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Post by Yuno on Apr 6, 2013 20:35:06 GMT
Eliseai was surprised, she'd felt his emotion rising, but she hadn't expected him to actually act on it. Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to react. She had a thousand well thought out arguments why her plan was better, but she could feel his stubborness washing over them. He was serious. She briefly entertained knocking him out and having Mateus carry him onto the train. He must have known she was thinking something along such lines because suddenly he was grinning at her a challenge in his eyes.
She stretched up to him and kissed his cheek with a shrug, he could hear her voice "You win. But I could so have knocked you out. " her eyes had a small smile on them. She turned back towards the group, "In 10 minutes we're going to set this place on fire. You better get on that train by then. We'll catch up."
Before anyone else had time to argue she took Sunny's hand dragging him off around the corner. She could see the guard's at the train station and she smiled lightly. "Ready?" she didn't wait for an answer, instead she burst out onto the open ground her weapons drawn and put a bullet in two of the guard's head's near the train station. The accuracy of the shot surprised even her. Suddenly guards were swarming towards them as alarms sounded. Despite how much they moved them away from the train they found themselves eventually surrounded.
One guard pushed his way through the crowd the others parting to let him through. When he pulled his helmet off there stood Oscar grinning casually. "Well I see you two changed your mind." he looked between them a perturbed look on his face especially when he looked at Sunny. "So...you took my helpmate." Eliseai glared, "No. I took your brother." Then she turned throwing the smoke bomb she'd taken earlier into the crowd and charged straight for Oscar engaging him in combat. What struck Sunny from his sight, was the fact that for the first time Eliseai was over-matched. His brother was her better in fighting, and more he could tell by how often she was on the defensive that she knew this.
Then he wasn't given time to think of it as guards descended towards them. But he could hear Oscar yelling at Eliseai to give up so that Sam would.
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Post by t⊗theark on Apr 7, 2013 0:46:36 GMT
Sunny, hearing right through the smoke decided to take full advantage of his senses. He exploded in every visible wavelength, people immadiately covering their eyes and falling to their knees, with the exception of Eliseai who anticipated this through Sunny's thoughts, closed her eyes. The tides had been swapped, now all others were blind to him. Sunny ran over to her, stubling guards exploding to ash as they stumbled in a 2 metre radius of him.
When he got close to her, looking as Oscar rubbing his eyes in pain just metres away, Sunny prepared Eliseai for what he about to do. He got clpose to her hoping that a combination his own electromagnetic field, the suit and the benefits of his and Oscar's mutation will protect her from the external effects of what was about to occur but his feelings made it clear that she was going to feel the extremely painful physiological stresses of his plan. He emmited and tried to catch has much free neutrons, beta and gamma radiation as possible. He caught as much as he could in his magnetic field, walkitalkies crackling with radio static as they were in a colourful, bubbled spectrum of death. He felt them both getting physically drained a little by the sheer amount of control over the ridiculous radioactivity, the process to Eliseai through their connection felt like her blood was replaced with fire. Sunny, now building it up, exploded not with too much power as to structurally threaten the facility itself but with the substance that left most living things dust, radioactive puddles and slags of decaying metal isotopes.
The three teenages, a couple of severely burnt brutes and several fleeing guards were all that was left. Oscar had finally recovered, him still rubbing his eyes, unscathed by the dirty bomb that was just released. Sunny looked at him, panting lightly. "Your eyes! That implant! The terrorists have our technology, how else could you have gotten it!" "Oscar, forget all that (please do not swear). I don't want to hurt you." "You're an enemy of the state. You hate the our way of life!" he recited like a propaganda robot, exploding over and over again like the ticking of the clock which would instantly kill any normal person not under similar electromagnetic protection as he slowly advanced. "Sam, I can't let you live. I have a license - no - a duty to take out foreign threats"
As he approached their magnetic fields began to repel eachother. Eliseai felt Sunny's hesitation as he looked lovingly at his brother seemingly unsalvageablly brainwashed. "I don't want to hurt you Oscar, listen to (please do not swear) reason!" "I'm can feel how weak you are Sam, I've been train for this. Better than the terrorists trained you. How can you hurt me?" Eliseai felt Sunny's nostalgia everytime his brother called his name, but it was snuffed out but what he had to do. "Because I know a secret of yours Oscar." Sunny said rising
Oscar gasped and would have fallen to his knees if it weren't for him seemingly help up by an invisible force. Sunny had caught his prosthetic heart in his magnetic field. Oscar looked up at his brother as if to beg for mercy. Sunny could barely withstand seeing his brother is so much pain. He repelled his brother like a rag doll into a wall where he was knocked out and fell lifelessly. Eliseai and Sunny felt eachother's concern for him. He wiped away his tears.
