The Compound IC: Chapter 2: Ghosts From the Past

by **Talchyon** » Sat Dec 31, 2016 9:34 am

Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

After squirming and kicking, or at least trying to, Charlie had managed to be a nuisance to the two guards who were holding him. Every ounce of energy was spent trying to writhe in and out of their grip. He had been turned around some, apparently, because now he was facing out towards the ice and away from the tower. Andrew thwacked the guy who was trying to still Charlie's flailing upper body, and the guy fell like a swatted fly.

"Nice going, Andrew! I'm right over here to your left!"

But it was all too soon, and his abdominal strength being the typical level of a regular thirteen year old, Charlie slumped over backwards, his head hitting the ground. Thunk. "Ow." He gave up kicking and squirming for a minute. And was surprised to find his body on the ice, several yards from the island. Huh. When they started, they had been on the island...

Just then, Adalay shot some kind of up-and-down slashing shot like they do in some video games. The shot like a knife pierced through the ice, and a lot of it broke. Including the spot near where Charlie and the guard were. They plunged into the freezing water. Charlie's clothing weighed him down as if he had lead bars in his pockets. Gasping for breath, Charlie tried to doggy paddle, but was having little success. His speech came out with coughs. "Glurp! Helrgh! Andlgrch!"

Training Room #6
Valeria Nieves

The medicina didn't heal Lila. That much was clear. And Valeria gasped in horror as her friend suffered its harmful effects. When a robot came near to take her, Valeria almost blasted it out of its miserable existence with her pulse cannon, full blast. The only things that stopped her were the red cross on the robot's chest, and an opened elevator door off to the side. Valeria remembered how the computadora brought the elevator to her, Petro and Lila before, to take them to safety while they had been in that cavernous room. It was enough to stay her blast. This was a medical robot, and the elevator would take Lila to safety. Valeria was glad to see her friend be looked after.

When the elevator door had closed up and her friend and the medical robot with her had gone, Valeria looked around. Ryoto had gone his way before, and so she'd have to catch up. But now, Juniper Clancy was nowhere to be found. Que? Where was she?

"Ryoto! Junipera! Where are you?" But it was no good. No one answered back.

Hoping that Juniper had found Ryoto, or at the very worst had been medically evacuated too, Valeria went down the path straight ahead, her feet crunching on robot remains and broken mirror shards. She had her pulse cannon ready to fire at any more robot guardias that came her way.

by **The Flutterlands** » Sat Dec 31, 2016 10:03 am

WHYYYY II wrote:The forcefields mostly spun off and hit the walls, but several hit the guards on the wall. These unlucky guards cried out and stumbled, some falling forward onto the ice or crashing into the water, others toppling back behind the walls. The thing under the water fully responded now. The ice nearby Adalay splintered as thin, metallic tentacle crashed through. Underneath the ice, more tentacles churned as a large glowing red eye stared at Adalay. The tentacle turned, and spiraled towards the girl. It swatted her across the ice as several more tentacles punched through the thin ice sheet.

The guards carrying Charlie ducked under Andrew's flailing arms, but the one holding his arms was knocked aside and into the water, freeing Charlie's upper body.

Frinalia wrote:Adalay stared in horror at the ice below her as it shattered, finally revealing the submerged beast. It hit her, and sent her flying across the room, to spiderweb another sheet of increasingly thin ice. True anger finally set in, and Adalay stood up.This bot's got some nerve... Ignoring the toll on her body, she summoned more force fields around her to act as armor, and sent a wave like a blade vertically at the beast. "Guys!" She called to the rest of her team. "Find some solid ground! The ice is gonna go any second now!" Finally, she sent more precise, spear like fields at the guards and bots, hopefully taking them down long enough to finish this game.

Talchyon wrote:Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

After squirming and kicking, or at least trying to, Charlie had managed to be a nuisance to the two guards who were holding him. Every ounce of energy was spent trying to writhe in and out of their grip. He had been turned around some, apparently, because now he was facing out towards the ice and away from the tower. Andrew thwacked the guy who was trying to still Charlie's flailing upper body, and the guy fell like a swatted fly.

"Nice going, Andrew! I'm right over here to your left!"

But it was all too soon, and his abdominal strength being the typical level of a regular thirteen year old, Charlie slumped over backwards, his head hitting the ground. Thunk. "Ow." He gave up kicking and squirming for a minute. And was surprised to find his body on the ice, several yards from the island. Huh. When they started, they had been on the island...

