Fandom Transgressions -- A Multifandom RP *roleplay thread*

[Stricken Steel]

Medic

Medic nodded slowly as he understood the hound, He was yet a new stranger to this world. "Oh Ja Ja! I Understand! I will show you myself, Please Examine." The Doctor responded with a large smile. The Doctor pulled up a sleeve and cut into his skin with his bone saw, Not making a noise. "This will do, Now watch closely." The Doctor said as he aimed the MediGun at his new fresh wound that was oozing blood. He pulled back on the trigger and a red beam fired out at the area of the wound. When the beam fired out, A few had jumped back, startled by this. The wound began to seal up as the blood disappeared.
"See? I can even put it in Übercharge mode, Meaning, I can basically turn anyone Invincible for a short time, or raise the dead as If nothing happened!" The Doctor explained as he rolled his sleeve back down. "Oh I am sorry, I am Dr. Ludwig." He extended a gloved hand to the hound.


berrybeans

 

[screaming armadillo]

His eyes opened to all too familiar blue sky and for a moment Jack believed himself to be back on his own world. Yet that glimmer of hope was dashed away by memory first, the sound of unholy hell second. Snapping up from his probably disgraceful position he looked for the cause of his neck pain, or at least he wanted to as his eyes instead were drawn to the literal tidal wave of mud being launched as the angry tree made a grand getaway. Jack would have gloated had he not just had his head torn off.

That reminder set him on edge even more. Spinning around he looked for that damn reptile however it and his missing head seemed to have disappeared. He would have been glad had he not been terrified. Better find the other guy.

“Ah. Hello! You still alive other...guy?"

gwenpool ​

 

[berrybeans]

Her eyes widened as she watched him create a wound on his arm, red flags subtly popping up to her about his demeanor, but those would be dealt with at a later time. Lungwort was also taken back by the beam, her brief fright swiftly being replaced with not only astonishment but even more curiosity for him.

Seeing beings with abilities and powers like that secretly made her regret not learning magic like her siblings. She does have a few good things going for her, but those abilities are more involuntary than they are learned. She felt as if she was an oddball to this new world she was stuck in, lacking any real abilities outside her medical license. It made her feel minute, but at the same time, she came from a normal world with normal people, people who didn't have these talents like seen here.
Lungwort listened to him explain the details of his gear as well as who he was, gaze dropping down to see that he had held out his hand for her to shake. Her hand reached out, grabbing onto his to give a soft handshake before releasing to pull back. "I'm Lungwort, well, Dr. Lungwort- but I'm not big on labels like that" She chuckled "I've been trying to prioritize the most critical of those injured, but pick and choose as you see fit" Her attention turned to a more moderately wounded patient, beckoning them to follow "If you need me, I'll be in my operating room" Lungwort turned to follow the patient who entered the mentioned room "The door will be open, so don't be afraid to come in"

 

[Stricken Steel]

Her eyes widened as she watched him create a wound on his arm, red flags subtly popping up to her about his demeanor, but those would be dealt with at a later time. Lungwort was also taken back by the beam, her brief fright swiftly being replaced with not only astonishment but even more curiosity for him.

Seeing beings with abilities and powers like that secretly made her regret not learning magic like her siblings. She does have a few good things going for her, but those abilities are more involuntary than they are learned. She felt as if she was an oddball to this new world she was stuck in, lacking any real abilities outside her medical license. It made her feel minute, but at the same time, she came from a normal world with normal people, people who didn't have these talents like seen here.
Lungwort listened to him explain the details of his gear as well as who he was, gaze dropping down to see that he had held out his hand for her to shake. Her hand reached out, grabbing onto his to give a soft handshake before releasing to pull back. "I'm Lungwort, well, Dr. Lungwort- but I'm not big on labels like that" She chuckled "I've been trying to prioritize the most critical of those injured, but pick and choose as you see fit" Her attention turned to a more moderately wounded patient, beckoning them to follow "If you need me, I'll be in my operating room" Lungwort turned to follow the patient who entered the mentioned room "The door will be open, so don't be afraid to come in"

Medic

"Alrighty, But I will say this, I have seen much much worse. But Eh, What can I say when I lost meine Medical license? Hahaha...Oh, that's a good one!" The medic jokes as he follows the hound into the Operating Room.
A patient had been chosen by the Doctor and followed him into the Operating room. "Oh, What is wrong here?" The Doctor says as he sits his Bonesaw, and Needle Gun onto a metal tray. He slid out of the Medi-Gun power pack and put it on a shelf under the tray along with the gun. "M-My hand is broke, and there's Shrapnel in my neck..." The patient stutters as the Doctor examines him. "Oh okay then! This should be fairly easy, For me," The Doctor says as he begins to dig the shrapnel out. "Don't worry, You'll be as good as new In a few moments!"
The Doctor pointed the MediGun at the man and turns it on. The beam absorbs the man and quickly and painlessly seal up wounds and heals the man's broken bones. "There you are! All better!" Medic says as he pats the man on the back. "So Dr. Lungwort, how's it going for you so far? Do you require assistance? Or perhaps an Examination yourself?" The Doctor joked again.

 

[Scatterbrain]

Spoiler: Mobile Friendly Version

Activation Wand

Active Sculpt:
None
Archived Sculptfiles:
Aquaman, Batman, Buck Rogers, Captain America, Flash Gordon, The Green Hornet, The Lone Ranger, The Phantom, Sgt. Fury, Spider Man, Steve Canyon, Superman, Tonto

Location: Taskforce Detention Facility
Interactions: Garrus ( gwenpool ), Starflight
Mentions: Gabriel Rorke ( Stricken Steel )​

Cole could tell from Garrus' face that he would longer be a problem. The fight had gone from his eyes and he had finally resigned himself to defeat. Starflight backed off slightly allowing the turian to sit up. Cole relaxed his arms but kept one eye on the alien as he picked up his lightning sword from the ground and placed it back in its sheath.

