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  1. When the adults arrived, the team bristled. However, they became a lot friendlier with a look from Lucas. Number 005 tapped his bare foot against the ground. "Are ya ready to go? We ain't got a lotta time." He then saw Vincent talking with Number 008. About guns. Great. Now they won't get him to shut up for half an hour. "Oh, ya want a gun? We got plenty!" He spread out several weapons, all of which, to one who doesnt know 2x4 tech, looks like it would never work in a million years. "We got heat rays, laser rifles, I also have a prototype laser gauntlet I'm workin' on- Hey 007!! Can adults even use these?!" "Yes. We've seen The Patriarch use them before." "Oh yeah! You should be good then! We've also got rapid fire gatlings, they've been modded for more eh... Lethality, as of late... We dont like using those if we dont hafta. But we hafta, so... Oh! and I have a high powered shotgun I'm lookin' to field test!" Lucas retracted his wings and shifted them inside of himself. He was happy 008 was having a good time. He just hoped this would continue, and they'd be in and out as fast as possible. He'd dealt with zombies before, when someone stole a Nicol Bolas planeswalker card from a group of nerds... He doubted this experience was going to be any more pleasant.
  2. (Bows gracefully and theatrically) It was a pleasure. I do hope to see you all again on the other site. I will be using the same name as always. If you happen to see me, say hi! Farewell for now, friends.
  3. Lucas smirked. "Yep. That was me. And my team. We-" Then they kept talking. "You expected something different than what? Kids? Happy to surprise you. We're not what you would call "mercenaries". More like... Special Ops agents. A pleasure to meet you Jiana and Vincent. Let's go meet up with my team, and we'll get started. And as far as being of use, if you sort of know you way around, can kill stuff, and not die, you'll be plenty helpful." With that, Lucas spread his wings, and lifted off, before flying back to his team. "Alright, we're about ready to go. Get ready, mission is about to start." Sector O picked up their weapons and gear, and prepared to move out.
  4. Lucas was convinced. These were definitely people who answered their call for aid. Though... the numbers were.... decidedly less than he was hoping for. "Stand down, Sector O. Friendlies." Weapons were put away. Lucas could tell they were still unhappy with the situation, but he knew his team well enough to know they could follow orders. That said, Lucas also knew these adults most likely did not expect kids to be the ones who requested help on an expedition like this. They never did. Well, it was the pleasure of everyone in Sector O, and their organization as a whole, to prove adults wrong, and subvert their expectations. "Listen up. I'll make first contact, then we can all get introduced, and get this started." "Look, Number 007. I do respect your decision. But I want you to know that if those two attack you when you go down there, I will put them down." That was their sniper, Number 009. Lucas nodded, and used his eldritch shapeshifting to grow two large black wings, and take off flying. He flew to the adults, and landed, flapping once to stop himself (and to show off) "Thank you for coming. I am Number 007. Back there is my team, Sector O. We're ready to go when you are."
  5. The boys were beginning to get restless. And not just because they were bored. Number 009, Sector O's ace sniper, was becoming increasingly paranoid about staying here. Lucas didnt much mind; Eric's paranoia had saved the team more than once. And he almost agreed. This was a very unsecured area, and every minute they stayed here was dangerous. Number 008, however, their pilot, was more concerned about the ship. Making sure it was ready to fly at a seconds notice, and then triple checking his work. Lucas quite liked the little ruby-haired guy's drive, but the ship was fine. He'd landed perfectly, like he always did. 008 had left his sandals in the ship, as according to him "running and fighting in flipflops sucks." Kind of made Lucas wonder then, why he insisted on wearing them. 008 ran his hand through his messy hair, tapping his foot on the ground and his finger on his arm. He always seemed to be moving something. It was when Lucas looked at his twin, Peter, Number 006, that he realized that Number 009 was the only one wearing shoes here. Always insisting on his bright red high top sneakers. Eh. Peter, naturally, was Lucas' second in command. While everyone on his team was exceptionally skilled in making 2x4 weapons, Peter was the golden child of it. No matter what supplies you gave him,he'd have a nasty weapon or gadget ready for you in minutes. With 005 being the hand to hand master, Lucas was the all-rounder. Regardless of the situation, he was versatile enough to do what was needed. But, if he had to pick a specialty, Lucas was definitely the covert ops master. His entire team could do those missions too, but Lucas had never been detected on a stealth mission once, and passed with the highest possible marks in that category when he was in the Arctic Base training facility. Needless to say, he understood why his team was so impatient. They were the specialists. Sector O, the Special Ops Sector. They were the best the KND had to offer, and yet here they were waiting on adult help. Lucas understood the frustration. But, he was, under no circumstances, going to lose teammates on his treasure hunt. Or anything else for that matter. 009 spoke up. "Hey. Someone's coming." Everyone immediately drew their weapons and looked in the direction Number 009 was pointing. They were unsure if this was a friendly or not; As Lucas had learned, you can't trust a lot of things in places where the Whispernight touched. Lucas turned his voice amplifier up just enough to where he was pretty sure they could hear. "Okay, identify yourselves. Friendly or no?"
