WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Hey everybody what's going...*7 new pages*...Well f*ck me. Come on guys. I leave for, like, 9-10 hours, tops, and suddenly the plot's no where near me? I guess I should be used to this. Whelp *cracks knuckles* time for some serious retconning (don't worry, I won't screw things up...too much...).

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: I'm still here

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Maybe we could retcon...together? I just want to get where everyone else is in semi-legitimate way.

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: Well normally you're character would have just followed along with everyone else's but...

Omega walked up to the General. "Um... Mr. General, where'd everyone go?" He looked rather confused as he ate a BBQ chicken leg.

OoC: And now that I know what retcon means... not sure why I didn't know it off hand but whatever, I'm not very good at that kind of stuff, and barely read through everything before posting here.

Basically Reno and Rude set up Joe and Preginald, they run, everyone at the base see Noir fighting reporters and stuff, Merc has a Mr. Rash episode again, Jaguar's character has multiple convulsions and now everyone went on the hoverbus to fight Noir's monsters, as well as, get weapons... ya that's about it. Lots of OoC...

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Yeah I knew the gist of what had happened. Upon further reflection, I realise that I will be gone the same amount of time tomorrow so it would not do much good for me to join everyone. But I think I can keep you and I entertained...

[SOME TIME IN THE PAST](Really no reason to read this. Actual "plot" at the very end and will be more after.)

Will wasn't very interested in what was happening in the conference room, since it seemed nothing he could do or say would have any affect on the events transpiring so he left. As he walked he came across a large hallway that had a sign that said: HALL OF ANCIENT WEAPONS. Interested in what he would find inside he entered. As he walked he saw many archaic weapons of war from many different places and times.

Eventually he came upon some familiar items. Swords, muskets and cannons that he had used and seen used in the Civil war. Seeing these items made him slightly home sick, again the images of his few friends and family members flashed into his mind. As he continued on he saw that now the weapons were from a time just ahead of his own. He was intrigued by the advancements that would be made. Two things caught his eye especially. The Winchester rifle and Colt Single Action Revolver. He vaguely remembered hearing about new models of these weapons being in development and saw that both had made new models in 1873.

Wanting to take a closer look, Will saw that the glass case the guns were behind had a sliding glass door. So he took them both out and began inspecting them. He concluded that they were fine weapons. He then saw a box of ammunition, a sling for the rifle, and a satchel that could hold ammo for the guns (all marked "DO NOT TOUCH!" of course). Looking around and seeing nobody, Will decided that the talking box wouldn't miss a few little pieces from such a massive collection, so he filled up the satchel with ammo and put the sling and rifle on his back and the revolver into another holster he took. Before he left he saw one final thing; a, rather hansom looking, seven inch long Bowie knife. Figuring that this, too, could be useful he put it into the sheath it was displayed with and slipped it into his boot.

Hearing a noise above him he saw through a skylight that Preginald's bus was leaving, taking mostly everyone else with it. "Oh you dirty, rotten, sons of bi-" he started to say.

["PLOT" and presentish time]

Suddenly there were alarms going off all around. Worried that he had set them off he when to make a quick exit. Seeing Preginald's soldiers running around he stopped one. "What's happening?" he asked.

"It's the New Zealand army! They say we're on a nature preserve and if we don't leave immediately they'll fire on us!"

OOC: Man that was a lot of writing! That's about the best I can come up with. If you want to do something different, Zeph, I understand (assuming your still around).

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: I guess I'll just keep on going. Again, no real reason to read any of this. Just trying to entertain myself.

"Hmmm, You had better take me to the command center." Will said to the solider.

The solider looked even more nervous now. "I-I-I'm not sure I'm a-allowed to..." he stuttered out.

"Unless you want to lead the defence of this base and repulse this attack yourself?" Will asked with a stern glare.

The solider took a large gulp and said "O-o-ok. Come with me then."

Just before the two left Will felt something tug on his pants. Looking down he saw it was Omega Joe. "Um... Mr. General, where'd everyone go?" he said as he munched on a chicken leg.

'Oh great' Will thought as he looked at the little stick man. "Come on. You'd better come with me." he said as he gently scooped him up before he could be squashed by someones shoe.

"Come on, come on let's go." the solider said impatiently. So the three set off to the fort's central command center. On the way the solider informed Will of all of the fort's defensive capabilities.

 

[Zepherus14]

Spoiler: Lots of text

OOC: Yeah I knew the gist of what had happened. Upon further reflection, I realise that I will be gone the same amount of time tomorrow so it would not do much good for me to join everyone. But I think I can keep you and I entertained...

[SOME TIME IN THE PAST](Really no reason to read this. Actual "plot" at the very end and will be more after.)

Will wasn't very interested in what was happening in the conference room, since it seemed nothing he could do or say would have any affect on the events transpiring so he left. As he walked he came across a large hallway that had a sign that said: HALL OF ANCIENT WEAPONS. Interested in what he would find inside he entered. As he walked he saw many archaic weapons of war from many different places and times.

