Girlie1Bomba

The Legend of Gobbledygook

@Girlie1Bomba I dunno .... fffooouuurrr? :D We can play it by ear? Seven is seeming too long. :(

@Mokley

5 then! 😘

And sooo like do you want our apps dropped off here or at OOC?

The Legend of Gobbledygook

@Mokley heya boss. Soooooo like just checking... Are we doing the 7days after last post, then gm post moves us? Or shorter time between gm post ups? :]

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

@ReusableSwordBOOOOOM! Hell yeah! Now lets just hope your pilfered transport has a hitch on it :/

@Viranido whatever you like cuz this RP is on life support so whatever you want your chara to do... do it now cuz we done soon, son :[

The Legend of Gobbledygook

@Mokley Heya! ;DD

daBomba is here for ya boss. Just let me know when you're ready. :]

The Helium Frightful

Heya peeps!

What's good you guys? 😄 Still gonna post up?

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

@ReusableSword

The bridge could be anywhere. Its just a visualization spot. Over a dried up Creek, some back water road, hell nearby Octavias clinic? It's just a made up point that any local would know if they heard the distress call.

And it's up to you what he sees but as I have it, it looks like a blown scavenger truck with a trailer that has a tarp over it. The components are covered up. But maybe the tarp blew free? Up to you bruh

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

k peeps, I posted up.

The job to take back the lost components was successful but not without cost. And their not in the clear yet. The transport with Sato and the components ran over a bomb and is now stuck and the NO baddies are circling round.

CeCe rescued her bro, but still has to get out and somehow drive on over. In my next post I'ma have the shot NO light transport fix their flat and make it over to the gate. Behemoth is still alive. They gunna put a bullet in his skull but he has a nasty last second heroics gift for them: GRENADE!

So that will be CeCe and friends opportunity to leave the NO base. That still doesn't save Sato and the components in time tho... :\

Any heroics, guys? I know Roman in on a light vehicle? Is he gunna pass by the bridge (hint-hint-wink-wink)?

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

CeCe

Squad Last Down

Defenders
Field Commander - Salem
Excecutive Commander - Aether
Trooper - Behemoth
Sniper - Calibre
Driver - Daemon

Consultants
Engineer Chief Sato
Security Chief Lapin (Bunny)
Liaison Officer Xavier

More bullets riccocheted off the steel of the flatbed. And even more pounded the 'scavenger' transport.

"You know exactly why I'm here, Commander, I'm going in after him. You--"

"Bunny. I get it and I--"

"Saley. Don't worry, we have you covered. Just get that damned junk back to base. Last Down, Commander. Can't change my mind--"

"I know. I just wanted to say, we will be waiting for you when you're done here."

"Roger that, boss-lady. Yo, Daemon...?"

"Go ahead, Bunny..."

"Gots my diapers cinched, baby. You just bring it home."

"Yeah, baby. Tell Thor I told him he don't know how to fly straight... diapers on, Bunny... See ya when when I see ya."

"Roger that, Dae. Take care of X and Sato for me, over? For Bee!

"Ya gots it. Over and out. For Bee!! Last Down!!"

