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8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Mon Oct 29, 2012 9:57 am

Sunday 9/14/10

Three days have passed since the events in Germany. Many have changed, and many have been lost. It had been an unusual series of days since Doctor Weird had acquired the skull. Things were quiet, but not for long.

8 AM Eastern Time
Nationwide


A horrible face appeared across every television. Each channel was taken over by a new feed. There was a moment of snow and fuzz before he appeared. Living rooms, restaurants, and offices all tuned into something they hadn't seen before. President Jackson of the NSS stood in his office, craning his neck toward a large flat-screen. One hand in his pocket, he turned the volume up to hear what the horrible man was going to say. Federal facilities all tuned in, silent, hoping the news they were about to receive would not topple the day.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," The grinning face began, "boys and girls, fools of all ages. Today is a day that will live in infamy."

On the White House lawn stood three figures, a girl and two men. before them hovered a camera that focused on the man in the middle. He was wearing a set of menacing goggles and a lab coat. A crooked smile broke his face like a canyon of jagged metal. "For years," Doctor Weird continued, "Humans have plagued the Earth like a scourge. Even when we, the Endowed, crawled from their corruption, they battered us back with fear. Today, we take a stand and face that fear with dignity."

The camera trucked backward and captured the other two in the shot. Doctor Weird was leaning on a cane. The girl stood there, making fists of her hair. A bored expression kept her composure as she stood contrapposto, next to the doctor. To Doctor Weird's left stood a pale skinned man, wearing an awful smile. In the pale skinned man's hand was a the throat of a man in a suit. The suited man was in shock, and Wigraf's fingers held tightly, with delight.

Doctor Weird presented a remote with a large red button. It was very typical, but still caused a wave of uneasiness in the viewers.

Cheers and hoots could be heard through some buildings. Many of the authorities in these buildings were scared, and hesitated. Human Mutation Research Facilities, as they were called, looked not to Doctor Weird, but lent their attention to the choked man instead. It was the Director of the Research Initiative. Captive Endowed were excited, and terrified. Joy surged in tandem with fear.

"Brothers and sisters, you have lived in captivity for too long!" Doctor Weird shouted. In that moment Wigraf snapped the neck of the director as if it were a pencil. Practically simultaneously, Doctor Weird pressed the button.

He had been working on it since they had returned home. Police and news broadcasts had reported that there was speculation of the NSS attempting to liberate imprisoned Endowed. Doctor Weird knew that he needed to get an edge on it, if he were to make stand. Luckily, Wigraf and Tang Le had been preparing themselves. He managed to grant Tang new armor. she was now fire and stab proof. Wigraf had refused and opted to trust his own body. Either way, they trio was prepared for the repercussions of the red button.

As soon as it was pressed, the button disabled every HMRF building in the country. The Endowed were free. Suddenly, riots broke out. Powers were being exercised as easily as a finger being flexed. There would be death and chaos.

"Remember, my brothers and sisters, the face of the man who set you free." Doctor Weird said coldly as the camera trucked back to display the White House more clearly. "Let's liberate this nation!"

President Jackson also pressed a button, and spoke softly, "Send me the Strike Force." What's this mother fucker thinking?

Over the previous three days, Epoch had struggled with many issues. He was abandoning his name for his new appearance. Guilt had riddled him over the Korulian destruction. Only Teaghan and Quantum had been told what went on. It was shocking and devastating. Aquilo's absence did not help.

Regardless, Quantum had taken an interest in Epoch's evolution. Because of such interest, Epoch had been redesigned. He no longer wore a spandex body suit. Now he wore a red clay colored outfit. It was snug, but felt leather. The outfit was detailed in black, and was stab proof. It gobbled up chronotons as well, to balance his natural input. As a positive side effect, the suit could self heal, given time. Epoch wore it now, entering the meeting room with Jackson.

Nimo and Prosper entered together. The two had been training for most of the downtime. They both wore new stab proofing and were chewing on something that smelled warm. They were there nearly simultaneously as Epoch.

