Chaos Theory, the Wonderful World of Me RP

[Cassandra]

Matthew jerked awake, blinking at the sight of soldiers. Sensing their intentions were a little on the bad guy side of things, he leaped to his feet.

"Dino..." Matthew whispered urgently. "...I think we should listen to these guys for now."

As he spoke, his thoughts wandered to his ACST. He hoped earnestly that they didn't try to turn it on. The button was a little hard to find, but if any unauthorized person tried fiddling with it...the self-destruct sequence would activate. True, the ACST would not explode, just disintegrate into light particles; but he'd spent years and years of his life designing that thing.

A couple sparks swirled around his hands. Punching the closest soldier would send him flying into his comrades. However, he had no idea how many troops were outside their prison, so it was probably best to go with the flow. That is...if Dino was in the cooperating sort of mood...

[MrSkully]

"Hmm? Oh...Riiight..." Lilith turned to Nocturn, actually surprised that he has spoken by himself, not really asked. Probably the first time she bore witness to such event. It didn't take long for her to get the hint. She slowly turned back towards Samuel. "Alright, still just assuming, let's say we'd be interested...What are we getting in exchange, what is the destination, and what trouble we're actually expecting?" She counted on her fingers. It was quite obvious that the woman already agreed, under threat of having rabid zombie hulking about. Now she simply wanted more details.

[Aquila]

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"Glad to see we're getting somewhere." The captain turned around. "Unfortunately your gear is with an associate, you can understand my lack of enthusiasm to carry such a heavy tool around. So if you would simply follow me." And without further ado, the door was opened and the captain walked out, with Kyle following him. A few soldiers followed but the rest simply parted as to let the four through. As the group was ushered out, they looked out at a fully primed military compound. It sat at the foot of a mountain city that looked similar to the city they had just been at. As the squad walked, soldiers would stop what they were doing to salute until they passed before continuing what they were doing. They walked out the main gates and he gestured for them to get onto a truck. Him and Kyle sat up front while the rest got into the back. They drove for a while, with no noise but the engine. Then they began hearing explosions and gunfire but couldn't see where it was coming from because of the lack of windows. Soon the truck slowed to a halt and they all got out. In the distance they could see a warehouse that was the source of all the noise. "My associate is an... unorthodox one, but his talent in gunsmithery is unparalleled." The guards stopped following and they simply watched the group continue to the warehouse.

The explosions and gunfire was becoming raucous and would give any sensible man a headache but the captain and Kyle seemed unfazed by the noise. "Oz!" The captain shouted, "Oz!" The gunfire didn't stop but the door opened and a robot steward floated out. It looked exactly like the shopkeeper Matthew dealt with.

"Aah, Captain Roy. Are you here about the cross? Master Oz has given up on opening it."

"No no Wirston, we're here to return it to its owner." The captain gestured to Dino and the steward turned around and entered the establishment, and the captain followed closely behind, Kyle standing by the door instead of entering.

They walked inside to see the robot hover down a hallway into the further of two doors. This gave the group the time to observe the interior of the shop. It was a wreckage of guns and ammunition. They were sitting on racks, on top of tables, and hanging off hooks. There were sear marks and bullet holes lining the walls and support beams. Dino in particular saw his cross laying on top of a table. Their observation was cut short by the suddenly silence that fell upon the shop and they watched the door open and the robot come out. Behind him was a boy, shorter than Kyle, with spiky platinum blond hair and grease and oil smeared on his face and clothing. He's wearing a pair of black jeans, with a belt of grenades running around his right leg. His left pant leg is cut at the knee because the rest is replaced by a prosthetic that looks to be a sword. His clothing was a long sleeve shirt and over it a ballistic kevlar vest. Clutched in his hand was a frag grenade and he pulled the pin and chucked it inside the room before slamming it shut. He walked towards them and tossed the pin into a large glass jar that was full of similar pins.

"Captain Roy, didn't Wirston tell you? Can't open the damn cross." He snapped his fingers at Wirston. "Make me a cup of coffee." And the steward flew into the first door. "Who're these guys? Customers?"

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"We are willing to share what we have, but nothing more than army rations I'm afraid. We planned on restocking tonight." Samuel explained.

"Have a rendezvous with a trader. He's gonna give us guns and other supplies that we need to make the trip." Marc finished up.

"But back to your questions Miss..." Samuel paused then continued, "Any fee you wish for can be paid once we reach my country. I'm afraid the only thing we can offer you now is board and some food. The destination is not too far from here, about a day or so march. However we are dealing with a task force that are bent on killing me, because if I die, then talk of alliance falls through and the civil war will continue down the bloody and self destructive course it is going."

Suddenly time stopped and Abra appeared before the two groups. "Alright I think right now is a good time to stop and go over what you will be accomplishing. As you can see, you guys have been split up, oh the horror amirite?" Abra clapped his hands over his cheeks and spun in the air dramatically. "But don't worry, you will be reunited soon, just on different sides of this war. Now lookee here." Abra clapped and each group can see their respective side and those they were with get a faint blue outline. "These people are your teammates. Now this is pertenant because I did something special and turned off friendly fire. You cannot hurt your teammates, even if you tried. See look." Abra pulled out a knife and stabbed at Samuel and Roy but his blade went straight through. "Nifty right?"

