jackygirl
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My milkshakes bring all the girls to my dungeon
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Post by jackygirl on Jan 22, 2017 5:42:54 GMT
Jack actually blushed slightly at Day's compliment he was used to being the one doing the complimenting having it the other way around felt... oddly nice. "You're pretty good yourself." He muttered under his breath.
He snapped back to the current situation as Daisy started going off on another of her rants. Just as he was about to intervene she stopped and stared at nothing for a second. She'd been doing that occasionally ever since she'd taken the Graduation Exam he didn't know what had happened but just a week later she'd broken him out of the Facility so it can't have been anything good. Then she said something that made his eyes widen with shock. "Yeah sure totally I promise!" Holy shit she was actually letting him do something!? He'd better check the world wasn't ending. He gave a thankful grin to Animate for helping to convince her before almost skipping over to Troy to get the remote.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Jan 22, 2017 6:08:07 GMT
With Mamba coming over to her to dissuade Tabi from threatening the giant man eating monster she gives him one last glare, hoping he perceives it somehow. Following Mamba to the others she listens in on the others and agreeing with them for the most part, though she doesn't like that the person who's life is in their hands won't even be there but at this point she couldn't care less. Too much was going through her head at this point, mostly confusion over Mamba coming to her aid and whether or not Maneater can do anything else other than send images.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 22, 2017 9:40:03 GMT
"Fine by me." Jessica says with a smirk, ignoring Daisy's little temper tantrum. "Just don't ditch us halfway through the mission to do a ten minutes check. Give him some independence for once, and know your place, M.O.E." She says with a little seriousness in her tone. She succeeded in taking the remote out of the hands of a complete and unstable psychopath. She's satisfied with this outcome.
"Right well now that's all done and dusted, can we get round to the actual job?" She asks nobody in particular.
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Post by Envy on Jan 23, 2017 13:20:41 GMT
Dragging another guard to there final resting place type make his way over towards the main section of the warehouse looking down towards the first floor he sees about 10 armed guards. Type shifts his eyes towards two figure that have just enter the room a man that looks like a sabertooth and a human had a furpile all night long the other figure that of a woman great looks like that was the swig the Quinns take in a while ago one of type's customers tipped him off about her a while back. Great this going to be even harder to do with those two and there thugs walking on the steel brigade that connects to the other side of the warehouse.
"Look up on the 3rd floor!" A voice rings out that alerts everyone in the warehouse bullets start to fly towards type as he runs for cover type begins to run and start to think of a plan to get out of here while getting the data that he needs from this the Quinns. Bullets start to fly towards type as he runs off to formulate a plan for how to escape more then likey saberfuck and firebitch are already on there way to deal with me and probably a lot more mercs are going to be coming my way. Type’s thoughts are interpreted with a rocket from a rpg hits the brigade behind him holding onto the rail he begins to climb while holding onto the rail for dear life. As he begins to climb up the railing bullets fly one of which hit his leg but happens to miss bone lucky using the poisons in his body begins to harden glucose to cover up his wound he’ll deal with later but now he needs to run.
Reaching the top of the brigade the pain from the bullet echos throughout type’s body “Fuck I hate bullets!” He whispered angrily he begins to stand up as slowly starts to walk away.
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Post by Shift on Jan 23, 2017 21:48:35 GMT
Garret's mind had already gone to planning the mission, but he was still able to catch Black Mamba asking to carry on to the mission. He began organizing his thoughts to speech, and began to speak.
