"'bout time," Ghoul muttered after Martin finished ranting. "Talkin' while there's a bunch of Council to smash.... Pfft, capes."
Ghoul flicked Klaus the finger as he turned around and caught up to Martin with one bound.
"No way in hell am I lettin' you get all the action, cape," Ghoul said to the hero with a cocky grin that looked a bit out of place on his dead face. "Hows about I demonstrate how we handle Nazis in the Isles?"
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.
"Nazis were the old regime," Martin replied, "Mired with bigots and other closed minded fools. Now they're just terrorists trying to conquer the nation by starting with Paragon. Still fascist, though. I should know, my sometime partner was so deep undercover, he made it to Archon. He's got some freaky stories about what they're like nowadays."
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Dusan sighed and muttered something about that being the plan he had suggested, while at the same time putting up a field that would avert one's attention away from the group. He followed rougly fifteen paces behind Martin, planning on sticking to the rear.
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Dennis simply shrugged at Martin's renewed outbreak and hovered his way toward the front of the pack, getting almost shoulder to shoulder with the squad leader and the undead brute.
Klaus froze Ghoul's finger while it was still flicking him off.
"Who taught you your manners liiitle one?"
"Now then," he said, brushing off some dirt, "If you excuse me I have some businesss with ze Council."
He started for the open door, seeing as how these idiots were too busy arguing to do anything to stop him.
The guards had seen him come and go here befroe and would probably just let him pass. He did business with the Council base here on a regular basis, trading information for supplies.
Little did he realize, but the heroes were already tearing the place up.
((Hey, Grey? Ghoul jumped Klaus after Klaus took a shot at E-X- it looks like you missed that, since you're chewing Ghoul out for jumping some random idiot for no real reason))
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
((bah stupid mad scientist..I hope he doesnt wind up in the same room as me and Dax.....because if he does I think he wont live to tell about it...))
Bladewing rounded a corner and came face to face with yet another titanium door.
"Okay Dax, this one is all mine."
Bladewing began a muttered chant, and at the same time slid his sword along one finger, drawing a line of blood and causing the sword to crackle with barely constrained power.
Then, Bladewing swung his No-Dachi at the door a few times, and seconds later it fell apart along the cut lines.
If anyone looked closely it would appear that the door wasn't cut so much as the metal in the blade's path had simply ceased to exist.
"You, dear sir, are a legend. "- nelly. "PIE DOESN'T HAVE TENTACLES!"
Bladewing Draconian lvl 30 KAT/SR scrapper
DarkNinjutsu lvl 50 DM/REG scrapper
Dajoji Hino lvl 50 elm/ela scrapper
Bloody Byakko lvl 20 claws/sr scrapper
"DAMN DAMN DAMN!" Salvatore shouted as the monitor for blast door thirteen went haywire.
"Orders?"
Salvatore looked at the screen miserably. At this point, his orders were irrelevant. Auswitch could probably give better ones-If only because his insane ramblings sometimes contained a spark potential in some situations.
Still.
"Withdraw all troops to section U, have them establish a barricade aimed for the door. If the heroes can get through a solid wall of bullets, well..."
The assistant merely nodded and relayed his orders.
"You." Salvatore suddenly snarled.
The Ascendant Archon, still clad in his silver armor, looked at him from the shadows.
"Come with me, I have a plan. A last stand, of sorts..."
Archon Auswitch fumed as he heard all of this from his office-turned-prison.
He wouldn't have it. These bumblers were ruining his base and his glorious work. He was going to rectify this situation-He was going to escape...
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After forcing their way through the last door, the heroes came upon only two more Council squads.
Then they didn't see any Council at all, anywhere. All of the rooms they came upon were empty. Either they had gotten all of the soldiers or they were all bunched up in a single room somewhere...
((Martin wasn't looking when the whole conflict started. I gotta work with limited knowledge, especially the fact that he's in an aggressive emotional state where he wants to get moving before irreversible damage is done. To do that, he has to bark and shout and ignore hurt feelings.
It's odd that this is the character I have that's the heaviest into a military mindset. Even Gregory Caid and Cedric Grey (huh, first time I noticed their initials were inverses of each other) have aloof tendencies. Of course, Martin's always had to take life a whole lot more seriously than either of them...))
Sanders' hand swung out and swatted Klaus in the neck as the doctor tried to pass. It wasn't meant to hurt, but it did illustrate the point that Martin wasn't about to take any nonsense.
"We're not giving our positions away, Bad Doc. I don't want you doing it either."
