CactusBrawler

D5
In the elevator heading down.

The elevator headed downwards, downwards and even further down, rock shaft turning to re-enforced grey metal. Then the elevator moves down into a wide open area, it glows a blood red, with a series of clear tubes pulsing with a red glowing liquid flowing around the room. Large cylinders made of a dark metal and glass like substance contain people, well parts of people, the figures within missing their arms and legs.

A poster on the wall reads “Now entering Viral Lab Alpha. Please wear protective clothing. Those found without proper clothing will be staked through the heart.”

C5

The road here is for the most part undamaged, the jungle is below with a steep cliff face leading down, to the south the road bends around the mountain, to the south east it might be possible to see a large metal and concrete building complex (E4) through the ash that falls like hot flakes of snow.


F11
Closer inspection of the cave.

Deeper within the cave the shadows and darkness don’t sit naturally, the sound of crashing waves are odd too, as if stilled by a blanket or closed door.

F6->F5

Unaware of their passenger the APC continues to ‘punch it’ crushing the grass and minor obstacles like logs and abandoned couches under its tracks. That is until it hits a land mind, the explosion ripping the left tracks off sending the speeding vehicle into a sharp turn before it stops just short of the road in F5. The sounds of people swearing in Russian can be heard, before the APC door begins to open.

E4

During the fight a filling cabinet had been smashed, revealing a long corridor with a set of metal doors at the end. A small button is next to the doors.


Phone call.

The detectives phone call would be met by a bored sounding woman who speaks in a nasally obnoxious voice.

“One moment please. Redirecting your call.” She says.

The sound of a modem dialing out would occure, before there is a click and a girls voice speaks, she sounds if not upset, then like she has been recently crying, her voice rough and hoarse.

“Hello, this is the Store, Tomb speaking, is your request urgent? Because this is really not a good time.”

She's doing well compared to some of the others

??

When the spells in the room detected a consciousness, they triggered.

Orange runes flickered over the orbs, letters and words written in an alien or forgotten language, flashing faster and faster, the room became warm, then hot, then hellish and finally the air burst into flames as it became super heated plasma.


Across the island.

The earth roars and shudders, if people are looking towards the mountain they will see the top of the mountain… explode!

Moments later hot ashes will begin to fall on every outdoor location, as mount Inconvenient begins to belch flames and molten rock.


F6

The jungle was burning, well not all of it, just the outer edges where a stream of melted rock had flowed down the mountain, occasionally the glowing oranges, fiery reds and cooling blacks of the lava will have veins of purple in it as the Insidium ore melts in the infernal heat. Towards F5 an APC is driving through the whipping ash, driving away from the mountain and the lava.

D5
Within the mine

The noise of the islands pain would be deafening, the mines echoing with the explosion, dust and small rocks falling from the roof of the tunnels. After a few minutes the echoes would stop, but in the sudden silence that follows it would be possible to hear the flowing of molten rock, carried through the walls of the mountain to speak into the mines.

B6

Rocks would fall, rocks and burning chunks of wood and goblets of melted stone as the mountain above the road exploded, looking towards B6 in a matter of minutes you'd see a river of molten rock would start to ooze its way across the road. Detonating several road side IEDs.

F11

A sheer cliff face, is set to the east, the edges are knife sharp, a broken down fence remains there, the wood long rotten away leaving lengths of rusty barbed wire. To the west the jungle thickens, the canopy cutting out light, hot ashes fall on the grass, some of the ashes glow a dull orange.

There would be a brief moment of darkness over the island as if a cloud had just passed in front of the sun. The more mystically aware characters might feel an ancient presence has passed through the area. The undead might feel a sense that something ‘rejects’ them.

The whole event just lasts a half second, long enough to be noticeable.


G7

With a wet crack the creatures jaw would break, causing it to shriek and flap in desperation to get away, the other creatures alarmed by the pain of one of their own, would scatter, hoping to find easier pray elsewhere.

B9

The moment a hole was breached in one of the tanks, flames would burst out, as the crew plugged the hole with the barrel of a flame thrower, spraying liquid accelerant and flesh melting fire from the breech.

??

The room is circular and domed, the walls are covered in little silver balls, the signal having ended at a server box. A small amount of black sand lays near the box, broken down obsidian and evidence of some ended spell. In the centre of the room is a vast marble sculpture of Vulcan, in front of the statue is a red button. There are no visible exits or entrances to the room.

B5

As each of the crystal spiders are broken, they do so with splashes of potent acid.

More conventional traps litter the way south, claymores, spike traps, bear traps and falling spiked logs, treated with moss and water to mask their smells.

H3

The mercenary laughed “Do you have enough money to pay us for the rest of our lives, our children’s lives, our children’s children’s lives?”

“We fight for money, and to do so our word needs to be worth its weight in gold, if we were to accept your bribe, we would never work again, our names would be blacklisted.”

“You think I am afraid to die? Everyone pays the butcher eventually.”



D5 Within the mine.

