NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Okay, I never planned on the planet actually being destroyed, and I will now godmodishly say the Star Snake is invunerable to even nuclear blasts. Because the mercenaries need that ship, it's theirs. I will say it's floating in space where the planet was.

OOC: It would just be thousands a miles away by now cause a nuke blast would sent it flying through space on an uncalculated course with nothing to stop it but maybe an asteroid or a star. Just felt like stating that.

With her pistol lowered, the man felt much more confortable. However one thing had to be resolved, he walked over to her, keeping the salvaged gun tightly in hand, "Girl and other person, my weps. NOW. You can't use 'em worth shit one way or another so I'm the best candidate, that is... If you feel like making your own lives much easier. An unknown threat should be met with lots of firepower and someone who knows how to use it."

Terrek shrugged. "Ostensibly your rifle is metallic vapor among the ruins of... wherever we were. I dropped it, never picked it up again."

X looked back, assessing the group of people. "I have a spare MG-42 and a barret XM500 .50 cal for anyone that knows how to use em" He said, turning his back to the elevator.

As Bob shot another bug he realized he wasn't the only pulling their own weight against these things. Maybe one of them could tell me how to get my ship fixed.
"Hiya, how's it going."

Terrek shrugged. "Ostensibly your rifle is metallic vapor among the ruins of... wherever we were. I dropped it, never picked it up again."

The man rolled his eyes... obviously if the vehicle had been transported here then his rifle must be somewhere. "For your sake I hope you're wrong, spiner rifles are hard thing to come by and that on was customized. Remember that if we get into some sort of trouble in which a sniper would be a lovely thing to have a your side, you're boned cause guess what, you just disarmed someone who could have been a great advantage to you," he sneered as he began looking around the vehicle for his rifle. "Oh and you, girl, whatever your name is, my pistols are going to be returned to me, no questions or arguments."

As Bob shot another bug he realized he wasn't the only pulling their own weight against these things. Maybe one of them could tell me how to get my ship fixed.
"Hiya, how's it going."

Umm, if its been awhile since your last post, make sure you read everything so you keep up with the storyline. And its kinda confuing when you keep switching between 1st and 3rd person like that.

"Oh and you, girl, whatever your name is, my pistols are going to be returned to me, no questions or arguments."
"If you call me girl one more time I'm going to shove my own sniper rifle up your ass. And I'll be sure to put a bayonet on the end before doing so. Name's Skyler...whoever you are." Nevertheless, Skyler pulled both pistols from her pack and handed them over.
OOC:
True, but that would make it utterly impossible to find, wouldn't it? Assuming the peice of rock the Star Snake happens to be on isn't mere fragements, and actually a sizable chunk, the ship will be latched onto the rock, continuing it's orbit around the sun, never mind how impossible that is.

"Counterpoint: The vehicle was filled with passengers who were clearly meant to be rescued from the nuclear fireball. Your rifle was not. Nor was it being carried at the time. It's unfortunate, yes, but I'm sure, since you're an elite soldier," he said, putting heavy and mocking weight on the words, "that you'll be just fine. Now, let's get moving."

[QUOTE=North Calaveras;13613407]The Calaverian named Maximus had awoken upon Mr.O's powerful shoulders, they were in a strange dark building. Maximus seemed to feel much better he could move his hands and move his legs slightly. He was able to speak now he replied with a loud gasp seeing as he hadnt been able to speak in what seemed like days. He was screaming on the inside when all of a sudden his words came out of his mouth, rememberd the Xscapian he yelled at the top of his lungs " Animal!!!" then quieting after he realized that he was actually able to speak.

OCC: Xscapia honey ^^

Where am I? I thought as the people around him spoke. I need someone to help me out here. It looks like I need some protection not the safest group to be around.
"Hey I'm Bob" He said to noone specific.

X called over to the rifle less solder, You can use my HK" he called, unsapping the rifle from its strap and holding it out. "7.62 high velocity depleated uranium, 20 round mag semi auto."

"Ah damnit one minute i'm some where else and now i'm here with all you people again, can this get any worse? Any way and lets try not to fight people remember that we are trying to get the hell out of here" Johan said trying to figure out what the hell was going on around him. To many people were talking and to quickly for him to catch every thing.

"Thanx man"
Wow a real rifle all I had was this dinky ol' phazor. It wasn't do much. I guesse the bugs were o.k but these wern't those bugs.
"So, you got any idea where we are?"

Maximus was on Mr.O's ruff shoulder and decided it was time to begin his plan of escape from these animals, althought he had thought he would spare Mr.O a quick death in the future. The slowly with his hand cut his gear from Mr.O. The first thing he did was get ready to jump off of his back and crawl away into the darkness where Mr.O couldnt find him.

"Thanx man"
Wow a real rifle all I had was this dinky ol' phazor. It wasn't do much. I guesse the bugs were o.k but these wern't those bugs.
"So, you got any idea where we are?"

"If any of us knew where we are, then we would probably have a way out by now, wish we could just blow a hole in the wall but that would probably do little good, even with these three rockets and got ready to use on my back"

((OOC: That was directed at greywatch for the rifle BTW))

X pulled teh case off his back and opened it, laying the rifle at his sid and removing the hip pack, replacing it with another as he slung out an HK417. checking its mag before strapping it to his vest. Walking over to the other Black ops soldier and offering the sniper rifle.

HK417 (http://world.guns.ru/assault/hk417_12-2.jpg)

"Oh"
Feeling bummed that once again he still had that stuiped phazor. I wonder if this could do anything. He turned back to the man.
"Well why wouldn't it do any good?"

"Enough talking!" Said Mr.O. "Everyone gather what ammunition you deem nescissary from that storage room then lets get in these elevators. In a situation where we are so obviously powerless, compliance is our best bet, so lets get moving before we end up dust or worse."
This new turn of events did not match his plan at all, and would have to rethink how to complete his mission, which had been both eased and made more difficult with the destruction of the convoy, and with it half the witnesses, and the addition of this "X" creature. Once again, he pondered the situation as he removed some of the dead man's armor and ate what seemed to be the most preserved flesh from his leg.

OOC: I know

"These walls look far to dense, to sustain a structure this large either they are really thick or really strong, one of these might not put a dent in it, but I guess i could give it a try if you all think its worth it"

He needed another weopan. This phazor woudn't do anything. He searched for a rifle. He found one. It was better than the phazor more powerful, more accurate. He was ready to go on this new mission, but why was he taking the charge?

"If you call me girl one more time[/I] I'm going to shove my own sniper rifle up your ass. And I'll be sure to put a bayonet on the end before doing so. Name's Skyler...whoever you are." Nevertheless, Skyler pulled both pistols from her pack and handed them over.


"As my friend Jack would say," the man begun as he holstered his pistols, "BLOW ME. As a sniper I'm going to be detached and not give a damn about your feelings. Get used to it Sky."

"Counterpoint: The vehicle was filled with passengers who were clearly meant to be rescued from the nuclear fireball. Your rifle was not. Nor was it being carried at the time. It's unfortunate, yes, but I'm sure, since you're an elite soldier," he said, putting heavy and mocking weight on the words, "that you'll be just fine. Now, let's get moving."

"Since when did you become a mindreader? I don't remember outright stating that I thought my rifle may have been transported. And as for you and your smartass comment, I was trained to be good at sniping so therefor a sniper rifle would happen to be the most important piece of my equiptment because in the real world, that's how shit works," he snarled.

"Alternatively we could take the elevator. Like we agreed to do several minutes ago. Tell you what, I'm going up. Everyone who gets in the elevator, gets in the elevator." Terrek turned and entered the elevator, pressing the button for the top floor, and turned to face the others. "Frankly, the only ones that I care about here are Kartosh and Skyler, and perhaps Mr. O. Come on, people, let's get going."

"Since when did you become a mindreader? I don't remember outright stating that I thought my rifle may have been transported.
OOC: Oh, hey, that wasn't in quotes.

I walked into the elevator. I wanted to get out and he was offering me a way. I set his rifle to his shoulder and finger on the trigger. You never know what could be at the top.

"Skyler you and whats his nuts stop bickering we got more important things" Joahn snapped before turning his attention else where to the elevator "I'm coming geez your not leaving me behind" He said walking over to and getting on the elevator but not before scavenging a rifle to use instead of his pistol. He waiting on the elevator for the others "Well lets kick some ass"

X checked the safety on his assault rifle as he slung the case on his back again. Handing Greywatch the HK MSG-90A1 sniper rifle and the extra ammo. "Take this. I've got a few surprises in here if anything gets too crazy." He patted the strap for the case.

((I gtg, i'll be back later *hugs all*))

OOC: If it's alright, I'm not going to take the elevator upstairs until tomorrow morning, thus allowing everyone the opportunity to get on. Sound good?

Maximus had the right idea, Mr.O would enter the elavator he would snatch his gear and roll out as soon as the elavator doors closed, then he would take a quick break and continue his Observation and hands on attention to them. He licked his lips.

Mr.O felt his charge stirring and heard what he assumed to be a knife failing to slice the mesh of his pack, which was made of the same material his armor was. He grabbed Maximus's hair and lifted him, taking the bladed instrument with the other. "Your cunning and dilligence speaks well of your race, my friend, but I will have no more of this." The words, encoded with high frequency data that only Belkans were receptive to, resonated with Maximus, and the new growth in his brain, convincing him that further disobedience of Mr.O was a bad idea.
Taking a farewell bite of the dead man, Mr.O wiped his mouth, resecured his ward, and walked onto the elevator, noticing the dip in the floor as he stepped in.

X called over to the rifle less solder, You can use my HK" he called, unsapping the rifle from its strap and holding it out. "7.62 high velocity depleated uranium, 20 round mag semi auto."

He took the weapon without a second thought, "Very nice weapon you got yourself here. Thanks." He turned off the safety and made sure he was used to the weight. Calling out his special command, his battlesuit soon rematerialized around his body, from the pouch on its side he took out the small sphere once more. He was sure no one would really care about what he was doing, he took the extra ammo offered to him and placed it on the ground, "Inventory expansion, seal away munitions. Keyword: Summon Peacekeeper Ammo." Immediately the sphere glowed blue and the ammunition dematerialized. He was all set now, he waled over to join the others in the elevator, eyeing Skylar carefully from behind his visor.

OOC: Belkaros, your character is just terrifying :)

Maximus apologized " Im sorry, i just want my things back, If you only would let me have a couple.." he hacked with his knife fast and hard the tritanium blade was moving pretty quick and he had cut a piece of the pack off instead of the mesh armor. he quickly rolled off the shoulder and landed just outside the door. He gave Mr.O a emotionless stare and quietly said " Thank you."

"That is not the correct response." said Mr.O, raising his arm towards Maximus, as if to catch him, but falling short by several feet. Instead, he lashed three tentacles from his sleeve towards him, two wrapping around his feet, pulling his weakened body to the ground. The other wrapped around his neck, then lifted him into the air.
"Your tenacity will be remembered, friend" said Mr.O as he slammed Maximus to the ground for the second time. This time, however, he did not stop with one blow, and instead hit him again and again off the ground, until he was sure that all four limbs, and probably several other bones, were shattered.

