The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

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Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

The guardsman nodded as he waved the Jeep in following Lieutenant Devon's orders.
"Nice touch with the Manning Case." David West Whispered as he slowly drove into the base, doing his best not to scout out the soldiers, or at least not look like he was scouting out the soldiers.
"Right, time to get them offloaded." He then said as he got out of the Jeep, glancing at the Snipers above, Cringing as Slindis fired arrows though his necks unseen.
A quick look at the Fence and he saw Ton Ton and Cadolbolg finally reaching the perimeter fence.
"Keep frosty people. Second we get to the lower levels, it's party time. Prisoners, sorry in advance for being a dick." He said into his ring as he scratched his cheek.

Rugal gave her a warm smile, a contrast to his "Refugee" look.
Then the "Troops" began to pull them out of the back before bringing them inside one of the Warehouses for processing, mostly just checking for weapons or belongings.

Rugal went first, the soldier checking finding nothing but lint in his pockets, followed by Jenny who was referred over to a screened off section, seeing how she was an "Alien", causing her to instantly regret her decision to be a prisoner.
Soon came the turn of the other prisoners...

((The Soldier will check for weapons and other items, Resist, Don't Resist, up to you))

The disguised troops meanwhile were given free reign over the entire base.
Taking advantage of this, David West leaned over to David Ashford and asked "So far so good, Eh? So how did that book where you got this idea end, Anyway?"

RETRACTED Shawn, Kent Paul, Wise Guys, M.T.
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69?)

"(A lead would of been nice.)" He sighed in his mind as he walked the long corridor back to his cell. Passing the CO once more, he gave me a scary evil smile before walking by. Getting back to his cell he heard one of the Gangsters talk to him. "You don't sound pleased that I'm back." Shawn had a cocky smile on his face as he looked at everyone, he stuck his tongue out and pulled out the paperclip.

A few minutes later when the guards were not near the cells, Shawn got up from his bed. "Now it's time." He stated as walked over to his door and tried to pick it.

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

The next person on the search was Melethia, and she'd already managed to pick the lock of the handcuffs when one of the soldiers grabbed for one of her pouches. Within the next second, she quickly grabbed her kukri and severed the offending man's hand as if it were a sausage. For a moment, there was a bit of silence among the group - out of all the people that were expected to cause problems, the little girl wasn't on that list!

Devon had been sticking farther back from the others with Ella when he saw the attack. Oh fuck, this could have gone a lot better... Still, how was I going to get her to hand me the bags for now? His next spells were going to have to be well-picked unless he wanted this to get worse.


On the outside, SLindis finished picking off the last sniper that she could see on the outside. It's almost a bit disturbing how well this has come back to me...

Inside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

"Uh... Well, they were found out as they got deeper into the base, and most of the group was either gunned down on the spot, or was captured, tortured for information, and then killed," The student summarized the fictional group's horrible demise. "While the rest barely escaped with their lives... But don't worry! I'm sure that we'll fare better than th-"

A man's agonized shout came from behind him, interrupting the young Ashworth. The two Davids spun on their heel, to see one of the gate guards shrieking in pain and rolling on the ground, clutching at a gushing, bloody stump where his hand used to be. Melethia stood above him, brandishing a large blade, while the other guards stared dumbly at their dying companion, unsure of what just happened.

David, and with the elegance and grace befitting of an Ashworth, voiced his opinion of Melethia's actions. "...HOLY SHIT!"

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

"...Why didn't you tell me this sooner? That's Critical Fucking Intel, Man!" David asked Ashford right as Melethia attacked that Guard.
"...Oh fuck me..." He squealed, both in and out of Character as he tried to think.
"...Prisoner Resisting! Get Her!" He shouted in a delayed reaction before instantly regretting his choice of words, Cringing about knowing how pissed off her parents would be for him siccing a bunch of armed men on her.
Guess I'm dead either way... He sighed to himself as a bunch of men with Stun Rods flanked her.
Hopefully, this wouldn't break out into a base wide attack...

Rugal meanwhile was determined to protect his daughter, but didn't want to blow their cover just yet, they haven't gotten to access the lower levels yet!
So he did the incharacter thing and held back, using his handcuffs as a garrote on one of the stun rod soldiers rather than just flat out annihilating him.

RETRACTED Shawn, Kent Paul, Wise Guys
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69?)

The lock was an [Easy] one so it didn't take much effort to pick.
"...Stone me bloody crows..." Kent Paul said as Shawn was able to unlock the door when the guard was checking another part of the prison bay.
"How the-...Could you always do that?" Frankie asked, suddenly regretting being such an ass earlier.
Now that he was out, Shawn could free the other men, but there was a chance that the guard on patrol could come back early.

He could either free his "Friends" or find his gear first.

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Melethia was slightly jolted by the stun rods, but it didn't stop her from continuing to fight back like a rabid wolf with slashes and punches towards any of the soldiers. Whatever came, she was not going to allow any of these soldiers to take her pouches unless it was from her cold, dead hands.

