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

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Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Deadshot

David nodded as he led his group towards the Weapons Research Lab.
"Thanks. Means alot. Really app-...The hell is that?.." He trailed off as he heard what sounded like swearing coming from one of Slindis's pouches.
"...If that is what I it is...Ah, who am I kidding? Par for the course at this point..." He sighed, the image of Slindis shoving a bunch of guards into her Bag of Holding starting to take root in his mind as he-
[SECURITY ALERT! SECURITY ALERT! PRISON BAY COMPROMISED! BASE DEFCON RAISED TO 5!] Shouted a distressed sounding PA as the base began to get into a panic, Men in Black and Soldiers with Riot Gear sprinting to the scene of the disturbance.
"...Fuck it, Why not?" He mused as he took the chance to slip past.

Once they were in that sector, things quickly took a turn for the worse: at least 2 dozen bodies, all with pinpoint bullet wounds to the head, littered the hallway as it lead into a lightless warehouse.
"...Oh shit..." He said as the Intercom for that sector came on:

"-Gah! Which one of this fucking-...Wait, This thing on?....Oh Shi-*Ahem* would Mr. West please report to the Weapons Hanger. Mr. West to the Weapons Hanger...Now, don't let that discourage you if you aren't Mr. West, It's not like I'm going to blow your head off or anything....
Oh god, that sounded a lot better in my head Look, just get over here, okay!?"
It said as it invited them into the Lightless Hanger.
Once they were inside, it spoke again:
"Alright, Cool. Hang on let me just get the lights. God, this is going to be freaking AWESOME!" Deadshot[1] giggled like a child as he turned on all the lights in the area on, blinding the group as he revealed himself, Standing atop one of Area 69's Black Projects.


Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri

[SECURITY ALERT! SECURITY ALERT! PRISON BAY COMPROMISED! BASE DEFCON RAISED TO 5!] Blared the Alarm as Rugal and Teri reached the Research Lab, the heightened alert spooking the scientists who were already jumpy thanks to that standoff with Shawn mere minutes before.
"Thanks, Just stay here. This might get..."Unpleasant" to watch." He warned the cleric as he casually walked in.
"Hey! You're not supposed to be here! Security!" One shouted as the remaining guards in the room surrounded him and pointed their weapons at him.
"....Hm." He smirked as he brought up his slashing aura as Teri brought in a Fog Cloud to blind them.
The end result was everyone in the room getting the censored version of what Rugal could do to a man with his bare hands.

Once the last body had hit the ground, the King of Fighters left the smokescreen, now covered in blood, much to the horror of the staff still there.
"....Boo." He said sarcastically, that mere word being the straw the broke the camels back and resulting in everyone still in room to run out of it screaming.
Sighing contently, he then went into the Chamber that Shawn was in earlier, now holding Jenny and that Strange Black Creature in the Water Tank with K/I written on it.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian

That alarm made the soldier cringe, he just knew he was going to be blamed for all this.
"Wahahahaha! My Car! My Pension! MY PONY COLLECTION!" He sobbed sadly as he locked himself up as panic began to spread across the base.
As tensions between the lot of them began to grow, the stomping of guards running past the room they were in began to sound deafening.

LETS START A RIOT! Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay

The two Mobsters were keen to get to tearing shit up as the first group of Riot Guards began to come in.
They were wearing armor a good deal thicker then their counterparts as well as having the trademark Riot Shield.
When they began to storm the place, Kent Paul took cover in one of the cells, shutting the door behind in as a safety measure.
"Fucking 'Ell! I Swear, this is the last time I EVER go anywhere with Maccer!" He shouted as he heard sobbing coming from behind him.
A quick glance showed Rusty curled up in a ball under the bed-bunk, crying at the latest mad adventure he had gotten himself into.
No one knew this, but Dr. Venture came here to get away from all the crazy shit in his life.


Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Deadshot

"So much for looking for Deadshot..."

Seeing that a big ass mechanical thingy was on its way to stomp the hell out of the lot of our party, Caim opted to swap weapons to something a bit more inclined to destroying machinery, and charged on in, getting ready for a leap on a leg when the moment was ready.

Angelus was the first to get the news from Caim's mind, (Ton Ton being second) and her head shot in the direction of the LOUD AS FUCK EXPLOSION courtesy of Deadshot and made a sour face, "Well, he wasn't for a moment, young Ashford, but that is inclined to change in a moment's notice. Deadshot's been found. Let's move."

Hands that were once bare began to burn brightly with flame, and the dragon-turned human made her way down to where Deadshot and his new toy lay.