"That is not the correct response." said Mr.O, raising his arm towards Maximus, as if to catch him, but falling short by several feet. Instead, he lashed three tentacles from his sleeve towards him, two wrapping around his feet, pulling his weakened body to the ground. The other wrapped around his neck, then lifted him into the air.
"Your tenacity will be remembered, friend" said Mr.O as he slammed Maximus to the ground for the second time. This time, however, he did not stop with one blow, and instead hit him again and again off the ground, until he was sure that all four limbs, and probably several other bones, were shattered.

While typically he would be unmoved by such violence, this sparked something inside of the man's heart. Without thought he drops both his gun and using his hands ripped the tendrals apart before promptly press the button that would lead the group the top floor. He then picked the weapons back up without saying a word, in fact he didn't even look in Mr.O's direction. He just stood quietly waiting for the elevator to move.

Maximus's body was broken again, he was still broken from the last encounter. He had been put basically back where he was again, a broken wreck. His body shivering violently his end was quite near, and his body just couldnt take anymore blunt force trauma. He wanted to die, he was in constant pain since he had been hit the first time. " Finish me off now you animal!!!, My body asks this freedom, with my weapon may be the honor of my demise!" he yelled before the elavator door closed.

OCC: okay hes injured and sitting on the outside of the elevator.

OOC: if you want to die that badly I could mercy kill you

Johan began doing mental exercises in order to block out what was going on in the elevator. They were not as effective as they could be as what was going on kept distracting him. He tried harder and harder to block every thing out but it was not working but he continued on not paying any attention to every thing else.

OOC: if you want to die that badly I could mercy kill you

Johan began doing mental exercises in order to block out what was going on in the elevator. They were not as effective as they could be as what was going on kept distracting him. He tried harder and harder to block every thing out but it was not working but he continued on not paying any attention to every thing else.

OCC: edited post, he will just sit until he can recover to move, but if he is moved again or disturbed to much he will die.

The tentacle stumps slithered back into Mr.O's sleeve, their only trace being the occasional drop of blood falling from his sleeve. He focused the pain he felt from the loss towards his plans. Since he had recently eaten, they would grow back. He turned to the man who had maimed him.
"If you question my methods, a more appropriate forum than amputation is discussion. As I see it, I have just eliminated a threat to all of us. Please, feel free to discuss these things before you rip anything else of mine away."

The tentacle stumps slithered back into Mr.O's sleeve, their only trace being the occasional drop of blood falling from his sleeve. He focused the pain he felt from the loss towards his plans. Since he had recently eaten, they would grow back. He turned to the man who had maimed him.
"If you question my methods, a more appropriate forum than amputation is discussion. As I see it, I have just eliminated a threat to all of us. Please, feel free to discuss these things before you rip anything else of mine away."

"You're not human so you'll never understand, I do not require planning for all of my actions. It's a flaw, but I love it dearly. The threat he posed was minimal as soon as he left the elevator, what you felt like doing was bringing unnessicary suffering for reason I cannot fathom. When I feel that words will have a greater effect than action, I will let you know. It seems that you and I will need to prove to each other that we can function as one," he said to the monstrosity. Never before had he felt such emotion. It was different, and dangerous, this was not the time or the place to be feeling. "Since none of you seem to know, I will now offer you information about myself, this should be a happy ocassion for Sky, who has been trying to milk this from me for awhile. So here's my announcement: I have no name. I have no origin. I just am. I am what I have always been, better. Take that info and do with it what you will."

OOC: Alright I'm done for tonight, cya guys tommorrow.

Maximus's head was against the button to turn the elevator on, but he refuesed using the dim light of the panel he weakly grabbed his bag of equipment. He thought himself while screaming in his mind " Lets see...what..have.."

two tranq darts

tranq/stunner pistol

Stun stick(useful against someone soon

Warpath assault rifle, three nets loaded under barrely, five magazines, seven round left in current mag. He was somewhat glad he could defend himself.

Animal chain repaired.

two days worth of rations " damn" he thought to himself, and he checked his last two grenades. His helmet still said static in his ears, he just sat there in the darkness and light glow of the button. He decided to sleep, not caring if something ate him in the darkness, he just didnt want to be concius at the moment.

OCC: will be on in like 1 or 1 1/3 hours.

Scared from the man almost noticing him he took small sneaky steps, he followed the people and watched the events that unfolded around these people. He kept moving quietly until he deemed it safe to de-cloak. He studied all the people but he kept his eye on the large man. Well man was'nt the right word, he was more like a genticly engineered jugernuat of death.

After walking behind Terrek's group of people he hesitated as he looked at the Cloak charge meter on his HUD.

Damn it all, looks like I might have to reveal myself yet he though to himself

Well I need rations maybe they have some

He decloaked a good distance behind them and called "Hello? IS someone there?"

Bump

Maximus loaded a fresh magazine in his assault rifle and pointed it towards the sound. He sounded the main call to whoever entered his perimeter " Sound off!" ( whos there)

OCC: you couldnt be there, there in a small elavator, so i assume your at the entrance, where my badly injured charecter is lying against the wall.

OOC: If your with Tereks group then ya i'd be there then if not im behind them.

OCC: Mr.O(the huge juggernaut) bashed my guy against the ground, i escaped just as the elavator closed, there in the elevator going up, and my guy is next to the button trying to recover, he heard your call.

"Oh shit, are you ok!" He said as he ran to the injured man.

Maximus, as any good Calaverian would do, waiting for his animal to come to him, as soon as he got close he fired his net gun underneath his rifle, the net flung out to engulf the man, Maximus kept his aim at the person, he was more interested on what speacias the person was, he ready'ed his animal change.

OCC: Calaverians are scientist-warriors they obersve worlds and there troops are sort of like hunters-scientist. He would make a pet out of your chair or disect him(like they do to most races) he could be considered crazy, but for th sake of the rp i wouldnt kill your guy, but i would have some fun.

"Ahhh, what the Fuck!" He said as the net engulfed him.
"What the hell was that for, I ask if your Ok and then you shoot me with a net, oh god damn." Elendil said angrily. "What the fuck do you think I am some kind of animal, waiting to be caught?!"

OOC: Oblivionates hate being caged or captured. If theres one thing any of them cant stand it's slavery, and prisoners.

Maximus crawled up to him holding a knife, hushing him down "shhhh...shhhhh" he whispered bringing the knife to the man's throat. " Be a good boy."

"Be a good boy, WHAT do I LOOK LIKE A DOG, to you!? What do you FUCKING want from me?

Maximus began running his hand down his chest. " I want everything you see, just be quiet" he said as he was preparing his animal chain. " Please be quiet now, that's a good boy." His eyes were crazy as any Calaverian.

OCC: i dont know your chars name, and ill let your guy escape if he wants to be held prisoner for a lil while.

"OK, OK, OK. What's with the fucking chain?! Alright. Just uhhh, let me out of the net here, and uhhh, holy shit look at your fucking ribs. Listen let me outta here, and I'll patch you up OK. I'm not into the whole chain thing." He said.

Quietly he thought about using his energy blade to free himself and then cut the man to pieces, but for now it seemed best to go peaceful. And he was after all very hungry and battle fatigued.

OOC: His name is 2nd Lieutanat Elendil Beowulf.

Maximus smiled his white teeth shined in the darkness " Oh, its okay, I should heal quite quickly" he said as he reached through and the metal chain shot out around the mans neck, as he did this he pulled out a syringe, it was a type of tranqilizer weak enough to knock him out for two minutes. " Stay still shhh...shhh" he said. He would have to feed his new pet, so he would save one of his rations.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, I don't like where that needles going. OK that's it man!" He Roared bloody vengance as he activaed the energy blade, cut through the material and stood up, pointing the blade, at the crazy man. "I don't know who you think you are but you picked the wrong Oblivionate to Fuck with!"

He was tired of this animals incompetance. " Hey that's BAD!!!" the tritanium Animal-chain tightend in on intself around the man's neck as he drew his stun pistol. " Now just lay down there and everything will be just fine, I dont want to make you uncomfortable." his eyes had red viens running through them.

OCC: Calaverians are a evolved version of a human, and expect this kind of treatment from all of them.

He looked at the man angrily. In an instant he drew his Guass pistol with his spare hand and aimed at the mans head. "You Take this damned chain off of me or i'll blow your brains all over the damned walls." He said angrily

Maximus still smiled, he attached the chain to his arm, and then pulled a shrapnel grenade from his chest and pulled the pin and held it " We can both go if you would like to, im far past pain haha" he nodded as he spoke, his black helmet glinted some light. " You hungry boy? you look tired."

He looked at the grenade....Defeated he sat down.
"Fine I'll eat but I'm not your damned pet." He took off his battle helmet, which then revealed the fact that he was indeed human. Or at least Human looking. He had striking features, A smooth handsome face which bore a scar on his left cheek, he had very fair skin, and light blonde hair, and a pair of deep blue eyes.

Regardless if he was human, he was still considerd an animal, as were all other creatures of the universe to the Calaverians. Still holding the grenade he walked up and inserted the syringe into his shoulder " Everything is going to be fine, trust me." He threw the needle away and moved Elendils weapons away. He got out a ration he was preparing it for him, it was another Calaverian burger, probably some casuality of a firefight with other animals, rememberd to put the pin back on the grenade. "two minutes" he thought as he worked quickly.

Elendil felt himself drift into unconsiousness. His suit injected what wake up stims in to him that it could, but to no avail. He kept semi-conciousness throught the time he was supposed to be incapacitated. He managed to pick up on a few things that his "Master" was saying or doing.

Elendil would awake to Maximus petting his blonde hair and the warm hamburger in front of him, followed by canteen of cold water. " Go ahead, eat up." He smiled curiusly, running his hands through the soft blonde hair "what a fine speciame" he thought to himself.

OCC: gtg now

"Don't pet me." He said as he chowed hungrily on the burger and drained the whole canteen. "Wait, where's my weapons?" He asked suspiciously

OOC: Well what ever, post when you get a chance.

Sky. Skyler could live with that. She and Kartosh watched as the Calaveran was brutally beaten again. "It's nothing less than what he deserves," she said to the group at large, "if given the chance, he'd kill us all or take us prisoner. And they dissect their prisoners. Alive." She spoke to everyone, but particularly to the sniper. The Calaveran deserved no mercy.
Kartosh looked around at the assorted beings sharing this small elevator space with him. Terrek, no-name sniper, Mr. O, Joahn, that Raptor thing, and, of course, Skyler. There had definitly been more than that on the planet. He wondered about the others, like that machine. Had it died? Was it merely elsewhere?

