, Get Furiae Caerleon here, tell her it's urgent and relating to Blade. Tell her nothing else. Elise, Stand by, the crew will be returning soon with Cortex in hand. Make sure he doesn't try anything..."[/color] He ordered his men as the VTOLs containing the crew began to come in.
Cortex's transport was first, as shown by the number of men moving into position before taking aim at the door as it opened.
It was then that Elise realized that perhaps she shouldn't have promised to ensure that no harm could come to Cortex.
His face looked like a punching bag that had been set on fire as he was shoved out in handcuffs by two more soldiers, despite the fact he barely reached above their waists.
He looked dazed and confused as he was led around, clearly all those blows to the head were taking their toll.
Oh and the SMELL! I know that getting "Arrested" in this manner was stressful, but the only thing anyone was paying attention to in relation to his Jim Raynor cosplay was the brown patch around his rear end.
[color=9f2b68]"Good, Take him to brig. I'll be down shortly...As for the rest of you, While I am glad that Cortex was brought in, please try to not make as big of a mess next time? Remember, the President himself said that he was counting on us to bring Bison in. As a result, we can't afford to have nearly as much collateral damage in the future. Having said that, the mission was a sucess. Good work. Dismissed."[/color] He then said to the crew as they came in, kinda wondering what the President himself was doing while this was going on...

The President of the United ~~States~~ Saints. [http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/saintsrow/images/1/1a/Iron_Saint_Outfit_SRIV.png/revision/20150210200906] and Johnny Gat.
Location: Abandoned Warehouse | USA: outside of DC | Avatar Adventure.

This was the only thing the boss needed to say, before battle mode was activated. The Boss first then pulled out his knife, silently. The leader then slithered his way across the floor, until he approached one of the mech guards. The two knew that these guys needed to die first. So quietly, The President jammed his knife into the back of the mech guard's head.

As he was going that, Gat quickly was able to disable the other one, shoving his blade into it's arm, causing it to fire it's weapon right in the other guard's face.
"Alright, on the ground! NOW! Come on, We're busy men..." Gat shouted as he fired his gun into the air, forcing most of the officials in the room to hit the floor, hoping not to get shot.
"Search the base Boss, I got the crowd-DID I SAY YOU COULD GET UP!?" He then said before kicking the CO of the installation in the face as he tried to get away.
On the consoles, Mr. President was able to find a few things, some of it relating to Shaundi.
like Kinize said, this was totally where the devices were implanted, there as still a few cells with people in them, their status being "un-equipped".
There was also another monitor, this time of the inside of a limo as the poor bastard nervously talked to someone while he drove.
"So the Playa doesn't think it's safe for me to go Golfing?" A familiar voice said.
"Uhhh...n-n-no sir..."
"Did he say why?..."
"...."
"...Hm, aren't you one for conversation?..."

It then dawned on the Boss that Keith Fucking David [http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/saintsrow/images/6/63/VP_Keith_David_White_Crib.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140723121210]'s driver was being controlled by the enemy.
The connected console much have been used for sending orders, so basically, if he wanted to, he could make this poor sap do anything he wanted...
That or kill him.

once he was done with that moral choice, there was several other sections of the base he had yet to check out...

bluerocker · Apr 12, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: The Rising Dawn | Hanger | Elise, Kazuya, Violet

Yo, the Diabizzle helped write parts of this postizzle...
Never doing that again.

Teri and Garm
After giving her well wishes to her family, Teri rode on Garm after Kazuya, knowing damn well what he was planning to do with Cortex. It was funny, seeing a very small girl approach such a scary looking man, but on wolfback, she was almost his height. As she approached, the young woman looked to Kazuya and spoke curtly, [color=0E59E4]"Mr. Mishima. I trust we'll be following through with the procedures from last time, correct? I'll still need 2 hours, but if the results from Doom were anything to go by..."[/color]

[color=9f2b68]"Humf, well, you are in luck, Mother Teresa. I have another matter that requires my attention before I have to visit Cortex. But if you want my opinion? I would save all the heavy restoration under after I get my time with him..."[/color]

The Cleric's eyes reduced to thin slits at Kazuya's... Less than kindly response to her methods, and felt her hands dig into Garm's fur as she less than subtly answered, [color=0E59E4]"My intentions are to render your preferred method unnecessary, sir."[/color]
[color=9f2b68]"Oh? Then by all means...Don't let me keep you."[/color]

Smiling ever so sweetly (read, to the point of mockery), the Cleric gave one final cheery, [color=0E59E4]"I'm glad we came to this understanding. Garm, let's go."[/color] before riding her faithful wolf off to the brig...

Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton and Cadolbolg
Caim, Angelus and the Cuties, on the other hand, departed from their pod with Angelus giving the two little ones a hard look most of the way, despite both being nestled in Caim's arms.
The warrior gave a shrug at Angelus' efforts, quietly chiding through the PDA,

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"Angelus, they know by now that you're mad. Look, the danger's gone, they're safe. Now we have a little time to catch our breaths. Such as in my case - Hey West!"

Using a spare hand, Caim waved the Irishman over, "That battle put me in the mood for a drink, and I'd rather not do it alone. You up for it?"

The dragoness only rolled her eyes, and stomped off, shouting over her shoulder, "Fine, consider me out of your hair then. I'll be in the training room."

With Angelus gone, the Cuties flew up in the air and began to zip around a corner, happy their father got them off the hook. At least, for now....

((Caim will be with David in the Canteen, liquoring up, The Cuties and Angelus are more than free. Need someone to talk to, any of those three are nice and free. Also, sorry there's not much more here... *shakes magic 8 ball*))

Furiae

(After the hanger had cleared out of the Dawn members), Furiae walked into the hanger in her usual clothes of choice, and gave Violet a little salute, "Furiae Caerleon, reporting for duty, Mr. Violet. I heard it was urgent, and... About Blade? What's going on?"

