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originally posted in:Gydaton RP
8/26/2016 9:34:14 PM
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Wyatt took some time to assess the situation.
"The whole warship is on lockdown, so the teleportation chamber is disabled," he said, looking toward Mortar as he did. "So, we're going to have to fly our way out of here on a ship. We've got to hurry."
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*Mortar nods, a little pissed at both himself and everyone pissed at him* Mortar: Caesar has a ship. ISIC can pilot it over here, right ISIC? ISIC: You know I can! Oh, and Wyatt, tell Brutus I'm coming for his kneecaps. Mortar: ENOUGH WITH THE DAMN KNEECAPS! *Mortar shakes around his PST a little* How come we can't use this?
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"Teleportation fields," Wyatt restated. "They prevent any unidentified teleportation signal from leaving the warship, which was why we needed to sync up the PST with it; but, since the teleportation sector is disabled, we have to steal a ship from the starship bay. And no, whoever ISIC is, he can't bring the ship here; there are turrets covering the outside of the warship." Wyatt began to dash away, then turned back. "I'm heading over there right now. Aren't you guys coming?" Reese looked toward Clara, and they followed behind. "I hope you kno' what ya doin', mon," Wilson buzzed.
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*Cyan looks at Mortar, Mortar looks at Cyan, and they run over to follow you. Caesar is nowhere to be seen* Mortar: Alright, what is your plan kid? Cyan: So long as we can all get out alive. ISIC: Speaking of, where's Caesar.
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Edited by Cayde: 8/27/2016 12:07:04 AMThey ran down the hallway and turn the corner into a large room. As soon as they do so, however, Onus and ten soldiers stood in front of them; the soldiers pointed their guns, unwavering. "Well well," Onus stated, rhetorically. "Looks like you did make the same mistake. I'm going to give you one last chance, WM-7812. It's over. Let them go; they are enemies to the state of the SHG, and I don't want to waste my most talented lieutenant." Wyatt turned back toward Clara, who looked with lost eyes, then turned back to face Onus. "No," Wyatt responded, sternly, "I'm not going to be a puppet anymore; I'm man, not pawn." Onus tisked and nodded in disapproval, then gave a small smirk. "So be it," he stated. Subsequently, he flung out a small handgun with a dart mounted on the top and fired at Wyatt. Wyatt flinched, and Clara jumped right in front of him and took the shot. She stood still, looking toward the area she was punctured in, then looked back at Onus. He laughed, maniacally. "You stupid little girl," he input. Suddenly, Clara's body began to fizzle, and silver liquid began to pour over. Panicked, she covered her face in agony and ran into a wall and slid down, leaving a large silver smear on the steel wall and emitting a muffled scream. Her voice became more gurgled, and she huddled against the corner of the wall. "No!" Reese shouted, beginning to run to Clara; Wyatt held him back. "It was a cellular distorter" Onus slated. "Well, I have business to attend to." He looked toward the soldiers then pointed toward his targets. "Finish them." Afterward, he drew his sword and teleported away, taking Mortar with him. Wyatt set his rifle at stun and aimed at the soldiers. Reese drew his daggers, and Clara was still curled up against the wall.
