Interdimensional Incident chII -Zombie Inc. & the Dream

[Heavy Metal King]

atop a dilapidated warehouse toward the shipping district, a slim, shimmering blue portal was cut in the air. for the first time ever, Legion entities entered dojopolis.

They both wore thick black cloaks embroidered with emerald green eyes on their backs. the larger of the two, Shot carried a great Glass sword, nearly as big as he was. his skin was gray and cold, and his face was obscured by his hood. the second carried a staff of black wood with an infant's skull affixed to the top. he was shorter, but lankier, far less muscled, with similarly gray skin and a completely bald head. he was Ale, the older of the two emissaries of Absynthe, Midgardian god of madness.

"...That was a long walk." said Shot, irritated.

"Such simple creatures. the mana here's so new, so fresh, and yet it's almost all dormant, unused... We're still a small ways away from the seal..." Ale focused his mind, his cold, unfeeling mind, and stretched his thoughts over the world searching..searching. there he saw it, in a virgin temple deep, deep beneath the heart of the city, at the juncture of many millions of leylines filled with mana. "But we are close. come, we haven't much time before they interfere..."

Shot paused.

"Enough time for a quick Snack?" he tapped Glass, his sword.

"Well i suppose-" Shot was off, darting from rooftop to rooftop, on the prowl. Nearby two police officers stopped in their car, arresting a drug dealer. Shot descended from the rooftop in a flash, slicing the junkie in half with a single great swing. not a drop of blood spilled. the two officers, one a married man the younger a naive woman, opened fire, their bullets bouncing helplessly off his skin. The man he killed quick, driving right through his ribs. the woman he killed slow, cutting into her flesh several times. each time the blood flowed up the sword as if drawn through a syringe. Shot enjoyed the torment and Glass drank deep. the bodies were left hollow and mummified by Glass's suction by the time Ale caught up with his brother.

"Are we quite satisfied?"

"Quite."

"then let's be off. we have temples to violate, seals to break."

"People to kill..."

((Zombie Inc. race for the seal START!))

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Elsewhere, a figure rose from a swirling mass of shadows in the parking lot outside of a biker bar. He had violently brilliant red hair and eyes. He wore a skintight black cloth garb that revealed his slim, athletic, somewhat androgynous figure. at is side, he wore a saber. this was Eve, his lifeline.

Orm shook the shadows from his hair and stretched his legs, relaxing after the longest swim of his life. at his hip, a flask shook and rattled.

"Alright, alright, jeez.." Orm unfixed the flask and a great torrent of water erupted from it, pooling at this side before rising and forming into the shape of a man wearing a sea foam green and gold kimono. He had long blue hair, and a face that seemed half Asian half Scandinavian. at his side he also wore a sword; Venom he was Jack, The Serpent King (or more accurately an incarnation of him).

"I do nottttttttttt like it here. there's already another water god.. feels so cramped.." whined the serpent diety. "The water's all taken..."

"Stop whining." commanded Orm, marching toward the nearest bar. "We've got to be as efficient as we can and stop the emessaries, right? well then the first thing we need... is new clothes."

"Come again?" hissed TSK in Surprise. "hardly time for shoppingsss"

Orm spun on his heel and pointed at the fact that TSK's outfit showed almost all the way up his hairless, slender leg, and was so low cut as to expose his bellybutton. "You look like..."

"Like a god of water"

"You look like Prince('but i was going for visual kei David Bowie' muttered TSK under his breath). and I-" Orm gestured to his skintight sneaking suit, and particularly the bulge in his pants. "Well it doesn't leave much up to the imagination! we're liable to get picked up in a squad car for soliciting. we need new threads and wheels, pronto. we'll jack some effer in there" And Orm returned his march toward the bar. TSK slinked alongside, begrudgingly.

"I doubt grand theft auto's the best way to say 'Hello, brave new world!'"

"you didn't hire me for the best way. you hired me for my way... i wonder if they've got Van Halen in parallel realities?"

"to to to... i have no idea..."

((The Dream Team race to the seal START!))

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OOC:
this is the beginning of Interdimensional Incident/Intercession/Infraction! the joint rp project from those of us at starship moonhawk forums. i highly recommend dojogoers assemble two parties: one to combat the zombie brothers, one to contact Orm and TSK. both of their objective is:DP's Palace, and the temple underneath (right next to the Warp Core)

WARNING: under no circumstances do i recommend that player attempt to pick a fight 1 on 1 Vs shot, he is a Boss character. picking a fight with orm and tSK is A-OK however!

[LordPsycho]

The alarms inside the meeting house were blaring. DP's war console had already revealed itself from the wall, with to points indicated on the main screen. a pair of monitors on the left side of the main screen showed close up maps of the two points, revealing that each point corrisponded to two people a piece.

