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E4 North
(17)

“You may think that I am a moron!” the wrestler grunts in the cold “But I know many things!”

Some of the rocks began t o split from the rapid cooling, their cracks perhaps just a momentary distraction from the sound of sand rubbing on sand, against rock and against metal. The sand at first began to jump before it rose into the air, rubbing and spinning in circles as the room began to fill with a sand storm, a counter source of heat rising to battle Damsels chill.

“Like sand rubbing against sand, causes friction and friction causes heat!”

E4 East
(13)

“Woah! Woah!”

The blades cut close to the Jaguar themed fighter, making him strike some rather odd poses as he uses his speed to dodge out of the way, only to have to pull up short to avoid dodging into another blade.

He runs forward at the girl making breast stroke swimming motions with his arms, creating a shield of heated and pushed away air, that he intends to use to deflect the blades while sprinting closer.

E4 South
(3)

The bird man falls back, just as the sonic bursts rip his wings, he plummets head first to the floor, where he jerks and flops several times, before falling still.

The room lights up, the electricity stops, a small panel in the roof opens up and a plastic box attached to a length of chain drops down near the enterance, within the clear box is a disc, smooth on one side with puzzle like notches on the upper half, it’s an inch thick and has the letter ‘S’ engraved on the side.

E4 West
(14)

Several patches of the water bulge up, either side of the bridge, before from the upper north west corner of the room a bullet of water fire, shaped like a cannon ball it would have the same level of impact.

E4

The building threatens to crumble at any moment as several load bearing walls and structures collapse. Below this would send echoes and dust falling from the roof.

D5 Tunnels

The area would indeed smell as if Tomb has been here, Tomb and many other humans, though the scent is several hours old, and with the disturbances caused by Destroyer and Vyachslav its almost impossible to tell whether the strongest scent is one heading deeper or out of the mines.

D5 Labs

The porcine ape, looks confused, before it bellows and beats its fists against its chest, picking up another crate it tosses it at Vyachslav as it gets more and more irate with the intruders.

Above the island.

The sky close to the island is filled with a hellish thunderstorm, ash and rock dust rub against each other filling the choking black clouds with intense displays of lightning that causes molten bits of glass to fall like rain water.

Exactly that.

F11

The submarines speakers crackled into life. Giving a howl of feedback before a salty voice speaks.

"Ye be wanting the pipsqueak to be safe, then yer better get a move on. She's under that dere plant, locked up tighter than a princess's knickers so she is. You bring her here and things can end up all ship shape."


E4 East Room

(12)
Sprang!

The wall of force hits hits Infeno Jaguar, tossing him backwards, he shakes his head to clear the ringing in his ears.

"You little motha ******!" he snarls before.

He accelerates with a sonic boom, a trick of the acceleration causing him to appear to vanish as he appears close enough to aim a flaming round house kick at the girl.

E4 North
(5)

Terra Ox stomps his feet in annoyance, he's unable to find Damsel.

"Come out you cheater, let us wrestle like men!" he tries to reason with her.

I'd say that Ninja's are just as likely to be magic origin as natural. Depends where you draw the line between mysticism and mystic.

Was writing something else, will return to the thread now.

E4
West Door
(17)

The frogman jumps back, with a flick a face plate comes down obscuring his face as he tumbles gracefully into the water, turning invisible as he does so, the water bulges upwards as a water whip heads towards Erez'Zul, snapping the railing as it whips forward.

South Door

Thunder Hawk, whips his arms forwards sending several feather shaped throwing knives at Screecher, each with an almost invisible in the gloom.

East

Inferno Jaguar… face palms.

“I can’t believe this ****, months of practise and they send a ******* sidekick to fight me?” he sounds gutted.

“Listen you’ve got ten seconds to leave and get your boss Captain Rainbow, or whoever to come in here and fight me” he starts doing squats, warming up.

North
(19)
Terra Ox weathered the blows like a mountain, like stone. Truthfully a lot like both, as the first hit struck him is skin went gray, and started to increase in toughness with each blow, until it was like striking unyielding stone.

“You are not a bear! But let us wrestle anyway!” he announces in a loud voice.

Turning he punches the floor with a yelled

“Floor becomes SPIKES NOW!”

True to his word, the floor became covered with needle sharp stone spikes, each a half foot long and closely packed, like a hedgehog or hairbrush.

