Robo N8's eye turned to purple and a flare shot out from his body, at the current rate, he would burn out and become a useless pile of rubbish like the tortodrone's shell.
Hour’s Till Midnight (RP Thread)
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 13:58
#202
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 12:43
#203
I thought I might find you here...
(Cut and paste, OOC thread.)
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 12:42
#204
OOC Posts.
((At the start of this Thread there is a link to the OOC Thread...Use it next time instead of breaking Character here. Thank you.))
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 14:26
#205
Respite
The light brought a calming sense of security as Jurak made his way to the group. seeing the robot in shambles, he ignored it for a time, taking a few of it's busted off peices to mend his own jaw. Though he did get it back in funtioning order, it's appearance was much more frightening than before, changing his looks from a old cyborg into a warboss. After seeing to himself, he began to fix up the robot, you can never have enough protection right?
"So.."
Jurak said, keeping his attention on the messy wires.
"Which one of you %^&*' Shot me?"
He said, slamming the access pannel shut, finishing his repairs.
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 14:58
#206
Standing back up
As Robo N8 was being repaired, his eye went white. After the repairs where done, his eye started spinning around like a "loading icon" and after a few minutes, his eye changed back to red. Robo N8 stretched his arms out and used them to stand back up and started clattering his claws together again and thanked the person who repaired him. Robo N8 looked around and saw the dark hall.
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 21:21
#207
I don't know what to do again...
Ark looks around the area... " strange , there is only some zombie and pepperkat. Usually they attack in groups like a bunch of piranha.. if thats soo maybe there is a shark around here " ark said
( note : Dark you can spawn the mini boss anytime now.. i have run out of idea or at least spawn a bunch of enemy.. )
Sat, 01/25/2014 - 21:25
#208
Gradus sheepishly raised his hand in answer to Jurak's question.
"Oops?"
He rummaged through his bag, and came up with exactly nothing useful. His Iron Slug was useless for the time being, unless he managed to find a nice cache of ammunition in a treasure box, which wasn't that unlikely. Even so, right now his combat skill was pretty much nil, even less than before, which was very bad in a place like the Candlestick Keep.
"How bout let's get to th' elevator before we die first, then I can apologize and stuff."
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 05:24
#209
HOW ABOUT
-THWACK!-
The loud noise coming from Jurak's cane bopping Gradus over the head
"Next time, you shoot at me, ye had better kill me, or i'ma bloody break ya in half"
He said, angrily.
"Now comon, this room over here should be the treasure room. Lets get outta here before they fix this place up."
opening the grand doors, a large amount of treasure boxes a of various assortments adorned the shadowed room. Litteral piles of wealth for the taking, but who would dare? For with every horde comes its dragon, and this dragon took the shape of a slag dreadnaught.
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 05:05
#210
Moving towards the treasure room
Robo N8 saw something happen but didn't pay much attention. Robo N8 started walking forward and saw lots of kats and walkers repairing the place. Thankfully, Robo's weight was so much, the path constantly creaked, slowly weakening it. After traveling for a few minutes, he saw treasure and a Dreadnaught. Robo N8 prepared his claws to grab the shield...
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 05:12
#211
Better pick up the pace...
Molpos was really distracted by everything and when he snapped back to reality. He looked around and saw the robot walking by and had to rush to keep up with everyone. Molpos run ahead and managed to see the lift but a Dreadnaught was in the road...
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 06:56
#212
Take me to the party
The Slag Deadnaught looked up at them for a moment as if judging what he was going to do. Coming to some kind of conclusion the creature took it's weapon and tapped the ground three times, three loud rings ran forth as the candles in the room went out. The only light came from the Slag Walkers and the Grimalkin who appeared behind the Deadnaught.
It must have known about the marks men because it did everything it could to blend into the other Slag Walkers who came to join the fight. Even going as far as to summon more Slag Walkers from there sleep and move away. Yet no matter what the creature did in the dark the Grimalkin kept watching at the gate, blocking the path to the Elevator, watching the Survivor's in the dark. And with no Embers or anything the light the candles it was not going anywhere fast.
((Make your attacks as you feel. You have Ten Post's to kill the Deadnaught and win a prize in the RP for later on. Other wise you just get the normal money for wining.))
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 07:16
#213
Grabbing the shield
Robo N8 watched as the environment changed and locked back onto the Dreadnaught's shield. Robo N8 run towards the Dreadnaught and used his claws to latch onto the shield. If Robo N8 got hit, the shield would be removed but he also knew he would most likely get destroyed but, if it meant the knights would survive, he would do it.
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 08:53
#214
What a move!
The Slag Deadnaught did not even have to move as he watched the robot charge at it. With a slow movement it waited till there was just enough space so it could charge with out miss. And with that, the Deadnaught bolted.