[color=9f2b68]"Indeed."[/color] Good timing on Kazuya's part, as always,
[color=9f2b68]"Now, while the rest of the crew was taking down Cortex, I commissioned Blade to go behind the scenes and secure some intel from Cortex's database. My thoughts were in the confusion, he would be able to slip in and out easily. However, we lost contact with him some time ago. your mission is simple: Find Blade and assist him with his mission. Any Questions?[/color]

"How long is prep time, and where shall I convene for dispatchment?"

[color=9f2b68]Wheels up the second you are ready. Time is of the essence, FBI and News Media are already at the scene after the mission. They will all over the building. We can use the GPS on Blade's equipment to find him, but if he's injuries, you will need to bring him back and complete the mission. Due to the nature of the data and the amount of guards, you are not permitted to engage any civilian targets. If they have any reason to believe G-corp had something to do with this mess, it'll cost us greatly.[/color]

"Understood, sir. I'll be ready in 5."

"Ahem." There was a small tap on her shoulder, and Violet was grinning like a cat who caught a mouse. holding up a hanger with a bag over it, he happily declared, "I believe you're forgetting your cosplay~!"

Generic NPC 22 · Apr 14, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | Airship Rising Dawn | Hanger
///The Meat Locker///

Katya Rostikova's VTOL was the last to glide into the Rising Dawn's hanger. The pilot grumbled under his breath at having had to make a second run to MIT in order to pick up the Dawn's resident Haxxx0r H3r01n3 and her newly acquired troops. Though he might have thought that he hadn't been heard, B3WP's audio enhancing algorithms had in fact picked up the pilot's commentary at missing the latest episode of HACK THE PRANETU! If the comment hadn't maligned Katya's parentage so much, she might have been in the mood to inform the pilot that the host of the VidCast was Katya's very own older sister, Irina Rostikova.

The sound of boots landing on the Hanger floor reverberated off of its bare metal walls and caused many a technician to turn to see what the cause of all the racket was before turning back to keep from losing their lunch. The Infested Terrans weren't a pretty sight. Many of them were still wearing their heavily damaged Terran Space Marine armor, armor that had been breached by bullet fire or blade. Many of them had exposed organs on display or sections of flesh that had been burnt or blown off. Thankfully for the crew, they wouldn't have to deal with the undead Marines for very long. Unlike the rest of the crew, Katya's troops had minimal requirements. All they needed was a place to stand where it was cold to keep them from decomposing and stinking up the ship.

Luckily, the Airship's hanger had been outfitted with a cold storage room with sufficient space for the 30 infested Terran Marines.

"Alright d00ds g3t going!" The Haxxx0r H3r01n3 ordered. The crew had been exposed to Katya's unusual method of speech for so long that they were finding it much easier to understand her.

At the sound of her voice, the Cortex's former Merc Guards began to file into the cold storage room, the last of their number closing the door behind them. While they were in there, B3WP's nano-agents would begin the long task of repairing the armor and the bodies of the dead so that they wouldn't be so disturbing to look at.

With her clean up done, Katya decided that it was time for a little R & R. As she headed directly for the Ship's Canteen, she spotted the shippable duo of Elise and Violet, giving the Spider Queen a wolf whistle as she passed.

"H3y h0tt13. M30w M30w!" The Young Woman said rather loudly before exiting the Canteen.

As she entered, she gave Teri's bartending friend a friendly "SUP!" before reaching the bar, its smooth polished surface gleaming despite the fact that the Canteen's ambient lights were set on low for a more relaxing atmosphere.

"Sup! G1mm3 a ch0c0l@t3 milkshake pl33z." The young girl ordered as she settled into a nearby chair, waiting for the rest of the crew to file in.

StormShaun · Apr 14, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: The Rising Dawn | Hanger | Team Paaaaartay~

The party began as the retrieval squad returned. Tones were happy, people interacted casually, and drinks were being acquired just like the many bullets used up. The personnel on-board the Rising Dawn were cheerful, thanks to their newest victory. Even G-Corp soldiers were less formal than usual. All of this, of course, did not apply to the captive, Cortex, his brown stain emitting a horrendous smell that only made people question his body structure. Of course, thanks to that stench, the soldiers had a bit of corrupted fun on the way here.

Wanderer

Wanderer's VTOL arrived late, but there was a reason for that. As the doors opened still a meter above the ground, damaged G-Corp soldiers sprawled out, as if a clown car carried one too many people. One certain soldier cowered by the edge, but was rewarded with a boot to the rear and his face smashed into the ground. The offender was none other than a N7-wearing, crimson-eyed Wanderer, one who could probably damage the festive surroundings.

With one hand giving the group 'the bird', and another holding a black and gold revolver [http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/fallout/images/7/72/RangerSequoia.png/revision/latest?cb=20110207052315], the crazed man announced to the room, "The Doctor is in!" Sadistic smirk naturally dressing the shadow's face. The VTOL landed on the ground and Wanderer sat on the edge, pointing the gun at the pilots, "Out, out! This isn't yours anymore, I'm taking a reward, and a shit-show party ain't gonna be it!"

Turning his mad eyes to the CEO of G-corp, Wanderer waved his gun around. "I hope you don't mind, moneybags." He said, tongue cheekily hanging out, and a tone sounding more like a statement than a request. "Anyway. Don't harm that midget too much. My more inferior side will want a look at him." He said, ending his demands with a cackle that would make Cortex wet his pants even more, yet his eyes spoke seriously when he held the gun, and it was more than likely the person who approached him would be shot.

Storm and Alpha

The couple arrived with everyone else, fatigue hanging off their moods and limbs. Yet the surprising festive mood elevated their own. Storm smiled with gentleness as everything became something special. Alpha on the other hand gripped his arm in amazement as they walked along to the canteen. Both were eager for rest, but they believed that everyone deserved a drink or two.

Coming through to the canteen, the mood was the same. "

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[color=nvayblue]Heeeeeello![/color]

" Alpha addressed, tone hoping to combine her own cheeriness to the atmosphere. Storm on the other hand came in, and saw the many people, though one was immediately spottable, none other than the new Spider-Queen. Rubbing his temple, he looked around, and it was as if she were already here for several months. "I wonder how Tomoya would react to this?" He said, but his smile betrayed himself, he would not lower his mood, especially when she was happy.

