The first hand to collide with Frosty's was Valkryie's, though she had put some oomph into it. "[I][B]FUCK[/B] yes![/I]" she exclaimed, before hugging Bucky nearby. Then came Vakarus broadcasting over the crew channel, and Yuga's new orders. "This is Ink. Linking up with the sweepers. Also, hey Fat Rat...how thick do you think that glass is in the king's box? Could crown the king easily."
Yanim nodded as she witnessed Owen cross the finish line in the lead. However, her attention was on the situation brewing in the hallway outside. Vakarus had been smart, identifying the Asset Protection threat over the comms. "Do not lead them to our door," she warned, concerned that she and Amelia would be cornered in their own VIP box. "Sweepers, as Yuga said, you are clear to intervene in the VIP section now that the race is concluded. We need a distraction right now. Someone, [I]shoot out the windows[/I]."
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Vakarus:
CH Estimate: 1/2
[B]Actual: 1[/B]
Roll Failed.
Vakarus didn't look like Mafia himself, but Dio was believable. As they bickered, Mac held off from attacking them and took a moment to put the pieces together. He had just seen the room behind the door on a monitor, and all was well. The Mafia men would have alerted their contacts with AP had there been any sort of a problem. These two were clearly lying.
"Shut up," Mac ordered as he raised his rifle. "Do you think this is a game?"
[QUOTE=Sega Saturn;50293959]((Then I'm assuming that by "peaking at Briggs" you mean that Mac was looking at him through a video feed. Because it was established that the Mafia guys inside the room were waiting on AP to arrive, and in my last post, Mac and his associates had just appeared from an elevator en route to the room holding Briggs. That's where the confusion is coming from.))[/QUOTE]
(( I understand now, sorry about that I'll just cut it then. ))
Markus pumped his fist slightly as Owen put the race in the bag, "Here comes the fuckin dosh..." he whispered to himself.
He stood up and stretched when Amy contacted him, "I've been sittin on me arse fer too long, gonna get up an take a walkabout. Reckon these fuckers reinforced the VIP glas..."
He was interrupted when Yanim gave him the order to intervene.
"Well why the fuck not." he mumbled as he took aim towards Briggs' room and took a blind shot through the tinted window.
((Roll for mlg noscope))
"Might want to postphone that walk, huh?" Amy said jokingly. She took aim at a shape on the other side of the window, to her it could have been Biggs, or one of his cronnies. Might as well join the fun. She pulled the trigger. [Roll for attack.]
There's goes the element of surprise, Jag thought. The Sanghvi begin to rise up and look down towards the VIP area.
"Obelisk, All members are clear to engage. Remember, Briggs dies today." Jag stated clearly over the Crew's intercom.
The Sanghvi then begin jump off of the tower, gilding down towards the VIP door.
[Going to use my action to just into the hallway.]
[B]---[/B]
"Halt!" One of the port security officers cried as Jack and the Investigators gather around the arrested chop shop team.
Robert fixed his tie before pulling out his ID. "Robert 22, Asset Protection. These individuals are of high interest to the company and we them for questioning." He sternly told the officer in charge.
"I simply don't answer to your authority," The officer told them, uncaring of these corporate thug's arrogant demands. "Now get of my face, I don't get-"
"What about the authority of this?" Helen intervene, cutting off the officer with dozen thousand credits in her raised hand.
Vakarus looked at Dio and then back at Mac. He started to chuckle only to suddenly stop. "You are." Vakarus then attempted to leap with all his power and use his staff in a sweeping motion to knock down the AP operatives.
((Gotta hit the sack. Sorry boys))
"Hold on there!"
Frosty called out to Valkyrie.
"It's best if I tag along with you if you're going [I]because[/I]..."
Frosty patted his firesuit, revealing the outline of a weapon.
[I]So much for playing along[/I]
Quickly, as soon as he saw Vakarus attack, Dio grab hold of 6 knifes underneath his coat and flung them towards the AP operatives.
((This looks like fun. It's been a while since I played in a good old fashioned RP. Is it still open to new players?))
[QUOTE=Snoberry Tea;50295771]((This looks like fun. It's been a while since I played in a good old fashioned RP. Is it still open to new players?))[/QUOTE]
[Never too late to join! Check out the OP first.]