As quickly as it hit the Robot was quickly impaled with the spear followed by getting knocked back to the entrance from the force of the charge. Laughing the Deadnaught sunk back into the shadow's, knowing there only set of eyes on it in the darkness was not some what immoble. Do to the darkness it blended in with the rest of its Slag Walker brothers making it look like one of the same. At some point the Slag Walkers started to jumble up then fanned out once more to conseal their stronger brother.
The Grimelkin meowed angerly as it was wanting to attack the Living in the room, but remained steady for at any moment it could move in and do its worst.
((Sin, your Robot would not die from this, but walking will not be a challenge. A lance just went into your chest and might have caused some damage to the pannles and electronics's of your PC. Not dead, but maybe you can lend some support if anyone can get him standing.))
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 12:58
#215
Attacking the walkers...
Molpos watched as the robot got knocked back, he looked and saw the Dreadnaught hiding with the other walkers. Molpos launched his saw blades to tear apart the walkers and then back-flipped while tossing a Venom Veiler to weaken their attack but he couldn't harm the Dreadnaught until he lost his shield or Molpos could attack his back.
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 14:15
#216
Cover me
The situation seemed hopeless, they couldn't be everywhere at once! ...could they? A brilliant idea popped into Jurak's head.
"Cover me, fellas, I have a plan"
Jurak said, pushing the robot back onto it's feet, and enabling it's support mode. After which, he got out a small tranciever and began to radio in a wicked surprise
((You must defend Jurak through 2 Darkwatck posts for it to work))
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 14:00
#217
Flashy.
Alexander watched from the back, keeping his eyes on the Deadnaught that kept fading in & out of sight against the rest of its minions. He rummaged around in his coat, pulling out a red bullet, with a flashing yellow light attached to its underside. Opening up the ammo-chamber to his rifle, he slotted in the round, and pulled the reloading mechanism back into place, loading the round in.
The Ranger looked down the sights, following the deadnaught's movements. Inhaling he tracked the Deadnaught weaving in and out of the shadows. As he exhaled, he aimed his shot toward the shoulder of the beast. The flashing round sped toward its targets, lodging itself into the armoured plating. The round did not detonate, but flashed a very bright light from its embedded position.
"Target marked! With that tracer round, he won't be slipping into the shadows again any time soon".
Alex clicked back the reloading mechanism, loading a regular shot into position, and took a shot, incapacitating a few slags with the divine fury of his Holy rifle. He looked back, to see his remaining Ranger recruit breathing normally, still out-for-the-count though. Alexander remained ever focussed on attaining a prime line of fire between the eyes of the big-guy if he could get it...
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 20:17
#218
Gradus quickly moved the mender rune closer to the damaged construct, as the severed circuits slowly began to reassemble. Judging by the damage, it would be quite a while before the robot could be as good as before the impact. With a brandish of his wand, beams of crimson light shot out and engulfed the entire enemy group around them, red beams flickering among the red Undead. Each monster's speed suddenly halved as Gradus's wand worked its magic, and the Slag Deadnaught's turns left it open for much longer before it remingled slowly with the group of Slags.
"It should be easier t' hit tha thing now!"
Sun, 01/26/2014 - 21:16
#219
Thats what you think (7 more left.)
From the back round a Knight sat watching the whole affair. It was quiet imusing to him truth be told, still keeping his mouth shut he did his job and lined up a shot. If anything his job was to make sure they where delayed as long as possible. It seemed time was on his side for this as he took the shot, revealing himself to the other knights who he just took a shot at. His target was the medic, knowing full well if the healing person was down, they would be down.
This fact the Deadnaught seemed to understand as well as it aimed it's self from the shadows and charged full speed at the Mender, his spell having no effect on the hulking undead. As it charged it ripped out the tracking device that was implanted into its armor and slammed it into the body of a Slag Walker that it ran by. The exchange was done rather quickly, if anyone was not paying attention they would be losing the Mender, as well as the Slag Deadnaught.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 00:59
#220
Well , i hate deadnaughts for sure so...
" Seriously ! Ark guys need to stop terrorising everyone you see ! " Ark said , pointing to the deadnaught . He spins around , then brambles on his body began to get launch one by one. The barbs stabs to the deadnaughts sheild armor and other stuff , it did not pierce but it slowed down the deadnaught and seems to cause some little damage to it too. " Tch... too bad you are made of fire.." Ark grumbles as he turn his sheild to toxic again. he slammed the ground , and a pilliar of green mist came out from the ground . The mist pilliar start to move at a fast speed like a tornado , then it surrounds the deadnaught.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 04:38
#221
Sneaky.
