The two six (RP)


Abrahms

 

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Elisa stood outside of the 2-6, "Newton, Can you teleport me? Otherwise, this is going to be one long run.."

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“Sure thing,” Newton said as he tapped the com unit. He shut his eyes, reached out towards Elisa. He sensed her shape, grabbed a hold, and yanked her through the singularity. “Glad to have you here, Elisa,” Newton grinned. “I like have fire power around me when possibly going into danger.” He glanced up as Abrahms came down out of the sky. “I also like having a big guy in armor to hide behind.”


 

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Life is always so much neater and cleaner, as he sails through the air. Abrahms has always liked this power the best. With a bound he could land up on thw war wall, get away from it all.
But as the song goes, 'what goes up must come down....' . Abrahms picked his spot, twisting slightly, movement of a flattened hand hand. Landing beside Newton just after Elisa flashed into existance.
"Is this a good vantage point for you, Elisa?" He nods over the waist high wayy of the roofs edge. "Newton can you detect ang thing weird over there."


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"Newton can you detect anything weird over there."

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“Let me send my little singularity over that direction,” Newton said, sitting down and shutting his eyes. A moment later, he heard the sounds of scissors, electric razors, hair dryers, and chatting women. “Nothing yet,” he said, his eyes still shut. “Although Martha just said that Myrtle’s hair looks wonderful. A beautiful shade of blue, now.” He opened his eyes, glanced at his comrades, and winked. “Let me see if I can go a little deeper.”

With another thought, Newton’s helpful little singularity delved deeper into the store, into the basement. “I can’t hear anything. The basement itself seems pretty empty. Let’s listen right next to the floor…wait, there it is… Interesting.” He opened his eyes. “It sounded like a combination sounds – digging, swearing, complaining - you know, normal sounds of men at work – but underneath that, I heard the whir of Clockwork.” He looked up at his two comrades again. “It seems to me that beauty shop has a couple of problems, not just one.”


 

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Sting received the address from Mystic and launched himself of in the direction of the automotive parts store. In a matter of minutes he was there, on top of a building across the street from the store. The front window was broken and the display of tires and lay on the floor between the shelves. Sting could see little else from his vantage point, but did see that all of the lights in the store were off.

“Hmmm, whitewalls were on sale.” Sting said to no one in particular.

Several employees in spiffy red shirts (with embroidered names) and black pants stood looking at the store from across the street.

Sting jumped down to take a look through one of the holes in the glass storefront. He could see some of the shelves knocked over and damaged. A fluorescent light fixture dangled from its mounting sending off a periodic shower of sparks.

“On no! They stole all of the wiper blades! Whatever will we do?” Sting feigned fear as he climbed in through the broken window. “I am going to be really pissed if they messed with the air fresheners!”


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
@MadGremlin

 

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“Hmmm, whitewalls were on sale.” Sting said to no one in particular.

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"Good i could use a set" RJ was standing as back up for Poison Sting. Always follow the senior till you can take him out and replace him. He shakes his head trying to clear old mentalities. "Right behind you man"

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“On no! They stole all of the wiper blades! Whatever will we do?”

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“I am going to be really pissed if they messed with the air fresheners!”

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"Every car has one" As he slipped through the whole behind Sting. "Hows your night vission, Mine sucks" Cringing, his wisper sounding much louder then he had hoped. "I'll go left"


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"Great, any idea of numbers? Can you tell if the humans are with the Clocks? and can you grab one of those said humans to question?" The last was said with a, not so nice smile. Followed by the loud crack of fist hitting palm.


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"How’s your night vision, Mine sucks" Cringing, his whisper sounding much louder then he had hoped. "I'll go left"

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Sting grinned. “Compound eyes and motion sensing antennae – pretty damn good for catching movement, but not so good when things are keeping still.”

Sting headed to the right trying to step over the clutter and fallen shelves; cussing each time he stepped on something. “Found the damn wiper fluid!” He said and swore as he slid halfway down an isle.

A slight noise came from beyond a door behind the counter. “You hear that?” Sting hissed as he made his way toward where he heard the sound.


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
@MadGremlin

 

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While everyone else seemed to have a mission, Coolant found himself at the precinct helping clean up zombie parts and trying to remember of he had done or said anything stupid while riding out his stimulants. He was almost scared to check his recording of the incident as he recalled the last time he had gone on a drug enhanced rampage.

