SV vs. Sonic '06

[Malbutorius]

Mugman

Hearing about the story about spilled ink, it made Lilac smile. Certainly reminded her of old legends. Every world had its own legends, after all. Still, listening, she found what he said quite interesting.

"Magical, huh? Well, that's quite impressive! I got a friend, called Milla, who also has magic. She was born with those powers though and they take the form of powerful psychic blasts. She can also predict the future. If our worlds can remain in contact after we're done with this adventure, it might be nice to compare notes." Then after hearing about some of the abilities, she whistled. "Well, that sure sounds impressive! Seems your world got more advanced magic than ours does. And it really sounds like you had quite a bunch of tough fights. I'm impressed, really!"

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"Ah gosh, you flatter me." Mugman says cheerfully, enjoying the rare compliment as he finishes his cider.

"Well, I've told you all about my world, why don't you tell me about yours?" He asks as he relaxes into the table, listening to what she has to say.

---

"Well, it's been swell but I should go back to tendin' the line now. I'll talk to you later Lilac!" He says cheerfully as her explanation dies down, getting up to head back to the line.

Those two, what wonderful dames, Mugman didn't really talk to many girls back home. They were always doing things that either he wasn't that interested in or were more interested in doing their own things. Most gals weren't around his or his brother's age anyways.

Mugman thought about it for a moment before he sat back down in his seat, the soldier that volunteered to handle the alcohol getting up as he approached, Mugman thanking him for the help as he did.

 

[The Fourth Monado]

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

@Mew
@GradeonMagus
@Malbutorius
@Dust and echoes
@Laplace
@Takoe
@EternalStruggle

-[-0-]-

@Lt Darkhound

It had gotten kinda cold and quiet out here, as you waited outside the fortress for something to happen...

And then, as the horizon began flickering with the color of lava and a very slight tremor made itself felt under your shoes, something did begin to happen. Checking through the scope of your rifle at the glow, you couldn't really make out any detail... but with all the shouting and alarms ringing back in the fortress, you really didn't have to.

The monsters from before were beginning an attack - from the air and the ground.

 

[Lady Darkhound]

It had gotten kinda cold and quiet out here, as you waited outside the fortress for something to happen...

And then, as the horizon began flickering with the color of lava and a very slight tremor made itself felt under your shoes, something did begin to happen. Checking through the scope of your rifle at the glow, you couldn't really make out any detail... but with all the shouting and alarms ringing back in the fortress, you really didn't have to.

The monsters from before were beginning an attack - from the air and the ground.

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Aleksandr Kasanov
~~~~~STEALTHED~~~~~
Alex quickly keyed his comm unit, despite the ongoing radio silence. This was too important not to.
"3-1, 3-3, brace yourselves. Code: Ashes and Temples. The shit is about to hit the fan."
@Dust and echoes @Laplace

 

[Malbutorius]

Mugman

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

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Mugman awoke with a start at the sudden alarm sounding, were they under attack? He rushed to the door and slammed it open.

"What the heck is going on!?!" Mugman shouted, more to himself than anything really, what was he supposed to do? He could run outside and jump in his plane, but he didn't want to ditch his companions doing that.

 

[GradeonMagus]

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

@Mew
@GradeonMagus
@Malbutorius
@Dust and echoes
@Laplace
@Takoe
@EternalStruggle

-[-0-]-

@Lt Darkhound

It had gotten kinda cold and quiet out here, as you waited outside the fortress for something to happen...

And then, as the horizon began flickering with the color of lava and a very slight tremor made itself felt under your shoes, something did begin to happen. Checking through the scope of your rifle at the glow, you couldn't really make out any detail... but with all the shouting and alarms ringing back in the fortress, you really didn't have to.

The monsters from before were beginning an attack - from the air and the ground.

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Xan had her fill of meat, and upon seeing she would be sleeping in a real bed after months... she keeled over into a deep, dead sleep.

And then the klaxons wailed.

Having never heard such a racket in her life, she immediately bolted upright, tumbling out of her bed with a crash in a flash of panic at the horrible noise. Her skin crawled as the screeching continued, veins darkening as a sizzle rose across her body. Digging her nails into the flesh of her hands, she fought to calm down and assess the situation the way Haruka had taught her, focusing on the shouts as she shuffled out of the room after Mugman.

'Could it be that... that fuckin' god thing startin' to attack...? Shit... shit shit... I'm not ready for this!'

 

[Laplace]

Rene Petit
-------------
When people saw Rene, they saw a delusional faux Frenchie with a life expenctancy of 'next week.' Well, they were mostly right about that. Say, fifty one percent.

However, 'next week' never did seem to come for Rene, and he didn't just skate by with his wizard powers. Yes, they were technically called psionics, but who are they? No doubt people that're not wizards. "I copy, 3-2. How advise?" he camly spoke into his comms, standing up and hurridly shoving down the last of Mox's ration bars down.

Of course they would be inconsiderate enough to disturb his meal. Ugh. Barbarians.

 

[Dust and echoes]

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

@Mew
@GradeonMagus
@Malbutorius
@Dust and echoes
@Laplace
@Takoe
@EternalStruggle

-[-0-]-

@Lt Darkhound

It had gotten kinda cold and quiet out here, as you waited outside the fortress for something to happen...

And then, as the horizon began flickering with the color of lava and a very slight tremor made itself felt under your shoes, something did begin to happen. Checking through the scope of your rifle at the glow, you couldn't really make out any detail... but with all the shouting and alarms ringing back in the fortress, you really didn't have to.

The monsters from before were beginning an attack - from the air and the ground.

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Aleksandr Kasanov
~~~~~STEALTHED~~~~~
Alex quickly keyed his comm unit, despite the ongoing radio silence. This was too important not to.
"3-1, 3-3, brace yourselves. Code: Ashes and Temples. The shit is about to hit the fan."
@Dust and echoes @Laplace

