It's a little far ahead, but I thought I'd let you all know while we were bringing up times that we would be leaving and going.
That shouldn't be a problem, Chuck will have taken control of the world by then anyway!
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STATUS: When the world gets you down, and you think no one cares, try to picture something soft and cuddly.And then imagine it being run over by a forklift truck. 8 yrs ago
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When the world gets you down, and you think no one cares, try to picture something soft and cuddly.And then imagine it being run over by a forklift truck.
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#We're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of OZ... Sing along now!
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And remember, Respect is everything!
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"There's no point in being grown-up if you can't be childish sometimes." - Fourth Doctor, 'Robot, Part Four
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I think I just pushed the wrong button on my iPad and nuked France. Hope no-one noticed.
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A player of games and a liver of lives, sometimes with onions and gravy.
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That shouldn't be a problem, Chuck will have taken control of the world by then anyway!
Quickly stepping forwards Meltdown willed his silver skin up in front of his body, hardening himself into a near-impenetrable barrier to soak up the incoming fire. "Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea?" He said, turning a raised eyebrow in Qiqi's direction, although not actually directing the comment at her in any direct fashion. "I should be able to hold them off, but not for long. There's a limit to how much damage I can withstand before I need to rest and recover. Hardline, would you mind?"
"On it!" The russian medic called over, letting her body seem to fall apart for a moment as her silver blood reconfigured her form into that of a long, thin snake. Quickly weaving her way across the ground Hardline launched herself at one of the air vents Nici had identified in her recon trip. Smashing her way through the grill Hardline let herself fall down into the lower levels. "Now, which way was it..?" She wondered to herself as she began to make her way through the maze of air ducts and ventilation shafts, heading for the control room as quickly as she could, hoping the other infiltrators would be thinking the same thing.
"On it!" The russian medic called over, letting her body seem to fall apart for a moment as her silver blood reconfigured her form into that of a long, thin snake. Quickly weaving her way across the ground Hardline launched herself at one of the air vents Nici had identified in her recon trip. Smashing her way through the grill Hardline let herself fall down into the lower levels. "Now, which way was it..?" She wondered to herself as she began to make her way through the maze of air ducts and ventilation shafts, heading for the control room as quickly as she could, hoping the other infiltrators would be thinking the same thing.
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Stepping out into the lounge Geoff had had enough. "Alright the lot of you, last orders!" He bellowed at the top of his lungs. It was still quite early, but with the walls and floors of his prized establishment already blown apart half a dozen times the barman was willing to call it a night.
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Chuck growled angrily as he watched the food being laid out for him. "Hey, this isn't what I ordered!" He shouted at the bellhop as the young girl darted back out into the hallway before he had a chance to stop her. Turning back to the selection he stared down at what he'd received in place of what he'd asked for. There didn't seem to be a breadknife, or a bucket of ice, not even any ice cream.
Sighing with frustration Chuck picked up the steak in his hand and lifting it to his mouth took a vicious bite out of it. As he chewed the meat thoroughly, savouring the succulent flavour of the rarely cooked protein, he had to admit that whatever the meat was didn't taste at all bad. In fact he might order some more of it once he'd finished with his chore.
Reaching into his pocket as he lowered himself into the desk chair Chuck laid the mysterious heating envelope out in front of him, inspecting it carefully in the light of the merrily burning computer. Setting the half-eaten steak aside for a moment he reached inside his sleeve and pulled out the glass eye, carefully holding it in one hand in such a way that it rubbed against the envelope as he once again tried to open it.
Chuck growled angrily as he watched the food being laid out for him. "Hey, this isn't what I ordered!" He shouted at the bellhop as the young girl darted back out into the hallway before he had a chance to stop her. Turning back to the selection he stared down at what he'd received in place of what he'd asked for. There didn't seem to be a breadknife, or a bucket of ice, not even any ice cream.
Sighing with frustration Chuck picked up the steak in his hand and lifting it to his mouth took a vicious bite out of it. As he chewed the meat thoroughly, savouring the succulent flavour of the rarely cooked protein, he had to admit that whatever the meat was didn't taste at all bad. In fact he might order some more of it once he'd finished with his chore.
Reaching into his pocket as he lowered himself into the desk chair Chuck laid the mysterious heating envelope out in front of him, inspecting it carefully in the light of the merrily burning computer. Setting the half-eaten steak aside for a moment he reached inside his sleeve and pulled out the glass eye, carefully holding it in one hand in such a way that it rubbed against the envelope as he once again tried to open it.
I've cleared the path to the roof now, if someone takes out the staircase leading up from the ground floor we should be able to trap the SWAT Officers and move on to the Gungirls. That, or take advantage of the high ground to finish them off.
Propelled at full speed Bumblebee carefully wove her way passed her companions and smashed hard into SWAT Officer 3, lifting him off his feet with the force of her impact. Gripping his armour tightly the aviatrix pulled the heavy man along with her until she finally slammed into the far wall, letting the armoured law enforcement officer drop down the stairwell on top of his colleague as she quickly hit the airbrakes and flipped around to look down the now clear corridor with the roof access stairway now unguarded.
