A Neko's Resurrection (Open, MT-PMT, Attn. Floor Kippers)

[Willenburg]

"THAT would be indecision...and...I'm barely bleeding, now worries..." *with an effort, he raises his voice a bit* "Doctor anywhere??"

"Oh there are doktors but their only qualified to add extra anuses."

"Crass biological humor while on the run, eh? I'm getting a fair idea of your character by now..."

[Chaos Crescent]

Brant had stopped and saw the ‘walker down on the floor asking for help. So he went to the ‘walker making his sword disappear.

“I thought you were a ‘walker.” He asked looking down at the ‘walker.” Brant added “Just reconstitute yourself.”

“Darling you think he’ll get hit?” Iris asked referring to Johnny
“Doubt it.” Brant said
“Should I call in for pick up hon?” Mikan asked
“Yes everything is about done here.” Brant added “Well are you going to reconstitute or not?”

"I break planar boundaries on occasion, not break the law of conservation of mass!"

"Eh not much of a 'walker then. Here this should help." Brant said then pressed a hand onto the 'walkers head. Even though he disliked 'walkers.

Brant saw he had quite a few wounds and was also so type of demon. Brant was tempted to cause some pain but decided not to.

"Better?" Brant asked

[Des-Bal]

"THAT would be indecision...and...I'm barely bleeding, now worries..." *with an effort, he raises his voice a bit* "Doctor anywhere??"

"Oh there are doktors but their only qualified to add extra anuses."

"Crass biological humor while on the run, eh? I'm getting a fair idea of your character by now..."

"You have no idea!" Johnny yelled throwing a hummus covered shoe at the rampaging mech.

[Willenburg]

OOC: What did he do, and IS it better?

MORE OOC: ATTACKED-BY-HUMMUS-DOES-NOT-COMPUTE-SHUTTING-DOWN

[Chaos Crescent]

OOC: What did he do, and IS it better?

OOC: Just re-knitted any damage done inside well just the shot he received.

[Willenburg]

*he smiles up at Brant in genuine thanks* "I was wondering if there'd be a healr or two in this room, but still, this is of prime calibre..." *he runs his hand across his reformed midriff* "I owe you one, that's for sure."

[Chaos Crescent]

*he smiles up at Brant in genuine thanks* "I was wondering if there'd be a healr or two in this room, but still, this is of prime calibre..." *he runs his hand across his reformed midriff* "I owe you one, that's for sure."

"If you want to own me one." Brant said then started away to join Iris and Mikan but stopped. "When I call for it will you really pay it?" Brant didn't wait for the replied and continued on.

[Des-Bal]

Johnny rolls over the table and snatches up his other shoe from the salad throwing it at sess.

"Eyes up you stupid ape!"

[New Amerik]

OOC: What did he do, and IS it better?

MORE OOC: ATTACKED-BY-HUMMUS-DOES-NOT-COMPUTE-SHUTTING-DOWN

OOC: BIOLOGICAL ATTACK ON NEW AMERIK SOIL BY UNAMERIKANS. CONTACTING SILOS. LAUNCHING ANTHRAX MISSILES.

If I was suicidal, that would be so much fun to try.

IC: The Dean ran towards the wounded man, bringing out some alcohol, bandages, a geiger counter, tape, a lollypop, and a scalpel.

"You fool," he hissed, checking the vital signs, making sure he would live, "you will live, but mindlessly jumping into harm's way is liable to get yourself declared UnAmerikan by the mecha. Speaking of which, it seems to want to kill our Des-Balian friend. I'd advise you stay out of the way until it tuckers itself out, since it doesn't particularly care about who else is with the UnAmerikan. Now, heres a lollypop for not dying."

With that, he jumped off into the smoke, while the mecha began hunting the UNAMERIKAN with prescision.

[Willenburg]

*he smiles up at Brant in genuine thanks* "I was wondering if there'd be a healr or two in this room, but still, this is of prime calibre..." *he runs his hand across his reformed midriff* "I owe you one, that's for sure."

"If you want to own me one." Brant said then started away to join Iris and Mikan but stopped. "When I call for it will you really pay it?" Brant didn't wait for the replied and continued on.

"Yes." *he murmured even as the man passed on* "If it lies within my ability and the constraints of my morality...yes, I will."

EDIT:

*he held onto the lollipop in bewilderment and gave an experimental cough, making sure everything was alright, letting down the trained and impenetrable barriers of his mind since the pain had receded.*

[Des-Bal]

Johnny through another volley and deliberately in front of the group around Sess waving a middle finger as he did.

