The girl in the powersuit let out a colorful string of curses as Mr. Invincible smashed one of her bots across the street. This time the Protectors didn't even bother looking up, the drone was far past being able to be repaired. Instead, they kept firing at the hero. At the same time the girl slung her rifle back over her shoulder and charged the emitters in her gloves, producing a bolt of pure force to send the hero flying backwards.
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
((Doom knew Recycler wasn't a Petless Mastermind, her thoughts lend themselves to inane or humorous tangents.))
Doomtastic frowned at the green crystal exploding from the cafe. Positron was probably going to use his phenomenal luck to bounce back soon and it looked like she was out of exploding trucks.
"Boss? You okay in there? I'll take screams for no."
Infinity
Sam Varden 50 MA/Reg Scrap
Doomtastic 50 SS/Inv Brute
Ceus 50 Eng/Kin Corr
Cinderstorm 50 Fire/Fire Blaster
As Fixer and Functionary finished repairs on Breaker and their three brethern, the Warbots, they repaired one another as Longbow mini-gunners ran out to replace the Ballistas.
Breaker simply fired a salvo of Swarm Missiles, to disorient and scatter the newly arriving forces of Longbow.
The Warbots took up positions in the hallway, firing their heavy laser blasts towards the incoming troops.
Fixer and Functionary renewed the shielding around Breaker and the Warbots, and Dr. Mechan stepped forward, applying several new shields to the Protector's variety. He wanted the Protectors to start firing as soon as possible.
((BTW - did Catsi's character really smash into the building where Dr. Mechan and Co. are? No clue. Also, if Dr. Mechan's bots are able, they will "eliminate" fallen targets every chance they get, before said targets medi-porters kick in. It's on auto ctrl+click 
))
OOC:
His entrance put him on top of a nearby building, he would have had to jump through the gigantic explosion, past the two obvious hero targets, down a long stretch of hallway, and then slightly around a corner to fight them.
I assumed not. 
((Sorry didnt realize where they are. Well assume he smashed into a ballista that was coming to reinforce the rest and has promptly trashed the reinforcements keeping them from coming to aid.
with that being said onto the smash))
Having jsut finished trashing a Balista lead platoon of soliders coming in from behind to reinforce the ones currently engaged in battle had given him a small outlet for his more violent urges.
Unfortunatley for all present those urges were very expansive and demanded a lot of violence to release.
Gathering his massive muscled legs underneath him he leapt skyward and angeld himself so that a rising armored hero was square in his sights.
As Positron stood and shook his head clear of the explosion he began a rapid assessment of the situation, the villian he was currently fighting with was rising to her feet, and another hero was engaged with another villian.
Also there was a whistling sound as something large and airborne approached him. Looking skyward he only ahd a brief glimpse of Green as a massive Fist collided with his armored head slamming him backwards into the side of the building hard enough to shake the massive edifice with the impact.
one thought ran through his mind "Grahn oh joy."
"Your mine Positron!! I'm going to enjoy peeling you like a grape!!" The massive form approached him through the licking flames like some primordial demon.
So you mean you'll put down your rock, and I'll put down my sword; and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?
Dubbed first knight of pep-istan by her majesty Queen Pepcat. first catmonaut to walk onna moon.
PENGUIN!!!...(^)>
...............C(...)D
.................m.m
[ QUOTE ]
((Doom knew Recycler wasn't a Petless Mastermind, her thoughts lend themselves to inane or humorous tangents.))
Doomtastic frowned at the green crystal exploding from the cafe. Positron was probably going to use his phenomenal luck to bounce back soon and it looked like she was out of exploding trucks.
"Boss? You okay in there? I'll take screams for no."
[/ QUOTE ]
"Screams." A very sarcastic and muffled voice issued from the crystal-filled building. "I'm immune to this stuff, but it's still heavy mass. I'm pinned down, and we only have around fifteen minutes until the Tiberium starts to ionize the air and spread."
***
Functionary and his drones, and those following him, trashed Longbow on the way down the allway, meeting plenty of resistance that was easily put down without effort. Finally, they arrived in a room that changed from office to lab-and there was a giant generator in the middle of the room with an alcove to the side with various equipment scattered around. The entire right-hand side of the room had a giant blast door, currently closed.