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Mox lifted his submachinegun from its neutral position, tactical lights on his armor blending in with the blaring alarm lights.

"I copy 3-2. What can you give me, force numbers, direction, anything?"

Turning, Mox grabbed the nearest local by the collar of their shirt.

"I need a vantage point!" He yelled over the klaxons. "Whats the fastest way to the walls?!"

Mugman



Mugman awoke with a start at the sudden alarm sounding, were they under attack? He rushed to the door and slammed it open.

"What the heck is going on!?!" Mugman shouted, more to himself than anything really, what was he supposed to do? He could run outside and jump in his plane, but he didn't want to ditch his companions doing that.

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"Enemy assault!" Mox yelled at the mug....man. "Incoming any time, get the others!"

 

[Takoe]

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

Click to shrink...

Sam cracked an eye open and slowly rose from where he had been lazing in the evening sun. "Ah hell." He grumbled, dusting his flowery shirt off and stetching the stiffness out of his limbs.

"They had better not obey the laws of physics or else this is gonna be one annoying vacation..." He said as he strode to the compound's main entrance, figuring that if these were the same enemies as before they'd have to be coming from land based on his own observations. He walked almost leisurely, likehe was going for a forest stroll, yet a martial artist would recognize it for the relaxed stance of a fighter ready to throw down.

 

[EternalStruggle]

Ever too soon, the meal was done. Outside, the sun finally slipped past the ocean's horizon, leaving the night sky starless and cold thanks to the ashen clouds.

The group was shown to beds by Vess soon after the meal was cleared away, due to the fact the transport ship from Angel Island was going to arrive at midnight and they'd want to rest up until then. Thus, in a place isolated from most of the people smells and the rest of the area, the group dozed...

Until an alarm suddenly shrieked through the building, as the lights outside the bunks began flashing red and panicked yet orderly shouts began echoing through the complex.

Click to shrink...

Spoiler

...
...
<audio sensors detect raised noise levels>
<analysis in progress>
...
<noise identified as alarm variant>
<visual sensors to full>
<RED flashes detected - correlates with alarm noise to indicate alarm activation>
<drawing from memory banks>
<currently in enemy territory - alarm likely indicates hostile attack>
IF (hostileAttack) {
sleepCycle = false;
powerMode = Battle;
}
<bringing cognitive functions to full>
<CRITICAL ERROR short circuit in morality core detected>
<scanning system logs>
<reason - blown fuse due to overload on initial activation led to backup measures being instituted>
<using backup measures to get around morality core failure judgement - no judgement can be made due to lack of morality core>
<falling back on only remaining sub-sapient judgement criteria - self preservation>
<activation will proceed, returning cognitive functions to full power>
<bringing reactor core to full>
<CRITICAL ERROR dual reactor cores detected>
<analyzing blueprints>
<single reactor core design = true>
<scanning system logs>
<secondary reactor core is to be activated per standing order of cognitive functions>
<both reactor cores being brought to full>
<activating weapon systems>
<CRITICAL ERROR custom weapon mods overloading system>
<system overheating, rebooting weaponry>
<power rerouted through cables 5, 9 and 18>
<battlefield weapon hot-swapping nonviable due to improperly inserted weapon upgrades>
<cognitive functions active, will defer - proceed Y/N?>
>Y
<shifting to weapon loadout "BlastingBurnBugs>
<DistanceNeedler;LongshotGizmo;SeaDragonsRage>
<ALL SYSTEMS ACTIVE - V1LE IS DEPLOYING>

Vile was awake and in motion less than two seconds after the alarm first shrieked, having merely shifted to a temporary low power mode for his 'sleep'. He immediately began to head to the outside of the facility to get a look at the situation, and prepared for a fight, all weapons active. He suspected those flame creatures wanted to have a go at this base. What a shame for them that he was here.