  6. The time had come at last. Lucas had been tracking a certain treasure hoard for weeks now, and he had finally found it. One of the objects he was looking for, along with a large amount of other treasure, was in Port City. However, after a scouting sweep of the place... It was clear that, even with the whole of Sector O together again, they would not be able to get to it. The resistance was FAR too thick, and while they were undeniably cool, they would not be able to get far all at once, and this would have to be a very long campaign that no one wanted to do. So, against their better judgement, they put out an ad for help in this endeavor, knowing exactly what kind of person was going to volunteer. They had touched down their aircraft a ways off, in a spot hidden from the monsters in Port City, and were waiting at the listed meeting spot. "007, why'r we even doin' this? I still think we can handle this ourselves. We have the firepower for it, those black crystal thangs we found made our weapons stronger'n the weapons in Global Command. We totally got this." Lucas looked up from his ruminations. That was 005 talking. Leo Bailey. The one Lucas had a desperate crush on, but was far too shy to admit it. 005 was Sector O's fighting expert, coming from Georgia. He was a hand to hand fighting prodigy, having become a blackbelt in both Karate and Tae Kwon Do by age 9. He always wore a dark blue tank top, and jeans ripped at the knees. He never wore shoes or socks, though not for the same reason as Lucas. Whether it was because he was a martial arts master, or because he was a Southern boy, Lucas did not know. Lucas had to blink a moment to get his sense back. He just got lost in those blonde curls... and the sapphire eyes.... and- Lucas blinked again. "No, we can't. If I thought there was a chance we could do this on our own, 005, do you not think I would? The fact that we can't match those numbers even with our firepower is the exact reason why I had to swallow my pride and ask adults for help in the first place." 005 clenched his toes momentarily in irritation, and even that was enough to distract Lucas. How they were perfectly formed, the nails well kept, and care showing, despite them being as dirty as his own from- Lucas shook his head. "Alright, look. Im not happy about it either, okay? When I realized that we would need to ask adults for help, I threw up in my mouth a little. But this is how things are. Lets just wait, they should be here soon."
  7. Well, its been a good while. Shall I call it and just make it a duo, P?
  8. Looking to start a quest up! The target: Port City! This will be a Whispernight Quest, working with Lucas Pan and his squad. Looking for, at absolute max, 3 people. Adventurers, and those with a penchant for combat will be more comfortable, but all are welcome! But, if the character is an adult, be ready for the entire squad to be suspicious of you at first. There will be undead, liches, hags, and loads of treasure to split!
  9. If Jaist does not return, Im fine with someone hijacking the thread. I want this to be done with already and stop hangin' over my head.
