They're Here...

[Embri]

Jax tossed his head as Violet grabbed him. ~No way... I wanna stay-~ Before the colt could finish his complaint, the young Immortal had teleported him away somewhere.

Dizzy, Ajaxon staggered a little, spotting Blackfoot not too far away. ~Where are we...~ He asked, eyes wide. Almost at the same moment, the gray foal did stumble, falling to his knees.

~Violet... Au'Marui.... dam? I don't feel well...~ Nickering, Ajax dropped his head down to the ground.

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Embri winged towards the Meeting House with all speed, alarm bells ringing in her mind. Something was wrong. Very, very wrong....

She lurched and almost fell out of the sky as her foal's mental presence simply... vanished. Gone. With a strangled cry, the mare dived, half crashing into the chaos below. She charged into the building, hooves scrabbling on the polished tiles.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY SON!" Embri roared, flames glowing brilliant white with a tinge of blue. She quickly glanced around the room, barely noticing the drones nor her fellow Dojodians, interested only in finding her pale grey offspring.

[The Borg]

((DLM, that is not what we were talking about. Nowhere did we mention any deity in regards to your post. We were talking about "1 borgnorn appeared, you hit it now it's dead" and you do the same thing to a second.

We'd also like to point out that there were four more borg firing at you, not two.

We are disappointed. Swix gave us higher expectations of you))

Nanites course through the the gargoyle known as Blackfoots body, the assimilation process had begun. It would not be long before he was ready for augmentation, but since he had been 'miraculously' teleported to another realm augmentation would have to wait.

The nano-technology's first task, now inside a biological organism is to establish a place inside the creature to replicate themselves. A problem when not around more Borg technology, but not so much in a gargoyle. The creature was partially inorganic already, so for the time being the nanites would use that.

Those not occupied in this task rush through Blackfoots system, towards his brain, in order to establish Collective link-up and control.
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The drones facing Cirr hesitate as the Collective analyses this new and seemingly threatening information. A further three are fried by the energy bolts, their shields briefly flickering green before the drones begin to smoulder, soon after becoming engulfed by the green light.

The ones left take a few steps towards the being, scanning more intensely than before.

"We will override your security protocols"
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In orbit, the Cube had been tracking and destroying as many satellites as it came across. It drifted around the world in space, it's sensors picking up Station Zero as it came into range.

The Cube attempted to hail the station, upon answering the lifeforms inside would hear the message, "We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile", in the voice of a crowd speaking as one.

~Orbital structure detected. Scanning... Energy shields present. Unable to penetrate shields. 80 per cent probability lifeforms inhabit orbital structure~

~Assessing options... Options found: Abandon destruction of satellites. Option is undesirable as hack attempt being routed through satellites. Disregard orbital structure until satellites relating to hack destroyed. Option has higher desirable factors as orbital structure/orbital structures inhabitants appear passive. Continue to destroy satellites but bombard energy shield around orbital structure to collect data and assimilate possible lifeforms~

~Implementing third option: Beginning bombardment of energy shield whilst continuing to destroy satellites~

Green beams shot from the side of the Cube, lighting up the dark of space, lancing towards the station and it's energy shields.
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The four borg that had teleported in and surrounded Drlupinmrio step forwards, tubules out of their wrists. One attempts to jab the Grendel with these projections while the other three keep their weapons trained on him.

((We are a little confused. Are you in the Wilds, or on the moon they call 'The Norn Gardens'?))

[Panther385]

""Get off!" Panther shouted, recoiling back from the Borg. She raised her hackles and glared at the creature. So... it’s good at hand-to-hand combat? Not exactly my forte... She backed up another few feet, before she got hit with a laser beam. She hissed, and pressed the wound, which was now burning. ~Kiri! I need cover while a change!~

~Fine, fine...~ The dragon replied, her long tail coming inside to try and block the oncoming attack. She suffered a few wounds, but her scales mostly protected her.

Panther bent down to all fours, her fur becoming a light tawny. Her arms curved into cruel looking hooks, while another hoofed pair of limbs sprouted from her stomach. Her spine stretched and curved upwards, giving her a centaurian appearance. Her back feet grew long bird-of-prey talons, and her tail elongated into a slim whip with a bone sphere on the end.

Panther leapt out from behind Kiri and galloped towards yet another Borg, both sickle-arms aiming to slash as soon as she got close enough...

Kiri looked at Embri with a queer look as said unisus stormed into the Meeting House. She was now fully outside, licking her tail gently. "I don't know. He wasn't there when Panther was inside..." She shrugged.