Just then, Adalay shot some kind of up-and-down slashing shot like they do in some video games. The shot like a knife pierced through the ice, and a lot of it broke. Including the spot near where Charlie and the guard were. They plunged into the freezing water. Charlie's clothing weighed him down as if he had lead bars in his pockets. Gasping for breath, Charlie tried to doggy paddle, but was having little success. His speech came out with coughs. "Glurp! Helrgh! Andlgrch!"

Andrew Marks

Andrew grinned upon hearing Charlie commend him for taking out the guards, but then his optimism was crushed upon hearing the crashing sounds of ice from the metallic beast now trying to get Adalay. The Sasquatch teen heard the girl unleash some 'Star Wars' sounding blasts and her warning of the continuously breaking ice. Then all of Andrew's thoughts were crushed with the sounds of Charlie drowning in the water. "Oh fuck!" cried Andrew with a bark, blindly, yet urgently, walking towards the water where he could hear the younger teen-ager, "Charlie I can't swim! If I'm close to you, try grabbing my arms so I can pull you out!"

by **Frinalia** » Sat Dec 31, 2016 11:30 am

Cain took the rifle and grinned. "I like it." He put his hands on the now familiar grip, and took his own look at the maze. He stood up, and took in what he could so as not to get cornered later, but an idea popped into his head. "Hey, do you think we could trap the robots in the flag room when you grab it? So there aren't so many chasing you?"

Oh great, you've really done it this time... Adalay paused her assault on the underwater machine to see Charlie go under. Quickly, she summoned a platform right under him to take him back above the water. Hopefully he didn't get sick later. "Sorry guys! My bad! Are you okay?" She called to the two. Dang it. If only I had my ice powers back... She turned her focus back to the machine in front of her, and continued to slash at it, but a little less wildly so as not to damage the already failing ice.

by **The Land of Golden Blobfish** » Sat Dec 31, 2016 11:33 pm

Alex Bourne

The attack took Alex completely off guard. Today was turning out to be the worst in a while. Not only was someone able to land a hit on him but it had happened twice, and in just one day. The fact that he wasn’t as invincible as he seemed triggered Alex into a fit of rage. He had never used his powers like this before but he didn’t care, the plan was already made. He was to send his fist through the robot’s head, solidifying it halfway through, and tear out whatever crap it had in store. Or that was how he imagined it would work. Instead, he ended up simply slamming his fist with all his might into it’s head, which hurt even worse than it sounded.

“Stupid scrap!” Alex yelled as he stumbled back, trying his best not to let his pride get the best of him. He slowed down and tried taking a few breaths before turning to Plague. “This thing turned off my powers somehow which means we’ve taken a slight disadvantage to say the least." Alex was not going to outright tell his team that he was now useless.

by **Talchyon** » Fri Jan 06, 2017 11:54 am

Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

An icy chill shot up his spine and into his lungs. Struggling to get a breath, Charlie coughed and sputtered, his lungs rejecting the ice water he had taken in. His wet clothes felt like a hundred pounds, and for a normal thirteen year old who struggled in weight rooms normally, it was pulling him under. He had his eyes closed and could barely detect anything else going on...

And then, it was as if he was floating, as if his drenched jeans, shirt and shoes weren't dragging him under. Like he was on a cloud. At any other time, this might have been thought of as a dream, the sign of the end of his poor miserable life. But in dreams of your end, you're usually not hacking up a lung while it's going on. His coughing became rougher, and though his back was floating on the water (or whatever it was), he was still flailing with his arms, with as little strength as he had left.

And weakly, his hand brushed against something hairy. Whatever it was he brushed up against, grabbed ahold of him and began to lift him up. Still coughing, Charlie glanced up through water-logged eyes, and briefly saw... a beast... And then, he couldn't bear to think of it, because the cold set in. His drenched articles of clothing proved a ready conduit for the gripping chill. Rasping for breath, his whole body began shivering, as he went limp in the arms of the beast. Though his rescuer was warmer, Charlie felt nothing but a deathly chill, like he had spent the night outside in a blizzard without a coat, and that his lungs were full of ice while he was doing it.

by **Talchyon** » Tue Jan 10, 2017 5:10 pm

Training Room #6
Valeria Nieves

Shards of broken mirrors crunched under her feet. The maze was not as well lit as she would have hoped, but she could see decently enough. One turn here. Another turn there. Dead end, and turn back. Go back the way she had to the previous path she could have opted for, and take that one instead.

