Black_Jon_Bludd

more badges is always good ;p

that's why we farmulate teh nemesis =)

I shall indeed be deNemesing the portal areas at the weekend, the more the merrier =)

and now, by popular demand... (and demand IS the right word, eh kitty?) we have a story for you!

Everyone needs a little kitty
Location: Warburg
Operation: Nuclear Meltdown


The dank tunnels of the WEB were constantly dripping noxious liquids, and the skittering and chittering of the hordes of rogue spiderlings was somewhat irritating. Ms Kitty felt more at home in open spaces, and it was especially enclosed down here, and made even more so by the hulking granite presense of Two Fist beside her, who was idly passing the time by SMASH! ing the spiderlings as they skittered past, their little machine guns doing no damage to his mighty rocky form.
Ms Kitty turned to her other two companions, Atomic Tempest, who was hovering above in her sophisticated evening dress, and Mister Fister, who could have been wearing anything, or indeed nothing, in his giant cloud of puprle smog that shielded him from view.
"Can't we hurry this up?" She purred, crossing her arms under her chest, emphasising the 'interesting' nature of her costume, or rather lack of one.
"I feel the need, the need for speed .... boost that is!" Two Fist shouted as his fluid movements ground to a halt, leaving him moving as quickly as continental drift.
Atomic Tempest sighed and dished out the glowing blue beams of blue energy that her team-mates had come to rely on.
"Let's go." Mister Fister said, his smog extending outwards, merging with the dark shadows and rendering him almost invisible. "I'll scout"
As they headed deeper into the dark corridor they assesed the code they had forced from other scientists, and realised that they probably had enough codes to access the launch terminals. As they proceeded in that direction they were suddenly caught unawares by a volley of acidic venom hurled from the shadows.
"good job i'm not made of limestone..." Fist said, the acid smoking on his torso, giving off a pungent scnet. Then there was no more time for words as a swarm of mutated arachnids poured out from the shadows, spider arms twicthing, faces filled with despair and hatred.
"I feel the need... the need for speed.... boost again!" Two Fist roared, and everyone chorused back "We know!"
The blue beam of inivgorating energy struck him and his speed increased to a rocky blur, his fists dancing left and right, corusucating red energies smashing aracnids off their feet and to the ground, mutant limbs flying.
Beside him Mister Fister was smiting others, his dark energies eating through flesh and bone.
As the enemies crumpled, their attacks doing little damage, the victory party was already being planned, when all of a sudden a larger group, bristling with fang and talon, burst up from below the gratings on the floor, overwhelming Two Fist and Mister Fister.
"Go get the computer!" Two Fist roared, as he staggered and went down under weight of numbers.
Ms Kitty hurled a bolt of dark energy which spiked into several arachnoids, knocking them flying, their lifeforce dispersed in a healing spray. Then she was knocked over by a huge detonation that shook the room, sending chunks of wall and cieling crashing down.
shaking herself out of the pile of rubble eh had become buried in, flicking her tail angrily, Ms Kitty looked over to see that Atomic Tempest had unleashed her nuclear nuke, wiping out dozens of the foe. Unfortunately the counter-attack had appeared to wipe her out in return, as she was lying sprawled in a bloody heap,, her little black dress shredded and burned.
"Good job we've got good hospital bays..." Ms Kitty thought, knowing that the most pricless accolade Atomic Tempest possesed was her Undying badge, which was somewhat ironic.
As Fist and Fister struggled to double team their many opponents Ms Kitty flew towards the console. Reaching it, she quickly downloaded the launch codes. Then a half dozen more arachnids rushed at her. Bolts of darkness leapt from her hands, bowling them back, but more were coming. In desperation, she summoned her fluffy dark pet, Angelina, which began to smite the enemy with bolts of deep shadow, driving them back. Accelerating on a cloud of rising shadow she burst through the cieling, ignoring the pain, and flew into the sky, heading towards the warburg rocket. Suddenly she veered, as a heroic fool, a fiery blaster, dropped out of stealth beside her and whipped out a volley of fiery arrows. Rolling away she returned fire with chains of deep shadow, and watched in satisfaction as the hero plummeted to the ground, landing on a hercules titan, which quickly shredded him with a volley of lasers and rockets.
Descending majestically onto the rocket launch platform, watching it tower overhead, she entered the launch codes. Then, with great amusement, she watched as the rocket flared into life and sailed up into the sky, heading towards it's target. Once more...

Mission accomplished

the other's were mercenaries =) i.e non vg members =)

as for the kitty story, that's for when i make everyone farm master illusionists with me ~_^

as for starting times, whatevers convienient for everyone else =) tis on the dreck map, so just clear first island, rinse and repeat. shouldn't take too long as a reasonable number of fakes spawn =)

