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MISSION: GET TO ZE CHOPPA

Date & Time: August 23rd, 2753 (OOCly forward-dated to the 1st)
Location: Uruguay National Defense HQ
Characters: All transports!
Summary: All transports are sent back to Uruguay to download a self-aware AI before it gets bombed out of existence by an early incarnation of the UE. Time distortion effects will be set right either on the way there or on the way back, according to player choice.
Warnings: violence, action movie tension, 3 terabytes of foot fetish porn.

The Transporter drops the entire transport population into what will quickly be established as Home Base, a mile from the vast, sprawling facility that is Uruguay's National Defense HQ. The low roar of helidrones moving above is pervasive, but the black ships can only be glimpsed here and there through the thick cover of trees overhead. If you keep calm and quiet, it's likely you won't be spotted. It's the UND HQ their attention is on, after all.

The population is quickly sorted by attending Initiate employees according to who volunteers to fight and who volunteers to protect, along with those with enough skill to access the computers, and those with enough skill to get them there. The fighters move out first, off to intercept the early UE's ships and ground troops, and to draw the automated defense systems of the facility alike. They'll be in a crossfire, and neither side will be happy to see them there.

The techies and their escorts are sent out far more quietly, in groups of three. Their task is to sneak past the front lines and into the facility itself. There might be alarms and automated defense drones, so those escorts may well be called on to earn their keep. The Initiative can't give any information about which building will house the AI's mainframe, that information was long since lost to history. All they can do is send out enough people to hope that one of them manages to find it.

And remember — as soon as the UE troops withdraw, there will only be minutes until the bomb drops. Everyone would do well to work fast.

[[ Mission information is here, and the techie/escort teams, along with their hacking results, are here. Each techie/escort group will have their own established thread, but Team Distraction and Team We'll Stay Here, Thanks are welcome to thread where ever and however they like! The newbie log that goes up on the 1st will also encompass the arrival back in Exsilium, if you'd like to play that out as well. ]]

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A: Home Base - Before the fighting really starts, Rose can be found sitting out of the way, her skin grey and grimdark, her body still wrapped in the faintly unsettling glowing black aura. A week of not being able to speak to anyone has taken its toll, and she looks...almost lonely, really, behind the frustration in her eyes. And an edge of eagerness. If they were right, this should 'fix' her, even if she doesn't remember being fixed before. And if they were wrong, and least she was going to get to work off some aggression.

B: Distraction - Rose was not pulling any punches out there. Floating fifteen or so feet off the ground, she practically radiated dark energy, and if someone squinted, they might see a wall of twisted, vicious tentacles that seemed to hover, indistinct, in the air behind her. The cloud of darkness around her wasn't indistinct anymore, it was almost a physical thing, writhing as she moved, and her eyes were glowing, empty black orbs.

She was holding the thorns in her hands, and she raised one of them and a thirty foot chunk of rubble from nearby wrenched itself free of the ground and went hurling away, smashing into the enemy lines as if thrown from a catapult, rolling over men and machines before finally stopping. Okay. This was starting to make her feel better...

The raw, unhindered oppression of Gilgamesh's anger seemed to give the illusion that the battlefield had become a land of death. The reality of it being exactly that came as Gilgamesh strode through the battlefield itself, stepping over corpses and raining dozens upon dozens of glowing, immensely destructive weapons on any and every soldier unfortunate to come within his range. He didn't think a thing for who he cut down. They were in his way and in the spotlight.

"Hm?" The King paused, watching the far corner of the battlefield as Rose tore through it with darkness, matching his cruel atmosphere with her own. He approached with interest, though he masked his irritation. Someone was soaking up his attention.

Rose drew a hand back, the wand crackling in the air before a bolt of purple lightning lashed forward, following after the building she had thrown, burning through the path and leaving smolder patches of purple fire in its wake. In the distance she could see the enemy trying to regroup and-

She whirled around at the sensation of someone behind her, prepared to strike until she saw who it was...and he was lucky, too, because a split second later and she'd have tried to atomize him.

One trying to escape the two monsters meeting on the battlefield turned to run--only to collapse as a nasty looking scythe summoned from the air by Gilgamesh stabbed into the side of his body before dissipating, dropping him to the ground lifelessly. Gilgamesh, having made no motion to move his hands at all and acknowledge this, stepped up on an atelier of rubble, looking towards Rose with an expression closely resembling boredom. He could feel her intent to attack, but he imagined she wouldn't bother--and more importantly, he felt oblivious of the prospect that he could possibly take harm.

