Khellendrosiic

Lord Diov: 21
Khellendrosiic: 21
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 24
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: IRRADIATED
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 13
Billy Boy: 15
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 19
Mithral Zeta: 19
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 19
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 21
Ozell One: 22

Lord Diov: 21
Khellendrosiic: 21
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 24
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: IRRADIATED
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 13
Billy Boy: 15
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 19
Mithral Zeta: 19
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 19
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 20
Ozell One: 22

However unusual some of the early meals might have been for some prisoners, the majority were let out of their cells and herded into the cafeteria. There they lined up, got their trays and plastic utensils, and got their food for the day.

Today was Meatloaf Monday, which meant eggs for breakfast. The meatloaf, if it could even be called that, was saved for dinner time.

Brutish Ghoul grabbed his tray and got his food like so many of the others, deftly weaving through the crowd of prisoners going to their seats. But truth to tell, Ghoul was on auto-pilot. It was Monday nights that he was forced into the Lab and he thought about what would happen this time as he flopped down at a table near the edge of the room.

For some reason, the other prisoners gave Ghoul a wide berth, only sitting close to him if there were no other seats avaliable. Ghoul had never really asked anyone why they did this, he kind of liked the peace.

Staring down at the poor excuse for food laying in front of him, Ghoul wondered if this time it would fill the hole that seemed to be opening up inside him.

OOC: Ok, what I'm doing with Ghoul is setting him up as one of the doctor's (Can't remember his name atm) pet projects. Every Monday he gets taken to the lab, experimented on, and driven into a berserk rage which he doesn't remember the following day. This is generally when the corrupt guards will stage their little 'arena'. Ghoul is generally used in place of the lions that the ancient Romans used.

Sound good? I figured letting this be known beforehand would be an interesting change of pace.

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I guess no one really likes to lose. >.>

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I never asked to be a part of this.

Perhaps I should just make a thread where I randomly kill off your characters and see how you enjoy it.

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I'unno, that might be kind of entertaining. Sort of along the lines of "How's he going to kill the NEXT guy!?!"

Lord Diov: 21
Khellendrosiic: 22
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 23
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: IRRADIATED
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 18
Halo Inc: 14
Billy Boy: 16
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 19
Mithral Zeta: 18
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 19
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 20
Ozell One: 22

Gah! >_<

I just looked through my various collections of short stories, thinking about actually submitting something, when I discovered that not a single one was under 1,500 words. The closest I got was 1,510. >_>

I'll submit it anyway. High time I did so, anyway.

"I could always incase them in air tight shields until they passed out from lack of oxygen," Toy suggested as he looked around at still hallucinating Pocket D crowd. "But that might be a tad excessive. Maybe we should concentrate on waking up the big man himself."

"Already on it, sir," Large Toy said as it stepped forward and knelt down next to DJ Zero. "Damage is minimal. A sustained nanite burst should be enough to wake him up."

"Go for it," Toy said.

Standing back up, Large Toy aimed its left arm at DJ Zero and zapped him with a wave of organic-friendly nanites.

Lord Diov: 21
Khellendrosiic: 22
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: IRRADIATED
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 18
Halo Inc: 16
Billy Boy: 18
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 18
Mithral Zeta: 18
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 19
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 20
Ozell One: 22

OOC: Soooooo.... shall we fast forward through the night and get everyone started on a common event, breakfast?

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 22
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: 2
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 16
Billy Boy: 18
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 18
Mithral Zeta: 18
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 18
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 20
Ozell One: 21

Almost DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!

Toy Dispenser had let out a low whistle as Rosie smooched Poe and then stopped when the landmine exploded. Thankfully it didn't seem to have done much damage to anyone and Poe had fled in the momentary confusion. Shutting off his shield generators and ordering his bots to stand down, the mastermind ambled over to Power Breaker and Rosie and offered them each a hand up.

"I'm stronger than I look," Toy added when Power Breaker gave his hand an odd look. Hopefully Toy was right, Breaker looked to be pretty heavy.

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"I'm starting to think this world is just a bunch of mini-dimensions all rolled into one," Balsk said to Cobalt. "All this weirdness is enough to make me want several beers."

Taking a moment to use the health serum, Balsk sighed as the anites went to work and fixed up his throat and tail. He then noticed the spilled pizzas still lying on the ground and scratched his jaw sheepishly.

"I can't help but notice that all of Kip's pizzas are ruined," he said. "And since I was part of this whole mess, it'd be rude of me to not help make up for that. Right, wolfman?"

Balsk nudged Allen in the ribs, hoping he'd also get the picture.

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 21
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 21
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: 5
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 16
Billy Boy: 18
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 17
Mithral Zeta: 18
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 18
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 20
Ozell One: 21

Laz can always come back from the dead, can he not? If he doesn't, I'm gonna accuse him of false advertising.

Toy Dispenser waved his hand, shutting off the detention field and letting Prodiguy free.

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Balsk rolled his shoulders and sheathed his sword before looking over at Allen.

"I'm fine, thanks," he replied with a slight smirk. "Nice disintegrator beam, by the way. And I'd talk more, but it looks like the good spec ops human wants to speak with you."

OOC: Prisoner: *steals Prodiguy's wallet* No we don't.

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 21
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: 8
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 15
Billy Boy: 18
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 17
Mithral Zeta: 18
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 17
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Mr Grey: 19
Ozell One: 21

Wah wah waaaaaaaaah.

