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[The Mad Queen]

Vadcus ducked and started to head into the building. When one fighter got close, he reached out with the force and pulled it down. He tried again with another, but this time he failed, only causing it to stir in it's flight path a bit. He lunged behind a low wall to avoid the burst from the machine guns on the fighter that immediately followed, before following the other men into the bakery. "I only managed to get one. Those fighters look ancient. If only my starfighter still worked, blast." he shrugged "anyways, where is this headquarters you keep going on and on about."

The fighter collided with the side of an already damanged block of apartments, bringing it down. The remaning three planes opened fire on the bakery, breaking the windows and striking down four civilians inside. Sean managed to hit the deck, grabbing a child and shielding him however luckily for both of them the bullets passed over their heads.
Cooper sat next to Dougan, his back against one of the walls.

A Leprechuan was hit in the blast, his friend stood over the body attempting to put pressure on his wounds.
"You're alright me friend!" He tried to reassure him while his friend chocked to death on his own blood.

Circling around for another run, the remaining three planes prepared to strike the bakery again.
"Vadcus! 1812!" Dougan shouted over the roaring of the planes "I think I have an idea! It's mental, but it just might work!" He waited for the planes to circle back around, performing another run and finishing off the Leprechaun as well as blowing off the roof of the bakery, now leaving everyone inside exposed.

The Leprechaun who was now cradeling his dead friend's body stood up, grabbed a machine gun from behind the counter and opened fire, screaming like a man posessed.

"Follow me lead!" Dougan ordered, running into the streets of Belfast. He waved his arms at the approaching planes "Look at me, I'm a target!" He cried, doing starjumps on the spot as the planes prepared to dive-bomb him.
One lucky shot from the Leprechuan brought down one of the planes as a hail of bullets clipped one of it's wings, sending it into a tailspin that caused it to crash into a statue.

1812 pelted the other plane with her bamboo cannon, with one lucky stick striking the pilot and causing cirtus-y juice to spray all over the cockpit. Only one plane remained, still preparing to hit Ser Dougan despite it's allies having fallen in battle.

 

[The Mad Queen]

"What the fuck?!" He got up slowly, he'd sure taken a lot worse. "I just follow you guys to help you fight this supposedly unstoppable monster and you just fucking shoot me?" He leaned around the corner and pumped his shotgun. "If you want to kill me, you'd be right in assuming there'll be a fight involved. One i'd reckon you'll lose without that piece of shit fancy plastic mech suit." He pulled a hankercheif out of his pocket and wrapped his knee. His hand wound, he would ignore. He figured she had probably missed the important bones in his knee, and the artieries in his hand, so he'd probably be good to keep going for a while.

Henderson was right in assuming that D.Va had missed his arteries, for she was intentionally aiming to avoid them. As D.Va believed Henderson to be preparing to return fire on the group, she pumped another bullet into his other knee and another into his other hand.

Rick ran up the Henderson and kicked him the the groin and said, "You've just got R*urrp*gity *rrp*ggity Wrecked, Son!"
before he left with the group out of the Dungeon...
The Omen of Death Barbas The Mad Queen
Suddenly, Bill appeared before Henderson...
"WOW! RICK AND THE ASIAN GIRL SURE DID A NUMBER ON YOU! HOW'S ABOUT I FIX THAT!" Bill said as he snapped his fingers and healed Henderson, "OH AND HERE'S YOUR PARROT!" Bill then gave Henderson his parrot back.

D.Va followed Rick and the group out of the Dungeon, heading for the hangar bay of the DEATHSMITH, which was really just the garage.

 

[Lordvader59]

Rick ran up the Henderson and kicked him the the groin and said, "You've just got R*urrp*gity *rrp*ggity Wrecked, Son!"
before he left with the group out of the Dungeon...
The Omen of Death Barbas The Mad Queen
Suddenly, Bill appeared before Henderson...
"WOW! RICK AND THE ASIAN GIRL SURE DID A NUMBER ON YOU! HOW'S ABOUT I FIX THAT!" Bill said as he snapped his fingers and healed Henderson, "OH AND HERE'S YOUR PARROT!" Bill then gave Henderson his parrot back.

"Hey, thank you." Henderson knew how to deal with these elder god types. When they tried to fuck around with the people are large, you killed them. But sometimes they were pretty decent guys. You accept help when it's offered to you. This time when D Va fired, Henderson lunged, going to ground as the bullets soared above his head. "I try to be nice and you just fucking shoot at me!" He fired a slug at D Va. He tried his best to avoid aiming at the rest of the ground, instead only aiming at the one aggressing towards him. He also tried to aim most of the spread at her hand. Trying to suppress her, he fired repetantly as he slowly backed up and got behind a corner, using it as cover.
Belfast

The fighter collided with the side of an already damanged block of apartments, bringing it down. The remaning three planes opened fire on the bakery, breaking the windows and striking down four civilians inside. Sean managed to hit the deck, grabbing a child and shielding him however luckily for both of them the bullets passed over their heads.
Cooper sat next to Dougan, his back against one of the walls.

A Leprechuan was hit in the blast, his friend stood over the body attempting to put pressure on his wounds.
"You're alright me friend!" He tried to reassure him while his friend chocked to death on his own blood.

Circling around for another run, the remaining three planes prepared to strike the bakery again.
"Vadcus! 1812!" Dougan shouted over the roaring of the planes "I think I have an idea! It's mental, but it just might work!" He waited for the planes to circle back around, performing another run and finishing off the Leprechaun as well as blowing off the roof of the bakery, now leaving everyone inside exposed.

