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Tension
Sept 7, 2008 9:18:24 GMT -5
Post by darkspriter on Sept 7, 2008 9:18:24 GMT -5
(He Finlay gets it)
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Tension
Sept 7, 2008 16:27:28 GMT -5
Post by Master Silver on Sept 7, 2008 16:27:28 GMT -5
(Kay, I've never done onna dese RP things before, so if I screw up, lemme know.)
At the far end of the wastelands was a massive, run-down warehouse. Even though it looked very run-down on the outside, and it was, it was highly advanced in technology.
There were only two floors, albeit they were both very big. The inside of the warehouse itself was like a maze, each room making no real sense as to how it connected with the last.
The front doors slowly opened all on their own, and everyone stood up, backs against the wall.
A red hegehog wearing a samurai-styled helmet with a trident at the front, with two on spike pad on each arm and leg, with a black cape dropping from his shoulderpads, walked down the aisle, up to his assistant.
"Is it ready yet?" he asked one of the many assistants, all of whome went back to their work.
"Yes, Disaster," he replied, his voice shaking out of fear.
Disaster nodded, and walked down to the end of the aisle. He stepped in front of a suspension tube, and inside was a robot heavily resembling Sonic.
"And this... how many attempts did it take to create this?"
"Uh.... several. It wasn't easy, but we managed to create a robot that is able to surpass Sonic the Hedgehog in speed, strength, and intelligence."
After the words "Sonic the Hedgehog" were said, the robot woke up, its eyes brilliantly glowing red. By simply clenching its hands into a fist, the glass cracked up and shattered, the suspension fluid splashing onto the floor. The robot landed on the ground feet-first. Disaster looked over at the assistant.
You are no longer needed," he said. The assisant ran off. "You, on the other hand... I have plans for you."
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Tension
Sept 9, 2008 7:41:07 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Sept 9, 2008 7:41:07 GMT -5
(Woo, took me long enough!) The fellow operative would be likely be found in the first place Rouge looked, hidden away inside his own quarters, hunched over a table that the hedgehog had set up as a makeshift workshop, suitable only for a gunsmith. The scarce strands of light found inside the room would be emanated alone from a small desk lamp, providing just enough luminance for his work surface. Placed on the tabletop would be a potpourri of tools.
Hand crafted instruments for assembly and disassembly, custom made cleaning tools meant to contour every line and crease of a firearm with ease, state of the art electronics to diagnose and identify any and all err in the mechanisms and firing chamber, and modest sized metalworking tools, capable of producing near microscopic strands of any superheated alloy and remedy so much as a hairline crack in the vital region of his weapons, were there just to name a few.
The crimson streaked experiment in question was currently in the process of performing the upkeep on his weapon of choice, a jet black pistol with jagged red pinstriping all around, a bloody angel wing adorning the grip and an abnormally long, rounded barrel, to which Shadow lovingly refers to as "Odium", which was presently dismantled, laid out in pieces to make this inspection painless and more through.
Sat to the side was the organic weapon's other handgun, which formed the same shape as Odium, only donning a white visual appearance with smooth, azul pinstripes replacing the red, carmine ones, which he christened "Apotheosis". This piece of machinery was still intact, despite awaiting its own separate overhaul. The agent knew that having both of these pistols inoperable at once would be a foolish mistake and he always made sure to it that at least one of the firearm would be available at all times in case of an emergency.
The way in which he slaved over these cold takers of lives would prove to be tireless as always. He observed every detail multiple times, each separate examination under a different set of tools to ensure these armaments were flawless in every sense of the word. To say Shadow was obsessed over his weapons would be nothing short of an understatement. When one’s life depends on these very devices day in and day out, however, it was a becoming habit to develop, as the slightest imperfection, the slightest distance, even be it invisible to the naked eye, could be what steers the hedgehog into an early grave from inside the line of duty.
The one thing that would finally manage to tear Shadow from his work would just so happen to be the teammate who would seek him, the self-proclaimed “Ultimate Life Form” now putting down his implements to greet her from his seat, using a tone that showed slight frustration, but no true anger with the spy.
“Rouge, I thought by now you would have learned to knock. This would make the twenty-seventh time now, I believe? Would it be safe to assume this is important?”(Edit: Oh look, Akago made awesome pictures of Shadow's fun little toys. Take a look-see, take a look-see now.)
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Tension
Sept 14, 2008 15:59:03 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Sept 14, 2008 15:59:03 GMT -5
(I do know its my post by the way. I've just got the brain rotting mold of suck hanging around. I shall edit this one and put it here when I finally get one written up. Edit: Finally, got it typed up.)
"Actually, it would be twenty-nine if you count the two times I came here and you weren't around." Rouge removed her weight from the door frame which she had been leaning against since opening the barrier. The winged female took few steps into the room which Shadow had contained himself in, insuring the door closed behind her.
She wasted no time with formalities, getting to the point instead of going on with idle chit chat. "It is. The higher ups decided to give us more work. There's another border invasion." A slight pause in her spoken words came here, allowing Shadow the chance to make sure he was listening before going into the details of the new task they had.