There was a small whirring noise throughout the maze. But it didn't grow in volume. Just an undercurrent of white noise that permeated the room. If there was anything else here, it was somewhere off and running elsewhere. Valeria had not seen either Ryoto or Juniper since they had been separated. No other robots, either. She was hoping that she had shot all of them to useless piles of scrap metal. It may very well be.

She pressed on, arm cannon held at a ready, in case she bumped into any other robot guardia that would keep her from her goal.

Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

Shivering in the icy-soaked clothing, Charlie felt his mind going... He was losing consciousnss... "Stay awake. Charlie, stay awake." The average looking thirteen year old couldn't tell if that was his own mind saying that, or if someone else near him was talking to him. The beast? It was hard to concentrate. So cold... And Charlie lost it.

Through his mind went a series of images, flashbacks of his life before the Compound. Those fights. His parents angry at each other and at him. The embarrassing times he had turned things accidentally into dust. It was enough to make him despair.

Those blurred through his mind, but one scene played out. It had happened right after those agents from the government or wherever it was came to talk to his parents...

"Charlie, we're going to miss you." The medium height, short-haired woman gave him a big hug. Tears were in her eyes. Mothers always cried, much to Charlie's disgust most of the time. But this time? Charlie was scared. Scared to ride in that van with the men. His dad said they had come from the government, and were going to help Charlie. Funny. Dad didn't look so confident or cheerful now. He wouldn't say a word, his mouth tautly pulled into a neutral expression, his face trying to mask what he felt. But Charlie could see. Grief, sadness, and fear laced his father's eyes, and every so often, his mouth.

Charlie's bags were put in the white van, and waving goodbye to his parents, he climbed into the middle seat. Tears were in his eyes, too. He knew that his parents had been fighting wickedly for the past few years. But it wasn't just them. It had been other people at school. Not just bullies, but also friends. All of them had gotten in Charlie's face, yelling, hitting, and threatening. And these men - was it from the government, or did they some hospital? - these men promised they could help. Dad promised they could help. It's just that it was hard to go. Even if Charlie's dad thought it might help, it pained him to see his son hop into that van. The eyes never lie. And Dad looked as if he would never see his son ever again. Charlie had never felt so low and hopeless. He couldn't even hook his seat belt, he was so stunned at him actually having to say goodbye to his parents. So one of the men from the van helped Charlie get situated, hooking his belt and gently closing the door. Charlie kept looking at his two parents, each of them looking as if they were standing over a loved one's grave. Tears were his companion. And Charlie knew - this was the last time he would ever see them in his life. It was a horrible thought to have for a thirteen year old.

One of the men up front tried to be kind about it. "Hey there, little man. So let me tell you about this place you're going. It's called the Academy. And it's a school - but for people that are cool. People like you."

Charlie didn't know how to respond to that. He had just seen his parents the last time ever! He remained silent. But the other man continued.

"So little man, there are all these cool people at the Academy. There are some that can fly. Some can light a candle without a match or a cigarette lighter. Some can teleport. It is totally cool. And you are going to fit in."

Charlie was bewildered. "How am I going to fit in?"

The man answered, "Charlie, you can do some things like this, too. You can turn things into powder. And you might be able to alter people's emotions. But at the Academy, you'll be trained how to use your powers, little man."

Charlie wondered about that. Was that what was wrong with him? And were there other kids like him, who had their own share of embarrassing stories? Was it possible that such a place existed? Was it possible that Charlie himself could do such things as flying? Huh. He and the man began to talk more about this special place, this Academy for super-powered young people like himself. As the car drove, the windows were rolled up because the heat was so unbearable hot. The A/C cranked out a satisfying cool breeze, much to the relief of Charlie.

As they went, Charlie and the man had been discussing this new kind of school for people like him for a half an hour. And Charlie asked the man, "So then, at this Academy, do I still have to do homework?"

And that's when the conversation took a turn for the worse.

The man who had been so kind and so helpful snarled. "Yes, of course you have to do homework!" It sounded rather abrupt, as if he had now become annoyed that Charlie would ask such a thing. And Charlie thought, "Uh oh. It's happening."

"Of course you have to do homework. What do you think this is, a place for stupid people?"

Charlie gulped. What had happened? The car was still pumping out the nice cool breeze, which he was thankful for, because the inside of the car was starting to heat up. But why was the man angry at him? Had he done something?

"Uh, Mr., it was just a simple question."

"So, you think that you can ask us simple questions like that? You mean you don't know these things?" The man's volume had increased. He was not quite shouting yet, but his voice was getting louder and louder.