Cole noticed Starflight's nod and reciprocated but their act of camaraderie was interrupted by a series of profanities from Rorke, as he climbed to his feet and hobbled his way out of the room. Luckily, Cole had managed to come away from the breakout relatively unscathed. He just had a few bruises here and there from grappling their would be escapee. Starflight had come off noticeably worse, Cole could see blood seeping through some of the cracks in his scales. It was evident that the encounter had taken quite the toll on him.

"I can take it from here, Commander." Cole said to Starflight "I don't think Houdini here's going to be causing us anymore trouble and I think you'd be better off getting someone in the infirmary to check you over, just to be safe." Cole waved his gun at Garrus. "On your feet, buddy. I think its about time I show you to your room."

Activation Wand

Active Sculpt:
None
Archived Sculptfiles:
Aquaman, Batman, Buck Rogers, Captain America, Flash Gordon, The Green Hornet, The Lone Ranger, The Phantom, Sgt. Fury, Spider Man, Steve Canyon, Superman, Tonto

Location: Taskforce Detention Facility
Interactions: Garrus ( gwenpool ), Starflight
Mentions: Gabriel Rorke ( Stricken Steel )

Cole could tell from Garrus' face that he would longer be a problem. The fight had gone from his eyes and he had finally resigned himself to defeat.

Starflight backed off slightly allowing the turian to sit up. Cole relaxed his arms but kept one eye on the alien as he picked up his lightning sword from the ground and placed it back in its sheath.

Cole noticed Starflight's nod and reciprocated but their act of camaraderie was interrupted by a series of profanities from Rorke, as he climbed to his feet and hobbled his way out of the room.

Luckily, Cole had managed to come away from the breakout relatively unscathed. He just had a few bruises here and there from grappling their would be escapee.

Starflight had come off noticeably worse, Cole could see blood seeping through some of the cracks in his scales. It was evident that the encounter had taken quite the toll on him.

"I can take it from here, Commander." Cole said to Starflight "I don't think Houdini here's going to be causing us anymore trouble and I think you'd be better off getting someone in the infirmary to check you over, just to be safe."

Cole waved his gun at Garrus. "On your feet, buddy. I think its about time I show you to your room."

 

[Gelatinous]

Lord Nevaelyn Corthis, Prince Sael Emeraldeye, and Orion Anders
Third Person Omniscient
​

The three men stood in a dark room in one of Utopia's hospitals, each attending to the wounded. They had other jobs to do, but those could wait. Those who were wounded and suffering in the hospitals had the top priority. Nevaelyn and Orion had come in to this particular room after Sael had, as they had been attending to other patients. Nevaelyn had done his usual role: the elf had gone straight to the children's section of the hospital, and had done as much as he could. Sael viewed him with a mixture of awe and pity. He wondered if the other man helped children because he simply liked children, or if he was trying to fill the void that had grown inside of him when he realized he may never see his own children again. But the awe was there as well. Nevaelyn was an excellent healer, and he was good with the children. Sael supposed that he had gained all that knowledge from hands-on experience on a battlefield. And there, again, was the pity.
Currently, the three of them stood over a woman's hospital bed, trying to check her burns as gently as possible. Orion had walked in just a few minutes ago, and was helping gently undo the woman's bandages, so that they may see the severity of the wounds underneath. Orion's hands were shaking, and the others could not tell if he was terrified, tired, or angry. Most likely all three.
Orion bit his lip. "We have nothing. We have no idea what those were. Giant robots, obviously, but we don't even know where they came from, or what they want, or who built them, and why. And there was a worm! A giant fucking worm! And our bullets and arrows did nothing to them!" He stopped when he realized that the two elves might not know what a robot was. Well, they did now, anyways. He groaned and continued. "We know that there were at least three of them against us. A worm, a plane, and some sort of beast-like thing. And then there was Liberty Prime. But people are wary of Liberty Prime now, too. We know they had missiles and guns, and that they can shape-shift, in a way. But I'm no closer to discovering any sort of origin or motive." He frowned, then looked up at the other two, who were older and more experienced than him. "Do you two have anything?"
Nevaelyn shook his head. "They disappeared after the attacks stopped. I may be an experienced tracker, but I am used to tracking human criminals and elven Black Claws and cultists and animals. Not those things. For such big creatures, they disappeared very well. All I can do is assist here and track some more. I have my spies, though. They haven't found much, but I need to give them time. The monsters will turn up eventually."
Sael, during this time, had been performing a healing spell on the woman. He watched as the woman's burns slowly healed, leaving massive scars behind. She would need what Orion had called skin grafts, but Sael had no idea how to do that. He healed through magic, not technology. He, too had little information. He had primarily dedicated his time to healing the wounded and moving rubble out of the way. He had a sinking feeling that they were running out of time. He did not know what would happen if that time ran out, but he had this strange dread that would not leave him.
The three advisors moved on to the next patient. Beyond the new one was a mass of others, all wounded and in need of help. Seeing the dying masses was nothing new for any of the men. They were used to death and carnage at this point.
Trying not to cry, and failing, the three moved on, helping as much as they could.

 

[Gelatinous]

Eztli
Third Person Limited
​

Eztli walked back to the safehouse, angry and afraid. They stomped into the main room and called for their superior. The one person who could help them to find Garrus. Widowmaker.
And with that, Eztli could do nothing but wait and scheme.

