Diablo1099 said:
Some Hee Ho keeps writing with me, Hee Ho.
Generic NPC 22 said:
Black Mesa: Lobby/Research Labs [http://wiki.blackmesasource.com/images//9/9e/BMSBackground11.jpg]: Strike Team Vs. Black Mesa Staff
Cyborgs - Caim, Katya
Caim charged headlong into a random direction, which found him in the company of one 1337 HaxX0r and her small retinue of undead cyber zombies. What Caim also took note of was the varying guards, as well as what appeared to be Katya sending on of them headlong into their lines of sight. With a confused expression on his face, the warrior pointed to Katya's troop walking along the corridor, his expression clearing giving question as to what was going on; further aided by the gesture towards his blade.
However, before any further negotiations could be gained, the sound of ripping and tearing filled the air (a sound that Caim was more familiar with creating, rather than hearing), and the cyborgs began to reactivate, alongside an awakening assembly line; seeming to create more of their enemy. With a growl, Caim tapped into the Weapon Wheel and pulled a different weapon [http://lparchive.org/Drakengard/Update%2014/24-crimsonhood1.jpg], replacing Swordsmasher in it's place before turning charging into the fray, his PDA shouting,
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"Cut off that machine, it'll only create more of them! I'll hold them off in the meantime!"
Following this statement was a hefty slice of the ax that Caim had summoned, leaving a nice gash in his opponent, as well as a solid force between him and the 1337 haxX0r.
Demonology - ARES, Blade, Ton Ton
As the group began to advance inward, Ton Ton felt a shiver run up his spine, something instinctual pulling within the core of his being to go towards a different direction from Caim's. Pointing in the direction of the Demonology Lab, Ton Ton's gaze grew steely as he called to the Pokemon acting as his perch, [color=15650D]"That way, please. I sense Daemons afoot."[/color]
"'Demons'..? Geez, Ghost types always give me the creeps."
With a hustle on the Grovyle's part, Ton Ton and Blade found themselves with ARES, who was attempting to reason with the nervous doctor inside, while a group of possessed armor-like beings began to advance towards them. The nagging sensation Ton Ton had felt prior intensified, like a slimy sort of sensation began to wash over him. Ton Ton could best describe it feeling almost as if he was dipped in oil, but it was clear to one thing - the very beings that he was meant to combat, whatever sort of variety existed here, seemed to permeate the very room. Drawing his knife and his lantern, the little creature practically vibrated on his perch as he gave his battle cry, [color=15650D]"BEGONE FROM HERE, DAEMONS! I WILL SEND YOUR ILK BACK TO THE SHADOW!"[/color]
Leaping from Blade's shoulder, Ton Ton angled his descent onto one of the blade-birds, and brought his knife down on any bits he could manage. From what Blade could see of the Tonberry, his usual calm demeanor had disappeared, and became something more akin to a certain other sword wielder....
Bridge/Lobby - Garm, Rugal, Teri
Teri landed on Garm in a small heap, weakly waving her hand to dismiss the eagle from her summoning. With the Cleric safe and sound, Garm couldn't help but notice that his rider was now shaking, the sound of sniffling filling the air. With a concerned whine, Garm began to hurry back to the entrance of the Lobby, wanting to get as far away from the fire fight as possible, while calling over his shoulder, [color=356D60]"Tear-ri, are you hurt?"[/color]
[color=0E59E4][small]"They died right in front of me... And I couldn't do anything..."[/small][/color]
[color=356D60]"Tear-ri, I- ... Let's just get you to Alpha Rugal, okay? This firestorm is no place for either of us!"[/color]
With a hurried gait from the faithful wolf, Garm skidded to a halt in front of Rugal, giving a whine to get the King of Fighters attention, [color=356D60]"Alpha... I need your help."[/color]
The man himself was busy guiding the G-Corp reinforcements to their staging areas when Garm showed up, looking at the wolf before asking "Why? Is there something wron-..." He didn't finish when he saw the state that Teri was in. "...are you alright, dear?..."
Teri blinked slowly upon hearing her father's voice, and softly whispered the same thing she told her wolf, [color=0E59E4][small]"The VTOL... They died right there, and I did nothing."[/small][/color]
Garm weakly spoke up at this point, another whine prefacing his speech, [color=356D60]"I saw the whole thing. When the VTOLs picked up Tear-ri after the thing with the water elemental, some big flying metal things shot it down. Tear-ri had to summon a magic bird to catch her and bring her to land. She's been like this since. I dunno what to do - I can't even hear the angry voice."[/color]
"...Damn...." Rugal sighed, even after all her training and all the battles they were in, Teri was still only human. Taking her off her mount and placing his hands on her shoulders, he then explained "Listen...I know it's hard, but I need you to be strong right now. We are not going to let their deaths be in vain, do you understand?..."