Devon raised his voice above the fighting. "What are you, fools? Even if she does have a blade, it won't do her a damn bit of good out here. Provoking heris only going to end with more lost body parts." Ella went near the vicious girl and tried to get in close enough to whisper, even if it wasn't really that successful.

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

David watched the mayhem that was ensuing with wide-eyes and mouth agape. His mind raced as he tried thinking about a way to diffuse the situation, befire it got any worse.

As Melethia was about to bring down her kukri on another soldiers arm, the student pointed his pistol skyward and pulled the trigger. The resounding bang put the fighting to a halt and all their attention on him. The student's face wore a hard expression, and the brim of the cap covered his eyes in shadow. "ALRIGHT YOU SORRY SONS-OF-BITCHES, THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT!" The Ashworth shouted furiously, and in a tone that demanded obedience. He holstered his pistol and pointed at the men surrounding Melethia. "The lot of you. Step back from the girl, and bring that pathetic sack to the infirmary before he bleeds out." The men were hesitant at first, but at the sound of their dying comrade, they relented and took him into the base to be treated for his loss of a limb. David Ashworth stood at his full height, glaring menacingly at the remaining soldiers. He took notice of one particularly skinny private and marched up to him, staring right into his eyes. "Now, mind explaining what that was, soldier?"
"I don't need to answer to no-" The soldier was about to say, and David promptly rammed his fist into his stomach, causing him to double over.
"I am a first-lieutenant, private." The student grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him to eye level. "And if I remember correctly, that means I am several ranks above you. AND THAT MEANS THAT WHEN I GIVE THE WORD, ANY LOWER-THAN-DIRT PRIVATES THAT DECIDE TO MOUTH OFF THEIR SUPERIOR OFFICERS WILL GET STRUNG UP, AND DRAGGED ACROSS THE DESERT, UNTIL THEIR SKULLS ARE GROUNDED INTO POWDER!"

"W-we were just searching them, sir! That's all!" One of the other soldiers piped up in defense of his fellow soldier. David promptly let the soldier in his hands go and turned to face the other, looking expectant. "Then that girl just came out with a sword an-"
"FIRSTLY," David interrupted the soldier mid-explanation, putting up a finger to shush him. "That is a knife. A kukri to be specific. And second, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING SEARCHING CIVILIANS? DID THE SUN BURN UP ALL THE BRAIN CELLS YOU HAD LEFT IN THAT TINY HEAD OF YOURS? WHAT'S SOMEONE LIKE YOU DOING IN THE GODDAMN MILITARY?"
"B-but she-"
"LOOK AT THEM," David piped up again, leaving the soldier no chance to give a proper retort. He pointed at the "prisoners'" extremely disheveled appearance. "It's obvious that they've been through hell. I'd be panicking too if I was stranded out in that desert, and then taken to some military compound in the ass-end of nowhere."
"W-well yeah, but she ha-"

At the mention of their commanding officer, all of the soldiers began hustling back into position, and let Melethia pass into the base, untouched. The moment that they all looked away, David deflated, looking very exhausted. He nearly tripped on himself as he went to lean against a wall. He let out a hoarse series of coughs from all the shouting he did. '...Oh god... I can't believe that actually worked.' That was the first time he went and emulated a book persona in public before, and with how he felt at the moment, he didn't feel like doing it again anytime soon... Or ever again for that matter.

RETRACTED Shawn, Kent Paul, Wise Guys
Location: RETRACTED (Area 69?)

"Only with a bobby pin." Shawn smirked in a cocky way before he closed the door behind him. "I'm going to get my stuff and cause some Hell. Don't worry I'll come back for you all ... it's apart of the plan. If the guard comes, can you cover up for me? Oh, and Kent can you make it look like I'm in my bed. " Shawn said to both cells as he started to sneak away to look for the evidence locker.

If the system was right, when he retrieves his Pip-Boy he will gain everything of his back. Though he wondered how they removed it, but he was more worried about the stuff within it, hopefully no one had tried to wear it.
"Should of put a password on it." He sighed before he went to the opposite direction of the guard, carefully marking his steps so he would not upset the silent air.

The Wanderer could only rely on his soon to be bloodied fists because when he punches, he punches hard.
Though the mutated man could only hope that he will not have to do that and punch someone's head off.

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Caim and Angelus did their parts by escorting the rest of the 'prisoners' along for processing. As Caim led Dillon along, (as well as giving a small nod of approval to David A) Angelus joined along with Ella to try to calm Melethia down; very faintly whispering in the elf's ear as they went along, "Calm yourself. Ashford has already paved our way in here quietly, so keep it low key till we get in."

