[IC] Massive Multiversal Crossover

[GingerBoi123]

With the arrival of the new girl and the accusation she had pinned on them, the pink haired girl charged at them with her fist raised high. Blake managed to summon a decoy before saying "Wait, we didn't 'take' anyone." Jaune gripped his sword, ready for the fight. "Blake, I don't think that matters either." He said. Jaune awaited the shadow decoy to be destroyed before charging in himself. He raised his sword above his head and slashed downwards at the girl, hoping not to do any real damage but perhaps get the girl to back off. Jaune also awaited the shadow eternity soldiers to begin shooting again so he placed his shield in front of him after his attack, ready to block bullets or the girl's power fist again.

[IncredibleBee]

Guts - Umbrella Siberian Research Facility The air seemed to crackle and distort, as lightning flew from a distorted space. With a gust of salty air, a skeleton appeared. Flesh wrapped around the bones as fiber and metal weaved itself into an identifiable shape to cover the being, foremost being an immense slab of sharp iron that could barely be called a sword. With a gasp, his working eye grew bright, and the black swordsman filled with life, looking around at his surroundings. Guts found himself in an odd building, one of metal corridors and strange lights. The materials of the walls were odd. They appeared to be some smooth metal, not the stone and wood one might expect. A faint, dull pop pop pop was barely audible above his head. Behind him was a shuffling noise, and soft footsteps. Guts turned around, placing a hand on the hilt of his sword. An undead approached, its rotting flesh giving a pungent stench as it hung off the bones. Guts swung the Dragonslayer overhead and down, its gargantuan mass cleaving through the zombie with no trouble. The sword left a large gash mark in the ceiling above him; it was no wonder the slash felt slower than normal. Looking to the sides, Guts observed that the hallway would be too narrow to even make a horizontal slash. On the other hand, it would funnel enemies nicely. Guts pulled out his repeater bow, and mounted it on his metallic arm, loading a clip of bolts. "I can't tell from here if it's night. This might be an Apostle." he said to himself, walking down the hallway. At least he wasn't stuck on a damned boat anymore.

[VitaVitaAR]

Kirisame Marisa, Client World 12262009-A(Macross)

They were both introducing themselves... and jeez did that Misaka girl sound weird! It was like she was narrating herself or something, it was pretty strange. Marisa guessed it must have been because she didn't emote much, or something like that. Kind of screwed up your cover identity when you said it was a cover identity, but whatever. The other guy seemed pretty normal, though. It looked like it was time to get some introductions done herself! Grinning widely, the small blonde spun her broom sideways, then hopped to her feet so that she was standing upright, legs spread as she managed to balance on the flying broomstick. She placed her left hand on her hip, and jabbed her right thumb towards her chest. "I'm Kirisame Marisa!" she declared, cheerfully, "I'm the best damn witch ever, badass number two incident resolver in Gensokyo, and I'm so damn cute no-one can resist my charm!" With that, Marisa let out a stream of cheerful laughter.

Outside the Passenger Area, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

The pink-haired girl's fist slammed into the clone, causing it to flicker out almost immediately. There was a clanking sound as the pink tubes extended from the back of her gauntlet, and her eyes fixed on the pair. She drew her gauntlet back and drove it forward and up, attempting to block Jaune's sword and hit him at the same time. "I've had enough lies! TAKE THIS!" she cried. The green-haired girl, while certainly looking angry, seemed to favor a more careful approach to combat. Gently, she balanced her spear in her hands, carefully pointing the tip towards Blake and Jaune. "Tonbogiri," she began, speaking to the lance itself, "Get ready."

[Moonman]

Arragoz Plizgin - Ridley's Somewhat Damaged Krooza Arragoz' reaction to Ridley offhandedly executing one of his own soldiers could best be described as indifference, such a practice was incredibly common among his own kind, after all. In fact, the greenskin was quite happy knowing that his new, albeit temporary Boss was willing to use force to assert their authority over those beneath him, it made Ridley better than most non-Orkoids. Nowhere close to being 'roight 'n' proppa Orky,' but a visit to a Mekboy could easily fix that, if the opportunity ever presented itself. As for Ridley's question, the Ork's mouth shifted, forming a toothy grin. "'Avn't ya 'eard? I'z da best dere is at wot I does, sum Humie muthership ain't nuffin."

