Difference between revisions of "The Fox Mind pt 1 - RPLOG"
From Flexible Survival
(Auto update) |
(Auto update) |
||
| Line 12: | Line 12: | ||
25/5/2013 | 25/5/2013 | ||
=Log= | =Log= | ||
| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>Zypher was kind enough to lease out their chopper for this mission, beinging with it all the volunteer agents as well as a small team of others. Landing carefully on some unbroken blacktop, the blades wind down. The commander turns to look at everyone. "Ok, the 5 of us will secure this point!" The Small Lioness says as shoulders her pack, "You volunteers, I want you all to go out there and make contact with the person who sent that message. Lets move everyone! And remember, there is no bubble here, so be careful. Any nanite powers you usually use will be very weakened. Use your wits and your gear until we know more. Lets move people lets move!" Outside the chopper is a ruined city, layed to waste by something long ago, though it seems that minor efforts to help rebuild have been started. The mid day sun beats down, unusual for this time of year.<br> <br>Angus stepped out of the chopper with a frown across his muzzle, either way the situation wasn't good and the Coyote knew it as he nodded to the Feline. "You sure five is going to be enough?" He asked with all seriousness, already going through a mental checklist to make sure he had everything as he turned back to the ruined City.<br> <br>Herma actually looked nervious, and... well sie was masturbating to deal with it apparently. The pegasus's knees quivered a bit and sie whimpered a bit as sie spoked, with a gurgling sound in hir loins "I-It's about the max I can cover with protein shield while outside the do-ooohhh-me, otherwise I'd cover 8." Herma nodded before sie stood off to the side, "Everyone line up for some protection"<br> <br>Miora would glance around at the area, never having been this far out before, feeling her abilities and nanomagic a bit weaker than before, taking a deep breath she would glance to Selyra who was still on the chopper behind her, feeling a bit nervous about hte new area, but not as nervous as some, a small part of her excited as she clenches her medkit a bit tighter, having followed Selyra here and not backing out now.<br> <br>The sight of Herma jacking off for half the ride puts at least one person off. Selyra steps out of the chopper behind Miora, edging herself away from the pegasus. "I... think I'm fine withOUT a 'shield'..." she says skeptically, ensuring she was likely outside of the lewd range. With the debriefing that they'd be leaving a bubble, she was sure to shrink her assets down to a more manageable size. Rather than her six watermelons and head-sized udder, she now possesses four D's and no udder, while her torso holster carries her rifles crossed on her back. Now off the chopper, she listens to the commander's words carefully before a nod of affirmation.<br> <br>Edel pulls her goggles down over her eyes as she drops out of the helicopter. If she's nervous, she doesn't show it. At least not with her facial expressions. The rest of her body tells another story, though, from the way her tail twitches to the way her left arm rests on the hilt of her sword. "I'll pass on that, too, thanks." And with that, she shuffles slightly out of Herma's way.<br> <br>Dio unstraps the shotgun attached to his back and brings it to his two hands before jumping out of the helicopter, a large whisper of weakness as the reality of being out of bubble sinks in. "Perhaps having a smaller team of qualified individuals is better than an army in this case." The semi-formally dressed silver lion draws his eyes upon the local coyote, wondering if Angus were to remember the 'mercy killing' performed upon him upon the last Oregon expedition. "You won't be doing that to me I'm afraid," he commands, moving out of the way and raising the shotgun to his shoulder.<br> <br>"Gotcha, good luck out here.. Oregon ain't for the faint've heart!" Sara calls over her shoulder to the pilots offering to stay behind as she steps out of the helicopter, and makes her way away from Herma, making sure she's far out of the 'protection' sie had offered. Once far enough the dragoness reaches both clawed hands into the trench coat covering her, pulling two handguns from within. "So.. anyone know where this place is the radio mentioned? I unfortunately have no map on hand so.. well, I'm kinda blind here." as she speaks her hidden golden gaze watches the surroundings, making sure nothing can come out of hiding without her knowing about it. "God damn, I hate this place.." she can be heard mumbling as she waits.<br> <br>Alkain shakes his head as he watches the ground pass below the helicopter and sighs, "I'm beginning to hate Oregon..." he shrugs as he looks to the others as he makes sure his equipment is ready, "I'll... Pass..." as he looks at Herma with a blush, "Anyway... I'm not sure either, I would need a map." as he moves out of the way of Herma's Protein Shield, hopefully<br> <br>Edel scratches one of her ears and looks around, frowning. "I can't say I know where we're going, either. I've never been up this way before, myself."<br> <br>The commander shakes her head and nods a few times "Good luck, less then half a click north should be your target. We will make sure to keep the chopper safe incase you need a quick exit. Again, be careful out there." Then she and her men start working to secure the chopper. Weapons are drawn out and ready, food distributed to everyone, water, and ammunition as well.<br> <br>"Suit yourself everyone... But... you might not be far enough away..." Herma moaned as hir jizz coated herself for sure, and whoever was unlucky, with a protective layer of cum |
