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NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#101: Jul 29th 2015 at 1:13:05 AM

Social District Seventeen

"Got it."

Something came over Seth as he listened to the objective. No longer was he just a teenager trying to make a good impression. If Ashley could see into the cockpit of the Chariot of Fire, she would see focus and fire in his eyes.

"Hey M.O.L.L.Y.?"

If I could, I'd be very afraid at the way you just asked that.

"Hand me my guitar, would you? I'm about to write the world's laziest breakdown..."

This idea's feckin' stupid, you realize that? This was one of those times when M.O.L.L.Y.'s Irish accent really called attention to itself. A door opened at the top of the cockpit, and Seth's Telecaster, held by wires, started lowering from the ceiling. As Seth waited for his guitar to reach the height where he needed it to be, his mech grabbed its own guitar, one held to its back by magnets. Once man and mech were both in position, massive amplifiers revealed themselves from the Chariot's sides and shoulders. This is like opening a war with a nuclear strike!

"She said draw them out and destroy them, right? Something like this is bound to get their attention."

Suddenly, M.O.L.L.Y. projected herself right up close on his HUD, as though her avatar had climbed up the front of the mech and reached about eye level with it. Seth, knowing his own mindset very well, made sure to design her avatar so that he'd never look away when she put herself in front of him like this, and that glorious red mane wasn't something he was going to look away from any time soon.

I'm warnin' you right now, she said, if this thing gets destroyed because you just had to play the Guillotine, whatever you install me into next is gonna feckin' tear you to shreds.

"Love you too, Moll," he said with a wry smirk. He pulled his pick out of his jeans. He breathed in...out...in...he had to make sure his adrenaline didn't overload him. For a moment, everything, Seth included, was dead still.

Then, he picked at the open string of his guitar four times with a slow, precise rhythm. With each massive chug of the guitar, the church's walls shook, until finally, on the last one, it crumbled into a heap of rubble.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna play this the whole time." Seth said it as much to M.O.L.L.Y. as he did to Ashley. He didn't want his own onboard AI mad at him too long. "Okay, M.O.L.L.Y., you can put the guitar back." The Telecaster retreated like it was horrified at what Seth had just used it to do. In the meantime, Seth reached to his hips. The Chariot followed suit and picked up a gun from each hip. Holograms of the guns appeared on Seth's hands inside the cockpit. "These are in missile mode, right?"

Well, we're certainly not worried about collateral damage today, are we?

"You'd have called it strategically stupid to set them to plasma beams..."

Good thing they weren't set to that, then.

"Thanks, Moll." Seth pointed the mech's guns at the remains of the church. Whatever was coming up, he wanted to be ready.

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
TenebrousGaze Dark Eye from A Shaded Face Since: Sep, 2013 Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Dark Eye
#102: Jul 29th 2015 at 2:18:14 AM

"OK, we are go."

Lunar Symphony started walking forwards out towards the Caledfwlch, expecting the other two to follow. When he reached it he let the piloting AG Is do their job, taking them into the Western Elysium Field and towards their target.

dungeonguy88 Discordian Agent from Florida Since: Mar, 2013
Discordian Agent
#103: Jul 29th 2015 at 3:57:21 PM

"Affirmative."

Enjoying the natural feel of its unit, it took a moment before a'Lincoln thought to follow after its fellow pilot. Shaking itself from its reverie, the Faerie Knight took several smooth strides forward, readying itself to embark upon the Caledfwlch.

"It all depends on how we look at things, and not on how they are themselves." -C.G. Jung
Daydre That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth from the trash Since: Jun, 2014 Relationship Status: Gone fishin'
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
#104: Jul 29th 2015 at 4:26:54 PM

Just so you guys know, I'm going on vacation for nine days starting tomorrow.

Shaking away any nervous thoughts he had, Galen starts walking towards the Caledfwlch.

Okay, just focus on the mission...