"I agree with Black Mamba about us continuing to the job. Unless anyone has objections about me being leader, I'll explain my plan. There will be three squads: Infiltration squad, attack squad, and extraction squad. The purpose of infiltration squad is to infiltrate the building, identify the location of the cargo, and prepare for the rest of the mission. They'll join either of the two other squads. That's when attack squad comes in. They're objective is to, well, attack. Soak up the attention and deal as much damage to them as possible. Meanwhile, extraction sqquad will extract the cargo with minimal damage." Garret stopped speaking to let that information sink in. After a few seconds, he began to explain the members,"Infiltration squad will include: Me, Tabi, Day, and Night. They'll sneak in another route from the attack squad. We'll prepare an ambush, and lead the guards to the front. At that time, attack squad, consisting of Daisy, Maneater, and Black Mamba, will charge in and attack the ambushed guards, along with Infiltration squad. In the middle of the chaos, Day and Night will head off to secure the cargo. Any questions?" Garret looked around the room, looking for any question. "Oh, and Jack. Considering Daisy will try to kill us all if anything bad happened to you, you'll be staying in the truck for the mission. However, if we are in a desperate situation, say locked up without access to powers, it'll be up to you to save us." To better illustrate his point, Garret leaned over to Troy and asked for a table. With a wave of Troy's hand, two guards carried in a wooden table. Not the best, but I can work with this, Garret thought, as he took out multiple pieces of clay. With a single thought, the clay molded itself into a model of the warehouse. As Garret took out other pieces of clay, the clay molded themselves into realistic models of the whole Blackwater team. "For you guys that prefer visuals, here you go." At he ending of his sentence, the clay team split into the three teams and moved off to there positions: the infiltration and extraction squads going off to the side of the building while the attack squad is outside of the front door. They prepare the ambush, and clay Day and Night go off to their objective. At the sight of this, Garret smiled. He took pride in his ability, even if it often caused heartbreak in his past. Before he could go more in depth with this thought, Garret shook his head. This isn't the time to reminisce. You've got a job to do. Garret looked up from his demonstration and looked at the team. "Well? You in?" He said, with an obvious grin on his face.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 23, 2017 22:52:19 GMT
(skip to the mission scene?)
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Post by Shift on Jan 23, 2017 23:01:21 GMT
(I can't add anymore to this scene, so I say we should skip, unless someone wants to add a reaction.)
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Post by Envy on Jan 24, 2017 0:47:51 GMT
(Go ahead this should be fun.)
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 24, 2017 5:42:41 GMT
Jessica's eyes are locked onto the entrance way of the warehouse, her rifle trained in her hands and aimed towards it, like a coiled viper ready to strike. The place is nowhere located in the city, the industry state here has been long since abandoned which benefits them for keeping discretion, Jessica had already noted several spots that provide good cover incase the fighting is forced to the outside. She is crouched down and hiding inside a building opposite the warehouse, awaiting Animate's go ahead to storm the place. The night sky also provides a blanket of darkness, making them harder to spot.
She turns her head to look over her shoulder for a half second. She was put into the attack squad with Maneater and Daisy, who she must call Green Knight now that they're using callsigns. This is highly unnecessary, Jessica could have handled this on her own. Her best performance always flourishes when she works alone and she could easily take on the Quinn Family's little operation here with a little patience. Instead, she now has to babysit two Freaks that are severely unstable and will just slow her down. Once Knight bursts open that door, they're on their own. She made some preparations incase one of them decides to aggro in her proximity and deal with them accordingly, especially since one of them may have a vendetta against her.
Her eyes return to the entrance, awaiting for Animate's orders through her earpiece. She has faith in his leadership, but take too long and they lose their window. If he doesn't act quick enough, she will.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Jan 24, 2017 17:04:56 GMT
Daisy breathed in and out. In and out. In and out. She was trying to focus but it was impossible with a bitch assassin in front of her and a monster behind her. Well if she couldn't get focused she'd just get angry it worked nearly as well. She stared daggers at the back of Mamba. Who did this bitch thinks she was trying to put Jack in danger? Daisy hoped she got a chance to put her down for good. Maybe she'd feed the body to Maneater just to make extra fucking sure. She let out a long breath the anger making her muscles tense she was ready for action just needed the go word.
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Post by Shift on Jan 24, 2017 21:15:46 GMT
Garret had gone over the an dozens of times during the ride here, checking for any possible mistake he could've made, but thankfully, he couldn't find one. Heim and Infiltration Squad had gone through a window on the first floor and were currently perched on top of a rather tall stack of boxes. Garret signaled for the rest of the squad to stop, as Garret took a look at the floor. His plan was to create a noise loud enough to attract the guards, and Garret had found the perfect way. Garret focused on a wheeled cart, and focused on one command: trip over. The wheeled cart took this command to heart, and consequently fell over. Perfect, Garret thought. He did this to another bunch of carts and, sure enough, a whole flock of guards came running to the carts, and also close to the front door. Perfect, Garret thought. With a smile, Garret raised his hand and put his other hand on his ear piece. After a few seconds of dead silence, Garret dropped his hand, signalling for the squad to attack. Meanwhile, Garret whispered into his earpiece to the Attack Squad one word: Go.