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Argyle hopped up and down with excitement. "Good! Let's go then... Hey, don’t you norns usually have other things to do today? Eating cheese and whatnot, wark?" He asked with a questioning look.

[Cirrial]

Cirr

Cirr holds his fire once more, considering the reply he had been given.

I have security protocols? ...Better try something else.

"I will not let you assimilate me as I do not wish to be assimilated. My resistance is not futile so long as it preserves my individuality and prevents you from obtaining my technology. Also- CATCH!"

As a diversionary tactic, Cirr picks up the hovering Avatar sphere and throws it at one of the drones. With the confusion this would create, he would then engage his anti-gravity modules and jets and fly upwards, trying to get as far away as possible.

While flying, he runs a quick check.

SYSTEM DIAGNOSTICS: CHECKING FOR PERIPHERAL COMPONENT...
PERIPHERAL COMPONENT FOUND, IDENT "Xi-Sphere"
LOCATION: CONCEALED WITHIN LEFT UPPER ARM

He then remembers about his other "concealed" weapon - the weapon that replaced his right upper arm. The Point Defense Unit.

Well, if I get out far enough, things will get really interesting right about now...

Station Zero

Ak-sii runs around furiously, small sparks forming from the scrape of metal on metal, scanning and processing every possible item of data the various screens of the control room have to offer.

"No! NO! NO! The shields are near breaching point! Direct all power to shields, dispatch some interceptor drones, do something!"

A cold, computer-generated voice, sounding similar to a pair of metal grates being forcefully rubbed against each other, responds. The voice of Station Zero itself. "All avaliable power has already been re-routed through shields. Interceptor drones are currently being dispatched. Cannot perform action - term 'something' is too vague. Narrow your request and try again."

Ak-sii stabs at a console, punching a hole into it. His eyes flash both the red of anger and the red of fear. "...Oh, damn it all! Prepare escape vessels, priority one!"

The voice replies, emotionless. "Escape vessels cannot be located. Escape vessels were used prior to this moment. New vessels have not been obtained. New data received. Data consists of message. Message has been analysed. Message plays."

"We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile."

Ak-sii panics upon hearing those words. "We're finished! Activate self-destruct protocols! Now! NOW!"

The synthetic voice of the station, while unable to comprehend emotions, would appear to develop a slight increase in delivery speed, as if nervous.
"Objection to request: Irrational behaviour. Self-destruct protocols may not be initiated at this time, due to unmet requirements for activation."

Se-sii walks into the room, tremoring slightly. "How are we holding up? ...I'd really like to know. We have no way off this floating metal tomb and... and... and... Ak. AK. DO SOMETHING. ANYTHING. WE'RE GOING TO DIE UP HERE!"

"Se, this isn't helping! What about Nu? Maybe he'd have an answer or something!"

Se-sii stares at the ground, silent. After a pause of twenty seconds, she replies.

"The energy shields aren't perfect, and were slow to respond when we were fired on. The beams struck the part of the station responsible for infirmary life support. The generators were destroyed and the systems powered down soon after..."

Ak-sii's eyes glow cyan. "No, no, you're not.. he can't... I... The... power routed to... shields, not..."

A violent tremor interrupts Ak-sii as the entire station shudders, the groaning of metal as it is shifted into an unintended position.

Station Zero's representative voice echoes around the installation. "Requirements for self-destructive protocols met - technology is in danger of being acquired by an undesired party. Station is unlikely to be repaired. Initiating self-destruct in five..."

"Four..."

Ak-sii and Se-sii stare at each other, silently panicking.

"Three..."

The station has in place a vortex charge, a bomb designed not only to destroy, but to remove all traces of the thing altogether. It would create a black hole large enough to consume the station, and upon finishing that collapse into a collosal burst of high-frequency radiation.

"...hold me."

"Two..."

[Swix]

Brock is knocked to the side, the Borg with the dent in it's head had hit him with force. Good thing too, as several laser blasts hit the wall where he'd just been standing and burnt a hole through it.

The ex-borg shook his head, the corner of his eyes catching what was happening. He teleported as yet more laser blasts headed his way, though not quick enough as several shots hit his side and his white furred arm, causing fur and skin alike to char, blacken and partially melt.

He stood up, looking at where his panic-teleport had taken him. Not too far away, but he was now standing right next to a... dragon? Could it be? And it was helping one of them too.

The ex-borg turned towards the Meeting House and cupped his hands over his mouth to yell as loudly as he possibly could.

