General Stuff #3
The Console Wars: Blackout
Archive: 750 posts
| ((SO. Anyone feel in the mood to make a post to continue the arena scene, or should I come up with something?)) | 2012-03-14 07:28:00 Author: Merc  Posts: 2135 |
((Will do as soon as I can. It's not finished until it's over!  )) | 2012-03-14 20:30:00 Author: gdn001  Posts: 5891 |
| ((Oh, well, I know abyssal will need to get Ziggy over to the clearing where Isaac, Rico, Jak and co. are heading. I guess then the ten of them will make some plans, although I'm not real sure if abyssal has any plans. I mean, I know she had ideas on at least trying to blow up New Natal, or at least some sort of building or base there, after they're all together, although I'm not sure if the intentions will make any sense yet, considering Sony's been the one doing the attacking, not Microsoft.)) | 2012-03-15 03:24:00 Author: Dragonvarsity  Posts: 5208 |
| ((Oh, well, I know abyssal will need to get Ziggy over to the clearing where Isaac, Rico, Jak and co. are heading. I guess then the ten of them will make some plans, although I'm not real sure if abyssal has any plans. I mean, I know she had ideas on at least trying to blow up New Natal, or at least some sort of building or base there, after they're all together, although I'm not sure if the intentions will make any sense yet, considering Sony's been the one doing the attacking, not Microsoft.)) ((Yeah, let's not forget that Sony has just gone to war with Nintendo, so we'll need some people to be covering that as well.)) | 2012-03-15 03:36:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Yeah, let's not forget that Sony has just gone to war with Nintendo, so we'll need some people to be covering that as well.)) ((Okay, so I know that Sony attacked Faithville, over where the Sega HQ is. They also attacked the Nintendo capital, or at least some base, right? By the way, just curious, but if so, then why is Sony attacking Nintendo, or is it supposed to be a mystery?)) | 2012-03-15 16:26:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Okay, so I know that Sony attacked Faithville, over where the Sega HQ is. They also attacked the Nintendo capital, or at least some base, right? By the way, just curious, but if so, then why is Sony attacking Nintendo, or is it supposed to be a mystery?)) ((No no no no no. No. They only attacked the Nintendo in Hyrule City, and not Faithville. As for why they attacked, it still had to to with that plane crashing in Sao Paulo.)) | 2012-03-15 18:13:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I thought I heard something about Sony attacking Faithville, my mistake. Anyway though, where exactly is Hyrule City located? I know Sao Paulo is in Brazil, and New Natal is in Texas, but not where Hyrule City is supposed to be located in TCW.)) | 2012-03-15 19:07:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I thought I heard something about Sony attacking Faithville, my mistake. Anyway though, where exactly is Hyrule City located? I know Sao Paulo is in Brazil, and New Natal is in Texas, but not where Hyrule City is supposed to be located in TCW.)) ((Japan.)) | 2012-03-15 20:54:00 Author: Testudini  Posts: 3262 |
| Her boots pounded against the uneven concrete slabs which lined the floor.. Two more guards appeared at the end of the corridor and she caught sight of the brutal looking meat cleavers clutched tightly in their palms. Ziggy tried to fire the gun but it kept jamming, no matter how many times she mashed the trigger. It was the end. It had to be. The words she murmured to herself told her more than the gun jamming ever could. “You know what, I quit...” She was exhausted. She was sick of everything. She spread her arms wide and roared at the top of her lungs; throwing the pistol with every last ounce of strength left in her body. “COME GET ME !” The pistol soared majestically through the air; the muzzle making contact with yet another crack in the ceiling. It did nothing... Nothing apart from become the catalyst for what was about to happen next. Twenty tiles spontaneously disintegrated directly above the two mercenaries' heads. Ziggy was forced to swiftly skid to a stop and hurl herself backwards to avoid the cascade of falling rubble. Yet she could still make out the blurred silhouettes of the soldiers lost in the smog; the undeterred monsters rushing madly towards her, apparently unaware of the danger, or too ***** determined to stop before they could plunge the glinting blades through her flesh. But who was she to call them monsters? Ziggy had ended more lives than she could bear to remember; how could she know if they had destroyed even a single life? It took a few more seconds; a few more precious seconds; to emerge from her nightmarish daydream. The frontrunner was now so close, she could smell the scent of death on his rancid breath. But Ziggy refused to give in to the overpowering urge telling her to cover her eyes from the swirling sepia storm. She wanted to meet her death with open eyes. The man raised his clenched fist; getting ready to drive he blade down through her jugular, time freezing to a halt... Almost. But not even that was quite enough to stop the serrated edge of the blade meeting her creamy vanilla skin. | 2012-03-16 20:26:00 Author: abyssalassassin  Posts: 717 |
| ((Did Ziggy just ded?)) | 2012-03-16 23:02:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((did ziggy just ded?)) (( D: )))))))))i))))) | 2012-03-16 23:25:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
((Who said anything about her dying?  )) | 2012-03-17 01:01:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Who said anything about her dying? )) ((YOU JUST GAVE ME A GOOD IDEA FOR MY NEXT POST.)) ((Aw yeah.)) | 2012-03-17 01:06:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Gecko: "The clearing should be up ahead, we'll be able to set things up." Zim: "What do you mean, set things up?" Jak: "You know, tents and stuff. Zim: "I was kind of expecting, you know, you guys actually had a base set up." Jak: "We don't need a fancy base. Besides, we might not be staying here very long anyway, so just incase..." Isaac: "You do have computers in this clearing, right?" Gecko nodded silently. Alex: "What about Ziggy?" Jak: "I can't be sure how long Ziggy will be, she's always good at getting herself in trouble." Isaac: Is it right through here?" Gecko: "Mhm." They arrived at the clearing, undisturbed, with the stuff they left their intact. Everyone started to set things up, as Gecko booted up one of the computers, setting it down. Rico: "How should we expect Ziggy and Dynamo to arrive?" Jak: "Don't know really.." Rico: "Are you not sending any form of transportation." Jak: "Not really. Look, we got seperated. If it wasn't for that, I'd be there with her, but I'm not. She'll think of something. Zim: "What the hell....." Heather: "What is it Zim?" Zim pushed aside some wires, sheets and more, to find a crate that had been dropped off there, the same looking one given to Isaac. Nay, the same one given to Isaac. Heather and Rico both glanced over to Isaac. Heather: "Is that the same crate you had Isaac?" Isaac: I think so." | 2012-03-18 20:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
I got reported for bad language, due to only replacing one letter with an asterisk out of each word. I'll try and adhere to the rules and not swear as much from now on.  ***** that sh*t. No-one tells me what to do. | 2012-03-19 19:50:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((I find it dissapointing that i've only been able to come up with 2 sentences for my next post in the last week.)) ((Oh well, it'll come to me eventually.)) | 2012-03-19 21:08:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I got reported for bad language, due to only replacing one letter with an asterisk out of each word. I'll try and adhere to the rules and not swear as much from now on. )) ((You can keep the density, just add more asterisks. Don't worry, we will still know what you mean. )) | 2012-03-20 00:10:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((You can keep the density, just add more asterisks. Don't worry, we will still know what you mean. )) ((Did you report me? If so, I suggest you take a closer look at my message, particularly the white space underneath. )) | 2012-03-20 08:26:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Did you report me? If so, I suggest you take a closer look at my message, particularly the white space underneath. )) ((It wasn't me, why would you think it was me? D: )) ((And I saw what you did there. :kz: )) ((Btw, my post also got edited, so I guess that makes me innocent (or guilty?))) | 2012-03-20 17:36:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Lady edited a bunch of posts in this thread with swearing and asterisks in it)) | 2012-03-21 14:11:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((NNNGGAAALLLRRRIGHTY)) Rico: Wait, if it is... How did it get in the middle of nowhere? Isaac: You think I would know? Zim: Uhh, can you guys fill me in? Rico: I don't know if I talked to you about the Blackout crates already... Well, that's one of them. Zim: Uh-huh... Heather: Well, what we do then? Hide it? Or do we bring it with us? Zim looked behind her, seeing that Gecko and Jak were busy setting up their equipment in the clearing. Zim: Ya know... What about we open it up? Rico: Excuse me, what? Zim: Right here, right now. I mean, we need to know anything we can about Blackout, right? Isaac: I don't know if that would be a good idea... Rico: Not to mention we need to discover how to open it first... That's one of the reasons I went after you, by matter of fact. Zim: You don't think I would know how to open it, would you? Because... Rico: No, no, no, I meant to find GDN. Zim: Oh. Because I was going to say I could try something... Zim took the cane from her back and tried to use it as a lever to open the crate. But as she started to push the lid open, the crate began to glow like it was going to blow up. Isaac: Zim, STOP! Zim: I can't, it's stuck! Zim tried to pull the cane out, but it got stuck between the crate and the lid. She was knocked back by a flash of lightning, falling to the floor. Rico thought fast and kicked the cane out of the crate, making it close quickly and sending the cane spinning towards the jungle. The flashing had stopped. Zim got up, complaining about a headache, as Jak and Gecko ran towards them to ask what happened. Gecko: What was all that racket? Heather: Well, we found this crate, and tried to open it... Isaac: It must have quite a defense mechanism... Rico: It almost fried us! Zim, ignoring all the talk, simply looked towards where her cane had flown. Zim: Greee-at... Now I have to climb that tree to get it back... Zim disappeared in the bushes, as the others kept speaking: Jak: Anyway, if you already know about these kinds of things, can you explain what it is doing in the middle of nowhere? Isaac: Beats me... Heather: I think we should hold onto it now. Might come in useful later... Jak: Well, if you pretend to blow yourself up someday... Rico: Let's focus at the matter at hand, shall we? Ziggy and the others, we should have met them already. Isaac: Why don't you call that nerdy friend of yours? Maybe she can locate her, might even make contact with Ziggy. Rico: You're right. As Rico was about to dial Kate, Zim fell from the tree she just climbed. Lying on the ground, she raised her hand with the cane held in it, pretending it was another victory. | 2012-03-26 00:41:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((OH MY GOODNESS THAT DEFENSE MECHANISM THING YOU WROTE UP KINDA FITS PERFECTLY......)) Rico called Kate, and put the phone on speaker. Gecko grabbed it and placed it next to a computer he had set up. Zim walked back over, holding her golden cane confidently. Gecko: "I'll try patching this over a secure line." Rico: "Good." Isaac looked over at the crate, seeing it spark a little after Zim's little attempt at prying it open. The call went through. Kate: "Yo, Rico?" Rico: "Yeah, hey Kate, it's me." Kate: "Is...everything alright?" Rico: "Well, a while back, my friend Isaac was sent a mysterious crate, with a special symbol, we believe it has relations to a terrorist group known as 'Ascension'." Kate: "Just like those other ones you talked about?" Rico: "Not exactly. We're not sure why it was sent to Isaac yet, but it serves a purpose." Kate: "And....it's back?" Isaac: "I tried keeping it hidden for the time being, but it's been sent back. Obviously, this was no mishap in the delivery." Kate: "Alright, well.....have you tried opening it?" Isaac: "A member of our group just tried. It seems to have a multi-level opening system, and even when she tried opening the first level, it almost electrocuted her." Kate: "Uhuh.....I'm gonna need one of you to send me some pictures, and get back to me." Rico: "Will do." Rico ended the call, and took a few pictures of the crate, from the top, to the sides, to the bottom. He then sent the photos to her phone and called her back." Rico: "Okay, did you get them?" Kate: "Yeah, let me just get them up on my screen..." Kate got a chord, with one end plugging into the phone, and the other into her computer. She examined the enlarged pictures on her screen for a second, before responding again to Rico. Kate: " You guys are right, the security system for this crate is top notch. Whoever built this knows their stuff." Isaac: "Is there a way to open it?" Kate: "There might be one...." Heather: "What is it?" Kate: "If you notice on the bottom of the crate, there are indentations lined up, it looks like it's supposed to place into something." Rico: "Like what?" Kate: "Based off what it looks like, it looks like it's supposed to fit into charging panels. It seems that the only way to open all levels of this crate is to electrically charge it." Jak: "That would explain the electrocution earlier." Kate: "Exactly. Currently it's running on some electricity, but it's nowhere near enough to open it up." Rico: "Okay, so what're we looking for, some kind of powerhouse?" Kate: "Yes, a very wasteful one too. There are tons of wasteful powerhouses around the world, but only some could have panels that will match with the crate." Isaac: "So we can solve this after all!" Kate: "There's just.....one problem." Everyone went silent for a second. Rico: "What's the problem Kate?" Kate: "You said a member of your party tried opening it, right?" Rico: "...That's correct." Kate: "See, this crate of yours is very......needy. Until it's fully charged, it needs electricity. That was fine because the electricity was cycling inside the crate. But now that it's been opened, the electricity is slowly being released. A good chunk of it was probably removed when it was first opened." Zim slowly walked backwards. Rico: "Are you saying, if we don't get it charged soon, we may never be able to open it?" Kate: "That's exactly what I'm saying." Again, some silence. Isaac: "How long do we have until it......you know....runs out?" Kate: "I'm sorry, I don't know." Rico: "Can you get us a rough estimate?" Kate: "Hours.." Isaac: "How many?" Kate: "I'm not sure, I'm sorry." Jak: "......Okay, what are those options, for where we can charge this crate?" Kate: "Well, if you want the closest possible building that should fit the bill for this...well, you won't like it?" Alex: "It can't be that bad.." Kate: "Yes, it is." Rico: "Just tell us Kate." Kate: ".....It's in the Sega Tower, in Faithville." | 2012-03-26 01:53:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Kate: ".....It's in the Sega Tower, in Faithville." ((Finally, a possible way out of this 2 week old writer's block of mine...)) | 2012-03-26 04:40:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Finally, a possible way out of this 2 week old writer's block of mine...)) ((Are you suggesting we should clash together sometime in the future? If so, it might take a little while, as we first have to continue plans until Ziggy arrives and then work on whatever mission before I have Isaac head there. Forgive me if I just simply misunderstood your post.)) | 2012-03-26 14:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I have to say, DV, that last post WAS EPIC. I love the electricity thing. Can Ziggy/Dynamo meet up with everyone in Faithville later on? And are we the only 3 left? :S)) ((EDIT: Sorry, are we the only FIVE left? (DV, GDN, Toortle, Me and Merc?) )) ((EDIT EDIT: I'm extremely interested to find, through a little bit of backtracking, that an entire post of mine has been deleted. I'm a little bit annoyed about editing, but hey, I respect that as a mod, and this being a forum about a game with a young ERSB rating, you might have to do that, but I think deleting an entire post without informing me is a bit below the bar. If any of you are interested to know, it's the one where Ziggy and Dynamo first wonder into Faithville and Ziggy runs into the statue. NOT AMUSED.  | 2012-03-26 19:57:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((I have to say, DV, that last post WAS EPIC. I love the electricity thing. Can Ziggy/Dynamo meet up with everyone in Faithville later on? And are we the only 3 left? :S)) ((EDIT: Sorry, are we the only FIVE left? (DV, GDN, Toortle, Me and Merc?) )) ((Thank you very much abyssal. About Faithville, I was already planning on having Isaac head for Faithville, so I guess it could work. I'd like to talk to you some about that via private messaging.)) ((As far as the electrical crate idea goes, with some helpful chat with Testudini, I already got the idea for it to be charged to be opened. You can thank gdn and his post for giving me the idea that it's running out of electricity and needs to be charged ASAP.)) | 2012-03-26 20:27:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((And I think that I might have found some inspiration to finish my post. DONT WORRY ZIGGY, I'M COMING!)) | 2012-03-26 20:58:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((EDIT: Sorry, are we the only FIVE left? (DV, GDN, Toortle, Me and Merc?) )) ((That's why we try to get as many people as possible. Because at least half of them give up in the middle of the way. ))((EDIT EDIT: I'm extremely interested to find, through a little bit of backtracking, that an entire post of mine has been deleted. I'm a little bit annoyed about editing, but hey, I respect that as a mod, and this being a forum about a game with a young ERSB rating, you might have to do that, but I think deleting an entire post without informing me is a bit below the bar. If any of you are interested to know, it's the one where Ziggy and Dynamo first wonder into Faithville and Ziggy runs into the statue. NOT AMUSED. ((Shall forever be kept in our minds, and be part of our souls.)) | 2012-03-26 23:27:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((And I think that I might have found some inspiration to finish my post. DONT WORRY ZIGGY, I'M COMING!)) ((HOLD ON SHE'S GETTING A HELI FROM THE NEARBY JUNKYARD I'M NOT SURE EXISTS. xD)) | 2012-03-27 07:44:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| Rubble came crashing down around her, not enough to cause the whole building to collapse yet distracting the guards for the split second that adrenaline rushed through Alexa's bones and gave her the chance to lunge out at the guard holding her DMR and rip it from his hands, smacking him with the butt of the weapon the second after and running off down a hallway which may or may not be the exit path. 'Alright, plan of action... Find Laura, search for Pete, and find a path the hell out of this place while hopefully finding people who don't want to kill me along the way, and avoiding the parts of the building which are collapsing faster than others.' The celing above her comes crashing down, with Alexa moving to the left with a bit of time to spare. 'Well, i'm off to a good start.' She followed by rounding the corner and looking down the hallway to find 2 larger men running through the dust of the destruction with cleavers in hand, after another woman of about her size, who looks to have caused the problem. 'They always say the enemy of my enemy is my friend...' Alexa took aim with her rifle, the men not having noticed her yet. ((I'll differ to you, abyssal with how you want to handle this. You can continue if you want, or I can, cuz this wasn't that long a post. Kinda dissapointed that this took 2 weeks to finish, but I really needed to get out of this situation.)) | 2012-03-28 05:50:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((****, I was going to get a huge chunk of rock to fall down and- well, have you ever seen Hot Fuzz, with the reporter being killed with the church spire? Bit gory, but it'd make sense to search it up if you want to see the direction of my next post. )) | 2012-03-28 08:06:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((****, I was going to get a huge chunk of rock to fall down and- well, have you ever seen Hot Fuzz, with the reporter being killed with the church spire? Bit gory, but it'd make sense to search it up if you want to see the direction of my next post. )) ((I've seen it, and all I have to say is that this is a family website.  And you can still have that happen, Alexa hasn't fired yet.)) | 2012-03-28 13:06:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Awards for everybody!)) http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn65/warlord_evil/console-wars_small.jpg | 2012-03-28 22:12:00 Author: warlord_evil  Posts: 4193 |
| ((Awards for everybody!)) http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn65/warlord_evil/console-wars_small.jpg ((Apreciate it.)) | 2012-03-28 23:40:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((K so, who's next in line for a post? Abyssal? GDN? DV?)) | 2012-03-31 03:32:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((K so, who's next in line for a post? Abyssal? GDN? DV?)) ((I'm on standby.)) | 2012-03-31 03:45:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((K so, who's next in line for a post? Abyssal? GDN? DV?)) ((I've been talking with abyssal some about future plans and all, and what to do next. It's not exactly crystal clear, plus I need permission from her to do somethingvinbone of my posts, but until then.....)) Isaac looked over for the medkit supplies, trying to tend to the bullet wound in his shoulder. Everyone was still quiet though from the news Kate had just brought them. Rico: "Faithville...huh. If Ziggy is still there, maybe we go to her, slow down forces, and unlock the crate before it's too late." Jak: "It's not that easy. Faithville is a warzone, and if we could even try to match Blackout's armies....we don't have the resources or support, and we sure as hell don't have the time." Alex: "So we sit and wait for Ziggy to show up?" Jak: "She's already in there, I'm not gonna get caught in there too. Kate, is there any way we can track Ziggy's location? If we can get some sort of basic schematics, we might be able to find a way out nearby. See how close she is." Kate: "Umm...yeah, I might be able to try something, you guys hang tight though, I might need you in a bit though Jak." Jak: "Got it." Isaac: "We still need to *hngrr*....deal with that crate." ((Still in pain some)) Isaac shifted his eyes towards the crate. Jak: "Later." Isaac: "We don't have that kind of time." Jak: "You don't know when this is going to run out, until then why don't we focus on the objective?" Isaac: "Better to come too early than too late. If you're too worried about protecting your own a$$, then fine. Just don't try to be a burden on me. If I have to go to Faithville alone, then fine. This job still has to be done." Kate: ".....Jak, I'm gonna need your help now, with Ziggy." Jak: "Alright" Jak walked over to Rico's phone, with Kate over on the other line, giving Isaac a menacing glare. Isaac: *To Jak* "I'll do what I can to help with Ziggy, but this crate is one of my top priorities now." ((@warlord_evil: Thanks a lot. Did you make those?")) | 2012-03-31 13:54:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| The floor suddenly shifted, making Ziggy twist sideways, whilst her assailant plunged forwards and hit the deck; knocking himself out. She could feel some sort of warm fluid trickling down her neck and she knew that the blade had made contact. There was one thing she had to do. She didn't want to though. Didn't want to know. But she had to. She prepared herself for the worst and began to count. ?One, two... three.? Ziggy reached down to touch the fresh wound. It wasn't open, which was a good sign, and as far as she knew, the dagger hadn't hit a vein, or even worse, an artery. But even so, the blood flow was too severe to survive longer than a few hours without bleeding out. And the second grunt was only ten meters away from making sure she didn't survive all of a few seconds longer. Ziggy began to hastily shuffle backwards, her scrambling hands searching for something; no, anything, to fight back with. But nothing met her scrabbling, splayed palms. It turned out that nothing needed to. Because at that point a one meter long boulder rushed downwards; slicing directly through the man's head and embedding itself deep into his neck, the resultant force showering the corridor with liquid the colour of which never seemed to spend more than a couple of hours out of her life. The guard began to stagger drunkenly around the narrow space, finally coming to a halt and face-planting, correction, rock-planting, a full five seconds after his decapitation. More vomiting. A bit of swearing. More vomiting. A bit more swearing. More... You guessed right. It took a minute to shakily pick herself up and wrestle the knife out of his clenched fist. It took another minute to start running, or rather, in Ziggy's case, zigzag her way back through the cataclysm of hurt and pain she had caused. No one else. But now it was time to push those memories out of her mind, pretend that they had never happened and carry on going. Like she always did. But it still took her a few more seconds to realise where she was going. To rescue Dynamo. Obviously. So she started running again, her balance still impaired but now less so. Obviously. At this point everything was obvious. Apart from the soldier rushing towards her in the smoke. It was a split second reaction. In the escalating confusion, she couldn't make out the person's face. By the time Ziggy recognised the woman, her dagger was already swinging downwards. Alexa screamed out as the knife embedded itself in her right shoulder. | 2012-04-01 09:53:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| (( Guys, I really cant post but I have been reading. just so ya know (( also thinking of photo-shopping a book cover for this )) | 2012-04-01 14:41:00 Author: nerzdadestroyer  Posts: 1527 |
| ((Gonna wait untill im not terrefied of ruining people's plans for the group to post my update for Jordan and Alex )) | 2012-04-02 19:28:00 Author: butter-kicker  Posts: 1061 |
| ((Status about upcoming post: )) http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/demotivational-posters-soon6.jpg | 2012-04-03 18:14:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Random made-up tech stuff for phone)) Kate: "Jak, I think I might be able to get to Ziggy's phone, but I'll need your help." Jak: "What's there to do?" Kate: "Well, obviously, there's no "track Ziggy's phone" button. I've got a special software to scour for electronic devices, but I need some sort of information to help me locate it. It will still require some work, but I can get enough information, hack into some equipment there for scanning purposes, maybe bounce a signal off of a-" Jak: "Skip the techno babble. Just tell me what I need to do, okay?" Kate: "Whatever you know about it?" Jak: "Well, it's a military phone.....modern kind of phone.." Kate: *sigh* Jak: "It's got some attachment on the side I think..." Gecko quickly interjected, knowing Jak didn't have much to contribute. Gecko: "It's a Black Military-style phone. It's water-proof and shock-proof, and has a detachable battery. It has a Sony CHAOS Dual Core Processor. It also has a tape recorder functionality and can be powered via solar power if it's on it's last leg." Kate: "Wow, umm, thanks..uh.." Gecko: "Gecko." Kate: "Alright then, thanks Gecko. I'll call you guys back when I get some results, alright?" Rico: "Alright then, thanks Kate." Kate ended the call to do her research. Zim: "I'm not that great with apologies, but, yeah..sorry about that whole, "opening the crate, times now set off" crap. So uuhh, good luck with that." Ivon: "I'm just amazed with its weight, not very heavy. Isn't that like...steel or something?" Gecko: "Some kind of special metal, it's probably real powerful too." After a little while, Kate called back. And so, Rico answered, and put it back on speaker. Rico: "Kate, did you get anything?" Kate: "It was pretty complicated, but I've got a number of devices that fit a few things mentioned earlier. Gecko, you said it had a tape recorder function?" Gecko: "Yes, it should." Kate: "I can't get a location on any of the matches I got, but if I can get it to listen in, maybe I can take over some cameras nearby." Kate went through some of the matches, not getting much results, until she tried another one. Kate: "Alright, let's hope this one actually works." At first there wasn't much, but they could hear some guards talking. The recording transmitted came over pretty static-y, but it would have to do. Guard #1: *chhh* "Can't bel*chhh*ieeve we're missing out on *pschhh* the arena." Zim: "Arena?" Guard #2: "Who's the *chhhhh* we caught that's in the ar*pchhschhh*" Guard #1: "Dynamit*cchh* or someth*schh* like that, really*chh* lousy." Jak: "Kate, that's it!" ((Oh, and question, is Rico's commander, the guy who turned out being Blackout, the one who authorized the attack on Hyrule City?)) | 2012-04-05 00:01:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((My static looks different because of my writing style, but it's still there. The first part is still listening to the recording btw.)) "Dynamit.... or someth.... like that, really.. chh... lousy." "Kate, that's it!" "Right... wha... out the other one?" "...mute?" "Think he's important?" "Shhh!" "Yeah." "Coo- ...ait, did you hear-" *door opens* *gunshots* "Who the hell was that?" "I don't know, I think the Audio just cut out." ((Now back to where I left off.)) ------- "AAAAAH! I'm on your side here!" The dust cleared and Ziggy looked down at her victim, clearly not being one that's going to try and kill her anytime soon. "I panicked. Been through a lot today." "You and me both." Ziggy levered Alexa up off the floor as she held her rifle up to the wound. " 'Gunna be alright?" More of the celing started to crumble around them. "I'd love to chat our problems away, but we've got things to do right now!" The pair started running in no direction in particular, trying to come up with a plan of action along the way. The ground continued to rumble and celings collapsed, with explosions starting to blow around them. It was utter chaos at this point, and the two of them were distracted enough to let themselves get closelined by someone else hiding in the dust. "Alexa!" "Mom..." Alexa brought herself up this time and stared back into Laura's eyes for a few seconds before returning to the reality of the crumbling facility "Alright, i've got a plan, but we have to act fast. I think that I've found the storage room where they took our stuff, come on we can radio a pickup from there." "Hopefully anyway." The three of them proceeded to further down the hallway, with the crumbling coming to a brief cease as the room came closer into focus, with the bloody corpses or guards and prisoners dead on the floor, or barely holding themselves together. Ziggy and Alexa tried to pay no heed to their images, as it hadn't done either of them much good in the past. "This is it. Ready?" Alexa handed her weapon to Laura and placed a hand on the still-slightly-bleeding wound on her shoulder. "Ready as I'll ever be." The door swung open and the barrel of the DMR scanned the room to find only Pete searching through the weapon cabinets in the room, with a passed out Edin ungracefully placed next to them. ((I suppose we can go wherever from here, it all depends on what you guys have in mind for the next scene.)) ((EDIT: Reading through this again makes me realized how rushed of a post this was. :/ Will TRY to do better in future.)) | 2012-04-05 07:08:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((So, Alexa, Laura and Ziggy haven't reached the room with guards and phone yet, right? I mean, I know Kate could hear it, but when you directed it back to them earlier I mean.)) | 2012-04-05 12:39:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Is this nearing an end? I would love to join the next one that starts!)) | 2012-04-07 21:15:00 Author: TheBlackKnight22  Posts: 695 |
| ((Is this nearing an end? I would love to join the next one that starts!)) ((I wouldn't say that it is close to an end, but it's just stagnant for a while)) | 2012-04-07 21:32:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I wouldn't say that it is close to an end, but it's just stagnant for a while)) ((I wouldn't really call it stagnant, and I also think that we are reaching some kind of end. Once I get Alexa out of Faithville, i'm going to put my end game into motion.)) | 2012-04-07 22:11:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I wouldn't really call it stagnant, and I also think that we are reaching some kind of end. Once I get Alexa out of Faithville, i'm going to put my end game into motion.)) ((Well, then once Rico and the crew meet up with Ziggy, I'm going to have to rush the bits inbetween, and still will end after yours probably.)) | 2012-04-07 22:37:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I've already planned out my end game, it's already been hinted basically. Anyway though, Ima go talk to abyssal to see if I can continue.)) | 2012-04-08 18:46:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I think I'm going to recycle the endgame I had planned for TCW4, but as usual it will be THE endgame.)) | 2012-04-09 00:01:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| *door opens* *gunshots* "Who the hell was that?" "I don't know, I think the Audio just cut out." Jak: "Were you able to track the location of the phone?" Kate: "I can't get an exact coordinate, but I might be able to pipe into a nearby camera." Kate was able to get access to a camera in the same room as the phone. Kate: "I see some people, ....two gu-, wait, three people just walked in. They might be on the same side. I see two guards down, dead." Isaac: "Can you see any of the people's faces?" Kate: "Just one, some guy, I dont know who he is though." Jak: "Will I be able to get in contact with Ziggy?" Kate: "I don't know, you can give it a try. I'm going to have to remove the camera access, they might realize that I'm stealing bandwidth to get this footage." Jak quickly grabbed his phone from his pocket, dialing for Ziggy. ((Feel free to continue abyssal )) | 2012-04-09 18:10:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I don't mean to sound impatient here, but can we see if we can get posts on here faster? I know that everyone's busy at times but we have to keep up momentum going into TCW5. That bring me to the second thing: I would like to put together a list of all the people I interested in TCW5 so I've got an idea of how large scale we're going to make this, so just let me know if you're going to be there.)) | 2012-04-10 18:32:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I need for DV and Abyssal to settle up whatever they're up to so I can have the green light to go on.)) | 2012-04-10 18:42:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I need for DV and Abyssal to settle up whatever they're up to so I can have the green light to go on.)) ((mmmmmk, even just updates like this on the thread everyday will work out just fine of we can't get posts done everyday, keep that in mind.)) | 2012-04-10 20:31:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I'm waiting for abyssal. The plan was to get Ziggy back over to the clearing. Feel free to get Rico out of there though gdn, we don't mean to hold you down. I might have Isaac jump out a bit early too, so I can jump onto my endstory for Blackout. Anyway though, count me in for TCW5)) | 2012-04-10 20:38:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Well, I can't keep adding fillers until all is ready. The only way for me to instantly get back to posting would be ditching this whole plot section.)) | 2012-04-10 21:19:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((That's fine, you have Rico explain why he needs to leave, then I'll do the same for Isaac and Heather. Maybe Faithville has been blocked off, so Heather could get Isaac into Faithville, while Rico, or Rico and Zim, head wherever. I can then have Heather try to meet up with you. Abyssal, based off the conversation we had, it doesnt seem like you'll need much help, so a brief conversation between Ziggy and Jak should be good enough I assume. I'm not sure how often nerz and butter are visiting this thread, but I'll make sure to pm them about the whole endgame and splitting up.)) ((EDIT: Talked with abyssal, and sent private messages to both butter-kicker and nerzdadestroyer)) ((EDIT 2: Actually, I thought of something miniature that doesn't interfere with abyssal making a post ))As Jak talked with Ziggy on the phone, Ivon stood there looking at the back of the crate. He noticed, something that could slide over to the right. While the others had their back turns, he slid it across. Isaac turned his head over. Isaac: "Ivon, what are you doing?" Ivon: there's something on the back of this, look!" Isaac walked over to see what Ivon had discovered. Ivon: "It's like some digital image of a battery." It was the digital image of a battery, a long one too, with ten thin green bars in the battery. But after looking at it for a few seconds, one of the green bars disappeared. 9 bars were left. This, was the closest they'd get to a timer, and it didn't taken a rocket scientist to figure out that once all the green bars had gone black, it was too late. | 2012-04-10 22:15:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((The only reason I am not posting currentley is becuase I have no idea what Alex is doing right now or where he is at, give me a hint and I'll gladly post a few segments)) | 2012-04-11 10:03:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061 |
| ((Alex is currently with Isaac, Rico, Heather, Jak, Gecko, Zim and Ivon, at a clearing base Jak and Gecko set up. They're on the phone with a hacker friend of Rico's, Kate, and are making sure Ziggy can get out of Faithville and somehow get to where they are. Because we've been in this stalemate for a while, there might be some characters leaving to start their endgame before Ziggy gets back, although I'd assume Jak and Gecko will stay there until Ziggy gets back.So feel free to have Alex leave however, although if Rico is still suspicious of Alex, it might be best to leave right after he does.)) | 2012-04-11 13:06:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Sorry Jack, for I shall take some of the writing technique from W.A )) Everyone was silent, walking around the crate and trying to think. Zim was peeking at her journal, stopping at a sketch of a house. She sighed, then kept sliding through the pages until something caught her attention. The drawing of a high stone tower with three bells on top (http://www.free-photos.biz/images/architecture/buildings/torre_da_igreja_sa_o_paulo_apa_stolo_-_blumenau_-_sc.jpg). Zim(thinking): Wait, I remember this... The next pages were sketches of buildings and streets that she recognized as being from the same location. Finally, Zim remembered about the Blackout heat map she saw back at the office. Zim: Of course! She stood up and ran to Rico, showing him the sketches. Rico was rather surprised by Zim's sudden outburst. Zim(pushing): RICO! Do you know of this place??? Rico(surprised): Whoa, calm down! What place? Zim: This place. Rico(thoughtful): Hmm, I have a feeling I have already seen it somewhere... Rico pulls out his PDA and does some searching, Zim tries to see from behind his shoulder. Rico: Found it. It's some medium-sized city south of SP, named Blumenau. But why do you ask? Zim: Because, GDN is bound to be hiding in there! Rico(doubtful): Wait, what? How can you... Zim(energetic): On the third war, when we needed refuge, him and I went there to his old house. He was actually born there! Rico(astonished): Wait, you KNOW his birthplace? Zim: Yeah... Why so surprised? Rico(explaining): He never revealed his hometown to anyone. Ever. Well, except you. Zim: Also, while we're at it, I think that Blackout might be onto him already. I mean, there was a map... Rico(interrupting): Then we're wasting time! Rico ran up to Isaac and began to talk to him and also Heather, while Zim stood back and returned to peeking at her journal. She stopped at a page with sketches of GDN, Merc, B3 and a few other people, then sighed again. Rico came back at her, startling her and making her quickly close the journal and put it back in her backpack. Zim(expecting): So? Rico: Heather, Isaac and the others will stay and figure about the crate. We're going after GDN. Zim: What about Ziggy? Rico: She'll have to wait. Although I'm not sure if she can wait any longer... Zim(pointing to Ivon): And what about... Him? Rico(beggining to walk away): Him? It's not like he poses a threat... Zim(following up): Can't argue with that... The two began their way through the forest, as the rest of the crew went back to their thinking. ((THE COMEBACK)) | 2012-04-12 23:33:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Can someone just do the phone call for me? I have no idea what Ziggy should talk about/who to phone/how to end it. I sort of want to focus on Dynamo's rescue atm, so I'd be grateful if someone (anyone) did. )) | 2012-04-13 22:26:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Alright, sorry for the double post, but it's time to get out of the clearing.)) Rico and Zim had now left. The call with Kate ended, with Rico bringing his PDA along, which he had used to call her. Isaac examined the digital battery image, bo longer hidden on the back of the crate. One had just went black. If the little explosion that occurred when Zim tried opening it really did spew out a chunk of the electricity, nore of these thin bars must've gone black. There was no knowledge of the time it would take for each little bar to go black, but Isaac didn't feel like waiting to find out. Isaac: "I think I'm gonna head out aswell now. I'll need to get that crate to Faithville. Is there any way I can get a map to there?" Heather: "I can probably find a map to there on my phone. I can help you get in there Isaac, but we're short a vehicle." Isaac: "Well, we could head back to the city entrance, although after the incident with the construction site, I don't think I'll be roaming around very long over there." Gecko: "You can take a right path out of here, into the forest. You should reach a road. It might be pretty deserted, but I think I saw a car lot there. You might be able to rent one. Isaac: "Alright, thanks. If you talk with Ziggy again, tell her I said good luck." Ivon: "Wait, what about reinforcements? If it's just you and Heather-" Isaac: "Just me, Heather 's just helping me get there, and don't worry. It's best I go in like this, I don't want to attract any attention. I need to go though." Heather: "I think I might not be returning by the way guys." Jak: "Where the hell would you be going?" Heather: "I don't know, I'll call you once I get Isaac to his destination, alright?" Isaac picked up the crate, as Heather tried getting Jak's cell number. They both headed out, leaving the clearing. ((One by one, people leaving the clearing, or I guess, two by two.))hands of blue :] | 2012-04-14 00:42:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| The two found their way through the enclosed forest, until a noise got Rico's attention. Rico: Do you hear... Traffic? Zim: Yeah... Sounds like a highway to me. They followed the sounds, ending up in a trucker's stop by the highway. There was a gas station, a restaurant and a small roadside hotel, as well as a really large parking lot filled with five or six trucks. The highway stretched from one direction to another, New Natal's skyline visible at the horizon. Rico(discretely): Ok, we need to find a mean of transportation towards south. Zim(pointing at a truck): Ya know, that truck has a plate indicating it is going to S?o Paulo. Maybe we could snatch a ride... Rico: Good idea. Just be subtle, don't forget we're wanted by two factions now... Zim: You just had to remind me... They proceeded to sneak up to the truck's back door. Inside the restaurant, one of the waiters couldn't stop himself from noticing the two moving across the parking lot while he was serving a customer. He walked to the balcony and asked his manager about the two wanted individuals. He gave him a picture of them, making him run back to the window after them, but they weren't there anymore. Zim(already inside the truck): You think anyone saw us? Rico: Can't really tell. Let's just hope we can get there without trouble. The truck engine started, and the vehicle took a turn and began its way towards south. ------------------------------------ Rico was constantly fiddling with his PDA, always checking his coordinates. Zim fell asleep, using her backpack as a pillow. They were a few kilometers away from the border, and once back to Sony territory, they would lose some of their heat. But loud sirens broke the cruising sounds. Rico took a peek out the back door, seeing what seemed like a convoy of police cruisers speeding towards the truck. Rico(worried): Oh crap... Rico ran to Zim and tried to shake her awake. Zim(asleep): Huaah, just a bit mo... Suddenly she stood up in a