"... Ready."

off the shits
Kkutwar The Prince of Foolish Relevations from A Place Beneath both Good & Evil Since: Feb, 2013 Relationship Status: What is this thing you call love?
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
#105: Jul 29th 2015 at 5:46:18 PM

Western Elysium Field, 11:37 AM

The Caledfwlch, a sleek gold and black transport ship, floats over the beach of the Elysium Field. On the ground, a massive burned webbed arm emerges from the water. Followed by another firmly clutching onto the land, the head of the Aurora Destroyer surfaces five eyes locked onto the ship. Pulling the rest of its scarred burned body out of the water, it flicks its tail before its "spine" pulls back upright. The humanoid limb static in its appearance, the Eldritchian cries mournfully before a message suddenly appears before the Fey Hearts.

The Machine Vampire

Aurora Destroyer

Following this message is the image of a young woman rather similar to Faith, except for her face being covered rash-like in red tendrils. Brown haired teen just next to her, the woman suddenly speaks to the pilots ~"Took long enough, anyways be wary. Having observed its behavior, that thing seems to have been getting anxious. Keep the special spears ready, though also be ready to dodge. It should have enough reserves for some beams. Now! Go bag that thing!"


Seed Esper Elysium, Training Area 03, 11:37 AM

For three seconds Hera looked at Lucus with an expression of pain and confusion. Her telekinesis slipping, she responds with a slurring tone "That... That doesn't make any... sense. Sorrow doesn't... work like... that..." Her pained and confused expression locked on her face, she finally falls asleep. Amanda quickly approaching to collect the sleeping Hera, she opens the hatch of the VESTA and stands upright. Bowing apologetically, she calls out in a genuine tone.

"We're terribly sorry this happened! I'm certain Hera will want to apologize when she wakes up, she merely panicked! Oh, this went so badly..." Ryan however steps forth from the viewing area, looking towards Lucus with a solid look on his face. Letting out a short breath, the young man calls out strongly "This is all our fault as Seed Esper. We didn't think Einmal would send someone like you, who would express sorrow at all for our creations. Thus we didn't bother moving up the process of warning her of such a reaction. We're very sorry you had to get involved dealing with our mistake."

Melinda, though lightly panting now, looks towards Lucus sharply. Straightening her form, the young woman brings a hand to the back of her head and calls out calmly "Though things didn't go as intended, because of this incident we've learned how far her telekinetic strength can go. Being able to actually approach damaging this ceiling... Well, we certainly don't need to test her strength again, so this actually cuts down on a fair bit for her. So, will this be all for you or would Einmal like to know some about our tentative Third Gen Esper concepts?"


Ars Headquarters, Lobby

The hologram stares blankly in confusion, blinking a few times. "Falling" into the chair and letting their arms go limp, Alan speaks through it "He didn't personally pick you two did he? Well, uh... Apologies I guess, I've just gotten so used to him sending people to forcibly take Alena. This is... pretty weird honestly. You guys really don't want the money? Why did you two even get this job then? Well, guess I should unlock the door then..."

With that an audible click is heard, and the hologram scratches its head before Alan speaks once more "So you guys really weren't going to do anything about the Mentalists? Cause I'm wondering why you even bothered trying to use deception. I mean, if you just outright asked if Alena was here I would of freaked out, so why even bother with the Mentalist angle?"


Social District Seventeen, Ruined Church

The rubble suddenly sent soaring through the air, two Armors emerge from a hole in the ground. The two standing side-by-side, the one of the right has an almost crab-like theme with its right arm being larger than the left. The one on the left, however, possesses a very streamlined almost skeletal-like appearance with notable bulges on its arms. This streamlined Armor broadcasts the stern voice of a thirty year old woman, harvested spikes from the Skeletal Conqueror sliding out of the left arm.

"Such a disrespectful child, siding yourself with the demons trying to prevent God's righteous judgment of the heathens. You shall be taught your lesson, or failing that..." The skeletal Armor suddenly breaks forth into a burst of speed, quickly closing in on the side of the Chariot of Fire whilst the woman screams "There'll be one less heathen in the world!" Ashley staying out of the way, she simply examines the crab-like Armor shifting into a smaller more defensive form.


Seed Esper Elysium, Simulation Room

Though his face hidden beneath a black bone carapace, Gabriel makes up by shifting his body into a pose saying 'Huh?' before speaking "Did you mean 'heard some' or...? Cause I don't really like the idea of some person just having one of my bone spikes in their possession. Seriously, just as freaking creepy as owning limbs..." Gabriel shuddering disturbed, Kate smiles mischievously before sliding up to Victor, leaning in as if she's going to whisper to him yet speaks at a normal volume.