Garret dropped down first, landing right on top of a poor guard. Garret paid no mind to his groan, as he took ot his extendable staff, generously given to him by Blackwater, and used it to whack someone on the head. Catching sight of someone aiming a gun at him out of the corner of his eye, Garret gave a mental command to a nearby cart to roll right into him. There were still more guards coming on his side, but he still had one order to give. He spoke directly to Day and Night, saying, "Go and retrieve the objective!" Next, Garret spoke to Tabi, "Got any weapons that could be useful right now? Like a grenade or something?"
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Post by Serph on Jan 25, 2017 5:26:08 GMT
While infiltration hadn’t been her first choice of squad, it wasn’t that she couldn’t see the merit. At least she and Day would avoid the fighting. Or so she hoped. As long as the other squads can keep the focus on themselves, she and Day should be more than fast enough to grab what they need. Night slipped nimbly and silently through the window and immediately fitted herself to her surroundings as she eyed the place. Animate could order them to stop all he wanted, it wasn’t going to stop her from disobeying him so she could get into a position that was actually helpful to what they were trying to accomplish. Noting the points of exit, she tapped Day’s wrist lightly so he knew to follow and started to slip off as the crates started tipping over. Chaos was all well and good for everyone else, but she and Day needed to be ready to get out when all hell broke loose and she didn’t want to be on the wrong side of the crossfire when that came.
Slipping around the perimeter as the guards moved towards the falling creates and now her ‘teammates’, Night focused on the door the guards had come through. A few were pouring in, but that was fine. It meant fewer in the hallways and more advantages to sneak out. Shifting the shadows underfoot as she approached she let a wisp curl on the door’s handle inside where no one would see it and slow the door’s close. No one outside. “Stick to the right wall,” Night whispered to Day as she slipped smoothly out the door and pressed herself against the right side, she let the shadow hold the door for the small bit of time for Day to slip out after her and didn’t hesitate to take off at a swift half-crouch. Even if she wanted to pull her shadows up to cover them, it would only make them stand out more rather than less. Fighting the urge, she chanced a glance back for a split second to make sure Day was the only one following her and no one else had tagged along. This wasn’t her ideal situation and with nowhere remarkably great to hide in the open corridor and no actual information, she only hopped she could navigate better than Animate could plan a heist.
They needed to find the head office to gather information and disguises or something to help hide them in this place. With all the guards running around it might not be a bad idea to swipe something, but for now she focused on moving. Jerking her chin slightly left for Day to see, she let the silent order of where they were headed sink in. There were more doors that way and if they needed to duck in somewhere at least they’d have some cover. Maybe if they were lucky they’d find a staff room. Slowing slightly she started checking the labels on the doors. “Check for an office or a change of clothes,” Night ordered in the barest of whispers to Day as she took the left side of the hall. She knew he’d heard her and since they didn’t have time to argue or stall he’d probably listen to her. Not wasting time to look back she started checking out the empty rooms for anything useful.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 25, 2017 6:18:24 GMT
Jessica gives a hand signal meaning forward. And that's the last willing interaction she will hopefully have with these two. She moves forward with purpose and calculation. Her hearing tunes in to know there are two Guards chatting behind the doors, she fires two bullets and the chatting ceases, replaced by bodies hitting the ground. She has removed any suppressors from her weapons, she needs to make noise to bring them to her position. That's just fine.
She bursts the door open, immediately putting down another two on the further side of the room. A quick scan reveals a sizable number of them and they now have had enough reaction time to return fire. Jessica throws herself into cover just as they begin shooting. She fires shots between openings, never missing their mark. Soon, more join the odds against them but that's what she wanted. Jessica likes a challenge.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Jan 25, 2017 6:56:26 GMT
"You think to small." Daisy said to Animate as she leveled a RPG at the group coming towards them. With a pull of the trigger Tabi felt the rocket launch into the group creating a ball of fire killing most and launching the others away. Throwing the empty weapon away she pulls out an Uzi and raging bull revolver, leveling them at a few guards still left in the room porting a new round to replace any she uses.
Despite the usual rush she would have during a fight like this Tabi finds her mind wandering. The guards seemed "off" even before they started shooting up the place, almost like they were ready for an attack, not like this of course but they were ready for something.