jump, already in defensive position. Zim(energetic): Huh?! What? Rico: They found us. Zim(startled): What??? Rico: Don't worry, I have got a plan. Zim: Of course you do... Rico opened a hatch that lead to the top of the truck, then proceeded to climb out and help Zim outside. He pointed to another truck to the side, cuing both to jump onto it. In the next moments, they were running southbound jumping from vehicle to vehicle, as the police cruisers slid through the heavy traffic urging to catch up to them. Rico(looking back): Damm, this ain't gonna cut it! Rico placed his arm around Zim's back and fired the grappler onto a distant truck ahead, reeling both in. Zim: WHAAAAAAA!!! They landed on the truck, but Rico lost grip on Zim, making her roll forwards and almost overshoot the truck, saved by hanging herself onto the side of the container. Rico immediately helped her up. Zim(annoyed): Don't do that again. Rico: Whatever... The police cruisers were far away but approaching them. Zim noticed that the truck was at the outer lane, and hinted Rico to hang from the side of the truck to stay out of sight. As the police passed by the vehicle, they couldn't see anything. The border was near, forcing them to call off the chase. | 2012-04-14 03:09:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| Isaac and Heather got out of the clearing, heading through the forest more, Isaac hanging onto the crate. They had gone in a different direction then where Rico and Zim had headed though. Eventually, they reached the end of the forest. Isaac could see a car rental service. The road was pretty deserted, yet the place still looked pretty hi-tech. Even on the outskirts of New Natal, they had some fancy places. The shop looked open. It was it was tripple the size of your typical gas station building. Behind it, was the car lot. Isaac hid the crate, leaving it hidden, behind some trees, with dirt over it. Isaac and Heather, before going on the street, made sure to make their way around, in a way so if anyone was looking from the building, it wouldn't seem like they came from the forest. Still, it seemed a bit weird, them not having a car. The two of them approached the door and went inside the building. Shop Owner: "Hello, welcome to Next Generation. We have a wide cariety of cars, trucks, motorcycles and more to rent from here. Feel free to drop your carcoff at any one of our hundreds of car lots around the country. Would you like to go see the lot?" Isaac: "Yes please." The Shop Owner lead them through the back, towards where the vehicles were kept. Heather found a blue, normal-sized car, and Isaac gave a reasurring nod. Heather: "We'll take this one." Shop Owner: "Are you sure you woukdn't want th-" Heather: "No, just this." Shop Owner: But are you sure.." Heather: "Are you going to let us choose or what?" Heather's stern voice made the Shop Owner step back a bit. Isaac: "..Umm..how much is the blue one?" Shop Owner: 60 dollars per day." Isaac: "You're kidding me, right?" Shop Iwner: "That is the price we've set." Heather: "Is there anything cheaper?" Shop Owner: "I'm afraid those are the lowest prices we've got." Heather: "We'll just go something else, goodbye." Isaac stooped Heather for a second, and had their backs facing the shop owner, talking a bit privately. Isaac: "We don't have another choice. Don't worry Heather, I'll just pay for it." Heather: "Alright, go on then. I'll make sure to drop it off at another one of their car lots.." Isaac: "Thanks." Isaac looked back at the shop owner and said, Isaac: "We'll take it." They went back to where Isaac paid with hos credit card, got the car and left quickly. Driving the car out, Heather stopped and let Isaac pick up the crate, bringing it in the car. Heather then drove off, using her phone as a GPS towards Faithville. | 2012-04-14 20:00:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Hey, remember those 3 mysterious characters I had to make things more interesting but only failed, I'm bringing them back for a bit, and to make things way less confusing, I'll show their names. Derek is the one who saved Alex's lufe, not knowing Alex was there. He was also at the house Heather investigated, aand somewhere else. Sophia and Johnathan are his partners who were at the base, and was the ones who found that the crate was dug back up and sent to Texas. But before I get back to them, this.)) Jackson picked up his cell Jackson: "Who is this?" Sony Commander: "Who the hell do you think it is? Listen, remember those ex-Sony agents going after Seera Ihkrov?" Jackson: "Yes." Sony Commander: "Well, some men of mine have found their little base. Just want you to know, I'm about to give them the order to proceed." Jackson: "No one's stopping you." Sony Commander: "Got it, seeya." The call ended there. The Sony Commander sent out the message. Both John and Sophia could hear some people outside. They quietly proceeded through a back escape route. Before they got far, an explosion set off, knocking down the front door. They quicklty ran through, getting out of the base. More men appeared in the back, taking them by surprise, and knocking the two down. A soldier walked by, towards them, and called the Commander. Soldier: "Sir, we've got them in custody." Sony Commander: "Great work then." Soldier: "Well, there is, one problem." The Commander was quiet for a sevond. Sony Commander: "Go on.." Soldier: "There's still one other person out there." Sony Commander: "Who?" Soldier:,"We believe his name is Derek sir." Sony Commander: "Track him down whatever way you please, but make sure you do it quickly. Also, get any information you can out of who you've got." Soldier: "Yes sir." ((Oh and uhh, yeah, I already got permission from gdn and Testudini beforehand)) | 2012-04-15 21:39:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Edin could hear the word Rico from the phone. Edin: "Wait, Rico Martinez?!" Edin rushed towards Ziggy and the phone she held. Edin: "If you're referring to Rico Martinez, please call back up! He can vouch for me!" Jak: "The hell is this?" Ziggy pushed Edin back. "Welp, this is it. This is where it all comes to an end. Only twenty-five and my life is already over. Laying here in the middle of a war, bleeding intensely from my chest, watching people shoot each other. Fun stuff. Hmm, I wonder what my tombstone would say if anyone found me. "R.I.P. Edin - Died a hero to save thousands." Hah. Let's face it, my tombstone would probably be blank. Well at least it would have my na...Oh GOD I don't have my wallet with me! That means I don't have my driver's license! Ohgodno! It is truly the end. Who will remember me? Who will know what the hero's name was? The only people that know who I am are all probably dead by now. I'm soon to be one of these other lifeless bodies. God... This is actually starting to hurt a bit. I wonder how much blood I've lost? Hmm... How much blood does a body even have? Maybe I have another good six hours left. Eh, probably not. Oh crap... I totally forgot about my dad's journal. I've had it with me this whole time and I forgot to read past the first few pages... Well, this day is just getting better and better. Oh... It seems as if my vision is fading out... It must be the end... ...Oh hey look a bird!" ((Uh. Wat?)) | 2012-04-16 07:19:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino  Posts: 5250 |
| ((Yeah, Merc talked to me about. Sorry, I was confused about the whole " Genesis or whoever says: You still have a life to live" and Edin dragging Pete and all. Anyway though, I'll go delete that post)) | 2012-04-16 11:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Uh. Wat?)) ((I call zombie infection in TCW7)) | 2012-04-16 23:27:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Alright, I haven't read any posts in over a month (nor do I intend to) and I would've never done this it wasn't for Merc asking me every hour. So here it is, Michael's story being continued. Also, Dragon, we might need to do some more talking because of this.)) Light, the sounds of cars passing by. Sunlight cracked through the slightly open curtains, giving a comfortable warmth to the room. Michael sat up with a yawn and looked at his beeping alarm clock. Eight in the morning, time for work. Get dressed, brush teeth, comb hair, eat cereal downstairs. Perfect weather, maybe he should take a walk later. Creaks on the stairs, down comes the wife. "Really Michael? Going to ignore reality?" she said, her eyebrow raising. She was blurry, Michael couldn't make out any details, but she seemed to have brown hair. "Yes," Michael responded, shoveling some Lucky Charms into his mouth. "That won't get you anywhere," she said, arms folded. "Don't care." "I do." A headache of the likes never felt before hit Michael. Horns, sirens, all sorts of alarms were going off in various distances. The ground was cold and hard, but wet. Michael groaned as he got up then promptly headbutted a wall. Now his forehead felt wet. It was blood. Never water, always some sort of body fluid. The ground rumbled and shook as mighty explosions went off. Goal, goal, what was the goal? Sega...Sega....Sega Headquarters. Got to find Genesis. This is where being blind became a pain in the rear. If someone was near, if only someone was near, Michael could do that fancy look-through-their-eyes thing... Another explosion, this one closer. Michael jutted his hand out, hoping to hit a wall and regain balance, but only air was struck and down to the ground the blind kid went. Reality already felt like it was fading. Standing back up, Michael began stumbling around, swerving left and right. Have to find help, someone must be able to help. "Hold on Michael!" the female said along with a worsening headache. Why can't she just shut up. Something snapped and crashed a few feet in front of Michael. A huge thing hit him in the leg, knocking him over but not causing any serious damage. Screaming could be heard, along with the start of a fire. Gun fire was not too far off. Michael's arm became numb, along with a majority of his body, as he lay on either the sidewalk or the middle of the road. This would be a crappy way to die. "Hey, are you oka-" Michael didn't hear the rest of whoever-she-was had to say before passing out again. | 2012-04-16 23:50:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Welcome back Clayton. I sent you a PM to catch you up, but I didn't know you were away from Blackout that long. So if you need me to step back and clarify anything in my pm, feel free to tell me.)) ((EDIT: Expect another post before the end of today. I'll edit it in here as I've done enough double posting.)) ((EDIT 2: Alright, here it is, involving the mysterious characters I had. First, the important one, Derek, and the two who were back at the base, Johnathan and Sophia. Picking up where I left off, with them captured, and Derek in New Natal.)) It was too late. The two of them were surrounded. Soldier: "Where's Derek?" Sophia: "I don't know!" The soldier slapped and turned to John, and brought him away from her. The sodier was mumbling something, she couldn't tell. Johnathan started mumbling back, turned over to her, and then started talking in a foreign language. The soldier started shaking hands with them. Sophia: "What?" Soldier: "It's good to have you back Johnathan, do you think you'll be able to find Derek?" Johnathan: "No doubt in my mind." Sophia: "You traitor!" Johnathan: "Quiet. I was with Blackout long before being with your little witch hunt." Sophia: "So what, you just.... spied on us? Gave away all the information we foubd, what we tried keeping secret? You're our commander for god's sake!" Johnathan: "Shut up! Now, we'll need to use her to get Derek. He should still have a phone on him." Soldier: "Does Derek work well with Sophia?" Johnathan: "Yes, she can be the one to call him." John looked over to Sophia. John: "If you tell him what we're doing, try pushing him away, or do anything to screw things up, I will kill you, and then I'll kill him too." Sophia: "You're going to kill him anyway." John: "Yes, but if you don't comply, we can make him suffer." Sophia: "If I don't comply, you won't be able to reach him." John: "Last I checked, you have a brother, with slight autism. You visit him from time to time, and make sure he's well. If you're dead, not only will he not get your support, but I'll make sure what little bit of life he has left will be very tough on him." Sophia: "Don't you dare." John: "Then make the call, or if that's not enough, how about your parents? Cousins? How about any good friend of yours in the past couple of years. Make the ******* call." The soldier that had been talking with John gave Sophia the phone, with it put on speaker, and a few people by the computers. She entered the number, and waited. ------------------------------------------- Derek went to New Natal. No sign of a crate, no sign of Seera Ihkrov, the person that they believed sent the crate, either. He called back to both John and Sophia earlier, but kept researching. His phone started ringing, and it was Sophia. He picked up. Derek: "Did you get anything?" Sophia: "No, ..you?" Derek: "Not much really, but whenever I've put notes down, an error message pops up. I think I might get the phone replaced." John covered the phone for a second. John: "You can't let him lose that phone yet." John took his hand off the phone. Derek: "You still there?" Sophia: "Yeah, sorry I'm just..." Sophia saw the gun to her left, pointing right at her head. Sophia: "...multitasking." Derek: "Okay, well, what did you call me for?" Sophia: "..We need you to come back." Derek: "Alright. Oh hey, is John around?" Sophia paused. Sophia: "Yeah he's jus-JOHN IS BLACKOUT GET OUT OF NEW NATAL AND F-" John shot two bullets into Sophia's skull. Derek: "Sophia...Sophia?!" John: "She wasn't supposed to do that. Derek, you heard what she said." Derek: "You lying traitor." John: "Derek, you need to come back." Derek: "What, so you can kill me?" John: "If you come back here, Sophia will live, alright?" Derek: "I want to speak with her." John: "We make the negotiatians, NOT YOU." Derek didn't hear the bullet go off, but it seemed too fishy. Then he heard his phone start beeping. Quickly, Derek quit the call, but it was too late. Technical Guy: "Alright, we've got him." Soldier: "What do you mean, we've got him?" John: "I knew Sophia couldn't get Derek, so we'll track him instead." Technical Guy: "Wait, the signal stopped. He must've broke the phone. John: "Write down where the phone showed up on the map. I'll contact some men to go undercover, and find him. The rest of you can act as reinforcements. Shoot on sight." | 2012-04-17 02:56:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Please excuse my double posting recently, but here 's another post, continuing things for Isaac and Heather. Also, if you haven't yet, you might wanna read the post above as it might be pretty important later on. Anyway though...to Faithville!)) They were out of the clearing, out of the forest, and had gotten themselves a vehicle. After all the gunfights they had been through, they were surprised by the lack of explosions and law enforcements trying to track them down, which was eapecially good, as they didn't have time for distractions like those. Heather put her phone into place, using it as a GPS, set to arrive in Faithville. Isaac: "I wonder how the rest are doing." Heather: "Well, I made sure that I could keep in contact with Jak, whether he liked it or not." Isaac smirked. Heather: "I also have Rico's number. I might have to ask him for Kate's aswell. Seeing that she was able to help us learn aboyt that crate, I think you should be able to contact her, and Rico and Jak too." Isaac: "Thanks." Heather gave a reassuring nod. Heather: "You sure you don't want any backup?" Isaac: "I'm fine, but thanks." Heather: "I just want to make sure you don't come back paralyzed, plus we don't want that object getting in the wrong hands. I'm not saying I don't trust you with it, but being alone could be a risk for you and...whatever's in there." Isaac: "I think I heard that there might be some Sony operatives in there. I won't be alone. If I'm wrong though, I'll make sure to call you about it, alright?" Heather: "Alright then Isaac." Suddenly, her phone produced some weird sound. Isaac: "What waa that?" Heather: "It's probably just a-wait, what the heck? Where did it go?!" Isaac: " I don't get it, what's wrong?" Heather: "Faithville, it's just... dissapeared..off the map." Isaac: "Can you still get us there?" Heather: "Yeah, I think so ." After a wee bit confusion, driving and turning multiple times, Heather drove over, away from the road, to see Blackout trucks stampeding over a sign. Heather tried getting the car out of sight. As the Blackout trucks pushed onward and were far away, Heather and Isaac got out of the car. As Isaac looked out towards the path between the large, electric fences, beyond with torn down buildings far away, Heather looked down at the sign that was driven over several times. It read "Welcome to Faithville". | 2012-04-19 03:14:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ?I can't leave him. Not now.? That was her voice. Apparently. Ziggy barely recognised it. It had changed so much. Deeper, darker, wounded. She couldn't figure out whether it was due to the collapsing infrastructure of the cavern they were now stranded in, or something else; something subconscious, something she couldn't put her finger on. So she carried on weaving her already preoccupied fingers, stitching up the wound snaking across Alexa's shoulder, a mask of quiet determination plastered across her almost charcoal black face. Within a few more minutes, she was done. She stood up, her stance awkward and unsure. Two words no-one in their right mind would ever describe the person she used to be. Used to be... Ziggy shook her head roughly, to escape the thoughts, doubts and ideas seeping into her mind, before they solidified and stuck permanently. ?I've got to... Go. Thanks. Thanks for everything.? The apology wasn't directed at anyone in particular; the hollow words rebounding against the walls and shattering into razor sharp fragments, cutting the atmosphere into a billion shards, hanging loosely in the air, ready to drop at any given moment. ?He's not worth-? ?Saving?? Her voice couldn't be described as anything less than bloodthirsty. The voice of a killer. Not a medic. ?I didn't mean it like that, it just-? ?Came out. And so can your stitches, if you want.? The room fell silent and the shards dropped to the already far from spotless floor. ?Try and get the barrier down.? Considering how many buttons lined the metallic walls, it wouldn't be difficult to achieve. ?What if we won't? What if we think endangering so many for the slightest chance of saving so few, isn't a logical decision?? ?Sometimes the best decision isn't made with logic, but with the heart... And anyway, if you can't hack it in time, don't expect for your hearts to stay alive and beating for much longer.? And with those words, Ziggy bolted towards the arena. | 2012-04-19 22:20:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Well, good. Finally getting out of Faithville. Also I've got Edin's permission on this.)) ((Also put who's speaking in white at the end of each line, so that if you wonder later, you'll know when you quote me to tell me that you're confused.)) "Ziggy!" Alexa "She's gone, Alexa. Besides, we have some more taxxing issues at the moment; namely getting the hell out of here, so there's not really time to go chasing after her."Laura Alexa sighed; she wasn't thinking of going after her, but she hadn't been one to let people go to their own possible demise. Regardless, she hastily picked up what she needed as Pete tossed the unconcious Edin over his shoulder. "Wait, Pete, is he still alive?" Alexa Wondering this question himself, he placed a pair of fingers on Edin's neck, but wasn't greeted with a pulse, or even the warmth that one would expect from someone that's still alive. Given this realization, Pete shook his head. "Ah. We-" Alexa Alexa's words were cut short by the wall on the left side of the room coming down around them. "TIME TO GO YOU GUYS! Alexa, can you get Zak or Eve?" Laura The three of them bolted out the door as Alexa tried to contact Zak, and Pete fell behind trying to keep up pace with the extra load on his shoulder. "Zak! You there?" Alexa "Yeah, of course! I've been trying to contact you for hours! The hell happened to you guys?" Zak "Uhh... Long story. Anyway, just head for the massive crumbling arena at the south of town." Alexa "Got it... Just... Make sure you're alive by the time I get there." Zak "Likewise." Alexa The sound of the radio going off went unnoticed as the corridors kept crumbling around them, the speed of the crumbling getting exponentially faster by the second. They finally came to stairs leading up to the surface when they noticed just how far that Pete had started to fall behind. "Come on Pete! Get your *** up here!" Laura She stopped for just a second and noticed again what was on his shoulders, and the falling ceiling following behind him getting ever closer as Edin continued to hinder his movement. "He's dead Pete! We have to get the hell out of here!" Alexa A reluctant Pete looked up towards the others as he stopped just for a second, but enough time to have a mental debate with himself and toss the liveless body off to the side before running as fast as he could to catch up with the others and bolt through the door to the arena as the last of the corridors collapsed a few seconds after. It wasn't hard for Zak to spot them after displaying that scene. ---------------- "Going to tell it as it is Alexa, you look like you've been through hell and back... At least 3 times." Eve "Tell me something I don't know, Eve." Alexa "I've had to sleep in this thing while I heard people going crazy on the streets bellow." Eve Laura picked this moment to interject. "I think it's just a figure of speech." Laura "Oh hey Ms. Ridge, didn't notice you there. Doing well?" Eve "I'd appluad you for still being polite after all these years, but honestly... I just don't care anymore." Laura "Good then, neither do I. Can we be leaving now?" Eve ((TIME TO ACTIVATE ENDGAME.)) | 2012-04-22 17:12:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| "Going to tell it as it is Alexa, you look like you've been through hell and back... At least 3 times." ((Alexa)) ((Don't you mean Eve for the white text? I hope it's okay if I stick with how I do my dialogue. Anyway though, expect another post either tonight or tomorrow.)) | 2012-04-22 19:50:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Don't you mean Eve for the white text? I hope it's okay if I stick with how I do my dialogue. Anyway though, expect another post either tonight or tomorrow.)) ((woops. Missed one.)) | 2012-04-22 20:45:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Stupid computer messed up on me so I gotta type this out again. >_<)) Faithville. A city full of screaming and bloodshed, that they had now reached the entrance to. If there was a much safer place that would help them nearby aswell, they'd take it, but it wasn't like that. The Sega HQ, in Faithville, was the closest station, plus it was a powerful, and wasteful one aswell. The next closest powerplant that could have possibly worked was an old Atari powerplant in New Jersey. But that was on the other side of the country, plus there was still a good possibility it might not work. No, by Kate's research, the Ascension-labelled crate they had been holding onto was much more guarenteed to match up with Sega technology. Heather drove through the entrance to Faithville. It felt a bit empty, or barren, but they could see, up ahead, tons of buildings, vehicles, and dead bodies to go around. Isaac pointed to an abandoned building, sort of close to the edge to the barren entrance part of the city. Heather turned over to park there, as Isaac grabbed for the crate, which was hidden in a black duffelbag. Isaac: "Alright, this should be good. Thanks for driving me here Heather." Heather: "You're welcome......there's a gun in the back and some ammunition. It's only some, not enough to make it to the Sega Tower, but hopefully it should get you started while you look for more. If you find a phone or PDA, you can call me, Jak or Rico, alright?" Isaac: "Alright, thanks, and I'll make sure to do that." Heather didn't like the idea, but Isaac wanted to handle it like this. Before getting involved in this crazed mess. Isaac and Heather worked for Sony. Not the SSO, Sony in general. Sure, they both had previous expirience with a gun, and a bit of combat here and there, and making it through the jungle with Blackout agents everywhere, or the construction site and then driving toward the clearing with police on their tails helped them some, but they lacked the skills that real agents, like Rico Martinez, posessed. Heather: "I'll keep in contact with the others, see what I can do to help for researching." Isaac: "Alright, just be careful." Heather: "..Says the person willing to get his head shot off in this warzone of a city." Screaming could be heard far away, silencing the two of them. Isaac knew that time is something he didn't have. He got out of the car, and said goodbye as Heather drove away, also waving goodbye. Isaac: "Alright, then....Faithville." Isaac moved between some abandoned buildings, carrying the duffelbag on his back, with a gun in his other hand. He picked up a bit more ammunition which he held onto. Not knowing where to go next, he briefly unzipped the bag, checking on the crate. When looking towards the back, he saw that getting out of the clearing, getting a car and getting into Faithville cost him some time, with seven battery lines left. | 2012-04-23 19:10:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Rico and Zim made their way inside the truck container and decided to wait there. The truck stopped at the border, in order to run through a cargo check. The two quickly became aware of that, and planned something among themselves. -------------------------- Driver(rather annoyed): Can ya just get on with it? I need to deliver these pronto! Guard: Stay there and let us do our work. We don't want you as much as you don't want this. Driver: Urrghn. Fine. Two guards walked around the truck from each side to the back. One of them opened the doors, revealing a bunch of crates stacked in a rather unusual way. Guard(suspicious): This looks rather weird... Let's give it a better look. The two hopped into the carrier, turning on their flashlights and slowly moving towards the crates. When they were about to look behind them, they were suddenly pulled by two pairs of hands. The doors were closed from inside, the two guards unseen. Driver(getting angry): Can you hurry up?? Guard(annoyed): Rover and Tyler were supposed to be there checking, let me see. The guard opened the door, but all he saw was crates. Guard: They do their business but forget to report... Figures... The driver was given clearance, and their path to Blumenau was now mostly clear. | 2012-04-24 01:02:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Quick filler post to keep up with my writing.)) Alexa rests her head on the back of her seat and closed her eyes, mulling over the events of Faithville, not happy with what ended up happening. She opened her eyes again and noticed Pete looking at her with a troubled look. "I'll be fine in a little while Pete... Just been through a lot today." "I imagine we all have. Let's just focus on getting home; we'll all get some rest, and then we'll figure out a plan." "Thanks mom." Alexa leaned back and shut her eyes again, coming up with the next thing that was on her mind. "How long Zak?" " 'Bout... 50 minutes probably. Jason and Erin should be there aswell." "Good." | 2012-04-24 05:19:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Derek couldn't believe it. Sophia was dead, and he would soon be too. He decided to start with the simple things. He crushed his phone, and simply abandoned his car. Why would their own leader do this? Obviously, the information they had was important to Blackout. About Seera Ihkrov and his possible re-appearance. What connection did this Isaac Knowles have with Seera? Derek had many questions buszing through his head, but he knew he had to get out. He couldn't stay in New Natal. He had to get out of the state, nay, the country. Derek casually started walking forward, and then saw some men coming around the corner. They stopped, talking with someone on the phone. Derek started perspirating. He quickly wiped his face some with his jacket, looking around as some of the men closed in, slowly. Derek waved his head around, his eyes catching a stairway underground. He bolted to the stairs, surprising the men. They started jogging toward his direction as he ran down the stairs, towards the subway. ((On a posting rampage x])) | 2012-04-24 18:58:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I feel I should try to get back into this)) | 2012-04-26 17:56:00 Author: Kern  Posts: 5078 |
| ((I feel I should try to get back into this)) ((Would love to have you back on Kernel, but I think that some of us are reaching endgame, and it might not be a great idea to join back in on Blackout. (That said, we might be able to accomodate if you tell me what your plans are.) Will definitely put your name in for TCW5 though.)) | 2012-04-26 22:01:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| The truck stopped at a dark alley in the middle of the night. The streets were already empty, the weather was cold and humid. The driver walked around the vehicle to open the back door, but was greeted by two hands punching him. Rico: Now let's drag him to the company of his friends. Zim: You have some issues, you know? Rico: Put it this way: They will be deep in dreamland for a while. The two started walking fast along the street, looking around constantly. Zim: So, where we going? We still need to get to Blumenau. Rico: Well, if my mind is right, I ditched my car at the airport back when we were escaping the city. Which means that the authorities must have taken it! Zim: And how are you going to find it? Rico(pulling out PDA): I hope Kate didn't forget to put that tracker thing in this... Zim(confused): What? Rico: Hah. Here we go. You see, with my PDA I can find my vehicle, as well as remotely control it. Zim(puzzled): Say what? Even if you are right, couldn't they... Ya know, "un-track" it or something? Rico: That we have yet to see. It is a secret between me and Kate. Oh, and you as well now. He accessed a menu from the PDA which linked him to a live-feed from a camera inside the car, as well as its location in a GPS. Zim(intrigued): Son of a... Rico(sly): Here we go! Now, let's bring it back to us! ----------------------------- Things were quiet at the parking lot. A single guard was responsible to take care of all the stolen cars that the law had seized. The darkness and quietness were soon going to make the guard fall asleep. But suddenly, two lights appeared from inside the cars, then engine noises. The guard tried to make a run for it, shouting, but unfortunately, for him, the car had already broken through the gate and off to the streets. ------------------------------ Zim(frantic): Right! Now left! Brake! Take a right! No, the other right! Rico(annoyed): Can't you just let me drive? Zim: The way you are driving, you will crash the car anywhere before it even gets here! Rico: You think it is easy to remotely drive a vehicle? There's input lag and many other issues to consider. Plus, with you screaming at my ear... Zim(offended, walking away): Well, if you want to crush you little car, go ahead. I won't complain. Not my car or anything... Rico kept fiddling with the controls, sending the car through the marked route in the map, until he could see their location on camera. Zim looked at the distance, seeing a pair of headlights pointing towards her. Zim(covering her eyes): Argh... What now? Suddenly, the vehicle broke into full gas towards her direction. Zim(noticing): Wait what the ... NO!!! She placed her hands in front of her in defense as the black H3 slid to a stop inches away from her. Rico(naughty): See? I got control over this thing! Zim(p****d off): YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!!! Rico(as Zim walks towards him): It was just compensation for your... Before he could finish, Zim slapped him in the face, almost making him hit the floor with the surprise. Zim(angry): Serves you right for being an immature pr***. I don't know why I accept to go on this parade anymore... Rico(rubbing hand on face): Maybe because you still care about GDN? Zim(annoyed): GDN? He is a selfish ******** just as you are. Rico: But still, if you hate him so much, why aid me in looking for him? Zim(thoughtful): I don't know... I guess I just got carried away by the "stop the war" talk... Rico(supportive): Listen, if you want nothing to do with him... It's fine. I will understand. I already have the location, so from now on, there's no reason for you to keep going on this "parade" any longer. Upon finishing his last sentence, Rico walked to the car and opened the door. As he closed it, Zim appeared on the other side, also opening the door. Zim(assuring): Listen, I hate your guts, and I hate GDN as much. But you dragged me with you for long enough, so I see no point in giving up now. Let's go find GDN, let's go finish the war... Rico(bright): Now that's the Zim I know! Well, I guess I owe you sorry for being an immature pr***... Zim(serious): You do. And I owe apologies for questioning your remote driving skills... Rico: Ok, so let's set course to Blumenau! | 2012-04-26 22:47:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| White and grey surrounded Alexa, seemingly extending out for miles, with nothing else in sight but scattered specks protruding through the thick fog, looking slightly like standing figures. With no other pressing duties in the lightened abyss, she started to move closer towards who she thought was the closest one. "Hey, you! What the hell is going on h...." The man looked right at her, or rather, point his head in her general direction. "Michael?" "Alexa." "What are-" "Why." "Huh? Wha-" "Why." "Why what!?" "Why." "WHY WHAT MICHAEL?" "You left us behind, Alexa. It was cold, ogodogod it was really cold..." She turned around, to be met with someone someone else that she thought was dead. "Edin?" "ogod why why why?" Edin spaced out of her mind for a minute as she turned around and saw many more familiar faces coming towards her, hopefully not bearing the same question as the previous pair. "WHY DID YOU KILL ME? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU ALEXA?" "I.. I...." "WHY DID YOU DO IT?" "Alexa... Why?" "I DONT KNOW!" "WHYYY!" She held her head in frustration as they just kept aproaching, the shades of those that she'd let down. "YOU SHOULD'VE DONE IT DIFFERENTLY ALEXA!" "WHY?" "WHAT WAS THE PROBLEM ALEXA?" Did you ever have a good reason?!?" "You stabbed me!" "YOU KNOW YOU COULD'VE CONVINCED ME OTHERWISE?" "WHY? "WHY, ALEXA?""GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" "YOU DID THIS, YOU DID THIS!" "WHY WHY WHYYYY?" "THAT WAS A STAB IN THE BACK" "WHY?" "WE WERE LEAD INTO A TRAP ALEXA!" "IT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU! BECAUSE OF YOU ALEXA!" "AGH, GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" "WHY!" "WHY!" "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" ------------------------ Alexa arose with a stir immediately sitting up in her bed, still in shock from what had just transpired in her head. Memories of failures past finally coming back to haunt her; it was too hard for her to try and conceal her tears. "Alexa?" She looked up to the doorway with her now watery eyes to see Jason standing there with his hand on the frame. "You... alright?" "...Yeah." "People who're crying aren't generally fine." Clearly seeing something wrong, he walked over and pulled up a chair beside the bed. "Bad dreams?" "Somewhat... Jason?" "Yes?" "Do the people that you've killed... and left behind... do they ever come back to haunt you?" "Of course, but I wouldn't really call it a haunting per say." "What do you mean?" "They're always there, you just have to know how to deal with it." "How do you deal with that though? We're destroying lives..." "You've been at this kinda thing longer than me, and it's not like we're serial killers. We do the things that no one else has the guts to do to keep the peace, and stop groups like Blackout who who're so bent on ruining society for their own means, whether we like it or not, there's always some kind of sacrifice." "I know, it's just..." "There's always a plan, Alexa, even if the plan is to not have a plan... You're strong enough to figure this out on your own. We all look up to you, Alexa, would hate for that image to be shattered... You are going to be fine, right?" "Yeah. And thanks, Jason. Really apreciate it." "Not gunna let you get down before we hit Blackout. Just get some sleep. Later." "Seeya." | 2012-04-27 07:02:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Michael felt something wet splash onto his face, and once the horrible, dirty thoughts passed, jerked upwards, off a stone-hard bed. He gasped for air, as if he had been deprived of such a privilege for a long time. "Steady there soldier," the female voice from before said. Something was strange about it though. It was like with Annabelle, except this time remembering didn't bring feelings of hate. Before being able to think seriously about it, something odd happened. For a brief moment, a blue light flickered nearby, which didn't make sense because- "Michael?" Michael resumed living in reality and stared towards the general direction of the speaker. He remembered her, and she obviously remembered him. "Abigail," Michael said with a slight smile. Abigail was Michael's sister, and they had forged a close relationship before he had been kidnapped. Based on the sniffing, she seemed to be crying. "Where ya been?" she asked, her Southern accent bringing warm memories of a home long lost. "Nintendo," Michael responded. The sniffing stopped, as if she was shocked. "Little Mike got pretty far, huh?" Abigail said, sniffing continuing, but with more time in between. Michael nodded. "Well, you're here for a reason. Care to share?" Michael paused for a second, wondering if he should reveal to her the reason for his journey. Truth be told, he had forgotten some details himself. "SEGA," Michael finally answered. Once again, the sniffing stopped. "Well, I hate to break it to ya but that place is off limits right now," Abigail said, in a sadder tone than she spoke with before. It was then that Michael noticed all the moaning and groaning, the begging for mercy. "Hospital?" he asked, sniffing the air and smelling horrible things, sweat and rotting flesh to name a few. "I see yer smell and hearing still works," Abigail answered teasingly. Michael nodded again. "Look, Michael-" Abigail began to say, before being cut off by a yelling man. "Abigail, they've broken through!" he yelled, breathing heavily between words. "What?" Abigail said, kicking over a chair. By standing up violently or just wanting to abuse an innocent piece of furniture, Michael didn't know. "We got to evacuate-" the man began to say before a gunshot silenced him. "Get the patients out! Go!" Abigail yelled. Five pairs of footsteps went crazy, running around the room. Beds with squeaky wheels were pushed away, with Michael's being one of the first. "Can walk," he began to say, before being pushed down by whoever was pushing him. A nearby explosion answered his wish however, and once again Michael found himself bleeding on the cold, hard ground. | 2012-04-27 07:51:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| The utility made its way along the highway, speeding through the other cars in a hurry. Rico kept his eyes on the road, while Zim was looking at the mountains on the horizon, rather melancholic. Rico: It is hard living on your own, isn't it? Zim(surprised): What? Oh. Well, I can't say it isn't, but it is the best option for me. Rico: Why? Zim: I guess it was the way I grew up... All by myself... Rico: If so, why did you join the army? Zim(annoyed): I didn't... Well, I guess that in the end I kinda did. I was just trying to do what I thought was right. Rico: Tell me, did you have a family? Zim(sad): I had... But I left them behind... Rico: Why? Zim: I always felt like I was too much of a burden to them. When I finally realized how stupid I was, it was too late... Listen, could we not talk about this? I need to keep my focus on the matter at hand. Rico(supportive): Sure, I understand. So, according to this, we should reach Blumenau in an hour or so. -------------------------- Rico stopped at a gas station to refill. He was standing by the car, looking at the city map. Zim was getting a look at the surroundings, trying to find anything she would remember. She stopped at a large mountain with some towers on top of it, then squinted and tried to remember where she had seen it before. Zim: Wait... That's it! Zim ran towards Rico, startling him. Before he could ask what was going on, she started talking and pointing to the mountain. Zim(frantic): That mountain! I remember seeing it when I was in GDN's house! Rico(bright): Really? What else do you remembeer? Zim: Let's see, some other hills, lots of houses, some buildings... And a power line. Rico does some searches on the PDA and discovers an area that fits Zim's description. Rico: That's it. Now we're... Rico stops talking and looks around. Zim is puzzled by this action. Zim: What is it? Rico: We can't talk here. Wait for me in the car, I'm going to pay for the gas and we can go. Rico enters the shop and stands in front of the counter, putting the receipt and a check on it. Cashier(lazy): Right, let me just confirm this... Rico(hasty): Can you do it quick? While the cashier mumbled an answer, a man in a black coat appeared from behind, placing his hand on his shoulder. Mysterious man: Rico Martinez? Blackout says "hello". Rico quickly grabbed him by the arm and judo-flipped him to the floor, causing everybody to run out of the store in panic. Rico ran back to the car and started the engine, under Zim's worried look. Zim: What did you do back there? Suddenly, two black SUVs appeared from the highway, following them as they ran off. ---------------------------- Zim(disturbed): Who are they? Rico: Blackout. Just like the ones that attacked us back in your town. Zim: Oh great! A car placed itself on their left, someone poking a weapon out the window and pointing at Rico. It fired a blaze of gunfire, almost making Zim scream, but fortunately the bullet-proof window held the bullets. Rico grabbed one of his pistols and opened the window just enough to fire back. One of the bullets hit the car's wheel, making it lose control and flip over behind them. Rico was startled by more shooting that came from the right, hitting the glass and hull. Rico(angry): You're going to scratch the paint!!! ((Cliffhanger. Mostly because DV needs a situation and this post has it created. Cue DV. )) | 2012-04-27 19:12:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Thanks gdn. Should I start the call there, or wait a little? Maybe I should talk with you via pm)) | 2012-04-27 19:30:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!)) Edin opened his eyes, he was in his room. It was dark and he couldn't move. He looked towards the door that was slowly being opened. He saw... The figure from his dreams, or was it his nightmares? "It's your fault Edin," the figure said. Again, that voice. So quiet and eery, yet it bounced off the walls in such a beautiful way. Edin slowly sat upright, "What are you talking about?" "You never read the journal did you, Edin?" "What journal?" Edin asked. "The journal your father wrote. It's very special Edin, there are things you need to know about John." Edin began to get angry, "What?! How the hell do you know my father's name?" The figure began to slowly float towards Edin's bed, "I know everything about you Edin. I know things about you that you have yet to find out. In fact, I am part of the reason you're still alive." "Listen here Exodus or Leviticus or whatever the hell your name is. I am sick and tired of you showing up in my dreams and giving me these stupid answers to my questions like your an "all-knowing god" when you're really just a horrible figment of my subconscience. Now, I'm going to wake myself up and have a scrumptious pancake." "As you wish. Just promise me this. Enter your father's work room, go up to the shelf and look for his journal. It's under the letter "J". In case you didn't know." Before Edin could reply, with something witty probably, it all went black. Edin opened his eyes and looked to his left. "What a beautiful morning," Edin said as he yawned. Edin got out of bed and dragged himself in the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of cereal. "Mmm... Fruity Pebbles... So much for pancakes..." Edin thought, the dream still fresh in his head. Edin decided to give in and go look for his dad's journal. He opened the door to the small work room and was greeted by the smell of the cedar wood dad's room was built out of. Edin walked up to the window and looked outside and noticed the family tree, standing as strong as ever. This was where his family would spend most of their time together; having barbecues, playing freeze tag, or just sitting inside the swinging tire tied to one of the many branches of the family tree. Edin, for some reason, was mesmorized by this tree. It sort of resembled the strength and pride of his family. Not his however, Edin didn't really have that much pride. Sure, he was smart and had a ton of oppurtunities to become a doctor or a lawyer, but he wanted to do something for people. Edin's train of thought was interrupted by a red woodpecker, drilling a hole inside the