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Dax looked over at Bladewing with a look of worry crossing his face, "Do you also got a bad feeling about this?" he said meaning the lack of Council, "Two to One bet they've set up an ambush."
Dax walked up to the next door in the hallway, Knocking loudly he vibrated the crystals that passed as a mouth projecting the sound straight through the door, "Pizza Guy! It's $13.95 plus tip"
"Bet one of 'em opens the door." Dax said with laughter
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
Bladewing readied his katana, swinging it in wide circles to his side.
"Your on, loser buys the winner drinks in D after this is over."
"You, dear sir, are a legend. "- nelly. "PIE DOESN'T HAVE TENTACLES!"
Bladewing Draconian lvl 30 KAT/SR scrapper
DarkNinjutsu lvl 50 DM/REG scrapper
Dajoji Hino lvl 50 elm/ela scrapper
Bloody Byakko lvl 20 claws/sr scrapper
"I'll take that bet," Dax said
"Comeon guys after 30 minutes the pizza is free and my boss said that if I don't get paid again he's gonna fire me. I got eighteen kids and seven alamonies. THINK ABOUT THE STARVING KIDS!" Dax said trying to keep from bursting out with laughter.
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
Meanwhile, in another part of the base...
Energon X had taken point as was his (mildly suicidal) habit. Klaus was somewhere behind... 'painted' as a target, should he try anything irritating. E-X was a trifle paranoid about 'friendlies' who tried to popsicle-ize him.
The little group ran up against... "ANOTHER locked door? Don't they ever get tired of that joke? It's not like they slow us down all that much..." he griped. "I'm just glad I did my scouting run through here before they locked down. It's hard to make a stealthy pass-through when you have to smash the furnishings every twenty feet." He gave an irritable shrug and drew back one red-glowing fist.
The energy-backed blow rang the blast door like a gong, slamming into it with enough force that, unless there was something odd about it, it would be sent scything through the air to embed itself in the far wall.
((And yes, this is supposed to be the door that the ambush is behind.))
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
Dennis floated up towards the ceiling of the corridor, hoping to avoid being immediately spotted if enemies happened to be behind the door. Aside from this automatic precaution, he was pretty lax, even going so far as to glance at his watch as E-X slammed the door.
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Dusan, however, was a different story.
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He gave an irritable shrug and drew back one red-glowing fist.
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"Wait a minute! I wouldn't do-"
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The energy-backed blow rang the blast door like a gong, slamming into it with enough force that, unless there was something odd about it, it would be sent scything through the air to embed itself in the far wall.
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"...-That..." Dusan grimaced as the ambush he had sensed sprang into action. He proceded to 'convince' a few soldiers to fight for them instead of against, but if anything, he was glad that he was relatively useful again.
He sent a wave of pain to the souls of those he deemed hostile, which should hold them in place, unless they had some terrific spiritual defense. (Most don't.)
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Dennis's eyebrows perked when he saw that there were actual enemies behind the wall, and quickly decided that instead of floating up there counting the casualties, he should be down there causing some.
Frowning, he blasted forward, slamming a fist into the face of some poor sap.
((We really should've waited for Diov's post...))
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((Possibility of edit storms in the forecast?))
I do not know my reasons for posting, but post I must. ~~Build
"We can't stop here, this is bat country."
--Johnny Depp
"I ain't bi-curious, I'm a man. Why do you think I'm wearing this tight spandex and got all these muscles?" Meatwad
((they havent done too much to the council ambush....although it was the rather squishier crowd that ran into them...not the brute/scrapper duo....*evil laugh*...theyre gonna need to call us in to clean it up build 
))
"You, dear sir, are a legend. "- nelly. "PIE DOESN'T HAVE TENTACLES!"
Bladewing Draconian lvl 30 KAT/SR scrapper
DarkNinjutsu lvl 50 DM/REG scrapper
Dajoji Hino lvl 50 elm/ela scrapper
Bloody Byakko lvl 20 claws/sr scrapper
((Well I was waiting for others to post. Like Devious and a few others...But I suppose I can put this in now.))
The door blew outward.
And was immediately shredded into infinitely tiny fragments by a solid wall of bullets.
Council soldiers from almost every nook and cranny of the room, behind barricades, inside miniature stone bunkers, behind fortified shields, in trenches, on catwalks, and in organized rows, let loose a stream of bullets so thick that they could have filled five jumbo jets with the casings in the first two seconds. Chain guns, assault rifles, cryo and incinderary rounds, explosive tipped ammo...It filled almost every available bit of space.
