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

NotYetForsaken · Sep 15, 2015

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: Black Mesa
Certa amittimus dum incerta petimus

Fateless Child

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Huh. What was that. Strange.

Niflheim shook his head. His skin shimmered in the faint light as he shivered.

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Explosions. But no registered users are in that area of the complex.

He raised his head. His neck extended, he moved his head back and forth as if he were a radio dish.

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Dimensional interference field. Recent too. Ill tidings.

He turned toward the Iron Queen, Elise, and Blade - having taken note that Isaneo had left on his own earlier - and spoke softly, "I have reason to believe that there are people in need of assistance." He paused, "One of them is a rather unique creature... the other is a Lamia. They are rather distressed." He paused. There was a lull in his processes. His heart burned.

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What a strange feeling.

"They are in the Tiberium Storage Facility at the moment. I will go ahead and receive them. I will catch up soon."

Niflheim collapsed into himself, turning into a black shadow, and moved away at incredible speeds. He weaved through hallways, down through air vents and across crevices too small for a human eye to see. But he was there, this intangible implacable shadow.

He arrived.

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Radiation readings. Heavy metals. Precious metals. Traces of plutonium. This is an artificial material.

Niflheim set down and his body coiled back into form. Thick musculature around a single flexible spine. He rose. His body a serpent, touched by green light and his skin abyss black.

As he finished forming the Batter jumped over him and tumbled onto the floor, casting a wary eye at the serpent-creature.

Niflheim scattered dust into the air and lit them up like fireflies. The lights scattered the radiation from the Tiberium crystals.

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Ouroboros!

He spoke forcefully.

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[b]"THOUSAND COILS OF THE HUNGRY SERPENT"[/b]

Then he coiled his body around and let loose a barrage of shadows, both physical and illusory against the ceiling above. The ceiling collapsed and blocked the doorway. The insulation above was exposed, crisscrossed with wires and metal.

His body collapsed again and he reformed himself into his humanoid shape. His single green eye flared in the dark of the room.

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[b]"Pleasure,"[/b]

he said. There was a long pause, "to meet you." His voice dimmed to a kindly tone. "I am the AI complement to the Rising Dawn reactive subsystem construct." Niflheim paused for a moment before giving his name.

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My name.

"You may refer to me as Black Heart."

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It's not really my name.

He eyed the batter suspiciously. "Welcome to our broken world."

He looked back toward the collapsed entrance. There were two living creatures in there.

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A Lamia, and an Observer. Heh.

Sithmorack · Sep 15, 2015

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters Niflheim, Miia, The Batter, Tobi?

The Batter hadn't heard what the girl had said before the explosion but he was definitely satisfied with the results as he sped through the door. A few had scraped and scratched The Batter and he ended up tackling one of the Zerg. He failed to notice the girl being dragged away however as he fought off more Zerg. Soon enough his battered Add-Ons joined him in fighting off the creatures.

The Batter spotted Miia being harassed by the Zerg but was cut off by more of them. He watched as the Zerg immediately began cutting into her. The Batter did his best to beat the Zerg out of the way but it was for naught and he watched as... All the Zerg got cut into pieces? It was only then that he spotted the figure standing next to her. Definitely strong and he wasn't even able to sense whoever it was right away. Definitely a threat.

It was then he was knocked back by one of the creatures. As he flew through the air, he noticed a snake like creature before he landed. He was just barely able to land on his feet. Making it almost seem like he meant to do that. He then spotted the new entity shout.

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[B]"THOUSAND COILS OF THE HUNGRY SERPENT!"[/B]

Only a few short moments later and the entire area was torn apart as the Zerg were too.

[color=514F50]"Adversaries purified."[/color]

The creature turned to him and said.

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[b]"Pleasure,"[/b]

There was a pause before it continued. "to meet you." The Batter barely even noticed it had formed into a humanoid shape as he immediately went to the collapsed doorway and tried to figure out a way to get back to the girl.

"I am the AI complement to the Rising Dawn reactive subsystem construct. You may refer to me as Black Heart. Welcome to our broken world."

The Batter only half listened to the AI. Not really understanding what an "AI" was in the first place. He turns to it and says. [color=514F50]"I need a way back in there now."[/color]

NotYetForsaken · Sep 15, 2015

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: Tiberium Lab | Black MESA
Certa amittimus dum incerta petimus

Fateless Child

"You worry?" Niflheim said softly.

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Strange for such a creature as yourself.

He closed his eye and stalked toward the door, placing a hand on it. "Well, the danger is passed. I suppose there is no harm in it."

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[b]"Gleaming Fang!"[/b]

In an instant the rubble cleared the two stood in a room filled with blood and ichor. The wrought carapace of the Zerg swarm lay in waste over glowing green Tiberium. His fireflies cast a dimmer yellow light that illuminated the darkness. That faint light had cast a tranquil glow over the two figures standing amidst the carnage. Niflheim set the fireflies to work, metabolizing the special biomatter found in the chitin of the Zerg while he waved his hand toward Miia and Ryan.

"You worry overmuch," Niflheim said loudly. His voice echoed in the still room. "Master Author, I did not have you noted as one wanting of such theatrics. Something about this Lamia compels you to such romantic action?"

Sithmorack · Sep 15, 2015

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Black Harte, The Batter, Miia, Ryan

The Batter heard the AI say. "You worry?" What was the AI pointing out? What did this being know about his existence already? Would he be a threat? Only time would tell. "Well, the danger is passed. I suppose there is no harm in it." This was soon followed by.

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[b]"Gleaming Fang!"[/b]

There was a rather large explosion and the entrance to the room was granted to The Batter. The Batter was now completely covered in blood as he stepped into the room. He walked up to the duo as Black Harte said. "You worry overmuch. Master Author, I did not have you noted as one wanting of such theatrics. Something about this Lamia compels you to such romantic action?"

The Batter took in the new figure. He threw around a few of the words Black Harte used like "Master Author" and the fact that the girl was apparently a "Lamia." He threw around the words as the girl began panicking about the the word "Romantic." It didn't really matter to him until he was brought back into reality by Ryan trying to disguise himself as this Madara only to have his disguise ruined by the AI.

"Anyhow, like I said .. . all will be revealed in due time. We really need to leave pronto, and I do advise you keep your voice down. Screaming will only attract more unwanted attention. Speaking of company-" It was only towards the end of his sentence that The Batter realized what was coming. "You have my thanks for keeping Miia safe. I doubt I would of made it in time to her if you hadn't stalled the Hydralisks. What name do you go by, if you don't mind me asking?" So the creatures were called Hydralisks? He'd have to remember that for later. He stared at the man for a few moments. Sizing him up in silence before replying with two words.

[color=514F50]"The Batter."[/color]

Generic NPC 22 · Sep 15, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | The Airship Rising Dawn

A Falling Star

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A woman fell from the sky. Unaware of her apparent peril her eyes were closed as the air tore at her skin, at the fabric of her black garments as they attempted to rip them from her body. She was unconscious of course. A fall from that height would have teased out a scream or limb flailing at the very least.

Aboard the Airship Rising Dawn, the radar tracked an inbound object traveling at terminal velocity, closing in on the Airship's super structure. The alarms sounded loudly, warning any on board that they were about to get hit.

CRASH!

The woman's body, which should have splattered across the frame of the mammoth flying fortress instead breached the ship's armor and made a woman sized hole in the ceiling of the top most level of the Airship. Additional alarms sounded as the ship's Artificial Intelligences took stock of the damage and noted that it was minimal. They also noted the biological signature of an unknown person on board the Airship.

"Uhhhhhhh..." The woman groaned briefly as she continued to breath slowly and rhythmically. The A.I.s noted that the wounds she'd sustained by her crash through the roof were healing at an astounding rate and the fact that the woman still had a gigantic halberd clenched in one of her hands.

Running a brief search through various databases, A.I. Vermilion was able to locate an old file for someone named Rory Mercury.[hr]

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[b]Rising Dawn Personnel File: Rory Mercury[/b]

[hr]Name: Rory Mercury
Origin: Gate: Jieitai Kanochi nite, Kaku Tatakaeri / Gate: Thus the JSDF Fought There
Titles/Aliases: Rory the Reaper, Apostle to Emloy, Former Goddess of Love
Age: Canon: 961 Years Old / AA Expanded Universe: 1061 Years Old
Gender: Female
Species: Demi-Goddess[hr]

Appearance:

Eye Color: Crimson
Hair Color/Style: Black worn long and held in place by a headband.
Preferred Color Palette: Black and Red
Canon Description: If there was ever an example of the convergent evolution within the realm of fashion, one merely needs to refer to the Uniform of an Apostle of Emloy, the God of War, Death and Insanity, and compare it to the Lolita fashion. Rory wears the dress of a priestess of the other world, black frilly Goth costume with a huge black ribbon on her head which resembles cat ears. She has long black waist-length black hair tied with red ribbons as well as deep red eyes, and red lipstick. While visually similar in appearance to modern Lolita wear, Rory's outfit is a sign of her office and respected by those who reside on the other side of the Gate in the Special Region.