"Gabriel Jones, he's really not that great. Honestly, he's just a big ole jerk with a superiority complex." The kitty jumping back once Gabriel angrily shouted a "Hey!" at her, the young man sighs before speaking up somewhat smugly "Its always good to find someone else impressed by my skills. I'm currently striving to hone my skills enough to kill an Eldritchian single-handedly even. So! Your Armor good to go? Flesh Weaver lives in the twenty-fifth Social District, thus not far off from the Eastern Elysium Field. Things are generally good in that area, so you shouldn't need to keep your weapons active at all time."

Kate landing silently in front of Victor, she smiles a little before twirling away six feet and stopping. "If you want to go now we'll be right behind you, and we shouldn't need a transport to get there. Things aren't that dire." You can just go ahead to Social District Twenty-Five with your next post

"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
SpartyMcFly Military Grade Shitposter from Not where he should be Since: Nov, 2010 Relationship Status: Get out of here, STALKER
Military Grade Shitposter
#106: Jul 29th 2015 at 5:54:32 PM

Ars Headquarters

"No, we were just sent to investigate. I don't believe the guy in Russia picked us personally - at least, I hope he didn't. I'm here to apprehend Armor criminals, and so far as I can tell you haven't committed a crime with Armor. That changes, though..."

Kristen immediately headed for the door. He looked back to Alan. "Why bother telling you?" She made no more excuses to stay and left immediately, headed for her car, wanting to leave before reporting back.

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
OmegaShadowcry Spooky Scary Boneheaded Man from The Arena Since: Mar, 2013 Relationship Status: Gay for Big Boss
Spooky Scary Boneheaded Man
#107: Jul 29th 2015 at 6:03:48 PM

"My Armor is always ready, Gabriel! Don't worry about the bone shard thing, by the way. I haven't see any jars of black, glossy fragments anywhere, just a few battle reports." He made his way over to Blaze Champion and undocked. "To District Twenty-Five, gentlemen!"

Time Passes

"So, what the first Eldritchian that either of you did research on? Psyche Splitter was the first one I can remember. It was... frankly, terrifying." He paused for a moment. "By that same token, part of me found it fascinating. How could this Otherness completely override the human mind? So I studied it, probably far more than was healthy. And all I found was conjecture. Rather boring, comparatively."

edited 29th Jul '15 7:38:38 PM by OmegaShadowcry

"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous
NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#108: Jul 29th 2015 at 7:00:20 PM

Social District Seventeen

Just as his opponents started displacing the rubble, Seth remembered he hadn't put the Guillotine back where it belonged. He had just enough time to stash one of his guns and move the massive axe-guitar hybrid back onto his back before the first attack started coming in.

The skeletal armor was fast, but it wasn't fast enough. With inhuman speed and timing, Seth and his Chariot backflipped out of the way.

I take it you want to talk back? Seth nodded in response as he picked the gun back up. None of the amplifiers moved an inch; playing what Seth said to the outside world, unlike playing the guitar, didn't carry any risk of destroying the mech from within. The sound would carry just fine, even through all that metal.

"Your numbers are off." Seth's voice was full of contempt and disgust. "Two heathens die today, and I'm not one of 'em."

He fired the gun he hadn't put back in its holster at his attacker, sending a rocket not where she currently was, but rather where her momentum was taking her. Then, with his free hand, he grabbed the gun he'd holstered and fired off a rocket at the crab armor.

edited 29th Jul '15 7:00:37 PM by NitrousThunder

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
TenebrousGaze Dark Eye from A Shaded Face Since: Sep, 2013 Relationship Status: Giving love a bad name
Dark Eye
#109: Jul 30th 2015 at 1:21:29 AM

Kit watched the Eldritchian emerge and readied himself as it did. He engaged the hover capabilities and instructed Alice to automatically adjust it for different surfaces, before charging forwards. When Lunar Symphony stepped off the boat, it hovered above the water.

