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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2016 7:19:40 GMT
Ghost in the Machine The Blue Ranger [newclass=.derm]background-image:url(https://s12.postimg.org/4v94hal9p/image.png);color:transparent;height:450px;width:150px;opacity:.9;overflow:hidden;-webkit-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s; -moz-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-ms-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-o-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;[/newclass] [newclass=.derm:hover]height:450px;opacity:.6;overflow:auto;-webkit-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s; -moz-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-ms-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-o-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;color:white;[/newclass] Sileria took note of everything Umbrage had done and said from start to finish, an earlier conversation was had before they came in contact with the extraction team. “Sensors show no true biometric readings on her, she’s basically an android with hints of malfunction” the drone reported. “I wouldn't say that much Ortensia, she probably has an emotion module installed” Sileria replied. “An oddity, a military android with an emotion module, there is nothing in my database that proves this relevant” Ortensia stated, and that she means that a battle android used for military purposes possessing such modules would be ridiculous and yet Umbrage is living proof of that. Umbrage has shown concern and would deviate from the extraction team leader’s orders just to save lives, prioritizing human life than having to dug in and punch lead into these lifeless bodies. "So as long as you refuse to obey, you are human" she stated, meaning that Sileria had acknowledged that a cyborg with no biometric signals can still be human according to how they act and the intent, despite the fact they have a module on them. “We aren’t lifeless as these corpses Ortensia, remember that.” “Objective achieved” Sileria stated as the bus would have driven out of the area but not away from the block. The lifeless corpses that wail and groan from below are desperately trying to climb up to the ground were Sileria stands. The drone would have already made its way towards her owner. There was less than twenty seconds to get out of the block or that they wouldn’t escape the impact. The spark was traveling down the wire at a rate faster than sileria could have calculated but that was because there were leaks of gasoline on the ground. At this point Ortensia and Sileria knew what they have to do in order to escape. Sileria made haste and ran as fast as she could towards the edge of the station and jumped up, her hands reach up to the sky to catch her flying drone and grab hold of it. Ortensia’s propellers were so powerful that it could elevate up to more than a thousand feet but not without losing most of its energy. Using what power Ortensia may have left, the drone carried Sileria off and flew into a building as they were losing altitude, the gas station would have exploded the moment Sileria would break through the glass window, holding Ortensia close to her. If they were a second late, the impact would have damaged Ortensia’s propellers and they would both fall off from a great height.
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PLAYED BY Cabanilla
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Post by Umbrage on Oct 10, 2016 13:45:52 GMT
Catching up to the other survivors just as they were getting ready to leave. Umbrage take a seat rather quickly. The squad leader nodded as they drove away... It irked her that she couldn't convince the cyborg to come with them... No one needed to die on this mission it felt so irritating when someone had to prove themselves through some honorable death. She's gone against this theatrical decision many times with other hunters that were green to the job. A waste of potential.... Wait what was that floating spec in the distance. With the ay her vision was now umbrage couldn't tell until she activated her thermal vision. Seeing the Cyborg fly off attempting to get somewhere safe from the blast radius. Inching closer and closer to safety until the explosions hear covered the cyborg up and prevented umbrage from seeing any further. From there on it was pure reaction. As she grabbed the blade of one of the hunters, a rather fine crafted sword, and jumped out of the moving vehicle... She was alive and maybe wounded... But she would need help returning alive. No one would die so long as Isabelle had the power to protect them. Running down the street back to the destroyed gas station to meet the many charred corpses. Many were still function but were barely able to move as the flames had removed most of the muscles and tendons that would allow them to move. Hearing only the continued snapping of jaws as if they saw their next meal. Not ignoring their possible threat, with each step through the scorched earth the was a loud crack. Stepping on each of their heads. "Hey Cyborg.... If your still alive tell me!" she kept periodically switching between thermal and normal vision trying to find the surviving girl. Daniel Caim@millytank
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PLAYED BY Subject D-2
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Post by Daniel Caim on Oct 11, 2016 22:14:55 GMT
Daniel on the other hand hadn’t seen the little speck floating across the sky. His focus was consumed with driving a vehicle that he had very little experience with in the first place. Then, he heard one of the hunters on the bus cry out in sudden indignation as his weapon was stolen from him. Daniel spared a glance over his shoulder only to watch as the squad’s cyborg attaché leapt through an open window on the still moving bus. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” the ex-hunter muttered under his breath. Did both of these cyborgs have some sort of death wish? He slammed on the brakes, bringing the bus to a screeching halt. A second later, he was opening the doors and rising to his feet while simultaneously pointing to no one in particular. “Get behind the wheel and get this meal on wheels moving. Don’t you dare stop for anything, ya hear?” Daniel didn’t wait for an answer. He stepped out of the bus and ran after the cyborg with Black Hammer in hand. The sickly stench of charred flesh and burning hair made him wrinkle his nose. He never liked the smell that always followed behind a burning human; reminded him too easily of things he’d rather leave buried. Funny how that applied to both his current situation and the sins of his misspent youth. He would occasionally encounter a still-moving corpse engulfed in flame reaching for him in attempt to tear into his flesh. Such meetings were cut short by summary executions via a boot to the head. Eventually, he caught up to the cyborg. “Next time, tell somebody before ya pull a stunt like that,” Daniel scolded. Umbrage | @millytank
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2016 3:58:45 GMT
Ghost in the Machine The Blue Ranger [newclass=.derm]background-image:url(https://s12.postimg.org/4v94hal9p/image.png);color:transparent;height:450px;width:150px;opacity:.9;overflow:hidden;-webkit-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s; -moz-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-ms-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-o-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;[/newclass] [newclass=.derm:hover]height:450px;opacity:.6;overflow:auto;-webkit-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s; -moz-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-ms-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;-o-transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;transition:height .8s ease, opacity 1.5s ease, overflow 1s ease .8s;color:white;[/newclass] “Ortensia, your status?” Sileria asked as she held the drone. “All systems nominal, energy reserves nearly depleted” Ortensia replied.