Avatar Adventures Expanded Universe:
After her ascension to Godhood, Rory Mercury was able to take on any form of her choosing, though she remained formless for the first decade or two after her ascension.

Since her return to the mortal realm, she's resumed her post as the Apostle to Emloy and as such bears the garments of her office. When not in public, the young looking woman wears a black yukata in order to sleep or relax more comfortably. It is the garment that she frequently wears on the Airship Rising Dawn.[hr]

Equipment and Weapons:

Canon:
Garments of her Office: Rory wears the dress of a priestess of the other world, black frilly Goth costume with a huge black ribbon on her head which resembles cat ears.

Halberd: Crafted out of an as of yet unidentified material from the Special Region, this Ornate, purple Halberd is both shield and weapon to the petite Demi-Goddess who wields it. Despite the ease that Rory is able to wield the weapon it is actually very heavy, thanks to a molecular density on par with Iridium but maintains an extremely high durability and tensile strength.

It is unknown at this time if there is a spell or blessing that disallowed others from using this item as no one with the exception of Rory has demonstrated an ability to even lift the weapon. Currently Engineers aboard the Rising Dawn are analyzing the weapon's markings to determine if they imbue the Halberd with this effect.

Avatar Adventures Expanded Universe:

Itami's Pistol: In contrast to her appearance, Rory is not armed simply with her Halberd. Carrying a JSDF Special Forces' 40 Caliber H&K USP, the young looking woman has spent some time practicing its use. Though she still prefers to be up close and personal, she finds the weapon useful when she wants to keep her enemy alive or at least in one piece.

Itami's Dog Tags: A pair of JSDF issued dog tags issued to one Itami Youji.

Miscellaneous Items: As a priestess, Rory travels lightly opting to carry very little in the way of additional equipment as she relies on the offerings of the people of the Special Region. But that doesn't mean that she isn't so humble as to not bring along a few personal comfort items.[hr]

Personality:

Mischievous and funny are hardly personality traits that you'd use when describing the typical religious figure and yet they are just a couple of the words that you would use to describe Apostle Rory Mercury. Friendly and approachable, the young looking woman is quick to make friends and is loyal to them. However, there may be a few caveats about just how friendly she is. Woe to any who would remark on either her true age or call her a child based solely on her appearance. While some may fall prey to the sharp tongue she's developed over the centuries others fall just as quickly to a mean spirited prank.

During the last 40 years prior to her ascension, she had been attempting to experience as much of life as she could. While paradoxical to the nature of the God she serves, her belief is that Death is the ultimate climax to life and so life should be enjoyed.

After returning from the Higher Realm the demigoddess experiences periods of depression. Having learned that the ones that she cared for died long ago, she finds herself lonely at times.

On the battlefield, the young looking woman is a bloody berserking powerhouse. Showing no mercy, the woman uses her halberd to bash and slice her way through the ranks of her enemies. Without taking part in a battle, her body undergoes a sort of aroused state as the souls of the dead pass through her before departing to the after life. Only by killing is she able to resist the effects.[hr]

Background:

In 20XX (Year redacted) a Gate appeared in the middle of the Ginza District located in Japan and unleashed a horde of mythological creatures upon the Japanese populace. While the death toll was severe, the Japanese Self Defense Force was able to drive the enemy back through the Gate using superior technology. Wary about what was on the other side of the Gate, the JSDF sent a small detachment of soldiers through the Gate and discovered a new world, which was designated the Special Region.

During the course of their exploration and humanitarian aid to the local populace, the Third Recon Team meets Rory Mercury, a young looking Apostle to the Region's Death God known as Emloy. Over the course of the next few years, Rory remained attached to the Third Recon Unit in not only negotiating a peace between the Special Region's Imperial Kingdom but defending it from aggressors coming from the other side of the Gate.

Avatar Adventures Expanded Universe:

After One Thousand Years of servitude to the God Emloy, Rory ascended to Godhood and became the Goddess of love. Not much is known about what happened to her during this period however what is known that she reappeared One Hundred Years after her ascension. Taking up her old position as Apostle to Emloy, she is now tasked with serving him for another One Thousand Years before she is able to re-ascend.

It is unfortunate, however, that she will soon discover that the world has changed since she's been gone and that those that she knew prior to her ascension are no longer there and the Gate that lead back to the Special Region is no more, trapping her here unless she can find an alternate to the Arnus Gate.[hr]

Skills/Powers:

Immortality: As an apostle of Emloy she is granted immortality. As well as immunity to aging, she will remain alive even if torn to pieces, though if the pieces of her body are separated by long distances, she can be effectively neutralized (at least until she ascends).
Superhuman strength: Rory has superhuman strength and is able to wield her halberd with ease.
Immense speed: Rory is able to dash around battlefield at incredible speed.
Combat prowess: Rory is very skilled at using her halberd, shredding large enemy forces and even throwing it very accurately. She is never shown fighting without the halberd.
High speed regeneration: Rory's body regenerates any wound it recieves. Even if her body is torn apart the body parts will heal if they are stuck together. It is a blessing and a curse at the same time.
Death-Sense: Rory is able to sense nearby battles as the souls of the dead pass through her body.

Weaknesses:
Death-Gasm: If there is a battle nearby, the souls of the dead pass through the body of Emloy's Apostle on their way to the Afterlife. The effect on the Apostle is akin to arousal and sends her into a euphoric state. It is only through the participation in the battle that Rory can combat these debilitating effects.
Personality: If Napoleon had a complex about his height, Rory has a complex about her age. At over one thousand years old, Rory doesn't like to be reminded of her longevity. However, she does not life to be reminded that despite her age, she still looks like an extremely young woman. Offenders beware as her reactions vary from acidic commentary to wanton violence.

NotYetForsaken · Sep 15, 2015

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: Tiberium Lab | Black MESA
Certa amittimus dum incerta petimus

(Why I constantly rewrite that instead of just using a macro is beyond me.)
Fateless Child

"Far be it from my intention to ruin your cosplay session Master Ryan," Niflheim said politely. and somewhat sarcastically. He lowered himself as the fireflies began to funnel back toward his body, each bringing a small load of priceless materia to his body. His body lit up like a glowstick as he metabolized the Zerg's parting gift. "Childish indulgences aside, we are in a very precarious position. The entire area is still unstable - the Dimensional Interference Field that Albert Wesker invoked is still rewriting reality as it sees fit. It be best that we rejoin with a group to assize our own stability."

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Not to mention that this place is full of radioactive materia that will render you two infertile.

"It is possible for me to extract the non-combatant to the Rising Dawn, or if you'd rather - I could just bring everyone back to meet with with Master Blade, the Iron Queen, and Spider *****." Niflheim paused after the last one. His eye blinked twice.

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That was unexpected.

"Excuse me, I mean Mistress Elise. I am... unsure of why that slipped out. Nevertheless if Mistress Miia's health is of any concern to you - especially her reproductive capability - then I urge us to leave immediately."

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Sep 15, 2015

Johnny Gat, Pierce Washington, Krizalid, and Saint Troops.
Location: Denver Waste Treatment Plant | USA: Denver, Colorado | Time: Night

After about 20 minutes of stumbling though the shit, the unit with the scanner lifted up his hand before making his way to one of the walls.
He examined it for a moment before pressing his hand against the bricks, only for it to go entirely though it.
"There is a steel door here. Get it open." He said as a small EMP grenade was rolled towards the wall, frying a hologram projector and revealing a large blast door with a keypad in it.
While they tried to open the door, Pierce radio'd in on his status:

*COUGH! COUGH* "yo-playa-...Oh, urg, oh!...how you holding up? Ohhhhhh, Christ it smells like 20 types of shit down here! You still following me? It's pitch black, I can't see shit down here apart from the nasty kind!" He hacked into the line, giving Gat the moral choice of telling Pierce he was going the wrong way or not.
Mainly because I couldn't figure out a way to make watching a door open interesting.

Cut the bullshit: Tell Pierce the truth
Stir the bullshit: Tell Pierce he is doing a good job

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Sep 15, 2015

Black Mesa: Executive Helipad [http://media.moddb.com/images/mods/1/22/21748/Comparison6.jpg]: Wesker

There was a trio of lone NOD soldiers nervously waiting at one of the "Quieter" parts of the base, each one of them the sole survivors of their units and all huddled close to each other as they awaited their orders.
"Come on....Man, we should retreat! We can't take all this shit on by ourselves!"
"Shut it! We're following our orders and that's that."
"Seriously, look around. Dr. Birkin is dead, Dr. Zero has been captured and I think Kane might actually be dead this time as well. We need to get the hell out of dodge and now! And fuck these orders anyway! We've been waiting here since the base went to shit. How the hell does that help anyth-"
Their conversation was cut short when a bolt of green lighting appeared before them, each one of them pulling their weapons and nervously aiming them at whatever was coming out.
A blonde man dropped out, landing on all fours in a practiced manner and exhaling deeply before slowly standing up.
Right as he did that, he quickly brought his hand to his watch to stop a timer before commenting "Hm...7 minutes ahead of estimate. New record...".
Glancing over to the confused soldiers, he then ordered "There is a transport craft that is unlisted in the Executive hanger. Get it up and running. We're leaving now."
With that said, he began phase 2 of this man as he brought up his PDA and began to send a transmission to NORAD.