"Alright, try and surround this thing. If it tries to escape, we're just wasting time."

Lunar Symphony sped around the edge and to Aurora Destroyer's other side as it drew its spear. Lunar dashed in, trying to stab it with the spear, before retreating back again to avoid retaliation.

darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#110: Jul 30th 2015 at 3:48:42 AM

Seed Esper Elysium, Training Area 03, 11:38 AM

Lucus pauses for a few moments as everyone talks before giving a bit of a awkuard laugh. "Y-Yeah sorry about all of this, I didn't really consider that my musings might make her a bit upset." he says with a honest tone sitting ontop of the ladder of the Wunderwaffen.

Echoing from the Wunderwaffen speakers "We also must apologize for our actions. We failed to make ourselves familiar with this possibility before arrival due to our regular distinct lack of contact with Espers. It was the fault of both sides."

"Speaking of tests, we at least did get some good out of this. Agaris logs and records all combat activity when i'm piloting, it probably contains a decent amount of data that will help with Hera."

"Combat log confirmed. Video and audio logs including thermal imaging and local sonar have all been recorded. Basic analysis of acceleration, velocity and overall energy calculations have also been created and mapped to the data. Finally direct pressure sensors on the Wunderwaffen recorded has direct assault against us. If given a suitable system the appropriate files can be transferred to Seed Esper immediately." Agaris says informatively while powering down the thrusters and shield systems of the Wunderwaffen.

Lucus gives a bit of a smile as Agaris talks, he always gets a small sense of pride in his work. Then he turns to look at Melinda "I would be curious about the Third Gen concepts. Though this time I will try and keep my emotions to myself if you don't mind." He says with a joking tone, trying to lighten the mood.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
DemKimochis An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it? from the deepest crevices of your kokoro Since: Jun, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it?
#111: Jul 30th 2015 at 9:39:37 AM

Ars Headquarters

Jander almost forgot that the door had been locked and the click made her flinch slightly. The sound was very much like that of a gun and she felt her heart racing, only getting ashamed a few momenrs later after realizing that it was the door. And I thought they were really gonna try to 'ruff' us up.

Alan's comments warranted a sharp look from Jander. Kristen had already gone out of the door. "It would have been easier if I did this for the money," she said bitterly before stepping out of the door herself.

Actually, call me Dem or Dem Kimos I hope they add a name change soon...
SpartyMcFly Military Grade Shitposter from Not where he should be Since: Nov, 2010 Relationship Status: Get out of here, STALKER
Military Grade Shitposter
#112: Jul 30th 2015 at 9:51:00 AM

Outside

Having successfully extracted Kristen headed over to the car, got in, started it up, and drove off. She wiped her brow, before focusing on the road, aiming to get away from Ars HQ before posing a status update.

No doubt she'd be questioned on why she didn't move with force and take Alena back. But she wasn't entirely here to get paid. She had her own reasons to fight Eldritchians. And "intervening in family issues" was not one of them.

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
dungeonguy88 Discordian Agent from Florida Since: Mar, 2013
Discordian Agent
#113: Jul 30th 2015 at 10:12:52 AM

Stepping clear of the transport vessel, a'Lincoln spent several idle moments observing the Eldritchian, seemingly entranced by the sight of the alien creature.

Shaking itself from its idle ruminations, at Kit's words, the bionoid briefly spoke over the comms "...Affirmative."

A moment later, the Faerie Knight took off at a dead-run, tearing up the ground underneath it, as its feet pounded the ground beneath it. Briefly taking note of Kit's movement to the creatures flank, a'Lincoln simply kept her heading, charging towards the front of the beast. As the distance closed between the two, the Faerie Knight suddenly jammed its arm into the wet sand below it, using it as an anchor, drawing itself to an abrupt pause in front of the Aurora Destroyer.

Not having yet drawn out any sort of weapon, a'Lincoln took the time to simply stand its Faerie Knight fully erect, before slowly casting its gaze up to the Eldritchian.

