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We're going to beat up a 3-week old child! How fun!
I'll respond later, guys. Work kicked my ass today
Don't worry about it :) Hope you feel better!
🍜 have some "feel better" soup
I am going to start the IC soon (TM), however I am going to give Kimmi and Hero a few more days to finish up their CSes.
Thank you. I'll have one prepared tomorrow.
"Like it? Custom made. She's got-" If she got him talking about his work, he'd go on for hours. Or at least until a bullet whizzed past the car. As the blue-haired beauty got into the car, he agreed with her sentiment. Introductions were for when they weren't getting shot at.
"Right. I'll cover us. Marco said, rolling down the window. He twisted his body, readying his gauntlet to rain hellfire down on any pursuers. He heard someone talking next to him, and at first, he thought that the bespectacled girl next to him was calling him Melvin.
"Is this the time?" He asked her, glancing over his shoulder. She was turning on the drone. Or, if the drool was anything to go by, the drone was turning her on. He looked away, not wanting to break his concentration.
"Alright babe, you've got this." He whispered, softly kissing the knuckle of his gauntlet before firing another round. And another, and another. Dust clouded the streets as he laid waste to his pursuers. At the same time, the drones that had been pursuing them fell from the sky. And then they were followed by a ship.
"Did...Did you do that? That was incredible." He asked SIGINT. They were speeding right towards the site. His face cracked into a wicked grin. They screeched to a halt in front of the warehouse.
"You're speaking my language." He said to Diane, slotting a new magazine into his launcher. He unbuckled his seatbelt, before scrambling into the driver's seat. The police and the smugglers were going to war, and they were sandwiched in the middle. But nothing has changed. For all of his life, there had only been one way out. The only way out was up.
"Gigs, hold on tight." He said, turning the ignition and flooring it. "'Cause I don't know how to drive." A mercenary collided with the car, body rolling over the windshield as Marco stuck his arm out the window. An explosion tore through the warehouse door, and he plowed through it, metal screeching as the car ripped through the rubble, the ship in view. Marco opened the door, feet hitting the concrete floor beneath them.
"...I don't suppose any of us is a pilot?" He asked, before launching a smoke grenade through the door, obscuring the only way inside. He grabbed a handful of high explosives from his pocket and threw them near the door. They didn't explode, though. His finger hovering over the button on his gauntlet, as soon as they're pursuers came through they'd be in for a nasty surprise.
"Right. I'll cover us. Marco said, rolling down the window. He twisted his body, readying his gauntlet to rain hellfire down on any pursuers. He heard someone talking next to him, and at first, he thought that the bespectacled girl next to him was calling him Melvin.
"Is this the time?" He asked her, glancing over his shoulder. She was turning on the drone. Or, if the drool was anything to go by, the drone was turning her on. He looked away, not wanting to break his concentration.
"Alright babe, you've got this." He whispered, softly kissing the knuckle of his gauntlet before firing another round. And another, and another. Dust clouded the streets as he laid waste to his pursuers. At the same time, the drones that had been pursuing them fell from the sky. And then they were followed by a ship.
"Did...Did you do that? That was incredible." He asked SIGINT. They were speeding right towards the site. His face cracked into a wicked grin. They screeched to a halt in front of the warehouse.
"You're speaking my language." He said to Diane, slotting a new magazine into his launcher. He unbuckled his seatbelt, before scrambling into the driver's seat. The police and the smugglers were going to war, and they were sandwiched in the middle. But nothing has changed. For all of his life, there had only been one way out. The only way out was up.
"Gigs, hold on tight." He said, turning the ignition and flooring it. "'Cause I don't know how to drive." A mercenary collided with the car, body rolling over the windshield as Marco stuck his arm out the window. An explosion tore through the warehouse door, and he plowed through it, metal screeching as the car ripped through the rubble, the ship in view. Marco opened the door, feet hitting the concrete floor beneath them.
"...I don't suppose any of us is a pilot?" He asked, before launching a smoke grenade through the door, obscuring the only way inside. He grabbed a handful of high explosives from his pocket and threw them near the door. They didn't explode, though. His finger hovering over the button on his gauntlet, as soon as they're pursuers came through they'd be in for a nasty surprise.
