The Liquid Wallaby - Meanwhile, in the East (Closed)

[Chaos Crescent]

'I think it is fusion I don't remember it's been years. Well I'm thirsty don't know if you are.'

"I just need to eat another creature and my body will get moisture that way...though since I came here to serve as a diplomat for the Ecumene, I didn't bring any proper weapons."

'What do you need to use? I could get it no problem.'

[Barboneia]

Unfortunately, it was rather cloudy out as usual, so the sun wasn't visible.

She curses the less then stellar weather and goes to hunt in the forest in the same primal stance she had been prior to the corpse confrontation. Her robe is dematerialized and her weapon is locked down and secured with a genetic key to shock anyone who touches it.

As most of the Isle was still rather snowy, not a lot of woodland creatures could be seen. However, along a rather shoddy dirt road that ran through the forest, it seemed that a midsize sedan had broken down on it, and two men could be seen trying to repair it. The faint smell of cigarette smoke was in the air.

[Taigawa]

"I just need to eat another creature and my body will get moisture that way...though since I came here to serve as a diplomat for the Ecumene, I didn't bring any proper weapons."

'What do you need to use? I could get it no problem.'

"I'd prefer something that allows me to kill at a decent distance."

She curses the less then stellar weather and goes to hunt in the forest in the same primal stance she had been prior to the corpse confrontation. Her robe is dematerialized and her weapon is locked down and secured with a genetic key to shock anyone who touches it.

As most of the Isle was still rather snowy, not a lot of woodland creatures could be seen. However, along a rather shoddy dirt road that ran through the forest, it seemed that a midsize sedan had broken down on it, and two men could be seen trying to repair it. The faint smell of cigarette smoke was in the air.

She would try to stalk them this way, using her racial abilities to climb into the trees where she could leap down upon either of them should they come below her.

[Barboneia]

As most of the Isle was still rather snowy, not a lot of woodland creatures could be seen. However, along a rather shoddy dirt road that ran through the forest, it seemed that a midsize sedan had broken down on it, and two men could be seen trying to repair it. The faint smell of cigarette smoke was in the air.

She would try to stalk them this way, using her racial abilities to climb into the trees where she could leap down upon either of them should they come below her.

"How the hell did you break the bloody carburetter?" "Hey, don't ask me, I bought the car for like ten grand used. The previous owner must've broken it, that's why it's so cheap." The two men both had English accents, and appeared to be in their mid twenties. They were both wearing rather appropriate clothing for the weather, coats and scarfs and such. One of the men looked annoyed and walked away from the car towards a large bush along the road, presumably to urinate.

[Chaos Crescent]

'What do you need to use? I could get it no problem.'

"I'd prefer something that allows me to kill at a decent distance."

'Rifle or bow?'

[Taigawa]

She would try to stalk them this way, using her racial abilities to climb into the trees where she could leap down upon either of them should they come below her.

"How the hell did you break the bloody carburetter?" "Hey, don't ask me, I bought the car for like ten grand used. The previous owner must've broken it, that's why it's so cheap." The two men both had English accents, and appeared to be in their mid twenties. They were both wearing rather appropriate clothing for the weather, coats and scarfs and such. One of the men looked annoyed and walked away from the car towards a large bush along the road, presumably to urinate.

Kyrati glared from her perch before leaping upon this person and silently killing him. She could still see the other and materialized a granade-like cube of Forerunner alloy and hard light. Throwing it at the other person, she declared "No witnesses." Shortly there after, he was violently Composed. After this, she began to eat the other.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

(So according to the poll we should have at least 15 players who check in the thread regularly.

... oh, how i wish i could slap the shit out of you people who pop in just to vote)

(i totally didnt use any of my 20 puppets to rig the vote

swearsies)

(i'm just gonna hafta use straw poll and tg people it or something from now on)

[Torrocca]

(i totally didnt use any of my 20 puppets to rig the vote

swearsies)

(i'm just gonna hafta use straw poll and tg people it or something from now on)

(best idea ive ever heard)

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

(i'm just gonna hafta use straw poll and tg people it or something from now on)

(best idea ive ever heard)

(yeah i'll start doing that.

anyways)

Crysal and a small group of tracksuit-clad Reils are discussing plans for... something. They aren't speaking English, that's for damn sure.

[Barboneia]

Crysal and a small group of tracksuit-clad Reils are discussing plans for... something. They aren't speaking English, that's for damn sure.

The cheeki breeki song seems to begin to play softly in the distance.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Crysal and a small group of tracksuit-clad Reils are discussing plans for... something. They aren't speaking English, that's for damn sure.

The cheeki breeki song seems to begin to play softly in the distance.

And then a Reil in a brown hoodie kicks the door open, with some fancy shmancy spy gear attached to him. "I missed this shit." He mutters, having an inexplicable Italian accent rather than the usual dollar store Slav one. The group of Reils salutes him, and they stepped outside.

[Barboneia]

The cheeki breeki song seems to begin to play softly in the distance.

And then a Reil in a brown hoodie kicks the door open, with some fancy shmancy spy gear attached to him. "I missed this shit." He mutters, having an inexplicable Italian accent rather than the usual dollar store Slav one. The group of Reils salutes him, and they stepped outside.

Dom, who was standing outside smoking a cigar, stared at them with a confused look.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Dom, who was standing outside smoking a cigar, stared at them with a confused look.

The one with the hoodie flips it up and covers his face with a bandana. The rest put on ski masks, gas masks, and other assorted things as they pile into an SUV and drive towards that... shady facility I can't remember the name of.

[Barboneia]

Dom, who was standing outside smoking a cigar, stared at them with a confused look.

The one with the hoodie flips it up and covers his face with a bandana. The rest put on ski masks, gas masks, and other assorted things as they pile into an SUV and drive towards that... shady facility I can't remember the name of.