E4 Above.

Smashed up, signs of obvious battle, Elevator is currently down, Elevator passage is not hidden.

D5 Storage
(18)

Hugo catches the scientist, with a grunt and then…

Tosses him straight back at Destroyer.

“Stoppppp zis I am a man of SCIENCE!”

D5 Viral Lab->Storage-> Beyond the blast door.

Various forms of low yield explosive line the walls, clearly Tomb had been stocking up to spread the virus. In the centre of the room is a massive, triple sealed valve covered trap door. Around it are warning posters, ‘Warning’ they say ‘Do Not Open The Trapdoor’, they continue ‘Something Wicked Is Down There’.

Maybe I'm misremembering the video...

But isn't the Natural set for the origins pack, labeled as the Nature set?

Nah he's EU.

Why didn't they put the Steampunk stuff in? Its so lovely!

E4 Below

West Door

The water surges upwards, as a figure leaps from the pool, at first it is invisible just a barely visible shimmer, that gradually becomes coloured. Patches of dark green appear as water drips from the figures body to reveal…

A six foot two tall man, built like a martial artist, wearing a slightly oversized dark green frog suit, not a frog suit as in a frog mans diving suit, no a frog suit like an actual frog, complete with webbed feet and hands as well as googley eyes. The frogs mouth is open and the mans face can be seen within it, Caucasian, a little bit of blonde stubble on his chin, swimming goggles covering his eyes.

“And I am its master!” he announces dropping into a crouched martial arts pose “DEEP FROG!”


South Door

The room lights up as electricity arcs out towards several of the metal poles, they glow like light bulb the metal burning bright and hot from the current. It illuminates a man about five foot six, wearing a stylised bird costume, slightly Aztec like in design, all gold and red, his face is covered by a helmet like a birds head, he stands with his arms up, wings attached to his underarms…

“And I am its Master!” he announces dropping his arms, fixing Screecher with a helmeted gaze “THUNDER HAWK!”



East Door

Again the floor moves towards another door, which opens to reveal a room made of granite, the room is incredibly hot, like a steel mill or glass works. Flames flicker on the floor, igniting one by one to form a corridor or red carpet of dull red flames.

“The spark that started all invention, the light that separates us from beasts...”

There is a burst of sound as something large breaks the sound barrier, a man appearing with flames flickering around him, the flames die out to reveal. A man around six foot tall, in a tight lycra like bodysuit with matching gloves and boots, a tech looking helmet is on his face the metal and plastic moulded to look like some form of big cat. He looks more than a little bit like a power ranger, especially when he throws a few martial arts kicks and blows, finishing with a round house that causes another sonic boom and creates a burst of flame in the air.

“And I am its master!” he stands in a ready position “INFERNO JAGUAR!”



North

The door leads like the others to a corridor, another door and then a much larger room, this one has a dirt floor, and loads of assorted rocks scattered around, giving the room the look of an abandoned quarry.

“The foundation on which we build our lives, provider of all since our early days…”

The floor bulges upwards as an absolute giant of a man bursts from the ground, seven foot if an inch and rippling with muscles, he wears a Lucha Libre mask, wrestling shorts and large wrestling boots. His mask is topped with a large pair of Ox horns, he shakes dirt from himself, rolling his arms to warm up.

“And I am its master!” he bellows out standing with his arms upraised as he roars “TERRA OX!”





F11




The moment the hatch is opened sub machine gun fire speaks, bullets whizzing out of the hatch though for the most part the submarines defenders are firing blind.



D5 Storage

“No no no vat have you done?” the scientist cries out before covering his mouth, realizing too late that he’d breathed in the virus.

“Ze sun yes I just need to avoid ze sun, but you, you blithering IMBECIL! You VILL RUE ZE DAY YOU CAME HERE!” he takes a bleeper from his coat pocket, clicking it towards the door which slides open slightly.

The door opens more as a vast hand reaches to grip the edge and slide it further open, revealing a twenty foot tall well it looks to be a silver back Gorilla, except instead of an apes head it has that of a wild boar, complete with broadsword length tusks.

“Mwuh?” it grunts questioningly


“Hugo destroy zat fool!” the scientist declares pointing dramatically at Destroyer.