Eventually he came upon some familiar items. Swords, muskets and cannons that he had used and seen used in the Civil war. Seeing these items made him slightly home sick, again the images of his few friends and family members flashed into his mind. As he continued on he saw that now the weapons were from a time just ahead of his own. He was intrigued by the advancements that would be made. Two things caught his eye especially. The Winchester rifle and Colt Single Action Revolver. He vaguely remembered hearing about new models of these weapons being in development and saw that both had made new models in 1873.

Wanting to take a closer look, Will saw that the glass case the guns were behind had a sliding glass door. So he took them both out and began inspecting them. He concluded that they were fine weapons. He then saw a box of ammunition, a sling for the rifle, and a satchel that could hold ammo for the guns (all marked "DO NOT TOUCH!" of course). Looking around and seeing nobody, Will decided that the talking box wouldn't miss a few little pieces from such a massive collection, so he filled up the satchel with ammo and put the sling and rifle on his back and the revolver into another holster he took. Before he left he saw one final thing; a, rather hansom looking, seven inch long Bowie knife. Figuring that this, too, could be useful he put it into the sheath it was displayed with and slipped it into his boot.

Hearing a noise above him he saw through a skylight that Preginald's bus was leaving, taking mostly everyone else with it. "Oh you dirty, rotten, sons of bi-" he started to say.

["PLOT" and presentish time]

Suddenly there were alarms going off all around. Worried that he had set them off he when to make a quick exit. Seeing Preginald's soldiers running around he stopped one. "What's happening?" he asked.

"It's the New Zealand army! They say we're on a nature preserve and if we don't leave immediately they'll fire on us!"

OOC: Man that was a lot of writing! That's about the best I can come up with. If you want to do something different, Zeph, I understand (assuming your still around).

It's fine, your probably gone by now, I had school stuff to deal with...argh... ANYWAYS seems pretty good, alot better than what I did =P

OR NOT!!

HAPPY 100 pages!!

Omega Joe normally didn't go this fast, the wind was rushing passed his non-existent hair. "WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Oh you are here! Can you stick around? I've got nothing better to do for the next 2 hours or so.

The trio arrived at the command center and saw that it was almost in complete disarray, with people running around without accomplish much of anything. 'Humph. What sort of operation is this DSington running anyway?' Will thought as he looked at the panic and chaos before him with disdain. "Listen up! Who's the ranking officer here?" he asked in a commanding tone. As soon as he did the room fell almost entirely silent as everyone looked at him with shocked expressions.

"Uh...Mr. DSington never really gave us ranks...per-say..." one solider said timidly.

Will's scowl deepened. "Then who is in charge?" Now everyone stayed silent and avoided his gaze. "Well that just makes things easier. I'm in charge now. Any objections?" No one said anything.

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: I got another 45mins, have work tomorrow, but lets do this!

"erm..." Omega looked up, but William looked him right in the eye. "NO SIR!!" Omega shouted.

"Alright where is the attack coming from?!" William bellowed.

 

[world_of_dragons]

[ooc: Well, this post is more to catch up and select Takashi's weapons.]

Takashi perused the weapons before settling upon an assault rifle of some sort. Unfortunately Kohta wasn't there to explain what it was or how to use it, so for the most part he would have to wing it. He also found a machete and decided to work through some Kali strikes and footwork to test its heft and swing, later combining it with one of his trench knives. He nodded as it met his standards, sheathed and slung it over his back.

He then hopped back unto the bus and listened to Joe and Eragon's conversation.

"That's... Interesting. I met a guy kind of like you..." He decided not to mention the pandemic he'd been ripped away from. "He was called Kuroryu; he's a very powerful martial artist who knew how to use all kinds of weapons from Japan, China & The Philipines, could shoot fire and lightning out of his hands and fingers and could move extremely fast and ignore pain. He taught me and a couple of my friends some of what he knew, including the focus technique... I can't maintain as long as my friend, Saeko, but I can use it to move really fast."

 

[Zepherus14]

[ooc: Well, this post is more to catch up and select Takashi's weapons.]

He then hopped back unto the bus and listened to Joe and Eragon's conversation.

"That's... Interesting. I met a guy kind of like you..." He decided not to mention the pandemic he'd been ripped away from. "He was called Kuroryu; he's a very powerful martial artist who knew how to use all kinds of weapons from Japan, China & The Philipines, could shoot fire and lightning out of his hands and fingers and could move extremely fast and ignore pain. He taught me and a couple of my friends some of what he knew, including the focus technique... I can't maintain as long as my friend, Saeko, but I can use it to move really fast."

Joe looked over to Takashi. "Hold on when did you learn how to speak English? Weren't you speaking Japanese before... BAKA!"

 

[world_of_dragons]

[ooc: Well, this post is more to catch up and select Takashi's weapons.]

He then hopped back unto the bus and listened to Joe and Eragon's conversation.