The only thing missing from this scene was DP himself. However, this was about to remedy itself as a warp portal opened up and spat DP out over his chair.

He landed with a thud, and started pressing buttons as soon as he landed.

"Computer, I want details on the group entering via the plains."

"Two individuals found. One has emmense energy levels. Scans indicate levels are consistant with gods, but physical make up is inconsistant with any immortal on record.

Second Individual is hybrid demon-human. His specialty appears to be combustion techniques.

The pair traveled via Shadow travel."

"Hmmm..." DP mused, and then said, "And what of the second pair, in Dojopolis"

"Pair traveled via an unknown method of travel similar to Warp Portals. Details on individuals unknown, though it is known that they've already commited three murders, two on Psychotopian police officers, and one on a Hyper-Pocky addict. Their current course is consistant with travel to the Warp Core"

"Well then, that's what we are going to have to assume. Please contact Goron. Their numbers are short, but they are closest to Psychotopia. I'll send Blackfoot and Violet to the pair on the plains.

And send a general alert notice to All dojodians who are not part of the EC. This feels wrong..."

[Goron40]

Goron tore a piece of paper from the Citadel's printer. It contained half a message. Grumbling about the relics this fortress contained, Goron pressed the "Force Feed" button, spewing out the rest of the message.

Without a pause, Goron smacked the general alarm, and got on the PA.

"ALL GUARDIANS TO THE HANGER FOR IMMEDIATE DEPARTURE."

Shadow was already starting the Manta Ray fighter when Goron arrived. The engines were already idling, and there was a puma jeep and a M101 tank loaded into the back.

Goron scrambled up the loading ramp and into the gunner's seat.

"The other Guardians better get here fast, DP needs our help ASAP." Goron mumbled to his co-pilot. Out of the cockpit window, Goron watched the door for more Guardians.

[Mitsukai]

"ALL GUARDIANS TO THE HANGER FOR IMMEDIATE DEPARTURE."

Nynaeve frowned and closed the book that she was reading. Dammit... she was stuck at a good spot too.

Having only recently came home from an adventure, she had not bothered to change out of her travelling clothes. Instead, she had locked herself in her room to read the intersting find she had discovered on her travels. That will have to wait for a later time now.

The only thing she had taken off was her midnight blue cloak which she redonned, securing it over her shoulders. Leaving her room, she made her way to the hanger, her thoughts swirling around in her head.

Seing everyone in such a frenzy encouraged her to quicken her step and quickly board the plane. After doing so, she chose a seat to sit down before strapping herself in and glancing over at Goron.

"What's going on?"

[Goron40]

Goron leaned back and handed Nynaeve the two halves of the briefing.

"Don't ask why its in two pieces. It's a long story... Just read it and pass it around."

Shadow shifted uncomfortably in his seat, anxious for takeoff.

[Mitsukai]

Eve took the two pieces of paper from him, her eyes scanning over the top piece rapidly before repeating the procedure with the bottom half. Her frown deepened as a clearer explanation as to what was happening formed in her head.

"I don't like the sound of it at all... " she commented wrly as she passed the papers on to the next Guardian member.

[Heavy Metal King]

"Hold it." Said Ale as the two undead brothers stopped their hopping from rooftop to rooftop, at the apex of a great library. "We're being mobilized against..."

Shot brought Glass to a more active defensive guard position, and prepared to leap to the next rooftop ready to strike down any would be foe.

"No. we need you to cut the seal. It's best i gather some..reinforcements, shall we say... now." Ale brought his staff to a position in front of him as his free hand formed a complex series of hand signs. Shot relaxed as Ale began chanting in a gutteral, infernal tongue, reciting passages from the midgardian tome of forbidden magic, the Books of Blood. In glowing green a great magical dias of runes expanded before Ale, and from it rose four shadows, hooded figures with dark, twisted hands, holding Scythes. he pointed to the one at the center, who for some strange reason seemed to have four spider like arms, not two. "You, you're on point, fly on ahead and alert uf of the enemy. destroy their ability to track us. the rest of you, flying V. Take no prisoners."

The head Wraith soared ahead on swift, black wings whilst the remaining three flew in a triangular shape behind the two brothers as they continued their advance.

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By this, time, Orm and TSK emerged from the now-ruined biker bar, which had several patrons thrown through its various windows, and its refrigerator set on fire.

Orm now wore an outfit with studs and tight, leather pants and a biker jacket. Under this, he had a Skid Row tee-shirt, with both sleeves ripped off. in his fingers, he twirled the keys to a nearby convertible. TSK slithered beside him, carrying a broken pool cue and quite irritated.

"I don't see why you had to take the only woman there's clothes."

