Nuitari's team

OOC - Squad #1 on defense duty: Nuitari, Boris, Heinrich, Jake, two alu demons and a mare demon.

   "Boris, can you go requisition some supplies to raise some camo-netting and provide some concealment?  Everyone else, let's take a stroll"  Nuitari then walks fifty feet or so out through the gates to the outpost and turns to the two alu demons  "I want eight two-man foxholes spread out in an arc from north to south in front of the outpost, spaced fifty feet apart like this" Nuitari tears a page from his notebook and hands it to Pahaseassuh, the uglier of the two creatures.  "When the foxholes are done, you can walk out further and clear away anything that an enemy soldier can use as cover.  That includes trees, rocks, debris.  I want the area in front of our fox holes to be a nice flat open field for at least two thousand feet.  When all of that is done, return to me for further instructions.  And I'll warn you once.  This is the first task I have given you.  Disappoint me or surprise me and you will not enjoy your stay in this realm, I can assure you.  Ask me if you are unsure about your instructions."  Nuitari waits for the demons to begin working before turning back to Heinrich and Jake.
   "So you are both relatively new in our platoon.  Jake, I can see is a man of magic.  What else can you tell me about yourselves? I can tell you that although I have called Tolkeen home for nearly eight years, and I have even found a wife there, I am originally from a land beyond the rifts - in a place known as the Timiro Kingdom.  I studied the mystic arts of circles and symbols there."

   While talking, Nuitari walks with the two men back towards the outpost, glancing back over his shoulder to keep an eye on the alu demons a few times. The mare demon shuffles along quietly behind the lieutenant for the moment.

OOC - The page from Nuitari's notebook: http://i.imgur.com/aRyV9.jpg

   Taking the small paper from the human master, Pahaseassuh stares at it for a moment before giving it to Habaxrumon to inspect.  In a voice that sounds more like three or four monsters speaking at once, the demon responds.  "We are soldiers of the dead plains and will complete your labours.  Your will, our handsssss" The creature's voice seems to fade off as he finishes speaking.  He turns and falls to his knees before starting to dig with his massive claws...

Jake was walking around with his coat, a pulse riffle on his back and had put his gas mask with air filter.

"I was born and raised in Tolkeen, as a child, it didn't take long for some mages to find out that I had the potential to learn spells. So I did, most of my childhood consisted of me learning the secrets of magic. I'm only 22 years old and joined Tolkeen military less than a year ago. I simply want to do my part and whenever I have the chance or enough money, I learn a new spell."

Heinrichs jaw drops at the mention of Timiro. "Did you say Timiro? Do you know of the Western Empire... that's where I am from... it's good to meet someone from at least a place recognizable to me. I am a psychic of some power. I don't know how many of my abilities will be useful in building defenses other than perhaps telekinesis, that will help move supplies and such."
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"Sure thing boss" Boris replies. Just as he joined the group, he turns and heads over to find one of the outpost crewmen to locate the supplies Nuitari was asking for.

   "Glad to have you aboard, Jake.  I can't claim to be a so knowledgeable in spell magic, but I have devoted my life to the study of magic.  I channel the mystic energy through symbols and circles, which brings me to a question.  I have already spoken with the rest of the platoon about this.  The majority of circle and ward magic is unfocused and can cause harm to a wide field instead of targeting a single foe.  This means that there is a risk of hurting my comrades, unless the wards and circles are affixed with either the true names or a symbol drawn in the blood of those who should not be harmed.
   I would be willing to try teaching you some of my magic in exchange for your true name as it is much easier than trying to work with vials of blood all the time."

   Turning to Heinrich, Nuitari responds in a familiar western tongue. "Of course I am familiar with the great Western Empire.  There is also an elven policeman working in Tolkeen whom I have come to call friend.  He too hails from the same realm you and I would call home.  I have met no others from Palladia since I arrived here.  The first thing you must learn, which came as a shock to me, is that the people here have a science which rivals magic in power and depth.  They once used swords and arrows in their past but learned to create machines and weapons more powerful than you can imagine.  When we return to Tolkeen, perhaps I'll introduce you to my wife who curates the city's library.  She helped to teach me much about this world.
   Do not worry about diverting your mental abilities to construction.  The demons I have summoned will take car of this.  I must ask, what is your opinion on summoners? I know of the reputation we have among common-folk..."

   Nuitari, Jake, Heinrich and the Mar demon are now standing next to the ruined towers of the outpost, fifty feet or so from the Alu demons.  Although speaking casually to his comrades, the summoner keeps a watchful eye on the creatures digging the foxhole.

"I would be honored to meet her. Science you say... I will be very interested to learn of this place." he pauses at the question, "Summoners must take great care in their craft, that I know. There are good and bad, as with any group of people in life. You are obviously one of the good ones. So I have no quarrel with you. If that's what you were asking." He again looked around briefly, "It does put me at ease knowing someone from home is here."

OOC I wonder if Heinrich would have heard of your adventures, you would be quite the celebrity I'm sure. lol

Boris uses his jets and flies back to Nuitari and the others carrying some netting and a few large tarps. "There is another handfull of this stuff, and some crates we could break down, but that is about it."

   "Thanks Boris, we can probably salvage the old guard towers for materials as well, if need be."  Nuitari looks over at the demons working on the foxhole and they appear to be starting the second one already.  At this rate, they will have a defensive position set up long before the others return from their patrols.  Nuitari wonders if he might have time to add some magic to the defenses...

"My true name and in exchange for learning some new spells, I would be up for it. For obvious reasons, we would talk in private about this. You have proven your loyalty to Tolkeen but we are surrounded by a couple of mercenaries and demons..."

Jake certainly didn't want the demons to go spread his true name across hell and end up in a compromising position one day.

Boris heads back to grab the rest of the necessary supplies.

   "What I would teach doesn't exactly qualify as a spell.  I am a user of rituals and it is this knowledge which I offer." Nuitari responds to the line walker.  "I have considered attempting to learn spell magic, but there is yet much to master in my own crafts.  Perhaps later however, we have a more basic task at hand."

   Once Boris returns and all of the supplies are requisitioned, Nuitari grabs a ratchet, a handful of the bolts and starts assembling the posts to form tent-like structures above the foxholes that the alu have already dug.  With camo-netting stretched over top, they don't look like much up close.  They are supposed to reduce visibility from air assaults and Nuitari has faith in the science behind them.  He makes sure to set the structures up so that retreat from the foxholes would be unimpeded and that they provide as much cover as possible.

   "Boris, do you think you can ask about explosives?  If we can lay traps beyond our defensive position, even after the guard towers are replaced, it could go a long way towards slowing an assault.  Are you knowledgeable in their use?"

"I can ask sir, but no I am not overly familiar with explosives. I don't believe the armory has any."

In reply to Boris (msg #14):

Riding up on his hovercycle, a stoic soldier dismounted and approached Nuitari. Offering a salute, he identifies himself simply. "Corporal Max Zander, demolitions expert, reporting as ordered by Major Karno."