"That's... Interesting. I met a guy kind of like you..." He decided not to mention the pandemic he'd been ripped away from. "He was called Kuroryu; he's a very powerful martial artist who knew how to use all kinds of weapons from Japan, China & The Philipines, could shoot fire and lightning out of his hands and fingers and could move extremely fast and ignore pain. He taught me and a couple of my friends some of what he knew, including the focus technique... I can't maintain as long as my friend, Saeko, but I can use it to move really fast."

Joe looked over to Takashi. "Hold on when did you learn how to speak English? Weren't you speaking Japanese before... BAKA!"

(OOC: Merc's translating all of Takashi's dialogue, actually)

 

[Outisakanobody]

Will smiled at Omega Joe. "Good."

"Well, Mr. Uh..." another solider said as he stepped forward.

"GENERAL Sherman." Will corrected him immediately.

"Oh, uh right. General, sir, if you look over here you can see the entire surrounding area as a hologram." he said as he gestured to a large round table. As he touched a few buttons a very accurate hologram of the surrounding area came up, showing a large amount of enemy soldiers only about a mile or so from the fort. The solider quickly did his best to explain how to use the projection device.

Will was a little taken aback by the technology, but he decided this was no time to be caught up in something like that. He needed to focus. 'It's just like using figurines on a map.' he told himself.

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: oh ok, Joe will be learning Japanese soon if he doesn't get mind-controlled first... (That and you haven't done anything about the times I've called you Baka=idiot/stupid

"Exactly Mr. General, Sir" Omega piped up.

"So what weapons do we have at our disposal here?" Omega looked around with a twinkling eyes.

 

[world_of_dragons]

"Also, would you please stop calling me 'baka'?" Takashi said to the little stick man. He suddenly came to realize he hadn't so much bat an eyelash at anything he's seen since ending up here.

 

[Arrogancy]

OOC: I just thought I'd add more to Alek's subplot with the current lull. I'm not entirely certain where I'm going to end this, so let's see what happens.

Alek slumped in his chair. He was expectant, edgy. Despite the ludicrous speed, there was still some time to kill before they arrived at their destination. He looked out the window, time to kill...

Alek blinked, it was bitterly cold. He was clutching the scroll Volger had just given him, trying to hold back tears. This was why his parents had been killed, he knew. "Your father," Count Volger was saying, "Was killed because he was a man of peace and the Germans wanted war. You were just a side-note." Despite the wildcount's attempts to make him feel better, he didn't. Alek knew somewhere that Volger was right, but for the moment he was miserable, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was entirely his fault.

Alek turned to look at the sky, above was an enormous airship. A zepplin. "They've found us!" He exclaimed, even in the castle in Switzerland, his father's last gift to him, the Germans had found him and come. Volger looked up as well. "An airship, certainly," the count said, "But not a zepplin. Look." Alek looked once more. The wildcount was right, it wasn't a zepplin, it was a Darwinist beast, a British hydrogen-whale if he wasn't mistaken, and it was crashing into the mountain...

Alek broke out of his trance with a start. This was happening far too frequently for his liking. That tense feeling of anticipation had redoubled within him. It was coming. Soon...

 

[Zepherus14]

Eragon whispered to Joe in his mind. "He thinks your short by the way".

Joe stood up as tall as he could. "Who the hell are you calling short!" Joe managed to stand at a height of 6 feet. "Who's short now!" Joe bellowed.

OoC: I mentioned this before but Joe is actually human height, the Joes are about 4 feet, and Omega is about 6 inches

 

[Outisakanobody]

Will studied the hologram. Seeing that the entirety of the attacking force was located in front of them he smirked. 'Fools. Rank amateurs.' he thought. Looking at a timer he saw that they had been given 30min to surrender, they now had twenty left. Looking at a list of his forces he chose several squads and gave them orders to take up defensive positions at several points in the front of the the fort. He saw an option "OPEN TRENCHES", clicked it and ordered a platoon to occupy them. Opening the base defense list he saw mortars were mounted on the roof. He virtually ordered them to fire into the center of the lines once they were in range. He positioned a few squads at the back of the complex just in case. Then he ordered four platoons to split up and work their way around the enemy to cut off their retreat. The rest of his men he left as a reserve force.

As the orders began to be transmitted to the various personnel the solider that would be Will's assistant said "The men have received your orders sir. Everything should be in place just before the attack."

"Good." was all Will said.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Hope I'm not going too slow for you Zep. And Arrogancy, I had a little plot arc thing planned for your character and mine. If you could keep him around until after that, that would be awesome, but if you can't that's fine.

Will waited in tense anticipation for the timer to run out. But he liked this sort of anticipation...well...maybe he didn't 'like' it, but he recognised it more-so than anything else he had encountered in this world. That old flutter in his stomach as his brain worked out plans and strategies. Looking at the timer he saw it was almost at zero.

 

[Zepherus14]

"Nicely done Mr. General Sir, I wouldn't have been able to come up with a plan like that. So what should I do?" Omega looked up at William questioningly.

OoC: Omega is limited by his size on what he can do, better just for him to watch and learn, unless you think of something, but I'm leaving soon.