Avatar RP VIII: Chapter III: Why we don't mess with time.

[Shyria Dracnoir]

"And yet surprisingly, the weight loss industry hasn't latched on to it." Shyria replied sarcastically. "I can see it now: 'New! Expand your horizons! Punish your foes! Make the fundamental forces of the universe your bitch! All from your own home, and all while watching the pounds melt away! Side effects may include insanity, physical mutation, death, and rectal discharge.'"

Smiling at her little joke, Shyria finished her coffee and got up to go pay for her book. She knew the spell was the one she needed, but thanks to the wards on the Codex and the rest of the store, she wouldn't actually gain the ability to use it until she bought the book. Besides, she had a feeling that with all the hungry forumites crowding into the cafe, something was bound to snap soon.

[BardTheFifthLightWarrior]

While everyone else was out doing whatever it is they were doing, Bard was being confirmed a local Magitek chapel. Bard was doing this as he had noticed his recent brush with death had left him uncertain as to his afterlife, and decided that if he was going to die, he would want to know were he was going, and this organization seemed to be a good qualifier, what with the powers and all.

After making Bard take multiple oaths, the Cleric pulled out a tool that looked kind of like a large hole puncher with a square end. "Put out your hand," he told Bard. The summoner complied and stretched his hand outwards and flattened his palm, and flinched in minor pain as it clamped down on his palm, implanting some sort of magitek chip into his hand. This little device was what let him electrocute himself and summon Pluto Armor. It also kept a tab on him in churches computers, but the summoner was unaware that little detail.

"You are now admitted as a member of our organization" he told Bard with no emotions in his voice.

"That was rather fast." Bard said rather surprised at the swiftness of it all.

"We worship machines here sir, we try to as efficient as possible."

"Right," Bard responded, feeling somewhat awkward. "So I simply use this to cast bolt on myself to summon then?"

"That is right, you should be able to cast it like your other spells, the difference being that you will be inflicting pain on yourself.I'll warn you though, electrocution can be quite painful."

"I'll be all right, most of my injuries are self-inflicted anyways. Thank you sir, I'll be sure to attend the next sermon after the alien invasion thing ends."

With that, the summoner exited the door and broke out into a light jog back to the area where the others were, he had a feeling that if he was gone for too long, then he might miss something important.

[Overcast]

Overcast was enjoying the feel of the leather sleeves, they were beginning to grow that connection to him that said the next time he had to grow himself a body they would be there. This made him happy since he wasn't sure how many people wore leather jackets around this area and knew there was not likely anywhere he could find leather sleeves alone. Even after they became a bodily function they would require a period of time to become 'special' but he could wait, after all when you look this cool what can stop you?

He wandered his way into the general group again to see a large curtain and a sign reading, "Caution: Action Science" this intrigued him to about a degree he wanted to look behind it. Though he didn't like ruining surprises so he waited and was able to see the full unveiling. Of just about everything to be honest. For about half a second there the box shifted to a shade of red before he punched himself hard enough for a full cranial rotation and it returned to being yellow as he heard about all the crazy experimental stuff that she had in her arsenal. Not fatal, but interesting to say the least. With the order to appropriate things for moolah in order to fund the R&D division, and as a male member who was lacking in the knowledge of how soon ago she had shot a man in the groin, Overcast shot up a salute,

"Aye aye Commander Ethington!"

Krogo spoke up about a second burger place not infested with mages and Overcast nodded in agreement as he approached him with a strange sort of stare, weighing him up before presenting him as if he was putting him up for sale,

"And I think he is strong enough, I mean look at all these muscles. They have to be here for a good reason."

[PyrosNine]

"Ooh! All my answers given so briskly! You get the moolah device!" Dr. Ethington replied, handing Overcast the warm piece of action science.

She then went up to Mauve. "What, you want some dirty organ that may or may not grant wishes and has already been proven to be twice as a bad omen as a monkey's paw? Here, take something USEFUL. My Sample device. If you knock something out, or steal something from someone, you can use this to make it disappear seemingly forever! Use! Non-vague purpose! And it's such a pleasant color of red! Totally better."

She then ran down Bard (quite literally, as he was moving in her direction at the time.)

"You! I need your measurements! AND YOUR SHIRT!"

[Shyria Dracnoir]

Watching Dr. Ethington bounce back and forth among the NPFers, Shyria was starting to get nostalgic for Kid Pyros. She doubted she could take much more ACTION!scientist.

