Bug
Hunters: Game 3
Douglas Rector 2 has entered the room.
Douglas Rector 2: ah, I see, still one missing
DreaMwrite1: Welcome everyone
DreaMwrite1: A tall, thin mecha with tentacles coming
on of its back and shoulders. Large peices of armor laying on the ground around
it. A blue Bug with a ball of electricity forming in one of its claws...
DreaMwrite1: Four army ants standing, looking over
the two mecha pilots standing almost face to face with the tentacled mecha...
DreaMwrite1: The situation looks very grave for our
heroes. Their attacks are not even leaving marks on their opponents...
DreaMwrite1: ((Begin))
DreaMwrite1: The thin mecha stretches out, its
tentacles stretching as well.
DreaMwrite1: It looks over the three of you, still
unaware of Darsh flying high above...
Darsh Belmont: *aims at the giant bug again with his
rifle* "This has to work. I have to…" *he pauses. He doesn't speak or fire*
"What do you mean? Is that really possible?"
Darsh Belmont: * a second pause, this one only lasts
for a second or two* "Then…then do it!"*at first, there is nothing. Then* "What
is this?! What are you doing?!"
Inserted Scene
(from IM): A flash of red covers your vision. When you can see again you
see a blue army ant with four different shaped mecha behind them. They appear
only as silhouettes, but you know for a fact that they are mecha. Then a darker
shadow envelopes the rest of them. You see two red, glowing eye slits; you feel
intense heat as flames envelop your body….
DreaMwrite1: The three mecha pilots down bellow
listen to Darsh over the radio...
Darsh Belmont: *there is a loud scream of pain. The
wings of the mecha stop flapping and it goes crashing down towards the ground in
a free fall. There is silence as he goes crashing down*
DreaMwrite1: "You ok up there?" says Mike casually.
Darsh Belmont: *moments before it slams into the
ground, the wings move and the EGL-0 levels out as it skids along the ground
tearing up a part of the road. It soon stops its motion completely*
Douglas Rector 2: "I think we just lost our air
support..."
DreaMwrite1: "Shit why now?!"
DreaMwrite1: The mecha along with the blue bug stops
and watches the EGL-0 crash to the ground.
DreaMwrite1: Daemon and Mike also stare awestruck by
this turn of events.
Darsh Belmont: *the mecha seems to start lifting
itself up. It seems a bit shakey and almost injured* "What..what was that?"
DreaMwrite1: The blue Bug turns its head sideways
almost inquisitivly.
DreaMwrite1: You notice one of the army ants walk up
next to the larger, blue one.
Darsh Belmont: *the EGL-0 stands to its feet now,
looking none the worse for wear*
DreaMwrite1: (( I guess this would be Darsh maybe and
I don't know what Douglas is looking at... ))
Douglas Rector 2: "are you having fun over there Mr.
Belmont?"
Darsh Belmont: "Do you think you can handle it?" *pausse*
"Okay, then let's do it. Hey! Think the three of you can hold off that giant
monstrosity while I get that sample?"
DreaMwrite1: While everyone is distracted the
tentacled mecha makes its attack on the Valcionne J!
Douglas Rector 2: "well, maybe it's armor has been
softened up some..."
DreaMwrite1: The mecha makes its attack after Douglas
utters that last sentance.
DreaMwrite1: It moves with uncannay spead at him.
*OnlineHost*: Douglas Rector 2 rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4 2
DreaMwrite1: ((Roll to dodge?))
Darsh Belmont: ((let me know when I can move))
Douglas Rector 2: (6)
DreaMwrite1: ((Ok Darsh.))
DreaMwrite1: ((Its going to be Tentacles, Douglas,
and Darsh.
DreaMwrite1: ((How do I roll again?))
Douglas Rector 2: (the same way as always)
*OnlineHost*: DreaMwrite1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 3
DreaMwrite1: The mecha makes a kick, sending the
Valcionne J flying straight up in the air.
DreaMwrite1: ((You got any more defensive actions
Douglas?))
Douglas Rector 2: (nay)
*OnlineHost*: DreaMwrite1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 1
Darsh Belmont: ((Ouch))
DreaMwrite1: ((Wow it looks like this one is getting
the good rolls. ))
Darsh Belmont: ((Hey, why don't we switch chat rooms
now. This one likes the bad guy too much))
DreaMwrite1: Daemon, Darsh, and Mike watch as the
tentacle mecha disapears and reappears up in the air above Douglas, smashing him
down back to the ground, creating a small crater in the road...
DreaMwrite1: He then disapears again, reappearing on
top of Douglas, his tentacles realing back to strike....
DreaMwrite1: The Valcionne J is dented and torn now
with sparks of electricity shooting off from it.
Douglas Rector 2: (not to mention a mere 4 health
points remaining :-P)
Darsh Belmont: ((Darn! Guess that means I should try
and help him :-\))
Douglas Rector 2: (that damage included the armor
reduction right?)
DreaMwrite1: The blue army ant behind the large mecha
lifts one of its claws.
DreaMwrite1: ((Yep...))
DreaMwrite1: The mecha then backs up, lifts up its
arms as chunks of its fallen armor shoot back and attatch back on.
DreaMwrite1: The tentacles then retract back into the
large, now fully armored goliath.
DreaMwrite1: It turns around and then begins to walk
away...
DreaMwrite1: The rock music now stops over the
radio...
Darsh Belmont: ((It stopped last game actually))
DreaMwrite1: You all hear Douglas restlessly
breathing.
DreaMwrite1: ((Yes and then began attacking again
just now.))
DreaMwrite1: ((Oh well I guess I meant for it to
start again after he changed))
Darsh Belmont: ((I was referring to the music))
Darsh Belmont: ((Okay))
DreaMwrite1: ((You guys going to pursue the mecha?))
Darsh Belmont: *seeing as the mecha is now walking
away, turns to look at the bugs*
DreaMwrite1: ((Combat round is over.))
Douglas Rector 2: (there's only two of us present,
and one of us is incapacitated)
Darsh Belmont: ((What are they doing?))
DreaMwrite1: The blue bug now has one of his claws on
the "shoulder" of the bug that had walked next to him...
DreaMwrite1: ((Everyone roll 2D6))
*OnlineHost*: Darsh Belmont rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2
1
*OnlineHost*: Douglas Rector 2 rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3 4
*OnlineHost*: DreaMwrite1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 3
*OnlineHost*: DreaMwrite1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 4
Darsh Belmont: ((*waits to hear what that was about
before continuing actions*))
DreaMwrite1: The blue Bug's eyes glow then another
army ant walks to his side while the other one backs up.
DreaMwrite1: The blue bug then proceeds with stabbing
a claw into the army ant's abdomen with it coming out the other side...
DreaMwrite1: It falls to the ground in a pool of
green blood.
DreaMwrite1: The four Bugs left standing begin to
walk away in the same direction as the mecha.
Darsh Belmont: ((When can we move?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Now))
Darsh Belmont: The rest of you cover him! Don't let
that thing get him again" *leaps up into the air and then flies straight towards
the group of bugs* "Zalgallas, do it" *a mist forms around the EGL-0 completely
surrounding it*
DreaMwrite1: A ball of lightning forms around the
four bugs, expanding and then contracting into....nothing.
