"I don't mind, but we don't want anyone getting suspicious do we? Now come on, the base is only ten minutes away."Alyrium Denryle wrote:
"What, you have something against teleportation? It isnlt like I rip apart your molecules and reassemble them. I actually create a small wormhole and send you through it... it is actually rather fun for the fraction of a second you are in the wormhole"
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'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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Marcus shook his head as he got into the drivers seat, this was getting to be alittle much, even for him, and for a moment he considered shoving Nuada out of the car and speeding away. But his thoughts changed to that of keeping him around. He didn't know why though, and he began to wonder if he really had control over his own thoughts. "Screw it, who cares..." Marcus mumbled to himself as he started the car.
"What was that?" Nuada looked at Marcus, his face blank of expression.
"Nothing..." Marcus didn't say another word as they got onto the road again, he could feel the urge to kill flowing through him again, he shoved it down for the moment. Much as he hated it he knew that if he went berserk on another town he would have PRID so close to him it would be unlikely that he made it out alive.
"So what's so interesting about the Smithsonian? I mean sure there are a lot of bodies there just waiting for my arrival but beyond that..."
"I have my reasons, just as you have yours Marcus. Let us keep it that way."
"Whatever, just so long as it doesn't get me killed." Marcus looked in his mirror to see the apparation in the backseat. "What the hell?!" Marcus swirved the car and came to a stop on the side of the road, he pulled out his Katana and stabbed it into the back seat, drivign right through...
Nothing, nothing was there. Marcus rubbed his eyes and turned back to face the steering wheel, leaving the sword in the seat, he started out again.
Nuada looked at Marcus. "What was that about."
"You have your reasons, I have mine. Lets just keep it like that."
"What was that?" Nuada looked at Marcus, his face blank of expression.
"Nothing..." Marcus didn't say another word as they got onto the road again, he could feel the urge to kill flowing through him again, he shoved it down for the moment. Much as he hated it he knew that if he went berserk on another town he would have PRID so close to him it would be unlikely that he made it out alive.
"So what's so interesting about the Smithsonian? I mean sure there are a lot of bodies there just waiting for my arrival but beyond that..."
"I have my reasons, just as you have yours Marcus. Let us keep it that way."
"Whatever, just so long as it doesn't get me killed." Marcus looked in his mirror to see the apparation in the backseat. "What the hell?!" Marcus swirved the car and came to a stop on the side of the road, he pulled out his Katana and stabbed it into the back seat, drivign right through...
Nothing, nothing was there. Marcus rubbed his eyes and turned back to face the steering wheel, leaving the sword in the seat, he started out again.
Nuada looked at Marcus. "What was that about."
"You have your reasons, I have mine. Lets just keep it like that."
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Hank walked with the proffessor to the borrowed car, both of the other heroes sat up front, while Hank sat in the back seat with the proffessor.Alyrium Denryle wrote:"What would they get suspicious of? It would only be a problem if we teleport into an area where we would be seen... but that is ok lets go"
"Well, it's an Army Hanger, so yeah I think we'd be spotted."
With that Hank took his vindaloo from one of the other agents, and resumed where he'd left off.
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
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'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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Hank looked around, looked out to sea, and then shouted.Alyrium Denryle wrote:"Ah I see... I can always make us invisible...."
"Look a rare Albino Humpback Whale!"
Then went back to eating his Vindaloo.
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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"I can see much better than you... That isnt a whale but a Holy Shit! That is a megalodon! STOP THE CAR!!! I MUST Photograph!" He teleported his still camera to his hands ant took as many shots of the dorsal fin as he could
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In the car Hank was stunned, he'd just tried to distract Alytar, but hey this was good too. More time for food.Alyrium Denryle wrote:"I can see much better than you... That isnt a whale but a Holy Shit! That is a megalodon! STOP THE CAR!!! I MUST Photograph!" He teleported his still camera to his hands ant took as many shots of the dorsal fin as he could
"Pull over, we've got some time."
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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Alytar didnt even bother opening the door, but rather, lept out the open window and dove headlong into the surf(200 feet down)o, amphibious camera in hand.