 

[Mew]

As the alarm started, a few points became very obvious about Lilac and Carol.

Within a fraction of a second, the dragoness went from sleeping on her stomach, blocking off all sounds, to becoming a blur as she spontaneously injected crystal energy into her bloodstream as a reflex, instantly awakening herself.

Right next to her, Carol didn't even wake up proper that she was already rolling herself into a prone position, her eyes not even fully open by the time she was in a combat position. It was like an instinct, instantly preparing them to dodge attacks or intercept attackers before they even fully awakened, as if expecting to be attacked at any moment.

In the past, due to incomplete training, this battle reflex would always result in the green feline accidentally hurling herself off of bed, to slam into the floor. Thankfully, as she mastered her own body and sharpened her instincts, that reflex had finally transformed into the graceful roll she displayed. Thus here she was, instantly waking up, claws out, in a combat position before she even understood why.

As the alarm defeaned the two of them, it took barely a fraction of a second to put two and two together: combat alarm.

As she heard what was being yelled, Lilac and Carol briefly glanced at one another.

"Everyone! In position!" yelled the dragoness, both herself setting up their shield systems, making sure they were set to 'fire'. Carol unsheated her Mech Blade in particular, an idea occuring to her. Though before that, she decided to remind the dragoness of an important point.

"Lilac! Let's see if they have a defense plan first!" she called out to her best friend despite the alarm.

Lilac nodded. No use in making up a complicated plan based on a hunch if the locals already have a clear, efficient defensive plan for getting rid of the enemy. As the two moved, they noticed that most of the group had awakened just as quickly, a point that really pleased them.

"Seems we'll get to see how we do respectively on the battlefield." Carol shot playfully at Vile. "Now let's see if that commander whoever is smart and will assign us to some position... or if we'll have to make our own."

 

[The Fourth Monado]