DreaMwrite1: They are gone.
DreaMwrite1: ((I hope ya guys can picture that as
well as I can.))
DreaMwrite1: ((Can't think of a good referance from
an anime))
DreaMwrite1: "Umm what about the people here Darsh?"
says Daemon.
Darsh Belmont: *the mist stops and the EGL-0 lands on
the ground. He stands tehre and looks at the area where they vanished* "Scan for
any traces" ((*wonders if sensors are back up yet*))
DreaMwrite1: The sensors shoot back on as soon as the
four bugs disapear.
Darsh Belmont: ((Well, what do I get on sensors?))
DreaMwrite1: ((You guys lose 5 EP from that battle
btw.))
Darsh Belmont: "I'm going to search the area. Look
after Douglas."
Darsh Belmont: *starts to fly around the area looking
for any sign of the bugs (checking sensors and so forth*
DreaMwrite1: The area is oddly quiet, Darsh...
DreaMwrite1: The broken down city of Las Vegas is
empty as far as you and your sensors can tell...
Douglas Rector 2: *gets up slowly and unsteadily*
DreaMwrite1: You get up from the five foot crater
Douglas...
Darsh Belmont: *returns to the area of the battle*
DreaMwrite1: "What was that all about?" says Mike, a
little confused.
DreaMwrite1: You fly back to the others Darsh.
DreaMwrite1: "I guess I don't need this up
anymore..."
Darsh Belmont: *lands near the dead bug that was
killed by its own*
Darsh Belmont: "It was about giving us exactly what
we wanted"
Douglas Rector 2: "well... we showed them... I
think..."
DreaMwrite1: The vacant lot turns back to the
buildings and alleys it use to be.
DreaMwrite1: Revealing the people again.
DreaMwrite1: ((Douglas is soo luck he didnt get
mutual damage))
Darsh Belmont: *tries to find the best way to gather
up the remainder of the dead bug*
Douglas Rector 2: "huh... some sort of hologram?..."
Darsh Belmont: "Yes, whatever disrupted our sensors
must've ruined the image as well. Just ignore it."
DreaMwrite1: "Yes I have a handy holigraphic
projector on this suit."
DreaMwrite1: The bug is on the ground motionless.
Blood still oozing out.
Darsh Belmont: *looks for something big enough to put
it in for tow*
DaemonEgo has entered the room.
DaemonEgo: (Here now..ugh..sorry guys..anything I
need to catch up on or did I drool on myself a lot?)
Douglas Rector 2: "well, how are we going to get
these people back to the base, not to mention our selves?"
DreaMwrite1: ((Ok your next to Mike now Daemon with
Douglas a bit away from you standing over the dead bug.
Darsh Belmont: "Like I said, they were just an
illusion to get us here by the bugs so they could give us this."
DreaMwrite1: ((Sorry I'm a bit laggy in my typing
right now...))
Darsh Belmont: *continues to look around for
something to put this bug in so we can take it back with us*
DaemonEgo: "Wait an illusion by who?"
DreaMwrite1: ((lol the old conspiracy theory by Darsh))
Darsh Belmont: ((Far too convienent any other way))
Douglas Rector 2: "They look pretty real to me..."
DreaMwrite1: "Come on Darsh your being a little too
paranoid arn't you?" says Mike over the radio.
Douglas Rector 2: *puts mecha into recovery/sleep
mode and exits to look around on foot*
DreaMwrite1: You don't see anything for transporting
the bug, Darsh.
DaemonEgo: "Right, option c then, pick it up and haul
it back."
Darsh Belmont: "They meet us here, fight us, then
mysteriously stop right before it kills Douglas, kills one of their own, and
then all vanish without effort leaving the body"
DreaMwrite1: "Umm guys I don't think we can make it
back in our mecha..."
DreaMwrite1: "Our power supply is already low..."
Darsh Belmont: "That is not paranoid, that is called
common sense"
Douglas Rector 2: "maybe we can find a container in
one of the buildings... see any stores?"
DaemonEgo: "Pft mines not thanks."
DreaMwrite1: You guys notice the store that the mecha
had jumped out of first, a music store.
Douglas Rector 2: (well, I suppose they could have a
wastebasket...)
DreaMwrite1: ((Don't forget the spikes though. Would
probably rip up something like that))
DaemonEgo: "Lets try asking the humans that are still
around. See what they've got to say."
Darsh Belmont: *checks how durable the bug is to see
if it can be pulled back without breaking apart. Pulls on it slightly on such
testing how much it can take*
DreaMwrite1: You guys notice some knocked over trash
cans outside the store also.
DaemonEgo: (brb)
DreaMwrite1: It seems pretty hard together Darsh.
DreaMwrite1: You find it to be very heavy though.
Darsh Belmont: "You guys stay and waste your time
here then. I'll start hauling this thing back. It should slow me down enough for
the three of you to catch up"
Douglas Rector 2: (trash cans should be no problem
for a mecha to carry)
Darsh Belmont: Don't think a trash can would be big
enough for this thing though.
DreaMwrite1: ((Dang guys please use your discussions
in character))
Darsh Belmont: *takes a good hold on the bug by some
of the more sturdier parts (trying to avoid pulling on weaker limbs like legs)*
DreaMwrite1: You lift up the bug from its "waist"
which has fewer spikes.
Darsh Belmont: *tests to see if flight is possible
with the added weight*
DreaMwrite1: You push yourself off, but only
experience a little bit of lag before liftoff.
Douglas Rector 2: *sigh* Low on power, out of radio
range of the base, and in an abandoned city, it just keeps getting better and
better"
Darsh Belmont: ((Could I hear that since he is not in
his mecha?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Douglas is in his mecha...))
DreaMwrite1: "Darsh we got to stick together here!"
Darsh Belmont: ((Not unless he has gotten back in))
Darsh Belmont: "Then come along. We have what we came
here for"
DreaMwrite1: "Don't you care if there are people who
could be your friends and family who are trapped in this living hell?!?" yells
Mike over the radio.
DreaMwrite1: "Even if there is a miniscule chance
they are real do you really want to leave them here to die?"
DreaMwrite1: ((Douglas never left his mecha))
Douglas Rector 2: *walks over to see for himself if
the people are solid*
DreaMwrite1: Mike follows after Douglas.
Douglas Rector 2: (I got out to let it regenerate)
Darsh Belmont: "Everyone hear would have died when
this city was bombed. I was foolish to believe that anyone might still be alive
here. I'm sick of these bug tricks" *starts to leave*
DreaMwrite1: ((I missed that part.))
Douglas Rector 2: (but hadn't gone anywhere)
DreaMwrite1: ((There it is.))
DreaMwrite1: ((Then I guess ya dont hear anything
Douglas says))
Darsh Belmont: ((Out of the mecha would mean no
radio. It needs the pilot to do anything, remember?))
Darsh Belmont: ((Oh, misread))
Darsh Belmont: ((Missed the nt in dont))
Douglas Rector 2: (never ehard of an external audio
pick-up?)
DaemonEgo: (back)
DreaMwrite1: Douglas you walk up to the large group
up people who are in an alley and fenced in.