@HeroicSociopath
I see you have started work on you CS, and I will just go ahead and mention that the power is probably to strong. If you just want the astral projection part of power, that would be fine, in fact you probably could fit something else in with it.
However, the possession thing is interesting, but if you go down that route, you are probably not also going to be able to have astral projection with it, and it will probably need strict limitations.
Hmmm. What if it's only inanimate objects? Like he can possess a car and make it drive itself?
@HeroicSociopathYour fine. Someone finds me and figures out how to turn me on, they get attacked, I shut down and someone repairs and reprograms me and reactivates me.
Hmmm...Right now everyone's in a firefight in the Prologue thread. That might be tough. What do you think? Maybe give it a read and see if you can think of a good place to put your dude. If you're willing to wait, we might be done soonish.
Posting a WIP.
quisque faber suae fortunae
Marco held onto the bike for dear life, just barely catching Anya's suitcase. He didn't have time to worry about whether he'd live or die, or what the soft object pressing against his head was. With a flick of his wrist, the metal tube that held his bombs fell to the road racing by below. He had another one in his mouth, and jammed it into his gauntlet.
"Brace yourselves!" He called out, and fired the grenade launcher under his wrist. These ones were not smoke bombs.
KABOOM
These were high explosives, and though Marco missed the first one due to having a suitcase land in his crotch, the second one had just flipped one of their pursuer's cars into another one, blocking off that part of the road.
"There they are!" He said to Lucca, trying to get him to stop. He stepped off the hoverbike. He was smiling. He was glad to be alive. In fact, he felt more alive than he had in a long time.
"Collin. Did you see th..." He paused when he saw Ana. She looked like she'd just been fished out of an underwater S&M Club.
"Mate if you're going to go to that sort of party, take me along." Marco said, jogging over. She was carrying a drone. More like dragging it. If she was this desperate to hold onto it, he could only assume it was of critical importance. That, and he thought it looked cool.
"I'll get it." He said, picking the drone up off the ground, holding it over his left shoulder. He turned to face Collin. "So I got a bike, but I dunno if it can hold all of u-" He was interrupted by a car speeding towards them. And in the driver's seat was a familiar face.
"Well. I know a bloody miracle when I see it. Wanna help me get this in back?" Marco asked. He turned to Giggles. "Who are these people? I was gone for, like. Ten minutes." He said, as the fuel tank of one of the cars he had totalled exploded behind them.
Marco held onto the bike for dear life, just barely catching Anya's suitcase. He didn't have time to worry about whether he'd live or die, or what the soft object pressing against his head was. With a flick of his wrist, the metal tube that held his bombs fell to the road racing by below. He had another one in his mouth, and jammed it into his gauntlet.
"Brace yourselves!" He called out, and fired the grenade launcher under his wrist. These ones were not smoke bombs.
KABOOM
These were high explosives, and though Marco missed the first one due to having a suitcase land in his crotch, the second one had just flipped one of their pursuer's cars into another one, blocking off that part of the road.
"There they are!" He said to Lucca, trying to get him to stop. He stepped off the hoverbike. He was smiling. He was glad to be alive. In fact, he felt more alive than he had in a long time.
"Collin. Did you see th..." He paused when he saw Ana. She looked like she'd just been fished out of an underwater S&M Club.
"Mate if you're going to go to that sort of party, take me along." Marco said, jogging over. She was carrying a drone. More like dragging it. If she was this desperate to hold onto it, he could only assume it was of critical importance. That, and he thought it looked cool.
"I'll get it." He said, picking the drone up off the ground, holding it over his left shoulder. He turned to face Collin. "So I got a bike, but I dunno if it can hold all of u-" He was interrupted by a car speeding towards them. And in the driver's seat was a familiar face.
"Well. I know a bloody miracle when I see it. Wanna help me get this in back?" Marco asked. He turned to Giggles. "Who are these people? I was gone for, like. Ten minutes." He said, as the fuel tank of one of the cars he had totalled exploded behind them.
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