The machine had inexplicably appeared in the elevator shaft, currently hooked on tightly to the top of the lift. Could the electromagnetic motors that propelled it in this shaft actually move it? Below, it could hear voices murmering. The occasional shout. It sidled over to a trapdoor, and noted the electrical lock on it. A few seconds later, the lock clicked open as it wirelessly hacked into the lift systems, disabling the emergancy cutout that would happen when opened. In addition, it shut off the security systems it had sensed when atop the lift. All were surprisingly primative: if this had been his adopted homeworld, then there would have been AI constructs of at least Level 2.1 intelligence. Over on that planet, he was rated after modifications as a Level 9.2 intelligence. This was only surpassed by dedicated supercomputers on that planet. And with such potential, he had been 'banned' under the AI acts of some countries upon that planet, which stated that anything over 3.9 was hazardous. They were normally the less advanced nations.

It moved it's body in, just fitting through, while still holding on outside with the limbs.
"Sorry, but until you learn to defend yourself from very angry hoards of whatever's out there, you won't be rid of me. And for those wondering what's going on: someone has a transferrance device, and seems they want to play with us. Hopefully the Mu Cephians, but then... still, I hope you're all ready to face what dangers are coming up. I'd say floor 37 if I were you: that way, you don't get to miss out."

"Could be worse, they'd want to dissect us more if we had some sort of rare condition" Johan said to Skyler as he stopped attempting mental exercises. Live dissections of people usually in this day and age for any barbaric species he would think would only do it for something they don't understand like some complex or rare illness. It made him think about medical conditions that had appeared since genetic engineering became a commonality of daily life back home. While things like the common cold or less active strains of the flu couldn't effect some one that badly any more rare genetic conditions some times appeared as random anomalies of the genetic engineering process.

He shook his head " Somewhere you can't get them, dont worry I didnt throw them away." He ate his last ration of pasta and was feeling good enough to travel, however he walked with a bad limp and his face changed expressions because of the pain. " Time to go" he said hitting the button and slightly pulling the animal-chain towards him, whistling to Elendil.

Sky. Skyler could live with that. She and Kartosh watched as the Calaveran was brutally beaten again. "It's nothing less than what he deserves," she said to the group at large, "if given the chance, he'd kill us all or take us prisoner. And they dissect their prisoners. Alive." She spoke to everyone, but particularly to the sniper. The Calaveran deserved no mercy.
Kartosh looked around at the assorted beings sharing this small elevator space with him. Terrek, no-name sniper, Mr. O, Joahn, that Raptor thing, and, of course, Skyler. There had definitly been more than that on the planet. He wondered about the others, like that machine. Had it died? Was it merely elsewhere?

"Ive been put through it once, not like a second time will make a difference," he said to her coldly, "Hate me all you want, question me all you want, I don't expect you to understand."

The machine had inexplicably appeared in the elevator shaft, currently hooked on tightly to the top of the lift. Could the electromagnetic motors that propelled it in this shaft actually move it? Below, it could hear voices murmering. The occasional shout. It sidled over to a trapdoor, and noted the electrical lock on it. A few seconds later, the lock clicked open as it wirelessly hacked into the lift systems, disabling the emergancy cutout that would happen when opened. In addition, it shut off the security systems it had sensed when atop the lift. All were surprisingly primative: if this had been his adopted homeworld, then there would have been AI constructs of at least Level 2.1 intelligence. Over on that planet, he was rated after modifications as a Level 9.2 intelligence. This was only surpassed by dedicated supercomputers on that planet. And with such potential, he had been 'banned' under the AI acts of some countries upon that planet, which stated that anything over 3.9 was hazardous. They were normally the less advanced nations.

It moved it's body in, just fitting through, while still holding on outside with the limbs.
"Sorry, but until you learn to defend yourself from very angry hoards of whatever's out there, you won't be rid of me. And for those wondering what's going on: someone has a transferrance device, and seems they want to play with us. Hopefully the Mu Cephians, but then... still, I hope you're all ready to face what dangers are coming up. I'd say floor 37 if I were you: that way, you don't get to miss out."

"And another freak joins the group I see. Don't you worry, I can defend myself just fine," the man said, indifferent to the machine overhead.

"Don't whistle at me. I'm not somekind of pet ok, I'm a real person with real feelings! Oh in the name of the Creator, why me? Why me?" He cursed angrily as he was pulled by that horrid chain.

"Could be worse, they'd want to dissect us more if we had some sort of rare condition"
"To them, not being a Calaveran is excuse enough to dissect you," she told him. "Even other humans."
"Hate me all you want, question me all you want, I don't expect you to understand."
"You are helpful to the ones who would kill you in an instant yet hostile to those who would rather help than hurt. You are a very strange being, Mr. Sniper, and I think you are correct in saying that I do not, nor ever will, understand you."
Kartosh looked up at the machine. Speak of the devil.
"I don't think the Mu Cephians did this," he said, "someone else, somewhere, has a hand in this."

"Be careful in your assumption, I may have fired the first shot but I offered a hand to make ammends. As a reward for my friendly action I got a gun pointed at me, three times," he responded coldly.

"If you remove any more of my body, you will have far more unpleasant things than guns aimed at you, sniper." said Mr.O. Turning to the construct who had dropped from the cieling, he said "You, Machina. Have you any ability to repair this?" He asked, holding the recharge capacitor for his beam weapons out. "It has some minor damage that I am unable to repair, and when functional will recharge my weapons as I move, increasing my combat efficiency by an estimated 30%, and thus our group survival viability by a third."

X calmly layed the case on the elevator floor. popping it open to reveal its contents. The object seemed to be a small armory. with a bundle on one side. He removed a sleek helmet and set it on the side. Stripping down before he slipped leg pieces on. each piece manually clasping down over his scaled body. He bore no apparent genitals. Blue stripe markings running down his back and tail. Locking together piece after piece of armor until at last he placed the helmet over his head. With a click and a snap it was secure, and a soft hiss came from hidden vents as the suit sealed itself. His voice now had a metallic tune to it. as he clipped his ammo into built in pouches.

"Nameless, I to was created for my purpose. My planets military created me near the end of a hundred year long war. When the war ended, there was nothing left. No plants, no oceans. The planet was dead." He paused, apparently unphased by the appearance of the machine. He activated the suits neural link, connecting the suits sensors directly to his brain. Clipping the rifle to himself once again, as well as the thigh pouch on the right side. He closed the case, which bore two more rifles, One appeared to be a .50 cal, the other, something bigger. He attached his bayonet to a clip on his chest as he closed the case.

Turning to look at Mr. O His suit bio sensors much stronger than his built in ones he scanned the creatures physiology thoroughly. "I would request that you atleast give reasonable warning before maiming someone. I don't want to have to shoot you by mistake."

"I should be able to. If you can just pass it to me."
Two arms dropped into the lift, one grasping the object and the other deploying a delicate assortment of tools mounted on hundreds of minature arms. It lifted up the object, grasping it in its 4-fingered hand, and held it close to an indent in the smooth shell, where the visual complexes were located. A few seconds later, and it had examined the object thoroughly.

"A kinetic device, utilising a magnet lubricated by a nickel-based magnetorheological fluid inside a superconducting coil... ferric?"
There was a whirring from one of the tiny tools.
"Yes. And to provide extra power to the...ceramic capactior bank, which powers the weapon. With piezoelectric coating to extract extra power, and very durable yet microscopic power transferral with germanium nano-structures impregnated with various elements, all controlled by a basic system. A very useful piece of kit. Its a shame that part isn't working, which would appear to be... here we go. It appears that a large abhrasion along this while it was not in a protective casing cut through the skin of this and destroyed a sizeable amount of the energy transferrance circuitry. Enough for it to cut off the power from the rest of it and alert you to its need for repair. Still, not that bad, if you have small enough devices to repair such an object."

There was a quiet humming, followed by a hiss as the case was heat sealed, before it took the unit and shook it, terminals facing inwards. A few adjustments later, and it nodded.

"It should work just about now. At about 87 percent of factory efficiency, due to the loss of fluid. In addition, I made a few 'modifications'. It will have lowered capacity, yes, but a faster energy upload and download time, allowing for more powerful shots. It also has a nano-chip installed now which will stop the nasty little defect they have of exploding when overcharged or shorted. I prefer electromagnetic radiation charging systems, such as the quantumn dot matrix that is my primary power source, with two backup systems in case I should find myself in some place very cold. Just be careful with that."

It dropped the unit back down, before it removed its arms from the elevator car. "Don't forget the protective casing!"

"Many thanks, machina." said Mr.O as he opened his chest armor, revealing several more folded tentacles, scars and mechanical components, along with an odor akin to rust and blood. He unlocked a compartment in his flesh and slid in the unit, sealing it with a faint pnuematic hiss. He closed his armor and watched the numbers indicating their current floor illuminate and die, one by one as the elevator headed to its destination. Turning to X, he said "There is more to me than meets even your electronic eyes, my Empire has seen to that. I will attempt to give you more warning when I deem it nescissary to destroy a threat, I would hate to see you become one."

"Believe me, if i intended myself as a threat. You would be dead by now." He stated coldly. He carried himself unlike a trained soldier. Every motion served a purpose, every action was measured and controlled. "I'm not so naive to think you don't have some kind of orders. Governments generally don't let engineered weapons on too long of a leash. Be careful not to reach its limit too fast, you'll get choked." He continued rummaging in his case. Systematically gripping the weapons grip on each weapon in his case. The weapon dematerializing and slipping into wrist points on his armor. He did this unto he was left with only his assault rifle and an empty case.

"I just hope we don't encounter anything too big... I don't feel like fighting another Apocalypse mech today..."

"If you remove any more of my body, you will have far more unpleasant things than guns aimed at you, sniper." said Mr.O. Turning to the construct who had dropped from the cieling, he said "You, Machina. Have you any ability to repair this?" He asked, holding the recharge capacitor for his beam weapons out. "It has some minor damage that I am unable to repair, and when functional will recharge my weapons as I move, increasing my combat efficiency by an estimated 30%, and thus our group survival viability by a third."

"Why do you bother speaking of effieciency when you threaten a person who has deaf ears to your useless words. If you think you can kill me, you are wrong. There are many things you do not know or understand about me, while I, know enough about you already. An example is that you seem to enjoy flesh, that is a flaw, also you believe you are superior, that is another flaw. I am neither, I never hunger nor do I claim to be all powerful, but I do know how to recognize strength, which by my standards is something you will need more of to take me on."

"Can we just calm down in here people? I don't care who the strongest person is for the moment, but what I can tell you lot is that I'm the one currently integrated into the lift controls. An 'accident' could mean that the magenetic fields currently moving this elevator, which is only just within an operational bracket, suddenly decides that it wants to change direction. Fast. Could be a drop of tens of metres. Hundreds of metres maybe. Kilometres? Wouldn't surprise me. Anyway, I don't think the emergancy brakes will work after this hypothetical 'accident', due to another contribution by me, so survival is minimal at least.

So stop bickering and shut up. Or I will do it."

He paused the lift's motion for a moment, before allowing it to continue upwards, making sure all felt the jolt.