The transport peeled off, 'junk' secured on the flatbed, all hearts beating like a chorus of drums. Daemon drove like hell and highwater was coming after them, reaching top speed but slowing with insane reflexes once he saw pitches or potholes in the roadway. Salem was at the top hatch, railing away at the incoming pursuit vehicles. Both Sato and Xavier waved and saluted both CeCe and Behemoth, then they both adjusted their weapons and fired away at the pursuit vehicles.

~~~

From further away, both Aether and Calibre had hailed down on targets from the walls that had surprised attacked the others at the pinched tractor trailer. But it was too litlle to late once they had saw the ambush. The NO attack had nailed Behemoth twice with their volley; once grazing his hip, the other tearing open the left side of his neck.

And so here she was now, the second in command. Even with tears streaming down her eyes, Aether was a deadshot. They got her little brother, and he was bleeding to death. Tears of frustration and anguish burned her eyes, but she would not let that deter her. Every bullet was a message. She would get them back; she had her incentive to murder with deadly accurracy.

From the cover of the trailer bed, both CeCe and Behemoth held position. Aiming at a pursuit vehicle, Bee fired his heavy machine gun as CeCe fired from the hip, one hand on her rifle, the other pressing on Bee's neck, hoping against hope the blood flow would stop.

But they both knew the truth. And so it was decided that Bee would go down swinging and CeCe would get her shot to save her own brother. They were left behind then. Once Behemoth died, CeCe would bitterly pull away, crawl under the tractor trailer and into NO base to find her brother Chevalier and her friend, Capt. Alina Reid.

"Clear! Goddamit, Bunny! Move out, girl! MOVE IT!!" Aether screamed into the comms, her voice breaking and cracking as she broke down, "I love you, little bro...! GODDAMIT, BEE!! Trevvie, I'm sooooo SOORRRY!! I love you, little bro--"

"It's okay, it's okay, Aeth... Di, I am so proud of you... m-m-Mama is too. I know it. I'mma see her... L-Love ya big sis-- Time to go. Wrath and Rapture. Bring it, DI!! Last Down!"

"LAST DOWN!!" Aether and Calibre fired away at the walls providing further cover.

CeCe moved with Behemoth as he rose. Slowly and ponderously at first then after smacking his head twice he moved much more fluidly into better position to fire at the lead NO vehicle chasing the Defender transport. It was closing in but fast.

"Lemme go. Take better aim, girl...!"

No argument. CeCe took a knee, aimed, and let loose on the pursuit vehicle. Someway somehow, their bullets managed to shred the front right tire of their target. They took aim and fired again, but soon enough, the other two vehicles were out of range. But at least they did what they set out to do; give the others with the desperately needed components a head start and a chance to get back to the E-6 and install it.

With one arm around his waist and the other pressing against his pouring red, wound, CeCe pressed her mask against Bee's cheek, "You gave 'em a shot; a chance to still dust off off this rock, big boy--"

"You s-still gots a chance for your bro. He's waiting for his sis. Lemme go. I'm gunna wave goodbye to mine now."

"You are a hero, Bee."

"And you still a dumb bunny, Dumb Bunny... hah." he reached up, grasped her hand, pulled it off his neck and pulled her in close. Through her mask she kissed his cheek. The heavy machine gun passed from his hands to hers. "Say hi to Thor for me... later..."

"Bye, big boy..." CeCe nodded, back pedalled for a bit and watched as he waved into the distance at his sniper sister, the second in command Aether, for the final time.

"Last Down forever. See ya when I see ya, soldier. Thank you, thank you, thank you..." said Salem over comms.

Behemoth collapsed, Aether tossed her rifle as she screamed at the sky, and CeCe let out a shuddering cry. The huge blonde woman nodded one last time, turned around, and sprinted back towards the NO gate.

~~~

After emerging from beneath the front bumper of the pinched tractor trailer, CeCe raised the heavy machine gun and fired into the fray, pounding away at the NO soldiers. The quartet of rebels that had been pinned down she pointed at with two fingers and hand signalled them to split up and move out; unfriendlies at 2 and 4 o'clock. Hopefully they understood because she continued on her quest to find her bro and friend.

She had seen the unmarked van and assumed that was where they were holding the survivors of the helicopter crash. It was wihin running distance, but she did not want to expose herself as a moving target just yet.

Once more she opened fire, providing cover for the rebels. They moved out, but not before providing her with the opportunity she had hoped for. A pair of smoke grenades they launched and upon spraying the vicinity with instant concealment, they had all moved out.

CeCe let off the last rounds of Bee's massive heavy machinegun, dropped it and sprinted towards the immobile van. She held off on firing at any target lest she allow herself to be made as a target herself. She made it! With her heart pounding basically in her ears, she leaned up against the twin rear doors.

"They got us. Dammit they got us..." it was Salem and she sounded in a very bad way, "IED. Daemon is down. This is an open distress call from Field Commander Salem of Squad Last Down. If you hear this we are immobile, but the 'junk' is still secure. We are at the crossroads just north across the Midgard Bridge. Our snipers, Calibre and Executive Commander Aether are keeping the pursuers at bay, but ammo is low. Engineer Sato and Liaison Xavier are still alive and firing away. Behemoth is KIA and Bunny is MIA... I have enjoyed serving my time as Commander and I am proud to have served and lead this Last Down Squad.

"I... I-I have a daughter. Her name is Kaia and she is beautiful. She has a peanut allergy and I know she loves her mommy as much as mommy loves her. Tell her... tell her I'm sorry that I could not be there for her more than I did.. tell her--"

Over Salem's comms could be heard the sound of more gunfire, screams and cries of both Xavier and Sato and the groans of Daemon. But Salem spoke no more.

"X...! Sato...! Aeth and Cal! Bunny still live. 60 seconds and I'm on my way, ya hear?! I'm out in 60 seconds, je vous le jure! I swear! You stay alive! KEEP FIGHTING!! LAST DOWN!!"

CeCe turned and ripped open the back doors to the van.

"Ughs... je veux une ange eh bien... il ya juste un couchon pour certaine... Well, at least it's not shooting at me..."

"Ey! Prends un pistolet, fermes ta bouche, et allons y! Couchon... you're welcome by the way, Thor... Oh and bonjour, Captain Alina Reid!"

Of course there was the gratuitous kisses and group hug, then guns were passed around. It was time to make good on her promise to make it out and move out in 60 seconds.