| + | "Sorry if you got any in the eyes"<br> <br>Angus rolls his eyes at the commander and sighs. "Well...this should be intresting." He frowned, drawing one of his revovlers as he cocked back the hammer and turned to the city. Like everyone else he felt the effects of not being in he bubble, but this time it was different for him.. There was no more pain associated with it, as the nanites the gave his body extra protection were gone. "Everyone ready?" The coyote asked, turning to face the others.<br> <br>"Less than half a click? Understood, thank you, sir!" Sara mentions as she looks over her shoulder to the commander and from there, towards the north her eyes squint and scan the horrizon for anything moving ahead, "Well, I guess we should move then. The less time I spend in this place, the better." and with that the woman begins to move forward, her pistols already held at the ready.<br> <br>Miora would eep as she was unlucky, getting a good coating of cum on her, shuddering and trying to wipe off what she could. Eventually just giving up and falling in line behind everyone, not really eager to be the first into combat, having little more than her claws and teeth to attack with, although she made sure to bring plenty of bottled milk and medicine via Selyra's instructions.<br> <br>Dio walks over to the various piles of supplies, searching for shotgun shells to strap to the side of his shotgun and a few in his pockets. "Can never be too careful," the lion murmurs under his breath. The shotgun draws upwards to his eyes as they inspect and analyze, making sure everything is ship-shape. "I see some of you are veterans of the area." The lion starts a stride towards Sara, and then looks towards Angus once more. "Some more than others it would seem... But yes!" Dio clicks the safety off on his shotgun and begins heading forward. "Back into the hell hole!"<br> <br>Edel flips a switch on her sword scabbard and presses a button. "As ready as I'm going to be for this, I think." She turns and begins trotting off after Dio. "Oh, some veterans will be lovely. I'm trusting you not to lead us into anything too terrible, yeah?" She gives a soft laugh and a shrug. "I might hold it against you, if you do, you know!" she teases. | ||
Revision as of 08:11, 25 May 2013
Participants
Date
25/5/2013
Log
Zypher was kind enough to lease out their chopper for this mission, beinging with it all the volunteer agents as well as a small team of others. Landing carefully on some unbroken blacktop, the blades wind down. The commander turns to look at everyone. "Ok, the 5 of us will secure this point!" The Small Lioness says as shoulders her pack, "You volunteers, I want you all to go out there and make contact with the person who sent that message. Lets move everyone! And remember, there is no bubble here, so be careful. Any nanite powers you usually use will be very weakened. Use your wits and your gear until we know more. Lets move people lets move!" Outside the chopper is a ruined city, layed to waste by something long ago, though it seems that minor efforts to help rebuild have been started. The mid day sun beats down, unusual for this time of year.
Angus stepped out of the chopper with a frown across his muzzle, either way the situation wasn't good and the Coyote knew it as he nodded to the Feline. "You sure five is going to be enough?" He asked with all seriousness, already going through a mental checklist to make sure he had everything as he turned back to the ruined City.
Herma actually looked nervious, and... well sie was masturbating to deal with it apparently. The pegasus's knees quivered a bit and sie whimpered a bit as sie spoked, with a gurgling sound in hir loins "I-It's about the max I can cover with protein shield while outside the do-ooohhh-me, otherwise I'd cover 8." Herma nodded before sie stood off to the side, "Everyone line up for some protection"
Miora would glance around at the area, never having been this far out before, feeling her abilities and nanomagic a bit weaker than before, taking a deep breath she would glance to Selyra who was still on the chopper behind her, feeling a bit nervous about hte new area, but not as nervous as some, a small part of her excited as she clenches her medkit a bit tighter, having followed Selyra here and not backing out now.
The sight of Herma jacking off for half the ride puts at least one person off. Selyra steps out of the chopper behind Miora, edging herself away from the pegasus. "I... think I'm fine withOUT a 'shield'..." she says skeptically, ensuring she was likely outside of the lewd range. With the debriefing that they'd be leaving a bubble, she was sure to shrink her assets down to a more manageable size. Rather than her six watermelons and head-sized udder, she now possesses four D's and no udder, while her torso holster carries her rifles crossed on her back. Now off the chopper, she listens to the commander's words carefully before a nod of affirmation.