As for Teri, it was her turn for processing. Being led up to the various checks and searches, the guards found.... well, they found quite a few strange things on the gal. The first being a silver looking gemstone, alongside a Silver Flame holy symbol Slindis gave to the Cleric when Teri started her training (even if the Cleric didn't care to use it) and a... Pen?(Sadei) That was just what was in her pockets. The guards continued to search and found the young Cleric hiding several items of armor (bracers, gloves, etc) under her voluminous robes, to which the young girl sputtered (seeing as no one likes a search, especially after being patted down and going through a mild mental breakdown on the way to said search),

"I-i-i'm just a LARPer. Li-i-i-ve action roleplay. It's al-l-l-l just a costume...."

Now, this would have been a feasible excuse... Were it not for the fact that one of the guards got a bit too close to the amulet Teri had around her neck. Grasping the amulet for a moment, the guard only had a brief glimpse before his hand felt like it was on fire. Letting it go with a pained cry, the Cleric was put through a magic detector and lite up like a Christmas tree on the display. Garm would have bitten a number of the guards by that point, but a careful restraint (more of respect than strength itself) by David was the only thing keeping the wolf from going to town.

Meanwhile, Ton Ton and Cadolbolg had made their wait to the perimeter fence. The Tonberry summoned his equipment to his side again, before beginning to cut the iron of the fence; and Cadolbolg supplemented the effort by gnawing on the fence. In no time, (and quick disappiration of the Knife), and the two "animals" were inside the base's outer perimeter.
Ton Ton tapped his ring and called to David, "We're in! Now, where's the next place we gotta go to?"

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Melethia calmed down a bit as she whispered back to ANgie and Ella. "I had to establish that right fast. Next person to try that funny little trick will lose something even more vital - there are some things I won't ever give to any of these slobs." She kept the kukri on her, making sure to check it for any damage.

Ella was certainly a bit more concerned, but her attention was drawn to Teri going through the Magic sensor. "Oh boy. Here's hoping this goes well..." She'd go herself, but she wasn't about to head through the sensor and tip it off.

Finally, Devon congratulated David Ashworth. "I know it started off bad, but that was a pretty good amount of discipline you showed there." Meanwhile, he looked around so he could see if there was a map for the area...

ANd outside, Cadolbolg saw a body drop from a nearby watchtower with an arrow in their throat, indicating that SLindis was still out and about clearing out the people up top.

Outside of Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

David coughed a couple more times before standing up again to talk to Devon, albeit slouching a little. "I wouldn't say I was being disciplined there," He paused to wipe the spittle that formed around his mouth. "I just winged the whole thing. I was certain that I was gonna get the butt of a rifle in my face."

The student sighed and put his hands in his pockets. "So. What are we going to do n-" His query was interrupted by a blaring alarm that nearly caused him to bite his tongue in half. Looking to the source of the ringing and near-blinding lights, and saw that the girl, Teri, was currently panicking after being brought through a detector of some sort. "Oh DAMN IT! What now?!"

Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

While the standard operating procedure required a full search of all the prisoners, Teri saw the one examining her constantly glancing away, keeping an eye out for Ashford.
See, While Ashford was in no way a Army man, most of these guys were sent here only for sheer numbers rather than actual experience, hence how a Superior could frighten them so and how Deadshot and even themselves could slip in so easily.
"Oh DAMN IT! What now?!"
"NOTHING!....Ummm...She's clear to go, It was just...just a fly...Move Along" he mumbled to Ashford and the cleric before giving everyone the same half assed search, ignoring every possible beep on the scanner, scared of actually doing his job properly.
Soon, the Prisoners (Sans Jenny the "Alien") were waved ahead to be taken down to the lower levels.

Rugal was quickly smacked into place after his attempted Strangling of one of the guards in order to get the aggro off Melethia, a few stun rod blows to the back putting him in his place.
If he wanted to, he could just kill them all, but that would make getting inside difficult.
Instead, he let himself be pushed back into formation as they were led towards some thick red blast doors that were slowly being opened.

David West meanwhile was just thankful to whatever gods there were the Ashford managed to get them out of that situation.
"Now don't go telling me you learned that from a book!" He joked to the Student, surprised how well he was fitting in around here.
I wonder how long it'll be before he's kicking my ass? He thought, seeing how many "Super-Heroes" he hung out with.
That line of thought was interrupted by Ton Ton's call.
"Towards the Centre of the base, we're being led down a ramp into the lower levels. Get a move on, don't know how long they will be open. Same to you, Slindis. If you need a entry point, Ton Ton cut a hole in the fence. West, Out." He said to both the Tonberry and the Drow before getting back to his job as Prisoner Escort.
"Come on people, I don't have all day! I actually have a life!"