After his full attention was on her, the bat continued with an explanation of the situation and what they were requested to do. "It's Nirael again. They've pushed through the more southern part of the south-western border. It seems that they're attempting to take the outstretch along the ocean, which forms the second connection with Rokon. Rumor has it that the leader of Nirael himself has been running this one. The goal is simple really. Clear as many out as possible, and force them into a retreat."
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Tension
Sept 23, 2008 21:04:28 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Sept 23, 2008 21:04:28 GMT -5
For now, Shadow said nothing, only scooting his chair away from the workspace as his waist and head turned to face the bat, an obvious sign that she had his attention.
When she had finished, the hedgehog rose to his feet and strode to the corner of the room. There sat a tall stand which held his favorite set of jet black body armor on a hook. It was a rather large arrangement, covering the full body including the head with a matching helm fitted with a bulletproof plexiglass visor. The actual armorment was thin, however. Only enough to stop most bullets from being lethal without hindering him greatly, as this fighting machine feared not pain, but only the aftermath that resulted from failure.
As he pulled the suit off it's snare and began to don it, the agent spoke to his partner, asking questions about the mission at hand. As always, he was serious and professional when it came to his duties and wasted no more time with small talk..."Do we have any other intelligence on this force aside from mere speculation and rumors?...And from which hangar will our forces launch from?
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Tension
Sept 30, 2008 11:22:54 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Sept 30, 2008 11:22:54 GMT -5
The bat once more walked to the exit and entrance of the room, though she paused before opening it to answer these follow up questions. "There's been a large airship spotted moving with the force. It's the reason for the rumor about their leader being with this force."
Rouge's hand reached out and again opened the barrier to the room as she answered the second, less sensitive question. "It's hanger one this time." The fact that it was the first hanger was enough to say a good sized force was being sent out to combat the border invaders. This fact, along with the one that they were put on this mission, pointed to the higher ups believing this army of infiltrators was much more of a threat then the previous ones.
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Tension
Oct 6, 2008 14:35:08 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Oct 6, 2008 14:35:08 GMT -5
The experiment continued with his own suit-up as his fellow agent spoke, only giving a simple and short reply to confirm that he had even heard the bat. "Go on ahead and tell them I'll be ready to launch in under five minutes." With that, the hedgehog allowed Rouge to take her leave as he went through the normal procedure of equipping his bulletproof protection suit. This would be another advantage of carrying armour so light that it was barely thick enough to protect his own life, not only was it more agile in combat, it was much easier to put on and cut down mission prep by a large fraction.
When he was finally suited up, Shadow wasted no time as he head toward the hangar indicated for this mission with a brisk walk. As expected, he was anything but late, arriving in just over four minutes. Now it was a matter of finding one of the higher-ups to learn which of the many personnel transports he had been assigned to take to the battlefield.
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Tension
Oct 6, 2008 18:54:56 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Oct 6, 2008 18:54:56 GMT -5
With a simple nod to what Shadow stated, Rouge made her exit from the room. With a quick step, she made her way to the hanger which she had just mentioned. When the hedgehog reached the same destination, Rouge would still be speaking with one of those running the mission. More to the point, she was still listening to the instructions being given. As she took in the words explaining what role she would play in this mission, she was putting on a set of armor. It was thickest set she had for herself, and was custom tailored for her size, shape, and wings.
"We don't know what type of security will be on the airship, so take the utmost caution when infiltrating. Once you've made your way inside, set the explosives in different areas of the ship. You'll have a fifteen minute limit to get all the bombs set and escape before they detonate once you set the first one."
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Post by Weirdo94 on Oct 7, 2008 2:53:05 GMT -5
Upon his arrival, Shadow immediately took notice of the conversation between his comrade and one of the heads overseeing the plot for this operation, simply observing for now, unwanting to disturb the progress of her briefing.
After they appeared to be finished, however, he addressed the subject of the armor that Rouge had currently assumed, keeping his arms crossed and a single eyebrow raised slightly as he did so. "Isn't that a little...much...for an infiltration mission?" While his tone appeared to be almost of a mocking variety, the hedgehog was sincere in the concern that he expressed with this questioning.
Not only would this armor limit her flexibility and range of movement, but he knew that the bat would be cut off from using a very specific part of her feminine enamor to beguile her way out of a fix...something of which Shadow has seen firsthand many a time before, albeit with a small sense of jealousy.
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Post by Akago on Oct 7, 2008 3:39:08 GMT -5
Rouge had known Shadow for some time now, and as such could tell apart the situations where he was mocking someone, or actually expressing concern. Therefore, the bat knew he wasn't simply poking fun at her, and answered his question with her reasoning behind the choice. "Unfortunately, there isn't much intelligence about this airship. All that's known about it is the outer artillery."
She paused here, turning to face him as she continued to speak. "All of the external weapons have two different type of ammo. The typical gatling machine gun, and a midair explosive fragmenting round. With the second type of round, though with my skill I'll easily be able to dodge the initial blast, there's a chance the fragments from the blast could hit. Without the thicker armor, it could easily take me out of the skies before I even reached the interior. After I'm inside however, I'll simply have to choice my next action depending on what I come across."
