((Gah, I know, I'm posting too much, I'll stop now! T_T))
"Hey, loser," Schizo said amicably to Hazthri. "You suck. So, do you stay in that idiot's head and torment him constantly?" He still managed to continue floating in Toy's path and leer at the mastermind, but another mouth formed on the side of his head and grinned at Hazthri as well.
". . .Well, uh. . ." Hal muttered. "You can't just walk up to her and hug her, dangit!"
"Why not?" Schizo cackled through both his mouths at once. "You do all the time."
"W, well, but. . ." Hal muttered, looking desperately in Essex's direction, hoping to be rescued. "But, I know her!"
"Oh yes," Schizo cackled. "And clearly this Dorkstorm guy has never seen her before, but just MAGICALLY knew her name."
"B, but, it's different!" Hal muttered frantically. "She likes me!"
"She likes you!" Schizo declared as though that were such a brilliant argument he could not possibly counter it. "Yes, because of course, she doesn't like anyone ELSE she meets! I can say no more to such blisteringly potent logic, Hal-chan, to be sure."
He laughed manically, Hal muttering darkly, until they were both cut short unceremoniously by being hit in the face with goo.
((Poor Hal is so bad at arguing. 
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((EDIT: Good Lord. Sorry, didn't think two people would post in the time I was writing that. . . I only saw Devious. XP))
Hazthri looked at Schizo "Well, yes. Yes I do torment him, not constantly though. I can posses people too, but this idoit was too damn stupid to try and talk to me, and try to get me to make a deal, wich costed him his soul. Well most of it. So yeah, I live well."
"Hall and Schizo, I know Ess from a while ago. We knew eachother, good friends." Darkstorm looked at Schizo. "Call me Dorkstorm, wow how creative!"
Hazthri and Darkstorm got a good laugh out of Hallucinogen and Schizo argueing. It reminded them of how they used to fight. Darkstorm turned and looked at the group ahead, he laughed. "Hey," He shouted, "NEVER open doors without checking behind them frist. Its just something I picked up on form the manuscripts I've read."
Then the slime hit him too. "Damnit! This was a NEW jacket too!" He wiped the sticky mass off with his hands, his hands became sticky. "Damnit."
((EDIT: Forgot to put the slime hitting him XD))
"Stop -fighting-, you guys." Essex said, wringing her hands. "I like all of you, so come on...Let's not kill each other here and now."
At Acid's proclaimation of what he'd been through, Essex gasped, hovering a little into the air, and released a nanite wave into him. "Are you all right sir!?" she fretted, walking alongside him as the group continued. "If you need anything, let me --"
SPLOOSH.
Essex stood there, eyes wide, and blinking, her brand new clothes soaked in goop.
"...Oh no!" she wailed. "Miss Evangeline and I didn't even get a chance to pay for these yet!"
Japancakes.
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Even if Blightlord didn't intend to poison them with that stuff, Burning was sure it served some purpose other than to ruin everyone's clothes.
He didn't have much time to think about this as a thump echoed throughout the hall.
Danica looked up, and readied herself into a crouch as she looked about for the source of the sound. Pstorm created a large mist around everyone as her mental alarms went crazy.
There was a loud roar, and zombies poured from everywhere. Doors, the ceiling, the balconies, underneath stairs. An entire small army came rushing for the heroes and villains.
The Uniter calmly ordered his thugs forward before pressing a button on his wrist, wrapping himself in a protective bubble.
Burning grimaced. He had been expecting something like this. He quickly leapt into the mass of undead, soon becoming a massive fiery rage.
Danica looked back towards Acid. "Explain things later, kill zombies now," was all she said before joining her husband in the fray.
Pstorm created a whirlwind around herself, and to keep the undead from the others by her as they launched acid volleys into their midst.
Arc ID: 475246, "Bringing a Lord to Power"
"I'm only a simple man trying to cling to my tomorrow. Every day. By any means necessary."
-Caldwell B. Cladwell
Darkstorm, aginst all instincts didnt go in to save the others, he rolled backwards, and then to the side to cover the rear. A zombie was there waiting, seeming to know his tactics. Darkstorm reached out with one hand and let lose a large ammount of Dark Energy into the zombie knocking it back into a stone wall, while slowly eating away at its flesh. He kicked the zombie in the chest, crushing it aginst the rock. "Damn zombie." He mutterd then hurled a small ball of Dark Matter into the horde of zombies confronting the others. He wanted to go up and fight head on, but that was not his role, his role was to be support.
