NationStates Jolt Archive

"Alright animal, you better be quick on your feet when we do this."
"Let's just hope you can keep up, Calaveran," he gave Millic a cool look and turned to Alat, frowning. "How are we going to manage to get three guard uniforms?"

"Laundry, I have some friends who might be able to smuggle guard unifomrs here, as for the key codes, we need soemone who can grab them."

Milic couldnt help but laugh at the Xscapian animal as he imagined him in a guard uniform " last time I checked...pfffft...Greal guards didnt have those" he said to his fox ears.

"Leave it to me," Kutt volunteered.
OOC:
Gotta leave.
OOC2:
And here I was all this time thinking it was spelled "Calaveran" and pronounced Cal-uh-vur-an.

"Leave it to me," Kutt volunteered.
OOC:
Gotta leave.
OOC2:
And here I was all this time thinking it was spelled "Calaveran" and pronounced Cal-uh-vur-an.

no worrys a long time ago i screwd up Xscapians name as well ^^

Milic couldnt help but laugh at the Xscapian animal as he imagined him in a guard uniform " last time I checked...pfffft...Greal guards didnt have those" he said to his fox ears.

Alat chuclked a little, then he turned to Kutt.
"Ok, then first contact my friend during yard break in a few minutes and tell him that I sent you. His name is Rogel."

Kutt almost unconciously patted his ears. "These flatten, you know. Besides, it's not like anyone will see them under those bulky helmets. The tail, though, might be a problem. You should go," he nodded to Millic, "you're human, and you don't stand out."

Kutt almost unconciously patted his ears. "These flatten, you know. Besides, it's not like anyone will see them under those bulky helmets. The tail, though, might be a problem. You should go," he nodded to Millic, "you're human, and you don't stand out."

"I can send some of my friends to help you guys." said Alat, "They can fit in easily."

bump

OOC: Bump for NC :rolleyes:

OOC: NC, where are you?

OOC: NC, we need to start the escape.

OCC: ya im here ^^

Milic nodded and got up " Once we start this, you better hurry your ass animal."

OCC: ya im here ^^

Milic nodded and got up " Once we start this, you better hurry your ass animal." He whislted and the Calaverians, some clones, began to rush the guards with deadly speed, smashing fists, it was only seconds before the guards would begin there retalioin upon them.

OOC: Wait a second, NC, they haven’t gotten outside the cells yet, and the Xicapian has to do something first.

"Alright," said Kutt, "fine. Stealth and trickery, I can do that." He looked at Alat. "Once I meet your friend, he will give me the uniform, yes?"

bump- Xscapia, I was thinking since the Calaverians and Xscapians are basically ally's now, we could do joint missions or something like that?

OOC: Bahhah, where did you get the idea that Xiscapia and the Calaverians were allies? All Xiscapia is doing is working to free your people...all the better to keep the xenophobes under our thumb, than in the hold of another, who might let them break out to continue their xenocidal crusade once again...

"Alright," said Kutt, "fine. Stealth and trickery, I can do that." He looked at Alat. "Once I meet your friend, he will give me the uniform, yes?"

"Yes, he is down the hall, we might have to postpone the escape by 4 hours."

OOC: Bahhah, where did you get the idea that Xiscapia and the Calaverians were allies? All Xiscapia is doing is working to free your people...all the better to keep the xenophobes under our thumb, than in the hold of another, who might let them break out to continue their xenocidal crusade once again...

OCC: what are you talking abuot, we used to do joint ops, although it didnt last long, cmon Xscapia im tired of being the fucken "bad guy" let me be the "neurtral guy" at least.

"Yes, he is down the hall, we might have to postpone the escape by 4 hours."
Kutt made a face and a sound escaped his lips, a half grimace of annoyance and half snarl of frustration. "And why is that?"
OOC: We never did joint ops, unless you count that thing with Sasha, and she was a Rebel. If the Calaverians change their ways, and become more accepting and less xenophobic, then an alliance might be possible. But it's so much fun beating you up...:D You know, it would be easy enough to have most of your nation continue to be the same, but have, perhaps, a small band of Calaverian Revolutionaries sympathetic to Xiscapia that join me, RPed by you. Then we could do joint ops, all that stuff. What are your thoughts?

"Yes, he is down the hall, we might have to postpone the escape by 4 hours."
Kutt made a face and a sound escaped his lips, a half grimace of annoyance and half snarl of frustration. "And why is that?"
OOC: We never did joint ops, unless you count that thing with Sasha, and she was a Rebel. If the Calaverians change their ways, and become more accepting and less xenophobic, then an alliance might be possible. But it's so much fun beating you up...:D You know, it would be easy enough to have most of your nation continue to be the same, but have, perhaps, a small band of Calaverian Revolutionaries sympathetic to Xiscapia that join me, RPed by you. Then we could do joint ops, all that stuff. What are your thoughts?