X's phrasing illiceted more emotion. This time, humor. A deep, growling laugh eminated from somewhere deep in Mr.O's body, filling the elevator with its cold mirth. "The honorable Imperium has no leash on me, at least not at this time. They simply have given me a few entertaining ideas, and the freedom to progress towards them in any way I see fit." His humor died with a firing of the active surpressors. "As to my flaws, sniper, you may want to keep watching. The needs of my body and the desires of my mind are not at all alike, but I do not think this is the time or place for a pissing contest," his humor returned, and the hideous grin came with it, "the smell would be atrocious."

X's phrasing illiceted more emotion. This time, humor. A deep, growling laugh eminated from somewhere deep in Mr.O's body, filling the elevator with its cold mirth. "The honorable Imperium has no leash on me, at least not at this time. They simply have given me a few entertaining ideas, and the freedom to progress towards them in any way I see fit." His humor died with a firing of the active surpressors. "As to my flaws, sniper, you may want to keep watching. The needs of my body and the desires of my mind are not at all alike, but I do not think this is the time or place for a pissing contest," his humor returned, and the hideous grin came with it, "the smell would be atrocious."

The man, lost in deep thought, blankly stared at the door through his visor and didn't even hear the remark made to him. He though only of his life, the endless horros he had experienced, the wars he had participated in, the way everything changed around him as he remained the same. Suddenly the elevator began to spin and he became dizzy. "Emergency! Emergency!" The a voice called out from his suit, loud enough for everyone to hear, "Mental activity failing! Hibernation activated, unlocking regeneration abilities!" The suit suddenly deactivated, dematerializing around his body. He dropped his weapons and his body went limp and collsaped unconscious.

"Be careful in your assumption, I may have fired the first shot but I offered a hand to make ammends. As a reward for my friendly action I got a gun pointed at me, three times,"
"A mere smile and handshake does not assure trust," Skyler hissed. "especially to a potential enemy. If I was that naive I would be dead by now. You only dig yourself deeper by continuing to open your mouth."
Kartosh leaned his head against the wall as the entire elevator jolted. "Great Qonn," he muttered, "we're all going to die. The only question is who will fire the first shot?"
Then the sniper fell to the floor, knocked out by his own armor. For a moment Skyler just stared at him, then kneeled and felt for a pulse. He was alive, but apparently he had been though too much mental strain, activating some sort of failsafe built into that suit of his. She shrugged to herself and stood. The elevator was cramped enough, and she was tempted to stand on top of him, but this would probably be objected to. Kartosh silently hoisted the man onto his back, grunting under the effort. They would reach their destination soon, and the mercenaries had the feeling that Mr. No-name would be most unhappy to be left out of whatever came next. Besides, in a pinch, he could always be used as a human shield.

"Perhaps we should strike while the iron is hot," said Mr.O, referring to the unconscious man. "We could take his armor off and kill him, or at least reduce his combat effeciency." He nudged the man with his foot, recieving no response. He slid a tentacle from under his trenchcoat to the clasps of the man's helmet and began to fumble with the clasps, while sending out a few more to explore different access points.

"Watch it! I don't want tentacle sushi in here."

"No," Skyler gently but firmly pushed the exploring tendrils away, "we can't afford it. We still don't know who he is, so if we kill him, any buddies he might have will come after us. And if we injure him or steal his weapons, it'll just make him pissed off and he'll come back later."
Kartosh didn't say anything. He was all for killing the man, but Skyler surely had some kind of reason for keeping him alive, and he followed her lead.
OOC: Greywatch, I can't actually think of that many convincing reasons for keeping your character alive when he's so perfectly helpless...

"Perhaps we should strike while the iron is hot,"

"Thus far this man has fired at us and refused our goodwill. It would be prudent to eliminate the threat now, while it is a simple matter."

"The unit cohesiveness is comforting, but I question this man's loyalty. Let us at least view his face, perhaps we can ascertain his identity." said Mr.O, all but the helmet tentacle dissapearing.

Terrek nodded and drew his weapon. "Mr. O, if you would be so kind?"

X calmly clicked the safety off on his assault rifle. "I will take responsibility for this man. Do not harm him. I understand the reasons for his actions. When you've known nothing your entire life except the din of a battle and the feel of blood on your hands. It becomes all that you are. He may have been hostile. but look at it from his perspective. He didn't know who you were, all he knew is that you were armed and outnumbered him." He turned to look at Mr. O, His helmet was faceless and sleek over his head, bearing no apparent viewplate. "I would kindly ask that you remove your tentacles."

"He will undoubtedly be useful to our goals. If nothing else than another pair of hands not actively trying to kill us. I'd like to keep it that way."

X with armor on (http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/165/a/1/PULVIS_RAPTOR_by_shadowhacker7.jpg)

Skyler bit her lip. "Alright, I did not recognize him when I saw him, but one of you may have better luck." Nodding to Kartosh, she stepped back. Kartosh gratefully dumped the limp form of the sniper onto the floor to allow Mr. O to continue his work.

Mr.O unsealed the helmet and slid it off, revealing the wearer's face. He slid back his appendage before any harm could come to it, and looked at the face, which, unfortunatley, he did not recognize.

X also, did not recognize the mans face. "I haven't met him before." He said simply, clicking the safety back on his rifle. He noted that the elevator was passing the 30th floor.

"When you've known nothing your entire life except the din of a battle and the feel of blood on your hands. It becomes all that you are. He may have been hostile. but look at it from his perspective. He didn't know who you were, all he knew is that you were armed and outnumbered him."

"Yes, yes, battle becomes your life, taking lives is all you know, and so forth. Trust me, I know. But that doesn't excuse his actions or his hostility. When I came upon the kitsune, I approached them as a friendly. Why? Because I didn't feel it was necessary to attack and kill two people simply because they were armed and outnumbered me. Granted, I could have. It would have been a simple matter to pick them off, standing where they were.

This man never considered options other than the direct application of force, and for this reason he must be considered a threat. I ask that you stand aside and allow us to remove that threat."

"If it comes to that i will personally end his existance. For all you know he could have been following orders at the time. Now those orders have obviously changed or else he would have continued trying to kill you all."

"If it comes to that i will personally end his existance. For all you know he could have been following orders at the time. Now those orders have obviously changed or else he would have continued trying to kill you all."

After a moment's thought, Terrek holstered the weapon. "I'm putting a great deal of trust in you. Do not let the group down."

He noted that the elevator was passing the 30th floor.

OOC: Seriously, are we good to get off the elevator now?

"You're not killing him, and that's final. And before you worry about that, I can assure you that he won't be a threat."

The machine withdrew itself from the elevator interior, before deploying three of its arms. They shot out, lightly grasped the body, before yanking it out of the elevator and onto the roof. It closed the trapdoor behind it, the hiss of it locking behind him.

"Don't try to get him now: if you open that hatch you'll disable the lift. And end up stranded. He's staying up here until he's conscious."

The machine pinned down the man with a pair of limbs, lightly yet also immovably. Using its sensory units, it began trying to diagnose from its memory what was actually wrong. Lacking any medical experience with humans, it gave up after a few milliseconds, and contented itself with waiting.

OOC: His armor dematerialized so it'd be hard to remove his helmet when it isn't even there. And dont worry Xis, I was waiting for more people to respond to the new situation before adding a new post, timeing is everything ;)

"Well well... What do you know, he finally gave out," A new voice called out. Its source was from the man's mouth but it was not his, this voice was different, it sounded like that of someone who was insane. "Heh, look at you Redemption, so popular all of a sudden. Oh wait, what did you say? You had no name? How stupid, of course you have a name, plenty of them really. Redemption, Red, Murderer, Demon, Crimson... the list just keeps going!" He pushed away from the others sliding over to the door, smiling and baring his teeth in an animalistic manner. "It sucks doesn't it you pussy?" He said speaking to no one in particualar, "Yes! I'm refering to you buddy boy, the one who thinks he's in control. You think you fell over for no reason? Hell NO! I'm the reason! I've been trying to take over since your creation, I told you to kill the girl. You didn't listen did you? Obviously not! But at least she'd your friend, 'friend.' How silly, they'll all kill you someday. ALl of 'em, why do you need friends when you have me?!" The new voice rambled on quickly before suddenly stopping, "I am so fucking hard right now. I wanna kill something, someone, somewhere." Suddenly he stabbed himself in the eye with his fingers, senting out a spray of blood. "I don't need you. Fuck off and give me back what's mine." Redemptions voice called out. "Red? What the hell are you do-" The second voice suddenly stopped. "You are going to stop this game. Now," Redemption said as he removed his fingers from his empty socket which had already stopped bleeding. He looked around the elevator, if they didn't trust him before they were gonna think he was freak now. "Perhaps some explanations are in order," Redemption said, "Yes, perhaps it can't be hidden any longer."

X blinked inside his armor, not sure what to do with the man now.

O appreciated the ironic humor of the situation, this group of small creatures debating the merits of killing or sparing this man, when he was determined to kill them all. That would come later. For now there was the matter of the raving lunatic who had just called himself Redemption. Mr.O readied his beam saber, unsure what to expect from this man.
OOC-Out for now, will be back around 9 PM- Eastern Standard

"Yes, perhaps it can't be hidden any longer."

Terrek shrugged. "Could be worse. Certainly isn't the worst thing I've seen. But yes, please, if you don't mind: what in the fuck is going on here?"

"I believe some talk is in order, 'Redemption.'" said Skyler, looking at his blood-stained face. Kartosh glanced around, it seemed to be taking some time for the elevator to ascend to the thirtie-seventh floor.

I felt the rifle. Making sure he was adjusted to the weight and feel of it.
I doubt if anyone of these people would risk themselves for my sake. I thought to myself. I at least need to make an aqutense or someone to protect me if I got injured. They were going to be arriving soon. He need to work quick. But they were noone who looked like an ally. They looked like they would just worry about themselves. Well it was worth a shot.
"Hi."

((OOC: posting order would help keep this organized >.> ))

OOC: Yeah, actually. Greywatch, I do want to know the backstory, but can we put that on the back burner for the sake of plot advancement?

He looked around at the faces as the stared at him. "Well how would I begin? Its been... Wow, I've never told my story to anyone actually. I suppose the last 7000 years haven't been kind to me. At least, not all kind." His stabbed eye began to regenerate, it was an odd spectacle to behold. Were one of his eyes looked like in human eye, except for the unatual red color, his other eye was different. The was no white, what would be the 'white of his eye' was a solid jet black, in the center of the blackness was a red circle with an orange ring around it. "As you all can probably tell, I am far from normal. In fact, far from it, but I don't need to say that. Do I? Normal doesn't really exist, at least not in our group. But more imporatantly, the thing that you just saw wasn't me, well not all of me at least. It was Aggression, the Avatar of Aggression to be exact, I'll go into more about that later. The only thing that's important right now is that you know, I'm Elden, if any of you have come into contact with an Ultimatum Archive and bothered to research thoroughly, you may know what that is. We are- we were a special group a humans that lived a long time ago, as far as I know I'm the last of my kind." He stopped, they probably had no idea what he was talking about, "Nevermind, this is too difficult to expain and I don't feel like waisting any more of your time with my worthless life story." There was a 'ding' noise as the elevator doors opened behind him. "Perhaps I should leave you all be, chances are you'd be safer without me," he said stepping off and walking away slowly. "I wish you all luck."