Edel pulls her goggles down over her eyes as she drops out of the helicopter. If she's nervous, she doesn't show it. At least not with her facial expressions. The rest of her body tells another story, though, from the way her tail twitches to the way her left arm rests on the hilt of her sword. "I'll pass on that, too, thanks." And with that, she shuffles slightly out of Herma's way.
Dio unstraps the shotgun attached to his back and brings it to his two hands before jumping out of the helicopter, a large whisper of weakness as the reality of being out of bubble sinks in. "Perhaps having a smaller team of qualified individuals is better than an army in this case." The semi-formally dressed silver lion draws his eyes upon the local coyote, wondering if Angus were to remember the 'mercy killing' performed upon him upon the last Oregon expedition. "You won't be doing that to me I'm afraid," he commands, moving out of the way and raising the shotgun to his shoulder.
"Gotcha, good luck out here.. Oregon ain't for the faint've heart!" Sara calls over her shoulder to the pilots offering to stay behind as she steps out of the helicopter, and makes her way away from Herma, making sure she's far out of the 'protection' sie had offered. Once far enough the dragoness reaches both clawed hands into the trench coat covering her, pulling two handguns from within. "So.. anyone know where this place is the radio mentioned? I unfortunately have no map on hand so.. well, I'm kinda blind here." as she speaks her hidden golden gaze watches the surroundings, making sure nothing can come out of hiding without her knowing about it. "God damn, I hate this place.." she can be heard mumbling as she waits.
Alkain shakes his head as he watches the ground pass below the helicopter and sighs, "I'm beginning to hate Oregon..." he shrugs as he looks to the others as he makes sure his equipment is ready, "I'll... Pass..." as he looks at Herma with a blush, "Anyway... I'm not sure either, I would need a map." as he moves out of the way of Herma's Protein Shield, hopefully
Edel scratches one of her ears and looks around, frowning. "I can't say I know where we're going, either. I've never been up this way before, myself."
The commander shakes her head and nods a few times "Good luck, less then half a click north should be your target. We will make sure to keep the chopper safe incase you need a quick exit. Again, be careful out there." Then she and her men start working to secure the chopper. Weapons are drawn out and ready, food distributed to everyone, water, and ammunition as well.
"Suit yourself everyone... But... you might not be far enough away..." Herma moaned as hir jizz coated herself for sure, and whoever was unlucky, with a protective layer of cum
"Sorry if you got any in the eyes"
Angus rolls his eyes at the commander and sighs. "Well...this should be intresting." He frowned, drawing one of his revovlers as he cocked back the hammer and turned to the city. Like everyone else he felt the effects of not being in he bubble, but this time it was different for him.. There was no more pain associated with it, as the nanites the gave his body extra protection were gone. "Everyone ready?" The coyote asked, turning to face the others.
"Less than half a click? Understood, thank you, sir!" Sara mentions as she looks over her shoulder to the commander and from there, towards the north her eyes squint and scan the horrizon for anything moving ahead, "Well, I guess we should move then. The less time I spend in this place, the better." and with that the woman begins to move forward, her pistols already held at the ready.
Miora would eep as she was unlucky, getting a good coating of cum on her, shuddering and trying to wipe off what she could. Eventually just giving up and falling in line behind everyone, not really eager to be the first into combat, having little more than her claws and teeth to attack with, although she made sure to bring plenty of bottled milk and medicine via Selyra's instructions.
Dio walks over to the various piles of supplies, searching for shotgun shells to strap to the side of his shotgun and a few in his pockets. "Can never be too careful," the lion murmurs under his breath. The shotgun draws upwards to his eyes as they inspect and analyze, making sure everything is ship-shape. "I see some of you are veterans of the area." The lion starts a stride towards Sara, and then looks towards Angus once more. "Some more than others it would seem... But yes!" Dio clicks the safety off on his shotgun and begins heading forward. "Back into the hell hole!"
Edel flips a switch on her sword scabbard and presses a button. "As ready as I'm going to be for this, I think." She turns and begins trotting off after Dio. "Oh, some veterans will be lovely. I'm trusting you not to lead us into anything too terrible, yeah?" She gives a soft laugh and a shrug. "I might hold it against you, if you do, you know!" she teases.