Ton Ton, on the other hand, shook his Lantern again and said, "There's no need to worry. We'll keep you safe, David! Promise! Now... I heard from Mr. Caim's mind that we're dealing with a machine of some kind.... Miss Melethia? You should know all about that, right?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri

Teri grimaced at the various squelching noises made by Rugal's miniature rampage before approaching, silently glad that she followed Rugal's advice. After giving a small prayer for the freshly deceased, the Cleric and her mount quickly dodged out of the way of the ensuing stampede and took a look at the tank containing Jenny and.... A black thingy of some kind. Teri would have called it an ice elemental, were it not so black and organic looking. With furrowed eyebrows, the Cleric shot a question to Rugal as she examined the tank,
"What on earth were the scientists doing here? Why stick them in this tank?"

Looking around, Teri held up her Tablet to a panel and called to her AI, "Dimitri, I need you to hack this system and get Jenny and that black thing out of there.... Hmn, I wonder if it can hear us?"

"It's worth a shot, Madam. Now, if you'll excuse me...."

As the AI and his entorouge of digital allies and equipment disappeared into the lab's technology, Teri looked up at the Pokemon and the black creature and called out in Aquan (the language of water-based creatures and water elementals), "Hey, you! Black creature? Can you understand the words coming out of my mouth? I'm just trying to let you know now that we don't intend to hurt you! We're gonna get you and our friend there out in a few minutes, so just chill out, okay?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Containment: Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg

Cadolbolg's tail began to sway slowly, a small growl in his throat as he listened to Som's spiel about the Hunters, as well as his general disrespect for Devon, somebody the tiny turtle dragon baby held a great deal of respect for (no doubt on part of Caim's approval and Devon's actions as a whole). However, with the vampire girl knocking him out, Cadolbolg too relaxed, if only a little, and said,

"I don't care what these hunter guys are. If he's one of them, they gotta be a bunch of jerks, like those Angel guys we dealt with. Why don't you stick around with us and the Rising Dawn? We're much nicer to people like you than people like him. If I remember correctly, we've had a couple vampires before...."

With the sudden alarm sounding and the sound of pounding boots, the turtle-dragon added to Devon, "Father found our query... That and I don't like all these noises."

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

"...Was that English?..." Rugal asked in a puzzled tone, still yet to fully understand the whole Aquan thing.
It was then that Dimitri was able to open both Tanks, releasing both Jenny and the strange creature as a flood of water (Or some special fluid that had a similar function) poured down into the chamber, both parties quickly reanimating as a result.
Jenny awoke with a gasp as her lungs began to work again.
"*COUGH COUGH COUGH* Gah....ohhhh...Please don't tell me that they treat all aliens this way..." She groaned, regretting having posed at one in the first place.

Meanwhile, the other Alien was...Less than pleased to be meeting the earth's atmosphere.
He took a moment to breath and that's when he realized he was out of his element.
"ACK-AGGGGGGGG-my-HACK-cryo-UCK!-suit......Wheeze..." he cried out as he choked like a fish out of water, his flesh and bone already drying up and cracking from the heat.
He was clearly not suited to this planet.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

Teri waved her hands in panic as she began casting two of her spells to save this creature from certain doom. The first being Create Water, which dropped 16 galleons of water on the "Alien" and then Control Water, bringing the water into a piller for the Alien to rest in while she answered Rugal's query (after breathing a sigh of relief), "Aquan. It's the language of water creatures, like my elementals, and our friend here. He said his Cryosuit is missing, and from the look of his skin, he really needs it. My spell won't last forever, even if the duration at this time would be a bit over an hour... Dimitri, if you can, can you find the location of this suit?"

Teri casts Create Water and Control Water, causing 16 galleons of water (2 galleons/Cleric level, of which Teri is 8) to land on the new Alien friend and causing it to raise in a pillar that can accommodate the creature's size. This pillar will last for 80 minutes or till Teri dismisses the spell.

18 seconds till the next 0 level spell.
42 seconds till the next 4th level spell.

There was a ping over the PA for a moment, and Dimitri's voice shot out, "I'll see what I can do. Try to keep our new friend calm."

