The Adbot's Revenge!

[Sinfulwolf]

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As Sinful slit a wraith's throat open, she looked up when she heard Siphon call out for 'Copper' to go 'human form'. She looked over at the wolf, as if demanding to know what she really was.

 

[Host]

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“Heh heh, this is beginning to become something of a routine.” Host says, standing after being floored by Pale. “Now,” he says, brushing himself off, “would you chalk the destroyer’s – Oni’s, if I heard Burrito right – pain up to something mental, or some actual ability of Burrito’s capable of keeping him in line?” he gives Pale a chance to respond.

“Although that might not matter as much in the moment as a pair of more immediate problems. As much as I’d like to take credit for the plan to starve the Wraith out, that wasn’t the Lurkers. And the bug, while ours, was not supposed to be de-cloaked till after my trap was completed and I’d secured the help of the forum.” He looks distinctly unamused. “I can still pull off what I was hoping to do – the Wraith hives should still be in approximately the right spot, and the trap should be completed in time – but I’m going to need to get to Aika in very short order. That’s problem one… and not the one that I’m worried about. Someone screwed around with my plan, someone I didn’t even anticipate the existence of.” He looks thoughtful. “And, judging by their use of bio-weapons, there’s a good chance it’s the same group that stuffed Siphon full of some agent – which only served to make him more powerful, and was probably not the result they were expecting.” Host grimaces. “Uglier, too.”

“I’m going to have to ask for your help in getting to Aika; in the mean time, I can begin dealing with problem two…” Host looks off into the distance. “Base. Get a list of everyone we’ve given mutagenic agents and bio-weapons to, and triple check the stocks versus records till you’re sure that everything is there.”

 

[Host]

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(Double post, I know, but nevermind)
"No, you can ignore the ones marked 'theft by Lupin'.
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It's not going to be that one.
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No, she's dead. I killed her myself.
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He's mind slaved.
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Nah, Nod likes our Rn'D too much to try something like this.
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Check again, all transactions to Rakshasa are for halusinogenics only. ...See, told you.
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I don't care if it's a personal file, check!
Eh-err-
Alrightit'snotthatonemoveon.
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I've approved Tycus' access to those stims myself, it's not those.
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Really? Alright, I don't think I approved *that* one. Send someone to look into it... although that's not quite relevant to the problem at hand.
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That might be it - wait, has it got a little thing on the right - Ah, yeah. No, ones with that mark are for creatures we tested on.
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They got destroyed and we vaporised the evidence."

Host turns to Pale, focusing on his surroundings again."It wasn't us. Everything is accounted for, utterly everything."

 

[Copper]

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Yeah, far too, too many bugs to stay like this. Pushing up from her hiding place, wolf-Copper takes off at a dead run for the stone ring, making to buy Grave enough time to try and dismantle the thing. As she goes, four legs start to become two, and hands, and fur begins to give way to pale skin, denim, and leather. ((She's doing her Sabertooth run again.))

"Blades schmades! I'm in a mood to mix things up!" Once she's fully on her feet, the first Wraith that she passes suddenly spouts blood from its neck as she takes a swipe at it with her claws. "Come on, you uglies! Bring it!" Just as she was in wolf form, the woman's dogging the Wraith, though her attacks are now accompanied by a lot of trash-talking, cursing, and insults directed at the enemy. Eventually, she does somehow wind up with a dagger in her hand, that being a little more effective on the more solid parts that she needs to cut through to finish off the Wraith that she's tearing into. Splatters of their dark blood tend to contrast against her skin but she hardly notices, much too caught up in causing said splatters to be worried about the mess.

And then there was the group of wraith that were getting ready to start taking pot-shots at Grave.

"Siphon!" She pulled away from her current adversary and raced toward the hybrid. "Fastball special me! Two o'clock!"

A few feet away, she lept at him, only to have him catch her wrist and jacket, using her momentum and his own speed to spin around and whip her, claws first, into the small squad of gunners, two of which went down when she "landed" and the others were distracted enough to leave the shadow warrior alone, especially as she started lashing out at them as well.

 

[cross_grave]

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Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy was busy, Grave got on top of the ring quite easily. Once in position, he returned his weapons into darkness, forming a shroud around himself. He constructed a shield for himself, composed of small plates that floated around him, blocking physical attacks and incoming shots... But if too much shit was fired at Grave, this defence would fail. He could only put up an automatic shield if he wanted to do his job.