Two girls then arrived. One was Bumelia, the other was a new arrival calling herself Strawberry. Bumelia naturally seemed ready to go and disinterested. She too seemed to be eating, and was looking right at Epoch, waiting for orders, or answers. Strawberry was a witch, and she was from Germany. She seemed to have special interest in this team, especially after meeting a strange man named Skylar. Strawberry held a strap of her rucksack and reached into it.

She took out two pendants and handed them to Nimo and Prosper. They were Vorpal Sword pendants and turn ten attacking weapons or projectiles into flowers. "These will help a bit." The two thanked her.

President Jackson then spoke, "Doctor Weird has lost his shit, more than it already was. He's attacking the national capital as we speak. I'm sending you all in to stop this. Stop the goddamn State of Emergency, and put an end to Doctor Weird. I sincerely hope you can handle it."

Not far from the White House, at the Reflecting Pool, mingled three others. Three young men. They had only recently returned to the states and had been in the New York area. It was a nice sunny morning. The warm breeze was pleasant, and the three had been trying to plan on how they would locate and infiltrate Doctor Weird's lab, which was over a thousand miles away.

Ditto and Replicator had agreed to work with Skylar for free. As mercenaries, they were bound to find the highest paying work, but took this as an honor. They had failed in their primary exam and needed to do something big to make up for it. There still seemed to be peace at the pool, although the world was plunging into chaos.

Skylar breathed the air, it was only slightly humid. He was still very angry and had every intention of setting things right. The new companions he had were certainly odd, but at least they were outgoing and helpful. Perhaps they could pull it off together.

Then, while, he was lost in thought, a siren went off. It was at the White House. Something had gone terribly wrong.
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Tue Oct 30, 2012 8:45 am

White House
Washington, DC
9 AM EST


The world was plunged into a new darkness. Doctor Weird and his crew were flexing new muscles. They walked briskly, but nonchalantly, into the White House. Guards and Secret Service men try desperately to attack. Their efforts are easily thwarted by Tang Le, and Wigraf. Tang seemed to toss her would-be assailants aside with ease, rendering them unconscious. Wigraf, on the other hand, was excited, like an overgrown child. There was blood on his hands as a few were brutally disemboweled.

Doctor Weird stopped abruptly before a man with a red tie, behind a gorgeous desk. He grinned at the man with the tie, an clicked his cane. A vortex opened and three spherical objects rolled out. As they rolled, they unfolded. These were strange new devices. Two legs, two arms, a minimal torso, and barely a head. The shoulders bore a large red sensor.

The man behind the desk kept one hand beneath the desk, and held a gun to one of the metal robots. The robot's clamp-like hands clacked as its sensor glowed. A sharp beam shot forward and burned the man's face, a warm. concussive blast. It killed him, but not before the man with the tie could press a button beneath the desktop.

Outside the White House, five destroyer droids rose from the ground. They stood to defend the building on all sides. Though they stood like a star, they soon turned toward a group of three that were running toward the White House. Skylar, Replicator, and Ditto were quickly on foot. Two of the Destroyer Droids locked onto them, and pursued. The remaining three looked toward thew sky.

Suddenly, a helicopter appeared on the scene. It had a side, door open and Epoch could be seen standing in the doorway. "All right!" He shouted to his four teammates, "They've got droids dispatched. It also looks like they've spotted us."

"Three of them have locked on!" Alerted the pilot.

"That's our first target." Epoch said as one of the Destroyer Droids aimed and armed its missiles, mounted on its forearms. This could end in a mess, Epoch thought. Epoch grasped his left wrist with his right hand and took aim at the machine. "Nimo, get everyone to the ground. I've got this one!"

Meanwhile, Doctor Weird was feeling proud. His new robots did a good job. Their heavy feet clomped the polished floor and their clamps still clacked like crab claws. "What are these strange soldiers?" Inquired Wigraf.