  10. This was the opposite of fun. Dan had been walking around Talix Engine for 2 hours now. He couldn't fly, or he'd attract the attention of every vampire in half the city. So he was forced to walk. He couldn't even use his speed, or it'd cause too much of a commotion. That of course, didn't mean he didn't attract attention. The scent of his semi-divine blood drew a good number of vampires to him. He'd already dispatched of a dozen and a half by now. And as a matter of fact, he could sense another bunch on the way. By focusing his senses, he could tell there were 5 in the group. After a few seconds, all 5 surrounded him. "Well what do we have here, boys? A cute little morsel!" "How unfortunate for you, bloodsack. And how stupid of you, wandering around OUR territory." "Wait, what's that? He smells.... special." "That's some quality smelling blood he's got. Let's have a sample!" "Me first!" Dan sighed. "Unbelievable. All these vampires in this damn place, and not one of them has the decency to be a Pureblood." The vampires advanced on him. Dan could see their bloodlust. It was clear they hadn't eaten in some time. Dan gripped his sword, Efiáltis, and pulled it partially from the sheath. This was not something he could afford to waste time on. Well, he COULD, but he didn't want to. "I honestly do not have time for this. Leave now, or I'll kill you all by the time I count to three." This prompted laughter from the vampires, of course. Dan was used to this; No one ever took a 15 year old seriously. "You hear that guys?! The big scary barefooted boy's gonna kill us! We'd better run before he-" "Uno." Dan appeared on the other side of the vampire who was speaking, and sheathed his sword back the rest of the way in. That vampire had gone eerily quiet, and the reason soon became clear. a line formed down his middle, and he split in two. But, instead of inciting fear like Dan had wanted to, the vampires just got mad. They shrieked in that weird way some vampires did, and attacked him all at once, brandishing swords of their own. But when their attacks landed... their prey had vanished. The air above them reformed into the shape of a boy, and Dan redrew his sword, and drew his dagger as well. "Dos." Dan plummeted to the ground, and landed with both feet, bent legs, and both blades through a vampire each. That made 3. 2 to go. This time, the vampires got the message, panicked and started running. They were definitely fast, but Dan could have easily caught them. But, he didn't feel like it. A better demonstration was in order, in case some vampires were watching. An example needed to be made. Using his dagger hand, he extended his fingers forward, and then curled them back toward himself in a completely unnecessary gesture. At once, incredibly strong winds blasted the vampires back toward him, just as Dan took off running at only slightly above average human speed. Normal speed was not something he usually did, but this was a special show-off time. At the moment the two opposing sides intersected paths, Dan seemed to vanish again, but reappeared further ahead. The vampires stopped moving, and smirked. "Ha! All that big grandeur and you missed! Stupid little-" "Omae wa, mou shindeiru." "Nani?!" "Tres." Dan sheathed both weapons, and as they clicked, the vampires quite literally fell to pieces. Spanish was not usually the language Dan used when he put on his "Dead Before I Count To A Number" show. He usually went with French or Japanese. But, he knew Leo was listening, and was sure he'd enjoy that part. Dan continued on the hunt for the thief. Surely he must be getting close by now.
  11. We had almost an entire post done. Long, detailed, descriptive, beautiful. And the computer crashed. Motivation has tanked. Utterly bottomed out. So, Hollow is going to try to summarize it, with a bit of flavor text. If the motivation revives, awesome. Don't hold your breath though. Everything was working. The Queen was weakened, and the maggots were in a frenzy, and it was time to put this to an end. No one else was going to die on their end if Dan had his way. And Dan had a habit of getting his way. First thing to do, deal with the maggots. That part was easy. With the Queen's arm blown off, it was basically 'handed' to him. Oh Gods, that was horrible. Using his now tremendously increased speed, Dan flew to the arm, and touched it. Upon doing so, he had achieved direct physical contact with the Queen's body. And, using Donner's Copycat ability, he learned all of the Queens abilities. One, in particular. Dan then spoke to the maggot horde, exercising the Queen's ability to command and control them. "My children! These beings are too succulent for all of you! Devour each other! The ones who remain will feast upon these overwhelmingly powerful creatures!!" And now, all that was left was to eliminate the Queen. While Dan was doing this, several attacks were made on her. This, would undoubtedly finish it. Once again, using his speed, he would appear in front of her, and take her by the throat. Then, he would channel another supremely powerful spell from Orgurligr, channeling huge amounts of mana into it to make it even stronger. Although, since he absorbed Orgurligr's magic, mana had never been an issue. He seemed to have a nearly limitless amount. Dan realized he should warn his teammates first. After making sure he wasn't speaking to the maggots, he shouted. "Everyone MOVE!!!!!" Once the spell had finished charging, and everyone had fled, or so Dan hoped, all at once, a 6-foot diameter column of purple/black dark energy erupted from the floor, engulfing Dan, the Queen, and any maggots around them. Dan was unaffected, as it was his spell, but all who were caught in it would take tremendous damage. This was a spell that could obliterate nearly anything that wasn't immortal, or durable beyond comprehension. And it was powered up even further by Dan's Golden form. He really should give it proper name... Golden Wind, perhaps? Adding in the damage done by everyone else, if this didn't kill this Queen Vespa looking hoe, nothing would.
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