Session Start: Mon Apr 21 22:18:02 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20030421.log'
<Ire> Session 47: Chiere
<Ire> Time Chart: Immediately thereafter Session 46
<Ire> Location: Mega City Police Lot.
* Ire stands there, arms crossed, eyeing Jr. and Infinity.
* Jr` runs his hand through his hair, shifting his weight to one leg.
* Infinity holds onto Pope
* DarkCross stands there, looking at Jr, then the others.
* Pope tries to comfort Infinity
* Ire turns away, rubbing his face. Seems he's lost interest.
<Jr`> Well, I'm not sure what to say.
*** Sherin-Nappin is now known as Sherinmir
* Infinity looks to Jr.... and then to Ire, "Duh. What took you so long to figure it out?"
* Silouette knows what to say, "......"
* Ire says nothing in his defense. Perhaps he did know, but played ignorant.
<Pope> Is it really that big a deal?
<Jr`> I have to admit, you're the first one to not seem happy about there being survivors.
* Infinity rolls her eyes, and then glares to Pope, "Fuck yes. Here I spend years trying to find the last of people, and ever evidence I find points to I'm the last and here this bloke just seems to fall out of the sky, and say he's looking for me."
* Ire walks over towards Building 38, casually. He seems tired.
* Pope turns to Infinity. "I meant about Sherlock Ire over there figurin' it out, luv."
<Infinity> oh... *she looks a lil sheepish* It is a big deal. Not many people like aliens here, they like em less then the Brits.
* Ire makes his way to Building 38's porch, sitting down roughly on the swing.
<Jr`> Well, we're not looking for you specifically if that's a problem. And we were headed to Brittain, if you remember.
<Pope> You always know how to make me feel warm an' fuzzy inside, ayn.
* Caladia is away -( SLeepies! )- at 11:15p -( P:On / L:On )-
* DarkCross sighs as he holds his head .oO(oi...)
*** Caladia is now known as Cally-Sleepies
* Infinity sighs, and gives Pope a look of apology before looking to Jr, "Then go there. There's just me here."
<DarkCross> Are there suposed to be more of your race in Brittain?
<Jr`> Well, you know we're trying to found a new homeworld. What you do with that knowledge is up to you. *looks at DarkCross* We've had reports, yes.
* Infinity looks to DC, "How the hell should I know? I looked, I came up with a big fat zipola. This guy here seems to think there is."
<Pope> NRP: BRB
* DarkCross eeps at Infinity's responce. then looks back to Jr "I wish you luck with finding a new homeworld."
* Infinity glowers as she looks to Jr, "I'll make sure it doesn't land in the Tsiv's hands." She snorts, "Good luck."
<Jr`> Oh, we've already narrowed it down to a few uninhabited planets to pick from. We're just gathering all the survivors we can.
* Jr` turns back to Infinity
<Jr`> Not interested, I assume?
* Pope looks at Infinity
<Ire> GM: *police cars suddenly fly by, the sirens going. They seem to be heading Dooowntown!*
* DarkCross sighs as he thinks of the Tsiv..
* Infinity squeezes Pope's hand. Really hard. Very,very, very hard as if she either needs him desperately, or she needs to take his strength to say no, "My home is here."
* Jr` looks over his shoulder at the police going by.
<Jr`> I wonder what that's about.
* Silouette eyes the cars going back, and checks if anything is on the comm.
* DarkCross blinks as he sees the cars "Lets find out"
* Ire glances at the police cars. He checks his comm.
* Pope winces. "Uh, Ayn, you're crushin' me blooming 'and 'ere..
* Infinity blushes, and loosens her grip
*** Sherinmir is now known as Icebrand
* Ire gets up and moves next to Sil. He glances at her, since she's checking in on this, too.
* DarkCross pulls out his comm and listens in
* Silouette nods her head just slightly.
*** Icebrand is now known as Sherinmir
* Ire keeps listening to the comm.
<Ire> GM: *the comm describes the situation. Some woman is apparantly kicking ass downtown, destroying things. And, the cops that were dispatched were totally wiped out*
<Jr`> Hm, wonder what that's about.
<Infinity> we could find out. Just a novel idea there.
<Jr`> Well, we're downwind---*sniffs the air and looks at Infinity*
<Ire> ...
* Infinity blinks and looks to Jr, "And what the hell does that have anything to do with it?"
<Jr`> .... You must have a cold.
* Jr` starts off in that direction.
<Ire> ...
* DarkCross cracks his neck as he looks over to Jr and Infinity
* Ire glances at a broken down police squad car. He runs over and gets into it.
* DarkCross follows after Ire, as he sees him running towards the car
* Ire cranks up the police squad car.
<Sherinmir> NRP: Not very broken down, is it?
<Pope> He's a bit daft.
<Ire> NRP: Looks can be deceiving.
*** Dahok has joined #taw
* Ire nods as DC gets in the car. He hits the gas pedal, reversing quickly.
<Pope> Should we follow 'long?
* Infinity nods, "Yeah."
* Ire spins the car around, stopping next to Pope and Infinity.
