Dioxide

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Gosh, I remember time limits on certain RPs...

Those RPs... I don't know... sometimes they're a hit or miss and some just get abandoned before the tenth post.

The RPs whose creators spent so much time on - creating the background, history, rules, physics, maps, religions of the RP - then get abandoned or never started... those I feel the saddest for.

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

The prison box wall that contained Subject 30 caved out, and the Anomaly's powerful punch created a large dent that caused the other sides to bend towards the impact. The whole piece moved like dough with his power, but the prison refused to give out.

'Hit him again with another round,' the lead sniper spoke to the microphone on his compact helmet. Another round meant another ear-piercing sound blast that previously brought Subject 30 to his knees. One auxiliary spotter placed his finger on the button that would turn the sound on again. He pressed it, and expected to hear the sound permeate muffled through the prison's metallic walls.

'Boss, it's not working.'

'Try it again.'

Again, nothing.

'Alright, target has busted the systems. Everyone, put on your shades, and take aim.'

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As Agent Caits rounded the corners in search of the room that contained Subject 29, groups of men, separated into different hallways, worked their way to surround the Agent into a kill-box. The halls flashed with oscillating emergency red lights, giving periodic moments of darkness. If Caits' memory served her well, she'd know where to find Gershwin.

'I see the target! Open fire!'

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

I checked your profile! You're so busy! Hahaha

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

:p

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Anyone caught within the blast radius was eviscerated. Anyone within the sonic boom for the next mile could hear the deadly explosion and those within the circle deafened, and even closer, dazed and staggered. You didn't need a microphone to pick up the grenade explosion that occurred near one of the holding facilities that held one of the most dangerous Anomalies. Agent Caits probably has 5 minutes before everyone was on her.

'Secure the room! She must not get inside!,' barked Dr. Jiang-Ping as she monitored Subject 29's vitals closely. Though the explosion was not enough to shake the room, even a fly landing on the glass surface of the Anomaly's container would almost make the doctor shit herself, she was so nervous.

On the other end of the UNARM facility, radios were busy with chatter on orders and reconfirmations. The snipers and security team trained on Subject 30's prison, however, did not move and kept their position. Orders were orders, and they would not risk having two Anomalies out at once.

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Hey Caits! I haven't abandoned the RP; I just was too busy before my trip to Cambodia and now I don't have the time to type up a good enough post. I go back home this 9th so I should be good then!

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

:(

I dyed my hair green :D hope that makes you smile

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

What happened? :(

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Hahaha thank you so much

My dad asked me why I had masking tape on my toes XDDDD

Be careful with trying to break Gershwin out. It'd a volatile situation hahahh

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Big Boss took the situation very seriously but refused to show signs of worry on the off-chance that Agent Caits does manage to avoid capture and the subsequent execution. His attention at the moment was not on the camera footage in the surveillance room where he ought to be. No, his attention was on the staff themselves: he monitored as many as he could through his own set of security cameras, looking out for any aiding and abetting, which such actions allowed for an immediate shooting on sight. Though he watched his pawns work with a keen eye, he had a slight sting of anger for not being fast or competent enough to catch that one sympathizer... not... Anomaly]-fast enough.

He then clicked on the notification that appeared on the screen: it was a message from the UN respondent earlier. The notification led to a message that made Big Boss grin.

I wiggled some leg room for all of us. The reinforcements will be there in a matter of hours.

File #66

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The food-stocks building was one of the few buildings that did not fully manage military or communication technologies. It was actually a large section of warehouses that would store UNARM's essential vitamins and supplies. 'An Army Marches on its Stomachs' was very true indeed.

A few blocks away, high up from the rooftop of one of these food-stock buildings, also dubbed as 'The Kitchens', one could see men rushing to a nearby building. The view from far above made them look like a line of ants returning to the nest.

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Dr. Jiang-Ping had to call in more reinforcements, despite her better judgment. This was sure to piss off Big Boss, having to take off more eyes and ears - and guns - off the man-hunt. But, in all honesty, it wasn't unwarranted.

Earlier, Subject 29 twitched. Not five seconds ago after half to a full hour later, her body jolted.

'Good God, how is she doing that?'