With a nod, Teri got off of Garm and the wolf wandered to Jenny, giving the Gardevoir a lick on the face in concern while Teri continued talking to the Alien, "This measure is temporary, but at least you can breath while we find your suit. Do you have any idea where it was taken? It could help my friend over the PA find it...
Also, my name is Teri, 8th Level Cleric of the Christian God. The man in red is my dad, Rugal, the girl here Jenny, the wolf Garm and the disembodied voice is Dimitri. Could you tell me a bit about how you got here, as well as the aforementioned suit, if possible?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

Rugal was a little startled by the Alien, he just thought that was a really mangled body.
"...I...See...But I don't know if we have time for that. Judging by that alarm, this place is going to turn into a warzone at any minute..." He said, wary of this creature in front of them.
The Alien gratefully entered the pillar and sighed deeply as he let the cold water soak in, standing upright at least 6'3 feet tall.
"...Those Humans...Took my vessel after I crashed...Regulates Body Temperature...This planet is too warm..." He coldly (PUN!) explained as he looked at the Cleric, glowing green eyes glaring at her.
"I crashed...They stuck...I lost. When I find my suit, I will bring them the same pain they brought me..."
He added as he "Drank" all the water Teri had made, his skin becoming transparent as a result.
The Alien then "Melted" into a puddle, body and all for a moment before quickly re-assembling himself again.
"...Still not cold enough...." He said as he glared at the others.
"...Do they understand what I am saying?...".
"...What-....are you?..." Jenny rather rudely asked.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

Teri gave a slow shake of her head, "No, I'm the only one who knows this language. As for your plan....."
She took a shaky breath and asked, "You don't intend on killing everyone on this planet, do you?! Look, I know what they did to you was wrong, and I can't say sorry enough for my race, but I'm trying to help, okay? People get scared when they encounter what they don't know or understand. It's not right, by any means, but two wrongs don't make a right either. Just gimme a sec, and we'll try to find your suit and get you back home after we get out of this place. I know some magic, and we have a quite a few tech heads on hand. Just... Please?"

The Cleric shook her head at Rugal and Jenny's assessments, "He needs his suit to live, because the planet's too hot. It'd be like leaving us without skin... As for your question, Jenny, I really don't know. I'm guessing he's an alien or something. But, if we can get him his suit, he might help us out. And... He's scared, and very angry. I can't just leave this creature to die a painful death, especially after being tortured by those scientists.... Aside from all that, are you feeling okay, Jenny? You can ride on Garm if you feel weak from that tank."

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

"...Why does every planet's population keep asking that?..." The Alien said as he walked around, testing how solid his new form was.
"No. I am not going to decimate your planet. The surface is too hot, The Oxygen here tastes of Burnt Carbon and the Ice Caps are tiny, it is of no value to me. Hence why I want my ship and suit, in order to leave this cesspit of a planet!" He explained in an annoyed tone.
Rugal meanwhile still wasn't convinced.
"...Tell him to watch his tone. We aren't afraid of it's kind." He said as he walked over to the being, the pair of them engaging in a tense stare off as a result.
"I'm fine, just break it up you two!" Jenny said as she stepped in-between them and motioned for Rugal to back off.
"His only crime is being the wrong place at the wrong time! Now, where would they be keeping his ship?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

"His only crime is being the wrong place at the wrong time! Now, where would they be keeping his ship?"

Teri nodded and added, "Jenny's right. Like I said, Dad, he just wants to go home. Now, if Dimitri finds something-"

And on cue, the butler pinged in, "Madam! I bring news! In the lower levels of this sector, reports have come in with a suit as how you described; as being 'made of ice' or something along those lines, as well as an unidentified aircraft. You'd better hurry, the security is getting nastier as we speak. I'll try to divert attention away from your party by messing with the security, but I cannot guarantee anything. I'll also keep you informed of any updates I can get. Godspeed."

The Cleric gave a sigh of relief to that and addressed the Water-Alien, "Okay, so one of my friends reported in. We need to get to the lower levels of the base so we can get your suit and your ship. Just try to get along with everyone, remember, they don't know you what you're saying; and we'll you outta here, okay?"

Unknowingly wants the jetpack. Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay

As the weapon in Shawn's hands were firing up, the Wanderer decided to access the radio system both in his Pip-Boy and the Prison, soon enough the whole facility speakers were rocking a loud tune which many people could probably recognize. Shawn shrugged hearing this world's music, but he liked it's attitude. "Unfortunately this broadcast is interrupted by a nice dose of death." Shawn spoke and smiled sadistically as he decided to fire. There was a big reason why the weapon he is holding is called a "Grenade machinegun" unfortunately the Riot Squad which just came in is going to find out.

The fire rounds were fired and easily landed in the middle of the squad. The force easily blew them away to death or unconsciousness, deciding that it isn't enough Shawn began walk forward in a fast pace. The weapon was still firing and was creating Hell in the passages ahead of the group. "We move forward!" Shawn ordered once more as he moved into the next room, explosions heard in every direction.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

The Creature's eyes never left Rugal's, even with Jenny and Teri acting as mediators, the two of them looked ready to kill each other.
"...That male is your father?"
"Yes, Yes he is."
"...I see...A lot of anger and fury in his eyes, yet tamed somehow...An interesting subject.
...He is aware that he is covered in blood?"