DreaMwrite1: They are all standing almost motionless,
staring straight forward.
DreaMwrite1: Their clothes look torn apart.
DreaMwrite1: Their eyes appear sunken.
Douglas Rector 2: *waves hand in front of one's eyes
to see if it reacts*
DaemonEgo: "They'r elike zombies aren't they?"
DreaMwrite1: "I wonder what is wrong with them."
DreaMwrite1: Mike's sword disapears and he exits the
mecha.
DaemonEgo: "They're cattle..."
Darsh Belmont: *turns off radio*
DreaMwrite1: "Should we leave them?
DaemonEgo: "I don't know....I'm not sure they know
any other way to live....try to talk to them if you want, but don't take to much
time. Unless of course you all want to pack up here for a while and rest."
Darsh Belmont: *goes at a slower pace to allow time
for others to catch up*
DreaMwrite1: "I'd rather not rest here, but perhaps
the scientists on the base will be able to help.
Douglas Rector 2: "I am loathe to do so, but we may
have to, unless we can obtain transport. Come on, maybe there's some functional
trucks around here"
DreaMwrite1: ((So your leaving the city then Darsh?
Your power will run out before it gets to the base.))
DaemonEgo: "Hold on...I've got something round here,
lets go check it out."
DaemonEgo: *heads off to check the large reading on
equipemnt, keeping an eye out for anything odd*
Darsh Belmont: ((Ya, well, we have to make it back
sometime. So we can either camp in the city or outside it closer to home.
Hopefully getting in radio range))
DaemonEgo: "I think I found something, anyone here
good with trucks?"
DaemonEgo: (Over radio...my character doesn't drive
well...missed a few movie contracts taht way..)
Douglas Rector 2: *follows Daemon-boy on foot*
DaemonEgo: (hah...I'm not a boy this time...)
DaemonEgo: (that was entirely for Meows benifit...muwha)
Douglas Rector 2: (you're a pretty boy actor :-P )
DreaMwrite1: You run over to Daemon and find a large
turned-over truck Douglas.
DreaMwrite1: It looks to be big enough to transport
yours and Mike's mecha along with the people, barely though.
DaemonEgo: *trys to turn the car over with his mechas
strength*
Douglas Rector 2: "well, it's a truck, but will drive
when it's right-side-up?"
DreaMwrite1: ((And how much strength is that again
Daemon?))
DaemonEgo: (check pms)
DreaMwrite1: ((Already did))
DaemonEgo: "bah we can take turns pushing"
DreaMwrite1: You get a good grip of the side of the
truck, but can only lift it a little bit in the air before having to drop it
again.
DaemonEgo: "Anyone willing to give me a hand? Or a
foot? Back?"
Douglas Rector 2: (what sort of truck? semi? moving
van?)
DaemonEgo: (must be a big truck if it weighs that
much)
DreaMwrite1: ((Semi))
Douglas Rector 2: "I'll be right back" *heads back to
mecha*
DaemonEgo: (Ohhhhhhh, nwo it makes sense!....a
regular truck owulda been up and going..like...pickuptruck)
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh a pickup truck couldnt handle two
mecha.))
DreaMwrite1: Douglas you head back to your mecha.
DaemonEgo: (It could handle mine ^_^ )
Douglas Rector 2: (I wasn't asking for weight, I was
asking to determine whether it was going to be a mecha transport or a people
hauler)
Darsh Belmont: ((IT was answered. 2 mecha and the
people))
Darsh Belmont: (But that was just barely being able
to fit)
DreaMwrite1: ((Yep Darsh is right))
Douglas Rector 2: (heh, thank goodness for foldup
mecha)
DaemonEgo: ( ;-) )
Douglas Rector 2: *gets in mecha and heads over to
assist in righting the semi*
DaemonEgo: *does a double check on teh sensors while
Douglas is getting his mecha*
DreaMwrite1: You see Douglas next to you Daemon.
DaemonEgo: (Just checking if anythings moving besides
us out there boss :P )
DaemonEgo: "Darsh and Mike right? We might need your
help here but it looks like we found a ride for us."
Douglas Rector 2: *hobbles over in sparking mecha and
helps roll the truck over*
DaemonEgo: "You two out there in TV land?"
DaemonEgo: *waits for Douglas to give the signal to
lift and does (if he signals anyway...hah)*
DreaMwrite1: You guys both lift at the same time,
knocking the huge truck back the way it was.
DreaMwrite1: It looks really beat up though...
DaemonEgo: *taps his face like he's trying to test
his comm* "Anyone out there who can bend a truck back into shape? Need genious,
and it's not me....I'm a stunt man"
DaemonEgo: (checks the truck to see what's beat up
about it*
Douglas Rector 2: *shuts off mecha again and hops out
to inspect the truck*
DaemonEgo: (meh...one of those symbles...* ) )
Douglas Rector 2: *opens up the hood*
DreaMwrite1: You check out the truck, Douglas. It
appears to be beat up pretty bad, the engine looks like it was torn up.
DaemonEgo: (I take it Douglas knows what he's
doing?...I'm hoping someone will respond to me otherwise my character is just
going to feel sooooo lost)
DreaMwrite1: The engine looks trashed but the battery
seems intact.
DreaMwrite1: ((Say that in character Daemon))
Douglas Rector 2: "well, we have us a lemon boys"
DreaMwrite1: ((Say "Do you know what your doing?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Dang thats what I'm talking about))
Darsh Belmont: ((Well, in defense of Daemon, he would
have to get out of his mecha to ask))
Douglas Rector 2: "the engines been torn to shreds,
just like our plane"
DaemonEgo: (I sorta asked while in you were in your
mecha Douglas) *checks sensors to figure out where Darsh is*
DaemonEgo: *sighs then starts steping out of his
mecha.*
DreaMwrite1: Daemon slowly begins to exit his suit...
Douglas Rector 2: "Battery's intact, for what it's
worth, but this thing isn't running again unless we find a garage equipped for
big rigs"
DaemonEgo: (did I get to ehar that? :-P)
Douglas Rector 2: (can't imagine why not, you're not
deaf)
DaemonEgo: (Dunno man..maybe DreaM will be like, the
mecha compacking makes more noise then a sonic boom and now you're deaf! ...NOOOOO)
DreaMwrite1: "What our prized mechanic can't even
repair a truck engine?" says Mike sarcasticly. "I've heard of the stuff you can
do..."
DreaMwrite1: ((You can hear Daemon))
DaemonEgo: (oh good)
DaemonEgo: "Alright...so we've got a truck that oculd
lift us home, but is broken....assuming we could find parts in a store around
here, how long would it take to fix this hunk of junk?"
DaemonEgo: *bends over to pick up his compacked mecha
suitcase, then pats his hair to make sure it's still in one peice.*
DreaMwrite1: "Too bad Darsh isn't here. He could
probably direct us to a mechanic shop."
Douglas Rector 2: "well, I suppose we could use the
machines to lift the engine out, have to be careful though not to damage
anything worse"
DaemonEgo: "He was to far out on radar last I saw. If
you need me back in my mecha I'm sure I'll be able to lift it easy. Don't know
about keeping it steady though."
