Topic: Re: Decembre in Paradisum Turn 9/Head of the Snake (Read 15043 times)

Criptfeind · « **Reply #90 on:** August 15, 2013, 06:54:44 pm »

Striker listened to the explanation and the veiled question of what his reaction was going to be, his decision only took a moment. He turned to Septima and shrugged. "I suppose, if we are to try to be heroes, starting now is as good as ever." Then disconnected from cyberspace.

Before his main optical sensors were even online his arm was reaching for the P-Def Headshot Sniper Rifle that was in a locked cabinet on his wall. The locks disengaged and the door swung open at a signal. Strikers hand grasped the cool metal, it's weight was a reassuring solidarity to him. Striker turned and walked out the door, jumping out into the air he flipped the rifle behind himself into a container on his back as his limbs folded and readjusted themselves. As a Jet Striker took off, inserting himself into civilian traffic. It would be slow, but he could not help anyone if he got blasted from the sky.

Head to Arclite Industrial Park.

IronyOwl · « **Reply #91 on:** August 15, 2013, 10:06:58 pm »

"Oh no you don't!" Riu shouted, dashing towards the woman. She really hoped she wasn't running headfirst into an explosion, but the woman seemed less like the suicide bombing type, at least.

Rush the woman, tackle her away from the basket.

Errol · « **Reply #92 on:** August 16, 2013, 02:30:27 am »

"Goodbye, and good luck."

Septima found the disconnect function on her third try. Back in her room, she inspects her rifle. To take, or not to take? Carrying a weapon could be problematic in situations like these.

Then again, she was a weapon.

So, she puts on the combat armor, takes her rifle, straps it to her back and heads out into the evening, towards the elevators, in a brisk pace.

Dwarmin · « **Reply #93 on:** August 20, 2013, 06:24:10 am »

Striker and Septima make their respective ways toward the scene of the 'action'-and, without the net blackout in effect, they can get a wider and much more worrying picture.

Multiple attacks. No origin known. Eight points officially denies responsibility. HOUND teams scrambled...

[Striker Random Event=12]
Striker flies amazingly free-the civilian lanes are quickly cleared, and though her fears being stopped because of his suspended license, he notices a small update in the corner of his senses.

Quote from: Confirmation Notice

~STRIKER unit~
Your Flight License has been reaffirmed by the Paradisum Council for the duration of (12) weeks.
Have a nice day.

...the Grey is no doubt already pulling strings in his favor. But do their favors come with a price?

...

He enters the airspace of the zone around Arclite, heading to ground-though as soon as he lands, he's stopped by a burly OCP combat droid who is supposed to be guarding the landing pad. Whom Striker notes, is not wearing any official designation. He doesn't have to listen to it's orders. In fact, he wonders if it's just here trying to feel important.

It thumps toward you with the air of a playground bully, beeping monotone binary language.

"01010011 01110100 01101111 01110000 00101110 00100000 01010100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 01100001 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110011 01110100 01110010 01101001 01100011 01110100 01100101 01100100 00100001 00100000 01001000 01001111 01010101 01001110 01000100 00100000 01110001 01110101 01100001 01110010 01100001 01101110 01110100 01101001 01101110 01100101 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01100101 01100110 01100110 01100101 01100011 01110100 00101110 00100000 01010010 01100101 01101101 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 01110010 01110011 01100101 01101100 01100110 00101100 00100000 01000101 01101100 01100101 01101111 01101001 01100100 00100000 01110011 01100011 01110101 01101101 00101110!"

It's telling you to piss off. And it's insulted you. The OCP aims it's weapon in your face-it's whole arm is a cannon-menacingly.

---

[Septima Random Event=3]

Septima is hardly out her door when she hears an explosion...albeit, not from above. Down the street. Her Street. Her people.

Who would be attacking down here? There's no...

She is suddenly taken surprise, as a female, hawk-like Oid jetting over spots her and hovers downward. She can all but feel it's scanners on her. Judging by the paint job...it's a HOUND unit. Stark gunmetal grey with red paint slashes. Her wide eagle-like wings also seem to incorporate missile launchers...a clumsy design, used for aerial Oids who don't fight in close combat very often.

Your hud identifies her for you.

Quote

Model=Custom Animoid (Hawk Form)
Addm=Designated Combat Hound/Support Fire
Chassis=Titanium Ceramic Plate/Energized Repulsion Barrier/100% Flight Capable
Addition= ...Scanner Frequency Jammed...Artillery Capability Suggested
Techscan=No Corruption Detected
Indepth=Fresh Model, no damage or recent repairs detected. Preferred Designation "Echo". No commendation. No further information.

*Scan Complete*

"Get back home, Mechoid. And maybe go get a tuneup?" The Bird squawks. "This zone is under lockdown-HOUND authorization. Unless you want us to judge you too. We're busy here/" She says-in a tone of authority that tends to grate on your nerves.