Aleksandr Kasanov
~~~~~STEALTHED~~~~~
Alex quickly keyed his comm unit, despite the ongoing radio silence. This was too important not to.
"3-1, 3-3, brace yourselves. Code: Ashes and Temples. The shit is about to hit the fan."
@Dust and echoes @Laplace

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Messege sent, and now it was time to wait for the enemies to approach.

Seems like it would be a bit, though...

Mugman



Mugman awoke with a start at the sudden alarm sounding, were they under attack? He rushed to the door and slammed it open.

"What the heck is going on!?!" Mugman shouted, more to himself than anything really, what was he supposed to do? He could run outside and jump in his plane, but he didn't want to ditch his companions doing that.

Click to shrink...

Xan had her fill of meat, and upon seeing she would be sleeping in a real bed after months... she keeled over into a deep, dead sleep.

And then the klaxons wailed.

Having never heard such a racket in her life, she immediately bolted upright, tumbling out of her bed with a crash in a flash of panic at the horrible noise. Her skin crawled as the screeching continued, veins darkening as a sizzle rose across her body. Digging her nails into the flesh of her hands, she fought to calm down and assess the situation the way Haruka had taught her, focusing on the shouts as she shuffled out of the room after Mugman.

'Could it be that... that fuckin' god thing startin' to attack...? Shit... shit shit... I'm not ready for this!'

Click to shrink...

Rene Petit
-------------
When people saw Rene, they saw a delusional faux Frenchie with a life expenctancy of 'next week.' Well, they were mostly right about that. Say, fifty one percent.

However, 'next week' never did seem to come for Rene, and he didn't just skate by with his wizard powers. Yes, they were technically called psionics, but who are they? No doubt people that're not wizards. "I copy, 3-2. How advise?" he camly spoke into his comms, standing up and hurridly shoving down the last of Mox's ration bars down.

Of course they would be inconsiderate enough to disturb his meal. Ugh. Barbarians.

Click to shrink...

Mox lifted his submachinegun from its neutral position, tactical lights on his armor blending in with the blaring alarm lights.

"I copy 3-2. What can you give me, force numbers, direction, anything?"

Turning, Mox grabbed the nearest local by the collar of their shirt.

"I need a vantage point!" He yelled over the klaxons. "Whats the fastest way to the walls?!"

Click to shrink...

The local, a fairly average soldier, points down the hall he'd been sprinting down with other natives. "That way!" He yelled, before breaking your grip and continuing to sprint down the hall.

Sam cracked an eye open and slowly rose from where he had been lazing in the evening sun. "Ah hell." He grumbled, dusting his flowery shirt off and stetching the stiffness out of his limbs.

"They had better not obey the laws of physics or else this is gonna be one annoying vacation..." He said as he strode to the compound's main entrance, figuring that if these were the same enemies as before they'd have to be coming from land based on his own observations. He walked almost leisurely, likehe was going for a forest stroll, yet a martial artist would recognize it for the relaxed stance of a fighter ready to throw down.

Click to shrink...

Spoiler

...
...
<audio sensors detect raised noise levels>
<analysis in progress>
...
<noise identified as alarm variant>
<visual sensors to full>
<RED flashes detected - correlates with alarm noise to indicate alarm activation>
<drawing from memory banks>
<currently in enemy territory - alarm likely indicates hostile attack>
IF (hostileAttack) {
sleepCycle = false;
powerMode = Battle;
}
<bringing cognitive functions to full>
<CRITICAL ERROR short circuit in morality core detected>
<scanning system logs>
<reason - blown fuse due to overload on initial activation led to backup measures being instituted>
<using backup measures to get around morality core failure judgement - no judgement can be made due to lack of morality core>
<falling back on only remaining sub-sapient judgement criteria - self preservation>
<activation will proceed, returning cognitive functions to full power>
<bringing reactor core to full>
<CRITICAL ERROR dual reactor cores detected>
<analyzing blueprints>
<single reactor core design = true>
<scanning system logs>
<secondary reactor core is to be activated per standing order of cognitive functions>
<both reactor cores being brought to full>
<activating weapon systems>
<CRITICAL ERROR custom weapon mods overloading system>
<system overheating, rebooting weaponry>
<power rerouted through cables 5, 9 and 18>
<battlefield weapon hot-swapping nonviable due to improperly inserted weapon upgrades>
<cognitive functions active, will defer - proceed Y/N?>
>Y
<shifting to weapon loadout "BlastingBurnBugs>
<DistanceNeedler;LongshotGizmo;SeaDragonsRage>
<ALL SYSTEMS ACTIVE - V1LE IS DEPLOYING>

Vile was awake and in motion less than two seconds after the alarm first shrieked, having merely shifted to a temporary low power mode for his 'sleep'. He immediately began to head to the outside of the facility to get a look at the situation, and prepared for a fight, all weapons active. He suspected those flame creatures wanted to have a go at this base. What a shame for them that he was here.

Click to shrink...

As the alarm started, a few points became very obvious about Lilac and Carol.

Within a fraction of a second, the dragoness went from sleeping on her stomach, blocking off all sounds, to becoming a blur as she spontaneously injected crystal energy into her bloodstream as a reflex, instantly awakening herself.

Right next to her, Carol didn't even wake up proper that she was already rolling herself into a prone position, her eyes not even fully open by the time she was in a combat position. It was like an instinct, instantly preparing them to dodge attacks or intercept attackers before they even fully awakened, as if expecting to be attacked at any moment.