Nightshade's voice came in over the comm:
"Keep a look-out people, Longbow tried to spring some two-story robot on us in one of these rooms, we nailed them before they could activate it. This thing looks nasty, if there are more of them, be on the lookout for longbow trying to turn em on."
The room was very notably lacking in Longbow. Or was it?
Doomtastic rubbed her chin thoughtfully for a moment. Tiberium was volitile stuff, the gents who sold it generally were relieved to be rid of it, but the only chemical cocktails capable of neutralizing it were only available in tech labs, not city streets.
She considered asking Positron for help, intense radiation could destabilize it and heroes had this thing about letting other people die, but it looked like her favorite boy toy was having other problems.
Having eliminated the calm and scientific routes she shrugged. A look of intense concentration crossed her features as she gestured at the ground next to her. A black cloud of smoke appeared along with her personal Blood Widow. She was one of Bella's favorites after all.
"Good christ Celes, now what?" the helmeted Arachnos Operative muttered.
"Shut up Jameson and start smashing."
Doomtastic lifted her leg and stomped the ground, shattering the cement and creating a rift in the ground. As her widow hacked at the crystaline structure Doom began to rip the ground out from under it.
Infinity
Sam Varden 50 MA/Reg Scrap
Doomtastic 50 SS/Inv Brute
Ceus 50 Eng/Kin Corr
Cinderstorm 50 Fire/Fire Blaster
Breaker stepped into the office/lab first.
"Doctor, there's equipment inside here," Breaker sent through his encrypted and secured comm-link with Dr. Mechan.
The rest of Dr. Mechan's fleet followed Breaker inside, swarming around the giant Assault Bot. Following them, Dr. Mechan stepped in, and then he received the comm message from Nightshade:
[ QUOTE ]
"Keep a look-out people, Longbow tried to spring some two-story robot on us in one of these rooms, we nailed them before they could activate it. This thing looks nasty, if there are more of them, be on the lookout for longbow trying to turn em on."
[/ QUOTE ]
Dr. Mechan sent back a reply, the monotone, electronic voice crystal clear with each word: "This is Mechan. Office space opening up into a lab here, with a giant generator in here. Some miscellaneous equipment off in an corner. Should we leave the generator intact or destroy it? Over," Dr. Mechan asked.
((Just so you know, the people who are in the group that went left, you guys can play around with a Commando, a Medic and a Soldier, since The General [my guy's 'name'] ordered them to follow that group. Just don't kill 'em ))
The man, known simply as 'The General' and his men stopped firing after the three Ballistas went down. O'Leary the Soldier cheered and raised his gun, only to hear the familiar sound of mini-guns. Everyone quickly went back to their positions they had come out of seconds earlier and started firing at the Longbow. The General grumbled something, then pulled three small balls out of a pocket on his belt. He tossed them into the air and they floated for a moment before flying off towards the mini-gunners. "Sheild your eyes, boys, those Seeker Drones let off quite a flash when they explode" The General ordered as he raised his arm to deflect the explosion's flash.
((OOC: Hey, doodaa, Dr. Mechan's group is only my mastermind and his robots, and your mastermind with his soldiers. Also, we went right, not left.))
((Oh, you're with that group then. Ahh, I'm all confused now I'll edit accordingly.I know my guy went to the right, but I wasn't sure who was wtih him))
"Leave the generator intact, we don't want anymore attention while we're here. Just search the room for any large and bulky machines. Anything bigger than a computer terminal." Nightshade's voice said.
That's also when the Longbow Spec-Ops decloaked as he rapidly tapped on the controls for the giant blast door set into the right-most wall...
***
Tiberium could be easily crushed, shattered, and cut. However, it was an extremely volatile substance and it could react with absolutely ANYTHING. As the ground cracked and split, the mass of Tiberium and the various shards created thus fell into the fissure and started converting rocks and debris within into more Tiberium and spreading. Doomtastic found that her little fissure was filling up with Tiberium crustal spires rapidly, and they were heading right back for the source...
Her Widow had a bit more luck. While the Tiberium reacted with his wrist-blades, he was fast enough to make these reactions negligable. He was making good head-time through the mass of green crystal-and then he found himself in a prison of Tiberium. The chips and bits of hacked and slashed Tiberium had fallen all around him and reacted with the ground as they landed-crystal spires had erupted all around him, and even now a few were begining to form directly beneath him...
((Ok since Cowman appears to have dropped off the face of the earth, I'm moving on.))
