Turn 3:
With little effort, the Rogue Code shat
tered his earthen prison, the shards of stone and cement spread outwardly. Bob approached the ruins of the building where his minion had crashed into. The rubble shifted and moved until it erupted in a shower of dust and concrete. The first that appeared through the cloud of dust was a large reptilian head. Its eyes focused on Bob's figure.
"What is it you've called me for 9034?" It bellowed.
"I broke you free and that's what you ask first? You've been trapped in a virtual reality, 682. You don't know it yet but the Foundation finally found a way to contain you. Help me with this and I can end their virtual control over your brains," Bob said. "Of course, I can always send you back to what you think reality was."
"Very well," 682 answered. "I expect you will assist in the breach?"
"This is the breach," Bob plainly replied.
Aquila was used to dying, but didn't sto
p how unpleasant it was. He unhooked his helmet from his corpse and put it on, "Hi Cortana."
"I hate this job." She sighed, "Every time you die it hurts."
"Yea no kidding..." Aquila looked at the corpse. "That attack tore through Mjolnir like tissue paper. Not even a Spartan Laser can do that."
"You know what I'm talking about Aquila! This isn't a joking matter!" Cortana grew angry, her blue avatar getting tints of red. "Us Ais are ingrained into your consciousness. So every time you die we lose that connection and I just always worry that someday... you won't come back..." Cortana sighed. "Nevermind, anyways Four Seasons will arrive in 7 turns."
U.N.S.C Four Seasons warping in 6/20
"I'm sorry Cortana." Aquila picked up his sniper rifle. "I'll keep that in mind."
Delta coughed. "Sorry to interrupt this... touching moment, but there are other Ais Aquila sir." The other fragments chorused.
Aquila laughed, "Yes yes, I'm sorry all of you. I wouldn't forget about you guys." He scoped in and looked at the destroyed building. "The hell happened there?"
"No idea," Delta reported, "Something plummeted out of the sky and landed within, destroying the building in its descent. It seems to have signatures that link it with Bob so caution is advised."
"Sounds good," Aquila clicked open his wing pack and materialized an Incineration Cannon. "Well then let's see who our new guest is." He scoped into the dust cloud and began priming the cannon. "Let's give him a nice welcome."
Incineration Cannon priming 2/4[/QUOTE]
[2/4 : Incineration Cannon - Aquila]
[6/20 : U.N.S.C. Four Seasons Warp - Aquila]
"Hold up, Aquila," Delta said. "I'm getting new readings on the Bob's ally. Infrared readings indicate that its massive but body temperature is kind of low. I'd say cold-blooded but we can't say for sure yet."
Sigma suddenly spoke up. "I doubt Delta would even begin to search the internet just yet, he'd be all too busy trying to find out what it is through deduction. From simple image search, the creature is known to be SCP-682 from The Foundation site. Durable, regenerative and deemed to be indestructible by their 05-Council, their leaders."
"Right, now, we don't need fictional..."
"You need to remember, Delta," Sigma interjected. "That we're fighting something like Goggles, something that can pull anything out from his ass. It wouldn't hurt to use Google."
Several meters from Bob, stood the Time Warden Haru whose hands were in quite a bind. The internal forces of time/space continuum battled to keep steady, that is, until Haru had won...
Haru began finishing the process of time
manipulation, laughing with pleasure as he released the compressed time.
[TIME SLOW DEM DOWN 4/4]
Time suddenly speeded up for all of his allies.
[Next 2 turns, max charges are raised to 4][/QUOTE]
With a heave and a yell, Haru separated his hands and in doing so, separated what time meant to space and space meant to time for a momentary minute or so. The world shifted in movement, time slowed then quickened and objects veered to one side and then to the other, adapting to the change.
"Haha," he chuckled. "Quicken up you guys, Bob has a friend!"
Right then and there, the Time Warden felt a chill run up his spine. Something eldritch had risen from a previously thought dead corpse.