[mattmanganon]

When Russ jeered him for his complaining, he merely looked at him "Were you any other man, I would kill you where you stand..." he then pointed the Helfrost cannon at her, but quickly turned to the encroaching invaders and fired as he went to attack Dlanor and was frozen solid. "I will not forgive you for what you have done, but I will follow you for the moment." he then saw the wolves that accompanied her "Although, I have had enough of ruddy wolves." he snarled. "You have a lot to answer for, but that will wait for the moment." he said, stomping away. He was then approached by Dlanor who told him not to attack her. He turned and pointed the Helfrost weapon at her "I will do whatever I dam- Wait, did you say that Russ is working for you?" he asked. He looked back at the girl "Did you throw your lot in with the Inquisition? They're the worst bastards in the universe. Right up there with Magnus and Iron Priests."

[Mtntopview]

Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Extreior Isaac kept his weapons trained on the machine as it simply walked to the edge. Sparing it would probably be in his best interest, so he merely kept his own guard up, his weapon aimed, and continued to fire at the machine to ensure it would follow through with the escape, but hopefully not enough to kill it. They weren't out of the water yet. Zyland Bannon- CMS Terra Nova, Fore Station The guy could not seemingly be hit at all. Zyland wished they weren't on the ship for a moment- he would have shown this know-it-all what for. He had to hold back though, as his own suit could easily damage the ship. He sighed, grabbed a nearby weapon that he had left on the table earlier, stood in the man's hole, aimed it, and fired. It launched a very wide arc of electric energy that would easily cut through anything organic, and no doubt leave a mark on things that were not. He hoped the arc- which covered almost the entire room in front of him- would not be so easily blocked or dodged this time. Whether succeeding or not, he quickly made his way to the other side of the room to prepare for his next move. Derek Simmons- Neo-Umbrella Facility, Siberia Simmons sighed as the Red Queen reported that the invaders shit the entrance guards on sight. His sigh was not one of worry or disappointment though, it was one of relief. "Perfect. Release our specimens." "Which ones?" The Queen asked. "All of them, he said, "save the Tyrant IIs. I don't want anything getting to our prized specimens. The others should suffice." This order spawned a myriad of various monsters whose sole intent were to kill. Lickers, stories-high Ogromen outside, and many other new and interesting experiments held in the facility. Of course, they were controlled enough that they wouldn't attack Neo Umbrella personnel, leaving their sole focus on the Shadow Eternity invaders. Simmons knew not of the organization he was dealing with, so he sat in his chair, calm and smug as ever, and with a smile to show it.

@CourierSix

The massive warrior took one last look at the ship before launching himself over the side. Although it did hurt his pride to have to admit defeat, he was not above the classic Decepticon beliefs. Mainly, the plan of fleeing and getting to live to fight another day. This was such a battle that he could not win. His attacks were not doing enough damage, and their attacks were enough to pose a significant threat. If he had coordinated with the vampire, perhaps it could have wreaked havoc in tandem with him on the outside, but alas, it didn't happen that way. As the massive warrior fell, he monitored the altitude until he was at such a height that there was enough air to support his alternate form. As soon as he reached it, he transformed. His body shifted and he soon was back into his helicopter form. He would hover underneath the enemy vessel for a bit until he could find out what happened to his original comrade.

[Zero Hex]

