It sure has been a while...

[drlupinmario]

-CELL 21-E (Coolpikaa's Cell)-
"Whoever else came with you... I am affraid they are as good as dead. We need to get out of here. Now."

The Docktor unholsters a pistol and charges for the door. As soon as it opens, The gun is shot out of his hands and he surrenders...




-PRISON BLOCK 21 HALLWAY-

Dr.Kassat (Scientist) Steps backwards and covers his face with his hands with a short "Eek!". Rosshaur grumbels. "I cant say I blame you for wanting to split the innards of this poor guy and to flip his skin inside out... Its guys like him that made me into this ugly, gray, metalica and unlovable monster-thing. But I suppose if he can make it out of here alive."

Suddenly, A final door opens and a doctor holding a luger comes out . Rosshaur quickly turns around and shoots the luger out of the doctors hands. The Doctor quickly lifts his hands up in the air and proclaims that he surrenders. Rosshaur aims his gun directly at the sceintist and is inches away from the trigger. Looking around, He looks down to see a small yellow mouse wearing a tophat and carrying a wand in its mouth. Instead of blantletly attacking him, the mouse looks at him with a scarred, slightly confused face. Rosshaur sighs and lowers his gun. "If you are to surrender, I ask that you give me your Dogtags so I may Identify you"

The doctor passes a set of metal dogtags with the name "Dr.Otto Von Schlabs" printed on them before examining the dead body of his old zombie with the gun welded into his chest and crying.

"Okay, I am not good with speaches, But here it goes. I am a member of a group of Renegade Freedom-Fighters. My mission is to Rescue a scieintist that is being held in a specific room in this complex, as well as to rescue anyone who is being used as an Altross Science Experiment." Rosshaur Proclaims.

"Getting out wont be easy. Even though an alarm has not been raised yet, There are gaurds dotting the floor. " He finishes, pressing a few buttons on his gauntlet. "Does anyone have any questions?"

[Zerrer]

"I do." Kovina said. "Why don't we just take out the anti-mana generators? Then we can just teleport out of here."

((Actually, I'm thinking that Kovina might keep the generic body. It fits him, somehow.))

[Swix]

"Yeah, what's with the blubbing scientists?" Blue said, then sighed "Never mind, that's not important... Coolpikaaa? Are you feeling... alright?" The hybrid should probably ask herself the same question, as her raw wounds were becoming thin lines. Blue turned her attention back to Rosshaur as something occurred to her "The other scientist injected me with something and I heard beeping. Do you know what it was?"

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa stares as the doctor is shot immediately after exiting the room.

Taking a moment, he recapped his *day* so far. In ONE DAY, he had been torn from a foreign spirit occupying his body, kidnapped by a strange organization, bent on cutting him and his friends apart. After that, he woke up in a strange lab, had his heart literally ripped from his body, died, came back to life, and then ended up with super powers. FROM THERE, the electric mouse somehow managed to befriend the doctor who a few minutes was bent on making him just another experiment, and watch him run out into a hallway where his newly rediscovered friends were being held at gunpoint by ANOTHER raving lunatic.

"Never mind, that's not important... Coolpikaaa? Are you feeling... alright?"

The words from Blue snapped him out of the flashback. Was he alright?

Coolpikaaa's face slowly cracked into a frighting grin. The day's events...he had to laugh at the depravity of it all. It was so hilariously strange!

*Snort*"...hehehe......Alright??...haha..hah ..AHA! HAH! AH! AHA!AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!HA HA! HA! HAAAA"

-coolpikaaa

[drlupinmario]

Rosshaur presses buttons on a circular device attached to his arm. "The problem with that is that most of thoose devices are probobly on anouther floor, And to get there, We would need to brave through THIS one. There's a secret wall near the exit that should help us, and we can use the keycards off of theese two goons, If they choose to co-operate."

Rosshaur stares at Schlabs and Kassat. "Should either of you decide to turn traitor on us, Let me just warn you that going on the Altross Firing squad would seem like a less cruel punishment then what I would do to you." Schlabbs quickly salutes Rosshaur, Before going over to inspect Blue, and Kassat nervousely takes off his hologuise and salutes before inspecting CP.

"I belive theese to be a new form of nanobots to improve one's capabilites in too many ways. Already I belive they have formed Nanobot hives, and are constantly at work cleaning and improving your muscle tissue, Brain Axons, Nerve fibers, And I could go on. But I do not understand why they decided to bother getting a prisoner to use instead of a sargent" Schlabbs explains to blue. "Its 'Cuz the last one to be equiped with a new form of prototype augmentations ran off before they could finish brainwashing him and took a few thousand of their men as he escaped and joined the rebellion movment. And you are looking at him."