He could swim as fast as a car on a ighway, so catching up with the shark wasnt that hard. It was stalking a pod of migrating humpbacks and was moving in on a calf when alytar caught up. The hge fish didnt seem to mind as the camera had only a modest flash, and no bubbles escaped from the humanoid fish that was swimming with it. Then the shark rocketed forward and spd up to around 40 knots and hit the defensless calf in the flanks blood and bits of flesh were flung everywhere as hundreds of hand-sized meat-cleavers sunk deep into its flesh.... And alytar had an amphibious digital camera with GIGS of space....
About half an hour later, hank and the others could see a cloud of seaguls some distance off as Alytar lept out of the beach into the rocks and scaled the cliff in less than a minute.
"Well, I will win another nobel prize for this... shall we be off?"
He could swim as fast as a car on a ighway, so catching up with the shark wasnt that hard. It was stalking a pod of migrating humpbacks and was moving in on a calf when alytar caught up. The hge fish didnt seem to mind as the camera had only a modest flash, and no bubbles escaped from the humanoid fish that was swimming with it. Then the shark rocketed forward and spd up to around 40 knots and hit the defensless calf in the flanks blood and bits of flesh were flung everywhere as hundreds of hand-sized meat-cleavers sunk deep into its flesh.... And alytar had an amphibious digital camera with GIGS of space....
About half an hour later, hank and the others could see a cloud of seaguls some distance off as Alytar lept out of the beach into the rocks and scaled the cliff in less than a minute.
"Well, I will win another nobel prize for this... shall we be off?"
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They had parked downtown, near the mall. Marcus had wanted to take the Metro in, but Nuada reminded him the subways would be watched with fugitive recognition software, and Department of Homeland security had gotten very adept at catching people in that fashion.
The two were walking towards the National Art Gallery, a huge Canvas advertisment over the building proclaiming the new European Mythology exhibit. There were a a few pictures of statues, one of Thor, and another Marcus didn't recognize. Nuada looked up at them, and smiled. He recognized the other statue.
They reached the start of the steps, and Marcus had the strange feeling that they were being followed. Even if they weren't, he knew that letting Nuada in would cause him trouble, especially with that strange smile...the first smile he had seen on him, as a matter of a fact. Yes, yes....he would have to kill him now. He reached for his Katana...and noticed it missing. That's right, they'd left it in the truck so it wouldn't set off the Metal detectors.
Through his heightened senses, Nuada noticed Marcus reaching for his absent Katana. Nuada wasn't surprised, Marcus may have been insane, but he wasn't stupid. It was coming soon, then. Marcus had seen his reaction to the Statue of....himself. Yes, yes that was why he'd agreed to come to DC. The rest must have been guiding him to the means of his restoration of his powers.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Marcus was going to Kill him...no...that woman...she was around somewhere. He looked at the sky, it was dusk. He caught another scent...that Vampire was here too, what did that mean?
Marcus was raising his palms, Nuada turned and faced him. There was a loud *BANG!!!* and a flash of light. Both Nuada and Marcus staggered. People scremaed and started running. As Nuada tried to blinked out lights, he felt a beam impact him, then an other. He saw Marcus fall, and another beam hit him.
Nuada staggered, and fell to the ground. He looked up and saw a half adozen PRID agents in Power armor standing over him and Marcus. Then he passed out.
The two were walking towards the National Art Gallery, a huge Canvas advertisment over the building proclaiming the new European Mythology exhibit. There were a a few pictures of statues, one of Thor, and another Marcus didn't recognize. Nuada looked up at them, and smiled. He recognized the other statue.
They reached the start of the steps, and Marcus had the strange feeling that they were being followed. Even if they weren't, he knew that letting Nuada in would cause him trouble, especially with that strange smile...the first smile he had seen on him, as a matter of a fact. Yes, yes....he would have to kill him now. He reached for his Katana...and noticed it missing. That's right, they'd left it in the truck so it wouldn't set off the Metal detectors.