X had to process what the man said. 7000 years? Could he be serious? He stepped out of the elevator, assault rifle secured to his shoulder and up, safety off as he scanned the room for anything. "Your telling me you've been alive for 7000 years?" He asked.

X had to process what the man said. 7000 years? Could he be serious? He stepped out of the elevator, assault rifle secured to his shoulder and up, safety off as he scanned the room for anything. "Your telling me you've been alive for 7000 years?" He asked.

"My people weren't called the Elden because it sounded good. We were famous, and infamous for our unnatually long life spans. The primary difference between a normal human and an Elden is that we take energy from the world around us, directly from the world around us. Its how we stay alive. And for about 3000 years I was trapped in a dormant state deep inside a volcanic cavern, plenty of energy, and it made me resistant to extreme changes in heat. Needless to say, I can be killed, it just wouldn't be easy." He stopped waling away, perhaps if this group really wanted to learn more about him he should teach them.

Maximus whistled as they went up in the elevator, the terminal on the door showed there was a another elevator, but it had stopped about the same time the began there rising. Maximus turned to his new freind, Elendil. " Once we get out of here, were gonna go home, I got a house on some land you could play and mate on." he smiled.

"7000? takes a long life to a new extreme, the oldest person where i am from is 127, average life span is about 93 years thanks to genetic engineering" Johan said as he got off the elevator looking around at where they were "So what now?"

Skyler closed her eyes as she digested the information Redemption had told them. Seven thousand years. There were other, older people, but not many. She had heard that the average biological sentient memory began to degrade at around 300 years, but as the man had said, he was far from normal, and not, in contrast to all appearances, human. No wonder he was so irritable. Anyone would be after three thousand years inside a volcano. But technically, she noted, this made him only five thousand years old in mind, because he had been "dormant."
"It dosen't matter how tough you are," she said to him, "stick with us, and you're that much more likely to survive. We can handle your inner demons, as they were. Go if you want, but think before doing so."
It wasn't a statement of trust, and it certainly wasn't an apology, but it was as close as Skyler would get.

Kartosh didn't believe this man was the last of his kind. Not that he was lying, but anything that could survive three thousand years inside a volcano was pretty tough to kill. And he had never, ever heard of an entire species going extinct. One of the unwritten laws of the universe was that somewhere out there, some like you had slipped though the cracks, whether it be from xenocide, disease or natural disaster. Still, his old age and toughness didn't trouble Kartosh. If he had to kill the bastard he was confident that he could, if it came to that. So he came out of the elevator, Repeater swiviling, alert for any enemy.

Bringing the Mu Cepheian rifle to his shoulder, Terrek activated his F-IR* amps and stepped out of the elevator. It looked clear, but he wasn't about to let his guard down. He beckoned to the rest, "Looks clear."

He dropped to a knee, covering a hallway. The video tape he picked up in that clearing dug into his ribs, reminding him of its existence. He pulled it from his pocket while maintaining his concentration on the hallway he was watching, and waved it in the air. "Hey, people. If anybody sees a player for this, we should perhaps stop to watch this."

He turned his head towards Redemption. "Well? Last survivor of an ancient race? Are you with us, or are you leaving?"

*(OOC: For those that don't know, i.e. those who aren't familiar with the finer points with the energy spectrum, F-IR is the abbreviation for far infrared, which is where light approaches the microwave frequency; essentially [and as a gross oversimplification], it's seeing heat. N-IR is the abbreviation for near infrared, which is light just outside our visible range; it's what most major militaries use to see at night with NOD, resulting in that greenish view.)

Maximus cracked his fingers, snapping some of them into place, it was painful, but neccessary. The elevator rose and just kept rising till it had reached its destination, which seemed like miles in the building. He exited the elevator with Elendil, and detached his leash and said " You can go run around for a little while, but i suggest you come back, for I have all your weapons and carry a weapon myself. He smiled and gave Elendil his helmet. Maximus then moved out of the elevator, he could see the other party up ahead. " five hundred yards, I estimate." he said as he began to jog, his rifle up.

"I guess I might as well stay, if you all are actually okay with having a monster like me around," he said with a smile, one of the first honest smiles he'd had in a while. He placed his hand over his face so that only his regenerated eye was showing. Its ominous gaze peirced the group but instead of people he saw only blackness with grouped clumps of white light. Keeping the one eye exposed he turned and looked around. "This area is clear, completely clear. At least of anything other than us that could be deemed as: 'alive.'" Then he detected something and spun around, "Scratch that, something's coming. Two lifesigns."

Under his breath he growled " Im coming you animal bastards..." his heart thumbed as he went from jogging to a sprint, the darkness engulfing him, he brought his assault rifle up"..Closing in....closing in, left flank" he thuoght as he smashed to the left. He checked his net gun and rounds with just the touch of his fingers.

"Times like this I wish I was one of those one in one billion chance people with Vampire Syndrome, that genetic condition gives you some of the best night vision in the galaxy" Johan said barely able to see in front of him so he stuck close to the others. Most likely some one would ask what Vampire Syndrome was however he couldn't provide in depth details of it.

Finding the man's story strangley compelling, and understanding the infinite value of the man's wisdom, Mr.O comforted him. "None of us fall too far outside of the 'monster' category here," he said, placing a gigantic hand on his shoulder, as he had seen his Belkan comrades do after a difficult battle.

He heard the warning, drew his beam rifle, and aimed at Maximus. His tenacity was truly astounding, and Mr.O commended him for it. He squared his sights on Maximus, but before he fired, he yelled for him to stop.

The protien inhibitor webbing in Maximus's brain had fully developed, and Mr.O's command resonated with him as if it were his mother commanding him, urging him in all seriousness and intent to stop, like he were playing in traffic and in serious danger.

Maximus suddenly fell to the ground and slid a couple feet on the cold building's floor. He got up and with crazy eyes reached for the trigger of his assault rifle, planning on blanketing the party with 8.62 trtianium rounds, and taking the survivors. He tried hard, but his finger just wouldnt pull the trigger he just sat there with the rifle aimed at them, but not being able to fire.

"Calm yourself, hunter. Yes, thats right, lower your weapon. It will be alright." cooed Mr.O, as well as a monster of his ilk could coo. "Now, release your current prisoner and join us. It is for the best."

Redemption walked over to the man and repeated the line he'd said in the lobby while taking his weapon, "and this is mine now." He smiled and picked up the rifle, "I am so gonna put this thing to good use."

Maximus kept Mr.O in his sights " What have you done to me monster!!!, I am careing about pulling this trigger because of you why!?" he began to cry and fell to his knees his face in his hands, his helmet shining when any light hit it.

Skyler looked down at the sobbing man in disgust. "Can I please just shoot him? Calaverans, scum of the galaxy." Her hand rested on her pistol. Kartosh looked on in amusment, nevertheless going to the man who had been the Calaveran's prisoner. "Are you okay?" he asked him, breaking the chain around his neck with a machette from his belt.

"The price of your life, hunter, is this subserviance. Deep within your brain, a fine mesh of nanomachines have coated several important receptors. You will know this feeling as long as we are together, and whenever you hear certain Belkans speak, so when we part ways, you will once again be free. But know this: your prematurley ending my life will cause the nanomachines to clot bloodflow to your brain, killing you instantly." said Mr.O, willing Maximus to rise again.
"Do not harm him, he is now under my command." said Mr.O to Skyler

"Then again maybe it wouldn't be so great" Johan said referring to the fact that Vampire syndrome left a person unable to produce there own blood and had to replace it constantly every day. Looking at the others fighting amongst each other he wondered what the infighting would ultimately do "You know, keep it up with the fighting between all of us and we will just destroy our selves and never get out of here"

Maximus " I am taken by the very thing I hunted..." he stood up, noticing his rifle was gone he turned with anger in his eyes. " Just because I am with your group, dosnt mean a damn thing." He began walking towards the man, and drawing his tranq pistol. " My weapon, now."

"Alright," said Skyler, standing down, "but that," she snatched the Calaveran's tranquilizer pistol from his hands, "is mine, thank you." She examined it for a moment before sticking the gun into her belt.

"Alright," said Skyler, standing down, "but that," she snatched the Calaveran's tranquilizer pistol from his hands, "is mine, thank you." She examined it for a moment before sticking the gun into her belt.

Redemption looked at her with amusement. "Your learning quickly from me, who knows? You may very well be one of my decendants with that attitude."

Quickly Maximus searched for something, two grenades and his stun stick, he quickly drew them, the top of the stick folding out, lighting a small area with light as it lanced out small jolts of electriciy, he swung it with taunting fashion at the man who took his rifle " Do not temp me to beat you down animal." he gribbed the stick hard, his eyes scanning all over the man.

"Nice to see no one will be hunted like animals for awhile" Johan commented as Maximus was disarmed of his tranq gun which he had already been a victim of. He then looked around at the dark room they were all in and picket up a stone. He threw it into the air as high as he could throw. The stone disappeared into the darkness and didn't come back to the ground for at least nine or ten seconds "Well at least we got head room, and lots of it"

He loaded his rifle as he walked out of the elevator. I couldn't beleive a thing that lived for 7000 years. He cocked his weapon as he walked with the group. It was so weird having been alone in space for so long and now, all these people. they were all weird in their own way but, not that different. All had feelings, thoughts, and a mind of its own. He set the butt of the gun against his shoulder as he put his finger on the finger.

Quickly Maximus searched for something, two grenades and his stun stick, he quickly drew them, the top of the stick folding out, lighting a small area with light as it lanced out small jolts of electriciy, he swung it with taunting fashion at the man who took his rifle " Do not temp me to beat you down animal." he gribbed the stick hard, his eyes scanning all over the man.

Redemption grabbed the stick and stabbed it into himself, the electrical discharge did not bother him whatsoever and instead he simply absorbed all the energy in the battery. The, using the drained weapon he smacked the hunter's leg to make him collasp and quickly hit the two grenades away form him. "Too slow, too predictable."

Maximus was not any ordinary human, he dropped from the shot to the leg, and cought one of the grenade's and pulled the pin. " Drop the weapon or we can all be sweeping the blood off the floor!" with his free hand, he drew his combat knife, amazed at how he was disarmed so effectivly by the Xscapian and this strange man.

" Now now play nice and remember, think of those who would have to clean up the mess, it would be such a pain to be scrapping your bodies of the floor" Johan said in a poor attempt to calm the situation.

Maximus was not any ordinary human, he dropped from the shot to the leg, and cought one of the grenade's and pulled the pin. " Drop the weapon or we can all be sweeping the blood off the floor!" with his free hand, he drew his combat knife, amazed at how he was disarmed so effectivly by the Xscapian and this strange man.

While Redemption knew he would probably survive the grenade blast, he was concerned about the others in the room. He could try establishing a 'nightmare' using his regerated eye, but chances are the hunter would drop the grenade from the fear. "Fine, this thing no longer has much of a use to me," Redemption said, tossing the stick away. He then held the rifle by his side by the barrel. "So, you want your rifle? You gonna either hafta drop the grenade or the knife. What's it gonna be boss?"