tree. Edin saw the bird pecking at the bark but realized that the noise he was hearing wasn't the traditional noise you'd hear from a woodpecker. Actually, it sounded like a heartbeat moni- Edin woke up to the sound of a gunshot, followed by people screaming. Edin heard a woman yelling, "Get the patients out! Go!" He heard footsteps scrambling around pushing what Edin could only imagine were hospital beds. A nurse ran up to Edin's bed and asked him if he was alright. "What's... What's happening? Where am I?" Edin replied. He was clearly drugged up. "There's no time, we have to get you out of-" The nurse began to say before being interrupted by an explosion that sent Edin across the room only to be stopped by a wall. ... ... ... ... Note to self: Do not rescue drowning blind people from a plane engulfed in flames. | 2012-04-27 19:59:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| Heather drove off, leaving Faithville, after dropping Isaac off in there. It wasn't over yet though. She decided not to head back to the clearing, at least, not just yet. The idea was to help do research, and then she remembered about Kate being able to help her. Not knowing Kate's phone number, she dialed in Rico's instead. Rico picked the phone up after a few seconds, quickly saying something before Heather could even fit in a word. Rico: Hey, Heather, I'm really busy.. *a few gunshots are heard*Heather: Whoa, wh- what's going on? Rico: Nothing, is Isaac still with you?Heather: No, I just dropped him into Faithville- but I just wanted to know Kate's cell number to help with-Rico: "Yeah, yeah, she keeps lots of phones, one of them is 214-449-6713, but you gotta enter a password after before- *huge turn is made* the call goes through. It's 9016. Heather: Thanks Rico-oh, have you gotten any new leads or anything? Rico: Well, we know where gdn's whereabouts are, heading there now. The call abruptly ended there. Heather had made sure to write both the phone number, along with the password. ((I tried finding out the area code for New Natal, for it to fit better, but I can't find a New Natal with google. I know Sao Paulo is real, but is NN real aswell?)) | 2012-04-27 22:58:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I tried finding out the area code for New Natal, for it to fit better, but I can't find a New Natal with google. I know Sao Paulo is real, but is NN real aswell?)) ((No, but it's in Texas if that helps.)) | 2012-04-28 00:08:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((No, but it's in Texas if that helps.)) ((Thanks, I decided to just edit my post with one of Texas' area codes.)) | 2012-04-28 00:28:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Rico: Heather? Scratch it, we gotta get rid of these guys! Rico rammed the other vehicle, making it almost lose control and some speed. One of its windows opened, revealing one of the agents with a gadget on his hand. Zim(worried): Uhh, Rico, what is that? Rico(looking at it): I don't know, but no good can come from it! Rico rammed the car again, this time a loud metallic "clank" could be heard. He attempted one more ram, finally sending the enemy off the road and rolling down to the field right below the highway. Rico(taunting): HAH! Say "hello" to that, suckers! Zim(relieved): God, I hope this is over soon... With their path now clear, the black Hummer continued its path towards Blumenau, now faster than ever. ((The moment is near! )) | 2012-04-28 01:29:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| Isaac moved between abandoned homes, with the duffle bag holding the crate, on his back. Moving between places, he turned his head around multiple times, ready with his gun. Wherever it was, he'd need to find a way to the Sega HQ. Isaac could hear the sound of bullets, and quickly got behind one of the buildings, to see what was going on. Glancing over, he could see a woman crying, with blood all over her chest and hands. But it didn't seem like her own bland. She wouldn't stop crying in agony. Some Blackout soldiers nearby had taken out multiple people near her. She quickly jumped onto one of the men's back, with what seemed like talons of hers cutting into the back of the soldier's head a little. An agent nearby came from the back and shot her down. Isaac, needing to get through that passageway, steadied his gun and shot at the agent who killed the woman. He ran over some, trying to aim at the agent who was attacked by the woman, before he got back up. While one of the agents were dead, another was still alive. Isaac, looking around, quickly, went up to him. Isaac: You, I need you to draw me a map to the Sega HQ Blackout Guard: No way I'm helping you dumb*** Isaac pressed his foot against the guys leg, where Isaac had been able to shoot him. Blackout Guard: *in pain* NGGGHHH D-dngh-...quit...wasting your t-time. Isaac shot another bullet in the guy's ribcage. Blackout Guard: GGAAAAHHHH, FGT, alright, god, let me -nffssh, get my notepad out. Isaac: So you can alert everyobe else? Draw it out, pen and paper. He looked over to see a pen by the woman and handed it to him. Blackout Guard: And the- fgt, paper?! Isaac handed him a chunk of cardboard to write on. The guard, in immense pain, started drawing, trying to draw out a route, with Isaac knocking him out after he finished. Although the guard could've just been leading him the other way around, Isaac had no choice really. Isaac: Sega HQ, here I come. | 2012-04-28 02:14:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((SO! We're back online again. I don't suppose that anyone made a post in our weeklong downtime, did they? If not, that's cool; I've got something that i've almost finished writing.)) ((EDIT: AUTOSAVE FEATURE? YES PLEASE.)) | 2012-05-05 16:35:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((It's good to be back. :])) Following the route drawn for him, Isaac headed through some shady alleys, trying to lay low. Even so, he still had to take down a few people. He had to be careful with shooting, as it could draw more towards him. He stopped for a second though, realizing how starved he was. He took a small detour to find some food. He drew out his gun as he entered a convenience store. Night was drawing, and walking in an abandoned store sent shivers down his spine. As he entered, he could hear the same old noise being made. If anyone else was inside here, that was their way of knowing the prey had entered. Isaac quickly grabbed for what he could find on a shelf right by him, a bag of some knockoff chips. Isaac could hear footsteps, and knew it was time to get the heck out of there. Quickly, he ran to the door, getting outside, hearing the sounds of feet touching the ground quickly, as he was being chased. He ran past barrels with fire lit inside them. Isaac turned around, aiming his gun, trying to shoot, but the gun was jammed. As he turned to where he was running, he tripped over. As the crazy behind him got closer, Isaac tried getting up, holding the duffle bag against him. The man behind him had a gun, which he shot several times at the sky, trying to draw in more people. As he aimed for Isaac, he tried shifting over. Multiple shots were heard, but it wasn't Isaac who got hit, it was the guy who was chasing him. He looked around, only to see a man in a Blackout uniform, the one who just killed the man who was chasing Isaac down, point his gun right at Isaac. ((EDIT: Sniped by Merc. Well, at least he saved me from double posting xP)) | 2012-05-05 16:47:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((This is the part everyone (or at least DV) has been waiting for. Also, a nice comeback from the downtime.)) The utility slowly roamed around the streets of Blumenau, stopping at the side of the road to give Rico and Zim some time to discuss what to do. Rico: So Zim, could you take a look at this small area and try to recognize which road was the house located? Zim: Well, I don't remember of names, but I might remember the layout... Rico: That's enough. Also, one more thing... Zim: What? Rico: I know that you and GDN have this rivalry from the past... But I ask you to tone it down if we find him. We don't want to scare him away after all of this. Zim: I think I can hold myself back. But don't expect me to jump into his arms or anything like that... Rico: Deal. So, find the road? Zim pointed at the map and said the name of the road, looking over Rico's shoulder. After saying the address, she left the PDA on Rico's hand and walked past him, looking at the Hummer right behind them. Rico: Something's wrong? Zim: What's that? Zim pointed at a small device attached to the hull of the car. Rico pulled it off and analyzed. Rico(nervous): Son of a ! It's a tracking device! They must have tracked us since that fight on the road! Zim: You think they could have heard our conversation? Rico: Only one way to find out... We need to rush! As they were going down the road, Zim recognized GDN's house. But there already were two black cars parked in front of it. Rico: We need to go inside and find him before they do! Zim: What if they already found him? Rico: Then we take him back! The two stepped out of the vehicle and into the house. The front door was still open. Rico and Zim stayed close to each other, checking every corner and room they could. They stopped at the living room, with a large cabinet and the TV next to it. Zim knelt in front of the TV and checked the shelves below it. Zim(curious): Hmm... His favorite music DVD is still there... If I know him right, he wouldn't leave without it. Zim inadvertently picked up the DVD, labeled "P.U.L.S.E", and put it in her backpack. Rico stopped for a while to look at her, and then they were surprised by four blackout agents, all armed with shotguns. When they realized, they had them on their sigths. Blackout: This is the end of the line for you two... Rico(nervous): ****... Zim(worried): *gasp* ((To be continued...)) | 2012-05-05 16:47:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
((Arrgh, I really need to tone down the bad language in my posts... Won't happen again.  )) | 2012-05-05 17:14:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I'm just surprised Lady hasn't once edited any of my posts, even though I've included some swearing in some of my posts. Is it the way I have them swear that makes it different? Just curious)) | 2012-05-05 17:27:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Yes it has been. I can go back and take a closer look and edit some if you'd like. )) | 2012-05-05 17:33:00 Author: Lady_Luck__777  Posts: 3458 |
| ((Yes it has been. I can go back and take a closer look and edit some if you'd like. )) ((I was just curious as to how you go about editing. Anyway though, either way is fine.)) ((EDIT: Oooh, just realized we've reached 600 comments, congrats everyone ^^)) | 2012-05-05 17:40:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Blackout: This is the end of the line for you two... Rico(nervous): ****... Zim(worried): *gasp* ((To be continued...)) ((My guess is that GDN shows up and kills all of them. Has prize?)) | 2012-05-05 18:08:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((My guess is that GDN shows up and kills all of them. Has prize?)) ((*Flashback*)) ((You just made it really obvious that your character is gonna die. Nice job surprising us...)) ((CURSES! Well, anyway here it is: )) Rico(nervous): So, this is how it ends, right? You just shoot us here and now? Zim: I would prefer that it didn't end this way... Blackout(shouting): SHUT UP! Time to finish this... The agent pumps the shotgun and takes aim at Rico's head. Both him and Zim close their eyes and wait for the worst. Suddenly, someone appears and stabs one of the agents from the back. The other notices, but the figure quickly grabs the stabbed soldier's knife and throws it at him, hitting him right on the forehead. The agent that was about to shoot Rico fires the shotgun at him, but it hits the dead agent he was holding instead. Before he could pump another bullet, the figure grabs his weapon and hits the agent's jaw with it. The last agent runs towards him from up front, but the figure spins the gun down the dazed agent's arm, pumps it and shoots the agent. He grabs the shotgun again and finishes the stunned agent with a jab. The person looks down the corpses, as Zim approaches from behind. GDN(cold): That's what you get for invading my property... Zim(hesitating): G... GDN? GDN(turning around): Zim? The two stare down at each other, no emotions, anything. Trying to prevent hostility, Rico proceeds to push Zim aside and greet GDN. Rico: Sir. My name is Rico Martinez. I am... Well, was from SSO. GDN(serious): Rico. The guy who was all over the news. Rico: Well, I do believe that... GDN: What are you doing here? Also, how did you find me in the first place? Rico(pulling Zim back): You see, I had help from your ex-partner here... GDN(to Zim): Why did you help him? Zim: Because, unlike you, he wants to do something to stop Blackout. Unlike you, he wants peace between the nations! Unlike you, he has the guts to face his problems and not to RUN AWAY FROM THEM!!! Rico(whispering): Zim, don't... GDN(mad): If you didn't turn against me all of a sudden, maybe it would have been different! Zim(even angrier): You know I had my reasons! What you did was unforgivable! Rico(scolding): Zim! GDN: I ALREADY TOLD YOU IT WASN'T MY FAULT! Zim: It won't change the fact that you KILLED MY PARENTS! Rico(surprised): Wait, WHAT??? Zim(teary): The only reason I went after you was because I wanted to know what happened to my family... But in the end, you were the reason they were gone... DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO LOSE YOUR FAMILY??? GDN(mad): AT LEAST YOU HAD A FAMILY!!! Everyone is silent for a brief moment. Zim's face change from angry to melancholic. Rico is still confused. Zim: What? GDN(sad): I probably never told you, but I lost my mother when I was born, and my father 3 years later. I grew up in an orphanage. I never got adopted... Zim(ashamed): You... Never told me that... GDN: I didn't want my problems to get to you. Zim, I am really sorry that I was responsible to what happened to your family... But you have to understand that I was young and naive at that time... Haven't you ever committed an error that you would only regret when it was too late? Zim remains silent. Her memories start to come back to her. ((Something worth noticing: I haven't talked to Zim about this part yet. So there's a slight chance it might change in the future, but it most likely won't. It is probably similar to what Zim had in mind back in TCW3 and 4)) 30 years ago, Zim used to live with her family in the village. The place was small, and everyone knew each other. Zim was always loved by her parents, and life was great, at least until things started to go downhill. Her father couldn't keep up with the bills anymore. Zim started to notice it and blame herself for being too much of a burden to them rather than helpful. One night, when she was secretly staying up late to hear her parents talk, she discovered that her parents had amassed too much debt and would soon receive an eviction order. Desperate, Zim decided that it was best that she abandoned her family. "One less mouth to feed", she thought. She packed her backpack the same night and ran into the woods. Her first days were hard and painful, but she eventually got used to living on her own. Almost all her memories were suppressed, and she grew to hate herself for taking such a decision. She traveled around the whole region, visiting cities and doing whatever she could to survive. The highest point of her journey was when she saw Sly Cooper's original cane being exposed at a small town's museum. Using her astuteness, she managed to "acquire" it at night and escape town with it, unnoticed. Her last stop was S?o Paulo. It was there that she saw GDN for the first time on TV, as well as learned about the upcoming war. She decided to meet GDN and try to get his help finding her lost past. GDN ended up to be like a father to her, But the discovery of the destroyed village, as well as GDN's connection to it, made her hate GDN and herself even more. Now, she was finally face to face with him again. GDN: Zim? Zim: I guess we all make mistakes... Listen GDN, you were wrong by killing my parents... But I was also wrong for abandoning them... I guess that, one way or another, I too "killed" them... GDN: Zim, you don't need to be so harsh to yourself... Zim: But I was to you. If I didn't have that stupid decision... Maybe they would be alive all this time... Another moment of brief silence, GDN hesitates for a while, but extends his hand to Zim. GDN: So, what do you say? We can be friends again? Zim: Just like in old times. Zim shakes GDN's hand, and gives him a little hug. Rico, who was sitting on the couch the entire time, finally stands up and walks to them. Rico: You know, I would clap hands, but it would be a bit tacky... Zim: Doesn't change the fact that you are a killjoy. Rico: Well, I wasn't expecting to see a whole conciliation here, but I guess that's an extra. So, GDN, do you have any research on Blackout? GDN: Actually, I have. ((First one to make fun of my post get's TK'd)) | 2012-05-05 20:36:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((First one to make fun of my post get's TK'd)) ((If only I knew what TK'd meant.)) Isaac looked at the end of the gun, held by a masked Guard, pointing towards his head. Blackout Guard: What's your name? Isaac: Isaac Knowles. Please, I need to get somewhere. The guard shifted his eyes towards the black bag Isaac was carrying. Blackout Guard: Open up the bag. Isaac: There's nothing in there. Blackout: I'm the one with the gun. Open it. Isaac unzipped the bag, revealing the crate he had been carrying. The guard took his mask off, and, slightly, lowered his mask. Blackout Guard: I'm not really a Blackout Guard, just got caught in this giant mess. Luckily I learned a bit of fighting when I was young. I can't say I fight real fair, but I've survived up until now. Where are you heading with that thing? Isaac: The Sega HQ. It's the only place I can open it up. Blackout Guard: Why do you have to open it there? Isaac: It has a multi-level security padlock. Can only be opened if charged with specific Sega designed charging panels, and if I don't get it charged in a certain amount of time, it can never, ever, be opened again. Trust me. Blackout Guard: ...Alright, fine. What are you, a Microsoft Agent? Isaac: Sony, and I'm not an agent, I just worked at Sony, no affiliation with the SSO. Blackout Guard: Well then, we better stop wasting time and get out of here before anyone else comes for us here, after that guy shot in the air for them. My name's Marcus. ((Sorry about all the characters. Don't worry though, some of them are only temporary.)) | 2012-05-05 22:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Rico: Well, I wasn't expecting to see a whole conciliation here, but I guess that's and extra. So, GDN, do you have any research on Blackout? GDN: Actually, I have. ((First one to make fun of my post get's TK'd)) ((So I'm guessing that next up is the part that we discussed, right? Riiiiight?)) | 2012-05-06 02:03:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((So I'm guessing that next up is the part that we discussed, right? Riiiiight?)) ((Wai, wai, wait, just one little thing)) GDN opens the cabinet and presses a hidden button, revealing a secret door behind the back. Zim(astonished): Whoa. Since when did you have this? GDN: Since enough. The passage lead to a staircase leading deeper underground. As they walked along it, the lights would switch on, making a loud noise. GDN(sad): Things really went down before I left. It wasn't just you, Zim, but everyone else was starting to think that I wasn't making a satisfactory job... Zim: Well, it wasn't your fault. I understand that being a commander must be tough work... GDN: But still, it was like something suddenly brought me downhill. You remember Merc? Zim: Yeah... Sorta... GDN: He was captured. And I am guilty of that too... ((Cue you are now free to go Merc)) | 2012-05-06 03:05:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| "...don't you think we should wait for Alexa?" I don't care right now. "Let her sleep." Yes, please do that. "We can't come up with this plan without her; i'm going to wake her up." Blackout can't move thier base, Erin. Give me a minute! "You weren't in Faithville, Erin." I will high five you later Zak.... "ALEXA! GET UP! BLACKOUT'S HERE!" "WHAT?" Alexa quickly hopped out of bed almost faster than humanly possible. "Well that got you up fast." "..." "Ah man, been waiting to get back at you for that one incident 10 years ago for a while." "Still on about that, Eve? It was one match." "Yeah, that and it's 11:30 and Pete seems to have some kind of problem with downtime now... And you'd better have something to eat while Zak is gone, pretty sure that he finished off all of your cereal and was still hungry." "Some people never change..." "Yep. Anyway, he also managed to do techy stuff and got the schematics for the Blackout main base "Right. How?" "Ask him, I wasn't paying attention to that part." "Fine, be out in a minute." Alexa picked herself up off the bed and picked up a set of appropriate atire for their coming desert mission, namely a light grey shirt and a pair of khaki cargo pants, before going to meet everyone else that was huddled around a 3D plan of the Blackout base sprawled accross the table. "So what do we have here?" "Breakfast first. Have some waffles." Jason went over to the kitchen to retrieve a few waffles and ungracefully slap them onto a plate and place them in front of Alexa at the table. "What are you? My mother?" "He isn't but I endorse." Says Laura, casually walking into the room with a mischevious grin plastered on her face. "Oh ha ha." "Twenty-five and you still can't get yourself out of bed at a reasonable time." "Twenty-five and you still pester me about that kind of stuff." "Well, point taken. Anyway, finish up so we can go over this plan, and get on the road to saving Mercuy and destroying Blackout." "Right, Dad..." ((Aaaaaand now onto the flashback.)) 23 Years ago *RING RING* Ah god, what is it this time? *RING RING* It's 5:30, Leave a message please. *RING RING* TRYING TO SLEEP! *RING RING* ****, FINE. Mercuy levered himself up onto his side and reached for the phone on the night table... unsuccessfully, and instead knocking it over along with the glass of water sitting next to it. Not having the energy get himself up, he simply rolled out of bed onto the floor, picking up his phone and letting out a loud yawn before speaking. "Yeah, what?" "Merc?" "That's me. Who's this?" "It's GDN. Look... We've got a problem." "This problem is?" "It's complicated; gunna need you over here. I've arranged for Jack to get you a jet over." "You better not be sending me on a suicide mission, I do have a kid now." "Take it from me, we just need to talk in person." "Fine, at least let me get up first though." "Got it. Tell Laura I said hi." "I will. Meet you there." Mercuy let out another yawn before finally getting up and looking back at the bed with Laura still sleeping peacefully. Not wanting to wake her from a deep slumber, he just got himself dressed and picked up a slip of paper. Laura, GDN needed me in Sao Paulo immediately. Hopefully I'll be back in a day or so, and this doesn't have to do with more war on the rise. Call me if you need anything or if i'm not back tomorrow; take care of Alexa too. -Mercuy And with that, he donned a sweater and left for the airport without his weapons, praying for a less confrontational encounter. ((Wanted to make this longer, but I've reached the end of my attention span. Will continue later.)) | 2012-05-06 09:22:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Heading down the steps toward a subway station, Derek had to go somewhere to avoid the Blackout agents pursuing him. Going down the steps, and passing by the the ticket stations, he found himself with security after him aswell. The trains were leaving, and some were closed. Quickly, he looked at a slab on the ground, showing the subway schedule. He skied over it and found one not too far away. With security and Blackout getting closer, he continued running, heading for the train that could take him out of New Natal. The train was in site, but to Derek's bad luck, it was leaving now. Trying to catch with it as it speeds up, Derek is able to hang onto an outside bar while clinging onto the outside door. It opened , while still moving, making him fall in. When one of the security guards asked him for his ticket, he offered double what the ticket cost, pleasing to just take that and be okay. Derek walked to the back of the train, looking through the back window, seeing his pursuers get tinier as the train keeps moving, the train makes its way through the tunnels. | 2012-05-06 13:15:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Okay? where is Alex?)) ((dorry for not posting but My computer actually Broke and I have since had it fixed)) | 2012-05-06 18:36:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061 |
| ((Okay? where is Alex?)) ((dorry for not posting but My computer actually Broke and I have since had it fixed)) ((It's fine butter. Alex is still at the clearing with Ivon, Jak and Gecko. If you need to leave the clearing, feel free to do so. Rico and Zim have already reached Blumenau, gdn's hometown, and Isaac is in Faithville, incase you're curious. Oh, and Heather's somewhere outside of New Natal.)) ((New post for Heather)) Heather decided to do what she could as far as investigation went. She stopped the car, and pulled out her computer. Most of what she was looking for was blocked, but something peculiar happened. A tab showed up on her computer, with the following message. "Installation Code: 572-143-010-938 accessed.jz7-Tbr_(iK..-_*SSO database files 201.7 and 791.6 transmitted toward..ErroR-cOde^!--_towaard P.D.A.from SSO Mainframe computer_Sao-Paulo[%*gH+;Further-information-awaits"*.,;((" Heather decided to give Kate a call, dialing in both the phone number Rico gave her, and the password at the end. Kate: Hello, who is this? Heather: Hey this is Heather, I'm friends with Rico. Kate: Oh. How did you get my number? Heather: Oh, Rico gave it to me. Listen, he said you're good with electronics and..well, technical business. I need your help with something. Kate: What is it? Heather: I was trying to do some research, but a message showed up. Talking about someone breaching into the SSO HQ, and installing classified files of data onto their PDA. Kate: Alright, send me the exact message, tell me how you might've gotten it, any information will be helpful. So, that's what Heather ended up doing. Kate: Alright, I'll send you what I can get onto your computer. Do you have any idea who might've done this? Heather: Not yet, but I don't think some random Blackout agent just broke in and took it. Even if they did break in, there all kinds of levels of security for their computers. I think it's someone from Sony. | 2012-05-07 00:27:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Nick, exhausted, walked slowly down the hall, gun dragging by his feet. His hair and beard were damp with sweat and blood, turning a light brown to dark. The setting sun lit the hallway, the power having went out nearly an hour ago. The carpet was covered with blood stains and broken glass, and cries of help could be heard from below, occasionally above. The fort itself was surrounded by Sony soldiers, guns firing nonstop. First, they would attack the borders of the city, then start the siege. Memories of before swam in Nick's head, confused and disoriented. Pain, screaming, death. Last he heard, Nintendo had declared war back and had called for help, of which there was none. The soldiers at Fort Fils-Aime were on their own. The future looked bleak. Few soldiers walked by Nick, and all were looking for a place to hide. Pick any closet and you'd find at least three men cowering, maybe even sucking their thumbs. Plenty of times where Nick considered walking up to a corner and collapsing into the fetal position. No ammo left, only a dull knife. What else was there to do? "Nick! Thank god!" a familiar Russian accent said. Nick turned around to see the smiling bald head of Dmitri, a half eaten pickle tucked into his belt. "Thought you died!" "Hell, I thought you died!" Nick said, now hugging Dmitri. It was good to see a friendly face. It gave courage and boosted morale, something every Nintendo soldier at the fort needed. "Nick, Hayes is going to surrender. Troops are already evacuating, and by that I mean running off which everything they own on their backs. If we're planning to make it out alive, this is our chance," Dmitri said, letting go. His face was now deadly serious, and his head turned to look out the window. Nick too looked, out towards the beautiful skyline of Hyrule City. A peaceful city (if you ignore the high crime rate) doomed to be under siege. Water and food would last a bit but not forever. The citizens weren't ferociously loyal, none of them being from Vicksburg (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siege_of_Vicksburg), so their wills would be broken soon enough. If Fort Fils-Aime fell, it might as well be over. "We can't Dmitri," Nick said, resting his hands on a window sill. "If the fort falls..." "Fort Sumter (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_fort_sumter) fell and the Union still won," Dmitri argued, arms crossed. "Because they had superior transportation, factories, arguably soldiers, pretty much everything to be honest. Sony and Nintendo both excel in those departments. We can't run Dmitri, we can't." Dmitri sighed as he unfolded his arms. He took another glance at the city, sparkling against the cloudless, orange sky. "We're just two men Nick, there's nothing we can do," Dmitri said, his face turning into a scowl. "Two multiplies Dmitri. We have to try!" Nick protested, now staring Dmitri in the eyes. "Go if you want, but I'm not leaving." Dmitri growled, but he was far shorter and much weaker than Nick. This was a situation where intimidation was not a choice. "Fine, but if I die here, I'm going to punch you in the face once we get to the Pearly Gates," Dmitri said, sighing. | 2012-05-07 07:32:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| Ivon,Jack,Gecko and Alex sat still at the clearing and after what seemed like years of waiting, Alex stood up and said "you know what I think it's time for me to leave" Ivon seemed puzzled "Why Alex?" He asked, "I have my own problems to deal with" Alex announced. Ivon was curious and questioned Alex: "And what might that be?" "I think it is best if you dont know" "Alex! tell us!" Ivon Demanded Alex let out a sigh "well we have been working together for so long, so I guess I can trust you guys" he sighed even more as the others waited impatiently "I was hired by Microsoft to Assassinate someone before I left them", "so?" Ivon shrugged. Alex than shouted it out "That person is..." ((First post in ages so, I am a bit rusty for ideas)) | 2012-05-07 12:24:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061 |
| The shadowy figure sprinted through the wreckage, recklessly smudging the grime loosely coating her face, transferring the thick charcoal like substance to the back of her trembling right hand. The jagged pebbles embedded in the ashen canvas of her face fell helplessly into the depths of her newly discovered soul, submerging into the surrounding oceans of royal blue, emerging in an explosion of pure colour. But the figure didn't care for the colour of transfixing oceans, electric skies and brilliant sapphires. The figure only cared for the colour of juicy strawberries, seething-hot magma and mesmerizing rubies. The colour of blood. It splashed the walls with a vibrant danger which drew her in like a magnet. Resistance was futile. Easier to just let it lead her towards whatever casualty awaited her, unknowing of the person who would be anticipating an angel from the heavens. Ziggy wasn't an angel. She was a demon, born to wreak havoc on the many lives she had tampered with in her time. Correction: Still had left to tamper with. Without knowing why, she skidded to a halt. Ziggy looked up to find the answer awaiting her. There was the entrance to the arena, a beautiful, optimistic light streaming through. Yet she backed away in fear. What if she found Dynamo, alive and well, and she changed that, twisted that into something else? Could she risk it? ...**** it, he was probably already dead. Ziggy braced herself before she sprinted through the doorway. Two figures were waging war in the central enclosure. They weaved in and out artistically, rolling and swerving in time with each other like this was nothing more than an intricate dance. When one warrior struck out, the other swiftly countered by jabbing forwards with the sharp point of a golden dagger and throwing himself onto his back. Within half a second he had kicked forwards with both legs, his feet meeting the other's heavily armoured chest and bringing him down to the steadily cracking gravel beneath. The smaller of the duo sensed his chance, dived forwards and brought the dagger down through his opponent's neck... At least, he would have done, if said opponent hadn't rolled sideways, picked up his fallen sword and the two weapons had met with a resounding clink. A resounding clink that Ziggy never heard, due to the forcefield isolating all sound from reaching the spectators previously watching, now all running for their lives. She imagined a death where her last words were heard only by her killer. A situation both fighters were ready to forget all previously held morals and do whatever was necessary to prevent. They were now circling each other like inhuman predators, stances lowered to the ground, eyes interlocked with a blazing fire she had never witnessed before. And then the knife wielding soldier looked up. And no longer was he just a knife wielding soldier. Dynamo had dropped his focus. But his rival hadn't. The tank rushed him and barely dodging the attack, he lost his briefly held advantage. He yelled something desperately, the words subsequently lost in the chaotic roar of the stadium tearing itself apart. His attacker towered over him, every single swing of his artistically jagged sword knocking him back a few steps, but he seemed to holding on. For now. Ziggy couldn't bear it for any longer; she pointed her gun at the brute's dome shaped head and began to mash the trigger viciously, but the bullets simply ricocheted away from the shimmering barricade, back at her. Ziggy barely managed to dodge them in time. She ran to the edge of the enclosure and beat her fists against it primitively, but was soon thrown backwards by a shock wave so powerful that it locked all her joints, effectively paralysing her. Ziggy barely noticed as her pathetically limp body met the ground with a hollow thump and her mind slipped back into the welcoming chasm of unconsciousness. | 2012-05-07 13:16:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| After waiting and checking every once in a while for almost an hour, Heather opened her computer back up and, sure enough, shw found on her e-mail, a message from Kate. She had done some research, and left a message with some photos she took. "Heather, thank you for the information. I can't just track it from here, but after surfibg through some encrypted information and hacking through a sattelite, don't tell anyone about that, I was able to, sort of get it's location. I was able to find 3 points on the map where data was either sent or received. The first one showed up at the SSO HQ in Sao Paulo. This must have been where data was originally taken, and was where we talked about earlier. The second pinpoint where data was transmitted was in a forest outside of New Natal." Heather looked at a photo of where the second pinpoint was. This had to have been where Heather tried dumping the hijacked Blackout vehicle, after dropping her friends not far away from NN. She decided to continue reading. "The third pinpoint is at the clearing you guys were at. I'm afraid that's all I was able to find. Good luck Heather, and call me if you need me. While all three locations would prove to be helpful for Heather, the third point in particular caught her eye. Heather already knew about Blackout agents breaking inside the HQ, plus, when Heather dropped off the vehicle, someone who was probably Blackout ((Derek)) tried shooting at Jak. For all she knew, he could've had reinforcements. Both those locations pointed to it being a random Blackout agent, but what about the third one? The only people after them military forces. At least, that's what it seemed like. Still, they had all been taken care of. If Heather's theory was correct, which she was certain that it was, then one of her teammates was working for Blackout. | 2012-05-07 21:49:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((We've really been doing well with the posts recently guys, very nice. Keep it up and we'll all go out for icecream.)) | 2012-05-07 21:56:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((We've really been doing well with the posts recently guys, very nice. Keep it up and we'll all go out for icecream.)) ((Mmm, icecream. I'm not sure the exact plans of everyone else, but I've basically planned out the rest of the story-related posts of mine for Blackout. It looks like I'll only need about 25 more story related posts to finish things off and drop the cliffhangers for TCW5.)) ((EDIT: ...I should probably slow down a little though, because at this rate, I can finish things off in about 3 weeks.)) | 2012-05-07 22:12:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Mmm, icecream. I'm not sure the exact plans of everyone else, but I've basically planned out the rest of the story-related posts of mine for Blackout. It looks like I'll only need about 25 more story related posts to finish things off and drop the cliffhangers for TCW5.)) ((EDIT: ...I should probably slow down a little though, because at this rate, I can finish things off in about 3 weeks.)) ((Whoa, 25? Well, posts don't traverse that much time, so I believe that it applies for me too. Already has all planned, even the first chapters for TCW5.)) ((Also, TCW3, TCW4, TCWB, TCW5... We are going the Call of Duty way of naming now? )) | 2012-05-07 23:17:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((At this rate, I'll be the first to finish. I'll be the awkward guy sitting in the corner, plate devoid of cake, while everyone is munching on their slice and having a good time.)) | 2012-05-07 23:27:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Cuts small piece out of own cake and gives to Clayton.)) ((Also: I'M ON A ROLL. MOAR POSTAGE.  ))A bone shaking howl brought her crashing back down to earth. The agonizing cry rippled through the air and in seconds she hit the ground running. Dynamo was now lying on the ground, rocking back and forth. Without thinking, the Desert 5 was tightly clutched in her sweaty palm and three bullets embedded deep in the *******'s skull. This took her aback. The forcefield was down. Yet her feet didn't stop until she reached Dynamo's side. Ziggy worked rapidly, with a competence rivalled by none, surveying his body hastily for injuries. No broken bones. No fractures. His eyes were open, unprompted by vox or pain. He quickly obeyed her instructions to roll onto his back. He was talking, aware of where he was and why he was there. A GCS of 15. A perfect score, disregarding the ****ing greatsword embedded deep in his left armpit, exiting grotesquely through his shoulder blade. An open wound; she could clearly see the arctic white of his humerus poking out at an abnormal angle. Excessive blood loss; it must have hit an artery. She didn't have time to do anything now. His best hope lay in getting outside before the entire structure decided to cave in on them. She gradually helped him to his feet, and the two wounded soldiers arduously staggered towards the main entrance. “C'mon buddy...” Ziggy had been dragging Dynamo for god knows how long. She had tied a tourniquet around his upper arm instantly after they had emerged from what was now a pitiful pile of rubble. It had been on for over an hour. Deep down, Ziggy knew what this meant, even though she didn't want to admit it. Not to herself and definitely not to the seventeen year old boy who was about to lose his entire left arm. To add insult to injury, Dynamo was left handed; he'd get kicked out of the SSO if their commander found out that he was unable to wield so much as a pistol. And then he'd be thrown back in jail to serve out the rest of his sentence. So she carried on hauling the injured boy through the fog; praying to whatever is holy that they'd come across some sort of shelter where she could lay down her new patient, administer an anesthetic and start a procedure she had never even attempted before, which would subsequently wreck his entire life. The reality of the situation finally hit her. “I'm not dumb you know.” Ziggy whipped her head round to face the man, no; the boy who she was about to break the news to. His face was covered in blood and sweat and... no tears. Not a single one. That surprised her more than she would care to admit. “I know what you need to do.” She doubted he did. So she carried on walking; trying to distract herself from the fact that he probably thought that all he needed was nothing more than a few stitches and a bandage. “It's not your fault.” “What's not my fault?” She snapped back so instinctively that it took her a few seconds to work out that she had spoken at all. “My arm.” “I know. I'll just patch it up and you'll be good to-” “You lying *****. You lying... I know what happens if you leave a tourniquet on for longer than an hour. Like I said, I'm not... ugh... dumb.” She stayed silent, taking in this information. He looked over at her again but this time, she knew what he was thinking at that moment in time. She knew EXACTLY what he was thinking at that moment in time. And he was right... For once. That was another thing she refused to admit. Another to add to the already overflowing list. She forced a smile, but from the look Dynamo returned, it had obviously ended up as a pained grimace. “Sorry.” She had no idea what she was apologizing for at first but then it dawned on her. She was apologizing for everything that had happened in the past few weeks. And a lot more. “Don't worry, angry and depressed looks good on you.” He was oblivious to her apology's true meaning. Maybe he was oblivious to the true extent of his injuries after all... “So, amputate at will.” And he had to break the silence. Her heart sank once more. “Please tell me that you were actually going to tell me what you were about to do before you put me under?” She didn't answer. “I never thought that it would be possible to hate someone this much. Until I met you. So I told myself that you couldn't possibly surpass my expectations for a second time. And yet again, I'm proved wrong. Therefore I feel the need to thank you, for making me so full of pure anger at this current moment in time that I want to kill you, and I would actually do so if I currently had the strength. But I don't, so I guess I'll just have to fantasize about it instead.” “Likewise.” “Good to- Good to know.” He was shocked. That he couldn't hide. His mouth gaped open like a fish who had just noticed the shark barreling towards him at a hundred miles an hour, noticed that his surrounding school hadn't even bothered to warn him of the impending danger. But he had reason to be shocked at her sudden response. He had reason to be angry at her. The same couldn't be said of her. | 2012-05-07 23:45:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Mmm, icecream. I'm not sure the exact plans of everyone else, but I've basically planned out the rest of the story-related posts of mine for Blackout. It looks like I'll only need about 25 more story related posts to finish things off and drop the cliffhangers for TCW5.)) ((EDIT: ...I should probably slow down a little though, because at this rate, I can finish things off in about 3 weeks.)) ((3 weeks is a good timeline though, we should all be aiming around that to allocate as much time as possible for TCW5 sign-ups.)) ((Whoa, 25? Well, posts don't traverse that much time, so I believe that it applies for me too. Already has all planned, even the first chapters for TCW5.)) ((I've done some TCW5 planning for myself aswell, but mainly the first few posts. I don't really want to be getting to things right now, but there is going to be a few big changes in 5, which may or may not affect your original plans, so be ready for that.)) | 2012-05-07 23:49:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I'M ON A ROLL.)) ((Rolls? I thought we were having cake?! D: /bad joke)) ((3 weeks is a good timeline though, we should all be aiming around that to allocate as much time as possible for TCW5 sign-ups.)) ((Well then I guess I'll keep going on my same pattern I've established. :])) ((P.S. I just went back to the beginning of Blackout and I'm starting to basically do a roundup for it if that's okay. I know roundups have been done for previous wars, and because this will be a two-parter war, it'll probably be more important than ever to recap people on the events of this war, especially those who didn't participate in it, and will join in TCW5 signups.)) ((P.P.S. The pattern is one story-related post every weekday, and 2 every weekend day, until the end of Blackout of course)) | 2012-05-08 00:34:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((P.P.S. The pattern is one story-related post every weekday, and 2 every weekend day, until the end of Blackout of course)) ((For me is "post when you can")) ((I've done some TCW5 planning for myself aswell, but mainly the first few posts. I don't really want to be getting to things right now, but there is going to be a few big changes in 5, which may or may not affect your original plans, so be ready for that.)) ((If it involves the Blackout group, it might help, hinder or have no effect over my beginning post.)) | 2012-05-08 00:45:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((For me is "post when you can")) ((Yeah, that's how it'll be like with TCW5 for me, it's just that, because the end is near, there's less colliding with members, and whatnot.)) | 2012-05-08 00:57:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| "It's....." but before Alex could finish his sentence a strange sound of gas being released was heard and than followed by a cloud of orange smoke, everyone was chocking and as Alex stumbled of the Gas he found himself pistol-whipped by a mysterious attacker, everything went dark... Alex awoke from the dark,his head was screaming his pain and his left hand was sore, he then discovered he was handcuffed to a street-light,he pulled as hard as it is possible for a man to pull but it was no use, the handcuffs were on tight and Alex remembered he was neglecting something, the figure standing over him. Alex looked up and saw a man of around 6ft but his vision was blurred so much he could'nt identify any significant details. "Struggling are we Alex?" The man laughed "I guess that is what you get for betraying your company and for not being...well patriotic I guess is the word i'm looking for" He laughed again and Alex knew who it was from his voice."Hello,Jordan,long time no see" Alex hastily said, "yep,its just a shame it is the last time we will see eachother" Jordan smirked and than revealed Alex's Pistol from his army jacket, Alex closed his eyes and waited for it but it never came, instead Jordan threw the pistol just out of Alex's reach."that's for you if you ever just want to bite the bullet rather than wait for someone to come along and save you" and with that Jordan turned and walked away. At this moment Alex started to scream for help but no one was around to hear it...... ((I'm going to focus on Jordan's perspective now and I think that is the last we will hear of Alex....what a depressing end to his story )) | 2012-05-08 19:44:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061 |