 

[gwenpool]

Zadruch Vohn and Pepper
Zadruch could hear a faint voice coming from the direction of the fight. He stopped in his tracks, turning his head to face it. At first the voice was unrecognizable, until... there was no way.
"Hello?" called out the awoken, turning in the thick mud and starting back towards the recently-deceased ally. And lo and behold, there was that same exact man, head limbs and all in one piece. He couldn't be a Guardian, no, this was something else -- he had no Ghost, like Zadruch's ally Pepper, after all. Similar powers, though, and it seemed they worked in this world. That gave Zadruch some slight hope that his respawn via Ghost would work in this world then, also. But that didn't mean he would allow himself to fall so easily into death's grasp.
"Well, it seems we have quite the peculiar new friend, sir," Pepper appeared now that any danger was gone, "should I cancel my Amazon delivery of the 14.95 silver-trimmed tombstone? I had it delivered to these coordinates, but I couldn't get it custom carved, so I hope his name is Phil-"
"Pepper, shush," Zadruch disregarded the foreign-bank-account-stealing Ghost, "are you alright, young man?"

Starflight, Garrus Vakarian
Starflight took a few moments, watching the Turian clamber up and bitterly allow himself to be escorted.
"...Yes, I recognize you are right in that assumption," Starflight said with a weary bow, "thank you, Captain, and good work today. After securing the Turian, take the rest of the day off, if you'd like." While Starflight recognized that theoretically, Rorke could still track down the other Resistance member and the krogan, they were not essential to him. The krogan, from their records, had no knowledge of Resistance matters, and they only needed one of the two Resistance. The dragon exited in a slightly weakened stride.

Widowmaker
It was by the clicking of tall, metal heels that Amélie was heard entering. Her rifle in one hand, her other brushing her long ponytail off her shoulder before putting it on her hip. "What is it you want of me?" Widowmaker said in a quick sort of manner that still came off without haste, and with a heavy French accent. If a member of The Resistance called her specifically for a mission, it was because they wanted someone, or many someones, dead. Widowmaker had no other use.

Basilio
Fuck this. Fuck all of this. Basilio couldn't think clearly right now. The pounding anger and anxiety that came with close calls of battle, mixed with confusion and self-doubt. He was a Khan. But that meant nothing here. It seemed everything in this new world wanted to end him and the ones he felt like he needed to protect, and it seemed Basilio was just... too ordinary in this world to do that. He may have been a fearsome Warrior and leader of legend, but here he was just a loud guy with an axe and a bow. He kept his weapons on him, the bow once again secured around him, his axe in one hand, a few inches from dragging on the ground. He was headed away from the lights and heavy chatter, to the quieter outskirts of Utopia. Would he go past even there? He wasn't sure yet. Nothing seemed to be stopping him, so maybe he'd hit Singapore, or finally make up his mind on whether or not to ask Blink to let him leave to another continent for a bit. It was frowned upon for a Utopian to leave, but he had good word with Blink. She'd take him to Mexico or wherever else he'd want to go. Basilio marched along the lightly wooded, dirt path, where the heavy heat of the cloudy midday made him start to sweat when not under any shade. At least for now, he just needed to think, and maybe that'd help him decide what to do next.

Asriel Belacqua and Stelmaria, Hana
Asriel and Stelmaria were on the walk back to their apartment when Asriel heard his dæmon start to growl in a low pitch. He stopped and looked down at the snow leopard, and followed her locked gaze. There was a short, cloaked figure, indistinguishable other than long, brown hair sticking out the front of the hood. While Asriel certainly did not know everyone in Utopia, or cared to know, something about this person gave off the aura that they did not belong.
"You there!" Asriel shouted, Stelmaria padding forward, slightly crouched like she was following prey. The figure looked up, their face still impossible to make out at this distance, and they ran towards an oncoming row of businesses. Stelmaria entered chase, Asriel following at a slower run. But when they got to where they had been originally, it was impossible to tell where they had gone. Even Stelmaria couldn't seem to track them. The two looked at each other for a moment.
"Best move on," Stelmaria urged him, blinking slowly. Asriel couldn't help but agree. Whatever that was, it doubtfully would serve their current goals. The two set on, unknowingly passing an alleyway where the hooded figure hid behind a dumpster, hand clutching the katana hidden under the cloak dutifully. Her other hand whisked the hood up for just a moment, where Hana took a deep breath to relax and repose herself, before putting the hood back up and headed out the other side of the alley.

 

[Scatterbrain]

Spoiler: Mobile Friendly Version

William Birkin
Location:
Hospital, Utopia
Interactions:
(Open)
Mentions:
Liberty Prime ( Stricken Steel )
Blink ( gwenpool )​

Birkin lay sat up in a hospital bed, the right side of his body covered with bandages. He like many of the others had been injured in an unprovoked attack by giant machines. When the attack began, Birkin had rather arrogantly assumed that he was the target of the attack, that, like he had suspected all along, the government was finally making their move to eliminate him but it quickly became apparent to him that it wasn't the case. No, the attack was far too clumsy and disorganised for that. Whoever the invaders were, their aim seemed to be to sow as much terror and destruction as possible. It was only thanks to the intervention of Liberty Prime that Birkin had survived the attack, with the robotic guardian shielding him and a few others from the brunt of the attack before ushering them to safety.