"...Yeah, I, uh, I think he does." Teri stammered a little, hoping this wouldn't damage her case for humanity as a whole.
"Come on, The sooner we find this suit, the sooner we can get back on track." Rugal said as he walked off, leading the way into the lower levels.
"...I pity your mother." The Alien said as he soon followed, mimicking Rugal's stride as they went into the depths of the lab.

Jenny meanwhile let out a sigh at it all.
"...I wonder how many clinical psychologists can say they talked to an Alien?..." She asked rhetorically as she followed suit.

No Grenades indoors! Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay

While Mercy was tearing through the incoming attacks like a knife though butter, it was also starting to have a effect on the walls of the Prison.
They were underground, the exact distance was uncertain, but they were there, So the only thing stopping them from eating dirt was the walls that Shawn was pounding.
It came to a head when the roof over the bodies he just blew up flat out fell on top of them, giving them a crude burial under steel and dirt.
And the cracks were spreading over to where he was.
He would want to get out before he took a dirt nap...

Grand Escape! Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: MIB Sector: Prison Bay

As the walls start collapsing behind the group, Shawn un-equipped his giant gun and simply yelled ... "RUUUUUUN!". Everyone simply looked behind and immediately started running, even Rusty and Kent popped out of the cell to see what was going on and then started to run like the headless chickens they are. The walls and dirt was collapsing behind them but a few hundred meters, so the whole group had a long distance to run from it.

As he was running ahead of the group, Shawn came upon a clear door which could be only labelled as "Janitor's Closest". Even if it was a second, Shawn stopped and saw the amazement that was inside. To Shawn it looked like a backpack with the thrusters of a Vertibird on it. "Run on, get to the elevator up there and get out of here." Shawn said back to them. The group shrugged and ran for their lives, they knew that the Wanderer would live in any situation.

Entering the room, Shawn could hear the falling rubble approach. He grabbed the object, placed it on his back and ran out of the room, unfortunately the rubble was right behind the tired Courier. Not knowing how to control this new technology, Shawn was feeling all of his back and accidentally hit the "On" button. The thrusters extended and the jetpack was starting to burn fuel with a blue flame, taking note of the hot temperature behind him Shawn jumped and unexpectedly started to fly. "Oh my God, I can fl-AAAHHHHHHHH!" His cheer turned into a scream as he started to fly across the floor, his armor grinding and making sparks upon the ground.

Somehow making his leg kick off the ground, the Wanderer went upwards. Just before he could cheer, once again he was starting to grind upon the ceiling. Shawn was still thanking his God that he has a helmet on. A few seconds later he was at the elevator shaft which was empty due to the group taking the elevator up. Sighing, Shawn flew upwards but managed to turn off the jetpack just before he was about to hit the bottom of the elevator. Climbing out of the shaft ... the Wanderer could help but have a sigh of relief.


"I don't care what these hunter guys are. If he's one of them, they gotta be a bunch of jerks, like those Angel guys we dealt with. Why don't you stick around with us and the Rising Dawn? We're much nicer to people like you than people like him. If I remember correctly, we've had a couple vampires before...."

Standing atop the [DOMINATED!] Hunter, Constance briefly considered the offer that she had been presented, leave Som to his fate with the "scientists" that occupied this "Area 69" and join this Rising Dawn or stick with Som, put up with the mistreatment that the Cat-Eared Vampire had, up to this point, put up with and make their own way in the world. The miniature dragon's offer was tempting but a memory tugged at the back of her mind:

Middle World : Sorrowfeld Manor:
The normally quiet and peaceful night air had been pierced by screams of the dying, the laughs of the murderous and the shouts of those still locked in battles that ultimately resulted in the death of one of the combatants and standing in the middle of the chaos was a creature so corrupt that it absorbed the light around it, a creature that walked from corpse to corpse and feasted, a creature known simply as Mal.

"Kill them all!" The creature commanded as it goaded its minions to kill all of the residents of Sorrowfeld Manor.

From the balcony built high above the manor's central courtyard, a pair of crimson eyes watched the destruction of her family's ancestral home, the disbelief of the night's bloodshed causing her to retreat into her room and hide herself from the awful sights. Constance Sorrowfeld, daughter of Maximilian and Harlow Sorrowfeld, Princess of the Sorrowfeld Clan, was afraid. She was afraid that her parents had been destroyed by this new faction, she was afraid that the rest of her family was going to be destroyed by the foul creature that feasted on their corpses and finally, she was afraid that she was next. The fear that afflicted her mind had affected her to such a degree that she could only think to hide under her bed whilst the sounds of intruders kicking in door after door resounded down the hallway.