Through his heightened senses, Nuada noticed Marcus reaching for his absent Katana. Nuada wasn't surprised, Marcus may have been insane, but he wasn't stupid. It was coming soon, then. Marcus had seen his reaction to the Statue of....himself. Yes, yes that was why he'd agreed to come to DC. The rest must have been guiding him to the means of his restoration of his powers.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Marcus was going to Kill him...no...that woman...she was around somewhere. He looked at the sky, it was dusk. He caught another scent...that Vampire was here too, what did that mean?
Marcus was raising his palms, Nuada turned and faced him. There was a loud *BANG!!!* and a flash of light. Both Nuada and Marcus staggered. People scremaed and started running. As Nuada tried to blinked out lights, he felt a beam impact him, then an other. He saw Marcus fall, and another beam hit him.
Nuada staggered, and fell to the ground. He looked up and saw a half adozen PRID agents in Power armor standing over him and Marcus. Then he passed out.
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Marcus had smiled and just before he could release his destructive blast he felt something something striking him in the back before lights came up, he turned and released a blast which illuminated the scene for a moment showing a good dozen men in Power armor, that number was reduced to 11 from the blast which was relatively low powered.
It was then that the second bolt hit and Marcus went down to his knee. He saw one of the armored personel point a weapon at him and he put up his field to deflect the shot but it didn't go up fast enough and he was caught square in the chest. Marcus was flung back and his barrier flickered then died with Marcus's mind as he passed out. The last thing Marcus felt was something of sorrow and helplessness. But it wasn't from him.
The apparation sat in the shadows, remaining unseen as it watched the PRID agents take away Nuada and Marcus, she made a sighing motion and dissappeared into mist once again.
It was then that the second bolt hit and Marcus went down to his knee. He saw one of the armored personel point a weapon at him and he put up his field to deflect the shot but it didn't go up fast enough and he was caught square in the chest. Marcus was flung back and his barrier flickered then died with Marcus's mind as he passed out. The last thing Marcus felt was something of sorrow and helplessness. But it wasn't from him.
The apparation sat in the shadows, remaining unseen as it watched the PRID agents take away Nuada and Marcus, she made a sighing motion and dissappeared into mist once again.
"Yes, this time I must ask you not to leave the car. Come one, if we don't hurry we're going to be late."Alyrium Denryle wrote:Alytar didnt even bother opening the door, but rather, lept out the open window and dove headlong into the surf(200 feet down)o, amphibious camera in hand.
He could swim as fast as a car on a ighway, so catching up with the shark wasnt that hard. It was stalking a pod of migrating humpbacks and was moving in on a calf when alytar caught up. The hge fish didnt seem to mind as the camera had only a modest flash, and no bubbles escaped from the humanoid fish that was swimming with it. Then the shark rocketed forward and spd up to around 40 knots and hit the defensless calf in the flanks blood and bits of flesh were flung everywhere as hundreds of hand-sized meat-cleavers sunk deep into its flesh.... And alytar had an amphibious digital camera with GIGS of space....
About half an hour later, hank and the others could see a cloud of seaguls some distance off as Alytar lept out of the beach into the rocks and scaled the cliff in less than a minute.
"Well, I will win another nobel prize for this... shall we be off?"
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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Straha wrote:"Yes, this time I must ask you not to leave the car. Come one, if we don't hurry we're going to be late."Alyrium Denryle wrote:Alytar didnt even bother opening the door, but rather, lept out the open window and dove headlong into the surf(200 feet down)o, amphibious camera in hand.
He could swim as fast as a car on a ighway, so catching up with the shark wasnt that hard. It was stalking a pod of migrating humpbacks and was moving in on a calf when alytar caught up. The hge fish didnt seem to mind as the camera had only a modest flash, and no bubbles escaped from the humanoid fish that was swimming with it. Then the shark rocketed forward and spd up to around 40 knots and hit the defensless calf in the flanks blood and bits of flesh were flung everywhere as hundreds of hand-sized meat-cleavers sunk deep into its flesh.... And alytar had an amphibious digital camera with GIGS of space....