The Ranger noticed the slight resonating sound in the air of a shot being fired. It wasn't him, his recruit was still down, and no-one else had a weapon capable of even using a barrel. Alexander breathed slower to try and make out what the culprit could have been, until he saw a slight shift in the shadows toward the back of the force.
Hoping the rest of the group could handle the behemoth, Alex hoisted himself up, atop onto the surrounding blocks, walling the level. Staying close to the shadows, he began to sneak around to the back of the group, willing to confront the mystery marksman.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 06:49
#222
A shot rang out through the air like a crisp bell, amidst whispers and groans of the undead. Time seemed to slow down for a moment as Gradus felt a moment of impending doom. He turned around just in time to see the bullet and know he wouldn't have time to evade it.
The mender couldn't resist a groan as the bullet struck him in the rib like a hammerblow, knocking him flat on his back. It was like being hit by a Tortodrone dead-on. And he'd been hit by a pretty strong Tortodrone before. The pain wasn't so biting as the fact that he was now crippled and out of most of the fight. A searing pain was ripping through his torso, but his mental self-disappointment at having failed again was simply much mo-
Wait...
His fingers hastily moved towards the area of impact, and found that the bullet had been slowed down by his armor enough to have only wedged into his ribcage an inch or so. He could still move a bit, but his left side was on fire. Good thing he was right handed. He reached into his armor, lodged out a bit of shrapnel, and plucked out a dusty Single-Target Emergency Medical Beam. His fingers fumbled with the activation as he tucked the device back in his armor, as it slowly began to remedy his injury. With that and his healing rune, he'd be fine in a few minutes.
Hopefully.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 09:00
#223
Silently sneaking around and attacking
Molpos saw the Dreadnaught charging out from the shadows and attacking the damaged robot. After words, he heard a bullet going by and it hurt the gremlin. Molpos wanted the Dreadnaught to die before he was concerned about that. He tossed his saw blades at the Dreadnaught's back and then rushed towards him and tossed his final Venom Veiler at the Dreadnaught. Molpos quickly run back into the shadows waiting to re-strike.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 11:30
#224
I am liking the team work! (6 left for a prize)
[Depth 20: Candlestick Keep, Burning Blackout]
Taking the hits from the saw Blades in the back the Slag Deadnaught just laughed as he blocked the Venom Veiler with it's shield. Clearly these knights where not thinking as the Poison was doing nothing at all to the Undead creature. Instead it just roared and slammed its weapon into the ground, heat starting the boil up from under the surface of the level. It seemed a second Slag Deadnaught walked from the shadows, followed by a third, and a forth! How could there have been more then one hiding in the darkness, or was this another trick.
Quickly the Slag Deadnaughts started to run back into the darkness, the Grimalkin meowing in there direction as its dark purple maw, glowing in the darkness, started to move. In its wake the creature left behind a locked gate with no opening panel of any kind. What ever was controlling the creature before must have stopped for three more Grimalkin's could have been heard rising up and moving just outside of sight range. The battle here was starting to look grim as it became a guessing game, and should they chose wrong, it could end up with a bad ending.
Meanwhile the unknown marksmen looked at the approaching Ranger and just smiled as a new round was fired in his direction. Followed by what looked like a energy casing being dumped down out of a rifle of some kind. Before it could have been identified the sound of a blade was heard being drawn, and Alex was about to fight an unknown assassin in the dark.
In the fighting, the sound of the elevator could have been heard, on the console a red and black eye became frighteningly clear. Some one had changed the course the elevator was going, a one way trip down into the Terminal of the Clockworks.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 13:29
#225
Where is Gwen?
I'm such a coward!
Gwen cowered in the corner of the elevator, unable to bring herself to even peek out at her foes, let alone help in the fight against them. She could here the eerie groans of the dreadnaughts, the deafening echoes of gunshots, and the anguished death cries of the doomed and departed. She whimpered and drew closer to the floor, hating every moment of her existence in this disgusting level.
Suddenly, the elevator began to move. She opened one eye, then the other, and peeked up at the control panel.
Terminal.
Swarm.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 13:36
#226
You done incurred MY wrath son
"Well Then #$%^&*# put me at top priority!"
Jurak screamed into the transceiver. A few mumbled responses in thick gremlin accent could be heard over the mic
"Fine whatever! Cordnates are as follows"
Jurak said, spewing a plethora of gremlin codes before hanging up. Grabbing his cane, he stood up took two steps backwards.
"Well now, I hope you're ready"
Jurak said, in a sinister snicker
"To test gremlin engineering!"
Out stretching his arms as panels flipped up from the ground. He knew he had called in some extra firepower, but the result surprised Jurak even.
Six gun puppies bearing the emblem of Emberlight appeared with three on both sides of the court. However, He hadn't said which kind of puppies he wanted, so the boys tossed him a viable cocktail of offense. Left side had two shock puppies, while right sported two slush puppies, and both had a rocket puppy between.