They approached the bar counter, impressive and maintained like always. Alpha looked at the impressive lighting display, and greeted Katya that was next to their seats. Storm gave a wave to David as he approached the bartender. "Good evening. The day is busy, hopefully the soldiers haven't stolen all of the alcohol." He said, his memory remind him of the many times he had drunk with his many squad-mates over the times. Alcohol did not affect him, but he still liked the taste of some beverages.

"I'll have an appletini." Storm said, fiddling with his white hair. "Ah, I can't wait to get out of this outfit. I feel like a shrine maiden. Oi, A, what do you want?" He looked to the side to Alpha who talked to Katya. "

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Pina colada please

." She called back, still in her Sayaka Miki cosplay. "And one of those ... and don't worry about her age." He said smiling.

The President of the United ~~States~~ Saints. [http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/saintsrow/images/1/1a/Iron_Saint_Outfit_SRIV.png/revision/20150210200906] and Johnny Gat.
Location: Abandoned Warehouse | USA: outside of DC | Avatar Adventure.

On the console, The President's head became wet with sweat. He was busy with his choice, mind exploring the many possibilities. For one, he could kill the man, possibly harming his VP. Two, one button could make him shit himself and annoy David. Or three, he could make him hit on Keith David, then shit himself, then try to sex the Vice President, of course, this only came to his mind because Keith David accidentally exploded his ship in a bottle ... and ate his pudding, even after The President placed his name on it.

Yet, feeling like he needs to do more for his cause and campaign. The President submitted the order to make the man stop the car, get out, take off all of his clothes, pull out his gun, go crazy, get himself arrested, and finally speak about how Vega is totally evil and stuff ... and that he punched several baby seals at the zoo.

000Ronald · Apr 15, 2015

MIT Convention: Main Concord/Ost: Rock It/Pack Attack (Metal Cover) [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XsWSFmsX3aU]: Nadalia, Rugal, Icarus, Boss, Insano, Katya, James David, Cortex!

Boss

"[color=00ad83]That...[/color]" Insano began, but was stopped by Boss.

"I'm 'a teleport this one back on the ship." Boss said, and proceeded to do just that, appearing in the hallway in front of his and Edge's room.

"You can crash here if you need to." Boss said very quietly. "Just don't wake up Edge. He gets...grumpy."

"[color=00ad83]OK...[/color]" Insano said. "[color=00ad83]Why didn't you just teleport us into the room?[/color]"

"Because Edge gets grumpy." Boss said. "I literally just explained that. And try to avoid Kazuya. Because of the death."

"[color=00ad83]Because of the-[/color]" Before Insano could finish, Boss was gone.

Boss re-appeared with the rest of The Rising Dawn, who were climing into the transports. Climbing into a pod with Rugal, he said "Kazuya said he was gonna kill Insano. Put his fist through a wall next to his head. Just throwing this out there-I don't like him, and I don't like him being on The Rising Dawn."

Rugal nodded, but said nothing the rest of the way to the ship.

[color=00ad83]Insano[/color]

"[color=00ad83]-death.[/color] Insano said, apparently to thin air. "[color=00ad83]Right.[/color]"

Insano shook his head and opened the door to Edge and Boss's room. It was...empty? Well, no one was here, but there was lots of stuff. Snack wrappers, scraps of paper, odd debris that insano didn't feel like scanning...but more than that was the books. Hundreds of books, strewn around and stacked on top of each other as high as Insano's eyeballs in places, all with little rhyme or reason beyond being centered around a large wooden desk and chair. One corner of the room, occupied by what could be charitably called a hammock (but was really more a large wool blanket with a pair of metal rods rammed through it and held up by chains), was the only area of the room completely clear of debris. Hanging on the wall opposite the desk were twenty-odd swords in various states of disrepair or completion. Underneath the hammock was a large footlocker; it, however, was closed, and Insano didn't feel like poking around inside it.

Insano walked over to the desk, and picked up one of the books. It was a paperback; The Completed Works of William Shakespeare. [color=00ad83]Well, good taste, I guess.[/color] Insano thought. He put the book down, then scanned one of the large stacks of books. It was half fantasy literature, half new-age gobbeldy gook. Good fantasy, mind; Tolken and Moorcock and Jim Butcher (and a couple of others Insano didn't know offhand), but it was intercut by books about remote viewing and chakras and the Chinese and western zodiac. Insano shook his head. [color=00ad83]Or maybe not.[/color]

Deciding he had no desire to stay in here, Insano walked out of the room, and decided to see if there was something resembling a lab on the ship. He hadn't re-calibrated his prosthetics since he got on the ship, and if he didn't do that soon it was going to cause him some trouble.

Ryan, Faith and Edge sat for several moments in akward silence. Edge genuinely had no idea how he was going to get back with the two of them. Ryan might be a Traveler, but Edge was pretty sure if that was the case he would have brought them back or...something. And even then, there was another problem; Luke promised to bring back one person, not two, and Edge was pretty sure that these two were a package deal.

"Sooo..." Ryan began. "Why don't you tell me and Faith about your-"

Just then, Ryan's phone began ringing. Despite his surprise, Ryan picked up the phone and answered.

"[color=eca222]You rang?[/color]"

"Umm..." Ryan said. "...no?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was quiet for a moment, then sighed. "[color=eca222]Give the phone to the man in the ninja outfit, if you would be so kind?[/color]"

Ryan, still taken aback, handed the phone to Edge. "It's for you."

Edge nodded, and took the phone. "Who is this?"

"[color=eca222]Luke. You met me in a bar?[/color]" the voice on the other end of the phone said. "[color=eca222]Are Faith's abilities to your satisfaction?[/color]"

A hundred questions raced through Edge's mind, not the least of which was what the fuck had he just gotten himself into? A Traveler, even a powerful Traveler, was something he was accustomed to dealing with. But travelers usually couldn't call phone lines in entirely different worlds.