* Infinity hops into the car, "What's up?"
<Pope> That works, too
<Silouette> ......push over?
* Ire describes the situation downtown.
<Infinity> ....shite.
<Pope> ...Talkin' cow? What?
* Ire hits the gas as soon as Sil and Pope get in the back of the car, making the three crowded in on the back.
<Vile> Nrp: lol
* Jr` walks into the downtown area.
* Silouette is glad about now that she's pretty tiny.
* DarkCross hits the sirens
<Ire> GM: *the warped sirens began to go off, sounding like a hound dog in pain*
* Infinity winces
* Ire speeds along down the street ... at 35 miles per hour.
* Jr` looks over at the comotion.
<Pope> Shut those bloody things off!
<Infinity> ...whatever happened to dignity?
<Vile> *The downtown area would appear as a warzone. Large craters mark the streets. Corners of buildings are smoke, as some are on fire. Destroyed vehicles and dead bodies litter the place.*
<Pope> Dignity? Us?
<Vile> nrp: smoking)
<Ire> GM: *they speed along...the old grandma in her car passes them*
<Jr`> Somone did a number around here.
* Jr` walks forward
<Infinity> *Olga, a woman who looks just like Ayn, but without the gray hair, stands smoking a clove. She's dressed in tight black pants, a black lace up corset, and a trenchcoat. She stands on top of a smashed up car, firing an AK-47 into the crowds*
<Ire> GM: *they begin to work their way uphill, the awesome heroes that they are...wait, no, the car, unable to make it up, begins to roll backwards*
<Ire> ...
* Jr` leans against a lightpost
<DarkCross> ...
* Infinity blinks, and gasps as she sees the warzone, ".....God almightly....."
<Ire> GM: *they haven't made it, silly*
<Infinity> NRP: opps
* Pope squints ahead, back at Infinity, then back at the warzone
<Ire> GM: *the squad car keeps reversing*
<Ire> ...
<Jr`> All that from an AK-47?
* Ire hits the gas some more.
<Infinity> *olga yawns, and blasts some ki from her fist, at the bank*
* Pope leaps out of the car and heads up the hill
<DarkCross> Come on car!
<Ire> Hell. *leaps out, letting the car rapidly roll down the hill
* Ire runs after Pope.
* Infinity rolls out of the car, and dashes to Pope's side.
* DarkCross eeps and jumps out of the car, runing after the others
<Vile> *The front doors to the bank explode outwards, showering those running for cover in glass.*
<Ire> GM: *the car slams into a lightpost*
* Ire reaches the top of the hill, looking down at the warzone.
* Jr` wals towards 'Olga'
* Infinity laughs, and flicks her clove into some leaked oil
<Dahok> NRP: *cries because he can't join*
<Infinity> NRP: that was olga
<Ire> ...one person did all that?
<Pope> You're surprised by that?
* Jr` takes a breath, trying to look serious.
* DarkCross looks down at the warzone as he pulls out his rifle, cocking it.
<Infinity> *olga sees Jr, and then Ayn, "The bitch lived?!"*
* Infinity blinks as she sees Olga, and gasps
<Jr`> Hey, what's the deal with the pyrotechnics?
* Pope takes a good look at Olga, then at Infinity
<Pope> Christ, Ayn...it's you...
<Vile> *The oil lights up, the flames racing across it to the car thats leaking it. Boom, the car explodes in a nice display of pyrotechniques.*
<Ire> ...
* Ire shields his eyes as the explosion sends things flying their way.
<Infinity> ...I know....
<Silouette> ...quite the festivities...
<Ire> Any relatives we should know about, Lyons?
* Jr` looks over his hsoulder at the others.
* DarkCross shields his face as a pice of mettal nicks his leg "oi.."
<Infinity> *Olga flies forward, slamming into Ayn. She looks like a blur of light. She then forms a ki ball, and slams it into Ayn.*
<Ire> ?!
<Jr`> Well, the violent one's ignoring m---I see.
* Ire spins around, eyeing Olga and Ayn.
* Pope is shoved aside by the force
<Infinity> No....*falls. She should be dead.... but nope, still breathing. It's great to not be human*
*** Infinity is now known as Olga
<Pope> Ayn!
<Ire> ...and here I thought Garland was one of a kind.
<Olga> *Ayn is KO'ed*
* Ire steps back, eyeing Olga with new respect.
* DarkCross growls as he aims his gun at Olga
<Pope> Great, we've got a pissed off bint who just took out my bird with one blow.
* Olga stands on top of a streetlight, and smiles at DC, "Don't fuck with me kid."
* Jr` looks at Ire at th emention of the name
<Jr`> 'Ey, you.
* Ire eyes the destruction around him, glancing back at Olga, trying to figure it out.
* Jr` gestures at Olga.
* Pope looks at Ire. "Any ideas, mate?"
<Ire> Lets hope she hasn't mastered her abilities yeah. We need to combine our attacks on her, keep her on the defense.
<Ire> (yet)
* Olga lands infront of Ire, Jr and Pope, "Heya."
