DATE: LATE Day 3, early Day 4
CHARACTER(S): Councilmembers:
plutoixcrew (via commlink),
fuckedyourfruit,
vespaed,
southernreaper,
justiceinamask and
hisoka_the_dollSTATUS: CLOSED, incomplete
SUMMARY: The scouting team heads out into the new world to assess its threat level.
LOCATION: Planetside
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Though this might just be the ending of the life I held so dear/But I won't run, there's no turning back from here )
Something else seemed quite different since then, nearly elusive, and it was really starting to bother Henry. He was only capable of a feeble attempt at paying attention to the briefing of the scant forces. Really. Shouldn't they release an army of surly Italian chefs in case there were vampires hiding on this planet somewhere ( ... )
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Horribly, horribly disturbing motions.
Instead of breaking ahead to engage in one massive fucking frenzy, however, the Fucker was going to be a team player. For now, at least, the glorious beeping machine made noises that were decidedly akin to laughter.
And that was when it scrambled up the closest member of the scouting team, clearly intending to perch on their shoulder.
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The breeze felt even better on his face, and he wondered how he hadn't noticed how much he missed it before. The earth was springy and soft beneath his feet, much like the forests on Al-Revis, and Flay grinned. Now, if there were just monsters here... Hell, he could probably find all kinds of things to collect for his alchemy pot!
He glanced back at Haruko and Kevin, and found he couldn't even really mind when the Fucker climbed onto his free shoulder.
"Well, well! Time for some serious exploring, huh?" For all his preaching about justice and righteousness, Flay could sound downright sinister at times. This... was one of those times.
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But it was a million times worse in those pods. What was she supposed to do anyway!? Ride her vespa around on the bed? Yeah right. That'd be enough to get Kate to slash some tires and last she checked, there weren't spare tires hidden in the pods either.
So this exploration business was a welcome change from being cooped up in the pods, which if Medical Mechanica were here, they'd be wise to think the pods can actually iron brains instead of giant irons.
Haruko was all set and ready to go here! As long as this planet wasn't inhabited by ukelele players. Then that would call for drastic measures, like hiding between Flay and screaming at the top of her lungs about surprise buttsexAnd this exploration deal just got ( ... )
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He watched the others, looking for all the world like he was bored. He was very disturbed by the fucker, but he'd spent too long around Selene to let that show on his face.
"Y'all ready?" He asked, straightening up. "Let's see what this place has got." Kevin needed some fresh air and a chance to stretch without almost hitting someone else.
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He headed over to the small group, making his way to stand beside Flay -but not too close to the Fruit Fucker,- and a good distance from Haruko. It certainly was nice to feel that breeze, and he took in a nice deep breath as he glanced around, taking in the scenery.
"Alright. Are we ready to move out?"
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"ONWARDS," the little machine suddenly bellowed, one claw pointing forward as it gestured, "to the fucking!"
It took a grip on the man's cape, shaking it lightly as if directing a mount to head forth at a canter.
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".... Right. Onwards." he agreed, and did start walking - though he ignored the shaking. His cape was an important part of his costume, but as long as FF2k wasn't hurting it, oh well.
In a few short strides, the redhead reached the treeline (standing under a tree that carried what looked not unlike blue bananas, incidentally,) eyes scanning past them. No sign of any predators so far, but... well, perhaps they were scared off by the noise of the landing - or maybe they were just on their way. Certainly, there was a lot of rustling of leaves deeper in the thick wood, but it quickly went from being difficult to see to being impossible to see. They would have to venture in to find anything.And venture in Flay would, at the very least, stepping over a few shorter flowers and plants to head into the trees, ( ... )
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Everything would be that much easier if she could ride her vespa through all of this brush. If she put it in Kill Mode? MAYBE it would do the trick. But again, leaving the vespa behind and not knowing if she could even activate Kill Mode (or if Kill Mode existed in the first place)?
Haruko was out of options and out of things to ride.
Unless..
Unless she took a cue from the Fruit Fucker!
Which was probably the noblest thought she had in a very, very long time!
"ONWARD!" Haruko shouted while taking a running leap, and hitching a ride on Flay. Like they always said - save a vespa, ride an alchemist!
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When the girl took a running leap at the cape-wearing guy, Kevin moved. The last thing he wanted, if she missed, was to have her bump into him accidentally.
That'd be just what he needed. Have them find out about his power that way.
Kevin settled for fanning out to the side and stepping into the treeline. His hand emerged from his pockets and brushed against a plant. He felt the thrill course up his arm and the hair on his arm stand up.
Organic alright. His hand went back into his pocket. "Jus' what we lookin' fer?" So help him, if they said 'fruit to fuck' he was going back in the pod and hiding behind Josh.
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He closed his eyes as a breeze sifted through his hair, taking his own first few steps onto the planet. As the others stepped into the treeline, Hisoka's green eyes were wide and alert, looking around. There was definitely life on this planet. He supposed he should mention that... especially since he couldn't quite distinguish exactly what it was.
"Everybody stay alert. There's definitely life on this planet." It was all the information he could give. He gently reached out to let his hand touch the trees and bushes, trying to pick up on any residual energy.
"I wouldn't recommend touching anything the Fruit Fucker hasn't tested to make sure it's not poisonous or anything." It wouldn't matter to him, of course... being dead and all.
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"... Famous mashed potatoes?" she asked, mildly amused, once the communicators were off. Okay, so maybe Henry wasn't so bad when he wasn't acting insane. "No, I don't think you're going insane. There's definitely something going on." she agreed, arms crossing slightly. "More or less. I... oddly how? And there is no sense in saying anything right now - if I were to do so, it would defeat the purpose of investigating our suspicions, don't you think?" she added. Then, a number of spots that had appeared on the monitoring feeds distracted her for a moment, and she flipped the switch on the communicators ( ... )
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The longer it went on, the more tense the air would start to feel, until they appeared, almost out of nowhere. They were what could definitely be described as dinosaurs, large and scaled with razor-sharp teeth and claws.
Those up to date on their history would find them similar to Velociraptors, from the size and shape of their feet to the slight hissing sound they made as they approached, with terrifying speed... and leapt forward, claws bared and with a screeching roar, to slash into what they no doubt expected to be their next meal.
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Well, depends on one's definition of 'good.' If 'good' were to include the presence of dinosaurs that will, if hungry, consume a human being!?
THEN WHAT WAS HAPPENING HERE WAS VERY GOOD INDEED!
But most sane individuals probably would not consider this to be very good at all. .. but no one said the exploration team was particularly sane in the first place, so it was a mystery as to how they'd react to this sudden development. But, they did seem competent enough to deal with it. Or insane enough to deal with it.
Either way, if the worst were to happen, surely there were missiles to fire!
Oh there it goes. THe worst.
Henry made a face.
"Missiles! We have them, right?" he said as he frantically scourted the control panel. He was a pilot, not a gunner, thankyouverymuch. And not the sort of pilots that routinely attack things ( ... )
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