"Are you still insane?" He asked contritely, arms still crossed in an effort to be completely obstinate in the face of any and all things. "Those who lack sanity do not belong on the battlefield, girl."

Her expression turned from annoyed to irritated as she tossed him a glare. "G'luv tish tok hurlfr," she declared firmly, because she wasn't insane, thank you.

And then back to the task at hand, sending a wave of purple lightning crackling along ahead of hers, sweeping a group of solders into the air.

"Hmph. I will not waste my breath, then."

In the same gesture--without turning, a number of swords and spears manifested in the open air behind Gilgamesh, firing off comparably to a high-end machine-gun as the same group of soldiers was finished off by the ranks of weapons. Each weapons' impact ripped apart the ground, sending up colorful sheets of raw magical energy as Gilgamesh spoke up once more, "How disappointing. These foot soldiers are their best?"

Rose shook her head at that and floated a bit closer to the ground, pointing past the soldiers at what seemed to be an armor line approaching.

"Ghoth tok fyt hurg."

Raising his right hand, Gilgamesh drew out a golden 'key' from the Gates of Babylon. It resembled a flat short sword with rivets, as if it functioned to open an overly complex door. Twisting it in the air, little golden cubes manifested all over his hand before the sky erupted with bright red light, forming a 'tree' of red conduits of energy. After a moment, the lights all condensed into one golden ball above Gilgamesh's hand. From that sphere, Gilgamesh reached into it and drew a long and red stone sword, rounded all around as if it was nothing at all like a sword. While it had a handle and a tip, it couldn't have easily been described as a sword.

If anything, the power emanating from the sword itself was immense and ancient, given that it was the manifestation of a god.

"How pitiful, this struggle," Gilgamesh spoke softly, turning the stone sword over, its golden guard shining in the dull light above. "They tarnish this stage. Now, girl, I'll entertain myself by turning these forces into mere ashes. Your struggle is not necessary while in the presence of the King."

Rose could concede that his little display was somewhat impressive, although given that she was currently invoking the power of an army of distant horrorterror gods, she wasn't really that impressed.

She might have let it pass too, if he hadn't added that last bit. She just rolled her eyes and turned back to the approaching armies, and the black glow around her flared and darkened, tendrils of energy leaking off her body as she thrusts one of the wands forward and a trench of energy tears itself up from the ground, scattering men and machines.

The ceaseless struggle slowed in Gilgamesh's eyes. As he dragged the tip of Ea out in front of himself, the sky split above, revealing a bright blue sky. The clouds were ripped apart, all the vapor dissipating and burning down to the atomic level instantly. With one swing of the 'sword', Gilgamesh advanced. The ground tore apart, going hundreds of feet deep into the Earth instantly. The red light exploding out of the sword did nothing to throw his enemies. They simply disappeared into the void of heat and twisting blades of wind. Anything his energy touched disappeared, revealing a primordial chaos below the battlefield.

Magma gushed up from the seams of the ripped up Earth and Gilgamesh raised his voice again, laughing, "A contest, girl? Even while I hold back--I wonder if you could compare to me!"

In Eddie's eyes, the whole grimdark thing totally reminded him of the Sea of Black Tears. This should have made him a little wary, instead he noticed something else. This new girl bore a striking resemblance to Roxy. Even if he had little time to spend with her recently, he was still keen on seeing her again.

However, that would come after helping out this new face. Eddie brought his guitar to bear, strumming out the Battle Cry solo. With the power of Metal imbuing her already potent abilities, Rose might find herself feeling stronger. More power behind each attack.

"Feel free to keep fuckin' them up!" Eddie calls over the sound of crashing rubble.

Rose hadn't realized anyone else was there until that strange feeling of euphoria and power and...was that rock and roll? washed over her. She actually sucked in a surprised breath and half-turned, peering down at the strange man with the magic guitar. Well, she certainly approved of magical instruments, at least.

Rather than saything anything she simply grinned and turned back to the army they opposed, waving her wand above her head as a series of rather unsettling purple and black stormclouds began to form, growing larger and larger with each passing second, bolts of lightning traveling between the clouds. When it seemed large enough she threw her hand forward and the storm surged ahead, washing over the approaching army, leaving waves of lightning everywhere it went, sending men and machinery flying.