Recover +1 Energy
Bumblebee is currently Levitating! -1 Energy
Bumblebee is currently Armoured! +3 Defence
Bumblebee is no longer Disorientated!
Bumblebee is currently Mach 1! (2/2) - (Next attack uses combined Attack and Defence)
Action: Attack SWAT Officer 3
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I was deliberately trying to hold back on posting to give some of the others a chance. It was becoming a little too much like a 1x1 adventure with just Chuck's story being told.
As the busty hologramatic temptress flitted around the much younger looking AI Georgia noticed the way Kappa was watching the two programs interact. There was something in her simulated body language which seemed to suggest fear, and hope.
Leaning down Georgia spoke softly, the words barely coming out of his mouth but he knew simply by vocalising them the presence in his head would understand. "Are you okay?" He asked, with genuine concern.
"What..?" Kappa responded, turning suddenly as though she'd been caught out doing something she shouldn't. "No, it's nothing," she continued bashfully, "It's just that... I was told we couldn't..." As her words trailed off the AI turned back to look over at Gamma again, her expression once again showing a fearful curiosity which left Georgia wondering exactly what the program was thinking. Or calculating, at least.
With the meeting closing up Georgia rose from his seat, tapping the table through Kappa's hologram to attract her attention. "Come on," he said, his voice loud enough for the others to hear once more, "I'm going to need your advice on what to wear."
With a deep sigh Kappa turned away from the others, lowering her gaze for a moment before looking up at Georgia with a playful grin. "Just as long as it's not the black corset with the fishnet stockings again, you really don't her the thighs to pull off that looks." She said with a playful twinkle in her artificial eye.
Georgia stammered for a moment as he looked back over his shoulder at the rest of the team before bending down closer to the hologram. "I told you, that was for a play we did back in the Academy. An old Earth classic."
"Really? And I suppose that girl draping herself all over you was part of the play too, huh?" Kappa retorted, leaning forwards with her hands on her hips just far enough to let Georgia get a good line of sight down her top. "You're nothing but a pervert. In fact I think they gave you the wrong codename, you should be Hentai-ōji, not Georgia!"
Shaking his head with a sigh Georgia made his way out of the room as quickly as he could, before the tempestuous little hologram decided to mention bedwetting or that time at junior prom with Stacy's mom.
Leaning down Georgia spoke softly, the words barely coming out of his mouth but he knew simply by vocalising them the presence in his head would understand. "Are you okay?" He asked, with genuine concern.
"What..?" Kappa responded, turning suddenly as though she'd been caught out doing something she shouldn't. "No, it's nothing," she continued bashfully, "It's just that... I was told we couldn't..." As her words trailed off the AI turned back to look over at Gamma again, her expression once again showing a fearful curiosity which left Georgia wondering exactly what the program was thinking. Or calculating, at least.
With the meeting closing up Georgia rose from his seat, tapping the table through Kappa's hologram to attract her attention. "Come on," he said, his voice loud enough for the others to hear once more, "I'm going to need your advice on what to wear."
With a deep sigh Kappa turned away from the others, lowering her gaze for a moment before looking up at Georgia with a playful grin. "Just as long as it's not the black corset with the fishnet stockings again, you really don't her the thighs to pull off that looks." She said with a playful twinkle in her artificial eye.
Georgia stammered for a moment as he looked back over his shoulder at the rest of the team before bending down closer to the hologram. "I told you, that was for a play we did back in the Academy. An old Earth classic."
"Really? And I suppose that girl draping herself all over you was part of the play too, huh?" Kappa retorted, leaning forwards with her hands on her hips just far enough to let Georgia get a good line of sight down her top. "You're nothing but a pervert. In fact I think they gave you the wrong codename, you should be Hentai-ōji, not Georgia!"
Shaking his head with a sigh Georgia made his way out of the room as quickly as he could, before the tempestuous little hologram decided to mention bedwetting or that time at junior prom with Stacy's mom.
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Growling deep in his throat Chuck slammed his fist down hard on the desk. He should've expected it wouldn't have been as easy as that, but he could still make use of the computer in a way. Clicking on the 'Free elf woman' link he pulled up the advert. After all, it wasn't his computer so there wasn't anything they could do to harm him, and if the advert was true he could potentially gain a contact who'd previously been connected with a number of powerful people within the city.
Stepping away from the desk Chuck lifted his mask off for a moment to rub his eyes before putting the covering back into place and sitting back down. He'd learnt the hard way that even in private it was best to keep his identity hidden, you never knew who might be watching. Once he'd managed to calm himself down a little Chuck opened up the pinball game and waited for his dinner to arrive, hoping the room service in the hotel was better than the internet service.
Growling deep in his throat Chuck slammed his fist down hard on the desk. He should've expected it wouldn't have been as easy as that, but he could still make use of the computer in a way. Clicking on the 'Free elf woman' link he pulled up the advert. After all, it wasn't his computer so there wasn't anything they could do to harm him, and if the advert was true he could potentially gain a contact who'd previously been connected with a number of powerful people within the city.