She sunk back into the thick, soft cushions of the reading couch and picked her way through the newly bought Codex. She'd been able to absorb the knowledge of the Enhance Dragon spell just fine; now she was looking for anything else that might be able to help. Perhaps a divination spell, or another offensive one...She was starting to wish something would happen soon so they'd all be able to get to work.

[BardTheFifthLightWarrior]

"You! I need your measurements! AND YOUR SHIRT!"

Bard was stuck in mild shock for a second before regaining his composure and looking up to answer who he had just run in to.

Bard would normally not comply to this, but that would be rude, and he didn't want to make a bad first impression. "OK then..." he said as he removed his robes to reveal that underneath them he was wearing a white t-shirt and black shorts (what were you expecting?). Bard then removed the shirt and handed it to the scientist. "So why do you need my shirt?" he inquired as he put his robes back on.

[Mac]

Jumping off the building, Mecha fell shortly before kicking in his rocket boots. He landed beside Brawler with a thud. "Hey bro, you look like you've been dragged through hell and back."

"I am never taking kids to a candy store ever again," Brawler grumbled.

"Yeah I heard the commotion from above," Mecha smiled. His good mood was shortened when he heard his other brother screaming obscenities before a large man threw him several feet. The small mage landed with a hard thud.

Summoning a fire ball, the mage was ready to launch it into the store. "Toss me out will you!" He screamed. "I am Mage Mac, I am a fucking HERO!."

That was when Brawler slapped him. "Will you knock it off you idiot. It's just food."

"It's fuel man. I need it."

"I saw you eat. You consumed more then 25 000 calories. You've had enough," said Mecha cooly.

Mage grumbled and leaned against the wall.

[Inbred Chocobo]

"Phoenix? Hmmmm." The droid replied, thinking to itself for a moment. "Ah here we are. Oh, not bad, apparently she was capable of making droids that were almost as strong as our B-class droids. Sorry, but no I'm not of that maker." The droid replied, watching the tentacles slowly slink towards it.

The hilt of the sword kicked on, and the eerie red energy formed the blade of the weapon. This was POS's first sighting of the energy, but the NPFers knew this well. The energy cast its own light in this realm of nothing, piercing the nothing that the God made. The first of the tendrils that went to devour the droid meet the energy. Instead of being reduced to nothing, the tendril burned with a sensation far from fire. It was nigh-impossible to describe, a strange sensation that was for a moment beyond comprehension.

The gun opened fired, tearing into the incoming strands, tearing holes throughout them. Whatever this energy was, his ability to turn matter, energy, light, life, existence, anything at all, this... whatever it was was beyond his reach to touch.

One made it through, making a small tiny prick in the droid, but the thing cut it down before it made damage. At least it wasn't shielded by a similiar energy. However it started walking towards him, cutting a path to the God and aimed to cut him down.

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Somewhere on a ship out in space, deep within a janitor's closet, a gap in time and space opened up, and dropped a traveler out. IC rose from the heap, and looked around. The time jump him and his allies hit had thrown them far across distances. He examined himself, some damage from the outfit exploding, but after the explosion his own came back, so he was alright.

No one else had come with him, so it looked like they had all jumped to different places. IC picked up one of the cleaning objects nearby, and read the label. Maximum Clean, Valker favorite cleaner for over 100 years! IC set it back, a little bit more worried. He suddenly had a very bad feeling on where he ended up at.

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Steel stirred from a strange sleep. His head hurt, but otherwise he was fine. Teal's spell had stopped, but he was unharmed. Apparently he had landed out somewhere in a field outside of NPF, which was off in the distance. It wasn't more than half an hour walk, and he could easily get a ride. As he looked around however, he saw laying near him the body of the pilot, the man long dead.

He leaned down to check him out, and started searching his pockets for anything to help. He found something alright, and pulled out a red pill, containing the strange red energy they have been fighting this whole time. The container it was in red that it would hold 5, and the directions stated that it was to be taken just before battle, and that effects would take about 5 seconds.

Sadly enough however, none of the pilot's equipment was salvageable, as most was either trashed from dimension travel or broke upon landing back in this realm. He looked back towards NPF, and looked on as the Valkers started another attack upon the forum.