But Edge bit his tounge, and gave away nothing. "Yeah. Little bit more than I was expecting, honestly."

"[color=eca222]Good, good. So you're ready to come back, then?[/color]"

Edge looked back over to Ryan and Faith. "There might be a bit of a-"

"[color=eca222]Don't worry about the extra baggage. As long as you're not bringing the tutor's entire family, I'm willing to be flexible.[/color]"

Edge had dealt with powerful supernatural beings in the past, both willingly and unwillingly. He had even gotten lucky and killed a handful of them after they double crossed him. And not once-not once, even when the thing he was dealing with was old, sickly and dying-had they been willing to be flexible. And so...Edge was completely at a loss for words.

After several moments of silence, Luke spoke up again. "[color=eca222]Are you still there?[/color]"

"Yeah." Edge said. "Yeah, I'm...ready whenever you are."

Instantly the room began to darken; only the light on the monitor remained. That same gut-wrenching feeling from before, like being in an elevator being yanked through mid-air. And that strange sound, like the rustling of feathers, and...

The darkness left in something like an explosion, and Ryan, Faith, and Edge found themselves sitting in the bar in The Rising Dawn. People were shuffling out of the bar, and from the sound of it, there were ships getting ready to dock in the landing bay.

Luke, still cleaning that same glass, smiled. "[color=eca222]Welcome back. I hope your trip was uneventful?[/color]

NotYetForsaken · Apr 15, 2015

Avatar Adventure
Location: Canteen | Rising Dawn

Azan

Azan leaned back in his chair. His arms were sore. It felt good to be bare of that heavy stone armor he had worn before. The amount of men he put out today was good. A workout for the aging man. Azan smiled, his mustache bristled in a chill breeze. The Canteen was filled with life. A teenage girl came in with a strut, plopping herself on the bar and demanding something of the tender. Azan couldn't understand the language she was speaking. Too old to learn, too old to care.

He closed his eyes and kept to himself. That steel polearm held close to his side.

Still he could not shake a feeling. The same feeling he had felt during his inquisition into Midland. The presence of demons. A crimson clad woman took a seat besides the tech-savvy youth. She was silent, Azan could tell, but she was not without her own menacing aura.

Faust

There are a great many things that were hard to understand. Faust whispered her order to the bartender. Gin and tonic. Something simple. Katya smiled impishly at her own good fortune. A confidence borne out of equal parts capability and youthful arrogance. The collective had tried to contact this one many times to no avail. At last he had relented and sent a physical, more human emissary, to her.

"Girl," Faust said. The bartender handed the drink to Faust. She took it in her hand and absentmindedly swirled the liquid within. "Katya. I would speak to you. Do you reciprocate?"

He Who Would be God
Chapter: 4 Observing Eyes, the Nature of Observers
Location: Swedish

Red Mage

The right of God is creation, the right of man is destruction. That is the rule of nature. Mankind cannot create anything without first sacrifice something of equal value. "Who was the one who first told me that?" Red Mage said, his thin lips pulled into a kindly smile, "I do wonder." Red Mage put his weight on his staff with some effort. "However, I believe that is reason enough for us to include you in our... rebellious plans." He extended a hand to Ruby.

She was snuggled against Deborah that it seemed she was an extension of the Blue Sorceress' body. This silly gender swap of me has aged better than myself. Deborah was stroking Ruby's hair instinctively.

Ruby looked at his extended has as if it were an alien entity. She made no move to break away from the warmth of her 'mother.'

Oberon tugged lightly at Titania and she slid off of his body. He got up and returned to the kitchen saying that he would make some dinner for the group. Lucieon declined the invitation citing his need to complete another field report at the Nexus. I dismissed him.

"We are in difficult times right now Mr. Bewp," Red Mage said as he took a seat between Titania and Deborah. His red robes made a soft scraping noise as it fell around him. "It is not the same as the time that I committed my rebellion. I no longer seek to seize control of my fate. I know now that it was folly." He reached behind Deborah and she jumped.

"Watch where you're grabbing!" Deborah was indignant. Had she too fallen under Ruby's spell?

"Calm down, I was just getting this," I held her grimoire in my hand. "I know it was futile now, though at the time it seemed possible. But look. Where is an author in relationship to the universe of his book?" Red Mage flipped Deborah's grimoire open. Pages and pages of text written in black ink blurred into a muffled haze. "The story does not move until the author wills it. The author exists simultaneously at the beginning and the end. Everything we do is dictated by the logic of that ephemeral mind. What use is it to rebel against when it was their will to begin with?" Red Mage sighed and observed several moments of silence. "Then what are we doing now if all things will resolve itself? Well as far as I know the author's will is not absolute. It is still bound by some semblance of internal logic. If he cannot justify an even to himself then that event cannot happen. As of now the only logical endings we have observed are horrendous realities."

Oberon returned with several dishes. He lay them out on the table before them. There were soft fresh baked pastries topped with fruit, honey, and powdered sugar. There were savory breads filled with roast meats. Bowls of onion soup garnished with cheese and small balls of white-red mochi.

"Please, eat," as stoic as Oberon was, he was beaming with pride at his works. RM took a bowl of soup and drank it with one hand. It had a sharp, biting flavor to it that wasn't wholly off putting. Titania picked up some mochi and put it in her mouth. She leaned over and let Oberon bite the other half. Red Mage turned away before he could see what happened next. The estranged couple deserved what little time that had together he supposed.

"We're fighting our circumstances so that their world can continue to exist in happiness. We're fighting to earn our happy ending."

Lucieon turned and left with Kyre. Titania watched them go, fuming silently at their cool indifference to Oberon's cooking.

"But I have to consider another thing. I know that you have come into contact multiple times with our old friend BlackHarte. What did his motivations ever strike you as? From what you know both before and after you came to this world. It has become increasingly difficult to understand what exactly his motives are with his increasingly erratic actions."