Clifford Nobles was a heavy sleeper. It came with his natural disposition toward sloth, matched only by his greed, arrogance and cowardice. He had a whole collection of personality defects, really. But the point is, heavily shirking all manner of responsibilities, even when it would clearly come back to bite him in the ass, was second nature to him. A mixture of that and the previously mentioned cowardice had lost him a 50 million dollar payday and gotten him a ticket across worlds in return, and while he was rightly fascinated with the scope of creation, he also resented having what amounted to a highly dangerous job for a mysterious organization and a faceless boss. Going back to the actual point, Cliff was a heavy sleeper, which is why he completely missed two men entering his "Secret Sleeping Space", aka one of the escape pods in Meta Ridley's ship he had picked at random, the launch, the subsequent landing, the arguments including a third voice and even the firefight outside. How the other two missed him was anyone's guess, but since a coward like Clifford Nobles could make an artform out of hiding, him going completely unnoticed in the small structure wasn't entirely impossible, just extremely improbable. The cowboy did wake up, however, when a stray shot from the firefight below ricocheted off the pod's outer plating. His pusillanimity, you see, was extreme enough to act like a sixth sense for danger, an instinctive reaction towards aggression that triggered a spectacular flight response in him. From lying face up in the floor tucked extremely deep under the seats, hat over face to muffle out the occasional noise, to out of the pod like a bat outta hell, hat in hand, through the door Our Hero had opened in olympic record time. He didn't stop until he ran into a very surprised security guard, who had no time to do anything other than mentally wonder who the crap this cowboy was as he was shoved aside in a panic, smacking the back of his head on a wall. The dull thud broke Cliff out his panic and he stopped to take stock of his surroundings. He had no idea where he was or what he was doing. None. All he knew was, he had taken out an armed guard while making no noise whatsoever. So he was calling that a win. He turned around to the open door, believing he'd seen...two dudes he was sure he had seen before, probably SE guys like himself. "So uh, hey! Guys! I took out a guard here! Why are we here again?".

[Prostagma]

Our Hero - Inconspicuous Warehouse, Siberia Our Hero began to descend the steps when there was a blur in the corner of his eye, followed shortly by the narrator. "And now enters a lone cowboy... Who could this mysterious man be?" "I SURRENDER!", Our Hero shouted, throwing his hands in the air, "THEY FORCED ME TO, OFFICER, I- oh." "Superb form on that hands-up, though." "Quiet, you. Yeah, we're uh-", Our Hero swallowed and pulled a notebook out of his belt, "We're looking for some stuff? A 'Red Queen', a 'Derek Simmons', and a 'C-Virus'. You know where we can find any of those?", he asked as the group headed into the warehouse.

[Earnest Evans]

Hampus the Red, Neo-Umbrella's Siberian Facility's Roof's Exit's Doorway's First Step Downstairs Everything had happened so fast. Some garishly-dressed poofter sprinted out from behind them, shoved both of them aside, and expertly disabled the guard that he must have known was there. Determined to not seem like any more of a fool, Hampus applauded Clifford's valiant rescue. "Well done, uh... you! You have clearly shown your excellent judgement and skill today, and as such we will give you the privilege of going first! Us weaklings will hang back and cover your flanks." Hampus rather suddenly realized something when Our Hero listed out their objectives: he didn't know what a "Red Queen" or who "Derek Simmons" is, or where in this facility he could find them. "Hm, I'm afraid I do not know the location of any of these. Rest assured, we will surely be able to find someone who does in this facility. All it would take to learn it is a little... persuasion." Hampus, of course, had no intention of actually interrogating anyone, as he had a tendency to start crying when he yelled and suffered from severe stomach cramps whenever he felt like he had the upper hand in a situation.

[Zero Hex]

Cliff was quite pleased indeed that his spectacular abilities were being recognized. "Ahahaha, yes siree, Cliff Nobles is no stranger to a good scuffle. You weaklings just hang back and back the master up!". Ah yes, it was good to be around people who could clearly see one's worth, truly refreshing. Yes, he would lead the way into this dangerous unknown facility, which was obviously well guarded considering the heavy firefight outside, to look for a bunch of stuff, even if had no idea what it was exactly they were looking for beyond some names. Wait a second. Nope. That was not right at all, no sir. "Err, on second thought, I'm a pretty new guy to this whole group, you know? And I'm not one to take the lead in such an authorat...atuhor...unfair way. I'm american, we're all for democracy, you know? We're all equals here, yeah, we should all hang together". Cliff coughed a bit, hoping he hadn't lost any face, before carrying on. "So what do we do with this guy then?", he pointed at the still out of it guard, "Want to start by interrogating him? I think tying him up and seeing if he had anything worth something would be a good idea. Anyone got some rope?".