It doesn't really have a name, damn it. Anyways... The checkpoint on the road heading towards it from before seemed the same, except the guard there was wearing much heavier armor, and seemed to be carry a military grade assault rifle.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

The one with the hoodie flips it up and covers his face with a bandana. The rest put on ski masks, gas masks, and other assorted things as they pile into an SUV and drive towards that... shady facility I can't remember the name of.

It doesn't really have a name, damn it. Anyways... The checkpoint on the road heading towards it from before seemed the same, except the guard there was wearing much heavier armor, and seemed to be carry a military grade assault rifle.

The SUV stops a little while away, and the leader of the group fiddles around with his wrist a bit, before a grappling hook reaches out and wraps around the guard's arm, yanking him (rather cartoonishly) towards the van.

[Barboneia]

It doesn't really have a name, damn it. Anyways... The checkpoint on the road heading towards it from before seemed the same, except the guard there was wearing much heavier armor, and seemed to be carry a military grade assault rifle.

The SUV stops a little while away, and the leader of the group fiddles around with his wrist a bit, before a grappling hook reaches out and wraps around the guard's arm, yanking him (rather cartoonishly) towards the van.

"Gah!" The guard looks rather confused as he begins to be pulled towards the SUV, but he still manages to raise his rifle and pull the trigger, spraying automatic fire at the Reils and their vehicle.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

The SUV stops a little while away, and the leader of the group fiddles around with his wrist a bit, before a grappling hook reaches out and wraps around the guard's arm, yanking him (rather cartoonishly) towards the van.

"Gah!" The guard looks rather confused as he begins to be pulled towards the SUV, but he still manages to raise his rifle and pull the trigger, spraying automatic fire at the Reils and their vehicle.

They scatter, and the leader fires another one, the hook now landing in the guard's face. "Figures there's no scaffoldings around to hang him from..."

[Ava Ire]

Ira walked in, carrying a large clear umbrella. She twirled the umbrella and then folded it, inadvertently splashing droplets of rainwater everywhere around her. She looked around, and sighed, before moving to the sofa. The television seemed to be showing a rather bland soap opera. Ira stared at the TV with disinterest, before moving back to the bar area.

"Media on Earth is never interesting," she grumbled.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Ira walked in, carrying a large clear umbrella. She twirled the umbrella and then folded it, inadvertently splashing droplets of rainwater everywhere around her. She looked around, and sighed, before moving to the sofa. The television seemed to be showing a rather bland soap opera. Ira stared at the TV with disinterest, before moving back to the bar area.

"Media on Earth is never interesting," she grumbled.

Kasat is cleaning a mug at the moment, and shrugs. "It depends on what you're seeing, really. I, for one, really enjoy 'Wake Him With Stick'. Have you ever seen it? It was pretty much the only thing we had to watch in Chaskovite."

[Barboneia]

"Gah!" The guard looks rather confused as he begins to be pulled towards the SUV, but he still manages to raise his rifle and pull the trigger, spraying automatic fire at the Reils and their vehicle.

They scatter, and the leader fires another one, the hook now landing in the guard's face. "Figures there's no scaffoldings around to hang him from..."

"THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY YOU-" The hook hits his face with a loud thunk, and he goes quiet. Clearly it knocked him unconscious.

Ira walked in, carrying a large clear umbrella. She twirled the umbrella and then folded it, inadvertently splashing droplets of rainwater everywhere around her. She looked around, and sighed, before moving to the sofa. The television seemed to be showing a rather bland soap opera. Ira stared at the TV with disinterest, before moving back to the bar area.

"Media on Earth is never interesting," she grumbled.

Simon was sitting at the bar, eating what seemed to be battered sausages and chips. He seemed to be enthralled by the meal. "Simply marvelous... The sausage is breaded, and the potatoes are cut and fried? I'm in awe! I wonder if there was cuisine as fine as this back on my planet?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY YOU-" The hook hits his face with a loud thunk, and he goes quiet. Clearly it knocked him unconscious.

They regroup and slowly step over him, one of the Reils taking the guard's armor and throwing it on. "Why couldn't the boss give us any?"

The leader shrugs his shoulders lazily, and they head inside, weapons drawn.

[Barboneia]

"THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY YOU-" The hook hits his face with a loud thunk, and he goes quiet. Clearly it knocked him unconscious.

They regroup and slowly step over him, one of the Reils taking the guard's armor and throwing it on. "Why couldn't the boss give us any?"

The leader shrugs his shoulders lazily, and they head inside, weapons drawn.

The compound itself was also guarded, however, with two guards equipped the same as the previous one standing on either side of the main doors. They both duck behind a couple of parked cars in front of the facility, and open fire on the Reils.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

They regroup and slowly step over him, one of the Reils taking the guard's armor and throwing it on. "Why couldn't the boss give us any?"

The leader shrugs his shoulders lazily, and they head inside, weapons drawn.

The compound itself was also guarded, however, with two guards equipped the same as the previous one standing on either side of the main doors. They both duck behind a couple of parked cars in front of the facility, and open fire on the Reils.

They scatter yet again, one of them waving his hands in the air... shortly afterwards, it sounds like there's gunfire coming from behind the guards. Turns out it's just an illusion, but generally one can hope it distracted them long enough for another Reil to throw a gas bomb over there.

[Torrocca]

Torr enters the building, through the roof. Why or how doesn't seem very apparent at the moment. He groans, muttering, "sunuvabitch..." while struggling through rubble in the basement.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Torr enters the building, through the roof. Why or how doesn't seem very apparent at the moment. He groans, muttering, "sunuvabitch..." while struggling through rubble in the basement.

Saren looks down at him, blinking with confusion.