* DarkCross scowls as he is called a kid ... he keeps his lock on Olga, waiting for any ideas from Ire
<Jr`> And you are?
* Pope holds up his hand. "Hi. Bye." *pulls his gun up and fires*
* Ire jerks to the side, aiming his weapon at her and firing a second after Pope.
* Jr` brushes a lock of hair from his eyes.
<Olga> I should probably introduce myself.... *she reaches behind her and sends a ki blast at Dc... not a fast one though, thus giving him a chance. She takes the bullet in her chest and smiles*
* DarkCross hears the gun shot and fires
<Olga> I'm Olga Von Senreich, and Pope, don't do that again.
<Pope> ...Ah bloody 'ell.
<Jr`> And your real name?
* Ire stops dead in his tracks.
<Olga> That is my real name.
<Vile> *Bursting from the cloud of smoke over the area come 2 military-grade Gunships. Sleek and fast, they descend from the sky and hover overhead as a third vehicle, a shuttle, descends from the cloud cover and touches down between the hovering Gunships.*
* DarkCross jumps to the side, but his left leg gets burned in the blast the follows after him
* Ire spins, looking at the ships.
<Ire> ...no
* Olga smiles, "Oh yes Ire."
<Jr`> Indeed. Not a becoming name for a Chiere.
* Pope looks at the ships, then back to Ire. "Goto ne word for ya, mate."
* Ire grunts.
* Jr` draws a warhammer with a pointed tip. "Why the going ballistics?" *notes her resemblance to Ayn*
<Pope> RUN!
<Vile> *The 3 ships are framed by the firelight, as the ramp to the shuttle slides down. 5th Column soldiers race down it, dropping to one knee, taking positions infront of the shuttle. The last figure to step down is thin and sickly looking, his general's coat clasped tightly around him. He strides toward the group, his cane tapping the ground with every step.*
* Olga shrugs and looks to Jr, "How would I know? I didn't live on the homeworld like you. Thank Gods."
* Pope turns and bolts
<DarkCross> <We are in shit...> *cringes in pain as he gets to his feet, looking over his leg "Great" is the only words to leave his mouth..*
*** Vile is now known as Von_Senreich
<Pope> Love the outfit, sweetheart, keep in touch!
* Pope grabs Ire as he goes
<Jr`> Tch. You don't know.
<Ire> ...SENREICH!
* Ire is grabbed, being dragged along.
* Olga sends a ki blast at Pope, "You leave when I say you do!"
* Pope dives to the ground
* Ire hits the ground, roughly, as Pope dives.
* Von_Senreich smiles - and yes, he can, for it seems his ruined fast has been repairs. Unfortunatly, the skin crafts didnt take and they too are decaying.
<Von_Senreich> (nrp: fast = face. Dammit.)
* Jr` strikes Olga with his warhammer.
<Pope> Sorry, luv, but call me when it ain't the red-sea time of the month for ya!
* Ire struggles to his feet, holding his handguns. He actually runs at Senreich.
* Pope loads more shells into his gun
<Pope> Ire!
* Olga does indeed get hit by the warhammer.
<Pope> You bugger, don't go after 'im!
* Olga falls to the ground, and screams as she kicks up at Jr's face
* DarkCross aims his rifle at Olga, fires then re-aims at Senreich, firing agian
* Ire begins to run downhill at Senreich and his goons.
* Jr` stumbles back, holding his face in one hand "Damnit!"
<Olga> Papa!
<Jr`> Papa? *glances at Von_Senreich*
* Olga scrambles to her feet and leaps at Ire
* Von_Senreich stands his ground, hands resting on the skull-bulb of his cane. Ire's mad rush toward him is reflected in his googles. DC's shot slams into something that sparks roughtly a meter or so from Senreich - the shields from the shuttle, he's still within it's sphere of influence.*
<Pope> Argh, bloody wonderful.
* Ire ignores Olga, diving forward so that she falls short. Sadly, this causes him to hit the ground in a tumble roll.
* Pope takes off after everyone else
<Ire> UNGH! *rolls forward at a high speed towards Senreich*
* Olga grunts as she slides along the pavement. She grabs hard at his ankle.
* Pope lunges at Olga
* DarkCross moves quickly as he can to a better spot, that gives him a sniping position, he aims at Olga's head and fires
<Jr`> Shit, this isn't my field... *runs after them, brandishing his warhammer*
* Von_Senreich simple side steps, letting Ire roll by.
* Ire rolls past Senreich, twisting and firing at him and Olga.
<Ire> GM: *7 patrol cars arrive, police officers pouring out of the cars and firing at the 5th Column troops.*
* Olga gets caught by Pope. She powers up, and let's ki surround her body so it would seem as if Pope was being shocked by electricity
* Dahok pops out of a car and sprints over to the others
* Pope cries out and drops off, smoking
* Jr` runs up and bear-hugs Olga
* Olga would get grazed by the bullet
* Von_Senreich drops low, reaching into his coat and drawing his own machine pistol. He opens fire on Ire, even as he troops begin firing on the police that arrived.