Alongside Rugal's attempt at rousing the Cleric back to functionality, Garm nuzzled his partner's shoulder, gently asking, [color=356D60]I know we say you need to be honest about your feelings and things in general, but Alpha Rugal's right. You can cry on my fur when everything's over, okay?"[/color]
A tense silence overtook the three for what felt like ages, before the Cleric began to blink in response. Gently patting her face with both hands in an attempt to refocus, her Aura flared up again and she spoke properly, clinging gently to Garm's side as she pushed herself back into the fight, [color=0E59E4]"R-Right... Is anyone hurt? What's the current situation?"[/color]
"We are moving into the labs now. Biology, Robotics and Demonology. We are going to push until we are right at Wesker's door. Then you can make sure he doesn't get away with what he has done. It's what those pilots would have wanted..."
Teri grimaced at the thought of the biology lab and the recent deaths of the pilots, and gave a solemn nod, recalling what she gained in the interrogation prior, [color=0E59E4]"Biology...That sounds like what Cortex warned me about. I'll go there with Garm, my magic will be best suited for pushing whatever nasty stuff is there back."[/color]
Following that, the Cleric pulled out another stick of gum and began to chew on half of it, following that with the incantations for Healing Lorecall and Lessor Vigor, giving the trio (and some lucky G Corp Employee) a quick healing boost, as well as a removal of fatigue. Following that, the Cleric willed Sadei into bow form and mounted up on her wolf friend again, before charging into the Biolab. As the two made their way, Garm sent one last message over the rings to Rugal, [color=356D60]
"Thank you Alpha. I was worried I lost her for a minute there."[/color]
"Keep her safe, I need to keep this area secure."
Back outside on the dam: David, Ryan, Nadalia, Elise, Angelus, Cadolbolg vs NOD Attack Bikes
Angelus gave a roar of thanks to the Arachnid Champion and the Iron Queen for their efforts; but did not finish the fight just yet. There were still a few bikers shooting back and forth in the sky, and from what she could see, her normal singular fire blasts would not be enough. She needed speed, and she needed precision, which her homing fire would have to suffice as. That or she needed to be clever. Either way, the dragoness decided that, since the Bikers were so eager to come her way, she might as well make the best of it. As one of the Bikers began to hop in midair, Angelus had held a fireball in her maw, and waited for just the precise moment before - THWOOM! The Biker was enveloped with a ball of dragonfire, the flames twisting the metal, flesh, and rubber of the bike and rider into burnt ash. With a resounding
"HMPH!", the dragon gave a snort of her nostrils as she quipped,
"Which mount of metal wishes to challenge me next? I will burn them all..."
Cadolbolg, on the other hand, had noticed that one of the Bikers began to drive heavily off course and far away from his mother. With a stroke of curiosity and a healthy dose of apprehension, Cadolbolg turned away from the fight between the fire wielders and the spider woman, and tucked his little wings in, diving down towards the bike. That was when he saw that the bike was heading straight towards Faith, who was not only hurt, but holding up barriers as part of the good fight. Feeling anger in his gut, Cadolbolg began to feel a tingling sensation in his mouth, building and building within him the more his outrage grew! Finally, before the bike was able to get close to Faith's barrier, the tiny turtle-dragon let out a charged ball of lightning from his mouth, knocking the little guy backwards in the air[footnote](a la this gif [https://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh459uP18f1qgq4hio1_r1_500.gif])[/footnote] and striking the bike. With the surge of electricity, the driver lost control of the bike and spun out of control, falling off of the side of the dam and turning into a pyroclistic blowout in it's stead.
As for the turtle-dragon? He gave a little wave to Faith in midair, uncertain about what he just did.
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Similar to his Charge Fireball, Cadolbolg has, accidentally, made a Charge lightning ball!
Inside Black Mesa - Inuart
Pushing past the Guards, Inuart settled into his means of escape, and covered his face with his hands. First he was assassinated by Furiae and some entourage of hers, now they had captured his friends (and were ready to capture another), and here he was running from the battle. Even if it was a tactical retreat, everything in his being screamed this was wrong. He should be fighting with his comrades, not being some errand boy... The bard rubbed his temples with a groan, and muttered to himself,
"....When I get to Bison, I will train and I will train hard. They will regret everything they have done. I will be certain of that."