Generic NPC 22 · Apr 15, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | Airship Rising Dawn | The Canteen
///@KatyR: Beat the tar out of NeKo. Sippin' a drink on the Dawn #BDE///

The Rising Dawn's resident H@xxx0r H3r01n3 was feeling rather pleased with herself as she sipped on the bendy straw that the bartender had so thoughtfully included with her Chocolate Shake. Between the rather delicious shake and the fact that her online arch nemesis, Doctor Neo Cortex, aka NeCo had been beat to a bloody, smelly, dooky stained pulp, there didn't seem much in the way that the day could get better... unless...

"Hey Luke. Could I get a ... ummm... Jager Bomb?" The girl asked, not entirely sure what it was but sure that the drinking forums on 23Chan had mentioned that it would provide in the way of taste, alcohol content and energy boost.

As she waited for the rather simple drink, consisting of a Jagermeister shot that would be dropped into a cup of Red Bull, she noticed the Lady in Red sitting next to her.

"Katya. I would speak to you. Do you reciprocate?" The woman named Faust said. her dress rustling as she edged closer to Little Miss Guttermouth.

"#Huh?" The young woman sort of grunted as she noticed the peculiar manner in which she had been addressed. The woman didn't sound like an ESL [footnote]English as Second Language[/footnote] graduate but it didn't sound like it was her native tongue either, "Do I know you?"

The second peculiar thing about the woman was the fact that she knew Katya's name. Having been a member of the Rising Dawn's crew for only a short time, there hadn't even been enough time for her personal info to be added to the personnel database. If this lady knew Katya, it was from somewhere else. Still, if she had made it onto the Rising Dawn, she couldn't possibly be any sort of trouble, right?

"Uh... sure. #Whatevs!" Katya added as she took the Jager Bombs x 3 from Luke.

~Clink~

~GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG~

"Ahhhhh!"

~Clink~

~GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG~

"Whoa... thash kinda strong..."

~Clink~

~GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG~

"Ahhhhh! Brrrrrrr! Gud gud" The slightly sloshed young woman slurred before turning to Faust, "So, wut?"

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Paradigm Story | Sweden | House of Oberon

As BEWP attempted to analyse the situation that Red Mage had summarized in relation to the Authors, Ruby had hopped off of the chair where she had been nestled with her mother Deborah, shyly walking over to the table where the food had been placed by Mister Oberon. Moving to take one of the many puffed pastries that had been arranged before her, the sound of someone clearing her throat caused the young girl to pause and look at her Mother Titania. There was a brief plaintive look that marred the child's face as she moved to take one of the meat filled breads, a pirogi, and took a small experimental bite. Though she was usually opposed to the inclusion of vegetables in her food, Ruby did rather like the cooks bits of carrot, peas and potato that had been mixed with the slow stewed beef.

"Mmmmm! This is delicious Mister Oberon! Thank you!" Ruby exclaimed before plopping back on the chair where Deborah sat, politely munching on the dish. The next time Ruby's mouth opened, however, it was BEWP that spoke.

Code:

"Until my arrival in this world, my relationship to Blackharte was unclear.  My files indicate however, that while I was primarily designed to augment the human body, a secondary and undisclosed goal for the project that produced me was the replication of Subject Blackharte's functionality through existing technology.  It appears that one of these desired functions was the power of Observation, though the function call itself is labeled as Authorship.  As for his motivations, I am still unaware as to what they are exactly.  Through his agents actions, the trend would indicate his goal is our destruction, however, in speaking with him, he assures me that this is not the case.  He even went so far as to warn me about another Observer."

BEWP paused to allow Ruby to take another bite of the pirogi and another and another. Clearly she was enjoying the food, though her parents may have seen her performing these same actions in order to get to her dessert in a timely manner. It was Deborah that cleared her throat this time, telling Ruby to slow down as bits of bread and stewed juices stained the front of her jacket. There was a slight crackling sensation as the clothing that Ruby wore was suddenly replaced by that of a sun dress, complete with bonnet, an outfit that reminded Ruby of home.

Code:

"As for the issue with the Authors, as ephemeral as their minds are, it would be difficult to determine our ultimate fate and the ultimate fate of our home plane.  From a psychological perspective and given my observations, you are correct in the assumption that they are gifted in the realm of destruction.  It does seem likely that our home plane will inevitably continue to suffer under a continued cycle of crisis, especially when it relates to those who crew the Airship Rising Dawn.  Again, this would lend credence to your original rebellion against the Authors as being the correct action to ensure the home plane's continued survival.  There is however, the fact that despite the repeated calamities that befalls the world, the population has adapted.  The United States, in particular, had been struck several times but it appears that they were able to repair the destruction in less than a year."

Ruby had finished her pirogi and hopped off the chair to grab one of the pastries.

Code:

"I will continue to aid Miss Titania and Miss Deborah and you as well.  If not for the goals you stated, at least because it appears that Young Miss Ruby truly enjoys your company."

Orinon · Apr 15, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures
Location: The Rising Dawn | Hanger | Elise, Kazuya, Violet, Icarus

After Teri's lecture to Kazuya Icarus appeared from the shadows, the Half-Angel was pretty resourceful, and could easily get around undetected if needed.
"Hey Um Kazuya I know this is a bit abrupt but I have two really quick questions, one I sent you some information On Cortex's production order, I sent it to violet that I found it, I don;t know if he got it.
And Numbero 2 Do you know where that Sirknight- Erm Gardevoire, the one that's a Strider she seemed upset and I got a present for her, but Obviously I can't just mail it to her, So umm if you could help I'd be indebted to you and I always pay my debts."

Kazuya merely stared at Icarus, still not quite over all the hassle the Angel had caused him back in Tokyo with Darkside.
[color=9f2b68]"Dr. Violet received your message. We have yet to process it in full, on account of how..."Public" the mission became. The intel will prove useful, considering the fact that Dr. Cortex doesn't look like he's going to be able to talk, willingly or otherwise.