About half an hour later, hank and the others could see a cloud of seaguls some distance off as Alytar lept out of the beach into the rocks and scaled the cliff in less than a minute.
"Well, I will win another nobel prize for this... shall we be off?"
"Alright... though if you want I can enhance the cars speed"
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There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
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There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
"No, although you can do that with the plane."Alyrium Denryle wrote:Straha wrote:"Yes, this time I must ask you not to leave the car. Come one, if we don't hurry we're going to be late."Alyrium Denryle wrote:Alytar didnt even bother opening the door, but rather, lept out the open window and dove headlong into the surf(200 feet down)o, amphibious camera in hand.
He could swim as fast as a car on a ighway, so catching up with the shark wasnt that hard. It was stalking a pod of migrating humpbacks and was moving in on a calf when alytar caught up. The hge fish didnt seem to mind as the camera had only a modest flash, and no bubbles escaped from the humanoid fish that was swimming with it. Then the shark rocketed forward and spd up to around 40 knots and hit the defensless calf in the flanks blood and bits of flesh were flung everywhere as hundreds of hand-sized meat-cleavers sunk deep into its flesh.... And alytar had an amphibious digital camera with GIGS of space....
About half an hour later, hank and the others could see a cloud of seaguls some distance off as Alytar lept out of the beach into the rocks and scaled the cliff in less than a minute.
"Well, I will win another nobel prize for this... shall we be off?"
"Alright... though if you want I can enhance the cars speed"
Hank watched as the gate guards waved them threw, in another three minutes they arrived at the hanger.
"Right, get in, strap yourself in, and then if you could just kill the sound of the sonic boom."
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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"Oh, I can do that very easily"
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Hank nodded, then said, "Start it NOW!"
And with that the plane lifted off, and sped over the distance to pick up Ragam. Ahead of them Hank sent the electonic Message "Get ready, NOW!"
And with that the plane lifted off, and sped over the distance to pick up Ragam. Ahead of them Hank sent the electonic Message "Get ready, NOW!"
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
"So tell me Mr. Thompson....."
Nuada blinked the fog away from him, then he tried to stand up. To his great surprise, he found himself unable to move...anywhere. He focused at the wall around him. It was a nondescript metal cell with a bed, and a camera in every corner.
".....What, I have to wonder...are your parents thinking of their only child now?"
There was a man sitting in a desk across from him, behind the Transparent aluminum window. He envisioned his head catching on fire...but nothing happened. He was stunned. The man continued to ignore him, making a great show of looking through some papers.
"....Dear me....over 60 murders to your name?"
"I wish to speak to a lawyer."
"Good for you. You're a Enemy combatant, did you know that?"
"I am part of no army. I wish to speak to a lawyer."
The man ignored him. " You know, Mr. Thompson, it was really quite obvious where you were going to go. Why else do you think the Smithsonian really made a national effort to publicize the exhibit? Tsk tsk....We do thank you for dropping Marcus Jones into our laps, really, we couldn't have done it without you."
Nuada was starting to lose his composure.
"I am not Sean Thompson. I'm...."
"A crazy who think's he's a Celtic God, that's all you are. Don't worry, just as we have methods of neutralizing your powers, we can get you help...tsk...tsk..you should have accepted our offer in the first place Mr. Thompson."
The door opened and Two PRID orderlies walked in, holding syringes.
"Don't worry, we're here to help...."
Nuada blinked the fog away from him, then he tried to stand up. To his great surprise, he found himself unable to move...anywhere. He focused at the wall around him. It was a nondescript metal cell with a bed, and a camera in every corner.
".....What, I have to wonder...are your parents thinking of their only child now?"
There was a man sitting in a desk across from him, behind the Transparent aluminum window. He envisioned his head catching on fire...but nothing happened. He was stunned. The man continued to ignore him, making a great show of looking through some papers.
"....Dear me....over 60 murders to your name?"
"I wish to speak to a lawyer."
"Good for you. You're a Enemy combatant, did you know that?"
