The Vents Aren't Friends... {CLOSED. DONE.}

[dib]

Eep!

That's the best I can do to explain his reaction as a gun was pointed at Dib's head.

"OKAYOKAY You aren't an alien! Sorry, you can't be too careful! And hey.. I picked on an alien back in my own dimension with water all the time! Meat too! He sizzled a little more with meat though, heh heh." He backed away slowly, hoping she wouldn't pull the trigger. That'd be just his luck. Finally finding a real alien ship in this dimension only to die before being able to share it! This made him miss the hawk stealing his camera all the time. He sighed with relief as the gun was removed from his head.

"Haha.. Scared me there! I thought you were really going to kill me!" He blinked, silent for a moment.

".... You aren't really going to kill me, are you?" He asked nervously, watching her handle the axe. He swiftly went to pick up the strange little robot she'd pointed out. It looked like something his dad would've come up with. He jumped a little as the door was pried open, smiling a little.

"Impressive! Too bad you couldn't have helped me fight the Irkins. I know it sounds crazy but I helped fight off an entire race of aliens trying to take over the universe!" He grinned, then blinked as she called him familiar.

"Heeeeeeeey. You could very well have been an alien using a hologram watch to manipulate me with your appearance! I had to make sure! You gave me your business card remember?" He fumbled through his pockets before pulling out her business card.

"Here it is! See?" He smiled triumphantly.

((Dear gawd my posts are small x.x' I blame the fact that Dib feels the need to narrate every living thought he seems to have. :'D ))

[Bao Yu Chao]

A normal person would probably think that this guy with lightning bolt shaped hair was batshit crazy and let everything go in one ear and out the other. However, though she was focused more on progressing them forward and appeared to be ignoring him, she was actually listening very intently. Though admittedly, she didn't deal with any aliens who had weaknesses or sensitivity to meat and water...in weird dreams where she went to `SKOOL`, yes but not in the reality she woke up to. Sometimes it made her wonder if dreams were linked up to other universes or realities...but never really let it hinder her present way of life. Keeping her composure on the outside to be a determined bitch with an agenda to keep, the inside wasn't reflected. In fact, beneath it all she couldn't help but feel a bit shocked that this guy was referencing her dreams in reality. Those damn things were always so freaking fuzzy but some key points remained....just like any other dream and those were a couple.

It was starting to seem like maybe, just maybe he would be useful in proving her dream theory correct. Snapping out of her thoughts, she rested the long handle on her shoulder and had a strange little inquiry. All about killing him...geeze...sure she's killed quite a few people and every life taken left its own scar on her...but she didn't kill innocents. Only the guilty or malicious would die at her hand and as long as he kept off of her hit list's qualifications, the rich femme fatal wouldn't waste ammunition or the time it took to take a life. Slightly sharking her head as a no, she didn't intend on murdering him...in fact she was going to protect him as well as any other survivors who chose to keep a safe proximity with her. Plus he was positively complimenting her handy work! It was pretty nice not to be called a raving psycho with her method of choice by someone who just encountered her!

....Wait but something about Irkins? Why did that ring a bell? One of the many alien species out there that didn't pop up in her memory actually rang a bell. Not about to admit it out lout....that was pretty freaky. Maybe it was in her dream...more reason to keep him around, plus he sounded like Paranormal Investigator material which she could really use. Though....the part about defeating their entire race was something she was incredibly skeptical about. All of this stuff he was claiming, Miss Chao wanted some proof soon as possible!

...you know....obviously when they got the hell out of Phins infected ship. "Of course it sounds crazy, you don't provide the proper evidence! If you don't give the right evidence, no one should believe you because that makes them gullible idiots!" Narrowing those sapphire optics as she snapped out those words in a professionally stern tone, she glanced at the card and blinked....when did she give that to him....? "I don't remember giving that to you...maybe I'll remember you later. I'm a rich and busy business woman destined to inherit an empire. Besides I'm focusing on our problem in the here and now. If you're lucky, I'll take a trip down memory lane later to humor you."

