Click clack, went Red Commissars newest Assault Rifle Irina as he carefully slotted in the fresh clip and slung the Rifle behind his cape, running his gloved hands over his webbing tied to his belt as he stood at the Portal Teleporter in the Workers Base, dressed in the urban camoflaged version of his costume his modifed kevlar and underlayers all secured and ready. He was almost ready. He picked up the communicator and began to dial several numbers, starting with Seans first to begin the general massage of operation go.
He glanced over his shoulder for a moment, watching two if Jakobs Lab Hands take a small pile of munitions and misc equipment loaded down in a trolley away near him pushing them towards the Hammerspace teleportation chamber. He felt the tingle of mixed anticipitation in his blood once more. At last, they were going to end this. He hoped Sean had the infiltration tools ready soon. He was not in a waiting mood.
He brought the communicator up to his mouth and spoke to Sean, telling him he and the others were coming soon. Lester sneezed heavily in his Hammercuit in the Background, well enough by the will of the motherland to serve as back up.
Materialising into the room came the figure of Rufus, The Next Dimension. Standing there in his heroic outfit, he glanced around the deserted room.
"Salutions Sean, I hope I am not late" Rufus stated before he shimmered into a more casual outfit and took a seat.
Pink dress. Pink shoes. Pink hair. The clear signs of one Molly Longstaff, approaching the warehouse at a determined pace while still maintaining her usual cheerful smile on her face. Behind her followed Erica, her robot butler, hauling a large steel cases in each hand, and an even larger case on her back. Were it not for the fact that Erica was a machine designed for this kind of work, she'd never have gotten those cases off the truck parked just around the corner.
Molly reached the door and briefly glanced back at Erica, giggling a little.
"You managing okay there, Erica?" Molly asked as she grabbed the door's handle.
"Yes, Miss." Erica replied. "If I weren't, then I wouldn't have gotten far from the truck."
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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Flapping the tail of his long sky blue trench coat for best effect ..the shape of Rik , in his most covert clothing ,wandered in from behind the teleport .....
"hey Sean.... so we doing this now ...cos i like only have this jet pack on loan for the next three hours ..."
Quinsisdos was next to arrive through the base teleporter, wearing his Vanguard issued suit sans helmet. He glanced around the currently assembled crowd and took one of the spare seats.
Unfortunatly, his height prevented him from resting his feet on the table.
Sean smiled as each one of them come in.
"Hello People, and no Rufus.. in fact your just about on time." Sean said turning about as Coms wire frame head popped back onto the monitor screen.
"Sean, Two people are at the front door to the Warehouse, One is Molly Longstaff the other appears to be a female butler of hers, want me to oepn the doors for them?" Coms voice echoed out before showing a CCTV image of them standing at the door.
"Of course and lead them down here will you." Sean replied, before turning back to the gathering crowd of those sitting down.
Red Commissar stepped quietly through the Teleporter and sat down in his own seat not far from the other heroes.
"I am veady, and more vill come..." he simply announced.
Time Remainning: 6 hours.
"Well, hello Red.. Lester, Coms if you please can you display up the mission tasks for me, and bullet points for what we should do." Sean smiled calling out into the room.
As he did the Monitor behind him scrolled with data for a moment then it began to write up his request.
Mission tasks:
1) Board the Fortress.
2) Fight way to Main computer Core, and disable it.
3) Find all hostages and free them.
4) Find Assasion, and defeat him.
5) Destory or disable the Fortress.
6) Escape to safe location.
"Anyone got any question while we wait?" Sean asked looking at those in the room.
Ya define safe location ...
"I think it's safe to say anywhere that -isn't- the fortress, right?" Molly asked as she adjusted her dress.
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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Sean glanced behind him quickly "As in anywhere other than where the Fortress is.. maybe somewhere that ins't a hot spot."
so do we get code names ..and call signs ...oo h ooh can i be blue leader ?
"there will be two teams.. one will go for the computer core.. while the other goes for the hostages, then both will join up and head to find Assasion."
Slowly a pair of robotic arms fold down from the room's ceilling holding between them a rack of Headsets, like Seans one.
Red Commissar took the headset and examined it, still wondering which team to choose.
"Is this video game equipment or zomethink Sean man?"
Sean gave a quick nod before replying "These are radio communicators, headsets like mine and Gemme's, they should allow us to stay in audio communication with each other while we are in there, and before we get in, with Coms."
Sean quickly walked over to a door on the right side of the room, " Now unless theres much else to ask and answer, or people to wait for to join us, I think we should get ready to go."
"I agree" came the metallic voice from the corner of the room. "I heard you needed a hand; i'll tell you now - I am not one for taking orders; but these bombbots are getting on my nerves" stated the armour clad hero, Infinitron,"and I'm sure you could use an extra gun."
Quietly, Next Dimension sank back into his seat.
Molly blinked at the new guy as she worked on sticking the headset on.
"Well," Molly giggled. "The more the merrier, huh?" The pink-clad genius then looked behind her, at her robo-butler Erica. "Alright, crack 'em open!"