On his way back to the ship, Owen saw the runner up who didn't look too happy. "Owen! Darn it, I would've won if it weren't for you!" Owen looked at Jeb and responded, "You should have stayed with the moonshine. I don't think racing is your strong suit." "What are you talking about? I almost won today!" Owen stopped the car and looked at his uncle as he said the truth to him, "You had help. Trust me. Next race you'll probably crash out again." With that, Owen started back towards the ship.
[QUOTE=Infab;50295787][Never too late to join! Check out the OP first.][/QUOTE]
((Aye I read the OP. Figured I'd ask because after 66 pages things might change :v: ))
((Thing is, bub, the RP is set up in such a way that if a new player wants to join they can do so in the downtime between chapters or if there is a fitting moment during the chapter. All this works very smoothly.
And as state earlier, you are most welcome to join))
[QUOTE=Snoberry Tea;50296445]((Aye I read the OP. Figured I'd ask because after 66 pages things might change :v: ))[/QUOTE]
((We are wrapping up chapter 1 now, you'll get an opportunity for your character to join))
Hariim works double-time to fulfill all requests and orders made of him. His attempt to fix his cameras took up more focus than it should have, and bogged him down in transition times between systems.
Vakarus: {8, 4, 2} x 1.25 x Psionics(x1.5) = [B]{15, 8, 4} DMG[/B]
Despite landing a direct hit with his staff, Vakarus didn't knock [I]anyone[/I] down. The vakr dealt most of his damage to the Investigator on Mac's left, Harris, who staggered backwards from the blow and took a serious burn to his shoulder and back, but stayed upright. The staff hit Mac's armor next, causing a wave of sparking electrical power, but dealt almost no damage to the Enforcer underneath. Finally, with what momentum he had left, he struck Morris, the other Investigator, dealing negligent damage.
Harris gathered himself and responded by trying to shoot Vakarus point-blank using his sidearm.
Harris: 3 x Arrogance(x0.75) = 2.25... 2
Vakarus: DEF Roll = 3
No Damage.
[I]Faction Feat Discovered: Asset Protection Arrogance (x0.75 DMG when outnumbering opponents, x3 damage when outnumbered by opponents)[/I]
The Investigator, still shocked from the burn of the weapon, had forgotten to disengage the safety before trying to fire it. However, he wasn't the only one to respond. Mac seized onto the staff with his armored fists and tried to wrestle it away from the Vakr.
CH Estimate: 3/5
[B]Actual: 3[/B]
Roll Passed.
Getting leverage by jerking the staff forward and knocking into the vakr, the Enforcer ripped the weapon out of his hands and tossed it behind himself. Vakarus stumbled backwards, stunned by the sudden move, while Morris prepared to fire with a sawed-off shotgun. However, Dio beat him to the punch, throwing knives at all three operatives.
CH Estimate: 1/3 x 3 = 1/1 (Impalement)
Dio: {8, 3, 1} x 1.25 x Impalement(x2) = {20, 8, 3}
Dio quickly hurled three sets of knives at his three opponents. Aiming from left to right, he struck Morris first and then Mac before Harris dodged to the side and took a glancing blow. The first knives stuck into Morris's body, inflicting serious damage and temporarily stunning the Investigator. They bounced off of Mac's body armor, however, but one struck his helmet on the ricochet and left a major scratch.
Morris, staggered but not incapacitated, roared with anger and unloaded on his two opponents.
Morris: {7, 10} x Arrogance(x0.75) = {5, 8}
Vakarus: DEF Roll = 4
[B]2 DMG[/B]
Vakarus HP: 48/50
Dio: DEF Roll = 2
[B]6 DMG[/B]
Dio HP: 94/100
With one shot, Morris was able to tag both of his opponents, but inflicted only minor scratches to each as the largest pieces of shot missed both Vakarus and Dio, putting large holes in the drywall instead. The Muramasa crew had won the first round of this fight, but the Asset Protection personnel had clearly taken the initiative by disarming Vakarus. They closed the gap and were about to fire again when there was a sudden crash from within the secure room- broken glass.
((I can't justify a roll for Markus and Amy here. With the lights on, they wouldn't be able to see the targets, and I'm not going to chance roll for shooting a giant glass curtain window.))
Two bullets pierced through the glass, failing to shatter the entire wall but leaving enough cracks for a sufficiently heavy object to break through. The first bullet caught a Mafioso in the leg while the second buried itself in the floor harmlessly. The gunmen, all nervous already thanks to the loss on the track, all started when the shots came in. "Get down!" one shouted. In an instant they began seeking cover behind solid objects while Briggs struggled to seek safety himself. Alone and bound in the center of the room, he waited for death to claim him, when something possibly even worse arrived.