<Von_Senreich> Herr Carmichael! How nice of you to join us.
* Olga gets bearhugged, and sends her head back at Jr's nose hard. really hard.
<Pope> NRP: BRB
* Ire leaps to the side, letting the machine pistol miss him by mere inches. He aims at Senreich
<Ire> Long time no see, Senreich.
<Jr`> Hey, I don't know about what's going on here, but take care of the zombie and I'll keep he--OUF!
* Dahok slides up alongside Ire and looks up at Senreich
* Ire gets to his feet, aiming but no firing. He almost smirks.
* Jr` holds his nose and steps back "You stupid bitch, what is it with you and hitting me in the face?" *rubs it*
<Dahok> What's going on?
<Ire> 5th Column attack.
* Von_Senreich nods and lifts his cane, the blade on the end flashing into existance, "Indeed."
<Dahok> Kinky...
* DarkCross growls and grunts as he runs towards Senreich from behind, he fires at the troops infrount of him then Von's knee
* Olga turns around and sends a ki blast at Jr
<Ire> GM: *the police officers are getting beaten badly by the 5th Column troops*
* Jr` is hit by the blast.
<Dahok> Who's the broad?
<Silouette> ......these guys never take a vacation, do they...
<Ire> Some time of clone of Ayn, I think.
<Ire> (type)
<Jr`> Right back at ya. *blasts Olga with a charged form of her blast*
<Dahok> Ahh....So...I think I'll stick with Senreich then.
* Von_Senreich takes the round in the back of the knee - sparks erupt, followed by the splash of coolant liquid. He stumbles slightly, then the Gunships kick into action - they swivil around and begin unloading on the cops.*
* Ire attacks Senreich after DC does.
<Ire> No!
* Olga sends a blast at the coming blast, knocking it aside into a crowd of childern
<Ire> GM: *the cops' bodies explode into bloody masses of blood, bone, and goo*
* Dahok darts forward towards Senreich
* Von_Senreich twists sharply to the side, lashing out with the blade to Ire's chest. With his other hand, he shifts the aim of his machine pistol to Dahok and fires, full auto.
* Ire runs up the shuttle ramp.
<Jr`> NRP: What the hell are children doing jsut standing there?
* Dahok skids to a halt and starts running to the side
<Olga> NRP: I dunno... cowering?
<Ire> NRP:...I assure you, there would be no...crowd.
<Olga> Nrp: damn! :P
<Dahok> NRP: She's got really good aim.
<Jr`> NRP: ..... Riiiight.
<Von_Senreich> *The pilot in the shuttle blinks and draws a handgun, turning to take aim on ire as he runs up.*
* Ire twists, the shot hitting him in the ribs. He feels pieces of skin and blood being torn away. He fires at the pilot.
* DarkCross runs after Senreich, firing at his fireing arm
* Jr` hurls his warhammer at Olga
* Dahok howls loudly
<Dahok> Wolf: *appears out of thin air and looks at Senreich, growling*
* Olga yelps as she's hit with the warhammer, and falls backward....
* Dahok continues running from side to side as he tries desperately dodges Senreich's fire
<Von_Senreich> *The back of the pilot's head explodes in a flash of blood. Senreich spins, again dropping low and hurls his bladed-cane at Darkcross as he runs. He turns his head to the wolf, the gun klicks empty and he simple drops it, not going to have time to relead.
<Dahok> Wolf: *darts forward and leaps into the air at Senreich*
* Ire shoves the pilot's dead body away and grabs the controls, powering it up and lifting the shuttle off ground.
* Pope groans, getting back to his feet
* Jr` runs over to Olga and opens his palm down at her
<Pope> You stupid bint, fryin' me arse like that..
* Von_Senreich steps bag, the grabs the wolf as it leaps at him. Wrapping one arm under one of it's front paws, the other around it's neck, he twists sharply.
* Dahok turns and draws his full attention towards Senreich, he raise's his hand and a vine erupts from the ground beneath Senreich, latching onto his leg
* Pope takes aim at Olga and fires
<Von_Senreich> nrp: back
<Jr`> Move and fry.
* Olga looks at Jr, and winces as the bullet hits her leg.
* DarkCross growls as he feels the bladed cane enter his chest. he once more fires at Senreich aimed for his neck
<Dahok> Wolf: *snarls and twist's snapping frantically as it tries to bite onto something*
* Ire flies the shuttle upward, then aims it directly at the gunship, firing at it as he goes to ram it.
* Dahok darts forward running towards Senreich
<Olga> I'm the future. You're the past. Can't you feel death at your neck?
* Von_Senreich snarls, as the wolf bites into his jacket and peirces the flesh. With the root entangling his leg, he stumbles and turns, bringing the wolf into Darkcross' line of fire.
<Ire> Cops: *keep getting massacered*
<Dahok> Wolf: *is shot and disappears into a mist*
* Silouette sees the others have this battle underhand and takes their wounded comrad back past the back lines to the medics on site.
<Jr`> I've got the firecracker covered. You guys take care of the corpse.
<Pope> Death, eh?