Deeper within the mines the darkness increases, parts of the shaft are in total darkness, others are illuminated with lighting that flickers and sparks as if water has gotten into the bulb sockets. Deeper still is a an elevator, a rough yellow painted metal plate surrounded by wire mesh.



E4

With the machine gunners taken care of, the plant lies apparently undefended, with no visible workers or guards around.

Personal opinion on the issue, Ms. Liberty has major authority issues and a massive ego.

Longbow is nothing more than an attempt to get out of her 'uncle' and grandfather's shadow, after all she's been under the shadows of being related to Recluse and Statesman all her life.

Another belief is that anyone with incarnate powers from pandora's box, has a massive ego and a stick up their butt.

Statesman tells the Government he knows better, does his own thing during the cold war.

Recluse tells the world that he knows better, takes over Arachnos and the RI

Ms. Liberty, tells the government and her grandfather that she knows better, forms Longbow, starts operations in RI.


Tyrant? Reichsman? Do I need to go any further?

D5 Within the mine.



The mine was not as deserted as it had originally looked, the passages had been filled with all sorts of nasty surprises, claymores, razor wire covered with coal dust, almost invisible in the darkness but still as sharp as a diamond blade.

Worse still were the dead drops, sections where the floor had been dug down into and filled with toxins or acid or even worse some had been filled with little glass containers that would shatter and release deadly air borne diseases, and spores into the air, lethal within hours.

Beyond all these traps, in the darkest point of the mines is an elevator.

E4

The machine gunners switched over to small arms fire, pistols and submachine guns, firing at the demons that had made it so close. There ammunition wasn’t anything special, just rounds designed to drop men, not saint blessed liquid silver or anything as exotic as that.

Still the men were highly trained, and veterans, they’d keep firing until they ran out of ammo, or they or the demons fell…


B9

The tanks began to reverse, pulling backward to keep the scurrying ferals in optimum range for their main cannon, the secondary machine guns spitting death as the main guns were reloaded, till each rocked a millisecond apart from each other, the three tanks firing in almost unison.

Kraaaaaaaaakkkkk

Thoom!

H3

Rushing like that would almost certainly trigger the devices that the Snipers had left behind, Claymore mines primed to react to quick changes in temperature, exploding and sending forth little balls of silver and iron.

G7

‘Craw! Craw! Craw!’ the flockadiles attack by attempting to bite Patsy, several at once following their leader, their powerful wings flapping as they try to bite firm and rip her apart by flying in opposite directions.

D5

The speaker could be followed, quite easily down into the mine, though there it is likely that the machines would be damage by the massive, constantly fluctuating surges of electricity and magnetism, somewhere down there is a lot of power being used.

B4

The tree canopy ignited, dropping the stolen zombies like melting, wax candles, though clearly it was not the heat that had melted them like wax.

‘Sqqqueeeeeee’

Four large spiders dropped from the canopy, slightly see through their insides pulsed with a slow red light, their eyes glowing too with this light. If this wasn’t bad enough to make an arachnophobic wet his pants, they were each the size of a small car, a mini coupe or beetle.

Scurrying quickly the crystal spiders scatter, heading towards the Courts party in a multi-vectored path.

Killer head ache, feel like a pixy has kicked each of my bones out of place and put them back in backwards. Will post later today.

They've hidden their actions, but seriously play some CoD and you'll know what a sniper does when running away.

The tanks are http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wvgw3bq0OIo these types :P

D7

A massive hologram formed over the mountain, of the costumed and cowled Tomb.

“Welcome one and all to my island!”

The figure reaches off recorder, and picks up a special edition Guitar Superhero controller.

Around the island hidden speakers start to broadcast ‘Welcome to the jungle by GunN’ Roses” as the hologram jams along with the game.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1tj2zJ2Wvg&ob=av3e )

A9

“We are compromised!” one of the squad leaders screams into his communicator.

Moments later he is gone, as is the building he was in. Explosiove round, after explosive round fired from within B9, as a tank brigade sought to eradicate the compromise with fire, shrapnel and tank rounds.

E4

There would be a whining sound, for a moment as barrels span to the correct speed before.

DAKAKDAKADAKADAKA!

Miniguns would fire from emplacements within the building and from the rooftop of the not so abandoned processing plant.

“E4 has contact over!”


A4

As the music starts up, several puddles of acid form at the Court’s parties location, that is to say, several streams of aside are sprayed at the group, to puddle and spread as they eat away at dead leaf matter, and anything slow enough to remain in the puddles, three or four of the zombies are snatched away, wrist thick ropes of a diamond like substance forming on them and being pulled up into the jungle canopy.

H3

The snipers began to fall back, though not without doing ‘things’ first, as they abandon their positions and head further north, ducking and weaving into ally ways, dressed in urban camouflage.

G7

Something has ploughed through the jungle it seems, and if the deep tracks it has left are anything to go by at some speed. Tree’s gouged, rocks smashed and mud splashed and smeared, the tracks are recent too, the mud on the rocks still wet.

