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"I cannot help; most of my magic concerns death and Necromancy. I can, however, raise some rienforcements for us..."
I am gone for about half an hour. Sorry.
The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground
-Isaac helps where he can, healing the wounded so they can be more easily transported.-
(Amusingly enough, I was going to post this earlier but decided against it. Curse you for forcing my hand, lich!)
Dreams of Revenge
Craft barely managed to avoid one of the Choppers, firing a parting shot to slow them down if they decided to pursue.
"How much longer?" he asked as he caught up with his allies.
Locking you up on radar since '09
@Raz: "I have no idea. For some reason, we can create anything we want in here. Food, weapons, even people. I think I have gotten a hand of this enough to test the creating people out, so let me show you..." Narumi said as he put his thought into creating people. What he created were ten men in business suits. "Hey, You!!" One of them said and pointed at Narumi. He then whipped out a USB just like Narumi's, only it had a ribcage-like design to it. He jabs the USB onto his neck.
MASQUERADE
The 9 others begin to do the same. The US Bs go into their necks, and soon their faces have changed. They looked like they were wearing masks, masks that looked like ribcages.
"Crap..." Narumi said as the 10 Masquerades step towards Narumi and the others.
Not Literally Me
-Bob was sitting on a pedestal he'd conjured so he wouldn't sink into the swamp-
Nice one, you dolt!
I nodded to Jorge and hurried towards the entrance to the bunker, hoping to get out as fast as possible so I could cover the civilians.
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Gordon sighed, leveled his shotgun at one of these enemies, and fired both barrels.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
The Dopant falls after he was shot by Gordan, disappearing in a cloud of dust. The nine other Dopants run at the group. Narumi whips out his Gaia Memory.
SKULL!
"Henshin!" Narumi said as he placed the memory into his driver and activated it.
SKULL!
Narumi's armor and gun form as he starts firing at another Dopant, it too disappearing into dust. "These guys are weak..." Narumi said.
edited 29th Dec '10 9:40:50 AM by Psyga315
Not Literally Me
-Bob was unable to act, being little more than a talking skull without Harry's permission. Then a thought struck him. Harry wasn't here. Not on this dimension, at any rate. He was without a master. Mab wasn't here either. Thi presented opportunities... There was a flash, and the lights went out of the skull's eyes-
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
The moment one of the Dopants came near, Gordon cracked it in the face with the but of his shotgun and blew its, before rounding on a different one, shooting them as well.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
Raz fired a psiblast at one of the Masquerades.
Two of the Dopants Gordan attacked both evaporated. Meanwhile one of the other Dopants got possessed by Bob. Narumi notices this. "Good Move." Narumi thought. Another Dopant disappeared from Raz's psychic blast.
I would assume Bob is doing this. Four Dopants remain...
edited 29th Dec '10 10:02:14 AM by Psyga315
Ravage saw an apperture just ahead
—a doorway which he knew led into the hangar they needed.
"Turn right, now!" he yelled, putting his stolen Ghost into a sharp turn that just barely carried him through the portal and into the hangar beyond. The Predacon clipped his hovercraft's left stabilizer on the doorframe, sending him into an uncontrolled spin as he rocketed towards the sole remaining transport docked within the hangar—a Phantom, all fueled up and ready to go.
Ravage leapt off his spinning Ghost just before it smashed into a nearby pylon and crumpled under the impact, landing inside the gunship's port troop bay. The Predacon wasted no time in heading for the cockpit, seating himself in the pilot's chair and engaging the engines. The gunship rumbled slightly as her anti-grav drive came online, and she lifted a few feet off the floor in anticipation of her departure.
Ravage activated the Phantom's external speakers. "Hurry it up, people!" his voice boomed. "This place is about to get extremely hot."
A deafening shriek of twisted metal split the air then, and the hangar began to dip precariously to one side. The Phantom slowly began to skid across the deck, kicking up thick trails of sparks as it slid towards the open containment fields and the sky beyond.
"Slag! Double time, people!"
The Danse Macabre Codex
Not Literally Me
-The Dopants eyes glowed like Bob's had. The he drove his fist into the back of the nearest one before slamming it over the head with his other fist-
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
Dreams of Revenge
"Hold on!"
Craft followed Ravage, but slammed on the brakes (or whatever passed for them) hard enough to bring the Revenant to an abrupt stop. Hauling Naoto out of her seat, he dashed over to the Phantom, leaping into the dropship instead of simply running in.
Locking you up on radar since '09
The Dopant crumbled away as he was attacked by the one possessed by Bob.
Two Masquerade Dopants left, make em count
edited 29th Dec '10 10:34:31 AM by Psyga315
Naoto kicked her legs as Craft carried her into the ship. "H-Hey now!" She shouted in embarrassment. Once they were inside the Phantom she tried to pull herself free of Craft.
— Saren raced through the coolest part of the maelstrom, aiming to minimise damage to his passenger. —
Raz held his hand out at one of the Masquerades. A high pitched whine filled the air. The Dopant's tempurature began to rise to rather uncomfortable levels.
Dreams of Revenge
"I apologise, but I felt that was the only way you could have gotten aboard in time." Craft gently set Naoto on the ground.
Locking you up on radar since '09
The Masquerade Dopant bursts into flames, screaming in pain. The other Dopant watched in horror as his comadrade burns to death, vanishing like the others. Narumi takes the Memory out of his Driver and places it in the Skull Magnum.
SKULL! MAXIMUM DRIVE!
"Now, let me count your sins! SKULL PUNISHER!" Narumi said as he shot a bullet at the Dopant, disintegrating him. "That takes care of that..." Narumi said.
Raz looked at Narumi. "What the hell were those?"
"Dopants. Those who possess Gaia Memories have the ability to become Dopants. However some Gaia Memories, like mine, give people the ability to become more than mere Dopants. They give them the power to become... Kamen Riders..." Narumi said, staring down at his Gaia Memory. "The Dopants we faced were Masquerade Dopants. Weak, yet multiple."
Raz nodded, having no idea what Narumi was talking about. "And why did Gordon shoot the TV ? Sorry if I sound like I'm asking too many questions."
"That's okay if you asked questions. Anyway, our previous challenge, not counting that weird one with a robot Santa, took place in a weird world where we were girls. It was... perverted... in more ways than one." Narumi said.
"Maybe, right now though we'll just focus on getting as many people the hell out of here as we can before a giant alien spaceship crashes on our heads."
Easing back into life one step at a time