Douglas Rector 2: "well, I guess we have to find a
garage now, or another truck, keep an eye out for both"
DaemonEgo: "Look....if you don't need me I'll leave
you genious at it...I'm going to try and warm up the cattle back there."
DaemonEgo: "See if they're even worth taking out of
here....I hope they are..but if ...." *trails off*
Douglas Rector 2: "we can't do anything with the
truck at the moment without tools and parts"
DreaMwrite1: "There are cars around us Douglas..."
DreaMwrite1: "And the stuff you can do with metal do
you even need tools?"
DaemonEgo: "Bah......then raid a house or store for
the other parts and get to it!"
DaemonEgo: *walks off to the human gathering whatever
with his mecha suitcase*
DaemonEgo: (He's trying to say if you're a genious
with it give yourself some leaway and go look for the bare minium parts
wise..this is an anime after all)
Douglas Rector 2: (I can't transmute parts :-P)
DaemonEgo: (Bah just get on with it and look
around...shouldnt' take long for a master to scan the other broken things around
and look for good places..)
Darsh Belmont: ((I think it basically comes to that
you can (in theory of the game) take enough parts from car engines and build a
new engine (even if not an actual semi engine) to use))
Darsh Belmont: ((Just guessing though. I don't know
mechanics and I don't mean to speak for what is actually meant))
DreaMwrite1: ((You can tear apart cars all around
you and get the right peices. Quite thinking inside the box this is anime and
your the genius Washu!))
DaemonEgo: (jimmy nutral, who took a whole four
parts, and mystical tools outta his butt and put together a hypno ray!)
DaemonEgo: (Nutron...ugh)
DreaMwrite1: ((Washu is better though))
DaemonEgo: (more anime yes..but I was watching Jimmy
Nutron yesterday for some reason..and Tenchi hasn't been on in a long time..)
DreaMwrite1: ((But I hope that gives you an idea
there Douglas. Your Mechanical Genius gives you repair abilities beyond the
average person. You can fix that engine with a few sticks of bubblegum.))
Darsh Belmont: ((If you have the International
Channel Daemon, Tenchi is on tonight. And DreaMwrite1, keep in mind that it is
Little Washu :-P))
Douglas Rector 2: (doesn't work that way)
DaemonEgo: (Gm says it does...just get on with it
and look around to other cars and so on for parts....)
Douglas Rector 2: "if we can find another truck I
can probably use parts from it and these cars to repair this one, and I'll bet
one of the weapons will make a good substitute for an arc welder"
Douglas Rector 2: ^weapons on the mech
DaemonEgo: (I walked off a while ago...I say move on
you!)
Douglas Rector 2: *looks for another truck engine*
DreaMwrite1: You find another knocked over truck
nearby Douglas...
Douglas Rector 2: (yay!)
DaemonEgo: (Gm's getting bored waiting :D )
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh maybe there was a semi convention
before the city was attacked O:-) ))
DreaMwrite1: Daemon walks up and begins attempting
to "chat" with the people.
Douglas Rector 2: (you'd be hard pressed not to find
2-3 semis on a given stretch of highway at any given time)
DreaMwrite1: Who are still fenced in mind you.
Douglas Rector 2: *heads back to mecha and starts
stripping vehicles*
DreaMwrite1: ((Like I said semi convention))
DaemonEgo: (oh...wow....alright then) *checks the
fence for a door or lock or something*
DreaMwrite1: You find that the fence has a lock on
its side...
DaemonEgo: *reeachs for lock then gets really
paranoid and looks for any sort of alarm or electrified warning*
DreaMwrite1: They all seem startled as you begin to
mess with the fence Daemon.
DreaMwrite1: ((brb))
DreaMwrite1: "Who are you?" says one of them calmly.
DaemonEgo: "Oh....well that's a first. Don't
recognize the face then?"
DaemonEgo: (to the people inside the fence)
DreaMwrite1: There is silence for a few moments.
DreaMwrite1: Then they respond. "Ah its Daemon come
to our rescue!"
DaemonEgo: "I was in a number of hit movies......."
DaemonEgo: "Yes! Don't all crowd at once though! I'd
have to open the door first...anything I should know about?"
DreaMwrite1: A few of the girls in the crowd
scream."
DaemonEgo: (hahaha..)
DreaMwrite1: "We aren't sure the Bugs just grabbed
us and stuffed us into this alleyway."
DreaMwrite1: "It was if they were gathering us all
up into one spot..."
DreaMwrite1: Now the person talking in a man who
looks to be in his late forties who is dressed in a business suit.
DaemonEgo: "Woh, that's toooo smart. And.....baitish....anyone
seem to pick a leader out of the bugs who grabbed you?"
Darsh Belmont: ((Sure, I talk to the people I knew
for years, they're nothing but zombies. Now they're just acting like love sick
school girls without a care in the world))
DaemonEgo: ( ^_^ I'm famous man..)
DreaMwrite1: ((Ya that does suck doesnt it?))
DreaMwrite1: "We didn't get much of a chance to
respond to them..."
DreaMwrite1: Douglas, after streaping down some cars
and the other truck you are able to put together a semi-nice looking truck that
can move.
DaemonEgo: "Alright ladys...mostly the ladys
anyway...I'm going to see if I can open this door, but be as quite as you can
and I'll let you ride home with me!" *Trys to make this a mix of command and
Stage personaility..*
DreaMwrite1: The ladies quiet down...
DaemonEgo: *starts up mecha and once inside of the
mecha brakes the lock*
DaemonEgo: "Don't be worried now..it's still me.."
DreaMwrite1: You crush the lock in your fist no
problem Daemon and rip it off the fence.
Douglas Rector 2: "note to group, I have finished my
engine repairs. The truck could still use some fins and go-fast stripes but
it'll drive as is"
DaemonEgo: *checks the comm* "Douglas, if you're
there make sure that truck has gas when you're done."
DreaMwrite1: None of the people seem to react to
your suit Daemon.
DaemonEgo: *turns and motions to the crowd to follow
him after putting a finger over where his mouth would be ina silences motion,
then heads to the truck that Douglas was working on.*
DreaMwrite1: The people all crowd out of the fense
and casually follow after Daemon.
DaemonEgo: (casually...hah!)
DreaMwrite1: "Where are we going, Daemon?" says the
same many from before.
Douglas Rector 2: *loads mecha into trailer and goes
back to the cab*
DreaMwrite1: Take note that their voices seem very
monotone.
DreaMwrite1: ((Think Ben Stein))
DaemonEgo: "We've got a truck that will get us of
the city."
DreaMwrite1: ((Even when the girls screamed))
DaemonEgo: *starts to wonder about the voices and
then checks his action hero movie star roll plot line meory.*
DaemonEgo: *says privately on the voice comm to the
others* "We're going to need to be very carefull of these people I think...somethings
not clicking."
DaemonEgo: "No idea what....Mike see if you can pick
up any hints when you see them."
DreaMwrite1: Mike moves his mecha into the back of
the large truck.
DaemonEgo: *looks to see if the doors on teh back of
the truck work*
DreaMwrite1: "They are most likely traumatized after
an event like that Daemon."
