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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:11 pm
((Can we instate some sort of five- or ten-minute rule? If a team doesn't post in so much time, we assume they're offline and go to the next team. I think I safely speak for most of us when I say we'd like to finish this tonight.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:12 pm
((Seriously, It's been almost half an hour since their turn started.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:13 pm
ragingtofu ((Can we instate some sort of five- or ten-minute rule? If a team doesn't post in so much time, we assume they're offline and go to the next team. I think I safely speak for most ALL of us when I say we'd like to finish this tonight.)) (( mad ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:15 pm
((Team No Name, Srsly. Go ahead, the other team does not seem to be posting.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:16 pm
Team Hydra, the alliance of No Name and Xallen's team, has arrived, and G-force too, they just don't ICly know it yet.
There was a slight draft in the air. Then there was the smell of burning fabric. Then there was the FLAMING TORNADO OF DEPARTMENT STORE CRAP AND MOST OF OLD BARTON© came crashing into the ******** like the Kool-aid man bursting through the walls of homes of unsuspecting children.
The team mascot? Well, it just took out the plazas around the fountain, if you didn't know now, where were you?
Aiolos stayed back far enough to keep a grip on his twister. His range was pretty far considering the buildings have conveniently removed themselves from their foundations. After taking the buildings, He directed the twister across the mobs of people that were held up courtesy of team Cerberus.
There were brick walls, small buildings of old Barton, knives, pots and pans, enough cooking accessories to make even the toughest chef cry. Flaming clothes, flame clothes, clothes racks that held said flaming clothes, flaming bed displays... Shards of glass, innocent shoppers... The list could go on, it really could. But they all went down to one word. Shrapnel.
Grenading a Gwee, Grenading a Zombie, Grenading a ******** car, and making pipes explode were nothing compared to this, explosions were nice, but sucking or ******** up everyone with a giant flaming vortex was music to Aiolos' ears.
This s**t ends NOW.
Adam followed closely behind Aiolos as he was playing. Albeit weakened, he stood at the ready to use all the energy he had in his body to defend the tornado wielding music-mage. Then he got an idea...
"Xallen, Jack, Zen. One of you, toss me a marble so I can defend this tornado wielding sonnovabitch!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:17 pm
Gareth had officially gone from annoyed to ******** pissed and ready to dismember. He had just earned the group a sweet, sweet new marble...then everyone's shorted out. Again. To make matters worse, the team was lodged in a giant, screaming warpath of destruction. First, a car flew by, straight into the portal...where it promptly vanished.
Gareth: Wait...holy s**t, we can make it. "Guys! To the Hummer!"
On the way there, he had to avoid a giant tornado of flame. He thought he recognized the beings at its center, but he wasn't sure...and he sure as hell didn't want to get close enough to find out. Sieg took the driver's seat, Gareth shoved his way into the passenger's, and Shiro practically flew into the back.
Gareth: "Guess you're driving...take this."
He slams the Gambler into Sieg's hand, restoring his strength and allowing him to drive. He looks into the rearview mirror...and for some reason shifts into reverse and gets away from the entrance to the portal.
Gareth: "Sieg! What in he--!"
Then the gigantic sword of Athan Cole swings by, slicing off a few extraneous headlights but otherwise doing no harm to the Hummer. After a speechless second, Gareth is immediately animated again.
Gareth: "GUN IT, YOU SONNUVABITCH!"
With a quick glare at the overexcited Gareth, Sieg shifts to drive and guns it, barrelling at the portal at high speed...and possibly at a Cerberus member. With shaking hands, Gareth props his pistol on the dashboard and draws a bead on the teamster in case he tries anything funny.
Gareth: If we make it, this'll be one hell of a story...and if we escape the gigantic flaming tornado of doom, that'd be nice too.
((Whew...sorry guys, took me a while to get this one together.
...and that was 12 minutes from verify to post.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:18 pm
So Xallen hobbled in after Aiolos and his ******** flaming tornado. Really, you didn't top an entrance like that. There wasn't much to do besides let the tornado do its worst. Good thing Xallen came in behind Aiolos.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:21 pm
((I think a giant flaming tornado calls for crit rolls by everyone in the area besides those of us behind it?))
Thats right, they were breaking the rules. The first five man team in the Triad, say hello to TEAM HYDRA.
"Sure thing!" Jacknife shouted as he threw a Boss Repellant marble to Adam. He jogged into the area through the path of destruction left by the tornado. The tornado should clear a path straight to the portal for the five members of Team Hydra, so he shoulden't have much trouble getting there.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:21 pm
WTF? No Wai! Yes Wai mutha ********! We bust in with giant flaming tornaodes filled with millions of dollars worth of merchandise in them. Zen close behind Aiolos with a force field guard him and the wind mage, they were making it in that mutha ********' portal.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:28 pm
((here are the stats behind the vortex, so we know who's caught in the tornado: Aiolos' Profile Velocity 7 (65 yards in diameter): able to carry Gases, liquids, fire. Bullets that are far enough, some light solids or such as ice, Light people, things not bolted down by anything, Medium sized people, slightly held down objects, large people, lions, tigers, bears, telephone poles, small buildings, cars, medium buildings, brick walls, cathedral-sized statues, and a tank. ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:30 pm
((Glad I managed to get my post in...that would not be fun to be caught in.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:32 pm
Last came the ragged G-Force. Eileen had once again assumed her HoshiTe mecha girl persona, though the armor appeared to be flickering with steam-like wisps of pixie dust floating off of it. Anji came in after, supporting her as best he could - even though her armor was partially intangible, it still weighed far more than it looked. Lyendi and Ikari followed after, looking ragged but determined.
This group too looked content to follow along behind the flaming tornado, though seemed to be regarding it as more of an uncontrolled phenomenon than what it actually was.
HoshiTe and Anji pulled as many innocent bystanders out of the way as they could, and Lyendi was pulling people out of the rubble in the wake of the unnatural disaster. Ikari stood stoic though injured, and gazed warily about for anything that might have escaped the wrath of the tornado.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:39 pm
Gamma watched. People did stuff now.
Someone else was going for a car. Nuh-uh. Not today.
Vehicle limit: 1.
Gamma would bolt to intercept the hummer before it could get anywhere. Because that chainsaw could cut the engine block out if it needed to.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:39 pm
(on cell cant get bak to compy... after round, can we stop and finish tommorow? most haue school tommorow. hydra: u guys rok.)
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