Birkin, however, had not managed to walk away entirely unscathed and, thanks to some pinked skinned girl, he had been transported here. He had received injuries to his right arm and the right side of his face and torso. Birkin knew they were not life threatening but that didn't mean they didn't hurt like hell. He counted himself fortunate that he had been given a room away from the rest of the mewling masses but his life was obviously more important than anybody else's out there so he had a right to better treatment.

The door to his room opened up and his daughter Sherry raced in to the room followed by his wife, Annette. Sherry's face was soaked with tears as she rushed over to give him a hug. "Daddy! I was so worried. I heard the explosions, and then Mom called, and she said you had been hurt, and I got sooo scared. I thought... I thought... that..." Sherry was quickly become overwhelmed by her emotions so William did his best to comfort her.

"Shhh... it's okay, Sherry. Daddy's fine." Birkin said, placing his left arm around her. "I just got a few cuts and scrapes, that's all." He attempted to change the subject in order to cheer her up. "You'll never know who I got to meet today."

"Who?" Sherry replied meekly, as she wiped her nose.

"You know that giant robot you see walking around--"

"Liberty Prime!" Like most 10 years old, Liberty Prime was a source of wonder and amazement for Sherry and her mood instantly changed with its mention.

"Yeah. He helped Daddy when the bad guys showed up. Maybe, if you're a good girl, I'll take you to meet him sometime. Would you like that?" Sherry nodded her head enthusiastically. "Now Sherry, I think I saw a vending machine in the corridor. You've been such a brave girl, why don't you take some change from Daddy's wallet and go and grab yourself something?" William motioned to his belongings on the chair beside him. "I just need to have a quick chat with your Mom." Sherry did as she was told and grabbed some change, before making her way out of the room. Birkin waited for the door to close behind her before speaking.

"What the hell are you doing here, Annette!?!" His comforting tone had completely disappeared with Sherry's absence, replaced instead with seething anger.

"Sherry wanted to see you. She was out of her mind with worry when she heard what happened, we both were. What? Would you of preferred I left her at home, alone and afraid, with no idea whether you were alive or dead!?"

"You're missing the point, Annette! If you're here, that means you're not in the lab, and if you're not in the lab, then everything, all our research, is at risk. I want you to take Sherry home and get back to the lab this instant."

"But, William..."

"Now, Annette!" With Birkin's outburst, Annette stormed out of the room. He began to mash the call button attached to his bed. He needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

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  William Birkin
  Location:
  Hospital, Utopia
  Interactions:
  (Open)
  Mentions:
  Liberty Prime ( Stricken Steel )
  Blink ( gwenpool )
  ​
• Birkin lay sat up in a hospital bed, the right side of his body covered with bandages. He like many of the others had been injured in an unprovoked attack by giant machines.
  
  When the attack began, Birkin had rather arrogantly assumed that he was the target of the attack, that, like he had suspected all along, the government was finally making their move to eliminate him but it quickly became apparent to him that it wasn't the case. No, the attack was far too clumsy and disorganised for that.
  
  Whoever the invaders were, their aim seemed to be to sow as much terror and destruction as possible. It was only thanks to the intervention of Liberty Prime that Birkin had survived the attack, with the robotic guardian shielding him and a few others from the brunt of the attack before ushering them to safety.
  
  Birkin, however, had not managed to walk away entirely unscathed and, thanks to some pinked skinned girl, he had been transported here. He had received injuries to his right arm and the right side of his face and torso. Birkin knew they were not life threatening but that didn't mean they didn't hurt like hell. He counted himself fortunate that he had been given a room away from the rest of the mewling masses but his life was obviously more important than anybody else's out there so he had a right to better treatment.
  
  The door to his room opened up and his daughter Sherry raced in to the room followed by his wife, Annette.
  
  Sherry's face was soaked with tears as she rushed over to give him a hug. "Daddy! I was so worried. I heard the explosions, and then Mom called, and she said you had been hurt, and I got sooo scared. I thought... I thought... that..." Sherry was quickly become overwhelmed by her emotions so William did his best to comfort her.
  
  "Shhh... it's okay, Sherry. Daddy's fine." Birkin said, placing his left arm around her. "I just got a few cuts and scrapes, that's all." He attempted to change the subject in order to cheer her up. "You'll never know who I got to meet today."
  
  "Who?" Sherry replied meekly, as she wiped her nose.
  
  "You know that giant robot you see walking around--"
  
  "Liberty Prime!" Like most 10 years old, Liberty Prime was a source of wonder and amazement for Sherry and her mood instantly changed with its mention.
  
  "Yeah. He helped Daddy when the bad guys showed up. Maybe, if you're a good girl, I'll take you to meet him sometime. Would you like that?" Sherry nodded her head enthusiastically.
  
  "Now Sherry, I think I saw a vending machine in the corridor. You've been such a brave girl, why don't you take some change from Daddy's wallet and go and grab yourself something?" William motioned to his belongings on the chair beside him. "I just need to have a quick chat with your Mom." Sherry did as she was told and grabbed some change, before making her way out of the room. Birkin waited for the door to close behind her before speaking.
  
  "What the hell are you doing here, Annette!?!" His comforting tone had completely disappeared with Sherry's absence, replaced instead with seething anger.
  
  "Sherry wanted to see you. She was out of her mind with worry when she heard what happened, we both were. What? Would you of preferred I left her at home, alone and afraid, with no idea whether you were alive or dead!?"
  
  "You're missing the point, Annette! If you're here, that means you're not in the lab, and if you're not in the lab, then everything, all our research, is at risk. I want you to take Sherry home and get back to the lab this instant."
  
  "But, William..."
  
  "Now, Annette!"
  