The Leprechaun who was now cradeling his dead friend's body stood up, grabbed a machine gun from behind the counter and opened fire, screaming like a man posessed.

"Follow me lead!" Dougan ordered, running into the streets of Belfast. He waved his arms at the approaching planes "Look at me, I'm a target!" He cried, doing starjumps on the spot as the planes prepared to dive-bomb him.
One lucky shot from the Leprechuan brought down one of the planes as a hail of bullets clipped one of it's wings, sending it into a tailspin that caused it to crash into a statue.

1812 pelted the other plane with her bamboo cannon, with one lucky stick striking the pilot and causing cirtus-y juice to spray all over the cockpit. Only one plane remained, still preparing to hit Ser Dougan despite it's allies having fallen in battle.

The sight of the civilians being caught in the crossfire distressed Vadcus, but it was a sight that, after so much fighting on Holan, he had sadly grown somewhat accustomed to. Nonetheless, this wasnt like Holan. On Holan, civilians only got fired upon when they found themselves in between a firefight or a rebel attack or something along those lines. The CIS was oppressing the planet, but they didnt go around doing random mass killings. Here civilians were the target. When the plane came in for an attack, Vadcus too ran out into the street. When he saw the plane going in to attack Dougan, he stopped. He spent a moment standing there, catching his breath. Then, he shoved forwards, launching a powerful force push towards the plane. The plane jerked off to the left from it's strafing path towards Dougan, slamming into a building. "You alright?" Vadcus called over to him

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

"Hey, thank you." Henderson knew how to deal with these elder god types. When they tried to fuck around with the people are large, you killed them. But sometimes they were pretty decent guys. You accept help when it's offered to you.

"NOW DO ME ONE TINY FAVOR... DON'T KILL JERRY! I NEED HIM ALIVE!" Bill said ominously, "OH AND IF YOU WANT TO BE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HISTORY WHEN IT ALL GOES DOWN, DRAW AN IMAGE OF ME IN A PUBLIC PLACE AND I'LL REPAY YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE! I CAN ALWAYS USE MORE MINIONS. AND REMEMBER! REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYEEE!!!!"
Bill then disappeared in a vortex.

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

This time when D Va fired, Henderson lunged, going to ground as the bullets soared above his head. "I try to be nice and you just fucking shoot at me!" He fired a slug at D Va. He tried his best to avoid aiming at the rest of the ground, instead only aiming at the one aggressing towards him. He also tried to aim most of the spread at her hand. Trying to suppress her, he fired repetantly as he slowly backed up and got behind a corner, using it as cover.

(THIS IS FUN! NOW GO NOT SHOOT THAT JERRY GUY! SINCE HE HAS BILL'S POWERS?! I MEAN YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!)
"What the fuck are you doing!" Rick shouted at the racist guy.
"Aw Jeez, I guess he really is a racist old man!" Morty noted.

 

[The Mad Queen]

Belfast

The sight of the civilians being caught in the crossfire distressed Vadcus, but it was a sight that, after so much fighting on Holan, he had sadly grown somewhat accustomed to. Nonetheless, this wasnt like Holan. On Holan, civilians only got fired upon when they found themselves in between a firefight or a rebel attack or something along those lines. The CIS was oppressing the planet, but they didnt go around doing random mass killings. Here civilians were the target. When the plane came in for an attack, Vadcus too ran out into the street. When he saw the plane going in to attack Dougan, he stopped. He spent a moment standing there, catching his breath. Then, he shoved forwards, launching a powerful force push towards the plane. The plane jerked off to the left from it's strafing path towards Dougan, slamming into a building. "You alright?" Vadcus called over to him

"I'm still standing, so I'm good." Ser Dougan said with a shrug. He looked down a street to see that Orange Order forces were approaching. "Give me a feckin' break." He complained, running back towards the bakery to see Sean leading the civilians and wounded into the back of the shop. He followed him in, seeing that among bakery supplies was a large rug. Sean pulled it aside, showing a steel symbol on the floor of a D20 dice.

Ser Dougan knelt down, placing his hand on it and the number on the dice changed into a twenty, opening the floor and revealing a staircase leading down.
"This tunnel's been here for over a century." Dougan explained "Stuart and Sean's bakery just so happens to be built right on top of it."
"We knew there were some ancient tunnels underneath us when we built this place. We used it for delivering goods from our bakery at first." Cooper added with a grin
"Dinky, take as many people to HQ as you can." Ser Dougan ordered "No one gets left behind."
"I know the way." The Dinkster said with a grin
"The Orange Order 'ill be on top of us pretty soon. We need to hold them off. If anyone wants to go with Dinky, I won't blame you."

 

[The Mad Queen]

(THIS IS FUN! NOW GO NOT SHOOT THAT JERRY GUY! SINCE HE HAS BILL'S POWERS?! I MEAN YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!)
"What the fuck are you doing!" Rick shouted at the racist guy.
"Aw Jeez, I guess he really is a racist old man!" Morty noted.

D.Va returned fire at Henderson, taking cover behind a wall.
"Try and keep up!" She shouted at Henderson mockingly, firing another few shots in his direction before turning to Rick "He's not gonna stop until all of us are dead. Get Jerry out of here." She ordered in a serious tone, before her usual smile returned I'll hold this racist loser off." She said

She fired another shot at Henderson and then turned back to the group, unclipping the keyring attatched to her Light Gun and handing it to Morty.
"Hold onto this for me, I'll want it back when this is all over." For good measure, she gave Morty a kiss on the cheek "You're a brave kid, Morty. I'm sure you'd make a heck of a mech pilot if you put your mind to it." She said with a wink, turning around and firing at Henderson again.