"I call them, Grappler Droids," the doctor said proudly, "They pinch and blast, and move real fast-"

Doctor Weird was soon cut off from his fanciful description as a door melted and lava cooled on the floor. The door led to a downward staircase which a new group of five had ascended. Three men and two women appeared, led by a strong looking man with a black beard. "Doctor Weird, my name is Bruce," stated the bearded man. "We've been captive beneath the building for years, we are in your debt."

From his left, a bullet struck Bruce directly in the head. It simply bounced off. It came from a hallway that lead to a distant room. "Sir, we'll go that way, you head up the stairs. We'll meet up soon." Bruce and his four ran toward the bullet's source as Doctor Weird looked in amazement.

Wigraf motioned after taking the order. Tang and Doctor Weird followed, three-foot tall Grappler Droids in tow. They faced a staircase that led upward. At the top stood two men in suits wielding shock rifles. These guns were potent. One shot would disable, two would cripple, and three could kill. Who would move first?
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Epoch on Tue Oct 30, 2012 11:28 am

Above the White House
Washington, DC
9 AM EST


Epoch steadied his aim. He hadn't made a blast as big as he was attempting now.

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Random number (1,10) : 5

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Tue Oct 30, 2012 11:40 am

White House
Washington, DC
9:01 AM EST


The 20 foot diameter blast erupted from Epoch's hand. It boomed toward the aiming Destroyer Droid. It shone with blue brilliance against the shining steel of the machine's dome-like head. The droid readied it's arm canons, but did not have a chance to fire. The blast blew a massive hole in the top two thirds of the robot. One of the arms blew backward and smashed into the soil. The other went lip as the legs wriggled wildly. It was like a crab without it's eyestalks. Suddenly, the remains of the body toppled over and crashed to the ground.

The two remaining Destroyer Droids that were intent on the helicopter began their lock-on.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Epoch on Tue Oct 30, 2012 11:46 am

Above the White House
Washington, DC
9:02 AM EST


Epoch was stunned with his own display. Not even a week earlier, he had immense issues taking on Destroyer Droids. Now one crumbled like clay in his hand. He didn't have much time to be impressed, though, he needed to get his team to safety.

"Get down there, now. Maybe you can distract them and keep the helicopter from being shot down!" Epoch shouted as he waved to the Strike Force. Nimo could get them down there if he tried.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Meniere on Tue Oct 30, 2012 1:45 pm

Above the White House
Washington, DC
9:03 AM EST

Immediately after epoch shot, prosper moved to the opening of the helicopter. Seeing epoch blow away one of the destroyer droids, prosper couldnt help but wonder what he could do to the droids. Never know till you try.
prosper tries to use cause nausea on the destroyer droids. Multiple hits to increase the effects.

prosper attempts to cause nausea on the 2 destroyer droids targeting his group. 1-5 it fails 6-10 Success
original roll 7

prosper attempts to cause nausea on the 2 destroyer droids targeting his group. 1-5 it fails 6-10 Success
original roll 4

prosper attempts to cause nausea on the 2 destroyer droids targeting his group. 1-5 it fails 6-10 Success
original roll 3

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Tue Oct 30, 2012 4:06 pm

Above the White House
Washington, DC
9:04 AM EST


The two bots would have chucked their lunches, had they had any. The attack seemed to do nothing. The droids even lacked Endowed in their cages, but then again, they probably wouldn't vomit anything.

The lock-on mechanism triggered the doors on their missile hatches to spring open. Soon they would fire.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Strawberry on Tue Oct 30, 2012 6:01 pm

Above the White House
Washington, DC
9:05 AM EST


Alyson was wide eyed through most of the flight. She might be in over her head again. She kept her grasp on her rucksack as tight as possible. Her candles were in there, as well as a few other supplies. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Alyson gained the courage to stand and step toward the open door of the helicopter. Thoughts of her grandmother and her cat swept through her head as she looked onto the chaos below.