"Ye'll ok?" He yelled up at the rest.
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Hazthri hopped into the wall, and waited for his time to come. It was a game of strategy, when it was in motion, it would happen. If all went as plan that is.
Toy would have blinked if he could have at the triple shocks of something slamming into his chest, a wave of goo washing over him, and a zombie army attacking out of nowhere. As it was, he could just pause for a moment and then react.
"Hey Arc Jump," he started off with as his hand shot forward and arcs of lightning flew off it to wrap around the legs of a large group of zombies, immobilizing them. "Essex is in the back. You mind killing some zombies?"
"THAT WAS SO GROSS!" Mini Bot shouted out in disgust as it shook itself like a dog, trying to get most of the [censored] off its formerly pristine red armor. " I am SO going to kick Blightlord in the nuts for that!"
"Save your complaining for AFTER we're done killing zombies," Large Toy replied as it launched a trio of seeker drones that whirred loudly as their trio of thin metal arms began spinning rapidly, turning the three devices into flying buzzsaws useful for cutting through exposed flesh.
"Or maybe they'll kill us," Block Bot said despondently as it fired a laser burst that tore into the chest of one zombie and ripped the arm off the one behind it.
"Not as long as the force bubble holds up," Toy Bot said as its four thin legs stabbed into the ground forcefully. It's arm cannons swung and aimed at the zombies and began steadily firing blasts that looked like they came from a Rikti Disruptor rifle. The effects on the zombies were about the same as well.
"They should die pretty easily," Small Toy said quietly as it's right arm unfolded into a bipod laser rifle that quickly sent a brilliant blue and purple beam lancing through a long line of undead. Unforetunately, the zombies had no vital areas, so the sniper attack would not do much. This didn't keep Small Toy from firing, though.
"Just shut up and shoot!" Combat Toy roared as it bulled into the mass of electrified zombies. Gigantic black fists smashed and crushed while torso mounted plasma cannons spewed firey death at whatever happened to be in front of them.
"Your toys certainly seem to be enjoying their 'upgrades'," Archlich said dryly as he wringed out his black robe. Any zombies coming near the lich would find themselves almost casually blown away by an explosion of energy. This wouldn't do much damage, but it certainly kept the zombies distracted as many of their number fell into the ranks of those yet to reach combat range.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
"Yeah, yeah. Keep telling me what to do and well see what you conducitivity is." AJ grumbled looking over her shoulder at her slimed back. "But zombie zapping sounds like a great idea."
An sidetoss sent a ball of crackling energy into the horde, it was followed by a crackling AJ as she charged head long into the and began whailing with fist cloaked in lightning while a hovering ball spat bolts out from above her.
Cortianna sighed as she flicked some of the slime off her, she had been distracted by the kid's psi-whining to through her shield up in time. Seeing the contained chaos that errupted there after, she arched an eyebrow and smirked.
Too easy. She thought.
Her eye's flashed and began glowing a pale blue as she reached out into the simple minds of the zombies and flipped their perceptions. They would attack eachother with the same furioucity they would their original targets, and see herself and, unfortunatly, everyone else with her, as their allies. For a little bit anyways, and there was always the more resiliant minds that wouldn't take her nudge.
For those... she had other tools.
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When in danger, or in doubt; Run in circles, scream and shout.
Two more figures exploded from teleport at the drop-off point.
Both of them fired as soon as they landed, a bullet and an arrow sailing through the air, respectively.
"F--" Bear growled, "Sh--" Alpha cursed.
They brought their weapons up and stared each other down.
"I don't play games, Maltan. Why did you bring me here?" Bear snarled furiously.
"ME?" Alpha shot back with a snort, "What the hell! If this was a trap, you'd be dead by now!!"
The two continued staring.
"Well. It looks like neither of us are to blame."
"Guess so."
"Lead the way."
"...."
"Get to it or I spatter you all over the pavement."
"....[censored] grenade arrows..."
They wheeled around, to see all the others.
And zombies.
"Well."
Bear nocked an arrow. "Guess we should kill the classic stereotypes..."
And he let it fly, as Alpha held down the trigger into the zombies.