Kassat looks strangly at CP, and pokes him. "Does this little guy always act like this? He seems... Kinda mad..."

Finally, a beeping erupts from Rosshaur's gauntlet and a map comes up


"Alright, Here we go. We need to rescue the scientist, which is represented by the green triangle, Then proceed to the exit signified by the red circle. We are right here, Symbolised by the black dots. Thanks to bothersome advanes in technology, Their Mana-Teleport jammers are obstructing teleportation, as well as the flow of mana. But I belive there are at least 2 on this floor, and I know that a large armory resides two rooms north from where our captive is being held. Everyone Ready?

[Zerrer]

"Well," Kovina starts talking. "I could use this spiderbot and scout ahead."

He leaned over and looked at the map. "What's this green dot on the right?"

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa was poked, and asked if he was mad.
Maybe he was....


"Ehh...I think I am just getting to old for this constant "save the world" thing." Coolpikaaa said, after calming down. "But how do we plan on getting past all the inevitable swarms of guards? We can't really use our powers with the mana blockers."

-coolpikaaa

[Swix]

Blue stares at the scientist called Schlabbs as he advances on her to inspect her, taking an involuntary step backwards. He looked just like the one who'd... who'd... cut her, so it was little wonder.

"Stay away from me" Blue hissed at the cyborgnetic doctor, stepping away from him as quickly as she possibly could manage. Not an easy task when in the middle of a crowded corridor like this, but she managed it, ending up near the apparently not so mad CP and Kassat.

"Ready?" Blue asked "Ready for what? What good are we when we can't use our abilities? I don't even know how to use a gun, do you think we're all soldiers? Besides, I'm not killing anyone or going on a suicide mission" 'Much as I'd like to get some revenge... No, I mustn't think like that... '. "This is going to make it difficult later on I can see, so you may as well know now. I'm a member of the Flock"

((Kovina can keep that body, I'm glad you think it suits him Zerrer . If he loses it for whatever reason it won't be too hard for Blue to make another one either))

[Cirrial]

501 finds himself at a door, hesitant. Can I just go and leave these people behind? After all, they kind of did indirectly free me from possible disassembly. ...Five, I'm too nice for my own good sometimes!

He turns back and quietly steps towards the group, a faint clanging as his metal talons meet the metal floor rhythmically. He angles around the thin corridor, trying to inspect the group from a distance.

As quietly as he can, he softly utters a single word in an odd, half-squawk, half-birdsong language. "<Multiscan.>" His vision is suddenly swamped by tens and tens of faintly blue translucent displays, overlapping and overlaying, twitching across his vision before forming into rectangles, overlapping everyone he can see.

It was a clumsy hack of a program when it was originally written. 501 had been meaning to get someone to try and reverse engineer it. It would have been nice to at least make it trigger on a mental and not verbal command, like almost every other program he had crammed into his subsystems.

After waving aside most of the clunky frames, he studies what little text appears next to those he is not so familiar with, and edges closer to the group. Who are these scientists, and who is this cyborg? Wait. Mana-Teleport jammers? These things are jamming two different categories of metaphysics simultaneously?! Oh, what we could do with such technology! I can't let these guys get to them before I do! They'll smash the damn things up! I need to grab schematics, samples, something, anything!

He spins on his feet and clatters down the hallway to the door, frantically prodding at the edges, scraping his claws noisily across the door in his haste to get to the jammers. He starts to slow down, realising that his actions are somewhat counter-productive to a discreet escape. Wait. These guys aren't entirely unreasonable. Maybe I should just, I don't know, talk to them or something.

He turns around, the painful scraping of metal-on-metal probably enough to gain some semblance of attention, and jogs up to the group. "Hi. I've kind of just been lurking in the shadows for the last few minutes. My name's 501. Nice to meet you, pleasantries all around, et cetera et cetera. I have a humble request. Don't destroy the jammers. Deactivate them, disarm them, sabotage them, whatever, but keep them intact."

"Now, I've probably earned your utter contempt now." He points to Rosshaur. "Especially from you. Try to see this from my viewpoint. We've- well, we being Maratix, have tried to perfect such technologies ourselves for our own purely defensive purposes and have never managed to produce any such devices."