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

D.Va returned fire at Henderson, taking cover behind a wall.
"Try and keep up!" She shouted at Henderson mockingly, firing another few shots in his direction before turning to Rick "He's not gonna stop until all of us are dead. Get Jerry out of here." She ordered in a serious tone, before her usual smile returned I'll hold this racist loser off." She said

She fired another shot at Henderson and then turned back to the group, unclipping the keyring attatched to her Light Gun and handing it to Morty.
"Hold onto this for me, I'll want it back when this is all over." For good measure, she gave Morty a kiss on the cheek "You're a brave kid, Morty. I'm sure you'd make a heck of a mech pilot if you put your mind to it." She said with a wink, turning around and firing at Henderson again.

Rick aggressively pulled Morty by the arm, "Come along, Morty! Now is not the time for a new l*uurrp*ve interest for this dumb arc, Morty!"
"Aww, Jeez... Rick..." Morty sighed as they made their way to the Garage where Rick keeps his stuff...
In the Garage
The Garage was strip bear, "JERRY! What the fuck did you do with my stuff!" Rick shouted before he moved to a desk with a few dead flies.
Rick rearranged the flies to reveal his science stuff, "Gr*uurp*at! Now all we have to do is figure out a really cleavery way to b-b-beat Bill before he gets his hands on your unemployed father, Morty!"
Jerry tried to socialize with Miller Batman but was to scared to do so...
The Omen of Death Barbas

 

[Rysesaka]

Deathstroke
​

"Well talk about a useless populace..." He dryly stated about the fact that no one could help... These circumstances were going to make this difficult... But difficult circumstances were something Slade had dealt with before, and Deathstroke figured that if they were here it was likely that they weren't the only ones here and that others from places they knew nothing about would end up here.

Then once Gordon brought up the matter of his name. He said nothing for a moment and then said. "I'm afraid I can't tell you that, however, considering how old you are, I will give you some relevant info about me back then, I was once a part of the US Army, ended up working in intelligence and Special Ops, and that's all I am going to say, make what you will out of it. Also... I go by Deathstroke... Now moping around sitting on our ass's is not going to get us anywhere, we need to legitimately figure out where we are, and figure out how we are going to get back, so come on. I am only going to ask you this once." With that Deathstroke began to walk off, glancing around trying to analyze his surroundings and figure out where he could be, and if he recognized anyone or found someone who would be willing to give any answers.

"I was once part of the US Army too." Jim chuckled and as the mercenary said his alias. Gordon nodded however disagreed in the inside after that, Jim would follow Deathstroke, trying to find a person who could respond to Jim and Deathstroke. While walking with Deathstroke, he began to speak.

"What's all with these aliases nowadays." Jim looked at Deathstroke and shift his attention back to the crowd who are seemingly looking at Deathstroke because of his high-grade mercenary suit as they pass by.

 

[The Mad Queen]

"Henderson." D.Va called from behind cover at the old man "Have you been keeping score? So-far it's D.Va three, old racist loser zero." She said, followed up by a mocking giggle "Why don't you just give up?" She peered around the corner slightly and fired another three shots in Henderson's direction, not aiming directly at the old man but rather trying to lay down suppressing fire to hold him back.

Phantom Thief of Hearts Lordvader59

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

VTEVO GRH QOBLN: CPGODGEGUJKSD
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Morty nervously made Morty noises as he worried for D.Va's life as the racist guy does seem crazy, "R-R-Rick we should go back and save, y'know? Because People aren't expendable sacks of flesh th-th-that you use as some distraction!"
Rick rummaged through his workstation, "M-M-Morty, keep your dick in your pants... Okay... I just realized that Russo didn't just kidnap your dad... he kidnapped the whole house!"
"Y-Y-Yeah Rick, I get it! B-b-b-but you're dodging the issue here!" Morty argued.
"Ha-Ha! Found it!" Rick said as he pulled out his interdimensional phone, "Okay, Morty, Jerry, Deadpool, Samurai and Miller Batman... You guys shut the fuck up! I'm going to make a call!"
"To who?" Jerry asked.
"To the only man just as smart as any Rick..."

In another Universe...

A Man answers a phone.
"Hello, Standford Pines speaking..." He greeted with a smile before his smile faded, "Oh, it's you Rick... What do you want?
"Ford my man! You remember that Triangle guy we met in that one dimension?" Rick asked over the phone.
"Bill?!" Ford exclaimed with shock.
"No... I mean Christopher Smith..." Rick joked.
Ford remained silent, he didn't really understand Rick's reference...
"Christ*uurp*pher Smith, h-he's the guy who directed the movie Triangle... You know what just forget it... Bill's back and I need you to tell me how do I beat him..."
"Well... There is one way..." Ford mused.
"I'm not going to let him enter my head just for Morty to memory wipe me..." Rick said before he burped, "I'm not your brother..."
"Okay... Do you want to get rid of him permanently or..."
"I just want the bastard off of my ass!" Rick shouted.
"You never changed, Okay... maybe you can use your portal gun and send him off to some other dimension?"
"That's it? Ha Ha Ha! Looks like this is way easier than I thought! Bye, Nerd!" Rick said before he hung up.
Ford placed the phone back in his jacket, "Rick... Don't screw up..."