Laying under her bed, she was even more quiet than a mouse, though that was still not quiet enough.


The door to her room was shattered by a kick that sent shards of wood clear across the room, allowing two of the intruders to enter the darkened bedroom. Even in the pitch dark, the hidden vampire could see each of the "men" in exquisite detail from the ebony fist that was emblazoned on the helmets that topped their heads, to the respirators each of the intruders wore that covered their facades, to the uniforms and weapons that both carried.

"Sorrowfeld's daughter should be here." Whispered a sibilant that appeared to seep from the full-faced respirator that lead creature wore.

"Room seems empty. Scanning." Whispered the other as a puff of gas erupted from a pressure release valve mounted on both sides of a breathing tube and was soon followed by a blue glow that was emitted from the creatures hands, a glow that also came from Constance's body!

"Fool. Just a Cat-Girl." The first stated, pointing at Constance.

"No. It's her." The second responded, its scan having directly sought the Daughter of Maximilian Sorrowfeld.

"Commencing purge." The lead said as, yet again, another blast of gas was released by the respirator, this time causing the intruder's hands to ignite into a gout of flame.

Constance, petrified by what appeared to be her eminent demise did not react at the sight of a silver spearhead erupting from the uniformed chest of the first intruder, the sound of escaping vapors coming from the punctured uniform. She did not react when the second of the intruders was decapitated by the very same weapon that now appeared to be a silver sword nor did she react when the corpses burst into a conflagration that consumed both bodies.

The only point in time when the cat-ear wearing Vampire did react was when Som grabbed her hand and stole her away from her family's former home.

Blinking the "dust" out of her eyes, Constance's mind returned to her, fleeing from re-tapped memories. Shaking her head, she peered over to the turtle-dragon hybrid that was perched on the human's shoulders.

"Thank you for the offer but I need to stay with Som. If I can convince him to tone his beliefs down, would it be alright if we traveled with you, at least until we've gotten far enough away from here?" Constance asked as she looked down at Som, her crimson eyes glowing as her mind reasserted itself over Som's

[DOMINATE!]"Som, I think you should apologize to these people. They only want to help." The Vampire commanded as she removed herself from the downed Hunter's back and allowed him to stand and brush the accumulated grime from the warehouse floor from his body.

"I apologize." The Hunter said simply after Constance released him from her hold.

"So, do you think we could travel with -"


"They know we have escaped from our cells." Som said as he unsheathed the long blade from his thigh, the weapon's blade extending as the knife metamorphosed into a saber.

"What's all this bloody damn racket?" A third voice filled with annoyance asked as Teddy woke up from a nice nap.

"No time to explain, Teddy. We should get out of here." The Cat-Eared Vampire responded as she looked towards the others, her eyes pleading as her voice did the same. "Please, can we come with you?"

Blast Off To Titan:
"Please, can we come with you?"


Devon nodded, glad that he could get some peace between the two for now even if it seemed a bit off for it to happen so suddenly. "Just keep the peace and you'll be fine. THis will sound crazy, but I need all of you to touch my mody somewhere. Cadolbolg, either you can climb in my bag or get in the side pack, although you might like the shirt more."

Cadolbolg seemed a bit confused at the request, but he obviously went for the approach that hept him closer to Devon by clinging onto his back in the shirt, causing a few rips in the shirt in the process. Ella was more than happy to oblige, and her approach of putting a hand on Devon's cheek was a rrather effective way of establishing that Devon and her were more than just a companion. It didn't take that long for the others to do so, and with that Devon strained to reach the magic - he attributed it to the amount of people, but the bulk of it was from Som's Necklace interfering.

Devon casts Dimension Door to get the group out of the holding area! Due to Som's Necklace, though, it will take a full 36 seconds for Devon to cast another level 4 spell.

"Hold tight, everyone. This is going to be a bumpy one!" THe strain continued to the actual spell, but they were able to teleport into the main hall area. Now that they were out of the frying pan, Devon made contact over the rings. "ANy leads on Deadshot?"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Deadshot

Melethia responded rather bluntly. "Of course. Go after the joints, aim to disrupt the servos, and of course use plenty of electricity and ice. Sonic works as well if you have it." She immediately replaced her weapons with a purple longsword cloked in a cool fog and a slightly shimmering light mace that let off a small sound then went in with a few attacks to test the machine's armoring.