"Yeah, I'll be alright." Acid huffed as the goo ran off him. Thankfully, his resilient hide had a way of not letting stuff stick to it, which was quite convenient if you didn't want be become a rock right after getting out of a magma pool...and Acid liked magma pools a lot.
His clothing worked in much the same way. The open wounds were a concern, though Essex had managed to close the worst ones wih her nanite wave. The plasma burns were another story, but all in all, he wasn't feeling quite so bad anymore, especially since he hadn't collapsed into a twitching mess already.
Then the zombies came. Wow, how original.
Acid quickly threw up a force bubble of his own, reinforcing Toy's and keeping the melee-oriented undead at bay while the group's ranged combatants let loose at the shambling corpses.
With everyone being quite sucessful with their respective strategies, Acid decided he'd rather conserve ammo for now and focus on shielding the others from the incoming projectile vomit with on-point energy barriers.
But of course, his mood dipped again as Alpha and Bear appeared. The Maltan he wasn't so worried about, members of their organization could usually control themselves in a pinch. Wyvern...not so much. And from the markigs the guy was a Raptor Agent - the only ones cleared to view the threat profile Wyvern had compiled of "Subject: Acid Zero"...
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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"Yay for lack of creativity!" Schizo cackled, floating in random directions every which way and sending thorns into zombies as they came. "But my giant laser to destroy the universe was MORE cliche, thank you."
"Agh! Essex, watch out!" Hal yelled, and a being formed of light appeared in front of her with a brief flash.
"Oh dear," the Phantasm said, beaming at Essex. "I really need to contact Heaven, as I believe they're missing an--"
"Can it," Hal muttered, grinning despite himself, as he blasted a nearby zombie with rays of light, placing himself in between Essex and the zombie hordes.
"You spoilsport," the Phantasm said cheerfully, shielding Essex from the other side and sending zombies flying with waves of light.
The undead were taken down quickly, but by no means were small in number.
As they took down one, two more seemed to take their place. They fought aggressively, firing volley after volley of acids at the group, but did not seem to be after any specific target.
Burning kept up his fireworks, keeping the zombies a decent distance away as he blasted them again and again.
Danica leapt up and knocked the head off one. She landed, and crouched into a spin, taking the legs out from several others.
Pstorm quickly created a snowstorm over a group of zombies that was attempting to break through Toy's shields. She brought her hands up, and fired a lightning bolt that scattered them.
The Uniter calmly watched the battle, safe inside his force field as his minions aided the fight against the undead.
Arc ID: 475246, "Bringing a Lord to Power"
"I'm only a simple man trying to cling to my tomorrow. Every day. By any means necessary."
-Caldwell B. Cladwell
"Oh dear..." Essex murmured as first her sister, then Alpha and Mr. Bear popped out of teleport nearby, and suddenly zombies were attacking...
She sighed. She was beginning to agree with Acid's statement regarding Mondays.
Hovering up into the air, she floated somewhat back-to-back with the Phantasm, keeping her eye on the group as they fought. Raising a finger, she sped up the flow of Danica's adrenalin with a burst of nanomachines, and Alpha, AJ, and Bear soon found their already heinously good aim augmented by a fortitude boost.
"Call out if you need anything!" her voice called above the crowd.
Japancakes.
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"BLAP! BLAP! CAP YO [censored]! YEEEEAAAAHHHH!!" Alpha yelled, blasting shotgun shells into zombie's faces like it was going out of style.
Bear seemed to have read a file on everyone present, and had already decided that he hated every one of them. But for now, he had bigger problems.
And so, he drew an ungodly cluster of arrows, and fired them skyward, following up with fistfull after fistfull, until the sky itself was black with the projectiles.
And then they started to land...
Darkstorm thought something over and decied not to. He rolled out from behind the rock and grabbed a zombie by its sholder. The zombie tried to bite him, but when he got into biteing range, almost on instint Darkstorm released a pulse of Dark Energy from his hand, burning away at the zombies head. He kicked the zombies knee in, causeing it to collaspe.
Another rushed at him, only to be stopped dead, decapitated by a single beam of Dark Energy cutting through its neck. "Any undead sons of [censored] want to attack me now?" He taunted a small group of them. They came running at him, two of them lost their legs when he launched a reckless blast of Dark Energy at the ground, that bounced and hit the two in the knees. The beam of Dark Energy bounced off a wall and in Essexs direction.