  With Birkin's outburst, Annette stormed out of the room. He began to mash the call button attached to his bed. He needed to get out of here as soon as possible.
  
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[Stricken Steel]

Liberty Prime

"...Thrusters Test Three Activation." Fairly sized thrusters on the shoulders and back of Liberty Prime's legs had powered up. Dust began to rise as the thrusters powered up quickly. The Large robot began to 'float' up into the air as the thrusters roared, Just the pushback force could kill a human If near enough. The thrusters stayed on continuously for 5 minutes...Ten minutes...fifteen minutes. There seemed to be no problems so everyone cheered as the robot took off into the air.
"Democracy rules Land, Air, and Sea!" Liberty Prime spoke as he flew high into the sky, Which began to get colder the higher up. The frost began to freeze up Liberty Prime's shell and systems, Although, He was built mainly for the Retaking of Anchorage, Alaska.

Medic

After finishing another patient, Dr. Ludwig had noticed that the call alarm for a 'William Birkins' was going off. "I will go and handle this, Dr. Lungwort." Ludwig says as he leaves the Hound in the Operating room by herself. Medic grabs all of his equipment and puts on his Medi-Gun pack and carries It down the hall. First, He saw a little girl then a good few seconds later he saw a woman storm out the certain room, Which Medic knew William was In.
"Ahh Hello Dr. Birkin! I am Dr. Ludwig, and I'm about to help you." The Doctor smiled as he turned on his Medi-Gun and pointed It at Birkin. "Don't worry! Its quite painless, I've tested on myself, Haha!"
The Doctor pulled a gloved finger back on the trigger, and a red beam shot out at Birkin. Birkin's wounds quickly healed up and disappeared as If they were never there. "There you are! Auf Wiedersehen!" The Doctor waved as he left the room.

Logan Walker

"...Here we are Wrex...*Cough* *Cough*...Till our paths meet again my friend..." Logan spoke after a slight coffin fit. Once the Krogan hopped off and Into the streets of Utopia, He took off to the Resistance base. The bird was low on fuel, But would be able to make it to the Resistance base once close enough. Logan was hoping Hesh was healed up enough to even stand, He missed his brother dearly.
A CV-22 Osprey landed on a makeshift landing pad in the Resistance base and powered the bird down. He got up from his seat weakly and staggered out the bird slowly as he was still losing a bit of blood. Once he was on the ground again, He started his way to the front doors of the base, but collapsed and passed out due to blood loss.

David 'Hesh' Walker

Hesh's hand curled up into a fist after he heard Logan's message on the radio. The Soldier pulled himself to his feet and got his equipment and such on, before starting outside. He leaned up against a brick wall and watched all of the commotion happening, Which reminded him of Fort Santa Monica before It was wrecked by the Federation.
His gaze turned to a CV-22 Osprey as It landed, and out came his brother. He ran towards his brother but before he could hug him, The Ghost collapsed onto the ground and passed out. Hesh picked his brother up and ran inside the base towards the Infirmary, Where he gave the Ghost to a small group of Medical Personnel.

gwenpool Scatterbrain berrybeans Or anyone else!

 

[gwenpool]

Lord Asriel Belacqua and Stelmaria
The duo now went through one of the main roads of Utopia, sort of near the main entrance into the settlement, where the sound of cheering momentarily confused them. All of the gruesome battle that had apparently transpired did not seem to be the sort of thing to bring people into a good mood.
"I'd think the take off and landing would get someone killed, eventually," Stelmaria commented, and Asriel momentarily didn't know what she meant until looking up and seeing Liberty Prime off all things up in the air, in flight. Amazing. In his world they had blimps and war balloons, nothing as heavy or grand as an entire mountainous soldier. Stelmaria was still wary, it seeming for caution-inducing than wondrous.

Starflight
Starflight was back in his office only a few hours later. He still felt numb in some spots, and surely he'd feel sore as hell tomorrow. He'd want nothing more than to spend the rest of the day reading, but free time seemed to elude him for all eternity now. But it was okay. His current idea for a project sort of excited him. The very large sum of money recently granted to this facility gave him all sorts of ideas. They had fine defenses -- ignoring the recent escape -- and all other major necessities covered, so he wanted to do something good for the people in this facility, and revamp the prison. He started combing through documents and plans recently drawn up by his close ally Hana. Though she didn't know it, the two were very similar in age, so he felt like he could level with her better. He hadn't seen her in days, though. Probably out patrolling across the country, knowing her. He didn't want to intrude on who he knew to be the most industrious of the Taskforce members.

 

[Scatterbrain]

Professor W

Location:
Resistance Base, Morocco
Interactions:
Hesh Walker ( Stricken Steel )
Mentions:
Rex Texas ( Gelatinous ), Silque ( gwenpool ), Blink, Corthis, Sael, Orion, Soundwave ( Potatodude_12 ), Shockwave, Logan Walker​

--just in, our exclusive 4-flash. You are looking at amateur video shot early this morning following an unidentified attack on Utopia. Details are sketchy, but you can see what appear to be giant machines participating in the assault. Although officials have no further comment at this time, one can't help-- Wait, we can take you now to our team live in Utopia, where the Utopia leader, Rex Texas, is due to make a statement.

