Defending Sereni-Tree and Lift-off from Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 14, 2006 04:50
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a crackle comes through the com.
"I have a strong field of fire on the main air lock door from the top tier of the balcony. Do not cross into it. Concentrate missle fire into the airlock and allow the troopers to come to you. Make all possible use of available cover until you have to fight hand to hand. Fight smarter then harder people."
Scorpion Regent
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Quote:
Originally posted by KellyofLuthien:
*KellyofLuthien rushes toward the common room, bow in one hand, Narya sparkling on the other. She gets on the com-link and hails Sparky.*
"Sparky, did you change the code on the door to This Land?"
"No Miss Kelly, I was delayed, but--"
"Do it now, please." Kelly gives Sparky a code. "They'll be here any minute."
"It will be done, Miss Kelly."
“Yes, Miss Kelly!” Faster than humanly possible, Sparky runs away from the airlock door and across the Common Room floor to that level’s North Wing entrance. Then his arms extend upward to grab the railing on the upper balcony. They retract again, pulling him up to that level. He dashes toward the accessway to “This Land” and begins playing with controls there. A bulkhead of impressive thickness slams shut. Task accomplished, Sparky throws himself off the upper balcony and falls two levels back to the Common Room floor. His legs absorb the shock of his landing with no apparent damage.
Sparky the Robot
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Quote:
Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
a crackle comes through the com.
"I have a strong field of fire on the main air lock door from the top tier of the balcony. Do not cross into it. Concentrate missle fire into the airlock and allow the troopers to come to you. Make all possible use of available cover until you have to fight hand to hand. Fight smarter then harder people."
Scorpion Regent
*KellyofLuthien glances up at the balcony, then turns to Ath.*
"Do you know who that is?" she asks.
"Never seen him before."
Kelly frowns. "Well, guess he's on our side."
*Kelly scans the common room. The ragtag team of fighters stand in small groups, clutching their weapons with white knuckles. Kelly lightly hops up on the pool table and soon has their attention.*
"OK, we need to move this furniture for cover. Trey, Sparky, Nugget and Ebo Golem, I want you positioned behind the bar. Yeti, please move this pool table once I'm off of it--be careful, Ebo is under there, make sure she's protected. Ath, you and Wash move that couch so we can use it for cover. And Frederick, um...you just keep doing what you're doing.
Now I've been through a few battles myself: I was there during the last stand against Sauron in the Second Age, when Men and Elves fought side by side. And I was there in Mirkwood with the Shadow grew once more and threatened our freedom we worked so hard to gain. Thus it is today: we must stand together and fight against this Alliance, fight for our freedom and those we love. These people mean to hurt us and take our friends away, and I don't stand for that."
Kelly jumps off the table and raises her ring.
"It's time to misbehave."
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*First attempt at writing here, so bear with me.*
Amid the fleet of Alliance troops awaiting to storm the 'Tree stands a weapon not yet used in combat situations. A cyborg standing just over 6'5 armed with a heavy blaster rifle in one hand while the other hand resembles more of a Swiss army knife equiped with different weapons and assessories. A rocket pack is mounted on his back which has wings that fold out when in use.
The blue and silver armored weapon was a project the Alliance kept under wraps as they used a severely wounded soldier from one of the previous battles and decided to attempt making a weapon capable of withstanding the kind of hits and blasts that would eliminate most human soldiers. The only human remains of this ill-fated soldier were from his waist up. Most of his vital organs were able to be spared but new limbs (arms, legs) needed to be added to make him more powerful. His head is covered with an armored silver helmet with a black visor over his eyes, making him resemble a modified Robocop. His right eye was replaced with a red mechanical eye which enables him to see much further than an unaided eye, is capable of seeing through most solid objects and detecting heat sensors.
Although the Alliance is proud of their new weapon, little do they realize the soldier within feels trapped in his new mechanical shell and wants to seek vengence on those who put him in this monsterous beast. The troops awaiting to board the 'Tree feel confident of their chances with their new weapon, McQ (Modified Combat Quarters), in their arsenal, however, he has other plans once he gets on board.
"These fools have no idea what they're in for. Surprise will be their's indeed," he thinks to himself as he looks around at the troops. An evil smirk overcomes his mouth and he adjusts his blaster rifle as the troops get ready to advance. "Let the fun begin."
You ain't seen nothing yet.
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“Report?”
The Alliance Lieutenant saluted, a task made difficult by his heavy combat armor. “Sir, we have already applied the sticky, and are about to breach the inner airlock door.”
“Excellent, Mullins. You are very clear on the mission goals?”
“Sir, we are to secure this ship and capture alive and unharmed a female humanoid with wings. All other targets… well, are suitable for target practice.”
The Captain smiled. “Close enough. Your troops initiate the boarding action, then we send MCQ, here, in to back you up.” The Captain patted the shoulder of his new weapon like a favored pet.