There is a flapping sound, as long bodied, heavy leathery creatures swoop down on pristine white wings, their long toothed jaws open as they hiss and caw. Part seagull, part crocodile, the terrible creatures know as Flockadiles attack, six swooping down from the canopy.

D5

Assuming the creature is not much bigger than a JCB, then he should be able to fit, though how far within is anyone’s guess, the Insidium veins giving false positives on readings of width and depth.

E1

E1 is mainly grass, small rolling hills, in the distance a large steel and concrete building can be seen, though it is clearly a little damaged and weather worn even from this distance. To the west the sound of waves hitting cliffs can be heard, looking north the jungle can be seen, to the south a few of the taller apartment blocks in the ghost town can be made out. To the north birds scatter upwards from the jungle.



C4

This jungle is home to many traps, mercenaries and far stranger creatures, like the one that charged forward at the sound of a voice. It looked to be the offspring of a rhino and a particularly vicious type of dog, it charges forward with long talons ripping chunks of jungle soil up as it charges towards the figure with a bellowing roar.




H3

Unable to fight back, the mercs went for the next battle plan, attrition, each of them unhooked a flash bang from their belts, dropping them to fill the room with light and sound.



G8

The perfect, white sand of the beach ends, to be replaced with grass and dirt, to the north the dark jungle sits, with a few visible tracks, mostly animal, though one leading to the north west (G7) is clearly a track left by some sort of caterpillar tracked vehicle, several large rocks have scrapes of dark green paint against them, and several trees have deep gouges. The whole jungle seems silent, the heavy tree canopy creating a dusky form of light and snuffing the sounds from around the island.



A5

Ocean gives way to cliffs, cliffs to heavy jungle; most of the south is dominated by the mountain, down which an avalanche is falling.



D5

The mine entrance wasn’t in the best of shapes, firstly it had been quite some time since the wood had been placed, and it was starting to rot and mould, several large mushrooms and fungus growing from the dark wood, secondly a large amount of snow, rocks and people had just bounced down from above it, making the pitch black tunnel echo with rumbles of the Earths upset.

In places several abandoned pieces of machinery lay rusting, wild flowers and grass growing where they can.

Could you post your grid location at beginning of your posts please, also which grid you are moving too, beginning to find it hard to tell which way you are going and where you are.

H3

Bullet immediately began to hit the armour as it walked forward, somewhere in the ghost town, snipers opened fire from cover.


B5


Figures dressed in full camo gear began to move towards the source of the explosions, in the trees something wicked this way creeped.




A9





Only a few figures moved on the port, and they ran from building to building, delivering ammunition, medical packs and status updates, the port itself had its large corrugated iron, rust pitted buildings reinforced with sand bags, guns poked from any sizeable hole.

Okay a couple of things that may come up, but haven't yet.

Teleportation

Teleporting to the island is fine, you'll end up on the edge, depending on what direction you started from. However teleportation on the island is very difficult, due to the radiation from the Insidium deposits around the island.

The effects this has on teleporting varies, image playing a game of curling, where the ice constantly changed in texture. Sometimes it's extra slippy, and you'll travel much further than you intended, but other times its like sandpaper and you'd barely be able to leave the normal physical plane let alone try to travel anywhere.


Psionics.

There is an psionic field covering the island, it acts as a thick fog, blocking telepathy through psychic means (magic works, tech maybe), it disrupts psychic communication, and mind reading, but still allows powerful psionic attacks to work, it also ups the effects of all psychic attacks.

A9

Detonation, after detonation rang out from the beach, throwing sand, shrapnel and , buried just below the sand were explosives, set so that anything walking near them would set them off, sending toxin coated bits of silver and lead shrapnel scattering on a wave of force and fire.

The beach is covered with barbed wire, large walls of it, each as tall as a man, gaps appeared here and there, but they were designed just to funnel attackers into kill spots, on the road above the beach, gun emplacements screamed with weapon fire as gattling and mini-guns ripped loose, sending bullets designed to shred armoured vehicles at anything that moved on the beach.

“We have contact, the war is underway over.” The merc captain in charge of the grid point radioed the rest of the islands defenders.



B5

Not all of the traps were designed for capturing ground based foes, between some of the trees vast webs had been spun, invisible in the darkness covered by the thick jungle canopy, they were made of a diamond hard material, that let what little light passed through the canopy, pass through the webs themselves.



B8

Landbourough lesser, had certainly seen better days, the ram shackle houses had barely stood the frequent tropical storms and rainy seasons, and now they’d been used by various merc companies, some of the houses had been demolished to provide material for re-enforcing other buildings pressed into use as barracks, and still others had been made unsafe and booby trapped.
For people with normal hearing it should be easy to hear the constant explosions and gun fire from the north.



H3

The ghost town, looked to be a picture perfect example of its classification, very few of the buildings had windows, and grass and jungle plants were beginning to grow through cracks in the pavements and roads, as the wilderness began to reclaim territory from human beings.