The tone of the bald man indicated he held little emotion outside of soldiering. He was armed with no less than 7 pistols, all obvious and in easily accessed locations. To compliment the plethora of weaponry he had two bandoleer - both filled with various types of explosives.
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   "Lieutenant Solinari." he responds, returning the introduction without a salute. "Are you able to set up a line of explosives beyond our foxholes there? I want to catch an approaching ground force before they are in range of the outpost and give our men in the foxholes time to fall back if necessary.  Do you have the equipment?  Afterwards, we may have need of demolitions disposal in a nearby village which may be mined. Do you know this village?"

In reply to Nuitari (msg #16):

"Which village? I'm familiar with the all surrounding areas, I just don't know which one needs my attention. The amount of explosives you are asking for will need a requisition request. I could start at that town and salvage what I can while waiting for the request to be processed." The response came across with no hesitation, and expressed no emotion, just down and dirty business.
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Heinrich just pitched in where he could now, explosives, he wasn't familiar with at all, not even the term.

"That's a great idea Max. We can use whatever we find at the village, and re-set them up here as our defense."
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In reply to Boris (msg #19):

Its an obvious idea. Max thought to himself. He had long since stopped showing much emotion at all, so the thought didn't even change his expression as he gave a minimal nod of acknowledgement to the 'borg. Looking from his Nuitari to the Boris and back, he asked the obvious question (to him at least). (Assuming Boris heard Max's introduction) He extended his hand to Boris, "You going to be giving me a hand out there, are am I solo on this?" As he finished the question, Max looked back to Nuitari for a response as well.
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"I suppose that's up to the LT. I have used basic explosives, but I am no expert."

Boris listened to the Lieutenants' radio call "Sounds interesting..."

In reply to Boris (msg #22):

At the message, Max narrowed his eyes slightly and drowned out the ambient noise as he delved into his predatory nature. Again, no emotion crept on his face, but this was literally what he lived for. This felinoid attacked. That is all Max cared to hear. He is well within his rights to feast on this one's energy. He didn't plan on killing the individual. Not unless directed. But food is food.

"Sir. I'll find the feline. He will regret attacking the scouts. I won't kill him unless you give the order, but I doubt he'll be able to go invisible again after I'm through."

Max activates the Eyes of the Wolf spell on his goggles, giving him the ability to see the invisible. He begins scanning the area.

(OOC - Given level and abilities, Max will sense someone using PPE(or magic devices) or ISP used for a 1000ft radius. If supernatural, it is 1400ft)

Expend 20isp for Eyes of the Wolf
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"That sounds like our friend from yesterday... if that's him he chopped off Lotus's leg, nearly killed Nuitari, and was handling himself hand to hand with Silvermasque, while the rest of us were shooting him... then he misted and retreated... This won't be easy."
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In reply to Boris (msg #24):

"Does he have on armor?"
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"He was wearing a cloak, but must have had armor, or he might be supernatural. I think he was a mage of some sort as well. We killed all of his friends yesterday."

In reply to Boris (msg #26):

"If I can make him bleed. . ."

That was close to what he wanted to hear. A challenge. A meal. A foe. All rolled into one. Today is going to be a good day.

Boris liked the way this man thinks, he could respect his dedication and confidence. It felt good to serve with proud soldiers. Then again juicers often boasted such confidence, and bit off more than they could chew.

Looks like they might find out who's who in the next little while.

Boris just stares back coldly and emotionlessly at Max, unable to show any expression at all.

"Then let's go get this feline man... it seems that here, everything can kill you. Now I see why everyone is so edgy." Heinrich adjusted his armor, if they were going hunting, he was going to be ready.

   After making a brief radio broadcast, Nuitari looks at his comrades. "The 'feline' is known as a raksasha demon, a greater denizen of a dimension of pure evil.  They are master spell casters, mindmelters, and metamorphs.  They can take the shape of people you know and love.  I have magic that can detect a specific species of demon regardless of their current form but only within a short range: sixty feet or so.  Until this creature is destroyed, everyone must be vigilant."

In reply to Nuitari (msg #30):

"Supernatural? Unless he can cloud all my senses, I'll know if he gets within a quarter mile. If invisible, I'll still sense him."

"Great, sounds like we'll be going afterall." Boris checks the ammo read-out on his rail gun. He knew he still had plenty, but for some reason he couldn't help but check.

He continued talking, to no one in particular in russian. Once or twice, it sounds like he is arguing with himself.

OCC Update:

We have lost Jake to NPC limbo. But Nuitari has promised to post tomorrow night, so assuming Max and Heinrich are still here we are good to go.

   Nuitari looks at the psi-stalker.  "Can you tell the difference between two supernatural creatures by your senses alone?  Some members of our own group fit the loose description of 'supernatural' and I wouldn't put it past this raksasha to attempt deceit if the opportunity presented itself.  Everyone, gather what you need, we're leaving in five minutes to take care of this unfinished business."
   Nuitari makes his way back to the base to climb aboard his hover skiff and finish a quick but particularly lethal set of wards.  He jots them down on a blank page of his leatherbound notebook and leaves the book flat on the pedestal of his hovercraft.

OOC - He makes the following ward set three times: Power - Inflict [Raksasha Demons] Death - Area of Effect.  Then he adds a trigger to the first two so that all three can be activated simultaneously.  Each ward will deal 24d6 damage to any Raksasha Demons within 120 ft when activated for a total of 72d6 damage... per melee.  Of course the damage/range increases with ley line energy as well.

lol

Heinrich rushes back to grab his gear, returning to Nuitari, "I have a few skills that may be useful if this psi-stalker cannot do what you ask."

Boris nods while Nuitari speaks. Already having all of his gear, Boris is ready to go.

He stares expressionlessly at Heinrich when he chimes in.

In reply to Heinrich (msg # 36):

"If he is invisible, he is using magic. If he is using magic, I can sense it. So long as our allies aren't demons as well, I shouldn't have any troubles. But, it would be prudent to have backup."

The roar of jet engine turbines in the sky announced Disharmony's arrival at the outpost. the engines cut out as she landed gracefully, retracting inside her body as she stalked forward in a natural graceful lope. "Greetings lieutenant Nuitari. I am Disharmony, here to assist you achieve your goals."

The steady implacable gaze looked over the others in the squad. A quirk of an eyebrow greeted Boris. "Va gavaritye pa Russki"

He watches the dragon-borg descend, and approach the gates. He is rather amazed at the cybernetic being, but of course, all of that is completely unapparent.

Boris responds with a slow nod in Disharmony's direction.

Disharmony nodded "Preevyat, men ya zohvoot Disharmony." her voice sounded very incongruous as she spoke. A delicate oriental feminine voice, tiny bells could almost be heard jingling as she spoke. She turned her head to regard the Lieutenant "I am willing to have one or more of you ride me if it will help us get to where we are needed more quickly...though you should be warned I travel swiftly."

"I'm not riding any dragons anywhere... scales or metal... not happening. Everyone ready?"

"Max, take Boris and Heinrich with you. Jake, you will ride with me, and Disharmony will stay in the air to call out targets, then to engage wherever necessary. I'm sure this demon will not be alone. If any of you need to fall back, he will not be able board the hover skiff. As in completely impossible. Also remember that he can change his appearance to look like anyone or anything. He is a master spell caster and swordsman as well... he has also shown that he will flee before losing his life, so any ideas on subduing him for execution or capture are welcome."

"I can possibly subdue him with a strike rendering him catatonic for a short while... aside from that, I'm not really sure how to keep him from fleeing unless he's unconcious."