“Citizens of Utopia, today we have witnessed acts that none of us could have imagined. Today, an unknown force committed a terrorist attack on our settlement. We are still in recovery. But we can heal from this, and we will. I promise you, people of Utopia, that we can and will find out who is responsible for this, and we will get justice. And we will rise above this, we will protect ourselves, and we will protect each other.” Rex gestured to the rest of his council. “Silque, our Head Medical Councillor, has already rallied our medical teams to action, and Blink, our Head Transportation Councillor, has already began getting victims to safety and hospitals. Lord Corthis, our Head Security Councillor, has already begun tracking down the terrorist. Prince Sael, our Head Architect and Planning Councillor, has already begun rebuilding efforts. And lastly, our Head Science Councillor, Orion Anders, is working on discovering exactly what just attacked us. Together, we will get justice, and we will overcome this. Thank you, and stay strong. We will now take media and citizen questions."

"So it wasn't just us." Professor W turned his attention away from the news report on the monitor and back towards the holographic projector in the centre of the command room. It displayed a three-dimensional image off the entire planet with all the Resistance bases highlighted by glowing yellow dots, all except one. It glowed red in colour, signifying that contact had been lost with the base. Personnel had reported sightings of a large mechanical animal before the base suddenly went dark. The Professor had initially assumed that the Taskforce had been behind the attack but with a similar attack occurring in Utopia, he began to suspect there was another, more malevolent, force at work here.

"Find out all ya can about our metal friends 'ere. When they come back, I want us to be ready." Professor W said, looking over the dozen or so technicians manning various computers located in the command room. He didn't know where they had disappeared too, but these machines, whoever they were, would be back and they had to be prepared.

Alarms suddenly went off in the room. "Sir, we've just had an unidentified craft land outside the base." said one of the technicians. "The security team is prepped and ready, shall I give them the go ahead?"

"Get 'em in position, but nobody does anythin' til they hear from me." The Professor ordered. The technician nodded before relaying the instructions to the security team.

The Professor lumbered out of the room with a series of mechanical thuds, as his harness compelled his body to move. Arriving at the base exterior, the Professor noticed Hesh leaning on a brick wall nearby as the security team took up their positions. The Professor sniffed the air and, recognising the scent, ordered the security team to stand down as Logan stepped out of the craft. Hesh ran to his brother's side and Logan collapsed into his arms. Hesh picked him up and carried him towards the infirmary where he was meant by medical personnel who took him inside to begin treatment.

The Professor had followed the pair and placed an arm on Hesh's shoulder. "Logan's gonna be fine, Hesh. The kid's a fighter, you'll see."

 

[berrybeans]

A small chuckle came from Lungwort from his remark, shaking her head lightly as she continued to sew up a patient "I don't think I do but thank you for the offer" Finishing the last few bits of her work, her ears perked when he mentioned he would handle a patient whose call light rang, brow rising in wonder before giving a nod.

Lungwort anticipated his return back to the operating room, hopefully, she'd be able to get information on who rung their call light. At this point in the day, all she talked, thought of, or interacted with were patients, so why not ask about it? As she watched the person ease themselves off the table and walk off, she choose to stay back, fidgeting with the locket that hung around her neck. The quietness of the room caused a sort of calm to overcome her, pressure feeling as if it lifted from her shoulders, it was nice to have at least a moment of silence.

 

[Potatodude_12]

Godzilla
Godzilla was swimming in the ocean as multiple cruisers picked up his life signal, Godzilla was done with resting for millions of years he was hungry,quite hungry in matter of fact, roght now he would be searching for flesh or radiation, multilple eletronics picked up godzillas signals as multiple people told utopia,the resistance and the task force godzilla would be swimming underneath the water not coming out of it just yet hte male titan swam and swam searching for food to digest and consume.

 

[Stricken Steel]

Professor W

Location:
Resistance Base, Morocco
Interactions:
Hesh Walker ( Stricken Steel )
Mentions:
Rex Texas ( Gelatinous ), Silque ( gwenpool ), Blink, Corthis, Sael, Orion, Soundwave ( Potatodude_12 ), Shockwave, Logan Walker​

--just in, our exclusive 4-flash. You are looking at amateur video shot early this morning following an unidentified attack on Utopia. Details are sketchy, but you can see what appear to be giant machines participating in the assault. Although officials have no further comment at this time, one can't help-- Wait, we can take you now to our team live in Utopia, where the Utopia leader, Rex Texas, is due to make a statement.

“Citizens of Utopia, today we have witnessed acts that none of us could have imagined. Today, an unknown force committed a terrorist attack on our settlement. We are still in recovery. But we can heal from this, and we will. I promise you, people of Utopia, that we can and will find out who is responsible for this, and we will get justice. And we will rise above this, we will protect ourselves, and we will protect each other.” Rex gestured to the rest of his council. “Silque, our Head Medical Councillor, has already rallied our medical teams to action, and Blink, our Head Transportation Councillor, has already began getting victims to safety and hospitals. Lord Corthis, our Head Security Councillor, has already begun tracking down the terrorist. Prince Sael, our Head Architect and Planning Councillor, has already begun rebuilding efforts. And lastly, our Head Science Councillor, Orion Anders, is working on discovering exactly what just attacked us. Together, we will get justice, and we will overcome this. Thank you, and stay strong. We will now take media and citizen questions."

"So it wasn't just us." Professor W turned his attention away from the news report on the monitor and back towards the holographic projector in the centre of the command room. It displayed a three-dimensional image off the entire planet with all the Resistance bases highlighted by glowing yellow dots, all except one. It glowed red in colour, signifying that contact had been lost with the base. Personnel had reported sightings of a large mechanical animal before the base suddenly went dark. The Professor had initially assumed that the Taskforce had been behind the attack but with a similar attack occurring in Utopia, he began to suspect there was another, more malevolent, force at work here.

"Find out all ya can about our metal friends 'ere. When they come back, I want us to be ready." Professor W said, looking over the dozen or so technicians manning various computers located in the command room. He didn't know where they had disappeared too, but these machines, whoever they were, would be back and they had to be prepared.