"They were the only clothes that fit. her boyfriend and i just didn't see eye to eye. besides, he was drunk, it's a good thing that i took his keys."

"you didn't need to brawl with all of his friends... and the bartender.. and the cook..." Orm seemed more and more irate as the conversation droned on.

"Look, better we teach them a lesson now than later! nobody calls Orm Beer a girlyman. nobody. Besides, now we know they have Metal in this universe. they have Skld Row." TSK spun him around and poitned at his new leather pants.

"They're jsut as revealing as the other pants!"

"but so much more hip. BESIDES! we want to get noticed by authorities, right? starting a fight's a good way. as a matter of fact..." Orm rolled up his sleeves and charged his finger with mana, sending a jolt of power into the ground. from the pavement burrowed up to the surface several black scorpions the size of dogs, each of them with black capsules in their claws, and little buzzing wings on their backs.

"Yez Bosz?"

"fly up and follow me, the rest of you seek out the most magical entity you can that isn't hostile, then fire the flares. lead them back to us. PRONTO, PRONTO, MAGGOTBREATH!"

"JESZ BOSZ!" hummed the scorpions as they flew into the air, their long stingers trailing behind them like kite tails. Orm, meanwhile, jumped into the driver's seat of the car and immediately checked the presets of the radio. finding Van Halen's 'Panama' he turned the volume to the maximum as TSK entered the car. the door was barely shut as he sped off toward the nearest freeway.

[Kazumaru]

Kazumaru sat in his lab, legs up on a table. He was watching the weather data scrolling on a screen above him, in a window with things like energy readings nearby, as if he were in a trance.

Sentinel's voice pulled him out of the trance. "Water balloon," the AI program said "Just got a transmission."

"From where?" Kazumaru asked, looking around to where he knew Sentinel's speakers were.

"Why do you care, bladder?"

"Answer the question, you dreg..."

"Fine, fine, bloody Spirit. It's from Psychotopia."

Kazumaru spit a bit of himself out in shock, before quickly reabsorbing the water. "What!? What's it about?!"

"Something about intruders in Dojopolis."

"Oh, just that?"

"Murderous intruders."

"Hey, don't call the DJPD murderers!" Kaz said, minorly annoyed.

"No, I mean actual intruders. From off-planet."

"Oh. Well, that sounds really bad."

"No, really? What gave you that idea?"

"... You know what, just for that remark, I'm staying here. Arm the Lab's defenses, fire on any unrecognized object in the sky or on the ground."

"Arm them yourself, fogbreath." ((Joke stolen from Shaon))

"SHUT UP AND DO IT!"

((Kazumaru's lab is roughly halfway between Dojopolis and Psychotopia.

Sentinel doesn't really take Kazumaru's instructions seriously, and is unlikely to start firing the rockets, machine guns, etc. etc. unless the base itself is threatened.

... And I doubt there'll be another post by me unless that happens... or unless DP decides to chuck me through the roof again. ))

[alakin1]

Cin glanced up from her game of solitaire as the speakers blared out Goron's message,
"ALL GUARDIANS TO THE HANGER FOR IMMEDIATE DEPARTURE." She gave a small shake of her head, and gathered up the crinkled, age-old cards, carefully putting them back in their box and placing them on her shelf.

Giving another shake of her head, and muttering under her breath, she put on her long white gloves and exited the room. Security penguins ran here and there, like usual, but there were more running around than normal. She glided, glided being the only word capable for describing the way she moved, to the hangar, slowly, patiently, as though she was simply going to tea, and not answering an obviously urgent call.

She boarded the Manta and sat down in a seat, the Guardian next to her, Nynaeve, passed her two pieces of paper. She rapidly read them and passed them on,
"My, my, it seems we're needed again." She said, to no one in particular. She strapped herself in, carefully, not wanting to damage her dress, and started to idly dust her clothes.

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa rubbed his eyes gingerly.

He was new to this whole guardian thing,and had started to put a few things of his down when he noticed a nice,kinda warm spot near a corner.Just as he had curled up,and almost fallen asleep,the PA smacked him back.

"Urggg..."coolpikaaa said as he got to his feet.He had no idea where the Hanger was,and after a while of wandering around admitted he was lost.He traced back his steps to where the warm spot was,and instantly noticed the sign reading "Hanger.That way -^"

He followed the signs directions until he could see a few guardians in a room up ahead.

"What's up Goron?"

-coolpikaaa

[Laur Doyle]

As per usual, Laur was busy, working in the offices of the Corporation. It was perhaps fortuitous for the reluctant mutant that her former dual employer had seen fit to have Fin Fin show herself after his disappearance, as the workload was now not unmanageable. However, it often often crossed through her though her thoughts that things might have been a little better if not. Laur and Fin Fin did not see eye to eye on many a thing.