As for Ms. Jenny, you are asking the wrong person. I stay out of Strider Affairs and they stay out of mine. If you wish, I could inform Blade of your request and he might be able to provide a mailing address once he returns from his mission. I'm having him run post-op tape scrubbing, lest we all be deemed "College Mass Shooters". Once he returns, I'll send him your way. Dismissed."[/color]
Kazuya then returned to his duties Icarus knew not to press further, The Man was as sociable as ever.

After he got his answer he moved to the lounge, outside there was a very large balcony that was in the open air, it was quite a view. He loved the way it was decorated with its fine white tile floor it made him think of a dance floor, as he thought about it he began to think about back when he was younger an idea cam to mind with a smile on his face he took out his miniature handheld he had a few songs on file that he had learned to dance to, he didn't listen to a lot of music but in his home he had been shown how to dance and it was a lot of fun. An idea came to mind he looked around trying to find some sort of device to talk to the AI's but he couldn't quite find it.
"Uh Dmitri? Vermilion? Hologram people? can you hear me or do I just seem like a crazy person, talking to myself...."
He paused he suspected he had just answered his own question.

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 16, 2015

The Rising Dawn: Training Room: Rugal, Angelus

Once he had discarded that damn outfit, Rugal went about his usual routine, getting cleaned up, checking in on Slindis and Melethia and he was then about to hit the training room to un-wind after the day.
That and it seemed to be the last place any of G-corp's people went to, which was reason enough for him, they had been on the ship for only 2 days and he was already sick of the sight of them, esspecially after Boss went on about how Kazuya threatened Insaneo.
As he entered, he was greeted with the sight of the resident dragon, burning a bunch of testing dummies with her magic, changing between a sudden flash fire to a slow painful burn as he worked out her anger.
As she was making one melt by super-heating the ground beneath it, Rugal revealed himself by throwing his rubber chicken mask into the head of one of the dummies in the pyre.
"Personally, I think he makes it look better, don't you?..." He remarked as he walked up to her as she resumed her "Cooking".
Glancing around, he noticed the rather large amount of ash in the room, she had been doing this for some time.
"...You appear to be someone who's upset...Do you wish to talk about it or shall I leave you to your catharsis?..."

Rising Dawn: Canteen/Bar: David, Caim, Storm, Alpha, Kayta, Azan, Faust, Luke

David was never one to turn down a good brewing session, especially after a mostly successful mission.
Seeing a few of his comrades having the same idea only make it that much easier for him to say yes.
"Well, nice to see we beat the rush. G-corp's lunch hour mustn't be here yet. Hmmm, I'm feeling a tourist mood, given me a Kentucky Bourdon if you have one." He said as he took a seat by the bar, placing his cowboy hat on the counter, he wasn't going to bother changing for a while, if anything, this get up gave him more functionality in battle then his old outfit
It was then that he glanced over and saw the AI Hologram..."Thingy" drinking.
"Whoa-...You sure you want to do that? Ain't there like electronics or something inside ya? I mean, I'm not a computer buff, but moisture and circuits don't really mix..." He then asked before the AI could take a sip.
That concern soon went out the window as Katya downed 3 Jager Bombs in a row, instantly making him pity her friend who was sat beside her.
"Oh man...Hey, Mephistopheles (Faust), word of warning, she'll be bouncing off the walls like crazy in a few minutes. if she doesn't have a heart attack first. [http://www.independent.ie/irish-news/teenager-suffered-three-heart-attacks-after-drinking-10-jagerbombs-30071518.html]" He warned, only then realizing something.
"...Also, I don't think we've met. We pick up you at MIT?."

The President of the United ~~States~~ Saints. [http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/saintsrow/images/1/1a/Iron_Saint_Outfit_SRIV.png/revision/20150210200906] and Johnny Gat.
Location: Abandoned Warehouse | USA: outside of DC | Avatar Adventure.

"...Why did we stop?..." Keith David asked before his drive suddenly jumped out of the car before stripping naked and firing his gun in the air, screaming that Vega was a evil spirit from an Asian village...or something like that, the mic seemed to only be inside the car.
But as the President was dicking about, a sudden gun shot filled the air.
"DAMMIT! WHAT PART OF STAY ON THE GROUND DO YOU BITCHES DON'T GET?!" Gat screamed as the alarm went off, The leader of the free world looking to see a dead body slummed next to a hidden alarm button.
This was then followed by a message appearing on the monitors in the room, flashing as it went on about the deployment of a base countermeasure, as shown by a pod rising up from the ground on one of the camera feeds as some strange figure walked out of it.
"Alright, guess we can be expecting company th-...-The fuck?..." Gat then said as there was now a man in a Bitching looking jacket [http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/161/0/d/K_O_F__Krizalid_colored_by_kechap.jpg] staring them down as the staff all looked nervous.
"Ach, Youse wee mingers, are youse heads cut? Faffin' and Hoakin' about me gaffers place? Youse all peelers?! Ohhh, fecking ragin' now, I'm going to lamp yer jaunties!" He spoke in a alien voice that seemed to sound human or in a thick Belfast accent.
Right on cue, he "Discarded" [http://www.fightersgeneration.com/characters2/kofKrizalid2Animated.gif] his nice jacket before suddenly lashing out at Gat, shoulder tackling him hard enough to ram him clean though one of the consoles in the room before turning his attention the president, striking at his armored suit

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Strider Hime AKA Furiae Caerleon [https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/40/91/c3/4091c3263b3e9c33ce96fa9f989b2af8.jpg]
Location: MIT Ruins | USA: Cambridge, Massachusetts

[color=9f2b68]"Mission Start: Katana's locator is on the southern side of the 3rd floor, near the Administrators Office. Avoid contact with anyone. Once you find Katana, find the state of his mission and assist in it's completion."[/color]

Furiae soon found herself walking towards the aftermath of her brother's mission and BOY did it show.
The entire street outside the building was filled with medical vehicles, the entire city fire department and every FBI agent in the state, they were treating this more as a terrorist attack then anything else (Then again, it did look like one).
Hoards of frightened and wounded students and cosplayers were lined up by a series of tents set up in the parking lot while FBI agents locked down the building and the Fire Department assisted in getting people out of the unstable parts of the building.
The main concord was totally ruined and impassable, The roof was still an option, that's where Blade went missing according to the Intel, but the issue there was getting up there without being noticed by .
There was also a passage being used by the fire department in order to get into the building from the side, namely where Cortex was sent flying though the wall and there was still the loading bay in the back.
There was still a swarm of Agents everywhere, but if she could snag one of their outfits, she could waltz right in (Provided she could pull off the disguise).
Blade was here somewhere...time to get him out.