Alarms suddenly went off in the room. "Sir, we've just had an unidentified craft land outside the base." said one of the technicians. "The security team is prepped and ready, shall I give them the go ahead?"

"Get 'em in position, but nobody does anythin' til they hear from me." The Professor ordered. The technician nodded before relaying the instructions to the security team.

The Professor lumbered out of the room with a series of mechanical thuds, as his harness compelled his body to move. Arriving at the base exterior, the Professor noticed Hesh leaning on a brick wall nearby as the security team took up their positions. The Professor sniffed the air and, recognising the scent, ordered the security team to stand down as Logan stepped out of the craft. Hesh ran to his brother's side and Logan collapsed into his arms. Hesh picked him up and carried him towards the infirmary where he was meant by medical personnel who took him inside to begin treatment.

The Professor had followed the pair and placed an arm on Hesh's shoulder. "Logan's gonna be fine, Hesh. The kid's a fighter, you'll see."

David 'Hesh' Walker

Hesh felt an arm on his shoulder and quickly turned to see Professor W. "I know he is, He's survived before, he'll do it some more." Hesh said as he sipped from his flask, Supossedly water. "So how's the man with Indestructible bones doing today?" Hesh says as he touches the paint on his face, The paint was supposed to resemble a ghost mask.

A small chuckle came from Lungwort from his remark, shaking her head lightly as she continued to sew up a patient "I don't think I do but thank you for the offer" Finishing the last few bits of her work, her ears perked when he mentioned he would handle a patient whose call light rang, brow rising in wonder before giving a nod.

Lungwort anticipated his return back to the operating room, hopefully, she'd be able to get information on who rung their call light. At this point in the day, all she talked, thought of, or interacted with were patients, so why not ask about it? As she watched the person ease themselves off the table and walk off, she choose to stay back, fidgeting with the locket that hung around her neck. The quietness of the room caused a sort of calm to overcome her, pressure feeling as if it lifted from her shoulders, it was nice to have at least a moment of silence.

Medic

He walked down the hall, and brung a new patient into the Operating room. The doctor watched the man sit onto a chair and the doctor Immediately examined the man. "Hmm...Nothing seems to be wrong with you, Oh...Are you sick?" Ludwig asked as he pulled out a syringe filled with a pinkish liquid. The man nodded slowly and said, "I'm suffering from uhh...something along the lines of Cancer, Early stages. I came here a few weeks ago to get it checked out, My brain did some good, Although I feel like I'm gonna...die...soon." The doctor nods slowly and sticks the needle into the man's arm. "Wait a while and see If symptoms subside, Also, Don't drink alcohol for the next Twenty-four hours or you might suffer from a heart attack since the drug is so strong, Goodbye!" The doctor ushered the Patient out and walked over to Lungwort and her patient.
"I'm pretty sure I can be of help Doctor! I can close those open wounds up for you! You should get some rest too, You seem tired." Dr. Ludwig says as he fixes a cup of black coffee and holds it out to the hound. The smell of the coffee fills the whole room as the Doctor smiles cheerily.

 

[Potatodude_12]

Optimus prime
He would sigh he knew this moment would come the decipticons had no leader he onew what he was trying to do, well they did have starscre bit he was a terrible one. He knew they were trying to ressurect the all mighty lord megatron himself.

 

[berrybeans]

Lungwort looked up to the sight of Ludwig re-entering the operating room, quitting the fidgeting of her locket before turning to him "That's awfully kind of you, are you sure you won't be overwhelmed?" She replied while peaking out towards the waiting room, noticing that it was still quite full. Before she could speak again, her attention was caught by the cup of coffee she was being offered, an appreciative smirk forming on her face "How thoughtful of you!" She chuckled as she took the mug "You've been a great help to me, I do appreciate the work you've done so far-"
"Though..." Lungwort's voice trailed, finding a way to word herself "I hope you don't mind me asking, who rung their call light?" Curiosity did get the better of her at times "I heard some commotion, I couldn't make out what was being said" With a slight tilt of her head she awaited an answer.

 

[Potatodude_12]

Godzilla
As multiple cruisers and ships followed the king of the monsters tracks it would stil be trying to find a foood source and was incredibly hungry for power, mutiple people warned the factions of the current earth, such as the taskforce and utopia, he was extremely hungry,it would finally appear out of the water its back showing he discared his face, its back having multiple spikes on its back. People were worried about godzilla having an appearance out of nowhere soon it would get to the news.

 

[Stricken Steel]

Lungwort looked up to the sight of Ludwig re-entering the operating room, quitting the fidgeting of her locket before turning to him "That's awfully kind of you, are you sure you won't be overwhelmed?" She replied while peaking out towards the waiting room, noticing that it was still quite full. Before she could speak again, her attention was caught by the cup of coffee she was being offered, an appreciative smirk forming on her face "How thoughtful of you!" She chuckled as she took the mug "You've been a great help to me, I do appreciate the work you've done so far-"
"Though..." Lungwort's voice trailed, finding a way to word herself "I hope you don't mind me asking, who rung their call light?" Curiosity did get the better of her at times "I heard some commotion, I couldn't make out what was being said" With a slight tilt of her head she awaited an answer.