Half shrugging saying those words as though talking to an old friend, maybe he was maybe he wasn't. Honestly Bao Yu hadn't a clue about it AT ALL...only a small hunch like dejavu...but she sure as hell wasn't going to tell him about being told she got a horrible concussion and lost chunks of her memory as a result during one of her many missions! That would be profoundly STUPID! Something strange did happen where a voice that sounded a bit on the proper side came from the suggestively dressed robot Dib was carrying, "It appears Miss Phin is taking a forced nap from the previous little quake. A horrible time to take a nap...then again she did have some peculiar timing. Miss Chao, are you and that big headed boy the ones we're counting on here in space to help us all?"

The girl with cotton candy themed hair let out an annoyed little huffy grunt while looking at both the boy and the stupid robot. "Got a problem with that, Sir M?" "I'll be sure to inform Miss Phin we're all doomed to suffer hearing your crack pot theories with a guest speaker when all is said and done. Best she prepare a pair of ear plugs as soon as possible." Gritting her teeth, on the verge of letting out a foul remark sugar coated by the Chinese language....there was something else there. Son of a peasant! Turning her head away and....what in the name of all that's wealthy was THAT thing?!

Was it a metahuman that looked mutated or an alien?! All she knew is that it wasn't one of the things that had been trying to kill her or anyone else for that matter. AND THE WORST PART WAS IT BUMPED INTO HER BEFORE SHE COULD BARK OUT A THREAT! Keeping a strong grip on her axe, she stepped backward and quickly adjusted her stance. Sure she was short as hell in comparison being in the low five foot category like most Chinese females...but height and appearance didn't intimidate her easily. Hell, the girl with messy pink and blue tendrils was ready to swing that axe if there was any suspiciously vicious move made by this female creature. "Hm...these cameras sure have interesting things going on. Why look at this, the freak show is in town. I do believe we are doomed in more ways than one...perhaps I should gather some belongings for an evacuation when one is possible..."

"For the love of my glorious funds, I demand you to shut the hell up and let me deal with this!" Blurting out those words with a strong sense of authority, Sir M's snarkiness really pissed her off sometimes....he and Trisha Waldgrave would probably be best friends or snark buddies. "Temper, temper Miss Chao...it's unbecoming." Looking toward the very strange looking woman while keeping an ear and eye out for anything aside from Sir M's stupid annoying voice...damn android butler always had a way for pissing her off. "I'm inspector Bao Yu Chao, ignore the annoying voice from the machine. It rarely says anything of genuine importance. Anyway, you don't look like the things I've had to face on this damn ship which is why my axe isn't planted in your shoulder...now tell me what caused those injuries and state your name."

As annoyed as she was, she kept professional and stern with an authoritative composure to go with it. Really...she didn't want to just stand around but she wasn't going to carelessly wander around without knowing the basics. It was stupid to stand around and get information but she didn't plan on staying here in the hallway for long. Soon as she got the information she wanted, by all means she was going to rush to their destination but like HELL was she risking getting trapped in a room with a thing that was gonna try to...oh...perhaps KILL some survivors! There was a corpse twitching away at her feet and to that she slammed her foot down on it swiftly causing blood riddled with small chunks of flesh to splash on her leg before returning her focus to the strange woman. "My word...was that even necessary?" STUPID SNARKY ROBOT BUTLERS! That little robot wasn't Sir M himself, in fact he was actually with Phin's unconscious body in the control room...only speaking through it much like his mistress was earlier.

Seriously though...all these corpses with hints of once-upon-a-time being human caused her skin to crawl....Phin wasn't the sort to have humans on her ship. All of her crew were robots...yet there were HUMAN CORPSES all over the place and even some robotic ones. Something VERY strange was going on here and she was going to get to the bottom of it somehow...why were there humans on her ship and what was up with those screeching bastards? ...and if these things infected others then that was yet another thing to be worried about....and reminded her of how much she HATED zombies....stupid infectious freaks....

(NOTE! The NPC account's Necromorphs are not to be autohit and between Allie and I, we'll be controlling Sir M the android butler with her in the control room)

[arachnidsGrip]

This guy REALLY didn't talk much, however he seemed focused on the task at hand from what she could see on the Trollian Viewport. Flipping her jet black locks with a dark blue tinted smirk, she figured that it was `alr8` if he wasn't saying much of anything at all. Besides, this guy was her ace out of her current hand of losers grubs to meddle with. There was also the wild card who was surprisingly not the shark guy getting left behind but the boy with lightning bolt hair. Something strange about him and it annoyed her that she couldn't see too far into his past or future but she could sense strong potential in him. Right now wasn't the time to contact him though....that would be later on...and now she had the robot butler trolling those other `survivors`! It was great, like hitting two birds with one stone and all without her past or future selves participating!