Another explosion-and a spray of gunfire. A scream.

You think if this area were a hotbed of rebel activity you would have noticed.

----

Arclite Industrial Park

Clair arms herself before heading out-to some stares from her former brothers and sisters in arms. But, no one questions her.

...

She can see the trees ahead-and hear the screams, when her comm pings. It's Blair...and he sounds like he's in a firefight himself.

"Clair, do you copy? Clair? We've got hostiles all over the Hydroponics Domes! Damn terrorists...they're putting off virus bombs, the bastards. Clair, are you there? I could use some help here..."

You're not sure how to respond, and of course that's when you feel a tingling at the back of your head. It's a vir...

Clair Will [1]+5=6 Vs DC 11

Angry red numbers dance across your face-eroding your vision, attacking your mind. It's the same mocking phrase over and over-EIGHTPOINTS, EIGHTPOINTS, EIGHTPOINTS.

-10% Energy

Your systems begin to go to work on it. While you can feel a certain fear creeping up your metallic spine, you're not a mere civilian-you were designed to be a soldier, and they bombarded you with attack viruses as part of your training. You stay calm, and keep moving.

The park is a scene of chaos-injured and infected Oids everywhere. You see a RIU unit seemingly unaffected, but she's the only one. A mechoid, a PPD humoid, even a small Fox shaped Animoid are all in various states of panic. To say nothing of the poor Humans.

But one person catches your eye-a figure cloaked in holographic armor, clutching a rifle. She's sprinting away from the park, away from a small cache of equipment your sensors tell you the virus signal is originating from. She has the air of one who has accomplished her mission.

[IIIIIIIIII]

Spoiler: Clair (click to show/hide)

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Riu and Fox rush to intercept the woman, whose frantically manipulating some sort of hidden device, no doubt intended for havoc.

Riu Reflex [1]+2=3 Vs Fem Terrorist Reflex [2]+12=14
Fox Reflex [3]+6=9 Vs Fem Terrorist Reflex [2]+18=20

Riu is half way to interception, and Fox likewise, when a triumphant grin in the womans features cause them both to halt a half step. Then there's a flash...not of an explosion, but...

01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011

Ugly red numbers cascade across their respective vision as the device begins to glow and emit a very particular code-a virus, transmitting at the speed of light over the communication channels. Both of them feel something much like a living worm burrowing into their minds. It's utterly horrifying, and no one can say Oids are immune to fear.

Riu Will [1]+11=12 Vs DC 11

Quote

~RIU-VSCAN ACTIVE~
...WAITING...
VIRUS DETECTED
VIRUS QUARANTINED
REPAIRING SYSTEM
DAMAGE NEGLIGIBLE

Riu takes an electronic sigh of relief as her internal systems identify and eradicate the attacker. The horrible numbers begin to vanish from her sight one by one. As her vision clears, she sees the woman running away, her muscular cyber-enhanced legs propelling her at speeds far exceeding a normal human. But perhaps, not enough to outrun an Oid.

The device in the basket also continues to glow softly-every wave sending a copy of the virus program to every Oid in it's range. It's a weapon designed not for a suicide bomber, but for someone who wishes to harm machinekind only...in the shadow of Arclite, you can understand why.

At the corner of your sensors, you spot the Oid that passed by you earlier-the one you assumed was a pleasure model. She's in full armor and weapons now, and looks much more fearsome...

Your HUD identifies her as CLAIR.

---

Fox Will 0+8=8 Vs DC 11

Quote

~FOXDIE COUNTERMEASURES ENACTED~
...WAITING...
...WAITING...
ERROR ERROR ERROR ERRO01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 0101001101000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011 01000101 01001001 01000111 01001000 01010100 01010000 01001111 01001001 01001110 01010100 01010011

Fox is far less fortunate-the virus program slips past his programmed countermeasures, digging into his mind, ravishing his thoughts and feelings...He falls from the sky, shaking violently. He's never known so much pain in his short life, nor does he know why anyone would design something so horrible.

-10% Energy

Quote from: Oid Viruses

Various computer viruses that effect Oids can be resisted with a successful WILL check, otherwise damage will be incurred-at which point, WILL checks are rolled every turn until the virus is deleted. Preforming no action in a turn but concentrating on curing yourself will give you a +5 to your WILL check and successes count as double in regards to amount of passed saves required to ameliorate the virus. Successful resisting or merely surviving a virus will give you a bonus to resisting that specific virus in the future.

Nanoviruses are similar, except they are spread through physical means-and resisted with an ENDURANCE check.

Every Oid can also choose to perform a 'Hard Reset' maneuver in an emergency-which renders them completely incapacitated and helpless for at least 1d3 turns and has a chance to damage existing Fios and Chip programs, but will usually eradicate all viruses currently present.