Medic

"Oh, Madame! I am sure, I will have most of them done In a few minutes, and we will have fewer later putting less of a strain on your back," The Medic sat his bonesaw and other tools onto the counter and began to clean the saw, He started to respond to the thanks of her. "No problem Doctor!" Ludwig felt a smile grow onto his face as he cleaned his equipment.
"...Oh just another doctor. Had some horrid looking wounds though, I healed him up in no time! Beautiful girl and Wife, he has too. I do think he and the wife were arguing over something...A lab and something about the research of some sort I suppose..." Ludwig answered as he healed up another patient with his Medi-Gun. The Medic sped through the patients as If he had done this almost every day before.

 

[Gelatinous]

Eztli
​

The Aztec warrior stood up from the couch as Widowmaker walked in. Eztli took a deep breath and said, “I need your help, Madam. Please. I need to free Garrus Vakarian. I can do it, but I’m one person, against gods-know-what, and all I have is my war club and my dagger. And my last lead was just arrested. He was powerful, and it looked like it didn’t take long to grab him. That tells me that the Taskforce has powerful people one their side. And I may be proud and stubborn, but I know how to ask for help. I called for Virana, so she’ll be joining us. She’s good, but I need a professional. And you are nothing if not a professional.”

 

[screaming armadillo]

Hearing the other one’s voice brought a smile to Jack’s face, because -as everyone knows- surviving in a jungle is better with friends. Well, there was also the matter that the other person was in all likelihood the reason for Jack’s own survival, or rather not being spawn killed by a big tree and his pet crocodiles. Skirting around a handful of leeches searching for either shelter or blood, Jack neared his new friend who had quite an appropriate question.

“Oh yes, just a crick in the neck really. How did you manage?”

gwenpool​

 

[gwenpool]

Widowmaker
Amélie narrowed her eyes, breathlessly still. "I will kill whoever gets in the way of freeing Monsieur Vakarian," Widowmaker agreed despite her tone and body language coming off as still-threatening. "I would appreciate no delays," she continued sharply, going past them, turning her head so its side still faced them. "How do you plan on getting us there?'

Zadruch Vohn and Pepper
"Yes," Zadruch said, still caught quite off-guard by what he's seen, "yes. Yes, I'm fine. Just bruised. Is... This normal for you, friend?" While death had become commonplace whilst Zadruch was in his prime, it was not something he ever took lightly, and the sensation of disappearing and reappearing sometimes dozens of times in an hour usually required a drink or three to think past. But this cheerful man seemed not at all disturbed. Was this a red flag? He didn't seem dangerous, at least.

Blink
Blink was more than happy to be out of the limelight. Hopefully she would have a few moments of privacy this afternoon, before inevitably being whisked away by droves. She was headed towards the back entrance. As her other fellow Members started to clear out, she caught herself gazing at Prince Sael.
"Did you want to take a portal anywhere, Sael?" Asked Blink casually, wanting to give the older man help if he needed. Blink herself just wanted to walk, but she'd walk back from wherever she took him.

 

[Potatodude_12]

Xenomorph
Interactions: Stricken Steel (medic)
The alien enterd the hospital looking to hatch more eggs and spread their species more it immediately went into the ventilation system crawling in the vents, you can hear it sometimes as it tails hits the metal at random times, it was a fast crawler and it was trying to find people.

 

[Stricken Steel]

Eight

Eight went to the hospital to assist the wounded in any ways possible, Fortunately for everyone, He had the schematics for Stimpaks. Stimpaks were disposable painkillers in a needle that would clot up wounds and heal somebody a bit quicker, Although, The stimpak is inserted into or near the heart in the chest. He looked up as he heard something up in the vents.
"What the...Hey! Dr. Lungwort and Dr. Ludwig! There's something up in the vents!" Eight shouted from a room across the hall.

Liberty Prime

"Democracy Is truth, Communism Is a lie!" The thrusters on the large robot shutoff and Liberty Prime landed on the ground with a ground-shaking thud. He turned his head and surveyed the area for possible hostiles.
He had gotten word that the US Military was wanting to adopt in Liberty prime, Either by Payment or simply given to them. He was made in America , by the way.

Gabriel T. Rorke

Rorke leaned back into his chair and let out a sigh. He picked up his bottle of water and unscrewed the cap and drizzled it into his mouth. "Ahh...Refreshing..." He whispered as he screwed the cap back on and sat it onto his desk. The Medical team had said It would take a few months or so to heal completely, But there would be a high-possibility of nerve damage.
He wasn't wearing a boot on that foot since the wound was covered by a thick layer of bandaging over his ankle.

 

[Mystical Birb]

Rook
At resistance headquarters

As rook rolls out of bed she greets Coldor on the floor next to her. She pets him for a minute and then gets back up from her crouched position.

As she walks across the floor she scratches her head and runs her fingers through her hair. She walks past where Adara was resting and gives the bird a small pat on her stomach, ruffling the birds feathers causing her to open her eyes and stare and the woman. Rook gives Adara a small smile and keeps walking towards the bathroom.

it had been awhile since she had arrived in the new world, but she soon got used to her new way of living. She finally reaches the bathroom and does what she needed to do.

as she exits the bathroom she heads for the closet, getting dressed in her usual but comfortable style.

She calls for Coldor and Adara for them to come to her and hold out her arm for the giant bird to land on. She feels a heavy weight of the bird landing on her arm and feels the giant cat rub against her back to announce his presence.

She exits her room and heads for the “meeting room”. It’s not really a meeting room, but a room that her and her commanders plan in. She enters and lets Adara fly to her normal perch and Coldor stays close behind her and she heads for the giant table in the center of the room. She looks at the plans she has and immediately makes a note to finalize her plan to get one of her second in commands out of prison.

Rook sits down and picks up the dagger lying on the table to her left and twirls it in her fingers. She lets out a sigh and starts to plan her attack to get Garrus out of prison.