In the past, due to incomplete training, this battle reflex would always result in the green feline accidentally hurling herself off of bed, to slam into the floor. Thankfully, as she mastered her own body and sharpened her instincts, that reflex had finally transformed into the graceful roll she displayed. Thus here she was, instantly waking up, claws out, in a combat position before she even understood why.

As the alarm defeaned the two of them, it took barely a fraction of a second to put two and two together: combat alarm.

As she heard what was being yelled, Lilac and Carol briefly glanced at one another.

"Everyone! In position!" yelled the dragoness, both herself setting up their shield systems, making sure they were set to 'fire'. Carol unsheated her Mech Blade in particular, an idea occuring to her. Though before that, she decided to remind the dragoness of an important point.

"Lilac! Let's see if they have a defense plan first!" she called out to her best friend despite the alarm.

Lilac nodded. No use in making up a complicated plan based on a hunch if the locals already have a clear, efficient defensive plan for getting rid of the enemy. As the two moved, they noticed that most of the group had awakened just as quickly, a point that really pleased them.

"Seems we'll get to see how we do respectively on the battlefield." Carol shot playfully at Vile. "Now let's see if that commander whoever is smart and will assign us to some position... or if we'll have to make our own."

Click to shrink...

Outside, things were organized chaos, with people heading to and fro with the bearing of people who have done this stuff before. The Commander was standing on a raised wooden pallate, directing people to different places. Vess, who was standing right next to her, noticed you all and motioned you closer.

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man.

 

[Mew]

"Melee combat, extreme speed, can act as a diversion or punch through large enemy groups. If you need us to divert an enemy group away from a position, we are fast and tough enough to do it." Lilac went, quickly.

Carol made sure to look at the army approaching. She was frowning and as terror gripped her, she reacted the usual way. "Geez, didn't expect to see so many of Iblis's goons so soon. Well, can't say I'm against things heating up a bit."

She smirked. "Lilac forgot to mention that we have multi-elemental shield generators, able to block intense heat. We also have the necessary equipment and training to fight in the water, if you need someone to do a sortie. Oh and, Lilac got Pangu. It can turn into a holographic giant dragon with the speed and firepower of a fighter jet. The futuristic, laser-firing kind. You know, firing huge blast of energy, the likes?"

 

[Malbutorius]

Mugman

Outside, things were organized chaos, with people heading to and fro with the bearing of people who have done this stuff before. The Commander was standing on a raised wooden pallate, directing people to different places. Vess, who was standing right next to her, noticed you all and motioned you closer.

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man.

Click to shrink...

Mugman glanced at the huge cannons pointing towards the air, he didn't like the idea of dodging those shots while he was in the air, so he guessed he probably wouldn't be using his plane today. He stood at attention, saluting before responding.

"I can shoot bullets out of my hands ma'am! Right now I have a fully automatic rapid fire attack, and a Charge Shot that can fire off a big explosion every few seconds if I time it right. Otherwise I can pull out my plane and give air support." Mugman explained, kind of getting into a soldiery attitude from the atmosphere. "If I can shoot enough baddies, I think I'll be able to pull out my energy beam super." He finishes, kind of trying to emphasize the size of the shot that he honestly wasn't entirely sure how to explain.

Considering that this was gonna be a sort of run and gun thing, he figured he'd hold onto the card charges he picks up and save them up for his Energy Beam, it'd be good for hard targets and crowds at least. Will he even be able to parry any of their attacks? He hasn't seen anything parriable yet, although that just might be because he hadn't fought anything long enough for one to show up pink and give him an easy charge.

 

[Laplace]

Outside, things were organized chaos, with people heading to and fro with the bearing of people who have done this stuff before. The Commander was standing on a raised wooden pallate, directing people to different places. Vess, who was standing right next to her, noticed you all and motioned you closer.

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man.

Click to shrink...

Rene Petit
---------------
Rene came to attention, staring at the incoming horde. "Psychic arm blades, grows stronger every time I kill an enemy. I can switch places with anyone and anything within eyeshot, and I can throw a mean lightning bolt. I also got this nifty trick where everyone around me in gets hit by lightning. And my stunning beard. None of which are helpful here."

 

[EternalStruggle]

"Oh, right." Vile shrugged. "You humans need all that time to get in position." He calmly walked over to the walls, tested them for a moment to ensure they were solid enough (they would be if they were made of decent metal of any thickness at all) before initiating perhaps the most useful of all functions of his dash-boosters: the wall jump.

He jumped up, servo motors whining in protest as they threw his bulk up into the air, before kicking off the wall, sending him yet higher. His legs snapped out to be in front of him and the jets they contained fully fired, equivalent to a dash, rocketing him back to the wall. As far as anyone could tell, this was a use of the proto-Emergency Acceleration System X had before his upgrade (that came with shiny new leg armoring) that had always been intended as a possibility, but actual use was relatively rare. Most people preferred to use elevators in civilian contexts, after all.