"El, I think we have their attnetion," he said, looking apologetic about weakening them to achieve that explosion, "If we're running to the train, this is the best time - before their reinforcements know we're not here anymore.". Although tired they wobbly but quickly ran towards the train station , praying that they others were on it. The smoldering desolation around them, the flames beginning to rise
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Post by Yuno on Apr 7, 2013 2:37:27 GMT
(ooc well seeing as nobody else seems to be moving the story along...guess I'll try to give this whole thing a bit of an adreniline shot.)
Eliseai despite her preparation for what Sunny did had to fight off shrieking in pain at the feeling. She'd briefly dropped to her knees holding her head as her implant worked over time to maintain the flow of power between the two. Her vision was becoming white slowly despite the fact that her eyes were closed. She could hear Sam imploring Oscar to stop and she managed to stand and yell at him as well. “Come with us. We can help you. I can show you what happened. I know somehow you don't remember. I know you don't remember why we were broken apart.” As Oscar flew towards the wall his eyes focused on her and she stared at him a look of pain painted across her face.
Then she knew they had to run, she knew the guards were rallying towards their position. She knew if they stayed there was a good chance they'd never see light again. So when Sam turned towards her and spoke she nodded taking off at a decent clip despite how tired she felt. It was lucky in some ways, that the train had been preparing to make a trip before they'd arrived. That coupled with Sam and Eliseai's actions which had caused guards to flood towards their position like hornets defending their hive had forced the others to board the train if only to avoid capture.
Rather unfortunetly, the train was also preparing to leave sooner than any of them had anticipated. About the time Sunny had gone off like a reactor, the train had begun moving rapidly towards its next destination. Moving, without Eliseai and Sunny. It was about this point the others realized that it was an automated train, the kind that didn't stop until it reached the next destination. Look as they might for circuits or controls, they could find none. Eliseai and Sam even moving at their clip were far too late. Eliseai came to a hault panting as she looked out to where the train ran. “(please do not swear) (please do not swear) (please do not swear) and (please do not swear). That train goes to the other side of the island.” she looked down the cliff at the jungle with a heaving sigh of frustration.
She could hear the shouts and footsteps coming behind them. She looked at Sunny panicking, “Sam, you have to jump.” she pointed down at the water. She could see that he was not a fan of her idea. That sort of fall would kill them. She shook her head at him as he looked at her like she was loopy. Shots began to whizz past them. Eliseai stopped allowing him to disagree at that moment and dragged him off the cliff in a leap as a net slammed into their position. As Eliseai fell she had a sudden rush of thought. She'd done this sort of thing before. She could almost see it, jumping out of a building, the pavement rushing to meet her, and then she was just fine, walking along beside Oscar.
The water was getting closer and then she remembered how she'd done it. She concentrated with every fiber of her being as slowly her body shifted about, massive wings splitting out from her back tearing the resistance suit rather horribly. Their descent slowed as they caught air. She grinned and laughed at Sunny. “I knew that training had to still be in there somehow...” then they hit the cold water. It wasn't comfortable, but neither would die from it.
Sam felt the water moving around his head and he could hear Eliseai's voice. “Do what I do.” he found her and him kicking towards the surface and bursting up to air. Eliseai despite their obvious predicament laughed. “Hey look at that, we're still alive. Come on. We've got some swimming to do.” about an hour later they washed up on shore. Exhausted and wet Eliseai flopped down on the sand and still managed to giggle.
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 7, 2013 3:02:36 GMT
(OOC- The reason I didn't post was because I was put off by the fact character development was skipped again and 62 was magically teleported and told to do something he had no say in... As for the post you put up I doubt the tram was open to the water and was more likely to be a tunnel, that or it would be too deep and you would die...
Either way we just lost two of the most active players and they where the main ones 62 got along with best so... GG)
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Post by Yuno on Apr 7, 2013 3:14:58 GMT
ooc( umm if they can genetically alter people to change shape or be telepaths then it is presumable they may have the technology to run a train over water if it would be faster.
Secondly, you have hit upon the biggest sitting problem of the RP it seems to be dominated by us three, and even then, 62, mateus, and ghost aren't very fleshed out characters.
It was therefore the intention of removing the comparative fleshed out characters and forcing the ones that are anti social in many regards to have to interact with each other and "make amends" as it were. It is the equivalent to locking three people who don't get on in a room for three hours in hopes that they can begin a dialogue...
Also, the roleplay is stagnating just a little...so here we are, with a new situation. You guys have to figure out how to live with each other and help them while on a train ride.