[Prostagma]

Our Hero - Rooftop Interrogation Chamber, Siberia "I got, uh...", Our Hero reached into his pants, retrieving what amounted to an enormous pile of long, sturdily-knit, mismatched socks "Ah, yes, Our Hero's Christmas gifts from the last three years running. It appears that, while naughty children may get coal, disappointing children get socks." "Ignore him." Our Hero began to knot the socks together, forming a long and decently-serviceable rope out of the wool. "And like magic, years of passive-aggression are converted into a usable item!" "Yeah, yeah.", Our Hero responded humorlessly, "So uh, you there, America guy. This work?"

[IncredibleBee]

Guts - Umbrella Siberian Research Facility A small torrent of arrows rocketed forward, lodging themselves into a zombie's skull, and the undead collapsed. An ironclad boot stepped over it, as Guts walked further down the corridor. The black swordsman turned a corner, and ascended a flight of stairs, loading a fresh clip of bolts into the repeater. Climbing to the top, he entered a more spacious area, one filled with actual humans. Well, probably human, at least. Outside, Guts could spy a group of soldiers firing strange cannons of some kind at an undead. Obviously, they were a militia sent to deal with these undead, no doubt trying to fend off apostle activity. Guts walked towards the skirmish drawing the Dragonslayer. Dashing forward, drove the blade in a wide arc, rending apart several zombies in one blow. Swinging through a second wave, he gave a grin. Ripping through weak enemies like this was stress relief, if anything.

[RolePlayerRoxas]

The World's Most Hated Tail, Tailblue: Passenger Area

The further she ran, the louder sounds of combat became. At least she was on the right track. It didn't take long to traverse the halls and find the site of battle. Upon viewing, Aika realised she wasn't entirely sure who her allies were. Lamenting the lack of a dress code, obviously inhuman enemies, Aika outstretched her hand, a blue trident forming via water appearing from seemingly nowhere. LEt's see, she couldn't rush in without being sure... "Enemies of the UMMA!" Tailbue cried, "Reinforcements are here! Give up!" While it would be nice if that happened, Aika figured it would least indicate who her opponents would be. Or give the agents an opening to take the enemy down.

Gilgamesh The Brave: Restaurant Catwalk

Ha! Mindless curs! As if the mighty Gilgamesh would surrender! he giggled internally, finishing his enchantments. With the effects of his buffs, the bullets shouldn't be able to hurt too badly, though it would probably be best to avoid them altogether. His movement had also been improved slightly, as indicated when he went from his kneeling position to suddenly leaping into the air once more. "FEEEELLLLL FOR IIITTT!" Gilgamesh roared, crashing down atop one of the gunmen. Swiftly, Gilgamesh was on his feet once more, grabbing the second soldier's wrist and quickly wrenching over the catwalk's railing. Keeping a tight grip on his wrist, Gilgamesh sneered at the dangling soldier, "Now boy, what have we learned today? That's right! Opposing the mighty Gilgamesh is futile!"

Aura Bright, The Best Doctor: Yggdrasil Medical Centre

Aura yawned as she slumped in her chair, head turned upwards towards the ceiling. Who knew her task would be so boring? Her plan to gain information from the UMMA was undeniably brilliant, as was targeting the medical records of these people. Very sound idea, and not at all difficult to pose as some lovey-dovey healer in order to get inside. It was just kind of annoying that she couldn't gain said information right now. Whether medical records existed for the most troublesome of the UMMA agents, she had yet to discern. Those could be under heavy lock-and-key, for all she knew. Aura had no doubt she could seduce her way into gaining access to them, but it was a matter of locating that key in the first place. And of course, make sure she wasn't found out... Well, it would also help if the Agents would visit her more often. All she ever seemed to get was commoners and faceless mooks she cared nothing about. What the hell was she supposed to do with that?! Boy, it sure was great to know that Big Stan had an allergy to cotton, now the UMMA was finished! Sighing with frustration, Aura shifted her posture, now leaning on her desk, littered with various forms and papers as a computer silently hummed beside her. Maybe she should try befriending a agent directly or something...