After a while of doing grunt work, Coolant decided to go in search of something more interesting. After changing once more into his combat suit, he began to head off quickly in the direction of the automotive store that Sting had been headed for.

He arrived at the location to find the place in shambles and no sign of his teammates. Not wanting risk alerting any potential threats, Coolant prepared his armor to ice up and quietly entered the store.

((OOC: Things are calming down for me, I should be able to post more))


 

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"Great, any idea of numbers? Can you tell if the humans are with the Clocks? and can you grab one of those said humans to question?" The last was said with a, not so nice smile. Followed by the loud crack of fist hitting palm.

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“It sounds like the clocks and the humans are in different tunnels, but it also sounds like they are getting close to each other’s tunnels, as well as the basement of the salon.”

Newton opened his eyes. “I can probably yank one of the humans through a wormhole, but he’ll give us away, I think.” Newton frowned a little. “My singularity doesn’t let me see what’s going on, but I can hear – it acts kind of like an eardrum, you know, sound waves hitting it. I can also use it as an extra set of hands to feel them out, but, as Elisa will tell you, you can definitely feel when I’m trying to grab a hold of you.” He glanced at Elisa, blushing slightly. “After I yank you through once, I know the feel of the person, and I don’t have to search so hard.”

Newton glanced back at Abrahms. “I can yank one out, but he will be able to cry out.”


 

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"Hmmm, well can they tell where he went? I can shut him up fast enough I think." He walked to the building edge and looked over again. "Any idea why two groups would be digging to that shop. Or is it coincidence that those two would be digging in that general area, Elisa could you just scope the area, see if there are any other observers.” Abrahms walks over, and drops to one knee beside Newton. “Can you port us into that basement with out anyone knowing? I’d like to know what they are after.”


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"Oh ya, sounds like a skulker. Ill get the door." A wicked grin covers his mouth below the Skull mask. He steps up with both hands over his head, fist together. "Ready?" He slam the door off the hinges with a loud crash, stepping aside to let sting into the darkened room. Following the glistening carapace.


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Elisa stood stock still for a moment. Her tail assumed a slow rythmic side to side motion, as she scanned the area. Her ears twitched alittle and she looked from her far left, to her far right.

She finally crouched back down, "As far as I can tell, we are the only ones up here. Any chance those two groups are just digging towards each other by happenstance?"


 

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"Oh ya, sounds like a skulker. Ill get the door." A wicked grin covers his mouth below the Skull mask. He steps up with both hands over his head, fist together. "Ready?" He slam the door off the hinges with a loud crash, stepping aside to let sting into the darkened room. Following the glistening carapace.

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“Knock-knock, anyone home?” Sting chuckled.

There was a dim glow from a set of stairs heading down to a basement of the building. A variety of sounds emanated from that direction including what seemed to be a muffled cry for help.

Sting leapt down the stairs and into a small storage room. One of the walls had been smashed down and was now exposed to the sewer system. A large group of zombies along with a couple bone-clad Vahzilok lieutenants were dragging one of the store employees away.

“Great! More damn zombies!” Sting shouted as he ejected a cone of spines at the offending group – hoping to miss the hapless employee.

“Eliminate the foolish heroes!” One of the Vahz Reapers shouted. “We cannot afford to fight them as well.”

Sting had grabbed their attention, but it got him covered in zombie puke which burned and pitted his hard exterior.

“Ouch, that is gonna leave a mark!”


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
@MadGremlin

 

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“Great! More damn zombies!”


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"There not zombies, just mass produced Frankenstein’s" He says leaping forward to the middle zombie. Repeating his door smashing maneuver, sending the zombie flying back and getting the others attention. "Save that guy I'll try to keep these things occupied" Jabbing the next nearest, and getting acid puked on him for his troubles. Then he saw it. A zombie with a bomb on its back shambling into the fray. "Hurry Sting I got a walking bomb" RJ leaps at the bomb as it was going into its triggering stance. Pummeling as fast as he could swing, trying to keep it off balance long enough to destroy it.


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"Save that guy I'll try to keep these things occupied" Jabbing the next nearest, and getting acid puked on him for his troubles. Then he saw it. A zombie with a bomb on its back shambling into the fray. "Hurry Sting I got a walking bomb" RJ leaps at the bomb as it was going into its triggering stance. Pummeling as fast as he could swing, trying to keep it off balance long enough to destroy it.

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Sting saw the offending zombie, but fortunately RJ was keeping him busy for the moment – good thing the Vahz weren’t too bright. “I’m on it – bombs be bad!”