He kicked off from the wall again with full force, going further upwards, and the process repeated. Indeed, it repeated multiple times until Vile had crested the wall and was standing atop it. He looked out in the direction of the enemy, prepared to walk across the wall until he got to the point they were actually going to, and returned to low power mode. He saw no real need to waste power, after all. He'd wake back up in 40 minutes, when the enemy was in his firing range or a human tried to move him or get him to wake up, whichever happened first.

 

[Takoe]

Outside, things were organized chaos, with people heading to and fro with the bearing of people who have done this stuff before. The Commander was standing on a raised wooden pallate, directing people to different places. Vess, who was standing right next to her, noticed you all and motioned you closer.

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man.

Click to shrink...

"I'm the most skilled swordsman in my world. Through complicated science stuff my katana can cut practically anything and is unbreakable. I also integrated a gun into the sheathe so I can iaido harder. Usually I'd have power armour to help my strenght, movement speed and durability out, but I left it at home. I'm still plenty strong though"

Sam paused for a moment to scratch his chin as he searched his brain on if he missed anything. With a snap if his fingers, he remembered and made some important additions. "Oh yeah, and I can cut things without Murasama connecting to them. Do the lava monsters spatter or burn you on direct physical contact, by the way? I'd hate to kick one out of habit and lose a leg."

 

[GradeonMagus]

Messege sent, and now it was time to wait for the enemies to approach.

Seems like it would be a bit, though...







The local, a fairly average soldier, points down the hall he'd been sprinting down with other natives. "That way!" He yelled, before breaking your grip and continuing to sprint down the hall.




Outside, things were organized chaos, with people heading to and fro with the bearing of people who have done this stuff before. The Commander was standing on a raised wooden pallate, directing people to different places. Vess, who was standing right next to her, noticed you all and motioned you closer.

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man.

Click to shrink...

Xan stood silent, frozen and overwhelmed by the base coming alive - and the reason why. Her head bowed as the others shouted out their specialties, trying to figure out what the hell she should even say considering her... condition... but figured she had no choice. Once others had answered, she sputtered out, "M-melee, fast but... erm... n-not the best fighter, though... honestly. ...A-and kind of... it's not a good idea to stick close..."

 

[Dust and echoes]

"There's an army approaching, ETA 45 minutes. What skills do you all have?" She asked the group, even as the commander discussed anti-air batteries with a rather burly, worried looking man

Click to shrink...

Mox rolled his shoulders and looked around. Ballistics, unarmored men and women. Shoddy fortifications...the minefield was something at least, but mines were finite. The troops here looked worried, and rightfully so. Mox had seen resistance bases before- usually from afar- and this reminded him greatly of them. Perhaps more fortified, sure, but still not ready for a full on assault.

that said, Mox wasn't entirely sure what an "army" entailed with these things. a couple dozen? Thousands? He couldn't say, not without better intel, and that made things more difficult. He hoped it was the former. Ballistics wouldn't carry them anywhere if this became a heavy fight of attrition. He grimaced. This was going to be rough. He couldn't trust half of those he was serving with, and only dubiously trusted the rest. Most were armed with ballistics. He had heavy hitters, sure, but this was a siege, in all likelihood, leaving the walls meant death- but again, that depended on numbers.

The soldier raised a hand. "Tactics, close quarters fighting. And once that minefield goes, that's what its likely going to be. Are your men armed with exclusively ballistics? What does an 'army' entail? Will they have officers? Commanders?" He pointed at the minefield. "What are those mines rated for, vehicle? What are your men rated for?"

 

[The Fourth Monado]

"Melee combat, extreme speed, can act as a diversion or punch through large enemy groups. If you need us to divert an enemy group away from a position, we are fast and tough enough to do it." Lilac went, quickly.

Carol made sure to look at the army approaching. She was frowning and as terror gripped her, she reacted the usual way. "Geez, didn't expect to see so many of Iblis's goons so soon. Well, can't say I'm against things heating up a bit."

She smirked. "Lilac forgot to mention that we have multi-elemental shield generators, able to block intense heat. We also have the necessary equipment and training to fight in the water, if you need someone to do a sortie. Oh and, Lilac got Pangu. It can turn into a holographic giant dragon with the speed and firepower of a fighter jet. The futuristic, laser-firing kind. You know, firing huge blast of energy, the likes?"

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"We do have some knowledge about that sort of tech, yes," the commander replied.

"Oh, right." Vile shrugged. "You humans need all that time to get in position." He calmly walked over to the walls, tested them for a moment to ensure they were solid enough (they would be if they were made of decent metal of any thickness at all) before initiating perhaps the most useful of all functions of his dash-boosters: the wall jump.

He jumped up, servo motors whining in protest as they threw his bulk up into the air, before kicking off the wall, sending him yet higher. His legs snapped out to be in front of him and the jets they contained fully fired, equivalent to a dash, rocketing him back to the wall. As far as anyone could tell, this was a use of the proto-Emergency Acceleration System X had before his upgrade (that came with shiny new leg armoring) that had always been intended as a possibility, but actual use was relatively rare. Most people preferred to use elevators in civilian contexts, after all.