Jenny meanwhile didn't get out of her search by the Scientist's, seeing how she was an "Alien".
She was nervous as she stared wide eyed at a pair of equally nervous men in huge Hazmat suits, thick enough to block her Telepathic skills.
"..............So what ar-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" One of them shouted before jumping though the screen divider, arms flailing as he did.
"Sorry, we don't usually have Aliens Talk...or actually get live Aliens..." The other confessed as he waved a scanner over the Gardevoir.
"...Is that good?"
"Indeed. Man, those M.I.B. freaks will have a field day over this."
"...That's a Good thing, right?..."
"Depends. Could just examine ya, could lay you out on a table to slice you up. I just wave the Scanner Doohickey and spray the gas."
"Gas?!" She managed to get out before the Scientist sprayed some kind of sleeping gas in her face, knocking her out until a more secure containment unit arrived.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

While the holding cells Shawn were just in were relics of the Cold War, less than a few dozen feet away, he began to enter a newer part of the base, looking like something the Enclave would have.
A few signs later, the Wanderer found what appeared to be a Research Centre, full of dozens of doctors in Area 69 Lab Coats and more of those Men in Black standing guard with those strange Energy Weapons.
In this lab, there were 2 subjects: A large black alien creature stuck in some sort of Water Tank with a red "K/I"[1] Symbol on it and a large Decontamination Chamber with an operating table in it.
This was important as there was a man in a Radiation Suit going through Shawn's Stuff!

The room was guarded and there was little room for the base's personnel to move around, let alone for him to sneak around.
He could try to fight, he could try to come back to this room later when he had a gun, either way, this wasn't going to be easy.

[1] Killed/Incapacitated

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Hiding in the shadows of a T-Junction corridor, Shawn turned his head as witness the splendor or horror of the facility. Checking the other way he made sure no guards were coming before looking. Bracing the cold wall which was very Enclave like, Shawn spotted many Doctors, guards but more importantly, the asshole that was going through his stuff. "(That motherfucker!)" The Wanderer said mentally as he was about to go around his protection but ...

"Hmmm ... god damn it Jenkins." Somebody was saying as he approached said T-Junction from the long hallway. It was a Doctor from the lab holding a clipboard and muttering some very mean things. Thinking about his options, Shawn wanted his stuff desperately but did not want to fight. So he did the thing that combined the two perfectly. As the Doctor turned the corner, he ran head first into a roundhouse kick by Shawn.

Knocking the poor guy out, Shawn clenched his first, hungry for more. A few seconds later and Shawn had pulled off the Doctor's outfit, stuck him in a dark corner and started to walk towards the open facility. Coming to an opening, he began to go a long way towards the Decontamination room so that no one would talk to him or see the badge on the coat. If everything went bad, he would take a Doctor hostage and go into the radioactive room for his stuff. If everything went smoothly, he could get passed everyone and try to talk that asshole to allow him into the radioactive room.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

While his disguise was able to get him past the people working in the lab, there was another issue once he reached the actual Decontamination room: It was soundproofed and there was no way he was getting in without a suit.
As if insult to injury, the man inside was examining one of his Nuka Quantums! He even opened it and poured the contents into a glass, eyeing it up and wondering if it was safe to look at, nevermind drink.
Then he saw something next to the hatch for the Chamber: Purge Chamber.
It was a series of buttons for nearly every kind of situation, Flames for Virus, Water for Fire, Venting out all the oxygen for a Gas threat.

With the push of a button, he could suffocate that man and in the chaos that would ensure, grab his stuff (Or at least his weapons).
Are you a bad enough wanderer to take a life?

Sleep. Z_Z

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Looking directly into the room of radiation, Shawn's stare was piercing the glass itself and into the person examining his stuff, unfortunately said asshole could no see or feel his stare upon him. Looking at the console he saw the fire, water and vent oxygen button. The Wanderer sighed as he did not want to kill the guy but ... "Water?[/color}" Shawn said as he looked upon the water button which was meant to put out fires.

"[color=orange]Well ... I think the water in this world is non-radioactive. Least its better then the fire or vent button." He muttered to himself as he switched his half insane stare for a very professional Doctor's look. The disguised Doctor (Who could be a REAL Doctor) started by knocking on the glass multiple times, of course this had no effect. Then he looked around for a speaker button. This was so he could fool the people around him.

Seeing the water button, Shawn pressed it not once but multiple times. In the chamber itself, the man could see short bursts of water coming from the ceiling. This was obviously coming from the console. The impatient Wanderer waited for the man to come out so he may get in there himself and grab his stuff.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

The Man in the Chamber wasn't happy when Shawn sicced the sprinkler systems on him, getting soaked as he was trying to examine the Wanderer's Shishkebab.
He made an obscene gesture towards Shawn as he started to make his way out of the room, slipping thanks to the water that was pouring down on him.
Finally making it out of the Chamber, he took off his huge heavy helmet, revealing a late 40s scientist underneath.
"What the hell?! Why'd you do that for? You could have damaged the samples!" He shouted at the wanderer as he shook off the moisture off his suit.

At this point, most of the lab were at least glancing, though the MIB were watching closely, ready to step in if a fight broke out.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Breathing mentally, he was going through his plan, he could feel everyone's eyes on him. Suddenly the "intruder" Shawn saluted the man in the radioactive suit. "Sir sorry for the interruption of your investigation, but the interrogation team have just finished questioning Prisoner 101 and I have new information about this evidence" Shawn continued to say in a very professional and Doctor like manor.