Whether the hero was down or not, she didn't know. But they had bigger problems now, namely the rapidly spreading Tiberium crystals. "I'm going to kill whoever was using that stuff", she muttered. Though she'd never seen it before now, she was rapidly losing any desire to ever see it again with the rate it was spreading. Villain or not, she didn't want the world covered in this crap. Only problem was she wasn't familiar with it and thus didn't know how to get rid of it. Ordering her bots to fire their energy weapons only at the crystals, she decided she should get a sample to study later. Maybe she could put it in one of those magnetic vacuum containment units, like the ones they used for antimatter storage.
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
The shattered pieces of Tiberium transformed almost everything they touched into more of the godforsaken green crystal. Doom and Jameson soon foundthemselves in bright green mess.
Doomtastic monologued calmly as the Tiberium began to spread, "This is absurd. And normally I love absurdity. "How not to be seen?" Hilarious. But this is some kind of...not funny absurdity, which is a wholly new feeling for me and were I not declared criminally insane by quack doctors who obviously bought their degrees by some grade by the pound internet course--"
"Celes!" Jameson snapped as she shucked her wrist blades, finally having given up the tiberium colored ghost. "You will undoubtedly survive this horrible experience, but I most certainly will not, and I'm up for promotion to Night Widow in two damn weeks so please, do something outlandish and crazy that will solve this mess."
Doomtastic smiled brightly as an idea struck her. "Okay!"
She keyed a code into her glove mounted computer.
"Warburg was having a special last week you know. A two for one deal."
She clapped her hands together and giggled, "One localized chemical burn coming right up!"
Infinity
Sam Varden 50 MA/Reg Scrap
Doomtastic 50 SS/Inv Brute
Ceus 50 Eng/Kin Corr
Cinderstorm 50 Fire/Fire Blaster
Hearing chemical burn and Warburg in the same sentence Grahn couldnt help but smirk. He liked this lunatic. She was his type of gal. Willing to engage in mass destruction in order to get what she wanted. After all If the bank was no longer standing who cared about the vault door.
Massive green fists continued to hammer down upon Positron liek an Avalanche. he didnt care about the Tiberium persay. it couldnt harm him, and any that tried to grow on him was quickly killed by the radiation that surged through his mutated body.
Still perhaps it might be a bad thing if the world were turned into a Tiberium dump. He was no scientist but he was smart enough to know what it was and how bad it could get.
As the rocket approached he left a stunned Positron and leapt over to the crazy woman, and her Blood Widow friend Interposing himself between them and shielding them from the blast.
He felt the chemical rain down upon him, felt the stinging, and burning as the acidic chemicals rained down on his massive back.
He could feel his back bubbling as his skin regenerated slowly from the burns, He concentrated dulling the pain and felt his regenerative abilited kick in quickly.
Her plan was audacious and quite frankly insane
and ultimately successful
"You..." he spoke to Doomtastic in that voice like two massive slabs of bronze grating together. "You, are insane."
So you mean you'll put down your rock, and I'll put down my sword; and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?
Dubbed first knight of pep-istan by her majesty Queen Pepcat. first catmonaut to walk onna moon.
PENGUIN!!!...(^)>
...............C(...)D
.................m.m
Doomtastic smiled brightly at the man who interposed himself between the chemical burn and herself. It was rather sweet even if he wanted to beat her poor Raymond into a pulp, "Life is so much easier when you stop limiting yourself to the sane choices."
She watched the dissolving Tiberium, "I just realized something. Ray is over there."
She pointed to the still inert form of Positron
"So...where's his sidekick? Val-something-norse-or other."
Infinity
Sam Varden 50 MA/Reg Scrap
Doomtastic 50 SS/Inv Brute
Ceus 50 Eng/Kin Corr
Cinderstorm 50 Fire/Fire Blaster
"Wait, are you using a Warburg missile?!?!?" Recycler-33 said in a panicked voice. "Let's not be hasty here, we can talk this over, there's no need to..."
Too late!
In an entirely different universe altogether, the last time somebody had tried ousting a growing Tiberium deposit through immense destructive force/weapons of mass destruction, the end result was this. Thankfully, the chemical burn warhead DID NOT cause the Tiberium to react in this way. The first reason being this was solid Tiberium, not liquid-The second being that the air was not sufficiently ionized to fuel a Tiberium detonation, and thirdly because the weapon being used was not all that destructive on the greater scale of things.