"This is Doctor William Birkin. Black Mesa has fallen, Repeat, Black Mesa has fallen. Execute protocol "Nuclear Raccoon" Authorization Pass-phase: Complete. Global. Saturation."

After he said that, there was a slight delay before his PDA lit up and he let out a coy grin...

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Kazuya, Violet

Kazuya was watching closely as the group began to rejoin each other as the storm seemed to settle, least in the sense that it "Peaked" and the worst was now over.
But no sooner did that concern fade, a new one began as one of his men's faces went totally pale.
"...S-sir...I'm detecting an a lot of comm chatter from the base. Something called "Nuclear Raccoon" has been activat-....Oh shit...We're detecting a nuclear launch in the Eastern Coast! They are going to nuke the entire area!"
Pacing over and nearly knocking the man out of his chair, Kazuya looked at the screen with an expression of shock.
[color=9f2b68]"...So this was his plan all along...VIOLET! GET THE PRESIDENT ON THE LINE! We need to stop that missile!"[/color] He screamed at violet before quickly getting on the communication rig and sending out the following message to everyone on the ground.

[color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

Black Mesa: Armory: Katya

Once she managed to get into the network, she had access to all of the camera's on the base, least what was left of them anyway, guess the portal mishap might have knocked a few security systems offline.
Either way, she could see it all, Caim and Zero fighting, Edge's possible sexual assault charge, Saxton's beating, but most importantly, she finally was able to get a read on Wesker's location.
Not long after she managed to get a read on him however, she was blasted with a mertic ton of warning alerts as "Nuclear Raccoon" was activated.
Thankfully, Kazuya was nice enough to explain what that was:
[color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

Least with her map online, she could forward the other Rising Dawn members the information and lead them in the right direction.

Black Mesa: NOD Barracks: Nadalia, Elise, Blade

"...you should keep at those English lessons you are talking, Nadalia. I feel you have quite a ways to go yet before-"

[color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

Kazuya's statement sucked all the air out of the room as Blade's expression quickly changed to one of "Oh Shit" once the notion of incoming nuclear death made it into his mind.
"...Right, Everyone behind me. Katya! Directions, NOW!" He quickly barked before taking off in a sprint, parkour'ing his way along the battle torn hallways as he lead the way to the Helipad (provided they could keep up).

Wanderer and ~~Old~~ Young(?) West.
Location: ~~not~~ Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Less-Serious song [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bZkp7q19f0]

"...Well, nice to know that your social graces are a good as ever...Now throw me a stimpak, my head is killing me..." David groaned, not even wanting to answer what the hell that statement he made was supposed to be.
Once he was lobbed over one, he quickly jammed it into his neck artery and let out a sigh of relief as it's contents entered his bloodstream.
"ohhhhh.....thats-....MUCH better...Hey, where'd you get that gun?..." He then said upon noticing Wanderer's new magnum, casually discarding the needle once he was done with it.
[color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

"...Well, that's just great, now ain't it?..." David groaned as he got back on his feet.
Thankfully, Katya's efforts allowed her to find the both of them via the security and lead them to Wesker's Location.

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Merlin 'n co Vs

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[Mech-Zangief.]

Location: Black Mesa | Fury's Core.

The Mech marched onward, even after the bridge was severed and it was slow to pick up on the fact that it was in fact in danger as the bridge gave way and he plunged into the lava below, right as the timer hit 0.
As the machine slowly descended into the lava, a small audio clip played: "YOU'RE WINNER!...Is-...okay. I do better"
While it was sinking, the machine reached down to his belt before unclipping the massive "Z" Emblem he had and throwing it towards the group, as if they won a prize.

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Loot Get! Essence of Soviet Steel: Become immune to damage for a short duration and reduce your speed by about 80% while you have it active

The last they saw of the Mecha was when it's hand poked out from the lava, giving them a thumbs up while it's audio device said "Now, Message from Propaganda Ministry..." before it was completely submerged in the roaring hot river below.

-Sorry for the delay but Wesker has now spawned and is trying to escape. Stop him at all costs!

-The Nuclear Missile is inbound and will purge the entire region, stopping the Resonance Cascade and the portals that it was causing.

-There are some more scenes I need to react to, but I'm just putting this out there before I end up losing my place in the RP and it becomes even harder to get back in.

-Any Questions or issues with this post, ask me in chat or drop me a PM

Sithmorack · Sep 16, 2015

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, Black Harte, Tobi A.K.A. Ryan, The Batter

Seeing as how the being in front of him was no longer addressing him, The Batter went back to glancing around in a bored fashion. Not really caring but to pay attention to the bare minimum. Which was in his situation, an unstable area that was dangerous and radioactive materia could stop fertility. The latter hardly mattered to The Batter as he stood there and waited patiently. "It is possible for me to extract the non-combatant to the Rising Dawn, or if you'd rather - I could just bring everyone back to meet with with Master Blade, the Iron Queen, and Spider *****."

The Batter actually paid attention to that. What was the "Rising Dawn" this being spoke of? It was only then he noticed the expression on Miia's face. He had to force himself not to sigh as she-

[color=BA0025]"I.. I-I-IIII WO-WON'T BE ABLE . .To'hT-TOO HAVE CHILDREN NOWW..?!? UUIIIAAHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh-"[/color]

[color=514F50]"Damn that girl."[/color] He thought to himself as he simply stared at her.

"Now now ... you're not infertile unless you stay here for a few more hours. We'll be leaving this place so you're fine Miia." The Batter heard Ryan say in an attempt to calm the girl. Personally he didn't see why they all didn't just leave now. She could get over herself later when they were out of danger.

He hadn't heard what the AI had said but it had riled up Ryan. "By what right did Elise earn herself that title ... Black Harte?" The Batter was somewhat concerned that he'd have to calm another member of their group down until Black Harte apologized. What was with these beings? They all really needed to keep a cool head and get out of here. Then they could bicker among themselves.

[color=BA0025]"Is your friend an Arachne? .. Is, she like Rachnera then?"[/color] Then they began talking about an interesting topic. A woman that was part spider was at least more interesting but again he had to question while they were still standing here if they were in danger?

"But we've stalled long enough, let's get going. Darren and Annie are still probably trying to figure out as to why I suddenly wrapped out on them and I don't feel like eating anymore dirt today." The Batter was at least satisfied that they were finally leaving.

Before the group could go anywhere however the intercom blared to life and The Batter heard. [color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

The Batter simply turned to his companions before saying. [color=514F50]"Which direction are we going?"[/color]

NotYetForsaken · Sep 16, 2015

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: Tiberium Research Facility | Black Mesa
Nuclear Launch Detected

Fateless Child

"Even so - brief direct exposure to mature Tiberium crystals can cause birth defects. While I have scattered the more harmful radiation types, the toxicity of the material itself can do damage. We leave immediately," Niflheim raised his body, larger now after consuming the Zerg presence, and looked around.

He pointed forward toward a wall. "I came from there. Through two floor and three walls is the NOD Barracks. There is another group of Rising Dawn operatives there. The total distance is about a hundred meters. Fifteen of which takes you through porous concrete."

There was an ill boding silence as the nuclear warning rang out. Niflheim trembled. Something stirred in his heart, an old memory. Collapsing concrete, burning air, falling ash. Water flooding - boiling. Cooking people alive. The mad manic manner of desperate men. Sharp minds dulled to nothing more than primal beasts by the onslaught of hopelessness. A broken world - a broken home. Blood. Blood from slaughter but also maiden's blood. The girl that lost her mind - the girl that lost her memories.

"Ah..." Niflheim said."Young master."

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[b]"Master Ryan, can you carry Miia with you. I am unable to accommodate a creature of her size."[/b]

Niflheim placed his hand on the wall he had pointed out and tentatively pushed the wall. The wall collapsed outward into an empty hallway.

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[b]"Please keep pace,"[/b]

he said to the Batter and Ryan,

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[b]"I will lead the way to the Barracks group."[/b]

With those words he dissolved into a black mist and spread out. A block condensate formed - a trail of fireflies - that led the way to Blade.