 

[Count Gensokyo]

Jolie read Rumia's aura, it lit up like a Christmas tree, glowing with what Jolie could identify as self-confidence. She smiled at Rumia, only this time she wasn't faking it.
"So it's settled, then?" She asked "We fight until someone draws blood and whoever spills the blood of their enemy first, wins this bet."
She drew her sword, wielding it in one hand while holding her revolver in the other. She did not expect this to be a long fight, so going loud wasn't a problem. Either she would defeat the girl, who without her tricks Jolie assumed was as powerful as a young Vampire or Rumia was far more skilled than Jolie could have predicted.

Despite this, she could not afford to lose. If she were to help Rumia find the hunter, she knew without a doubt that Rumia would try to kill him. She could not let that happen.

​

Without hesitation, Rumia began to freely run towards Jolie now as she drew out her blade and firearm. Rumia stumbled over herself in a rush to reach her target, but regained her balance as she quickly closed the distance between them to about five meters.

Rumia drew back her right arm, her unnaturally long nails blatantly apparent to Jolie now that she was getting so close. The 'tell' of the potential strike was obvious, but it was coming quickly.

If Rumia connected the swipe, it would have sent Jolie flying out the broken windows of the store and out onto the other end of the street outside, much to the young youkai's surprise.
The Mad Queen

 

[Thepotatogod]

Star V. Infinity
Interaction: Star in the dungeon( Phantom Thief of Hearts )
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"Yes, and you must be Princess Star. I'm Ken Amada, nice to meet you." Ken introduced, lowering into a bow.

"Ken-kun, would you mind telling us where Star's parents are?" Minako asked, standing towards her cells bars. "We kinda need to get them out."

"Sure, but promise me you'll let me to come with you." Ken nodded, walking towards the bars. Knowing that she doesn't have any choice, she agreed, nodding in response. "I don't know the details, but I overheard from the thugs that they have to bring the Monarchs to the bottom most floor of the dungeon for their leader to interrogate." Ken explained, one of his hands on the grip of his Evoker.

 

[The Mad Queen]

Without hesitation, Rumia began to freely run towards Jolie now as she drew out her blade and firearm. Rumia stumbled over herself in a rush to reach her target, but regained her balance as she quickly closed the distance between them to about five meters.

Rumia drew back her right arm, her unnaturally long nails blatantly apparent to Jolie now that she was getting so close. The 'tell' of the potential strike was obvious, but it was coming quickly.

If Rumia connected the swipe, it would have sent Jolie flying out the broken windows of the store and out onto the other end of the street outside, much to the young youkai's surprise.
The Mad Queen

Although Jolie managed to stop the nails from touching her skin by dodging to the side, she was still thrown out of the window as the strike connected with her chest, the nails slicing at her armour and leaving scratch marks in the leather. Landing on the other side of the street outside she quickly jumped to her feet and took aim.

She opened fire with her revolver, aiming for the Youkai's arms rather than any vital organs. She was still unsure of how Rumia as a supernatural being worked and what her weaknesses were, so she didn't want to risk anything that might actually kill her.

Count Gensokyo

 

[billthesomething]

Equestria
billthesomething Thepotatogod
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Zecora was about to say something, but she was interrupted by a deafening boom from near the schoolhouse and a cry of "LILY!!!"

In short order, a group of school-fillies and -colts came around the corner, being escorted by Cheerilee in a brisk but orderly fashion. "Stay close to me, little ones. We'll have the rest of our lesson in the park. Doesn't that sound like fun?" she said, nervously.

Without hesitating, Zecora ran off to join Twilight and the others to see what was wrong.

"Well. that's certainly odd" Codsworth said while focusing his right eye at Donovan
Thepotatogod

 

[Lordvader59]

"Henderson." D.Va called from behind cover at the old man "Have you been keeping score? So-far it's D.Va three, old racist loser zero." She said, followed up by a mocking giggle "Why don't you just give up?" She peered around the corner slightly and fired another three shots in Henderson's direction, not aiming directly at the old man but rather trying to lay down suppressing fire to hold him back.

Phantom Thief of Hearts Lordvader59

"Well I'm still being shot at by some self righteous teenager who thinks I'm racist for some reason and who is seemingly incapable of comprehending that I am not at this moment hostile. Well I am now because you shot me but before that I wasn't. After this firefight ends, and I'm not particularly above killing you if you give me no other choice, I'm just gonna go back and help the others out." Henderson was pissed. There was an interdimensional demon about, though he did seem like a pretty chill guy, and she just wanted to kill him. Could she be a follower of Hastur? The thought struck Henderson like a bullet. She seemed to share a lot of characteristics with aforementioned insane bloodthirsty cultists.

 

[The Mad Queen]

"Well I'm still being shot at by some self righteous teenager who thinks I'm racist for some reason and who is seemingly incapable of comprehending that I am not at this moment hostile. Well I am now because you shot me but before that I wasn't. After this firefight ends, and I'm not particularly above killing you if you give me no other choice, I'm just gonna go back and help the others out." Henderson was pissed. There was an interdimensional demon about, though he did seem like a pretty chill guy, and she just wanted to kill him. Could she be a follower of Hastur? The thought struck Henderson like a bullet. She seemed to share a lot of characteristics with aforementioned insane bloodthirsty cultists.