A shimmering shield appeared around Essex, absorbing the dark energy blast before collapsing upon itself. From up near the front lines, Toy lowered his arm and looked over at Darkstorm.
"Watch your fire, kid!" he shouted. "Blow anyone except a zombie to pieces and you'll be looking down the business end of my gun!"
Harrumhping to himself, Toy turned back toward the zombies in time to recieve a blast of acid vomit right across his chest, obliterating the red and yellow star that adorned it. Wiping some of the remaining stuff off quickly with one hand, Toy fried the offending zombie with a blast of Mu lightning.
"Aren't you guys supposed to be defending me?" Toy said sarcastically as he surveyed his troops.
"Not paid enough," Mini Bot quipped as it dodged one clumsy blow from a zombie, repaying the attack tenfold by ripping the zombie's head off with a quick snatch and grab of its three fingered claws.
"We are not paid at all," Toy Bot said disapprovingly as it recoiled from an acid blast and retaliated by smashing the zombie into the ground with a plasma bolt. "And we are not supposed to be. We are robots."
"The boss gets paid," Mini Bot replied as it ducked, allowing Small Toy to core the zombie in front of it through the head. "And he's a robot. So why can't we?"
"Just shut up and kill stuff, twerp!" Combat Toy roared as it exchanged blow after blow with the zombies surrounding it. But for every acid scar or dent that the assault bot recieved, it sent another zombie flying through the air.
One such zombie almost landed on Large Toy before the three orbiting Buzzsaw drones sawed it to pieces. The chunks slapped into the ground on either side of the protector bot as it projected a stream of nanites at Combat Toy, healed a majority of its wounds.
"At least we're all not slaves or anything," Block Bot sighed as it looked forlornly at the broken stub of its left arm, shattered in blocking a particularly vicious attack. The wounding zombie has fallen a moment later when a photon grenade took it in the face, but for now the bot could only fire its weapons, the nanite beam having been contained in its left arm.
"Anyone got some explosives?" Toy asked moments before the rain of arrows fell from the sky. Zombies died and were flung every which way.
"That works!" Toy shouted behind him, giving Bear a thumbs up.
"A good idea," Archlich rasped as he stepped aside from a charging zombie. A simple flick of his finger sent the pathetic undead tumbling to the ground, it's balance gone.
The ancient lich ignored the zombie now as his attention turned on the main fight. Shaking his shoulders to unkink his cape, the mage quickly drew a trio of runes in the air, his fingers moving almost in a blur.
"Feel the chill of true undeath!" Archlich shouted triumphantly as his spell shot out from the runes that created it.
Arctic winds swirled around the center of the zombie horde, anchored on a particularly dark skinned monstrosity. The chilling winds would be unfelt by his allies but would cake the joints of the zombies with frost and snow, slowing their already extremely slow movement. This would enable those with area attacks, such as Combat Toy's missiles to effect the whole bunch more easily than before.
"You have come to face us only to die twice!" the lich announced as he threw a bolt of pure magical energy at the horde, blowing one zombie completely away and staggering its surrounding fellows.
OOC: Ok guys, I'm a little hesitant about my characters right now. In Final Fight, none of my guys were really level 50, since they hadn't gotten their patron powers yet. Now that I'm in a big battle scene RPing Archlich and Toy as true level 50s and using the non-cannon 'upgrades' to Toy's bots, I'm a bit worried about any potential to lose my previous balance.
If you guys think I'm going overboard now or at any time in the future, please let me know. I really prefer keeping control of myself in regards to my characters' abilities.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
The zombies seemed relentless. A never-ending hoard that wouldn't stop.
Until a snap rang through the room, that is.
All of the undead collapsed, melting away into dust. In the balcony above, Blightlord stood, leaning against a pillar.
"Disappointing," he said, shaking his head. "I had hoped you would have killed twice as many by now. It seems the traps I have in store for you may be too powerful."
He leapt off of the balcony, landing on the floor three stories below. "Don't bother attacking me, this is merely a projection," said Blightlord, walking towards them. "You are all here because you have, in one way or another, offended me, and must receive your punishment. You see, I have done this countless times since the dawn of creation, though I must admit, never to this scale."
"I'll play your stupid game, but let the kids go!" said Burning, eyes flaring.