"I would like to do a quick examination of the items to confirm the results of the questioning. One item in particular the subject spoke about really intrigued me, and I would forever be in your debt if you allowed me to examine said object ..." Shawn allowed to pause and saw the man not moving an inch.

"Also I would buy you lunch directly afterwards."

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

"...With Pudding and you've got a deal. Suit up. Computer: Drain Chamber." The scientist said as the Chamber was drained of water and moisture while he got his gear back on.
Once the intern came with Shawn's Suit, The pair of them were sealed inside the Radiation Chamber, no going back now.
The scientist went back to checking out his Shishkebab.
"Man...While I'll give him points for creativity...What kind of moron fights with a Lawn Mower Blade?!" He joked to his college, unaware he was the moron that he just spoke of.
"So what object were you hoping to see?"

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Heavily groaning inside his mind, the now mentally angry Wanderer was looking around at the table to look like he is both curious and looking for said "Object". "The subject told us about a object that he called "The Pip Boy". It was a piece of technology that housed all of his weapons, armor,. meds and everything else. It also has notes, maps and stuff like journals and watches. Basically ... it's a big hub for many things. Plus, judging by the arm of our subject, he had worn this object for quite a long time." He spoke as he went through the objects until he found it.

Picking up his Pip-Boy, his eyes opened. "Judging by the object and the words "Pip-Boy 3000", this is the object." He said as he pretended to wear the object and closed it around his whist. "This is ... quite heavy, I'm amazed someone could wear this. Could I ask how we removed the Pip-Boy?" Shawn said as he was about to make his move to grab all of his things and try to escape ... but he wandered how they got his Pip-Boy off him. Out of all the people who kidnapped him and took him captive, they were never able to remove his trusty Pip-Boy.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

"Ahhh...The Biometric Lock, Yes..." The Scientist Cooed as Shawn managed to get his Pip-Boy back on.
"Well, we found that the device was tied to the subject's vitals, so in order to remove it for processing, we had to simulate a "Fake-Death" in the subject while he was knocked out. With all the Vitals offline, it was simple to remove. From what we've gathered, it was designed in order to be impossible to remove forcefully on a living subject and hard to remove on a dead one too!" He explained as he went back to checking out one of Shawn's other weapons.
"But, as you can clearly see, we managed it. Now, help me with this....errr..."Esther Model Fat Man Tactical Nuclear Catapult"...Where did 101 get all these strange devices?..."

Out of Character:

Hi there! Does this Role Play still have available space for another player?

Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Slindis mentally sent a confirmation to David as she shimmied under the hole that Ton-Ton had made. "Confirmed. Thinned out the guard outside, snipers in particular. exit will be aided due to that." A quick check to the sides to ensure she wouldn't be running into anyone along the way (after all, she could still be hit like this) preceeded her dash over to Ton-Ton and Cadolbolg.

Back inside, Melethia kept her blade within reach. She might have scared the first few off from taking her bags from her, but that was no assurance for the others that might try something. The tension in the girl wouldn't go unnoticed by those around her, although to the outsider it could easily be mistaken for fear at where she was. No, she was scared a lot more of losing those pouches. TO her, they represented the rare good memories that she had on her home plane. If she was willing to cut off hands for even coming near the bag, the consequences for actually taking it would likely be a lot worse.

Devon decided to try and help the young elf's tensions by heading with Ashworth and tallked with the guards. "You saw what happened with her earlier. None of you so much as touch her without my or the First Lieutenant's orders unless you want to lose your hand." He kept the discipline up as Ella tried talking soothingly to Melethia to calm her down.

Before too long, they were all down on the second level, thanks to SLin covering the entry of Ton-TOn and Cadolbolg.

Blast Off To Titan:

Out of Character:

Hi there! Does this Role Play still have available space for another player?


Of course there is. We usually can take many, many people.
So you are welcomed to join! :D

But we never use the actual RP thread as a chat or that. We have a group.

Just join up and introduce yourself to everyone and you can talk about what character you want to make an etc.
Oh, and I'm StormShaun one of the admins.
Haven't done that in a while.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Shawn noted down that he should never, [bE]VER[/b], surrender again to anything or anyone. Looking at his now retrieved Pip-Boy, he saw the map that it made and began to hot-key his items again so he can quick switch later. At one corner of the room was the Doctor trying to pick up The Esther, the Fat Man The Wanderer had bought from a vendor near New Vegas. Seeing him turned away from the table of weapons, Shawn decided to pick up everything and equip his Elite Riot Armor as the Doctor was turned.

"No problem." He said as he walked up behind the Doctor with a heavy voice. A hand came from behind and grabbed the Esther easily, lifting it as it were nothing. Turning around, his face turned to shock as he saw his previous friend turned out to be the Legendary 101 who held a big wad of Pre-War money. Stuffing it into the Doctor's hand, he had a hidden smile. "Lunch is on me, get something nice."

Shawn lastly spoke as he switched his weapons to two energy weapons.