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*Cyan runs over to Clara while Mortar draws his sword. But instead of using it at the moment he forms an iron ball and hurls it at them* Mortar: okay, NOW I HAVE THE RIGHT TO KILL THEM! ISIC: Do not worry about your pets; they'll starve to death! *After ISIC says that a vent on the ceiling is kicked off, landing on them. Caesar jumps out, his assault rifle shooting anything bad*
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Wyatt was able to stun one of the guards, while Reese jabbed at another one. Somewhat perplexed, Wyatt looked down at the fallen soldiers. "This was one of my squads," he stated, his voice shaking a little. He then looked toward Caesar: "We'll talk about this later." One of the guards was still breathing, critically wounded. Wyatt walked toward him and perched down. The soldier looked toward his commander. "I'm sorry, sir," the guard croaked, apologizing. "It was orders. Orders...was all I've known...I'm sorry..." He then gave a proper salute, then died. Wyatt placed the soldier's gun on his dead hands. "All is forgiven, comrade," Wyatt responded. "You fought bravely." He then got up and walked over to Clara. Reese dashed over and looked over Cyan. "What happened to her?" Reese asked, half sending he already knew the answer. "Clara..." Soon after, Clara looked up at the people surrounding her. She was different. Her whole body and her hair was a silver liquid, dripping and leaving small metallic puddles on the floor. When she looked up, her eyes were a stark, blank white, the only thing on her face. Steadily, she got up against the wall and walked toward Reese, her footsteps leaving silver footprints. Reese looked at his daughter, speechless. Wyatt looked toward her with a sorry glance, feeling responsible for this. Meanwhile, Onus and Mortar were in a small, dark room, lit only by the small red lights on the ceiling. "A certain in dormant has told me about you," Onus told him. "He said you were the commander of an underworld army, son of a ruthless totalitarian monarch." He walked around Mortar, who was at the center of the room. "I suspected you would come here. As such, I took Clara partly to lure you here. Hmm..." Onus glanced at his feet, chuckled, then looked back toward Mortar. "She should be a walking mud puddle by now. You're an interesting specimen, Gore Arsenata. A victory over you would be a triumph for the SHG. Now, let's see who's the superior commander." Onus then drew out his kryanium sword and stood in jousting position, his left arm behind his back. "En garde."
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You think you're getting a fair fight? *Before you can react Mortar slashes at the man's chest* Do NOT say that name again. Gore is dead, he is a past life. You have no honor, and it will be a pleasure to kill you. *His eyes get darker* *Meanwhile Cyan is trying to find ways to save Clara* Cyan: I have a way we can save her, Reese, but you're not gonna like it...
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Onus smirked, then parried Mortar's next swings and jabbed at the shoulder of Mortar's sword arm. "Try me," Onus taunted. He then took a counterattack stance, ready to party the next blow. Back in the other room, Clara was banging the wall, enraged at what she had become. Reese looked in emotional agony. He then looked hesitantly at Cyan. "What can you do?"
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*Mortar, clearly pissed, forms a massive iron ball, hurling it at Onus* You are nothing. You speak of honor but your actions prove the opposite. The way you treat innocent people is cruel. *Cyan nervously draws out an icy blue dagger* Cyan: This knife has the ability to freeze anyone. We could possibly put her in cryosleep.
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Onus chuckled. "You're hardly different than I am," Onus remarked. "You slaughtered thousands, targeted and innocent, without mercy. You took pride in killing your enemies just as I do in my conquests, bearing the heads of your fallen victims before crowds of people. The only difference between you and I was that I'm aware of what I do. Hmm..." Onus snapped his fingers, placing a steel pad on both of Mortar's palms. "Just so you don't get any ideas," he stated. He then lunged at Mortar and parried, causing him to drop his sword. Meanwhile, Reese looked at Clara, who was now staring blankly with her white eyes at both him and Cyan. He then looked back at Cyan, baffled. "How long?" He asked, trying to hold back the wave of emotion he had inside him. Wyatt could only watch, helpless and somewhat remorseful. Wilson buzzed from Reese's gauntlets: "What's happenin', mon? I was over helpin' ISIC deactivate the turrets! Oh, Clara..."
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*The sword dissipates into the ground, as does Mortar, just without the cuffs. He reappears behind you, then slashes at you* Cyan: At least ten hours. Though she will be disfigured and may need major organ surgery
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Onus falls to his knees, blood dripping from his mouth; he coughed. He then turned to face Mortar. "Good blow," he observed, coughing even more as he did. "No one has ever bested me before. But alas, here I am. I admit defeat. Take my blade as a trophy if you wish. However..." He quickly draws out a poison dagger and stabs Mortar in the chest. "I'm not one to die without assurance." With that, he released the dagger and fell to the floor, a puddle of blood forming beneath him. [obtained Onus's Sword and a ship key] ----------------------- "What kind of organ surgery?" Reese asked, frantically. "What kind of disfigurement?" Clara thoughtfully looked at her silver, liquid hands. What else is there to disfigure, she thought to herself. She was already a freak. Afterward, she looked at Cyan, beginning to come to acceptance of her fate.