Well... at least they made a decent distraction for the others.
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Post by Envy on Jan 25, 2017 13:04:16 GMT
Hearing the sound of more gunfire type decides to get moving towards his goal of stealing that data back for himself. First the Quinns shoot a fucking rocket at him then there the fucking bullet from earlier. Sprinting down a flight of stairs a guard bumps into him out of instance type forms a hardened spike of DDT then grabs the man and shoves the spike into his eye. Dropping the man to the floor he stars sprinting towards the data center of the warehouse. Hmm I wonder who else the Quinns piss off to attack them head on will whoever they are they've got some balls I'll say that. Hearing running coming from down the hallway type jumps into a random room not to get shoot at again.
Inside the room looks like so type of surgical room there a IV holder then a little ways away from the IV was a bed and a table that held different types of surgical tools. "So what the hell are the Quinns even up to?" Type says to himself as he walks through the room looking out of the corner of his eye he spots a black bag. Great a bodybag knowing that this could be a source of information for him moving towards the body and pulling the zipper down the smell of death fills the room. It's Kylenn a woman who would regularly tip off type she was also a freak who could liquefied metals. Why would they experiment on her!? Anger fills type taking pics and writing down notes on the room type walks back out of the room.
Walking into a room he sees the man that looks like a fucked face sabertooth tiger is back. As he turns to type he similes "So want me to cursh your body in my jaws?" Asks the man as he launches towards type only for type to simile. He begins to vomit water that looks tainted as the water moves around the room. Feral jumps away to avoid the water "Kitty cat hates water? Asks type as he wipes some of the polluted water from the side of his mouth. The longer time passes the more the longer the water spreads across the room eventually he'll trap the cat.
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Post by Deaths on Jan 25, 2017 20:52:17 GMT
"This is such a stupid plan. Why are their three teams there should only be two. Pixar can't concentrate on all of us and his toys, if we were in smaller numbers it would make things easier." Day screams at himself mentally, beyond annoyed with this guy. When the guards come out Day is about to prepare an explosion of light equivalent to a flash bang grenade, until Pixar jumps down into the fray like a fucking idiot. He feels a tap from Night and knows it's time to ditch these losers, he reluctantly follows her plan, no one was better at sneaking then her, and the last thing he wanted was to get caught. These guards had shoot first ask questions never written all over them.
After all of the sneaking around Night orders Day to look for well something, they were in a stupid situation, and on top of that Night seems too comfortable bossing Day around. "Listen Sunshine, I'm not a fan of the attitude. Keep that ego in check, you're bulbous head is big enough already." He snipes at her as he begins checking doors, looking around trying to find something of use. An explosion goes off not to far, Day panics and opens the door two laser dots focus on his head, two guards stand rifles in hand. "I surrender, there's seven of us I was a distraction sent to draw your guards to the other side of the facility. My partner is out there, she's the goth girl skulking in the shadows." He begs for his life, making sure he was loud enough for Night to know someone was coming to pay her a visit.
One of the guards keeps his rifle trained on Day while the other walks out the door. The second he clears the door Day kicks it shut, and explodes a ball of light right in front of guard still in the room. Day charges at him and slides a taser out from his sleeve, and proceeds to subdue the guard. Hopefully Night was ok, she's going to be pissed if she lives. A gun shot is heard from the hallway, and then silence. "Oh well life goes on, I'll miss you Night I was the only friend you ever had." Day says with a mock sadness, the room is filled with computers there might be something of use here. He stands in the corner, waiting to see who was going to join him in a moment.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 26, 2017 12:18:29 GMT
As Jessica takes shots at the at the goons and pushing forward, something catches her eye. She sees somebody dart into another room. Their attire does not match the Quinn. She turns her head to look at Knight and Maneater. Those two are a ticking time bomb so she won't be upset at missing their inevitable explosion. She starts to make her way for the room the mystery man disappeared into, taking down more goons along the way. Once she's clear, she opens the door and stalks into the room.
She crouches down in the surgical room, hiding behind one of the beds, and watches this man. He starts taking pictures of a corpse hooked up to an IV. Who actually is this?.. Her thoughts are interrupted when a larger figure bursts into the room. Full coat of fur, massive muscular frame and two enlonged fangs. It's feral. One of her targets. The two begin to tumble and she watches the mystery man vomit water profusely, the stuff doesn't look healthy to the touch. But then again, two prey for the price of one. Jessica will enjoy this one.