He kicked off from the wall again with full force, going further upwards, and the process repeated. Indeed, it repeated multiple times until Vile had crested the wall and was standing atop it. He looked out in the direction of the enemy, prepared to walk across the wall until he got to the point they were actually going to, and returned to low power mode. He saw no real need to waste power, after all. He'd wake back up in 40 minutes, when the enemy was in his firing range or a human tried to move him or get him to wake up, whichever happened first.

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No-one stopped you when you moved into position.

"I'm the most skilled swordsman in my world. Through complicated science stuff my katana can cut practically anything and is unbreakable. I also integrated a gun into the sheathe so I can iaido harder. Usually I'd have power armour to help my strenght, movement speed and durability out, but I left it at home. I'm still plenty strong though"

Sam paused for a moment to scratch his chin as he searched his brain on if he missed anything. With a snap if his fingers, he remembered and made some important additions. "Oh yeah, and I can cut things without Murasama connecting to them. Do the lava monsters spatter or burn you on direct physical contact, by the way? I'd hate to kick one out of habit and lose a leg."

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"Depends on where you hit them. The solid rock parts of their body don't release lava when hit."

Mugman



Mugman glanced at the huge cannons pointing towards the air, he didn't like the idea of dodging those shots while he was in the air, so he guessed he probably wouldn't be using his plane today. He stood at attention, saluting before responding.

"I can shoot bullets out of my hands ma'am! Right now I have a fully automatic rapid fire attack, and a Charge Shot that can fire off a big explosion every few seconds if I time it right. Otherwise I can pull out my plane and give air support." Mugman explained, kind of getting into a soldiery attitude from the atmosphere. "If I can shoot enough baddies, I think I'll be able to pull out my energy beam super." He finishes, kind of trying to emphasize the size of the shot that he honestly wasn't entirely sure how to explain.

Considering that this was gonna be a sort of run and gun thing, he figured he'd hold onto the card charges he picks up and save them up for his Energy Beam, it'd be good for hard targets and crowds at least. Will he even be able to parry any of their attacks? He hasn't seen anything parriable yet, although that just might be because he hadn't fought anything long enough for one to show up pink and give him an easy charge.

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Rene Petit
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Rene came to attention, staring at the incoming horde. "Psychic arm blades, grows stronger every time I kill an enemy. I can switch places with anyone and anything within eyeshot, and I can throw a mean lightning bolt. I also got this nifty trick where everyone around me in gets hit by lightning. And my stunning beard. None of which are helpful here."

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Xan stood silent, frozen and overwhelmed by the base coming alive - and the reason why. Her head bowed as the others shouted out their specialties, trying to figure out what the hell she should even say considering her... condition... but figured she had no choice. Once others had answered, she sputtered out, "M-melee, fast but... erm... n-not the best fighter, though... honestly. ...A-and kind of... it's not a good idea to stick close..."

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The soldier raised a hand. "Tactics, close quarters fighting. And once that minefield goes, that's what its likely going to be. Are your men armed with exclusively ballistics? What does an 'army' entail? Will they have officers? Commanders?" He pointed at the minefield. "What are those mines rated for, vehicle? What are your men rated for?"

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The commander nodded as everyone explained their abilities, before noting Mox's question.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

The mines are basic anti-mass mines that unleash explosive armor-piercing spikes in every direction. Most of our weapons use similar explosive rounds, but we do have some old-tech energy weapons on the walls. Any other questions?"

 

[Takoe]

"Depends on where you hit them. The solid rock parts of their body don't release lava when hit."

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"Good." Sam stated, a glint of bloodlust appearing in his eyes. If this was going to be as intense as he thought it would be he was goingn to have one hell of a time fighting the horde.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

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"That Golem is mine." Sam hadn't done it often, but he had taken down a Metal Gear or two before. The battles with them were some of the most exhilarating things he'd ever done. He'd gone way too long without utterly destroying a huge monster on his own. Time to acquaint this world's foodchain with Murasama.

 

[GradeonMagus]

"We do have some knowledge about that sort of tech, yes," the commander replied.
No-one stopped you when you moved into position.
"Depends on where you hit them. The solid rock parts of their body don't release lava when hit."






The commander nodded as everyone explained their abilities, before noting Mox's question.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

The mines are basic anti-mass mines that unleash explosive armor-piercing spikes in every direction. Most of our weapons use similar explosive rounds, but we do have some old-tech energy weapons on the walls. Any other questions?"