DreaMwrite1: "How would you feel if you saw a mass
of people get torn limb from limb by a swarm of giant bugs?"
DreaMwrite1: says Mike over the radio.
DaemonEgo: "Would you want infested bugs to find our
home base?" *says Daemon back privately on teh radio* "All I'm saying is we need
to be prepaired ...in case somethings wrong.."
DreaMwrite1: "Your scanner reads them as human
right? I think we should trust our mecha." says Mike simply.
DreaMwrite1: He then gets cut off over the radio as
he leaves his mecha.
DreaMwrite1: "Come on Douglas get your mecha in
here!" he yells.
DaemonEgo: *shrugs and keeps his own councle
anyway.* "I'm just a little black rain cloudd...."
DaemonEgo: *stays in his mecha and hops into the
back with the others*
Douglas Rector 2: (I loaded it first)
DreaMwrite1: ((oh ok Douglas))
Douglas Rector 2: "tell me when all the people are
in"
DaemonEgo: "Hop in everyone, and we're out of here
as soon as we do!"
DreaMwrite1: Mike jumps into the passanger seat.
DreaMwrite1: "Just bang really loud if they start to
pull out your internal organs, Daemon!" yells Mike to the back of the truck.
DaemonEgo: *puts on a cheery ton* "My fans owuld
never do that!"
DreaMwrite1: "Let's get going Douglas!" Mike yells
to Douglas.
Douglas Rector 2: *hops into driver's seat* "now,
let's see here..." *looks for keys, failing that will hotwire*
DreaMwrite1: You find keys in the ignition still
Douglas.
DaemonEgo: (oh that's a creepy sign)
Douglas Rector 2: "let's roll team" *starts up truck
and follows the highway more or less in Darsh's direction*
Douglas Rector 2: "Viva Las Vegas!"
DreaMwrite1 has left the room.
Douglas Rector 2: (..............)
Darsh Belmont: ((he's been having connection
problems. He should be back in a bit))
Douglas Rector 2: (I was just about to ask if he was
still connected :-P *sigh*)
Darsh Belmont: ((It was happening earlier as well))
DaemonEgo: Yeah the Icafe he's at seems to suck as
far as connection goes
DreaMwrite1 has entered the room.
Douglas Rector 2: why you sending out more
invitations, we're all still here
Douglas Rector 2: we invisible?
DreaMwrite1: ((I can see ya))
Darsh Belmont: ((Who's getting invitations?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Anyways I'll need the full log of
this game from one of you))
DaemonEgo: (not I....we picked upand rolled
off...we're waiting for the GM to say what happens from there :P )
DreaMwrite1: ((Since mine got lost))
Darsh Belmont: Okay, not a problem
Douglas Rector 2: (I just got a chat invitation from
DreaMwrite for some reason)
DreaMwrite1: ((well nm that))
Darsh Belmont: ((He was probably preparing to start
a new chat))
DreaMwrite1: So Douglas is now in the driver's seat
and ready to go.
Douglas Rector 2: (yep, I had started the engine and
began the trip home)
DreaMwrite1: Mike begins humming "On The Road Again"
as you guys drive down the highway toward the base.
DaemonEgo: *listens to the song being hummed faintly
through the walls and remembers that mecha they had fought.*
DaemonEgo: *turns to the others in the back* "Know
anything about that mecha that we were fighting out there? Or did yo all even
see it?"
DreaMwrite1: One of the men seems deep in thought
for a few seconds.
DreaMwrite1: "I don't believe so." he responds.
DreaMwrite1: The ride continues on for a few
hours...
DreaMwrite1: "Hey whats that over there? I think I
see movement!" yells Mike.
DreaMwrite1: "Maybe its Darsh!"
DaemonEgo: "Meh? We finally catch up?" *slowly stirs
inside of his mecha then trys to feel how much energy he's got left*
DreaMwrite1: "Stop the truck Douglas."
Douglas Rector 2: *slows the truck to a halt*
DreaMwrite1: It is getting dark out now so the
flames of the fire are more obvious...
DaemonEgo: *checks his radar to see if it is Darsh
or not*
DreaMwrite1: Mike jumps out and begins running and
yelling toward Darsh.
DaemonEgo: *hops out of the back and watchs warily*
"One to many movies I tell you..."
Darsh Belmont: *comes out from his poor make shift
shelter (between bug and mecha with the mecha positioned in a better way)*
DreaMwrite1: ((You guys run up to Darsh to find him
on the ground, his face ripped off!))
DreaMwrite1: ((Mwhahahaa))
DaemonEgo: (hah...I wouldn't be suprized with you
Dream....oh the role of Darsh is being played now by an evil bug..thank you...)
DaemonEgo: *checks their passengers* "You all ok
back here?"
DreaMwrite1: ((Na I would do it to you first Daemon
;-) ))
DaemonEgo: (of course... :P )
DreaMwrite1: One of them nods their head yes Daemon.
Darsh Belmont: *looks at Mike and walks up to him*
"I want you to do me a favor, return to the base without me. Tell them that I
have a bug, but its too risky to bring back. I think it might still be alive."
DreaMwrite1: "I see you still got the bug, Darsh."
says Mike. "I was worried you'd go nuts and tear it to pieces..."
DaemonEgo: *yells* "If you have the bug lets hit it
in teh head some more!"
Darsh Belmont: "I still have a mission to do. And
besides...there is something else."
DreaMwrite1: ((Now I'm having flashbacks of our HU
game))
Darsh Belmont: ((Can I hear Daemon?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh you should nickname him Bellari
;-) ))
DreaMwrite1: Yes Darsh he is with the rest of them.
Darsh Belmont: ((Well, Mike was running towards me
and I walked to him. Everyone else I think is still in the truck))
DaemonEgo: (right, bad things move, squish them, bad
things = no move)
Douglas Rector 2: (yep, I'm still in the cab and the
truck's still running)
DaemonEgo: (I'm back by the truck at the back door
thingy..)
DreaMwrite1: ((Ok so you can't hear Daemon then))
DaemonEgo: *grumbles*
DreaMwrite1: "Get in your mecha and lets get back
Darsh."
DreaMwrite1: "Don't forget to bring that thing with
ya.
DreaMwrite1: Mike begins walking back to the truck.
DreaMwrite1: ((Don't forget to knock out the fire
Darsh. Only you can prevent brush fires.))
Darsh Belmont: "Didn't you hear what I just said?
This t hing might still be alive. If we take it back, it might be able to relay
the position of our base."
DaemonEgo: "Anyone remmeber the natural Channel?
Don't..bugs leave scents or something?"
DreaMwrite1: "If we have a live one we can figure
out a whole lot more than you think, Darsh."
DreaMwrite1: "If that thing is alive we can perform
tests to find what hurts them."
DaemonEgo: "Oh ...ugh...I swear I like this voice
comm but it's such a headache..." *grumbles to himself because no one can hear
him*
DreaMwrite1: "That far outweighs whatever else it
could do."
DaemonEgo: *jogs over to where the others are*
Darsh Belmont: "Yes, I know, but I'm not taking it
back to the base. I need to regain some strength, but when I do, I'll take it
close to radio range. But I'm not risking taking it in"
DreaMwrite1: Daemon you run up to see Darsh and Mike
argueing.