((Also not rolling for Jag.))
The sanghvi smashed through the glass and hit the ground with a menacing thump, having glided all the way from its perch where Markus had hidden. Standing tall above the helpless Briggs, Jag only had a moment to decide what to do before the Mafia men got over their initial shock.
---
Jack and his associates each received notification that [I]something[/I] was happening up above in the stadium. A huge glass window had been broken above the seating area and gunshots were being heard. Still, this was no time to abandon the task at hand. With Port Security out of the way, Asset Protection now had four suspected criminal mercenaries to interrogate privately.
"Alright, listen up," Jack said. "You're all under our watch now, we're..."
He trailed off as a loud engine revved in the garage. A moment later, a red and black street racer appeared from around a corner and peeled out in its acceleration. It closed on the group with menacing speed before flying into a power-slide, taking the AP team by surprise!
Sylvia:
CH Estimate: 1/3
[B]Actual: 2[/B]
Roll Failed.
However, at the last moment, the Enforcer and the two Investigators leapt out of the way, narrowly avoiding being splattered by the sport car's maneuver. The canopy slid open, revealing the en'jyrl driver and her kanad copilot. The latter rose to his feet before the car had even finished moving and hurled a flashbang before firing on the AP team.
Rask:
CH Estimate: 3/5 x2 = 6/5 (Malevolence)
Roll Passed.
Rask: {1, 7, 8} x Malevolence(x2) = [B]{2, 14, 16} DMG[/B]
The flashbang landed on target, temporarily blinding both the AP team as well as the four Muramasa crewmembers which had been arrested. Unable to defend themselves for the moment, Rask unloaded on Jack, Robert, and Helen, in that order. The Enforcer, in his heavy armor, took no damage as the plasma failed to penetrate, but his associates were each perforated by the deadly service rifle. Despite the horrible burns inflicted, both managed to fight through the pain and regain their senses, ready to fight, only to find that Sylvia had taken flight from the vehicle and delivered guns to her comrades like some sort of war fairy.
The AP team was now outnumbered two to one, but unbeknownst to the crew, this was exactly the type of fight Jack enjoyed the most.
*snip*
Vakarus attempted to tackle the AP operative closest to him in hopes of either disarming or neutralizing him.
-----
Maddox wasted no time and hurried to the racer where he began to open fire while positioned in cover.
Seeing the incompetence of the AP personnel, Dio grinned menacingly before roaring as well, but not from anger. It was a high pitched battle cry that thundered through the dark corridors as he leaned back while holding more sets of knifes in his hands.
"EREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
((roll))
Taylor followed Maddox, darting for the racer and sliding across the hood into cover. She eased back up, and opened up on the wounded soldiers with the rifle Sylvia had given her, apparently configured to an LMG format. They needed to eliminate them first, then tag team the Enforcer.
[B]....[/B]
Valkyrie looked back at Frosty, then motioned for him to follow as she pulled off the helmet she had been wearing. "Hope you're decent with a rifle!" she said, "Also toss me my machine pistol. I think you stuck it in one of your inside pockets." She undid her ponytail, letting her hair down into its usual style.
Frosty reached into his pants, pulled out Valkyrie's signature machine pistol as well as two mags, and tossed them to her.
"You will not believe how uncomfortable it felt having that there."
[QUOTE]"You will not believe how uncomfortable it felt having that there."[/QUOTE]
"Its not that bad. Imagine if I had asked you to hide a blade in there." she said with a chuckle, before attaching a mag and racking the slide. She slipped the other mag into one of her own pockets. "Lets join the party, shall we?"
Briggs eyes open wider and larger then they ever have before, his heart nearly stop as the window shattered and it finally had arrived .
Everything slowed to halt as looked onto his angel of death. Its blank, black head facing down with it's sight locked on his head.
His primal instincts leaving him paralyzed for an spit-moment.
In an Bink of an eye, it's right scythe was fully dawned outward in an straight pose.
He spent the first seconds of his last moment in a futile struggle with his restraints, letting out a gasp in the attempt of an muzzled cry.
In the span of seconds, Jag's bade was already impaled through Briggs's upper body and straight through the chair he was tied to.
Jag looked over it's work for a little less then an second before tossing away the corpse out of the broken window to the race track below.
The blood covered Sanghvi then imminently turned it's attention towards the Asset Protection remaining, making an quick dash towards the left side of the room to avoid direct retaliation.