Charlie glanced outside. There was no one around. They were out in the country somewhere. Charlie began to be afraid for his life.

He said, "Look, Mr., I'm sorry I asked. I'll just stay quiet back here."

But the man wouldn't have it. He was snarling in fury at the boy he and his partner were transporting. "Quiet? QUIET?! You think you can stay QUIET?! Did you hear that, Edgardo? This little punk thinks he can keep QUIET while we take him to the Academy."

And the other man, who had been silently driving the whole time, now spoke, himself breathing hard and snarling, just like his partner. "Who says we have to take him to the Academy, Marcus?"

His partner shouted, "WHAT did you say?"

And the driver smiled a wicked, toothy grin. "We don't HAVE to send him to the Academy! This little punk deserves nothing other than the Compound!"

"The Compound! THE COMPOUND! That's a GREAT idea! He deserves that place. Nothing would be better for him! I'll phone it in."

The snarling man who had once spoken so kindly to Charlie now punched in some numbers and spoke into his phone. "Yeah. Yeah. It's me. There's a change of plan. This little brat is a danger to everyone. Yeah. We misread him big time. That's right. Uh huh. Compound it is. We'll take him there." Then he hung up and spoke to Charlie.

"You, little PUNK, are not going to go to the ACADEMY. It's a change of plan! You are going to the COMPOUND! You will be there forever. They're going to lock you up with all kinds of trouble. And that's where you'll be for the REST. OF. YOUR. LIFE. Say goodbye to Mommy and Daddy. Or wait, you already DID!"

Charlie was deeply afraid. What had happened? What had gone wrong? Were these men going to kill him? Charlie huddled in fear and tried to stay out of sight and out of mind, to no avail the rest of the way towards the dock, and the boat that was waiting by it...

It would still be some time before he would learn about a thing called... pheromones...

Charlie coughed, shivered, and huddled in a cold, quaking mass on the floor. He didn't think he should go on with the exercise. His mind could only think, "So cold. Can't think straight. Help..."

by **The Flutterlands** » Wed Jan 11, 2017 4:21 am

Talchyon wrote:Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

An icy chill shot up his spine and into his lungs. Struggling to get a breath, Charlie coughed and sputtered, his lungs rejecting the ice water he had taken in. His wet clothes felt like a hundred pounds, and for a normal thirteen year old who struggled in weight rooms normally, it was pulling him under. He had his eyes closed and could barely detect anything else going on...

And then, it was as if he was floating, as if his drenched jeans, shirt and shoes weren't dragging him under. Like he was on a cloud. At any other time, this might have been thought of as a dream, the sign of the end of his poor miserable life. But in dreams of your end, you're usually not hacking up a lung while it's going on. His coughing became rougher, and though his back was floating on the water (or whatever it was), he was still flailing with his arms, with as little strength as he had left.

And weakly, his hand brushed against something hairy. Whatever it was he brushed up against, grabbed ahold of him and began to lift him up. Still coughing, Charlie glanced up through water-logged eyes, and briefly saw... a beast... And then, he couldn't bear to think of it, because the cold set in. His drenched articles of clothing proved a ready conduit for the gripping chill. Rasping for breath, his whole body began shivering, as he went limp in the arms of the beast. Though his rescuer was warmer, Charlie felt nothing but a deathly chill, like he had spent the night outside in a blizzard without a coat, and that his lungs were full of ice while he was doing it.

Talchyon wrote:Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

Shivering in the icy-soaked clothing, Charlie felt his mind going... He was losing consciousnss... "Stay awake. Charlie, stay awake." The average looking thirteen year old couldn't tell if that was his own mind saying that, or if someone else near him was talking to him. The beast? It was hard to concentrate. So cold... And Charlie lost it.

Through his mind went a series of images, flashbacks of his life before the Compound. Those fights. His parents angry at each other and at him. The embarrassing times he had turned things accidentally into dust. It was enough to make him despair.

Those blurred through his mind, but one scene played out. It had happened right after those agents from the government or wherever it was came to talk to his parents...

....

Charlie coughed, shivered, and huddled in a cold, quaking mass on the floor. He didn't think he should go on with the exercise. His mind could only think, "So cold. Can't think straight. Help..."

Andrew Marks

Andrew smiled somewhat with relief as he felt Charlie cling to his arms and he immediately got the younger child out of the water. "Gah, please be okay, Charlie." he spoke urgently as he frantically tried to assess the younger teen ager's ABCs, "Please be okay. I made a promise to keep you safe, kid."