DaemonEgo: "guys hear me now?"
Douglas Rector 2: ("can you hear me now?" :-D )
DreaMwrite1: "We can handle one bug Darsh. Hell its
a single army ant. If we unloaded all the ammo on an m-16 on it we could bust it
up."
DaemonEgo: (muwha?) "Whats the arguing for here?"
Darsh Belmont: "One bug is not the issue. The
problem is if it can tell the others the location of our base! Then we will have
an entire army. We couldn't even take a handful and that one other mech. Its too
much of a risk"
DreaMwrite1: "The electrical systems of the base are
hardwired against bug attack so it wouldn't even be able to do much."
DaemonEgo: "Stop and think guys....I try to...last
Aliens movie I played one of the techs filled me in on bugs, it was...sort of
interesting. They leave scents right?"
DreaMwrite1: "All we got to do is keep it knocked
out till we get to the base."
DreaMwrite1: "What would you suggest, Darsh? We
leave it here? We give up and let the bugs take over the world while we are
safely tucked away in the base?"
Darsh Belmont: "Don't be so stupid Mike"
DreaMwrite1: "It won't last forever. Already we can
tell the bugs are spreading out more after the airplane was trashed."
DaemonEgo: "Mike man..calm down....let the bug cool
out here for a day, get back to base and report our location. I'll stay with
Darsh and keep the bug down."
DreaMwrite1: "If we don't try and do something now
we arn't going to win this fight."
Darsh Belmont: "But we can't use the base. All we
have to do is setup a temporary area outside the base to study it"
Darsh Belmont: "It will minimize the risks"
DaemonEgo: "Whatever....I think he's got a point,
their communication could be levels beyond anything right? They are aliens or
something."
DreaMwrite1: "And minimize anything we learned."
Darsh Belmont: "It won't do us any good to learn
something if it gets us all killed"
DaemonEgo: "Whatever...I don't want to throw that
bug, on with my fans."
DreaMwrite1: "We shouldn't waste time like this."
DaemonEgo: "What would they think then! Get the
civilians home, and me and Darsh will bring the bug in on foot or whatever."
Douglas Rector 2: *honks the horn* WOOOOOOONK! WONK-WOOOOOOOOOOOONK!
DreaMwrite1: "I can carry it in my mech."
Darsh Belmont: "I'll stay with it and make sure it
doesn't get back up. So if you are so worried about time, stop arguing and hurry
back to report what I have just told you."
DreaMwrite1: "I'll go get my mech you guys can go
ride in the truck."
DaemonEgo: (You'r emecha can cram abug into it? :P)
Darsh Belmont: "I said NO"
DreaMwrite1: ((He will be in his mech while he
carries it.))
DaemonEgo: "Alright...Mike man you're going to hit a
wall here obviously, get over yourself and get the civs to base and we'll bring
the bug in."
DreaMwrite1: "I will complete my mission, Darsh.
Don't push me." Mike clenches his fist.
DaemonEgo: "It'll be complete man..just go, if
you're worried turn around with another air lift and pull us out."
Darsh Belmont: "Listen very carefully to me Mike,
the bugs wanted us to have this specimen. There is a damn good reason. We are
being set up"
DaemonEgo: *stands slightly stunned...* "You
know......he's right."
DaemonEgo: *blinks a few times inside of his mecha*
"That's way to smart..."
DreaMwrite1: "Fine then let us risk it. We can't let
more people die because we are too scared of one bug."
DaemonEgo: "Mike how fast can you travel?"
DreaMwrite1: Its like a lizard Darsh. He leaves a
chunk of himself while he escapes.
DreaMwrite1: "Fast, Daemon."
Douglas Rector 2: *takes the opportunity to try the
CB radio and see if we're com range with the base*
Darsh Belmont: "I'll not risk everyone because you
think the safety of the base isn't important. Its our last line of defense at
the moment. I won't let it be destroyed because you are too stupid to realize
it"
DreaMwrite1: "Your too paranoid, Darsh and your
stupid paranoia already helped you decide to leave all those people dead." he
says pointing back at the truck.
DreaMwrite1: "We will take him to the base and let
the commander decide. Thats not your job."
DaemonEgo: "Shut up and report in, you move the
fastest and they need to know what's going on."
Darsh Belmont: "Me being paranoid is the reason I'm
still alive. So you return to the base and tell command what I have told you.
Then we can talk more aobut it."
DaemonEgo: "That's your job. We will cover the bug
and bring it in."
DaemonEgo: (I love talking all at once)
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh ya it means Douglas is just
hearing a bunch of yelling.))
DreaMwrite1: "Your being paranoid is what endangered
the lives of civilians."
Darsh Belmont: "And what civilians would that be?"
DaemonEgo: (I'm using my stage persona... :D ) "So
are you, and you're wasting time that Command could be learning waht we're
doing, get over it and get going."
DaemonEgo: (I'm about to pick him up and drag him
back to the truck)
Douglas Rector 2: *turns off engine so he can hear
and be heard, and then climbs over to the passnger sid eof the truck*
DreaMwrite1: "The civilians you chose to leave
behind, Darsh."
Darsh Belmont: "All I remember leaving was the three
of you and an empty lot"
Douglas Rector 2: "If you guys are done arguing out
there we have orders from HQ"
DaemonEgo: "God just GO." *takes a step towards
Mike*
DreaMwrite1: "And what are those orders Douglas?"
yells Mike.
Douglas Rector 2: "Darsh, the eggheads want you to
get that bug to base pronto"
DaemonEgo: *blinks a few times and looks over at
Douglas*
Douglas Rector 2: *holds up CB radio mic*
DreaMwrite1: "I'm glad someone here has some brain."
mutters Mike as he runs back to the truck.
Darsh Belmont: "If we take it back, the whole base
will be in danger!"
DaemonEgo: *rolls eyes and considers throwing Mike
as far as he can*
Darsh Belmont: "I'm heading back to my mecha. He may
try to take it by force"
DaemonEgo: "We're doomed anyway if we just sit Darsh,
it's just quicker this way and maybe we're learn something."
Darsh Belmont: *returns to the EGL-0 and keeps an
eye out for Mike*
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh now thats harsh ya disagree when
Mike says it but agree when high command says it))
DreaMwrite1: Mike is already heading back to the
truck Darsh.
DaemonEgo: (I never disagreed, I wanted to go slower
with it myself, not never take it..should listen to what I say :P )
Darsh Belmont: *Yes, I know. That is why I'm
returning*
Darsh Belmont: ((That should have been (( )), not *
*))
DreaMwrite1: ((So are ya heading back to base Darsh?))
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh looked like ya were prepared to
do battle with Mike.))
Darsh Belmont: ((I didn't say that))
DaemonEgo: (He was in teh mood to fight him if Mike
tried to take the bug away from him though)
DreaMwrite1: (("I'm heading back to my mecha. He may
try to take it by force"))
DreaMwrite1: ((I read that by being prepared to
fight Mike.))
Darsh Belmont: ((And since last time I checked I
stil wasn't in radio range, I'm not taking it back before I talk to them. And
yes, that is why I returned to it))
DreaMwrite1: Mike gets back into the truck.