"Help the others out?" D.Va asked "You were going to kill Rick! Our only chance against Bill becuase he killed your parrot!" She snapped, firing another shot "A parrot that was posessed by Bill! Can't you see that hurting Rick over that is doing exactly what that golden, one-eyed dorito-shaped loser wants!?" She ducked behind cover, checking her ammo. She was running out, but she could still slow Henderson down.
"Secondly, you're a racist for saying all of us Asians look alike. She pulled out a communications device and played back a clip of Henderson's voice as he had talked about Vietnam and as D.Va had explained that she was Korean he had said "Tomato, tomato."
"Even if I'm in another universe, I'm still recording things for a stream." D.Va explained.

Henderson would never stop coming for Rick, D.Va had seen the look in his eyes. He wanted to kill their best chance of stopping Bill over a posessed parrot. If Bill destroyed this universe, there was nothing stopping him from paying a visit to others. She had threatened him and now she was blowing holes in one of his minions. The idea of Bill going to her dimension and causing untold damange returned to her mind.

Not even the Omnics, Overwatch and the combined armed forces of her planet could stand up to Bill. Images of seeing her planet burn filled her head but they did not strike fear in her, rather determination. To hold the line as she had against the Omics. She had been a gamer when she stepped behind the seat of that mech and had emerged from it as a soldier ready to give everything to defend her country. The same determination filled her mind now.

"Henderson!" She shouted "Why don't we put down our guns and settle this thing the old fashioned way? I'm sure you can stand up to a Korean girl in a fistfight." She said mockingly "Or am I Vietnamise? You tell me, old man." She said with sarcasm "Or are you too chicken?"

Phantom Thief of Hearts

 

[Lordvader59]

"Help the others out?" D.Va asked "You were going to kill Rick! Our only chance against Bill becuase he killed your parrot!" She snapped, firing another shot "A parrot that was posessed by Bill! Can't you see that hurting Rick over that is doing exactly what that golden, one-eyed dorito-shaped loser wants!?" She ducked behind cover, checking her ammo. She was running out, but she could still slow Henderson down.
"Secondly, you're a racist for saying all of us Asians look alike. She pulled out a communications device and played back a clip of Henderson's voice as he had talked about Vietnam and as D.Va had explained that she was Korean he had said "Tomato, tomato."
"Even if I'm in another universe, I'm still recording things for a stream." D.Va explained.

Henderson would never stop coming for Rick, D.Va had seen the look in his eyes. He wanted to kill their best chance of stopping Bill over a posessed parrot. If Bill destroyed this universe, there was nothing stopping him from paying a visit to others. She had threatened him and now she was blowing holes in one of his minions. The idea of Bill going to her dimension and causing untold damange returned to her mind.

Not even the Omnics, Overwatch and the combined armed forces of her planet could stand up to Bill. Images of seeing her planet burn filled her head but they did not strike fear in her, rather determination. To hold the line as she had against the Omics. She had been a gamer when she stepped behind the seat of that mech and had emerged from it as a soldier ready to give everything to defend her country. The same determination filled her mind now.

"Henderson!" She shouted "Why don't we put down our guns and settle this thing the old fashioned way? I'm sure you can stand up to a Korean girl in a fistfight." She said mockingly "Or am I Vietnamise? You tell me, old man." She said with sarcasm "Or are you too chicken?"

Phantom Thief of Hearts

"Hitting children is beneath me." He replied simply. "I've dealt with the sort of thing before, you know. You are currently denying your allies a valuable asset by keeping me occupied here." This girls bluntness was starting to really annoy Henderson. "Also you spend three months in a jungle on the other side of the planet from your home getting shot at constantly and knowing you could be killed at any moment in a number of horrible ways and then see if you care about what particular race those people were." Henderson sighed. "Also, I didn't even go to Nam so I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even need to tell you though that you are wasting valuable time." Damn she was stubborn. Still might be a cultist to.

 

[The Mad Queen]

"Hitting children is beneath me." He replied simply. "I've dealt with the sort of thing before, you know. You are currently denying your allies a valuable asset by keeping me occupied here." This girls bluntness was starting to really annoy Henderson. "Also you spend three months in a jungle on the other side of the planet from your home getting shot at constantly and knowing you could be killed at any moment in a number of horrible ways and then see if you care about what particular race those people were." Henderson sighed. "Also, I didn't even go to Nam so I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even need to tell you though that you are wasting valuable time." Damn she was stubborn. Still might be a cultist to.

"Unlike you, old man I've actually been in war. You're just a crazy, racist loser who's never seen it." D.Va replied angrily "I fought against giant Omics the size of cities with only a few inches of steel between me and them... That dosen't make me hate or fear Omnics." She fired another shot, just above Henderson's head "You, like the loser you are, you're afraid of a ninteen year old Korean girl! You say hitting children is beneath you, yet you just said you were prepared to kill me if I didn't let you past. You say you want to help but from what I've seen all you want to do is kill our best chance at stopping Bill."

She carried more rounds inside of her mech, but right now Bill had reduced the thing to cardboard. Even if she were to recall it she was afraid it would appear as nothing more than cardboard. She reloaded what remained of her bullets into her Light Gun and took a deep breath.

"Rick!" She shouted down the corridoor "Whatever you're going to do, do it fast!"

She peered out of cover and charged towards Henderson, firing shot after shot at him to distract him before aiming a kick at the old man, knocking his shotgun out of his hands. She pointed her Light Gun at his head and fired, only to hear a click.
"Old school way it is, then." She said with a shrug before taking a defensive stance.