"If this magician has specific vulnerabilities, I may be able to take advantage. I am well trained at striking precise targets." Disharmony volunteered.

"I am just thinking out loud... but ...He uses psionics... I don't believe they will work on me... or Disharmony. And I'm guessing Heinrich here should have a pretty good ability to block against them...

As far as magic goes, he needs to speak correct? I will land my shots directly to his face and mouth from about 60 feet away or so...

will anyone be taking him hand to hand?"

In reply to Heinrich (msg # 44):

"Heinrich, your stun would serve very well for me. I am a little hungry, after all." Max left the rest unsaid. He is a psi-stalker after all. Consuming magical energy is what he does.

When Boris poses his question, he continues. "I'm not going to rule out other possibilities, but between you stopping him from speaking, Heinrich stunning him, and me consuming his potential psychic energy, subduing him may prove difficult, but far from impossible. Oh, and a little help from Betsy." Max smirks as he pats the Big-Bore Shotgun over his shoulder.

Boris is suddenly very interested in "Betsy" and comes closer to inspect it. After a quick look, he loses interest. "Big-Bore? Not bad... Russian is better. Always better."

While waiting for the order to move out, he shows Max his sledgehammer rail gun from his homeland.
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Heinrich nods, "I suppose I will have to engage in hand to hand... that's the only way I can deliver my strike."

"Hmmmm... I've just received word from Major Karno that we are to call off this "meeting". Apparently the demon has pulled off, or vanished for some reason. We are to continue on rebuilding the defenses in the meantime..."

The squad is then redirected to assist with rebuilding the towers, and finish the series of foxholes on the eastern front. About 12 hours later the patrols return back to base, just after dark settles in.

Nodding, Heinrich goes back to whatever it was he was doing before all the excitement.

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Wierzbowski
The 3rd
Tangles
Whiskey
Max

Malefic
Signal
Mephisto + demons
Sir Aries
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Signal calls out on his radio. "I'm with the prisoner, I got him patched up best I could. We will need help getting out. From the hole in the transport head down the hall to <insert exact directions to get to the brig>. I have no idea what kind of resistance you will run into."

PM
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The 3rd streaks over head. Low and fast, surveying the scene. He keys his radio and clearly says: "Incoming airborne friendlies from Juyong Outpost, please do not engage." He lands dismounts and unslings his plasma ejector. He then starts looking for someone to tell him what to do. For him it was one of the upsides of being a Private - he didn't have to think too much.

Shouldn't you activate your armor enchant?
Nope.
Come on, its not just your safety your gambling with here. Think of the children...
I don't have any kids!
You sure about that?
Yes! I haven't had sex in months!
Heh, I have.
... Antonio, you prick! Who have you been fucking? Just for that, no armor enchant until the shooting starts.

"Understood Signal. Stay with him, make sure he stays alive, we are on our way. Stay in touch."

Malefic then turns his attention to the imminent breach of the transport. "So far we have seen a cyborg, and Na-Wa reported psychics inside as well. Stay together, and take as many prisoners as possible. But if they wanna die for this, then by all means... let them."

He casts another spell...

"Alright, if I send the demons in first, there is no way the enemy will surrender." He looks over the squad... "I apologize, as I do not know all of your names as of yet... Sir Cyber Knight. You will go in first, alongside the pair of Alu Demons. Secure cover towards the back of the ship."

Uuuuuuh... you two (indicating Tangles and Wierzbowski), you will be right behind them, to secure cover toward the front of the ship, along with Mephisto's demons. Once we are clear, Cyber Knight, your team will advance, and the rest of us will move in and follow. We follow Signal's direction to the prisoner and get him out safely.

We go on my mark... prepare grenades... ready?"

Assuming nobody causes delay, he calls out to those inside the transport "Surrender, or be destroyed!". He states loudly, and plainly (and truthfully), not as an angry threat.
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There is no reply from inside the transport...

The 3rd slings his plasma ejector and stows in across his back. He draws his pistols as they are much better suited to close quarter work, like the inside of a transport. He looks across at the demons and for a second feels a little bit sorry for the poor idiots inside the transport. These feelings don't last long. "I think it might be time for that enchant Antonio", he says to no one. He then activates the Armor Bizzare enchant built into this armor. Then he waits for the signal, grinning behind his mask.

In reply to Malefic (msg # 56):

Max gradually slows down the hovercycle as he descends on his destination. Realizing right off the bat that there were enemy combatants, he was glad to have left the raw explosives behind. Until they were processed into a usable form, transporting them, especially in an area like this, would be idiotic at best.

The psi-stalker hastily dismounted, checked his weapons, and pulled out "Betsy," the Big Bore Revolver, from his lower back holster. He also removed one from the his left thigh, the double barreled Kingdom Come. He crouched and followed Malefic's lead into the impending fray.

"I understand."  Sir Aries replies.  He follows behind the Au demons scanning his surroundings as they go for any signs of danger as they go.

OOC:  What do we see?

Signal looks for pain killers in the kit and if he can find some he gives them to the prisoner. He looks next around the room for anything to splint the limbs of the prisoner with. Hopefully a board to strap him too as well.

Signal then calls out on the radio to just squad one, "Are you guys close? This guy is fading fast. All of his bones are broken and not much I can do from here. If one of you is a healer great, if not then I will start splinting him."

*Most of squad two has moved away from the transport, except for Bob.*

The two Alu demons, towering over Sir Aries in height, charge into the transport ready and eager to kill, but find only one (moving) Coalition soldier, he is walking and stumbling towards the trio from among the crew quarters, toward the rear of the ship. He is in the hallway (80 feet) of several destroyed crew quarters, and finally leading to a door, which is closed. There are 7 dead bodies, blown to pieces from grenades scattered here. There is no sign of the Cyborg that was spotted earlier.

As expected, the other two demons, followed by Tangles and Wierzbowski charge in behind them and cover toward the front of the transport.

The others will wait until any threats are taken care of.

The Alu demons whine like dogs, hoping the soldier attacks, so they may kill something...



The View From Outside... (Basically the view of Max or The 3rd, standing behind the first to enter).




And then once inside, down the hall, is the stumbling CS soldier...


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"We are still breaching the transport. We will get there, but we must move cautiously. We know of at least one cyborg hiding somewhere on board. Do what you can, and be careful."
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"It all looks clear on our side."

Signal stops cutting the bars and moves to the door he tries to bar it in any way possible with the cut bars from the cage. He melts/fuses the ends of the bars to the walls with the bars running across the door if nothing else. He ghosts his head through the wall near the door for just a moment to get a quick glance of what is coming in. Signal reports what he finds on the squad channel, "You should be fine, they are all coming for me." Signal hides in a corner in ghost form, ready for whatever is coming through the door.

Sir Aries feels he must says something to keep the "Wait my friends.  We may learn more from this man by leaving him alive.  I assure you there will be a great need for your thirst to kill in the near future."

Talking now to the CS soldier at the far end of the hall.

"I give you now a chance to surrender Sir.  My two demonic companions await but a simple excuse to rend your flesh from bone.  If you surrender into my custody I will ensure your safety to the best of my ability.  It is the best offer you will be given this day.
What say you?  Can I count on your surrender?  Or would you prefer my companions slate their thirst for blood with you, here & now?"