"Ready, steady, FIRE!"
Jurak said, as the machinations began their barrage.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 14:19
#227
The first post.
"Let's see... Everything together?" I double check my bag. "Firotech... Strike needle... Food... Spare clothes... Oh yeah." I look over to the ascended caliber hung from my wall "Going to need this." I raise it off the stand. I'm obviously not the best at swordplay... At ALL, but it's useful on occasion, and I like haveing it around simply to make me feel good. "Well that's everything. Better get going." I head for the arcade.
No, I did not mean a place to spend money on electronic games, I meant the entrance to the clockworks. I had heard earlier that a group of people were going down to fight the swarm, and while they had left a while ago, I decided I wanted in on it for... Various reasons. Besides, I highly doubt that they're already there. Ready to get started, i went over to the nearest available terminal to head down to emberlight.
((Is this good for a first post? Any problems?))
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 15:25
#228
No! (5 left!)
The Marksmen looked at the newly emerged puppies. With a grumble the man pulled out what looked like a cooked Dark Retribution bomb. If anyone could have seen under the hood the man had on, they could have seen the face of anger. Tossing the bomb it landed right infront of the Gremlin opperating the Puppies, followed by what looked like a Green energy bolt directly at the Rocket Puppies.
It was a dead on hit.
With a angry hiss the Deadnaugh's army shrank by two. The copies still stayed hidden even as Slag Walkers slowly shambed up from the grave. The smell of cold fuel and brimstone seemed to permeate the air. From behind the sound of a Grimalkin was heard as it moved up to the female bundled up in a ball. Slowly it was already planing its next strike.
((Dmatter, lets try third-person perspective from now on. Don't say I, talk as if your explaining it from a outside your body. Use Proper-names and pastens nouns/Verbs/Ablatives))
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 15:54
#229
Protect the woman!
Molpos looked around and saw lots of chaos emerging when he noticed someone missing. He looked around and saw her cowering and a Grimalkin was going to harm her. Molpos also couldn't tell which of the Dreadnaught's was the one he was attacking and decided to protect the woman.
As Molpos rushed to her, he realized "I need to take the blow, I can survive it but I won't be able to fight, like that robot." Molpos carefully thought and decided to protect the woman, no matter what. Molpos dashed through the Grimalkin but when it reached his mouth, the Grimalkin bit Molpos which also made him face plant the lift...
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:10
#230
((The Elevator/Lift is blocked off on the other side of the Treasure Room Creeper))
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:19
#231
Woman help!
Jurak was barking orders to the puppies (who couldn't understand him anyway) before he saw it. The bomb exploded at his feet before he could get a word off. Though he could've shrugged off the blast in his youth, any damage was bad for him in his advanced age. The dark energy seared his hide slightly when he triede to stand up. Keeping low (Quite a feat for his age i must add) he crawled away from the blast, letting the puppies cover him. There was only one name he knew to call..
"Awwgh! Gwen! Help. me. PLEASE!"
He screamed, trying to get on his feet. Though it seemed his call went un answered as his cry echoed through the room
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:23
#232
Ace.
Alexander looked around his vicinity for the noise of an unsheathing blade. He knew the shot against him was from the same marksman, and he'd had enough of playing around. The Ranger pulled out his own blade from the sheathe on his leg, and scoured the area. He saw a figure appear by the edge of the upper platform, his shape defined against the illumination provided by the explosions and slag-fire below.
He crept behind the marksman, using his stealth training provided by the Recon Rangers (wouldn't be great Recon without it, eh?). As soon as the mysterious marksman threw the bomb down toward the group, an energy blade appeared through his chest, held by a ticked off Ranger.
"Im not a Veteran for nothing, you upstart, little sh-"
The blade buzzed, and sent a shock status through the marksman's body. By the time he had finished spasming, Alexander had already unholstered his rifle, and made a swing against the Marksman's head. With a split second, yet critical bash, the Mysterious no-good Marksman was out for the count. Alexander just gave a slight "Hmph", as he pushed the spasming body down a level into full view of the group, energy blade still sending shockwaves through him.
Whether he would survive somehow, get shot by anything in the continuing battle, or trampled by a horde of slags, only time would tell. But one thing was clear. It was a mistake from step 1, to beat a Ranger at his own game.
Hoorah & Amen.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:34
#233
"Awwgh! Gwen! Help. me. PLEASE!" The voice reverberated throughout the room. Gradus looked around, pinpointing a whizzing mass of purple energy.