"They won't stop! You have to leave, get out of here and quickly!"

[Panther385]

Panther twitched a tawny ear to Brock's call- she couldn't figure out where he was, but she heard him clear enough. She skidded to a stop before ramming the Borg and changed her direction to the door, where she promptly galloped out and returned to her normal self. Rai followed soon after, cursing violently as she batted flames away on her jacket. The alchemist looked up into the sky to see a reddish avian fly over and soon circle. "Looks like Xuxi's here, Panther."

[Coolpikaaa]

((I leave for two weeks and you guys bring in the Borg!?))

Pika-bot hovered around Coolpikaaa's tree outside the meeting house.He hadn't seen or heard from his owner,except when he recived the package with Supersword chip in it.

Looking for a bit of adventure,he floated over to the meeting hall,wishing to maybe catch the end of hearing,but instead found chaos.

-coolpikaaa

[drlupinmario]

(Hm, Misread the part about 4 borgs. Anyways, The base is in the wilds.)

Drlupinmario quickly realizes that he is kindof trapped. Attempting to blow the borgs away with his minigun would result in the borgs firing first, And a grenade would blow himself up as well as the borgs, And just doing nothing would have himself assimilated (Did I spell that right?).

Thinking fast, Drlupinmario hits one of the armed borgs then attempts to make a run for it.

Naturally, As soon as DLM hits one of the borgs, They begin openfiring on him. All but 2 shots miss, And the two shots that hit him got his right leg and shoulder.

"D'avit! Someone get me a medkit here!" He yells as he tries to avoid the blasts trying to hit him...
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Hmm... Idea! Status bar for some of my guys!
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Subject: Drlupinmario
Status: Alive/Wounded
Wounded at: Right leg, Right shoulder
% of Adrenalin: 57%
Other info: None/Classified
Corn Chips eaten: Twenty... Hey! Who put this here!?

[LordPsycho]

DP ran over to collect his legendary blade, vacating the spot just before the Blue-Flamed Embri jumps into to occupy that space.

Looking around for Ajax, DP noticed Violet has returned, but see no signs of the fowl.

"Damned that child, why did I ever agree to train her."

DP pulls out his left arm (the one with the armband) straight ahead of him and steadys it with his right, as a small muzzel extends from the far end of the Armband.

The muzzel then goes bang, and a entrapment capsule barrels towards Embri.

((This is a little known Psychotopian Tech DP developed to entrap spirits and Gods...trust me, he has plans for it, but it should contain Embri's soon-to-be nova state, so long as Embri agrees that the attack works. But then again it could not work, it isn't design to contain a super-nova, just a god))

[Coolpikaaa]

Pika-bot ducks as he hears a loud bang.Thinking someone is shooting at him,he ducks under a nearby chair,watching the muzzel zoom toward Embri.

-coolpikaaa

[GBE]

Violet briefly pausing to turn and shout back to Embri is tagged by a laser bolt hitting her in the shoulder. Giving a small scream in pain as she spins around and balances herself on a table. Fortunately for her being an immortal, it wasn't going to kill her, but it still hurt a lot. It's not the first time a laser had struck her, considering her incredibly difficult training from Au'Mauri, but, it still hurt.

Balancing herself enough, she manages to finally shout over to Embri, "He's in the Realm of the Immortals... I, I thought he'd be safe there...?!" Quickly ducking, another volley of laser fire streamed towards her. Hiding behind an over turned table now up in smoke, she decided to go for a test run with her curiosity powers on these Borg creatures. Standing up and attempting to dodge the lase fire, quickly sapping her energy with all the movement, she wheels one of her arms around out in front of her.

Slowly, a purple haze begins to form and eminate from her person. Quickly, as this begins to happen, she charges towards one of the borg drones, still trying to dodge the laser fire, but some of it hitting her, she leaps over a fallen chair, but accidentally lands clumsily as a rug had been messed and crumpled, causing folds to form. Landing flat on her hest, one of her outstretched hands found itself holding onto one of the borg drones, causing the purple haze to circle the ankle briefly. She sincerely hoped it would be absorbed as to cause the borg to become obsessed with its ankle...


Arnott pulled his hand out of the borgs eye as it shut down. "Dr. Arnott has successfully disabled one of these odd creatures using the theory of pointless tinkering. I hope you've all been taking notes..." Tapping it on the side of its head, his face drops in a picture of dismay. He was disappointed that the robot had died so easily. He stretches his arm upwards, and shoves it back inside the borg, hoping to find an on switch...