The Helium Frightful

@Mokley k awesome boss ;DD

She's much more at ease and upbeat then... initially :]

The Helium Frightful

Lucky

♥
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Her non-bandaged hand went to her hip and unclasped the white and fluffy thing. Up to Golby's face did Lucky thrust the regally, and for all eternity posed feline, "And this be me bestest of friends. Tis Dotsies. Go on... Say hi then... 'tis the Cap'n Gilby here, girlie...! Oooohhh... She's normally all chatty and forward... but seems to be all shy now..."

A humble and apologetic smile she offered up to Goldby before re-attaching Dotsies to her hip. "And a hearty thanks, one thousand-fold for acceptin' our applications and having the both o' us aboard your grand livin' vessel, sire. Whatever ya needs, me n' Dotsies will not hesitate to provide as we be the best of employees! Oh, and doncha worry your honker off, we won't claw nor consume a single... Krita-chanics? They look of plants anyways... hah...! Ahoy then, Krita-chanics and yer waddling-thing...! Pleased to make acquaintance, if it pleases ya! Safe voyages and best to us all then, mates! Aye, and again a thousand-fold, aye...!"

The HOBO device returned to her hand and she crinkled her nose as she studied it with a bit of suspicion. Anything that dealt with 'waves' getting into her brain, she did not fully trust even if it would be to her benefit. But as soon as she put it back on her wrist, she sensed that there was a touch of... dampening that somehow soothed her head.

"Oh I knows, I knows, girlie, 'tis for me own good," both eyebrows popped up twice to further expand her sarcastic comment, "and why I don't strap a HOBO device round yer neck, I'll never know-- oh riiiiight, Dots, you're allergic to such things... then how do you know how to fiddle with them radio settings...?! Allergic... riiiiight..."

Then the loading bay door slowly opened and Lucky suddenly became very upright and rigid, and very very still. Normally bright big blue eyes turned once more into that abyssal black. And although not a single muscle moved, inside her head was utter maelstrom and turmoil.

When Golby leapt and scampered up the ramp, Lucky followed behind, marching almost robotically till she reached the cargo hold. She then promptly marched along the wall then abrubtly stopped. The cat-girl then turned and stood with her back to the wall, both hands neatly clapsed behind her back. She would remain in this position until they were ready for take-off. Then her batch would find their respective cages and remain in rest until it was time for 'deployment.' During the flight, each would be fitted with their proper gear depending if they were on infiltration, extraction or cleaner mode. Each batch had at minimum three Programm--

"I AM NOT!!" screamed out Lucky, and upon all fours and onto the floor of the cargo bay was she now, shaking violently, a snarl pulled up at her lips. The abyssal hue of those eyes echoed the sound of blood red murder's desire in her ragged breath. Suddenly a look of shock overtook the murderous one. One blink, then another and bright and shiny, starry-eyed big blues returned, the abyssal hue now lost. Lucky had once more swam free from the internal maelstrom and turmoil of her Programming. A single head shake she gave then rolled into a kneeling position, a hand palming her forehead.

"More bad sleepy-thinks again Dotsies..." the sound of primal rage was not found in her normal smokey sounding voice now, "methinks that-- oh! Is this where we stay then? Well, beats being dropped into a cage, I say. Hired help can'ts be choosers it seems..."

Lucky got up and stretched out her legs and then proceded to unclasp Dotsies from her hip. Vertical pupils in her eyes dilated as she scanned the dimly lit hold. A sweaty palm began to anxiously stroke her regally posed for all eternity besties' head and neck as she inspected the cargo hold. Memories of another time, another place, another living vessel played about, tickling her brain with unease.

A decent sized container box she found and lifted the lid. It was empty. Perfect.

Onto its side did the cat-girl lift and turn the container. The lid she propped open and slid inside, only the light of her HOBO device shining in for her to inspect the inner condition of her new 'room.'

"Oh hold tongue a titch, girlie... ain't so bad now. This box dint have no organics in it. Smell. See? Oil and 'lectronics. 'Twas metals and machines. What..?! Dots no..."

Lucky rolled onto her back and her bandaged arm swept wide as tried to calm her regally posed bestie, "Oh, donchya be mad... We have all the space we needs here-- oi!! Whatja say about me arse then?! Half the box?! Oh, I'll 'be kind' and 'do what I can' to give you the 'harms when I must,' ya' barmy fuzzed up girlie...! And doncha do that t'me! Hold yer tongue in now..."

A finger wagging she gave her white feline pal then abruptly stopped, giggled and hugged Dotsies tight.

"We gunna be okay, girlie... I swears it... I do... Mista' Captain Gilby is our new sire and the Big Fella means us no harm... we gunna be okay, I swears it..."

A sigh she let out, a rough swallow she took and shiny big blues stared at her glowing HOBO device.

_{"What is the directive..."}