Andrew looked away and blindly looked around with urgentcy on his face. "Guards!" he barked, feeling for the flag before finding and grabbing it, "A kid just almost drowned. Here's the god damn flag and now abort this god damn mission and get some fucking help here."

by **WHYYYY II** » Thu Jan 12, 2017 10:28 am

"I don't think so," Abe said to Cain. "But it should be fine. I think we'll be able to do it. Let's go." Abel quickly navigated to the edge of the maze, near the flag clearing. The robots gazed at him. He ducked behind a wall, and waited for Cain to do his part.

by **Frinalia** » Thu Jan 12, 2017 12:50 pm

Cain tossed a two-fingered salute towards Petro and Abe, and jumped down. He landed hard, but nothing he wouldn't recover from. He whistled toward the bots around the flag, and let loose a few bullets at their heads. Once they all turned toward him, he ran back into the maze, occasionally pausing and whistling and shooting at them.

Adalay quickly made a force field to block the pieces of ice, but both were obliterated when the ice hit. A quick glance told her that Charlie and Andrew would be alright, so she put down all her defenses, and focused all her attack on the beast before her. She constructed rods of force field inside the creature, and started pulling it apart from the inside, both her body and her remaining strength protesting the activity.

I'm gonna die before I do anything fun here. Shame. Plague chuckled at the robot that had landed the second kick on Alex, and began to take off the wrappings on his arm. He neatly started at the wrist, and soon his hand was revealed, then his forearm. His arm was practically unusable. The entire thing was black with disease, with the occasional boil, or rare red patch. His bone was exposed in one part due to that Necrotizing Fasciitis he picked up somewhere, but that was the least of his worries now. We'd better win this now. He thought, and pointed his diseased arm at the super-bot. "Come, hoards of night, blotting out the sky." he chanted, and his arm practically exploded in flies. Plague began to pour all his energy into this generation, even calling on insects already inside The Compound to come and blot out the metaphorical sun. "Get... Going... Alex.." He grumbled out into the black cloud. "...Or... I'll get it... myself..."

by **Hank J Wimbleton** » Thu Jan 12, 2017 10:43 pm

Petro Strelnikov

Petro gave an over-the top salute to Cain as he left; straightening his back, and bringing the edge of his hand to his forehead. He moved along the raised platform; watching as Cain drew the robots away. From above, he occasionally shot a few good bolts at the automatons; generally knocking them about. He looked towards Abe, and raised an eyebrow quizzically; wondering what he was doing.

"Well? Come on. The robots are gone, right?"

Petro continued to look down over the maze. He had to admire that kid down there, armed with a rifle, with an ability supposedly based around fear - something that robots couldn't feel - but still managing to lead them about. It occurred to Petro that Cain was in the most danger out of the three by far. Maybe he was that desperate to make himself look as independent as possible; handling a whole platoon of robots? It might have been that way. He wasn't sure where he stood on Cain's apparent recklessness and aggressive independence, but he knew that he could empathise.

Lila Vernonia

The feeling of needles was sort of comforting, really. In her more than diminished state, they felt less like hypodermic channels of chemicals, and more like butterflies on the skin; little legs tapping about as they crawled around. The lights above shone through her half-open eyelids, and made colours dance in her vision. She would have smiled serenely, but it was too much effort to work through the sedatives. This scene; the bright lights... They reminded her of somewhere. Someplace. Sometime.

"You're going to be fine, Lila. Everything is okay."

A memory of a man standing over the bed; hard cotton clutched between her fingers; feeling it crumble away, like it was burning. Like her hand was fire. It certainly felt that way, with the shards of metal and rust embedded in her palms.

"Stay calm. The doctors are going to make everything better."

A woman. Lila faintly connected the woman and man as a couple. Her parents; her family. She felt nothing though. This was a memory; distant thoughts and past-lived experiences. There was only a dull thud in her chest. Her heart beating rhythmically. An anchor in this surreal world.

"Don't worry. It'll only be a few minutes."

Lila fell into unconsciousness; dreaming of a life lived what seemed like an eternity ago.

by **WHYYYY II** » Sat Jan 14, 2017 12:29 pm

by **Faal Lot Himdah** » Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:29 am

Senor Z
Team 5

"Mierda." Senoir Z said to himself when he saw Patchwork look up. He stood for a second, not even worrying about the ribbons. They could cut him to pieces, but he would still be alive. He looked pass her at the flag. Umm... the goal is right there.... he thought to himself and then sighed.