Not one of these. Please no please no please no
And it was. A fully-perfected Dark Retribution was shredding everything in the room near it, including the Gremlin who had called in the puppies. Gradus was unable to reach the bomb with his wand extended, and every moment was causing more pain to his fellow companion. Luckily, he seemed to have kept conscious despite taking a bomb to the face, and crawled away from the whizzing orbs. In a flash, Gradus was pulling him away from the residual explosive, and rolled him on his back to check for damage, slowly repairing the injuries with his wand.
"You've got internal bleedin', you can't fight for th' rest of th' battle if ye wanna live. 'sides, you did what you could already with those pups."
Gradus yelled to the group, "Man down here, cover me!" He continued the slow process of restoration, though it was clear that it would take quite a long time for him to be fixed without anyone else helping.
((Kinda obvious cue for Gwen to come in.))
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:42
#234
Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfill
After an uneventful trip down, Quote reached Emberlight and hurried over to the elevator to head down. ((Probably should have had this in my first post.))
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 16:50
#235
Helping Jurak for the first time.
"Man down here! Cover me!" someone shouted.
Gwen peeked out from the elevator to see who it was. Oh no! Jurak! No! She ran away from the elevator towards Jurak, only to dive for cover beneath a shadowy bullet. She meekly covered her head with her hands as several more bullets whizzed overhead. Gwen, MOVE! You're not safe here! Reluctantly, Gwen got on all fours to crawl and continue moving. Once she reached the edge of the wall, she peeked around and noticed a lull in the gunfire, then darted past the opening and over to Jurak's side.
But they were still exposed, and another hail of gunfire flew dangerously close to them. "Come on! We gotta get out of here, please? Now?" she begged desperately, glancing anxiously at the enemy forces targeting them.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 17:01
#236
Well we always travel in pares (4, Here comes your chance!)
((Thin, the Exit Elevator is blocked off by a gate that the Grimalkin was blocking from view.))
A second shot rang out, a tracer from the line that shot across the battle field, aiming right at the arm of Alex's shoulder. With no way of seeing the second Marksmen there was no way anyone could have predicted what was about to happen. The sound of a loud bang, a rip of light across the sky, and the sound of skin being torn open by a solid pullet projectile.
Then, there was silence, even the Slag Deadnaught looked up at the light in the sky as it burned. It was clearly uninterested in the battle now, wanting nothing more but to destroy the light.
From across the open room in the destroyed part of the wall where the simulated moonlight shined in, a man stood with two red lights coming from what looked like a Binocular Visor over a old style Gunslinger hat and mask, matching cloths and boots/gloves. With a tip of her hat she spoke aloud.
"You might be the Elite of the Spiral's, but you don't know our style boy."
Just as she said that, a second shot was fired at the puppies. The Slush puppies were with out protection, thus when the shots hit, they exploded from the core out. Looking back up at the wounded ranger she tipped her brim before retreating back to the safety of the outside.
Inside the Candles burst to life, the Grimalkin who where just forming gave a reactionary snap before skinning back down for safety. In the blue glow of the Enchanted candles the Slag Deadnaught was revealed, followed by the fading of its mirrored double. With one more hiss the creature summoned more of its minions to aid it. It knew it was running out of time as the sound of hissing was heard every time it opened its mouth.
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 17:21
#237
Slag of the North Star.
The Ranger grasped his shoulder, grimacing at the pain of the bullet that had hit him around that area. He pulled out a remedy capsule, which helped stop the bleeding, but still left him wounded with an unsightly bullet hole through his right side. He couldn't support his Rifle with his own 2 arms any longer, so instead laid down in the shadows.
Then there was light. A great fissure of illumination appeared above him & the others. The light cast itself down, sending the Grimalkins scrurrying back to their resting places, and showing everyone the hiding place of the Deadnaught himself. The behemoth seemed distracted by the the bright light, which gave the opening the Ranger had hoped for.
The deadnaught was covered in heavy plate armour, but they were all seperate pieces. As soon as the hulk of a slag rose its head to look at the light, it revealed a space in the armour, revealing its skeletal neck, and underside of its jaw. If the Ranger was in better shape, he could line up a shot that could reound around the inside of the beast's helm like a quicksilver pinball...but that harlet saw to that not happening.
Alexander called out the area he spotted, relaying it to the others while the deadnaught was still dazed by the overhead light-stream.
"When Big & Ugly looks up, it's armour parts in the space between its helmet & Chestplate. Aim there with everything you have, and we can bring this walking furnace down!". The ranger took out 2 tracer rounds, one from his jacket, and the other blood-stained one, that had left a hole in his shoulder. Activating both, he threw them into the sky above the deadnaught, hoping to distract it a bit longer.
Looking back toward where the woman who took the shot was, he saw nothing but empty darkness. He sighed to himself, vowing to himself briefly,
"Til next we meet, M'lady"...
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 19:30
#238
And they call me old timer!