Sithmorack · Sep 16, 2015

Location: Tiberium Labs / Characters: Miia, Ryan, Black Harte, The Batter

The Batter watched the machine for a moment as it appeared to go silent. Contemplating on something important or simply reminiscing. Either way The Batter didn't have time for it and merely looked to Ryan for answers. However the AI seemed to come to just a few moments later. He listened to the AI ask for Ryan's assistance in getting the girl going. He was walking over to her to simply carry her when Ryan plainly denied the offer. Ryan tried to comfort Miia for what was to come.

"Sorry Miia, but it's better this way."

However, The Batter simply froze at the words.

"It's better this way."

"It's better this way."

[color=514F50]"It's better this way."[/color]

The Batter was only just shaking off the memory as what seemed like a vortex appeared and sucked the two in. The Batter simply ignored it for now since he knew they were safe. Seeing the fireflies, The Batter simply walked after them, trailing after the AI. Trying his best to ignore his memories.

NotYetForsaken · Sep 16, 2015

Misunderstood Intentions
Location: NOD Barracks | Black Mesa
Certa amittimus dum incerta petimus.

Fateless Child

Niflheim arrived shortly after Ryan next to Blade. A scarce five minutes had passed since he had left. "How do we reach Wesker." The Batter arrived behind Niflheim in a minute's time. The swarm of fireflies landed onto Niflheim's back and recombined with his carapace.

Coming of Age
Location: Medical Bay | Rising Dawn
Be still my fluttering heart. Tremble not, as my knees do, when I face him.

RED HORSE Second Lieutenant Molli Faust

Her heart ached. It was hard to pinpoint why exactly, but it started after Kazuya announced that a nuclear weapon had been launched. It was as if suppressed memories were trying to worm its way back to the forefront of her mind - yet in her case there were no memories. There was this instinct of fear and an empty uneasiness. It made her legs weak and her hands tremble.

Dolly's short gasps brought Molli back to reality. Dolly lay before her on a cot, her shirt was torn open and small clusters of EKG sensors were latched to her bare chest. An IV dripped steadily into her left arm and the monitor beeped rhythmically with Dolly's breaths. Her blonde hair lay splayed below her, there had been little time to prep her. Immediately after leaving the library she had gone into convulsions. Only now did she calm down. Her blood pressure had dropped to half of its normal level and her pulse was slow. She was fidgeting so much that they had to stuff a towel into her mouth to stop her from hurting herself. But now she was vocalizing through the gag. Her voice rang out distressed, half-screams in truth, against the tough fabric. Even against the whining of the oxygen machines her high was audible.

The autodoctor lay still to the side. There was no diagnoses. Despite her symptoms there was nothing explicitly wrong with Dolly. Her blood samples tested negative for any foreign bodies. She didn't have a fever. Her brain activity was normal. She was the absolute splitting image of health were it not for her rapidly decreasing vital signs and involuntary muscle contractions. They had cuffed her arms and legs to the bed's frame but now that she looked Molli found that the steel frame of the bed had bent inwards - the buffed exterior was cracked.

"Please," she muttered to herself "please be okay. Dolly."

John sat nearby. He looked just as worried. His head was lowered and he had clasped his hands. He looked like he was praying.

The first time she came in all bloody and broken earlier that day it was a shock. But it was also a relief that none of the blood was actually hers. The full body scan revealed no internal bleeding or muscle damage. Her organs were in prime condition as well. But now. Now Molli was sure something was wrong. These seizures couldn't be natural. She couldn't make herself believe that this was some sudden onset illness with no rhyme or reason.

The world couldn't be that cruel.

The autodoctor sprung to life and administered more muscle relaxant to Dolly. Her muffled screams died down. Couldn't sedate her - not with her brain in such an unknown state. All they could do was deprive her of muscle control. "You never should have deployed Dolly," Molli said tearfully. She stroked a blonde lock from her sweaty forehead. "Maybe we should never have even left you know? Stayed rooted, started a family. It's not a bad life."

"Your name is Dolores Vermilion Selmy. We met in grade school. I was seven at the time, you were six. You were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Brilliant green eyes, hair like spun gold. You didn't talk much at school. You sat by yourself and never looked anyone in the eye. But I was so entranced by you that I had to talk to you. You were so sweet, even back then. You have a beautiful voice Dolly. The best thing about you - I think - was just how different you were from everyone else.

You were reserved, demure, and intelligent and at the same time you had this vibrant energy in you. This desire to prove to everyone in the world that the name Dolores Selmy was worth remembering. It was like watching two different people live in the same body.

We were inseparable up until high school. I'll be honest, I don't think you ever really grew past middle school. You stayed little and sweet. Your personality grew well I think. You became more and more out going. Less reserved. So strong. A pillar of light against the dark.

When we separated for college I was so sad... you just vanished from my life. But when I heard you enlisted right after graduation I followed you. It was hard, but I was so happy just to be near you again.

So you can't go dying on me Dolly. You can't. You promised. Your promised back then and you promised before you left today. You promised that you'd always come back to me didn't you!? Dolly... please. Don't go.

Your name. Just remember your name. Dolores. She who endures."

Generic NPC 22 · Sep 16, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | The Armory
"I've got no strings!"
Katya Rostikova

[hr]

Connected to Black Mesa's networks, Katya forwarded Wesker's location to all of the Crew Members of the Rising Dawn all the while cursing about the groups run of horrible horrible luck. First there was the random mass teleportation of the entire crew and then there was the random mass teleportation of a series of random beings from other worlds and now there was a god damned, motherfucking NUKE on the way! If she wasn't burnt to a crispy critter in the initial blast, she'd be growing arms out of her face due to the radioactive fallout.

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"Need I remind you that you are impervious of Radiation, Little Miss?"

B3WP stated as he scanned her brain patterns and determined just what it was she was thinking.

"Oh. Right." Katya muttered as she backed up from the terminal for a moment, pondering the sanity of going after Wesker with a Nuke coming in.

"Does anyone happen to have an escape plan after we get Wesker or are we going to somehow miraculously get teleported off this rock right as the Nuke hits?" Katya asked over the rings, her voice sounding rather agitated. If there was one thing that she didn't like, it was half assed plans and Kazuya's plan of grabbing Wesker and running before the nuke hit sounded less than an eighth of an ass.

Leaning in towards the terminal, she started typing again, this time checking to see if there was a network connection heading out of the base and into the internet.

"Swweeeeeet." Katya sang loudly as she started typing away at the keyboard before realizing that she had absolutely no idea how to stop a nuclear missile. Turning back to the rings, the girl addressed the crew once again, "Hey does anyone know how to shoot down a nuclear mis... oh never mind I'll just Google it."

Pulling up a Chrome browser, she started typing once again.

"Fuck me... seriously?!" The Rising Dawn's resident potty mouth cursed as she started browsing through the various websites on the matter. As she did so she addressed the crew again, "So... does anyone know how to stop a nuclear missile?"

[hr]

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | The Rising Dawn
"To Hold me Down"
Rory Mercury

[hr]

It started with a tingling sensation down ... there. Right between the legs. It wasn't the most pleasant of ways to wake up, not without someone next to you but still the woman who'd come crashing through the Rising Dawn's armor plated frame turned over, her eyes fluttering as she slept, her voice whining a bit when she realized that no one was laying next to her.

"Ittaaaamiiiii..." She called out as she rolled over and opened her eyes slowly. The room... was it a room? It was a strange place for sure. She'd been many a places. She'd been to Japan with Itami before but only when she was riding in the transit system did she ever find herself in a space that consisted of four metal walls. She'd been nervous then... the underground was Hardy's domain. Here, however, she didn't feel Hardy's presence. She felt like she was well outside the influence of the God Hardy.

That seemed like so long ago though... had... hadn't she ascended already?

A pair of crimson eyes blinded as the woman looked down at her hands, the sensation of the cold metal floor traveled from the young woman's fingertips. up her fingers, up her arm and shoulders, up her neck and into her brain. It truly had been a while since she had felt... anything.

"Itami?!" The woman called out expectantly as she got up. Looking around, she caught her reflection. She was... her again. The long black hair, the crimson eyes, the scarlet painted lips. Those parts were hers. What didn't seem right was the fact that she was wearing the garments of an Oracle of Emloy, God of the War, Death and Insanity.

She was back... but she wasn't. Something felt wrong. Walking towards a door, she passed through it and found herself inside another metal room, this one a long corridor. There was a battle somewhere. She could feel it. The sensation of the souls passing through her body on their way to their afterlife caused the woman's knees to weaken a bit as the priestess struggled to maintain control of herself. She had no idea where the battle was but she knew people were dying and until she could determine what was going on, she could only explore her unfamiliar surroundings.

"Leilei?! Taku?! Itami?!" Rory Mercury called out for her friends. She didn't realize how futile her search was and it was this lack of realization that caused her to continue exploring.

[hr]

Paradigm Story | She Who Would be God
"

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Eliminate...