Maximus smiled at the choice, looking at the grenade then the knife. " I think I will stick with my steel ball animal." he said putting his knife in his side-holster. He approached the man, holding the grenade tighter, he put out his free hand, waiting for his weapon to be donated. " Trickey will come at a messy price..beast."

"Calm yourself, hunter. Save your weapons for the real enemy." said Mr.O in a repremanding tone.

Maximus smiled at the choice, looking at the grenade then the knife. " I think I will stick with my steel ball animal." he said putting his knife in his side-holster. He approached the man, holding the grenade tighter, he put out his free hands, waiting for his weapon to be donated. " Trickey will come at a messy price..beast."

Redemption held the weapon out, "you put the pin back in and you won't get any complaint from me boss. I'm a good boy and know when to do what I'm told." Redemption was as patient as any sniper could be and was willing to play this out.

Johan raised his run and took aim "You do it and i'll take you down to hell along with the rest of us hunter" he said aiming right for Maximus's head knowing he could never get a shot off fast enough to stop him from pulling the pin.

Johan raised his run and took aim "You do it and i'll take you down to hell along with the rest of us hunter" he said aiming right for Maximus's head knowing he could never get a shot off fast enough to stop him from pulling the pin.

"Well the pin's already out and I don't feel like sacrificing you." Redemption said. Then looking back at the hunter, "So how bout it boss? Master?"

Maximus would not let this man get the advantage, he walked back, closer to the group and brought his arm out slighltly, shaking as he did. " If you dont give me my weapon back...Im going to drop this grenade...and in ten seconds some of us are going to die, don't think I wont, this monster has already given me enough pain to die." he began counting down "1...2..3"

Maximus would not let this man get the advantage, he walked back, closer to the group and brought his arm out slighltly, shaking as he did. " If you dont give me my weapon back...Im going to drop this grenade...and in ten seconds some of us are going to die, don't think I wont, this monster has already given me enough pain to die." he began counting down "1...2..3"

"Then take it master, if you keep moving back you won't be able to take it." Redemption said to him trying to keep the situation under control.

OCC: lol, hes seriously going to drop the grenade, im really serious, dont want some of us out of the Rp do you?

Maximus didnt respond, he kept counting, the grenade shaking more in his hand " 5...6.." His eyes darted to everyone in the room, they were bloodshot. He took a deep breathe.

Maximus would not let this man get the advantage, he walked back, closer to the group and brought his arm out slighltly, shaking as he did. " If you dont give me my weapon back...Im going to drop this grenade...and in ten seconds some of us are going to die, don't think I wont, this monster has already given me enough pain to die." he began counting down "1...2..3"

"Damnit Hunter!" shouted Mr.O, "Saftey that grenade or fall on it, either way, make up your mind!" The words were even stronger than before, the suggestion that Mr.O didn't care was somehow hurtful to Maximus.

Maximus shouted before he finished his countdown " My name is Maximus Burduke, Galactic Observation Unit Trooper, 9553..." he slowly,shakingly put the pin back inside the grenade.

Johan knew he had two options from his end shoot the grenade and hope to take out the detonator or go for a head shot. A head shot was pointless since the man would die any way so he had to take a chance hopefully his aim would be right on. He looked down the scope and had is right on the part of the grenade that controlled the detonator. However when he put the pin back in he lowered his gun "finally its about time"

OOC: he put the pin back in

Maximus had no words, he just looked where his arm went flying, adrenline filled his body, he coughed as the man impaled him, blood shooting all over the strangers face, the safe-grenade fell to the ground. He stood there staring at Redemption, before falling to his knees.

OOC: he put the pin back in

Maximus had no words, he just looked where his arm went flying, adrenline filled his body, he coughed as the man impaled him, blood shooting all over the strangers face, the safe-grenade fell to the ground. He stood there staring at Redemption, before falling to his knees.

OOC: Okay, which route we going with then? I need to know now so I can either leave it the way it is or retype the message. Fine then I'll just retype this in this message so people have somewhat of an idea of what happened.

Redemption lunged forward and grabbed not the grenade but the hunter's arm and ripped it out of his socket unleashing a torrent of blood. Without hesitation Redemption then impaled the hunter using his other hand. "You have now met your Redemption, I hope you can find peace," he said, all the feeling in his voice had died.

OOC: Okay, which route we going with then? I need to know now so I can either leave it the way it is or retype the message.

OCC: Hes going to die, unless someone has a way of repairing that damage, I have future plans to stay with the party ^^(not in godmodding ways either.

Mr.O had never felt anything at violence before, but now... he was bewildered with rage and sorrow. He went to Maximus as he fell, catching him. He tore the arm from his stomach, causing more blood to be lost. He tore one of the tentacles from his body and put the base of it where the arm was, stopping the bleeding. He repeated the process with the missing arm site. He laid Maximus down, picked up his amputated arm, and ate it.

OOC-The Centurion's tentacles are crawling with his biomachines, so they will hopefully patch and heal Maximus.

Mr.O had never felt anything at violence before, but now... he was bewildered with rage and sorrow. He went to Maximus as he fell, catching him. He tore the arm from his stomach, causing more blood to be lost. He tore one of the tentacles from his body and put the base of it where the arm was, stopping the bleeding. He repeated the process with the missing arm site. He laid Maximus down, picked up his amputated arm, and ate it.

Pushed aside, Redemption watched as the collosus caught the hunter. "Is that supposed to be love?" He thought to himself, looking down at his hands, covered with the hunter's blood. He fell silent, that was the kill of a sniper, more or less, indifferent and impersonal. Redemption collasped, unsure what to feel.

OOC: goodnight all.

Shaking, he looked around in a slight haze, losing his mind, his eye picked up something, the picture of his mother and father, he quickly grabbed it smearing blood over most of it by accident and pushing it down his combat chest plate. He buryed his head in Mr.O, he had quick short breathes. The healing was in proccess, but it was Mr.O's determination that would show if he lived or died.

"Well Frack me, he put the bloody pin back in there was no need for that" Johan said as he put his gun down to rest at his side "How about we stop killing each other and get the frack out of here?" He said visably getting annoyed at the groups lack of progress in the matter of getting out.

Mr.O could not understand why it was he was not letting Maximus die, he had his orders, but something... human stirred within him. He laid him down gently, covering him with his own jacket, leaving his under-armor exposed. He armed his rifle and stood over him, saying: "This man is my charge, and I will not let harm come to him. We should stay calm and wait here, as we do not know where we are supposed to be going. Perhaps one of us can scout ahead, but I do not like the idea of wandering aimlessley around this building."
He sat and finished eating Maximus's arm.
OOC-night as well

Maximus faded as he saw his own limb being devoured, all he could get out was " Hey..that's my " then he slept.

"In all my years of service this is the first time I can honestly saw I think i'm going to be sick" Johan said watching the arm being eaten right off Maximus's body. He had seen a lot of things after serving in several wars but nothing compared to this.

After a quick run around the sector, Elendil ran to the elevator to find the man who had his weapons. He jumped in and followed his "master" up to what ever floor he was on. "Oh shit!" he said as he saw the dismembered arm. "What the hell is going on here?"

He looked at the tentacles in Maximus' arm and ran to him. "Listen stay with me, I need you alive to get me stuff back." he looked for his satchel of equipment that the man took from him. After a minute of looking he found his emergency med-kit and opened it. He took a BPM reader and noticed that because of lack of blood the mans BPM was slowly decreasing. After thinking for a quick second he grabbed a needle of adrenaline and jabbed it into his right ventricle, he need the man awake and he hoped the adrenaline would do just that...

Maximus awoke again, groggily, he saw Elendil and smiled " Hey boy haha, come to your masters aid, what do you want?" he clentched his teeth from pain.

"Listen, you've lost a lot of blood, I can help you, but I need you to stay awake while I do this. OK hold on." He grabbed a pouch and a sterilized needle. Please creator let this work. He prayed.

"Listen I'm going to give you a blood transfusion, my blood is O+, it's compatible with any blood, I'm also going to give you a shot of nanites to repair as much damage as I can, just stay awake."

He hurried, and injected the needle into his arm and after about a minute he had taken 2 pints of blood and put them into 2 pouches. He felt dizzy but he had to work fast. He grabbed a rod lying on the ground and fashioned it into and IV holder. He put attached both pouches onto the Holder, connected the tubes and attached them into an IV.

"Ok in she goes, Hold on."
He put the IV into the mans vein in his good arm.
"Alright, I need you to really hold still for this next part." He said as he grabed a large menacing looking needle from the kit.

Maximus groaned as Elendil operated on him then when he was asked to stay still he did, he waited for Elendil to do what he had to do with the large, rather intimidating needle.

"OK hold on one second here." He said as he sterilized an area on the mans neck.

"OK this is a dose of painkilling, flesh repairing, and muscle enhancing nanites. At first your gonna feel a burning senastaion in your neck but after a minute the painkillers should kick and and you should fall right asleep, or be able to move around. OK on the count of three. One....Two.....Three!"

At the three the jammed the needle into the mans neck, and injected 7 CCs of nanites.

"Ok these nanites should stay in your system for about 72 hours repairing, bone, muscle, marrow, and acting as a pacemaker for your weary heart. Now get some rest, I'll be here when you wake." He said gingerly to the man. He then realized If this man did'nt consider me as a pet He would'nt be too bad, *sigh* oh well, I guess taking emergency medical training finally paid off, He sat down, opened a bag of rations from the man's bag and ate, he would need the blood sugar in about an hour or so as his muscles began to get oxygen deprived. After all he did just donate half of his blood to some man, who considered him his pet.

Maximus went into a deep sleep, just laying face up on the cold ground of the building, he tossed and turned from nightmares. Screams of aliens that he mowed down in the past, remembering his hand on a blade, gutting a villager then tieing him to a tree like a deer.

After a quick bite to eat, he looked at the makeshift group of people on the opposite side of the room and said "So, uhh who are you guys?"

"we are the people wanting to get the hell out of here, isn't that obvious?" Johan said resting his rifle over his shoulder. though he couldn't speak completely for the others he knew he wanted and needed to get the hell out of there. He was determined to get off the planet and get back home to his family.

Mr.O finished the arm, who's protien would alllow him to regrow the tentacles sacrificed to save Maximus, a fair trade in his mind. The tentacles wove themselves into their host, repairing internal damage, supplimenting bloodloss and building new tissue from their avalable biomachines. The tentacle replacing the arm fused with the shoulder stump, reconnecting nerves and muscle, giving Maximus rudimentary motor control of the limb, which would in time develop into an arm.
He put his rifle back on his back and spoke to Elendil. "Thank you for your assistance, your blood and nanotechnology will reduce the likleyhood of the hunter being contaminated by the mutagens in my blood, making his transformation into a delta-Centurion far less likley. I am Mr.O, Centurion-Alpha of the Exoterran Imperium of Belkaros."
Turning to Jonas, he said, "I am sorry if my eating habits disturb you, but the arm could not be reattatched here and my body can process the protiens into new nanomachines and flesh, as opposed to letting it go to waste on the floor of the building."