* Dahok reaches Senreich and uppercuts him in the gut
* Pope unfurls his whip, cracking it
<Von_Senreich> *The gunship attempts to break hover mode, but is too slow and the shuttle rams into it.*
* Pope lashes it out at Olga's neck
* DarkCross falls towards the deck of the shuttle as well as his gun.. he then rases his hand towards Senreich and fires a ball of Psychroportive Energies at him
* Olga grabs the whip, "I'm not in the mood for sex right now."
* Jr` doesn't look at Pope "I said I've got her covered."
<Ire> GM: *as the shuttle rams it, the shield impact from both causes it an overload and as the two hulls ram each other, both explode in mid-air, sending a shock-wave out that shatters windows all around*
* Olga tugs hard on the whip, enough maybe to make him stumble?
* Von_Senreich doubles over at Dahok's punch, but it would feel as Dahok just hit hull-metal. Having to air to empty from non-existance lungs, he grabs Dahok around the chest turns him into the DC's blast once again.
<Von_Senreich> nrp: er to = no
* Dahok plants his feet on the ground and throws himself backwards, in an attempt to knock them both back and under the blast
* Ire isn't seen as he was in the shuttle as it exploded.
* Silouette launches a pair of shurikens at Senreich from the shadows
* Pope gets yanked across the grounds hard
* Jr` charges a blast to seem threatening.
* Olga gives Jr a pout. She suddenly looks so very much like Ayn.
* Von_Senreich is sent backwards to the ground with Dahok on top, just as the shurikens rocket overhead, missing by several inches. He brings the flat of his palms slamming onto Dahok's ears.
* Dahok recoils from the blow to his ears and grabs his head in pain
* DarkCross moves his hands towards the cane that is sticking out of his stomic area, he pulls it out quickly and throws it at Senreich's sides before he grabs a medkit near by
<Jr`> I see the resemblence. I'm not as emotional as--just don't move.
* Olga grins, "As who? As that prick Pope?"
* Von_Senreich then simple curls his legs up under Dahok and kicks him off, right as the cane peirces his side. He looks to it a moment, somewhat surprised.
* Pope grumbles as he pulls himself up
<Ire> GM: *some of the shuttle wreckage moves and a hand emerges, bloodied*
<Ire> Cops: *with no gunship firing, come back out and fire on the 5th Column forces*
* Dahok rolls off to the side and slowly push's himself up, regaining his composure
<Jr`> Who?
<Pope> Sod off, cuntrag!
* Von_Senreich stands, pulling the cane from his side, and looking to Darkcross, "My thanks, boy."
* Von_Senreich looks to Dahok, "Shall we continue, sir?"
<Dahok> That's it Senreich...*pulls himself into a fighting stance
* Olga laughs, "I'd show you who, but I can't move!"
* Dahok raise's his hands, the air around them begin to waver
* Ire begins to emerge from the firey wreckage, bloodied and burnt. One eye is closed as blood is pouring over it.
* DarkCross grabs his sides as he sees the can in Von's hand he then uses Telekenesis to try and break the blade frorm the cane and cut off Von's head of at least stick in into his face
* Silouette watches Senreich, waiting for a chance to attack, since she's not going to interupt a duel.
<Jr`> Cute.
* Ire stumbles forward, holding one arm, which hangs uselessly by his side. His focus is on Senreich.
<Dahok> Let's go...*darts forward, both his hands bursting in flames, he throws wide punch* (1600AP)
<Olga> Who are you? No one I know could take me down, and you're certainly not one of my father's creations.
<Ire> SEEEEENREICH!
* Von_Senreich blinks as the blade cuts off and flies for his face - he raises an arm, and the blade imbeds itself in his arm. He looks back to Dahok just intime to recieve the punch and
<Von_Senreich> s sent thru the air, landing hard several meters away - the smell of burnt flesh permeates the area.
<Jr`> Just call me Captain. I suppose you're a clone of some sort, since you don't seem to care too much about Parnel and you look exactly like that other lass.
<Olga> That one? She's weak. She could have glory on this planet, and she gave it up for suffering and pity.
* Dahok darts forward, not taking the chance to let Senreich recover and kicks outwards aiming for Senreich's ribs
<Jr`> And have an attitude like yours? I think she's better off.
<Pope> What teh bloody 'ell would you know, ya bleedin' bitch?
* DarkCross holds his side as blood seeps throught his fingers as he keeps pusing the place with his mind to move throught his arm and into his chest
* Silouette disappears to kill some soldiers... her blade is thirsty, and there's nothing to do right here.
<Ire> Soldiers: *fire at Sil, trying to nail her with their blasts. Of course, they're no match for her...BLADE*
* Ire stops beside Dahok, looking down at Senreich.
* Olga smirks, "Her preference for pity and pain makes her weak. My will to power makes me strong."
* Pope spits out some blood on the ruined street beneath his feet
* Von_Senreich quickly turns and grabs Dahok's outstretched foot. He holds it with two hands for a fraction of a second before letting one hand let go of it and come down on Dahok's ankle, in an effort to break it.
* Ire fires at Senreich's head.
