GPD/Genesis/Aegis [A Return...]

[Tei Kae]

Oh, it shattered, because Fae felt like letting it shatter. She just didn't like to be attacked when she didn't know what was coming, it had been a quick and dirty defensive measure after all. She quickly had adjusted to the darkness, her vixen nature apparent in her ease.

But as the chocolate connected this time, the lenses did shatter. It shattered from him towards them. Which meant several things. First, Fae is short, as previously mentioned, which means her center of balance is lower than most people. That means that the center or weakest point of that shield was lower. Which means, secondly that the direction of the projecting shards of chocolate would be headed not towards the center of the shield but towards the upper part of the shield which was curved.

That meant that thirdly when the chocolate connected with the shield and shattered, the force of flow was such that it was driven down and up; up towards the ceiling where it would splatter harmlessly for all but the janitor to clean up, and towards the bottom curve which would then by it's force of flow bring the chocolate and shattering glass like shards of the shield up from underneath him catching him unawares, since he couldn't possibly see the exact nature of the shield since it had no visible form.

On Fae and Bolt's side, the wall shattered and there was a bit of chocolate that sprayed them, but the gentleman would be too busy dealing with hundreds of shards of manifested energy and chocolate that would be coming towards him like bullets from beneath him like an upper cut.

"Mhmmm...chocolate. "

((Sorry for so many words, Bolty baby.))

[Tacitus]

Dust_in_the_Wind

Pushing the melting concoction of liquid hot chocolate and plastic through the seam of the door, he traced the liquid through the seam, succeeding in melting away any locks that had been placed within. The heat also accomplished another effect, even though he didn’t know it. The large amount of heat served as a block to the magnetic locks that were placed on the door. It was a simple matter afterwards to give the door a hefty push forward and break through to the inside, into the receptionist’s office.

((All RP beyond this point by attackers -and interactions with them- is void. Why? Because I'm posting an interupt to this action based on building mechanics set by precident. You guys could, you know, wait for a response to things like that. No one gave a direct response to this post that I saw. This kinda ******** up the whole "getting inside" thing. I would suggest either a set posting order -despite the speed decrease- or getting to expect large scale nixxing due to those left behind. Like, oh look, now.))

It would be quite amazing to get that chocolate into the seams of the door as the damned thing was on the level of a blast door. Usually blast doors kept everything in, or out, as needed, including gasses. A fluid is certainly harder to push through a space than a gas. The blast doors themselves had taken a direct hit from a mobile missile emplacement and not budged, so the heat factor was not something to be dealt with. The moment he entered the buzz-in room the various scanning equipment would begin registering he significant items about him based on type if possible and analyze his aura signature for traces of supernatural abilities.

This information would be received at two locations. The first would be the reception desk where, beyond all logical explaination, the original Jen the Receptionist would be sitting. Bright eyed and bushy tailed she examined the data and glanced to the security feed. Chipper as always her almost annoying upbeat voice would broadcast through the intercom, "You seem to have spilled your hot chocolate. Are you ill?" At the same moment a direct link-up was feeding Cari the same information on a more personal and interactive level. In turn Tacitus himself would be painfully aware of the odd occurance whilst burried under the overwhelming mound of paperwork he longed to let Orcus set ablaze. Cari was already on her way to investigate on a more stealth level. Who the hell notices a small green pixie on the ceiling that just begs to be ignored?

((Though I do admit, it is rather original.))

[Elegantly Tainted]

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The building itself has a single set of doors at the front of the building, accessed by a small flight of stairs leading up to the doors. Inside these doors is a small room known as the Buzz-in Room. Small, as mentioned here, means a corridor just large enough to fit the scanning equipment to come. Two men can lay side by side in the buzz-in room with mild discomfort. The walls have been reinforced to guard against bomb blasts as well as fire and the doors leading to reception are locked magnetically and mechanically. The door, which opens inwards to reception holds a high resistance window. The receptionist will buzz in people when needed, ALTHOUGH, officers need not go through the process, a highly sensitive Retinal Scanner and voice print ID system in conjunction with special ID chips in the officer's badge can bypass this system.

