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Make that either tomorrow or Monday night
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Ja'Far will be eternally grateful that his wandering eyes weren't recognised XD


To be fair, she is quite a fine human female XD
Hey I posted.


Naw Salissa thinks Phalanx is adorable XD

... the robot will probably be confused but intrigued



Operation Katabasis; Infiltration Team




Phalanx dropped its arms as the human spectre approached, giving a order to stand down as he'd deal with this new development. The Geth of the group worded a "Affirmative, Anderson-Spectre." before taking a few steps back and returning to stand with the others as it listened to Anderson's brief explanation and ultimatum. Afterwords, Jake Anderson was quick to give orders to move out. The 7'0 platform followed its new commander's lead, delving deeper into the dark tunnels. Glancing around with its illuminating blue eye, Phalanx scanned its surroundings and fellow operatives. Footsteps quite against the cold moist ground, despite the size, this platform was built solidly for infiltrating. It was possible for Phalanx to be in a different platform that was created for specific purposes, but Phalanx found that it favored stealth and sniping. Quite, quick and powerful. Plus, appearance wise, it was the least intimidating, but enough to give possible enemies pause. Perfect for traveling.

For the most part, the trek towards their destination was quiet, however the synthetic life form did recognize some audible words coming up beside it as the walls closed in on them that made Phalanx's journey a little less preferable. Glancing toward the Batarian, Ja'Far Balak, Phalanx attempted to recognize and process the words. It did not appear he was speaking to anyone in the group, as his vocals were too quiet. So perhaps it was to himself, but for what purpose? Perhaps it was what organics called a 'prayer' for those who have religious beliefs? Phalanx wanted to ask several questions. What did Ja'Far Balak mean? Who was this higher power he worshiped? Why did his speech consist of one that was mostly lost in history? Still, this was not the time or place for questions. They had orders and a mission to complete. There would be time for questions later.

Soon enough they reached a crack in the wall, and the human Spectre gave a explanation how this was found and theories on how it came to be. Orders were then given. Weapons ready but do not fire unless ordered or fired upon. "Affirmative. Orders registered." it spoke, the volume turned down low in order to be quiet as possible. Phalanx watched as Jake Anderson struggled through the crack, wiggling like a worm. Deciding to let the others pass through first, the synthetic lifeform analyzed the crack. If the platform it chose was a Geth Hopper, this would be a lot easier. Still, after everyone attempted to get through, the synthetic being upholstered its sniper rifle and shotgun to hold one in each hand. Lifting them to hold at its sides so it didn't make the platform even wider. Slowly and calculatingly, the Geth made its way through the crack. Going slow to avoid loud scraping of metal.

After getting through, Phalanx holstered its shotgun then followed towards a section of a wall, watching as the Spectre opened a small hidden door with a code word. A small lithe female Turian-Unit with stood there, face obscured by her helmet. Jake Anderson introduced her as Alria “Angel” Vicrinus, and in return she raced her hand in a gesture that some human logs have stated it meant peace. Briefly, Phalanx scanned the corpse that this Female Turian-Unit had disposed of. The synthetic being had killed and seen plenty of corpses, though over the passed year, its sensors felt slightly off. Probably just a miscalculation within its programming. Following Jake Anderson within the installation and through corridors, Phalanx kept scanning the area for possible threats, but for the most part it seemed quiet.

Following the spectre's actions, Phalanx ducked behind a crate as they reached a more open wide hall. Scanning the area, the Geth turned its flashlight head to Jake Anderson as he gave the team the orders. "Affirmative. Will take overwatch position." it answered, though before it could follow the orders given in moving, Ja'Far Balak asked a valid question. It didn't take long for the synthetic lifeform to answer of course.

"Affirmative, this program is able to utilize hacking skills. Possibility of hostiles able to track source, 5%. Recognize suggestion as a useful tactic." Phalanx chirped, agreeing that this could pose useful. Turning its flashlight head to its commanding officer, the Geth platform posed the question.

"Anderson-Spectre, permission to hack and commandeer a LOKI mech for assistance?" it questioned, waiting for a answer before tactical cloaking and moving to its designated position on the walkway above the group. Its steps about soundless as it traveled, crouching low and positioning its sniper rifle, scanning the area and ready to fire. Currently equipped with Disruptor Ammo in order to damage shields and shut down weapons.

One good thing of being a robotic being, was that it didn't have the distractions that often caused a sniper to miss the most. Breathing, heart rate, eye watering.. basic organic reactions. The Geth Platform position was still, precise, unmoving other than to scan around. If it shot, it was highly unlikely Phalanx would miss.