"It all depends on how we look at things, and not on how they are themselves." -C.G. Jung
DemKimochis An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it? from the deepest crevices of your kokoro Since: Jun, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it?
#114: Jul 31st 2015 at 11:27:18 PM

Ars Headquarters

Kristen's car was already speeding away as Jander got out of the building. She got on her bike and returned the disc on her back to its original owner. The wheels whirred as they started to rotate faster and faster and as they touched the ground the bike took off with it.

Social District 8

The district looked better off than the others, to be honest but Jander had lost much interest in the world as it is. Zooming through its streets, the only thing she could really appreciate was the well cared road - at least it made her ride a lot more comfortable.

Actually, call me Dem or Dem Kimos I hope they add a name change soon...
Kkutwar The Prince of Foolish Relevations from A Place Beneath both Good & Evil Since: Feb, 2013 Relationship Status: What is this thing you call love?
The Prince of Foolish Relevations
#115: Aug 1st 2015 at 1:12:53 AM

Western Elysium Field, 11:38 AM

The eyes of the Aurora Destroyer shifting towards Lunar Symphony, it tenses its body before gradually opening its maw. Reddish colored streamers of electricity leaking out, a ten foot beam is loosed towards Lunar Symphony... Where it was, anyways. Snarling at the retreating Armor, the Faerie Knight catches its attention. Locking its gaze with the biomechanical Seelie, it lets loose a soft cry towards the Faerie Knight. The five eyes narrowing, the Eldritchian leaps over the Faerie Knight's head, electricity crackling from its jaw readying to blast Faerie Knight.


Seed Esper Elysium, Training Area 03, 11:38 AM

Soft smile forming on Melinda's face, she actually chuckles a little before replying with a lightly interested voice "Well now, an Einmal employee with a heart. Hmph, I don't think anyone should mind if we show you the concepts. Just come back around and we'll show you the Production Room. Though Ryan?" The red haired man's eyes shifting from Amanda to Melinda, Ryan meets a noise of realization before looking towards Lucus.

"Amanda and our VESTA can handle that data, so send it over to her. Thank you, as well, it'll be very helpful for our work. Though I do wish it could of been under better circumstances." Doctor Ingress looking worried towards Hera as Amanda pilots the VESTA to take the young girl away, the woman sighs before setting her eyes on Lucus. "I'm Doctor Ingress, one of Seed's head researchers on Psychic Mutation. I would very much prefer you don't inform Einmal of this incident. Though they surely wouldn't look too fondly on you as well, so that's already incentive."

Melinda's brief good mood ruined with her mother's words, the young woman sighs before crossing her arms in annoyance. "Come on Lucus, the Esper Production Room isn't far off. Should warn you though, some of the chambers are see-through. Fetuses aren't nearly as cute as people pretend they are, so you know, life lesson." With that Melinda walks back into the hallway, with Ryan hurriedly following after noticing her leaving without him.


Seed Esper Elysium, Esper Production Room, 11:38 AM

Sigh. For three seconds there is only darkness, and then the image of a seven month "pre-born" girl takes its place. The man's left hand brushing back some of his brown hair, his unmasked green eye narrows as he stares intently. "Athena, goddess of wisdom... Hmph, hope you live up to that name kid. If you can hear me, I'll be needing your help fixing-" "Big brother, why are you just staring at it? Cause it doesn't really look special..." The masked right side of his face looking down at the brown haired six year old girl with him, he ruffles her hair with his white gloved hand. Looking up at him annoyed, he lightly chuckles before bending down.

The little girl jumping onto his back and being given a piggyback ride, she giggles happily as her big brother rises. Looking back at her with the left side of his face, he gives a light smile before calling out gently "This girl is meant to be the 2nd of the prototypical Third Generation of Espers. Of course, little Hannas can't possibly understand such a complicated idea." The little girl getting playfully angry and gently hitting her big brother, she calls out faux-mad.

"Well, that's quite something coming from you Jason! If you can't understand how making me a telekinetic minion is perfect, then what would you know?" Hanna breaking out into outright laughter as Jason desperately tries to avoid joining her, Hanna suddenly stops laughing. Looking around in confusion, she suddenly asks Jason with a wary voice "How did I get here? Where's daddy? Are you Jason?" Setting Hanna down on the ground and seeing her almost fearful expression, Jason sighs before crouching down to her level. Patting her on the head with his left hand, her expression softens before cautiously speaking "Well, you kind of look like my brother, but I need to see my daddy soon okay?"