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"So that is what we have left?" Admiral Drave Sonnel said, looking over the report. "Yes sir, since the destruction of the home planet, we have been short-handed on equipment and deployable troops." The woman replied, holding attention. The Admiral leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment. "I think its best that we just take out this group, we can find another suitable location, they have proven to be strong enough to possibly be a threat. Deploy the other 4 squadrons and give them each 2 D-class droids. Give them all full charges, that should be enough." The Admiral stated.

The woman looked extremely alarmed. "Sir, that is an incredible amount of firepower to put on one planet, are you sure yo..." The Admiral held up a hand and the woman stopped mid-sentence. "I don't want to take chances against these people. We have gathered reports on them and they are capable of dealing with some incredible enemies. Just send the troops and take them out." The woman thought for a moment. "Okay sir, all that leaves on this ship is one squadron, 10 D-droids, and whatever research has to defend the ship with." The woman replied. The Admiral nodded his head, and the woman turned around and carried out his orders.

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NPFers of everywhere looked up, from their burger shots and their ice-cream at what fell out of the sky next. Four dropships came barreling out of the sky, landing into different sections of the city. One landed up in the General section, where most of NPF gathered. Another landed with the forumers, but just out of sight in the Computer & Technology section. A third went off into the Gaming section, amist the crowds that gathered there from the evacuation of the Discussion. The last went off into the Admin section of the town. It didn't take long, and soon the city was filled with explosions and fights.

Soldiers of the Forum were deployed to all sections of the city to help keep order. The group found though that the soldiers listened to orders given to them, and their basic armaments were just rifle and armor. Just as the forumers got their act together and ready for fighting, the Valkers came out, tearing into the Soldiers like candy.

It was a similiar setup as last time, 3 main soldiers and one pilot giving orders. However two droids were armed backing them up, reminding them of the first enemy that showed up on their doorstep. Each of the droids were armed rifles like the soldiers, but had shoulder mounted missile launchers and were quite heavily armored to boot. One of the droids grabbed a nearby car and threw it into a group of soldier, tearing the group apart. This was not going to be an easy fight.

[PyrosNine]

Dr. Ethington stopped making measurements when the ships came down.

"Oh swell. Looks like it's party time. Alright people, we're splitting up. Bard, I will get back to you. I'm keeping your shirt."

"We need to hit every single drop point simultaneously, if we can keep them from gaining ground we have much more time to know how to deal with them. I think the NPF guard will likely pop out to attack them, but they are barely capable of dealing with someone like Intern Nin. However, if one of you were to damage these droids and soldiers, then even if their cheap PheonixTech rifles are like a rain of sugar coated candy, you'd make the robots more susceptible to diabetes. So find a squad, and back them up! I'm going to deal with this one near Computers and Technology myself, as if this place goes, I won't have a nice safe place to set up R&D."

She pulled out her iPhone and began pressing screen buttons. Then, she gave a scientific punch to a nearby wall, sending debris flying. Just making sure being a scientist didn't just mean all stats went to INT.

"Also, Overcast, Mauve, use those devices. LIKE THE WIND! If they drop their guns like beasts and decide to punch you, gank that gun. They have vehicles and abandon them, go for the steal. If they trip, fall on some pointy rocks and die, consider me as a morgue. If you find some red stuff they aren't using, I can has it. Even if I don't have a lab, I can still look at things."

Dr. Ethington stared at the smoke in the distance.

"I'll stay in contact with you via my Iphone's neato city intercom hacking app, and if you find a cell phone or some other means of conversation you can call me. Good luck. I'm going to beat a robot's head in and then turn his body into something that is environmentally friendly."

With a swoosh of her labcoat, she ran off.

[Overcast]

Overcast caught the gun and stared at it a moment. The man who used monetary units as his main form of malevolent malcontent was given the moolah gun. Madness. He grinned with it in his hand, course he wouldn't start zapping coins, that would be too easy and could cause inflation, nope he would need to concentrate on random items that were around that looked like they could be worth a buck or two.

The rain of enemies came back and Overcast listened to his CO speak of how they should go about this so he figured that he may actually have something to do again as the supermooks met the land. He gave off one more salute before going on his merry way toward the Gaming section, mostly because he was tired of Computer and Technology, didn't want to look at General yet, and had to wonder how much help Admin actually needed. He checked himself on the way, the sleeves had gotten close enough that they were now as armored as the rest of his clothes and would also not slip off mid battle. Useful things since it closed up his last primary weak point and kept him warm on those cold nights. He could only wonder what they would end up doing, but he did hope it would be as cool as they look.