S.L.I.C.E. {Game Thread/ Closed, Started}

[Pappytech]

"Y'know, it's good to share. What exactly are you looking at there anyway? C'mon! Tell me!"

It was the Middle-Eastern gentleman from earlier. Lyra recalled meeting him on the first night; he had introduced himself as... as... Something that started with an H, right? Hazam maybe? No, that wasn't it, but for the life of her she couldn't remember his name!

Well. This was a little awkward.

Then again, it wasn't like she had to let him know that she had forgotten. If she could just stick it out long enough, then odds were someone else would have to use his name eventually. So, for now, might as well mess around with him bit...

"What? You mean this?" the soldier replied, briefly turning the flyer towards her new companion. She barely gave him time to get half a glance at it, however, before she pulled it back, holding it mock-protectively against her chest. "Ah ah ah," she continued, a half-smile on her lips, "this is my mission. You're going to have to do more than just ask nicely if you want to join in."

Chuckling, Lyra turned and began to walk away, the leaflet clutched in her hand. "Besides, I'm sure you don't want to help out the Templars. Wouldn't it be more fun to volunteer for the Iscariots' experiments?"

 

[Ruedyn]

Lars Eckhart ran into the main hall, pushing others out of the way to look at the board. He noticed the Iscariot mission, and yelled "SCORE," before running back out of the hall again, before disappearing mid-sprint. A figure in a blue hoody put his finger to his mouth,

"Shhhh." He teleported out of the room, probably to do expirements on poor, poor Lars. The woman stared at that, before shaking her head and turning back to Will, with a wild grin.

"Sure, we'll do the dragon thing, right Lucas?"

"Good to know, good to know. My name is Xene Raptis, pleased to meet you. Also, SHAZAM!" A lightning bolt struck the ground, and the three were transported to what looked to be the middle of a cliff, the two brothers' heels were against the edge of the lip, leading to a large cave.

"Well, dragon is either here or doesn't exist. Let's hurry up!" She jogged ahead, into the cave with a bolt of lightning in her hand.

 

[IFS]

"Right Lucas?"

"Sounds good," he replied, still happy to see Will taking the initiative. He was about to turn and ask the sorceress for her name when she did something rather strange.

"Good to know, good to know. My name is Xene Raptis, pleased to meet you. Also, SHAZAM!"

He looked around, they were in a cave of some sort and were looking for a dragon, he'd feel better if he knew what kind of dragon and what it could do, but the woman seemed confident enough so maybe it wasn't a big deal. Hopefully its just a baby dragon or something.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Well, dragon is either here or doesn't exist. Let's hurry up!"

Will's mouth was wide open for a short moment, before he closed it. He was speechless. How was he to expect that she meant now? This very moment? And were they on a cliff? How close had they been to her teleporting them to the wrong location? Not to mention, Lucas seemed strangely okay with it. Or was he just keeping calm? Will realized that if the woman really was insane, this might be the place she'd take them to murder them brutally, or something just as crazy as that. Or perhaps there was a dragon. A huge, dangerous dragon, ready to kill them instantly.

He walked away from the edge, he had no fear of heights, but he didn't exactly trust this lady, nor did he want to fall down. Dragging Lucas as far away from the cliff as he could, without walking into the cave, Will approached it carefully. "Say, you finding anything?" he asked, before moving in. It didn't sound like there was anything inside there, but then again, all he could hear was the sound of his heartbeats. He hid behind Lucas as they went further into the cave, just in case.

 

[Terratina.]

"...Besides, I'm sure you don't want to help out the Templars. Wouldn't it be more fun to volunteer for the Iscariots' experiments?"

This was a game a more awake Haytham would be happy to play. If she thought that he was just going to put up with that little show, well she was wrong. For one thing, he hated needles, dentists and the smell of hospitals, Haytham would probably enjoy a life-or-death battle between a demon more. Why would people volunteer to be tested on anyway? They probably wanted something to happen like growing a third arm or something and becoming a superhero, just like in the comics. Or they were desperate for work that did not include being faced with the threat of death-by-demon. Haytham was not of one them.

"I hate needles." He answered, mock-sour as he walked after her. Switching his tone to a mock-pleading one complete with an attempt at puppy-dog eyes he continued, "Please? Just what is it you want me to do, Miss. This Is My Mission?"

 

[Ruedyn]

"Say, you finding anything?"

Xene stared at a coiled serpent, sitting in the the very back of the cave. She could see it from a lightning bolt in her hand, the light gleaming off the scales. It reared it's head, and starred into her eyes with its' snake like pupils, it's mustache looking thing almost getting sucked into its' mouth with every breath, before getting blown back outward.

"... What an ugly, disappointing creature. Yeah, found it!" she looked around the cave, paintings lined the walls, and the ground near the dragon was almost covered in gold and treasure. She was mildly impressed by this, though kept quiet as she slowly approached the dragon.

"Don't worry, not going to hurt- SHABANG!" She threw a lightning bolt, which bounced off its' scales and hit Mona Lisa between the eyebrows.

"Now that was just rude. Whenever you two are ready, need to hit the stomach I think!"

 

[IFS]

"Now that was just rude. Whenever you two are ready, need to hit the stomach I think!"

Lucas wasn't sure what he had expected a dragon to look like, but he doubted it was quite like this, Will would probably be terrified of it, given how serpentine it looked. He stepped in front of Will, ready to shield him from attack, his right arm pulled in his hand and he felt a shift of mass from his torso as more of it allocated to there, transforming into a monstrous and twisted chitinous shield. Even as this happened the fingers on his other hand also shrunk inwards as they were absorbed, the bones in his arm sharpened and lengthened, protruding from his palm as his left arm became a short lance of bone.

"Will, try throwing something at it, I don't think I'd last long up close against it," he said as he adopted a fighting stance.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

The witch was browsing the mission board, neither of the two appealed to her; one was searching for test subjects, something she had the unfortunate luck of already experiencing after joining SLICE and the other was to search for some lost Templars, a mission that was more suited to her abilities rather than her tastes.

Interrupting her perusal of the board, a large bearded man who looked quite flustered suddenly approached her asking for some help reading some manuscript or text and then completing a mission. A woman had started complaining loudly behind her. The request seemed easy enough and if it got her away from the two brothers and the noisy HQ then she would do it.

"Fine." She replied.

 

[Ruedyn]

"Fine."

The Giant nodded his head, and handed the paper to the tiny lady. He had an odd aura of heat, his hand felt 5 degrees warmer than the room they were standing in.

"I'll follow you, runes on the wall are good enough for transportation. You have all the power of a fire Jotun behind you, we shall not fail!" He slammed his fists together, creating a minor spark.

The piece of paper showed an interesting mission, apparently a traitor had gone and summoned a Demon Lord, and were killing off agents in Australia. The facility there had gone silent, so they assume the worst. There was even a bounty on the head of the traitor!

"So, what do you think? Shall we be off?"

 

[DarkRawen]

Well, what the hell. It seemed the dragon was more like a large snake. Fuck. Will frowned, but luckily Lucas stepped in front of him, removing a lot of his view of the long dragon-snake-thing. He really didn't like snakes.

"Will, try throwing something at it, I don't think I'd last long up close against it,"

He looked at the treasure around the dragon, he figured he should get something sharp. Or perhaps heavy was the way to go? "Both." Will lifted up several items, letting them gain speed and using as much force as possible while throwing them at the dragon's stomach, making for a powerful impact.