Gently nodding his head at Hanna, his expression hardens as he looks back towards the Esper growing before him. "I honestly doubt you can hear me, but... I'm running out of options kid. Please, be strong enough to help me fix my little sister Johanna. I don't know what else to do..."

The Esper Production Room is filled with chambers containing infant Espers, with some being emptied out as the inhabitant finishes developing. They'll then be carted out, and the area overall is very white though not too bright.


Ars Headquarters, Lobby

Looking on in confusion as the two leave, Alan's hologram just floats there for a little before fading away. Alan emerging from a hidden door behind the chair, he activates a flawless hologram showing Stella and Andrew waking up one of the Mentalists. Andrew being the first to notice, Alan simply scratches the back of his head as Andrew calls out annoyed "Alan, why the hell does a CACHE Branch commander think you kidnapped his daughter!?" Alan's arms going limp, he just simply sighs after failing to get any words out of his mouth. That's when Stella turns to look, before glancing towards Andrew.

"Come on, kid's got enough to worry about. I trust Alan's reasons are perfectly justified, and Alan will tell us more when things get figured out. If you won't pester the kid, we need to have Seed Esper check over our Mentalists." Alan looking confused towards Stella who simply glances at him unperturbed, Andrew sighs annoyed. "Seriously Alan, I will not hesitate to inform the authorities if I see this Alena girl alright? God I really don't like today..." Turning off the hologram, Alan calmly slips into the chair, and mutters "This can't end well."


Social District Eight

The traffic broad's digital words turning into Stop in the more common languages, commotion suddenly breaks out at the nearby café. Handful of people running out panicked as a wary crowd starts gathering around trying to figure out what's going on, a terrified cry comes from inside "Someone, someone please help me!"


Social District Seventeen, Ruined Church

The Skeletal Armor actually soaring through the air with that hit, crashing into the ground, the woman inside screeches "Why do you ignorant fools refuse to acknowledge the truth!? No matter what you disbelievers thinks-" Her words interrupted by the rocket exploding against the crab-like Armor, the pilot of the unmoved Armor calls out "They are the angels, the divine messengers of our Lord sent to purge the wicked from this world. There will be no triumph in killing them, only damnation for us all if fools like you persist on killing the harbingers of God's will."

The Skeletal Armor jumping back onto its two legs, it retreats behind the Armor made from Immovable Wall, which begins firing beams of light from its eyes towards the Chariot of Fire. Within the crab-like Armor, the pilot speaks once more "This is not the first time God has ordered death, so tell us... Why do you refuse to believe? Why do you deem us the heathens?"


Social District Twenty-Five

The Crimson Exosso and Sonic Nekomata not far behind Victor, the two pilots are caught off guard by his sudden question. Kate placing both her hands in front of her mouth as she thinks with her eyes closed, Gabriel chuckles a little... oddly before replying fondly "Skeletal Conqueror, as prior to my infection I honestly didn't see much point. Why research all these unique specimen? We wouldn't actually learn anything about future Eldritchians by doing so. That, and my family didn't really think such subject matter was safe for a child so..."

The ears of Kate's feline-themed VESTA twitching, she suddenly calls out "The one called Anti Soul! Seriously, distorting human perception to produce nightmarish visions, gosh that's just freaky! Though admittedly, I only tried researching it because I heard one of the CACHE pilots it attacked was so horrified that they quit afterwards. Really, if there wasn't such strict regulations on Eldritchian biology the world would probably be a lot worst just with people using Anti Soul's biology."

Suddenly, Gabriel's Mentalist calls out ~"We have nearly approached the home of Flesh Weaver, turn your attention-"~ Gabriel angrily groaning, he speaks up "You don't need to tell us! Its very hard to miss noticing the lonely house with an humongous front lawn you robot! Seriously, did Seed Esper bother teaching you how to act human?" Gabriel sighing, he speaks once more calmer this time "Sorry Vic, freaking thing apparently loves pointing out the obvious. So, ready to check in with Flesh Weaver? The guy does have a bad habit of not eating though, so he tends to be friendlier than normal if he's brought something."