The Alu demons salivate as he walks closer, but he does not respond. The soldier just keeps walking... (he is unarmed).

*Bob can be heard yelling from outside "Come on you scum!". There is no sound of any gunfire outside yet. The CS should be well within a mile by now...


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"Are you incapable of speech?  Place your hands over your head if your intention is to surrender. "
Since the man is unarmed & alone, Sir Aries gives him the benefit of the doubt, for now...
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Signal gets on the radio again a bit more frantic, "I'm in the door on the left, this guy is about to die! The guy out there is a trap, just bait. If one of you can heal, get in here! In the back there is a ton of power armor or skelebots waiting to attack."

Hearing Signal's message, Sir Aries changes tactics.

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Telepathy to the Alu demons:  oO{It appears this is a trap.  You may feel free to kill this man & all those who are about to ambush us.  I will make my way to the door to help our ally.  Cover me.}Oo

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Sir Aries activates the SN Speed & renews the SN Strength spells on his armor and waits for the Au Demons to attack.  When the focus is drawn away from him (somewhat) he runs as fast as he can for the door on the left (indicated by Signal).

The Alu demons waste no time in pouncing on the lone soldier, and tearing him apart. The soldier doesn't fight back or scream, or react in any way...
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"Max, 3rd go with him and secure that prisoner. Wierzbowski stay here and secure this position. The rest of you, with me. We are going to make sure nothing leaves that back area of the ship!"

In reply to Malefic (msg # 73):

The 3rd nods and replies: "Sir". He then races after the Cyber-Knight, weapons ready.

Well that was fucking odd.
What was?
That Deadboy just getting ripped to bit and not doing a thing.
Oh yeah that. It's okay, this is clearly some sort of trap.
And your running us right into it!
Relax, it's probably fine...

PM

Signal removes the bars on the door and looks for where he remembers an access panel to be.

If there is one, he enters the last code he remembers, if that doesn't work he gets out his toolkit and tries to bypass the lock.

If there isn't he pops through the door and looks for a panel on the outside and enters the last code he remembers, if that doesn't work he gets out his toolkit and tries to bypass the lock.

Signal is able to open the door relatively easily, allowing the others to enter. The alleged uncovered spy; now-prisoner, has been badly injured. He has been generally straightened out by Signal, but was thrown around during the crash, and broke most of his bones. Many have pierced the skin, and he will die very soon...

Malefic and the others have gone further down the hall, while Wierzbowski keeps her group up by the entrance, covering the front of the transport.

"Rest now Soldier.  You're in good hands."

Sir Aries uses a combination of Healing Touch, Psychic Surgery & Bio Manipulation to treat the injured "spy".
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Malefic barks over the radio "As soon as that man is secured, get him outside and find him some cover away from the transport. All four of you go with him, and make sure he is safe before you return. We still have to find this weapon..."
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The 3rd asks Sir Aries - "Is he okay to move? Cause if he is I can carry him out, or do we need stretcher?"

Why bother, he's dead.
Nah, the cyber knight did some healing on him by the look of it.
Whatever, just get us out of this death-trap...

"Let me know if you guys need anything, I can conjure it up quickly, whatever it is to get him outta here."

In reply to Corporal Wierzbowski (msg # 81):

"Yeah Corp, can we have a stretcher? This guy is in pretty bad shape."

Once a stretcher is produced, The 3rd will help lift the man on and carry one end to carry him out.

The Corporal jogs down the corridor and pushes the wheeled stretcher inside the room, before jogging back to rejoin the demons by the entrance.

The stretcher has large, motor-cycle-like wheels to ensure stability, and is made out of some sort of light-weight metal.

A very useful ability...

The 3rd pushes the stretcher out of the transport and looks around for a 'safe' place away from the transport like the LT said. "Umm, anyone got a bright idea where we can leave this guy? The LT said leave him in a safe place..."

If someone has a suggestion the 3rd will take it and move the patient.

Assuming The 3rd asked that question over the radio...

"Shit. You will have to keep him at the transport until the glitter boys arrive to push the CS force back. As soon as they fall back, move the prisoner to our position. Is the transport secure?"
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"We have not accessed the back of the ship. Nor have we finished clearing the front as of yet, however that is our next priority. Signal belives the back, may be filled with troops."

Five minutes pass. Dusk, and Heinrich's hover truck are now approaching the crash site.

Drano, Comartin and Bullovah are one minute behind them, and will be within range of the CS squad at that time.

In reply to Nuitari (msg # 85):

"Copy, Over" The 3rd says into his radio. He turns around and takes the patient back to the brig, figuring that it is the safest place for an unconscious invalid to be. "Righto guys, the LT outside says we need to leave him here until the Dead Boys clear out."

Great, so this transport is full of Dead Boys. Dead Boys outside, I'm not liking this much.
Nope, its good times.
Good times, what are you... Crazy?!?
Huh, I see what you did there. Yes, but apparently I'm... we're... not real crazy... yet.

Once the prisoner is secured and being healed. Signal decides it's time to scout again for the rest of the group. "I'll go on ahead and try to get a good count of what's up there."

Signal drops through the floor up to his neck and heads through the walls toward the back of the ship. He looks for a more specific count of whats back there and whats moving. He stays close to the walls and if anything attacks him, he jumps back through a wall.

In reply to Signal (msg # 89):

Max keeps up with the squad, lending a hand where necessary. But he is his usual quiet self all the while. Maybe one day he would get into the habit of acknowledging orders verbally, rather than just carrying them out. But today wasn't that day.

Listening to Nuitari's orders, Lieutenant Malefic marches toward 'The 3rd'. "I need you here. Whiskey, you will take him." Malefic then casts several spells. The wounded spy is suddenly covered in shimmering armor, the stretcher levitates off the ground and floats to Whiskey's hovercycle until it sticks to the front (in an easy-to-still-pilot-manner).

"He is stuck to the stretcher, it is stuck to your bike and it weighs virtually nothing. Now go."
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"The power of magic is truly awesome to behold.  Even in its slightest manifestations."  Sir Aries was talking to himself more than anybody around who may be listening.  He was glad to save a life this day.  To hear other Cyber-Knights tell it, there was no good to come out of war.  Aries hoped this days work was a sign that they were in error.  Then again, the day wasn't over yet.  Not by a long stretch.
The conflicting orders frustrate the short tempered knight.

"Are we stay here, or do we depart in search of a safe place to keep our man?"

"You and I are staying here Cyber Knight, we get to clear this transport. This mercenary, pardon me I have forgotten your name... will be taking the spy to safety."

He motions to Whiskey, as the mercenary he has forgotten the name of.

The forgettable mercenary nods in response and hops on his hovercycle, and heads out toward Nuitari's position.

Signal quickly pops back through the wall and gets on his radio, "The special forces in the back are all dead. The survivors are climbing out the top. Can anyone outside confirm sight on? One with spikes."
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"Very well, let us see this job through to the end."

Upon hearing the news of the deadboy's fate, Sir Aries waits for further instruction.
"It seems the fates have already beat us to the kill.
Any idea of what happened to them Signal?"

I wonder who is actually in charge here?
Why?
Conflicting orders, thats why. First they told you to move that dying guy, then leave him here, now someone just picked him up....
Yeah, well you know... Its the military. Stuff seems ass backwards sometimes.
True that. So now what are we doing?
Clearing the transport, I guess.
Well lets get on with it, hanging out here is giving me the shits.