<Jr`> And fire in your face will make you ugly. Shut up already about how great you are.
<Pope> You threw in with a walkin' corpse. Think you picked the wrong side, luv.
* Olga lunges up quick at Jr's midside with her shoulder. She moves damn fast.
* Dahok is caught off guard and his ankle is struck, not breaking it but, severaly fracturing it
<Dahok> AHHHH!!!!! *falls to his right knee*
* Jr` blasts her.
* Von_Senreich twists his head, the bullet flashing by and taking a chunk of his right cheek with it. He rolls away from Ire, standing and unleashes his Crypt Plague, level 1.
* DarkCross pulls out his sword as he rushes towards Von_Senreich, slashing at his arms, just abover the elbow
* Olga screams loudly as she grabs onto Jr if she can, and tries to channel the ki into him
* Ire grips his arm, which twitches.
<Ire> ..Sen...reich....
* Ire falls to his knees.
<Ire> I will....kill you...
* Ire slams face first, paralyzed.
* Dahok rolls backwards away from the the plague
<Jr`> .... I guess you're wanting me to act hurt?
<Jr`> Do your reasearch, 'Olga'. *punches her in the face*
* Dahok push's himself up, doing his best to keep his weight off his left ankle
* Pope slams the butt of his gun into the groun and fishes into his pockets, producing some gadgets as he beings to place them on the barrel.
* Von_Senreich grits his teeth in pain as Darkcross' sword embeds itself in his elbow. Sparks erupts, but the blade fails to penetrait the exoskeleton below. He reaches up with his other hand and grabs Darkcross's wrists, pulling him close to bring him into the proximity of the Plague.
<Dahok> Let's go Seinreich...
* Dahok waves Senreich over
* Olga takes the punch, "Who are you?!" She flies backwards.
* Silouette returns to the others now that she's killed some soldiers
* Von_Senreich turns his head to Dahok, sneering, "Be with you in a moment."
<Silouette> NRP: And now that I'm done eating ^^;
<DarkCross> /me cringes as he lets loose a wave of Psychroportive Energies
* Ire lays there, paralyzed.
* DarkCross cringes as he lets loose a wave of Psychroportive Energies to gain control of Von_Senreich**
<Jr`> I already told you. I'm the captain. If you demand a name. *narrows his eyes* Garland...the second.
* Pope picks his gun back up, complete with gadgetry, and aims at Olga
<DarkCross> NRP*to try and gain control..
<Ire> GM: *Senreich, being a Boss, is unphased*
<Olga> Who the hell is Garland?!
* Dahok breathes deeply, his body glowing red
* Von_Senreich , still holding onto Darkcross' wrist, unleashes the second level of his Crypt Plague.
<Pope> Eat shite an' die, bint. *fires Comburster Fire (50 AP, Elemental Damange: Fire -4TP)*
* Silouette throws two Shuriken's at Senreich's back from behind.
* Jr` looks at Olga. "Not the brightest one..."
* Von_Senreich takes the shurikens in the back, blue coolant liquid dripping from the wounds.
* Silouette lowers her head a little, that didn't work how she hoped it would.
* Jr` picks up his warhammer and heads for Von_Senreich
* Dahok slowly puts his weight back onto his left ankle, his body not refusing to do so
* DarkCross tries to punch at the swirling colors that Von_Senreich use to be
* Olga yelps as the fire hits her. She rolls around, using ki to smother the fire. She tosses her burnt coat off, and shows many burns on her arms
<Olga> Nice try.
* Jr` fires a blast at Von_Senreich
* Pope swears
* Dahok darts forward at Senreich, all in an attempt to ram him, if succeeded, it'll feel like he was hit by a speeding train
* Ire starts getting feeling back in his fingers.
<Pope> Can't blame a bloke for tryin'.
* Olga smiles, "Becuase you're cute, I'll let you live."
<Pope> ...Gee, make me jizz my pants while yer at it, why don'tcha?
* Silouette holds a trio of shurikens delicately in one hand, waiting for a new opening. She's not about to get in close combat if he doesn't come to her.
<Olga> Go to bitch for that.
* Von_Senreich blocks the punch, simply because DC's punch is wide by several inches. He rises to his feet and shoves the blade from his elbow. He turns to Jr as the blast flies into him - only to pass thru and continue on, flashing by Dahok by several meters. Considering the area is saturated with his Crypt Plague, everyone would be hullucinating in one way or another.
* Olga glances over, and blinks with alarm, "Pappa!!" She leaps into the air
<Pope> You knocked her out, 'member? I'm 'ere for paybacks.
<Pope> ...Dammit, stick around when I'm talkin' big shite!
* Ire works his hand.
<Jr`> .... Maybe I should've jsut gone to Brittain anyway.
<Dahok> ....Grrr.......*close's his eyes and stands still, trying to use his enhanced sense's to smell/listen for Senreich
* Silouette is staying far enough back not to be effected, at the cost of being able to attack properly
* DarkCross falls over as he holds his sides, screaming as he is getting a bad trip from the wound he sestained earlyer
* Olga dives downward, and tries to grab Senreich
<Jr`> Wait. *looks around, scanning*
* Von_Senreich is grabbed and lifted into the air by Olga. He offers Ire a small salute as he's taken up.