Phantom Thief of Hearts

 

[Lordvader59]

"Unlike you, old man I've actually been in war. You're just a crazy, racist loser who's never seen it." D.Va replied angrily "I fought against giant Omics the size of cities with only a few inches of steel between me and them... That dosen't make me hate or fear Omnics." She fired another shot, just above Henderson's head "You, like the loser you are, you're afraid of a ninteen year old Korean girl! You say hitting children is beneath you, yet you just said you were prepared to kill me if I didn't let you past. You say you want to help but from what I've seen all you want to do is kill our best chance at stopping Bill."

She carried more rounds inside of her mech, but right now Bill had reduced the thing to cardboard. Even if she were to recall it she was afraid it would appear as nothing more than cardboard. She reloaded what remained of her bullets into her Light Gun and took a deep breath.

"Rick!" She shouted down the corridoor "Whatever you're going to do, do it fast!"

She peered out of cover and charged towards Henderson, firing shot after shot at him to distract him before aiming a kick at the old man, knocking his shotgun out of his hands. She pointed her Light Gun at his head and fired, only to hear a click.
"Old school way it is, then." She said with a shrug before taking a defensive stance.

Phantom Thief of Hearts

Henderson laughed. "When did I ever say I haven't been to war?" He doubted that she had been to war when she came out of cover and charged him. That was reckless and he continued to fire, probably hitting her at least once. When she closed to him he spoke "I'm not against defending myself however. Alright you... Probable damned cultist, come get some!" However he did yell over her shoulder to the others "Mind lending a hand, anyone!? I'm only trying to help yet this child seems quite intent on murdering me! Any of you who can spare a hand, thanks." He said. He hoped the rest of the group would catch on the the obvious fact that she was the aggressor here. "Your a damned hypocrite. Even after I clearly said I'd wait for this whole Bill nonsense to end before exacting my revenge on Rick. Either way, the parrots back now so no hard feelings I guess l. Seems like a pretty chill guy too." He raised his shotgun, clubbing it again. "Now, stand down or I will use force to get you out of my way so I can focus on the real threat."

 

[The Mad Queen]

Henderson laughed. "When did I ever say I haven't been to war?" He doubted that she had been to war when she came out of cover and charged him. That was reckless and he continued to fire, probably hitting her at least once. When she closed to him he spoke "I'm not against defending myself however. Alright you... Probable damned cultist, come get some!" However he did yell over her shoulder to the others "Mind lending a hand, anyone!? I'm only trying to help yet this child seems quite intent on murdering me! Any of you who can spare a hand, thanks." He said. He hoped the rest of the group would catch on the the obvious fact that she was the aggressor here. "Your a damned hypocrite. Even after I clearly said I'd wait for this whole Bill nonsense to end before exacting my revenge on Rick. Either way, the parrots back now so no hard feelings I guess l. Seems like a pretty chill guy too." He raised his shotgun, clubbing it again. "Now, stand down or I will use force to get you out of my way so I can focus on the real threat."

D.Va managed to dodge Henderson's shots by mere inches, using her smaller size and greater agility to her advantage. The shots she fired at Henderson to distract him also helped in spoiling his aim.

She knew hand-to-hand combat wasn't her strongest suit, but what other choice did she have? Henderson had threatened to kill Rick over a dead bird and had shown to her that he couldn't be trusted. He talked about 'Nam, yet had claimed to never have been in a war that to her was almost ancient history, he claimed to want to help yet he had stood in Rick's way and wanted to end him. He was either trying to trick the group with riddles or he was simply a crazy old man.

Regardless, she had to hold the line against him. If he got past, if he killed Rick even after the mad scientist had found a way to defeat Bill temporarily then ultimatley Bill would be triumphant. His reign of terror would spread across countless worlds with no one to stop him aside from a six-fingered freak Rick had mentioned.

"Bill can't be killed, Rick said that himself." D.Va explained as she kicked the shotgun from his hands for the second time, knocking it across the room "So, if he comes back and Rick's not around becuase you've murdered him then what?" D.Va asked, delivering a kick to Henderson's chest. "It's game over for all of us!"

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

Rick turned to his really weird and strange group of characters... and Morty to announce his plan, "Okay, I just got confirmation that my plan's going to work!"
"W-w-what's the plan, Rick!" Morty asked.
"I'm not going to tell any of you the exact plan... Except we got to kill Jerry..."
"I see..." Jerry said with his hand on his chin as he contemplated what Rick just said, "Wait... What?!"
"Not you, Jerry... One of your clones... we'll dress one of them like you and then toss him to Bill while I increase the radius of my portal gun and hopefully send that Triangle Bastard to another d*uurp*mension where he'll be off of our collective asses!"
"Oh, that makes sense..." Jerry scratched the back of his head.
"Now M-M-M-Morty, I need you to take Miller Batman ( Barbas ) to beat the crap of the Old guy trying to kill the Korean Girl and find us a Jerry clone to offer to Bill..." Rick said as he tinkered with his Portal Gun.
"Why Do I have to do with Miller Batman!?" Morty said now back in his Robin Costume.
"Because, Miller Batman may be crazy, but he's still a Batman!" Rick explained with a hint of annoyance, "Now go outside and do what I just said!"

 

[The Mad Queen]

"I'm still standing, so I'm good." Ser Dougan said with a shrug. He looked down a street to see that Orange Order forces were approaching. "Give me a feckin' break." He complained, running back towards the bakery to see Sean leading the civilians and wounded into the back of the shop. He followed him in, seeing that among bakery supplies was a large rug. Sean pulled it aside, showing a steel symbol on the floor of a D20 dice.