| At this moment Alex started to scream for help but no one was around to hear it...... ((I'm going to focus on Jordan's perspective now and I think that is the last we will hear of Alex....what a depressing end to his story ))((Man, that was...sudden, to say the least. o-o I really didn't think it'd end like that for Alex. Good luck with Jordan, and now it's time for Isaac.)) Having someone else by your side was a bit of a relief for Isaac. Marcus turned out to be a valued partner, helping to take down some of the Blackout agents that they got involved in, but he had a bit of experience scavenging, along with sneaking up on the enemy sometimes. They snuck by large crowds, but fought against some, smaller groups, when there wasn't a way around. The two of them decided to stop for a second, to check on things. Isaac: So, you really do think this is the map to the HQ? Marcus: Yeah, I'm positive, quit worrying. Isaac: Well, there's a little stress on the line when you're holding something that could end up being the success or the failure of the war. Marcus: Alrig- ..wait, what war?! Isaac: ..Forget about it, I just need to get it in there. How far are we away from the Sega HQ? Marcus: Let's see....we should be about...there (looking around and then pointing finger on map) ..... so.. it should be just about...two miles away from here. Isaac: That's great! Marcus: How many of those...battery line thingamajigs you still got on there. Isaac quickly opened the bag up to check. Isaac: There's five left. Marcus: Think we can make it? Isaac: Yeah, I'm sure of it. Marcus: That's great. Once we get there, I can make some sort of distraction for you to get in. Don't worry, I'll make sure to bolt ASAP though. Isaac: Marcus.. Marcus: What? Isaac decided to keep moving as he talked. Isaac: It's just gonna be me when I get there. Marcus: What- you're ditching me already?! Isaac: ..I want you to get out of this hell hole alive. I have to be the one who to get it in, and you've been a great help. Marcus: Isaac, what if it's a two man job to get in, huh? We're doing fine so far. Isaac: Marcus, please. There should be a way out, far off to the side. You can sneak your way out. Once I get the crate opened, I'll meet you there. Marcus: Fine, for you Isaac, but keep in touch, okay? Marcus tossed over a phone he had stolen, which Marcus already programmed his number into. Isaac: Thanks. Marcus headed off, while Isaac stopped to zip the bag back up, and headed forward to his destination. | 2012-05-08 22:20:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((So Merc, should I wait until you finish that flashback sequence?)) | 2012-05-09 01:13:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Since you asked, here's the bit before the actual attack. (Midway through writing the rest.) Also, for those wondering, the LED is the Legion of Earth Defence, a masquerade for Blackout, hence Eric. Wanted to keep that a secret, but the post would be kinda confusing otherwise.)) "Sir, a Mr. Seventy-" ((Receptionist)) "Yes, send him in." ((GDN)) And with that, Mercuy gave the receptionist a nod of thank you before pushing open the doors to GDN's office, where GDN and an unknown suited man were conversing at his desk about the situation. "...we're still a small institution GDN, there's no way that we can take on this threat by ourselves, let alone without getting someone in there to actually see what we're getting ourselves into." ((Eric)) "Unless we know this is a real threat, we can't- Ah, Mercuy." ((GDN)) "Been a while, GDN. Would spend the time catching up, but you've clearly got an issue here." ((Mercuy)) "Right. This is Eric, LED commander." ((GDN)) Eric stood up from his seat and shook hands with Mercuy, not so much as saying a word while he does so. "He says that there seems to be a... problem developing right now." ((GDN)) "What sort of problem?" ((Mercuy)) "A problem concerning Joe's old rabble of traitors." ((Eric)) "Alright, then why aren't we taking this up with Jack?" ((Mercuy)) "He said he didn't want to be involved with a small rebel group, but they're going to become much more than that if we don't act fast." ((Eric)) "It really doesn't seem like we should be overly concerned about this, and who's the LED? anyway? i've never heard of them." ((Mercuy)) "It's a culminative effort to bring those from the different factions together to have a more universal task force." ((Eric)) "Then why can't you deal with this problem?" ((Mercuy)) "I've got no idea what we'd be up against, even if we sent an entire regiment in there, they could just be waiting for us to show up." ((Eric)) "I'm assuming that you have a plan then?" ((Mercuy)) "Look... I know that you and GDN didn't want to get yourselves involved, but you're the only people I can think of that can get into that base unnoticed and see what they're up to." ((Eric)) "You're serious? I don't do that kinda of stuff anymore. I may still only be in my 20s, but I'm a father now. I'm not going to leave little Alexa behind." ((Mercuy)) "Yeah, it would draw way too much attention to me and Sony aswell. Find someone else." ((GDN)) "There is no one else. I need someone who has a reputation of getting things done." ((Eric)) "Zim? Blue? Zeta?" ((GDN)) "Dissapeared, Not responding to my calls, and busy." ((Eric)) "Peter? Ched?" ((Mercuy)) "Peter fell off the grid years ago, haven't tried contacting Ched, and he hasn't flown in 3 years. You two are the only option that we have here." ((Eric)) "Fine, I'll do it." ((GDN)) "I've got a wife and kid back home, i'm not going on a mission this risky."((Mercuy)) "Mercuy, I promise that you'll make it out alive, we just need you to get in there unnoticed and see what they're up to, while GDN gets access to their systems so he can track your progress and breaks down any doors. We both know that you two are the best at what you do." ((Eric)) "I don't care. I'm heading home." ((Mercuy)) Without as much as a second look, he turned and pushed his way out of the doorway and headed down the hallway. He was about to step into the elevator when GDN came running after him. "Merc! Wait!" "I don't want to help GDN, and it worries me that you do." "Why?" "He doesn't seem kinda sketchy to you?" "Sketchy how?" "I don't know... There's just something about him that gives off that vibe, and the fact that he sought out us specifically." "We're trying to stop more war from breaking out here Merc. Do you want your daughter growing up in a time of war?" "But we've got no idea what we'd be getting ourselves into." "If there's a rebellion on the rise, it's best that we deal with it now." "But why us?" "Look, I may not have an answer to that, but when we're brought to duty people expect us to serve. Even if we're not called open, it's our duty as soldiers. You should know this yourself, you spared Zim when you didn't have to, you tried to kill off our dopplegangers when you didn't have to, you came with us on our mission to Everest when you didn't have to, so why is this any different? This is child's play for us, Merc." "...Fine, but at the slightest sign of danger we're bugging out." "Deal." | 2012-05-09 02:09:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Awesome. By the way, Merc, in CW5 you can expect a return to CW3 roots. )) | 2012-05-09 17:24:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| After moving onward, through back alleys and open areas, Isaac took the necessary pathways, following the map, until reaching a hill. He stopped on the hill, and when looking forward, he could see the building, far away, in the distance, the Sega HQ. He started walking downhill, until getting back onto the concrete street and sidewalk, as staying up on that field would've felt uncomfortable, as anyone could easily spot him sitting up there, if they hadn't already. He found himself in an open area, with small buildings surrounding, and a fountain in the middle. He would take that alley, and beyond it, would be the HQ. He did exactly that, going through the dark alley, and there it was, and it was massive alright. It stretched out, consisting of multiple buildings put together. He swore he could hear something though. He looked, and could see, far away, Blackout soldiers coming his way, but oblivious he was there. Quickly, he got bag into the alley, and made his way behind the fountain to watch. The soldiers passed by in a large group, and when they were gone and far away again, he got up. Before he could move on though, someone got onto him from behind. Climbing onto his back, Isaac was swinging around, trying to get the guy off. The man was able to quickly tear up the back of his shirt, and then start cutting Isaac's back with his 'talons'. The pain was extruciating. He could hear more men coming, but it wasn't Blackout, it was part of this guy's team. The man tried throwing a grenade into any direction. Isaac was able to push him off, with the man landing on the grenade, and Isaac nearby. The grenade exploded, right under the top of the guy's back, killing him, and producing a sound in Isaac's ears that he couldn't get rid of. More men appeared, tossing smoke grenades. Isaac started coughing, until the smoke died down, and a swift kick to Isaac's head followed after that, knocking him out. | 2012-05-09 20:50:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| "So how much further?" "Judging by your location, it should be about 45 minutes." "And what should we be looking for?" "It's supposedly disguised as a solar energy plant, so be on the lookout for that." "Will do. GDN out." The radio shut off with a small click and GDN looked up to see Mercuy, who had looking at him the whole time in the dark of the Saharan night. "He says we'll be there in 45, and that we're looking for a solar plant." "Alright." A long silence ensued between them, and it was quite a while before Mercuy ended up speaking his mind. "I still don't trust that guy." "I don't disagree with you, but what reason does he have to lie to us about this?" "I'm not sure, but maybe he's just trying to capture all of the people that are important to our armies, and he's starting with us." "I really don't think that's the case. If he was trying to capture us, he would've come up with a plan that was much more elaborate." "You don't know that." "I do know that we'll just have to stay on our toes until we can figure this out." "Fine. I reserve the right to say 'I told you so' though." "There it is, solar energy plant." "The base is still under construction, so there's an entrance near the northwest side that they haven't plugged yet." "I see it, heading in now." "Alright, I'll keep in touch. Eric out." The helicopter descended upon the base towards the opening, which looked like an elevator shaft leading straight into the bowels of the base. Mercuy hopped out of the helicopter and cocked his SMG before looking down into the hole. "I'll be honest, I don't really like not having my DMR on me. It also seems way too easy just going down this shaft into the control room of their base." "Does that make it 1 - 0 Merc?" "No, just stating an observation. Maybe I am being a bit paranoid." "Maybe a little. We've still got a mission to do." "You first." GDN then proceeded to attach his rapel cord to one of the solar panels and hop down into the shaft head first, taking Mercuy's mind off of betrayal for a few seconds as he did the same, except not in the same daredevilish fashion. After 20 seconds GDN had reached the bottom, and wasn't satisfied with the speed in which Mercuy was descending, and yelled back at him. "C'mon Merc!" "Why are you yelling on a stealth mission?" That shut him up very quickly. Mercuy reached the bottom of the shaft to meet an impatient GDN already opening the door on his left towards what looked like a warehouse not almost completely empty, with only a few boxes of weapons and ammunitions on each rack, and many that looked like they'd just been left on the ground while someone was carrying them, or ones that were just left on the the forklifts while being driven around the room. "Are you seeing this GDN?" "Seeing what?" "It's almost like everyone just stopped what they were doing and left. Now answer me this, why would they do that?" "Lunch hour?" "..." "Alright fine, maybe they wanted to make it seem like there was no one here." "I'm on to something here, aren't I?" "Maybe, but let's keep moving; Eric just sent me his base scans. Their temporary security room is 2 floors up and just left of us now, I should be able to get up from the catwalk at the top of this room. He also says you should head for the communications room, which is just through the hallway on the on the east side of the room." Mercuy nodded and headed for the door towards his goal, as GDN did the same and started to make his way up to the top of the warehouse room, climbing up the side of the rack on the north end of the room. Mercuy waited for his partner to be out of sight before he pushed open the large iron doors with little ease, which ended up leading straight into a large atrium instead of the mentioned long hallway. "GDN, tell Eric that his scans are off, there's no hallway here, and i'm hella exposed now." "Alright, just hang in the... lmost in.. their... ems." "I've got static! What's going on?" "H..... there! SH... JA...ER! GE...T! ......NOW!" His radio was overcome with static, and the only thing that he could think to do was bolt for the exit, but it was already too late, as the doors slammed shut as the troopers started to emerge from their hiding places, with Eric's voice coming in on his radio. "Honestly, I'm suprised that you guys fell for my simple plan." "Why are you doing this?" "You two are valuable. With GDN (one of Sony's most respected leaders) gone, there will be an uproar from the people, keeping eyes off of us and paving the way for someone who's a little more... reckless. As for you, well, that left arm of yours will be quite the asset. ((GDN, you can explain that one to everyone later.)) Think of it this way, our plan B involved kidnapping your little girl." "You **********d." "Do us a favour, don't try to resist." Mercuy beat and kicked at the door to try and bust it open, but it was futile, especially after 2 bullets came right at his calves. "I think you'll be coming with us now." ((DIGGITY DONES. Anyway, GDN's turn now, and I can get back to Alexa's storyline.)) | 2012-05-10 00:01:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((And so we returned to the present, and to getting this done with as soon as we can.)) "So first off, show me these base plans." "There's 5 sections, the 1 center building, and 4 others with nothing more than barracks and storage, which I don't think we should be concerned about. But, in the main building we've got 10 floors, barracks on the bottom 2, atrium on the 8th floor up to the 5th, 4 warehouses on each corner of that it, then what looks like Eric's office on the north side." "If we can get down to there first, then we'll have a pathway to everything else." "Problem is, the elevators have tough security locks, never seen anything like em." "Well, where's the security room?" "Right above the atrium, 4th floor." "Can't we just blow the floor above the atrium then? That would bring the whole base down around them." "If we haven't found Mercuy by then, it might cause a problem." "Jason, where's the jail cellblock? "That's 3rd and 4th floor. Nothing substantial on the 1st or 2nd, just offices and an armoury." "Alright, judging by what we've got here, it might be a bit of a problem trying to get in here ourselves without being noticed, considering that I don't see any openings other than the high security concealed one; we may have to blow our way in." "So what's the solution here?" "We'll need someone running a distraction up top while we head inside." "What are you suggesting?" "We can't get Jack to send us support, can we?" "I don't think that the Egyptian government would be too happy with us sending an entire army into their country, I think you're forgetting that most of Africa is influenced by Nintendo." "What are we gunna do then?" "Get Nintendo to help us?" "With that Faithville incident? I think they'd have their priorities elsewhere." "This might be a bit of a long shot, but maybe we could rally the police in Cairo?" "That... Might work. Mom?" "I've done a fair bit of rallying in my day, back in the last war all those years ago." "Good then. Eve, I hear you're good with explosives." "Yep, got some C4 stashed back at my apartment." "...Real-" "Yeah it's illegal, get over it." "I wasn't going to say anything. What about you guys, good for weapons?" "Locked and loaded." "Revolver's ready." Pete held up his sniper, and the twins picked their weapons up off the table. "All good then? Let's get this show on the road." ((End game: Activate.)) | 2012-05-10 07:10:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Good. Will continue soon.)) | 2012-05-10 23:33:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| The train kept moving, into the tunnels, with Derek aside, moving away from the Blackout agents. While he still had to be on his toes, he did let himself relax a bit as he stood there, holding onto the pole. Not long after the train ride began, everyone could feel it stop, but they were still in the tunnels. People were confused, and a few people went up to the door, seperating them from the driver, confused. Derek started getting suspicious, feeling so stupid to think that the people after him couldn't just take over the train. Suddenly, the driver's voice could be heard, as he spoke into a microphone, with his voice being heard through the small speakers placed on the wall. "Hello everyone, I just got a message from security. Apparently, they say that one of our passengers needs to be taken in for questioning. Now, there's no need to panic. They'll be arriving shortly through the miniature tunnel passageways, just stay put." This was basically Derek's warning to get the hell out of there. I mean really, what kind of person alerts the so-called criminal? He didn't stand there trying to answer his question though, and instead looked around, to see if there was a way out, despite all the people around. He was able to spot an emergency escape door at the top of the train, but no sooner than everyone around him, including 2 burly men, started getting suspicious of him. | 2012-05-11 00:39:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Good. Will continue soon.)) ((NOT GREAT? NOT SO EPIC YOU WANT TO GIVE HUGS? aw.)) | 2012-05-11 00:53:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((NOT GREAT? NOT SO EPIC YOU WANT TO GIVE HUGS? aw.)) ((Professionalism, soldier.)) ((I LOVED IT!!! THERE WAS LIEK GDN AND MERC AND TRAITOR AD BULLETZ!!!1 *brofive*)) Zim: So you couldn't help him. GDN(sad): I tried... But with no avail... GDN(shouting at radio): MERC! ******! GDN was greeted by an entire Blackout squad coming down the atrium. He ran for the first cover he could find and opened fire at them. GDN(menacing): First I'm going to get past you, then find Merc! Blackout(loudspeaker): SURRENDER NOW, SONY COMMANDER, AND YOU WON'T BE HARMED! GDN(sarcastic): Sure, right... As he took another peek out of cover, a bullet shaved his arm, making him clutch it in pain. GDN(painful): They just seem to keep coming... GDN looked around and and noticed a door right next to his cover, just a quick run away. GDN(sad): Sorry, Merc... He ran for it, going through what seemed like a labyrinth of hallways and rooms, until reaching one with a dead end. He stopped at it, hearing the echoes of the enemies screaming, then quickly glanced around, finding a small vent above him. He proceeded to climb on top of some crates and into it, right before the guards came around the corner. Blackout: There! On the vent! They all fired their weapons at the shaft, making a bulletstorm go past it. Luckily, GDN was one step ahead, out of their range. Zim: What did you do after? GDN: I still tried to find him, but it was too risky... Being alone, on a facility crammed with Blackout guards... ((Cut midway)) | 2012-05-11 02:01:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((So, Dragon is going to use one of my TCW5 characters for a bit, so please don't hate me for a new character im sorry)) "Now there partner, I recommend that you tell me what y'all are doin' here if you wish to keep on livin'," Gabriel said, pushing his revolver up against a heavily armored woman's forehead, forcing her to lean against a chain-link fence. One second, everything was insane and life threatening, then the next you have soldiers rolling in on top of all the normal crap. You just can't get a break in this world. "I...I...," the soldier muttered, frantically darting her eyes around, looking for a means of escape. Being at the end of an alley, surrounded by three of your dead comrades at that, wasn't exactly the perfect situation for such a task though. She looked up at the moon and muttered a prayer. Cute. Gabriel pushed the firearm harder. "I ain't kidding around pretty lady. One pull of this trigger will spill your brains all over the ground. Startin' to regret ambushin' me like that?" Gabriel said, a slight smirk visible through his thick beard. His Stetson partially hid his green eyes, giving an appropriately menacing look. "SEGA...SEGA headquarters," she blurted out, hands gripping the chains on the fence. "That old place?" Gabriel asked, pointing his gun at the looming skyscraper. She quickly nodded. "Alright then, scat." The woman nodded again and quickly ran off. Didn't even put up much a fight. Once Gabriel was sure she was gone, he tightened his backpack and looked upwards. Whatever was in that building, he could care less about. Now was a better time than ever to get out of the city, and by golly he was going to take it. His daughter was waiting outside the wall after all. He loved her dearly, but she wasn't exactly one for surviving on her own. As soon as he took a step forward however, a peculiar scream came not too far off. It wasn't a scream of a Psycho, that was higher pitched and much more unique. This one was of someone sane, someone in trouble. Gabriel could care less about anyone not of his own blood, but death by Psycho was something he wouldn't curse the evilest son of a gun to suffer. After making sure his revolver was still loaded, Gabriel took a deep breath and leaped over the fence, then ran towards the origin point of the scream. ((Alright Dragon, don't mess it up. Also, send me the post before you post it so I know you got Gabriel right.)) | 2012-05-11 02:07:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Alright, I'll make sure to talk to you about him and everything.)) | 2012-05-11 12:37:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((now I can continue)) GDN stopped at a bulky metal door, spinning a valve and pulling it, revealing his hideout. Rico(astonished): So this is why nobody ever found you... GDN: Heh. Someone could be living on the house and still not know that I was under their feet all the time... Zim: So GDN, what happened to Merc? GDN: I don't know. I'm not sure if I ever want to know... Zim remained silent for a while, showing some respect for GDN's feelings. She looked at the floor, thinking, then back at GDN as he was sitting in front of his computer, typing something. Zim(shy): So, GDN... I couldn't stop myself from noticing... It's been like 20 years since I last seen you, but you look exactly like you were back then. Maybe even younger... GDN: 20 years? I kinda lost the sense of time... I wouldn't know if it was 10, 20 or 40 years that have passed... Zim: Still... I was expecting to find an old man... But you still look like 40. GDN: If I knew why, I would tell you. Now... Where did I save that? Rico approached the computer, blocking Zim's view of GDN and the screen. She approached him by the side and focused and the monitor as GDN selected a folder and opened it. GDN: There it is. I believe you know Sony's current Commander, right? Rico: Him? Well... Zim: He is an *******. GDN: So you know that he's a traitor? Rico: Well, yes. He tried to get rid of me, and... Zim(serious): He tortured me. GDN stopped for a while, looking away from them and trying to contain his anger at Zim's last statement, before continuing. GDN: Anyway... I have compared pictures of him with another Commander, the one that got assassinated right before I became Commander. Do you remember him, Zim? Zim: Can't say that I don't, but I never cared about him. GDN: Well, either an extreme coincidence, or they're the same person. GDN showed a whole bunch of pictures showing the two side by side, and they were in fact really alike. GDN: Appearances aren't all. Both Commanders were ******. Something is not right about them... Zim: I also realize another thing, GDN... Rico: What? Zim: The old Commander got killed, then suddenly he returns... As another person, but the same... GDN: You think that... Zim: You got killed, GDN. And then you are found alive in an Ascension hideout... GDN: You know that I would never work for them! Zim: I'm not suggesting that... I'm just saying that this means that the new Commander must have connections to Ascension and Blackout! Rico: Take a dead Commander and revive him to serve as their puppet? I think that you are getting crazy now, Zim... Zim(irritated): I've seen doppelgangers of us, mystic groups talking about prophecies, ancient alien temples, mutated soldiers, and am friends with someone that should be dead, and now you're telling me that I'm going crazy??? GDN looks away from them, rather sad, before Zim noticed what she said. Zim: Listen... You know that I didn't mean it like that... I was just trying to make a point, but this barnacle head just won't listen! They all suddenly got interrupted by distant voices coming from the corridor behind them. Rico: Looks like we got company! GDN quickly reunited all he could and stuffed it into a backpack, then put it onto his back. He grabbed the shotgun and went ahead through the corridor. GDN: On me... There were three agents on the room, checking the dead bodies. GDN appeared from inside the closet, shooting two at once. The third quickly got downed by Rico. GDN stood by the door, counting five more at the corridor. He ran out, firing at them then sliding into another room when they opened fire. He tried some more shots, but found himself out of shells. Suddenly, Zim charged out of the initial room, ramming two of the guards and pouncing at a third, taking him down. Rico took advantage and downed the rest. GDN: You seem to take care of yourselves pretty well... Rico: Go to the car! We need to get out of here! The three entered the vehicle, Rico on the driver's seat. Zim: You checked for any trackers? Rico: Very funny. GDN: HIT IT! The car drove off the road, being followed by some other cars. The chase was short-lived, as the black Hummer made its way through a whole group of secondary roads, outrunning the chasers. Zim: Looks like they're gone! Rico: Good to hear... GDN turned on the radio and shifted through the channels, stopping at a news show. Radio: ...since the scandal involving a now retired SSO member, the Supreme Commander has been avoiding public announcements. However, under heavy public pressure, he has decided to answer some questions to the people at the Media Center in S?o Paulo, as well as revealing his current plans to deal with the upcoming war... GDN: The Commander is giving a speech? Radio: ...the event is scheduled today, in 6 hours. Let's hope this goes better than the last one. Now... GDN turned the radio off. Rico looked at him. Rico: You want to go crash that party, right? GDN: Right... ((Endgame ready!)) | 2012-05-11 19:18:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| Heather tried recalling anyone she had come in contact with, namely, those in the clearing. If her theory was correct, and the mole would've had to have been at the clearing, that would automatically rule out Ziggy, Alexa, and Kate. She decided to call Jak, for he, Alex, Gecko and Ivon could help. Jak: *wheezing* Heather, *coughing* this isn't a good t-..time. Heather: Oh, I'm sorry, is everything okay? I can call back later. Jak: No, no, you already decided to call me. I'm just peachy.. (sarcasm) Heather: What happened? Jak: Night was falling, so we put up some lights. Not much later, Alex decided it was time for him to exit stage right, made me listen to another boring goodbye speech. While he was talking though, we had been attacked by someone, I didn't see anyone. But they released this orange gas. After getting out of that toxic mess, I found the others, but Alex was gone.. Heather: Have you tried looking for him? Jak: Yeah I tried.... some *angrier tone* Heather: We need to get people to find him! Jak: that can be your job then. Ziggy can be a pain in the a** sometimes, but she's my responsibility. That Microsoft agent isn't. He probably got what was coming anyway. Heather: *annoyed by Jak* So you have no idea who took him, and where he could be? Jak: That's about right. Heather: May I speak with Ivon for a second? Jak: Gimme a second, alright? Heather waited while Jak handed the phone over to Ivon. She couldn't believe Alex had been captured, although she could only wonder whether this was related or not. He probably couldn't have gotten access to those Sony files anyway, being a worker for Microsoft. Ivon was handed Jak's phone. Heather: Hey Ivon, it's Heather. Ivon: Oh, hey *coughing* Heather: So, how's it been, working for Sony? Ivon: Not what I expected... Heather: I'm sorry Ivon, I never knew that any one of us would have to be involved in this. Ivon: It's uhh..were you gonna, erm, ask me something? Heather: Yeah. I dropped you off with Isaac, Rico, Alex and Zim near New Natal, before dropping off the truck. I'm going to need you to tell me what happened. Ivon: Uhm, okay..what for? Heather: ..Research. Heather kept in mind the second pinpoint Kate talked about, at the forest where Heather had to drop off the Blackout truck, while her friends had entered New Natal. Ivon: Well, we got inside New Natal, uhh....oh yeah, Zim had to get inside this station to do some research. Heather: How far away was it? Ivon: Kinda far. Heather: Did anyone else go in there aswell? Ivon: No, just her. Could Zim have pretended to go in, only to bolt for the forest? It didn't make sense, but Heather held onto the thought. Heather: How long was she in there? Ivon: I don't know, for a while. Heather: Long enough to meet me in the forest and get back in time? Ivon: Wait, what? Heather: Please answer the question Ivon. Ivon: Uh, no, not that long. Heather remained silent for a few seconds, thinking. Heather: And Isaac was with you? Ivon: Yes. Heather: And Alex? Ivon: Yes. Heather: and Rico? Ivon: ..Oh, no, he wasn't. Heather: *curious* Oh..wait, where was he? I dropped him off with the rest of you. Ivon: Sorry, I forgot. He went in a different direction, to do some physical research. Heather: How long was it until you saw him again? Ivon: Well, we waited for Zim to get to the station, then we got chased by people, then we were in the construction site, met up with you again, looked for a car. So, I guess not until we met back up again, needing to head for the clearing. Heather: So, he could have went into the forest, where I was, and came back in time? Ivon: Yes, I think he could have. And then it hit her, something that would end up changing her life forever. Rico Martinez was working for Blackout. ((DUN DUN DUUUUN)) | 2012-05-11 19:22:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| And then it hit her, something that would end up changing her life forever. ((Oooh, who's it going to-)) Rico Martinez was working for Blackout. (( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fph3p_-hKmE&list=FLpN69jjzX8FMTtR3QFITr_Q)) ((Toast inbound by the way.)) | 2012-05-11 20:06:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((plot TWIIIIIIIIIIIIISST)) | 2012-05-11 20:46:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Michael found himself being dragged while people screamed hysterically nearby. The warmth of a fire brushed his arm, while the cackling of a burning flame sounded nearby. Whatever happened was big. "We need to stop meeting like this," a familiar voice said with a slight chuckle. "E-Edin," Michael muttered. He felt weak before, but a strange sense of joy now over washed him. "The one and only!" Edin said, grunting between every word. You could tell before, but now it was extremely obvious Edin was out of shape. If Michael's face had any sort of emotional potential, he would smirk right now. "What happened?" Michael asked, his monotone voice making it more of a statement though. "Don't know. Heard an explosion. Saw you rammed up against a wall, your nose is pretty wrecked by the way, then decided we need to get out of here. **** man, lose some weight!" Edin said, now struggling harder than before. Michael shook his shoulders a bit to signal Edin to let go, then stood up. "You could've done that before," Edin complained. "Go," Michael said, running forward then ramming into a wall. --- Nick found a loaded NES Zapper hidden under a dead body and put it in his holster. "We're not going to last very long Nick," Dmitri said, sitting on the floor, munching on his pickle. "If we run away the first chance we get, we're poor soldiers Dmitri," Nick said sternly, before taking a peek outside. Sony outfits swarmed in a huge mass, appearing more like a mob than an organized attack. Leaving at this point was no longer an option. "I see some of you are still here," an old voice said. Nick looked away from the window to see General Hayes, cane in hand. "Sir!" Nick saluted, while Dmitri unenthusiastically waved. The old soldier walked up to a window and gazed outside, towards Hyrule City. "You boys do realize we're not going to be surviving this, right? At the most, there are ten other soldiers in this fort, and that's counting us three," Hayes sighed, his stare unbroken. "I don't mean to be disrespectful sir, but we swore to protect Nintendo at all costs. This is our duty, the oath we took," Nick argued, lowering his arm. Hayes nodded. "If we make it out alive, I'll be **** sure to get you fine fellows achievements," Hayes smiled, now looking at Nick eye-to-eye. "We don't have those sir," Nick said. "Then I'll make some **** it," Hayes said, stomping his cane on the floor. "Now get ready, we have a battle to win!" ---- "No, this way you blind-folded baboon!" Edin complained, trying to guide a now highly-offended Michael out of the improvised clinic. They slowly made their way towards what Michael guessed to be the front door, until suddenly a light breeze brushed his cheek. "Finally," Edin sighed, letting go of Michael's arm. "So, what now?" Michael took a deep breath, concentrated, and suddenly he saw through Edin's eyes. "Oh my god I'm blind!" Edin screamed, unaware that the two had traded points of views. While Edin flailed about, Michael saw a towering skyscraper, piercing the sky itself. Michael counted backwards from five, then returned to seeing through his own eyes...or lack of them for that matter. "What the hell happened?" Edin said, his vision now returned. "SEGA HQ," Michael responded, pointing to where the tower stood. "Huh?" "Go to SEGA HQ," Michael said, more clearly this time. "But...well...fine," Edin sighed, standing up. "Let's go." ((ENDGAME FLEET TURTLE REPORTING IN)) | 2012-05-11 21:01:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((It shouldn't be long before Edin asks for his eyesight back I'd assume )) | 2012-05-11 21:39:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Ssssssssssh. Ssssssh. Ssh.)) | 2012-05-11 21:41:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| And then it hit her, something that would end up changing her life forever. Rico Martinez was working for Blackout. ((DUN DUN DUUUUN)) ((I've finally decided on my ending for TCW 5 and it has quite a lot to do with this... Believe me, you ain't seen nothing yet. )) | 2012-05-11 21:46:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((Major time skip, because there's nothing interesting between)) The Media Center was cramped with journalists, soldiers and people in general, all talking at the same time and filling the atmosphere with noise. The Commander just stood in front of everybody like he was expecting everyone to suddenly go silent. An officer approached him by the side, whispering something at his ear. He nodded and ordered everyone to shut up through the microphone, what proved to be effective. Commander: Better. Now we can begin. As the Commander, I decided to submit myself to this questions and answers session, as well as revealing our politics in dealing with the threat of an imminent war. As you are aware, our relations with Microsoft and Nintendo are at a stake, and a new faction has arisen, the Blackout group. I can assure to you, people of Sony, that the army has everything under control. If they want war, they will have war! Journalist: But sir, are we ready for another conflict? We got really devastated 20 years ago! Commander: Our armies are strong again, and we rebuilt what was lost. I believe that we are ready for anything. Journalist: But wouldn't it be smarter to join forces against Blackout, which is a bigger threat? Commander: And what proof do you have that Blackout is a bigger threat? We need to focus on our real enemies! Journalist: Sir, what do you have to say about the rumors that GDN is still alive? Commander: That is just plain silly. The man couldn't even command his army! I'm more than glad to believe that he is as good as dead! GDN(appearing from the crowd): Sorry to bring you bad news, then... Suddenly everyone focused on GDN and the rest of his group. He walked up to the Commander, getting blocked by his guards midway. Zim(annoyed): Hey! Let us in! GDN: I am your Commander, and I order you to stand aside! Commander: I'm sorry, GDN, but I believe that I'm the one in charge here. So what if you're still alive, you are a deserter! A traitor! GDN: I just needed some time to think. And what have you done for Sony? Hid the truth? Tortured a poor sackgirl? That last revelation sent everyone into a discussion. Journalists were seen talking to each other and their cameras, as GDN walked around the guards and pushed the Commander out of the mic. GDN: People of Sony! I apologize for my absence, and I understand if I get rejected, but do not trust him! He is just a puppet from Blackout, trying to set up the ground for his plans! Commander: That's just plain nonsense! You are crazy, old man! Zim: He is right! Blackout is a real threat! It's time to forget our differences with the other factions and focus on the important! The Commander subtly walks away, whispering something into his headset before disappearing into the backstage. His guards also move out of sight as GDN continues talking to the masses. Rico stands next to him, looking around, when he notices movement on the catwalks above the crowd. Rico(whispering to Zim): Zim, there's something wrong up there... Did you see it? Zim: Now that you mentioned, yes... I will go there and check it out. Zim slowly finds her way towards the nearest staff door, disappearing behind it. She ran up the stairs and onto the catwalk. Zim prepared her staff and sneaked along it, always checking for movements around her. She stopped for a while and wondered about something, when a Blackout agent dropped right behind her. She quickly swung her staff at him, but he grabbed it and used it to pull her towards him and punch, sending her right towards the rail on the edge. He then charged towards Zim, but she managed to dodge his charge and send him plummeting to the ground below. Zim(to herself): Well, that pretty much tells it... Zim continued to run along the catwalk, hoping that whatever they were about to do, she would get there in time to stop it. Zim stopped right behind some crates and used them for cover as she heard voices. Two Blackout members walked up front, dressing themselves in Microsoft clothes and talking in their strange language. Zim: What are they up to? Then, a third one appeared, already wearing a full MS uniform and carrying a pack of explosives. Zim: Jesus... They walked away, talking and laughing to themselves. Zim silently followed them, ending up in an area filled with explosives and fuel barrels. They were finishing setting up their last explosives and preparing to get out of there. Zim: I have to do something... Think, Zim, think... One of them grabbed the trigger and led the others towards their safe spot. Zim climbed the catwalk supports, balancing herself on the ceiling structures and trying to get ahead of them. The three were walking and talking when Zim dropped on top of the one with the trigger, quickly taking it from his hand and tackling the other two, before running towards where she came from. Agent(shouting): She's got the trigger! STOP HER! GDN was abruptly interrupted when Zim blasted off the door, holding the trigger and with three apparent Microsoft agents after her. Rico quickly pointed his pistol at them, making them seek cover and open fire. The gunshots made the crowd turn into a commotion of people trying to find the nearest exit. Rico took down two of the agents, making the third flee. GDN walked up to him and asked what happened, while Zim slowly walked backwards far from them, still shaken by what just happened. All of a sudden, she felt the barrel of a gun touch her back as the Commander took the trigger from her and held it in one hand while holding Zim with the other. Zim(pleading): HELP! GDN: ZIM! Commander(menacing): That's right, "commander", one step and I kill your little girl... GDN(angry): LET GO OF HER! Commander: It does not work like that, GDN... You have been a problem since always, I tried to warn them, but they wouldn't listen... GDN: Warn who? About what? Commander: I was expecting you would have realized by then, after all you had 20 years to think... That's a shame, your time has ran out. He extended his arm towards them, showing the trigger, as he slowly walked backwards along the now empty hall. Commander(shouting): Don't worry, GDN, I will treat the girl well. Same can't be said about you though... Zim used this distraction to break free from his grasp and press the trigger that he was holding, making the ceiling above her explode and debris to fall. The Commander threw her on the ground and sprinted towards the exit. Zim quickly stood up and ran back to GDN right after the debris smashed the ground behind her. The place quickly began to catch fire and collapse. Rico: Quick! There's a way to the roof! The three began to make their way through the increasing smoke screen towards the roof, but got interrupted by more agents shooting at them. Zim: Don't they realize that the building is on FIRE? GDN: Just push through! They laid suppressive fire and quickly took them out, continuing their way right after. More enemies appeared from the doors behind them, laying more fire. GDN: Just RUN! They reached the rooftop, making a run for a helicopter that was parked at the pad. GDN: We'll use that to escape! But they were stopped by more gunfire coming from behind them. Everyone jumped into cover as the bulletstorm raged towards them. Zim: We'll be sitting ducks if we even try to reach that heli! Rico: You two go. I will lay down suppressive fire! GDN: When are you coming? Rico: When I can! Now GO! He set up his rifle and fired at them, as GDN and Zim made a run for the helicopter. GDN quickly put the helmet and turned on the engines, while Zim sat on the side door, right next to a machine gun. Zim: Oh, sweet! She manned the gun and fired a blaze of rounds at the enemies. Zim: Rico! Now's your cue! Rico: Hang on... Suddenly, the entire room began to