"Now then, it's obvious what the outline of your enemies will be right? Those guys you can kill, go wild. Now what's the objective of this game? Well you have to kill the captains." He snapped his fingers and Samuel and Marc got a golden crown on his head as did Captain Roy and Kyle. "Rules are simple, protect your captains, kill their captains. Winner will get something, loser will get something. Alright have fun now." Abra waved, but just by moving his fingers. He then promptly disappeared and the time went back to normal.

[SpacePunk]

Celestial woke up in a daze, and for a moment, he tried opening his eye. Then he remembered he lost that one too. Right... he thought to himself. He heard a voice speaking but he couldn't quite understand. He then heard Dino speak. He heard a series of noises; footsteps, voices, and other things, however they were extremely clear. He remembered hearing somewhere that blind people had increased senses to make up for the lack of eyesight. Neat.

When he heard the offer, and the sound of clicking, he figured there were guns. Celestial didn't like guns.

They were ushered out of the building, Celestial getting used to the whole blind thing. He heard cars and gunfire and a robotic voice and it all was very strange. Then he heard the voice of Abra. He scowled internally, but didn't say anything. When he heard the return of the Captain's voice, he assumed Abra had left.

How the hell does he expect me to fight if I can't fucking see?

[DelorMaximus]

Dino followed the captain forcefully. As they loaded into the truck all he could think off was his cross. As they reached the location, the Irish man carefully examined his surroundings. Somehow he got odd vibes reminding him of Ireland. Inside the complex Dino's eyes lit up just a bit to the sight of such an arsenal. Arguably a lot more unorganized and raw in comparison to his, but impressive nonetheless. As soon as his eyes fell onto the cross, he immediately split from the group and made his way to the table, picking up the cross with ease and placing it on the ground. His hands began frantically running up and down the device, his eyes dashing left and right, looking for any structural damage. To great relief, he found none. But he did not spot his Anaconda.

Suddenly Abra appeared, but he paid little to no attention to the godly figure, his attention completely occupied by the cross. He didn't even notice that time was frozen.

When the weapon scientist came out, Dino immediately stood up from the cross and fronted him, pointing a finger right in his face.

"Heavy duty revolver. 44 caliber. Modified 9 inch barrel, enlarged drum, leather grip. Burned around the expansion chamber. Now." he stated authoritarily, describing his dear handgun with uncanny precision.

[MrSkully]

Lilith was just opening her mouth to either answer Samuel or ask even more questions, before Abra made an appearance with his explanation. Despite of her indifferent expression, she was listening carefully. Once he disappeared, the woman shifted her weight to the other leg and smiled even wider. "Well that's kind of fun..." Lilith looked down from where Abra was, back at Samuel. " We agree." She stated simply with a shrug, knowing they didn't have much of a choice now.

After standing like a statue for all this time, Walter suddenly twitched raising his head, and leaned towards Nocturn. "You get your meal somewhere during our trip seems like..." He muttered before backing away. The way he articulated this sentence indicated that it was a message from Lilith.

"When do we depart then?"

[Aquila]

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Oz looked at him. "The Anaconda yea? Was testing it out at my range, real nice gun. Doubt you're willing to sell, so was having my fun with it while I could." He turned and waved his hand for Dino to follow. The door in front of him opened and Wirston floated out with a cup of tea.

"Your tea Master Oz." The robot handed it over.

"I said coffee." Oz picked it up.

"Tea is healthier for you Master Oz."

Oz sniffed the tea and promptly dropped the cup. "Goddammit Wirston, you're trying to feed me that sleepy time shit!" The gunsmith ran his fingers through his hair. "Make it again! Hey one of you!" He waved over at the other four. "Go with him, make sure it's black and thick like tar. And that it's not decaf!" He yelled, rubbing the dark bags under his eyes.

Pushing past Wirston he walked into the gun range, and Dino looked at the chaos. Explosions, burn marks, bullet holes, torn up dummies and targets, and bullet casings. Mahine guns, shot guns, rifles, and pistols were strewn about but sitting on a table was Dino's Anaconda.

Oz walked up to it, "Yes a very nice gun..." he mused. "Makes me curious. Who did the tune up?"

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"Soon, please rest while you can." Samuel stated. "We will be back at your tent when it is time."

[Cassandra]

Matthew was only half-listening to the things going on around him. Dino had his weapons back it seemed, but no matter how many times he looked about, he failed to see his ACST. The cyborg frowned internally, pretending to be interested in his surroundings. Time to pull off the confused little kid act. Walking up to Oz, he tapped him a little.

"Hey...uh, Mister Oz? Where's my laser sword?"

[Arch-Angel]

Following closely behind Dino, Anna found it hard to stay focused as they passed all sorts of amazing contraptions. She reached back and tugged on Celestial's arm whenever she felt as if he were straggling behind, practically holding his hand as their team was lead around the compound.

It wasn't long until the gang was out on a range, tracking down Dino's weapon. Being in no real position to talk for their group, Anna contently listened in on everything going on around her. Matthew grabbed her attention as he questioned Oz about a sword.

[SpacePunk]

Celestial didn't say much for a while since he was still brooding over not having any eyes. He felt Anna tugging at him every now and then, and she was practically holding his hand at some points. He turned his head to the direction he thought Anna was. "You don't have to hold my hand, y'know. Though I appreciate the gesture."