A Game of Gods: Taskforce Sifuri

"Okay, cover story time. I'm a travelling stage magician, Twilight's my understudy, Dr. Shantotto, you're my lovely assistant. Sound good so far?"

"I think so."

"I will take the mantle of a travelling scholar," said Ratheln. "It is not so far from the truth, and I hope we won't be thrown to a world so foreign that my knowledge would be completely useless."

Crocker smiled, his hands behind his back:

"I couldn't help but notice you said we were against a group of magical creatures? Well, observe!"

He pulled out a somewhat giant steel-plated rocket launcher, which had some buttons and screens attached to it:

"I call it the magic reflector! It can absorb magical attacks, and use them! It can even absorb magical attacks and replicate them, as long as he has enough energy. This little baby here is my greatest creation."

"... That is... Very useful."

Axl observed the newcomer with some degree of apprehension; the last time he had seen something similar he had ended up being rendered unconscious. He began to relax, however, as the arrival behaved in a relatively friendly manner. When Crocker brought up his magic reflector, Axl grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

"Nice! Now we'll be able to show them who's boss! They aren't gonna be able to use their fancy-shmancy powers with you around," he commented, feeling rather pleased with the development. His grin faded away, however, as he realised that he didn't have a disguise. "...Uh... I just realised that I don't have a disguise. My Copy Chip's got the data of that one guy... was he a commissioner or something? I don't think he'd be a good disguise."

Both Teams would find a portal opening in their midst. Through it, they would see a much brighter and more cheerful scene than anywhere they had been so far: some manner of festival, packed with people. Many tents and other temprorary buildings had been erected on a plaza surrounding a large hill. The centerpiece of the plaza some sort of shrine containing a large bell. Slightly diluted by it's passage through the portal was the sound of much happiness and laughter from the celebrating people, accompanied by jovial music.

Magic

"Ah, that would be our cue." Shantotto remarked at the sight, before turning back to Twilight. "So perhaps Hume Shantotto should make her debut? And on the subject of lovely assistant," she said in a slight growl at Kribnefka, "perhaps, if with my new form the idea's consistent."

Mercer looked over Axl's very obviously robotic features.
"You can copy somebody's appearance? Well..."

Wave of red an black swirling mass washed over Mercer, transforming him into a middle aged man in military uniform◊.
"Try that on me now."

Sec immediately stepped through the portal.
Once everyone had come through, he began to speak.
"It's time for reconnaissance. Spread out, look for the ship piece. If this is your first time, there is a locator somewhere on you person, it will show you were to go. Keep in touch."

And with that, Sec walked away from the group, and went looking for misdeeds, wrongdoings, and anything out of the ordinary.

Kribnefka held up a hand.

"Merely a suggestion, Doctor."

"Oh, cool... so you've got a copy ability too? Well, I guess I can ask you later," replied Axl. One of his busters materialised in his hand, and he aimed it at Alex's midsection. "Okay, this is going to hurt a bit, but you should be alright."

Axl pulled the trigger and a small projectile was fired. When it hit Alex, it hurt slightly, but otherwise had no effect. The reploid immediately knew that the copying had been successful, and soon the data was ready. Seeing the portal, Axl said, "So far so good... at least it looks like a fun place. Transform!"

With the customary orb of light, Axl had quickly assumed the middle aged man's form. Nodding at him, Axl said, "Good luck!"

He began to move toward the portal, but something stopped him. "What's your name, by the way? I'm Axl, and it's good to meet you."

Once he received an answer, Axl entered the portal, eagrely anticipating what seemed like a fun place.

edited 14th Apr '12 10:52:30 AM by Flanker66

"Shall we, then?"

Twilight was about to answer Atrocitus' question, a very curious question indeed, before the portal opened. It was almost a relief. The unicorn doubted that she'd be able to stomach what the Red Lantern intended to teach her, especially with an opening like that. Still, best not to leave him hanging. "We can talk about this after the mission." With that, she turned and walked over to Shantotto, her horn already aglow.

She still wasn't quite sure that this would work, but she gave her word and it would be a horrible thing indeed to renege on an agreement like this. Access to more foreign magic was quite the reward, no doubt about it. She hadn't had the proper time to alter the spell, but she could certainly put a few spins on it on the fly. Versatility in magic was something she prided herself on, though not overmuch. This carried its own risks, however, and she didn't want to see someone she'd only just met growing tentacles or turned inside out. The thought alone was enough to make her shiver. Putting her fears aside, she focused on the spell, on the human for. Two legs, two arms, mostly hairless. Fairly simple, really, but oh so variable. How tall could they get, and how short? Shantotto could probably pass for a small child as she was, but that was beside the point.

"You may feel a slight stinging sensation." She half-muttered as she brought her horn to touch the Tarutaru's exposed skin. It wasn't as if she hadn't done something like this before. When she was but a filly, she'd transformed her parents into common houseplants. But that had been uncontrolled, a wild burst of magic brought on by something much rarer, an event rooted in fables and folklore. Shoving these thoughts aside, she focused on the task at hand. her horn burned bright, almost blindingly so. She took a deep breath.

There was a flash of light and a puff of thick, cloying smoke that smelled of burning tin. The transformation, in sharp contrast to the long, drawn-out display of Twilight's first casting of the spell, was a quick one. Limbs extended, organs rearranged, ears rounded. In a few moments, the smoke cleared and the Black Mage was left to observe her new human shape. Twilight let out a few hacking coughs before turning her gaze to Shantotto and grinning madly. "So, what do you think?"