explode, making all the agents and Rico disappear in the middle of the flames. Zim: GDN, HIT IT!!! GDN: Going! The helicopter moved away from the building as it got more and more engulfed by flames. | 2012-05-12 21:22:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Revised what I sent to you Clay)) The smell of ammonia slid it's way up into Isaac's nose, giving off a sickly aroma that instantly woke him up, only to find himself surrounded by various people, in some kind of shelter. Stranger: Good, he's awake. You been a real burden you know, costing us one of our men, and havin' tuh sneak past Blackout security guards witchou slowing us down, knocked out and everythin. Isaac tried moving his arms and legs, only to find himself restrained by manacles over both his wrists and his ankles, attatched to the chair he was sitting in. Stranger: But it should be worth the effort. With that there artifact you been smugglin across this city, it's gunna be considered a relic, in due time. Could be worth millions o' dollars after this is all oveer. It suddenly occurred to Isaac, the crate. How long was he out, was it too late to open it? He could see others in the background, setting up some sort of equipment, while someone else was trying, and of course, failing to open the thing. Stranger: for now, wee gotta get outta this place. But not unless we make a negotiation with them new "rulers". Isaac: So what, you're trading me to Blackout for a chance at escape? Stranger: Heh heh, gotta get out somehow. Because they know you're here, and seem to be after you, they shud be smart enough to know we ain't bluffing, so try co-operatin, and everythin will be alright. Isaac: Except for the part where you send me away to die a terrible death. Stranger: You got it comin alright? *tone shifting in anger* The man looked back at the others, and moved towards them, slurring a few swear words, ordering them to finish setting up so that they can make the call to Blackout. So if Blackout knows Isaac is in Faithville, plus equipment is being set up still, maybe he hasn't been knocked out that long. As the others got to work so they could call Blackout forces the offer, Isaac tried thinking how he'd get out. He glanced around, seeing a window near the ceiling. Everyone had their focus on the computers, when suddenly, Isaac could see a bearded man appear by the windows. but the call had already gone through, and Isaac could see, on a computer screen, a Blackout agent, speaking to the guys that were with Isaac, on a video call. Blackout Guard: Who is this?! Stranger: Hello, please, we would just like to speak with you and your men. Blackout Guard: We know you've been peeping around our servers, we can have you and all your other men killed. Stranger: Even Isaac Knowles? The stranger got out of the way, and shifted the computer so the guard could see Isaac restrained in the chair. Blackout Guard: *shocked* We need that man in custody, he is a criminal. Stranger: Oh, we know that. I think we can work out a... negotiation. Blackout Guard: What kind? Stranger: We trade him for a way out of Faithville, plus some ransom. Blackout Guard: ...mf..Fine. We've located your base. There's a Northwest station just a mile from where you are. Let one of your men take him there, but only one. Stranger: No dice big guy. You come to us. We make the trade at our place. Blackout Guard: Fine, we'll be in there in 10- As they were talking, the bearded man scanned the room, as well as the different people. Suddenly, he broke in through the window, heading for Isaac to free him. Stranger: Hey, what the hell are you doing? Blackout Guard: What's going on? Stranger: Just shut up it's all under con- The bearded man sent his elbow flying into the other guy's face. He tried finishing freeing Isaac, only for the rest to follow. ((EDIT: Awesome post by the way gdn)) | 2012-05-12 21:51:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I think that I may have to just cut out the post that I was writing and go straight to the attack on the Blackout base, because the one that I'm writing in Cairo doesn't have anything exciting happening, and isn't really pivotal to the story a lot either.)) ((Also, last 2 posts were pretty epic, nice job guys.)) | 2012-05-13 00:48:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((@Merc, thanks. Here's another post by the way, so I don't break my promise of two posts every weekend day. That means I'll also try to post 2 on Sunday. The second one of tomorrow should have some nice cliffhangers, and will help lay the foundation of the rest of my posts for Blackout.)) The bearded man quickly jabbed his elbow into the guy's face, sending him backward, onto the ground. At that time, the Blackout guard quickly ended the video chat to send the forces in. Quickly, the bearded person tried opening up the shackles around Isaac's ankles. Another one of the men was running over to him. The bearded man quickly looked around, only to see him trying to sweep his legs. The bearded dude quickly jumped up. The guy was about to try delivering a punch for his face, but the bearded man was able to tell Isaac, now that his ankles weren't restrained, to fall over to the left. The guy delivered the punch, with the bearded man ducking, and Isaac pushing his body to the left. The bearded man quickly countered and kicked him in the stomach. As another guy came over from the side, he ducked and swooped up, surrounding his arms around the guy's neck. Isaac struggled to get up, and when he did, he was struggling to not lose his balance, put in an awkward position where he was still stuck to the chair because the manacles around his wrists weren't opened, but the ones that were around his ankles were. He was able to ram into one guy, and push another, but as he weirdly turned around, he watched as the man with the thick beard, who randomly stormed in, was taking down just about everyone, like a tazmanian devil spinning around the room, wreaking havoc. When they were all knocked down, the guy quickly went over to Isaac to free his wrists from the entanglement. A man who had been hiding in one of the rooms quickly came out though, loaded with a machine gun. Isaac quickly slid over, grabbed the crate, as the gun was loading, and then used the crate as a shield infront of the two of them with the bullets whizzing at it, and bouncing off, killing the attacker. Isaac panted a little, relieved that he had been saved. As he started to say his thanks though, he was cut off by the click and pointing of a revolver to his forehead. Isaac couldn't just walk off scott free yet. Gabriel: Who the hell are you. Isaac: Please I just- Gabriel: Answer the question! *yelling* Isaac: My name... my name is Isaac Knowles. I work for Sony. I'm one of the good guys- Gabriel: Bullsh**. Why're you slinking around Faithville anyway? Isaac: Do you see that crate there? That's a very important item. I need to protect that, and get it somewhere. Gabriel: Where then. Isaac: The Sega Headquarters Tower. This crate is designed to match Sega technology. Earlier today someone tried opening it, which involved the slow releasing of electricity. If I don't get to the Sega charging panels in time, it will never open. ......... Gabriel: Heh, alright fine, but the only reason I saved yer sorry a** is because of my hatred for those pathetic psychos spread all across the city. If Blackout had taken you in, I'm afraid you'd be dead meat right about now. Isaac wasn't sure what to say, so instead he just said Isaac: I see.. Gabriel: Now I'm done discussin' things, I just hope you're not some pawn for the Blackout, and I need to get out of here. Isaac: Wait! Gabriel: what is it.. *annoyed sounding* Isaac: Is it okay if I get your phone number, incase we need to keep in contact. It was a risky thing for Isaac to say, but he decided to say it anyway. Gabriel: Have you been listenin' to any of this?! They're afta you, so they'll take anyone who helped you. I got a daughter to save. Isaac: I'm sorry, I don't want to get you too involved, but, you saved my life, and I owe you. Maybe, if you're able to get out of Faithville, after I get what's inside the crate, and leave the city as well, I can get some men to help you, help you with your daughter, to start fresh. Gabriel was silent for a second. He got out a piece of paper and started writing a cell phone number, and handed it to Isaac. Gabriel: We'll talk. Maybe. Now get the hell out before Blackout guards come 'round here, otherwise me savin you woulda been for nothin messenger boy. Oh, and don't you even think you can try tracking me and reporting back to the enemy. I'm an expert with technology. ((If I didn't capture Gabriel right, then my apologies Clay. Feel free to message me if I should fix anything. I tried to make him seem menacing while also protective of his daughter, and not speak the most proper of course.)) ((P.S. It might seem kind of unnecessary of me to add the character Marcus. Originally, I was gonna have him come back to save Isaac, but I liked Clay's idea, and decided to switch it. But yeah, Marcus will return for TCW5, so I don't think his character is entirely unnecessary.)) | 2012-05-13 02:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I will most likely end my part for TCWB in the next 1 or 2 posts. So I am taking a break from posting for now, also because there's a considerable interval of part between the last and next events, and nothing worth posting between. Will resume when everybody is also reaching their endings.)) | 2012-05-13 03:32:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I will most likely end my part for TCWB in the next 1 or 2 posts. So I am taking a break from posting for now, also because there's a considerable interval of part between the last and next events, and nothing worth posting between. Will resume when everybody is also reaching their endings.)) ((Wow, I didn't know how close you were. I'm probably gonna be the last man in the line who has to close the door behind him. ))((If it would be easier, I could try forming some of my planned posts into mega posts, while still posting at the same, constant rate. That way I could speed things up to reach the ending more quickly. I basically have like, 18 posts to go.)) | 2012-05-13 03:40:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Wow, I didn't know how close you were. I'm probably gonna be the last man in the line who has to close the door behind him. )) ((Dunno about the others, but that's how it feels like.)) | 2012-05-13 03:42:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((If I didn't capture Gabriel right, then my apologies Clay. Feel free to message me if I should fix anything.)) ((You did good son, you did good.)) ((and not speak the most proper of course.)) http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111125171458/glee/images/b/b7/942-okay-meme.jpg | 2012-05-13 07:05:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| Nick waited patiently in the security room, watching the various screens. Through one, Nick could see Dmitri sitting in Hayes's office, waiting for orders. Through another, Nick saw Hayes conversing with two Nintendo soldiers they had found in the cafeteria. Only one view mattered though, and that was the garage. "Something's not right here," Nick heard a Sony soldier say. The man was being followed by five others. "And what's that?" another replied. "No-ones here." "Well, they did retreat." "But don't you surrender these kinds of things?" "I don't kno-" Nick didn't bother waiting for them to finish their conversation and instead opted to press a trigger. Seven Bullet Bill cannons in the garage fired, and all but two pierced the massive gas tank of one of the vehicles. The car exploded, killing all the soldiers in a single, fiery ball of doom. "****, I felt that all the way up here!" Dmitri said, speaking through the camera in Hayes's office. "Hell, I thought my eyebrows were singed for a second there!" Nick replied, talking through a walkie-talkie. "It's still only a baby's handful Nick," Dmitri pointed out. "If we can hold out long enough though, Nintendo can send more troops to come help," Nick argued back. "Five men versus the world. At least it's an epic way to go," Dmitri laughed. ---- Jackson tripped over a knocked-over shopping cart and landed into a sewage pipe. Gun fire could be heard in the distance, speckled with a few explosions. Not a good place to be found face-down in feces. Jackson pushed himself up, a surprisingly difficult task in the armor he currently wore, and continued down the pipe. Alexa's stabbing earlier gave him a limp, making walking in the tunnel awkward and dangerous. Rats scurried about, and Jackson put his hand against his pocket to make sure the revolver was still there. He checked to see how many bullets it had loaded on the way to SEGA Headquarters and found two already in the cylinder. It was enough for a dramatic death if it came to that. As Jackson walked through the years old sewage, he couldn't help but notice various graffiti painted on the walls. Most of it was generic gang logos or insults, but one stood out. It looked professionally done, but with enough hint of insanity to show that wasn't the case. It featured a blue figure, arms outstretched, with wings rising from its back. "The Tru God Wil Rize Again!" it said, in what Jackson hoped was red paint. The figure itself though was familiar. The higher ups mentioned it, and Jackson was told multiple times how it was helping the Genesis project. He never actually saw it, but its presence alone was frightening. Jackson heard the name Ishmerai thrown around a couple of times, but that was only a nickname at most. More gunfire, this time closer, brought Jackson back to reality. He continued on for a few moments before meeting a high-tech, steel door. Next to it was a keypad, buttons worn out by those ignorant of the correct password attempting to get in. Jackson quickly typed 1029 and the door slid open, revealing a broken down hallway with a lonely light bulb flickering from the ceiling. He took three lefts, ended up where he started, then took a right. From there he went down a set of stairs and met once again with another keypad-locked door. This time he punched in 0612 and entered Project Genesis' lab. Jackson was sad to see the place broken down, with many of the machines no longer functional. This is where his life changed forever, where he finally meant something. Sure, the work was graphic, but the cause was noble. The end justifies the means anyways. Unlike the previous rooms and hallways, the lab had no power. Jackson, expecting this, brought out a flashlight from his backpack and turned it on. Everything was the same as he had remembered it, as when he left many years ago. The room he was in now had a large table in the middle, capable of projecting holograms. A total of sixteen computers and desks, four for each wall, still remained mostly intact, with some monitors being slightly cracked. Two doors lead to more offices and an operating table. Jackson's favorite part though was the door that couldn't be seen. After limping over to the table in the middle of the room, Jackson pressed a button hidden beneath a removable cup holder. A part of the wall behind Jackson slid down into the floor, revealing a lit room. Grinning deviously, Jackson limped inside. "J-J-Jackson," a young girl said. Jackson nodded in acknowledgement, despite her lack of vision. Before him was Genesis, or as he liked to call her, Jenny. She was strapped to a reclined chair, with two, thick cords attached to her eyes. Her dark brown hair had grown long and now brushed against the tile floor. Bones poked through her skin, but death was prevented through various implants. Her fingers twitched constantly, along with the occasional leg jerk. Her suffering was obvious. Jackson found her a tad disturbing and decided to focus on the room instead. The walls were made entirely of monitors, each with their own cords that attached to the two main ones connected to Jenny. They all displayed different things, some showing calculations, others of the world itself. The ceiling had a sphere protruding from it, which for all intents and purposes, was half of Genesis. Jenny may do all the hard work, but the sphere gave her the power to do so. The room was Jackson's crowning achievement, and he couldn't have been prouder. Sure, it was sick, but that was the kind of stuff he liked. Admiration was not the point of his journey however, and he began talking to Jenny. "How are you doing Jenny?" Jackson asked, brushing his fingers against her black, leather-clad chair. The monitors gave an ominous glow, and Jackson found the scene pleasingly creepy. "He-help me," she pleaded. Jackson giggled in response to such a notion. "Can't do that now honey. Now tell me, what is the password to the Missile Room?" Jackson asked, crouching down in front of her. It pained his leg greatly, but it added to the atmosphere. "No," she answered. "You're just making this hard for yourself. Override Dreamcast Alpha," Jackson said. Jenny screamed in pain as her entire body was shocked. "Password...Neptune," she said, her body arced slightly. "Thank you," Jackson replied, before standing up and leaving the room. He waved at her before pressing the button again, causing the wall to slide back up, hiding the room once more. ((Well, that's officially the most ****ed up thing I've ever wrote.)) | 2012-05-13 09:59:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Well, that's officially the most ****ed up thing I've ever wrote.)) ((Still not as ****ed up as some of Abyssal's post... Not that I don't like them, they're awesome. )) | 2012-05-13 13:25:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Wow, Isaac needs to pick up the pace. Here's a mega post combining one for Derek and one for Isaac. I'll still make sure to get another post written at the end of today for Heather, but it involves all three of the characters I'm following.)) Derek stretched his arms out, trying to unlock the emergency door. Suddenly, a few redneck-looking men started ganging up on him. Burly Guy: Hey, we got the criminal. Don't you even think you get away punk. The Guy tried aiming a punch at him, with Derek responding by quickly dodging, then giving a high uppercut kick in the dude's face. He knee'd another guy charging at him, and then high-jumped toward the ceiling. He hastily crawled like a spider through the now open emergency ceiling door, closed it, and jumped off the train. If it was an ordinary underground tunnel system, he would be done with in no time flat. Thankfully, this wasn't any ordinary underground tunnel system, stretching out with multiple routes that didn't have a train there to run you over. He could hear the men already coming from afar. He found a smaller tunnel that could get him out. He ran through the dirt-filled hallway, as men were approaching. He quickly got into cover position, readying his weapon that he had smuggled through. He was able to take down a few men, and there wasn't too much more hen that, but the others were calling for reinforcements. Sure, Blackout had what little information Derek could get about Seera Ihkrov and the Sega Genesis project, but he still held the intel in his head, and that could be very, very bad for them. Derek made a run for it, continuing down the same path, and then making a turn or two. Besides the sound of his feet running across the floor, and his sweating, Derek didn't hear anyone or anything else. Things were getting more quiet, but then Derek saw it. On the other end of the room, there was a ladder, with a light shining down. He swore that he heard one of the men repeating what he was ordered to do, to "hold down". Why would they not chase after him. To double back somewhere else maybe. Trap Derek in either some sort of booby trap, containment, or maybe by being surrounded. It certainly seemed far too easy. Derek scanned the floor, to see if there was anything that seemed meddled with, anything that might be able to launch spikes up through his legs if he were to step onto it. Nothing. So he checked the ceiling. Nothing. And the walls? Nothing there either. Well, except for something. But it looked less like a trap, and more like a secret entrance. ---------------- Blackout Guy: Alright, once he gets through there, he'll just need to pass through another room, and then he'll be surrounded. Johnathan: Good, wait, wait, h's not there....where is he? Blackout Guy: I don't know, I think we missed something, I can't find him, nowhere on the schematics. Johnathan: Send all the forces in, find out where he went. The forces ran in, only to find the entrance Derek took. Johnathan sat back at his base, awaiting an answer. Blackout Guy: He's gone, he took an entrance not on our maps. Johnathan: then find him, before he escapes the city! --------------------------------------- Derek made his way through the rooms quickly, and found some steps that led him out. When he got to the top of the steps, he found himself above the ground. The stairs were cleverly designed to lead back above ground, outside, but were hidden inside a dumpster. Lucky for Derek, it had no trash in it, as it wasn't supposed to. Just a way known to flee, whether in or out. Derek opened the lid and got out of the dumpster. It was also smart of him to take one of those little flashlight souvenirs that he found on the subway station floor. He acted it as a light as he walked down the empty street. ---------------------------------- Isaac split up from Gabriel, took the crate, along with his gun, and tried heading for the Sega HQ. While he no longer had the map, he was able to make his way back, seeing the Sega Headquarters in all it's glory once again, only security had grown tighter. He decided to call Heather. He had to wait for her to wrap up another call before answering. Heather: Isaac, is everything alright? Isaac: Yeah, the Sega HQ is in distance. If you were able to get it, I'd like to speak with Kate. I'm sorry, but there's just no time for chatting. Heather: Oh, don't worry, I understand, yeah I've got the number. Heather exchanged the number with Isaac. He dialed the number and the password, waiting for Kate to pick up. Isaac: Hi Kate, it's Isaac. We talked a little back at the clearing. Kate: Oh hey Isaac. What do you need? Isaac: I can see the Sega Headquarters from where I am, but the security's pretty packed. I need you to do what you can to help. Kate: Okay. First, make sure you're not too visible. Now, I want you to check the crate, how many battery lines are left? Isaac checked the back of the crate for a second. Isaac: Three. Kate: Alright. This might be a close one, so you'll have to act quickly. Try getting closer to the HQ without being spotted. Isaac made his way close, getting behind a nice wall of cover. Isaac: Done. Kate: Alright, what do you see. Isaac waited as a guard passed by. Isaac: There are a few guards, giant, no way I can take 'em on. They've got some real protective armor. Kate: Then taking them down isn't what you wanna do. Laying out a trap will take too long, but maybe you can still distract him. I need you to make a distraction, without them finding you. Is there anything else you see? Isaac peeked his head. Isaac: There's an outside hallway, I think I can go through there, and it looks like I'll have to turn. Kate: Then I'd take that passageway. You still need a distraction if guards can see you there. Isaac: Where I am could draw them away, all I have is my gun though, but I can't leave it. Kate: How many bullets are left? Isaac: Two. Kate: Fire one shot. That should get their attention. Quickly sneak through the hallway and make the turn. Try staying out of sight. Isaac peeked his head around both two sides. He fired the shot, then ran to the hallway. He tried slowing down to get over to the other side, trying to keep himself quiet. Isaac: *quiet* Okay, I think I've found a door inside, but it's locked. Kate: Okay, take a picture of the door with your phone. Isaac took his picture, realizing he was running out of time, and the guards would soon be back. Kate: Give me the access code to your phone. Isaac: I don't know. Kate: Then find out! Isaac quickly checked his phone, the back, turning it on. Isaac: 754-3216 Guard: What was that? Isaac *quiet* ****! Kate: Okay, I need it to load, just give me fifteen seconds. Isaac: *quiet*I don't have fifteen seconds! Kate: Then hide. Isaac turned his head, trying to find a way out. He went over to the corner, feeling the walls, seeing if he could get out. But it was too late. The guard was right there, standing on the opposite side. But, he didn't call for others, he didn't charge for Isaac. Yeah, he went over, looking, but, as if he still couldn't find Isaac. Guard: I can't find anyvone. Keep your eyes peeled men. The Guard walked by. Kate: Okay, I've got the code for the door. Enter 1029 in the keypad. Isaac looked down on the tiles he stepped on, realizing it was some sort of trick, a safety room, making him appear invisible to the guards while he was in that safe little corner. He stepped out when the guards weren't in sight, entered the code, and stepped inside. Kate: Did it work? Isaac: Yeah, it worked. I'm inside the Sega HQ. | 2012-05-13 13:51:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Rico Martinez, working for Blackout. Heather couldn't believe it at first, but when she thought about it for a second, it made sense. Rico was at he SSO HQ the night data was stolen and installed from the Sony database. He was out of sight and it was entirely plausible for him to make his way over there. For what reason though? To take out Jak? He was a high ranking Sony agent....did Jak know something that he wasn't supposed to? Rico was with them at the clearing, plus it would make the most sense for him of all people to get that kind of access, being a high-ranking SSO agent. Alex's recent capture had Heather's mind buzzing. Ivon: So uhh....yeah, that's about it. Heather: Oh um, yeah okay..thanks. Ivon: Oh Heather, is it okay if I toss over an idea? Heather: I'm kind of busy thinking Ivon.. Ivon: Oh, but it won't be long.. Heather: Alright, shoot.. Ivon: Well, because we're on this mission to stop Blackout, and have gotten different members, shouldn't this project to take down Blackout have a name. I decided our war effort should be called "Operation: Black out the Blackout.". Heather could hear Jak in the background. Jak: That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Ivon: No, you don't get it, see, they're called Blackout, so if we were to, "black them out". Jak: Oh brother.... Heather: Ivon, umm, I'll call you back later, sorry I'm a bit preoccupied with things. Ivon: Oh alright, well, tell me what you think about it later then. Heather hung up the phone, trying to gather her thoughts. If Rico Martinez was really working for Blackout, then she needed to know where exactly he was going. After doing a little digging, she found out about a "Sony agent escaping inside a truck, along with a cane-wielding sack person." It was obviously Rico and Zim. But then a thought dawned upon Heather she only now thought about. The Fourth Console War veterans. Rico had already found Zim, and was using her to help find gdn, if they hadn't already. If Rico really was for Blackout, this could be very bad news. Heather searched and found out where Rico got away in one of the trucks, at a truck stop, right by a diner, with a hotel in the distance. So she'd decide to head there first, and maybe ask some questions, do some research, yada yada. She set her coordinates for the diner/truckstop, and started driving. --------------------------- Blackout agents had been waiting for their vehicle, waiting there, out on the empty road, as they talked back and forth. Agent Viper: How is Derek being dealt with, sir? *on an empty road* Johnathan: He was able to escape the underground, but we still have a chance to kill him. My men and I have a plan set out. If we get where he is, we can lead him into a trap, surround the place with snipers, and make sure he's done with. What's the story of this "Isaac Knowles" fellow? I know that he's in Faithville, but has there been any luck on capturing him yet? *still at his own base* Agent Viper: I don't know yet sir, we'll have to talk with Agent Lemmings about that. Johnathan: Alright, fine, I'm calling him right now, we'll continue the search. Agent Viper: Whoa, wait a second.. Johnathan: What is it? A blue car passed by the vehicle Viper and his members were in. Lucky for them, it was already made to look like some ordinary truck, broke down on the side of the road. Agent Viper: Someone just passed by us, should we do a scan? Johnathan: Just to be sure, yeah. Viper and his crew were able to do a scan of the vehicle, gaining access to the radio system. Agent Viper: alright, we've scanned the vehicle. It's a fairly new one, from one of those futuristic rental car services. Johnathan: Not sure how that's useful. Agent Viper: Ever since the fourth war, there's been more eyes and ears around. The Army made a secret agreement with all these car companies, to where there's a secret recorder installed inside the radio. Even if it's not turned on, as long as it's plugged in, it can hear anything. Agent Lemmings: Hello Johnathan, Agent Viper, what did you want to speak with me about? *In Faithville* Johnathan: Viper's doing a scan of someone's vehicle, trying to pick up some recorded data. One second... Agent Viper: Alright, i'm having a bit of trouble getting it all. Here's what I could retrieve. "I think I heard that there might be some Sony operatives in there. I won't be alone. If I'm wrong though, I'll make sure to call you about it, alright?" Viper: Wait, Sony operatives? Guys, you hearing this? Lemmings: Mhm. Johnathan: Yep. Viper: Lemmings, try doing a voice recognition test. Viper replayed the footage for Lemmings, who tested it with his voice recognizing device. It matched up with recent found recordings of Isaac. Lemmings: Oh my god, it says this is from Isaac Knowles. Johnathan: Can we be sure? Viper: Wait, I got a little more footage, must be a reply during the secret recording. "Alright then Isaac." Viper: Well, I guess that confirms it. Lemmings: Very nice work Agent Viper, this will not go unnoticed. I was able to work out a negotiation with some people who captured Isaac. I'm on my way to their little shelter right now. Johnathan: Alright, but who was that woman talking with him? Lemmings: I don't know, but Viper, I'm sure you and Johnathan can handle that, right? Viper: Of course, sir. ---------------- Lemmings arrived with his men not far behind. He knocked on the door but there was no answer, except for a groan. On the count of three, he quickly opened the door, moving around, aiming his gun. Upon his arrival, he was greeted by the men who captured Isaac, on the ground, dead, except for one, who had been talking with Isaac, and seemed to be the leader of the group. Lemmings: Where the hell is Isaac? Stranger: He *coughs blood* musta gotten away. We were not knocked by that bearded fellow. Lemmings: ****...alright then, he was carrying a rectangular crate with him, where is it now. Stranger: It's uhh.. *tilts head and body around while remaining on floo, crap he took that too I *cough* guess. We still have a deal though, right? Lemmings: We never had a deal. Except that my men would burst in and kill all of you, except for Isaac. but it seems like someone else did the job for you. Now, tell me where he was heading! Stranger: He didn't say, but one of my men found a map he had been carrying. There was an x over a poorly drawn building, looked like the Sega HQ though. It wasn't far away from him when we *coughs* captured him. I don't care that my friends are dead, I've given you what you want, please, let me out of here. Lemmings: It just doesn't work like that though... Lemmings fired two bullets into the guy's skull, and had his men check, to see if they could find anything. Lemmings got back on the call with Viper and Johnathan. Lemmings: So? Viper: The girl's name is Heather. Lemmings: ..and what about her last name? Johnathan: No last name, can't find it, but if she was helping Isaac Knowles, possibly by getting him into Faithville, she's more then worth taking in. Lemmings: I wouldn't agree more. Viper, you and your men find her, and capture her. Johnathan, keep on Derek's tail, we can't let that information go loose, because if we do, then this could be a major advantage for the other side. Viper: What about Isaac, sir? Lemmings: He's gone. Johnathan: And the crate? Lemming: It's all gone. *frustrated* But I know where he's heading for, Sega Headquarters. Viper: You'll want to alert Jackson about it. Lemmings: That was the plan. Lemmings, out. Lemmings ended the call, and called Jackson right after. Lemmings: Jackson, this is Agent Lemmings. Whether you know it or not, a man named Isaac Knowles was spotted here in Faithville. He's helped other agents trying to stop us, plus he's carrying an important item, a crate, meant to look like all the other crates we've smuggled in through Sao Paulo and New Natal. The point is, if we can't reach Isaac, it might mean he's already inside. There's no need for capturing him, we've got someone else that could be just as important. Jackson: So then, shoot him? Lemmings: Exactly, I want you to be prepared for him to come. And when he does, when Isaac Knowles is there, I want you to kill him. Jackson: ..Understood. ------------ Isaac made his way into the Sega Headquarters, not knowing of what would await him. Heather continued driving toward her destination, not knowing of the Blackout agents which would follow her trail, planning on her capture. ((Cue the dramatic music)) ((By the way, please don't think I'm trying to introduce even more characters, I just decided to give some Blackout agents then and there some names, as calling Viper and Lemmings "Blackout Guard" might be more confusing. Although I do plan to use Johnathan in TCW5)) | 2012-05-14 02:25:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((This post is difficult to do since I can't really make up stuff about Cairo. And the wikipedia article doesn't give a whole lot of incite.)) "Zak, Pete, got any movement?" "The base is underground and it's 9:00, Alexa; I don't see any reason for them coming to count each grain of sand... Wait... I think I see one of them sniffing the sand." "**** you." Alexa shut off her radio and started to pay more attention to the people around her. "So, did he see anything?" "Don't try to tell me that you're not an eavesdropper." "I'm not." "Whatever. Fact still remains that nothing exciting is happening right now." "Laura's out finding the precinct, is that exciting?" "Meh." "Hey, here's an idea; we've still got a few hours before we'lre heading out, what's say we just go grab a drink?" "You know a place Eve? Haven't you been here once before?" "There should be a restaurant just down the street from here." "Alright then, Erin, Jason?" "Sounds good." ((Going to post this small bit of planning to go somewhere with no action and not a lot of plot significance, but we've all got to have our intervals, and I can hold my attention better if I start a new post. IF I'M STAYING ON TRACK HERE, THEN I SHOULD BE DONE WITH MY ROYAL STABBING IN ABOUT 8 POSTS.)) | 2012-05-14 06:42:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Agent Viper: We'll have to be smart when we capture her. Not only does she work for Sony and helped Isaac Knowles, she was spotted with a few others, like Rico Martinez. Make sure she doesn't get suspicious, and if she does, make sure she doesn't contact anyone about it. We got some more recorded data, confirming she's heading for a diner not far away. The Blackout vehicle, disguised, drove past Heather's car. Because of the vehicle's disguise, and because of Viper and the other guys' disguises inside the van, it didn't seem weird whatsoever. The van went past Heather's car, heading for the diner, prepared to make any adjustments necessary. Heather arrived not long after they did though, at the diner, parking her car in the truck stop. apparently they were headed for Sao Paulo. Heather didn't think it was the smartest choice to just stay at the place for a mere second, and run to a plane for Sao Paulo. The evidence against Rico stacked up, but she just wanted to make sure if there was anything else she didn't know. Ask a few questions, get some work done, and get a bite to eat, as she did the research. Little did she know about the Blackout agents making their preparations, inside their van. Heather: Hi, could I just get some Coffee, Black please. Cashier: Sure thing, one second. Heather: Alright, thanks. Oh, by the way, sorry but uhm, have you heard about a Sony agent recently? Cashier: Umm, yeah, why? Heather: Oh, I'm just doing a little work for Sony. Cashier: Yeah, but he wasn't saving the day or anything, hijacked one of our trucks apparently. Heather: Oh, alright, well, thanks. Heather took her seat by one of the tables. Suddenly, a man walked into the roadside diner, asking for the cashier. Viper: Hello, I'm sorry but my car was messing up on the road. Got it over here, just as it broke down. Is there any chance you could jump start it? Cashier: Sure, I just need to finish this woman's coffee. Viper: Please, I need to get home to my family. The Cashier moved his head towards Heather. Heather: It's fine, I can wait. Cashier: Alright, just one second. The Cashier took a step outside. Viper: Lemme just get the equipment, it's in the trunk. When the two of them were hidden, behind the van, Viper, silently knocked the guy out. Viper opened the back of the van, and his men dragged the unconscious cashier into the back. Two of the men who had been waiting in the back of the trunk proceeded by entering the diner, with IDs whipped up from one of their experts on the way there, thanks to the technology that was available in their ride. After stepping inside, the two men made their way behind the counter. Heather: Wait, where's the other guy? Man: Changing shifts. Heather: Oh, it's just that he said he'd be right- Man: Please ma'am, it's alright. Sometimes he just works past his schedule and doesn't know it. It felt a bit weird to Heather, but when she looked outside, his car was indeed gone. ----------------- The guy faking to take the guy's place went back into another room, as Viper was calling him. Unknown Man: Alright, it's doing good so far. Viper: Okay, another one of our guys are driving the car away to make it look believable. Now that we are in position, I'll need you to plant the device, hear what's going. Plus, hear out for things too. Once the timing is right, we'll continue, clear? Unknown Man: Clear. ------------- Heather stopped her work, realizing something she still had to do. She still had to tell Kate the truth about Rico Martinez. | 2012-05-14 21:51:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| heather: Hi, could i just get some coffee, black please. Cashier: Sure thing, one second. Heather: Alright, thanks. Oh, by the way, sorry but uhm, have you heard about a sony agent recently? Cashier: Umm, yeah, why? Heather: Oh, i'm just doing a little work for sony. Cashier: Yeah, but he wasn't saving the day or anything, hijacked one of our trucks apparently. Heather: Oh, alright, well, thanks. ((GIRL NERVOUSLY ASKS ABOUT SONY AGENT. CASHIER ASKS WHY. GIRL SAYS SHE'S 'WORKING' FOR SONY. CASHIER ACCIDENTALLY STARTS WORLD WAR III.)) caps | 2012-05-14 21:58:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((GIRL NERVOUSLY ASKS ABOUT SONY AGENT. CASHIER ASKS WHY. GIRL SAYS SHE'S 'WORKING' FOR SONY. CASHIER ACCIDENTALLY STARTS WORLD WAR III.)) caps ((I can't be sure if I laughed more than I should have at that xD)) ((EDIT: Alright, here's another post. By the way, I might, just might, be able to finish it all off this Sunday, May 20th.)) Heather picked up her phone, and dialed Kate's number. Heather: Kate, hey it's me, Heather. Kate: Hey Heather, how's the research going? Heather ..It's umm, you know how..research is. *nervous* Kate: I...guess. Heather: Listen..umm..I found out who the mole was. Kate: Oh, that's good. Is it someone you knew? Heather: Uh, mhm yeah. Kate: Well, I'm sorry, tell me who it is, I'll try to help do what I can. Heather: It's going to hurt you more then it will me, I'm sorry Kate. Kate: Heather? Kate: It's Rico. There was a brief silence on the phone, until Kate responded. Kate: Well, then you're wrong. *raising tone* Heather: I did the research Kate. It was entirely possible that he was at all three pinpointed spots, he would fit the bill for someone with access- Kate: CUT it, Heather. Rico Martinez is not a spy, I have known him for years. Heather: I know you've known him a lot longer then I have, and, I can't even get myself to fully believe it eith- Kate: Then don't, alright?! Heather: Kate, please. Kate: No Heather, we're done talking. Go try accusing someone else's friend of being a terrorist. Or maybe, just, stop doing this, take a day off, you've done enough damage today, don't you think? The call cut off there, Heather sat there in silence before even daring to return to her computer. Man: Did you hear that? Viper: Yes, so Heather believes Rico is a spy. This could go either way. If she even tries to leave, well, make sure she doesn't. Man: Got it, I think it's time to proceed with Phase 2. Viper: I thought so too. Viper ended the call, to talk with the men waiting in the back. Viper: Alright, when the timing is right, let's proceed with stealing her vehicle. | 2012-05-15 00:18:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((GIRL NERVOUSLY ASKS ABOUT SONY AGENT. CASHIER ASKS WHY. GIRL SAYS SHE'S 'WORKING' FOR SONY. CASHIER ACCIDENTALLY STARTS WORLD WAR III.)) caps ((I can now see the OP for Console Wars 5: )) ... ... ((GIRL NERVOUSLY ASKS ABOUT SONY AGENT. CASHIER ASKS WHY. GIRL SAYS SHE'S 'WORKING' FOR SONY. CASHIER ACCIDENTALLY STARTS WORLD WAR III.)) | 2012-05-15 00:47:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| 3 hours after Alex's capture ------------------------------------------------- Jordan was facing the window of his musty house, it was not his house by name but since the war started again every house was empty and was to be claimed by those who said so, the sun shone onto and reflected off his jacket, he did not move , he just stood there with a grin on his face and when he did move it was only to look at his phone, he was waiting for it to buzz, that was the signal they had all agreed on. whilst waiting he had a sudden realisation that Alex maybe didn't have a big part to play in all of this and that his friends maybe are more important in all of this,however he quickly discarded this as not important buisness right now and that there were more important matters to attend to and just then his phone begun to viabrate and Jordan glanced at the message which read "it starts in 2 hours, you better start making your way here, there gonna need a host" Jordan pulled up his hood, picked up his knife and SMG before preceding to walk out of the house and making his way there, you see it is the Sony Executive Ball tonight and Jordan wanted it to be a night to remember for all those involved. ((I hope this is allowed as you see I am a little short for ideas and this seems the perfect way to start the end of my posts for TCWB but if this intervenes with anyone's plans, just say so and I will gladly delete this post )) | 2012-05-15 19:01:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061 |
