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[Phantom]

A fist fight ensues again. Apparently Dariel was the one who beat up Ghost and nearly knocked him out at the top of the stairs, but was knocked out by a kick to the side of the head. Apparently this was all started due to one of Dariels panic attacks. Ghost seems to be winning.

((Whoops. Didn't know.))

[DrunkDorfPally]

((Big Daddy= not a robot. Just saying.))
"...and these sub-routines include?"

((Yeah, he's a Cyborg w/ scrambled brains and a one-track mind-focused on defending Little Sisters.  XP))


"The finding and protection of 'Little Sister' sub-units." he replies,  "Accessing memory.  Yes, walked here, recent events muddled.  Painful, would rather not...remember."  The Big Daddy stumbles a bit before regaining his composure.  He holds his free hand on his helmeted head and rubs it.

[Twi]

"Look, would you two stop fighting and start resting? You need to get actual sleep sometime. Failing that, do something productive."
Twi looks exasperated.

((They aren't cyborgs. >_< Modified yes, cyborgs no, I don't think. Also, blah.))

Thera sighs, then says, "On the other hand, too little emotion...makes for a disconcerting protector."

The spider suddenly takes off Theta's helmet and suit with surprising speed; probably because she'd done it before, and also because she'd put him back in there; lifts the human right out of the boots, and hugs him tightly.

"For a 'Big Daddy', you're pretty small once you're out of that body armor," she comments wryly, smiling. "I have no such problems. Lucky me."

((NIght all.))

[Phantom]

Ghost knocks out Dariel and drags him back to the room and shoves him onto the bed, with restraints of course.

[DrunkDorfPally]

The being from the Big Daddy suit tries to access what memories he could of more peaceful times from the colony, before things started going wrong,  "Are you...*ahem* 'hitting' on me?" it replies as he slowly wraps his arms around her and looks her in the face.  His face then slowly leans towards hers...

[iceball3]

I am suddenly shocked awake by this arid 15th sense going off like a boom chakalaka.
"Woah, what..."
*Notices how I seem to be standing in the same corner as the dust stuff, half of my outside body encased in crystals.*
"Ack, this does not look good... Maybe now is a good time to practice my assimilation materials. I've done it before."
*Begins to struggle, crystals sort of flattening itself against my body and covering me leaving my face open. I begins to move around a little bit.*
"Groovy. Way better than assimilating acid that's for sure."
((yes, I am now a slightly radioactive crystal composition cat person prodigy.))

[Something Evil]

*A Lictor appears behind Iceball, gigantic mantis-like claws swaying gently, and looms over him. The tendrils on its face quiver and wave, as if sniffing him. A voice, heavy and harsh as sandpaper scraping against velvet, runs into Icceball's mind.*

"Interessssting... A proton crystal lattice, converting anything it touchess into morre of itssself. Even the air is filled with crystalline dussst. Alssso, it appearssss you are dying from contttamination. Do you require asssistance?"

[Keita]

(wow, what I'd miss? I thought we're all fighting 'nids in hell?)

[The Merchant Of Menace]

((I turned 'em all to dust))

[iceball3]

*A Lictor appears behind Iceball, gigantic mantis-like claws swaying gently, and looms over him. The tendrils on its face quiver and wave, as if sniffing him. A voice, heavy and harsh as sandpaper scraping against velvet, runs into Icceball's mind.*

"Interessssting... A proton crystal lattice, converting anything it touchess into morre of itssself. Even the air is filled with crystalline dussst. Alssso, it appearssss you are dying from contttamination. Do you require asssistance?"

"Perhaps I may. I've already learned to assimilate materials to my body, though the process is unpleasant, and leaves me in a less then pleasant form... It won't kill me, but I very much would prefer to not be all crystal shit  and stuff...
What's your name by the way?"

[Something Evil]

((Furthermore, it now seems you have a resident Hive Tyrant. Also, a Guardsman named Dariel popped up, along with a Bioshock Big Daddy.))

*The Lictor is soon joined by two Zoanthropes that begin scrubbing the Tib particles from the air with psionic force fields. The voice seems to originate from neither of the creatures.*

"I have no name asss ssuch, though the master of the dead has dubbed me "The Feeding One". I am what iss known assss a <<Hive Tyrant>>. Reffferr to me in any way you sssse fitting."
"This crystal seems to be already trrraveling thrrough your bloodssstreamm. It has already corrrrupted the nervousss tisssiue near the contact zone, and I believe will soon form cysssts in vital organsss. It isss... beautiffuly lethal. Of courssse, I may offer sssome assistance in removing it if you dessssire."

[Keita]

(Ah k. Also, to retify, Big Daddies have no cybernetics but are genetically engineered and tanked with plasmids/tonics... Old ones are engineered to one Little sister (BS2), newer ones (BS1) are engineered to protect any but to follow one Little sister, if she's killed then they kill whatever did it and find another.)

*Yunno pulls her self out of the rift and returns to the LAB! to work on the battle exo-skeleton*

*Yui goes to the dinning hall*

[Tellemurius]

*grabs a meal in the dining hall*

[Keita]

"Hi Tellemurius!"
*Yui sits on the table next to you*

[Tellemurius]

"hello, stupid demonhole tired me out"
*eating voraciously*