"Axl? Heh. My name's Alex," laughing at the coincidence responded Mercer as he was shifting into his normal form.
"Though my power is not as nice as yours, by far." he added, entering the portal alongside him.

Crocker began to laugh as he ran through the portal. Once he noticed he was on a festival, he strapped his magic hunting weapons to his back and began jumping like a little girl:

"I wanna go on the ferris wheel! Is there a ferris wheel here?!"

-A final shower of sparks from the Orks' workbench, and they too go into the portal. Activating as they go through, the orks now appear to any observers as a loudly dressed group of rowdy supporters festooned with brightly-colored scarves and facepaint troweled on so thickly their original skin color is a mystery. One particularly oversized indivudual, who looks like he could be asleep at the goalposts and yet let nothing through proudly bears a sign proclaiming their undying support for the Gorkamorka Ded'Ardboyz (fifth in the Blood Bowl league).-

Roight ladz, we finds da piece an' den we bringz it back!

You gots it, boss!

And quiet-like, y'hear?

Don't worry, boss! Orkses iz da bestest at sneaky fings!

Roight den... 'ERE WE GO!

-The mob surges forwards, looking for anything that might conceivably be a ship piece.-

Liberty Prime, still in the disguise shell, marched through the portal and into the festival.

INITIATING DIRECTIVE 3441: SEARCH AND DESTROY ALL COMMUNIST INFILTRATORS!

Jack managed to stop himself from barreling forward from the lucky dodge due to years of practice. Crocker's explanation that he only followed around one little boy was still punch worthy to the Chaser. He hated people who mess with kids, especially kids who could not defend themselves properly. It was still pretty funny just watching the crazed teacher try to capture Sec in a butterfly net, thinking he was a fairy.

He then momentarily spied the second newcomer within the past hour. This guy, Alex, looked like he had some kinda whispy, black and red growth all around him. He suspected some kinda biological agent or something. One or two Deathseekers used them. Never ended well for them........

"I think no body would mind if I just walked around with my arm," Jack said to Sec, gesturing to his arm. "I can easily bullshit a story about me losing the arm in a war and having a wizard or something fashion me this baby," he said. Technically the story would be merely a half-truth but it would suffice. Then he saw Crocker's invention.

Jack whistled in praised and clapped his hands a few times. "Now THAT is awesome!" Jack said. He was a bit envious of Crocker making something like that......but to former Marine is just showed how dangerous this nerd was. Unstable + weapons genius was always a dangerous combination.......

The portal opened up. It was in the middle of a festival it seems. Perfect cover for their little group. "The circus in town then. Maybe I can win a teddy bear or something," he said before lighting up a cigarette. Jack walked through the portal, noting the tingling feeling he felt.....

Mercer was visibly abashed by Prime's Vocal Dissonance.
"The hell is that girl?"

Crocker tapped his finger on his chin:

"It appears that there is no ferris wheel on this festival. No problems. I'll just track for magical beings!"

He pulled out his magic tracker and stared at it, before looking around, a bit worried:

"Now all I need is a piece of their hair, or a bit of magic dust. Does anyone know where to find magic dust?"

Ermac

We continued to practice hiding our unusual voice and grammar, and by now, we were fairly confident in our ability to not refer to ourselves as "we" aloud. When the portal opened, we levitated a few feet up and traveled forward until we reached the portal.

"I should tell you my cover story," we said to anyone who hadn't entered yet. "I will be a warrior from the Outland clan. I will be masked because that is part of my code of honor, and should I remove it, I would dishonor my clan and be forced to destroy myself."

With that, we landed and walked into the portal.

"All-right. Let's find that ship piece," said Ratheln. Clutching his staff, he calmly walked through the portal; once in the other side, he waited for the others to follow.

"Fine then," Atrocitus said to Twlight Sparkle. He was slightly disappointed by the early coming of the challenge, missing out in him teaching her what was likely a VERY important lesson to her. The Red Lantern walked out, following after Twilight Sparkle. He viewed the portal, seeing it was a festival with a medieval European aesthetic. Zelda's psychic message stressed the importance of a disguise, something he felt warranted in this case. During his visits to Earth, or any planet whatsoever, the thought of even using a disguise never crossed his mind, as he never had the need to conceal his identity. The reason for Earth at least was mostly due to the population already having been long desensitized to aliens coming to that odd blue planet in the middle of no where, not to mention all the stuff already on the planet.

Perhaps a disguise would suffice just this once, he thought, looking at the primitive town through the portal. The Ryutian could see his mere presence might cause a panic, which will be detrimental to the sensitivity of their mission.

Atrocitus wanted something that would be able to completely mask his appearance, yet he did not want to go through the trouble of altering his body nor cloaking devices. Thick clothing would suffice.......

Using the library's capabilities, he conjured a long, billowing black cloak that completely covered his body, having sleeves and wore upon his body like a trench coat. Upon his head he placed a wide brimmed cowboy hat, also black, and to covered his yellow eyes with a pair of rimless sunglasses with perfectly round blood red lens.

"Bounty hunter," Atrocitus merely said in response to the question of cover stories the group will be using. The overall look and feel the Red Lantern exuded was one of a being who invoked intimidation without looking like a monster right out of Hell.

He strode into the portal, ignoring any comment about his attire.

edited 14th Apr '12 12:35:05 PM by UdtheImp

Yuuno quickly stepped through the portal without a second thought.

Leanbow observed the portal for a brief moment. "What in the name of Rita Repulsa is that?" Leanbow asked no one in particular as he stared at it in confusion.