And I should perhaps clarify my idea of changeling, it is some sort of cross between DS9's Odo and Mystique...so the idea of shifting wings or a mirror isn't far out to me."
Also and this is a request...please do not just randomly say "GG!" it is like internet lingo for "I'm retarded and just want to complain."
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Post by Yuno on Apr 7, 2013 3:17:43 GMT
^Clarification of last statement.
GG Katarina too broken! GG DK too stronk! GG Heavy+medic too stronk! GG I got ganked in the jungle! GG I'm getting camped! GG GG ^ all these people who say this are like the athlete's foot of the internet...
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 7, 2013 3:23:41 GMT
(OOC- I have realized the fact its been dominated by us three but I had plans to gets things running with both Ghost and Mateus. Plus it makes it rather hard to get character interactions in when both Ed and Es post a couple of times a week (No offense guys)
And if it was so easy to get out why didn't the group just grab some gear and swim out as well? It just doesn't make sense, and did you ask Ark if he wanted to go through with it?
And yes I am annoyed but I mostly said GG for what it stands for. Its been a good run but I don't think it will last much longer.)
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Post by Yuno on Apr 7, 2013 3:38:45 GMT
ooc( No because the both of us have generally speaking taken some liberties with one and other's characters. I don't care much when other people fill in the obvious blanks on what my character would do, and so far he hasn't seemed to care either. If he hates it or doesn't feel his character would act like that then he would message me, and I know that because we had a previous misunderstanding that I messaged him over and it was quickly fixed.
Secondly, it was not easy to jump off the cliff...I made it clear just falling would lead to death...her changeling ability which so far I rarely take any advantage of allows her to survive and carry him only barely.
And no this won't last much longer if we don't involve zilla and Esp. And half the reason they aren't involved is because the Eliseai/Sunny tangent dominates the other free space. If you separate it from the goings on of them then hopefully you three can have an entire dynamic lovely scene of holding hands and singing kum bai ya together. And having revelations that develop characters for the future...)
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 7, 2013 3:46:11 GMT
(OOC- Hmmm well since I hate arguing most of the time and doubt carrying this on will serve more than spamming the thread just let it be known I don't approve of this as it lacks more sense than the missing of people to interact with, but I'll keep this going until it ends.)
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Post by t⊗theark on Apr 7, 2013 4:36:00 GMT
ooc(Least I can feel neither like I'm making the thread stagnate nor feel like I'm dominating it anymore )
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 7, 2013 9:51:24 GMT
Ooc- look, it sounds rather weak but I've been in wild country on a Duke of Edinburgh expedition for the past 4 days (don't worry, I don't expect you to know what that means if you're across the pond or down under) and so have had no posting capability. However from now till June I will be going nowhere, I will be studying and I will be posting.
As for you two, have you been dominating the role plays plot abit? Yes. And do I think you should be powering out revelations at the rate you are? No.
However that's not your fault, you've been active and that's to be applauded, but note this. I will be stepping it up a notch from today and as soon as I've got out the shower, I'll be posting hard plot, ok?
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 8, 2013 22:04:44 GMT
(Well turns out it took me abit longer)
Ghost signalled to the others, ignoring Sunny for the predictability of his actions. He'd follow her to hell and back, always trying to grasp the friendly elements of his life. For whatever reason, the facility had never matured him like it had himself. Maybe it was the ability to hold Oscar in his mind for every minute of captivity and pain. After that left Eliseai simply filled the vacuum.
Ghost found his way to the sea train, a small glowing button opened the doors with a hard yet smooth mechanism. The cabin then lit up with an abrasive light, green flaking leather seats lined the wall with an occasionally. Outside lurked the cold Atlantic, something about it mesmerised Ghost momentarily, the expansive nature of an ocean so far away from the claustrophobia of this train. He made his way over to the control panel, composed of a LED lit map. The 6 domes of the facility all denoted with separate departments. In dome 1, the central port provided the exit to the surface, so tantalisingly close, yet something about it seemed so morally wrong. So plain and right. His gaze shifted to Dome 5, the words "Headquarters and Training facility" lit up in pale white. Pushing it seemed to be decisively idiotic, but it exhilarated him to just hold his hand over it. With the feeling of a wrong decision apparent in his mind, and the eyes of a boy pushing a sled over a steep hill, he pushed the button and the lights on the board faded as the train made its way to dome 5.
He turned around, stepping over to a chair and slouching into it. A brief look went to 62, then Mateus, before staring into his lap for a few quiet minutes. The awkwardness of the silence was broken by the husky voice of Ghost. "I think you two have something to work out.. but first..." He turned to Mateus, quiet knowledge being spilled gradually. "We've met before this, before the rift in my memory... some years ago... before that fight..." The other two seemed puzzled, he hasn't recounted his experience with Oscar yet. He ignored it, moving onwards.