Metal Detectors, surveilance camera, Aura detection, bio readout, and MagRes systems were installed in the buzz-in room when repairs were completed. Arcane Eyes with True Sight will be introduced into all security cameras to alert of illusions and see through them, giving the illusion a faint blue transparent look. A small shield has been placed over the retinal and ID scanner to keep it intact in case of assault which can be opened using the ID badge chip.

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It would be quite amazing to get that chocolate into the seams of the door as the damned thing was on the level of a blast door.

[All I have to say is, that's not cool. ;.;

I read this thing very, very thoroughly, and I reguarded nothing about a blast door that could survive a missile attack. Certainly nothing about the door being an uber, end all lockdown that only Beelzebub of the Ninehells could break through. Working on that same level, Heat does melt metal along with interrupting magnetic fields, as I did my research.

Although you have to figure the door would be hard to get open due to the locks, proclaiming that it's a blast door from out of the wide blue sea like that isn't very fair. (All you happen to mention are the walls and not the door, by the by). And, if it happened to be stated during one of your 580-odd page thread here, do you really expect any human to wade through all of this just to try to attack another group?

If you're going to pull something like this, at least describe it in the main description so no one else makes the same mistake I did.]

[Hauptmann_086]

((Tac, you power-hungry basturd. surprised ))
Hermann was almost done, since he only needed to use, rather, drop the ultra-charged defibrillator while trying to cram himself into the suit. "Okey-dokey-palokey... time to charge-up, suity." he put himself inside the suit by going through it, keeping the same position and stance as the suit. After he was able to get in, he heard the shock paddle hit his groin. "Hmmm, that's the place with the biggest chance of resusitation," Hermann was confused, because he wasn't activated yet. He came out again, and realized that the pwer was out. "Ajakhare..." he made a pissed-off face, drawing out his internal power source. He did the same thing with the defibrillator, and then it hit his face. He was activated as Hermann the Robo-Guy and not Hermann the Soul. "Now, let's see who the hell's trying to bust up the GPD for no reason... again."

[Tacitus]

((Stop and think for just one moment. If a building on Gaia is designed to withstand explosives it would have to hold up to the average level most people would have. In the GPD's life we have often gotten gundams and tanks knocking at our front door. The common criminal for the GPD does not have a few sticks of dynamite and an AK-47. The common thug has large amounts of C-4, maybe a missile or two, and a Gauss Minigun. Re-evaluate your place in relation to the average criminal and think for a moment how much s**t the GPD has to put up with when the above average criminal gets pissed the hell off.))

[Elegantly Tainted]

[So, what you're saying is that you want us to leave, come back with a Gundam that we pull from our asses that leads an army of ill-begotten rabid gophers and come back [It's 4 in the morning. I shouldn't be doing this. =_=]? Not only do we not have the means to do that, it's lame that we have to live up to the standards of several other people who just kind of start with all the crap they have. The place apparently stopped being a police department and started being a part of some shady government acronym build to withstand three world wars.

I'm done bitching, but now we're essentially screwed up the wall because we have no where to go. We shouldn't have to live up to the standards of other people who pull cash from their ears and mass produce an army of living tanks and unleashes a horde of tyrants onto the police station. =_=

Consider anything having to do with the attack between then and now null and void, we're starting over.]

Jodah, having failed in his gambit to melt away the door--- it was quite the stretch to begin with--- was now stuck. If he suddenly turned and fled, it would look suspicious, he supposed, and besides, from his point of view, it would be easier fighting on the inside of a building rather than out, especially if it came down to people shooting a hail of bullets at him. It would be handy to have a corner to duck behind. So, now, all he could do was sit in this little room. He recognized that he would not be able to conjure anything in this room, since the whirlpool of motion had stopped in his cup, as he noted earlier. So, he didn't try to use his powers. Hopefully, the latent power would not be detectable if he hadn't tried to use it. His ability was a rather odd one, perhaps they wouldn't detect it?

