Ground Team
-The column of tanks just took a shell to their rear last night-
-Might wanna deal with that-
Sea Team
Dash: So. Stealth kill?
Air Team
Decimator: Alright, egg jockies! Into the parked space plane!
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Ground Team
-Well, the column of tanks seems to have had a rough night, as it wakes up in a cloud of smoke, and with a sore behind-
-Meanwhile, in the control tower-
-In a blatant disregard for things like "how do you plug this in" or "these don't even work the same way", you somehow manage to connect the pip-boy-
PLEASE ENTER PASSWORD _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
>█
-Here's your hacking, have fun-
Air Team
Shenzi: [See? Told you, more degrees than balls!]
[Um, say, you got the coordinates of the station?]
Roger: ~nods to Dash, tries to sneak up behind one of the gaurds, and attempts to plant his boot firmly between the guard's legs~
edited 25th Jul '16 12:34:51 PM by LeChuck4
Ground Team
-Pires marches the Touro through the column of tanks-
-directly through them-
-to make damn well sure they're all dead and gone-
Air Team
Decimator: ...
Hey, you.
Mind telling me this station's co-ordinates?
edited 25th Jul '16 12:33:38 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Albert: "OK, let's try a old standard." -Types in "Password"-
edited 25th Jul '16 12:42:56 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.Ground Team
P A S S W O R D
>█
9 ATTEMPTS REMAINING
-Pires, you stomp through the cloud of smoke, and you can see that the tanks are all gone...-
-... But not dead, as you step all the way to the other side of the cloud to see the non-shot-in-the-back armored vehicles backing up, facing the Touro, The glimmer of an energy shield clearly visible in front of them-
Air Team
Random Nerd: I-I don't know, I'm just the janitor here D:
edited 25th Jul '16 12:49:31 PM by FokiasTheJester
Ground Team
Pires: -notes that his shields are down-
-his smoke grenades are reloading-
-and he is directly in front of a full-strength energy shield, with several tanks directly in front of him, their Main-class guns pointed directly at him-
...
Fuck.
-Pires attempts to strafe, and opens up with the Disco-
-But in the end, all Brigadors face this moment some day. The second you sign up, you measure your life in far shorter a time than anyone else would...
-...and eventually, Precursor James comes to collect your tithe-
Air Team
Decimator: Shit, uh...
you know anyone who would?
Sea Team
-Dash slits the other guard's throte in much the same way she did the last one-
edited 25th Jul '16 1:00:33 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Types in "decoding"- I'm guessing brown means that the letter is there, just not in that place?
edited 25th Jul '16 12:59:36 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.Ground Team
D E C O D I N G
>█
8 ATTEMPTS REMAINING
-Pires, the bad news is, your laser doesn't seem to do shit against that shield-
-The good news is, the incoming machinegun fire makes it clear that they had to trade something for that extra protection-
Air Team
Random Nerd: I-i don't know, consult the mainframe? D:
Sea Team
-Well, that's one tracheotomy and one kick in the ball coming up-
-The former definitely kills it's target. The latter, not so much, as the newly made eunuch lets out a loud stream of profanities while jumping up and down-
edited 25th Jul '16 1:23:33 PM by FokiasTheJester
Ground Team
-Pires, in the absence of the acceptance of death-
-Gets mad-
-As the ammunition plinks off of the Touro's hull he walks directly up to the shield and STOMPS-
Air Team
Decimator: ...that's stupid enough to work. Thanks, man!
-Decimator heads over to the biggest computer on the station-
Sea Team
-Dash sighs, draws her silent pistol, and finishes the man off with a fwip-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Roger: "...well that works too."
~loots the bodies~
edited 25th Jul '16 1:13:27 PM by LeChuck4
-On a lark, tries "Duckling"-
Will make dad jokes for friends.Ground Team
D U C K L I N G
>█
7 ATTEMPTS REMAINING
-Surprisingly, Pires' stomp doesn't seem to go through the shield-
-... Yeah, the mech and the tanks are kind of at a stalemate at the moment. A stalemate which is soon to be broken by the couple helicopters approaching for another airstrike in about 20 seconds-
Air Team
-Oh hey-
-Look at that big computer in the big room-
-complete with maps, and coordinates :o-
Sea Team
-Well, that finished the guy off for sure-
-But the screams didn't go unheard as you can hear some guards on the platform running towards the entrances-
Guard: Shit, Frank, you okay?
Ground Team
Pires: Shit!
-Pires begins to break away from the group of tanks, now far more worried about the helicopters-
-Abbot Shell #7 again flies off in their direction-
Air Team
Decimator: ...huh.
-informs Shenzi of the location of the station-
Sea Team
Dash: ...fuck it we're hot!
-Dash draws her laser rifle and starts firing on the guards, setting it to loud mode-
-That's gonna wake people up-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Roger: ~draws his flintlock and does the same~
-Com link to Ground Team- Albert: "What's an 8 letter word that has Duck in the first four letters, and a 'N' in the 7th place?"
Will make dad jokes for friends.Pires: [What the fuck kind of question is that?]
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Meanwhile, Joanna is polishing stuff since she wasn't ordered to do anything further-
-...Curses, yo, what you gonna do-
-She does chime in when she hears Albert query-
Joanna: ["Duckpond"]
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)@Joanna Albert: "I tried something like that, didn't work."
@Pires Albert: "I'm hacking the Anti-Air Console. Password is 8 letters long, first four is duck, 7th letter is N."
Will make dad jokes for friends.Air Team
Shenzi: [Alright, hold tight, we're sending another ship your way to get settled in. Good work, up there!]]
Sea Team
-Well, the two pairs of guards on both sides were about to enter-
-but the laser and gunfire quickly encouraged to change that course of action to taking cover behind the doorframes-
Ground Team
-The Abbot round fired at the helicopters unfortunately sails wide, barely impeding their advance-
Also, Chuck is having connection issues, I might pause it here if he can't come back, sorry >.<
That's fair.
Will make dad jokes for friends.-Charactorz arounds-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Have some characters around here, yup, feel free to find any of them-
Plot tiem
-Alright, let's try this again, you have 30 minutes to show up so we can finish this thing-
-Albert is still trying to figure out the password-
Will make dad jokes for friends.
-Hacks into the console with Pip-Boy...Unless it's the other type of locked in which he uses Bobby pins-
edited 25th Jul '16 12:13:05 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.