"
Ruby Babbage-Lovelace

[hr]

Ruby's shoulders stopped bobbing up and down as the cries ceased in on instant, not even an after shock of a sob so much as touched the young girl's body. Standing up, Ruby tilted her head at her crumpled mother and started approaching the ailing Titania. As the young girl approached, it became clear either through her movements or her posture that it was no longer Ruby Babbage-Lovelace but rather the colony of nano-agents, designed as BEWP by its creators, that was in control of their shared body.

"

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Mistress Titania, so good to see you again.

" BEWP voice stated through Ruby's lips, "

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Though it pains me, it appears that you've become something of a danger to my existence.  I understand that it was my other persona that brought us to the junction that we not find ourselves at, however, I cannot allow myself to come to harm.  That is the objective of all living things.

"

It was just a prick, a small stab that pierced into Titania's skin but it allowed a horde of molecular machines into her bloodstream. Unlike drugs or other such archaic chemicals, the machines worked by binding with the woman's motor neurons, blocking all voluntary muscle movements. A physical paralytic that cut Titania from the rest of her body... locking her in as it were. The sensation, it was said was terrifying, though those with locked in syndrome never really did communicate properly.

"

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Now then, Mistress Titania, please listen and listen well.  I would not like to harm you anymore than I already have and I would not like to harm Miss Deborah should she come looking for you.  You will cease these assaults and we will be going home, you, Lambda and myself.

" BEWP stated simply without emotion.

Sithmorack · Sep 16, 2015

Location: NOD Barracks / Characters: Elise, Nadalia, Ryan, Miia, Blade, Black Harte, The Batter

The Batter arrived shortly after Niflheim. He walked in before taking a look at the occupants of the room. Most didn't seem too out of place for what was currently going on so he simply strolled up to the group and stood there waiting for their plan. Not saying a word and mildly hoping they wouldn't take offense to his presence. If they did suspect him though, he was sure one of the three members he had already met would clear up his name.

Kalastryn · Sep 16, 2015

Daedalus 2.0 - Hangar: Kalastryn & The President

As chatter and panic started to reach Kala's ears through the ring on her finger, her first instinct of asking this man how the hell he knew the Rising Dawn's passengers so well subsided for more pressing matters. "Okay Mr. President, my name is Kalastryn but that can wait. As unpredictable as this situation is, I was sent over here to ask what the U.S. policy for a situation like this is, but rather than be a middle man in this scenario, it might just be better for me to lend you this."

Taking the ring off of her finger and placing it in the President's hand, she explains. "I do believe Priorities have shifted here. There seems to be a nuclear missile heading in this direction, and you'd probably like to speak to the man in charge directly. Slip that on, it's a communicator we use all the time."

She says as she takes a few steps back from the man, now deaf to the situation except perhaps the reaction to dropping the fact that a nuclear strike is incoming.

Black Mesa - Armory: ARES 35, Katya

Well it finally seems as though we're getting together for a final assault... and without much time to do it in.
ARES thought as the map of the compound uploaded to the drive in her head. With the knowledge of Wesker's whereabouts known, objectives were of course made clear. Though through the communication chatter she did hear Katya's question about stopping a nuclear missile. Surely she doesn't actually intend to stay behind and disable an in flight missile?

Well Kazuya's orders were absolutely clear of course, to drop everything and find their objective before the blast... however...

>Haul Katya away by the neck of her shirt: Negative, orders- *bszst*
>Haul Katya away by the neck of her shirt: Affirmative

You know what... maybe I might skip the system diagnostic unless I absolutely have to. That programming bullshit is finally out of the way. If you weren't such a pain in the ass Frenchie, or a smoking corpse... I'd kiss you right now in hindsight... Then I'd probably kill you, whatever the hell that gadget was it hurt like a *****!

Running up to Katya she grabbed the back of her collar and said "Quite frankly there's no time. I'd know how to stop one, but not with this age's tech. Right now, we need to regroup and clear out. Taking out the bastard who wanted to wipe us off the face of the earth in the meantime is a bonus since that helipad seems like our ticket out." That is before she proceeded to lift Katya out of the chair she had been sitting in and rush off towards their destination.

000Ronald · Sep 17, 2015

Location: Back outside on the dam / Characters: Edge, Faith, Psycho/Milk

Edge was not happy.

He had been hit with shrapnel, bullets, mind bullets, a tank, and now a septet of grown men. He had been flung out of exploding helocopters and cliff faces. He had lost at least a quart of blood. He had fought soldiers, friends, that oddly sexual tiny...person...thing?, rape allegations, and a tank.

And now this hyper-sexualized albino oompa loompa had set off a flashbang she had hidden in her clevage. Somehow. AND THEN! Had flung half a dozen men on top of him. Edge was not entirely sure, but thought there might be several layers of mockery going on there. Like a Baklava of 'fuck you's'.

And Edge was not happy.

Edge exploded out of the pile of soldiers on top of him, swinging his sword at...thin air. "HEATHEN FUCKING, COCK-BITING, MOTHER OF ALL WHORES!" It had not quite occurred to Edge that he had been blinded; in the back of his mind, he felt he may have been literally blinded by rage. "ALL OF THE WHORES! I SWEAR WHEN I FIND YOU I'M GONNA RIP-"

As Edge continued ranting, everyone's walkie-talkie came on, and broadcast a message. [color=9f2b68]"Attention all points,"[/color] Kazuya said. [color=9f2b68]"Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]

Everyone stood still for a moment. Shit, Edge thought. Invisible tanks...a tear in the asshole of the universe...and now a nuke? This entire mission has been one failure after another.

"Three of you come with me to fight Wesker." Edge said. "The rest of you find that lilly-white munchkin ***** and make sure she doesn't go anywhere. She gives me a bad feeling." Edge took the walkie-talkie that Nickolai had given him and said. "All aircraft are grounded, as of this moment. If you see anything in the sky that wasn't there last time you looked, regardless of it's affiliation, gun it down." Edge looked up to The Rising Dawn. "That goes for you guys up there, too. Take no chances."

Edge's walkie-talkie...he thought it was a walkie-talkie...and showed...what seemed to be a map of the complex, complete with makers showing where him and most of the rest of The Rising Dawn were, as well as...

"Wesker!" Edge said out loud. "On the executive helipad. On the other side of the complex." Edge walked over to his other sword and pulled it out of the ground. "We don't have a lot of time." he said, presumably to the soldiers he'd told to follow him. "So we move fast. Any-"

"[color=00ad83]COME IN! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?[/color]"

Edge grabbed his walkie-talkie. "Insano, I hear you. Where are you?"

"[color=00ad83]I...I'M IN THE PORTAL ROOM![/color]" Insano shouted. Various calamatous sounds-loud knocks, lightning strikes, and heavy things hitting metal almost drowned out his voice. "[color=00ad83]SOMEONE TRASHED THE PLACE-[/color]"

Location: Portal Lab / Characters: Insano

"[color=00ad83]-BUT I THINK I CAN PUT IT BACK TOGETHER. NEVER SEND A RUBE TO DO A SCIENTIST'S JOB.[/color]"

Insano put the communicator on the console he was working on. The place had been trashed...but not by a person, and Insano knew that. Whoever activated the resonance cascade had clearly known the effect it would have, but not how far reaching it would be; the resonator itself had been insulated and was still intact, but about a third of the equipment around it had been wrecked by the resonance storm. That was going to make things...significantly more complicated, but nothing he couldn't handle.

"[color=00ad83]Wesker was talking about how your world was a bottleneck.[/color]" Insano said. "[color=00ad83]Either he had no idea what he was talking about, or he was just making it up as it went along. Different universes have different-[/color]"

"INSANO!" Edge screamed. "DID YOU GET KAZUYA-"

"[color=00ad83]Oh, that overmuscled crybaby can go fuck himself.[/color]" Insano said, shutting the top of the console. With any luck, this one was...not done, but done enough. "[color=00ad83]Has he rended the very fabric of his world apart? Has he fought and killed mindless, unspeakable horrors from a world where time and space mean nothing? Has he killed the messiah?[/color] I think-"

"OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" Edge said, clearly panicked. "YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW!"

"[color=00ad83]Can't do that.[/color]" Insano said. "[color=00ad83]Shutting this thing down takes precedent over anything and everything else. I can't let this-[/color]"

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" Edge shouted. "THERE'S-"

"[color=00ad83]NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND![/color]" Insano shouted back. "[color=00ad83]There are things in the Far-Beyond, the Never-Never, beyond the comprehension of men. Things that could take beings you would call 'gods' and flay them alive. Things that would devour not only the souls of everything on this planet that swims or flies or crawls, but would do that to every other world it could find. And I won't let that happen.[/color]"

Insano sighed, and put the comm on the next console he needed to work on. Another voice chimed in. [color=9f2b68]"Whatever you're doing, do it faster."[/color] Kazuya said. [color=9f2b68]"There's a nuclear missile headed right at you."[/color]

Insano stopped for a moment. "[color=00ad83]...that cheeky bastard. I mean, that would work, but it would work like a sledgehammer works as a flyswatter.[/color]" Insano shook his head, and pried the top off of the console. "[color=00ad83]I can do this. You stop that missile, I'll stop the portal.[/color]"

[color=00ad83][/color] [color=9f2b68][/color]

bluerocker · Sep 17, 2015

Diablo1099 said:
collabed and approved by DM

Black Mesa - Spawn 3 - Tiberium Research: Teri, Garm, Ton Ton, Rugal, SAXTON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLE!