Fading consciousness, Jurak listened well to the rangers message, and looked to his pups. Though they were helping, it was more of a brawl since they didn't know where to fire. He waited until the ranger made his move. upon the second tracer shot, Jurak raised his hand pointing his index finger at the creature for a little surprise. His finger shot off embedding itself into the creatures chin. The device glowed a faint red, and upon activation, so did the puppies eyes
Target Confirmed
In one final act before passing out, Jurak pointed at the creatue and screamed
"FIIIRE!!!"
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 21:32
#239
*cough cough*
Instead of taking down enemies one by one, Matthew had decided on moving across the entire battlefield, serving as a distraction. As soon as a Void enemy went for a finishing blow, Matthew would be there to parry. Immediately after, Matthew would run away to find another target. Right as the enemy attempted to counter-attack, the Darkwatch would finish them off instead. A cowardly strategy, yes, but enemies were dropping much quicker in his area.
Soon enough, the enemy had turned it's attention to him. Three mecha-knights had surrounded him. Whipping out his Valiance, Matthew spun and blocked repeatedly, soon counter-attacking with quick shots from his Gun. This had worked for a moment, before one shield-bashed Matthew in the face, stunning him. Opening his eyes once again, he struggled as he attempted to move. The other two had grabbed his arms. As the third mech raised it's sword, Matthew couldn't help but notice blood dripping onto the floor.
"This is the fifth one now, oh come on-"
While Matthew and the other Knights of the Order were shocked by a sudden explosion from above, the Darkwatch seemed ecstatic as they watched oddly colored dirt particles rain down on the battlefield. The Knight in the Vitasuit yanked his arms back in, as he watched his three assailants spasm, struggle, and eventually fall to the ground.
"That doesn't really make me feel better..."
Matthew twirled his Rapier, and scanned the battlefield. Just had to finish things off now, it seemed. Matthew had then started coughing.
Stupid dirt...
Mon, 01/27/2014 - 22:23
#240
The Final Blow (3, YOU DID IT! Now your rewards!)
[Depth 20: Candlestick Keep, Burning Blackout]
Before the Deadnaught could come too, it was blasted into the ground. Its minions scattered and ran as quickly as they could but were no match for the gun-puppies eye. Meanwhile the Deadnaught rose to one knee and looked forwards, a gaping hole in his chest showing what looked like a Ash of Agni starting to go off. The hissing sound followed by the weak attempts to move, the Deadnaught was only able to reach the last of the two Puppies before it fell on its back.
And with a loud light show of fire, it became ashs.
The gate blocking off the Elevator opened with out a switch or key, the sign was a large ? as it awaiting the next passengers. On the ground from above the rafters, treasures fell and among them was what could only be described as a first aid kit, a couple in fact ((Health Pills. Try and avoid using those names)), for them too use. Followed along where crystallized fire energy, well known by Alchemist for making a weapon stronger on its blade.
The room smelled of fire and brimstone as the fire faded away. But what stuck out the most was the body of the, once living, marksmen. On its helm which looked like an older style Gunslinger, same mask and gear, was a crest. The crest of the Darkwatch Council. It seemed the ones who where behind the alutering of the level where clear.
Or a cleaver rouse to make the Merc. group look like they where at fault for the close call of the people. It was unclear but marksmen looked like some kind of special operations from the gear it had as well as the Glowing Red Binocular Visor that covered the mans eyes. Cutting threw the dark the eyes where able to see and trace where a bullet should be placed. Yet now they served no one but a dead mans eyes.
[Depth 21: Deconstruction Zone, Emberlight Outpost and Repair Station]
((Enjoy you deserved this))
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[Depth 23: Clockwork Terminal, Shadow-Layer Entrance]
Once the area was clear of the Swarm the Head-Warden looked around at the current number of deaths. From the stagering Three-Hundred Plus knights they ended up losing around Enighty Soldiers total. Shaking his head the Head-Warden went over to what looked like a burning pile, not uncommon around Pyres for honoring the dead.
Skotino just found a chair and sat down, taking off his helm with his head turned away. From this angle he looked normal, well save for the fact he kept pulling dark matter crystallized blood from his mouth.
"Daud, get one to every platoon leader. Tell them to save it until nessasary. We don't have enough to just use them willy nilly."
Skotino's voice for that moment sounded sane, sounded human. Perhaps he was not as crazy as everyone believed him to be.
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 05:00
#241
Shiny Technology~
The Ranger clambered down the side of the wall, almost falling on his back as some strain was placed upon his shoulder. Looking around, the area was now alot calmer, illuminated by the fading carpet of ash & Candles that remained lit with enchanted, blue fire. Alexander then looked down to see his ex-marksman friend. His eyes laid upon a certain piece of high-tech gear. Reaching down, he slipped the goggles of the dead gunner, inspecting them himself.