Collator had detected the borgs actions before the tendrils extended outwards. This gave him a brief oppurtunity to send over-riding codes into the drones command system, intending to give it new orders. ~Initiating coding sequence. Calculating most effective options. Commence streaming sequence. Input new commands. Cease assimilation. Remain stationary.~

As the sattelites begin to get destroyed, ~Data recieval minimal. Active sattelites destroyed. Minimal routes detected. Increasing hack attempts via drone. Uploading multiple viral sequences. Activating spiral virus. Initiating spike sequences.~

As the borg steps towards him, Collator increases his shield frequencies, and extends his own arm towards the borgs own extended arm and similar tendrils extend from his fingers. "Who could possibly over-ride who first? Assimilation is futile. Nano-bots against nanites. Estimate the probability of your nanites beating my nano-bots."
His scans check on the process of his nano-bots infiltration of the borg recharge device.

((The spiral virus is an advanced virus. As it infiltrates systems and data, it doesn't remain in one place, it continuously spirals randomly, becoming bigger and longer. The spike sequece works in tandem with the spiral virus and any other virus, allowing the other virii to move thrugh systems once they've done their job by moving through the easy access ports made by the sprial virus. The spikes also act as small memory programs and data transfer programs, hooking into any hacked system, data or device and basically keeping ports open in case the programs back track or need to re-increase its viral strength.

I hope nothing here is too powerplayish, since I'm trying to limit myself with the oh-so advanced Collator.... ))

[Embri]

The expanding bubble settled around Embri, enveloping the mare within its glass like interior. She writhed, plasma flares uncurling and blistering against the inside of the entrapment capsule.

While it protected the current inhabitants of the meeting hall from the unisus's fury, it did nothing to block her mindspeech. A long string of barbed expletives slammed into any receptive mind near by, though mostly directed at Au'Marui and Violet.

~GET HIM BACK NOW!!!~ Embri finally uttered something comprehensible, sledge-hammering her imperative against the two Immortal's minds. ~BY ALL THE FATES I SWEAR I WILL DESTROY THIS PLANE OF EXISTENCE IF YOU DO NOT BRING BACK MY SON.

THIS INSTANT.
THIS MOMENT.
RIGHT.
NOW!~

The sphere seemed to shiver, it's surface quaking like a soap bubble in the wind. Within, Cyan flames curled around the equine's legs in languid curls of potent fire.

[Coolpikaaa]

Add to memory.
Title?
"First emotion:Fear"

This was it.What Coolpikaaa had been trying to teach.Fear was one of them and when Pika-bot tried to classify everything that was happening in that room it was the only word that came up.The fire horse looked as if it could easily bust through the bubble and destroy them all.Pika-bot wished Coolpikaaa was here.Maybe he could help....

-coolpikaaa

[drlupinmario]

Dagger looks over at Embri from a tree outside the meeting hall with a slight state of shock. ~Ouch... Seems like I know now what the da** pony's weakness is... ~ Pausing for a moment, He smiles
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Drlupinmario rushes to a Osprey transport copter "Everyone raked Corpral and up, Get in the Chopper! GET IN THE CHOPPER!" He yells, Jamming and turning a key to activate the Osprey

[LordPsycho]

*DP notices more Borg beam into the room, and glares at his apprentice.*

Forget the heroics, take both Embri and Ajax to the same place once I tell you to, together. Let me handle these.

*Concentrating on Embri, DP answers in a powerfull mindspeak as to overpower's Embri's mental scream*
I apologize, but the only way I can take you to your child is if you cool off. You must for your own sake too. Organics are not safe here. Violet will take you to your child as soon as you reach a safe temperature.

*DP punches in some codes that tells the armband to break the encapsulation bubble as soon as it's interior temp reaches a safe limit, then turns to the remaining borg.*

You know, I've never liked you guys.

*with that, DP summons is blade into his hand, then summons his former cloak, now a brilliant white, around himself. It waved around as if there was a breeze, despite the fact that everyone was inside.*

I though I had gotten rid of this thing, too.

*Some of the borg continue to fire lasers at him, and his cloak forms a caccoon around him that reflects the blasts back towards the borg, before flowing once more around him. The Sensei then walks slowly towards the half driod, half organic beings, Blade clutched tightly in his left hand, once again displaying all the power and regalness he had once done as Headmaster and Elder of the EC. The Blast continued, and as soon as each one seems as if it was going to hit, the cloak would flow in front of him and deflect it. Once he is within arms reach of the borg, he pauses, then speaks*

So, who will be the first to die?