Mutant Hunt - RPG (Page 5 of 15)

James had checked and cleared his weapon, it sat on the ground besinde him now. He stretched his wings, almost hitting Arista in the face. She ducked out of the way quickly. "I...er....sorry." James said quickly, he wanst used to being in a room with so many people.

"Dunno.  Go ahead and check in the kitchen.  Been a while since I've restocked it.  There may be some cheese and crackers."

Adrian sat impatiently waiting for the others to get their weapons.

((Yawn.))

Chittering in the darkness of the sewers, the Hive debated with itsself.

"We should make those humies pay for what they did to us!

"They wernt humies stupid, they were muties"

"So what? we should eat them anyways!"

"No, Said another. [/i]we should befreind them! Then went they isint lookin make em' part of the Hive we should!"[/i]

Then the Hive burst out all out at once, chittering and clicking in odd bugy ways. Then part of Sal regained control somewhat over himself. And remembered something during the battle: One of the women looked like his mother. His increasing excitment made the others even more aggitated. Could it be that his mother had escaped his blood thirsty frenzy? Could he even hope for it to be true? It was too much to hope for. But it would be worth it if it was true. Then hive broke out all at once into the city, sticking to the shadows, remaining stealthy. Heading back towards the cafe'.

James  spun, pulling the staf from his back and moving infront of Arista at the same time. Another mutant stood before him, hand on the hilt of his sword. James slowly replaced the staff, watching the newcomer. Everyone else was as jumpy as he was too, most of them had their guns raised, pointing at him. They slowly lowered them as Aegob ran up the stairs. "What just happend?" He asked, slowing as he regarded the newcomer.

"I'm James. I think that the sooner we get out of here the better Der--Blackout. Can I ask where you got your name? Sounds german. " James, said grinning.

(shortness is cause of interweb problems and lack of creativity right now)

"It's just Blackout."

Any further conversation was cut short as a squadron of soldiers burst in through various windows, weapons at the ready.  If that wasn't enough, there was a sound like metal tearing, and running feet.  He thought he heard bug screams.  Lovely.  Humans and bugs.  Just what Derek needed.  He unsheathed his swords, and settled into a defensive crouch.

"You should go. Now. Get out of the helicopter!" Arnold yelled upon identifying the swarm of mutant insectoids flying straight twords them.
The Terminator flipped the power switch to the minigun mounted on the door next to him and opened fire. They didn't stand a chance. He mowed them down like grass, taking out at least 15 before they got to the cockpit and mauled the pilot to death.
Even for a Terminator, there were more coming at him than he could handle. Arnold grabbed 2 huge boxes of .50 BMG ammo and put them in the dufflebag around his shoulder and zipped it up, then the unthinkable happened.
His chopper collided with another and threw the Terminator off onto a freefall, aimed directly at the roof of the appartment building they were circling. He went through the roof and the 3rd story floor and landed in the target's livingroom, and on him, and was indented into the tile floor.

Were the muties surprised.

The Terminator waited for everyone to empty their guns before bothering to stand up. They were only going to remain harmless for a few seconds, not knowing the mutie's capabilities. He did not hesitate, Arnold quickly stood up and targeted the man he landed on, an ex-SEAL, which matched a face he had on file from the United States Military record. This man was the biggest threat in the room...so far. Adrian desperatly grabbed a bent pipe laying on the floor and sluged the blasted machine in the head, hoping to deal some damage. The man hit with intense force, bending the steel pipe even more as it hit the back of the Terminator's head. Arnold turned and picked Adrian up by the neck and between the legs, then proceeded to throw him through the living room wall.

"We need to leave. Before that robot thingy comes back" James said, aiming at some of the advancing soldiers on the street below

(Sorry for the shortness, gota run)

Adrian gasped as he hit the But oddly enough he didn't make as hard an impact as he thought.  He coughed.  Blood spewed from his mouth.

Oh crap.  Adrian had punctured a lung.  He turned his head and looked at the wall.  It was indented.  And sure enough there was a bloody piece of rebar slightly protruding.  He looked to Skyler and she was using her telekinesis to soften his impact while throwing the machine through the wall.  She cam over to him, "Are you okay?"  Adrian saw a grenade fall into the room.