A short inspection later, with some approving subtle nods to add, Alexander shook the goggles off before placing them ontop of his own head. The view was amazing, a filtered display, pinpointing any available targets, and their critical points. Alex lifted the goggles to rest upon his forehead. He looked down to the corpse.
"You don't mind if I borrow these, do you?". He was met with the silence only the freshly dead could bring. "Hm? I can have them? Oh you're too kind". Alexander picked up a couple of healthkits from the floor, and tossed them toward the Gremlins that seemed to need them.
"Get patched up you lot. We're moving out soon".
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 11:44
#242
Grumble
"And who -rmmph- are you guys, exactly? More importantly, where'd the girl go?"
Jurak said to the rag-tag group, after being healed considerably by the strange gremlin. Making his way over to the corpse, He grabbed a strange emblem off of his chest, it seemed vaugely familiar
"I don't know what ye-"
Jurak said, starring at the Ranger and pointing at him
"You. That visor, give it to me"
He said, replacing his usual snarky tone with a serious one
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 05:56
#243
Gradus gave a nearby Puppy a pat on the head. It had saved the entire group, most likely. He walked over to the medical kit, and began to bandage and clean the group's wounds. He sniggered as some of then winced from the process. His mending rune blinked out just like that as the other healing process took place.
"Y'know, where DID th' girl go?"
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 06:38
#244
Mine.
Alexander glanced over at the Gremlin, demanding the item. He simply sighed and shrugged, as he gave a concise & snarky reply.
"Sorry Gramps, this technology is under Recon Ranger jurisidiction now. Can't hand it over to the locals just like that".
The Ranger then began to walk off toward the elevator, whistling a merry tune to mask his grimaces at the still raw wound in his shoulder.
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 10:53
#245
Shock is annoying
Robo N8 watched as the chaos was happening but he couldn't focus much because of electricity jumping all over the place in his body. When the lights came back on, Robo N8 vision vanished and he didn't feel secure at moving at all. After his eye got back to the light, he tried moving forward but was shocked.
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 10:47
#246
$%^& Rangers.
"You don't even know what that is do you?"
Jurak said quizically
"Or even it's three different functions? No please, enlighten me on how to use it"
He said, pointing at the rangers back
"I bet the Heads Up Display is still in gremlin isn't it?"
He said without any emotion at all. Silence was his answer, as the whistling stopped
"Thought so. Now hand it over for a minute before this local, kicks your #$%"
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 11:05
#247
Forgive me, brother
The Gunslinger grummbed as she slid down the side of the keep. Looking around she was stunned to see what looked like a massive castle. Of course no matter how many times she saw this sight it always stunned her a little. It was a wonderful knight, but sadly the Grimalkin where quiet angry at the intruders of there home. Loud meow's of angry titan's could have been heard all over the keep, fortelling the wrath that would come down to the intruders should they stay any longer.
Once on a ledge that led back inside the Gunslinger took a knee and turned on a radio device. Static was heard for a moment as the radio found its channel.
- Starting Virtual Transmission...
- c:/comm/run Connecting to Darkwatch Security Net-frame for Council use....
- Connection live...
- Council of the Darkwatch feed life
In the call a group of Eight figures where present, each representing the Armor class types. The only one missing was Shadow-Guardian.
"Well, did you stall them?"
The voice sounded male against the group. It was clear this was the higher ups of the Merc. group, but why where they after such a rag tag group like that? No one knew but the Nine members, one of which was missing. Before the Gunslinger could answer the specialist stood up and looked at the others.
"One of them is missing. His Vidal signs are currently offline, and he us not answering the calls. It safe too assume the worst." The group mumbled something under there breath. "Alright, detonate the body. There can be no trace that we were involved here."
With that said the Demo-tech stood up and pulled out what looked like a pitch black pad. The sound of numbers being pushed. After a moment the body that was flopped lifeless on in the Treasure room floor exploded from a bomb that was tied inside his suits pack. A safety implication should they die.
"Alright, give us your report Number 27."
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 11:44
#248
Ranger Retorts ~
Alexander stopped whistling at the accusations. Without turning around, he spoke up so the pesky Gremlin could hear him clearly. He held up his index finger as he listed his first retort.
"This is a monocular device, used in the aid of Gunners' for the purpose of hunting down, tracking, and pin-pointing targets through crowds and pray. We have similar gear back at HQ, just not as advanced as this. Quite nifty really".
The Ranger raised his middle finger alongside his index, to state he was onto point number two. "Secondly, Three Functions? Quite frankly, I don't need any others than this one I have currently. Helps pick out targets and their critical points, that's fine by me".