"The Omniverse is the collection of all possibilities, and all possibilities must eventually come to pass."
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#116: Aug 1st 2015 at 4:24:43 AM

Seed Esper Elysium, Training Area 03, 11:38 AM

Lucus climbs back down into his Wunderwaffen and grabs his bag but leaving Agaris' core inside. "You heard them, transfer them a copy of the relevant combat data. Then lock and transfer the data-logs to my encrypted drive at Einmal, I can look over them later." Lucus says with a smile climbing down quickly to follow.

Looking over to Doctor Ingress as me moves. "Its nice to meet you Doctor and don't worry. I don't think they will question it much if I put down the minor scratches and damage to the gun as a 'sparing' session. Also Agaris' pilot the Wunderwaffen to the hanger and put it into lock-down for me."

"Understood, I will remain connected to your phone as us..." Agaris pauses for a moment. "In addition the data transfer has been completed. Please try and contain your thoughts Lucus, just to avoid another incident please."

As Lucus follows towards the Production Room. Himself and Agaris' giving polite conversation about Seed Esper to the others.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
SpartyMcFly Military Grade Shitposter from Not where he should be Since: Nov, 2010 Relationship Status: Get out of here, STALKER
Military Grade Shitposter
#117: Aug 1st 2015 at 8:44:23 AM

Social District 8

Kristen drove through the bright lights and many people of the Social District. While she wasn't expecting what had happened to happen, all she could do now was say that Ars was innocent. Maybe pop on down again and take them out for a beer on her as an apology.

Looking in her rear-view she noticed Irelia (who insisted on being called Jander) wasn't that far behind her, which was good. Now all she had to do was find a nice spot to pull over and call up Seed Esper. It wouldn't be too difficult.

As she stopped by a cafe, finally managing to spot a good place to park, several people began running out of said cafe. Quirking an eyebrow, Kristen turned her attention towards it, noting that its owner had decided to call it the "Bean Grinder", for reasons she wasn't quite aware of.

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
NitrousThunder Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is! from the Wild Side Since: Jun, 2012 Relationship Status: If the gov't can read my mind, they know I'm thinking of you
Yeeeeah! Uh-huh! Wiz Khalifa Knows What It Is!
#118: Aug 1st 2015 at 2:22:56 PM

Social District 17

As soon as the crab Armor's pilot said "angels," Seth froze. His plasma shields absorbed the shots that didn't miss entirely, and as he started gaining his composure again, he started to at least make subtle movements to attempt to dodge them and put his guns back in their holsters.

"Angels?" M.O.L.L.Y. kept running what he said through the mech's amplifiers. "You call those genocidal monsters angels? You call those indiscriminate murderers of innocent life angels?!" Seth made the motions of grabbing the Guillotine, and as his mech actually grabbed it, the Telecaster came back down and the amps stuck out again. "Give me a break, you—" He slid the pick up the guitar's lowest string, producing a sound that warned his opponents just what they were in for. ''—deluded, ill-informed, self-serving PRICKS!" With every syllable he screamed, he violently strummed a chord on his guitar. Then, he transitioned into the guitar solo from the song he'd just quoted. It was a simple solo, but the conviction he put into it and his knowledge of the song made the sonic waves from it even more powerful than the ten chords of fury he opened with.

Then, he made the motion instructing his mech to put the guitar back, and both the Telecaster and the Guillotine retreated to where they had been. He drew the guns again at lightning-quick speed, aiming them at whatever survived his sonic assault.

That song he was referencing is "Antivist" by Bring Me the Horizon.

edited 1st Aug '15 2:25:49 PM by NitrousThunder

Just pretend I wrote something witty here, okay?
DemKimochis An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it? from the deepest crevices of your kokoro Since: Jun, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it?
#119: Aug 1st 2015 at 6:37:38 PM

Social District 8

Jander slowed down to a halt before a great stoplight, its mighty digits turning a dangerous red. It won't be allowing them leave for quite some time so she took the time to look around. There weren't many vehicles at this spotlight and she soon found her eyes on a familiar car. Kristen. She had thought the rainbow-haired woman had a great head start. It seems she was wrong. At any rate, she wasn't very enthusiastic in engaging in a conversation with her - or anyone for that matter.