<Ire> GM: *Jr's scans, if he follows them true, will lock onto the REAL Senreich*
* Ire tries to snatch Senreich's foot with his hand.
* Olga tugs away from Ire, and blasts into the air.
* Jr` runs in the direction, charging his warhammer
<Jr`> This way!
* Silouette makes a running leap after Senreich
* Dahok picks up the someone waving and leaps up towards it trying to grab onto Senreich's foot
* Ire pushesh is body up into a standing position. He looks awkward, half paralyzed.
* Olga holds Senreich as she flies away from the scene, "....Papa, are you okay?"
* Pope wipes some blood from his mouth as he stands around. Then as if he'd been punched in the face, he starts frantically searching for Infinity
<Pope> AYN!
* DarkCross screams in pain as the hultionations make it seem like his guts are falling out to him
<Olga> *her voice is full of worry, and love*
<Ire> GM: *Infinity is no where to be seen*
<Von_Senreich> *The only thing Dahok managed to grab from the air is something slightly round. If he were to look at it, it would be the skull that topped Senreich's cane. it's also ticking, gently.*
* Pope tears at his hair
<Pope> AYYNN!
* Ire runs after Olga, half-jogging, half-dragging.
<Ire> Senreich!
<Dahok> .....Oh shit....*throws the skull into the air*
<Pope> IRE!
* Ire stops, looking back at Pope.
<Von_Senreich> *The skull explodes in mid air - a flash bang grenade.*
<Pope> I CAN'T FIND INFINTY!
* Von_Senreich yells down at Ire, "Our time is not yet, Herr Carmichael! We will see confront one another soon enough."
<Von_Senreich> nrp: er see = soon
<Olga> ....where to father?
* Pope tears at the ground wildly
* Jr` comes back.
<Ire> ...
<Pope> AYN! Where the bloody 'ell are you?!
* Dahok tries to shake off the effects of the Hallucinations
* Ire looks around, wondering where Ayn Lyons is.
* Ire is shaking all over, exhaustion working his way in.
<Ire> (it's)
* Pope drops to his knees
<Pope> AYN!
* DarkCross still is freaking out as blood drips into the puddle on the floor where is is sitting
<Silouette> .....calm down... I took her for the medics for attention....
* Von_Senreich looks to Olga and smiles, reaching up to gently stroke her cheek, "Home, frauline. You proved yourself to be the true German Superman, the first of my Uber Soldates. All that remains is Destiny.."
<Silouette> .....we didn't need them blackmailing us with her in that state...
* Pope looks at Sil
<Ire> GM: *the medics are nearby*
* Jr` turns to Ire.
* Ire looks to Jr.
<Jr`> This was more then I bargained for.
<Pope> ...YOU COULD'VE FUCKIN' TOLD ME THAT SOONER, YOU BLEEDIN' FANNY!
* Ire grunts.
* Dahok walks over to one of the medics and sits down in the van
<Ire> GM: *the medics doctor up Dahok. However, he might note...no Infinity*
* Olga smiles, and closing her eyes, kisses Senreich deeply, "Danke Papa." She flies towards thier home
* Silouette shrugs a little
*** Dahok has quit IRC (Quit: )
<Silouette> .....atleast she's okay, right..?
* DarkCross gets picked up by one of the medics, but is shortly held down by a good num,ber of them
<Ire> Thank you for your aid.
* Pope gets off his knees and runs over to the medics, checking for Infinity himself
<Ire> GM: *No Infinity. Natta*
* Pope shakes a medic
<Jr`> Another time I wish I was any good at teleporting... *groans and whipes his forehead*
<Ire> Medic: What?!
<Pope> Where the bloody 'ell is she?!
<Ire> Medic: Who?!
<Pope> Ayn Lyons!
* DarkCross kicks a medic in the balls as they try and restrain him
<Ire> Medic: The woman that was dropped off here earlier? Hold on...*asks someone. They talk...after a moment, he looks back, frowning* She's, uh, missing sir.
* Ire falls down to his knees.
<Silouette> ......?
* Pope looks stunned, then his eyes go wild
* Olga lands in thier home, a factory, and sets Senreich down. "I'm sorry for letting them hurt you."
<Jr`> Get up, Ire.
<Ire> ...can't...
<Jr`> ... That's your name, right?
<Ire> Yes.
* Pope slames the medic up against the van, holding his fist back ready to cream the guy. "HOW THE 'ELL IS SHE MISSIN'?!"
<Ire> Medic: *his eyes buldge and his face turns to a pale white* I-I-I-I
* Von_Senreich reaches up to feel his ruined cheek, "One of the advantages of being dead, my love - There is no such thing as pain. It all cosmetic, easily fixed."
<Pope> TALK, FUCKWIT!
<Jr`> I won't really wanna get involved in this, but you don't think that corpse guy you were fighting took her, do you?
