Return to Paradise - RPLOG
Participants
Date
8/10/2017
Log
Camped at the entrance to the highway is a human male dressed in overalls, and despite Zephyr giving the call for agents, the man is wearing a Promethian illuminated helmet. He leans against the cab of what looks like a salvaged blue pickup truck and trailer, quite a few panels of it looking like they were eaten through by nanites. As everyone gathers he speaks: "For those who haven't seen me before I'm Smithson and I'll be driving you out to the town of Paradise. Rumor has it that we may have left some salvage and some of the armor plating behind." He then looks to those who were with him the last time he went out. "Any questions?"
Ebreus glides down to the familiar sight of Smithson and his truck, taking note from the air of the agents who appear to be aproaching from the ground. He lands next to the truck in time to hear Smithson introduce himself. He says, "Hi Smithson, glad to be working with you again and thanks for the timely save last time." He then looks around to the gathering agents and adjusts his hight a bit shorter since they are about to be leaving the bubble.
A trip to the highway was nothing less than usual. However, for Mokou as she stepped out onto the path towards that truck, twas anything but usual. Her normal attire gone in exchange for what almost seemed a bulky chemsuit, swaddling her in its matte-blackened grey finish. Upon her back a large metalic box of sorts, a dismal blackish sludge seeming to move through a nozzle by its side. Her steps were heavy, and her smile bleak as she looked up to the human lad in the truck. "Of... course. Glad to be... of help. Questions... No. Nothing for now. Just need... want this to be done and over with." She reached up, scratching at that iron collar sitting upon her throat, a small chuckle given in turn... "Hopefully will be better than the... other parts to this."
Anbessa lets out alight hum as he steps up as well, hand grasping his bow that's carried over his shoulder as he steps up alongside the other agents, glancing over and back at the others who are approaching as well. Though he quickly returns attention to Smithson to nod his head. "Nice to meetcha, I'm Anbessa." The black haired human introducing himself, silver eyes glancing over the others curiously to spot any familiar faces... And he does indeed spot a few, blinking and smiling to Mokou with a small smirk, though he does pause to look over her outfit that makes the human tilt his head a bit. Certainly a new look, and not one he has seen before... Oh well. Though as he stands there, he takes a few moments to fiddle with the straps of his rather hefty looking riot armor. Either this is his first run out with his armor, or he is still adjusting it, though it does look like it fits his body well, alongside he seems to be geared up with some kind've polearm and a bow with a quiver full of arrows.
Pelle flutters over to the meeting place and lands, she looks around and gives a wave to the ones she knows "hello Smithson thanks for last time" she says and shifts to a bigger form and gives ebreus a hug " and hello ebreus" she says and looks at the ones that arrive after her
she is covered in a jumpsuit with an armord west over her torso and reinforced bits to her jumpsuit that the west isn't covering on her back she has her bow and her rocket launcher on her waist she has her chainsaw strapped to it and a small knife with a quiver with a few arrows and around 3 rockets in it the quiver seems to be made specially to carry rockets and over her west is around 3 grenades and a pistol with a 3 mags to it
It was a glorious day, just past noon, with clear skies and a faint wind. The sun shined down upon the earth, feeding it with life sustaining warmth, giving everyone a final glimpse of good weather before winter inevitably rolls in. Indeed, it was a glorious day, a glorious day to take a risk, a wonderful time to be alive and set out to change the world. Onward! Onward to adventure!
Such was the mood of a very jovial jackal as he bounds through the air, his super jump nanomagic carrying him far with every leap! His feet strike the earth with tremendous force, his weight substantial, yet not enough to crack the ground. To feel the wind in his onyx mane, to face the dangers of the outside world, such were the things that made his day... excellent.
T'was time to leave the bubble again, and this time he came armed with an arsenal much different than what he once used. Where he had a chainsword now the canine carried a flamethrower. His submachine gun had long since been substituted by a laser rifle, a pistol of intricate design and function graced his belt, and a dagger laced with the most potent of poisons lay concealed somewhere among his attire.
The jackal seemed a touch different than his usual self, though not from his attire but because of a very distinct new feature his recently upgraded form came equipped with. His right arm was fully metallic, covered by sheets of armor and guarded by a sturdy metal shoulderguard, fingers capped with steel and a pair of lethal looking claws nesting retracted within the synthetic-looking extremity. Where fabric once covered everything on that arm below the shoulder, now nothing resided, likely so as to not restrict its functionality.
His left eye stared intently, focused and ready for anything that may come, while his right was missing entirely! It was replaced by a circular metallic apparatus, a deep crimson lens faintly glowing in place of the missing organ, the cold steel connecting it to his flesh, or rather replacing said flesh rounding his scalp and reaching back all the way to the rear of his head.
- THUD* The jackal lands after his final leap, his fall sudden and loud, shockwave kicking up a bit of dust around him. He rises from a slight kneel and dusts himself off, glances around the crowd and flashes a toothy smile. "Gentlemen!" he greets with a cheery yip, his piercing gaze and red lens focusing on the various faces around, as though he was... scanning... "Hey Eb." he greets his friend, then moves in to wrap his arms around a very well armored fennec fox in what appeared to be a chem suit! He lifts her up and squeezes her for a moment, even though the pack on her back took most of the pressure, then releases her back down onto the ground, "Never thought I'd see you in one of these, but it's nice you're well prepared!" he chirrups happily to her, then averts his eyes towards the human in the group. "Nice duds, bud." he fingerbangs at the man, referencing his riot armor. It was of decent make and covered his body well, after all! Finally, he turns to Pelle, the adorable little mutant now an adorable little puffin... well, for a moment, it seems. "Glad to see you too, Pelle." the canine greets with a mirthful chuckle, and glances over towards Smithson. "Heya Smith! Long time no see! How's the old bird doing?" he asks and pats the hood of their transport.