Not like she NEEDED them for this task! Hmmmm well since she had a bit more time to communicate with him, she typed up yet another message for his HUD to display for him!


AG: Hahahaha!!!!!!!! Either those things are afraid of you or my luck is reaching you aaaaaaaallllllllllllllll the way out there in your silly little universe!!!!!!!!
AG: It's pro8a8ly my luck helping all of you for now, 8ecause you know........
AG: I've got ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL of the luck!!!!!!!!
AG: We can talk a8out how cool my luck and I are l8r though! R8 now I have an important message to tell you 8efore I must a8scond!
AG: There's one survivor you won't see face to face r8 away, that weird gru8 is in the Control Room.
AG: Keep 8eing careful, I'm going to get you a few more maps just in case anything happens to that ro8ot.
AG: You're going to 8e that cool kn8 in shining armor 8ecause of our a8solutely AMAAAAAAAAZING team work!!!!!!!!
AG: I guess everyone else too, to a lesser degree of course.
AG: 8ut you and I are the 8est ones in this little game!!!!!!!!
AG: 8ye, talk to you soon!!!!!!!!
AD: Don't die while I'm gone!!!!!!!!
AG: <33333333

arachnidsGrip [AG] ceased trolling soldierGuy [SG]


Snickering a bit at the last part she threw in there, that should throw him off a bit! Back to serious business, Vriska started her little search for the perfect pictures to send this soldier guy's way! THE CHASE WAS ON.....FOR MORE PICTURES!

[adamanta]

Ada blinked at the little pink-haired girl, her big doglike, perhaps cowlike ears flicking in perplexion. She was holding an axe, best as she could see and boy if she wasn't a wiry thing, but the mutant got the distinct impression that the girl was a touch dangerous and commanded some respect... despite more than a spoonful of strange to go around. Ada nodded, her voice coming in a nervous echo, one side of it deep, appropriate to a person her size, the other a lot more like Bao's in terms of age and size.

"Umm! Adamanta, ma'am!" she said, and knuckled her forehead in a sort of official greeting style of thing! She gave Bao Yu a big grin as she lowered a hand that could touch fingers around pinkie's waist and have room left over. She looked down at her injuries as if noticing them for the first time, and even as she looked at them, they were oozing a bit, and slowly closing.

"Oh, you know -"she motioned backward down the hall. "- some claw things, they took offense when I appeared in this freaky place - don't worry about me, Ma'am, it hurts but thats all it's good for - I heal up just fine... err... should I take point?" she offered and beamed cheerily at Bao'Yu, choosing, amid the surge of strange, that letting somebody else call the shots, somebody who knew what was going on, was probably the wisest thing she could do. "I'm a Regenerator, ma'am, and strong as heck!" she chirped, as if adding helpful fact number 3.

[npc]

Troubled Soldier

The cargo bay was quiet…..dead quiet to point even one’s breathing could be heard it they listened long enough. But of course fleshy two legged creatures like themselves didn’t need to breathe, much less move like a normal human being. Because they were anything but human, or at least this lone wolf of a ghastly monster appeared so. Standing at about the same height as the armored covered human, it didn’t look at all like the others most of the survivors met. It’s three hook like talons are long, ending in dangerous tips that lack slashing their prey but if anything they knock them down or by luck impale them. And aside from the normal fleshy look it shared with it’s human counter parts, this particular creature lacked digestive organs since it’s ribcage is spread wide open with practically nothing but raw flesh visible. Yet probably the most distinctive feature this monster carried that no other necromorph had was it’s meaty and almost bare skull that looked to be in the shape of some sort of animal it once was. The boney nose and chin were the most oddest deformed part that stuck out from it’s head. Whatever it was, it was mutated to become the perfect predator.

