Gardevoiran

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

Breach closely followed behind Sergeant Morse as he led through the mission. She kept her weapon drawn and steady as she walked behind him, being prepared for anything that happened. Of course she had her uzi out due to it being just a safer situation to use it at close range, and a giant explosion would probably cause a lot of commotion which would cause this mission to pretty much be screwed. It was a fair trek before the group stopped at their OP and set up their base. Breach understood what was up and took the rear with her grenade launcher equipped, a set of generic night-vision goggles on her face, and her clothes covered in muck. On the ground she stared around at the environment and very carefully tried to not give away the position the group was in, but she couldn't help but be a bit jumpy with the occasional animal running past and the illusion of it being a hostile. Thank God she kept the safety on when she tried shooting a fox. Eventually, Breach calmed down and wasn't as jumpy, and waited for the moment where things went to shit and she could use her explosive friend. Hushedly, she spoke out to her squad mates: "Awaiting orders..."

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To the Surface Crew, you'll have your own quest that spawns from that cartel of goblins, so take that shit down.

To the Crypt Crew, continue as planned.

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Itrhorne was about to answer to Lorick with the voice of maximum volume when the admittedly adorable duo of Bartimus and Kara became an existence. Irthorne pointed to that duo whilst looking at Lorick and allowing that to provide the answer to his question. Irthorne walked into the now-open doors of the crypt and started assessing the crew with his crown of importance.

"Keep your eyes peeled everyone. This crypt is far older than anything I've witnessed in person, and no doubt could contain undead far more dangerous than I had anticipated." He said that with a tone of confidence, as he scanned the walls of the crypt, filled with old markings and runes that had long since been forgotten by typical residents of the dwarven settlement. The group then carried on through the halls of the crypt, stepping over bones and what-not, until they came across a certain library-esque room. The shelves were filled with copies of old books, and some of them had a page corner folded in the middle, signifying that someone or something was reading it.

"Strange... this could mean someone is currently in the crypt with us... so we are not al-" Irthorne was cut off by the distant sound of very loud screaming.

^{"MOTHERFUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS THIS BONEY? I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO FIND ME A PICTURE BOOK NOT A GODDAMN NOVEL YOU MISERABLE SHIT."}

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Over on the flipside of the surface, the surface crew was just gathering around.

Irthorne had left with the crypt crew for a few minutes now, so nobody really could do anything without a final word. The real thing that they were doing is guarding the crypt in case of any sort of danger approaching or a minion of a necromancer was residing in it, and was coming back to give a report of what's happening outside or maybe just gathering supplies to take back in. Fortunately for the crew, the serene silence of the outside would be shortly interrupted by the distant sound and image of a wagon being pulled by a gaggle of goblins.

^{Boom "HEH! The wizard was wrong to give me this kind of machinery! All I gotta do is get him supplies so he can continue giving me this good stuff!" Boom}

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@Banana

I appreciate someone who can take a joke and not pick a bone with others.

@KoL

More puns! I love this!

@Mega Birb@Lucius Cypher
EVEN MORE PUNS! I'm down with chaos and then suicide! Let's teach the demons not to mess with the Machina and Heavens!

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Bonesword

~Intermission~

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"YOU MOTHERFUCKING-" The skeleton was cut off by the sudden fall.

As the bar landed in Hell, the swordsman was enraged at the situation. All he wanted was a damn drink and this is what happened to him. He was in hell, where he technically would've been aligned to had he actually sided with demonkind, but the whole 'killing-my-friend' thing happened... so... yeah.

Bonesword actually didn't fear where he was. Sure he was in the heart of the territory he was fighting against, and he only had his swords to defend himself with, but he had another thing beside him... potential allies. He turned to face Syphax and Dorafraki and began speaking to them. "... I know we're fighting against eachother in a war, but right now I think we work together to get out of here." The swordsman was at the disadvantage here, if Syphax was still allied to the Heavens after drinking that Absinthe Blue... oh shit he had a bottle of it. Who knows, maybe it'll come in handy. That's besides the point, though. If the three of these troops were to get out of here, the journey would be a lot easier if they all worked together. The skeleton outstretched his hand towards Dorafraki, offering a gesture of peace.

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^{@Mega Birb@KoL@Lucius Cypher}

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@KoL
I KNEW IT!

@Mega Birb@Lucius Cypher
What do we do now?

Edit: I may be fine here in Hell.

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@DracoLunaris
That's what I intended.

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@Bishop
It would be addressed if Irthorne got complaints, but I could probably shoehorn it in. Either that or the surface group goes off and does something else that Irthorne was assigned to.

Hellscapers! [PRETTY MUCH ALWAYS ACCEPTING EXCEPT WHEN WE HAVE TEN PEOPLE (WE DON'T)!]

The crusader gave a thumbs up to Poncho, a sense of alliance emanating from the gesture. Taking Nefas down may actually prove possible, which seemed incredible. The knight ran up to the front of the crowd and rallied the "poisoned" rioters. LightBro knew pretty much indefinitely at this point that the poison Vile had created was just basically animal farts, and it was kind of funny to him. With LightBro leading the fray, there was only one thing to do at that point...

"CHHHHAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"

The crusader screamed as he opened the doors to the hallway of the prison, where at a far distance away you could see the back of Nefas facing the trio in the front lines. Lightbro ran back to the King, Toby, and Poncho and gave them a quick rundown of his plan.

"We need to flank around front, if Nefas becomes occupied with what's attacking him from the back, we can join Deprave, Old N, and Grog in the front to get damage in when he isn't looking. Either that or we go find our rat on the inside and help him get Betty."

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So a skeleton, a harpy, and an architect walk into a bar...

This is going to end amazingly.