DATELINE 01 - 02 - 06
LOCATION : ALTERNATE DIMENSION, PORTAL ZONE 13-08-913A


Faint smoke drifted over the battlefield, the twitching corpses of most of team Demon littering the ground, blood soaking into the grey soil. Two Fist, his stony skin sparkling in the pale, wan light of this strange other world, once more considered the futility of hiring mercenaries to pad out their ranks. They were inevitably not up to the task, as the pool of sodden soil, next to a shattered corpse indicated. His last surviving team members, Atomic Tempest, and Black Jon Bludd, were pawing through the dead bodies, lotting them of any small valuable items. Jon paused, his dagger having sawed through one corpses fingers to get to his wedding ring, and looked around suddenly.
"Over there...!" He cried, just as through the smoke a battalion of Nemesis charged, the front line made up of the weird, almost insectiod, jaegers, supported by the inevitable squads of Nemesis soldiers, their uniforms looking like props from an old war movie. Their guns were real enough though, Two Fist reflected, as the first volley of shots hammered into the ground just in front of them, tearing up great gobbets of soil and dirt.
"Attack!" He shouted, leaping forwards, energy flaring into life around his mighty fists. One punch ripped apart a jaeger, metal springs and shards flying in all directions. His second fist whipped out, hurling one back into its' bretheren. Bullets flashed past him, and several struck home, sending chips of rock and sprays of blood misting across his vision.
"I said attack!" he roared, and in that moment a huge eruption of radioactive gasses exploded amonst the foe, sending them flying, many of them not to rise again. Atomic Tempest hovered overhead, and as a liutenant tried to rise beams of evil yellow flared from her eyes and struk him down.
"Nice work!" Fist roared, smashing apart a half dozen jaeger that crowded him, ignoring the numerous deep wounds upon his body from their spinning razor-toothed saws. It was then that he realised the Nemesis was only the frontal assault, as he was struck from behind by a spray of burning gas and clining napalm. Staggering, half blind, he was hurled into the air by an incredible upercut, some huge metal fist shattering ribs on impact, his back jarring and vertebrae cracking as he landed heavily.
"Warhulk..." Atomic Tempest cried. Radiation flared from her hands and hammered into it, knocking it away from Two Fist, singeing the metal and glass.
A volley of fire from the few surviving Nemesis troopers flew towards her, most striking an invisible barrier of force that surrounded her, but one bit deep into her leg, sending blood flying and knocking her from the air.
Two Fist staggered to his feet, and with a loud shot of rage was transformed into a huge wrecking-machine of granite. One punch knocked back the warhluk, and another scattered the last of the jaeger. More bullets struck him, and more flame doused him, but he surged forwards, smashing and crushing.
Suddenly Black Jon Bludd emerged from the shadows, his blade lashing out. It smashed through the glass compartment of the Warhulk that housed the controller, impaling it's vital organs. It turned with speed belying its' size and injured status, and sized Jon with a powerful metal claw, ripping deep into his vital organs. He flailed vainly at it with his blade, infliction geep cuts, but unable to stop the metal monster. Then Two Fist cannoned into it, hurling it down. It threw Black Jon Bludd aside, then began to pound down on Two Fist, each blow hurling him further back. Glanching around, he saw Atomic Tempest hurtling in, fresh from having dispatched the last of the Nemesis soldiers. Then she stopped as a volley of gunfire from the Warhulk ripped into her, sending her crashing to the ground. With one last mighty effort Two Fist grappled the 'hulk, lifting it high, then ignoring his many wounds and the flow of oily liquids that was leaking upon him he have a heave, and with the snapping of metal the 'hulk collapsed and was still.
Surveying his injured comrades and suddenly feeling his own wounds he began to return to his more human, fleshy form, and then halted, as out of the smoke and debris stepped a huge man made entirely out of metal.
"Nemesis..." he grwoled, stepping forwards, but a bolt of energy from the long staff the metal monstrocity wielded knocked him backwards.
"Not quite." The robot drawled in an ancient human voice. "Merely one of my many hands. You've overstepped yourself in coming to my lands. And now you pay the price." raising his staff he shot out another bolt of energy, which Two Fist barely avoided. Gathering his injured comrades into his arms he ran, towards the portal and safety, cursing Nemesis with every breath...

Operation : Nemesis Fist

Greetings Fellows Demons. This weekend we must take the fight to Nemesis and show him who is boss. Us! We will need a team of steadfast troops to defeat one hundred of the Fake Nemesis robots, to enable us all to win the title of Unveiler and severely hamper his operations in the area. Volunteers please!

stormies make pirates cry ;p

well if that's the case i agree with you and it needs changing =)

well you'd say 'hey, i fancy a sg sf, anyone want in?' and set it up. not nanotecnology or astrophysics old boy =)

bleh.... you're just jealous of my piratical moves =)

but yes, i shall be there

everyones favourite pirate will endeavour to attend =)

i worked out the trick to that... bots are squishy and dont take long to kill... then he is helpless mwhahahahahahahaha

sorry, i thought they were smarties =)
On a side note, is there a way we can find out exactly what all the custom base items do, as from the raid last night i think there are a few extra functions we'd need, if they are available

it's quiet here too... 70 outcast bosses dead and counting...

I still reckon we need trophy cabinets to show off my badges =)

Kitty is redecorating atm, so expect empty coffers when you log in Doc

well we grouped with danskeren's alt last night for quite a few hours, so no doubt he's given you some insights =)

and of course we promised him 'special' treatment tonight =)


nijaedit myself: 16 blasters... caps at 16 alas man

count me in for the pvp training =)

I like to think i have respectable skills =)

'tis I, Blacky. Just like to say the raid was fun, especially gutting people who wandered around through my watch zone =)

Scarlet was on a cxouple of days ago... briefly =)

I will say that my alt is only in there so i dont miss anything when i'm badgehunting and to earn prestige in the old coffers. He can be kicked when i have used him for all his purpouses +0