It would be rather hard for her to find the kinks in the armor, but when she could, she would exploit them.

Slindis, on the other hand, heard the response from Devon and 'ringed' him back. "In the armory of tyhe base, slthough it's we;ll-defended. Deadshot should be somewhere around there, so search there!"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg
Deadshot /W. MG EXCELSUS

While he was planning to do some badass speech about how he found this hulking machine, the eagerness of the group forced Deadshot to get inside before he was hit by something.
Thus, he quickly got inside the Cockpit of his shiny new Mecha, just as Devon and his new friends appeared.
[W-w-What!? EXCELSUS IS ONLINE?! WHO THE HELL IS PILOTING IT?! "LAUNCH IN PROGRESS"?! ATTENTION ALL BASE PERSONNEL, A ROUGE AGENT IS IN CONTROL OF THE EXCELSUS! REPEAT! EXCELSUS IS IN ENEMY CONTROL! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!] The Speaker on the PA Panicked, clearly the idea of someone other than a US Army Member controlling their mech was frightening him.
"Right...Where's the On Button...THERE WE GO!" The Assassin Mused as EXCELSUS roared to life, a feral roar marking it's activation.
"PREPARE FOR 10 BILLION DOLLARS WORTH OF PURE PAIN!...Jesus Christ...THIS. IS. AWESOME!" He shouted though the Mechs intercom as a pair of huge red hot blades unfolded as the Bipedal Deathmobile began to march forward on it's spider-like legs.

As the mech advanced, the entire warehouse began to move, ascending as the Launch Platform for the weapon was brought up to the surface, The Ceiling opening up to reveal the Desert Sky above them as they climbed through the rioting base.

EXCELSUS: ONLINE Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: Surface Elevator

[ATTENTION ALL BASE PERSONNEL, A ROUGE AGENT IS IN CONTROL OF THE EXCELSUS! REPEAT! EXCELSUS IS IN ENEMY CONTROL! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!] Shouted the Intercom, The sound of that message having instant effect among the remaining forces.
Aliens? No Problem.
Superheroes? Bring it on!
A Large Bipedal Tank with enough firepower to level an entire city? ...
Once word got out, the Base's guards and operatives dropped everything and focused on getting the hell out of there.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg
Deadshot /W. MG EXCELSUS

Devon recovered from the Teleport spell and took a good look, jumping back to get breathing room. "Okay, okay.... This isn't as bad as it looks... Just need to find out what I need to do here..." His eyes began to glow in a golden color as he focused intently on the machine, hoping he'd get an accurate reading from it.

Devon casts Know Vulnerabilities! It may be resisted, but if it connects, Devon will know all the weaknesses and resistances of the machine.

Level 2 spell Cooldown: 18 seconds
Level 4 spell Cooldown: 30 seconds

Upon seeing the machine, Ella let go of Devon and went up into the sky, pulling out the Kama from the Wheel and began firing some reddish energy blasts. THey were a decent strength, but they were more to test the armor of the machine. She didn't really expect any solid impacts from the first few attacks.

Melethia rolled under the blade, thanking her forethought in making sure her armor protected against heat based damage. With the size of those blades, though, she couldn't really afford to take any solid hits. The joints on this thing are well-made... I'll have to find a better way to hit this! She continued with a slice of her blade and a swing of her mace, trying to see how well she could do.

And finally, Slindis was a good bit more mobile here as she leaped over the slash and used the energy from the jump to try and slam one of the legs with a falling kick. "Rugal, tell me if you can see any good spots to hit here!"


"Adel, I'm going to let you leave. But just wait a minute." Dani said to him as a giant projector screen lowered down behind her. The room darkened and a film began to play on the screen. I know this probably won't have much significance to you, but it means the world to me." She said.

On the screen, a cloudy sky began come to light. There were obvious footsteps on gravel as adel saw his own face. It was bruised and battered and he could tell that whoever he was carrying was in a great deal of pain. That's when the person spoke. It was the Same voice that was speaking to him just a minute prior. The conversation seemed well, but after a while of walking and talking, she abrubtly ended the video just as their attentions were jerked to something. (On my phone, no way in hell finding the actual posts to quote from)
"You saved me but something I don't want to remember happened. I'll let you go on the condition that you let me go with you, I don't care where or for what, but I want to make it up to you. I want a chance to jog your memory. That's all I ask, the. You're free to go and do as you please, with all the assets of aperture to back you up in however you please." She said, her face full of hope.