“Mwgronk!” the Simi-ham’s nostrils flare as it lifts up a wooden crate and Donkey Kong’s it at Destroyer.

E4

Is left in the state that the courts werewolf team leaves it in, the Spetsnaz remaining hidden for the moment as they study the situation.

E4 Below.

West door:

The door snaps open as Erez’Zul approaches it, to close with another snap behind him. There is a short corridor, a corridor that moves pushing him towards the next doors, which open and snap shut behind him again.

The room is large and square, from the door way across to the other side of the room is a metal grilled floor, about two people wide and fenced in by a pair of safety barriers. The grilled floor is perhaps a few inches above water that floods the rest of the room, its perhaps ten foot deep. The room is illuminated from below, lights set into the floor and shinning up through the water, causing a rippling effect.

A voice speaks.

“The ultimate source of life, without it we are just dust…”


South door:

The door snaps open as Screecher approaches it, to close with another snap behind him. There is a short corridor, a corridor that moves pushing him towards the next doors, which open and snap shut behind him again.
This room is mostly dark, though far, far larger than the other rooms, bars and small platforms are laid out seemingly at random around the room, the floor crackles with electricity, visibly arcing and sparking as it crawls and leaps across the ground, the floor is perhaps twenty foot below the little platform on which Screecher finds itself.

“Endless, eternal, always above us…”

Central room:

As Damsel places her fist in the hole there would be a brief burst of energy and the limb would go out of phase with the rest of the world. This would pretty much sever anything placed into the hole, cutting it on the atomic level which would mean it would take a second or so for the blood to start pumping out and nerves to start screaming at the loss.


D5 Viral Lab Alpha -> D5 Storage

The elevator speeds downwards, opening out on to a warehouse floor. A couple of hundred glowing red, liquid filled glass spheres line the walls, as do the components for making low yield explosives, designed for spreading liquid or gas over a wide area.

Opposite from the elevator a man is busy loading several of the glass spheres into a duffle bag.

“Never enough time, why do they alvays come too soon, ze ignorant louts with their dammed pitch forks and flaming torches! Fools and peasents they do not understand ze glories of SCIENCE MWAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAH AZAHAZHAZAH!” he outright rants to himself, further beyond him is a large set of blast doors, as tall as the warehouse room.

F5

They take a few departing shots as they move away, but nothing too serious as they head over the road and down into the long grass on the other side. One does leave a claymore mine behind just to dissuade any pursuers.

They’d left heavy weaponry behind, a couple of single use anti-aircraft rockets, and a snub barreled grenade launcher with a half dozen rounds. Why they had left the grenade launcher behind might have something to do with it being in a box labeled “Experimental Void Grenandes”.

D5 Viral Lab Status:

There are three floors below the flooded one, currently there are unusual energy signatures from the bottom floor. Two floors down, there is nothing, not even a trace of energy, not even enough that it could power an electric light.

The vampires have gone feral, they patrol the water with minds little more self aware than a hungry piranha, though they ignore Vyachslav for the most part only moving away if he enters the water as they look for more ‘natural’ prey.

Yeah that they are sensible.

Or Patsy is ugly.

Or she doesn't look enough like a man.

E4


The plant is how Damsel, the demons, mercs and Ere'Zul have left it. A smokey, damaged and battle debris covered building.



E4 The Elevator

The elevator begins to descend taking quite some time to arrive at its destination, time that may be quite torturous. As the lift descends it plays music, eighties pop music, but entirely instrumental. That is to say; played entirely on pan pipes.

The elevator doesn’t actually travel that far down, it just does so extremely slowly. It arrives at a room, the elevator opening to face another set of heavy blast doors, the metal doors and the circular shaft they open onto are a dull purplish grey, the markings of an impervium alloy, the metal pulses with static and waves of blue energy and mystic runes run appear on its surface. Above the blast door is a fist sized circular hole.

Doors are situated at the north, south, east and west of the room, the walls pulse with the same blue energy. On each of the doors a sign is posted “Only one may enter.”

Music plays on loop:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNkRMbD6nDY




D5 Viral Lab Alpha.

Elevator room status: Elevator broken and stuck at the bottom floor, room flooded up to thigh height with a red watery liquid.

Beyond the Environment doors: A corridor runs along, two doors face each other mid way along the corridor. One is labelled ‘Armoury’ the other ‘Footry’ , at the end of the corridor is a large freight elevator.