The 3rd stands beside Malefic and asks: "So what's the plan Sir? Do we head out and engage the Dead boys on top, or what?"

"Ok... um... I'm splitting the squad. Signal, check out the front of the transport now, check for any resistance up there...

Corporal Max! take Sir Aries, and The 3rd and follow Signal. Eliminate or capture  any enemy presence.

Wierzbowski, Mephisto, Deumos -- head back outside and join Nuitari's squad. The rest of you are with me. We are heading into this back room. Kill anything that doesn't surrender, check your corners, and check the bodies."

"Understood, I'm On Move. Wait, did I hear that another Death's Head is incoming? If someone could launch me at it, I might be able to bring it down from within." Signal heads towards the front of the vessel while awaiting the reply He pauses after he passes through each wall to make sure no one is in the corridors. If he sees someone he jumps back through the wall.

The 3rd follows signal towards the front of the transport. He waits at each door or wall, looking for a sign from signal that the coast is clear or not. Once SIgnal has been gone for a few moments he moves forward with caution and stealth. If Signal pops back or advises of danger he will wait for the others.

08:51, Today: 'The 3rd' rolled 81 using 1d100. Detect Ambush 60%.
08:51, Today: 'The 3rd' rolled 25 using 1d100. Prowl 75%.

Sir Aries follows suit, taking up the rear position in the squad of 3.  He re-activates any spells that may have lapsed as they go.  Sword drawn, he is ready for battle.

In reply to Sir Aries (msg # 101):

Max took position a few feet behind 'The 3rd.' After watching him for a moment, he could tell the crazy was better at it than he himself was. But again, it didn't help that Max already had his weapons out. Not like I can't draw them quick enough, I just like the feel.


21:54, Today: Max rolled 20 using 1d100. Prowl 65%.

Lieutenant Malefic leads the three demons and the mercenary to the large door, leading to the main troop compartment. Assuming Signal passed along any necessary codes, they open the door...

At the other end of the main corridor, Signal pokes his head through the door, while the others line up behind him...



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Signal comes flying backwards through the door in front and stutters like he is struggling to say the words at all, "t-t-t... two heavy c-cyborgs, a ju-ju-icer-er and a psi-man. He's pretty good." signal swallows hard and moves to the terminal, he punches in the code all but the last digit and waits for the others to signal ready to open. He reactivates his armor field if necessary and summons up his Psi-blade.
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"Right. they know we are coming now if the psi man messed with Signal. So I guess they will either make a run for it once we open the door or try to shoot the shit out of us. Anyone got any grenades? I've got none."

The 3rd re-activates his armor bizarre enchant if needed. He then activates levitation and rises up above the level of the top of the door. His plan is to shoot through the door from an unexpected angle, while exposing as little of his body as possible. He has no intention of popping his head to see what he is shooting at. Shoot blind seems just fine.

He gives the thumbs up to signal.

Sir Aries is itching for a fight.  He isn't foolish enough to stand in front of the door as it opens.  He stands instead to one side, ready to engage once the fighting begins.

"Let us do this then."
Aries has no grenades.  His skills lay in melee.  Up close & personal.

With the others in position, and Signal completely out of line of sight of the opening, he opens the door. Signal immediately ghosts and gets ready to swing at anything coming through the door.

OOC - Going to need initiative rolls for everyone. Also some strike, parry and dodge rolls I can draw from for the melee please

PM
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As the door slides up the 3rd instinctively checks that is armor bizarre is still engaged, even though he knows it is. As soon as the door reaches the top he drops his hands down and points his pistols into the room and starts pulling the triggers. Each time he pulls the trigger he says "bang".

Why do you do that? You're making us sound retarded.
Shut 'bang' up 'bang' I'm 'bang' busy 'bang'

07:39, Today: 'The 3rd' rolled 15 using 1d20+4. Initiative. (+4).

The plan is to stay hidden above the door and shoot blind into the room. If the CS run out, the 3rd will aim at them. If someone runs in the 3rd will drop his head down so he can see what he is shooting at and avoid hitting his comrades.
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Signal hits the button and ghosts. He only swings if something comes through the door, and even then he goes for the Psi-Man first.
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In reply to Signal (msg # 112):

Max focuses on dropping whatever is biggest and baddest with his first three shots, then spreads the love around all the others. Once Betsy, his Big Bore Revolver, is spent he holsters it and draws out the Hero.
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Second Zero

The door whisks open, and Max is first to react. All four of the CS soldiers are side by side. Picking out the biggest and baddest of the bunch, he spots one of the cyborgs strapped with a dozen various grenades, and has an actual live kitten kicking and squealing strapped to the side of his helmet. He is the only one not ready, and is just finishing loading his rail gun as the door opens.

Max hits him square in the chest, while it does rock the cyborg, it does not knock him, or any full conversion cyborg down. It leaves a solid dent in the heavy Cyborg body armour he is wearing however.


Signal waits for the enemy to charge, if they choose to.

The 3rd opens fire wildly, hoping to hit any of the soldiers waiting on the other side, and thanks to Signal's recon, he hits cyborg 2 in the shoulder with one pistol, leaving a small scorch mark, but misses with the other.


Sir Aries also stays out of view, and waits for them to charge.

The Juicer takes a shot at the only visible target : Max. He is armed with a CP-50, and makes use of the attached grenade launcher for his first shot. Max tries to dodge out of the way, but fails and is hit in the chest with a micro fusion grenade, which explodes immediately, in a 12 foot radius, nearly encompassing The 3rd as well.


Max is knocked on his back, out of view of the enemy soldiers... for now.

The psychic soldier does nothing visible...

Both cyborgs toss out grenades. One is a tear gas grenade, which pops and starts to fill the area right away. The other is a high explosive, which explodes under The 3rd, but he is out of range for any damage.


Second One

Everyone readjusts...

Second Two

The 3rd continues to fire blindly into the Coalition squad, but misses with both shots.


The cyborgs each toss another high explosive grenade, again missing with the small 6-foot explosions.

The Juicer rolls to the side, to see Max again and takes a rapid triple laser-pulse burst at Max while the psi-stalker is still on the ground.


Second Three

Max regains himself, and rolls over onto his hands and knees, again out of sight from the enemy squad. (

Signal continues to wait for a charge...

Sir Aries continues to wait for a charge...

The Juicer remains in position, and waits for a target.

A small fire erupts out of nowhere in the doorway, encompassing the entire door.



*You all still have several actions this melee. You now have the option of changing your intentions, and I can re-use any dice rolls that I have not used in the fight as of yet.



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Knowing his best chance is against the technological heavy Borgs, Sir Aries first instinct is to use the SN speed & strength spells in his suit to attack hard & fast with a torrent of blows that should shred the borgs armor to ribbons.

However he soon realizes that doing so will likely bring psychic as well as concentrated fire upon him specifically.  Instead he bides his time where he is & waits for an opportunity to strike.
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Knowing that absorbing the tear gas directly into his body will not be fun, Signal makes sure his immunity is still active and then thinks back to see how heavy the door is. If the door is heavy enough to knock or hurt someone. Instead of slashing with his sword he will drop the door on them and pin a nice target for his comrades. If it is not, he takes a few steps back from all the grenades and keeps waiting.