"I am part of no army. I wish to speak to a lawyer."
The man ignored him. " You know, Mr. Thompson, it was really quite obvious where you were going to go. Why else do you think the Smithsonian really made a national effort to publicize the exhibit? Tsk tsk....We do thank you for dropping Marcus Jones into our laps, really, we couldn't have done it without you."
Nuada was starting to lose his composure.
"I am not Sean Thompson. I'm...."
"A crazy who think's he's a Celtic God, that's all you are. Don't worry, just as we have methods of neutralizing your powers, we can get you help...tsk...tsk..you should have accepted our offer in the first place Mr. Thompson."
The door opened and Two PRID orderlies walked in, holding syringes.
"Don't worry, we're here to help...."
"The rifle itself has no moral stature, since it has no will of its own. Naturally, it may be used by evil men for evil purposes, but there are more good men than evil, and while the latter cannot be persuaded to the path of righteousness by propaganda, they can certainly be corrected by good men with rifles."
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"These seats they are itching my GILLS"
Alytar creates a barrier between himself and the seet, and starts preening his gills with the zeal of a madman
Alytar creates a barrier between himself and the seet, and starts preening his gills with the zeal of a madman
GALE Force Biological Agent/
BOTM/Great Dolphin Conspiracy/
Entomology and Evolutionary Biology Subdirector:SD.net Dept. of Biological Sciences
There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
BOTM/Great Dolphin Conspiracy/
Entomology and Evolutionary Biology Subdirector:SD.net Dept. of Biological Sciences
There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
"Guys, just remember not to drink anything out of his squirt bottle, I made that mistake when I first met him, didn't even bother to warn me after I asked if I could have some... We should be over Ragam in a couple minutes, after that we'll head to the nest, and then track our quarry across the universe."Alyrium Denryle wrote:"These seats they are itching my GILLS"
Alytar creates a barrier between himself and the seet, and starts preening his gills with the zeal of a madman
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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" It wouldnt taste very good now would it? It contains a mess of anti-biotics and things like iodine"
Alytar goes back to preening
Alytar goes back to preening
GALE Force Biological Agent/
BOTM/Great Dolphin Conspiracy/
Entomology and Evolutionary Biology Subdirector:SD.net Dept. of Biological Sciences
There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
BOTM/Great Dolphin Conspiracy/
Entomology and Evolutionary Biology Subdirector:SD.net Dept. of Biological Sciences
There is Grandeur in the View of Life; it fills me with a Deep Wonder, and Intense Cynicism.
Factio republicanum delenda est
- Captain Cyran
- Psycho Mini-lop
- Posts: 7037
- Joined: 2002-07-05 11:00pm
- Location: College... w00t?
Marcus had been awake for an hour and had been working at the gloves which surrounded his hands and did not give him access to his powers. But they were metal, so he almost pityed the person who had to first come meet him. He took another look around at the metallic box that he was in. Ok, maybe no one would be coming to greet him after all.
Marcus looked around to see if there were any cameras, he found none and as such took the oppertunity to begin to loosen one of the gloves. He didn't care that he'd been stripped of his trench coat, though it was indeed rather annoying he'd live.
"Damn Nuada, he got me caught... Time to get the hell out of here."
With that Marcus slammed the glove he'd been weakening against one of the sides. The glove shattered and he heard softened curses coming from outside his box. With a smile he let out a blast that completely melted away the side in an instant and had driven forth to destroy 3 lives and a bank of weaponry. Marcus jumped out and released another well placed blast into a grouping of men in power armor, they all went flying through the air, the suits they wore were half melted, the melted part burning through their skin, killing them slowly. Simply put there was no way they'd live. Marcus rushed forward, driving the metal glove that looked like a ball into the face of one man as he rushed past them. He fired another blast into a group of troops which he'd taken by surprise. It was then that he saw his clothes and swords.
"Those bastards better have not touched my stuff..."