From the charred remains of the beast be
fore, the flesh started to ooze. The burns reformed into pink meat and started to become a bit of a sludge form. The two parts combined once more, creating back again the monster in exact image. A tongue drooped from it's highest mouth as it spoke in its harrowing voice, once more almost echoing itself as it voiced its words.
"A easy kill. Undodgable. Multiple. Sacrifice."
With those words, a bulge started to expand from within the beast's chest. It expands, and expands, pushing the flesh out as if someone or something within it wants to break free from it's living prison. It started getting ridiculously big, as the beast continued to watch the growth with vicious glee. Suddenly it stopped growing, and simply, fell off the main body. It fell softly on the ground, as if it was a rubber ball. Silently, it sat there, unmoving in it's ball like form. Cracks started forming on it, as the sound of pounding came on with the shaking of the ground.
Suddenly, the ball burst in an orgy of flesh and corrosive acid. From the steam from the acid burning the ground, two figures emerged. Both equally horrid as its fatherly body. One was a amalgamation of bone and rotten meat, forming itself into a spine formed draconic humanoid with red glowing eyes and a flaming core. The second look more like the creator, also being a fleshy construction of flesh and teeth. The difference being it had one big, unblinking eye on its head, and wielded a large fleshy shield grafted on one of its arms.
The beast had summoned two companions. The both beings are a 2/2 charge
The draconic one suddenly sat down in a meditating position and started chanting in a much lighter voice than the father, but no less harrowing as the voice seemed to grind the air as it moved through. The language was impossible to understand, and seemed to have no rhyme or reason as the being spoke it.
The draconic one is to summon something sinister, it will take 10 rounds for the being to be summoned. [4/10 rounds]
The second being assumed a defensive position in front of the draconic one, shielding it with it's massive fleshy shield. As it did so, it put its hand in shield, soon slugging in its whole arm within it.
Suddenly the shield grew thicker and stronger, and grew thick and sharp spikes on the front. [Action was a 4/4 round move][/QUOTE]
Devi had successfully reformed into its former glory. The beast's chest swelled and expanded, pus like liquids sloshed around its transparent membrane.
[2/2 - Eldritch Birth : devi] *SPAWNING COMPLETE*
From the swollen bag, two silhouettes could be seen from the outside until it finally broke off from the fatherly mass. The sac burst and out came forth its children, horrors that mimicked their father's image in spirit.
The Smoldering Core Horror sat down and its sibling went ahead and propped up his flesh shield.
[4/10 - Molten Core : Smoldering Core Horror > devi]
[4/4 - Increase Defensive Capability : Meat Shield Horror > devi *EVOLUTION COMPLETE*]
Haru was about to move when SCP-682 dashed out of the building's ruins and snatched the Time Warden up with its massive jaws. The reptilian beast skidded slightly on the quadrangle floor before finally stopping against a car. Haru had been dangling out of the beast's mouth, semi-conscious of what had just happened until his fate was finally ended when 682 slammed its jaws shut. The Time Warden's torso plummeted to the floor, lifeless.
[Haru, the Time Warden, has been chomped. He later respawns.]
"...wasteful sacks of meat!" it exclaimed. 682 whipped its tail, turning the upper body of Haru into a high speed projectile. The Meat Shield horror's singular eye caught the movement and immediately moved to block the danger.Haru's body collided with the flesh and teeth shield, blood splattering everywhere on impact.
682 roared.
At the Lounge, Cassandra, who was actually Spyder, watched the events unfold from above.
Spyder's coded body whirled, and he ra
ised his arms high. For a moment, he flickered, and Cassandra's avatar was briefly visible. She was smiling.
Summon: 2/2[/QUOTE]
[2/2 - Initializing Control : Cassandra *ENTITY ESTABLISHED*]
A burst of yellow-orange code swirled i
nto existence, forming into a very familiar-looking shape. It was the Avast Antivirus Software. The X-shaped creature spun a few times, charging an attack.