“He is a prisoner that is allowed to work outside the cells.” Said Alat, a little embarrassed

"Yes, he is down the hall, we might have to postpone the escape by 4 hours."
Kutt made a face and a sound escaped his lips, a half grimace of annoyance and half snarl of frustration. "And why is that?"
OOC: We never did joint ops, unless you count that thing with Sasha, and she was a Rebel. If the Calaverians change their ways, and become more accepting and less xenophobic, then an alliance might be possible. But it's so much fun beating you up...:D You know, it would be easy enough to have most of your nation continue to be the same, but have, perhaps, a small band of Calaverian Revolutionaries sympathetic to Xiscapia that join me, RPed by you. Then we could do joint ops, all that stuff. What are your thoughts?

OCC: no we did another join op before, it was in that alliance thing you made up, we were on a desert planet with ruins.

"Bah, I see how it is," Kutt nodded, glaring from Alat to Milic. "This had better work, because if it dosen't, the last thing I'm going to do before the guards catch up with me is kill you both."
OOC: Oh, that. Old Xiscapia. Yeah, that was ages ago. But give my idea some consideration, hmmm?

Milic chuckled and said " Cross my heart and hope to die." he laughed a little harder before becoming silent.

"Bah, I see how it is," Kutt nodded, glaring from Alat to Milic. "This had better work, because if it dosen't, the last thing I'm going to do before the guards catch up with me is kill you both."
OOC: Oh, that. Old Xiscapia. Yeah, that was ages ago. But give my idea some consideration, hmmm?


“Ok, you got it.”said Alat nervously

The cell opened for meal time.

“Nows the time.”

Milic turned to Alat " Just give a thumbs up, and my men will raise hell." he said also nervously, this would be a one time deal.

Milic turned to Alat " Just give a thumbs up, and my men will raise hell." he said also nervously, this would be a one time deal.

"Not right now, as soon as Kutt gets the uniform and gets pass the security, then we raise hell."

The Prisoners were ordered to move out of their cells toward the meal area.

Kutt moved out with Millic and Alat, giving the Greali and Calaverian a last look before turning and striding down the hall like he had every right to be doing so. He turned the corner and found a man in a tiny laundry room with his back to him. "Are you Rogel?" he asked quietly.

Kutt moved out with Millic and Alat, giving the Greali and Calaverian a last look before turning and striding down the hall like he had every right to be doing so. He turned the corner and found a man in a tiny laundry room with his back to him. "Are you Rogel?" he asked quietly.

“Yes.” Said the man hastily. Rogel was a well built human who looked like he could grind ten people easily. “I have the uniform.”

"Give it to me," murmured Kutt, already unabashedly slipping out of his dirty orange prison uniform (ooc: I assume). He was, naturally, naked underneath, and held out his hands for the uniform. While Kutt was a violent kitsune, he did not have many vices, like smoking or drinking excessively, one couldn't outrun Customs officials or pirate hunting fleets drunk. He was not, particularly, handsome, but he did have a sort of rugged charm. His eyes, however, dared the man to look lower than the waist, letting him know the pain in store if he did.

"Give it to me," murmured Kutt, already unabashedly slipping out of his dirty orange prison uniform (ooc: I assume). He was, naturally, naked underneath, and held out his hands for the uniform. While Kutt was a violent kitsune, he did not have many vices, like smoking or drinking excessively, one couldn't outrun Customs officials or pirate hunting fleets drunk. He was not, particularly, handsome, but he did have a sort of rugged charm. His eyes, however, dared the man to look lower than the waist, letting him know the pain in store if he did.

"Here said Rogel, looking around for any guards. The uniform was dark blue and had a star."I nabbed you a lieutenant's uniform."

Then Rogerl took out something."I also found this." It was a key card.

"Great," said Kutt, struggling into the uniform, complete with a helmet, and took the keycard as he pulled the gloves over his hands. In moments he stood entirely dressed in the dark blue uniform of the prison guards. He nodded his helmeted head, fingering the lieutenants bars on the shoulder. "Nice," he hissed though the helmet, "I always wondered what it would be like to be a military man."

"Great," said Kutt, struggling into the uniform, complete with a helmet, and took the keycard as he pulled the gloves over his hands. In moments he stood entirely dressed in the dark blue uniform of the prison guards. He nodded his helmeted head, fingering the lieutenants bars on the shoulder. "Nice," he hissed though the helmet, "I always wondered what it would be like to be a military man."

“You will have to watch out, remember to salute higher ranks.” Said Rogel then he walked back into the Laundry machine room.