"Well Wesker, it's the easiest way to smuggle something like that." She replied to Wesker, but was drawn to cortex on the computer as he plugged in the sphere via a cord that came in the case. He began to explore all the files unrestricted. However, there was a series of files that he couldn't pin down, they kept moving around and evading attempts to access them.[/spoiler]


The beginning of a man-made Gehenna (Apocalypse). Shawn, Rusty, Kent Paul & The Mafia.
Location: Area 69: Surface.

Once getting foot upon the surface's sandy ground, Shawn and CO heard the broadcast. Then a nearby hatch opened, which the group checked due to curiosity, since it could scare the pants off everyone in the base. Looking down in the lifted shaft, they could see something un-describable but it was almost too dark to see it. Luckily the Wanderer's helmet saw exactly what it was, plus it was playing some kind of loud music. "Once more ... it would be better if you guys left." Shawn said as he turned back to the rising machine.

"GO!" He yelled back to them, insisting they would leave or something really bad would happen. The Suits once more knew what to do as they spotted a number of unmanned tanks, cars, APCs and other military vehicles. Kent and Rusty were scared out of their minds but they felt reluctant to leave their savior ... but ultimately left as they saw his piercing gaze. Sighing, Shawn tapped the "On" button for his Jetpack, leaped back and pulled out his Shishkebab called Soul.

"Today you might live up to your full name." He chucked as the dust danced around him.


The instantaneous and sudden transportation of the group to the exterior of the facility was more than a little unnerving to both the Vampire and the Hunter as they viewed the world outside the Prison Level for the first time. It was not the massive bipedal machine that caused the reluctant partners to pale, it was the fact that the blue heavens above the field of battle were clear. There was no sign of Overworld, a massive ring of rocky satellites that surrounded Middleworld and Underworld, nor was there sign of the crystalline spires that had been built upon the constellation of islands. Instead there a single solitary sun that shined through a few lazy clouds that floated aimlessly through the azure horizon.

"Okay, okay.... This isn't as bad as it looks... Just need to find out what I need to do here..."

It was Devon's voice that broke Constance and Som from their stupor and brought the two back to the reality of the giant mechanical monstrocity that stood before them.

"Not a friend?" Som questioned the remainder of the group as he simultaneously drew Aureus from its holster. He was quite aware that his small arms fire would do little to the machine's armor except draw its attention, which was the principal intent of his actions.

"Doubt it!" The Cat-Eared Vampire responded in kind, her Shotgun already in her hands as she reached back to Teddy in order to retrieve a bundle of 12 gauge pulse ammunition.

[BLOOD MAGIC - Celerity] The Sorrowfeld Princess felt her hunger build as the blood in her veins left her body as she cast the spell that enhanced the quickness of her actions. Pumping the fore-end of her weapon, Constance ensured that it was empty before she swiftly loaded seven Pulse shells into the 12 Gauge.

As large as the metal beast before her was, Constance was sure that her attacks would do little in the way of permanent damage but her attacks should, theoretically, cause the Massive Nightmare to some problems as its systems recovered from her planned assault.


Constance's first attack against the beast cause a purple hued electrical discharge as the round found its mark.

Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg
Deadshot /W. MG EXCELSUS

The young Ashford stared at the towering mecha, or rather the Metal Gear, as it swiped it's giant bladed "arms" at the group and blasted it's "theme song" out of it's built-in speakers. David recognized very well where it was from, but he felt that it was... wrong for it to be here. Being in the world of Grand Theft Auto, specifically San Andreas? Sure, he could deal with it. A group of characters from different "fictitious" universes? Okay, not so bad. But a comic book villain riding a Metal Gear? That caused the Ashworth to snap, for some reason or another, despite this situation being somewhat similar to the others.

"Are you serious?" David said in a quiet, monotone voice. His eyes twitched, as did his hand, which was reaching for his pistol, forgetting that Ton Ton was on his shoulder, and disregarding the new faces in the group. "Are you serious?" He repeated once more, before pulling out his pistol, and fired at Excelsus's cockpit with a rage-filled cry of "NO!" every time he pulled the trigger, despite it doing practically nothing but bouncing off it's extremely durable exterior.

Once the cylinder was empty, he tossed the gun to the side, and drew his hunting knife, pointing it menacingly at the titanic automaton. "YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHAT DO YOU FUCKING THINK YOU'RE DOING?! HUH?! WHERE DO YOU GET THE GALL?!" David shouted in absolute fury. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU! I'M GOING TO RIP OPEN THAT FUCKING OVERSIZED TIN-CAN, AND I'LL STAB SO MANY KNIVES INTO YOU, THAT YOU'LL LOOK LIKE A FUCKING CENOBITE REJECT!"