The current higher-up helping to run this task looked over when they heard Shadow speak. The human waited for them to finish speaking to each other before speaking up to the hedgehog. "Right on time." This was a cue saying they wanted to get straight to his briefing now that the bat fully knew the task ahead of her.
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Post by Weirdo94 on Oct 7, 2008 9:59:34 GMT -5
The pinstriped hedgehog gave a simple nod to confirm that he had understood, giving one last quip of slightly veiled advice to his partner, knowing that she was unfamiliar with most forms of personal armor. "I see...Either way, just be careful out there. I'm sure there's no need to say this, but even though you have a thick shell protecting you, don't get cocky and do something foolish like testing out the equipment by jumping in front of gunfire."
After Rouge's response, the ULF turned his attention to whom was giving the instructions for their upcoming deployment, giving a quick nod to reply to what he said. "And I intend to keep this schedule flowing smoothly, so let's make this quick...What are we facing?" Even though he had already asked the bat a similar question earlier, thoroughness was not a virtue to be overlooked in this line of work. If anyone were to know of what the upcoming battle held, it would be a high ranking official such as this one.
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Tension
Oct 8, 2008 10:25:47 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Oct 8, 2008 10:25:47 GMT -5
"Oh yes, lets tempt fate even further in an already dangerous situation by jumping into the enemies line of fire." This sarcastic remark was probably no surprise to the hedgehog. It was nothing new for his partner to partake in this certain type of humor when he pointed out the obvious to her. In fact, he had likely come so used to the witty satire that it would have been stranger for her to not say something along the lines of what was stated.
After this, she did a two fingered wave matched with a slight wink as her usual sign of departure before making her way off. She had final preparations to do before she was ready for her assigned task, and would then make her way to the transport she would be using to get to the battlefield.
Using his head, this official gave a signal of acknowledgment to what Shadow stated. "I quite agree. Lets make this briefing short and sweet then. We aren't sure of the exact numbers as of yet, but there has been confirmation about one of the rumors. The current leader of Nirael is with this force. While we wish you to take out as many ground units as possible to force a retreat, your target will be more signalized."
Removing the folder from the stack of different informative paperwork, he held it out to Shadow. It held all the information they had on the leader, though it wasn't much to go on. "All we know about him is in that folder. Since we're lacking in such intelligence, yet want him taken alive, it make take more then one encounter for an agent even of your skill to weave a successful trap. If it can't be done in this battle, use the meeting to gain insight about how to best capture this person alive for the future."
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Tension
Oct 8, 2008 13:00:56 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Oct 8, 2008 13:00:56 GMT -5
The hedgehog decided to let his partner depart at this. As expected as her response was, it still placed some worry in the back of his mind. Paranoia and pessimism were usual thought patterns for this organic weapon, however, and with good reason; such mentalities have served well to keep him alive in the line of duty.
But nevertheless, it was more important just to make sure this call to defend their land would go down without any delay. Ever since the complete and total loss of Soleanna, GUN and their now currently occupied land of Roes have been fighting an uphill battle lately. In fact, Shadow's efforts may be what's currently keeping this nation afloat in such a time of turmoil, although he would say otherwise.
Getting down to business, the experiment took the folders that were handed to them and gave them a quick scan through, all the while paying close attention to what he was being told. The photos inside were blurry, but depicted a fowl with a brilliant green down, blue eyes and around his own weight and height. This file also listed his target as possibly being overconfident and reckless to the point of self destruction.
Shadow never found enjoyment in taking down whackjobs as their unpredictable nature usually tended to be nothing short of irritating in battle, and it seemed this bird would prove to be a prime example of just that. However, the one thing he would decide to voice complaint about would be the way he was intended to handle this mission. "I see no reason why we shouldn't just kill the damn chicken. It sure as hell will make my job easier." Not knowing of his avian opponent's actual species, he simply decided to refer to him as a "chicken" for now, finding the degrading manner of the name suitable for the leader who had been a thorn in the hedgehog's side for quite some time.
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Tension
Oct 9, 2008 14:36:46 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Oct 9, 2008 14:36:46 GMT -5
"Unfortunately, I don't make the orders, I just make sure everyone understands them. Your welcome to try and go convince them to overturn the idea, but we both know that never gets far. Especially being so close to the departure of a battle. I think they're hoping to get some sensitive information from the 'chicken' so we can all get the thorns out of our hides." The one helping to operate this mission obviously liked the insultive name the hedgehog was using for this opponent, and therefore picked it up himself.
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Tension
Oct 9, 2008 23:06:48 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Oct 9, 2008 23:06:48 GMT -5
"Hmph, I thought the brass would have learned by now that capturing prisoners isn't a strong suit of mine" The ULF said this while crossing his arms, the scowl that always adorned his face growing slightly stronger..."Tell them I don't want any complaints if Colonel Sanders doesn't get his pet back alive. If they were smart, they would know by now from my offensive against that 'Scourge' fool to only send me when they want their targets to become nothing more then corpses."
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