"Patchwork." He said, "It's alright, it's just me, you know, the Spanish zombie. Just take a few seconds, it's alright, they are all dead. You did well. Now, please come back to reality, and lets get that flag so we can all get out of here."

Gwen
Team 5

"Over here rust buckets." Gwen said as she appeared out of the shadows sitting on one of the higher up ledges. Before the robots got time to react, the room was plunged into an absolute darkness. When the absolute darkness faded into just your everyday darkness, Gwen was no longer where she was sitting before. "Or maybe I'm everywhere." Her voice echoed through the room, no matter where you stood it sounded like it was coming from all the shadows.

"My dear Ichi." Gwen said right into Ichi's ear as if she was standing right behind him. Which she was. "I'm not Lora. And I know my sis isn't in any real danger... But she doesn't know that now does she?"

It was then she laughed and faded away. Her focus returning to the robots. The shadows behind the robots started to shift, and each one started to form a large spike that shot out looking to skewer each robot if they did not move.

by **Charlia** » Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:42 am

Faal Lot Himdah wrote:Gwen
Team 5

"Over here rust buckets." Gwen said as she appeared out of the shadows sitting on one of the higher up ledges. Before the robots got time to react, the room was plunged into an absolute darkness. When the absolute darkness faded into just your everyday darkness, Gwen was no longer where she was sitting before. "Or maybe I'm everywhere." Her voice echoed through the room, no matter where you stood it sounded like it was coming from all the shadows.

"My dear Ichi." Gwen said right into Ichi's ear as if she was standing right behind him. Which she was. "I'm not Lora. And I know my sis isn't in any real danger... But she doesn't know that now does she?"

It was then she laughed and faded away. Her focus returning to the robots. The shadows behind the robots started to shift, and each one started to form a large spike that shot out looking to skewer each robot if they did not move.

"If you know that she's not in danger, then why are you here?" Ichi demanded. "You shouldn't control her so often! Let her deal with fear on her own terms!"

"Shut up, Y," Charlotte snapped. "She can deal with her fear however she darn well feels like, whether that's this or something else entirely. You don't get to have a say in it. Who do you think you are, anyway?"

"I'm someone who actually cares about her wellbeing," Ichi retorted. "You don't seem to."

"I care more than you might think, idiot!" Charlotte shouted. "Now shut up and get back to fighting the robots already!"

Faal Lot Himdah wrote:Senor Z
Team 5

"Mierda." Senoir Z said to himself when he saw Patchwork look up. He stood for a second, not even worrying about the ribbons. They could cut him to pieces, but he would still be alive. He looked pass her at the flag. Umm... the goal is right there.... he thought to himself and then sighed.

"Patchwork." He said, "It's alright, it's just me, you know, the Spanish zombie. Just take a few seconds, it's alright, they are all dead. You did well. Now, please come back to reality, and lets get that flag so we can all get out of here."

"...They're... gone?" Patchwork whimpered, the haze in her eyes subsiding. "...I killed them... I... killed them... they're gone... they're all gone..." The flailing ribbons vanished. "...I feel sick," she muttered, but slowly made her way over to the flag anyway, grabbing it with trembling hands. "...Can we go now?"

by **The Flutterlands** » Sun Jan 15, 2017 1:11 pm

WHYYYY II wrote:Adalay's attacks took down the rest of the guards and robots. It was just the thing in the water now. More of its tentacles punched through the ice and flailed. It grabbed floating chunks of ice and threw them at Adalay. One tentacle hit a wall shielding the flag, toppling it. Some of her slashes hit the beast, cutting deep gouges in its metallic appendages.

Andrew grabbed the now-exposed flag, with little resistance. You know, except for the giant robot squid. A guard, one of the few left conscious, groaned and sat up. He was badly bruised from falling off the wall due to Adalay's attacks. He heard Andrew's shouts, and rubbed his head. "Don't talk so loud..." he looked at Charlie, laying on the floor nearby. He limped over to the unconscious boy, and did a quick check. He pressed on Charlie's chest, and the boy coughed up some water. "He should be fine. He wasn't in the water long. Just give him a minute." The guard then saw the flag clenched in Andrew's fist. "Ah. Well, you got the flag. By now all opposition will be trying their hardest to take you out." He looked around. "But, it seems I'm all that's left, so nevermind. Guess I'll try my hardest to stop you." The guard sat on the rubble and uninterestedly tossed a few small rocks in Andew's direction, in an unmotivated effort to stop him.