Lord Diov: 19
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 21
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: 11
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 15
Billy Boy: 17
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 17
Mithral Zeta: 17
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 16
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Army of Grey: 19
Ozell One: 22

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 20
Lazarus: 11
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 19
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 15
Billy Boy: 17
Leo Gunner: ARROW'D
Pheonyx: 16
Mithral Zeta: 16
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 16
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Army of Grey: 19
Ozell One: 22

lol, phase shift.

OOC: .....wut?

He popped up just before the asteroid hit and then flew toward ground zero to be hit by said asteroid?

OOC: Uhhhh..... Which spire? The Ear Fortress that just got an asteroid dropped on it spire or my Monoliths?

Uh oh. Diov, better go edit yours to factor in Soviet's stuff.

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: 11
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 14
Billy Boy: 17
Leo Gunner: 1
Pheonyx: 16
Mithral Zeta: 16
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 17
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Army of Grey: 18
Ozell One: 22

*calmly links Leo while everyone else is distracted*

As the bloodstocks had charged, they had also died. The sickly green beams of the gauss flayers lashed out at their armored hides, which proved to be as impotent as bare flesh under the molecule stripping power of the gauss weaponry. More than a third of the bloodstocks had already fallen by the time the bomb went off, scattering Necron and Phyrexian alike.

Over the prone bodies of enemy and ally alike, the two Monoliths drifted forward and charged up their weapons. The damaged Monolith unleashed a barrage of green bolts at every single Phyrexian around it. The turret at each corner of the floating building rotated quickly, shooting every Phyrexian warrior within range multiple times, though killing relatively few.

The undamaged Monolith charged its main crystal and fired a bolt of pure destructive energies at the Vat Priest, shattering his bloated form and smashing a deep crater into the ground.

As the gound based Necrons struggled back to their feet and reassembled themselves, the Destroyers, who hadn't charged with the rest, came swooping in from one side, blasting through the ranks of scutas with horrible efficiency.

And then, to complete the decimation of the Phyrexian force, the portal of the damaged Monolith activated and teams of Flayed Ones trooped through it and onto the battlefield. They immidiately fell upon the survivors, butchering them mercilessly and wearing their skins like cloaks.

By the time the Necron Lord arrived at the battlefield, the fight was over.

OOC: And that, my friends, is how I auto a battle. Thanks for the assistance Soviet. And on a side note:

ONE [censored] AWESOME POINT FOR THE [censored] AWESOME ASTEROID PLZ!

OOC: Poor forgotten Necrons. Well, almost forgotten, at any rate.

BIC: The death energies of the black mana cannons washed over the assembled ranks of the Necrons, briefly obscuring the battlefield in choking smog and acidic vapors. When the haze lifted, it revealed the Necron line, still standing. Sure every here and there was a puddle of metal that was once a Necron warrior, but even some of those puddles began seeping back upward and reforming into their former selves. For you see, the Necrons as a whole are beings firmly trenched in the materium, the world defined by logic and laws of physics. This granted them an extrordinary resistance to working of the immaterium, that of magic and the Warp. But they could still be affected, just to a much lesser degree than what would be expected.

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Back at the base camp, Necron Lord Khell felt a shadow fall over his mind, a familiar shadow this, that of his master and god, the Nightbringer. Apparently the C'Tan had lost track of its rogue band of Necrons but had managed to re-establish contact. And now that it was here, it needed to stomp out these disturbing signs of independance.

Where before the Necron troops had acted as normal soldiers would, jostling back and forth and talking quietly amongst themselves, now they would become the silent machines of death that they were made to be. The Nightlord left only the mind of the Necron Lord intact as that mind had proven its worth when it survived having its body turned into living metal.

And then as a parting gift, the Nightbringer left in the back of the Necron Lord's mind a bit of itself that could be called upon when all seemed lost. At that time the Lord could become an avatar of its god, raining unholy death upon the living in the Nightbringer's name.

The red beam of the mind control ray washed harmlessly over the Necron Lord and his retinue. He had been created by a god that could warp the laws of physics around itself. No mere control ray would serve to capture its will.

"Leave nothing but ashes," the Necron Lord hissed and was heard by all of its followers.

Those that had remained behind at the base camp began moving toward the front to crush the Phyrexians totally. Even the Tomb Spyders moved, ressurecting destroyed troops by holding the bodies in their limbs while they were worked on.

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As one, every single Necron warrior and Immortal raised its weapon, fired, and began marching.

The Monoliths glided forward, implacable hunks of living metal and gauss weaponry, waiting to get closer in order to fire their Arc Burst Flayers.

Lord Diov: 20
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: 11
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 14
Billy Boy: 17
Leo Gunner: 2
Pheonyx: 16
Mithral Zeta: 16
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 17
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Army of Grey: 18
Ozell One: 23

*snipes Leo from a safe distance, calls in an air drop on Grey*

Lord Diov: 18
Khellendrosiic: 20
Hallucinogen: 20
Essex: 22
Prodiguy: 21
The Soviet: 21
Lazarus: 12
Devious Me: 20
Burning Brawler: 18
Arashi: 19
Halo Inc: 13
Billy Boy: 17
Leo Gunner: 6
Pheonyx: 16
Mithral Zeta: 16
Cowman: TROLL'D
Moiread Scott: 17
Seikon: MENTAL BLAST HEAD EXPLODE'D
Coldfire Kaiser: HEAD SHOTT'D
Army of Grey: 17
Ozell One: 22

Someone exploded, someone else didn't.