It seems that her drone had used up most of its power carrying the payload and Sileria, such consequence would be expected from performing such stunts. It was quiet for a moment, Sileria rested where she lied down, still alive and functional, fortune favors her for escaping the impact of the blast as what many would thought that she’d perish. The Blue ranger doesn't die just easily as that but she can become reckless.
“Right, there’s no point in continuing to find out the source of this mess” sileria said. She cannot hope to find and eliminate the source of the chaos, at least not on her own and having most of her resources depleted just to evacuate the civilians has already tired her out. She had not known that such disaster would happen at such a larger scale so she didn't bring along most of her weapons.
It was because of those limits that had frustrated her so much; then again doing this alone is probably not a good idea either. The Blue Ranger slowly stood up, carrying Ortensia with her and looked outside the window, only to hear Umbrage shouting out to her.
“Persistent isn’t she?” “Much in comparison to you Sileria” Ortensia spoke.
“Alright, time to get out of here before the next wave comes or before they realize that I’m not a cop.”
Fortunately the building they crashed into still stood strong even after the explosion, her decent was slow as she had to go through obstacles that littered around the halls and stairs itself, and they must have been sent flying before the tremor and impact.
Sileria was unarmed, she must have dropped her gun at the gas station and without Ortensia hovering over town, the fog of war engulfs her and forcing the Ranger to proceed with caution. Exiting the building, she scanned the environment for any movement and if possible a vehicle which she can use to leave this block.
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PLAYED BY KitCat
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Post by KitCat on Oct 18, 2016 19:49:36 GMT
| THE DEAD WALK AMONG US.
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The damage of the attack would be shown all throughout the small city of Camlorn and waypoint between the two major cities of Ethea Felici and Dagos. For whatever reason the characters had found themselves in the city it would most certainly be an experience they would not forgot. From the dead rising to the fact that they were trying to eat innocent citizens who had done nothing wrong. Everyone certainly had an experience of some sort.
City hall had been set on fire, a gasoline station had been blown up, and the dead roamed into the streets of the small city. Things had certainly happened and the people around would certainly learn to cremate their dead soon enough. If there were no bodies, this meant there was no chance of the dead rising for the next meal. The people of Camlorn would soon be wiser from this event.
As such, everyone would be amazed to see that the dead would fall silent. Their bodies not moving, keeping still against the floor where they would fall. If prompted they would not wake, this time most certainly deader than dead. The zombies were fallen once again, leaving only a mess, disaster, and confusion in their wake. Along with the fallen dead people, two would fall as well, exhaustion overpowering their limbs, eyes growing heavy as both, Fiamma, and Aiden would pass out, drifting into a slumber.
Slowly, citizens would emerge from their buildings, and a cheer would rise. The dead had fallen. The threat was over. The living had emerged victorious, and they had conquered over a zombie infestation. It was awe inspiring and each of the group would witness a camaraderie between all races, a party beginning to be thrown as the bar owners would break out the booze, and the clubs blaring music. There would be a party in the streets as citizens would focus on finding family and friends ensuring their safety.
A member of the public would approach each of the groups that had emerged during the conflict. Each would offer a small reward to each member. The Heroes of Camlorn had the citizens gratitude, and were welcome any time, no matter the race of the people. Race seemed to be of little consequence when the dead would rise and attack.
Slowly but surely it could be said that Camlorn would rebuild, cremate their lost loved ones, and grow again into the prosperous stopping point between Dagos and Felici. For now though, people were focused on their safety and the safety of their family and friends.
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