Bucky pockets her blowtorch. "Anybody got a plasma pistol or something I can borrow?"
While apreciating the gesture and all, guns weren't Alex's specialty. Still he would try to help the team. He ducked behind cover following Taylor and Maddox. After a few seconds, he poped up to take a shot at the AP team.
Frosty patted down his jumpsuit again, and then pulling out another weapon from inside. He pulled out his Chrome Eagle.
"I was going to use this myself, but I suppose you can use it as well."
He tosses it to Bucky, along with three magazines for it.
Bucky catches the gun and ammo, and takes a second to get acquainted with everything while she moves along with the group.
((Quick status update- I plan on running these battles tonight and tomorrow, but before I can, I need to take a drive to my university apartment today and move a crucial file onto the cloud. It's a file containing updated versions of everyone's feats and stats; I've been getting by without it during this last week but I'm going to need it going forward.))
((Edit- can't make the trip. I'll see what I can do without it, but these updates are going to be a bit slow.))
Vakarus:
CH Estimate: 1/3
[B]Actual: 2[/B]
Roll Failed.
[B]2[/B] x 1.25 (No Feat Applicable) = 2.5... [B]3 DMG[/B]
Vakarus acted quickly, launching himself at Mac and grabbing hold of his rifle. At first, he tried to disarm the brute, but when it was clear that he lacked the leverage, the vakr reversed himself and forced the gun upward, smacking the Enforcer in the chin. "Get off of me, you runt!" Mac grunted as he attempted to suplex his foe into his other foe.
CH Estimate: 1/2
[B]Actual: 2[/B]
Roll Passed.
Grabbing hold of the vakr at the hips, the Enforcer head butted him painfully before ducking down and exploding upward into the alien's chest, hoisting him off the ground and carrying him several steps before hurling him forward into Dio. The latter had just pulled a large set of knives out from his sleeves and began to scream in an unnerving battle cry, "REEEEE-" before Vakarus collided with him, causing him to fumble his knives and drop to the ground in turn. [B]10 DMG[/B]
Vakarus HP: 38/50
Dio HP: 84/100
Dio: [I]Action Invalidated.[/I]
"Stay down!" Morris shouted as he ran up and faced them off with his shotgun. Meanwhile, Mac struggled with opening the door, unaware that a Mafioso was also struggling with the lock from the other side. When they finally got the door open, a few of the Mafia's goons spilled out into the hallway, while others were panicked and searching for their weapons. In the center of everything, the sinister form of Jag sprinted to the side of the room to avoid shots from the crowd.
CH Estimate: 5/7
[B]Actual: 4[/B]
Roll Passed.
The few armed men who got their shots off missed the dark figure completely as he was much faster than his large size suggested. The commotion generated was enough to distract the AP men, including Morris, who took his eyes off his intended prisoners to watch the situation unfold. This provided initiative to the Terika-Belladonna crewmembers. Down the hall, Yanim and Amelia burst out of the VIP box, realizing that there was little time left to escape the building before the fight would trap them. Unarmed and unencumbered, they sprinted away from the fight toward the elevators at the opposite side of the hall from where the AP team had entered, with Harris being the only one to see them. Like the AP agents Jag had encountered the night before, he instantly recognized Yanim as wanted by UGC and kanad authorities. "What the..? Hey, stop!" He shouted before firing a few rounds in their direction.
Harris: {8, 9} x Arrogance(x3) = {24, 27}
Yanim: DEF Roll = 1
Amelia: DEF Roll = 3
[B]21 DMG[/B]
Yanim HP: 29/50
[B]24 DMG[/B]
Amelia HP: 76/100
The magnum rounds hit their mark on both women, striking Yanim in the leg and Amelia in the hip. The bone in Yanim's leg was shattered by the impact and she fell to the ground immediately, shrieking in pain. Amelia likewise yelped, but adrenaline kept her on her feet with the help of the wall to steady herself. She paused long enough to help Yanim back up onto her good leg, the latter using her implant to block some of the pain signals in her nervous system as she hopped along on her good leg. The two entered the elevator car and closed the doors before Harris could make the sprint, several more bullets impacting the heavy metal doors.
"Hariim," Yanim spoke on the comm through clenched teeth, "is there an airmobile vehicle on the roof?"
Hariim checked the video feed and discovered the Asset Protection team's transport before answering in the affirmative.
"That's our best bet;" she said, "we'll never make it out, wounded like this."
((Part 1/2. Another update will cover the fight in the garage.))
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