[Minder]

Blake belladonna, Outside the Passenger Area, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

As Jaune engaged the pink-haired girl, Blake turned her attention to the green one, apparently the calmer of the two. Blake was reluctant to close the distance and strike - she had no idea of the girl's capabilities, and she was backed up by the other Shadow Eternity operatives. Her expression cold, the Huntress ejected Gambol Shroud's magazine and slid another into place, one with a row of coloured markings along its side. I might have to use up some Dust... Luckily, their reinforcements chose that moment to arrive. Blake glanced at the new arrival, an armoured girl with long blue hair, a new plan forming in her mind. "Cover me, I'm going after the one with the spear." Blake said to the newcomer, before dashing forwards. Ducking low, she quickly split off a clone and ran along side it for a few steps, before breaking off. Her clone took a few steps up the wall of the corridor, the real Blake following suite on the opposite side, before both figures leapt at Green with identical spinning kicks.

Subaru Nakajima, Yggdrasil Medical Centre

As if on cue, a teenaged girl with short blue hair and a white and blue uniform poked her head around the office doorway, a cheerful smile on her face. "Uh, hello? This is the medical centre, right?" She asked brightly, looking around curiously.

[Earnest Evans]

Shadow Eternity Commandos, Siberian Neo-Umbrella Facility "Aim for the big guys' mouths!" shouted Private Marko over the roar of battle. Though an Ogroman's normal defense of its weakpoint would be to simply close its mouth, concentrated fire on it had graphically reduced its jaw to pulverized gristle. Thanking his lucky stars for the brass's decision to include an explosive measure for larger targets, Marko fired off five more rounds into the Ogroman's raw fleshy orifice. With an unpleasant noise sounding rather like a man trying to scream through a mouthful of milk and ground beef, the Ogroman was felled a mere two yards from Marko's feet. As the beast's corpse vaporized itself, Marko found himself glad that his standard-issue gas mask's air filters still worked. Judging by the way they looked, Marko guessed they didn't smell too good when they popped like that. The other two members of his squad, Privates Bubonicus and Horak, didn't look nearly as bothered by the Ogroman's dissolving; in fact, Horak appeared to be licking his... whatever the hell you call a hunk of wood's lips! "Would ya quit transmitting that slurping thing you keep doing, Knothole?" Marko complained, holding down a mouthful of bile. "Nnnot my fffault... too mmmuch mmmmmeat!" Horak replied, with an air of indignation previously thought impossible for something with so little taste. Elsewhere, around the west side of the facility, Squad Eta was caught up in a fierce battle between a large pack of ten Lickers. Since Private Neger had been downed, the squad was down to two members: Privates Escherichia-Coli #644 and Appule Manbaran. The two aliens were forced to fight back to back, as the Lickers circled them, waiting for an opening. "Hey, Doc," Escherichia whispered into his comms, "wanna see a trick I learned back with the Furon Navy?" His engorged temples pulsing with a foggy light, Escherichia telekinetically lifted the largest of the Licker pack and swept it through the rest of its cohorts. Growling and scratching, what Lickers that weren't knocked over instinctually retaliated against the large one's "attack", reducing it to ribbons by the time it knocked into the last Licker. Appule Manbaran, seeing a golden opportunity, opened fire on the stunned Lickers. Withering under a barrage of explosive shots, seven of the beasts were destroyed. The last two Lickers, gone berserk from the loss of its pack, pounced on Escherichia and knocked him over. Their horrid teeth scratched and rended Escherichia's armor and carved a deep gash down his massive cranium, as their hefty bulk knocked the wind out of him. Thinking quickly, Appule managed to level two shots right in the Lickers' exposed brains, ending them before they could end Escherichia. "We need a medic!" shouted Appule, reloading his Lawbreaker and sweeping the area. There didn't seem to be any hostiles directly targeting them, but in this chaotic battlefield, nothing was sure.

[Savato]

Charlotte - Research Facility

Little step by little step, the little witch was nearing the end of the half-ruin half-metal corridor that led to a reinforced metal door. From what the indications all around said, it appeared to be the place where Cinder Fall's tool was stored, however the door before the little creature was gargantuan and apparently pretty dense. There was a computer not too far away from it, requiring many identification procedures in order to activate the safety lock's release. Knowing this, Charlotte simply released her giant mouth and slowly wolfed down the giant metal door, piece by piece, nearly unbreakable matter ended up turned into nutrients for the monster. Once revealed, the room hidden behind safe door was covered in wires of different sizes and shapes, all linked to a sealed machine in the center of the room. There was many computers stationed all around that black box in the center, some linked to smaller wires connected to the mighty machine. Charlotte had no idea what this was, but it was clear that that thing was built to hide something else, or maybe just to protect the surroundings from what it could potentially do? Charlotte's first guess would be to devour the machine-like box that was supposedly hiding the coveted object, but at the same time she could only imagine Cinder's rage if she were to do a little accident. She turned around, her Pyotr still behind her, and faced the other end of the hallway she had just traversed. "CINDER! HURRY UP! I found a super machine! I may hide Cheese behind it!" She wailed wildly as if Cinder was more than done with the previous opponent. Charlotte did her the deafening gunshots as she walked through the hallway but that was the common stuff for SE employees such as herself. Plus she was confident Cinder Fall could take down the little opposition the facility proposed.