"Time to fight future, with future." He said as he walked out of the chamber and instantly shot at the two guards.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

"...INTRUDER! LOCK THE CHAMBER! LOCK THE CHAMBER" The scientist shouted at the top of his lungs as he pounded on the window in an attempt to get attention.
The Second Shawn revealed himself in his Riot Gear, the guarding Men in Black instantly went into action, while the army stationed above them and the scientists they protected were Gerne Blind, they weren't.
Within Moments, they were stationed outside of the Chamber, the thick bulletproof glass being the only thing between Shawn and their Alien Pistols, waiting for him to make his move.
The Scientist meanwhile crawled under the table that Shawn's stuff was on, hoping to avoid the incoming crossfire.

Location: RETRACTED (MIB Sector)

Holding his two pistols, he looked towards the scientist with not anger but annoyance. The Wanderer quickly ran back inside the chamber. "I gave you money and you do this to me." Shawn said as he did a cowboy move with one of his Alien Blasters and holstered it but it disappeared into nothing. "I want a refund, and you are not going to be happy about it" Shawn said to the cowardly scientist as he stomped over and pulled him out from under the table.

Pulling his arm around his neck, the Wanderer decided to take him hostage. Holstering his other Alien Blaster for a second, Shawn decided to take some Med-X and placed some Auto-Inject Stimpak on hold. "Either you will die or I will get out of here. So either way ... yeah, not good for you mate." He said as he pulled out his Alien Blaster and opened the door once more, but walked out with his hostage.

Area 69: Everyone! (Yes, you too!)

Ton Ton and Cadolbolg skittered along on the ground to the place the group was gathering too, with hopes they would not be noticed by the checking crew. They were only "lizards" after all. As they went along, Ton Ton continued his communications with David, "Understood. We've established communications with Slindis already, so this shouldn't take too long. We'll keep you informed should anything happen topside."

Inside the base, Teri was still pretty shaky from the search (no doubt the cuffs still having a negative effect on her state of mind as well). Reaching out a cuffed hand for her wolfy companion, the Cleric felt a small degree of solace from petting Garm's side, even if her tremors did not completely subside.

As for Caim and Angelus; the duo were still playing their role of guards, Caim lightly prodding 'prisoners' who were lagging behind with his night stick, and Angelus looking around to calm the other prisoners, Melethia especially.

Somewhere New:

"LET ME OUT!!! LET ME OUT!!!" A voice echoed in the darkness, a voice that Som knew to be that of his annoying charge, a charge that he would have rather gutted than spent additional time with if it were not for the fact that she held the key towards finding out more about the Coven that was moving in on her family's claim. Knowing that her panic at their situation would do them very little in the way of finding out where they were, Som's voice pierced the darkness.

"Be quiet." He ordered in a voice that he would have used on a subordinate. Constance Sorrowfeld was not, in reality, his subordinate, far from it.

"NO! YOU BE QUIET!" She retorted as she saw quite clearly in the darkness what Som could not, the fact that the two of them were inside a trio of cages that stood in the middle of an empty room.

"We're trapped, you ass." The Vampire-turned-Cat-Girl continued as she rattled on the cage door, intending to emphasize her point.

When there was no response forthcoming from her Hunter Kidnapper, Constance peered over into the cage where Som's voice had come from and saw that he was busy doing - something. Watching the hunter closely, Constance saw that he was mixing various materials together using a small mortar and pestle, the grinding of the materials making a clinking noise as the jacketed jack-a-ninny continued working without saying a word. When he appeared satisfied with his work, Som poured the contents from the mortar into a small vial and capped it, before shaking it vigorously.

The result was minor at first, a small sickly greenish glow that grew stronger as the Hunter shook the vial, until the whole room was bathed in a green hued light.

The two appeared to be caged in the middle of a warehouse, empty for the most part, save for a table where their weapons and items had been placed. The cages were of a design that Som had never seen before, he being somewhat of an expert on cages as he used them from time to time to house his living captures for study at Sanctum. The cages were familiar in that they had metal bars that kept the subject within but the exterior of the cell was lined with a thick glass, one that appears to be able to withstand quite a bit of punishment.

"Strange." Som muttered, a habit of his that caused the young Vampire girl much consternation and annoyance.

"What's strange?" She asked, as she went up to the door of her cage and pushed on it, finding it more than able to withstand her strength, with was considerable. Looking around the remainder of the warehouse, she noted that the only thing, other than the table that had their items on it, was a panel covered with toggles and levers that was connected to the cages by a series of wires.

"Wait. Teddy!" Constance exclaimed as she realized that the panel must have controlled the cells and that Teddy was out there with the panel.

"Who?" The Hunter asked as he pulled some additional materials from his belt, which whomever had captured them, had not had the foresight to remove from his person.

"You'll see." The Darkly Dressed Vampire said before she called out loudly. "TEDDY!! HEY TEDDY!!! WAKE UP!" She yelled towards he pack that was shaped like a plush bear.