The Lieutenant gulped. “Yes, Sir. Do you really think it’s ready for a live combat situation, sir?”
The Captain laughed. “Why, Lieutenant, this device is the future of ground warfare and boarding actions.” His tone became serious. “It might also become your future, or that of your platoon, if you don’t perform well today.”
The Lieutenant saluted, suppressing a shiver. “Sir, I really must get back to my troops.” As soon as his salute was returned, Robert Mullins, Second Lieutenant in the Alliance Marine Corps, was on his way back to the front line. Oddly, it made him more comfortable than chatting with the Captain.
“Lieutenant, sir, welcome back. The sticky is in place, ready for ignition.”
“Good, man, Chin.”
“Yes, sir. How did it go back there?”
“The Old Man wants us to make the initial push, then when it's safe, he’ll send in his new toy to see how it performs.”
“Old Tinhead? I dunno, sir, that thing is just… creepy.”
“Also, he wanted to make sure that we are clear on our objective. We are to capture unharmed a humanoid female with wings. All other targets are inconsequential, which is to say shoot them all.”
“Heh, with wings? She ought to be easy to pick out! How many of THOSE can there be in the ‘Verse?”
“Ignite the sticky!”
From inside the Sereni-Tree Common Room, a thin line of red glowing metal appears around the airlock’s inner door. It becomes white hot. Sparky and the Ebo Golem attempt to push with their great strength on the furniture and other obstacles they have piled up against that door. Soon, the sticky burns through completely. Thanks to the pressure applied, the heavy vault door flops backward, falling on top of some Alliance troops.
Sparky is distraught. “Oh, my! I hope no human was hurt!”
The first Alliance troops scramble in over the furniture and fire their weapons blindly, but stop for a moment, surprised, when they discover a ship full of winged people waiting for them.
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Sparky leaps up, blocking ScorpionRegent's line of fire, and snaps the ends of the barrels off the first pair of Alliance rifles within his reach. Bullets bounce off Sparky's outer shell while he reaches over and snaps off two more. "Gentlemen and ladies, perhaps we can discuss this matter without recourse to violence?"
From further back in the squad, someone fires a rocket launcher, and Sparky explodes into countless bits that are scattered across the Common Room.
Sparky the Robot
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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Sparky leaps up, blocking ScorpionRegent's line of fire, and snaps the ends of the barrels off the first pair of Alliance rifles within his reach. Bullets bounce off Sparky's outer shell while he reaches over and snaps off two more. "Gentlemen and ladies, perhaps we can discuss this matter without recourse to violence?"
From further back in the squad, someone fires a rocket launcher, and Sparky explodes into countless bits that are scattered across the Common Room.
Sparky the Robot
"Sparky go inventory the infirmary. If you don't humans will be harmed by a unforseen shortage of medical supplies."
Scorpion Regent
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"Fire!" SR commands through his com link. "Gorram waste of a perfectly silly robot."
Under his breath he mutters "Now that was the single bravest act of shear stupity in the last thirty years. That kid down on Boros will have to settle for second. Scary how the brain seems to go away in combat."
"Don't lose your heads people or your likely to lose your heads!" He snaps through the com link.
Scorpion Regent
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*From inside the safe (for now) confines of This Land and Kelly's magic elven circle, Serenity turns, tossing her two and a half feet of blonde hair back over her shoulder. Her expressive blue-green eyes focus on Mai and LMD, as they rally and organize the animals for defense in case the locked door to the animal sactuary is breached.*
*Feeling, rather than seeing her questioning gaze, Mai and LMD look up.*
So, *she asks, folding her pale blue feathered wings behind her back." Would you like some juice while we wait?
"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"
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OOC:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
“Excellent, Mullins. You are very clear on the mission goals?”
Mullins? I thought I was on a shuttle heading back to the TREE, not a part of the Alliance! Oh, wait. Mullins is me IRL. That's right. Never mind.
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As the shuttle passes by the SereniTREE, the three occupants can see the Alliance transport docking with the TREE. Soul's eyes narrow.
"I need to get inside there." He turns to PR and TWG. "Take this shuttle back to the hanger bay, and stay out of sight. Weirdess, I would suggest against using your powers of confusion, since most likely the Alliance Feds will be mixed in with our crew."
"What are you gonna do?" PR asks.
Soul closes his eyes and gathers up his energy. He grabs his bow, notches an arrow and takes a deep breath.
"This," he says as he opens his eyes. Running to the far end of the shuttle, he braces a foot against the wall, and pushes off, racing across the metal floor and phasing right before he hits the opposite wall. For a few moments, he seems almost suspended in space; but then the TREE approaches, and he phases through, passing into the common room. Resolidifying, he rolls to a stop and fires a series of arrows into the line of oncoming Feds.
Around him, several TREE crew turn and give him odd looks.
“What? Okay, so I like the dramatic entrance. Can we please get back to the defending of our ship?”
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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