"GRENADE!"  James yelled.  Flip was fast.  He sprung over to the grenade and threw it out the window onto the streets below hitting a dazed bug in the head then promptly exploding.  He smiled at Skyler.  But Adrian needed Skyler's attention now.

"Quick *cough*  Get me onto the street.  *cough*  I need to find a civilian."  He coughed up some more blood and she nodded vigorously.  He gently put him onto the street and before long a man wandered up to Adrian.

"Hey man you okay?"

"I'm sorry to do this but it's me or you."  Adrian reached out his good arm and pressed his fingers to forehead.  He felt the man's life force ebb into his fingers.  Slowly but surely he felt his arm heal.  Once he was done the man had turned into an ashen corpse.  Adrian got up and experimentally flexed.  And took a deep breath.  He was back.  He hauled the corpse and threw it into a dumpster.  He climbed back up the fire escape and into the room.  Everyone was still getting their bearings.  Just then a mechanical voice was heard in the hole in the oher building.

"Power Surge.  System Restart in 60 seconds."

Adrian quickly puzzled it out.  "The machine must have hit a breaker box.  We have 60 seconds before that thing starts up again.  Let's go."

((Okay, here comes someone else for Ph34r and Revan's side.))

Name: TM-714 (although everyone who knows him calls him "Tinman")
Affiliation: Humans
Appearance:
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You know the drill....
Personality: He is matter of fact, but serious, although he attempts to understand this human "humour", often making (mostly lame) jokes to better understand it.

Abilities:  Well, looking at the picture, some are instantly obvious.  As a robot, he contains various weapon systems, such as a shoulder mounted Gatling, hidden flamethrowers (encased in the palms of the hands), long blades that extend from his forearms, as well as various sensory equipment, such as nightvision, infrared, and visual spectrum.  His "eyes" can hold ten minutes of video, and he is equipped with mutant detecting technology.  However, as he is an earlier attempt at a mutant hunter, he cannot blend in with crowds very well, and is only programmed with a single target at a time.  Fortunately for him, though, is the AI that is almost human-like in scope, processing information with the logistics and speed of a computer, and undertanding basic emotions. 

It was time.  The scientist known only as Operator to his co-workers entered the old storage room.  Ever since their success with "Arnold", the older attempts and failures had been locked in here.  However, "Arnold" could not be in two places at once, and there was this one particular mutant that Operator wanted to see in the morgue.  He had wanted him dead as soon as he had found out that the couple that he and his friends had neutralized had had a son.  He wanted the boy dead as soon as he learned that the boy had witnessed their dispensing of justice.  Blackout, the devil-man, was past due for his time six feet under.  And with all of this anti-mutant movement (at long last) Operator could now accomplish his goals without going outside the law.  It was perfect.

He walked past the various other minor successes and complete failures, until he arrived in a corner of the room, where a solitary figure stood.  It was human-ish in appearance, apart from the stability legs, and the flight-pack o its back.  He knew though, that the "human" hands could shift their plates and circuitry around to morph into heavy machineguns, or simply shift the plating and circuitry around in the palms to emit jets of fire.  Yes, this thing was hardly harmless.  He cleared his throat.

"Activate unit TM714.  Activation Code Theta Delta Omega 13."

The unit's head perked up, and its reinforced eyes began to glow a soft yellow.  Its eyes registered the speaker as Operatr, a head of his division.

"Input command, Operator."

"Unit TM714 known as Tinman, your new objectives are to locate, and eliminate mutant threat known as Blackout.  Real name is Derek Sanchez.  You are authorized to use any and every mean necessary."

Tinman nodded, and then looked up at the ceiling.  Operator smiled, and thumbed the control that opened the iris doors in the ceiling, allowing daylight to flood into the gloomy room.

"Go."

Tinman's flight-pack activated with a hum, he flew up through the roof in a trail of fire.  Operator smiled; Blackout was as good as dead.