The dark brown haired woman arranged the paperwork upon her desk, maintaining it's neatness, as she began to vacate her chair to get something. She stopped abruptly, steadying herself with one hand upon the desk and the other upon her forehead. A sharp, piercing pain had entered her consciousness and caused her to bite her lip hard, a light trickle of blood spilling beneath it. The pain subsided as quickly as it had come, although her head continued to throb with the memory.

Laur resumed her seat, determined to find out where this source had come from. It seemed it was not necessary, because a message had made itself known to her upon the computer screen with the flashing words 'General Alert' attached to them. Laur opened it, and read the computer-generated message, a general scowl slowly forming upon her features. The business woman opened two more panels upon the screen, showing both locations from a top-down perspective. The paper plane sized and shaped spy drones high up in the atmosphere allowed the Corporation to keep an eye on the whole of Blackstar.

Laur soon determined that the throbbing pain she felt was not just an aftermath of the strange portal from the two in Dojopolis, but was emanating and sustained by just the one of the others who had appeared elsewhere. Two feelings she had mistakenly mixed, but that had been rectified easily.

The Corporation, as a company, would most likely stay out of this. There was no profit to be gained from meeting or fighting these otherworldly beings. Laur however had a more... personal concern. Her daughter, and step-daughter were far too close to the more murderous beings for her liking. Neither Lianna nor Liessa would know danger when they saw it, especially Liessa. The young girl had asked Laur if she could keep a 'flying rock' after seeing a mass of gargoyles. Laur of course could not grant that request, so Liessa had been left disappointed. Lianna was another story, she was simply too young, barely two years old now.

Laur switched off her computer and left her seat, making her way out of her office. One hand was again brought up to her forehead, which had now subsided to a dull ache but was ever present as she made her way towards a Warp Portal.

"Are you okay, Mrs Doyle? You don't look so good"

A voice called, and Laur glanced in the gentlemans direction. He was simply another of the Corporations employees. Most of the S. G. R's were still in her home dimension.

"I do not feel well. A migraine"

Laur replied, deigning to smile before she disappeared into the room containing the Warp Portal. Laur clocked off before entering the coordinates into the machine, and stepping through the blue light.

The woman emerged barely seconds later in the streets of Dojopolis, the traffic of all the 'freaks' hitting her almost as hard as the feeling earlier. This was the norm when she entered here, and the familiar headache now accompanied the new one as Laur made her way towards and out of place looking building, quards posted at the front. They levelled their weapons until they recognised who it was that was approaching and then lowered them.

"Apologies, we didn't recognise-"

One of them began, but he was cut off by a stern look. Laur was distinctly not in the mood for unneeded apologies.

"You have not let anyone in, correct? Or let them out?"

"No, those were your instructions"

"Good. I would like to see them"

Laur instructed, and waited for one to open the door while the other managed to curb his curiosity and instead kept watch on the crowd. After it was held open Laur entered with barely a nod, laying her blue eyes on the inside, which was full of everything two little girls could ever dream of.

One of them, a youngster with black hair and eyes as blue as her mothers looked up with a broad smile on her face. It seemed the two had been playing dolls together when she'd entered. Laur breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the guards, she was fully aware that there were things that could get past them without their noticing.

[Heavy Metal King]

unfortunately, with all the scrambling to GET members of the guardian squad assembled, the first of Ale's summons had time to infiltrate the base. in a puff of black smoke the wraith appeared within the confines of the hangar, the Guardian's combat vehicle first in its sights.

"Kwaaaahahar" screamed the wraith, its shill voice echoing through the metal corridors. "Take no prisoners!" it shrieked, before giving its long, bony scythe a mighty swing and careening a volley of black bolts of necritized energy toward it. his target: their navigational system.

[Goron40]

Shadow boosted the hulking manta upward off the hanger floor. It was not an agile machine though, and the energy struck the ship's armor systems, doing more damage than a normal projectile would have. The metal buckled, but did not breach.

"Not now, CP!" Goron proclaimed, firing up the 120mm ventral miniguns. The twin cannons slowly started spinning, spewing lead at everything in front of the ship. The 110s on the base of the ship rotated to aim at the intruder.

"There's no one that can survive that much lead," Goron said, half to himself, half to the rest of the crew. He hoped his was right, as the continued stream of bullets ripped apart everything on that side of the hanger.

[Coolpikaaa]

"Not now, CP!" Goron said as he got into the craft,coolpikaaa following him.Shadow was starting up the Manta,then...BANG! Something was attacking them and metal was crunching.

"Why does stuff always happen to me?"Coolpikaaa though as Goron started firing at the attacker.

-coolpikaaa

[alakin1]

Cin gave a laugh and turned to Goron, "What was it? What attacked us? Is it gone?"