"Animate. Be advised, there's a third Darwin in the building, adding him to the hit list." She says into her earpiece before muting it, not wanting to be disturbed. She reaches across the back of her belt and unhooks a flashbang grenade. She flicks the pin off and tosses it between the two of them. A loud POP fills the room and a blinding explosion of light fills the room, Jessica kept her eyes closed to avoid being affected by her own surprise. She slings her rifle over her shoulder, takes both of her machine pistols at the ready. Time to show these amateurs how it's done. She stands up from cover and locks one pistol each on the men, unleashing a barrage of ballistics and chaos into the room.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Jan 27, 2017 1:13:43 GMT
Daisy rushes past Mamba shoulder charging one goon into a wall his bones snapping on impact before turning and driving her fist into another's stomach. Two goons spray her with uzi's but they might as well have been toys as the bullets ricochet off her some even hitting their own men. She turns just in time to see Mamba setting off a flashbang and only just manages to close her eyes in time to avoid being blinded.
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Post by Shift on Jan 27, 2017 1:45:48 GMT
Garret grew curious at the mention of another Darwin. Why was he there? Garret spoke into his earpiece, saying, "Affirmative. If you can, find out his reason for being here, and his ability, so we can prepare for possible confrontation in the future. We'll finish off the guards in here, and come in to investigate and help out with the extraction." While speaking to Mamba, Garret was careful not to look at the flash bang she set off. There were only a few guards left, at least ten left. Tabi's rocket did a number on them. Garret ran at a guard, and slid under him, knocking him down while Garret threw out a cube, which transformed itself into a dragon the size of a garage door. The dragon whacked some guards down with his tail as Garret ran across the dragons back to leap onto a group of guards. His staff took them down fairly easy. Garret called for everyone with him to head to where Black Mamba was. He spoke through to all of the Task Force, warning about an additional, unnacounted for, Darwin. "Listen up everyone: there's an unidentified Darwin in the warehouse, so keep an eye out for any unexpected attacks." He made a signal to clear up the are and head out to Black Mamba.
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Post by Serph on Jan 27, 2017 4:45:06 GMT
Night ignored Day’s comment about her head. It was hardly her fault she was the expert in sneaking around. Maybe if he wasn’t so busy sulking the entire time since they left, he’d actually get to give input and lead a bit, but no. Night rolled her eyes, pausing her search when she heard the explosion. What was that? She certainly hoped it was the other group and not something coming for them. Night stays still for a moment as footsteps approach, Day’s voice drifting in through the door as he talks about his partner skulking in the shadows. Well shit. Flattening herself to the wall, Night draws the shadows around her, and slips to the side as the door Day went into opens.
Night doesn’t even breathe as the guard starts to sweep his weapon around searching for her. Linking her own shadow to the wall’s she starts to carefully pull out tendrils behind the guard. He hasn’t spotted her yet. Just a little more and she can grab him and… Night freezes as the red dot wanders towards her hiding place. Stiffening every muscle in her body she springs the shadows, the bullet shooting too close for comfort as she restrains her assailant.
Wrapping the shadows around his waist, arms, legs and throat so he can’t do anything but struggle, she focuses on getting his weapon away from him. Letting the tendrils twist and yank at the guard’s arms until a grunt of pain has him dropping his gun. She wasted no time grabbing the gun and smashing it into the guard’s head to knock him out, finally releasing the breath she’d been holding when he’s unconscious. Day had some explaining to do. Giving on last check that the guard really was unconscious, she listened carefully for voices on the other side of the door. After the noise she’d made with the other guard it was likely his friend wouldn’t just sit tight. At least she hoped. Dragging the unconscious guard with her as a shield, she opened the door a crack to see who was inside.
The guard inside was unconscious. Taking a chance she slipping inside, keeping the guard propped up as a shield and quickly sweeping her gaze to the other side of the room where Day was standing. Good. She lowered her meat shield and placed him with his friend. “What happened to checking rooms to make sure no one was inside first?” Night hissed quietly at her partner, letting the full force of her glare hit him as she spoke. First the plan was shit and now Day was sneaking around like an amateur. What a night this was turning out to be.