Pummel: 1/2
[/QUOTE]
With several clicks and beeps, Avast came into existence. Its recognizable logo spun in place, its white center blinking as it beeped its responses. It hovered in place and moved towards the window. The orange cross spun once, then twice, building up speed after each spin.
[1+1/2 : Pummel - Avast > Cassandra *CLOBBERING TIME*]
Marburg burned bright like a dying sta
r, zipping high into the air before plummeting right at Bob.
Infiltration: 2/2
Once inside its target, Marburg was set on shutting down every process it came in contact with, eluding capture by teleporting to different parts of its host. Although unable to charge attacks, the virus was dead-set on its assigned task:
Slow the
target.
Shut it
down.
[/QUOTE]
Marburg stepped forward before it deconstructed its form and zipped like lightning towards Bob. The Rogue Code was caught unaware as something had entered its systems.
"What the fuck?!" Bob yelled.
[2/2 : Infiltration - Marburg> Cassandra *DECONSTRUCTION COMPLETE, INITIALIZING SOFTWARE*]
Marburg quickly went to work, inserting itself into Bob's systems and changing lines of code. It dashed everywhere, striking the insides of their opponent. Bob clawed at its body, moving around in a circle trying to physically pinpoint Marburg's location.
[1/3 : System Purge - Bob, the Rogue Code]
After a few more petty squabbles between Delta and Sigma, Cortana broke the noise.
"Aquila, there seems to have been a weir
d time flux."
"Cortana is this good news or bad news?" The sniper kept his eyes locked on the destroyed building searching for whatever had landed. He would leave Bob to the others... and Cassandra with her new creepy voice.
"Good news, the U.N.S.C's ETA is now 6 turns."
U.N.S.C Four Seasons warping in 8/20
"Well that's awesome, ow hot! What the hell?" He looked at his weapon and saw that all the bars had filled up. "Huh... cool."
Incineration Cannon primed and ready 4/4[/QUOTE]
[4/4 : Incineration Cannon - Aquila *CHARGE COMPLETE*]
[8/20 : U.N.S.C. Four Seasons Warp - Aquila]
"The cannon is ready to fire, Aquila," Cortana notified. "We are ready to fire on either 682 or Bob. Visual reports also verify Haru's death."
Atop another of SP's high rises, Xyskal grunted at Haru's death.
Watching the summoning of CP-68, Xyska
l forms a protective barrier of the material around him, enclosing him completely so he could focus on his Celestial starstorm.
Charging
Celestial starstom [3/5][/QUOTE]
Fearing his own possible demise, the user fortified his position with a circular barrier, cement, furniture and other objects swirled around him until it settled and fused into a singular connected shield. From inside, Xyskal focused. The galactic swirl around his fist grew larger and brighter inside the darkness of his shield.
[3+1/5 : Celestial Starstorm - Xyskal]
[OOC: You do not jump to 5. You created a shield [1 action] then charged for 1 [another action] but due to Haru's ability, you add an additional charge whenever you do, so its now 4 rather than 3. :)]
The Spyder moved quickly, shattering the glass of the Lounge's 21st floor and neatly leapt through it, covering the distance between her own building and Xyskal's.
Charge Increase: 4/4 (courtesy of Haru)
Spyder surged towards Xyskal, and he perched on top of the avatar's shield sphere. His spine legs curled around the barrier, as though he was guarding a massive egg. His coded body pulsed with light, the data surge gifting Xyskal with two charges. Assist: 2/2
Each surge of data resonated within Xyskal's barrier, Cassandra's energy pooling inside and slowly absorbed by the ally's avatar.
[5/5 : Celestial Starstorm - Xyskal *GALACTIC POWER COURSES THROUGH YOUR FIST]
Deep within the shield, Xyskal's hand grew brighter and brighter, the tiny galaxy within his fist ebbed and swelled. He could feel the tug of the galactic center to his fingers, the heat of each tiny star and each solar wind that passed by. The Starstorm was ready. He just needed a clear shot.
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Split: 1/2) ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶s̶