DreaMwrite1: "The geneticists want to get that Bug
back to base then?"
Douglas Rector 2: "ayup"
Darsh Belmont: *waits by his mecha, but does not yet
get in it*
DaemonEgo: *rolls eyes some more* "Whatever...lemme
try and contact them" *checks raido to see if he can reach base* (I think my
radio would be a lot better then anyone elses :P )
Douglas Rector 2: (if I can get them on a CB, I'm
sure any of the mecha can ;-) )
Darsh Belmont: ((Well, when I left I was trying to
get to radio range. Since I never heard I was, I would say that I wasn't))
DaemonEgo: "This is Daemon, come in command you out
there?"
DaemonEgo: "Alright Darsh, Command says we bring it
in, with or without you. They know it might be a trap but seem to think it's
worth the risks. I don't know a thing about it myself but I'll agree."
Darsh Belmont: ((Not in mecha, only near it))
DaemonEgo: (I'm standing right next to you and
talking outloud, should be ok)
DreaMwrite1: ((I know this))
Darsh Belmont: "Who did you talk to?"
DreaMwrite1: ((Dangit why didn't the commander have
Darsh sufficiently brain washed...er I mean sent to basic training.))
Darsh Belmont: *gets into mecha*
DaemonEgo: "Dude...Command, I don't care, check for
yourself, but we need to move. If they do track this bug I'd rather be at our
base when they hit, not overrun out here."
DreaMwrite1: "It seems Darsh may be a danger not
only to the mission, but to our whole cause Douglas..."
Darsh Belmont: *tries to use the radio (even though
I wasn't in range before) to contact base*
DreaMwrite1: You radio in Darsh.
Darsh Belmont: Anyone listening to the radio will
hear, "THAT STUPID BASTARD!!!"
DaemonEgo: "Man my ears! I need those!"
Darsh Belmont: "Those fools. They're too busy
underestimating the bugs."
Darsh Belmont: *he stands there for a while, simply
not moving*
DaemonEgo: "If they're as smart as you think they
are we're screwed anyway, but maybe we'll buy time if we tear this one apart."
DaemonEgo: "lets get going....I'm sure we're not the
only mecha Command has in reserve, and I'd rather not fight humans as well as
bugs."
Darsh Belmont: "If we stop thinking of them only as
bugs, we can still win. But if command continues like this, we are definitely
screwed."
DreaMwrite1: ((Heh this is so fun :-D.))
Darsh Belmont: "Don't worry, we'll take it back.
Even if it means that we are dooming ourselves"
DaemonEgo: *whispers to Darsh on comm* "You'll enjoy
the cattle like humans we're brining with us."
DaemonEgo: "I get the same feeling about them too. "
Darsh Belmont: "What is the deal with these humans
anyway? Where did you find them?"
DreaMwrite1: ((God I can't beleive how pecimistic
you guys are. Assuming that the bugs are secretly conspiring agianst you at
every turn even if they have shown no signs of intelligence.))
DaemonEgo: "In some sort of stockade the bugs put
them in. I'm not sure what to say about them, but they did know my name at
least."
DaemonEgo: (Dude.....you're evil, I'm paranoid)
Darsh Belmont: *grabs the bug by the open wound, and
starts to drag it along with him*
DaemonEgo: "We won't know for sure untill we drag
them back, but at least we're watching it."
Darsh Belmont: ((They haven't showed any signs of
being stupid either))
DaemonEgo: (lets just friggin go :P )
Darsh Belmont: ((Already said I start dragging it
back))
DaemonEgo: (DreaM pick it up and go then :P ) *heads
back into the back of the truck*
Darsh Belmont: *digs fingers into the wound, seeing
if the bug will stir from pain*
DreaMwrite1: The bug does twitch a little, Darsh.
DreaMwrite1: ((Hell I don't mind a little argueing.
It gets way too boring if ya are in complete agreeance.))
DaemonEgo: (right, I don't mind either as long as
it's not like hitting a roadblock every time)
DreaMwrite1: Darsh begins walking back with the bug.
Douglas Rector 2: (that's what happens when you
don't define a chain of command :-P)
DreaMwrite1: ((Hey now the chain of the command is
ya take orders from the commanding officer))
Douglas Rector 2: (if we were actually part of the
military sure, but since we're just free agents...)
DreaMwrite1: ((Not really free agents...))
Darsh Belmont: ((And our commanding officer having
no clue of what he is talking about doesn't help))
DaemonEgo: (I'm free if I decide to walk off..)
DreaMwrite1: Darsh continues to drag the bug back to
the base.
DaemonEgo: (our commanding officer, has the YES SIR
mentality, which shouldn't be in an officier...)
DaemonEgo: (hah..oh well....) "Need help?" *asking
Darsh over voice comm*
Douglas Rector 2: (..............)
DreaMwrite1: ((How fast are ya going, Darsh? The
usual kid thing of dragging your feet?))
Douglas Rector 2: "well, that settles that then"
*starts the truck and resumes the trek home*
Darsh Belmont: "I won't make it all the way back to
base. I'm still tired from earlier. But I'll take it as far as I can. I'll let
you know before its time"
DreaMwrite1: You guys hear the truck honking.
Darsh Belmont: ((Walking as fast as I can. Just not
flying :-D))
Darsh Belmont: ((I'm a slow walker though))
DreaMwrite1: ((ok...))
DaemonEgo: *sighs then hops outta the truck again to
help Darsh* "How fasts your ground speed? If you can keep up with me we'll cover
the distance a lot faster."
Darsh Belmont: "Yes, I know"
DreaMwrite1: ((Anyways lets try to pick up the pace
just a bit.
Darsh Belmont: ((Is it possible to open private
channels with the radio?))
DreaMwrite1: A week later you all make it to the
base.
Darsh Belmont: ((Oh, never mind))
DaemonEgo: hahahah
DreaMwrite1: You all arrive at the base.
Darsh Belmont: *wonders how much the bug has healed
in that time*
DreaMwrite1: Suprisingly enough the army ant is
still intact though Darsh has prevented its wound from healing.
DaemonEgo: (no that was me...I r smash ugly thing!)
DreaMwrite1: The entrance to the base is covered in
armed troops.
DreaMwrite1: The Commanding Officer is standing in
front.
DreaMwrite1: "Good you have the bug."
DaemonEgo: (Punching hte bug int eh ehad every
couple hours was my idea..)
DaemonEgo: (omfg butchered!)
Douglas Rector 2: (the Goliath method :-D )
DreaMwrite1: A large glass tube is dragged in on
wheels.
Darsh Belmont: ((Actually, I started that one.
Goliath just kept it going))
DreaMwrite1: A man in a lab coat walks up.
DreaMwrite1: "Excellent, excellent! Place it in
quickly!" he says, bursting with enthusium.
DreaMwrite1: ((He is talking to you Darsh.))
DreaMwrite1: "Do it, Darsh." says the Commanding
Officer.
DaemonEgo: (right, so at 75 mph via truck and mecha
abilitys = like ....way entirely more then it should take in one or two days not
a week to travel where ever we wanna :P )
DreaMwrite1: ((Ya well ya spent 99% of that time
argueing. This is the result.))