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Apr 18, 2015

The Rising Dawn: Brig: Deadshot, Doom, Cortex

After his defeat, Cortex soon found himself being shoved into a dirty cell surrounded by armed guards, something that up until now he had been lucky to avoid in his career, but luckily(?) he was too banged up to really let the fear of dying in this place sink in.
"Hey New Guy, Check out the New-er Guy!" Deadshot happily said as Doom looked out of his cell, freezing for a moment as he saw his friend a ruined mess right in front of him.
Cortex was shoved onto the floor of his cell, groaning from the MASSIVE fucking headache he got from all the beatings he received.
[color=004d]"...C-c-Cortex?....No....No! E-e-Elise said tha-"[/color]
"That they wouldn't hurt him if you snitched him out? Come on, I know you're thick but I thought you'd at least be able to listen to those who aren't, like me!" The Assassin interrupted, saying one key detail loud enough to get Cortex's attention.
[color=b4b4]"...Wait....Doom....Doom Sold me out?..."[/color] Cortex asked as he had a defeated look on his face.
[color=004d]"...Whoa-Buddy, it wasn't lik-"[/color]
"'Fraid so, Baldy. 'Fraid so, Old'Doom-n-Gloom sold you up the river for a plushie..." Deadshot interrupted once more as he pointed to the pink silk figure sitting on Doom's bed.
[color=b4b4]"...Bullshit."[/color] The Smaller of the duo spat as he glared at Doom before asking [color=b4b4]"...Doom...What did you do?..."[/color]

Being put on the spot, Doom wasn't exactly in a position to explain to his "Former" Friend that he helped to bring about his downfall.
[color=b4b4]"...DOOM!?"[/color]
[color=004d]"...Cortex, They said they wouldn't hurt yo-"[/color]
[color=b4b4]"AND YOU FUCKING BELIEVED THEM!? OH THAT'S JUST GREAT. I had it all, you know? Money, Power, Freedom, BITCHES! But nnoooooooo, Had to fuck me over because you were thick enough to let yourself get caught. You stupid prick! I'm going to fucking kill you!"[/color] Cortex started screaming as he attempted to reach Doom from the bars of his cell, prompting the guards to restrain him.
"Aye...Hellva of a friend he is, eh?..Heeeeeee-heheheh..." Deadshot chuckled, as if there was a joke he was only in on while Doom looked on, realizing that it was his fault that Cortex was here too, a fact that made him curl up in the corner once more while the Guards got Cortex under control, all while a certain cleric entered the room.
"Oh, Hey Teri, how'd the mission go?..." Deadshot casually asked while Doom wept in one corner and Cortex tried to bite off the face of a guard in the other.

NotYetForsaken · Apr 18, 2015

Avatar Adventure
Location: Canteen | Rising Dawn

Faust

Faust took the entire drink in one swallow and then placed the glass on the counter. "I want to speak to you about a girl. She was much like yourself, though her relationship with her better half was never so fluid. How is it that you interface with your better half?" Faust felt something in her stomach stir. A warm heat that beat against her innards. It was uneasy.

"Oh man," a man said while approaching Faust, "Hey, Mephistopheles, word of warning, she'll be bouncing off the walls like crazy in a few minutes. if she doesn't have a heart attack first."

Faust turned around as the bartender refilled her drink.

"Also, I don't think we've met. We pick up you at MIT?"

Faust shook her head, hair falling in cascades around her shoulders. "I have been on the ship for a long time. I am part of the support staff. I am Sir Edward's niece." Faust's vision blurred a little and her words came a little softer, "I... uh... wow. I didn't expect a drink to be that strong." She rubbed her eyes and then returned her eyes to David. She smiled weakly, her lips were painted a bright red, "my name is actually Faust. You were close though."

He Who Would be God
Chapter: 5 - Preemptive Strike, The Pawn
Location: Oberon's Estate | Sweden

Red Mage

Selmy smiled brightly, masking something awkward behind her cheerful demeanor, "Ruby's so popular now!" She put her hand on the nape of Ruby's neck and ran her fingers along the scruff of her neck and her back. "Oh, its just because you're so damned cute."

Red Mage leaned into the chair and closed his eyes "Another Observer? If it is separate from the ones we have already observed then this is most distressing news. An Observer that BlackHarte himself is worried about." Red Mage shook his head and played with the fringe of his hat between his thumb and forefinger. "I apologize, but I might have to ask you to go on an expedition. Away from this world into the World of Darkness so that you can interface directly with BlackHarte and figure out what his true intentions are. Will you do that for me?"

GamerXZ · Apr 18, 2015

Well, it seemed like the battle against Cortex was finally wrapping up and the gang had returned to their base, the Rising Dawn, for a bit of rest and relaxation. James and his Tarot friends had decided it would be best to accompany them for the time being. It wasn't like they had anything better to do anyways. Plus, it would probably be good practice for coming out of his shell instead of being a Shrinking Violet all the time. Yes, he spends alot of time on TV Tropes, why do you ask?

So yeah, here he was, in the canteen's kitchen and whipping together a little something for the gang...with Ginka's help anyways.

She'd ditched her wings and was wearing an apron for this occasion,"Let's see, we pour in the mixture like this, press the pan down and...walaa! Takoyaki!" Ginka giggled to herself,"Hehe...still haven't lost my touch! Now than, drizzle some sauce over them and...we're done!" She picked up the trays and headed out into the canteen area,"Who wants Takoyaki?"

bluerocker · Apr 18, 2015

Diablo1099 said:
Dis homeskillet right here wrote some dialogue with me. Props to him.