"Ah, a Centurion well that explains a few things. I'm Elendil Beowulf, second leuitanat of The oblivion 42nd Helljumpers. I am proficent in emergency Medical procedures so if anyone in your group is hurt send him, here. So how did you gentlemen end up here?"

At the word "gentlemen" from the new man Skyler gave a slight cough, not for the first time noticing that she was the only female among a group of men. This happened often enough not to bother her, but it did when someone made the mistake of grouping her with them. At the man's question Kartosh just shrugged. "Just simple people trying to make our way out of here," he said. Both kitsune wondered why Maximus had not died yet. He was far too persistant for his own good, and by all rights should have been dead three or four times over now. But he was not. Strange, the way the universe worked.

Redemption stayed quite while the others talked among themselves, he was confused. "What the hell do you people want?" He muttered to himself. They turned hostile when he saved the hunter and were fine when Mr.O saved him. Nothing made sense to him, perhaps in time he would adapt to this group but not yet. He decided that for now it was best to stay silent and observe.

"Ah my mistake, it seems we have a lady among us, pardon my rudeness ma'am." He said after noticing skyler being female.

OOC: So, Mu Cephei, what's upstairs?

OOC: So, Mu Cephei, what's upstairs?

OOC: I'm wondering the same thing.

X simply watched the goings on, shaking his armored head with an audible sigh. He stood next to redemption, whispering. "Next time he tries to play the hunter on one of us. I'm going to personally shoot him in the head..." his tone was laced with ice. X had a personal disagreement with the was the man acted. At this point he was considering killing Mr. O and the man at the same time. He decided against it.

His suit had long ago shifted its imager to a combination of infra-red, EM, and bio sensors. His motion sensor highlighting everything in his vision that was moving regardless of what it was. The motion sensor utilized a combination of his suits sensors including picking up vibrations in the floor through powerful sensors in the suits feet as well as magnetic fields. Allowing it to pick up a persons location even through stealth. He activated one of his suits features, a quarter sized disk zipping into the air with a buzz before the room was filled with light. The small metal disk hovering, emitting light from a micro fusion reaction. (Yes its contained and safe.)

He looked around the room. keeping his assault rifle at his shoulder and ready.

"Hey, you, raptor," said Kartosh to X, "you got a VCR on that thing? We've picked up a tape that might contain clues to our current..." he looked around, "situation."
"Ah my mistake, it seems we have a lady among us, pardon my rudeness ma'am."
Skyler smiled. "Hardly a lady, really, but your observance is noted."
OOC: Greywatch, it probably has to do with the fact that you are (almost) human, while Mr. O is a 7+ foot lethal killing machine of massive strength. Which would you argue with?
For the record, Skyler would have killed Maximus if it were not for Mr. O's intervention.

OOC: Are you refering to my char's last comment Xis? That's jus me roelplaying, I know Skyler wouldv'e shot him without thought.

Redemption looked up at X. X brought back more memories than Redemption wanted and his head began spinning as he looked at his blood stained hands. Looking over at the hunter, he began licking some of the blood off his hands, hoping no one else would notice.

X chuckled, knowing all too well the taste of blood, as he noticed Redemption. He made a point to shift his gaze away as he moved off a bit. Keeping his rifle at the ready.

((OOC: Mu, we need a description of the room >.>))

The taste of blood was not new and Redemption swallowed. It was distgusting, typically he had no problem with the taste of blood but this was different. "Guess I can't use that ability yet..." He said quietly.

OOC: Mu, don't mean to bitch or anything but it'd be nice to get that description soon. ^^

OOC: hey hey don't bitch at a person who ain't online


Johan sat down on the ground gun still resting over his shoulder. He then yawned "Any one other then me find it strange how quiet it is in here?" he commented as all he could hear was the voices of the others around him and nothing beyond the walls "This place is obviously constructed with extremely dense materials"

((OOC: I can bitch all i want. it just wont have any effect XP))

X looked around "Permacrete construction. Strong stuff but it'll crumble if enough force is applied." He continued to scan the room. wondering if there was anything his sensors weren't picking up.

"Well what ever this stuff is It's gonna keep us locked in here unless Someone has like 50lbs of C-7. I only have like ten pounds on me so don't even ask. As for a tape player I think I might have something, just hold on." Elendil said He quickly removed his power armor, and working quickly he opened a back panel in the armor.

"Here it is!" He said as he found the right compartment at last.
"The mission record tapes," He said as he removed his tapes. The tapes inside this compartment recorded all the armors wearer saw. The tape would only be activated if the armors holo recorder stopped working.

"Now if you don't mind hand over the tape and I can display it through my helmets holoprojectors." He said pointing to the helmet laying on the ground.

Mr.O pondered why he cared about the man lying before him, now alive only because of his help. He had been sent to kill all those who had seen his outburst, and yet he worked with them. Most of it was survival, he knew that, but why save this one? A flicker of his inhibitors flushed this line of thought, and he returned his focus to the group. He walked to X. "How did you come to be here, reptile? Were you near the atomic blast?" He sensed animosity from the man, yet he did not heed it. The more infighting, the better. (OOC-But the more annoying. Seriously, a group of interstellar freaks has nothing better to do than compare e-penises? Lets try something new in this thread. Maybe we could decide more autonimously what the threats are if Mu is not as active as we are.)

"Well, i have a bit more than c-7. Though i dont think we could survive a tactical micro nuke going off inside the room." He said flatly, watching the man remove his armor. Taking note to pay a bit more attention to the area around him. This would be the prime opportunity for someone to strike, when most of them weren't paying attention. He looked to the 7+ foot tall genetically engineered centurion. "I was on the planet. Though i was not aware of anyone else. I was dispatched to the planet to inspect the source of a massive bio signature that covered the planet. More so than should be on even a capital of the core worlds. What about you?" He asked, still panning his view around the empty room.

(OOC-But the more annoying. Seriously, a group of interstellar freaks has nothing better to do than compare e-penises? Lets try something new in this thread. Maybe we could decide more autonimously what the threats are if Mu is not as active as we are.)

OOC: Well that's certainly a new comment/possible insult (I can't tell). "E-penises?" Whatever, while your idea sounds good making up our own enemies/threats seems to kinda go against the purpose of this. I'm not disagreeing, I'm just advocating another side of the arguement. But I will say, if we could at least design our own enviroment I wouldn't mind.

OOC: LOL just leave it you two, if we gotta wait then we wait, thats the rules, wutever, I don't like it eather but just hang on and MU will get something cool for us to do.

OOC-Forgive the slang, e-penis is simply how awsome our character is compared to all others (hence phallus reference) I just think it is getting a little tiring.

OOC: well wuteve,

"So there, big guy, What do they call you and how the hell do I get muscles like yours?" Elendil said comicly, trying to break the tension

Mr.O turned to Elendil, flexing like a bodybuilder. "These bad boys are the result of countless years of Belkan genetic engineering, steroidal and biomechanical enhancment, the finest in the galaxy." He became more serious, "Thank you for helping the hunter. As it stands, he has a good chance of having his genetic code corrupted by Centurion Mutagens, meaning he will start to transform, but your biomachines and blood may stop that."

He turned to X, "I was here to test the effects of diminished emotional capacitors on Centurions, a test that did not end well. Shortly after, my uplink to Belkan High Command was lost, so now I am just trying to re-establish contact and get off this planet."

"Well then, when we get off this rock you gotta show me a thing or two, Then maybe after that i'll teach you how we swordfight on Oblivion. But that man, he should be ok, Although now I think Giving him the nanites may have been a bad idea, He kinda thinks me as his pet, and the nanites will make him that much stronger and craftier, I'm just a tad bit worried about becoming his prisoner again"

"He is as much my pet as you could be his. With the first transfusion of my blood, which he needed earlier, a number of synthetic protiens collected at certain points in his brain, putting him effectivley under my control, hence his inability to detonate that grenade." explained Mr.O.

"Well, that makes me feel a bit better if it's one thing my people can't handle it would be playing prisoner so I think now I owe you one, Thanks Mr. uhhhh, what the hells your name again?"

"If we combine all our C-7 and these anti-armour weapons i got on my back here, there might be enough force to get a hole in the wall, what do you guys think? any one else have explosives, say now more the better we can blow a hole right through" Johan said as he looked around at the walls "We also need to place it at the weakest point in the wall we can find"

"Maybe, but what if we are on a space station or the planet outside is very hostile, we would just be killing ourselves for no reason, If we had some kind of way of finding out what was out there I would be all for it but until then I think we should save what we have for now." Elendil argued

OOC: Besides Mu said not to blow down walls yet

"Its Mr.O, not short for anything." he said. "And if we are determined to blast through the wall, my beam weapon on a higher setting could cut through it."

"Save the beam weapon, its energy supply is more valuble then replaceable explosives, as for whats on the other side, yeah I guess your right, for all we know we could be on a orbital elevator in which case blowing a hole either has us dropping several thousand feet, or floating in space"

"Shit, the one day I forget to put my probe in the ordanance loadout, hmm, Are we on the highest possible floor? Be cause if we are'nt maybe on top there is somekind of observation deck or something, and from there we can decide if it's safe to blast a hole in the wall or not!" He said smashing his fist into his palm

"I have a 25mm anti vehicle C10MK2 rifle. that would more than likely put a hole in the wall. But as was said. We don't know whats out there." He looked back at the group. mainly checking on the hunter. "My explosives are of a more high grade. though i do have some C-4. As for decompression, my suit is rated for zero atmosphere operation, as well as having a flight system."

"Yeah, yeah I can survive zero G to this is a pilots suit I'm wear, and thats my helmet behind my head, but yeah if there is a higher floor with a observation deck we could get a lot of information from it, but if there is a higher floor there must be stairs or another elevator to get there, perhaps behind a hidden door"

"Well, Ill look on the left side of the room here." He said as he grabbed a flash light from his satchel, as his helmet was due to be used as a projector in a few moments time.

"I would suggest we spread out and check the walls for hollow points or hidden switches, but be careful if you find a switch tell us because theres a chance it could be trap" Johan said as he slowly moved to his right almost as if he was a blind man walking "Hmm I should check if this rifle has a light"

Kartosh looked around in bemusement as the others discussed the amount and caliber of explosives on them. Seriously, what did these people expect to do, destroy a small city? "Nobody light a match," he joked to himself.
Skyler was busy examining her own weapons. Not as powerful or as flashy as many of the others in the group, but they were dependable, easy to find parts and ammunition for and durable. Military grade, of course. She stripped down the sniper rifle, examined it critically, cleaned the carbon scoring off, and reassembled it, strapping it onto her back. She now took to time to examine the tranquilizer gun. "Worthless peashooter Calaveran crap," she muttered, sticking it back in the belt anyway. It was meant for knocking out unarmored, spear-wielding alien natives on distant worlds, not firing on full armed and armored soldiers.

Elendil looked around carefully for several minutes and after searching his side of the room extensivly, he gave up.