| 3 hours after Alex's capture ------------------------------------------------- Jordan was facing the window of his musty house, it was not his house by name but since the war started again every house was empty and was to be claimed by those who said so, the sun shone onto and reflected off his jacket, he did not move , he just stood there with a grin on his face and when he did move it was only to look at his phone, he was waiting for it to buzz, that was the signal they had all agreed on. whilst waiting he had a sudden realisation that Alex maybe didn't have a big part to play in all of this and that his friends maybe are more important in all of this,however he quickly discarded this as not important buisness right now and that there were more important matters to attend to and just then his phone begun to viabrate and Jordan glanced at the message which read "it starts in 2 hours, you better start making your way here, there gonna need a host" Jordan pulled up his hood, picked up his knife and SMG before preceding to walk out of the house and making his way there, you see it is the Sony Executive Ball tonight and Jordan wanted it to be a night to remember for all those involved. ((I hope this is allowed as you see I am a little short for ideas and this seems the perfect way to start the end of my posts for TCWB but if this intervenes with anyone's plans, just say so and I will gladly delete this post ))((Send me a PM with your proceeding plans; need to know what you're getting into.)) | 2012-05-15 20:36:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| After that horrific experience switching "vision" with Michael. Edin felt a little queasy. He knew questioning these "wizard powers" Michael apparently had would be pointless, so he decided to forget about it and continue towards the Sega Headquarters. Edin didn't know how long he had been blind for but it was dark now so they had to move and move quick. The city was engulfed in flames and there were Blackout soldiers all over the city. Most of the street lights were out, with the only light coming off the various fires spread across the city. Edin and Michael tip-toed through one of the many dark alleys when Edin spotted a shadow illuminated by a small fire in the corner. "Stop moving," Edin whispered. Michael stopped right behind Edin. They were both crouched down, hiding behind a trash can. Edin peeked over the lid and noticed that a Blackout Soldier was walking towards them. Edin estimated that the soldier was about one hundred feet away from them. "Oh God. This is it. This is how it all ends. We're going to be shot to death," Edin said nervously. "Stop." Michael replied. "I've already died once. I can't take it again!" Edin yelled. Michael, who was clearly annoyed, whispered: "Shut up!" However it was too little, too late. The Blackout soldier heard Edin yell and started walking towards the trash can. Edin had no idea what to do and it seemed like Michael was in the same predicament. Edin started to think of what his tombstone would say, again, when he realized Michael close his eyes and take a deep breath. Suddenly, he realized what Michael was doing. He heard the soldier fall into a pile of garbage and realized this was his time. This was his moment to become a hero. To save the day. Edin got up and started sprinting towards the vision-impaired soldier. He grabbed a trash can lid and began bashing it into the soldier's head. The soldier's screaming suddenly stopped when Edin noticed he had either killed the man, essentially becoming a murderer, or he had knocked him out. Edin ran back to where Michael was and noticed he was breathing pretty heavily. Edin didn't notice it when he had done it to him but it appeared that these "powers" took a lot out of Michael. "You okay buddy?" Edin asked. Edin saw a slight smile form from Michael when he replied, "Yes. Nice job." "Man did you see the way I hit him? Bam! Pow! Right in the kisser! God that was so awes-" "Move. Now." Michael demanded. He was right. Even though the city seemed abandoned and dark, it was filled with not only Blackout soldiers, but Nintendo soldiers as well. There were even citizens hiding in locked homes and buildings, Fearing for their lives. And someone had to have heard that soldier scream. Edin and Michael quickly started to move again. Moving from building to building, listening for any sign of movement. The city was quiet, the only sound you could hear was that of the cackling fires around the city. The city, for the most part, was insanely dark. Edin had to guide Michael and himself, very carefully. They were getting close to the Sega HQ so he turned around and let Michael know. "Alright we're getting close to the headquarters, it's about three hundred feet north from here. What's the pla-" Suddenly, as if in slow motion, Edin realized he had tripped over a rock and was falling down towards the cold, hard, sidewalk. Edin blacked out. ------------------------------------------ "Wake up Edin." Edin knew from the moment he heard it, it was that **** blue figure again. "You again, what the hell just happened?" Edin asked. "You tripped over a rock, you stupid fool." The blue figure responded, its voice monotone and mysterious as always. "What about Michael? What's going to happen to hi-" "Enough about michael!" The blue figure's voice boomed. Edin froze still. This was the first time the Blue Figure had ever had emotion in its voice, and also the first time the figure's voice didn't seem so appealing. "Michael left you! He was using you don't you see? He only needed someone weak, someone gullible, someone to help him get to the Sega Headquarters. He was never your friend Edin, he never cared about you." "You're lying!" The blue figure started illuminating brighter than ever before. It started to look beautiful. Edin couldn't tear his eyes away from it. "Edin. Listen to me. I'm the one that's been protecting you this entire time. I'm the one that's been your friend this entire time. Don't believe Michael. Believe me. Michael is not a nice person. He has killed a lot of people and he will kill you if you don't protect yourself. Kill him Edin." Edin tried to look away but it was as if he was being forced to look... To listen... | 2012-05-16 00:38:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| Isaac hastily made his way inside the Sega building. It felt so empty, and kind of cold. I guess it was to be expected, since it was well, abandoned. Isaac tried to be on guard, incase anyone was ready to strike along the next hallway. Isaac: Okay Kate, I'm inside the building now. Kate: Good, first we'll need to locate where the charging panels are, if we want to unlock the chest of goods. Isaac: Listen, this place has some pretty weird design. Kate: What do you mean? Isaac: Well, you'd expect normal Headquarters to be neat, have a normal entrance and then a work room. But here, there are hallways that isn't really leading me anywhere, just twisting and turning. Kate: Hmm.... I think I have an idea. Does the phone you're carrying have a recording function? Isaac: No, but I can take pictures on it. Kate: Alright then, I'll need you to make your way across the place, and take pictures down each and every hallway. Maybe I can draw how the layout would appear, although it might take a little while. It's possible by drawing the part of the layout you're in, you could make your way forward. Isaac: Alright, but this place is kind of confusing. I'll go start back at the door. Isaac scurried back to the door with the duffel bag still perched on his back, with the phone ready to take any pictures necessary. He sent the photos after taking every couple of them. Isaac: I hope you're getting something, this crate can't have more than half an hour left on it. Kate: Just give me a second. It's hard translating first person perspective to Top-down. .........Alright, I think I have something. Isaac: What is it? Kate: It looks like a wire. Isaac: A wire? So, all the twists and turns just form a loopy wire, right? Kate: Yeah. Isaac: You know it could just be a loopy hallway. Kate: That's what I thought, but when you reached the very end, it was shaped like the end of a wire, the part you'd put in a... well, controller. Isaac: a controller? Wait, I'll head back there, alright? Isaac headed back to the dead end, met by a large wall. As he tried observing the surroundings of where the road ended, and found, near the ceiling, around the top of the wall, a part that didn't fit in right, sort of like a concealed secret entrance. Isaac tippy-toed up, and pushed hard against it, knocking it over as his feet were starting to cramp. Isaac: Agh, my freaking feet... Isaac found himself in a much more open area. Isaac: It's a lot more roomy than in the other room too. Kate: Alright, now what do you see? Isaac walked further down the big opened room, to see, on his left, an object in the shape of an analogue stick, and below it, in his field of vision, part of the controller arrows. Isaac: Yeah, this is a controller alright. I'll take a few more snaps for you. HQ Security System: INTRUDER ALERT, INTRUDER ALERT! Isaac: Oh crap, did you get those photos? Kate: Yeah, yeah I got them, what's happening? Suddenly, a number of giant walls came from the ceiling, slowly dropping themselves down to fit onto the giant line across the room. Isaac: There are three sections I can go to, but I only have the time to check one. There's an area on the left with an analogue stick and arrows, a right section with what must be different circular buttons, and then somewhere in the middle, further off. Kate: Wait, go forward. Isaac: Are you sure?! Kate: Yes, run, hurry! Isaac ran toward the middle area, while trying to keep talking with Kate: Isaac: How are you so sure about the middle being it? Kate: If this is a Sega building and they're trying to use a layout resembling something, it would probably be Sega related. My guess is that it's a Sega Dreamcast controller. Isaac: Alright, I still don't *pant* get why I should head for the middle. Kate: If I were to hide something in a Sega controller- shaped room, I wouldn't put it on the buttons, or the analogue stick, I'd put it somewhere far more interesting like.... Isaac: The orange swirl at the top! Kate: Exactly. Isaac: But Kate, how do you know it's a Dreamcast controller and not a Genesis one? Kate: Genesis controllers have the wire on the other end, plus the shape better fits a Dreamcast controller, trust me on this Isaac. Isaac kept running until he made it just in time, with the doors shutting him in the middle section. Isaac: Okay, I hope you're right. I see the entrance in the big swirl maze. It shouldn't be too much of a challenge,I just have to keep getting closer to the middle. Before Isaac could even prepare to make his way across to the entrance of the giant orange swirl, he was greeted with a message. HQ Security System: Engaging Lasers. Isaac: Oh, great. Suddenly, lasers appeared from all over the place, making Isaac's way to the entrance inside Dreamcast swirl that much more difficult. ((10 more posts I believe.)) | 2012-05-16 23:17:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Couldn't figure out a good way to start this post, so we're going to start from halfway through.)) Alexa flipped her head around on a dime as soon as she caught something on the TV behind her which piqued her interest, and the others followed suit a few seconds later. "...but is war on the rise again? With the recent attacks on Hyrule City, and now footage of a Microsoft unit attacking the Sony headquarters, no one can deny that that the big 3 are about to start going at it again." 'Wait, what's this about M-" "SHHH!" Jason hastily quieted down at Alexa's prompting as the video footage of the incident started to play on the restaurant's TV. The video started to play, beginning with a shaky camera starting in the middle of a large crowd at a press release, Sony commander standing at the front as GDN started to approach and make some sort of speech. Zim showed up on the camera a second after, along with agents clad in Microsoft uniforms trying to shove her over the edge while getting a grip on the explosives they were carrying. It then cut to a view from the ground of the Sony commander taking Zim around the neck. "So, would that be Blackout, friends?" "Obviously." "Looks like we don't have a whole lot of time left to waste. They're still hitting everyone back home hard." "Meaning that there's going to be less people in their main base, and i've got a slight suspicion that Eric isn't going to see an attack coming on his super secret solar plant base. Besides, we've still got a few more hours until Zak gets back. Drinks are on me." "Considering that you're the only one that exchanged your money, then go right ahead Jason." "We still haven't had the chance to catch up either." Almost before finishing he sentence, Erin stuck her finger out dramatically pointing towards Jason. "3 things that happened in the last 6 years, go." "Hmm... Went to Germany for a few months; pretty cool. Love-" "Wait wait wait. Jason Deverall was in love? It lasted more than a week?" They all shared a laugh at Jason's teenage antics and listened in closer to hear his story. "Met her in Germany; we were the only 2 people in a bar that spoke English, and as it turns out she lived in the same city as I did, so then we dated for about 14 months before she had to go back to her family in australia. After that we just lost contact." Looking over at the now saddened faces of his cohorts, he quickly tried to lighten the atmosphere. "Incase you're wondering, I didn't use one of my pickup line this time around." "So it wasn't 'her' season?" "Stuff did matter before her?" "Yeah, well, maybe it was about time I listened to what you guys had said all those years ago." A smile was drawn out from the others again. "How about you two?" "Got hired by the Dublin PD-" "Dublin? Wait, why?" "Home is where the heart is." "You two are Irish? I always thought you were Aussie." "How long have we known eachother?" "Yeah, Yeah." "You guys..." Alexa chimed back in after turning her head back from the TV. "I hate this **** war ruining these kind of moments." "Nothing's like it used to be anymore, and it's only going to get worse if this feud in the big 3 keeps up. "Either way i'm taking a vacation when we're done with this Blackout business." Alexa laid back in her seat and heard a click, followed by a voice coming through her radio. "Alexa, the Cairo PD has agreed to help, but they've only got 18 guys they can give us." "I hope you didn't tell them that they would be running distraction." "I reworded it in such a way that made it seem like they weren't without lying, and Zak should be meeting us back at the airport in 2 hours." "Meet you there then." The radio cut out and Alexa turned her attention back to the friends at the table blissfully sipping their drinks. Once they had their eyes back on her, she raised her glass up hight for a toast. "Here's to the final stretch. Whatever happens tomorrow, may we never let it shake us, and may we always be strong, and our aim fine. Cheers." ((You could call this the calm before the storm I suppose. And we're reaching the end of my posts, just the attack on the Blackout base left to go. One more thing- my posts are probably about 2 days ahead of you guys' posts because of the rest time and timezone changes.)) ((EDIT: Because of certain events i'm no longer 2 days ahead.)) | 2012-05-18 04:45:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Darkness crept all across the small city off of New Natal. While gangs were patrolling far off, people kept to themselves, hidden in their petty old homes. Derek wiped the dirt that covered his clothes, wondering where to head to next. He had intel, very important intel, so whether he'd make it out alive or not, someone had to know. Going back to New Natal would be a death sentence right about now, so Derek simply got his thoughts together as he wearily walked down the pitch black street. He was able to find a phone, lying next to a large can, burning who-knows-what inside it. The screen was partially broken, but it worked, and that was good enough for him. He was able to hack into recent found footage of Isaac Knowles, the man who Seera was believed to have sent the crate to. While Derek wasn't able to find ?Isaac's current location, he did see something about Isaac being spotted with a few other people after leaving some sort of neighborhood, must've not been long after entering New Natal. He saw the different homes from sattelite imagery on the acquired phone, and was able to find one interesting home. It was a hunch at first, but after doing more digging, Derek found that this house Isaac and some other people that were with him was loaded with electricity. It must be filled to the bone with some hi-tech equipment. Derek held onto the phone, as well as the idea about this home. If Ihkrov sent the crate to Isaac, maybe they knew eachother, and if he went to that house, that would be Derek's best bet to send any information he could think of. Not too far off though, Derek could hear some men. He swiftly made his way across one of the alleys that rested to the side of him. | 2012-05-18 14:38:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| "Ugh, my head." Edin got up to a sitting position, rubbing his head. That was quite a knock out, and a weird *** dream to go with it. Edin got on his feet and looked around, "Michael?" Nothing. Michael left Edin out here to die just like the Blue Figure said he would. Edin felt a sudden anger build up inside of him. There was only one place Michael would have went. That's where Edin would go. Maybe Blue Figure was right after all, maybe Michael had been using Edin this entire time. There was only one way to find out. Edin brushed off his clothes and started walking towards the Sega Headquarters. | 2012-05-19 00:50:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| Michael heard Edin begin to say a question, then silence. "Edin?" Michael said, feeling around in the air. When there was no response, Michael attempted to vision-swap, but nothing happened there either. Thinking Edin might have gone ahead, Michael slowly began walking forward, occasionally calling out Edin's name. While he shuffled onwards, Michael began to realize, once again, the environment he was in. Gunfire could be heard still, along with heart-chilling screams. Bombs burst in the air, damaging the detonation site's surroundings. What was going on here was a battle; there was no doubt about it. “Need help there partner?” Michael heard a deep, Southern, and slightly familiar voice say. Not familiar in the sense that he knew the man though, but familiar in the sense that- “Hello?” the man said, placing his hand on Michael’s shoulder, causing him to flinch. “Hello,” Michael responded, regaining his posture. “Need help?” the man repeated. Michael thought briefly and then nodded. “Whatcha need?” Michael pointed somewhere, but upon realizing he didn’t know where, said “SEGA.” “You too?” the man sighed, probably shaking his head if Michael knew human behavior at all, which he did. “Yes. But…,” Michael said, obvious hesitation in his voice. “But? That blindfold glued to your face?” the man taunted, patting Michael’s slightly boney shoulder. “No,” Michael replied, offended. “Friend missing.” “Well, what’s he look like?” Michael hesitated again. “Yer blind, aren’tcha?” the man said, letting go of Michael’s shoulder. “It’s kinda a tradition around here. Go blind, put something over yer eyes. Ya don’t look native, but I imagine the thing is international or some crap.” Michael froze and then nodded slowly. He never realized how sensitive he was about the topic being brought up seriously. “Well, I guess I could escort ya,” the man said, beard scratching clearly audible. “But we gotta be fast, else we ain’t lastin long.” “But Edin,” Michael protested. “Don’t know who Edin is, but ya seem to be doin’ something important. Other guy was, don’t see why you wouldn’t be either. Besides, what would yer friend think?” the man said, before grabbing Michael’s arm and quickly walking forward. “Now come on, we’re only a few blocks away.” ---- Nick met up with the others in Dmitri’s room, forming a group of four strong men, and one aging one. “Now, by all definition, they have seized the fort. All we can do is hope to delay them,” Hayes said, pointing at Hyrule City on a map. “If they put the city under siege, as been said before, it’s over. It’s under manned and poorly defended. The war would be lost before it ever began.” “But there’s other cities, like New Revolution,” Dmitri pointed out, taking another bite from his pickle. “Yes, but Hyrule City is the most important of them all. Hell, there were talks about making it the capital. Doubt that’s happening now,” Hayes grumbled. The room fell silent as a patrol of Sony soldiers walked by, too lazy to check every room. “I do have a plan…,” Nick said solemnly once the coast was clear. “And that would be?” one of the unnamed men asked, uncrossing his legs and rising from his chair. His orange hair was laid back with the assistance of gel, giving it a shiny, jack*** look. Not even a beard as glorious as Nick’s to make it even slightly justified. “Look, this place is swarming with enemy soldiers. We’re five compared to hundreds. The chances of us making it out alive are, well….let’s just say my plan might kill us all,” Nick explained, leaning forward on the table. Protest erupted immediately. “You brought me along on a death mission?!” Dmitri silently yelled, tossing his pickle onto his unmade bed. “Come on dude, I have a family to go back to!” one of the other soldiers exclaimed, his buzz cut giving him a menacing look. “Whatever it is, I’m out,” the orange-haired man said, attempting to leave through the door. He caught off guard though when he was blocked by Hayes’ cane. “What’s your plan soldier?” Hayes said gloomily. “Well, we have an entire room dedicated to explosives. One, careless match would create a huge explosion….,” Nick explained, but was met with head shaking from Hayes. “It’s protected from such foolish acts Nick,” Hayes replied, eyelids drooping. “We move them then,” Nick stated, now standing straight and staring his general in the eye. “Going to be hard with unwilling men,” Hayes said, talking slowly as he stared, one by one, at everyone in the room. “Well then, let’s change that huh?” Nick said, jumping onto the table and kicking the map off. “Look, I know, this is suicide. I know you have families, I know you’re not quite fond of dying, and I know-,“ Nick began to say before being interrupted by Dmitri. “Alright alright, we get it. We’re the last hope and all. I’ll do it,” Dmitri begrudgingly said. The buzz-cut man looked towards the ground, sighed, and slowly nodded. The orange-haired man shrugged, as if he had nothing better to do and this was a weekend event. Hayes though, out of all people, showed hesitation. “I’m old Nick, I don’t think this is something I can help with,” Hayes shamefully admitted. “Then go to the security room. Tell us when to hide, all that. This is as much of a stealth mission as a blowing stuff up mission,” Nick confidently said, patting Hayes on the shoulder. “We can do this Hayes.” The old solider looked up at Nick with his weary blue eyes, which for once showed signs of hope. Nick couldn’t help but smile at the sight. “Well, I guess you boys better start working,” Hayes said with a visible smirk. The order was promptly obeyed. | 2012-05-19 10:06:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| Heather opened her computer back up, deciding to look back over to the e-mail Kate had sent her before the little argument they had gotten into. Each three pinpoints on the map resembled different actions involving the PDA Rico was using. The first was in the S.S.O. Base in Sao Paulo, where Sony data files were transferred. Then, all the way over in Texas, in the forest Heather went to to deposit of the hijacked Blackout vehicle, data was received on the PDA, from another source. Finally, there was the clearing, where data was sent to. Heather skimmed over the times where data was installed, received, and sent, but something caught her eye. Heather remembered checking her watch right around that time, it was while they were on the call with Kate. But Rico hadn't messed with his phone...not a bit. And if that was when data was sent over to Blackout stations, well, it just didn't add up. There was no confirmation on Rico's PDA being it, it was just that it could've very well been in all three places, and she knew it was in two of those three. If Heather was wrong about Rico, then this would not go over easy. To be on the safe side, Heather would stay there for the next five or so minutes, and would head out afterwards. Or so she thought she would. | 2012-05-19 21:10:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I feel wrong asking this, but can I reserve the last post? I want to end TCW:B with a riddle in an obnoxious font size.)) | 2012-05-20 15:25:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
| ((I feel wrong asking this, but can I reserve the last post? I want to end TCW:B with a riddle in an obnoxious font size.)) ((No problems with me.)) | 2012-05-20 16:42:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I feel wrong asking this, but can I reserve the last post? I want to end TCW:B with a riddle in an obnoxious font size.)) ((Take second last, I have plans for the last post to set the scene for TCW5.)) ((Although, mine is more of an epilogue scene, so yours would technically be last.)) | 2012-05-20 17:31:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I feel wrong asking this, but can I reserve the last post? I want to end TCW:B with a riddle in an obnoxious font size.)) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umDr0mPuyQc Just kidding! | 2012-05-20 21:23:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| "This is Alexa, is everyone in position? "Eve here, unit 2 in position." "Laura here, Cairo PD units 1 and 2 in position." "Zak here, Falcon is ready for scans and flares." "..." "Pete?... Right. 2 taps for ready." 2 loud bursts of static came from the other end. "Good, then we are a go. Zak, initiate phase 1 in 10." Alexa peered into the scope of her DMR, watching past the base laid out in front of her for the large flare coming up through the horizon, alerting a few guards and sending them off in that direction. "Down 4 guards, CPD unit 1, you're up." "Moving in; south side." 6 jeeps aproached from the left of Alexa's scope and unloaded their officers infront of the base, firing off at the few guards which were patrolling around the top of the base. "Pete, time to start bombard, keep the pace." It was a matter of seconds before mortar shells started striking down on the base. "Diversion is set. Zak, what we got?" "Thermal scans have troops scattering through the base. Some are moving down, others are moving up, you've got the majority heading topside though. It's now or never team!" "Got it. Unit 2, meet up on the northwest side and be ready for descent. Time that we bring these guys a surprise of our own." Alexa and Jason slid down from their vantage point atop the sand dune, and moved as quickly and quietly as they could towards the corner of the solar plant masked base. "Eve, here it is, set the explosives." She nodded and set down the C4, constantly looking over her shoulder to make sure that the guards were still being distracted by the police force, but still wasn't left at ease with them holding their own. The team ran out to take cover in the sand after the device armed and blew a hole in the celing, rubble crashing onto the floor bellow as the mortars and gunfire continued to engulf the base. "Units 1 and 2 are in the base." "Eric! We're under attack; mortars and a massive force of officers!" "They aren't the real threat. Keep some of our men on them so that they think their plan worked, then get all of our troops on capturing Alexa." "Alexa?" Eric flicked on one of the security screens that was next to him, depicting 4 operatives jumping into the base. "The one in the white jacket. Do whatever you want with the other 3, but BRING HER TO ME." He looked back over to the screen and a small devious smirk came out of his face "It's about time that I host a little family reunion." ((I'm going to just post this little bit, because I've got a lot to do this week in terms of Exams and finals, but didn't want to leave you guys a week without a post. I'll use what time I can find to get more posts done though.)) | 2012-05-22 05:47:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Isaac: Looks like they booted up some security. I'm not so sure if the lasers are deadly or not though. Even if they weren't, they'd probably unleash some sort of trap if I were to touch it. Kate: Alright, can you see the entrance inside the orange swirl. Isaac: Yep, right past all these lasers. Kate: Hmm... you've got the crate in the bag still? Isaac: Yeah, I still do. Kate: Can you throw it over? Isaac: Yeah, I think so. Isaac stepped back a bit before reaching the wall behind him, and moved back forward, tossing the bag over the lasers. Isaac: Alright, close one. Kate: Good, now for the hard part, getting you across. Isaac: So what, use some something nearby as fancy equipment to get across. Kate: This seems to be more of a "rely on yourself" kind of mission. If I had been with you guys, I might've been able to provide some helpful tools, but to get across, you'll have to simply dodge the lasers. Isaac: I was kinda hoping there'd be a secret "Laser control switch" hidden in some wall. Oh well, thanks, and I'll talk to you again if I make it to the other side alright. Isaac turned the phone off, putting it in his pocket. Slowly but surely, he made his way around the lasers encompassing the room. Twisting and turning, and almost slipping once or twice, and once when the phone almost dropped out of his pocket, Isaac made it past the lasers. Isaac: Thank God. He slowly slided the duffel bag towards him, and zipped it open for a second. To his not-so-good fortune, a spark was let out from the crate, which the laser just happened to detect. Headquarters Security: Alert, alert, light source detected. Beginning Lockdown process. Isaac zipped the back back up without checking on the crate, which he intended to do. He stretched his arm out, holding tight on the handle of the bag as he ran through the circular maze. Twisting and turning once again, even getting a bit dizzy this time, but Kate's hunch was right. Isaac saw what appeared to be an elevator. The only button available was one pointing up, which he pressed down on, getting inside, right after it opened. Elevator System: Going Up, to Genesis Laboratory. | 2012-05-22 15:17:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I know it's a bit hypocritical of me, considering i blew up a city and went into a coma. But in next Console Wars could people try pressing enter before they make a new character speak. It makes my brain melt ;_; )) | 2012-05-22 19:08:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| ((I know it's a bit hypocritical of me, considering i blew up a city and went into a coma. But in next Console Wars could people try pressing enter before they make a new character speak. It makes my brain melt ;_; )) ((I'm sorry, but could you clarify what you meant in that second sentence?)) | 2012-05-22 19:44:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I'm sorry, but could you clarify what you meant in that second sentence?)) ((Well people will random splice a conversation in halfway through a line "Like this, blah blah blah" Kern Said When it should be "Like this, Blah blah blah" Kern Said It just breaks up blocks of text)) | 2012-05-22 19:53:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| ((Oh, okay yeah I see what you're saying. Well, here 's another post, the second-to-last one for Derek.)) Derek heard the sounds of people coming, so he swiftly ran through another alley away from them. Guard: Did you just hear that? Guard 2: Yeah, I did...let's go after it. Derek ran throughout the dangerous neighborhood, travelling from alley to alley, as he tried to avoid the people chasing him at all costs. With agents all around, Derek felt as if he was being led on a forced pathway, and he was. When he reached a small neighborhood, he knew the chase was reaching its end. He hid himself behind one of the houses, must've been emptied out earlier. Derek took a brief glance only to spot snipers surrounding the perimeter, with reinforcemets forming blockades so he wouldn't escape. He hadn't been spotted yet, but he was as good as dead right about now. The phone he was carrying started vibrating silently. It was a number that Derek instantly recognized, that of Johnathan. He didn't know how Johnathan was able to get the number off Derek's newly acquired phone, but answering the call would probably let Johnathan track him down. Still, Derek was already surrounded. What Johnathan was calling for might be important enough to listen to before he'd be spotted, so he pressed against the Accept button, and let the call go through. | 2012-05-23 02:35:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Just updated my previous post (https://lbpcentral.lbp-hub.com/index.php?t=64383-The-Console-Wars-Blackout&p=1006847&viewfull=1#post1006847) with a few lines, you guys might want to check that out.)) | 2012-05-24 06:15:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Heather stopped to realize something. Something so, so, very important, that it could alter all of history, everything that stood in her way, every event in the universe........... She didn't get her coffee. Heather: Uhm, excuse me, could I get that coffee. Guy: What? You didn't mention any coffee.... Heather: Well, I did to the other guy, but then he left. Guy: Oh, ...umm...sure. The guy started fiddling with the coffee machine, having no experience whatsoever. Heather was preoccupied though, looking outside, still seated though. The other vehicles were gone, except for one, big ol' van. Heather being all alone with this one guy started to get a little creepy. Heather: I thought there was another guy in the back? Guy: He left too. Heather: Oh. Heather stood up, slowly grabbing for her computer, only for the guy at the counter to quickly turn over, with both pair of eyes meeting. Heather: I think I need to go to the bathroom. Guy: Oh, but the coffee's almost done. Heather: You know what, forget the coffee, I think I'm just gonna leave. Guy: Please don't. But Heather already walked over to the door, quickly gaining speed with each step. Guy: She knows, surround her! Heather: What? As Heather reached the door, opening it, she saw four men get out of the van, haggard-looking, and heading for her. She stepped back in peril, dropping her computer. As she walked back, she saw an open door that led to the back room. When she headed over there as the men were walking in, she could see legs on the ground stick out, with blood surrounding it. It was the guy in the back, dead. She avoided the doorway, turning and moving towards the bathroom. Before any of the agents could grab her, she swooped into the bathroom, shutting the door, frantically locking it, with but a door in between her and five Blackout agents. | 2012-05-24 17:50:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| when she headed over there as the men were walking in, she could see legs on the ground stick out, with blood surrounding it. It was the guy in the back, dead. ((GUY ABOUT TO SPILL SECRETS TO MICROSOFT. BLACKOUT KILLS GUY. BLACKOUT PREVENTS WWIII. BLACKOUT TRUE HEROES.)) caps | 2012-05-24 18:22:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((GUY ABOUT TO SPILL SECRETS TO MICROSOFT. BLACKOUT KILLS GUY. BLACKOUT PREVENTS WWIII. BLACKOUT TRUE HEROES.)) caps ((You love messing with my posts for Heather, don't you? xD Well, there's only one more post mainly for her.)) ((By the way, how do we not know that a Fifth Console War could end up being more devastating than a Third World War? )) | 2012-05-24 20:17:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((You love messing with my posts for Heather, don't you? xD Well, there's only one more post mainly for her.)) ((By the way, how do we not know that a Fifth Console War could end up being more devastating than a Third World War? ))((Because the first one obliterated the entire planet, And we're fine :3)) | 2012-05-24 20:25:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| ((By the way, how do we not know that a Fifth Console War could end up being more devastating than a Third World War? )) ((Coming from the person who helped decide the ending: **** straight it will be.)) | 2012-05-24 21:27:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((First floor: Armouries, Elevators, Blowing **** up)) "Unit 1 diverting to armoury." "Unit 2 working on cracking the Elevator. Zak, walk me through this." "You got it, Eve. Almost into the base systems; try blowing the **** out of the door first, then i'll get back to you." Alexa and Jason walked through the hallways, which were interestingly quiet, save for some footsteps bellow which she managed to pick up on with the proceeding statement. "Hey Alexa... Some of the guys up top are retreating, I think they've figured out what you're up to now." "Then let's work fast, Armoury's only around the corner according to the plans you sent me." "Remember, grab what you can and look for the vent I told you about." "You know, I never thought that base invading involved all these vents exactly like the games and movies." "Why do you think they're in there in the first place? Whatever, just stick to the plan. Gotta catch up with the other units and blow more **** up." Alexa tuned Zak out and kicked open the door to the armoury and started searching around the room for the vent that Zak had mentioned, before taking a more thorough look around for something useful. Something caught her eye. ((Greatest cliffhanger ever.)) ((Short again, I know, but the final base attack needs a lot of posts.)) | 2012-05-26 07:40:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((WE NEED MORE TOAST GUYS MY APPETITE IS NOT YET FILLED GOTTA GET THIS DONE FOR THE BEGINNING OF JUNE.)) We also have a banner for TCW5 now, just heads up. | 2012-05-27 01:57:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((WE NEED MORE TOAST GUYS MY APPETITE IS NOT YET FILLED GOTTA GET THIS DONE FOR THE BEGINNING OF JUNE.)) We also have a banner for TCW5 now, just heads up. ((WILL DO WHEN MISTER CLAYTON HAS HIS "THING" READY)) really? no I make poster? D: | 2012-05-27 02:53:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((WILL DO WHEN MISTER CLAYTON HAS HIS "THING" READY)) really? no I make poster? D: ((MMMMK GOT IT ALSO ANOTHER POST UPDATE. SCROLL UP. NVM IM ON A WRITING SPREE SO A WHOLE NEW POST.)) And go for it, then we'll decide which one is better. NO POSTING IN THE THREAD. | 2012-05-27 03:16:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((WILL DO WHEN MISTER CLAYTON HAS HIS "THING" READY)) ((I too wait for the turtle's next move.)) | 2012-05-27 03:28:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I too wait for the turtle's next move.)) ((I'm waiting on the Whalio myself.)) | 2012-05-27 03:54:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| "Jason... Look over here." Alexa picked up what looked like an arm bracer, laced with wire and white lights, ending with a tactical glove on one end, power generator in the centre and a small etching across the wrist area reading 'M78'. "See that? This was my father's." "So he was here then. Did that give him the powers you mentioned that one time?" "Yeah." She examined the item in her hand for a few seconds before slipping the bracer over her left arm. "What are you doing?" "We're in the same bloodline. Maybe genetics played to my favour." Sure enough, after a few seconds the white lights flicked on with a stutter. "Well i'll be..." "You know how to work that thing?" "I don-" "ALEXA! VENT!" "Yeah yeah, chill out Zak." Jason gave Alexa a boost up, who unhinged the grate up on the wall and jumped up into the vent, grabbing Jason's hand and lifting him up after her. "Please tell me that we don't have to stay in this vent for long." "You'll be going down to the third floor, should give you a chance to look around for ol' Mercuy. So that's leftforwardleftrightrightleftright." "Uh... Jason, did you catch that?" He raised an eyebrow in a sort of way of saying 'Do you expect me to understand that?' "Eric, we've lost track of Alexa." "No you haven't. Cell block A, get men on every vent leading down to that floor." "Sir?" "She's going to try and find her father, and that's the fastest route down to the prison floors... plus people always use vents on stealth missions. Anyawy, it's a good thing that we don't keep him in one of those. Speaking of which, i'm going to go pay him a visit." A sinister grin perched upon his face once again. | 2012-05-27 04:48:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I'm waiting for, oh wait... GUESS IT'S UP TO ME!)) | 2012-05-27 07:24:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| Edin finally reached the SEGA HQ entrance. He looked around for any Blackout Soldiers and proceeded to enter when he saw a familiar face. "Mi... Michael?" Edin asked. "Edin." Michael turned around towards Edin's vicinity. "Where the hell did you go? Did you leave me out there to die?" Edin was obviously irritated. "No," Michael replied. Michael was pointing to his left, but there was nothing there. "What? You're not pointing at anything," Edin was still slightly annoyed but it was good to see Michael either way. "Disappeared," Michael said. "So someone brought you here? You didn't leave me?" Edin asked. "No." Michael replied. Edin recalled the dream he had with the Blue Figure and smiled as he thought of how little sense it all made. Edin was no longer angry with Michael. Instead, Edin was happy they were together again, the two of them back at it! The two heroes of the year! "So what now?" Edin asked. "Pipe." Short and sweet, nothing new here, Edin thought to himself. "Pipe? You doing drugs now Michael? Tsk tsk tsk." Edin laughed at his own joke, how lame. "Move," Michael demanded. Ah that word again. Move. It should be trademarked by Michael. | 2012-05-28 07:22:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| There was a knock at the door, one that he had come all too acustomed to. It was the knock that he had recognized as the knock of pain for a few years. He opened the door and ran his hand along the walls of the octagonal room, then moving to the middle and staring up at the man restrained in the middle of the room. "How are we feeling today, Mercuy?" "Been asking that for 20 years, figured that you'd have an answer to that by now." "Cocky as ever." "I'm cocky because you're weak, Eric. If you were strong you would've killed me years ago instead of playing your games." "If i'd done that then I would never have had my fun." "Your sick, twisted fun." "Yes, that kind. Which reminds me, remember all those years ago when I said that my plan B was to kidnapp your little girl?" "..." "Well, now it's my plan B in finally breaking you in." "You stay away from her." "Oh, i'm sorry, is that desperation that I hear?" "Hatred." "Then you're going to love this." Eric pulled a screen out from behind him, and a look of anger turned to one of immense hatred as Mercuy watched the scene unfolding infront of him. ----------------------- "Zak, reached the end of the vent, where are we headed after?" All that came back was static. "Zak? ...Eve?" Nothing. "Jason, you getting anything from your headset?" "Nope. Looks like we're on our own." "No good. Keep trying him, if we can't get him then whatever, we've got a mission to do." Alexa kicked down the vent and hopped down into the hallway, with Jason following suit, and the mission turning into a disaster in less than a few seconds. Alexa froze at the sight of a guard waiting at the end of the corridor, sniper in hand. The second that she recognized the glare of the scope in her eyes, she was tackled to the ground by her companion, who jumped up less than a second later pulling the sawed-off from Alexa's back and heading after the sniper, with Alexa turning over onto her back, pulling her pistol in vain as a guard slapped the weapon out of her hand, while the second slammed the butt of his weapon against her forehead. She barely managed to retain enough conciousness to see Jason being shot in the stomach as she started to be dragged away. ----------------------- "YOU STAY THE **** AWAY FROM HER!" "Ah, finally something that's going to make you talk?" "I'VE BEEN SILENT FOR 20 YEARS, WHAT THE HELL MAKES YOU THINK IM GOING TO TALK NOW?" Mercuy pulled at his restraints as his face began to turn red, and his arm glow white. "There it is! There's that power i've been looking for. Now all I need is the info, so you just tell me what you know, and your daughter will survive with minimal mental and physical trauma." "Even if I were to speak, YOU'VE NEVER EVEN TOLD ME WHAT YOU WANT!" "Does it matter? We're going to figure out in a minute because of one young girl." Mercuy kept pulling at the restraints, with no luck, and his anger and desperation rising by the second. ((MOAR POSTS GUYS! WE NEED MORE POSTS! ALREADY FINISHED THE TCW5 OP SO WE NEED TO WRAP THIS UP.)) ((EDIT: GRRR I POSTED THIS A FEW MINUTES AGO AND NO ONE HAS MADE ANY POSTS. WHY HAVEN'T YOU GUYS MADE POSTS? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?)) | 2012-05-29 05:20:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Now that the Whale has made his post, the soldier and I wait like before for the turtle's next move.)) | 2012-05-29 12:53:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((*lounges around not really waiting for anyone*)) | 2012-05-29 15:45:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| ((I'm waiting for Michael to do his... thing, then I can start finishing my part and get to preparing the ending party early.)) | 2012-05-29 17:52:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((You want a post? I'LL GIVE YOU A POST!)) Edin lead Michael down a small hill to a giant sewage pipe. It wasn’t your normal run-of-the-mill waste disposal tube however, and looking in proved that theory. There were no food and beverage leftovers, or remains of such foul things, within its curved metal walls. It also seemed to serve more as a tunnel than a means of disposal, with the start of the pipe emptying into nothing. “Are you sure this is right?” Edin asked, following Michael as he climbed in. “Yes,” Michael replied before walking confidently forward, into the deep darkness. Edin, lacking night vision, did a quick scan of the area and found a body. After a quick sorry, Edin looted a flashlight from the cold corpse and turned in on. Miraculously, the bulb lit to life, illuminating the path forward. “Coming?” Michael asked, turning around briefly. Edin nodded, despite Michael’s lack of vision, and nervously walked forward. ---- “This is Team Pickle, reporting in,” Dmitri whispered, a walkie-talkie pressed against his lips. “Really? Team Pickle?” the orange haired man, who earlier had identified himself as Oliver, said. “I personally prefer Team Flame.” “No no no, we got to sound menacing. Let’s call ourselves…Team Alpha!” the as-of-yet unnamed buzz-cut-haired man suggested, dramatically raising his arms towards the ceiling. “How about Team shut-the-hell-up-and-blow-stuff-up?” Nick said, snatching the walkie-talkie from Dmitri. “We’re in the basement, can you see us?” “I have a visual on you,” Hayes responded from the safety of the security room. “Take a left, enter nine two three eighteen eighty nine into the keypad, then take a right.” “Gotcha,” Nick said before stuffing the walkie-talkie into one of his many pockets. “Well, what now?” Oliver said, crossing his arms. “Dmitri and I will go detonate the explosives. You two stay here and guard the elevator,” Nick said, pointing towards their means of entrance into the normally off-limits basement. “And how do you suggest we get out of here once they’re about to boom?” the nameless soldier said as he lit a cigarette with a lighter he had found in a trashcan a few minutes ago. “Once I let you guys know the mission was a success, it’s every man for himself,” Nick replied, rising from his crouched position. “Brilliant idea there, flawless in every way,” Dmitri sarcastically muttered to himself. “Hear that Hayes? That applies to you too!” Nick said grinning while staring at a camera. “Alright, let’s go.” With that, Nick and Dmitri began to walk down the hall as Oliver and the other man prepared to defend themselves against Sony soldiers. ---- After a horribly frightening three minute walk, Edin and Michael arrived at mysterious, sci-fi like door with a keypad. “Welp, looks like that’s the end of the line!” Edin said, shrugging. “Can we go now? Let someone else save the world or whatever the hell we’re doing.” “No,” Michael said, walking up to the door as if he could see perfectly. He pressed four buttons on the keypad, causing the door to slide open. “Oh yeah, fantastic. Let’s just go into the creepy underground base and get ourselves horribly mutilated,” Edin sighed, following Michael as he entered the secret entrance. “Chicken,” Michael said with a smirk, slightly offending Edin who refused to admit the truth. Behind the door was a ruined hallway with a few flickering lights to give it an even more ominous appearance. Various turns left and right made it resemble a maze, making Edin wee his pants a little. “W-where to?” Edin muttered, shuffling nervously backwards, towards the entrance. “Follow,” Michael said, walking forward with his right hand brushing the wall. It was a slow process, but eventually they arrived at another door. “Zero seven twelve,” Michael said, confusing Edin. “I don’t care about numbers right now Michael,” Edin said, shaking his head. “Keypad,” Michael sighed, pointing down the hall, opposite the door. Edin assumed this was just a mistake, for there was a keypad next to the door. Cautiously, Edin entered the numbers Michael mentioned and pressed enter. Instantly, the door slid open like the one before, revealing a dark room. Edin pointed his flashlight into the infinite darkness, revealing several computers and a desk in the middle. “W-wh-what’s this?” Edin nervously asked, now following Michael who walked in without a second thought. The door behind them shut with a loud thud, causing Edin to flinch. “Project Genesis,” Michael whispered, as if remembering a dark memory. “Alright, sounds fun, can we hurry this up?” Edin asked. “I don’t even know why we’re here.” “Bad Man,” Michael said, sighing. “Bad man?” Edin asked, briefly lowering the flashlight. “Who’s that?” “Bad Man,” Michael answered, shortly before doors could be heard sliding open. Edin turned around, and sure enough, the door behind them was still closed. Slowly, Edin turned his gaze back to Michael, and was met with the barrel of a pistol poking his nose. “Identify yourself,” a man with a bag in his free hand stated. “Edin Cappuccino twenty five male Brazil please don’t shoot me oh my god oh my god,” Edin begged, tears forming in his eyes. “Your last name is a type of coffee?” the man asked, tilting his head. It was too dark to get a good look at his face, but Edin imagined him resembling a buffed up super soldier crossed with the devil. “Yes would you like some maybe later okay?” Edin continued begging, no pause between sentences. Before the super soldier devil could do anything however, he howled with pain and fell to the floor. As he collapsed, Edin saw Michael lower his arm, a smirk evident on his face. “T-thanks,” Edin said, as Michael walked up to where the man had fallen. Suddenly, the two switched vision once again, scaring the bejesus out of Edin. “Oh god what happened to my flashlight oh god-“ Edin half-yelled until his vision returned. Michael shook his head at his friend then began searching through the bag. His face went pale suddenly as he pulled out a strange crate. The two swapped vision once again, and when Edin’s sight returned, Michael’s hands were trembling. “What is that?” Edin asked, pointing at the box in Michael’s hand. “Neptune,” Michael responded quietly. “That’s not a planet-“ Edin began to say before realizing that Neptune was just a name. Michael turned his head towards Edin, probably attempting to glare with disbelief at him. “Sorry.” After standing still for a moment, the man on the floor moaned and stood back up. Michael calmly placed the box on the table then kicked the poor bloke in the leg. “**** it!” the man said, collapsing back to the floor. “Name,” Michael said, putting his foot against the man’s neck, yet continuing to stare towards a wall. “I-Isaac!” the man blurted out, squirming under the pressure of Michael’s foot as he tried to push it off. “Agenda.” “None of your business!” “Agenda,” Michael repeated, pressing his foot down harder. “Opening that **** box!” Isaac yelled, giving up on squirming and now focusing on saving his neck from being squashed like a water balloon. “Don’t,” Michael said, raising his leg and letting Isaac free. “Let me explain!” Isaac said, gasping for air after each word. “Don’t,” Michael repeated, still staring at the wall. “Maybe you’ll listen?” Isaac said, turning to Edin, who promptly shrugged. “Edin, follow,” Michael said, walking down a hallway. Edin looked at Isaac, apologized for his friend’s behavior, and then obeyed Michael’s order. ---- Jackson grinned deviously at the various devices before him. The underground missile silo was home to six prototype mind *******s, or as they were actually called, Explosive Mind Annihilators, or EMAs. Jackson had retrieved the blueprints from a hard drive salvaged from a destroyed computer, but had no intention of giving them to Blackout. Despite their generous pay, Jackson had no loyalty towards them. Whatever they wanted, Jackson didn’t want to live through it. Why let them burn the world when he himself could do the same? The three big ones would keep on fighting, killing innocent and guilty lives, with no end in sight. If these Console Wars were to ever end, it would have to be with a bang. Jackson scratched his naked chin as he thought about his plan. Destroy each faction’s capital and biggest city (second if the biggest was the capital) and each faction was sure to fall. The fireworks housed beneath SEGA HQ was unlike anything seen or thought of before, it would be an unexpected attack. Those who survived the explosions would be scarred for life, their minds destroyed from the inside. With no leaders and a huge chunk of the population gone, the wars would be forced to stop. Of course, in time they would return, but that would take a while. Maybe enough time for one single, perfect company to rule. There were plenty of flaws with that plan, sure, but Jackson couldn’t think of any other option. He went up to a large screen on a wall, the six EMAs staring at him across the gigantic room, and typed various words onto the keyboard. Set the destination, set the time until launch, so on and so forth. All the hard work he had put into this would go to waste if they blew up above Faithville. Right before he typed in the last few lines however, doors slammed open behind him, and he turned around to see Michael and a suited man walk into the room. | 2012-05-30 00:55:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((I guess that's my cue, right? Anyway, tomorrow.)) | 2012-05-30 01:52:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Not quite yet. Dragon has to do a post, then Edin, then me. If you do it earlier than when you need to, you might cause a paradox like Merc did.)) | 2012-05-30 01:54:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| Isaac felt a pain like nothing before strike him suddenly, as one of two men stood infront of him, face and the rest of his body invisible in the darkness, raising his hand up. As Isaac tried to explain, he could feel another pain strike him as the same person raised his leg up. Isaac lay there in the darkness, feeling as if he had been bleeding internally, with the only true gesture of kindness from the guy who had been following him. Isaac would sure like to have a piece with that one guy though. He slowly crawled toward the crate hugging it, feeling the cold metal against him, trying to get back up as the pains still clutched onto him. Ignoring the bag, he got back up, picking up the crate, and limping towards where the two people had gone through. That voice so, it was...familiar, to say the least. That quiet, monotone voice didn't leave Isaac's mind, as he headed straight toward the Missile Silo. ((Sorry, would've posted earlier if power didn't shut down across neighborhood. I would've posted more, and can post more, but I know the three of us want to post certain bits, and I'm sure you or Edin might wanna handle you guys' perspectives, running into Jackson, maybe him informing of stuff. Then I could continue with Isaac running into them again, and then well, you know what, Clay, with the crate and the kapow.)) ((Oh, and yeah, I guess it's Edins turn again :3)) | 2012-05-30 02:43:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Turns out I’m posting next. You’re up after this Dragon.)) Jackson froze with fear. All was going so well, and he forgot about the only thing that could stop him. This was one of the few moments where he felt like an epic super villain, but it was more of an obstacle than anything. “H-hello Michael,” Jackson nervously said, walking backwards towards the console while he spoke. “Bad Man,” Michael responded, as the suited man began sweating. “And who is that you have with you?” Jackson asked, attempting to type while keeping his body oriented towards Michael. “Edin,” Michael said, his emotionless voice piercing Jackson’s soul, or what was left of it anyways. “Cappuccino?” Jackson said, now death-like still. “The one and only!” the suited man said, grinning and putting his hands on his hips. “I told your father to take your mother’s last name, but nooooo,” Jackson sighed, causing Edin to suddenly freeze as well. “You…you knew my father?” Edin asked, slowly backing towards the door. Michael seemed confused, but remained silent. “Ah, amnesia, common side effect of the scream. Ask Michael here, poor guy doesn’t remember a thing,” Jackson said with a devilish grin. Michael slowly nodded in response. “The thing about John is, he wanted his son to be perfect. Upon birth he detected some...well, flaws. I told him I could fix those and he accepted,” Jackson said, his grin growing wider. “Ask Michael, I’m sure he could explain.” Edin quickly turned his gaze towards Michael, his face composed of pure rage. Before he could go on a rant however, he was kicked to the floor by an unknown assailant. “Ha, got you-,” the man began to say before being smashed into a wall by Michael. “Isaac,” Michael calmly stated as Isaac groaned with pain. “H-hello,” Isaac responded, before sliding to the foor. “Well then…,” Jackson said with one eyebrow raised. “Let’s get this show on the road!” | 2012-05-30 22:11:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Hope this is alright Clay)) Security System: Sega Lockdown 50 Percent. All Main Elevators and Access Points Have Been Shut Down/Blocked Off. Michael: Isaac. Isaac: Was that honestly, rgh, necessary? Edin: Was kicking me necessary? Isaac: I thought you were the other g- wait? Edin? Michael? Michael: Isaac. Michael decided to repeat what he said, incase Isaac hadn't heard him before. Isaac: Why did you have to hurt me like that? Michael pointed to his blindfold. Edin: He just uses that as an excuse for having his tantrums. *joking* Jackson: Hate to interrupt the ol' family reunion, but if you'd be so kind, uhh, Isaac, to hand that crate over you're carrying. Jackson drew out his gun, pointing it at the three of them. Isaac had no choice but to hand it over, Jackson was a ruthless, evil person, and that's exactly why he shouldn't be able to obtain what's inside. but if Jackson was going to be the only one who could get what's inside, Isaac decided to go by his gut. If only the villain can have it, then no one should have it at all. Jackson: On the floor, kick it over. Isaac gently dropped the crate onto the floor, and did what Jackson told him too, but as Jackson reached over to grab for it, Isaac swooped in, ready to attack. Jackson: The hell? Isaac flung his hand out, knocking the gun out of his hand. and pushed Jackson onto the floor. Crate: WARNING. Permanent Package Lockdown will commence in 20 seconds. Jackson: *******, let me go! Crate: ..16.. As Isaac tried moving his arms around, Jackson quickly slid under Isaac and grabbed for his gun. Isaac tried tackling him once more, only to hear a loud bang go off. The crate counting off faded into the background, as Isaac stood up, looking at Jackson, staring him in the face, and then turned over to Michael and Edin, who stared as well. Isaac looked down and watched as blood started gushing from his chest. Isaac plummetted to the ground. Crate: ..8.....7.....6... Jackson quickly grabbed for the crate, running over to the charging panels, trying to fit them in. Jackson: Cmon, cmon..... Crate: ..5...4.....3....2- Access Confirmed. Charging Process Beginning. A loud noise could be heard all across the silo, as electricity, stored throughout the entire building, was being drained, heading for the panels, as it filled the crate up, right at the last second. It would only be a matter of time before it would be fully charged and "Neptune" would be revealed. | 2012-05-31 00:15:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Derek hid himself right behind a pile of bricks stacked up poorly, just right by one of the many emptied-out homes of this ghost town-feeling neighborhood. Only ghost towns don't have people. and this did, agents working for Blackout, under Johnathan's command, his own mentor. He rolled the dice, and he lost. Derek was surrounded. So when he got a call from the traitor, he knew it was already over, so decided to let it go through, but had also successfully hacked into Blackout files, after discovering something related to them way back, and was prepared to send the files over to what he believed was one of Ihkrov's bases, just in case. Johnathan: Derek....hello. Derek: Johnathan. Johnathan: I'd just like to say, the information you've received on Seera Ikhrov will be of great value. Your effort will not go unnoticed. Derek: *sarcastic remark* Oh, that's great to hear. Although I guess I'll have to work with a shot to the brains instead of a big, shiny medal. Johnathan: When you say it that way, it looks like we're the bad guys. Derek: Gee, I wonder why. ..Why you Johnathan, of all people? Johnathan: Oh, I didn't understand at first, but only because I was blinded by what the three factions were feeding us. Now I see crystal clear what my purpose is, to destroy the true enemies, and bring in new establishments far superior to M$, Phony and Nintendon't. Derek: And what does Sega have to with it? Johnathan: Our business is our own. Derek: Then what about the messages, the poem about the hawk and the wolf, or the message you found after the crate was dug back up. Johnathan: All planted by yours truly, so you could continue your wild goose chase while we put your intel to good use. Derek: You and Jak, or, Wolf, must be laughing it up big time then. Johnathan: If only that were true, but I'm afraid he's a Sony agent. Derek: Wait, what? Johnathan: A high-ranking one too. Name changes work wonders, you know. How something like "Jackson", can change to something simple like Jak. Not only did we live up to our part of the bargain, keeping him safe, but we also had one to take out a skilled Sony operative. Derek: You b**tard Johnathan: Hey, look at this way, you failed. Jak's still alive. But not far long. Obviously, you couldn't kill him, so, we'll be sending someone else in to replace you on that. Plus, you've given us all you've got. A soldier butted in while Johnathan was busy on the call. Soldier: Sir, one of your men are at the outpost where Derek is, they'd like to speak with you. Johnathan: Fine. One second Derek. Johnathan clamped one hand of his onto the phone he had been using to communicate with Derek, and proceeded to pick up the one a fellow soldier handed to him. Johnathan: What is it? Sniper: I've got tactical slowly snooping around. I think I've got something up ahead, can't be sure if it's him though. Johnathan: Have your men clear it for confirmation. Let me just wrap up a call, okay? Stay on the line though. Sniper: Will do sir. Johnathan put that phone on the table, and returned to speak with Derek. Johnathan: Alright, so, enough talking. I've given you what you want. Reveal yourself now, and your death will be painless. Derek: You know what would suck...big time? Johnathan: What? Derek: If all this information you stole from me....got stolen back. Sure, I'm a dead man, but all it takes is for one other person to find out... Derek had his finger ready to send the data over. Johnathan: What the hell are you talking about? Oh, you're bluffing.... Derek: Alright, suit yourself. Johnathan started sweating from the thought of the data being spilled. Sniper: Sir, my men have confirmed- Johnathan: Take the shot. Sniper: I thought you wanted to- Johnathan: TAKE THE SHOT- Derek quickly pressed down on his phone, sending over the mass amount of data for Blackout, right to Kate's home, a split second before two bullets from the sniper's gun embedded themselves into his skull. | 2012-06-01 02:28:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Alexa woke up slowly opening her eyes to see her lap and an iron chair pinned to the ground. A tight pull of her arms revealed them to be tied around the back of the chair in steel binds, and taking the time to scan her eyes around the room revealed something completely shocking to her, and her eyes stayed fixed on the restrained man in his early fifties before making the realization and lowering her head in shame. "Dad... I let you down." "That's all you have to say?" "What do you want me to say? I did all of this for you and I couldn't even pull that off. I FAILED, ALRIGHT?" "You haven't failed yet-" "I'M RESTRAINED IN THE MIDDLE OF A CHAIR IN THE CENTER OF THE ENEMY BASE, WHAT'S THAT CALLED TO YOU?" "As long as you're alive, there's still hope. I've been here for 20 years and I haven't failed." "But how do you deal with that?" "There's nothing I could do after I got captured. I thought I failed then, but I had to keep hope because I was still alive." "...Does that mean you've got a plan to get out of here?" "Something i've learned is that there's always someone who cares. Put faith in your friends, and don't break. Eric is weak." And right on time, Eric walks through the door with the same conniving grin perched upon his face. "So the father daughter squad is finally reunited after all these years, isn't this exciting?" "It would only be if it were under better terms." "And didn't your mother ever tell you not to tie a girl up on a first date?" "Isn't this the second?" "I'm suprised that you invited me back for a second, pretty sure the last one ended with you leaving me with at least 50 bullet holes in the desert for a week." "Feel like continuing the trend?" Eric quickly managed to follow up his comment with a fast uppercut into Alexa's left jaw, then another in the right, and a few jabs in the side of the head, as Mercuy tried to hide his grimace, and she just showed a look of disgust on her face. "Going to have to try harder than th-" 2 more punches came on either side of her face causing her face to temble, and nose to drip red, with Mercuy trying to keep his face plastered against a wall. Eric turned his face every once in a while between his punches, occasionally switching between knees and kicks. "What... makes you think i'm... giving up?" "What makes you think you're not?" "I'm stronger than... you'll ever be." "Really? Old man been teaching you some life lessons, has he?" "I'm not going to fail until i'm dead, and you're too weak to EVER kill either of us." "Fair enough." Eric pulled a pistol from his belt and held the tip against Alexa's forehead while looking over to Mercuy the whole time, and then darting his head up to scan the ceiling when he started to hear a song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iof5pRAIZmw) playing, with Alexa letting out a light hearted giggle, and realizing Eric's confusion, she quickly seized the opportunity to headbutt, and take him by surprise enough for him to stagger and fire the weapon in his hand, striking the bind on her leg, and allowing her to stand and pull her arms over the top of the chair. Eric tried to get himself back up again but Alexa stopped him with a strong kick to his face and putting him on his back, while sliding the gun to the other end of the room with her foot. "Pays to have friends Eric." He looked back up at her with a face of defeat before shakily getting up as fast as he could. "Friends are for those too weak to do things themselves." He tried to wing another punch at her, which was swiftly dodged and followed up with a kick right into his stomach, and a hit right into his face with the back of her head. He then started running for the exit, as Zak's voice started to come in over the system. "Always counting on me to dig you out of any situation aren't you, Alexa? Well don't worry. Jason and the twins should be there any minute." Alexa turned around and watched as the wall behind her blew up up and crumbled to pieces, with Jason and the twins appearing behind it. "Quite an enterance. Nice job saving the day." ((Alexa)) "Jesus, we should've come earlier. Looks like Eric did a number on you." ((Eve)) "I'll live... Just need to walk it off. Anyway, I don't believe that you've met my father." ((Alexa)) "Nope, we haven't, but let's get him down first, also Alexa, before you ask I was wearing a bulletproof vest." ((Jason)) "Well, i've been here for like 20 years, that would be nice getting me down." ((Mercuy)) "One problem. I'm not seeing any release switch or anything like that, and you look like you're in pretty tight there." ((Erin)) "And i've still got binds around my hands, keep that in mind too." ((Alexa)) Jason and Eve kept searching around the room for something to release the restraints, as Erin cut through the chain on Alexa's wrists, with 'cut through' meaning shooting at them until they released, and once it was confirmed that there was nothing to release the binds, and Alexa's arms were free, the squad began to hatch a backup plan. "Did you guys disable that signal jammer by any chance?" ((Alexa)) "Yeah, Zak got into a few of their systems. He managed to get some doors open... including the PA system." ((Erin)) "I noticed. So where in the base are we exactly?" ((Alexa)) "According to Zak, we're right above the atrium." ((Erin)) "Eve... Are you thinking what i'm thinking?" Eve's smile extended on one end as she pulled out another pack of C4. | 2012-06-01 06:10:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| Johnathan drove with some other Blackout soldiers as they drove away from Derek's base, and over to the location where Derek was killed, joining the snipers. Johnathan: You've confirmed that he's dead. Sniper: Yes, sir. Johnathan: What about him sending information of ours. Sniper: We've got technical examining the phone. It seems that he was able to gain access to tons of Blakcout files. Johnathan: How the hell could he have done that? Only Commanders get that kind of information......do we know if he sent it or not? Sniper: ..I'm afraid he did sir. Johnathan: So, are you tracking where the information was sent? Sniper: We can't sir. Our hackers say it's 'encrypted' Johnathan got closer to the sniper, and grabbed him by the shirt collar. Johnathan: Don't tell me I hired 'some of the best hackers in the country', as they told me, only for something 'encrypted' to get in their way. Sniper: They've tried satellite, radio towers, just about everything. They did find that someone piped in, somehow having access to Derek's phone, as the call went through. Maybe this person made the location of where it was sent untraceable. Johnathan: Probably the same guy who gave him access to those Blackout files. Alright, I want us to do a full-blown research. Having moles in a militia this large doesn't surprise me, but having information like this go out could end up being the equivalent of getting some of our most important bases blown up. Don't tell anyone I've said this though soldier, if word gets out to Ascension about this leak, then we could end up losing an essential ally, which is one of the last things we want happening right now. Now, keep watch over Technical teams. The sniper went off to do that, as Johnathan looked around, but only a few seconds later, he was interrupted as his phone started buzzing. It was Agent Lemmings speaking with him. Agent Lemmings: Aah, Agent Trico, how goes it? Johnathan: Call me by my first name please. Agent Lemmings: Okay, Johnathan, has Derek been dealt with yet? Johnathan: Yes, sniper's dealt with him already...and what about Isaac Knowles? Agent Lemmings: Nope, although it looks as if he was heading for Sega Headquarters. I've got my men surrounded all over the place, in case he tries slipping out. Posted Wanted signs for him all over the city too, just to be on the safe side, but my men are certain he's in there. Johnathan: Why haven't you sent your men in? Agent Lemmings: Can't. He, or, someone else, must've triggered something from the underground section of the building, initiating some sort of lockdown. Although Jackson's in there, and I already warned him about Isaac. He should be dealing with him right now. Johnathan: Alright, is that it? Agent Lemmings: There's one more thing I need to tell you. Several days ago, we captured this old man, his name is Herbert Cavenger. Apparently, he lived across the street from Isaac, and is one of those peeping Toms, always scoping around the place. Johnathan: So what, you caught some pervert? How does that help us? Agent Lemmings: Because we have reason to believe that he was filming around the time the crate was sent to Isaac's house. See, before we could even get our hands on official footage from the Camera stations, they were all wiped. He might have the only available evidence. Johnathan: Alright, so....why don't just check his camera. Agent Lemmings: It's encrypted. Johnathan: Of course it is. Agent Lemmings: ...But it looks like it just require some sort of password to break the encryption. Shouldn't be too hard to squeez eit out of the old geezer I'd imagine. Johnathan: I thought we already knew it was Seera though. Agent Lemmings: Yes, but we still need confirmation. There's still a chance he's dead after that assassination attempt years ago. Because we've been so preoccupied with the Nintendo Plane Crash, killing Isaac and taking over Faithville once again, only now are we going to begin questioning him. I still have some things to do here in Faithville, but since this has to do with what you're working with, I thought it would be appropriate for you to do the torturing. Johnathan: Fine, which base are you keeping him in. Agent Lemmings: Pilot already knows where to go. Just tell me where you are, and he'll fly over to pick you up. Johnathan: Alright, I'm at 'Splosion Heights, New Natal. Johnathan ended the call, and waited for the jet to arrive and pick him up, so he could leave his men to their work, and begin the interrogation process once he'd arrive at the Blackout base. ((Either 3 or 4 more posts left for me....1 for Isaac ((or 2)), 1 for Heather, and 1 for Johnathan.)) | 2012-06-02 02:25:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Nice posting lately, I'm eager to end this Wars and have the ice cream.)) | 2012-06-02 23:09:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Nice posting lately, I'm eager to end this Wars and have the ice cream.)) ((Agreed, I've already got some ideas buzzing through my head for TCW5, can't wait to see exactly how some of you guys are going to end Blackout. ))((By the way, what if we tried having our final posts sort of....together? What I mean by this is do something like this. 6th to Last Blackout Post = Edin's Last Post 5th to Last Blackout Post = DV's Last Post 4th to Last Blackout Post = Gdn's Last Post 3rd to Last Blackout Post = Clay's Last Post 2nd to Last Blackout Post = Abyssal's Last Post Last Blackout Post = Merc's Last Post instead of........ 5th to Last Blackout Post = DV's Second to Last Post 4th to Last Blackout Post = Gdn's Last Post 3rd to Last Blackout Post = DV's Last Post 2nd to Last Blackout Post = Abyssal's Last Post Last Blackout Post = Merc's Last Post So basically I think it'd be cool if we put our final posts together, but that's just me. Doesn't really matter in the end)) | 2012-06-03 00:27:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Agreed, I've already got some ideas buzzing through my head for TCW5, can't wait to see exactly how some of you guys are going to end Blackout. )) ((By the way, what if we tried having our final posts sort of....together? What I mean by this is do something like this. 6th to Last Blackout Post = Edin's Last Post 5th to Last Blackout Post = DV's Last Post 4th to Last Blackout Post = Gdn's Last Post 3rd to Last Blackout Post = Clay's Last Post 2nd to Last Blackout Post = Abyssal's Last Post Last Blackout Post = Merc's Last Post instead of........ 5th to Last Blackout Post = DV's Second to Last Post 4th to Last Blackout Post = Gdn's Last Post 3rd to Last Blackout Post = DV's Last Post 2nd to Last Blackout Post = Abyssal's Last Post Last Blackout Post = Merc's Last Post So basically I think it'd be cool if we put our final posts together, but that's just me. Doesn't really matter in the end)) ((It'd had to be Edin > Dragon > Clay > GDN > Abyssal > Merc, (switching me and GDN) but sure.)) | 2012-06-03 00:42:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((It'd had to be Edin > Dragon > Clay > GDN > Abyssal > Merc, (switching me and GDN) but sure.)) ((Oh, alright. Well, I was just giving a random example )) | 2012-06-03 00:54:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Sounds great. I don't mind if I'm first or last, my ending could happen tomorrow or in six months in game time, so you can push my position around if you feel like.)) | 2012-06-03 01:31:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((I'm down with this idea, just send em over to me when you finish them and i'll put em all into one massive end post.)) ((Also I might need to switch around the order a little bit, but I think we should be alright.)) | 2012-06-03 02:51:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I'm down with this idea, just send em over to me when you finish them and i'll put em all into one massive end post.)) ((Don't think you could fit all of it into only one post.)) | 2012-06-03 02:53:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Don't think you could fit all of it into only one post.)) ((Watch me.)) | 2012-06-03 02:54:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Watch me.)) ((I have to fit three endings into one post. I WILL HAPPILY WATCH!)) | 2012-06-03 04:52:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((I'm down with this idea, just send em over to me when you finish them and i'll put em all into one massive end post.)) ((Also I might need to switch around the order a little bit, but I think we should be alright.)) ((That's not exactly what I meant but uhh....okay, sure xD)) ((It will be quite a read :])) | 2012-06-03 14:09:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Watch me.)) ((I'm sure there's a max limit of characters per post. I'm really eager to see you bypass it )) | 2012-06-03 14:55:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((That's not exactly what I meant but uhh....okay, sure xD)) ((It will be quite a read :])) ((I know, I took your idea and I made it better. It's called a think tank.)) | 2012-06-03 17:17:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I know, I took your idea and I made it better. It's called a think tank.)) ((Oh, believe me, I think it's a very interesting idea. Although for the record, my contribution might not be as epic as others', as my final posts have sort of stretched out the big cliffhangers, and my final final post won't even be about Isaac or Heather.)) | 2012-06-04 11:22:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Can I get a status report on posts, guys?)) | 2012-06-05 05:31:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Can I get a status report on posts, guys?)) ((I've got 3 more posts left I believe, but I'm (and maybe Clay) waiting on Whalio.)) | 2012-06-05 13:54:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Estimated 2 lengthy posts to the end, waiting on Claytonicus.)) | 2012-06-05 17:46:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((ESTIMATED ONE POST, WAITING ON MYSELF)) Get READY! | 2012-06-05 23:06:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| ((ESTIMATED ONE POST, WAITING ON MYSELF)) ((Finally! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=wrAOy35WnGQ#t=24s))) | 2012-06-05 23:11:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((I'm looking forward to the next TCW if there is one, I intend to join, how far to the end are you guys?)) | 2012-06-06 01:20:00 Author: TheBlackKnight22 Posts: 695 |
| ((The deed is done boys. I have since passed the baton to Clay.)) ((There will be another TCW and we are very close, I just finished my last post.)) ((Apparently my post is NEEDED so the story can continue. So this is my second to last post, however it contains pretty much the end story for my character in TCW4. My final post will be short and transition into his TCW5 story.)) ((Enjoy.)) "Oh****ohgodwhy," Edin yelled as he stared at Isaac's body on the floor, surrounded by a thick pool of blood. "Stop Badman," Michael replied, adding to Edin's woes. "Dude! Isaac is ****ing dead and all you care about is stopping 'Bad Man?'" Edin argued. "Yes," Michael answered. "The guy looks like he hasn't had a meal in weeks! He's not important!" Edin screamed. "Missiles," Michael stated, pointing towards the giant cone things, then the computer on the wall. "Michael. I'm not leaving Isaac here to die. You do whatever the hell you need to do. I'm helping Isaac." Edin replied. "As you wish," Michael sighed, as he ran up to the center console to stop Jackson. Edin ran to where Isaac's body was laying and knelt down and tried to feel for a pulse. It took a few seconds until he felt one and he instantly looked around for something to tie the wound up. Edin took off his coat and began tying it around Isaac's chest. "You're going to be okay buddy, just stay awake." "Hi... is... Jac..." Isaac murmured. "What?" Edin put his ear up to Isaac's mouth. "His... name... Jackson..." Isaac whispered. Edin froze. Jackson? The name was familiar. He had heard it before. He had READ it before! Dad talked about this guy in his journal. Jackson was... A friend... A friend of Dads! It was all coming back to Edin. Jackson was part of Edin's life for more than he could remember. He was always there. Edin used to sit there and listen to Dad and Jackson talk about their lives in college and they would tell Edin about how they used to stay up late and study for their Anthropology classes. They told Edin about the parties. About their dreams to change the world for the good of mankind. About their friendship... Jackson was a close friend of Dads but how did this happen? How did Jackson become corrupt? If what Michael was saying was true, did Dad help build Genesis? Was Dad apart of this? Is this really for the good of mankind? Edin couldn't bear to think of it any longer. Edin could never imagine Dad being a bad person. But maybe he wasn't. Maybe Edin's da- "Easy there tiger," a voice echoed inside Edin's head. It was the Blue Figure again. "You wouldn't want to overload your puny brain with so many questions right Edin? Especially after your incident." Edin wanted to speak to the Figure but he realized that this was the first time the Blue Figure was talking to Edin while he was still conscious. Edin couldn't speak to it directly, he could only listen. "Now listen to me very carefully Edin. I want you to do exactly as I say. You see that gun next to that body? Pick it up." Edin fought the urge as much as humanly possible, and ended up blurting "No ****it!" "Don't fight back Edin. Do as I say and you won't be hurt. You wouldn't want me to HURT you now would you?" The Blue Figure replied, its voice so calm and collected. A sharp pain shot through Edin's brain as the Figure put the emphasis on the word hurt. Edin was in a lot of pain and he was trying his best to stop himself from picking up the gun but he couldn't resist any longer. Edin lost control of his own body and watched his hands as they glided over to where the gun laid and picked it up. "Good boy. Now, shoot Michael. Shoot Michael before he ruins everything," the Blue Figure demanded. Edin finally realized what the Blue Figure wanted all along, it was trying to get rid of Michael from the get-go. And it was using Edin to get rid of him. "N...No!" Edin yelled, as he tried to fight back for his own control. "Shoot. HIM!" The Blue Figure's voice boomed inside Edin's head getting louder and louder the longer it echoed. Edin was fighting it as much as he could but he was not strong enough as he slowly lifted up the gun and pointed it at Michael who was sprinting towards the center console where Jackson was. He could feel his muscles tense up and tried once more to gain back control. Edin was using every last ounce of power left in his body and it showed. His nose had begun bleeding and he was drenched in sweat. His entire body was shaking and he couldn't take it any longer. He gave in and took his shot. A loud sound echoed inside the missile room and was followed by complete silence. Edin looked around and noticed both Isaac and Jackson staring at him. He looked down near Jackson's feet and saw what he had done. He had shot Michael straight in the chest. He saw the pool of blood slowly begin to get larger and he looked down and saw what his own hands had caused. He dropped the gun and saw it fall to the ground in what seemed like forever. It hit the ground and broke the silence with a sound much like the sound of a single water drop splashing inside a bucket of water. Edin began to walk backwards, looking at both Isaac and Jackson and began repeating the words, "It wasn't me. It wasn't me. It wasn't me." He looked at Isaac, his eyes wide open, clearly in shock of what Edin had done to his own friend. He then turned to look at Jackson and saw a small smirk plastered on his face. As if he wanted to thank Edin for what he had done. As if he knew what Edin had just gone through. "Process complete. Launching Explosive Mind Annihilators." Edin, realizing what he had just helped accomplish, turned around and ran out the door. Maybe he could finally make amends with God and ask for forgiveness for what he had done. After all, there wasn't that much time left anyways. | 2012-06-06 01:58:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| ((I'm looking forward to the next TCW if there is one, I intend to join, how far to the end are you guys?)) (( Yeah, we're very close to finishing this thing off. And right after it's over, Merc will be posting sign-ups for TCW5, (a.k.a. the continuation to Blackout, in case you didn't know.) )) ((Also, really nice post Whalio, I really did not see the part with Michael getting shot coming.)) | 2012-06-06 02:22:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Cue me.)) News Reporter: "After the incident during the public convention, extreme security measures have been taken by the military. The rise of GDN after 15 years missing has raised a skeptic thought in the population. It remains to be decided if GDN should retake his position as Sony Commander. In the meantime, another convention is being held at the Headquarters, where GDN promises to answer the people's questions properly." The war room, a room that was supposed to shelter only strategists and high-ranking officers, was crowded with massive amounts of people. Everyone was eager to get their answers, regardless of what happened last time. GDN(shouting on mic): SILENCE!!! Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and turned their attentions to the man behind the microphone. GDN: That's better. First, I must apologize for what happened last time, and for my sudden appearance. For that I am sorry. I hope you all get out of here willing to back me up in my upcoming campaign. Many of you must remember the plane crashes that have been happening recently. While I won't jump to conclusions, I have my beliefs. I can promise that we will look further into it before applying justice. Reporter: GDN! GDN! What happened to the ex-commander? GDN: As many of you must have seen on the news, he was confirmed a traitor and is being searched for. Reporter: GDN! What do you think of Blackout? GDN: We must keep an eye on them. We don't know their plans yet. A flock of reporters began to converge towards GDN, pointing their mics and cameras at him and making him retreat a bit. Zim showed up in front of them, pointing her staff at them cuing them to back off. GDN: Thanks Zim. Please... He was stopped by another officer, coming from behind him and whispering something on his ear. GDN left the mic stand in a rush, making everyone confused. Zim, rather worried, grabbed the mic and tried to fix the situation. Zim(shy): Well, it appears that we are undergoing some issues... Reporter: Zim! Zim! What's the status on your friendship with GDN? Zim: That is a very personal business! Now be patient and wait! Zim followed GDN in a rush, eager to see what was going on. She entered a room right as the officer was beginning to explain the situation. Officer: Our security radars have identified two air units approaching Sony territory. One of them seems to be guided towards S?o Paulo. GDN: Have you tried contact? Officer: No answer. They seem to be unmanned. Zim: Wait... Are we talking about warheads? Officer: We can't let that possibility aside. GDN(worried): Shouldn't our missile defense systems have taken care of them by now??? Officer: We don't know what happened... It is estimated that they will reach their targets in about 2 hours. GDN walked away, stressed, thinking on what to do. Just as things seemed to get better for a change, their lives and the lives of millions was at a stake. Zim looked at the old man, walking in circles holding his head like it was about to explode, and couldn't do anything other than feel really concerned about him. Zim(preoccupied): But... There's no way to stop it? Couldn't someone, like, shoot it off the sky? Officer: Shooting a nuke? Risky. GDN(turning attention towards them): Unless... Officer: What? GDN: Electromagnetic Pulse Missiles... Zim: That's it! Officer: We can only arm EMP missiles on jets. Our pilots aren't here, it would take a while just for them to get to the jets! GDN: I can pilot! Officer: No way! You are too old for that! GDN(angry): I DO NOT CARE! PREPARE THE JETS! Officer: Hmmf... Right away... While some soldiers were taking care of the crowd, GDN was getting ready to fly for the first time in 20 years. Hangar Crew Member: Are you sure about this? Jet technology has changed a lot after all these years... GDN: Flying a plane will always be like flying a plane. Mark my words. As GDN was about to climb inside the cockpit, Zim stopped him. Zim: GDN... I know we have had our issues... But I want you to know, that deep inside, you were my friend... More than that, almost like a father to me... GDN: Zim... Zim: It doesn't matter what happens there, I will always trust you GDN. GDN: And I will always do my best to match your trust. ((good thing Blue isn't in TCWB)) With that said, GDN entered the pilot seat and the windshield came down. Hangar Crew Member: Ok, pilot, your vehicle has been equipped with 4 heat-seeking EMP missiles. One should be enough to deactivate the warhead. You also have flares and cannon rounds to engage secondary targets. Just signal when ready for takeoff. GDN looked one last time at Zim, then signaled the crew to takeoff. Five seconds later, he was off the ground. As GDN approached the first device, he could feel chills down his spine. The thought of having four missiles for two targets made him calm down and direct himself towards the missile. As he aligned with the back of the nuke, a loud tone indicated that the target was locked on and ready for engaging. But his confidence turned into concern as the device deployed flares, sending the missile off the track. GDN approached the missile and began to lock on. Flight Control: GDN, what are you doing? You are too close to the warhead! GDN: It is deploying flares! I have to take a shot from up close or it won't connect! Flight Control: This is crazy! You should turn back... GDN turned the radio off. He couldn't afford someone lowering his confidence at a moment like that. He fired the other missile, and it hit the back engine, sending the device plummeting towards the ground and hitting it solid. Glad that it had worked, he proceeded to the next one. The other missile was the one heading for S?o Paulo. As GDN began tracking him, openings on the hull began deploying chaff countermeasures, making him lose his lock. GDN turned the radio back on and tried to contact the flight control: GDN: This is GDN, I have disabled one of the warheads but the other is preventing me from locking on! FC: What is it? GDN: It is deploying ECM! I can't get a lock! FC: Can't you wait until it's out? GDN: We don't have time! FC: Well, then I advise changing the missiles to FFAR (Forward Firing Aircraft Rocket) mode and try to hit it with that! As the flight control said that, everyone's faces behind him changed to fear, including Zim's. She grabbed the radio and talked to GDN: GDN: I can't do it! Zim: GDN, listen. GDN: Zim??? Zim: Remember when I told you you would always run from your problems? Well, I was wrong. You have proved that you are stronger than everyone else. Gosh, you are on a jet fighting a nuclear device! So do not give up, GDN, not now! We all need you... GDN stayed silent for a while, then showed some confidence on his face and changed the missiles to FFAR. He aligned the jet with the missile and fired one, but it went right next to the target. Not letting down, he went for another run and fired the other, but unfortunately it didn't connect. Everyone at the flight room changed their looks to one of sadness. GDN(dissapointed): Zim? Zim was busy trying to get over the thought of her imminent death. After all these years, all the work she did in order to finish the puzzle that was her past, was going to get lost, like a card castle struck by wind. It was all over... ...or so she thought. GDN changed to his cannon rounds and went for another pass. He aligned his aim with the missile's engine and fired until the screen showed an overheating warning. He ignored it and kept firing until it was blocked by the jet's security systems. The missile engine caught fire. That caught the flight control's attention: FC: GDN, what is that??? GDN(menacing): I'm taking this thing down in the air! FC: Don't do that!!! You will blow yourself! GDN: So be it! GDN went for another gunning round, making the engine explode. GDN closed his eyes and waited for the end. But it didn't come. As he opened his eyes and was about to collide with the missile, he quickly turned up and looked below him as the missile went towards a minor town. GDN(screaming): GO**********, NO, NO!!! He could only scream as the bomb hit the town and hid it in a flash of light and smoke. ((1/2 Ending Posts complete)) | 2012-06-06 21:20:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Wait, what about Rico? Is he confirmed dead or does that remain a secret? Also, waiting on Clay before I continue for Isaac (Not trying to rush ya though, Clay))) | 2012-06-06 21:56:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Wait, what about Rico? Is he confirmed dead or does that remain a secret? Also, waiting on Clay before I continue for Isaac (Not trying to rush ya though, Clay))) ((1/2 Ending Posts complete)) ................. | 2012-06-06 21:59:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| Michael fell to the floor, pain enveloping his entire body. He heard Edin screaming, his voice becoming quiet, distant. Jackson chuckled as a message announced the missiles were firing. “MICHAEL!” the female voice screamed once more, but now only accompanied by a slight throbbing. “Y-yes?” Michael asked, attempting to crawl up the rest of the stairs. “Ishmael is blocking your implants, there’s nothing I can do. You have to hurry!” she shrieked, causing Michael to flinch. At the same time, he heard Jackson lift something heavy (indicated by his loud grunting) and slam it onto a thick piece of metal. “Outside Faithville will do, by that rest stop,” Jackson said to himself while noisily typing on a keyboard. A slight humming could be heard, then a quick woosh. ((It’s the you-know-what Dragon.)) “I-ish-ishmael?” Michael inquired, dragging himself up two more steps. Footsteps could be heard, and Michael extended his arm, grabbing a leg. “Let go you ant!” Jackson yelled, apparently falling to the ground. With a quick jerk, Jackson freed himself and ran away. “Menacing blue guy. Wouldn’t want to invite him to a birthday party. Look, we have to stop the missiles!” the mysterious female ordered. “How,” Michael asked, reverting to his monotone voice as he pulled himself up. The next few moments were eerily silent, and Michael thought briefly. Who had shot him? Could it have been Isaac? Sure, he nearly killed him, but there had to be a better time for payback then that moment. “Replacement,” the female finally answered in a strangely sad tone. Michael froze, alien memories rushing into his head. The word was one he was familiar with. “Location?” Michael asked without missing a beat. “Main room. There’s a secret button, I’ll explain once you get there,” she explained. “Vision,” Michael said after thinking for a bit. “I got access to every camera in the city. Only problem will be if I forget my directions. Now go straight!” she half-responded half-yelled. Michael nodded and did as he was told. ---- Nick and Dmitri gave up stealth after realizing the basement was abandoned and were now running madly down the numerous halls. “So, recap: We’re going to start a timer to set off a bunch of explosions, then run and pray?” Dmitri asked, breathing quickly after every pause. He regularly skipped training, which was now showing. “Not sure if there’s a timer, but yeah pretty much,” Nick answered, causing Dmitri to pout. “That’s just fantastic Nick, bloody fantastic!” After a few more minutes, the pair arrived at a giant steel door, a keypad off to the side. If Hayes wasn’t a lying jack***, behind the thick steel was tons of explosives. They were intended to be used for the destruction of a failed fort, but the plan was cancelled at the last minute and the building ended up becoming a casino. Nick hastily typed into the keypad, and after a brief confirmation message popped up, the doors slid open. Nick and Dmitri froze on the spot. The room was completely empty. A huge, giant cave filled with air. “Hayes!” Nick screamed into his walkie-talkie. “There’s nothing here!” “What?!” Hayes responded with prominent confusion. “I said the explosives are a no-go!” Nick replied, his voice still loud. “Well, we could probably die over there,” Dmitri said to himself, planning a perfect death, but besides that, there was depressing silence. “Wait, Nick, something’s wrong!” Hayes said, confusion turned to worry. “I don’t see how it can get worse than this Hayes,” Nick responded, now slumped against a wall. A single light bulb illuminated his face, revealing a few tears. “No, Nick, they’re retreating!” Hayes stated. “But, the radars are picking up something. Get your *** up here soldier!” ---- Michael, with great effort, managed to remove a cup holder and press a button hidden beneath. Sliding could be heard nearby, and Michael began to make his way towards the noise. Upon presumably entering a new room, a fury of beeps and static could be heard, emitting from all directions. “You remember what to do?” the female said sadly, almost regretfully. “Yes,” Michael said, resting his hand on a breathing body. “Well then,” she said, as Michael felt a sad smile stick itself onto his face. “Goodbye Genesis,” Michael said, before ripping cords of out of her. It was a long, bloody process, but Michael finished the job. After throwing her lifeless body to the floor, he climbed onto the chair and removed his blindfold. He took a deep breath, enjoying the last few moments of freedom he would possess, then jabbed two cords into his eyes. It was painful, every part of his body hurt, but then something wonderful happened. He was in control, he was a god. He was blind no longer; his vision was now that of a virtual computer screen. But before he could let power corrupt his mind, he returned his attention to the missiles. Three of the missiles could have their course changed, but the others were older and could not. As much as he tried, there was no helping Sony or Hyrule City. They had their own defenses, so he would leave it up to them. The other three though, he intended to do something with. This was Michael realized a horrible truth. No matter where he sent the three EMAs, they would have devastating effects. Anything in the area would die or snap. There was only one area safe to detonate them all, and that was Faithville. Sure, there was still life within its walls, but the only few worth saving had most likely left by now. Not wanting to think on the subject long enough to have doubt arise, Michael changed the three missiles’ path to end at Faithville. A trio of radars showed a trio of small blips turning around, and heading back to whence they came. Michael said a prayer dedicated to himself and all his friends, and then an explosion was heard. Everything shook, and then another explosion was heard a few minutes later. The ceiling started to come apart, and Michael felt something heavy on his torso. Finally, the third missile detonated, and everything went dark. The power was gone, and Michael felt something crushing his entire body. He felt weak, he felt broken, but he was ready for what was to come. “Goodbye,” he said to himself before it all ended. ---- Nick and Dmitri met up with Hayes, who was gloomily looking out a window, on the third floor. Oliver and the other man decided to leave the fort moments earlier, so every living being within the building was now gathered. “Look,” Hayes said, slowly pointing towards Hyrule City. Nick and Dmitri did as were told and were suddenly filled with horror. Something huge was coming down. People were flooding out onto the roads. The screaming could be heard even from there. Then, there was a blinding white light. The buildings slowly began to collapse and a large shockwave shattered all the windows. The trio fell to the floor, the sound of the explosion nearly causing them to go deaf. Once they were sure it was safe, Nick was the first to look outside. The city was no more. What was once a beautiful, majestic skyline was now a pile of rubble. Sure, some buildings still stood, but not enough. Shortly after, Dmitri got up, then Hayes. They all had the same reaction, and they all began crying. Centuries of history, family, friends, all lost. They all held each other close and let loose, as sirens could be heard in the distance. Much to their shock, Sony ambulances began rushing to the city. Sony soldiers came not with guns, but with medical equipment. After an hour had passed, a man dressed in Helghast armor discovered the three and brought them to a hospital established in the lower floors of the fort. In the midst of great tradegy, two great foes had united. “What do we do now?” Nick asked, now sipping some coffee at a table in the cafeteria. Dmitri looked out the window, mindlessly munching on a pickle. Meanwhile, Hayes looked at his shaking hands, face still wet with tears. Yoshis flooded past them, mushrooms and 1-ups within the bags tied to their backs. Sony had won the fort, but they were using it to help Nintendo. It was a rare event, and not one Nick expected to see again in the future. “War’s coming Nicholas, and we’re just going to have to do what we’re told to,” Hayes sighed, now looking Nick in the eyes. “Will you be there to answer the call?” “I don’t care about what you guys are doing, I’m going home,” Dmitri announced before Nick could answer. He dramatically rose from his seat and waved at his two comrades before walking away. “I dunno Hayes, we’re going to have to see,” Nick said, answering Hayes’ question. Hayes nodded before standing up himself. “Well then Nick, it was a pleasure to serve with you,” he said with a salute before following Dmitri’s path. Nick waved goodbye then looked out the window as Dmitri had done. It was night by then, but smoke and fire could still be seen. There were reports of mad men attacking soldiers with sticks and stones, one case of a guy eating a woman’s face. There was some strange resemblance to Faithville, and Nick suspected that had something to do with it. But regardless, despite Sony’s current love and care, Nick knew bloodshed was on the horizon. This was a tragedy that temporarily united, not permanently. At this point though, Nick didn’t care. He had learned recently that life was short, and there was no point wasting it in a run-down cafeteria. He too then rose from his seat. He took one good look around, then left, hoping he would never have to return to the fort again. ((One more toast to go.)) | 2012-06-06 22:25:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((@gdn001: Yeah, I kind of look like an idiot now, I was just making sure if you were going to resolve that in the next post or not. xP)) ((EDIT: GREAT SCOTT, THE TURTLE'S SNIPED ME! Welp, best get reading. )) | 2012-06-06 22:26:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((EDIT: GREAT SCOTT, THE TURTLE'S SNIPED ME! Welp, best get reading. )) ((*reloads sniper* WHO'S NEXT?)) | 2012-06-06 22:31:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((2 more posts after this.)) Isaac fell to the floor, as he felt his own blood coarse through his body, propelling themselves to where the bullet had made it's new home in. The blood poured, and Isaac felt like screaming, but he didn't. All he could do that showed his feeling of pain and agony was by curling up, and when he tried spouting words, he couldn't. The pain was too unbearable. Isaac felt as his vision began blurring. This was, quite frankly, the end for him. How much time did he have left? Nothing more than ten minutes, he imagined. Suddenly, he watched as one of the three that were around him, who he presumed was Edin, came over to his side, trying his best to apply pressure to the wound with his coat. Isaac could see the coat beginning to change color, that of red. Isaac couldn't try focusing any more, as his brain felt like it was going to pop a nerve if he did any more. Isaac's head flopped back on the ground, only for a loud bang to be heard. He tried his best to tilt his head over, only to see as Michael fall to the floor too, with not Jackson, but Edin, pulling the trigger. It made no sense, none of it made any sense. He saw the scared, coffee-last-named person flee the premises, as Jackson began smiling. A click could be heard, which made Isaac's head snap away from being pointed at the door Edin went through, over to the crate, that had now, finally been opened. Only, Death was at his heel, and wouldn't even grant him the ability to simply see what it was, what Isaac risked his life time and time again for, to see what was concealed all that time. He could see Jackson place whatever-the-hell-it-was onto some shiny white device, and after hearing him requesting to send it out of Faithville, a vwoosh was heard, and it was gone. And Jackson was gone. And...Michael was gone. Isaac kept his hand pressed against Edin's coat, as the blood tried to escape his body. Isaac turned his body slightly, to see Michael simply walk off, as if nothing, absolutely nothing, had just happened. Isaac was starting to feel real queasy real quickly, and as he had been turning, he felt his phone drop out of his pocket. He reached his arm out, grabbing for the phone, and tried turning it on. Phone: "Warning: Low Battery" It didn't matter, as all Isaac needed was a couple minutes. He tried dialing Marcus, but no luck. He tried thinking, thinking who could help him, and then one name popped up in his head. Gabriel. His fingers fidgeted, trying to press down on the tiny numbers of the phone, starting to blurr into multiple white blobs. Upon finishing pressing all the numbers, Isaac dialed enter, desperately waiting for Gabriel to respond. Isaac: "Pick up, pick -gghnnh-up! .......... Gabriel: "Isaac, it's me." Isaac: "Gabriel, go-od...I need to- mff, tell you some- thh-ing. Gabriel: "What 'er you, on yer period or something? Spit it out!" Isaac: "No, fgt, I made it in- the Sega HQ. The crate- it's been- mmf- opened." Gabriel: "Why do I need to know this?" Isaac: "Shut- up, I've been- ..shot. Attacker got- away, *pant* he sent what was inside craate- out of city. I need you to-get it." Gabriel: Ooohh, no, no, no, no. Just 'cause I saved yer life, don't mean I'm simply gonna do whatever you beg 'n plea- Isaac: WE DON't HAVE THE TIME, AL- MFFF- RIGHT?! *pant* *pant* It's on some- device, sent to some sort of-landing pad, or something. Please, Gabriel. Gabriel: Goodness....well, do you have any idea what was inside it? Isaac: "No, except...they called it- Neptune." Gabriel: Whoa, whoa whoa, Neptune? Isaac: You- mff, heard of it? Gabriel: Just them ol' rumors. ......Fine, I'll go after it. Isaac: If the guy named Jack- ..son, get's to it same time as- you, don't, mff, worry. He's a weakling. Gabriel: Heh, alright. Seeya in hell Isaac. The call ended. Isaac tried giving Heather a call as he bled out, but there was no answer. He waited in silence, waiting for the suffering to end, and it would. But not from his own bleeding out, but three nuclear missiles, that he could hear roar loudly in the sky, before they violently crashed down, making everything suddenly go black. Isaac Knowles ceased to exist. | 2012-06-06 23:13:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Alrighty, here it is, Heather's final post for The Console Wars: Blackout. If you missed the last post on Page 49, I suggest you read it, as it's Isaac's last post, and is pretty important.)) Heather jammed the door back to it's original position, as she rushed into the cramped roadside bathroom. She flipped part of the door knob over to the side, trying to keep it locked, to keep her away from the Blackout soldiers waiting right outside the restroom. The door wouldn't hold very long, yet the soldiers didn't seem to be in a huge rush. Heather tried scanning the compact room she was now stuck in. A window. Her way out. If only it was that simple. When trying to lift the glass blockade upwards, her attempt was futile, as it refused to go up. The clear super glue that was visible around the edges was her hint as to why she wasn't making any progress. So that meant only one thing. No way out. Even if she was able to break through the window, the land near the road was all clear, no trees or any true form of cover. She wouldn't get very far before being shot like a fish in a barrel. Heather crammed her arm down into her pocket, trying to reach for her phone. Agent Viper: "Ma'am, this is the Microsoft Police. We have evidence pointing you towards spying on us for Sony. Come out now, and we'll give you a fair trial." It was all bull. Heather wasn't a spy, those agents weren't Microsoft, and there was no chance in hell she'd get a trial, whether fair or unfair. Heather was going to first try dialing up Isaac, but it was no use, considering she never got his number when he was able to snatch up a new phone when in Faithville. When she ended up trying to think who to call, who to seek help from before the Blackout agents kick the door open and take her away. Heather looked at recent calls, and Kate's name was there. She didn't think it was going to be pleasant calling Kate, but she had no choice, and waited nervously for her to pick up. Blackout Agent: "Sir, she's trying to call someone!" Agent Viper: "You, go cut out the power lines!" Heather proceeded by pressing the phone between her shoulder and ear, as she used both arms to push against the top of the toilet, breaking it off from the wall, getting in the way of the door. She tried to ignore the water that started spilling out. That's when Heather noticed a vent placed over to the side of the toilet. She tried prying off the ventilation door, cutting her fingernails into what felt like talons, as the call started. Kate: "Heather, I told you to leave me alone." Heather: "Listen Kate, this isn't a time to argue-" *panicking* Kate: "Oh, but it was a perfect time before." Heather: "That isn't what- I meant, alright? I'm sorry, but ******* it Kate, I need you to help me right now. There are Blackout troops right outside." Kate: "Wait, what?!" Heather was able to open the door, and enter the vent, as the guards tried pushing the broken toilet out of the way, attempting to open the door, as water started to spill outside of the bathroom, onto the floors of the diner. As she entered the vent, she put the vent door back on the outside, as she tried moving forward. Kate: "Wh- where are you right now?" Heather: "I'm at a roadside diner, right near a truck stop. It's called 'Vanilla Bean'." Heather could hear the door slam open, with guards starting to pile into the bathroom. Heather: "I don't have much time, I just- Kate: "WHAT the HELL?" Heather: "Kate, what is it?" *still panicking some* Kate: "It's closing out of everything on my computer, and something's installing." Before Kate's eyes, all kinds of files started uploading onto her computer. Although it wasn't supposed to be a virus, but a message. A message about Blackout. Information of the past, the present, and the future. At what seemed like the speed of light, all kinds of things started popping up, missile plans, heat maps, base information, and agent profiles. One name passed by Kate's eyes though that she automatically locked on, right before her computer, nay, her entire system completely shut down by the sheer overload of things, frying plenty of her technology. Heather could hear the Blackout guards talking, knowing that she was in the vents. She tried to keep crawling forward in the dark, tight corners, with her phone still pressed against her. Kate: "Blackout files, they've b..ing upl-..ded on..to m.. com..p..er..." Heather: "Kate, the signal's screwing up!" Kate: "Wai...th..re's.....som...ne....n....h..re....oh... .god" Heather: "Kate, hurry, what is it?" She could hear as the guards were easily beginning to pry to the door open. Kate: "He..th..r...y.uo...we.re......r..g.....it.......-co..." Heather: "What, who is working for Blackout?" Kate: "...c-...co" Heather: "Kate, I can't understand what it is?" Kate: "....c-c--cc----cc- CCCCHHHHHHHHH" The sound of static was all that remained, and Heather heard as behind her, the vent doors had been opened, and one of the agents started crawling in. Heather fearfully tried squirming forward, but was met by a dead end. She heard and then felt as a Blackout agent crawled her way, dragging her by her legs, bringing her out of the vent. She screamed as loud as she could as the agent dragged her, but it was no use, no-one was there to hear her scream. ((Best start writing out my final post then..)) | 2012-06-07 18:42:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((Wait, Y U NO SEND TO ME FOR MASSIVE FINAL POST?)) | 2012-06-07 19:00:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Wait, Y U NO SEND TO ME FOR MASSIVE FINAL POST?)) ((Heather's last post was my second-to-last post for Blackout. My plan is to start writing out my final post, THEN I'd send it to you.)) ((Also, Blackout roundup's done, sent it to you-know-who. Beginning to revise it, and will add in mega final post details once it's out there.)) | 2012-06-07 19:04:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| Kate: "He..th..r...y.uo...we.re......r..g.....it.......-co..." Heather: "What, who is working for Blackout?" Kate: "...c-...co" Heather: "Kate, I can't understand what it is?" Kate: "....c-c--cc----cc- CCCCHHHHHHHHH" ((Who else does she know has a name that ends with co? COME ON HEATHER, USE YOUR WORLD WAR III STARTING BRAIN.)) | 2012-06-07 19:13:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((Writing my last post and sending to Merc.)) | 2012-06-07 20:27:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((SO HERE IT IS, THE FINAL POST OF GLORY AND EPICNESS. Also, each post is separated by a double line.)) News Reporter: "Yesterday the entire population of Sony was left in shock as they watched the city of Petropolis get blown up by a nuclear device. It is estimated that more than 600.000 lives were lost in the event. The responsibility for the explosion is being investigated further. GDN's sudden exit during his Public Announcement might have had something to do with the event, but both the Commander and Zim Invader's locations are unknown. It remains to be seen how GDN's campaign will be affected." A boat approaches the coastline casino, hidden by the shadows of the rainy night. The casino lights contrast with the darkness of the black sea. The boat stops by a large sewer exit by the shore. Two dark figures move on top if it, one climbing onto the entrance while the other scouts the area. Zim(whispering): No guards in sight... GDN: Good. This will provide for a clean getaway. Zim: Are you sure you don't want me to go too? GDN: Sorry, but I have personal matters to settle with the... "Commander". Zim: Hey, I want to kick his *** as much as you do! GDN(serious): Zim, promise me you will stay put! Zim: But... GDN: And if something bad happens, don't think twice and get away as quick as possible! Zim: Hmmpft... Will do. GDN: Good girl. With all instructions given, GDN entered the casino's sewer system. The ex-commander was at the restaurant, having a reunion with a bunch of people who seemed like Blackout officials. The entire place was crowded with his personal mercenaries. Everything seemed just fine, until something rolled under the tables, catching the guards' attention. As they approached it, it was too late to get away from the explosion that would engulf them next. This startled everyone in the restaurant, making all guards ready their weapons and the officers stand up and look at the smoke. GDN(coming from the smoke): COMMANDER! Your duty's over! Commander(menacing): GDN! I must admit, you must have some guts to come all the way over here... To bad you didn't have the brains to realize this was a stupid decision... GDN: Was it you that set up the nukes? Commander: That? No, but I wish it was... And you, still haven't realized... GDN: Realized what? Commander: FIRE!!! GDN rushed to cover as all guards opened fire towards him. He started shooting back as the officers walked their way to the emergency exit. GDN: Oh, NOT TODAY! GDN ran towards the commander, spraying his rifle onto any guard he could get his eyes on, and tackled him, sending them both through a large window and a floor below. The commander got his pistol out, but GDN quickly slapped it out of his hand and headbutted him. He retaliated by kicking him away and rushing into the elevator. GDN followed him onto the other elevator. As the door opened, GDN found himself on the roof under a heavy storm. The commander was boarding a small helicopter right ahead. He waved to GDN before getting onto his seat. GDN: Oh no you don't! GDN ran towards the helicopter and grabbed the landing gear as it lifted off the roof. He climbed to the pilot seat and used his own gun to force him to land, but the commander attempted to grab it from the passenger seat. While fighting for hold of the gun, many shots were fired, a last one hitting the pilot and sending the helicopter plummeting down the roof as GDN still tried to control it, but only managing to abruptly land on the roof. All went black. GDN woke up hanging from the edge of the broken glass ceiling, right above a giant statue pointing a spear upwards. He turned himself around and found the crashed helicopter in flames. He exhaled a breath of relief, but it didn't last long as the commander appeared from the middle of the flames. Half of his face and body completely burned. GDN: No... It can't be... The commander lounged at him, grabbing a shard of glass and directing it towards GDN's neck. He was holding it, but his strength was running out. The commander grinned menacingly, but before he could end GDN's life, he pulled the commander over him, sending him falling right on top of the spear and GDN himself dropping to the ground below. As he tried to overcome the pain from the high drop, he could see the old commander impaled by the giant spear. GDN then tried to get up, but only managed to look ahead of him as his vision started to fade. Zim's silhouette running towards him was the last thing he could see. News Reporter: "It was confirmed that Sony's ex-commander was killed at a seaside Casino near S?o Paulo. Witnesses reported explosions and gunfire, but no one got a clear view of the hitman. The ex-commander was being accused of betraying Sony to Blackout. In other news, three bodies have been found in the rubble of the event center. Two of them seem to be Microsoft agents while the third has been related to SSO agent Rico Martinez." Location: Blackout Bunker, Phoenix, Arizona. Time: 3:48 a.m. The helicopter landed at the designated location, in Arizona's capital city, only it wasn't right where all the attention was at of course. Johnathan opened the door of the heli, and proceeded by jumping down on the hard concrete below. He continued forward, until arriving shortly, at a security door. He entered the correct code, and was met by a Blackout Guard, dressed up like some sort of mechanic. Blackout Guard: "How is one known as the Menace of the North?" Johnathan: "It is he who tames the Iron Horse." Blackout Guard: "Alright, just gotta make sure. Identification please." Johnathan proceeded by handing forward his Blackout ID card, with a picture of his face planted right onto it, along with his name and other details. Johnathan: "Commander Johnathan Trico, Agent Lemmings informed me about a prisoner taken in several days ago. I wish to begin the interrogation process." Blackout Guard: "On what grounds?" Johnathan: "I'm in charge of the investigation of Seera Ihkrov, and I've helped with relations to Sega, this might have something to do with him." Blackout Guard: "Alright then. Come right on in." Johnathan nodded, and walked into the building, following the Blackout Guard to where the prisoners were being kept. Johnathan looked over to see people practically slaughtered, as they waited for their next torture session, as flies and other bugs gathered around, feeding off the exposed wounds on their arms, legs and back. Because Herbert hadn't been tortured yet, he looked in great condition, compared to everyone else, albeit scared senseless. Johnathan stood in front of the room he was being held in, and looked at him, through the transparent doors, and pointed his finger. Johnathan: "Mr. Cavenger, please join me in Interrogation Room B." The Blackout Guard, standing right behind Johnathan, moved over, opening the door, as Herbert was led to the interrogation room Johnathan had stated. As they entered, the guard closed the door behind them, as Mr. Cavenger sat down while Johnathan stood up, in a room with each and every wall in that room being a 2-way mirror. Johnathan: "Hello, Herbert Cavenger. My name is Johnathan, and I work for the government." Herbert Cavenger: "Everyone knows that's crap. What're you going to do with me?" Johnathan: "Now now, all I want is some answers. A while back, someone had succeeded in smuggling in a crate, resembling that of a past terrorist group called 'Ascension'."* Johnathan: "This person sent it to your next-door neighbor, Isaac Knowles. Before we could find out who this was though, all camera footage was wiped. We...have our own beliefs on who it is, but that's not the point. The*point is....we believe you have footage. But, in order to break through that footage, we need to get past an encryption key." Herbert Cavenger: I don't know what you're talking about. Johnathan: "Hmm...alright, I see where this is going. Okay, you've got five seconds, to tell me what the password is, or, I can make things a bit more...persuasive." Johnathan stuffed his hand into one of his pockets for a second, and pulled out a swiss army knife. Johnathan: "Five..." Herbert: "Please, I don't know what you're talking about" Johnathan: "Four.......three......two...." Herbert: You've got the wrong g-" Johnathan: "One." Johnathan preceded by lunging the knife down into Herbert's hand, causing blood to quickly ooze out, as he pulled it out of the messy wound in his palm. He started yelping in pain, like a dog who was slowly being run over by a car. Johnathan: "You've got one more chance, Mr. Cavenger. You can make a lot of people happy." Herbert: "I...I- can't." Johnathan: That's too bad." Johnathan continued by stabbing his knife into the old man's leg, making him, once again, screech and bleed. Johnathan: "Hmm...this doesn't seem to do the trick." Johnathan proceeded by taking out a whip, which he quickly lashed at the floor, getting closer to Herbert. Herbert: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you......" *whimpering* Johnathan: "Tell me the encryption code. Now." Herbert: "7724396." Johnathan: "Good." Johnathan exited the room, and went over to the Blackout Guard that had let him in, who was standing by a team at the computers. Johnathan: "Which computer has the encrypted footage on it?" Blackout Guard: *pointing to computer* "This one." Johnathan: "The access code is 7724396." The person sitting at the computer entered the code in, and the footage began playing. Blackout Guard: "It worked." Johnathan: "Shut up, shut up." *talking quickly* At first, there was nothing out of the ordinary. all that was visible with Isaac's house, but then a figure showed up, arriving at Isaac's house. The face wasn't showing up, but they saw as he got the crate out of a bag he was carrying, shoving it into one of the bushes near Isaac's door. Johnathan: "Cmon....show yourself." The messenger turned around, and started walking out of the driveway, keeping his face concealed. But all it took was for him to turn his head one brief second, not noticing that Herbert was recording him at that time. Johnathan: "Quick, pause it. Now, do a facial recognition test." Computer Person: "I'll do my best." Suddenly, multiple faces started popping up on the right end of the computer, with names showing up as well. As the face was clearing up, the faces were changing slower and slower, until stopping at one. Blackout Guard: "Dear God....it's him. ....Johnathan?" Johnathan: "Son of a *********! Alright, kill the old man, we got what we wanted. As for this, alert all other Blackout Commanders. CODE RED ALERT, SEERA IHKROV IS STILL ALIVE! I REPEAT, SEERA IHKROV IS STILL ALIVE!" Edin left the headquarters and just kept running. He didn't want to turn around. He just wanted to run. Run away from what he did to one of his only friends. He continued to run when he noticed something on the street. It was Spike! Spike somehow made it all the way to Faithville. Edin knelt down and picked Spike up. "Hey there little fella. Long time no see," Edin said. "..." "Oh that's right, you're a turtle," Edin reminded himself. Spike reminded Edin of Michael. It brought good memories. Memories that were much needed right now. Edin decided to do what he would of always done if Michael was to ever die. Edin picked up Spike, and began the long journey back home. With a long lost friend, of course. Gabriel hopped out of a car he had “borrowed” and walked up to a rest stop, which was the only place he was aware that had a platform of any sort. His prediction turned out to be true when he rounded a corner and found a hovering, white thingimcbob. “So, you’re that famous Neptune, huh?” Gabriel said to himself as he walked up to the open crate. Before he could remove the contents however, a gun was pressed up against his head. “I would strongly advise against that,” a stuck-up Yankee voice said. Gabriel, without hesitation, turned around and kneed the man in the crotch. “You that Jackson fella?” Gabriel asked, taking out his revolver and putting it up against the mysterious assailant’s heart. Despite the sun now rising over the mountains, it was too dark to get a good look at the man’s face. “Why hello there,” Jackson responded, his bright teeth visible while the rest of his face was not. He attempted to kick Gabriel in the leg but ended up missing. Gabriel smirked briefly before lowering his firearm and head butting Jackson. “Now, you listen closely partner. You might have noticed that Faithville is now a smokin’ crater, pretty much killin’ everything in there. Before that happened though, a friend o’ mine told me to get this crate. I was always one to honor last wishes, so I’ll take my leave now, and if you want to live, listen even closer,” Gabriel said as menacingly as he could to Jackson, who was now on the ground. “If you dare chase me, if you dare come after me, I won’t hesitate to put a bullet in your head. We clear?” Jackson nervously nodded, satisfying Gabriel, who bent down and snatched Jackson’s pistol. After that, he collected the crate and threw it into the back of his “borrowed” vehicle, while Jackson stood there, dumbfounded. As Gabriel hopped into the front seat and drove away, Jackson noticed a Nintendo patrol was running towards him, guns drawn. The last thing he saw before the cuffs went around his hands was Gabriel firing his gun into the orange sky, laughing like a man with newfound freedom. “Okay, here's what's going to happen. You can slap on that ventilator, and cut my ****ing arm off before I die-” She reached for the oxygen mask so she could begin the procedure as fast as possible, yet Dynamo sharply knocked it away. “But, before you do that, there's something I need to know. And I need to know that, whatever words spill out of my mouth next, whatever answers I request, you give to me. No delusion, no deceit. A hundred percent honesty. Can you do that for me?” “I-I don't think I can-” “Can you do that for me?” His tone was stronger now, increasingly desperate but unwavering. She looked down to find her palm embedded with marks from his fingernails, now digging deep into her flesh and holding it in place. His life depended on what her bloodied lips would utter next. “Ziggy?” Using her name sent her over the edge. She was falling. “What did the words on the statue say?” She jolted to a halt. “This plaque commemorates...” Her collar had snagged on a boulder. “After they changed.” The boulder crumbled. “How do you know-” She hit the water. “We don't have much time.” She began to drown. Ziggy spoke in a voice that didn't belong to her. Altered not by smog, nor dust, nor the simultaneously foreign yet familiar taste of blood. A voice she had tried to imitate many a time, but failed comically at. The dark, rumbling tones of a male, pilfered only by an out of place Mancunian lilt.* “Beware the one of skin so pale, Beneath the ice lies lethal scales.” Crumbling debris, rope and smoke came down into the atrium, throwing off quite a few of the many guards that were stationed to protect it, with Alexa and Jason sliding down the rappel and them unloading into whoever they could hit within distance while keeping their momentum sliding down. Erin and Eve followed close behind, firing off their weapons and supressing the others that they could see, and them all landing close by in the smoke laid down on the atrium floor. They all sprinted through it for the nearest cover as the Blackout kept returning fire towards them as they tried to move solo towards the south end of the atrium, right by Eric's office, but it proved to be too difficult, with the smoke clearing and the Blackout guards outnumbering them too heavily. "There's too many of them!" "They're diminishing, just keep at it!" "Are you kidding? The barracks are right under us, they just keep coming." "What do you suggest then?" Alexa scanned the room as more shots came towards her, and drew her attention towards the steps leading to the room to the left of her position, which she figured to be Eric's office. "Cover me, i'm making a run for Eric's office!" "Are you mad?" "We're not getting through these guys anytime soon, just cover me!" She slung the DMR over her shoulder and started to run for the steps as the others in her squad stood up and tried to draw the fire of the blackout guards. Alexa sprinted faster than she thought she could, bullets landing right at her feet and around her as she started hopping up the stairs 2 at a time and crashing through the door, hitting the ground as a round punctured her left abdomen and Eric rose from his seat and approached, with his knife in hand. "Look who has the upper hand now." His arm jabbed down towards her just as she managed to roll to the left and dodge the blade, then getting up on her feet and blocking out the pain of the shot. "Now you don't." "We'll see about THAT" Eric passed his knife into the other hand and lunged forth at Alexa, as she reached for her own knife and batted off Eric's knife, making a small incision on his hand and making him put it back into his other hand and reach for a pistol, which Alexa quickly managed to bat out of his hand and swing a left hook at his head in vain as he ducked and kicked a leg out from under her, and making her tumble to the floor. Eric reached down for his pistol and clearly a face of rage while he aimed down at Alexa, but she had already made a break for behind his desk. "YOU CAN'T WIN ALEXA!" Trying to prove him wrong, she pulled a pistol out her holster and peeked her head and arm out from the desk right where Eric was aiming, making a bullet land right in her shoulder, and causing her to restrain a scream and gasp for air. "Just give up now." She ignored him, and instead tried to search around for anything that she could use to patch her wounds within reach, but nothing came up. She'd almost given up, but among her surroundings was her left arm, her father's bracer still around her forearm. It's my only chance now. What did Mom always say? 'He could focus that certain energy using his arm and a bracer.' Let's try it then... Alexa put her head back and closed her eyes, trying to 'focus' whatever this energy was into her arm, and after a few seconds she started to feel the blood racing through her arm, and the power surging in her wrist. Well, here goes... She moved around to her right and stood up, only one idea in mind, and that being 'unleash'. She held her arm out and simply pushed out the energy she could, causing a massive shockwave and blowing the both of them and the desk back against the wall. She awoke again, head throbbing now being added to her list of pain, and a gun pointed right to her face and the office in massive disarray. She could barely manage to stay alive in the pain that she had ensued in Eric's company, but she still tried to find a way to fight back, but it was futile. Alexa was completely drained of energy, and slowly bleeding out. “Just... do it.” “Don't worry, I'm just waiting for you to wake up fully so you feel it. It was an impressive display with those powers of yours; just too bad you don't know how to use it right.” Had she the power, she would fight back, and she almost felt like punching Eric right where it hurt with what she had left, but instead she spotted something out of the corner of her eye: a switch. Ignoring Eric for another second, all she could think to do at this point was to crawl her way over and flip it, then hope for the best. Eric would have none of it, and walked over to where she escaped to on the other end of the room, and pinned her down with one foot on her back. “You really are becoming a nuisance, you know that? I've had just about enough of this.” His gun was loaded, pointed at the back of Alexa's head, and she herself was rendered completely immobile and in pain. Eric's finger was right on the trigger, when a glowing blade extended from the darkness, and drew his attention for a split second before the handler of the blade was revealed. It was Mercuy, and by the time Eric had identified him there was already a sword being driven through his chest and pinning him to the wall, but it didn't stop Alexa's vision from turning black, and her heart from beating slower and slower. “Alexa! ALEXA! DON'T YOU DIE ON ME...” Alexa's head shot up with a jolt, slamming it right against Jason's forehead and causing him to fall back into the desert sand next to the others and grimace in a relatively small amount of agony, and Alexa just falling back onto the seats she had been placed on. “Welcome back to reality Alexa; glad you came back with a bang.” “What were you doing?” “CPR.” “...” “Oh, grow up.” | 2012-06-08 07:06:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((I was waiting for GDN to tie a rope-like object around the commander's neck, then break the glass ceiling, then use the body to swing onto one of the floors, then have a smoke right then and there.)) | 2012-06-08 07:35:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| ((The only qualms I have with that final post, is that the commander lounged at GDN )) | 2012-06-08 10:57:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| ((Well, great job everyone, it sure was a blast.)) ((Time for TCW5 to think about now. )) | 2012-06-08 11:52:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208 |
| ((I was waiting for GDN to tie a rope-like object around the commander's neck, then break the glass ceiling, then use the body to swing onto one of the floors, then have a smoke right then and there.)) ((Would be too "unoriginal" ))((The only qualms I have with that final post, is that the commander lounged at GDN ))((I swear that's how they called it in the Wolwerine game... Well, replace it with pounce or charge)) ((Anyway, remember when we posted each character's theme song? Now I post my "ending theme song", and if you have something in mind I invite you to post it too. ))http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpsMVxcxF98 | 2012-06-08 14:50:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891 |
| ((Would be too "unoriginal" )) ((I swear that's how they called it in the Wolwerine game... Well, replace it with pounce or charge)) ((Anyway, remember when we posted each character's theme song? Now I post my "ending theme song", and if you have something in mind I invite you to post it too. ))http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpsMVxcxF98 ((probably a typo of lunged then)) | 2012-06-08 16:50:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078 |
| Easy. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpTDAow4XU8 | 2012-06-09 07:48:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250 |
| "The three are at war again, but Blackout has been decimated, and Eric killed." "He was expendable, and he fulfilled his role. ...Let the three fight, and in the meantime prepare the armies and be ready for the invasion." "Yes sir." ((You guys know what it's time for now.)) (https://lbpcentral.lbp-hub.com/index.php?t=71308-The-Console-Wars-V-Sign-ups) http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr79/UltimateClay/TheConsoleWar5OfficialBanner.png | 2012-06-09 19:45:00 Author: Merc Posts: 2135 |
| ((Ooooh snap son.)) | 2012-06-09 20:04:00 Author: Testudini Posts: 3262 |
| Oooh. Ending songs. This is Ziggy's. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bftTUAIVMUQ | 2012-06-14 02:29:00 Author: abyssalassassin Posts: 717 |
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