The darkweaver focused. All the remaining power he needed began to gather at the palm of his right hand. Crouching on top of the ring, Grave placed his hand on the structure. This was going to be much harder than regular projection - instead of giving the darkness form, he was going to release raw element into the structure, spreading a taint that would eventually consume it - if enough power was provided, that is. A darkweaver attempting this could easily destroy himself if he lacked the strenght or skill necessary to accomplish this. Raw elemental power was very unpredictable. Grave slowly began to transmit dark energy into the ring, creating a small black spot within the structure. With each second, it'd grow larger, slowly corrupting the ring - and Grave would pour more and more power into it, fueling the process.

 

[Shrike7]

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Wakey wakey...
"Ungh, what is it Ariana, am I being called for?"
Well, not exactly, but-
"Then it doesn't matter, let me sleep."
But, they're having difficulties, they will probably need your help soon.
"Alright, alright, give me the radio transcriptions, and start yourself up. We'll fly there while I catch up."
Of course. Starting engines, running preflight checks...

Giving her head a shake to wake herself more fully, Shrike leans forward in the seat, scanning the words that have appeared on the small monitor while her ship heats up...

 

[Sinfulwolf]

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Sin howled, her form spattered with blood as she brutally cut down any that got in her path. She didn't speak, only made feral sounds as she moved amongst the wraith, preventing any from getting to close to Grave.

As she saw Copper turn, she felt an eye twitch. It felt like shed been lied to, tricked.

 

[Pale]

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Pale takes a step toward Host, ready to assist, wings beating in eagerness to be moving once again..

"I'm fairly sure it's some sort of failsafe built into the Sergeant.... As to our other problem, I'll get you to Aika no problemo. He might be a little annoyed, but that'll be just fine.. If you're ready, we can.."

Siphon's voice crackles over the radio.

"....Fuck."

The Mage breaks off in what she was -about- to say, and glances between Host and the far-off combat, wing beats exaggerated and accelerated with indecision.

"Damnit!..Goddamnit!"

Left with no option, Pale mutters something further under her breath, then sketches a swift portal. The other side is darkened.. and, if Host were looking carefully, it seems to be some kind of bedroom.

"Aika! Wake up! Visitor! You, go. If you hurt him, I'll kill you. Horribly. Got it?"

Without waiting for a reply, the mage practically shoves Host through the portal, and sprints into flight.

"Siphon! I'm on my way. Give me a sitrep."

 

[SirOni]

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"Dammit, you're not going to let me have my fun, are you?" Oni says as he watches Siphon help Grave. "Fine, time to kick it up a notch!" Oni stops running after the enemy and dematerialises his sword. Taking in a deep breath, even if he didn't breathe, he brings his palms together and closes his eyes. Some of the Wraith see this and take it to mean he's an easy target. As they rush at him black mist slowly swirls around Oni, getting faster and faster until the Wraith are almost within reach of him. Then, Oni's eye's open and a shockwave, similar to the one that happens when he transforms though weaker, ripples from him knocking the Wraith to the ground.

"TIME TO DIE!" Oni screams at them as shadow knives appear all around him and he grabs and throws each one at the Wraith, the knives embed into their chests where they explode in a blast of darkness. Their lifeless bodies fall to the ground. "Okay, who else wants a piece?" Oni shouts as more knives form around him and he throws them at random Wraith.

 

[Sinfulwolf]

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Sin was distracted from both the fight and Copper by Oni's display. She blinked and raised a single eyebrow.

"What the fuck are you people?" she asked to no one in particular.

 

[SirOni]

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"I'm a world destroyer," Oni calls over to Sinful, smiling as he does so though never breaking his aim. "And the only thing stopping me from destroying this planet is their leader, Burrito."

 

[Sinfulwolf]

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"Right..." Sinful said, before turning her attention back to killing the wraiths.

 

[Caulder]

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Burrito skids to a halt in front of the ULMF HQ, immediately flashing his ID to the soldiers on guard, then racing up the steps and into the building, winding his way up to one of the large helipads, technicians already moving about, large cables being shifted around across the helipad as Burrito begins to walk across, several of the technicians already gathering the cables together in one spot as he approaches "Is the experiment ready?" he asks, one of the technicians saluting and nodding his head with a firm 'Yes Sir!', Burrito smiling as he crouches down to one knee "Get to work. We've only got one shot at this, and I want to make sure the calculations are PERFECT, do you understand? If this idea works, We'll be safe for another day." he says, the technicians moving the cables around him, and actually attaching some of them to his body in various areas "Ladies and gentlemen, this is Burrito speaking, I'd like to remind you that in less than a minute you should cover your eyes." he says over the radio with a smirk.