Stepping away from the desk Chuck lifted his mask off for a moment to rub his eyes before putting the covering back into place and sitting back down. He'd learnt the hard way that even in private it was best to keep his identity hidden, you never knew who might be watching. Once he'd managed to calm himself down a little Chuck opened up the pinball game and waited for his dinner to arrive, hoping the room service in the hotel was better than the internet service.
As the dwarven tinkerer began to dismantle the veilfire piping her screwdriver slipped in her hand, catching on the ancient metal tubing and piercing it through. Leaping back Etta was just in time to avoid setting herself ablaze as a jet of green fire shot across the tunnel, almost catching Lian from behind.
Suddenly ahead of them in the darkness a pack of deepstalkers, five or six in number, who had been carefully sneaking closer to the explorers under cover of the shadows were lit up by the bright green flare, their gleaming under the magical illumination. Giving a loud hiss the beasts leapt forwards to attack the advanced party.
Meanwhile, on the surface the wolves were drawing closer to the group of humans, carefully skulking through the undergrowth as they stalked the outlying guards. With over a dozen in their pack the wolves usually struggled to feed themselves on the sparse game they could catch beneath the ancient trees, but today they'd been presented with an entire buffet of meat to choose from.
Closing within a few feet of the absentminded militiaman the alpha took a de4ep breath, tasting the flavour of the man's sweat on the breeze before pouncing forwards. Hearing the snort of air the guard turned, raising his crossbow, but he was too late. As the wolf's jaws closed around his throat all the man could do was cry out in shameful agony.
Hearing the cry Martin tossed his pipe aside, his sword and shield in hand before the ivory bowl had hit the floor. "You, you and you, with me!" He called out, gesturing to three of the party members at random as he quickly made his way over in the direction of the scream, not even bothering to note who it was her'd asked to follow him.
As he approached the brushline Martin slowed his pace, eyes darting over the bushes as he tried to pierce their dense cover to see what was happening. Just as he did the wolf leap up out at him, barely giving the warrior time to raise his shield and batter the beast aside as the pack descended on the party.
"To Arms! To Arms!" Martin called out as he was knocked back by the force of the impact, stumbling for a second before turning to face the beast. Shifting his fingers Martin gripped his sword more tightly before swinging it down hard towards the rabid animal, while all around him the pack began to rip into the militia with tooth and claw. At the last moment the beast he was facing darted aside, and rather than slicing into the wolf's neck as he'd planned Martin watched as his blade cut a long, shallow bloody gash in the hound's shoulder.
The yelp quickly turned into an angry growl as the beast began to pace around Martin, slowly trying to work its way towards the soldier's flank. Narrowing his eyes Martin immediately recognised what the pack hunter was doing and turning away he swung his sword up high, catching the second beast across the underbelly as it tried to leap at Martin from out of the forest cover.
"For fuck's sake, you fucking maggots," Martin called out, realising he'd been spending far too much time with Fredrick over the last couple of days, "Fight, Maker damn you!"
Suddenly ahead of them in the darkness a pack of deepstalkers, five or six in number, who had been carefully sneaking closer to the explorers under cover of the shadows were lit up by the bright green flare, their gleaming under the magical illumination. Giving a loud hiss the beasts leapt forwards to attack the advanced party.
Meanwhile, on the surface the wolves were drawing closer to the group of humans, carefully skulking through the undergrowth as they stalked the outlying guards. With over a dozen in their pack the wolves usually struggled to feed themselves on the sparse game they could catch beneath the ancient trees, but today they'd been presented with an entire buffet of meat to choose from.
Closing within a few feet of the absentminded militiaman the alpha took a de4ep breath, tasting the flavour of the man's sweat on the breeze before pouncing forwards. Hearing the snort of air the guard turned, raising his crossbow, but he was too late. As the wolf's jaws closed around his throat all the man could do was cry out in shameful agony.
Hearing the cry Martin tossed his pipe aside, his sword and shield in hand before the ivory bowl had hit the floor. "You, you and you, with me!" He called out, gesturing to three of the party members at random as he quickly made his way over in the direction of the scream, not even bothering to note who it was her'd asked to follow him.
As he approached the brushline Martin slowed his pace, eyes darting over the bushes as he tried to pierce their dense cover to see what was happening. Just as he did the wolf leap up out at him, barely giving the warrior time to raise his shield and batter the beast aside as the pack descended on the party.
"To Arms! To Arms!" Martin called out as he was knocked back by the force of the impact, stumbling for a second before turning to face the beast. Shifting his fingers Martin gripped his sword more tightly before swinging it down hard towards the rabid animal, while all around him the pack began to rip into the militia with tooth and claw. At the last moment the beast he was facing darted aside, and rather than slicing into the wolf's neck as he'd planned Martin watched as his blade cut a long, shallow bloody gash in the hound's shoulder.
The yelp quickly turned into an angry growl as the beast began to pace around Martin, slowly trying to work its way towards the soldier's flank. Narrowing his eyes Martin immediately recognised what the pack hunter was doing and turning away he swung his sword up high, catching the second beast across the underbelly as it tried to leap at Martin from out of the forest cover.
"For fuck's sake, you fucking maggots," Martin called out, realising he'd been spending far too much time with Fredrick over the last couple of days, "Fight, Maker damn you!"
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