He jumped over the crowd and stabbed the zombie who was carrying the hostage, causing it to take enough notice of Sting that he could grab the man and run.

Sting ran around the group of zombies back toward the basement of the shop, being showered and clubbed the entire distance. He tossed the hapless employee back into the basement of the shop and turned back toward the mob of zombies. The man’s feet barely touched the ground and he was up the stairs, out the front door, and probably half way home before the sound from his scream was even heard.


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
@MadGremlin

 

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"Hmmm, well can they tell where he went? I can shut him up fast enough I think." He walked to the building edge and looked over again. "Any idea why two groups would be digging to that shop. Or is it coincidence that those two would be digging in that general area, Elisa could you just scope the area, see if there are any other observers.” Abrahms walks over, and drops to one knee beside Newton. “Can you port us into that basement with out anyone knowing? I’d like to know what they are after.”

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Newton frowned as he thought it over. “Well, I can try. I really prefer line of sight, probably to do more with comfort than anything else. It’s also a lot easier. Just a sec.” He peered off the roof and down at the salon. “It’ll easier than I thought,” he said, turning back to the other two. “I can actually see down into one of the basement windows. Let me port us all down there, and we’ll be in good shape.” Newton mentally threw another singularity down to the window. He then forced himself through it.

The basement was cement block, painted a boys bathroom green and a gray floor. Shelving units contained shampoo, conditioner, hair spray, hair coloring materials, and perm sets. “If it’s a front, it’s a good one,” Newton whispered into the com device as he looked around. “There’s no access to the sewer, and I can hear the sound of the clockwork just on the other side of this cinderblock wall,” he added. “Ready to yank you through when you’re ready.”


 

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"Beam me down Newton" He still has not gotten used to that feel of vertigo when being pull through a gravtic wormwhole. With a bodily shudder, "it just doesn't sound right, some how. Ya that is loud they are close. If it goes south, can you put a sheild to protect the shop? " Abrahms steps to the wall where he figures the clocks will breach and waits. Defineately no bombs, as he truly hopes Elisa left them behind. "find cover " he wispers back to them.


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"it just doesn't sound right, some how. Ya that is loud they are close. If it goes south, can you put a sheild to protect the shop? "

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“I don’t know if I can shield anything that big,” Newton said, glancing above them.

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"find cover "

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Newton quickly threw gravity shields around both Abrahms and Elisa. He went to the opposite wall from where Abrahms was crouching.

As he leaned back against the cool cinderblocks, a section of the wall folded in next to him, and three leather jacketed men walked in. They were covered in dirt, and each carried either a shovel or a pick axe. “The next time some costume destroys one of our tunnels, I think Marrowbane can dig it out himself,” the first of the three Skulls said.

“Don’t say that so loud,” the second one said, looking back down the tunnel. “He’d suck the marrow out of your femur if he heard you say something like that.”

“Let’s see if Trisha has our protection money set…hey, who’s that?” the third asked, pointing at Abrahms and the cat-lady.

Newton waved and the three skulls stumbled as they reached for their guns. “Things are about to get very interesting,” Newton said as he slammed the first of the Skulls into the ceiling and them slamming him back to the ground.


 

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Coolant was examining the outside of the automotive store oblivious to the battle raging beneath his feet, but when a panicking man runs past you screaming, it tends to get your attention.

He looked around found Sting’s unique heat signature under him with several others that didn’t match up with humans. Before he reached the stairs, his armor was on and he was moving without a trace of subtlety. Coolant broke open the door to the storage area and found himself face to face with the second army of zombies he had seen in two days.

The nearest Vahzilok creation approached him only to be slammed into the ground with little effort. A shower of acid covered Coolant’s icy shell and began a fruitless attempt to eat through to his skin. Spotting Sting and the new guy, Coolant began to slowly fight his way into the group before trying to draw attention to himself.

“Hello, my friends. I was in the neighborhood and decided to drop in,” he yelled as he fought back a doctor with a meat clever. “I hope you don’t mind if I join this little party.”


 

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Elisa had followed shortly behind Abrams, so she was scanning the room as the Skulls broke in.

“Let’s see if Trisha has our protection money set…hey, who’s that?” the third asked, pointing at Abrahms and the cat-lady.