The Ranger lifted his ring finger, still walking slowl, bringing the count of raised fingers to three. "The heads up is in Isoranian". Alexander flicks his head backward, gesturing toward the lifeless Marksman still on the ground, "Most likely due to the fact those marksmen were as well. So I'm fine by that mark as well".
Alexander sighed loudly, before summarising.
"In short, Gramps, I think I'll be fine". The Ranger continued to walk toward the elevator, eventually bringing down his index & ring finger, resulting in him 'Flipping the Snipe'. All while keeping his back to the Local.
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 11:59
#249
A future grudge
"You arrogant brat! I'm trying to tell you where that that gear of yours was made-"
-BOOM-
The blast of the corpse Jurak had been standing by exploded, causing the old man to fly forward slightly.
"ARE YOU #$%^&*$% KIDDING ME?!"
Jurak said in confusion, blaming the ranger for the blast
"Fine! Keep it! Jus' tryin' ta $%^&*^ tell ya that it's a gremlin make, for stalkers! I fixed them up all the time during Crimson Hammer, but if you want to @#$$%% BLOW ME UP, RATHER THAN HAVE ME HELP YOU Fine! @#$% off ya loony"
He said in a fit of rage, extunguishing the small fire on his shoulder
"Gettin' to old to be dealing with you little pukes"
he mumbled to himself, grabbing a Vitakit and going to the elevator
Tue, 01/28/2014 - 16:26
#250
Meet the Team
Downloading Documentation of the Dark Matter Expairments on Regulator, Skotino T. Floga.
Medical Records:
Blood infection of energy sorce; Dark Matter. Prone to fits of rage and psychoses. Suffers from mental illness known as Schizophrenia. Medication in the form of [Data Expunged] to prevent complete mental brake down. If blood show flow freely a Doctor is to be alarted at once for risk of Dark Matter energy release.
Blood analysis:Most of the DNA retained its double helix shape, Dark Matter energy seems to be the by product of the blood changing air from muscles to the Red Blood Cells. The Metabolism seems to emit a low wave langht of Dark Matter energy source. [DATA EXPUNGED]. After testing it has been found Formula [DATA EXPUNGED] works at keeping the Dark Matter liquidized for around Twenty-Four hours. Psychotic Medications do not get effected by the Formula, thus it is safe to inject at the same time.Side Notes:It seems the Drakons where a very powerful race, but there DNA is too complex to understand. It has merged with Mr. Floga. Yet he remains a Double Helix DNA strand. More tests are needed. On the side it should be stated this man is not truly suited for working in any army stand point. Yet he is able to think and work...[Three years later] As time goes on its clear his mental health is slowly reverting to that of the Drakons, words are becoming more non-since and he seems to be getting angrier at little things yet he is not stressed or angry just doing his job. We need more time to study this.
"Gentlemen, we have all read these transcripts over thousands of times. Our Gun-Runners failed to keep more people from going down to fight that war. They also deployed a N4-Bart Bomb. Regardless of the reason those bombs are not ready for deployment."
A Cobalt Knight said as he looked around the table. The Council all looked down at the papers in front of them, it was a grim sight as they looked at the testing zones of the N4 Bomb. Each one seemed to suffer less and less while keeping Swarm at bay. The Bomb-Tech spoke aloud next.
"Look, we were suppose to make sure the Darkwatch is safe and has everything it needs by talking to the Spiral Order. I can understand trying to keep anyone from going down to that level. But if they are willing to follow Skotino then let them. We are not traders to the man who gave us all a chance to be some one."
The Council started to mumble about something, the dark room seeming to have fewer and fewer lights.
"No," the Striker said, "Skotino is not the problem. Its the wast of time and money we are spending to get energy from the Shadow-layer. We need the Energy of course but the stuff we make with it is not worth losing so many life's. As it stands we have around Three-Hundred troops that are supplied with everything they need. But I suggest you use those the Gun-Runner let go down, take some extra supplies down. It was a foolish thing to attack them. But at this point they are a liblity if they reach Skotino."
The Cobalt Knight nodded. "Aye, the Gun-Runner is to either get them to be quiet or kill them. We can't get anymore knowalage of our actions known."
Before the Grimalkin could do anything, the enchanted glow from the candle caused it to bite forwards before shrinking back down to avoid it's enchanted warmth. Giving a dark meow the Grimalkin reappeared outside of the candles light looking back at the trapped people. Its interest was further stinted when it turned and headed away from them in the direction they would have to go in order to escape.
Looking down the Black Kat decided it was best to avoid this fight for it was sure to be a losing endever should it get involved, rather it just sunk back into the ground form which it was watching, as of it never was.
((Spirals avoid using things like BTW. Write the whole thing out, no short cutting words like that. Now we have made it to 201!))