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Lock n' Load.

Nov 22, 2006 15:38

Zuko waits for everyne -- everyone! -- to be ready. With weapons or arguements or whatever. There's something disturbingly easy about falling into the old rote of being in charge, even though he wasn't, really ( Read more... )

aang, !location: anywhere, !plot: silent hill, cybil benett, seamus harper, spawn, hyuga hanabi, alessa gillespie, sonia belmont, zuko, cheetor, toph, katara, sokka, rattrap

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Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn meatship November 23 2006, 05:51:07 UTC

After the first group had (hopefully) scrambled out of the way, there was group two.

Only two directions left. Which one will you choose?

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn boundbyhell November 23 2006, 06:17:02 UTC

Al takes point of his little group. He isn't exactly thrilled about getting partnered up with the chrome duo, but he doesn't really care too much right now.

All that matters is getting through this and getting to those kids.

He turns to Cheetor and Rattrap. "You two. Follow me."

He begins moving forward at a rather fast pace.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn ratwithwheels November 23 2006, 06:22:01 UTC

Rattrap is doing his best to keep up. Once again he curses his short legs!

"Oh, yes sir, mister tall, dark, and pungent! Whatever you say!" Rattrap snapped sarcastically. This was probably not the best time to be getting annoyed at things like this, but what can you do, it's Rattrap.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn fastandferal November 24 2006, 01:14:48 UTC

There's an entire town here. They saw that Stacy was big, of course, but this...? (Five hours.) Cheetor shakes his head, muttering, "Woah."

And it's not a pleasant-looking town. Unlike Rattrap, Cheetor has no problems keeping up; he strides after Spawn confidently.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn seventhtrumpet November 24 2006, 03:49:09 UTC

Not pleasant, and empty.

Yet filled up at the same time--the fog was everywhere, on every street, pressing in around them.

Then more than the fog was pressing in around them, as they saw outcroppings of nobbled flesh sticking out of the ground in some places.

It was as if Stacy was somehow peeking through the skin of the town, like a compound fracture.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn boundbyhell November 24 2006, 03:57:23 UTC

Al keeps on hoofing it.

"Keep moving. We don't have time to chat or sight-see."

Al's military training and experience with the paranormal make him much less likely to slow down and gawk at the creepy shit than most of the others.

He puts his axe to his back, his chains wrapping around it to keep it in place. He then draws his pistols. Even with the poor visibility, he feels that he'd do better shooting at whatever might come for them then waiting for it to get close enough to chop.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn ratwithwheels November 24 2006, 04:02:51 UTC

Rattrap, on the other hand, feels a very strong need to gawk.

"This place is so slaggin' wierd."

His blaster? Totally his best friend at the moment. Sorry Cheetor.

After a short moment, he speaks to Al. "'Ey, you even know where you're goin'?"

'Cause, y'know, that's kinda important.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn fastandferal November 24 2006, 16:38:29 UTC

"It's called examining the terrain," Cheetor mutters defensively to Spawn.

His tail lashes, the tip curls; it looks for all the world like it's trying to squirm away and leave Cheetor to his death.

Yeah, hey, if they don't know where they're going, how will they get out? Cheetor casts another look around the area as he walks, trying to memorize it. Managing to memorize...well, lots of fog.

"Gotta be someplace where kids are," he says to Rattrap, trying for hopefulness.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn seventhtrumpet November 25 2006, 06:28:55 UTC

Parts of buildings were justting out of the flesh-walls or maybe the flesh-walls were jutting out of buildings as they walked and it was almost maze-like.

Then, from behind, or in front, or perhaps from both places, there was the sound of metal scraping on the ground.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn boundbyhell November 25 2006, 06:44:04 UTC

While Al's reflexes immediately tell him to attack, he quickly remembers that he isn't as strong here as he is at home. He silently makes a motion to his two companions to take cover behind the nearest wall, and then does so himself.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn ratwithwheels November 25 2006, 06:47:29 UTC

Slagslagslag... is what races through Rattrap's mind as he heads for cover. He tries to guess where the sound is coming from, so he knows where to shoot when all hell breaks loose...er.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn fastandferal November 25 2006, 13:43:45 UTC

Cheetor slips over to Rattrap, teeth bared in a silent snarl. His optics flick in front and behind him, trying to catch what might be making the noise.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn seventhtrumpet November 26 2006, 04:12:09 UTC

The scraping sound stopped.

Then, right between Rattrap and Cheetor a huge knife-blade slammed down through the fleshwall, slicing neatly through it.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn ratwithwheels November 26 2006, 04:16:21 UTC

Rattrap jumped away with a yelp. Then, doing a roll and twisting to aim at where the knife came from, fired, hoping to at least hit something.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn boundbyhell November 26 2006, 04:27:31 UTC

Al hadn't expected something like that. But then, he hadn't really expected to get stuck in some town in the middle of a spaceship.

He aims his guns towards (hopefully) where the attacker is and opens fire, doing his best not to hit Rattrap and Cheetor. This damned fog makes it hard to see much of anything, however, so he isn't too sure he'll hit anything.

Re: Cheetor, Rattrap, Spawn fastandferal November 26 2006, 04:48:34 UTC

"ROWR!" After that surprised yowl, Cheetor spins and fires, green plasma energy flying from his cannon.

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