<Ire> ...I don't see why. He's already gotten her DNA to make Olga.
<Jr`> Good point.
<Silouette> ......
* Olga touches his cheek, "....Still...." She lowers her eyes. "It hurts to watch you like that."
<Jr`> Well, she seemed scared to see this Olga character, maybe she's just lying low till it blows over?
* DarkCross comes too and gets stiched and patched up till they get back to base.. he moves over to the others.. "whats..up...?"
<Ire> Medic: *freaks and pisses his pants*
<Ire> Possible...
* Pope growls and pulls out his gun, shoving it under the medic's jaw
<Silouette> ......Infinity is... missing...
<Ire> Medic: Pleasedontkillmesirpleasepleaseplease
<Olga> NRP: now we all know why I love Pope.
<Pope> WHERE THE 'ELL IS AYN LYONS?!
<Ire> Medic: *cries pitifully* I don't know, sir!
* Von_Senreich turns away and starts across the factory floor, seeming to ignore her affection for the moment, "Drive your emotions deep down inside you, Olga. Keep the locked away."
* DarkCross comes to stop next to Jr, he places his hand on his shoulder and leans on him, still not fully healed and weak from loss of blood
* Ire rests in his kneeled position, looking at Pope with only one eye open.
* Jr` approaches Pope.
<Jr`> Screaming and waving a gun isn't going to make her appear out of nowhere.
* Von_Senreich approaches a set of double doors, flanked by 5th Column gaurds. They raise their arms in the traditional nazi-salute, and he returns it. The doors slide open.
<Pope> SHE WAS HERE! WHAT 'APPENED TO 'ER?!
* Olga nods slowly, swallowing hard. "Yes father." She follows after them.
<Ire> Medic: IsweartogodIdontKNOW
* Pope shoves the gun in Jr's face, ready to throw down even if he'd lose
<Pope> I didn't fuckin' ask you.
<Von_Senreich> *The doors open to reveal a large room with columns and columns of glass cylinders. Inside of each is a floating figure, man and woman alike. There is perhaps 50 cylinders in all.
* Silouette glances at Ire with one of those 'should we go something?' looks
* Jr` looks at Pope "Do you want to shoot me?"
* Olga looks at the figures with distain.
<Pope> I want answers.
* Ire nods at Sil, holding his useless arm
<Ire> Medic: *flees*
* Von_Senreich approaches one and places a thin, gnarled hand on them, stroking them lovingly, "You are the Mother, my dear. The first of many. A true master race born your blood, and my genius."
* DarkCross looks over to Ire as he falls to the ground, panting "How ya holding up Ire?" looks to Sil "and you Sil?"
<Jr`> Then be smart about it. *walks off*
* Pope bores a hole through Jr as he walks away, then turns his attention back to the medic only to find he's gone. In a fit of rage, he fires a Comburster Fire round through the side of the van
* Von_Senreich lowers his hand, and begins to walk between the columns of the cylinders, "The Fuhrer would have been so proud."
* Olga nods slowly, and looks at him, "Father... I know." She smiles sadly, "I just worry that when they're born, I'll loose myself, and you."
* Von_Senreich pauses, and turns his head slightly to regard her with his invisible gaze, hidden behind his tinted goggles, "Nonsense, my love. Only you have a special place in my...heart."
* Ire stands up, looking at Jr
<Ire> I had a vision of the future. Hundreds of Chiere soldiers, working for Senreich's 5th Column.
* Ire looks at where Pope is.
* Pope is trashing the area in frustration
* Olga smiles upon the words, and walks up to him, pressing herself against him, "I love you. As my father, my creator.... and my lover."
<Ire> NRP: EWWWWW
<Jr`> ...What!?
<Pope> NRP: LOL
<Olga> NRP: incest is best, when daddy says yes
* Von_Senreich wraps his thin arms around her in a loving embrace.
<Ire> NRP: Not that kind of EWWW. The EWWWW HE'S A FUCKING ROTTING CORPSE
<Jr`> NRP: Fuck. Ew. Necrophiliac incest!
<Von_Senreich> NRP: We've broken a number of rules, Ellie.
* Olga rests her head on his shoulder, and closes her eyes. He'd notice she's burned up.
<Ire> ...yes. Senreich won't stop at one Chiere clone. He'll have more and more and more.
<Jr`> NRP: At least have the decency to make a male pure-breed to go with him!
<Olga> NRP: we have?
<Pope> NRP: Technically it's pedophilia, too!
<Von_Senreich> Are you in pain, Olga?
<Jr`> But... why?
* Ire grips his shoulder, turning so that he's facing the opposite direction of Jr, but is still standing next to him.
<Ire> It's his ultimate race.
* Ire walks off.
<Jr`> Over-rated.
* Olga nods, "....yes. a bit."
<Silouette> ......
* Von_Senreich reaches up with a thin skeletal hand to caress the back of her head, "Good."
* DarkCross follows after Ire, slowly
* Olga rests against him, just enjoying his touch
<Ire> Session Ends...On this Cliffhanger NOTE
Session Close: Mon Apr 21 23:54:46 2003