And, as mentioned, this storm completely obliterated the door which had just been blown in, breezed past it, and was now heading for a few key destinations: The wall, and the corridor.
If anybody felt like charging in, they were absolutely free to do so. If they were bullet-proof.
The few Council soldiers that were confused were immediately singled out and restrained by the massive throng of soldiers in the back. Likewise, soldiers who became terrified just kept on shooting out of fear.
Now there was a bit of a problem. There was enough ammo being pumped at them to scare one of the surviving eight at this point. Charging into THAT or even staying within line of sight was most likely going to be extremely lethal. The fire also didn't stop. The soldiers would not stop. It seemed the entire back rows of the throng were determined in getting more ammo to the front lines. The Council troops could keep this up for a VERY long time.
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If the Soul Hound was still active, it would have sensed the City Representative down below by about fifty meters, where the Council Cells were located...
Martin pulled Klaus and Energon X away from the opening. Bullets whizzed past and he could have sworn he felt one hit his leg. Good thing the adrenaline rushing through his veins dampened the pain.
"Holy crap!" he shouted as he tried to push himself off the ground, "That's so much flying metal a fly can't get through! I don't think we're getting through there..."
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((Pardon me, but I thought we were still outside))
((oh heck no...pretty much everyone is in the council base to my knowledge....oh wait..I think you might still be in the sealed off office building with the council that warped in and got clockworked....and maybe one or two others are with you, but for the main part, me and everyone else is inside the council base looking for the Rep and avoiding (now) the mad doctor.))
(post coming after chem class..expect blood...lots and lots of blood)
"You, dear sir, are a legend. "- nelly. "PIE DOESN'T HAVE TENTACLES!"
Bladewing Draconian lvl 30 KAT/SR scrapper
DarkNinjutsu lvl 50 DM/REG scrapper
Dajoji Hino lvl 50 elm/ela scrapper
Bloody Byakko lvl 20 claws/sr scrapper
((We moved on, and since the two Heavies have torn through much of the base, it didn't take us long to find the locked door...))
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
((well, my post was because aside from you slapping Klaus, our group hadn't actually moved since Diov's last post. I don't want to get us mixed up with our pair of loveable axe-crazies who are in a different part of the base entirely... that or they're about to burst through another door into the same room >.>
)
"A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head." Seven Habits of Highly Effective Pirates
MA Arcs: #12285, "Small Fears", #106553, "Trollbane", #12669, "How to Survive a Robot Uprising"
((Only one door into that room. >.>)
Bladewing's ears perked up as he heard gunfire.
"Dax, I think that the room behind this door is empty and it just leads to more tunnels, but at the end of one of those tunnels I hear copious amounts of gunfire..meaning our teammates ran into a council ambush."
Then Bladewing grinned.
"Or in our lanuguage, lets bust up this door so we can slaughter some more helpless soldiery!"
With that sentence spoken, Bladewing diced the door and sent the chunks flying into the room on the other side, quick-stepping through when the dust had settled.
"You, dear sir, are a legend. "- nelly. "PIE DOESN'T HAVE TENTACLES!"
Bladewing Draconian lvl 30 KAT/SR scrapper
DarkNinjutsu lvl 50 DM/REG scrapper
Dajoji Hino lvl 50 elm/ela scrapper
Bloody Byakko lvl 20 claws/sr scrapper
Martin's glare didn't falter.
"No! A plan most certainly has NOT been formed! One guy goes nuts and threatens to kill us all... THIS guy blows a hole in the door, allowing the freak to tear off without answering to STABBING ME! Now, you guys freak out and start fighting each other while another heavy rushes down to join the freak! Tell me! How in the [frig] were we supposed to plan? YOU!"
He pointed at Klaus.
"I don't know you! Weird Clockwork? Yeah. We've been dealing with it, too. Join the party. Of course, you introduced yourself with a big explosion and told us those nasty buggers were headed our way. Then, when Brutish here jumped up to you, you fired. Can't say I blame ya for that, seeing as how scary ugly the guy is, but you could have at least come off as nonthreatening, instead of unleashing an arsenal on us. Your headache is your own fault. As for why we're here, we jumped and flew and whatever overland, not through the twisting passageways. Good enough?"
He didn't wait for an answer, just turned back for the door to the Council base and started marching.
"Plan! We go in there right now and use the freak's assault as a distraction to find the City Rep. Hopefully, they haven't detonated her or shot her or whatever like you hinted at, Ex. Let's move."
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.