The distant gunfire could be heard, noting that the Assault Team had started the distraction. It seemed to have worked as the residents here have begun to seem a bit more worried and panicked. As one of the mech's flashed on, Ja'Far Balak sniped it with two shots before it lay broken and useless. Phalanx on the other hand, didn't fire and watched carefully. It scanned all possible hostiles, detailing weak points that would take them down as quick and as nonlethal as possible. Besides the Mech's in which if they fired upon the group, the less sentient robots would get shot, their systems disrupted by the disruptor bullets. For organics, if any spotted and fired upon fellow teammates, they'd be shot right in the thigh. It wouldn't kill them, but it would swiftly take them down enough for the others to detain if necessary.
Ja'Far will finally get serious and show why he's known as the Batarian Boogeyman...

I'm excited, I'm so fuckin excited XD


So excited! Sniper team is a go!
Alrighty folks, few things worth mentioning.

1.) This post marks the start of the Task Forces first mission together. Someone should mark the date, in case we want to celebrate it in a years time.

2.) This section <Snipped quote>

Shows how @MrDidact and I have decided to handle the Mass Effect moral choices. The team will be given choices with the two options, Paragon and Renegade, represented by Jake and Aegon respectively. Neither option is right, and neither is wrong, though choices will have an IC effect, so bare that in mind.

3.) Mr D will be doing a post of his own were he leads his own team into position and starts the fight in earnest. Wont be long now.


awesome ^^ this will be fun
There we go, Phalanx trying to be peaceful about it XD

Funny how the Geth is probably the least hostile
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Phalanx nodded to the Turian Spectre, a organic way of showing signs of agreement. "Affirmative." it said in its robotic tone at the answer to its question, though its metal flaps lifting and shaking slightly in what one could possibly perceive as joy, or anger. Probably the first considering the Geth hadn't been hostile for now. When the Spectre's referred it in female pronouns. Filling in some information the organics required for Phalanx to wander around freely, considering Geth usually didn't have personal files, the Geth program had put female as it's 'gender' simply because... well it seemed right. Body frame was more fragile compared to more heavy built platforms like the Geth Prime or Geth Juggernaut and its original Creator was indeed female. It was a choice that seemed... accurate. Even if it wasn't logically so. After all, logically, it was only just a robot.

Looking to the Baltarian as he spoke, Phalanx considered his words, processing them within its system. It made sense that simple study wouldn't really provide Phalanx with goal it sought for. A reason it had joined on this adventure on a actual crew. Indeed, it could be destroyed, though a bit harder compared to the fleshy creatures. But it would probably get answers if it worked together like. With so many varieties of people. Indeed, it was looking foreword in having this 'companionship' as it were. It was a rare chance it got considering most organics avoid it.

"Affirmative. I shall attempt to understand this companionship in order to further my knowledge. I am... looking foreword to working with you, friendly Ja'Far Balak." Phalanx responded, flaps opening and closing in a steady manner. Mhm. There was something in its circuits it was sensing again. Like the unending curiosity it had discovered it felt after the Old Machine war. It was... light. Like it didn't carry the weight of its sniper rifle or shotgun. Or that it got zapped with a power boost. Was this another emotion? Which one was it? Well, it must not be negative, for it liked this feeling.

Phalanx listened curiously as its new squadmates asked questions and received answers. The Female Turian deciding to join the crew as well, classified as Sicaria Velinian. Pausing as it... seemed something was off, the Geth Platform turned its flashlight head down the dark corridor. Just in time to see a human female shout out a order. Scanning her over, it appeared she was part of the Human Alliance. It seemed she was suspicious of them, and Phalanx found another gun pointed in its direction. On the bright side, the human female did not fire first and ask questions later. So slowly, the Geth platform holstered its sniper rifle on its back then raised its arms again in commonly humans show a sign of peace and surrender. It took a few steps foreword in order to help block line of fire from the rest of the group.

It was the only robot, gunfire upon it was preferred on it rather than its fleshy teammates. Plus, it did not wish for them to get hurt. It was about to blurt out a whole speech again on what was going on but remembered the correction Ellis Taevon made and recalculated. "Greetings. System 42009874563001 reporting. Call Sign, Phalanx. Classified, Infiltrator. This group has no intention in causing harm to the citizens of Earth, Human-Alliance. We are undergoing a Spectre class operation to detain possible Cerberus extremists. I request you to refrain fire and lower weapon, this platform would become almost useless if destroyed into pieces." Phalanx chirped in its robotic tone, the flaps mostly flat against its head, though shaking ever so slightly. Blue glowing optical glass eye watching the human female curiously.
Poor Phalanx, its allies keep pointing guns at it xD
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quite so, but doesn't mean I cannot wonder about the way things will unfold now, can I?


This is true! XD
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