The laptop was still painfully tucked under his arm rather suspiciously, and the cup... Well, it wasn't much of a cup anymore. They would already have noticed something supicious about the cup, but he leaned against the wall equipment for support as a voice, which truthfully made him want to reach through the intercom system and strangle the person on the other side, blared through. He stared at it for a few seconds, the ceiling felt like something was off, but he passed it off to nerves. He was rather stuck in this room.

He reached into his bookbag and grabbed a piece of chocolate. Breaking off a bit of it, he inserted it into his mouth and chewed slowly, before inevitably swallowing. "Sorry, ma'am, I just got a little dizzy." His voice showed no display of nerves, he was the epitome of calm on the outside. And then, he just stood there, waiting for what would happen next, the block of chocolate clutched in his hand.

[Hauptmann_086]

Hermann equipped the thermal device and the tech-detect radar on his left and right 'eye', respectively. "Oh, what's this?" he saw a human figure that registered with red and greenish colors on the left, and registered a rectangular object, possibly a laptop, on his right optic receptor. "Say, Hermann, you wanna Check it out? Why, yes I do, Mr. Hermann, let's go!" the virus may be gone, but his Multiple Personality Disorder is still there.

[Tacitus]

((I'm not saying you have to live up to their standards in terms of firepower, you just have to be sneaky. 99% of all attacks on the GPD try to beat the unholy ******** out of that door in an effort to bust it down. The other 1% has dropped artillery on us from a half mile (*shakes fist at Ikibe*) or made us evac due to sand particles in the air creating a choking hazard. lawl, Gaara.))

((And on your comment about it not being a PD, good job on that, sherlock. Gaia has no laws, and therefore it can't be a PD to begin with. You just have to take into account that some aspects of realism get ******** up the a** when everyone and their cousins can go out and kill a half dozen people just because its fun. Either the population of Gaia started in the trillions or NPCs ******** like rabbits and mature faster than god, cause the rate at which NPCs are killed is quite phenominal.))

Edit: ((I'll do an IC later, when I actually have time to read the IC you made and don't feel like that sleep thing.))

[Tei Kae]

Tacitus

((NPCs ******** like rabbits and mature faster than god, cause the rate at which NPCs are killed is quite phenominal.))

((Truth))

[Oblivionic]

Fae Decker

Tacitus

((NPCs ******** like rabbits and mature faster than god, cause the rate at which NPCs are killed is quite phenominal.))

((Truth))

((Yar.))

[Bolt]

((Sorry Tac, I caught it too, and suppose I should have said something about it, but didn't feel like arguing with Willy Wonka and his Tamagotchi. But they did claim to have confirmed the attack with you, so I thought they went over all the details. But all right. Whatever you deem right, I'll go from there.))

[Bolt]

Fae Decker

((Sorry for so many words, Bolty baby.))

((*Holds head and screams* Woooooorrrrddddssss!!!!!! Blargh!

lol No, I'm just kidding. I just don't like when people go one about some minute detail that has no bearing on the RP. Like...

Bolt noticed the girl's left foot. It reminded him of a foot he had seen on a guy outside of town. He had two left feet and couldn't dance. People would say he would never be able to dance. But the man overcame the odds and became known as Michael Jackson. He wore a tight red leather jacket, black pants, and had a single white glove. The man could dance. Bolt once saw him in concert. Despite the mans appearance like a woman, he had to admit that the guy could sing and dance very well.

Then he heard her question, and decided to respond with the correct response, "No, I'll just take the sandwich; no combo meal."

Yeah... all your words pertained to the RP. So I liked it.))

[Kalin DNom]

((*laughs* The question is...what do we do about our personal RP now that Tac has negated everything after a certain point? Do we go back?))

[Shoshka Rajil]

OOC: (Just follow up with Dust's latest post. Forget what has happened before then.)