"It wasn't long after I arrived, you had a nice little room.. you were friendly... you gave me some hope.."
Mateus expected repercussions, but instead Ghost looked thankful. "I am grateful for that, even if hope is false, we need it to keep going, to endure the pain.... had it not been there, I'd have gone long ago..."
He sat in silence for a few minutes, letting 62 mull it over, before turning to him. "I don't ask you to be thankful, but know this, he made sure your kin went out fighting, with optimism.. they weren't resigned to the hopeless life which we almost live."... Ghost went quiet, waiting for a response.
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 9, 2013 13:18:02 GMT
(OOC- Was pretty hard for me to get into the right mind set to do this and even then it feels slightly off. Hopefully it get better as it goes along as I now have another 3-5 characters going on another forum.)
When they got onto the train 62 quickly dropped into a corner, wrapping his arms around his legs and the Pale Twins and Stalker rested next to him on the floor. The remaining Twins stayed near the door as the one that had been close to Sunny waited anxiously for him to get there and its sibling just to stood next to it, giving 62 a good view of Ghost and Mateus.
As Ghost started talking 62 visibly straitened up as if he had just come out of his own little world, swinging his head towards Ghost and listened to what he had to say. He let out a couple of soft growls as Ghost talked but mostly stayed quiet until he finished where 62 dipped his head obviously depressed.
Ghost was right... Mateus wasn't at fault... It should have been himself there to comfort his children not Mateus! If he hadn't been as weak as he was then maybe he could have broke the barrier somehow. Then maybe they could have had a chance instead of dieing at the table. They might have even been able to break out if they have lived now that he thought about it...
He had just been too weak...
Was too weak...
62 let out a low moan ignoring the others in the train and started to rock from side to side as his children gave him concerned looks. He was just too weak. Was always too weak!
"Come on, don't be like that. How do you think it makes them feel?" A young voice asked before the flash of a scared pair white of twins appeared. Drawing in a deep breath 62 managed to straighten up and slowly beckoned to the Twins causing all but the one waiting for Sunny to move over to him looking anxious. He wrapped them in his arms before giving a slight nod in Mateus's direction. It wasn't much but it was the best he was gonna get from 62 in this state.
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 9, 2013 15:29:07 GMT
Ghost sensed 62's emotion, self hatred was common for father types. Paternal instinct only looks inwards, Ghost didn't understand the concept, but the feeling was clear.
"Your not to blame, no one is... not the surgeons, not the guards.. not even the man who approved this facility... but especially not you..."
The words were incredibly confusing, 62 could only consider them flat out wrong. Yet it was becoming clear, Ghost had a kind of wistful intelligence.. he'd had almost a year to think about life, never uttering a word.
"Sunny is kept going by blame... he likes to blame.. he wants to destroy this place.. he wants to murder the people.. that's fine for now.. it helps us." He paused, as if unsure about the truth of the next statement.
"But he will have to learn the truth.. whatever hatred you have inside you had nowhere to go... not a single person in this facility can be held truly accountable for their actions.. not as a whole.." He'd come to the end but muttered quietly ,"least Matteus.
He stood up and walked over to the control panel, upon it LED's were one by one coming to life to mark trains progress. Seemed they had at least an hour of travelling left. He stepped back over to the other two, seemingly in some kind of thought.
"Do we have any water? feels like days since I drunk anything..." His throat felt like sandpaper, an each word prompted a slight pain, enough to make him wince.
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 9, 2013 15:56:15 GMT
62 shook his head at Ghosts statement. Violence had never been the answer he sought for. All he wanted was for his children to not have to be scared. Not only because it was what he wanted, but because it was what someone else wanted. He still thought Ghost was wrong about himself not being at fault though. Someone had to be. Someone always was. But Ghost's words had helped never the less to dull to the pain a little.
He reached down to slowly rub one of the Twins heads as it started to drift off on his lap and didn't move until Ghost mentioned water. With his free hand 62 patted the overalls he was wearing but only cam across the thick file he was still carrying. With apologetic shrug he turned back to his children. Unless Ghost wanted to drink excreted water from his own cells 62 could be of no help as he had never really needed to drink since the operation.
With a grunt 62 signaled the Twin that had been staring at the door's of the train for sometime now to join its siblings. As it slowly plodded over he could feel how upset it was at the loss of Sunny and only then did 62 realize that things didn't didn't feel quiet the same without the exploding ball of optimism walking around. But unless he had survived the guards he was no little more than a memory.
Which 62 though was common in this place as the image of the purple eyed boy swam to the surface of his mind again.
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