Kutt nodded and, card key in hand, strode though at least a dozen checkpoints, returning salutes from lower-ranking soldiers and saluting those higher in rank. He was not trained in the symbols that ranked and classed each Greali soldier, but it was generall good to watch the soldiers as he approached. If they saluted, they were lower, if they did not, he'd better salute.
Kutt kept his tail wrapped around him, fortunatly the armor was bulky enough to hide it, as he walked though the last set of blast doors.
OOC:
Will you describe what it's like, Greal, closer to the main center of the prison?

Kutt nodded and, card key in hand, strode though at least a dozen checkpoints, returning salutes from lower-ranking soldiers and saluting those higher in rank. He was not trained in the symbols that ranked and classed each Greali soldier, but it was generall good to watch the soldiers as he approached. If they saluted, they were lower, if they did not, he'd better salute.
Kutt kept his tail wrapped around him, fortunatly the armor was bulky enough to hide it, as he walked though the last set of blast doors.
OOC:
Will you describe what it's like, Greal, closer to the main center of the prison?

OOC: It mostly halls everywhere, the security room is down the hall.

IC: There was a machine next to the blast doors.
"Keycard."

Kutt calmly inserted his keycard into the appropriate slot. He hoped he would have time to make a quick detour by the armory, he felt naked without a weapon.

Kutt calmly inserted his keycard into the appropriate slot. He hoped he would have time to make a quick detour by the armory, he felt naked without a weapon.

“Correct code.”
The blast doors opened, from the side. Two guards saluted as they guarded the armory.

Milic and Alat were led to the meal area, thousands of prisoners were eating and talking.
"I hope Kutt got hold of the uniform." whispered Alat to Milic

Milic nodded whle chewing " Ah....dont worry...he is a stealthy animal."

Milic nodded whle chewing " Ah....dont worry...he is a stealthy animal."

"What will you do when we get out of here? I intend to be pirate or something."

Milic smiled " Me, well, going to return to my people and goverment."

Milic smiled " Me, well, going to return to my people and goverment."

"I guess...I could stop by the planet every once in a while."

Kutt saluted them back and stepped though the doors, placing the key card in a pocket of the uniform. He stepped up to the racks of weapons and examined them critically, finally choosing an assault rifle and heavy, semi-automatic pistol along with several extra clips and magazines. He proceeded along the halls to the nerve center of the prison. He showed his I.D. and stepped inside, looking around with a grim smile behind his helmet faceplate. Dozens of databanks and computer screens glowed, attended to by technicians. There were only a few guards here, but Kutt noted a number of automated defenses. Walking around, he located the terminal that would release the prisoners. Such a thing would only be used in an emergency evacuation, if the entire prison facility itself was in danger.
In a short time, it would be.
He inserted his keycard and opened the sheath of plastic over the red button. It was marked with half a dozen warnings, and he ignored them all, pushing it down with his index finger.
Thoughout the complex there was the sound of a million cell doors opening.
Kutt smiled, turned, and opened up with his rifle, fully automatic, on the guards, computers, automated defenses and technicans. He moved behind a low wall, the rifle spitting slugs at anything that moved.

Thundering yells of the 50,000 Calaverian prisoners sounded as they ran at the guards, many falling. They surrounded guards and beat them to nothing, there superior strength allowed Calaverian soldiers to literally punch in robot guard faces.

OCC: arent we supposed to be release Xscapia anyways?

The guards went down, at both places. robots went after the Calaverans, firing away. Alat and his men managed to get the gate opened by stacking robots there

Consoles exploded in flashes of heat, light and smoke, guards and technicians alike went tumbling to the floor, hit by the bullets. Kutt smiled as he surveyed the ruined room, shadowy with the lights blasted out, lit only by alarm lighting and the fires on the computer terminals. He stepped though the destruction and the blast doors opened before him, pounding his ears with the ringing of alarms and shrieking of Klaxons.

Guards ran about, most of them in the direction of the nearest cell block, squads of robots hurrying past. Kutt turned and jogged away to the hangers, before the prisoners and any escaping personnel got there. He wanted first pick of the ships.

Consoles exploded in flashes of heat, light and smoke, guards and technicians alike went tumbling to the floor, hit by the bullets. Kutt smiled as he surveyed the ruined room, shadowy with the lights blasted out, lit only by alarm lighting and the fires on the computer terminals. He stepped though the destruction and the blast doors opened before him, pounding his ears with the ringing of alarms and shrieking of Klaxons.

Guards ran about, most of them in the direction of the nearest cell block, squads of robots hurrying past. Kutt turned and jogged away to the hangers, before the prisoners and any escaping personnel got there. He wanted first pick of the ships.

The hangers were full of shuttles, but guards were everywhere, running and securing the area.

Milic broke through with his group of Calaverians, they quickly ran full speed(average 20 MPH at sprint). A couple hundred Calaverians were on the ground beaten by the guards weapons.

Robots poured into the meal area, trying to fight the prisoners, but unlike the prisoner ship, there were a million prisoners here, wanting freedom. They all fought hard and managed to destroy hundreds of robots.