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Post by Deaths on Jan 27, 2017 6:09:45 GMT
Day was relieved to see his partner unharmed, he knew she'd be fine, but still he worried. All his jokes aside he didn't want anything to happen to Night, not until they were out of this place anyway. She stared daggers at him he instantly knew standing in the far corner was the best idea, there's a good chance he would have 'accidently' been hit. Night wasn't the strongest person in the world but she could throw a hell of a punch when angered and her shadow bind completely neutralizes him, so even though he loved seeing her mad, he didn't want her too mad.
The anger in her words shocked him not so much what was said but how it was said. Day felt a million times smaller he knew he screwed up it was a rookie mistake one he knew never to make. "I'm sorry. The explosion threw me off....sorry." Is all he can say his voice lifeless like a child being scolded by a parent."Want to check the computers while I strip these guys for uniforms? This guy is about your size it'll work, I hope." Day looks away from her and gets to work removing the guards gear and then the communicator perks up Pixar says there's a third Darwin."Fuck this is going sideways there's another one of these guys now? Fuck me" He sighs hard while he continues his work. "Hey if Blackwater fucked up the amount of Darwins what else do you think they screwed up?" He ask Night as he pops off the boots to the guard(...um the name tag says Arnold.) as he pops off Arnold's boots.
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Post by Envy on Jan 27, 2017 13:25:31 GMT
Seeing an object fly through the air type tries to cover his eyes but still ends up getting blinded by the flash grande rubbing his eyes type jumps off to the side for one of mamba's bullet to hit his shoulder. In pain type cover himself in a bubble of polluted water then hardens it's so bullets would be able to penetrate his shield. "Fucking bitch." says type covering his shoulder covering up the entrance and exit the bullet type decides to give this annoying bitch a taste of her own medicine. Taking a couple minutes to recover he would be able to use a gun on her so type begins to a sphere of Sulfur mustard opening small holes in his bubble he begins to change the pressure of the sphere into a old timey favorite of his mustard gas. The gas begins to fill the room type begins to walk out the room then uses the remaining water to form a thick wall of harden water to cover his exit but he was able to cover the other door up in time.
Making his way towards the data center type opens up the door towards the data center he see a guy that reminds him of a male stripper and a woman who type really doesn’t care about. “Hey could you do me a favor and not be annoying while I’m trying to do my job.” says type as he forms a bubble around the two so they would be nuisance to him. He didn’t harden the bubbles around them since both look weak to him, opening a couple of flies looking for the data he needs type plugs a USB into the computer. Looking towards the two type says “Attacking the Quinn’s is quite the ballsy thing to do seeing how your friend earlier went gung ho on me earlier.” Waiting for the flies to download onto the USB type begins to try and attempts to repair his shoulder while waiting for the files to download.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 27, 2017 14:36:30 GMT
Typical. They always run when they realise the fight they started and can't finish it. She snaps her head in the direction of a furious roar. Feral's body is littered in bullet wounds, yet he barely shows any deterioration. He charges towards Jessica, rage burning from his eyes. She swiftly slips through an opening just a half second before he collides into her, a claw swipe hits her side however, ripping her suit and causing nasty gash wounds. Her powers kick in like reflex, going into trauma mode and preventing her from bleeding out and dulling the pain.
She can't fight him in a room filling to the brim with poison. She scans the room quickly as Feral recovers from his charge. She spots a ventilation opening on the ceiling. Without a second thought she runs towards it. She fires two shots at the top corners, causing it to fly open. Within seconds, she hoists herself into it and leaves Feral to his fate. Hopefully the furball will suffocate in there and save her the trouble of coming back to finish him off. She's not letting that little Punk think he can just trap her and get away from her. She never lets anybody get away from her. She spends a few minutes crawling through the vent until she hears a voice. It's him, the gas boy. She waits a few moments before climbing out the vent and landing with barely any sound. She glances for a moment at Day and Night, who are trapped in two bubbles. She will free them after she's dealt with this one.
With a quick scan with her eyes, she sees the USB port in the computer and the monitor on. He wants something from the Quinn... Well she wants her answers. She fires two bullets at the computer tower, destroying it. "Think you could just run away from me after a little stunt like that, you little shit?" She snarls at him. Before he gets a chance to react, she jumps at him and sends a hard knee into his head, knocking him down and crouches over his torso, restricting his movement. She withdraws her knife and holds against his throat. "You're not Quinn. Who the fuck are you?" She hisses, pressing the blade firmly on his skin.