The Tiberium crystals exploded, taking the building it had devoured along with it, leaving nothing but rubble behind. Thankfully, the crystal had converted all of its mass to fuel the explosion, which meant it was now gone...
OOC:
Here's a post on Tiberium, should tell you everything you need to know about it. A few details are left out, but are not critical.
((See and here I was just making stuff up.))
Completely ignorant of almost ending the world, Doomtastic reached a hand out to help Recycler up, "I'm adding the cost of a Warburg Rocket to my fee. They represent a significant time investment. I was saving that one too. I was going to ruin this years Master's Tournament. Can you imagine the face on those golfers when their par 5 is full of dead grass and the water hazards are chemical baths?"
Infinity
Sam Varden 50 MA/Reg Scrap
Doomtastic 50 SS/Inv Brute
Ceus 50 Eng/Kin Corr
Cinderstorm 50 Fire/Fire Blaster
Hearing Doomtastic saying something about 'Warburg' and 'chemical burn', the girl and her bots immediately stopped firing at the crystals and threw up the same protective shields that they'd used when the generator exploded. Once again they were tossed about like ragdolls as the crystals exploded, but the shields saved them from more serious injury. As the dust settled from this latest explosion, green flashes again lit up the area as the bots repaired each other. She looked around for more heroes, but the only one visible was the unconscious Positron. Slinging her rifle back over her shoulder she and her bots moved into the now ruined building, searching for their allies.
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
OOC:
Only the diner was destroyed, the office/lab is still entirely intact. Sorry for not being clear on that. >.>
((But she would have to go through said destroyed diner to get to the office/lab, right?))
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
OOC:
No, diner is next to the office, not in front of it.
[ QUOTE ]
Doomtastic smiled brightly at the man who interposed himself between the chemical burn and herself. It was rather sweet even if he wanted to beat her poor Raymond into a pulp, "Life is so much easier when you stop limiting yourself to the sane choices."
She watched the dissolving Tiberium, "I just realized something. Ray is over there."
She pointed to the still inert form of Positron
"So...where's his sidekick? Val-something-norse-or other."
[/ QUOTE ]
The massive 8 foot tall gamma irradiated form of Grahn stood up looked around smirking slightly at the unconscious positron. He thought for a brief moment about compacting him like an aluminum can but was distracted by the brilliant smile of the young nutcase in front of him.
"I havent seen her but I dont doubt that she's near by."
stretching the massive corded muscles moved under his green scaled skin as his pointed ears twitched.
"Ladies I believe we have company." he pointed to the rapidly repsonding longbow reserves.
"Here this should give them something to deal with while we move inside." he snarled out.
Reaching down he picked up the lax form of positron and wrapped him inside a downed flyer. the metal of the flyer groaning in protest. he smiled wickedly as he smelled unspilt fuel in the machines tanks.
lifitng the 10 ton machine wasnt diffiuclt. It took a little more effort to hurl the mass several hunded feet into the side of a small 4 story rsidential building.
the building shook form the impact before igniting in flames as a small explosion lit up the sky.
He laughed a viscious laugh as screaming people ran from the buring edifice, and a little over half the longbow contingent turned to take up the rescue effort.
Turning his massive scaled bulk tot he building he went to the doors and smashed his way through them not bothering with subtlety.
So you mean you'll put down your rock, and I'll put down my sword; and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?
Dubbed first knight of pep-istan by her majesty Queen Pepcat. first catmonaut to walk onna moon.
PENGUIN!!!...(^)>
...............C(...)D
.................m.m
Recycler-33 wasn't a petless mastermind, all his pets had simply been killed by Positron. As it were, he was still inside the restaurant collecting his wits. The liquid Tiberium seeping out of his tank had started going to work the moment it hit the ground, and to put a long story short, Doomtastic would NOT have any trouble finding her would-be employer.
The windows of the restaurant suddenly shattered as green crystal spires pressed against it, to extend a few more feet before halting. The door had been mangled by another several such spires-The entire place was filled to the brim with Tiberium!
***
And that was that. All three Ballistas had been eliminated. Sounds of fighting came from the corridor Mechanomorphic and Nightshade had gone down, and they hadnÂ’t called for help so it followed that they were fine. The corridor the Ballista had come down beckonedÂ…With Longbow mini-gunners beginning to emerge from it.