Standing between Meniere and Epoch, she saw a set of missiles on the arm of one of the droid jitter. It was about to fire! Alyson was overcome with fear. She slammed her eyes shut and braced for the worst. As if guided by an otherworldly source, her right hand aimed outward. There was warmth. In an instant, Alyson opened her eyes through red, flowing, hair. A fireball shot from her palm and sailed over the Destroyer Droids.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Tue Oct 30, 2012 6:07 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:06 AM EST


The fireball was enough to make another saving grace. It rapidly distracted the cocking droid as three rockets went off. They chased the fireball through the air, trailing smoke. Pointing like a star, they made contact with one another and exploded in a rain of fire.


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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Nimo on Tue Oct 30, 2012 11:19 pm

Above the White House
Washington D.C.
9:07 A.M. EST


Nimo watched with some amazement as his companions used their powers to obliterate some of the most powerful weapons of war the United States had developed. His teammates had been in training, measuring each other's capabilities and testing their limits, but it had never been serious like this - not even in the prison compound, where for all he knew Aquilo still resided in a near-impregnable ice cocoon. When the heat-seeking missiles fired by the military mechs had exploded barely 100 feet from the side of the chopper, Nimo decided it was high time to get his teammates out of the helicopter in a hurry.

The logistics had been worked out beforehand: in the event of landing in a hot zone, Epoch, as the most powerful member of the team, would have to provide covering fire instead of teleporting the strike force down as they might have preferred. Nimo had been working diligently to understand the best way to use the acceleration provided by gravity to fuel his powers. Two days ago, Professor Quantum had given him a device capable of reading the speed of himself (or other objects when pointed) relative to the environment around them at any given moment. The helicopter's turbulent ride was causing mixed readings, but that soon wouldn't be a problem.

There was no way the team could drop right on top of the White House - there was the risk of additional air defenses closer to the ground, not to mention Nimo could not drop straight down when transporting others along with him. His ability to stop his velocity instantly with no repercussions didn't seem to spread to those he touched. The plan was to use his powers to slow the strike force's impending free-fall to land on a huge, flat portion of the White House grounds known as The Ellipse, about 500 meters south of the main building itself. Nimo took a hold on the stunned-looking Alyson with one hand, swung the strap of his backpack around one of Prosper's arms, and also grabbed Bumelia with his remaining free hand. Time to drop. A quarter of a second later, the four of them were sailing out of the right side of the helicopter.


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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Dr. Weird on Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:24 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:06 AM EST

Dr. Weird and company stood facing the two men.

‘Two, really only two men with shock rifles, I was hoping for something more.’

“Stop right there Doctor, you not getting past us.” Said the man on the left.

“Really, you think you can take on the likes of us.” Scoffed Dr. Weird.

“We are not afraid of you freaks, and with these new rifles we’re going to drop you where you stand.” Said the one on the right.

Dr. Weird just shook his head, “I am sorry but I have more pressing business man upstairs, so if you boys would just step aside…”

“I don’t think, your business is with us now and then a containment cell somewhere in a hole in the ground.” The man on the left said after which the both of them began charging the rifles.

“Fine then, have you way. Let’s show these two Men In Black rejects how we do things down town.”

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on his three Grapple Driods.

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on Grapple Droid 1, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Success
Random number (1,10) : 8

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on Grapple Droid 2, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Success
Random number (1,10) : 4

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on Grapple Droid 3, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Success
Random number (1,10) : 8
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Epoch on Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:27 pm

Above the White House
Washington D.C.
9:07 A.M. EST


Epoch watched as Nimo took the other three toward the ground. He watched as the remaining two Destroyer Droids changed their target. The droids were now homing in on the four descending heroes. Epoch jittered and hesitated. They need to grow, he thought, if I get involved, they could be in even worse trouble than they are now. He looked down to the front door of the White House. Here goes nothing.

"Tom, get out of here!" Epoch shouted through his earpiece as he leapt from the helicopter.

"Roger." Said Tom over the receiver.

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Random number (1,10) : 8

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Dr. Weird on Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:35 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:07 AM EST


He took direct control of two of the droids, he decided to try again for the last one to make it a
hat trick.

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on the remaining Grapple Droid.