Having to peak slowly out from one of the large crates that littered the entire cargo bay, this two legged, grisly, deformed creature had been examining it’s prey covered in the in black and looking agile as ever with that gun in hand. Luckily, this creature had a brain not to venture too closely and pounce on the guy when he swept through the outer premises in order to lock the doors. If anything it was a stupid move on it’s part to get out smarted by the prey it was trying to kill. And being the master of stealth, it had made it’s way near the crate the armor man was on undetected. Making a unnatural barking sound, it signaled for the rest of it’s pack to cautiously close in. Though one pack member in particular didn’t realize it made itself visible for the soldier to see in his line of sight. Oh wells…..it helped to give them all an advantage since they were masters of evading their prey’s attacks.

Team of Get the Hell Out of Here!

Hearing a rustling sound from the far distance that Adamanta had come from, a shadowy figure from the corner of corridor moved unnaturally towards the little groups location, which made it all the more obvious that it was another one of those humanoid limb freaks coming back to play and it looked like it brought friends to join the fun. The only sensible thing to do was go in the other direction of the corridor that pimp line indicated to go to which by coincidence was the cargo bay. At the end of the corridor laid a few dead bodies of some humans and others….well…dead necromorphs perhaps?

[nicholas]

As Nicholas remained on top of the large cargo container, his rifle trained on the room's only entrance he couldn't close and another eye on his motion tracker he began to realize he was growing increasingly annoyed with whoever was on the other end of the communications he'd been getting - while they'd been incredibly helpful up to this point, the last few had been edging towards nonsensical babbling that he neither comprehended nor understood. It was a curious feeling, really, to recognize an emotion that had been buried for so long - generally speaking he did not get irritated given the focus of his life. There was wrath, yes, but that was not rage - it was controllable, and not something that he was unaware of. This "arachnidsGrip", whoever they were, was starting to try his patience, though - something that could easily prove dangerous should it start affecting his actions, however, so Nicholas instead ignored the latter half of the text plastered across his HUD, instead focusing on the room beyond it as it disappeared a few moments later. After a few more moments, though, Nicholas began to wonder exactly where the people he was supposed to meet actually were... now that he thought about it, the person who had been giving him information up to that point had failed to mention that, with Nicholas assuming that she was likewise directing that group as well and that they would be there at roughly the same time as he was, but so far he saw no sign of that happening. More or less what he got for trusting an unverified source of information, he guessed, but so far it was all he had to go off of.... he'd keep playing their game for the time being, but there would be questions for the other group when they arrived..... if they arrived.

As he reflected on everything that had happened since climbing out of the cryo tube, actually able to now that he was sitting still for a few moments, Nicholas's train of thought was instantly cut off as he noticed a contact on his motion tracker - it had only been there for a split second, not even that long, but it was definately there. What caught his attention, though, was the proximity of the contact - easily within 12 meters of him, and definitely in the room, something he'd been hoping to prevent by locking the doors and watching the vents, and in his haste he obviously hadn't been thourough enough in clearing the cargo bay. More likely than not whatever it was had been hiding within the small maze of the large cargo containers, one of which he was currently on top of - a blessing at that. He had a commanding view of the room, and whatever was in there with him wasn't getting anywhere near the soldier without him knowing about it - first they would need to get in close, and then after that climb atop the container much as he had, a relatively difficult task even with his height. As soon as that thought had entered his head he spotted additional contacts on his tracker, and while they had disappeared just as quickly as the first, there was no mistaking it - he was not alone, and there were several somethings in the room there with him, and at this point there was little reason to watching the lone vent when the space was already compromised.

Lowering his rifle somwhat but not rising from his crouch atop the massive cargo container, Nicholas's gleaming yellow orange visor dimly reflected his surroundings as he glanced around the room, keeping his gaze constantly moving, never once forsaking the tracker in the bottom left corner of his HUD - he'd clearly made one mistake already through carelessness, and it would not happen again. It was in his second appraisal of the room that he finally saw one of the creatures, instantly taken aback by what little he saw of it peeking around one of the cargo containers in from of him - clearly bigger than an average human, but how much he wasn't sure. All Nicholas knew was that the thing looked like it should already be dead - while much of the blood covering it may not have been its own, the flesh looked mottled and necrotic, and while he wasn't entirely sure Nicholas could swear he saw exposed skull-bone on the thing's head. Nevertheless, despite his mixture of shock and confusion his lifetime of fighting and training instantly kicked in, and without thought his rifle snapped up and fired, the three semi armor piercing rounds leaving the muzzle and travelling across the short distance towards the creature's head in the blink of an eye. It was precisely because he hadn't been thinking that he had aimed there - it was the most readily available target, but as he fired Nicholas recalled what arachnidsGrip had told him earlier, mentally cursing himself and his reflexes. Still, despite the look of the thing's heavily reinforced skull the battle rifle's round would likely penetrate it with ease - the semi armor piercing round was designed to punch through the Covenant's shields and armor with vicious ease, and this creature still appeared to be little more than flesh and bone. It might not kill the creature based on what he'd been told earlier, but at the very least it would do damage, possibly even blinding the creature as the bullet's shockwave reverberated through the skull and damaged the eyes.