"Well looks like theres nothing of intrest on the left side of the room, anyone else find something?"

Johan was knocking on the wall and listening hoping to find some, when heard the call if any thing had been found he stopped and turned his head "Nothing yet!" he shouted over to them all from where he was. They seemed to be a building with no exits almost as if it was built from the inside out or if there was a way out maybe they were standing on it "Hey! what if the door is not in the walls, but in the floor?" he called out.

OOC: we really need a description of the room to get any where with this

"You guys are just wasting your time," said Skyler without looking up from the datapad she was working on. "Patience is key. A answer will reveal itself. Just sit down and shut up, all your banging is making it hard to concentrate."

"Concentrate on what? trying to be the prettiest one here? ha don't make me laugh we have to explore all possibilities before letting the answer come to you, I prefer to find it before it find me"

"Your also assuming that outside is even empty. Construction like this suggests either a factory or warehouse district. Or some kind of underground complex. In which case outside these walls are a few thousand tonnes of rock and dirt." He said, apparently the only one still alert for something to happen.

"I agree with Skyler. Our hosts have had us exactly where they want us thus far, and I think that trend is likley to continue," said Mr.O, following the Xscapian's example and inspecting his weapons. "If we want to leave, we should simply go up the elevator shaft. Certainly service access routes above the shaft would lead us from this place, but I see no reason to leave yet. I think we are being tested, so it is futile to aggrivate our hosts."

By this time Redemption had decided it was best to let everyone else do whatever they were doing. Rather than argue, he sat on the floor and began trying to meditate, something he had only watched others do but had never tried himself.

"Maybe so but thats assuming there are service shafts for the elevator, and if this is a underground complex then there is a way up to the surface, and if our hosts are pulling the strings maybe they could turn a light on while there pulling those strings"

"And that is why," said Skyler, "we should stay put. Our hosts will reveal their hand when they feel, and nothing we could do would make them go any faster. At least, nothing we know, which in our situation is the same."

((OOC: X deployed a light for the room earlier. Its floating about 20 feet up and glowing like a small sun.))

X simply continued to scan the area, keeping his sensors on active. "I suggest we sort out our own issues before we go blundering into obviously preset circumstances half cocked and ready to kill eachother at the drop of a hat."

Mr.O walked to the elevator, examining the buttons, seal at the door, and other aspects of it. "The airtight seal suggests that we are underground, in space, underwater, or in a biohazard zone. Knocking or looking for openings in this room does not seem logical. If we are lucky, it will just be earth, but it could be any number of more foul things."

"guess all we can do, is wait" he said returning to the group and sitting down "Any one have a deck of cards?" he said thinking of some way to pass the time until something else would happen.

He patted his jeans pocket. Wow I didn't know I still had these in here. He pulled out the cards. He counted...52. Good all of them are their. He couldn't help wondering why he was there. All these other...creatures...were special in their own way. He was just plain ol' Bob. This was the first off-planet expeirence since Bhutopia. And he had never expected this. And he knew noone. He had just saw someone help a wounded survive. He wondered if anyone would ever do that to him.
"Hey, over here. I got some."

Johan turned his head over "Eh? what do you got? Johan said wondering what exactly was found. Could it be something even useful to them at all? Either way he didn't move from where he was sitting till he determined it was worth moving to check out.

"A deck of cards?"
Wondering why there was new found interest in a deck of cards or even himself.

"Well thats good, now we have something to pass the time, have a seat, any one else in?" he said to the others referring to a game of cards, what game exactly he had no idea but at least they had something to do.

"Anyone heard of nerts?"
Of course they woudn't heard of it. These were alians from a billion light years away from Bhutopia they would have never heard of it. Maybe there was one game that they had heard of. I mean someone knew about cards.
"Three card rummy? Pig? Blackjack? Bhutopian Hold em'? Blitz?"

"I've heard of blackjack and rummy. but count me out for now. "He continued walking slowly around the room.

"Can anyone play Presidents and Assholes?" asked Mr.O, taking an interest in the cards.

"Never heard of it but the name intrigues me, how do you play?" Johan said to Mr.O wondering just what the rules of the game were and how you played it.

"Players lay down cards in singles or pairs by increasing face value, aces high. 2s and 3s clear the pile and are called bombs. The first person out is the President, second out is Vice-President, second to last out Vice-Asshole, and last person out is Asshole. The President trades two cards of his choice with the Asshole, and the Vice President trades one with the Vice-Asshole. It is a popular party game in Belkaros, where the game is called Imperators and Idiots." explained Mr.O.

Maximus had awoken, his arm was forming back to normal thanks to Mr.O and his body recovering at a rather fast pace, he missed his orignal arm though. He sat up and held his assault rifle over his lap, his helmet still had just static, "no Observer..yet" He gazed at everyone in the room, he still needed his tranq pistol back, but eveything else was still in his possesion near him, he gave X a cold look for a moment, then returning to his boy " So you want you weapons back?"

Redemption awakened from his meditative state upon hearing the hunter's words but kept his eyes closed. If he needed to, he would activate his suit to gain access to his Dragoncry pistols, one hit from one of those and no one would be able to save him a third time.

"Shut up," Kartosh growled at the Calaveran from where he lay with his head resting on his pack, tail flicking irritably under him. Skyler ignored the man, typing away with speed onto her datapad computer.

Well what is it going to be then?
I wondered if he could get some card playing in. I couldn't believe that someone had heard of black jack.

Army crawling Maximus slid over next to Skyler's computer " What are you trying to do?"

Skyler hit a button and the display vanished into blackness, Maximus would catch a screen of black text before it was gone. She turned the datapad over and glared at him. "Why do you persist in sticking your nose where it dosen't belong? Mr. O said we were to let you live, but if I break your other arm for you it probably won't be fatal. We can avoid this if you just crawl away, but I am not in a good mood right now, and breaking a limb would really put me at ease. Whaddya say?" She gave him a sweet smile.

Maximus smiled back, and nodded in agreement " Yes, your quite right animal, you could kill me right now and not break a sweat, but may I ask to have my tranq pistol back."

"I think not. All you will do with it is use it to shoot us, and take us back to your precious Observer. You are Mr. O's charge, and it's his responsibility now, as your master, to keep you alive. You no longer have the right to make decisions for yourself, not as long as you are under his command." Skyler said curtly.

Maximus had enough of this disobedience " Don't give that you piece of shit, there's nothing he can do to stop me from putting a slug through your furry head, he is lucky, I would kill him myself if he hadnt doene this to me, and you would be on a table!" he whisperd violently, then returned to a normal calm voice " So since I am at the disadvangtage" he said looking back to Mr.O, then back to Skyler " I think we should help eachother out, that would help by giving MY weapon back, everyone here has all there weapons except for me, so if you would be so kind."

Redemption listened to the hunter and Skyler converse, "You two wanna get a room or something?" He said to both of them with a slight smile. He figured that it wouldn't be considered funny, to them or anyone else, "Either way, its good to see that you two are able to talk without having to be actively trying to kill each other," he added. His eyes were still closed as he began shuffling through his old memories.

"You two wanna get a room or something?"

Softly, and hopefully only to himself, Terrek laughed. Something about the absurdity of the situation was simply hilarious to him.

Skyler glared at Redemption, letting him do his humor had not been appreciated. "It might end in his death, I'm not sure yet," she snarled, turning back to Maximus.
"Why should I help you? I like Mr. O a hell of a lot more than I like you. If you want to put me on an operating table, go ahead. Try. Just you and me. I'll put you on the floor so fast you'd get whiplash. Now go away, little man, before I crush you."

Maximus crawled away slowly, not saying a word, he returned to his rifle and began checking it, it was close to pointing at Skyler, and he was about thirty yards away.

Enough was enough, Redemption tried to mend the current situation but apparently the hatred between the hunter and Skyler wasn't going to subside any time soon. He got up and walked over to the two of them, he loomed over them for a minute, his regenerated eye, still in its initial phase, glowed ominously. Then he saw the hunter crawling away, "Oh, guess I didn't have to do anything."

Maximus was very quiet, except when he said " Why do you animals keep calling me hunter, I'm a Galactic Observation Unit Trooper, but I suppose we all have out little nicknames."

"Oh, guess I didn't have to do anything."
"I never need your help," said Skyler without looking up from the datapad she was once again typing on. "I was perfectly capable of handling that scum myself, thank you."
Behind her Kartosh looked at Terrek and gave an exaggerated roll of his eyes.

"Hey your awake! Good to see you Maximus!" Elendil roared

Maximus petted his head and smiled " Yeah boy, all thanks to you, thank you."

Redemption understood her hatred of him but found that there was a piece of information he needed from her. He sat down in front of her, he didn't say a word but just stared out of his one ominous, glowing eye. Not a subtle approach but with her current attitude it would work just fine. Hearing the hunter and and his former 'pet' greeting one another warmed his heart, even if it was a little odd to him that they seemed a little close.

"Na I just kept you from dying, the Big guy over there gave you the new arm." Elendil then turned serious "Your not gonna put me back in that damn chain are you, Because if you do well..." He gestured to the assualt rifle slung across his shoulder.

Maximus smiled at him " Now, if I really wanted to kill you, don't you think I would have done it while I had you in my net, silly animal." he put his finger to his helmet " I just need to get an Observer here, then I...We can get out of here." The Calaverian helmet was up there with its highly advanced communications, known to reach light years and above.

"That's a little better," Redemption thought to himself. He continued to stare at Skyler, he knew he'd eventually get to her.

Elendil sighed, relived he walked to his power armor and put it back on. He quickly reactivated it and ran a systems check. When he put on his helmet the following words scrolled down his HUD.

Power levels
78% recharged

Weapons Link
Acheived

Connection with HQ
Connection Failed

He sighed sat down, and quickly took apart, cleaned, and modifyed his Assualt Rifle.

He shivered looked around and said
"I got a bbbbaaaaadddd feeling that somethings going to happen soon."

Maximus raised his rifle ever so slightly " Tell me about it..."

"Yeah, but at least we'll be ready for it," Redemption said before adding, "I hope." He didn't take his eye off of Skyler, he could almost taste her annoyance.

"Seriously, something is going to happen. Either some outside force, or we are going to be at each others throats in a minute, we need something to take our minds off the situation.... Hey does anyone want to spar?" He asked after getting an idea

"Hells YES!" Redemption said excited, he instantly forgot about Skyler and turned around.

"Alright, finally some fun, how do you want to do this?" He said as he deactivated his power armor. No sense in having an unfair advantage.

OOC: K i only have a bit of time (like ten minutes) before i need to get going for work so lets make this a good quick one.

Maximus smiled and felt like he was at the movies, inside he rooted for Elendil " Get him boy, go get that son of a bitch!"

Redemption activated his armor, "Don't worry, this armor was actually designed to make me weaker." He stood up, faced his opponent and put up his fists.

Elendil Bounced on the balls of his toes, quickly studing his foe. The making a quick decision ran at his foe, then making a quick leap, attempted to smash his knees into his face.

OOC: go to go to work, ill reply later so wut ever RP u winning