"Now, now. Don't they deserve to play to?" said Blightlord. "I eagerly await to see you all writhe in agony. Perhaps I'll keep some of you. Good servants are always hard to find."
Blightlord stopped in front of Essex, and bent down to eye level with her. "You can't save them all, child." He stood, holding his arms out. "This is it. The Final Vengeance. None of you will leave this place alive, so enjoy your last precious hours. Oh, and Acid, I wouldn't try anything like the last time. That toxin you were all splattered with has rendered any means of teleportation useless. Let the games begin."
With that, he was gone.
Arc ID: 475246, "Bringing a Lord to Power"
"I'm only a simple man trying to cling to my tomorrow. Every day. By any means necessary."
-Caldwell B. Cladwell
A blast of light shot through the Blightlord projection as it disappeared, and Hallucinogen dropped to the ground, looking at Essex over his shoulder, red flames burning in his eyes.
"We don't want any!" Schizo yelled after Blightlord. "We're PERFECTLY happy with our current insurance company, thank you!"
"Oh god damn it," Toy said as he put slapped his face with one hand, making a harsh metallic ringing sound. "If I had a dollar for every bozo who said that I wouldn't leave this place alive, I'd have-"
"$13.50," Toy Bot interuppted.
"Right right," Toy said. "I'm sure some of the capes here could outrank me in that, but still......ugh."
"Let's just blow this place to hell and leave," Combat Toy grunted.
"A fine plan," Archlich replied. "But that leaves out the fact that Blightlord, as infantile as he may be, is extremely powerful."
The lich spun around and faced the rest of the group, giving them all an equal glare from his blue glowing eyesockets.
"But despite how much I would prefer not to acknowledge this, most of you here are quite powerful in your own right. We should have no trouble disposing of the uppity necromancer and returning to our true businesses."
"Half of which would probably include them jumping you, Archlich," Toy said half sarcastically.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Darkstorm walked over to where the projection of Blightlord stood. "I think we all pissed off the wrong guy," He turned to face the group, "seriously, we did." He walked around looking at the surroundings. "We need a plan, anyone have any ideas?" He asked.
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The zombies seemed relentless. A never-ending hoard that wouldn't stop.
Until a snap rang through the room, that is.
All of the undead collapsed, melting away into dust.
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"That's it?" Acid commented, disappointed, "Dang, and I was just getting into the mood again."
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In the balcony above, Blightlord stood, leaning against a pillar.
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"Blightie!" Acid grinned widely, resting his bladed weapon's upper edge on his right shoulder, "Now I remember you. What you been up to?"
Instead of answering, Blightlord just kept talking. Monologuing, actually. Wow, Acid really thought he'd gotten past that by now. Guess not.
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Blightlord stopped in front of Essex, and bent down to eye level with her. "You can't save them all, child." He stood, holding his arms out. "This is it. The Final Vengeance. None of you will leave this place alive, so enjoy your last precious hours. Oh, and Acid, I wouldn't try anything like the last time. That toxin you were all splattered with has rendered any means of teleportation useless. Let the games begin."
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Now this was odd. Acid didn't have any means of locating Blightlord in order to teleport him. It's not like this was his base, after all. Still, this was very annoying. Acid might be a good sprinter and could jump well, but without teleportation he was pretty much left in the dust. He certainy couldn't fly.
This also explained why his body hadn't reacted to the toxin. It was a dynamic poison. Very clever - which meant as soon as he tried to teleport, it would go active. Good thing he ad just been warned about that. Would have been nasty in a fight.
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"Oh god damn it," Toy said as he put slapped his face with one hand, making a harsh metallic ringing sound. "If I had a dollar for every bozo who said that I wouldn't leave this place alive, I'd have-"
"$13.50," Toy Bot interuppted.
"Right right," Toy said. "I'm sure some of the capes here could outrank me in that, but still......ugh."
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Acid laughed loudly, "Hah hah hah, I'd be rich! As in filthy stinkin' rich. Heh, funny coincidence, that was the same line I heard earlier today. Man, I really have to sign myself up for overtime. Kinda ironic since everyone who says that to me is tecnically completely correct. Yet they always expect me to accomodate them and stay down. Go figure."
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Darkstorm walked over to where the projection of Blightlord stood. "I think we all pissed off the wrong guy," He turned to face the group, "seriously, we did." He walked around looking at the surroundings. "We need a plan, anyone have any ideas?" He asked.