To Som's surprise he witnessed the bear starting to move of its own accord. Sitting up slowly at first and stretching in a fashion that one did after one woke up after a long and comfortable nap.

"Miss Sorrowfeld?" Teddy called out loudly looking for his owner and stopping when he saw that she and her kidnapper were trapped.

"Miss Sorrowfeld, how did you manage to get in there?" Teddy asked as he hopped off the table, heading towards his beloved Constance.

"I don't know Teddy but you have to help me get out of here." The Vampirette replied, her fingers pointing towards the panel as she did, getting a nod from Teddy in response to her command.

"I will get you out of there in a jiffy, Miss Sorrowfeld, do not worry your little-" Teddy's voice stopped when he came upon another cage and a man trapped inside, a man that was not Constance's kidnapper, a man that had the look and peculiar odor of a dog, creatures notorious for ripping up plush animals.

"head?" Teddy finished as he started backing away from the stranger's cage.

Somewhere New:

A chuckle came from the man sitting in the cage, startling the poor bear. "Well well well, what have we here?" The man said in an amused voice. The man took several steps towards the glass, revealing himself to his fellow prisoners. He sniffed the air, and turned his head, looking straight at the young vampire. She could see that the man was wearing a friendly smile, though given the circumstances, it might have been more disturbing than friendly for her.

"Ah... I recognize that scent. A vampire, hm? And a young one at that," Hadrian said matter-of-factly. He sniffed the air once more, turning his gaze to the hunter, losing the smile. His eyes narrowed, looking much more serious, but not threatening. He smirked, tapping at the glass in his cage. "And you. You're quite obviously human, though you reek of demon blood. I don't suppose you're affiliated with the Guardians, are you?"

If there had ever been a stranger sound than a Vampire hissing in a extremely exaggerated approximation of a cat, Som had never heard it. The actions of his young prisoner was not what had his attention though it was the person that was housed in the cages with them and the fact that he had not known about the fact that the Little Vampire's stuffed bear was alive. The question came up again:

"You're affiliated with the Guardians, are you?" The strange man asked once again through the glass.

"No. I am not." Some responded leaving absent the question as to what the Guardians were in the first place. He assumed that it was some sort of group but the name left no clue as to their allegiances. Without saying another word, Som continued his work, grinding away at the materials that he had mixed into the mortar and pestle until it was of a putty like consistency.

"Teddy? Are you okay?" The Young Vampire with the Raven and Cobalt streaked hair asked, using the interior bars of the cell to lift herself up to get a better view of her Teddy Bear Butler.

"Yes, Miss Sorrowfeld. Yes, I believe that I am quite alright. This 'genleman,' a term that I use loosely, is also trapped as you and your 'companion.' He only slightly startled me." Teddy's voice responded, causing Constance to breath a sigh of relief.

"Who're you?" Constance asked as she motioned for Teddy to move towards the panel that would release her from the cage. As she did so, she tried to get a sense as to who this stranger was and if he could be trusted. Since she did not know where she was, she needed to find someone who could help her, especially if the Hunter decided to try to destroy her.

Looking her fellow prisoner over, she noted that he was ludicrously tall and towered over her despite the fact that he had to hunch slightly within the confines of the cell. He had the looks of a pauper but from the way he spoke and its confidence, she was sure that there was something more to him, especially due to the fact that he was able to tell what she was just by scent. Her young mind attempted to discern what type of creature her fellow prisoner was, as there were quite a few creatures that would have been able to identify her by scent.

The fact that his breath fogged in the cold air meant that he was alive and not a member of the undead, although Hell-Birthed undead were able to produce the same effect, the fact that he did not immediately reduce the area into ash eliminated that possibility. The only living creature that she was familiar with that could take on the appearance of a human and identify her by scent was a were-creature.

Waiting for an answer, she noted that Teddy had made it to the panel and was busy examining the toggles and appeared to be smiling as he depressed a red toggle, causing a hum to start building up quickly before dispersing suddenly.

The silence was immediately broken by a loud bang that came from the Hunter's cell. Peering over towards her involuntary companion, she saw that Som had been thrown back against one of the walls of his cell, the smell of singed skin wafting into the air as he lay there for a moment.

"(Good job, Teddy.)" She thought to herself as another toggle was depressed, this time causing the door to her cell to slide open.

"Who - are - you?" She said a bit more slowly this time, emphasizing each word as she did so.

Somewhere New:


The man put up a finger, shushing her. He gripped a bar of the cage experimentally and stepped back, nodding to himself. "Hmm... This shouldn't be too much trouble..." The man mused, a small grin visible on his face. He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the two bars, and promptly pulled them apart, leaving an opening large enough for him to slip through. However, the glass still remained, blocking his exit...


...Or at least until Hadrian brought back his right arm and delivered a punch, shattering the barrier into many pieces. The shards of glass crunched as he stepped out of the cage. With a sigh, he looked at his surroundings, before turning on his heels to look down at the vampire girl. He raised an eyebrow raised when he saw that she had a pair of cat ears and a tail. Perhaps she was a cat-vampire hybrid of some sort? Regardless, the man bowed, introducing himself to the girl.