The 3rd notes the small fire with alarm. If thats a Buster.... time to move. He pushes up against the wall and kicks himself back from above the fire. He leaps off to one side and away from the door.

Zander coughs mildly into his helmet as he quickly recovers from the grenade blast. He raises his Kingdom Come to the juicer and takes a shot while drawing out the Hero for the follow-up shot.

The burst of fire doesn't even concern him as he instinctively activates Impervious to Fire.

*The tear gas continues to spread*

Second Four

The 3rd pushes up against the wall and kicks himself back from above the fire. He leaps off to one side and away from the door.

Both cyborgs remain where they are, and do not advance. The bound kitten can be heard screaming over the crackling of the fire.


Second Five

Max Zander regains himself after the previous attempt to dodge.

Signal steps back and waits.

Sir Aries stands, ready to strike anything that comes through.

The juicer remains where he is as well.

The psychic extinguishes the flame.


Second Six

The 3rd waits to attack...

Also, on second 6, both borgs and juicers are charging out. Instead of re-rolling initiative, or ignoring it completely, the 'melee' will re-start at second 0 as they come charging out, giving you guys a chance to act before they do. Don't worry, it makes sense inside my head...

After the flame disappears, everyone prepares for the assault. Both borgs and the juicer charge out together.



Second Six/Zero

Max Zander is first to react and opens fire with both pistols at the charging juicer, hitting him twice in the chest as the super soldier stumbles and fails to dodge. The damage is noticeable dropping the juicers' armor by around 30%.


Signal drops the heavy door down on them as they charge out! The Juicer had no chance to dodge, while one borg tries to leap back inside, and the other tries to catch it. They all FAIL and the door smashes all three of them to the ground.


The 3rd makes his move as they drop, and blasts one of the cyborgs with his pistols, scorching the heavy armor.


The Borg that had tried to catch the door manages to push the door up a few inches...

The juicer slides away, back to the other side of the door, out of sight.

Sir Aries rushes to the closest 'borg and slashes down at the head with his magic sword. The blade strikes twice in quick succession, and leaves a brutal gash in the bulky helmet.


The psychic peaks down under the door (still out of sight), and telekinetically pulls on Sir Aries' legs, catching him off guard, and knocking the elf on his back.



*Both borgs are still caught under the door for now, and visible for attacking.
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Laying flat on his back was not Sir Arie's idea of a good time; especially in the middle of melee combat.
He uses TK Leap to fly into the air & attacks the borg again.

"Corporal Zander, attack the psychic!  We can handle these technological rogues!"

Signal, moves forward and for as long as he feels safe and able to keep his feet from showing in the bag under the door he strikes at the pinned down borgs. He only goes for a specific part if they try to lift the door, in which case he slices at the limbs trying to lift the door.

In reply to Sir Aries (msg # 121):

At Sir Aries' direction, Zander darts toward the door and does a baseball slide to catch a glimpse of the burster. As soon as he does, he attempts to take a shot from each weapon to the unseen psychic.

Seeing the borgs and juicer trapped under the door, the 3rd holsters his pistols and unslings his plasma launcher and starts blasting away at the immobile targets. Behind his helmet he is all smiles.

Second Seven

no actions

Second Eight

The 3rd changes weapons.

The borg pushing on the door, lifts it high enough for the other borg (the one with the kitten strapped to his helmet) to slide back to the other side with the psychic and the juicer.


Second Nine

Max Zander slides across the floor, and spots the mage bent down, peaking under the door. He fires twice hitting him once in the face, and once in the right shoulder. The psychic is startled and falls on his ass.


Signal moves in for a strike at the remaining borgs' arm, lifting the door. The cyborgs armor is strong, and will withstand several sword strikes.


Sir Aries slashes at the 'borgs belly, hoping to kill him before he too escapes back behind the door. The armor holds strong. (down to 80%)


The juicer tosses a micro-fusion grenade under the door (large blast radius). It has yet to explode.

The tear gas continues to spread.

Second Ten

The 3rd kicks the grenade back over to the other side, it explodes almost as soon as it clears the doors. They likely all survived, but the kitten stops screaming...


The remaining 'borg, under the door continues to push up on the door, and starts, to slide his waist to the other side.

Second Eleven

Zander moves into a crouched position from his slide, and spins around to blast the cyborg with both pistols.


Signal slashes at the arm again.


Sir Aries slashes again, leaving a ruthless gash in the cyborgs' armor, bringing it down below 20%.


The juicer grabs his comrades leg and starts to pull him back through the door.

Second Twelve

The 3rd opens fire with his plasma launcher, and still the cyborg armor holds (down to 10%)


The Cyborg slides back under the door, and the door slams shut again.

Combat is over, again... for now.

In reply to Mike (msg # 127):

After they retreat, Zander holsters both his weapons and proceeds to look over the remains of "Betsy," his formerly faithful revolver.

The 3rd reloads his pistols, swapping the partially used clips for fresh ones. He quickly looks about checking the situation around him, just to make sure no one is sneaking up behind them. "Why don't we just blast the door down?"

Is it over?
The fighting?
Yeah...
Nope not yet. You wanna take over?
Hell no! I'd just run away and we'd both find that embarrassing!
Well piss off and leave me to it...

Signal smiles. "I can just open it again. I thought closing it might give us a few free shots on them and time to reload. Blasting it open again removes that option. One ready I will open it again, unless you want to find another way."

"Truth be told I was just warming up."

Lets hang on for just a moment to see if we can get a few grenades out this way before we start again. As for stopping combat once it starts again. . .doing so just gives them the chance to reload too.

Several explosions can be heard toward the rear of the ship, where Malefics' crew is, although they declared it all-clear just a minute ago. A few seconds later, Kresil (the shorter demon), one of the Alu demons, and the mercenary Tangles come into view. The Alu demon is carrying an unconscious and badly burned Malefic. Both demons are bleeding, and Tangles' armor is down to around half.

They walk down the corridor to join the group, and set Malefic down against the wall.
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Tangles is carrying a satchel filled with CS micro-fusion grenades and tosses it on the ground next to Malefic.

"The dead boys back there were covered in grenades. You wanted them, you got 'em. What are we dealing with back here?"

As much as he would love to charge into battle & avenge his comrade in arms, Sir Aries makes use of his healing abilities and does what he can to stabilize Malific.

Signal pulls a grenade from the bag and says, "So everyone grab one. On ready I will open the door."

Signal again moves to the panel and punches in the code, all but the last number.

The 3rd takes a grenade. To no one in particular he says, "Grenades are fun. I'm ready"

In reply to 'The 3rd' (msg # 137):

"We should probably wait for Sir Aries to finish stabilizing LT Malefic so we can get his help on this." The stalker spoke as he himself pulled out two grenades and positioned himself ready to avoid another potential blast as soon as Signal opens the door again.

Lieutenant Malefic will survive. His plasma burns are severe however, and he won't be joining in any combat in the near future.

This leaves Corporal Zander in charge of the strike team, which now adds an Alu demon, an Asurk Demon and Tangles (gun-type mercenary).
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"Alright Corporal, I've done all I can for him.  What are you orders?"