Frinalia wrote:

Adalay quickly made a force field to block the pieces of ice, but both were obliterated when the ice hit. A quick glance told her that Charlie and Andrew would be alright, so she put down all her defenses, and focused all her attack on the beast before her. She constructed rods of force field inside the creature, and started pulling it apart from the inside, both her body and her remaining strength protesting the activity.

WHYYYY II wrote:The beast was being demolished. Smoke poured from its joints as its insides were shredded by forcefields. It let out a metallic groan, tentacles flailing. As a last-ditch effort, one appendage swept towards Adalay, attempting to knock her off her feet. Its last move finished, the robot monster's eye dimmed, and its joints slumped. It floated in the water, forming a sort of bridge leading back to the exit.

Andrew Marks

Andrew Marks listened to the guard to speak, telling him to be alright, while ignoring the fight between Adalay and the monster. The blind sasquatch kid sighed in absolute relief knowing that his friend would be alright, before blinking upon hearing about the last obstacle. Andrew turned to the guard, smelling him with his big nose, and got close. Believing the guard to be weak from the chaos earlier, Andrew simply lifted an arm and brutally smacked him to the ground, knocking the 'opponent' out.

Sighing, Andrew turned to where Charlie still laid. He gently grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him awake. "Charlie, buddy? Are you okay?" he asked before looking around blindly, hearing the destruction of the mechanical sea monster, "Adalay, Felix? What's going on? Any other trouble? Are you okay? Looks like we won, I hope."

by **Frinalia** » Sun Jan 15, 2017 8:04 pm

Cain ran in a cold sweat, occasionally firing at the bots chasing him, when a soft "ding" rang throughout the arena room they were in. Cain turned around at the bots, and saw them slow their pace, so Cain dropped into a walk. Eventually, he found his way outside the maze, and saw Abe lying on his back with the flag.

"Hey, good job!" He went in for a high-five, but noticed Abe's strained face.

"Wait, are you okay? You don't look too great"

Adalay relaxed in satisfaction of finally slaying the beast, but failed to notice its last attack. It caught her in the side, sending her flying into the water. Slowly, she half swam, half lunged toward some land, and pulled herself up. The pain was nearly unbearable, but she managed to turn onto her back, and cough up some water before replying to Andrew.

"Yeah... I'm fine.... How are you? We can go now." She shakily got up again, and started shuffling over to where the rest of the guys were.

Still extending his arm toward the superbot, Plague continued to unwrap his arm. He pulled a wrapping loose at the elbow, and hastily started to unwrap his upper arm. Simultaneously, he staggered toward the superbot. He got close enough to grab it, and grabbed it's neck. His arm was now totally bare, revealing the useless rotten piece of flesh that it is, and still spouting flies. He was hit by the bot's flailing limbs, but managed to hold its neck firm. With his eyes now staring the bot directly in the face, he roared at Alex.

"WHAT DID I SAY YOU IDIOT?? GET THE FLAG OR I'LL GET IT MYSELF!!!"

by **The Land of Golden Blobfish** » Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:19 pm

"Okay, okay" Alex sighed, "You're giving me a headache." He slowly got up and stretched, yawning in the process. He ran to the platform where the flag was on, up and up until he had reached it. "You mean this thing?" Alex pointed at it. "I don't know, it might be a trap. Maybe we should wait it out, I mean, you got all the time in the world, right?" He grinned. Whether he was trying to or not, his attitude was sure to get him killed one of these days. A bit too dramatic for the taste, Alex grabbed the flag and lifted it up in the air. "We win now, right? What do we get? Hopefully Aloe Vera for Darth Vader over here. Hehehe."

by **Talchyon** » Wed Jan 18, 2017 9:59 pm

The Flutterlands wrote:
WHYYYY II wrote:Adalay's attacks took down the rest of the guards and robots. It was just the thing in the water now. More of its tentacles punched through the ice and flailed. It grabbed floating chunks of ice and threw them at Adalay. One tentacle hit a wall shielding the flag, toppling it. Some of her slashes hit the beast, cutting deep gouges in its metallic appendages.