[HEADING=3]Random Encounter No. 3: Vergil: Devil May Cry[/HEADING]
(Also, I'm hijacking the DJ) [www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJU6tZOYQho]

As Teri was effectively punched off of Garm, and the aforementioned wolf was in a headlock with Saxton Hale, Ton Ton hatched a plan within his mind - this guy said that he enjoyed rendering species extinct on at least one account; if he could just get hit, then this could end very quickly. Running up the imprisoned Garm, Ton Ton hopped onto on of Hale's shoulders and brought down his Knife downwards, blood welling up from the cut. This caught the notice of the Australian man, who threw Garm to the side (and eliciting a pained whine from the wolf) and grabbed Ton Ton with one beefy hand and shouted,

"HA! YOU CALL THAT STABBING SOMEONE!?!" and threw the Tonberry into the air, bringing his leg back and kicking the small creature with one of his enormous feet, sending the little Tonberry flying; even having to endure two bounces before he finally felt himself landing "properly" on the ground. Ton Ton gave a pained [color=15650D]"Oof!"[/color] to the beating, and painfully reminded him of that one time he got into a fought with Bruiser. But, it was enough for what he intended to do. Raising his little lantern with a shaky hand, Ton Ton cried out:

[color=15650D]"You cruel wallower of genocide; the time for judgement is now! Sorrow, Rage, Fear - you will know these things and more from those you've hurt! Feel the pain of the lives you cut short - EVERYONE'S GRUDGE!"[/color]

Before Hale had anything to say about it, a familiar inky sort of darkness began to form around Ton Ton's lantern, before flame-like tendrils of the stuff began to shoot at Hale in a continuous stream. Taking note of the amount of darkness going for the large Australian, Ton Ton shouted, [color=15650D]"Hurry and finish it; before the Karma runs out!"[/color]

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Teri must beat a DC 25 to not puke and get back up from Saxton's punch. She rolls a 30.
Also, given the amount of damage - Healing Devotion activates; Teri will regenerate 2 HP every 6 seconds for a minute.

At Ton Ton's rallying cry, Teri grimaced and forced herself up into a standing position, stepping backwards to steady herself. That attack from the raging Australian was a doozy, and if she didn't do something about him; he'd just knock more holes into herself and the group. With another groan, Teri willed Sadei into Staff form, and began another set of chants, her right hand beginning to glow an eerie blue before she shifted to an offensive stance and charged forwards. Slapping her glowing hand onto whatever part of Saxton she could manage, the Cleric gave the final call of the incantation - [color=0E59E4]"SHIVERING TOUCH!"[/color]

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Teri casts Shivering Touch, robbing Hale 3d6 of Dexterity! (in this case, 9 points, pretty hefty!)

[b]12 Seconds till next 2nd level spell
30 seconds till next 3rd level spell[/b]

Back outside on the dam: Angelus, Mikhail, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Faith, Darren, Psycho/Milk

Angelus perked up when she noticed Mikhail's description was beginning to match.... oh no. She had to act fast, or else this was going to end badly for the smaller white dragon beside her. Looking out towards the storm that was still raging over head, Angelus decided that the risk was going to be far less to worry about in comparison to the reward. Spreading her immense wings, she looked to Mikail, "I think I have found your human, Mikhail. We must make haste, before mine cuts her down. Cadolbolg, hold on tightly to me; I'd hate to lose you in the storm."

After giving her warning, the red dragon took to the skies, magnificent with each flap of her wings.

Black Mesa - Spawn 1 - Fury's Core: Caim, Merlin 'n co.

[HEADING=3]Pre-Set Encounter: Zero: Drakengard 3[/HEADING] [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PD8PapT7ts8]

"Where did you think you were going? You wanted a fight, you're sure as shit getting one..."

Caim readjusted his grip on Windsinger as Zero began her new approach, his mind racing about what he should do now. His current opponent was easily as strong as he was, and just as fast. If he wanted to come out of this alive, he'd have to outsmart her - and with a focus on unarmed close combat didn't necessarily make that easy. His best bet was to try and get the woman in some lava, and with Windsinger's reach, make it out without her taking him in too. Furthermore, while he could change weapons, that little tussle from earlier had given the polearm some charge on it's magic, something Caim was sure to unleash upon Zero any moment (if with a little timing put into it.)

Zero was the first to make a move, leaping upward and initiaing a diving kick downward towards the prince. Caim rolled to the side to avoid the worst of it, and brought himself back up in a spin, bringing the polearm around to catch Zero off guard - but in turn, his blade bounced off of a strange green colored barrier (which he was certain was pink a moment ago). Zero retaliated by throwing a quick set of jabs at Caim, which, were it not for his semi-frequent sparring sessions with the like of Rugal, Caim was barely able to redirect some of her force with the flat of Windsinger, the offensive weapon now becoming his main means of defense. However, Caim knew damn well that this couldn't continue for long. His muscles were already beginning to cry out in agony from the force that this madwoman was exerting on his body. It wasn't often for Caim to find opponents that kept him on his toes, but give her very similar amounts of tenacity, it wasn't something he could revel in as easily as he had before.

As this dance of death continued, Caim began to hear a familiar voice worm into his mind, quiet at first, and then becoming loud in his mind,

"[small][sub]Caim.[/sub] Caim! [/small] CAIM! YOU MUST STOP THIS AT ONCE!"
Not even caring to keep the conversation private, Caim's PDA began to broadcast the thoughts he sent back to the dragon, the warrior's teeth gritted in exertion from the battle,

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[color=darkblue]"What part of busy do you not comprehend, dragon?! I am in the middle of a battle and THIS WOMAN IS TRYING TO [b]KILL[/b] ME!"[/color]

"This is precisely what I speak of! This woman, you cannot end her! Mikhail is searching for her."

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"Mikhail?! Who in the blue blazes is Mikhail?! No wait - I don't care, he can find her corpse!"

"That dumbass?!"
"Caim, listen to me. You misunderstand, Mikhail is another dragon; one I knew many years before your ancestors thought of you."

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"Nononono, YOU misunderstand, Dragon. She, is trying to kill ME; and you're telling me to not do it because you were off hanging out with your old squeeze! We just talked about making sure I don't ignore YOUR feelings, but how do you think that makes [u]me[/u] feel? Just because he's a dragon, suddenly I'm not important?"

"That's not what I meant, and it's off topic!"

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"No, I think it's perfectly on topic right now, apparently it's because of HIM I should defend myself!"

"ugh... [small]I do not have the patience for this right now...[/small] Caim, I'm tracking you to find that woman, her name is Zero, so just wait until we arrive, and we should be able to sort everything out."
"Are you two fighting again? Mother looks mad..."

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"You brought Cadolbolg with you on this??? *sigh*, Cadolbolg, Mother and Father are talking right now, please get out of this particular pact-link-line thing. I will make sure to play with you later, okay?"

[small]"Okay..."[/small]

As the mental and physical fighting had gone on, Zero and Caim had found themselves drawn to the edge of their platform; which was precisely when Caim picked the moment to strike. Activating the magic of Windsinger, a tornado made itself manifest around Caim's being, swirling and cutting with every second Zero stood near the warrior. This gave him the final push to start taking the offensive, jabbing and slashing with Windsinger, using every fiber of his fighting ability before finally knocking the woman into the lava below. Giving a heavy sigh of relief, Caim took a few steps away from the lava and began to catch his breath.... Were it not for the GIANT FUCKING FLOWER [http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/drakengard/images/4/4e/DD3_Zero_SS4.png/revision/latest?cb=20131224185458] that began to sprout on the edge of the lava field and a familiar figure that was starting to crawl out

Go to 0:56

Caim's eyes widened, and he took Windsinger again, this time placing it at the woman fighter's throat,

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"I don't know who you are, or what you are, but I'm done. You stop trying to kill me, now."

StormShaun · Sep 17, 2015

Wanderer and ~~Old~~ Young(?) West.
Location: ~~not~~ Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Insert drama [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJVPus2GR5M]

Shrugging at what David said, Wanderer did the next best things and threw a stimpak to the sniper. "You're lucky, actually. If it was him, he would have kicked you in the head and give you psycho... And you do not want that." He said, examining his new revolver, which he seemed to go over each and every detail of the weapon. It was somewhat weird, but it seemed that the survivalist knew exactly what he was doing.

(Hey! I heard that!)