In reply to Sir Aries (msg # 140):

"Everyone grab at least one grenade. Signal lifts, we all throw ours in there. Focus on the damn borgs and psionic and/or mage with the grenades. The juicer will likely be able to get out the way, so we'll have to take him down the by just shooting at him. Signal, stand by to drop the door again if need be. Form up as a staggered "V" at the door, with the demons nearest the door. If and when they clear the doors, direct hand to hand combat out of the firing range." Zander didn't like this part of the job. He just liked to kill things. But it didn't stop him from doing what he needed to do. It is one of the aspects of being in the military. If you stay in, you are bound to have to lead at some point. As he spoke, he walked around the door, demonstrating what he meant.

Some people might go for a semi-circle focused on the door, but this way we use the lesser profile of the door to minimize the number of exposed allies and still get a good vantage of what lay on the other side.

The stalker took the position at the tip of the "V" farthest from the door on the side closer to Malefic. If anyone got that far, they'd have to go through him. Not that they'd know we had a vulnerable ally just around the corner. . .

"Are we sure they are still on the other side of the door? It has been some time..."

"We are not sure, thats why we aren't pulling the pins before I open the door. If that psychic wasn't there I would take a look first."

Signal checks that everyone is in position and then he enters the last of the code to open the door.

In reply to Signal (msg # 143):

"Better to be prepared for it if they are."

Zander keeps his position and has the grenades up to his face, teeth on the pins so he can pull them out at the same time if need be.

The squad moves into position, and waits for what seems like forever for the door to open again. A bead of sweat hangs from the end of Tangle's nose, as he stands trembling with anticipation. Not to kill and destroy the enemy.... just to be done with this, and hopefully survive.

His mind wanders to the imminent battle looming just outside the transport, and hopes the rest of the platoon can hold them off...

Finally the door opens, revealing nothing but scorch marks, and the half-melted corpse of the kitten that was strapped to the one cyborgs' head. The soldiers have moved deeper toward the front of the vessel.

The corridor leads to a stack of crates to the left, and two doors to the right. The crates are labeled medical supplies. The door at the end of the corridor, is universally marked as a washroom. The door next to it, is exactly like the one just opened, and leads toward the external weapon stations and the cockpit.

Signal ghosts and moves into the corridor. He walks up to the first door and at the wall next to it, he puts his head through just far enough to see and quickly pulls his head back.

PM

Sir Aries gets into position with the others, renews his shield's duration & throws the grenade on cue, waiting to see what the result will be before acting accordingly.

Signal turns to the others and silently pantomimes pulling the pin on his grenade, opening the door throwing in all the grenades and closing the door. He then points to each person in the group and motions to them to move up to the door.

In reply to Signal (msg # 149):

With Signal's motion, Zander put the pins back in his mouth, ready to yank the grenades away and toss them in one motion once the door is opened. He carefully gives the psi-ghost a slight nod, indicating the go-ahead.

Signal decides since he is working the door, he won't need to throw his grenade as well. Signal goes back over the memory in his head that this door didn't lock from the other side, confident it couldn't he wrenched the door open and as soon as everyone tossed 1 grenade from his side, he slams the door shut again.

OOC: First action, Open door. Second Action, ready for all grenades to be thrown through then slam door shut.

19:31, Today: Signal rolled 20 using 1d20+2. Initiative.

When the main door opens and the dead boys aren't there The 3rd is a little disappointed. He nods to Signals silent orders. When the door opens he lobs in his grenade.

The squad moves ahead, down the corridor, toward the washroom, and prepares their assault at the second door. After Signals' directions, he types in the door code, and it quickly slides open. The psychic soldier is standing immediately on the other side of the door, staring down the grenade-assault... He seems completely unconcerned... and as all the grenades are tossed, they simply hit an invisible force field and pile up at the entrance. There is approximately 3 seconds until they each explode...

The psychic soldier stands and watches.

*I forgot to ask for new initiative rolls. Please add them in to the next round of posts.
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In reply to Mike (msg # 153):


23:49, Today: Max Zander rolled 11 using 1d20. init. 11+4 - 15

Knowing full well it was too late didn't stop Max from trying to telekinetically pushing the grenades and the telepath backwards.

11:34, Today: Sir Aries rolled 19 using 1d20+4. Initiative.

Sir Aries added his own considerable TK ability to Max's effort.

Having been ordered further inside the crashed skull faced ship Na-Wa catches up to the others and remains quite. See one unconscious body Na-Wa looked for anything he could use the sleeping man wasn’t going to immediately need (grenades, vibro knifes). He alrady had many e-clips from the bodies of the dead skull faced soldiers.

Na-Wa didn’t join in the grenade throwing (his hands were full and Na-Wa knew he was too dumb to make things float with his mind) and instead waited for the signal to rush into the door and kill skull faced soldiers. In his right hand the dimwitted psi-stalker held Whon-Ecke, and in his left a CP-30 pulse pistol.

19:21, Today: Na - Wa rolled 9 using 1d20. init +5.
Activating intuitive combat

PM
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Assuming everyone moves back to avoid the explosions, they all detonate at the door, destroying the psychics' forcefield. He is also hurled backward by the telekinetic attacks. The way should be clear...

*Na-Wa is standing at the entrance to this corridor. Just outside there is the previous large corridor with Malefic, and the exit. You guys are right at the front of the ship now.

*The door to the cockpit area is down the hall on the left (This is where the grenades detonated). There should also be a small man-sized door for the washroom at the very end of the hall, but starcraft 2, doesn't have many door-types...


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In reply to Mike (msg # 158):

"Signal, Check the cockpit." Max looks to one of the two demons, pointing to him. "You make certain no one comes out of the washroom."

"Everyone else, form up on the cockpit"

Signal does as he is told. He slips up where the side wall of the cockpit should be and disappears into the wall. He does this so he can look into the cockpit from a direction other than the one expected.

As soon as Signal is able to see the room, he jumps back, hoping he is fast enough to not get attacked by the psionic again.

PM

A loud, rising yell is heard coming from the cockpit as the juicer loses control. He charges out into the hallway blasting! (his armor is still heavily damaged from the last battle)

*I will use your previous init rolls here, but you can post actions.
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Zander doesn't skip a beat as he unleashes on the juicer.


12:00, Today: Max Zander rolled 23 using 1d20+9. Shot at Juicer with Kingdom Come & Hero.


12:01, Today: Max Zander rolled 29 using 9d6. Hero and Kingdom Come Damage to Juicer.

As the skull faced soldier appeared Na-Wa rapidly fired on him with his pistol

Signal chooses to remain phased, and allow the other muscle in his squad to take out the crazed juicer. Sir Aries, armed with a sword, elects to remain standing unless the juicer makes it much farther - so as to not get in the way of the shooters.

The juicer fires a shot from his plasma cannon into the tall Alu demon's gut and continues to charge forward.

Max, Na-Wa and Tangles open fire nearly blasting through his armor (7 MD left), however Na-Wa missed...

Kresil, the smaller demon slashes out at him with his claws, but the juicer evades.

He fires again disintegrating a large portion of the Alu demon's abdomen, before he is filled with holes from the other squad members. His body twitches with each blast and takes three full steps after his life slipped away, before collapsing on his face in front of Signal and Max. (He has his plasma cannon, 2 stun grenades, 2 eclips and some personal items).