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As the group fight off mobsters, another joins the skirmish. She waves her arms in the air, cresting sparks that eventually ignite her arm in blazing fire. Soon after, her whole body becomes a walking inferno, looking like a Demon arriving from the pits of hell. She begins to spray flames towards the group, burning everything in it's path. Oxygen grows thinner as the flames burn and smoke rises fast, making it very hard to see.
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jackygirl
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My milkshakes bring all the girls to my dungeon
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Post by jackygirl on Jan 27, 2017 21:32:33 GMT
Jack sees Phoenix enter the fight through the camera mounted on Maneater. Problem: Flame bitch. Solution: Crystal bitch. "Daisy put on your O2 supply and smash that pyro!" This was fun he got to order his sister around and she couldn't do jack shit about it, heh jack shit he'd have to remember that one. Meanwhile he entered slow-mo and began analysing the unexpected element. By the sound of it clearly some kind of chemopath which again made Daisy the best solution but she was going to be busy with Phoenix so Mamba would have to cope for now. He opened a comm line to Mamba "Mamba whatever you do avoid touching skin to skin as much as possible and if he starts emmiting any kind of gas go straight for the K.O."
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Post by Lady-Lee on Jan 27, 2017 23:30:29 GMT
With the chaos going to the extreme Tabi started to get worried, this could all be a very dramatic distraction so that the Quinn's can escape. With this Tabi ducks out of the fight knowing she would't be any help against Phoenix, though she throws a couple smoke bombs in the hopes of blinding the burning bitch, and then ducks through a door firing at any guards that get in her way.
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Post by Serph on Jan 28, 2017 0:37:34 GMT
Night huffed at his explanation. Even if he looked guilty, it did nothing to soothe her annoyance, though not all of it was directly related to him. This entire mission felt like it was turning into a shit show. At his words about the computers, she stalked towards them to start her actual work. They needed to know where things were. Her com piece came alive as Animate started talking about the third Darwin, and of course Day’s comments about this all. “Who knows, but considering how this night’s been going it wouldn’t hurt to be on our guard,” Night grumbled as she got to work on the computer. She was reaching for her hacking tech when the door opened.
She’d have to take her advice more quickly than she thought apparently. Turning her head around quickly, she spotted the stranger. Not that he was trying to hide, but he certainly looked like he should have been with how he was holding his shoulder. Leveling her glare at the newcomer as she spoke, she resisted the urge to rip into him as something started to form around her. What the hell? She held her breath, watching as Day was surrounded by the same kind of substance as well. Their ‘friend’ just kept walking after that. At least he was arrogant.
Night’s eyes flickered to the side as the computer exploded and Black Mamba jumped down from the vent. Having her distraction, Night started moving out of the bubble. Even if it was a weird substance, between her own strength and her shadows it wasn’t going to stop her from getting out. It hardly seemed like a good idea to stay put anyway and no one was likely to pay attention to her, so if nothing else this was her chance to get out and continue her own mission. With all the computers destroyed by Mamba there was nothing left to do here anyway. Moving quickly and silently she headed for Day, already moving to drag him with her by shadow if she had to so they could leave. They’d wasted enough time here with this person. There’d be computers elsewhere.
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Post by Envy on Jan 28, 2017 19:51:14 GMT
The pain from the knee make type curse great the bitch from earlier is back yet again and still even more annoying than before type thinks to himself. I could just gas these annoyances and block off the exits but I'll still have to deal with whoever is left or I could just give her what she wants and spin some lies into the mix. "My my aren't you persistent if you want to know more about me then I am Type-H as you could see I'm a Darwin. So what else do you desire out of me." Says type pinned to the floor I wonder what there purpose is to attack the Quinn's are they mercs or were they hired by someone else hmm I smell profits afoot.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 29, 2017 2:52:40 GMT
Jessica is about to interrogate the man further until she feels the air grow hot and she smells smoke... Phoenix has arrived... Mission priority first, then she can rinse him for everything he knows and finally erasing any witnesses... Including him.