Marcus rushed to his materials after smashing the head of another gaurd. Only a few left. Marcus grabbed his trenchcoat then smashed his other glove, put his katana's on, then threw his trenchcoat over them. With a quick look around he fired a smaller blast into the doors which immediately gave way. He rushed through the doors and after maybe 15 more minutes of running and blasting he had made his way outside, on the edge of Washington D.C. He didn't even look back as he ran forward, he needed to get away, far away.
Marcus looked around to see if there were any cameras, he found none and as such took the oppertunity to begin to loosen one of the gloves. He didn't care that he'd been stripped of his trench coat, though it was indeed rather annoying he'd live.
"Damn Nuada, he got me caught... Time to get the hell out of here."
With that Marcus slammed the glove he'd been weakening against one of the sides. The glove shattered and he heard softened curses coming from outside his box. With a smile he let out a blast that completely melted away the side in an instant and had driven forth to destroy 3 lives and a bank of weaponry. Marcus jumped out and released another well placed blast into a grouping of men in power armor, they all went flying through the air, the suits they wore were half melted, the melted part burning through their skin, killing them slowly. Simply put there was no way they'd live. Marcus rushed forward, driving the metal glove that looked like a ball into the face of one man as he rushed past them. He fired another blast into a group of troops which he'd taken by surprise. It was then that he saw his clothes and swords.
"Those bastards better have not touched my stuff..."
Marcus rushed to his materials after smashing the head of another gaurd. Only a few left. Marcus grabbed his trenchcoat then smashed his other glove, put his katana's on, then threw his trenchcoat over them. With a quick look around he fired a smaller blast into the doors which immediately gave way. He rushed through the doors and after maybe 15 more minutes of running and blasting he had made his way outside, on the edge of Washington D.C. He didn't even look back as he ran forward, he needed to get away, far away.
- Agent Fisher
- Rabid Monkey
- Posts: 3671
- Joined: 2003-04-29 11:56pm
- Location: Sac-Town, CA, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way, Universe
Mancer had been notified by PRID personnel when the two wanted people were captured and brought in. She had nothing to do, so she entered the cell of the man known as Thompson. He was sitting in a corner, staring into space.
"Mr... Thompson. Welcome. I am Mancer, and I am, for now, the director of this facility. We'd like to discu-"
There was a loud boom and an explosion. People started shouting.
"We'll continue this conversation later. It seems like your friend is making a bid for freedom."
Mancer quickly rushed out of the room, but by the time she got to Marcus' cell, he was already gone.
"Mr... Thompson. Welcome. I am Mancer, and I am, for now, the director of this facility. We'd like to discu-"
There was a loud boom and an explosion. People started shouting.
"We'll continue this conversation later. It seems like your friend is making a bid for freedom."
Mancer quickly rushed out of the room, but by the time she got to Marcus' cell, he was already gone.
BoTM, MM, HAB, JL
- Dahak
- Emperor's Hand
- Posts: 7292
- Joined: 2002-10-29 12:08pm
- Location: Admiralty House, Landing, Manticore
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Dorian thought it was time for a new visit. THis time as himself. He really didn't like it, but after a talk with his superiors, he had too.
His limousine stopped in front of the main entrance of the PRID headquarters, and he strode into the lobby as if he owned the building, with all his aristocratic arrogance.
"I'd like to speak with Ms. Mancer," he told the guard.
Looking up, he snorted. "And who'Re you? I don't see why I -"
"That is none of your business," his voice was cold as ice. "Just tell her Mr. McGreyth is here to see her." He nudged his mind a bit in the desired direction.
He picked up the phone and talked for a while, until he looked again at Dorian.
"She's busy right now, but you-" He was interrupted by a loud explosion, and the room shaked.
He scanned the guards mind for the location of MAncers office, and pushed past him, deeper into the office.
His limousine stopped in front of the main entrance of the PRID headquarters, and he strode into the lobby as if he owned the building, with all his aristocratic arrogance.
"I'd like to speak with Ms. Mancer," he told the guard.
Looking up, he snorted. "And who'Re you? I don't see why I -"
"That is none of your business," his voice was cold as ice. "Just tell her Mr. McGreyth is here to see her." He nudged his mind a bit in the desired direction.