As the first Skull rose into the air, Elisa had already sprinted into action. A blur passed by Abrahms, and shot towards the Skull. Elisa grabbed the Terran's arm, gave a quick twist, gave it a little yank, and stepped behind him with her other hand on the guys throat.

Elisa leaned near the Skull's ear, "Let's play a game, you move," she tightened the grip on the Skull's throat, a set of retractable claws dug into his fleash slightly, "You bleed."


 

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“Hello, my friends. I was in the neighborhood and decided to drop in,” he yelled as he fought back a doctor with a meat clever. “I hope you don’t mind if I join this little party.”

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“Oh I think there are plenty to go around.” Sting said as he skewered a zombie with a large forearm spine – though the thing kept swinging at him until he stabbed it a few more times. Fortunately the zombies had little concept of tactics and failed to take advantage of their superior numbers. Sting continued to cut down zombies.

“Save one of those sick doctor dudes so we can get some answers!”


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
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“Let’s see if Trisha has our protection money set…hey, who’s that?” the third asked, pointing at Abrahms and the cat-lady.

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Abrahms stepped infront of the closest Skull as he was getting back up. "Scotty, I am hurt you dont remeber me. Where is Marrow Sucker at. I need to talk to him." The voice was chilling to hear. The fear evident in Scottys reaction.

"A.A.A.Abrahm what you wan, we thought you moved out. Uh I mean Marrowbane is going to kill you." He tried a bravado laugh, hich sounded much more the nervous sound.

"This place is under my, our protection. The 2 6 precinct is back in full Super Force. If you get my meaning." The last being said with a poke in the chest that sent the skull on his butt a second time. "NOW Wher is Marrow hiding."


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“Save one of those sick doctor dudes so we can get some answers!” Sting cried out.

Mystic encircled one of the Mortificators in flame, then burned a cadavar one either side of him to ash with one spell a piece. "You sir, are under arrest."

"Ouch, ah, ow ow ow, it's burining me!" The cleaver dropped and his hands went into the air as he tried to become small enough that the flames weren't licking at his sides anymore.

As Sting and Rough Justice took down the remaining zombies, mystic interrogated the mortificator. "There's nothing here to STEAL, why would you be here?"

The mort was quick and to the point with his answers. "The creatures attacked us in the darkness. Killing everything. They drove us out. The damage is... incidental." Mystic looked over at the zombies surrounding Sting and Rough and finally hurled his flame in to aid them. The fire engulfed the foes, but didn’t set anything else ablaze, or hurt his allies at all. With the addition of the flames, the two competent fighters were now dropping one with every shot, and soon they were alone in the room.

It was then that a noise came from the exposed sewer. Sort of a cough mixed with a yelp. It echoed down the pipe and then scurrying could be heard. The mort let go a little yelp as he made a play for the edge of the ring of fire. “They’re coming, let me go!”

“Who’s coming?”

“Them.”

“That’s not helpful.” Mystic admonished, never taking his eyes off of the opening.

“I don’t know. Death! The end of everything. Nothing stands against them.” The mort tried again, at this point almost lighting himself on fire with the effort, he screamed. Mystic let down the circle as he tagged the Mort with an arrest tab. Just before he was ported out, the Mort said “thank you”.

That disturbed Mystic some. Then a single, fat lizard leaped out of the hole. It was about the size of a German Shepard. It had strange phalanges, webbed feet and a big jaw. Its skin was grey and it sat there with its gold eyes, staring at the group.


 

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Then a single, fat lizard leaped out of the hole. It was about the size of a German Shepard. It had strange phalanges, webbed feet and a big jaw. Its skin was grey and it sat there with its gold eyes, staring at the group.

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“Um…what the #%$& is that?” Sting asked. “That can’t be what the bone dude was so scared of.” Sting almost laughed at the ugly thing and how scared the Mortificator had been.

“Hey boss, you want me to play exterminator and rid us of this toad? Hmmm, or would I have to get rid of myself too…cause I am a bug!” Sting chuckled.


"Shut up Mr. Burton, you are not brought upon this world to get it!" - Lo Pan
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The creature cocked its head toward Sting and then its neck swelled up like a frog. It issued forth a squeaky coughing noise, which was echoed in the sewer behind it, or perhaps was being answered.

“I’m not certain it’s alone.” Mystic hovered naturally, unconsciously displaying his sudden nervousness through the power of flight. “But be prepared for-“

The creature then stuck a long, purple tongue out of its mouth, tested the air, and spit a glob of green goo at Sting’s eyes.