A8

(Will leave it to Blade, Mor and Alexis to hammer it out)


F11

The submarine… contains seamen, it also contains a loading bay full of money, food, weapons and some sorts of chemicals. The seamen and seawomen are armed, and apparently aware of the heroes outside. Some are in defensive positions, while others continue to make the submarine ready.



F5

The mercs share a look, before moving away keeping their guns trained on Patsy.

<Crazy *****> one of them mutters.

“You, you do not follow, you follow you die, you move you die” the leader barks out.

The mercs change position, two keeping their weapons on Patsy, as they begin to move away heading towards the Insidium Plant, two looking forward as they move in trained, ready for battle formation.

It is a very viable business model, the number of people who are willing to pay $15 every once in awhile for something (Be it a new character slot/race/costume/etc) are far larger than those willing to pay $15 a month for game access.

Not really okay with the method used sorry.

Given that the island is pretty busy with ghosts right now (Dead mercs at A8, and more in the jungles) finding a communication line that may not even be 'pointing' in the direction of the ship.

Not really happy with popping up new PC's with 'useful' skills like that either.

Personally I'd have the none special character page, link to the one with the fancy letters, but that's just HCI lectures having an effect on me.

If Ransim is okay with it, why are you two moaning exactly?

The phonecall.

Pampering, the chance to be the centre of attention, to wear beautiful dresses and have everyone tell her how pretty she is, every little girls dream. She caught sight of her reflection in a mirror, no that isn’t her dream, that dream belongs to someone else.

“While I would be delighted to appear in your magazine.” She says watching the ghosts carry her words out of the room, the Necrotelicom, a handy marriage of necromancy and technology, part telephone part ghost chain gang.

“Currently my island is besieged by the forces of well they’d call themselves justice, and the turn out for the annual ‘Monster mash ‘. So I’m afraid the only way I’ll be appearing in your magazine is if you’re running a ‘Stars in Prison Stripes’ edition, or as its looking increasingly more likely, in the obituaries section.” She quirks a little smile as she says that.

F5

<Translated from Russian>

<This is ******* crazy!> one of the soldiers says

<Quit your ******** Dimitri, we have been well paid for this.> Another says.

The doors of the APC open, six men sliding out, bruised and battered but otherwise unharmed by the rapid journey and explosive ending. Each are wearing dark Spetsnaz like uniforms, combat helmets and flak jackets, each is armed with an AK-47, which after a brief moment of confusion…

<Aiieeeee it’s Baba Yaga!> One of the soldiers screams out noticing Patsy and her current state.

They train their guns on Patsy.
“You who are you?” the squad leaders asks in rough, broken English.

F11

The field sparks, and bulges, the air shifting as the darkness of the cave billows outwards, with a whumwhumwhum noise, the field breaks, revealing the cave to be much deeper, in fact an entire submarine dock was hidden by the field, machines running on automated programming are in the process of loading things into a medium sized submarine.

The machines are for the most part robotic arms mounted on the docks, though several are flatbed caterpillar tracked ones that drive back and forth delivering and receiving supplies from robotic arms.

The submarine is pink, and has been decorated with the ten thousand yard stare and smile of a ‘My Little Pony’.

A8

The port is in a right old state, the corrugated iron building lie in ruins, and pretty much anything flammable is on fire, the soldiers have either fled or now wander as mindless zombies, dragging their rifles as they look for prey.

Of course prey could very well mean the werewolf and gang members that had just arrived…

C5 And other Jungle areas.

Fire leaps from tree to tree, the jungle is burning as creatures both natural and created panic and run from the flames.

Across the Island.

Thick smoke rises up from the jungles, bringing the smell of burning wood and roasting meat. The wind pushes the smoke southwards.

D5

Is for the most part free, though currently it is filled with thick smoke and sparks whipped up from the jungle flames.

E4

With an almost cheery ding, the doors open to reveal… an elevator, large enough for four people, though it’d be snug if anyone was larger than the average human.

D5 Status

Inside:Corridors trapped. Elevator down and broken.
Outside: Smokey, ashy


Viral Lab Alpha.

The torso surges forward at the poking, pressing its face against the glass, showing off prominent fangs as it gums and licks at the bullet proof glass. To the north and south of the lab are pairs of environmentally sealed doors.


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