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*Mortar begins coughing up massive amounts of a strange fungal spore* I have died before. I will die again. But it will not be today. *The fungus seems to close the wounds and make the poison not as effective. Meanwhile Cyan is disinfecting the dagger* The skin will be mishapped. The lungs could collapse and she would need artificial ones. Same as the heart.
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Reese was devastated. He sat on the floor to recollect himself. However, he couldn't hold his emotions back any longer; he put his hands against his face and began to cry, feeling that he failed his daughter. Suddenly, he felt a wet hand touch his shoulder. It was Clara, who then gave him an easing and accepting look. She then hugged him, and he hugged back, leaving silver markings all over his cloak. Then, she looked to Wyatt and kissed him, and went over to Cyan. She hugged her as well, then held out her arm and nodded in confirmation. It was quiet.
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*Cyan nods as Mortar stumbles in* Mortar: Clara! What happened? Cyan: Mortar. I'm sorry, but we... We have to freeze her to keep her alive. Mortar: Wh-what? No. There has to be another way! Cyan: I wish there was... But anything we can do will take time, and we don't have it. Mortar: alright. If that is the only way. *Mortar, with sadness in his eyes, walks over to Clara and hugs her hard, but gently enough to not hurt her* See ya later Clara. *When he lets go Cyan waits a minute before walking up. After nodding, eyes filled with regret, she slowly stabs a hole in Clara's arm. She becomes solid again but cannot move as the warmth leaves her body, turning her into a human statue. When it is done, Cyan backs up* Cyan: I'm sorry, Reese. Hopefully this will fix her. We can get her artificial organs and give her the best plastic surgery to make her look as she did before this happened. She will become as she was again.
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Reese looked down at the frozen Clara. "I hope so," Reese said, worriedly. He hugged Cyan, grateful for what she's done. "I don't know what I--we would have done without you," he said as he did so. Wyatt knelt down toward Clara and touched her cheek for a few seconds. "You truly are extraordinary," he whispered. He then got up and stood next to the others. Wilson then beeped through Reese's gauntlets as he was hugging Cyan: "Poor Clara...Wait. Aren' ya people gonna carry her know and ' escape?" Reese suddenly let go of Clara. "Oh--yeah," he said, collecting himself. "We should probably do that."
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Mortar: Yeah. I have a key card from Onus, and a sword. Oh, by the way. *He hands Cyan the blade, which she accepts* ISIC: I think I got the Turrets deactivated. Not sure if that Brutus guy knows about it though. Mortar: If he does then he WILL die. I don't care if he thinks himself invisible. EVERYTHING has a weakness. Cyan: I'll help Reese carry Clara back to safety. Caesar and Mortar, find a way out of here, and defend us if anyone comes.
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Wyatt heads toward the other end of the room. "You said you've got a ship key, right?" Wyatt asked Mortar, rhetorically. "I know a way out." Wyatt and the others headed down a series of hallways, sneaking by the alerted guards (the warship was still on lockdown). Soon, they came across a large, open starship bay. Large waves of freed prisoners stormed the area, shouting and jacking the docked ships. When Wyatt walked forward, a former prisoner of war came up to him: "We're free!" he shouted, shaking Wyatt as he did. "We're free!" He ran off, raising his arms and yelling for the joy of freedom. In the center was a large squad of soldiers, led by Brutus, who swung and fired at the large crowds of former prisoners. "I will crush your skulls!" Brutus bellowed. He then swung his hammer downward at the crowd, smashing some into a bloody pulp. "Fight me!" The soldiers fired at the crowds, decimating them. Wyatt turned back to face the others behind him. "Looks like we've got company," Wyatt observed. "Reese and Cyan, make sure none of the soldiers see you with Clara. Mortar, Caesar and I will take care of Brutus."