Kutt jogged though the hanger bay, making as if he owned the place, and why not? No one noticed him, he was just another guard setting up a perimeter. He stepped behind a shuttle, smiling to himself and entered the side door. The shuttle was empty except for a few supply crates in the cargo bay, and Kutt was satisfied to sit inside the shuttle, cockpit of black glass so no one could see him, and ride out the storm of prisoners that was surely to come. While the fighting went on, he would make his escape.

Kutt jogged though the hanger bay, making as if he owned the place, and why not? No one noticed him, he was just another guard setting up a perimeter. He stepped behind a shuttle, smiling to himself and entered the side door. The shuttle was empty except for a few supply crates in the cargo bay, and Kutt was satisfied to sit inside the shuttle, cockpit of black glass so no one could see him, and ride out the storm of prisoners that was surely to come. While the fighting went on, he would make his escape.

Several guards went inside the shuttle. They thought Kutt was the pilot.

“We have to go soon pilot, direct us to Hurtrix.”

Kutt nodded, "Aye, what's our ETD and who are we transporting out?" he asked.

Kutt nodded, "Aye, what's our ETD and who are we transporting out?" he asked.

The guards looked at each other for a second then, the captain spoke.

“We leave when we are sure that the prisoners are completely loose. We are carrying 8 guards, including us. Pilot, what is your name?”

"Lieutenant..." Kutt tried not to look like he was looking at his I.D. tag. "Patterson. And yours is, Captain?"
He hoped Millic, Alat, or at least some prisoners got here before the other five guards did, because he would be forced to act like a pilot, and it would only be a matter of time until he was found out....

"Lieutenant..." Kutt tried not to look like he was looking at his I.D. tag. "Patterson. And yours is, Captain?"
He hoped Millic, Alat, or at least some prisoners got here before the other five guards did, because he would be forced to act like a pilot, and it would only be a matter of time until he was found out....

“Lieutenant Patterson, I’m Captain Jones. We will be accompanying a fleet of shuttles heading back to Hurtrix, then we will detonate the moon prison with plasma warheads.”said the captain

One of the guards who looked at “Patterson” said.”You look familiar, have we met?”

"Uh..." Kutt sweated under his uniform, well aware that his entire body was covered, but equally well aware that the guards could probably recognize and individual's armor after years on this rock. "I don't think so. Captain, we will leave as soon as the other five guards get here, or when you issue a say-so.'
Kutt could feel a devious plan forming.

"Uh..." Kutt sweated under his uniform, well aware that his entire body was covered, but equally well aware that the guards could probably recognize and individual's armor after years on this rock. "I don't think so. Captain, we will leave as soon as the other five guards get here, or when you issue a say-so.'
Kutt could feel a devious plan forming.

Outside, the guards began to reform, hundreds of robots were fighting the prisoners, but the prisoners now had seized the security room, and all the controls were on, so they controlled the blast doors.

The shuttle blast doors were closed.

“Get out lieutenant, we’ve got to escape the prison now.” Said the captain, he and his men were getting out, other guards were nearby.

"Aye Captain," Kutt nodded and engaged the controls, the shuttle smoothly lifting up and gliding forward out the hanger doors, leaving the prison behind. Kutt grinned widely under his helmet as he saw stars for the first time in mouths. Sweet freedom...

"Aye Captain," Kutt nodded and engaged the controls, the shuttle smoothly lifting up and gliding forward out the hanger doors, leaving the prison behind. Kutt grinned widely under his helmet as he saw stars for the first time in mouths. Sweet freedom...

Other shuttles and fighters were escorting the shuttles back. The captain and his men on the shuttle were talking about their family and the empire.

“What are you going to do after we get back to Hurtrix?”

“Probably resign the prison service and go see my family. They live on one of the Regen islands.”

“Cool, the empire did a good job designing those islands.”

One of the guards asked “Patterson” what he would do after they got back to Hurtrix.

Kutt shrugged. "I dunno..." he drawled, "I'll probably join the military...you know, go new places, meet new people, then kill them." he laughed. "Ever wonder what's beyond the Empire?"

Kutt shrugged. "I dunno..." he drawled, "I'll probably join the military...you know, go new places, meet new people, then kill them." he laughed. "Ever wonder what's beyond the Empire?"

“There are plenty of empires or nations out there, but some of them don’t even like the Galactic empire. I think we had some recent wars, like with a species called the Imitators.”

OOC: Kutt could go to Hurtrix, and explore Greal :D

"Yeah..." Kutt went silent for a moment. "I know all about that. Pretty bad, I heard."
OOC: That would be pretty cool. Shall we wait for NC?

"Yeah..." Kutt went silent for a moment. "I know all about that. Pretty bad, I heard."
OOC: That would be pretty cool. Shall we wait for NC?

OOC: sure, sure