Extremely deadly viruses-such as RUTIACS-are special cases where all these rules may not apply.

[IIIIIIIIII]

Spoiler: RIU (click to show/hide)

[IIIIIIIIII]

Spoiler: FOX-01 (click to show/hide)

[IIIII]

Spoiler: PPD Officer (click to show/hide)

HOSTILES DETECTED

[IIIII]

Spoiler: Eight Points Terrorist Male (click to show/hide)

[IIIII]

Spoiler: Eight Points Terrorist Female (click to show/hide)

((OOC: http://www.binarytranslator.com/index.php is gonna get a lot of use

))

IronyOwl · « **Reply #94 on:** August 20, 2013, 07:13:44 am »

Riu's eyes darted between the device and the woman before settling on the latter. Catching up to the device was easy; she was probably one of the few people in a position to catch up to the woman.

Plus... she felt she was owed an explanation for all this, and the woman was definitely the brains of the two.

"Oh no you don't!" she shouted, continuing her sprint.

Attempt to catch and tackle remaining terrorist.

Dwarmin · « **Reply #95 on:** August 20, 2013, 07:30:49 am »

Riu doesn't halt, but she does change direction, her decision made in an instantaneous thought.

Riu Reflex [1]+13=14 Vs Fem Terrorist Reflex [2]+11=13

She catches up to her just as near the grass edge of the park, leading onto the street.

Riu slams into the terrorist with force that's not quite 'bone crushing'-crushed bones don't endear themselves to explanations. But, she is badly bruised-the woman is knocked down with a potent curse. Riu moves quickly to disarm her, only to find the woman has dropped her rifle and her belt of grenades-and raised her arms. She seems...oddly smug, for one whose probably about to spend the rest of their life in jail. Or face a firing squad.

"...Whatever, you got me. Proud of yourself, hero?" She says, her smile undiminished.

scapheap · « **Reply #96 on:** August 20, 2013, 07:35:47 am »

Clair was normally a nice Oid, but with the Oids around her and the person who cause it about to get away, well...

Use Rifle.exe to delete leg of now non-running female.

Errol · « **Reply #97 on:** August 20, 2013, 08:07:25 am »

Analyzing situation... Options: Fight, Stall, Return Home. Return Home... inacceptable. Must not sit idle until situation is resolved. Fight... possible, but more information desirable. Initializing battle plan subroutine. Decision: Stall and gather intel.

"Polite question - for what reason is this area under lockdown? What is going on that the HOUNDs come down here?"

Battle plan subroutine finished. Preferable plan: Utilize factor of surprise, blind enemy with laser, then deprive it of flight and subdue in melee. Analysis of shield strength initiated, determining optimal weapon for penetration... Creating contingency plans... high chance of enemy breaking off after initial attack. Pursuit impossible, thus, retreat into alleyways and move towards the main combat zone. The chances of the enemy using missile launchers without heed for collateral damage are...

This programming was useful in situations like these, Septima mused, but it running all the time was more than inconvenient. Every time she met someone, the hardcoded part of her AI came up with plans to subdue them...

Dwarmin · « **Reply #98 on:** August 20, 2013, 08:23:56 am »

'Echo's wings flutter testily as she comes to rest on the ground. Perhaps to fly away-perhaps to open fire upon you. She resembles in most ways a large black crow, but almost half Humoid-your databases quickly pick up she's designed after a ancient mythological creature called a 'Harpy'.

A sudden tic in her claws catch your attention. Though don't seem to be really designed for combat, more of a utility function...but are nevertheless itching for a fight...It strikes you that this Oid seems rather unbalanced mentally-but then again, if she was like the recent stock of combat oids rolled out for HOUND duty, it's not surprising.

"...Let's just say we got a tip there's plenty of rebel sentiment down here." She says, her pale green eyes glittering at you suspiciously. "And they're hitting our positions all over the city, killing our people-so we're hitting them back. We know they've got infiltrators here, and we're going to find them, even if we have to go door to door. So we're not letting a bunch of protocol get in the way. Does that tell you what you want to know, Civilian?"

Errol · « **Reply #99 on:** August 20, 2013, 10:30:41 am »

The HOUNDs must have gone insane. There was no rebellion going on here. Some sentiment, yes. People grumbled, and once she saw two faces she recognized all too well in the news, on death row... It wasn't exactly the nicest neighbourhood, either. But mostly, this was a corner where old Oids rusted peacefully, not a hotbed of violence.
When they left, though, there'd be a rebellion. And this place, too, would go to hell.
Septima couldn't stand for that, but she wasn't sure whether she could still avert it. Or take on a squadron of HOUNDs on her own.

...she was still going to try diplomacy, she realized. There was no way it was going to work, she knew that. She once used to solve these problems in a decisively more hands-on way, and she did itch a bit to put the upstart Oid in her place... but not in the present.