Meta-Ridley - The Pirate Ship, In an unknown Universe

Ridley appeared content when he acknowledged Arragoz's will and confidence toward the task the dragon as offered. Now all that was left was to fly to the destination, which wouldn't be difficult considering Warp Speed was an easy acquirement for Multiverse conscious individuals. The ship was swiftly propelled to a specific destination but it appeared to be the middle of nowhere, a dark place between systems and nothingness. In reality, they were nearing the limits as to where the closest GFS fleet was, but at normal circumstances their awareness of nearby ships wasn't of a concern to Ridley. The biggest problem resided in what they were stationed there for. An image suddenly popped on the control room's windshield, revealing what Ridley was focusing on the entire time during their arrival in the universe. All that one could see was a shining, blue planet the size of Earth (more or less). It was the planet Phaaze, though of course it wasn't the original sentient planet that was vanquished during Ridley's times of corruption. No, this was the effect of the planet's efforts to spread its corruption and duplicate itself in the universe. However, the fact that the Leviathan wormhole managed to transport the seed to an entirely different universe was beyond Space Pirate comprehension. Coating the massive ball of energy was what seemed to be a belt of small particles. Zoomed in closer and it would be clear that the immense amount of ships stationed around the planet was more akin to an asteroid belt than anything. Near the center of the mass was an exceptionally massive battle ship, easily dwarfing the GFS Olympus, and could only be identified as the GFS and UMMA's collaborated effort to keep this planet from being taken by enemy forces. It would be impossible with the current ship to penetrate such a defense, but luckily for SE, Ridley's people perfectly understood Phazon, the chemical element composing the corrupting energy in Phaaze, and discovered many exploits from it. As Ridley hopped down from his throne-like pedestal, he had extracted a red artifact from a platform set next to the aforementioned pedestal. "Arragoz, get the remaining soldiers ready. The pilot will get you into the... Space Marine Mothership. You know what to do. You'll be kept linked to me via your translator. Your only goal is to eliminate all the threats preventing you from bombarding the ship, I'll handle any... Externalities." He quickly briefed Arragoz, knowing that he could rely on the Ork for such approaches. As for the captain of the ship, he parted toward his 'Quarters", prepping himself for the upcoming chaos he was going to cause. This was supposed to be quick and eventually cause discord among the UMMA staff which appeared already encumbered by multiple operations happening out of Ridley's reach and control. But either way, SE's state of terror would be greatly augmented through such an erratic and still mysterious act. Why would SE attack both a pathetic pharmaceutical company bent on creating atrocious biological weapons and an extremely dangerous and sentient planet? In either case, it could only lead to bigger catastrophes and chaos for anything that would be involved in it.

OOC

Okay, I will be RPing a soldier, as Earnest did recently, to accompany Arragoz. I really like that Ork character and a little dialogue while screwing around with GFS machinery would be fun. ALSO! GFS is highly advanced in technology and can easily outclass SE soldiers with Phazon enhancements for instance. So stealth would be interesting here.

[GingerBoi123]

"Oh god..." Jaune exclaimed as his sword was pushed upwards into the air, although Jaune managed to tilt his head back just enough to narrowly miss the fist coming up towards his chin. Jaune placed his shield down only to be knocked backwards and on his back. Without taking any serious damage, Jaune got back to his feet. "Cover me, I'm going for the one with the spear." Blake advised, before assailing onto her chosen opponent. It might be a good idea to keep the girl with the fist occupied. "Got it!" Jaune called out before gripping his sword and shield handle again. Jaune made another attempt at charging, leaping after a dozen steps forward and swinging his sword downwards again at the girl, however he was incredibly open, he was hoping the surprise aerial attack would put her off guard. Another girl came bursting in, with a blue watery trident. "Enemies of the UMMA." She announced, her voice trailed off as he swung downwards.