Ser Dougan knelt down, placing his hand on it and the number on the dice changed into a twenty, opening the floor and revealing a staircase leading down.
"This tunnel's been here for over a century." Dougan explained "Stuart and Sean's bakery just so happens to be built right on top of it."
"We knew there were some ancient tunnels underneath us when we built this place. We used it for delivering goods from our bakery at first." Cooper added with a grin
"Dinky, take as many people to HQ as you can." Ser Dougan ordered "No one gets left behind."
"I know the way." The Dinkster said with a grin
"The Orange Order 'ill be on top of us pretty soon. We need to hold them off. If anyone wants to go with Dinky, I won't blame you."

A few left through the tunnels, following The Dinkster back to Dragonslayers HQ however a small group containing Ser Dougan, Sean, Stuart, Vadcus and a Leprechuan remained behind. It was the same Leprechuan that had taken down one of the fighter planes. 1812 also wanted to remain behind, but Ser Dougan placed a hand on one of her shoulders.

"No. If I fall, someone needs to hold these people together. I've head tales of your actions, and so have some of them." Ser Dougan gestured towards a number of civilians staring at the Panda warrior as they were led into the underground tunnel, whispering to each other about the mechanical panda that stood before them.
"There is not as much honour as you think in a warrior's death." 1812 replied sternly "What is honour compared to a mother's love?" She asked softly
"You knew me mother?"
"Yes, long before you were born the two of us crossed paths. I owe her a debt for helping to save my species, a debt I have yet to repay. If I were to leave you to die against this horde I would be dishonouring your mother."
"She never told me about this." Ser Dougan shook his head
"Then it is a story for another time. One I hope I hope I am able to tell you should we live through this day."

"We can hol' 'em off." Stuart Cooper said with a wink "Don't worry. Bakers are the toughest people in all of Belfast."

The approaching Orange Order hordes from outside sounding like crashing thunder that was drawing closer and closer to the bakery.
"How many people are in the tunnel now?" Ser Dougan asked
"I almost got all of them." Sean answered "I'll just need a wee bit more time!"
"Here they come!" The Leprechuan screamed, opening fire.

Ser Dougan rolled a D20 dice, creating a small energy shield just outside of the bakery. From the other side of it, the horde of Orange-men hammered into the shield with their energy spears and even their own fists. Cracks began to show.
"Get ready." Ser Dougan muttered

1812 prepared her cannons, while the Leprechuan and Stuart reloaded their weapons. Stuart was armed with a heavy machine gun that fired out weaponised items from his bakery such as cakes, pastries and loaves of bread.
"THIS IS FOR MA MATES, MA NEIGBAHOAUD!" He yelled as he opened fire.

Ser Dougan stood next to 1812 and Vadcus, drawing his katana in one hand while holding three D20s in the other. He charged forwards, slicing an Orange-man in half as he lunged for Stuart. A sausage roll flew over Dougan's head, striking an Orange-man and knocking him back.

Despite creating a dent in the horde, it was filled by more and more Orange-men piling in from every single side. They charged into the bakery, tackling Ser Dougan to the ground while another group went for the Leprechuan. He was swarmed, his tiny hands still clutching onto the machine gun and firing wildly into the horde.

Vadcus, despite the power of his lightsaber and with the force of his ally was quickly surrounded. For every enemy he managed to push back with the force or cut down with his lightsaber, another two would take it's place.

1812 barelled through the Orange-men on top of Ser Dougan, blasting them aside with a rainbow beam from her mouth.
"That will only hold them back for so long. Their hatred...Their homophobia...It's overwhembling." She explained, shakenly, helping Ser Dougan to his feet.
"Sean!" Ser Dougan shouted back at the baker
"Almost there! Just a few wee grannies to go!" He called back "Thank Mary they made this thing wheelchair friendly. Your DM buddies really thought of everythin'
"Almost! I don't think they had an invasion of extra-dimensional Orange-men in mind!" Dougan shouted as he sliced through an Orange-man.

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A few left through the tunnels, following The Dinkster back to Dragonslayers HQ however a small group containing Ser Dougan, Sean, Stuart, Vadcus and a Leprechuan remained behind. It was the same Leprechuan that had taken down one of the fighter planes. 1812 also wanted to remain behind, but Ser Dougan placed a hand on one of her shoulders.

"No. If I fall, someone needs to hold these people together. I've head tales of your actions, and so have some of them." Ser Dougan gestured towards a number of civilians staring at the Panda warrior as they were led into the underground tunnel, whispering to each other about the mechanical panda that stood before them.
"There is not as much honour as you think in a warrior's death." 1812 replied sternly "What is honour compared to a mother's love?" She asked softly
"You knew me mother?"
"Yes, long before you were born the two of us crossed paths. I owe her a debt for helping to save my species, a debt I have yet to repay. If I were to leave you to die against this horde I would be dishonouring your mother."
"She never told me about this." Ser Dougan shook his head
"Then it is a story for another time. One I hope I hope I am able to tell you should we live through this day."

"We can hol' 'em off." Stuart Cooper said with a wink "Don't worry. Bakers are the toughest people in all of Belfast."

The approaching Orange Order hordes from outside sounding like crashing thunder that was drawing closer and closer to the bakery.
"How many people are in the tunnel now?" Ser Dougan asked
"I almost got all of them." Sean answered "I'll just need a wee bit more time!"
"Here they come!" The Leprechuan screamed, opening fire.