"I am Hadrian Selene, Master of the Guardians of Light. And you are...?"

He neglected to mention his position of Head Interrogator for... particular reasons.

Daft Sikes:
"I am Hadrian Selene, Master of the Guardians of Light. And you are...?"

"Constance Sorrowfeld, Daughter of Maximilian and Harlow Sorrowfeld, Princess of the Sorrowfeld Clan." The Crimson eyed vampire said as she looked at the man that towered above her and reached out her hand, displaying a large gold ring with a scarlet ruby set into its center. Gazing into the depths of the gem, the Guardian was able to see what appeared to be a series of flaws within the gem that formed a perfect letter "S." As she waited for the giant to kiss the ring as was the customary greeting, her cat-ear head band slipped slightly, causing the girl to reach up to adjust the black ears.

"Beg pardon, Miss Sorrowfeld, but you do not know where the 'gentleman' has been." Teddy said as he waited for a dial on the panel to turn green, depressing the red toggle once again and administering a shock to the hunter.


"That is Teddy, my butler and dearest friend. Don't mind him, he gets cranky at times." She added as Teddy waddled over to where his Vampiric Charge still had her hand outstretched. As he approached, the bear appeared to reach within the depths of his furry belly and produced a moderate sized juice box before jamming the bendable straw into the box itself. From the smell that came out of the box, the Lycanthrope was able to deduce that the Juice Box was filled with blood.

As the Vampire and the Were-Creature made their introductions, another crash echoed in the large and empty warehouse, followed by the sound of metal hitting the concrete floor. Glancing in the direction of the sound, Constance saw that the Hunter had managed to free himself by blasting out the door's locking mechanism, its remnants strewn about.

Walking as proudly as a man who had been twice electrocuted by a stuffed toy, Som bypassed the two creatures of the damned, pausing ever so slightly to punt the small Teddy bear a fair distance as he made his way towards the table that held the trio's possessions.

"BASTaaaaaaaard!!" Teddy cursed as he landed half way across the warehouse.

As Som gathered his weapons, he spoke softly, though the acoustics of the building amplified his voice.

"I do not care who you are but the pertinent question is what are you doing here?" The Hunter said as he sheathed a blade that flashed silver.

Somewhere New:

Hadrian turned away from Constance and smirked at the man. He let out a light laugh and shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm afraid I have no idea. I've been getting tossed out of portals lately, and it just so happens that I've landed in here." Hadrian glanced at his weapons on the table with a frown. "Though I don't know how my weapons ended up over there..."

The wolfman made his way to the table to pick up his things, but hesitated mid-way. He looked at the right man, and looked at the blade he just sheathed. With a huff, Hadrian snapped his fingers, his eyes flashing red as he did so. At first, it seemed that nothing had happened, but when the Hunter tried to move, he found it hard to do so. The fact that he could move at all surprised Hadrian, but he maintained the spell, moving in front of the table, and gathering his stuff.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to try to kill you. Just doing that as a precaution," He said as he strapped on the katar onto his arms. "Certainly don't want a knife jammed in my spine." He tugged on the straps one more time, before stepping away from the table and releasing his spell, allowing the hunter to resume the gathering of his inventory unhindered. "Anyway, I know you said you don't care who I am, but may I ask who YOU are, exactly?"

Daft Sikes:
"Anyway, I know you said you don't care who I am, but may I ask who YOU are, exactly?"

If the Guardian was expecting an answer from the Hunter, binding him or attempting to bind him was not a way to extricate any information from the Hunter who simply glared at the Guardian of Light or whatever and whatnot.

"Guardian of Light indeed." Som grumbled as he started stowing his equipment in their correct pouches, albeit quite slowly due to the spell's influence. As Hadrian finished grabbing his equipment, he noticed a high pitch hum that seemed to be from the area around the human's neck, a sound that was not unlike the sound of a glass harp being played.

"Don't mind him. His name is Som, which I think is short for 'Someone's a real ass.'" said the Raven Haired Vampire with Cat Ears from across the warehouse where she was picking Teddy up off the ground and brushing him off. Giving the wee bear a hug, the Princess of the Sorrowfeld Clan slung the bear onto her back like a backpack.

"He's typically a Hunter of Monsters but for now, he's my protector, at least until he gets all the information he needs from me." The little girl explained, her explanation making her seem more like a hostage than a travelling companion.

"If you two are finished, I think it best we find out where we are." Som said as he passed by, his hand shooting out to roughly grab the smaller Vampire by the shoulder.

"OW! HEY!" Constance complained as she struggled to get out of his grip, and managed to do so after a moment or two before falling in line behind him.

Turning, the Vampirette motioned for Hadrian to follow.

"Like I said, I think Som is short for 'Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed.'" The girl said before changing the topic. "What exactly are the Guardians of Light?"

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