Erica nodded and then turned to the cases next to her. After a few seconds, a red padlock icon blinked on the left lens of her glasses before flickering into a solid, green padlock. Almost immediately, each case hissed as their vacuum seals finally broke, allowing them to automatically unfold, and their contents to slide up from their bases.
The larger case revealed Molly's nanotech suit, along with a few small boxes beneath it. The two smaller cases behind the butler opened up to reveal her trademark pink rifle in one of them, along with several varied clips as well as her grenades, the other case revealing the many gadgets she'd learned to make use of in the field.
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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"Well Hello then Infinitron, glad your here, Im sure Rufus there won't mind." Sean said glancing to Infinitron then to Rufus.
Looking about the room from the door he saw Molly's tech suit cases open and the suit and devices and alike, he smiled before unclips his facemask off the back part of his belt.
"Theres a changing room in the far left corner, just make sure not to go in the mens one."
Rik , slide over and picked up one of the head sets , "well i hope these are well made ..you know me and tech dont get on well...wheres the on switch "
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"Theres a changing room in the far left corner, just make sure not to go in the mens one."
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"Thanks," Molly smiled as she pushed herself from her chair, making her way to the open cases. "But I won't be needing it." The Pink One then crouched down at the case holding her suit, and began tapping away at a keypad within its lining. Molly then stood up, and awaited the near-instant, teleport-assisted switcheroo that ended with her wearing the suit and her dress draped over the rack that previously held it. All without revealing a thing.
"Awesome, huh?" Molly giggled as she then turned her attention to picking up her rifle.
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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Red Commissar slid the headset over his Beret securing it firmly and making sure the mouthpiece was positioned just right over his balaclava. Raising an eyebrow briefly at Mollys antics with her own equipment for a moment.
"Communications, excellent. You might as vell show us ze rest of our toys as we wait for ze slackers Sean man..."
Time remaining: 5 hours 56 minutes.
Sean raised an eyebrow at Molly's teleport outfit change, "Meh, almost as good as mine" he smirked turning to Red.
"Well might as well, if you all please would follow me.." He said putting his hand on the scanner pad next to the door, which is slid open to. "Oh and Rik, don't worry about breaking it.. im taking quite a few spares."
With that he walked into the corridor which was through the door, it like the room they were in was the pale creamy blue tech walls, with a blue line running half along them, the lights slowly switched on leading down the corridor toward what was at the end, another door. Every few floor tiles a part of the wall opened as Sean passed it, revealing another device, enough for him and those following him.
"Take 'em, they might come in handy, the uniscanners have the maps of the fort, the granades are EMP, the others two are the Jammer handheld from Neko and the last is a medical pads."
"nice room Sean ...dreamy....ooh ill take a scanner , i hate getting lost ..and a few medi pads ..better safe than sorry..and a jammer , i can give that to Mr Lumps .... good job i have plenty of pockets "
Red Commisar grabbed a Uniscann a Jammer and Several Medi Pads as he walked behind Sean down the corridoor, he had enough EMP equipment on him already. He was alert and ready to take in whatever the final briefing had to offer.
He firmly secured these bits of equipment in what little room was left in his webbing and equipment belts.
(( this is the post for the last battle for the potline known as "For better or Worst" which is an Open RP post so to invole and complete the plot on time and not ingame, there will be once the mission maker is in game a set/ misssion for this so those can see it ingame.))
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Seans Warehouse base: Meeting room.
Time remaining: 6 hours and ten minutes
Sean paced up and down waiting for those helping him fight his old arc foe, Assasion and his army of Assasion bots, funny nickname Bombbots.
He was wearing is battle suit with his face mask off, the mask laying on the desk behind him along with a load of other devices which were for those going into the fortress.
"Coms, please tell me im not over reacting.. are they late?" Sean asked looking up at the monitor on the wall.
"Sean, they have ten minsnute to get here still, im waiting for transport signals on the network." Coms voice echoed out from the monitor as his wire framed head appeared on it.
"Good good, I just want this whole thing done already.." Sean said looking up at the monitor again before pacing off again, "And everything is ready.. and your completely sure of it?"
"Yes Sean now relax and remain calm, nothing is going to go
wrong." Coms voice echoed out again as Sean nodded in reply.
Elsewhere in the city.
Slowly a flood of people came, the streets seem to just sudden fill with twice the normal amount of people out during the day however these people were walking differently to normal, they were all walking down every street, every bit of land, even in buildings the same direction and at the same pace. They were walking in a set pattern, like they were trying to stay a certain distance away from each other.
Each one of them had on either a cap or hat or some sunglasses, hidding their eyes and not a word was said by them apart from the quiet whisper of " And soon the end will come." which they seem to repeat over and over again.
((ok first people, Sean is waiting for those who are heading into the fortress in his warehouse base, either go to it in Independent port or tap one of the teleporter becons at the base portals. Once everyone is kitted up there they will leave for the fortress.
Anyone whoes not on the attack team but in the city might want to check out those people.