Andrew grabbed the now-exposed flag, with little resistance. You know, except for the giant robot squid. A guard, one of the few left conscious, groaned and sat up. He was badly bruised from falling off the wall due to Adalay's attacks. He heard Andrew's shouts, and rubbed his head. "Don't talk so loud..." he looked at Charlie, laying on the floor nearby. He limped over to the unconscious boy, and did a quick check. He pressed on Charlie's chest, and the boy coughed up some water. "He should be fine. He wasn't in the water long. Just give him a minute." The guard then saw the flag clenched in Andrew's fist. "Ah. Well, you got the flag. By now all opposition will be trying their hardest to take you out." He looked around. "But, it seems I'm all that's left, so nevermind. Guess I'll try my hardest to stop you." The guard sat on the rubble and uninterestedly tossed a few small rocks in Andew's direction, in an unmotivated effort to stop him.
Frinalia wrote:

Adalay quickly made a force field to block the pieces of ice, but both were obliterated when the ice hit. A quick glance told her that Charlie and Andrew would be alright, so she put down all her defenses, and focused all her attack on the beast before her. She constructed rods of force field inside the creature, and started pulling it apart from the inside, both her body and her remaining strength protesting the activity.
WHYYYY II wrote:The beast was being demolished. Smoke poured from its joints as its insides were shredded by forcefields. It let out a metallic groan, tentacles flailing. As a last-ditch effort, one appendage swept towards Adalay, attempting to knock her off her feet. Its last move finished, the robot monster's eye dimmed, and its joints slumped. It floated in the water, forming a sort of bridge leading back to the exit.

Andrew Marks

Andrew Marks listened to the guard to speak, telling him to be alright, while ignoring the fight between Adalay and the monster. The blind sasquatch kid sighed in absolute relief knowing that his friend would be alright, before blinking upon hearing about the last obstacle. Andrew turned to the guard, smelling him with his big nose, and got close. Believing the guard to be weak from the chaos earlier, Andrew simply lifted an arm and brutally smacked him to the ground, knocking the 'opponent' out.

Sighing, Andrew turned to where Charlie still laid. He gently grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him awake. "Charlie, buddy? Are you okay?" he asked before looking around blindly, hearing the destruction of the mechanical sea monster, "Adalay, Felix? What's going on? Any other trouble? Are you okay? Looks like we won, I hope."

Training Room #2
Charlie Meschke

Coughing up water, the barely struggling form of Charlie gasped for a ragged breath. His skin was cold to the touch, as if the chill from the water had entered the very core of his being. He involuntarily shivered, but it was too much for him to take. His eyes glazed over, lifting so as they might be trying to look at the insides of his eyelids. He thought he heard Andrew's voice and thought he might have felt his shoulders being shaken. And then he was out, unconscious.

Training Room #6
Valeria Nieves

Lost in the maze of mirrors, with images of her looking out through broken shards still unified together on the walls, Valeria was walking up towards a wall and a hallway that went both right and left. She looked at them, and tried to run through the múltiple turns she had taken to get here.

That was until she heard a sound she hoped she was done hearing. The clanking, heavy sounds of another robot guardia running towards her. Valeria turned, and saw that the robot was roughly about twenty feet away. It was going to be here in no time. Think, Valeria, think! She decided to run towards the wall ahead that opened up into two separate corridors, one to the right and one to the left. She took the one to the right, down that corridor halfway, and turned back, pulse cannon ready. Now, the robot would have to slow down enough to make the turn. And when it did? It would eat a spray of her pulse charge.

Her eyes became hard and a scowl formed on her mouth. The robot came to the end of the hall, briefly braked, and then came charging at her, though not as fast since its momentum had been slowed and shifted. Her pulse cannon built into her left arm had already been raised and aimed. Valeria internally cranked up the power on the charge, and let the robot have it. Twenty pulses a second, rippling out in violent waves towards the robot. She screamed in frenzy. "That is for Lila!," she thought to herself.

And then, perhaps it was something she noticed from one of the mirrors near her, but in roughly thirty feet was the flag! It had been surrounded in a defensive position, though there was no one anymore guarding it. "Perhaps the guardias who were here went after Ryoto and Juniper Clancy" thought Valeria. Well, tough for them. Arm cannon raised, and ready to fire, Valeria approached the flag. Thirty feet. Twenty feet. Ten feet... And seeing no one near there, she grabbed it.

by **The Flutterlands** » Mon Jan 23, 2017 6:36 pm

Andrew Marks

Andrew smiled weakly upon hearing Adalay's lovely voice. He was glad to know that everyone made it out of this mission at least mostly unharmed. "Great. Glad this is done and over with." spoke Andrew before frowning as he blindly reached down to gently tap Charlie, "Uh, could I have some help here. Not sure when I'll be able to see through my snakes again. ...Speaking of which, where are my snakes? They must have fled this catastrophe earlier..."

The Compound IC: Chapter 2: Ghosts From the Past

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