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srwug_alpha_rp2013-12-19 11:25 am
armored_mother) wrote in srwug_alpha_rp2013-12-19 11:25 am
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Operation Twelve
[Cora and what remained of her team were on the deck of the Chalice - it was to be noted that they put up caution signs everywhere.]
Alright boys! PULL!
[What was going on would you ask? Weapons testing. The how? Hurling things at Cora... to which.]
RAAAAAAAAH!
[The new equipment on one of the Dullahan's forearms would unfold a set of boosters, prepare what is more or less a piledriver and smash the object thrown at to a considerable distance. There was a sharp whistle from Dice as he watched a large chunk of more or less useless large chunk of scrap metal bounce a few times across the deck before Dagger moved over to where it stopped and marked it down.]
Heh... this ought to give those Exvoritam Filios bastards a nasty surprise.
[Along the way one could see: a double thick brick wall with sheet metal plating (or more appropriately a picture of one, and the actual remains after testing), The aforementioned scrap metal (Actually upon closer inspection and checking the hangar it was pulled off the Super West Type 28 Destroyer Robot. Despite not being used, West was crying about the fact some unknown fiend had violated it. As always he blames Kurou), What looked to be a car - it seemed to be a mostly extinguished fiery wreck (brought over in the same shipment as the weapon being tested, Ulysses said it was a donation and denies any involvement of Lord Athelstane's most favored automobile going missing and it was merely a coincidence that they look the same and have the same license plate) and lastly, a thoroughly devastated game console and all accessories (Closer observation reveals that it looks like something pierced through it before the massive impact sent it careening across the deck and into several pieces.)]
[Comment on this? Want to give it a try? Or for the more suicidal... try to spar against Cora as she has her new weapon?]
Alright boys! PULL!
[What was going on would you ask? Weapons testing. The how? Hurling things at Cora... to which.]
RAAAAAAAAH!
[The new equipment on one of the Dullahan's forearms would unfold a set of boosters, prepare what is more or less a piledriver and smash the object thrown at to a considerable distance. There was a sharp whistle from Dice as he watched a large chunk of more or less useless large chunk of scrap metal bounce a few times across the deck before Dagger moved over to where it stopped and marked it down.]
Heh... this ought to give those Exvoritam Filios bastards a nasty surprise.
[Along the way one could see: a double thick brick wall with sheet metal plating (or more appropriately a picture of one, and the actual remains after testing), The aforementioned scrap metal (Actually upon closer inspection and checking the hangar it was pulled off the Super West Type 28 Destroyer Robot. Despite not being used, West was crying about the fact some unknown fiend had violated it. As always he blames Kurou), What looked to be a car - it seemed to be a mostly extinguished fiery wreck (brought over in the same shipment as the weapon being tested, Ulysses said it was a donation and denies any involvement of Lord Athelstane's most favored automobile going missing and it was merely a coincidence that they look the same and have the same license plate) and lastly, a thoroughly devastated game console and all accessories (Closer observation reveals that it looks like something pierced through it before the massive impact sent it careening across the deck and into several pieces.)]
[Comment on this? Want to give it a try? Or for the more suicidal... try to spar against Cora as she has her new weapon?]
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"Is that...was that, rather...whose I think it is? Well, was to be more precise?"
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[The words were clearly rehearsed with an air of mock seriousness before Cora just burst into laughter.]
Yes! Yes it was!
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"I knew it!" Isaac does a little jig, fancy shoes clipping and clopping like a prancing stallion.
"The look that must be on that slimy son of a Baron's face right now...his corpulent mug turning a lovely magnolia-mauve of rage–by Jove, if only I could take a snapshot of his sublime moment of humiliation–!"
He pulls out a fan and air conditions himself frantically.
"Ho Ho! Oh dear, I am overwrought! How..."
He has to draw in breath. "How did you do it?"
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[She grinned and raised her hand, the kinetic strike module at standby.]
If you mean how we got the car? Well... Commander Ulysses mentioned that Athelstane parked his car somewhere he wasn't supposed to, so Ulysses offered his services to someone who took offense to cart it off somewhere else.
And since there was only one witness who was more than willing to assist us, Athelstane's going to have nothing for this.
[Cora grinned whimsically.]
Best part of this? The bugger's going to be kept busy looking for his favorite car to be able to follow anything up on your Family's land.
A damn good distraction if I do say so myself~.
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"...you are doing all too much for me. I...am not worthy of such regard."
He squares his shoulders, and salutes Britannian style, falling to one knee. "But my family has more than earned this stroke of good fortune. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
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[Off to the side Mongrel makes a low gagging noise, earning him a dope-slap upside the head.]
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I felt it...thousands of high scores, lost in an instant.
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I feel the tears of a spoiled brat being shed...
Its a good feeling.
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[Alessandra doesn't mind that various random objects are flying close to her general vincinity.]
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I'm more of a thermodynamics man myself.
Yes Mongrel, everyone knows how much you love setting things on fire.
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[Richard is dressed in the tunic that came with his sorcerer's robes. And he seems quite excited.]
Now how about you test that against something that can fight back.
[And oh hey, he has his sword back.]
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Oooh, was that a challenge?
Ursa...
Don't worry too much Scythe. He won't be hurt... badly. And if he does get laid up in the infirmary, it means he won't get away if you need to-
Ursa!!
Kidding! Kidding!
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[Richard is just messing with Cora, feeling in a good mood himself, but...]
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[Somewhere out there, someone heard glass breaking. The members of the Dullahan unit were now backing off REALLY quickly as Dice brought out his first aid kit.]
What did you call me?
[Cora's voice was.... level... however it carried a note that promised pain and suffering and armlocks.]
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...Ha...
[He breathes in, and then out...]
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooold!
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[Welp Richard, Cora's sealed her helmet and looking more than ready to pummel you in full armor. You better hope you're damn well ready because she just charged at you and the boosters on the K.S.M. justfiredupHOLYFUCK-!]
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[Now Richard drops the frivolity and gets serious, uttering a brief word in a long forgotten tongue. Suddenly, a barrier reminiscent of the Guardian Shield appears in front of him, a first test for Cora's new weapon.]
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But there's definite cracks around the point of impact.]
Hm.
[Richard lets out another small grunt, as he suddenly steps to the side, leaving the barrier to break as he no longer focuses on it. Instead, his sword glows red hot, as he stabs it towards the exhaust of those boosters!]
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[This a completely legitimate question when you think about it. Also eh Rider form for safety protocol.]
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[Cora shook her head.]
She even said as much that she'd let it out and we have no idea if it would go berserk again.
I went over the safety procedures so we wrecked it completely and made sure that everything it is rendered inoperable so anything ALICE might have left can't be transfered if it was in one piece and plugged into something.
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[Yusuke is actually sympathetic toward Alice. She definitely made a mistake but fuck if he's going to be judgemental. His maximum bro-ity wouldn't let him.]
You know though, you should probably melt it if you want to be absolutely sure nothing got out. Consoles are pretty darn durable even when they're in tiny little bits.
[Rider shrug]
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[There's a large amount of fire being expelled at the console. Then another blast for good measure. Yes Mongrel truly revels in the chance to give into his pyromania.]
...Try not to encourage this too much...
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Trust me, I won't be.
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There's something twisted in his head and I don't know how to help him.
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What's the armor penetration on that thing like?
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[She couldn't help but give Roads a small grin.]
Wanna try it out Mr Vampire Hunter?
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Looks kinda slow, though. Slower than Cherubot was, and I already had to feint a lot to hit some bad guys with it...
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