Her eyes then turned towards the many shops that lined the streets. Coffee, flower, pastry, a few bars and four or more taller building that she took for apartments. The people, however, were of more interest, all flocking towards a common-looking coffee shop. A few were running away but many more stopped to see what was happening. A brawl? A gunfight - or a knife? A weird small Eldritchian falling from the sky? It was none of her concern or so she wanted herself to believe.

Then a cry for help from inside the cafe pierced through the crowd's noise. Surely the police or some other form of peace-keeping force can handle it. But Jander had not spotted any such man nearby. Don't they have such a force? She sighed. I can't help if I wanted to. With my current condition, I'll just make things worse, she thought bitterly.

She sat there, seemingly oblivious to the commotion until another scream came from the cafe. Jander had become a pilot to protect people once - that purpose seemingly lost by now.

If she helped it would have been a gamble. She would've taken great risks before, but she didn't quite like the idea too much now.

From her bike she asked a nearby pedestrian, "What happened?"

edited 2nd Aug '15 9:25:58 AM by DemKimochis

Actually, call me Dem or Dem Kimos I hope they add a name change soon...
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#120: Aug 1st 2015 at 11:27:13 PM

Victor flipped a few as-of-yet-unattached switches on his internal display, and checked for any questionable activity on the ground. "Well, I don't think we'll be getting mugged today. So, ummm... who wants to take point?"

Victor locked his mech down, and climbed out of the back. I wouldn't be surprised if this guy has a some seriously crazy mods... hopefully he doesn't get any "inspiration" off of me, he thought. He shuddered a little after that last part. I think I get Gabe's discomfort at having a collection of chitin shards... He also felt like something was amiss, but he couldn't place his finger on what it was.

"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalous
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#121: Aug 2nd 2015 at 8:29:58 AM

Social District 8

Sighing, Kristen unclipped her seat belt and stepped out of the car. Jan-Irelia had headed off to try and resolve the situation at the Bean Grinder, and as much as she was on the fence about intervening, damn if she wouldn't let her teammate get shot without her there.

She headed towards Irelia and the Bean Grinder, flicking the safety of her weapon off but not yet drawing it.

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
DemKimochis An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it? from the deepest crevices of your kokoro Since: Jun, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it?
#122: Aug 2nd 2015 at 9:35:46 AM

Social District 8

Jander caught a glimpse of Kristen out of the corner of her eye. She turned to look at her and she saw that her companion was coming straight towards her.

"What? I just wanted to know what was happening. It's not like I'm going in there to become the people's hero or something; I've long since outgrown such fantasies, you know," Jander said with a cool tone.

Actually, call me Dem or Dem Kimos I hope they add a name change soon...
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#123: Aug 2nd 2015 at 9:40:10 AM

Social District 8

Kristen's face didn't change. "And? Doesn't change the fact the situation might escalate so that you end up having to become the people's hero. And if that happens I'm not going to let my partner charge in alone."

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
DemKimochis An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it? from the deepest crevices of your kokoro Since: Jun, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
An Awesome Blue.. No, actually, it's not is it?
#124: Aug 2nd 2015 at 10:08:13 AM

Social District 8

"Thank you for your concern," Jander replied cynically, "But as it is, even if the situation does get extreme, I still won't be joining in their fun; I'm not entirely enthusiastic to meddle in their affairs. What's theirs is theirs. No exception for their troubles."

She inhaled deeply, holding her breath for a few moments and then she exhaled slowly. "We'll be out of this district in a few minutes anyway." But as she said all that she couldn't help looking towards the coffee shop, hoping that whatever it was, it be dealt with peacefully.

Actually, call me Dem or Dem Kimos I hope they add a name change soon...
SpartyMcFly Military Grade Shitposter from Not where he should be Since: Nov, 2010 Relationship Status: Get out of here, STALKER
Military Grade Shitposter
#125: Aug 2nd 2015 at 4:30:36 PM

Social District 8

Kristen decided to ignore the sarcasm present in Irelia's voice. "Suit yourself, I'm just here to provide backup. No matter how this turns out."

"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

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