MISSION: GET TO ZE CHOPPA

[initiatesnpc]

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. ]]

Comments

[inthejunk]

Until something explodes, wasn't it?

[Woah, he should have paid better attention in that meeting. He'd kind of assumed that other people would be paying attention instead. He'd just been so excited to finally see some action again that he might have started daydreaming a bit.]

[wilder]

...There's a lot of explosions going on, if you haven't noticed.

[inthejunk]

Right...um. I guess there's going to be a better one? Or maybe some kind of signal...

[wilder]

[...]

Watch my back, will ya? Maybe the tablet will have the mission info.

[inthejunk]

Yeah, sure.

[Probably a bit too enthusiastic, but hey. Battle is kind of a game to this kid at the moment, so he's planning to enjoy it!]

[wilder]

[He'll give the kid a raised eyebrow at the over enthusiasm at getting the "protect the dude' quest, but he makes no remark. Instead he's loading up the tablet to look for that info. Try to make sure he doesn't die, yosuke! ]

[inthejunk]

[Not as cool as 'save the princess,' but better than nothing, dude. He throws a few little microbursts of wind at would-be assailants, who probably have much better weapons and yet are blown over. Quite literally.]

Anything?

[wilder]

[give him a moment and...!]

Got it! It's when the troops withdrawal. Gotta get out of here before the explosion.

[inthejunk]

[...]

Good call.

[wilder]

Yeah. Glad I checked!

[And he'll put that tablet away and pull out his weapon again with intent to fight more]

[inthejunk]

I think we would have noticed a retreat anyway.

[But Yosuke cheerfully brandishes his kunai again anyway. Hey, it's not time to retreat yet!]

[wilder]

Aha, I guess. Still, we'll only get a couple minutes to get out once they do- so don't get too distracted!

[Sheesh so violent. But Zelos lunges at a soldier who was trying to attack, moving to take him down]

[inthejunk]

[Hey, how often do you get to play in real life video game scenarios? It's fun!

Except OW, what the hell was that? Did someone just throw a rock? Yosuke hisses and holds his side, but at least it didn't hit his fa-

Ow, damn it! His nose! Try to ignore the ugly screech, dude. That's a lot of blood. And it really smarts!]

Rogs, loogoud vor rogs!

[wilder]

[He turns when he hears that screaming and turns- what the hell?!]

Where are they coming from?!

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke makes a vague, frustrated gesture in the relative direction, but he's too busy trying to stop the blood that's gushing out of his face. He's so dazed by the impact and the blood that it takes him a few moments to remember to call for Juraiya and heal himself again.

Once he does, he wipes his bloody hands off on his bloody shirt and grimaces. Man, that totally sucked. But it's probably better than getting impaled with a bayonet or something.]

Now I'm pissed. That jerk is going down!

[wilder]

[He will never not find that Ninja Disco Frog weird...]

[But seeing that the kid is okay without his healing, he'll nod]

Hm, just keep your wits about you.

[Speaking of which, another trooper decided to try to take their moment distraction to attack them with a electric rod from behind. But before they can get in a swing, Zelos suddenly turns and with a single swing? Cuts them down]

Nice try.

I swear I can spell Jiraiya I just have big klutzy fingers

[inthejunk]

[Okay. That definitely shuts him up. Yosuke gapes a little. Did he just...? Holy crap.

In the long moment he's distracted and staring, another rock catches him off guard. This time right smack to the back of the head. A comical look of surprise crosses his face for a millisecond, then his eyes roll up and he hits the ground face down.

...He's fine. Really. This happens all the time. It can't be avoided when you're in the habit of taking the really bad blows for your leader, ya know?]

UH HUH SURE

[wilder]

[Annnnnnd it's Zelos's turn to gape for a second. Did the kid really just get hit by a rock and pass out? Is this real life? ]

Aw jeez- seriously!?

[But well guess he can't leave him out here to die. He'll throw a wind spell at the direction fo the rock thrower to throw them off, before picking up the kid (like a sack of potatoes!) with the intention of getting him OFF the battlefield]

/sigh

[inthejunk]

[Luckily Yosuke isn't a big guy, so he's a skinny teenager of a burden as opposed to a full grown, well filled out man.

Not as luckily, he starts to groan after a few minutes and puts up a weak, confused sort of struggle. Hey, he has no idea what's going on here, but he remembers being in the midst of battle not long ago.]

[wilder]

[That is lucky! Zelos is a pretty strong guy, so no real trouble carrying him. Only slightly pausing when he hears the groan and struggle]

Huh. Back with us already?

[inthejunk]

Pumme down 'Tsumi. I can walk.

[Okay, so he's still pretty groggy. And possibly not quite fully conscious again, as he's mistaking you for another big dude at the moment. He's also speaking Japanese without the translator to help. Whoops.]

[wilder]

....Oookay he's awake and speaking gibberish. Great.

[Just gonna keep moving here]

[inthejunk]

[Unhappy grunting and weak squirming come next, though getting knocked in the noggin with flying rocks does give you a bit of vertigo, so he can't fight too much. Just grumble unhappily at you.]

Hey...dude, c'mon. I'm not...not that...broken. C'mon.

[wilder]

[And whether or not he can understand you, he's choosing to ignore. Though soon they'll be from a bit further from the battle and well- he's setting you down against a wall or something]

[He'll hold up four fingers]

How many fingers?

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke squints a little, hazy but not in the verge of losing consciousness anymore. He hold up his own fingers in response. Six? No, that's impossible. Three. No, wait...four. It's definitely four. He holds his fingers up, starts to say "four," but realizes that's really unlucky on a battlefield. Better to lie just a bit. He goes back to three fingers.]

Fou-uh! Three. It's three.