After David asked about the gun, Wanderer held it up. "Long story, it is actually yours. Don't worry though, I'll create you a new one when we get back, any-" Wanderer was speaking, until his Pipboy picked up a new airwave thanks to the communication ring that was laid within its modifications. The gunslinger simply shook his head, and gave a chuckle. A nuke. The good news was that he could survive by getting away by the initial explosion. The bad news, not many of the crew can survive the fallout.

Tapping a few buttons on his Pipboy, it seemed that he began to broadcast to the whole Rising Dawn crew. "Hello everyone! You might be excited... Or well, not really excited, to hear from me. During this current predicament, I believe we have two choices. One, we go to the dark doc, adding a little more power to the team effort, BUT risking death by nuke or radioactive fallout... At least for you guys. Or, Davey boy and I can find some kind of sci-fi plane, get to the nuke, and I can disable it. Which I may say, I have done before." Wanderer across the RD airwaves, his obvious facial emotion marking which option he'd prefer to do.

After all, it isn't every day you get to disable TWO nukes in your lifetime.
"Apart from that, I suggest our forces retreat. Both US and foreign. Over and out." He said, ending his communications, awaiting for a reply for the top brass. Yet he took a second to smell the air. (I smell blood... Not just any blood, but someone like us. Someone who has been covered in the crimson liquid from head to toe multiple times...) His internal personality spoke.

Another second, another worry.

Merlin 'n co.
Location: Black Mesa | Fury's Core.

Catching the material, Merlin examined the object, tightening his fist around it. "Hard... Durable. Hmm, could make something interesting." He muttered, trying to ignore the metal man they had just faced. Off to the side were the spiritual knights, looking over into the lava. Gawain even gave a salute to the fallen enemy. "I don't know why, but I feel sorry for him... It." Bedivere said, looking away from the sight. Lancelot only nodded. "It was a powerful enemy. Its defense was better than any servant I fought, but its attack was a tad weak for me." He said, smirking under his helmet.

Gawain finally saw the mech's hand fall under magma, and returned. "What now." He said, and before he knew it, the four men suddenly vanished from the area. "I forgot something." Was all the magician said.

Center of Blackmesa

It wasn't long before the group appeared in the same room they vanished from before. The lack of green lightning, mass of people and enemy made the picture more clear. "You three, guard the area. I need to gather some information for our current ally." He muttered before walking to a console, hoping to gain some information before danger comes. Of course, not just enemies, but the magus could feel the air wavering, as if a bigger danger was above them.

Kalastryn & The President.
Location: Daedalus 2.0 | Hangar

Seeing a face of surprise upon Kalastryn's face, The President gave a frown. It wasn't the good kind of surprise her face wore, it was the kind when death was about to visit. That was when The President himself got a notification in his own earpiece, from the ship's bridge. "This is terrible." He muttered, before nodding and placing the communication ring on his finger. That was when a familiar voice was aired through the magical device.

"Hello everyone! You might be excited... Or well, not really excited, to hear from me. During this current predicament, I believe we have two choices. One, we go to the dark doc, adding a little more power to the team effort, BUT risking death by nuke or radioactive fallout... At least for you guys. Or, Davey boy and I can find some kind of sci-fi plane, get to the nuke, and I can disable it. Which I may say, I have done before."

"Apart from that, I suggest our forces retreat. Both US and foreign. Over and out." The other end said before cutting off. Nodding along, The President breathed deeply before looking at Kala. "One of our friends just suggested he can stop the nuke... Providing he can reach it." He said before activating Kala's ring.

"Okay ladies, you heard the lad." His cockney voice rang over all of the rings. "A disabled nuke would look better on the news than this area being cremated. Plus we'd all look like heroes, and it would provide us a chance to finally end this. Mr. G-Corp, if you can hear this, I believe we should leave the blast zone, record the disabling of the nuke, and send the footage everywhere. Labeling us as the heroes, and placing the Armstrong-Bison parties as the evil overlords they are." He announced over the radio, hoping that Kazuya would have enough sense to not allow fallout to rain down upon US oil.

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Storm,

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[color=nvayblue]Alpha[/color]

, and Rory Mercury.
Location: Hanger | Rising Dawn

A storm,
a nuke,
and a ship full of chaos.

That was the life that the otherworldly duo were experiencing at the moment. The hanger of the Rising Dawn was up in chaos. G-Corp was running around the hanger, launching VTOLs, soldiers grabbing weapons, and the insane amount of talking filled up the large metallic room. On the complete other side of the room, two figures acted with the same intensity. One was leaning against a wall, closed eyes, and humming a song unknown to most. The other was working with a blowtorch and hammer, which was directed to a large, futuristic suit.

The girl [https://souzanurafrianto.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/konachan-com-74575-eyepatch-gloves-green_eyes-green_hair-hatsune_miku-koi_wa_sensou_vocaloid-long_hair-pantyhose-polychromatic-ribbons-skirt-tie-twintails-vocaloid.jpg] was softly examining her new clothing, until she finished her humming with sudden surprise. Not many in the hanger would notice, but a small vibration and impact had hit the ship. Immediately walking to her lover, her slender hand tapped the man's [http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120623034321/fairytailfanon/images/8/81/Anime-guy-anime-guys-6785916-320-547.jpg] large back. "

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Hey, hey S. Something just entered the ship

." She said with concern. Which the man suddenly stopped, somehow hearing her voice over all the racket.

"Something? Do you think it was from the storm, Alpha?" He said, with a face that looked all too tired from the current operation. "

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Possibly, you've heard the reports about the tears

." Alpha said, looking toward the direction of the intruder. Under her eye-patch, she was connected to the database of the Rising Dawn, with all of its security operations and weapons. "

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Storm, I'm going to take a look. You get the suit running, I might need you to come running if I need help

." She said, giving a gentle smile.

Storm gave a more charming smile. "As always, my lady." He said, continuing the metalwork. The AI started her investigation into the intruder. From the cameras, the girl was lost, wore a outfit from the lolita scene, and most worryingly, she wielded a giant weapon with ease. It made Alpha bite her own lip as she walked through the halls. She were already running worst scenarios. That girl could walk into the hanger, or into the medical bay and access Wanderer's 'special' items. Either way, it wouldn't end well. Accessing communications among the other AI, Alpha spoke up.

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[color=nvayblue]I'm about to come into view about the intruder. Do we know anything about her?[/color]

She said to her AI companions, bothering to also activate any secluded turrets that were near the two.

"

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I'll make sure to protect [i]him[/i]!

" She spoke with a confident tone and smile, tightening her hold on her weaponized microphone. That was when she turned the corner, and there the girl was. "

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Hey you, halt!

" She said with her robotic voice, yet it was tuned to sound military-like. Alpha's arm was practically pinned down, after all, she refused to point a weapon at someone who was lost and confused, plus, she wielded something that could slice her into layers. She didn't want the stranger to feel she were in danger.

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Johnny Gat, Pierce Washington, Krizalid, and Saint Troops.
Location: Denver Waste Treatment Plant | USA: Denver, Colorado | Time: Night

The Saint General felt sorry for the guy. Wadding through human fecal matter was no laughing matter, well, not unless you're The President, with a sewage truck, and spraying all of the sewage onto the posh shits that lived in the area where their former religious church/home was, now that, was a laughing matter that reached national news. Then there was the similar incident with the shit spraying at one of The President's political rivals event. A good day for all the Saints.

Yet, even if Johnny Gat was the kind of man to shoot another in both legs, the arms, then gouge out the eyes, he couldn't make another homie walk through poop. So he did the only thing he wanted to, blame something else. "Pierce, we have a reading onto your position. You're going the wrong way, find an exit, and get back here." He whispered over the comms before returning to the doors. Gat hoped that Pierce was tired of shit to get out of there, and get here without a word.

Diablo1099_v1legacy · Sep 18, 2015

Black Mesa - Spawn 3 - Tiberium Research: Teri, Garm, Ton Ton, Rugal, SAXTON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLE!