Dr. Weird uses his Mechanical Control skill on Grapple Droid, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Success
Random number (1,10) : 6
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Epoch on Wed Oct 31, 2012 6:42 pm

White House Door
Washington, DC
9:08 AM EST


Epoch fell, with style. He put his palms downward and closed his eyes. The energy strobed to life beneath him. Oh, thank God, he thought, I hope that wasn't the extent of my luck today.

Epoch landed gracefully and looked back to see four Destroyer Droids practically surrounding The Ellipse. He sighed and headed into the White House. There was carnage everywhere.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Dr. Weird on Wed Oct 31, 2012 7:01 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:07 AM EST


Now with all three under his direct command, he all too eager to try out his new toys.

“Alrighty then,” Dr. Weird takes a stance and points his cane towards the suits. “Sick’em boys.”

Dr. Weird sent the three in having them move with two in front and one in back. Immediately the front two began to open fire. Spraying the room in a hail fire of concussive blasts.

Each droid fires three shots at each of the suits.

Grapple Droid 1 fires three concussive blast at suit #1, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Succed
Random number (1,10) : 5
Random number (1,10) : 10
Random number (1,10) : 3

Grapple Droid 2 fires three concussive blast at suit #2, 1-5 Fail, 6-10 Succed
Random number (1,10) : 2
Random number (1,10) : 1
Random number (1,10) : 8
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Ditto on Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:44 am


White House
Washington, DC
9:06 AM EST


“What’s with the alarms?” shouted Ditto over the annoying but urgent sirens going off around the entire premise.

While Toby was usually content to roll with the punches and deal with situations by the seat of his pants, the past few days had been strangely hectic to the otherwise calm shape-shifter. It wasn’t that fact that he and Keiran had been beaten by Trickster, so much as it was everything that ensued afterwards.

“First the Prez has us fighting off the lucky charms guy, now they’ve got us stationed near the white house under a state of emergency.” Thought Tobias inwardly, in disbelief. “We better not screw this one up.”

The newly formed trio (consisting of Keiran, the new guys Skylar, and himself) raced towards the main building, with Toby falling behind. Laziness was not the factor however, rather he had to slow down a little before he could speed himself up.

Ditto attempts to use Shapeshift to turn into a dog: 1-5 is a failure whilst 6-10 is a success.
Random number (1,10) : 2

If the last roll was a failure, Ditto attempts to use Shapeshift to turn into a dog: 1-5 is a failure whilst 6-10 is a success.
Random number (1,10) : 5

If the last roll was a failure, Ditto attempts to use Shapeshift to turn into a dog: 1-5 is a failure whilst 6-10 is a success.
Random number (1,10) : 10

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Post  Skylar Raige on Fri Nov 02, 2012 11:48 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:06 AM EST


Skylar, following along, watched as the man turned into into a dog. He had many questions, but as of right now, they could wait. The good doctor took something that Skylar needed to retrieve, and these two were going to help him do it, one way or another.
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Post  Replicator on Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:39 pm

White House
Washington, DC
9:07 AM EST


Keiran glanced towards his now canine formed partner, then to the mysterious young man accompanying them. This mission had taken him from one drastic situation and straight into another in a matter of a couple of days. The encounter with the mysterious Irishman had left Keiran slightly distraught in accordance to what the UMC had planned for him and his cohort.

Dammit Andreas, you have a lot of question to answer when I get back.

Keiran’s musings where abruptly cut short as a gang of hulking battle droids rose from the ground. Heavy metal plating shimmered under the sunlight, accentuating their heavy armaments.

“Looks like thing are about to get rough Tobias, follow my lead!”
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Ditto on Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:43 pm


White House
Washington, DC
9:06 AM EST


The shape-shifter fell forward onto his hands, able to keep up with the party’s brisk pace while hair wafted over his entire body. His snout and tailbone extended as the rest of his body shrank down. In an instant, he was on all fours in the form of a border collie.

With new vigor and an extra set of legs, Ditto dashed to the front of the pack. It was at about the same time that two giant droids of doom rose from the grassy lawn of the White House. “Holy poop!” Tobias exclaimed in a bark. Quickly, he fell to the side of his partners, waiting on orders.