Perhaps trying to reason with her would provoke her into attacking. Not the worst of alibis... did these new HOUND oids still have automatic recording functions for evidence?

"Inquiry - how do you determine that a certain person is a rebel entity? Fair court trials? Forty-point questionnaires? Putting them on the comfy chair, poking them with soft cushions and giving them cookies and tea? I have to say the method your squad uses sounds a bit more like the Spanish Inquisition style."

Crap, that one probably went above her head. Anyway.

"A piece of advice - Make your commander call off this madness. Nobody here conspires against the state. But if you don't stop, I fear that those that were left behind soon will. You're waging war on the innocent!"

Stealthily prepare for the counterstrike. One gatling to go as soon as the missile launchers start up - would also be cool to shoot down the rockets if I can manage. Laser stun into gatling in case of a dive. Aim for a wing, to prevent flight, then ground her with a submission hold once that's possible. Try to not kill.

Criptfeind · « **Reply #100 on:** August 20, 2013, 11:02:59 am »

Striker regarded the Oid standing before him. He wondered if he was seriously a hound, perhaps with all that was going on some newly joined bruiser had not found the time to get proper markings. But perhaps not. Perhaps he could bluff his way past? Striker certainly did not want to get into a fight here, but getting though could be important.

"I'm perfectly aware of the Hound quarantine, that's why I am here you rock head! I don't see any markings on you, what squad are you in? Who is your commander?" As Striker talked he reached forward to try to grab the cannon arm and pull it aside. "And get that cannon out of my face. This is a serious situation and we don't have time to be screwing about, I need a situation report."

((Man I dunno if this is a good idea.))

IronyOwl · « **Reply #101 on:** August 20, 2013, 08:33:57 pm »

"Wh- WHY?" Riu stammered, sounding genuinely distressed more than angry. "Why would you do all that? What possible purpose could it serve to hurt all those innocent people?"

Dwarmin · « **Reply #102 on:** August 21, 2013, 02:36:58 am »

Quote from: IronyOwl on August 20, 2013, 08:33:57 pm

"Wh- WHY?" Riu stammered, sounding genuinely distressed more than angry. "Why would you do all that? What possible purpose could it serve to hurt all those innocent people?"

Quote from: scapheap on August 20, 2013, 07:35:47 am

Clair was normally a nice Oid, but with the Oids around her and the person who cause it about to get away, well...

Use Rifle.exe to delete leg of now non-running female.

The woman at Riu's feet shrugs.

"You could never understand. Sometimes things just have to happen. And, sometimes people have to help those things along. We were getting tired of waiting..." She replies.

That's when the CLAIR unit arrives behind you-firing her rifle into the womans robotic knee. It falls apart into a mass of wires and gears, but woman doesn't seem to be in any pain from the loss.

"...well, thanks. Now I can't move." The terrorist says, without much inflection.

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Quote from: Criptfeind on August 20, 2013, 11:02:59 am

Striker regarded the Oid standing before him. He wondered if he was seriously a hound, perhaps with all that was going on some newly joined bruiser had not found the time to get proper markings. But perhaps not. Perhaps he could bluff his way past? Striker certainly did not want to get into a fight here, but getting though could be important.

"I'm perfectly aware of the Hound quarantine, that's why I am here you rock head! I don't see any markings on you, what squad are you in? Who is your commander?" As Striker talked he reached forward to try to grab the cannon arm and pull it aside. "And get that cannon out of my face. This is a serious situation and we don't have time to be screwing about, I need a situation report."

((Man I dunno if this is a good idea.))

Striker Social Roll 0+16=16 vs DC 15

The OCP beeps to itself in what amounts to self reflection.

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Then it stands helplessly aside and hangs its head, its dangerous cannon dangling impotently toward the ground. You can't help but be slightly amused at the bullies sudden deflation via logical discourse.

Tiruin · « **Reply #103 on:** August 21, 2013, 03:07:36 am »

Quote from: Dwarmin on August 21, 2013, 02:36:58 am

You can't help but be slightly amused at the bullies sudden deflation via logical discourse.

((I'm loving all this so far Dwarmin

Also small writing tip: it's = 'it is', its = possessive form.
Yeah, I only learned that recently. My English broke when I read that.))

Dwarmin · « **Reply #104 on:** August 21, 2013, 03:10:02 am »

Quote from: Tiruin on August 21, 2013, 03:07:36 am

Quote from: Dwarmin on August 21, 2013, 02:36:58 am
You can't help but be slightly amused at the bullies sudden deflation via logical discourse.
((I'm loving all this so far Dwarmin

Also small writing tip: it's = 'it is', its = possessive form.
Yeah, I only learned that recently. My English broke when I read that.))

((Huh, glad to hear it, Tiru.

))

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