In the interim, one of the Hives had already begun shifting it's course, slowly heading towards the group, and presenting it's starboard side as a clear target. Burrito took full advantage of this, and began sucking up every ouch of energy the cables were giving him. It was then apparent what was happening. The entire city was powering his body, charging it past it's limit, and forcing him to concentrate it in a massive ball of green energy in front of his mouth, slowly growing until it had fully charged, a loud whine being heard throughout the city as the ball or energy slowly became a massive beam of green, shooting directly through the hive ship, gutting it from Starboard to Port, and causing it to fracture into six massive pieces which began falling on parts of the city, and one of them falling directly towards Oni.

On the helipad, Burrito stands and groans as all the cables begin to pop off of his body, releasing smoke from the great heat the energy transfer had created. As Burrito looks out at the wreckage that the Hive had become, he sighs and cracks his neck to the right, saluting the technicians on the helipad and jumping down, taking off in a mad dash the instant he lands, moving to mop up the Wraith that survived the crash

 

[cross_grave]

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Grave kept his eye closed - this helped him concentrate on his task. He couldn't help but sense the massive energy blast that ripped a Hive apart, though. The disruption caused in the aether was enermous - even elemental energy was disturbed. Grave, of course, was strong enough to keep things under control. However, his mind was getting worn down very quickly. He raised his left hand and tapped his radio to ensure that it was online.

"Burrito... Never, ever do something like that when I'm doing something so risky. If I lose a limb because of your idiocy, I will tear you apart. And I won't care about consequences. Siphon, you better come up with something, because with so much disturbance I won't make it. I may be able to weaken a section... That's all you can count on."

 

[SirOni]

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As a shadow gets bigger and bigger around Oni he looks up and smiles.

"ITS SHOW TIME!" He screams as the piece lands on him, seemingly crushing him. A moment later a pillar of darkness shoots upwards, a shockwave rips through the air and out of the rubble comes Oni, clad in pure black armour, horns reminscent of a demon, cloak billowing in the wind.

With maniacal laughter Oni charges towards the ring, and with one almighty slash he splits it in two, Grave, hopefully, managing to get off safely before Oni got there. His lust for death still strong he makes short work of the remaining Wraith, a puree of bug-bits scattered all over the place.

"I need more!" Oni shouts out, his voice ringing across the area. Spinning around he locks eyes with Siphon. "You, viral chump." He charges at Siphon, at speeds even he wouldn't be able to dodge and crashes into him. As he makes a swing at him a familiar sensation rushes over Oni and the next moment his armour shatters, revealing the normal world destroyer underneath.

"Dammit all, it broke again," He says to himself more than anyone else, completely forgetting he was about to try and kill Siphon.

"Dont blame me, I didn't want it to happen either," The demon replies, this time audible to all those in the area.

 

[cross_grave]

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Grave jumped off the ring, barely dodging the blow, screaming curses very loudly. "YOU (insert many foul words here, directed at everyone and everything)!!!" He didn't pay attention to his comrades or enemies. One could notice, however, a wisp of black smoke that surrounded his right hand and slowly disappeared. His shroud was nowhere to be seen either. "For the love of EVEYRYTHING that's f***ing Evil and Unholy, I think I've said that I can't be disturbed! Are you trying to kill me, dimwits?"

 

[Sinfulwolf]

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"Welcome to war Grave. Shit happens," Sin called out from her position, shaking her head and looking about the battlefield.

 

[cross_grave]

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Grave sent Sin a stare that combined both hatred and disbelief. "... You have no idea what I'm talking about. Otherwise, you wouldn't say things like that." He sat on the ground, ignoring the mess Oni made. "It's not about simply dying. That's something I can accept. It's about being obliterated physically and spiritually in a horrible way. Can you imagine how it feels to have a part of your soul ripped away?"

 

[Sinfulwolf]

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Sin shrugged. "You expect calm on a battlefield, perhaps you should find a new profession. Would a paperboy be sufficient amount of calm?" she said, before walking off to find more victims.

 

[cross_grave]

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Grave stood up, then looked at Sin. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but in the end the warrior remained silent. He raised his left hand, focused, and let a vicious blast of dark power do the talking for him.