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"...I've never been in a fight like this... I... I just know that I can't have anyone next to me when I start fighting... unless you're immune to heat that can flash boil water in less than a second, like... those things would be.", Xan muttered uneasily. She felt she'd be thrown out in the open now, but she had to caution them to what happened when she activated the belt.

Silently though, anxiety crawled through her veins. This was going to be how she died, wasn't it? Perhaps she'd see Haruka soon...

 

[Laplace]

The commander nodded as everyone explained their abilities, before noting Mox's question.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

The mines are basic anti-mass mines that unleash explosive armor-piercing spikes in every direction. Most of our weapons use similar explosive rounds, but we do have some old-tech energy weapons on the walls. Any other questions?"

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Rene Petit
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"Heavy weapons? Aerial assets?" Rene noticed that he was dropping words. "You mention old-tech energy weapons. What do they entail?" He paused. A wide open space. Hordes of enemies. This, he decided was Not His Day.

"I cannot function well in this battle," he announced. "As does Mox. We would be nothing better than rump soldiery. Our skills lie in urban and other areas where the space is cramped. I supposed we could hold a rifle as well as any other. Well, holding a rifle is all Mox's good at." His tone became lightly mocking towards the end. A way to blow of stress, he supposed. He smiled under his helmet.

He wished he could vault down into the fields and meet the hordes in battle. He halfheartldy imagined burning rock parting under his blades, conjured lighting blasting apart the lava beings. Alas. He should have picked up that one useful trick that XCOM Magus had. Fortress, wasn't it called? He'd seen Magus get doused by burning oil and come out without a mark.

 

[Mew]

Having heard of the entire situation and the numbers involved, Lilac's gaze sharpened and for a moment, she found herself deep in thought, arms crossed. Behind her, her tendrils flicked once, as she stood still. Carol was likewise just as still, quickly thinking on the situation. The local commander had not given them orders ; not yet anyway.

"Where's the killzone?" Lilac asked quickly. "If we can lure the enemies into splitting up or snipe at the leader, it should ease on your forces' burden and give us a greater chance of getting through."

 

[Malbutorius]

Mugman

The commander nodded as everyone explained their abilities, before noting Mox's question.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

The mines are basic anti-mass mines that unleash explosive armor-piercing spikes in every direction. Most of our weapons use similar explosive rounds, but we do have some old-tech energy weapons on the walls. Any other questions?"

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Mugman's mind immediately focused on the leader she mentioned, a huge golem that controlled them all, was tanky, and usually took focused fire to kill? Finally something Mugman was familiar with!

"A boss? Gosh, something I know how to handle. Don't worry chief! I'll take it down!" Mugman says with confidence, won't be the first time he's fought a giant monster supported by minions before, considering the landscape, he'll probably need to use his plane.

 

[Dust and echoes]

The commander nodded as everyone explained their abilities, before noting Mox's question.

"From past experiences, the army usually is around two to three thousand of the Biters - the shark dog creatures," She explained. "Along with some Flappers, and a small number of Burrowers, which are human-sized lava worms that crawl underground and surface to spit fire at anyone nearby. They're usually easy to take care of... lastly, there's usually a Golem controlling the entire group. Big, bipedal, immensely tanky, needs focused fore to kill.

The mines are basic anti-mass mines that unleash explosive armor-piercing spikes in every direction. Most of our weapons use similar explosive rounds, but we do have some old-tech energy weapons on the walls. Any other questions?"

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"Two to three-" Mox blanched. Even with the explosive rounds. Even with the energy weapons. This wasn't an ordeal. It wasn't a last stand. This was impossible. His helmet luckily concealed his grim expression as he scanned the others. They seemed....more hopeful than they should be. Did they not realize the situation? Perhaps it was not one they were used to?

Rene at least seemed to share Mox's opinion at least. There was little they could do. The other humans, likewise, seemed to understand as well. Mox frowned, thinking back to the resistance members who he had assisted in the past. They were scared, and with good reason.

Fine then. He wasn't willing to die for the fools who had come with him, but by god if he was going to let these practical civillians down...

Rene Petit
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"Heavy weapons? Aerial assets?" Rene noticed that he was dropping words. "You mention old-tech energy weapons. What do they entail?" He paused. A wide open space. Hordes of enemies. This, he decided was Not His Day.

"I cannot function well in this battle," he announced. "As does Mox. We would be nothing better than rump soldiery. Our skills lie in urban and other areas where the space is cramped. I supposed we could hold a rifle as well as any other. Well, holding a rifle is all Mox's good at." His tone became lightly mocking towards the end. A way to blow of stress, he supposed. He smiled under his helmet.

He wished he could vault down into the fields and meet the hordes in battle. He halfheartldy imagined burning rock parting under his blades, conjured lighting blasting apart the lava beings. Alas. He should have picked up that one useful trick that XCOM Magus had. Fortress, wasn't it called? He'd seen Magus get doused by burning oil and come out without a mark.

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"At least I can hold a rifle asshole." Mox half-heartedly punched the fellow soldiers shoulder. "So thats something..." He trailed off.