He picked up the phone and talked for a while, until he looked again at Dorian.
"She's busy right now, but you-" He was interrupted by a loud explosion, and the room shaked.
He scanned the guards mind for the location of MAncers office, and pushed past him, deeper into the office.
Great Dolphin Conspiracy - Chatter box
"Implications: we have been intercepted deliberately by a means unknown, for a purpose unknown, and transferred to a place unknown by a form of intelligence unknown. Apart from the unknown, everything is obvious." ZORAC
GALE Force Euro Wimp
Human dignity shall be inviolable. To respect and protect it shall be the duty of all state authority.
- Grand Moff Yenchin
- Sith Devotee
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- Joined: 2003-02-07 12:49pm
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"Two people have been sent in under maximum security and obviously one has escaped. Captain Piett has ordered us to focus on our current mission since 'she' could handle it, any ideas?"
"Again it is unlikely associated with the DC attack. As Piett says, focus on Dogget."
Nick arrived at Senator Patine's office, only a few policemen were guarding the outside of the devastated office. The bounty hunter easily passed their guard and sneaked in.
Almost everything besides the desk was a mess, a computer was on the desk but Nick didn't want to take chances on making noises while turning it on or using it, and probably the senator had codes in his computer which he was incapable of hacking.
While pondering what to do next Nick felt the wind pressure of an attack, since he didn't have his senses he barely escaped the devastating blow. Nick twisted his knelt pose for a counterattacking kick, his opponent seemed to glide backwards a few steps and with a sudden tap of his toe leapt foward ready to give a punch. Nick, still in kneeling pose, reacted with a grappling technique locking his opponent's arms. Nick was ready to ask questions when his left hand began to feel numb. His opponent easily escaped Nick's lock and pushed his mouth before leaping on the desk, giving him a bow. Nick's mouth began to feel numb as well.
"Don't even think of whispering, the toxin will expand faster." The man said as he called in his partner, which was a clown. The clown took out a loop, dipped it in a bottle he was carrying, and blew a big bubble. The bubble slowly landed on the ground.
"My name is Han Dee, but people usually call me Handy. My funny friend here is Rekoj, his bubbles are wonderful, this one will probably take out Capitol Hill when it pops."
Nick collapsed to the ground, it seemed that the toxin has expanded throughout his body.
Handy and Rekoj walked out and were joined by a third person.
"PRID bounty hunter? Pfft, owned by Templars." was the last words Nick heard before......
"Again it is unlikely associated with the DC attack. As Piett says, focus on Dogget."
Nick arrived at Senator Patine's office, only a few policemen were guarding the outside of the devastated office. The bounty hunter easily passed their guard and sneaked in.
Almost everything besides the desk was a mess, a computer was on the desk but Nick didn't want to take chances on making noises while turning it on or using it, and probably the senator had codes in his computer which he was incapable of hacking.
While pondering what to do next Nick felt the wind pressure of an attack, since he didn't have his senses he barely escaped the devastating blow. Nick twisted his knelt pose for a counterattacking kick, his opponent seemed to glide backwards a few steps and with a sudden tap of his toe leapt foward ready to give a punch. Nick, still in kneeling pose, reacted with a grappling technique locking his opponent's arms. Nick was ready to ask questions when his left hand began to feel numb. His opponent easily escaped Nick's lock and pushed his mouth before leaping on the desk, giving him a bow. Nick's mouth began to feel numb as well.
"Don't even think of whispering, the toxin will expand faster." The man said as he called in his partner, which was a clown. The clown took out a loop, dipped it in a bottle he was carrying, and blew a big bubble. The bubble slowly landed on the ground.
"My name is Han Dee, but people usually call me Handy. My funny friend here is Rekoj, his bubbles are wonderful, this one will probably take out Capitol Hill when it pops."
Nick collapsed to the ground, it seemed that the toxin has expanded throughout his body.
Handy and Rekoj walked out and were joined by a third person.
"PRID bounty hunter? Pfft, owned by Templars." was the last words Nick heard before......