"Pellie!" comes a cheerful calling from above, followed shortly afterwards by a tiny pink pony pegasus tackle-hugging the gargoyle sentinel. Firecracker gives hir a full-body embrace before releasing and looking around to the rest of the group. "Hiya other peoples, too!" she greets them all with a wave of a foreleg as she rises up to a hover. "I'm Firecracker! What're your names?" After a moment of recognition and a couple of blinks accompanying it as she looks around to the group, she continues, "Oh wait! I'm the last one here! I knew I shouldn't've stopped for snacks on the way!... Hehehe naaah, I definitely shoulda stopped for snacks on the way!" With that, she pulls a flower out of her mane with a forehoof and pops the head into her mouth, chewing on the petals while the stem pokes out from her lips.
With no questions, everyone is ushered into the seats or onto the back of the truck to get going. The trip to Paradise is uneventful, and the town itself looks just as abandoned as the last time a crew was sent here. Smithson pulls the truck into the parking lot of a diner, the scene of the attack a few weeks prior. The remains of that day are still here, untouched. the bodies of soldiers are still about, now rotting where they lay, and the diner was blown halfway open, but thankfully what fires there were didn't spread to the rest of the town. The truck that is supposed to hold the remaining armor plating is still there, laying on its side, in the middle of the area.
Firecracker happily hops into the truck to sit on whatever person's head or lap or whatever i available for the ride. Then when the truck leaves the bubble, her Distributed Nanomagic activates almost instantly, providing nanitey goodness for everyone nearby!
Ebreus climbs onto the back of the truck and welcomes Otto to join him there, "Hey Otto, nice tech... I wonder do they cybernetics help or hinder those Hulk-jumps?" he says. Once everyone is in the truck and they're under way he says, "Okay everyone let's not repeat last time. For those not there what happened was we encountered the Children of Tahoe and in our hurry took a non-optimal opening attack. Things went very bad from there out. So you see anything vaugely Tahoe related relay it to the rest of the group and we'll act as a group."
As they roll past the edge of the bubble his jaw moves as he is about to ask a question but feeling Fires familiar Distribution bubble go up he instead says, "Thanks Fire." He chats calmly with his compatriots for the ride then as they aproach the town he begins to scan it visually... after a few moments he telepathically relays to everyone, 'I feel we are being watched. Keep on alert.'
Mokou spent a few moments simply breathing, looking to the others whom showed up, looking out with an inquisitive gaze to those whom arrived. The vulpine lad Ebreus was already there, not quite stern, but commanding in presence. An arm wrapped about Otto for a moment, a soft smile running across her maw for but an instant. "Heya, and... thanks. Just want to get this on and over with... Got this to ah... help. After all.. wouldn't want to be caught in some of the splash..." Settling down upon the ground, a soft smile played at her lips as she hustled into the truck. The rest were familiar of some sort. Anbessa, the rabbit lad giving a wink back that made her blush... Pelle, familiar in their peculiarity, and Fire. Double what Pelle was, yet all to... Was that a Daisy?
A short time passed there, the lass slowly shufflilng upon her feet within the truck, trying to never stay in one spot too long... never to bring too heavy an influence where she was. Eyes roamed, a few small smiles offered back to those who glanced to her, fingers running by the inside of her suit, running along sharp ends, more than a few needles catching her gloves. Ebreus's words caught to her, the lass simply nodding. Soon though, the truck stopped, the lass snapping her gaze up. To the sides she watched... eyes widening. "Shoot... Going to be that way hmm?" She did not take her eyes from the building, a soft wince upon her maw as she spoke, "Hey... Ebreus? You know what you said about taking an unoptimal opening attack? Well... Looks like there are... maybe a dozen out there already..."
Outside of an initial yelp of surprise from the overly dramatic entrance of Otto, the human only really gave them a short glare in annoyance before sighing and standing back straight, though seeing a certain flying pony fly into the area makes Anbessa pause and watch em' in surprise before he waves back to her. "Hi Firecracker! I think we went on a mission together before." He notes, though he momentarily pauses and glances down over himself. "Albiet... When I was a rabbit. And when you were flyin' around Ixchel." He chuckles after that, though otherwise just sighs and climbs onto the truck, letting Firecracker land on his head if she so chose.
When they arrived, the human rather quickly felt on edge as he saw the rotted corpses, grimicing a bit at the sight. "Yeesh... No time for a clean up crew I assume..." Joking aside, as soon as he is off of the truck, he is eagerly getting his bow at the ready and getting an arrow out of his quiver as he glances about. Looking to Ebreus, then to Mokou, the human already seems quite on edge. "Well, lets hope things go better this time, huh?" Anbessa chuckles lightly, though then returns his attention to their surroundings. He's never been to this place, and it shows on his face, curiosity drawing his gaze around until he looks towards the truck. "That truck knocked over from last time, or was it always like that?"
Pelle sits on the opposite side of where ebreus sits down and looks to fire "hello Firecracker long time no see" she says and goes to examins her equipment and seams to get hold up into that for the moment she gets the message form ebreus she looks up and around not spotting anything out of the ordinary for her "so wats the plan?" she asks looking at the rest