Sir Aries holds back to see if there are more incoming enemies, probing the area with his telepathy for other minds that may be hiding or laying in wait.

Zander glances over the to the Alu demon that was shot to see how it was holding up. He holstered his Hero pistol and picked up one of the stun grenades, passing the other to anyone else who wanted it. He didn't care for weapons other than pistols and grenades, so he all but ignored the plasma cannon.

"Signal, hang back for a minute. We are going in. Alert us of anything happening out here."

"Everyone else, push forward. Remember what we are dealing with though"

Taking the position of pointman, he walked forward without fear. Men needed to die. He still had a good bit on his armor, and he'd be damned if those borgs would do enough to break through with a group this large.

Na-Wa accepted the blowee upee thingy given to him by the sunglasses man. Placeing the blowee upee thingy on his belt, Na-Wa got ready to follow the sunglasses man into the next room.

Signal lets Max know that the report on the room hasn't changed. He is thankful when Max gives him the order to watch their backs. Signal knows he isn't a fighter, he's a scout and a face. His primary concern when joining up was that he would be used  as cannon fodder, so he is genuinely happy with Max's order.

Signal pulls his pistol out and holds it in one hand and leaves the other empty. He checks over the times on his defenses and his armor shield. He re-ups anything that needs it.

Sir Aries follows the others into the next room.  His sword is drawn, his spells that have lapsed are regenerated & he is on guard for what ever might happen next.

The 3rd follows the others. A bit slow on the uptake for a change he watches as the CS juicer hits the floor - dead. If no one else grabs his weapons he will take a minute and collect them. He then forms up with the others eager to take the final borgs down.

The Alu demon slumps over and dies slowly after the wounds from the juicer. Kresil and Tangles charge into the room alongside the rest of the squad. The two cyborgs from before are standing with weapons ready, while the psychic soldier kneels between them, and five wounded humans, and two wounded dog boys are laying down, up against the wall, behind them (mostly).

Tangles is immediately launched back out of the room, by the psychic, slamming hard against the far wall by the washroom door. Everyone else opens fire on each other (including the wounded).


*Posts should have initiative for this charge attack, as well as strikes, parries and dodges (and damage).


Cpl. Zander
Na-Wa
The 3rd
Sir Aries
Signal
Kresil
Tangles
Lt. Malefic
This message was last edited by the GM at 03:14, Sun 20 Jan 2013.

In reply to Mike (msg # 172):

20:47, Today: Max Zander rolled 23 using 1d20+4. Init.

Zander leads off his attack with throwing the unarmed grenade at the psychic, and shooting at him at the same time. He figured the least it would do is distract him momentarily. Once the grenade is out, he pulls the Hero from it's holster and adds it to the firefight.
This message was last edited by the GM at 13:18, Sun 20 Jan 2013.

The 3rd charges in balsting away with his C-29. Luckily no one can see his face under his helmet, if they could it would seem like he is enjoying himself a bit too much.
Shoot em, shoot em til they are dead!
what?
Nothing...

Sir Aries enters the room and charges along the wall, to avoid being hit by his own squad. He intends on taking the closest troops, in close combat with both swords drawn.

Second One

One of the wounded humans, near the back, the middle of the five, fires first, with his laser pistol, striking Zander in the head as he comes into view.


Max Zander acts next, and simultaneously tosses an unarmed grenade at the kneeling psychic, and shoots him with his kingdom come. The psychic's already damaged armor is hit again, adding another scorch mark, and dropping it to just over 10% capacity. The psychic then ducks down lower, hoping the grenade will pass over him.

The cyborg, who now has a scorched and burned kitten carcass strapped to the side of his head is next to open fire, with his heavy rail gun, choosing the charging Sir Aries as his target. The elven cyber knight moves with lightning speed to parry the blast, but fails, and takes the rail gun slug in the gut, stopping his charge and knocking him back a step.


One of the wounded dog boys follows up the cyborg's attack with a blast from a laser rifle at the staggered elven cyber knight. Aries tries to evade, but is not quite nimble enough this time.


Sir Aries quickly recovers from the rail gun hit, and moves up to decapitate the already-damaged Kitten Killer cyborg, with a sword attack to his neck. The sword passes right through, and the cyborg's head soars through the air, bouncing off a wall and into an open rations crate.


One of the wounded human soldiers, the furthers on the left, takes aim and fires at The 3rd, he enters the room, with his laser pistol, but misses, and hits the wall out in the hallway.

The grenade bounces off the psychic's shoulder, and as he recovers from his dodge, he reaches out and picks it up.

Na-Wa takes aim at the psychic, and opens fire with his laser pistol, with a triple pulse burst. The psychic's armor is now all but destroyed, he won't last another shot.


The mercenary Tangles charges back into the room and blasts the other cyborg with his plasma rifle, melting a large portion of the cyborg's chest, he too will not survive another shot.

The 'borg returns fire, at Tangles, with his own plasma rifle, taking Tangles's armor down to 50% with just one shot.

Two of the wounded humans instinctively fire at Kresil, the demon, as he enters the room. Each armed with laser pistols, however one misses his target completely. There is no visible damage to the tough demon hide, besides a tiny patch of singed hair.

Signal remains outside, vigilantly guarding their rear.

The second wounded dog boy also fires at the charging demon, this time leaving a larger, singed patch of hair, but still not slowing the demon's charge.

The 3rd stumbled on his way into the room, after being bumped by the excited demon. Once inside however, he opens fire on the remaining cyborg with his C-29 rifle. This time, the damage is severe enough to disrupt the main cybernetic systems, and the cyborg collapses helplessly to the ground.


Kresil pounces over the cowering psychic soldier and the two incapacitated cyborgs, landing on the wounded soldiers behind them, against the wall of the crushed cockpit. He jams both of his hands into the face of one of the soldiers, squeezing until the brains are oozing between his fingers and the man stops moving.

---

The psychic will not last much longer, and the remaining wounded troops could be subdued... will you be taking prisoners or killing them all?

Wiu the situation under control The 3rd simply asks "Are we going to bother with prisoners?" If the answer is negative or takes too long in coming The 3rd will dispatch the dead boys and make sure the Borge are truly dead.

Signal's voice calls out an answer, "No! Avenge Malefic!" It is simple and direct, but lets everyone in the room know what happened. Signal's voice cracked when he said it, like he is not used the brutality of war.

Na-Wa fires his laser pistol, into the mass of skull faced soilders.

In reply to Na - Wa (msg # 179):

"NO PRISONERS" Came the 'stalker's shout as he calmly walked in, finishing up any straggling survivors, and putting an extra round into each of them.

It was simple. These men were riddled with bigotry. Max had no tolerance for it. Unless orders were otherwise, he'd always had the no prisoners mentality.

Once done, he scans the bodies, and replaces his e-clips with fresh ones. He left the unarmed grenade laying where it was. Someone else could take it if they want, but he had no more interest in it.
This message was last edited by the player at 04:40, Thu 07 Feb 2013.

The 3rd will check over the bodies and take any grenades he finds, plus anything he thinks might be of value - monetary for himself or intel for the higher ups.

All of the wounded are executed without mercy in short order. Corporal Zander leads the squad to the hole in the side of the transport. The same hole the team entered through, and joins in the battle outside.

With dozens of skelebots landing all around, there is no trouble for everyone to find targets.