[Willenburg]

Johnny through another volley and deliberately in front of the group around Sess waving a middle finger as he did.

*Sess smiles casually and returned it* "I once gave Kronos this same finger; you should feel honoured, even if you've no affiliation witht he pantheon or pre-pantheonic entities."

[Justorica]

Lazarus looked around.

There was no machine! Just some organs in jars and some electrical pads. His employer had lied to him.

He unloaded what remained of his magazine into the Neko women and began running full speed into the woods. He had lost all sense due to the current situation and started yelling, to what seemed to be nobody but himself, "NO MACHINE1 NO MACHINE!"

[New Amerik]

The Dean, seeing the woman get shot, never even hesitated. As the man fled for the woods, The Dean launched himself after him. He ran hard, then jumped once more and threw himself on his back. Then, he took his scalpels and starting slicing at the man's underelbows, knee backs, throat, and back.

The Mecha saw the UNAMERIKAN, along with several NONAMERIKANS There was no choice.

The Mecha aimed just imperceptibly off. To all intents and purposes, the blasts would be straight. Should someone try to bolt, however, they would find the plasma coming right at them.

The doktors came to Ms. Smith, tending to her wounds. Flesh wounds, they were, for the bullets had hit flesh, then.....pinged off the various metal parts, causing only a bit of damage. Quickly, they gave her some alchohol then began to remove the bullets while stitching closed the wounds.

The helicopters were hovering over the clearing now, and their searchlights shone over the scene, illuminating the area. With a cry, a dark shape launched itself out of the helicopter, large wings suddenly opening up, the smell of flames, and a sword and pistol appearing in the figure's hands.

[Justorica]

Lazarus looked at the situation. keep running and get killed by them, stay and get killed by them, or die by his own accord.

Feeling a sting on his arm, he grabbed his J General pistol and shot at the Dean, saving the last bullet for himself.

While running backward, he put the gun to his head, and pulled the trigger.

The gun dropped from his hand, his body fell swiftly to the ground, and chunks of his brain began sliding down a tree nearby.

Lazarus was dead.

[New Amerik]

The bullet hit The Dean, wedging into a pair of gears, temporarily stopping. He choked for breath, before the gears flung the bullet out, and the Dean, turning to the dead man, wasted no time. He began chopping up the man into many, many bloody chunks, then, scooping them up, he threw them to the wind for the animals, if any, to find.

He began making his way back towards the clearing.

[Chaos Crescent]

Mikan tilted her head to the side listening to a message.

“Ma’am ready for pick up.” said a voice
“Copy. We should be there soon after we’re done here.” Mikan sub-vocalized
“Yes ma’am.” said the voice

“Time to go hon.” Mikan said
“And I wanted to find out if he was going to get hurt at the very least.” Brant said
“We saw what we need to see hon.” Mikan said
“What more can we see darling?” Iris asked
“True then lets go my loves.” Brant said adding "Well folks it was good talking to you but we will be leaving now."

The three three left the others not looking back but still wary.

OOC: Thread is over I assume.

[The Floor Kippers]

Mr Pertwee began shaking in shock
"What the hell just Happned?" He asked
Sir Nigel Picked himself up off the floor
"Who Hit me!?" He Demanded

[Israslovakahzerbajan]

Mr Pertwee began shaking in shock
"No" He said weakly "You can treat her? He asked the Doktors"
Sir Nigel Picked himself up off the floor
"Who Hit me!?" He Demanded

OOC: You do know Justorica didn't bother to read that her semi-conscious body is being hidden in the closest available room, a bathroom. My delegate is standing outside the door protecting her. I don't know what neko Justorica's nutcase killed but it wasn't Pertwee's beloved...and he only managed to wound bystanders. This assasin was worse than Lewis Powell.

[The Floor Kippers]

OOC:Fixed

[Des-Bal]

"I just love how New Amerika keeps missing obvious security threats. Hows the kitty?"

[The Floor Kippers]

"I just love how New Amerika keeps missing obvious security threats. Hows the kitty?"

"Miss Simth is fine" Mr Bluskie responded, Dusting himself down, "Is everyone okay?"

[Grandtaria]

Waking up to the utter chous, the grandtarian delegate felt for his sword. He crept from under his chair, and musting his courage, charged for the exit sounding his bugal.

[The Floor Kippers]

Sir Nigel lifted his hat "Good bye good sir"

[Grandtaria]

"YOUR ALL MADDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed the grandtarian as he fled by foot. Clearly, he had not been able to deal with the minor things. Like bringing people back from the dead, and people shooting themselfs.