Hadrian certainly heard the young man's ranting, but he was too busy trying to find a way to damage the thing. He leapt up and gripped onto an oncoming leg, trying to climb onto it's main body. His teeth rattled when it came down, nearly bucking him off. "Oho! You're a tough one, whatever you are! But I've dealt with worse than you!"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg
Deadshot /W. MG EXCELSUS

Devon responded back to Som in a rather blunt tone. "Not at all. It may seem a bit terse, but more important things were important, like the massive list of weaknesses.

Weaknesses like sushi bars, long walks on ocean beaches, baby birds crying for food, All of the known digits of the letter pi... In short, most of the weaknesses he was seeing were utterly useless. "The fuck is shillelagh oil supposed to be?!" He continued the search with added vigor so he could get something usable to pass to the rest of the group.

Ella did her part by blasting the areas that Constance was targeting to help chip away at the armoring. After all, there was no way she wanted to get anywhere near the legs of that machine, and she would have a lot more mobility in the air. Plus, the ground combat was already rather crowded.

Melethia rolled back and handed David the throwing knife she had lent him earlier again. "It's well-made, but I'll tell you if I can find the chink in its armor. Could someone stop with the sound, though?" Apparently she hadn't heard much of speakers...

Finally, Slindis continued chipping away at the leg that was nearest, keeping the knowledge that it could easily step on her in her head the whole time. Since she was farthest from Hadrian, it would help split the focus.


Area 69: MIB Sector: Weapons Research: David (West), Caim, Angelus, Ton Ton, Melethia, Slindis, David (Ashford), Devon, Ella, Constance, Som, Hadrian, Cadolbolg


As David A. began his ranting against the Metal Gear, Ton Ton found himself a bit unbalanced on the young Ashford's shoulder, almost looking to fall over.

Cadolbolg climbed out of Devon's shirt and took to the air as the bard began searching the mech for weaknesses, and sensed his pact partner's panic on David's shoulder. Looking around, he saw the Tonberry, and swooped in, finally catching Ton Ton as the fell from David (who was still very distracted by Melethia and the mech).

"Nice catch! But what are you doing here? Weren't you with Devon? And who are some of these people?"
"It's a long story. I'll catch you up with them when it's all over, okay?"
"Very well. Now lets try to take out those speakers, everyone says it's driving them crazy."

With a small nod, the reunited Cutie Bruisers began whirling around the mech, the turtle dragon baby shooting fire and lightning at it's body while they looked for the speakers.

Angelus, on the other hand, noticed very quickly that they were now in open air, and ran to her pact partner 'sending', "Caim, my mask!"
"Dragon, I am in the middle of trying to get this damn thing to charge it's magic, I'm a little busy right now!"

Indeed, Caim was chopping away at one of the mech's legs, trying to build a charge in Slaughterism (and try to follow Constance's lead in shooting some lightning magic of his own) when the dragon-turned-human had arrived; and looked particularly irritated that the blade was not having as much of an effect as he would have liked. The Dragon rolled her eyes and said, "Just give me the damn mask, and I'll get you up top it?"

Caim paused for a moment at the thought, before being yanked out the way by Angelus, as the mech moved to try and crush him and the warrior gave a nod, reaching into the Armory and procuring what the dragon wanted, "Make it quick."

The next thing anyone could see, a brilliant red dragon with a mortal rider appeared, and the fully restored Angelus let out a great roar before shouting, "I believe a rematch between the two of us is due!"

Area 69: MIB Sector: Research Lab: Rugal, Jenny, Teri, "Alien"

Teri gave Jenny a small nod and whispered in a mildly jovial, "Very true. What bugs me though is that no matter what cool thing or place we get into, it tries to kill us! It'd be nice if we could go somewhere and not cause, or be part of, a disaster, you know?"

The Cleric's mild bit of meta humor was cut short when Dimitri took over the Intercom again and shouted, "Ah, I found the room you are questing for, Madam! When you come to another intersection, turn right! The pathway will lead you to a holding area! And make haste! Something called the METAL GEAR: EXCELUS has launched! The troops have made motion to take care of it, but in their panicked state, you may very well get caught in the crossfire!"

Were the Cleric not holding onto a running direwolf, she would have stopped in her tracks do the sheer weight of that statement. Her mouth hung slack for a moment before shouting, "You gotta be kidding me. THEY HAVE A FUCKING METAL GEAR?!"
"Language, Madam, your father is right over there-"
"I don't think he cares right now!"
"Regardless, you should let your 'Alien' friend know, right..?'"

Taking a face to a palm, Teri gave a nod, and shouted, "Take the next right! Your ship is there!"

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