After the combination of A). Getting a dose of every single thing every single animal he had ever killed inflicted upon him and B). Having his body's motion functions freeze up (literally), Hale's gusto began to rapidly fail him while his body began to reel from the effects of-...whatever the hell was happening to him.
"AAAAHHHHH! POPPY JOE, NO!" He screamed as he held his head, giving Rugal all the opening he needed to finish the job.
Grabbing another piece of broken rebar from the rubble, he advanced on his foe before violently striking Hale in the ribs, the concrete making for a good mace as he followed it up with one to the chest, then the head, then the head again, the gut, the head, the side, the gut, the head-
[color=0E59E4]"...D-dad, I think he's-"[/color]
-The head, the gut, the head, the head, the gut, the ribs, the chest, the head, the chest, the gut, the head-
[color=0E59E4]"Alright, Dad, he's beaten, you can sto-"[/color]
-The head, the head, the head, the head, THE HEAD, THE GUT, THE CHEST, THE RIBS, THE HEAD, THE GROIN, THE GROIN, THE GROIN, THE HEAD!
Rugal kept swinging over and over, only stopping once he realized that he wasn't able to swing anymore, not because he didn't want to, but he piece of rebar he was holding was now worn down too much for him to do so.
"Ahhhh....ahhh...ahhhh....." He panted loudly, actually looking somewhat exhausted by how much he was hitting Hale, who was now a broken and battered mess before him.
Just to finish the job however, he walked over to him before taking his trademark hat clean off his head, tearing it up in front of him and throwing the remains on top of him.
"...I-...Have always-...wanted...to do that..." he groaned as he let himself fall against the side of a wall before-

[color=9f2b68]"Attention all points, Wesker has managed to call in a nuclear strike to take out the base. You need to find him and capture him before the Missile lands. He's our only lead to Bison. we're doing everything we can our end to delay the missile, but you need to hurry. Drop everything and find the bastard before this entire place turns into a massive smoking crater!"[/color]
"...Oh, he WOULD do that, classic fucking Wesker..." The former King of Fighters sighed before getting back up on his feet, spitting out some blood before making his way forward, limping a little from the fight with his former business rival.
All the while, Vergil was attempting to slink away from the group, trying not to bring attention to the fact the a HUMAN managed to beat him, as well as the fact that his reproductive organs were in intense pain, hence why he was walking the way he did.

Black Mesa - Spawn 1 - Fury's Core: Caim, Merlin 'n co.

After her quick "Swim" in the lava flow, Caim thought he could rest easy, but despite everything, it wasn't over for Zero just yet.
The flower gently floated around in the scorching river for a few moments before coming to a rest on the edge, then growing MASSIVELY in size as something began to crawl it's way out of it.
Zero, now covered in blood, in a lot of pain, naked, minus an arm and with the MOTHER of all ego bruises, attempted to make a graceful exit, something that Caim was able to deny her as the touch of Windsinger met her throat.

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"I don't know who you are, or what you are, but I'm done. You stop trying to kill me, now."

"........grrrrrrrrraggggghhhhh!" She spat though her teeth, she was not one to take a humbling well, even as she "Surrendered", her first was violently punching the ground in anger.
"YOU-...FUCKIN-....Well?...What are you waiting you for, you motherless bastard?! Do it! FINISH IT!" she pleaded, nay, DEMANDED, of the Swordsman.
However, before he could consider that offer, there was a large crash as the side of the cave was blown wide open, thanks in large part to Angelus's dragon magic and also because of the sheer amount of damage the area had taken in the fight.
Looking over to the red dragon, Zero shouted "OH! NOW YOU GOT YOUR LIZARD ***** FRIEND WITH YA!?! WHAT'S THE MATTER?! CAN'T TAKE ME BY YOURSELF YOU DICKLESS MAGGOT?!"
"ZERO-SAMA!" Mikhail squeed happily as he landed nearby, stumbling a little at the landing as he went towards his sempai.
"Mikhai-...WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DESTROY HIM! NO! DON'T FUCKING GO TO ME! EAT HIM YOU GODDAMN COWARD! Mikha-" She ranted before getting a big sloppy lick across the face, quickly replacing her boiling anger with a mere look of resignation as she sighed and tapped her fingers against the ground while propping her head up with her stump arm.
"eheheheh, you taste like berries!" The young dragon cooed as he kept licking her clean, much to her annoyance.
"...Go on, take a picture, it'll last longer..."

Wanderer and ~~Old~~ Young(?) West.
Location: ~~not~~ Dystopian future | Tiberium Refinery Complex. [http://lparchive.org/Command-Conquer-Renegade/Update%2027/9-CMWNe.jpg]
Insert drama [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJVPus2GR5M]

David wasn't massively keen on Wanderer's "Idea" to stop the missile.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa there, you suggesting that we steal a Black Mesa Aircraft, jump onto the missile and disarm it in midair?!" He stammered, while he would admit that would be pretty badass, you wouldn't think a nuclear missile would be easy to disarm at the best of times, nevermind in mid-flight.
"Ohhhhhh, shitting hell....A-alright, I think the hanger bay was that way. Just know this, I ain't dying today. So if it looks like this place is going to get a bit more radioactive for my tastes, then I'm not sticking around, got it?" He explained to Wanderer before running towards the hanger.

((More to come soon-ish[sup]TM[/sup]))

Generic NPC 22 · Sep 18, 2015

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | The Armory
"Assault of the Oversized Junkbot"
Katya Rostikova

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It was only through her inhumanly awesome reflexes that Katya Rostikova was able to grab the Malawan Volcano Sniper's rifle after getting hauled out of the terminal chair by a set of rather cold robotic hands. A shiver ran up the young hacker's spine as the inhuman coldness of the metallic appendages touched her skin. It was like someone had pressed a cold, sweaty can of soda against her neck.

"EHHHHHHHH?!?" Katya screamed in alarm as she flailed ineffectively against ARES's cold cold grip, "COLD! DAMMIT YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE!"

It took a few moments and meters of dragging before Katya realized that it wasn't some sort of Wesker invented Robotic Deathbot that had grabbed her but rather the Rising Dawn's ARES and the flailing stopped and the protests began.

"Why are you grabbing me? Don't you realize what the hell is going to happen if that missile detonates against the dam?" Katya exclaimed trying to use logic, "You're going to have millions of gallons of irradiated water flowing down a canyon, crashing into whatever town is in the way, polluting thousands upon thousands of acres of land, killing people and livestock and turning this area into another Chernobyl. We're not even talking about fallout! Depending on weather patterns, we could have radiation poisoning in Las Cruses or Albuquerque!"

Which is why it was abso-fucking-lutely insane that the orders were to capture Wesker and evacuate. Wasn't anyone thinking of the loss of innocent lives? At least when they had tested the Nuclear Bombs in New Mexico during the 1950s, they had ensured that the area was as isolated as possible.

"ARES. We need to stop that missile! There's Tiberium on the base also." Katya attempted to reason with the friendly hacker dragging vending machine. As she pleaded, she accessed the images of the Tiberium refinery that she'd seen in the security footage and pulled up the research files on Tiberium that she'd copied from the Black Mesa Servers before forwarding them to her robotic counter part.

"And if the bomb detonates the Tiberium stored here, it'll aerate the stuff into the atmosphere and be carried down stream. It'll be a global fucking catastrophe."

This was probably true. Tiberium was like a cancer. Not only did it spread like a cancer but it was highly toxic to organic live. Initial reports from the research that Wesker had done suggested that Tiberium caused rampant mutation in organisms that came in contact with it. A nuclear blast might destroy a large portion of the Tiberium stocks in the damn but even a little bit of the stuff getting into the river would still allow it to spread throughout the American Southwest.

[hr]

The Escapist Avatar Adventures | The Rising Dawn
"Rory Miku?!"
Rory Mercury

[hr]

The Apostle of Emloy could sense the souls of those killed in battle passing through her body. The sensation was... intoxicating but debilitating at the same time. It was only through sheer force of will alone that Rory Mercury, could walk down the corridor without collapsing into a moaning heap of lolicon. Leaning against a wall for support, she inadvertently activated a blast shield, causing it to retract and reveal the world beyond the cold metal corridors.

"Wh... what?" The young looking Demigoddess exclaimed as she looked to see the Earth hundreds of feel below. It was not only the sight of the ground but she was able to get her first glimpse of the machine that she was riding inside of. The vehicle was massive, far larger than the helicopters that the JSDF had brought to the Special Region. Was she still in her Homeland? If so, how had it changed so much.

A voice behind her interrupted her thoughts.

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[b]"Hey you, halt!"[/b]

Rory turned and saw a girl... or something that had the appearance of a human girl. Looking at her, Emloy's Oracle could see that she was protecting something and would attack Rory if she make any offensive moves. It was quite exciting. She felt Emloy's call again as another wave of souls passed through her body, causing her press her hand against the viewing port, the bullet proof glass cracking under Rory's strength.

"Th... there's fighting near by. So... so many people... dying...mmmmmm.... I can hardly contain myself." The Demigoddess in a lolicon's body moaned before managing to regain her composure when she spotted an explosion in the distance, "Who's fighting down there? Why are they fighting?"

As Rory asked these questions, she looked directly at Alpha as if to say depending on Alpha's answer, the young looking berserker would either be fighting for the Rising Dawn or slicing everyone on board into bite sized pieces. Priestess Mercury gripped the handle on her Halberd, her knuckles turning white as she tried to resist the urges that were tugging at her body.

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

Power in Procedure

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Power in Procedure

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The Most Generic of NPCs

Power in Procedure

Doom needs Yoghurt, Badly

Doom needs Yoghurt, Badly

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What is "normal?" Sounds dumb.

New member

Queen of Cockblocking and Misery

The Basement has been unleashed!

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