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STATUS: If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore. 8 yrs ago
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If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore.
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What do you say we keep this up a little longer, then Grace comes in and shorts the speakers?
So in case you have no fucking clue what just happened, the vial Alexia cut herself on was the one holding the serum she was developing, and now that her body isn't running on adrenalin anymore it's begun to effect her.
Alexia rounded the corner to have her vision filled with red boxes, indicating brain activity but no other life signs. She pressed a button on one of the grenades and tossed it into the center, where the undead stopped and turned towards it. most of them clustered around the Biobomb, which was simulating a living creature, and some even got confused and attacked their companions, but the main purpose of it was to cluster them together and take them out before the battery died. The only real problem with the Biobomb, she reflected as she swung her gun towards the group, was that it gave squeamish people something to complain about, seeing as it contained a real rat's heart.
She took aim and pulled the trigger on her weapon, and almost instantly there was a reaction. Glasses from the dead researchers shattered instantly, and the bones within the zombies soon followed. She kept it going for a few seconds before it overheated and shorted out, forcing her to drop it. Cursing, she threw another Biobomb and ran down a side hall. She kept running, looking for a specific lab. When she found it, she keyed open the door as quickly as possible and took off her vest, putting it on again after getting into her hazmat suit.
"Looks like you get a field test after all," She said to a vial of grey liquid, lifting it gently out of it's cradle. She didn't run to the system control room, because she knew they were all dead if she dropped what she held. Instead she hit a button in the middle of the vest, emitting a counter signal to her own life signs. Now she was all but invisible to the zombies, and she carefully made her way to her destination. She stopped on her way to check that Jojo was still in his cage. It would be bad if he had found his way into the halls when she executed her plan.
In the control room, she sat down at the console and started typing furiously. First she set the sprinkler systems to only activate in rooms where the infected were detected, then she softlocked every door, meaning a scientist with a key code could still get through. Then she input a series of complicated commands that would finilize her plan. Pressing the intercom button, she spoke again.
"Attention. I am initiating a Firebird Protocol. Anybody who cannot escape the building lock yourself in a clean lab until further notice. You have thirty seconds to find safety." And with that she shut down the intercom, turning instead to the fire system access pipe. She opened the hatch and poured the grey fluid into the pipe, then shut it. After the thirty seconds were up, she hit the start button on the computer and watched her handiwork.
From all the sprinkler heads a spray of Project 7 soaked the infected, eating them where they stood. Once all movement in the hallways had ceased, the computer switched to phase two, turning the heat up in the affected areas until it reached 400 degrees Celsius. After the last of Project 7 was burned away, the computer finished its cycle and cooled the building down, all of the cameras showing nothing left but piles of black powder. "Well," Alexia sighed, glancing at the occasional screen of a scientist in one of the safe labs jumping up and down. "I guess that's one use for it."
She took off all of the equipment she had and sat down in the control chair. Her moment of peace was short lived however, as suddenly she was startled by the sound of her own heartbeat and a burning pain all over her body. She screamed and thrashed about, catching the edge of the metal table and crushing it flat, a red haze covering her vision. Her screams turned to incoherent babble as the agony affected her brain, and she fell to the ground writhing. Finally the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness welcomed her, and she didn't get to see the panicked scientists rushing into the room to carry her to bed.
She took aim and pulled the trigger on her weapon, and almost instantly there was a reaction. Glasses from the dead researchers shattered instantly, and the bones within the zombies soon followed. She kept it going for a few seconds before it overheated and shorted out, forcing her to drop it. Cursing, she threw another Biobomb and ran down a side hall. She kept running, looking for a specific lab. When she found it, she keyed open the door as quickly as possible and took off her vest, putting it on again after getting into her hazmat suit.
"Looks like you get a field test after all," She said to a vial of grey liquid, lifting it gently out of it's cradle. She didn't run to the system control room, because she knew they were all dead if she dropped what she held. Instead she hit a button in the middle of the vest, emitting a counter signal to her own life signs. Now she was all but invisible to the zombies, and she carefully made her way to her destination. She stopped on her way to check that Jojo was still in his cage. It would be bad if he had found his way into the halls when she executed her plan.