"Sorry, darling. We're going to have to continue our little talk later." Jessica says with mock sadness, before delivering a sharp hit to his neck and knocking him unconscious. He will wake up after a minute, so she restrains his wrists against some steel piping in the room. He might die from the smoke before she takes down Phoenix, but oh well. No real loss. She readies her rifle and heads towards the others. As she is making her way, Tabitha bursts through a doorway and sees her firing at a few mobsters giving chase. Jessica raises her rifle and fires three bullets, one for each head behind Tabitha. She smirks as the bodies hit the floor. "Boom. Headshot." After a half second of enjoying the moment, she goes back into combat mode.
"Armoury. I need a sitrep. Who's alive or who's dead?" She says as she aims her rifle down the doorway behind Tabitha, looking out for more threats. Something else catches her ears behind her however. A roar of pure rage. "He's still alive??" Jessica hisses under her breath, she should have made sure of his death. That was a sloppy move on her part. A wall behind the two explodes, Feral charged through it like a powerful battering ram. His fur is matted with blood and there are blisters from the gas barely visible under the thick hide. His breath is wheezy from the poisoning in his lungs, but his berserker rage is keeping him overflowing with adrenaline.
Jessica doesn't hesitate, firing a three burst shot as he charges. It hits his chest and spray more blood over his pelt, but he doesn't slow his attack by a second. "Sorry in advance." Jessica yells at Tabitha before kicking her to the side and out of his charge path before sidestepping at the last second. Feral slams into the doors, throwing them off their hinges, but it has him dazed for a moment. That was way too close. If she was a second later, she would have another claw wound. Tabitha will have to rely on her own wits if he targets her next, she can't risk that again. "Armoury! I need something effective at close range!" She says as she fires her rifle.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Jan 29, 2017 5:38:16 GMT
Crack! Tabi barely has time to react to Mamba before the wall explodes between them, after that she feels herself get tackled and a blur blast between them. Hearing Mamba she ports in an AA-12 and trows it to her, but she finds herself more concerned that Mamba seems to have blood on her unsure if it's hers or not.
"Mamba watch it, that thing has a ki-" Slam! Before she has time to react a big heavy paw slams into her head launching her down the hall.
By the time she stops her unexpected flight she hears the shotgun going off but the ringing in her ears drowns out the stomps coming at her as Feral kicks her in the side, launching her back into the back of the hall. Barely registering whats happening with the way the world is spinning and the blood she's coughing up.
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Post by Deaths on Jan 29, 2017 10:33:52 GMT
The bubble was interesting, Day has never encountered someone with this power type before. Toxins and poisons are an interesting thing, though only good for killing, which really cramps Day's style. A moment later something pops the bubble around him, it was his own shadow which then grabs him and drags him out the door. Day always hated this though he never told Night as his shadow wraps around his body and everything goes black a primal fear takes over him. When Day was a child he had a hard time making friends with the other carnival children. Oh how they loved to chase him with sticks, smack him around and then drag him in the mud until they found an unlocked chest. They'd throw him inside and lock him in, usually only for a few minutes but once in awhile they'd throw him in right before a show and he'd be stuck in there crying the the dark for hours. The few seconds of darkness are enough to bring back those memories as he does everything he can to not start crying, the only thing he was truly afraid of was the dark.
When his vision returns Night is the first thing he sees, he quickly wipes the tears out of his eyes and hands her something he got from that nice guard. "I got his ID card so that'll help." He states with all the showmanship drained from his voice. He hands the card to Night as the excitement really begins.
Feral starts throwing Tabi around like a cat toy, and no one seems to be able to stop it. Mustering all the power he has left in reserve day places a light wall between Tabi and Feral. Then he creates four more to the right left behind and above Feral. Locking it in a prison of light, using all that power has completely drained Day the usual glow is gone as his skin fades to a bland tone. Grabbing Tabi by the arms he drags her away down the hall a bit and into one of the rooms nearby. Night follows as they regroup to try to figure out what to do. "No dying today Tabby cat." He commands as he leans her against a desk. Looking back at Night as sigh escapes him. "I don't know how much worse this night is going to get." He comments as he throws himself back against another desk, pulling out a seemingly infinte amount of glow Sticks from his out it, activating them and sacking the light from them. He needed to recharge while they figured out what Thierry next move was. "Night while I'm powering up see if there's anything useful in this room, hopefully Mamba won't shoot it this time." He jokes,but there's not laugh or smile this time, just an annoyance clear in his throat.
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