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"Eh, Blightie's bark is worse than his bite." Acid commented, "Literally. Don't let him get to ya. As for plan...well, we'll probably run into a million plus two traps before we manage to get to him any way you twist it. That and we kinda only have this one hallway to go right now. So unless someone has a better idea, that's about it."
"As for me," he sheated his weapon again and leaned against the wall, "I'll be taking a time-out of about 22 seconds right now. Don't pay me any mind - Ess, here's lookin' at ya - I'll be fine."
With that, he attempted to teleport. Blightlord's toxin kicked in and instantly went into effect.
Acid fell over like a sack of potatoes...
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"What the [censored]! [censored] YOU COMMANDER NICHOLS! ONE assassination job, holy [censored]!"
"Woot! More ownage to come folks! Stand by for stereotype..."
Alpha and Bear were clearly viewing this differently.
"I hate it when he does that," Toy Dispenser said mildly as Acid thumped to the ground. Most likely he was doing that twenty-two second I'm-immune-to-the-poison-now thing he did so well. It would be very handy to have that sort of mechanism to fight off the latest brand of computer viruses.
"Anyway," he said to the group at large. "While the lizard is down and out, we should at least get a scouting expedition going. And I would also suggest that those of us relying on firepower other than our own check our supply routes to see if reinforcements can make it here."
Toy knew that his normal method of deployment, orbital drop capsules, wouldn't work where ever they were. But thankfully he had modified, with the help of several captured scientists, the teleporter matrix of his manufactory to teleport to one of his beacons even if he was in another dimension. There were some screwy laws regarding how long its reach was, but effectively he could get reinforcements anywhere as long as the beacon had enough time to complete the transfer of energy.
"Small Toy," Toy said abruptly, and the flat grey battle drone snapped to attention.
"Go and scout things out a bit. Not too far. Just about a hundred meters."
"Yes, sir," the drone said quietly before its edges blurred and the drone faded from sight.
Panels opened up all around Small Toy's head, making it appear as though it had a frill. But this was not decorative nor made to impress mates. Instead, the frill contained a sophisticated sensor suite that rivaled Toy's in performence. This, combined with the cloaking device and the high powered particle beam rifle, made Small Toy a highly effective scout and assassin. Of course these devices, while powerful and handy, were not that well armored in order to preserve the battle drone's quickness and maneuverability.
But for the moment, fragility was at the back of Toy's mind as he watched Small Toy, now reduced to a mere outline in his vision, carefully walk through the dust of the zombies while scanning every rock, pebble, and cranny it could see.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Essex just stared fixedly at the spot where Blightlord's projection had been.
"I know I can't save everybody." she murmured. "But I'll be damned if I don't try."
When Acid fell to the ground, she twitched slightly and opened and closed her hands, but did nothing.
"I hate it when he does that..." she murmured, skimming a little closer to Alpha.
Japancakes.
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"Hey, lizard you ok?" Darkstorm asked Acid when he fell. "I think this stuff prevents us from exacpeing or something," He added. "we should just walk along, take things minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day. That would be the best thing to do." He climbed down from the rock where Blightlord had appeard and started to walk around through the group.
"Hey Ess." Acid smiled for the first time since his arrival, patting the relatively short reploid on the head, "Likewise - and don't let these numbskulls bother ya. The only one you belong to is you."
Toy and Burning's urging derailed him again, though, getting a long sigh out of him.
"Work? What?" he lamented, spreading hisarms and clenching his fists, "But I just came from there! Not that I don't enjoy my job, but today was just one of those days."
Continuing, he started counting his fingers, "I've been shot, stabbed, crushed, punched, flung about, and generally been made a mess of today. I just wanted to take a shower now, maybe play some games with friends. Instead, I end up here. Where that hell is here anyway, and what in blazes is going on?"
He motioned to Hal and Schizo with his thumb, "If I'm gonna be talked into going anywhere, especially with tweedledum and tweedledee over here, I'll need a good reason."
Why did he have the feeling they were going to talk him into it anyway?
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Burning opened the door, and stepped back in surprise as a wad of goo splattered over them all, no matter what they attempted to avoid it.
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"What the...?" Acid growled as he stood there in a drippy manner, "This is not helping your argument here..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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