"Oh, we're doing this shit with lightning now?" Eddie calls out with an obvious grin on his face. He ceases playing the Battle cry solo, and instead begins playing what sounds like a random set of riffs and notes. However, these individual string plucks have a whole new effect. That of bolts of lightning descending from the clouds, striking wherever Eddie deemed necessary, or just plain awesome to look at.

As an added flaming bonus, Eddie began belting out various power chords. These new chords have a significantly different effect from playing the individual notes. These chords instead produce eruptions of fire beneath the enemy. The resulting blast of fire proves extremely destructive, as their foes are either burnt to ash or are forced away from the sheer temperature of the heat.

Rose floated up a bit higher at the pyrotechnics display, her head tilted to the side, watching appreciatively. Well, she certainly could approve of that sort of magic, really...although magic created my music was something new. She'd have to ask him about it when she could actually speak properly.

"Glub Hor," she called down pointlessly before turning back to the battle. A mech thing was approaching, adn she waved her wand towards it and it was wrenched up off the ground adn spun around several times before slamming back down into a nearby tank.

It was hard not to notice that display of power and Margulis...well, he couldn't say he disapproved. Of course, that just meant that he would have to be sure to keep up. His arrival was heralded first by an increase in ambient electricity, then by a network of lightning springing to life from nowhere, shooting through both living and mechanical enemies as if they were connected by wires. For a brief moment, the area was lit by a flickering blue light and filled with screams of pain from the electrocuted soldiers. Margulis just looked satisfied by a mess well made.

"So, it seems I won't be doing the bulk of the work here after all."

Rose actually floated back a few feet from that particular display of lightning, her violet eyes narrowed thoughtfully. She did not like idea that other people here were as powerful as she was...although she was fairly certain that display, while impressive, was not quite on par with herself.

A quick glance around spotted the speaker, and she gave him a shrug and a smirk, as if to say 'if it's a challenge you want...'

He cracked his neck and drew the saber at his side with a smirk of his own. While the idea of being outdone irritated him, the thought of bringing an actual challenge into this was exciting.

He moved in a blur, so fast that for a moment, it seemed as if he was standing in two places at once. In the instant it took him to move behind what was left of the enemy lines, several soldiers found themselves beheaded.

"Or are you just going to stand there after a display like that?"

Kanaya notices when the undying glow around her to which she is perpetually accustomed suddenly begins to dissipate at the edges. She pushes forward and finds the light she's producing barely cancels out the network of shadows surrounding--

And then she turns the corner, and there is Rose, the six-sweeps Earth Gothic angel (though she knows nothing of Christian heaven and does interpret angel in a fairly strict Hussnasty sense) of her memories. It was different, seeing her video post on her tiny tablet and here, cutting exactly the figure she's supposed to (six, for just a little while they can both be six) in the layered clothing she selected herself.

"How are you," she says cautiously.

[Rose only knows what Kanaya looks like from her investigation of the phones, and she still isn't precisely certain why the troll girl glows the way she does, but it isn't as though she can communicate that question properly.]

[She's honestly a bit fascinated though, watching her shadows trying to compete with that glow, and she watches it for a moment, the darkness straining against the light, before she actually looks up at Kanaya's face and shrugs.]

Hgrut.

[She sees Rose investigating her glow and - oh her heart is little and black for making her brighten up at this, but things being the way they are supposed to never cease to fill her with a secret and selfish sort of delight.]

You don't know what I am, do you? I'm your friend Kanaya, but I'm a rainbow drinker now.

[Rose shook her head at that question and frowned, sitting up a bit straighter and waving a hand as if to prompt for more information, since she can't ask for it.]

Uh...

[She frowns back and then raises her arms high in the stereotypical intimidating vampire fashion, baring her fangs wide, though the impression is undermined by her lack of cape and demure black nail polish.]

Bluh.

[Rose watches this, and then has to cover her mouth as she laughs softly...at least that sound isn't eldrich. And then she nods, to show she understands.]

[Heh. Looks like she got it kind of right a little. Brightens up, or really more undarkens the surroundings slightly.]

At least your form suits your weapon now if nothing else.

[Rose's laughter fades and she sighs at the wands sitting in her lap, picking one up and spinning it between her fingers absently. The dark aura around her increases almost immediately, and rather noticeably, though Rose doesn't seem to notice.]

MISSION: GET TO ZE CHOPPA

Home Base | Distraction

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