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*Before saying anything to Wyatt Mortar yells out at Brutus* Mortar: You know what?! I'm really disappointed... No, pissed! We're upgrading to pissed... At you. You are nothing but criminals, and every criminal can be stopped. You deem yourself invincible, but you have never fought ME before! *You watch in horror as he begins to float. A large metal ball forms around him. Inside, Mortar is changing. His arms become larger, thicker, stronger. His feet become talons. He becomes much larger and more durable. His neck elongates and his head looks much more dragon like. He sprouts four massive leathery wings. Three massive arms protrude from his back, attached to them a cannon bigger than that on a tank. He bursts out of the orb changed. He lets out an ear crushing roar. This is Bahamortar. This is Gore.* Gore: Face me like a man! *Meanwhile, Cyan is holding Reese and Clara close to her, finding cover. She has seen him only once do this before, and it destroyed an entire race. She definitely does NOT want to be in his line of fire.*
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As Mortar/Gore bursted out of his iron ball, the escaping prisoners run away in fear. Brutus orders his men behind him, who are armed with rocket launchers. Meanwhile, Wyatt took cover behind a stack of large steel crates with Caesar. "Ha!" Brutus bellowed, giving a roaring laugh as he did. "I will face you as Goliath!" Suddenly, large kryanium beams and plates emerged from his back, and his tank-like armor grew steadily in size. Afterward, his suit turned into a large mech, twice the size of Gore. He looked down at him and cracked his knuckles, which were spiked and glowing with heat. As he did, an array of turrets and torpedoes emerged from his shoulders. He then drew out a large, buzzing war hammer. With his other hand, he flicked his heated finger at Gore, sending him flying to the opposite wall. "You god-mod," he shouted, "[i]I[/i] god-mod!" Aiming his projectiles, he began firing a continuous flurry of rockets and energy bullets, piercing Gore and holding him back against the wall. His soldiers followed suit.
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[spoiler]dude. He's like forty feet tall right now[/spoiler] *Gore dissolves into the wall* You call yourself strong. But you'll die just as everyone else who faced me. *A large portal opens up behind the soldiers, multiple large winged imps with fireballs in their hands run through, slaughtering everything they can. Cyan's eyes widen* Cyan: We gotta move. NOW.
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[spoiler]It's a big hangar.[/spoiler] Reese looked toward Cyan. "We can't go..." Reese stated. "Mortar's got the key card to the ship." The soldiers turned toward the portal. They gathered large, steel box frames and placed them together, forming mobile gatling turrets; they mounted them and began firing at the incoming demons, holding most of them back inside the portal. Meanwhile, Wyatt and Caesar were grouping up with Reese and Cyan and headed over to an available ship (most were already taken by the escaping prisoners of war). Brutus wrestled with Gore, beating him with his large hammer and flaming fists. He flung Gore a distance from himself and fired with his shoulder turrets. The others huddled behind a starship, peeking over at the nearby sporadic. "Cyan, you've got to stay here, watch over Clara," Reese told. "I have to get the key card from Mortar." "The higher-ranking starships have a self-destruct security system," Wyatt reminded. "If we try to break in without it, we'll be ashes." Around them, there were already the ruins of detonated ships, the corpses of both prisoners and soldiers littering them. "I'll come with you," Wyatt said, looking at Reese. "This is my fight just as much as it is yours." "No," Reese responded. "I've got to go alone; I can't risk anyone else here getting hurt." He then looked at Cyan, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Stay," he repeated, looking straight into her eyes. "I promise he won't get hurt." He hesitated. "I love you." He let go, then turned and ran toward the fight, flinging his mask on. Wilson buzzed at Reese through his mask: "I'll be wit' ya 'till da end." Reese smiled. "You're just as stupid as I am," he replied. "I kno' dat."
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*Mortar quickly notices Reese and retreats slightly to run over to him* What are you doing? *Mortar forms a massive iron ball to take out the soldiers as the demons fire fireballs and purple blades. He forms another the block any incoming shots* You don't have the key card, I forgot. *He hands you the card* Just take a ship and get as far away as possible.
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[spoiler]Well that was a bit anticlimactic. ._.[/spoiler] "Got it," Reese acknowledged, shooting down a few soldiers to his side with his SAOR as he did. "But what about--" Brutus noticed Reese when he came up to Mortar, and fired a flurry of bullets at him. Reese shook, bullets piercing his body, and fell to the floor. "Ha!" Brutus bellowed. "A menace to the SHG has been conquered!" Brutus drew back his hammer, aiming at the lying Reese.
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No! *Mortar grabs Reese before Brutus can do anything and holds him on his back. He grabs Brutus and smashes him into the ground. He uses his PST to blink Reese back to Cyan, who quickly hugs him hard*