[Scarifar]

Medic - Siberia: New Umbrella Facility

Medic was startled as these new creatures appeared onto the battlefield. Then awe and curiosity came to him. The ferocity of the monsters and their terrifying appearances, oh, they were delightful! He knew then that he had to get at least some of their tissue to experiment on. A living test subject may be too much to hope for, but perhaps a nearly intact corpse would do, or several. The soldiers, however, were certainly not making it easy, blowing huge holes through the mutants' bodies. Sometime later there was a cry for a medic. Medic turned his head and instantly ran toward the direction of the cry, locating Escherichia. Quickly firing his Medibeam at the wounded soldier, Escherichia's body regenerated rapidly, the wounds on his body closing fast, and even his armor repaired itself. Within seconds, Escherichia was in full health, as if the wounds inflicted never occured at all. "Good to go!" Medic yelled as he returned to his original place, all the while healing those who were also injured.

[CourierSix]

Zyland Bannon- CMS Terra Nova, Fore Station Zyland saw his opportunity. The fool had sent the source of almost all of his fighting ability away to the wall, undoubtedly to try and bust their way out. In doing this, he left himself exposed. Zyland pulled his second and final "sticky bomb" from its place and launched it at the guy- after having stasised the item pre-launch. He then jumped over it and into the air directly at the guy, kicking th knife so that it slightly angled toward the ground. He thrn fird at the guy's head in attempt to distract him from the knife. If he succeeed, the knife would stick into the ground and explode- with him in the blast radius. John Carver- CMS Terra Nova, Infirmary Carver woke up in the hospital bed in the infirmary. He had been linked up to a blood transfusion unit, so he guessed he had lost a lot of blood. He couldn't stand to be laying there now that e was conscious, however, so he disconnected himself and stood up. He felt incredibly lightheaded, but he made his way to the bridge successfully. There, he saw Isaac. "Are they gone?" Carver asked. Isaac turned to face him. He apparently wasn't surprised that Carver refused bedrest. "The... Helicopter is. The vampire's whereabouts are unknown." "... Great. Zyland checked in in a while?" "... No." "Perfect." Derek Simmons- Neo-Umbrella Facility, Siberia Derek was starting to get a little worried now. He was in okay condition to fight himself, but not to his full ability. Nonetheless, the way things were going now, he felt he may have to. He couldn't die, or at least not in any way he was aware of. He sighed once more, stood up, and exited the office. "Keep me up to date on the changing circumstances." He said to the Queen, then left without an answer.

[Mtntopview]

Soundwave - Somewhere within Yggdrasil: Soundwave was currently observing the situation in the food district from the safety of a computer terminal within a different section of the station. Using the security cameras he constantly monitored the entire of Yggdrasil, tirelessly searching for any signs of trouble. To him, a terrorist attack was unacceptable. It gave this group credibility, that they could strike at the heart of the UMMA. As much as he would have liked to go there himself to put them down, he would be more useful in an auxiliary role. That role would be shutting down the area in order to contain the threat. Of course, this would also trap those already there, but there seemed to be several UMMA staff already handling the attackers. Tapping a couple keys, Soundwave pulled up a command screen. It showed a three-dimensional map of the South-East quarter of the food district, as well as various utilities he could gain access to. Typing a few lines of code, he then proceeded to put the area into a lock down. All doors within the area would be closed and locked, and any wishing to pass would need to speak directly to Soundwave before being granted access. At the same time, he sent out a message to all within the tower via either messages or by the Public Announcement system: [ An emergency lock down has been initiated in the South-East quarter of the food district of the Yggdrasil tower. Any agent seeking to gain access to the area will be required to contact Soundwave for clearance. ] Did he care about any potential panic caused by his actions? No. He simply had taken the most simple and effective way to deal with the threat and keep it from spreading.

OOC comments ... Important!

((Note that: Soundwave did not actually speak. He typed in a message and a computer made the voice. Kind of like the Siri voice or whatever))