“No way this dog is taking on lasers by himself.”
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Strawberry on Sat Nov 03, 2012 10:34 pm

The Ellipse
White House
Washington, DC
9:08 AM EST


Alyson was in disbelief. She never expected to be brought to the ground so gently. Nimo was quite impressive, for a young boy. Upon making descent she witnessed three characters running toward the four approaching Destroyer Droids. Two boys and a dog, were they crazy? Even more interesting, one of them seemed familiar, but she couldn't tell at the current distance.

Landing, she turned toward the droids, as did her three companions, Nimo, Prosper, and Bumelia.

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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Sat Nov 03, 2012 10:50 pm

The Ellipse
White House
Washington, DC
9:08 AM EST


The four Destroyer Droids stood between Skylar and the Mercenaries, the remaining Strike Force and the White house. The two center droids raised one of each of their arms and shot off rockets three aimed at Skylar and the Mercenaries and three at the Strike Force.

Rocket 1 attempts to hone in on Skylar, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 10

Rocket 2 attempts to hit hone in on Ditto, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 1

Rocket 3 attempts to hit hone in on Replicator, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 1

Rocket 4 attempts to hit hone in on Strawberry, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 10

Rocket 5 attempts to hit hone in on Nimo, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 10

Rocket 6 attempts to hit hone in on Meniere, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 head on path
Random number (1,10) : 7

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4/5 Droids
15 Missiles remaining


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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Sat Nov 03, 2012 11:43 pm

White House
Staircase
Washington, DC
9:08 AM EST


Suit 1 and 2 were fired upon and both needed to keep from being hit.

Suit 1 attempts to dodge, 1-5 it fails, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 7

Suit 2 attempts to dodge, 1-5 it fails, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 6
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Sat Nov 03, 2012 11:46 pm

White House
Staircase
Washington, DC
9:09 AM EST


The suits dodged with ease and charged their shock rifles. Electricity zoomed through the barrels and they took aim.

Suit 1 attempts to shoot a Grappler Droid in the lens, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 6

Suit 2 attempts to shoot another Grappler Droid in the lens, 1-5 it misses, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 7
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Nimo on Sun Nov 04, 2012 4:54 pm

TheEllipse - White House grounds
Washington D.C.
9:09 A.M. EST


Okay, missiles coming at the team. Come on, Nimo, they can't be moving much faster than Epoch's blasts did in training you can deflect them ohgodohgod there are HOMING MISSILES-

Nimo's thoughts ran along such lines for about one full second before he instinctively raised his arm and did what he could to prevent himself and the rest of the team from being blown to smithereens by the destroyer droids' missiles. He was oblivious to the fact that the three missiles not heading towards his team were targeting a similar group; his entire attention was focused on the missiles speeding their way towards the NSS's strike force.


Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 4. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 6

Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 4. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 6

Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 5. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 6

Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 5. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 2

Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 6. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 8

Nimo attempts to use Direction Manipulation on Missile 6. 1-5 it fails 6-10 it succeeds.
Random number (1,10) : 1

Any missile: one success, the missile is deflected straight upwards. Two successes, the missile is deflected back in the direction of the droid which fired it.
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Re: 8) Arc 4: Casa Blanca

Post  Noah the Arc Bearer on Sun Nov 04, 2012 8:28 pm

TheEllipse - White House grounds
Washington D.C.
9:10 A.M. EST


The three rockets turned tail and began roaring their way back to the Destroyer Droid that had launched them. These weren't stupid missiles, though, the GPS's that guided them with help of their gyroscopes allowed the missiles to know the error of their new trajectory. The computers inside the rockets were trying desperately to correct themselves.

Missile 1 attempts to turn around, 1-5 it fails, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 6

Missile 2 attempts to turn around, 1-5 it fails, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 1

Missile 3 attempts to turn around, 1-5 it fails, 6-10 success
Random number (1,10) : 10

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15 Missiles remaining
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