Ser Dougan rolled a D20 dice, creating a small energy shield just outside of the bakery. From the other side of it, the horde of Orange-men hammered into the shield with their energy spears and even their own fists. Cracks began to show.
"Get ready." Ser Dougan muttered

1812 prepared her cannons, while the Leprechuan and Stuart reloaded their weapons. Stuart was armed with a heavy machine gun that fired out weaponised items from his bakery such as cakes, pastries and loaves of bread.
"THIS IS FOR MA MATES, MA NEIGBAHOAUD!" He yelled as he opened fire.

Ser Dougan stood next to 1812 and Vadcus, drawing his katana in one hand while holding three D20s in the other. He charged forwards, slicing an Orange-man in half as he lunged for Stuart. A sausage roll flew over Dougan's head, striking an Orange-man and knocking him back.

Despite creating a dent in the horde, it was filled by more and more Orange-men piling in from every single side. They charged into the bakery, tackling Ser Dougan to the ground while another group went for the Leprechuan. He was swarmed, his tiny hands still clutching onto the machine gun and firing wildly into the horde.

Vadcus, despite the power of his lightsaber and with the force of his ally was quickly surrounded. For every enemy he managed to push back with the force or cut down with his lightsaber, another two would take it's place.

1812 barelled through the Orange-men on top of Ser Dougan, blasting them aside with a rainbow beam from her mouth.
"That will only hold them back for so long. Their hatred...Their homophobia...It's overwhembling." She explained, shakenly, helping Ser Dougan to his feet.
"Sean!" Ser Dougan shouted back at the baker
"Almost there! Just a few wee grannies to go!" He called back "Thank Mary they made this thing wheelchair friendly. Your DM buddies really thought of everythin'
"Almost! I don't think they had an invasion of extra-dimensional Orange-men in mind!" Dougan shouted as he sliced through an Orange-man.

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Vadcus was at this point swinging almost wildly, launching force pushes and slicing oranges at random. "Any time now!" He called over, starting to realize how hopeless their situation was if they held the line. "Blast, if the CIS had a bunch of these things the war'd be over a long time ago." He parried a laser blast back into a random orange as he slew several more. As quick as his bladework was, the Orangemen continued to push, and in greater numbers than he could control. He turned and watched as the last of the civilians descended into the tunnels. Then he turned to Dougan. "Are you ready?" He began to back towards the tunnel entrance.

 

[The Mad Queen]

Vadcus was at this point swinging almost wildly, launching force pushes and slicing oranges at random. "Any time now!" He called over, starting to realize how hopeless their situation was if they held the line. "Blast, if the CIS had a bunch of these things the war'd be over a long time ago." He parried a laser blast back into a random orange as he slew several more. As quick as his bladework was, the Orangemen continued to push, and in greater numbers than he could control. He turned and watched as the last of the civilians descended into the tunnels. Then he turned to Dougan. "Are you ready?" He began to back towards the tunnel entrance.

Dougan reached into his dice bag and threw three D20 dice at the horde of Orange-men, creating an explosion of silver energy. It made a dent, however it was quickly filled.
"Feck!" Dougan cried "Sean!" He called back
"Almost there! I'm just carrying Mrs Agnes through!"
"Sorry, dearies I've got bad arthritis in me hands and legs. New knee is a pain, too!" The voice of an old lady called back "Give 'em hell boys!" He cheered

Ser Dougan turned to Vadcus and smiled "You heard the old lady." He ran forwards, slicing through Orange-men on his way towards the Leprechaun who was continuing to fire. He pushed the Orange-men on top of him aside, rolling the Leprechaun onto his back.
"Hey, buddy." Dougan said with a reassuring smile, pulling back his coat to check on his wounds. This smile faded as he noticed that the Leprechuan had several belts of grenades attatched to himself with all of their pins pulled out.

"Shite! Everybody down!" Ser Dougan yelled, diving for cover as the grenades went off, creating a large chunk in the horde at the front of the bakery. The ringing in Dougan's half-elf ears was difficult to bear but he was helped to his feet by 1812. Looking around, he saw that Sean had been caught in the blast as he tried to shield Agnes from it, knocking him to the ground.

"Hey!" 1812 shouted "Dougan! Dougan! Look at me!"
"The civilians." He managed to spit out
"Sean got all of them through, we need to go!"

Stuart ran towards Sean, helping him to his feet and allowing his partner to lean on him as he handed him over to 1812.
"Here, take him."
"Stuart!" Sean pleaded weakly
"You gotta get outta 'ere!" Stuart shouted
"I'm alright, Stuart."
"Don't argue with me, Sean."
"I...I am not leaving you behind." Sean protested, his voice still weak

Stuart walked towards his partner "No matter what happens, you mean everything to me, Sean. You always will." He rested a hand on his cheek
"Stuart...I..." He managed to say as his partner turned around, running back towards his machine gun to face the horde.

"Alright you big fruity arseholes!" Stuart yelled "THIS IS FOR MA MATES!" He yelled, opening fire "MA NEIGBAHAUD!"

1812 carried the two men into the escape tunnel, Vadcus at her side and cealed it shut with a powerful blast from her cannons. From in the tunnel they could hear the sounds of gunfire as Stuart launched everything he had into the horde, also hearing his war cries slowly getting weaker and weaker.

As they walked slightly deeper into the tunnel, the gunfire stopped and there was the sound of an explosion coming from the bakery.
"Stuart..." Sean muttered sadly