The Rising Dawn: Training Room: Rugal, Angelus

"...You appear to be someone who's upset...Do you wish to talk about it or shall I leave you to your catharsis?..."
Angelus's posture relaxed at Rugal's query, before the dragon-in-human-guise stretched, popping her back and neck before answering, "I'm...I'm alright. A little irritated, but alright."
Her nose crinckled at the smell of the burning rubber, before she increased her flames to melt the remnants of the mask, "I'm irritated because my little ones ran off without so much a message or a thought towards myself and Caim. It's not to say that I don't trust them or their abilities, but I know that there are others who would not be above holding them ransom to get back at me. Caim blowing off my anger didn't help either, especially when he was as worried as I during that event... I am a dragoness who has lived hundreds of human lives, I do not appreciate being 'dismissed' so wantonly..."

Rising Dawn: Canteen/Bar: David, Caim, Storm, Alpha, Kayta, Azan, Faust, Luke, Ryan, Faith, James/Ginka

Code:

"I'll take a whiskey myself. Single-malt."

Taking his drink and beginning to nurse it, Caim's PDA began to speak to David,

Code:

"Ah.. I forgot about the selection here. It almost makes me want to try that little number I did at the wedding, sans the salad dressing."

That was when Ginka walked into the Canteen/Bar area bearing her snack and asking, "Who wants Takoyaki?"

Code:

"Taco-what?"

Serving everyone their respective drinks, Luke turned his attention to the new Gardevoir and Ryan, [color=eca222]"Sangria, was it? You're in luck, I happen to have some made waiting in the fridge. I do hope you like Sangria blanco..."[/color]
Pouring a lighter colored version of the drink and passing it to Faith, he then spoke to Ryan, [color=eca222]"My name is Lucas Cypress, but 'Luke' is enough. I am but a simple bartender in this place; something of a hobby, if you will. "[/color]

Rising Dawn: Brig Doom, Cortex, Deadshot, Teri, Garm

Riding in on Garm like the Princess she was dressed up as, Teri gave an assessment of the room with a mixture of surprise and confusion, before offering a very understandable query, [color=0E59E4]"Deadshot, what happened here?"[/color]
"ohhh, Baldy is pissed that Metal-Head over there screwed him over for a plushie."

Quirking an eyebrow, the Cleric began to dismount from her canine mount, voicing her doubts as she did so, [color=0E59E4]"Uh...huh... I feel like you're not telling me all the details."[/color]
"Hey, calling it as I'm seeing it. Doom-n-Gloom fell for the old "I'm your friend now" routine the spider chick weaved. Wined and Dined and all."
[color=0E59E4]"'Spider chick'? We've got another passenger? And what if she really wanted to be his friend?"[/color]

Deadshot paused at that sentiment, and rolled back on his bed, grabbing his gut as he began to burst out into loud, boistrious laughter, "Pffffff, Hehahahahahahahahahah, ohhhh...Good one, T!"

Eyes narrowing, and not appreciating Deadshot's jab (considering she was doing the same thing), Teri shot back in a calm, flat tone,[color=0E59E4]"Need I remind you about Annie, Deadshot? The possibility of her intentions being pure is there."[/color]
Look, I've been in this line of work longer then you have, Dear. I know when a lady is faking it to get what she wants.
[color=0E59E4]Two things. One, don't call me 'dear'. You're not my Dad and you're not my boyfriend. Two, be that as it may, as I don't know the lady, I'll give you the benefit of a doubt about her intentions. As for mine, I can assure it was as last time - keeping Kazuya away from the lot of you.[/color]
"...Dude, I'm in this brig too. Take it up with the guards, not me."

Perhaps that would bear better fruit than talking with the sharpshooter... Pinching her nose, Teri turned to the guards, her healing Aura extending to the other people in the room before addressing the men currently attempting to hold Cortex back.
[color=0E59E4]"Gentlemen, Mr. Mishima sent me on business as last time. As for you, Doctor, I don't believe we've met."[/color]

Rising DawnIcarus, AI Vermilion

[color=FF5349]

Code:

"Myself or Dimitri can hear you over the surveillance system, Icarus."

[/color]
Vermilion's voice echoed from a speaker overhead, answering Icarus' call, [color=FF5349]

Code:

"Dimitri is busy at the moment, but I can provide adequate enough service. What seems to be the issue?"

[/color]

Strider Hime AKA Furiae Caerleon [https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/40/91/c3/4091c3263b3e9c33ce96fa9f989b2af8.jpg]
Location: MIT Ruins | USA: Cambridge, Massachusetts
Mood Music - Nightshift - Force of Nature [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0eKMDwT6XE]

[color=9f2b68]"Mission Start: Katana's locator is on the southern side of the 3rd floor, near the Administrators Office. Avoid contact with anyone. Once you find Katana, find the state of his mission and assist in it's completion."[/color]

"Right, now to find an access point...."

Scanning the area, Furiae found a female agent who looked about her size and began to shadow the unfortunate "victim", finally cornering the lady and asking sweetly, "I think one of my friends was lost in there. Do you think you could help me find him?"
"I'm sorry, Miss, but you should probably report to the missing persons area like everyone else."
"I'm afraid I can't do that. Sorry."

Before the agent could answer, Furiae had punched her in the gut, and gave a chop on the back of the woman's neck, knocking the unknowing agent unconscious. Now would be the tricky part, getting the outfit on and looking like a legitimate member of the agents...

Several minutes later

Slipping her hair in the hair clip and readjusting her belt (she'd say it was a fashion statement, if anything), Furiae looked over her handywork, her costume now on the agent and she in the Agent's gear. Securing 'her' identification tag (and with a fresh excuse in mind that she redid her hair), it was time for the rest of the infiltration.

Her plan went without a hitch as she sketched her way inside, giving a noncommittal nod whenever anyone spoke her "name". However, once she was finally free from a majority of the agents, she pulled out a small scanner from her utility belt, and began to home in on Blade's signal. Furiae could only hope that the Pokemon wasn't too far gone...

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