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[WillowLuman]

The armored creature turned around, looking for the source of the projectile. "Hostile resistance will not be tolerated. Aggressors will be deleted."

A burst of uzi fire ricocheted off the steel plates, yet it still could not find the source of attack. Then it spotted the kobold. Before it could do anything, though, Captain Ironblood interrupted. "I ken not what 'deleted' means, so I think I'll take me chances laddie!" He leaped upon the torso of the armored figure, wrapping his arms around it and knocking it over.

[Eric Blank]

Eric was furious. Happyface didn't have the authority to take over the entire workforce and turn them into zombies! Nobody did. In fact, nobody actually had authority. If anything, the little bugger was practically declaring war on them with this.

"fine, but I want to talk to your superiors, right now." He said, hand clenched on the pickaxe he kept at his side.

[WillowLuman]

[Waiting to see what MrHappyFace does. Corai, your move in the fight outside.]

[Mrhappyface]

Mrhappyface ordered the dwarf to start building a carpenters workshop. While the dwarf proceeded upon the construction, Mrhappyface resumed his old job as a woodcutter. Chopping down the yews and oaks, he ordered the rest to start hauling them to the stockpiles.
Those with the skill to swing a pick were sent at the magnetite cluster jutting out from the side, and the rest were sent to the fields. All was coming together again, and soon, the legion of flesh and steel would rise again.

[WillowLuman]

Muffled screams came from the room, and then 5 more cyber units marched out of HappyFace's old lab. "Go outside and round up any stragglers," said Hugoli.

[WaffleEggnog]

Grats!

[Corai]

-Thank you for not moving while I slept, >.>-

Corai ran to Ironblood's side, holding his Uzi like a hammer he bashed the leg of the metal-plated soldier making a ear-bleedingly loud scratch, only to be kicked away. The kobold writhed in pain.

"HOW IS IT SO STRONG?" it said, holding it's leg.

[wierd]

"Remain where you are." Droned the abomination. "You will proceed with me in an orderly fashion to be upgraded."

Weird dodged out of the way just as clockwork Athel McMiner was about to tackle him, causing the two mechanoids to collide in the doorway.

This was very wrong.  Joykill looked a roead with a questioning glance, letting his expression do all the talking.  What the hell was going on?

He closed his eyes and felt his abominations skirting on the edge of conciousness, picking eac one out in turn.

Seemed that these cyber dwarf things were all over the fortress. Some were exterminating his zombies on sight. Others were rounding up innocent migrants..

"This is bad!" He shouted, returning his gaze to Roead. "What's happening to your zombies? Mine are getting dropped like flies!"

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

Zanzetkuken awoke from his trance and uncrossed his legs as he stood up.  He jumped off of Hugo's back and walked over to Oliolli, who was surprised to see them. (note: I removed my armor to conserve strength for the coming fight with clockwork.)

"What is you are doing out here?"  Oliolli asked.

"Long story short, coming from the goblin tower.  No, we didn't kill them all.  And I would like to ask you the same question," said Zanzetkuken.

[Eric Blank]

"You do not have authorization to converse with leader." The abomination said in a disgustingly monotone voice, yet with the fluidity of a living being. This was some sort of armored cyborg. Happyface had gone too far, and now he was trying to take control of the entire fortress.

"I have all the authority I need to speak with whomever I please. If Happyface has no better excuse, I'll be visiting him now." He said flatly, and began making his way towards the lab, the monster looking the other way.

"Happyface?- Halt! You do not have authorization to converse with leader!" The abomination suddenly wipped around and lunged at Eric, attempting to tackle him. Eric ducked and sidestepped to the left, and spun around, swinging his pick around a full 270 degrees into the left side of the thing's head piece, succeeding in piercing the armor with maybe the first half an inch of the pick extending through the plate into the side of the dwarf's head, causing minor bleeding, but undoubtedly a splitting headache or concussion. The automation stumbled with the force of the blow - a legendary miner with a copper pick was a force to be reckoned with - but caught it's footing, facing away from the dwarf. It turned before Eric could decide where to go with the fight next, and swung wide with a sword in hand, narrowly missing Eric's leg. If it had bothered to look before it swung, that could have cleaved him in half. The sword was lodged firmly in the soil for a moment, and Eric took the initiative, swinging his pick towards it's elbow. The abomination retracted it's arm in a sweeping arc, circle with it's left hand and grabbed the pickaxe mid-swing, yanking it from his hands and tossing it in a high arc all in a smooth motion, far enough away that Eric would never succeed in retrieving it. He was relieved of his only strength, and facing an opponent apparently infinitely more skilled than he. So he ran like a little bitch towards the catwalks of the retaining walls.

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

How good of a swordsman are you Eric?  I may summon one of the five legendary swords of Mirrodin if the battle is going badly when I arrive, and if you are still alive.

[Eric Blank]

I would be novice at best. Fencing with my brother with sticks doesn't really count as practice. I'm currently daring the bastard to follow me up on dangerous catwalks in a nightmarish factroy gambit. And praying he doesn't come equipped with a crossbow bolted to his arm like a dwemer sphere...

[wierd]

He's powerful enough already.  Besides, these are tincans.  Tincans react poorly to concentrated acid. There's plenty in wierd's room. The catalyst reactor has been running nonstop since the middle of the night turning distilled amonia into nitrous oxide gasses, and bubbling it through distilled water.  There should be several BARRELS of the stuff in there by now.  Ever seen whan fuming nitric acid does to steel?  It isn't pretty!

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

I would be novice at best. Fencing with my brother with sticks doesn't really count as practice. I'm currently daring the bastard to follow me up on dangerous catwalks in a nightmarish factroy gambit. And praying he doesn't come equipped with a crossbow bolted to his arm like a dwemer sphere...

How are you with other weapons?

He's powerful enough already.  Besides, these are tincans.  Tincans react poorly to concentrated acid. There's plenty in wierd's room. The catalyst reactor has been running nonstop since the middle of the night turning distilled amonia into nitrous oxide gasses, and bubbling it through distilled water.  There should be several BARRELS of the stuff in there by now.  Ever seen whan fuming nitric acid does to steel?  It isn't pretty!

Naturalize works as well.  It is an instant with the ability of "destroy target artifact."

It is a green spell, though.  I plan on scouting the area ahead, and then returning to whatever camp me, hugo, and oliolli set up.  Then head to the microline tower where the refugees went to.  Mobilize an army with Saurinae, Askak, and Indewin using the forces there.  Then attack.

[wierd]

wierd's mana affinites just so happen to be blue, green, and black. (Green and black seem equally matched, based on the personaity test. Depending on how I answered the loaded questions, I either scored blue/green, or blue/back.)

Of course, if given a deck, he would refuse all creature cards and carry only place, effect, and spell cards. Dominion over a creature with its own mind, vs pushing part of his will into an empty vessel with no mind is a no brainer for him. Necromancy is the latter.

Of course, he's more apt to use a supersoaker loaded with red fuming nitric acid to cause deadly corrosive red mist in the hallways than play children's cardgames with killer cyborgs.