He gestures towards the scientists. "You two must understand my viewpoint, right? Despite its origins, technology is technology! Why destroy such advances? Surely it would be best to salvage them? Otherwise, countless lives will have gone to waste over nothing! Progress shouldn't have come at such a price, but if it comes at such a price, would it not be more foolish and arrogant to deliberately work against it?"

It seems a little lost on 501 that, mere moments ago, this same research facility would have lead to him being disassembled and dissected until there was nothing left to take apart. Just the mere mention of the Mana-Teleport jammers has stirred him into a zealous frenzy.

A handful of rebels against the entire facility. So many times has this played out across Maratix installations. So many times have the rebels failed. Why can't these short-sighted idiots understand it's all for their benefit?!

...No, no, 501, think, think. These are a far more unpalatable bunch, these scientists here. They don't adhere to Maratix ethical standards. I can't side with my captors! If they were like us, we would have had a choice to say "no". A choice to refuse experimentation.

...These people are monsters. Did I seriously consider siding with them just now?

[Zerrer]

"I could try to possess the Jammers." Kovina said, the question of the green dot forgotten. "And then deactivate them from the inside. That is, unless the field gets stronger the closer we get to them.

[drlupinmario]

((Hm, To avoid more confusion later, I better post about how theese two doctors look, as well as rosshaur.

Kassat is a thin, pale fellow, although his face has become less pale thanks to CP. He has blonde hair of medium thinkness (Hair was white and thin before revive) and wears a dark grey lab coat as well as a dark grey doctors mask.

Schlabs, without disguise, has thick black hair and is just a bit short compared to most of the higher ranking officers around this place. He too wears a grey lab coat, although his is much lighter then Kassats.

Finally, Rosshaur. The right half of his face is entirly roboticized, he has what appears to be a respirator for a mouth and a standerd combat helmut on his head. He also wears a brown bombers jacket and light-brown cargo pants with millitary-grade boots))

"The flock?" Rosshaur asks before scanning his archives. "I thougth they were a disbanded orgonization or something."

He turns to Cirral. "You call this progress? I call it perversion. Transforming good regular men, And now even women, Into giant, Unthinking walking guns?" Rosshaur pauses before continuing. "Even then, The Rebellion Underground have and occasionally use theese things too. Granted, Theirs are a few times more powerfull then ours, which isnt really to say that theese things are that reliable... And even if we were to just "Turn them off", Thoose Goonies would just flip them back on."

"For any of you who rely on thoose hocus-pokus mystic forces or whatever, You will still be able to use low-powerd Spells or whatever you call them, For the machines are not at maximum power. If they were, weapons that they rely on like plasma guns would simply expload. While they claim that they know how theese things work and all, its actually unknown, even to them."

Rosshaur unloads a large selection of pistols, ammo and knives. "This is all the equipment I have been given for this. I reccomend you grab a weapon as I try to override this doors lock"

The Half-Man grumbels. Just because he happens to have over half his body and mind replaced with mechanical augmentations doesnt mean exacly he knows how to use them, let alone hack into a security system...

[Warnz]

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Voices drifted through the door, echoing in the room's dark interior. Only the creaks and groans of the complex's weight bearing down on this room could be heard. A teleportation pod of rather generic design was the only visible furnishing, due only to the sickly glow emanating from its structure. A fleeting shaft of light quickly illuminated the space, then all was dark. Only a faint, match-like glow could be seen, scarcely illuminating the cracks and carvings of a mechanical jack-o-lantern face. Jack Furnace had entered the complex.

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Reference: http://blackstardojo.org/viewtopic.php?t=2256 (Scroll to bottom)

[Swix]

"Just because there aren't many of us around doesn't mean that it's disbanded" Blue explained to Rosshaur "besides, I'm not going to abandon what I learned just because of this" Blue looked down at the assorted weapons with a frown, and turned her back on Rosshaur. She meant it when she said she wasn't going to kill, nor was she going to help anyone steal.

[drlupinmario]

Rosshaur pauses halfway in hacking the device and sighs before he turns around. "If you are a pascifist and as such, do not wish to fight, Then I am still required to protect you under section 7 of the NAC Protection treaty. Do you have any medical or technical skills however? I noticed that under this constrained mana enviroment that you still managed to conjour up a body for one of your freinds...."

Schlabbs grabs a scalple as a melee weapon, while Brando on the other hand picks up a small stubnose revolver....
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Awaiting posts from Cirral, CP, Possibly Zerrer...

[drlupinmario]

((Ahm, Bump?))