In the control room, she sat down at the console and started typing furiously. First she set the sprinkler systems to only activate in rooms where the infected were detected, then she softlocked every door, meaning a scientist with a key code could still get through. Then she input a series of complicated commands that would finilize her plan. Pressing the intercom button, she spoke again.
"Attention. I am initiating a Firebird Protocol. Anybody who cannot escape the building lock yourself in a clean lab until further notice. You have thirty seconds to find safety." And with that she shut down the intercom, turning instead to the fire system access pipe. She opened the hatch and poured the grey fluid into the pipe, then shut it. After the thirty seconds were up, she hit the start button on the computer and watched her handiwork.
From all the sprinkler heads a spray of Project 7 soaked the infected, eating them where they stood. Once all movement in the hallways had ceased, the computer switched to phase two, turning the heat up in the affected areas until it reached 400 degrees Celsius. After the last of Project 7 was burned away, the computer finished its cycle and cooled the building down, all of the cameras showing nothing left but piles of black powder. "Well," Alexia sighed, glancing at the occasional screen of a scientist in one of the safe labs jumping up and down. "I guess that's one use for it."
She took off all of the equipment she had and sat down in the control chair. Her moment of peace was short lived however, as suddenly she was startled by the sound of her own heartbeat and a burning pain all over her body. She screamed and thrashed about, catching the edge of the metal table and crushing it flat, a red haze covering her vision. Her screams turned to incoherent babble as the agony affected her brain, and she fell to the ground writhing. Finally the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness welcomed her, and she didn't get to see the panicked scientists rushing into the room to carry her to bed.
I hope it's a scientist! I could always do with more underlings, I mean companions. Also at this point I think I'm dropping the word "Chemist" from Alexia's title and just naming her "Head of Applied Sciences", since that seems to be what she is anyway.
Julia thumbed the button on the remote, but the light in her pocket didn't change to green. "It looks like they have a more impressive jamming system here." She said, leaning back against the bars. "The signal didn't get through." She subtly checked her weapons, showing Rhia the results using signals they had developed. She crossed her pointer and middle fingers over her waist, meaning that her gun was missing, but with her thumb and ring finger she made a circle over her boot, indicating that she had a knife still.
"Lot of good it would do us anyway," she said, as if continuing the previous conversation. "We can't get out of this cage, and anyone with powers would be useless in this noise." She held up her hand in an O shape and then held up two fingers, meaning those were their two objectives. Luckily none of the guards seemed particularly interested in watching the two prisoners moan about their situation.
"Lot of good it would do us anyway," she said, as if continuing the previous conversation. "We can't get out of this cage, and anyone with powers would be useless in this noise." She held up her hand in an O shape and then held up two fingers, meaning those were their two objectives. Luckily none of the guards seemed particularly interested in watching the two prisoners moan about their situation.
If you had been paying attention you would realize that at least I had been watching this and waiting for a chance to join, despite all the shit you have given me so far. If you can't put up with things like this you have no business being a GM.
And as long as we're getting things out in the open, this is a shit RP. There's no plot, no direction, you pretty much threw a bunch of shit together and told us "go wild". It really doesn't surprise me that without proper guidance this fell apart, especially considering it's a crossover RP with entirely different genres smashed together.
And as long as we're getting things out in the open, this is a shit RP. There's no plot, no direction, you pretty much threw a bunch of shit together and told us "go wild". It really doesn't surprise me that without proper guidance this fell apart, especially considering it's a crossover RP with entirely different genres smashed together.
They were powerful enough to defeat the mummies. I think the rule is that they can feed each other soul wavelengths just fine (Because Demon Weapons were created from actual humans), but without a full human partner they can't go beyond a certain threshold, depending on their actual wavelength. Things like Soul Resonance would be impossible for a two weapon pair, for instance.
I like the idea of a mismatched weapon team. makes things more interesting
ALSO I HAVE SPRIGGS ON MY SIDE, SO THAT HELPS!
YOU CANNOT HURT ME, I AM ALSO A PINEAPPLE!
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