DaemonEgo: (...lol..I tried not to)
Darsh Belmont: *hesitates, then puts the bug in the
glass tube*
DreaMwrite1: The tube seals up.
DaemonEgo: "Finally that parts over. My god what a
headache..."
DreaMwrite1: "Of course, Darsh, we were well
prepared. This tube was specially designed to contain the bug and any possable
electrical emissions it may give off." says the commander.
DreaMwrite1: The bug is wheeled off with the man in
the lab coat observing the knocked out bug the whole way...
Darsh Belmont: "You're still setting yourself up. It
would have been far wiser to use a different facility for this"
Darsh Belmont: "Though would it be okay if I
observed? It would help ease my worries and prevent such a problem from
happening again"
DreaMwrite1: "We are not allowed to discuss the
facilities on this base, Darsh. Believe me when I say that all is taken care
of."
DaemonEgo: *rolls eyes* "Any word fromy my agent?
WOrks a little hard to get now a days and I want to know if he picked up
anything.."
Darsh Belmont: "Just like the transportation to Las
Vegas"
DreaMwrite1: "Go leave your mecha in the hangar and
we will take care of the civilians.
Darsh Belmont: *heads to the hangar*
DreaMwrite1: You enter the hangar, Darsh.
DaemonEgo: *humms then hops of his mecha right
there*
Darsh Belmont: *does not get out yet. Makes sure the
radio is off*
DreaMwrite1: Mike also enters in his mech.
DreaMwrite1: Darsh you hear someone say from one of
the speakers in the hangars. "Step out of your mecha."
DreaMwrite1: The hangar closes shut before you can
react.
DreaMwrite1: Soldiers armed with assault rifles
march in from all around you, Darsh.
Darsh Belmont: *opens cockpit and steps out*
DreaMwrite1: "Darsh Belmont you are under arrest!"
yells one of the soldier up front.
DreaMwrite1: To be Continued.
DaemonEgo: rotf
DaemonEgo: a hahahahahha
DreaMwrite1: ((Someone save that for me please.
DaemonEgo: I r laughhh
DaemonEgo: *rolls eyes*
DreaMwrite1: Wow Darsh you gave me a very
unpredictable ending.
DaemonEgo: Right, I'ma hop back into my suit,
assassinate the leaders and leave.
DreaMwrite1: Never even considered this option.
DaemonEgo: Anal...
DaemonEgo: I'ma shoot Mike too
DaemonEgo: all of them
DaemonEgo: every single one
DreaMwrite1: Going AWOL then?
DaemonEgo: and then dissapere again!
DaemonEgo: muwhahahahhahahah
DaemonEgo: I dunno
DaemonEgo: If I did I'd need a camera for my
personal diarys
DaemonEgo: ^_^
Douglas Rector 2: "Roll to see if I'm getting drunk
yet!"
DreaMwrite1: lol
DaemonEgo: It'd be like the diary of an Awol mecha!
DreaMwrite1: thanks
DaemonEgo: I'm out
DaemonEgo: night
DreaMwrite1: night
Darsh Belmont: Good night
DaemonEgo has left the room.
DreaMwrite1: Jeez there is so much more going on
than I thought.
DreaMwrite1: I never thought that Darsh would refuse
the blue bug's generious offer.
Darsh Belmont: Hmm...being arrested could be a
problem for what I wanted to do next.
DreaMwrite1: Heh ya it could.
DreaMwrite1: Remember that the military owns your
mecha not you.
Darsh Belmont: Too convienent. You never trust what
is put in front of you.
DreaMwrite1: Never considered its like an animal
that leaves a body part so it can escape?
Darsh Belmont: Ya, like that really matters. Who is
going to get me out if I protest?
Douglas Rector 2: well, the paranoiac doesn't anyway
:-P
DreaMwrite1: Well Mike might attack ya for starters.
DreaMwrite1: Perhaps Douglas and Daemon if you go to
far
Darsh Belmont: Well, I have armed guards arresting
me. A part of the military or not, they say I'm under arrest and there isn't
much I could do.
DreaMwrite1: And if ya did try and escape do you
think you could destroy all the bugs yourself?
DreaMwrite1: Heh its like a dude driving a heavy
tank out and then when he is told to fire he goes "I don't wanna."
DreaMwrite1: And continues to drive around.
Darsh Belmont: Well, if there are a group of
civilians he is told to fire at, then that is a different story.
DreaMwrite1: So I guess thats how you look like
Darsh. You have broken the norms so far it ain't even funny.
Darsh Belmont: And once I was directly ordered to, I
did return.
DreaMwrite1: Well its funny as hell to me since
Darsh can now be tortured or pretty much anything else I want to do and it would
be perfectly fair considering the situation :-D
DreaMwrite1: Darsh ya began to walk on land which
everyone knows is a slower version.
Darsh Belmont: I see it more like, you are told to
destroy the enemy. While in the tank, you notice that that enemy is using
hostages to protect themselves. Ya, I could still fire, but I would be killing
lots of people.
DreaMwrite1: "Oh I said I'm going." *takes baby
steps all the way back to base*.
DreaMwrite1: Darsh knew exactly what he was doing,
defying orders.
Darsh Belmont: He never said due it at top speeds.
After all, he did break off communication. So its his own fault
DreaMwrite1: In the military having second thoughts
about an order can get people killed.
DreaMwrite1: Its that simple.
Darsh Belmont: The situation I said above would be
defying orders as well.
Darsh Belmont: And following orders can get people
just as killed.
DreaMwrite1: yep
DreaMwrite1: Of course if someone in the military
did that they could still easly go to court and a dishonorable discharge for
refusal to follow orders.
Darsh Belmont: So saying it that doesn't make it all
right. The military is full of bad orders. There are times when judgement is
needed to be made.
Darsh Belmont: And I repeat, I did follow the order.
DreaMwrite1: The base has martial law in service as
it is.
Darsh Belmont: If you follow a wrong order, you can
get dishonorable discharge as well.
DreaMwrite1: Then there is the fact that Darsh, in
only one mission mind you, has proven to be a loose cannon.
DreaMwrite1: You don't give a loose cannon such a
powerful weapon.
DreaMwrite1: Heh and here I thought if I GMed a game
in America there would be less arguements of details.
DreaMwrite1: anyways I got to go
Douglas Rector 2: hehe in this case it was the
character's paranoia that caused the disobediance though. There is no reason to
think that the bugs have any magic communication without actually seeing it
firsthand
DreaMwrite1: see ya guys later.
Douglas Rector 2: see ya
Darsh Belmont: A loose cannon because he shows
sense, but does follow orders.
Darsh Belmont: Later.
Douglas Rector 2: I still think we brought home a
bunch of silk worm zombies...
Douglas Rector 2: :-D
Douglas Rector 2: goodnight
DreaMwrite1: ya I do feel that Darsh is being a
little too knowledgable about everything when he really shouldnt.
DreaMwrite1: later
Darsh Belmont: Ya, but we don't know anything about
the bugs. So seeing something first hand is almost impossible.
DreaMwrite1 has left the room.
Douglas Rector 2: he's physic :-D
Douglas Rector 2 has left the room.