[dib]

Dib exhaled as she shook her head at the question of killing him.

"Wow! Thank you I mean really, THANK YOU. So many people back home would've paid so much to kill me. Or at least I think they would've. Never really said so to my face." He blinked, sweatdropping hard as he was asked for evidence.

"Well.. I had evidence at home! But even when it was staring everyone in the face they didn't believe me. SERIOUSLY. I JUST SAVED THEIR ENTIRE PLANET AND I GET NO WORD OF THANKS. Not even from my dad! He just called me insane! AGAIN! But hey I could recreate any of that alien technology now! I had all kinds of things of theirs to learn from, even though no one believed I made them.. Or that they were alien.." He started to look down a little. It didn't hurt much when he was younger but nowadays he began to wonder if anyone would ever believe him that wouldn't get abducted or turn out to be another alien...

"Oh! So this is your business card! Yeah, I think you hit your head or something, so no biggie." He grinned, stuffing it back into his overcoat that seemingly hasn't changed aside from clothing size since his kid days.

Coughing a little, he agreed.

"But you're right, we should focus on survivi- AH! It's talking! ... Reminds me a lot of the stuff my dad makes. He's really into that 'real' " he made sure to mimic Professor Membrane's voice and do the quotation marks in a slightly irritated manner. "...Science. ... But who's Miss Phin?" He paused for a moment as a very VERY familiar insult was thrown at him.

"MYHEADISNOTBIG!" He glared at the little robot angrily, twitching slightly as it continued to talk about crackpot theories.

"I DON'T DO DRUGS, HOW WOULD THEY BE CRACKPOT THEORIES?! ANSWER ME THAT HUH!? HUH!? HUH!?"

Dib was so focused on being angry at the little robot he completely missed the big scary metahuman that Bao Yu just ran into.

"Huhwhat? Freaksh- OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT THING!?" He pointed with a freaked expression, flailing his arms wildly.



((Forgive me, it was too perfect, even if Dib's a lot older now XD))

"It's an alien I know it! It ha- It's not. It's not an alien. Okay. It's only a regenerator!" He smiled, reassured.

"...What's a regenerator?" He scratched his head, confused.

He jumped as he heard a noise.

"What was that? ... Hey.. Maybe we should go somewhere else? Maybe? I don't think whatever's coming down that hallway will be exactly happy to see us."

He smiled nervously as he spoke, ready to dash out the door clinging to that tiny annoying robot as if his life depended on it.

[Captain Mako]

Mako had just stopped beneath the surface of the water watching the newcomer talk to Bao. Only his eyes and nose out of the surface of the water floating unseen amongst the clown dolls and observing, listening... totally not just hiding so he could stare at Bao while she was preoccupied... not whatsoever. Just because the woman looked appealing... more so then unusual when dripping with water... like substances was no reason for any gentleman of class to leer. Granted Mako was not a gentleman so he enjoyed himself a bit indulging himself before he burst free from the water as the scent of more trouble came to his nose. He stood soaking water and smelling of pickle juice before the boy. He looked down with his pitch black eyes and grinned and reached out and patted him on the head.

"Relax kid if I planned to rip out your throat I would have done so so don't piddle yourself. Name's Mako I am a three hundred year old shark man pirate. I'm with Bao."

With that he leaned down and put his mouth near the kid's ear and spoke again his wet hair blocking the view of his mouth from Bao. He spoke low and in a subwhisper.

"Take that as you may...but if you try to take what is mine I will show you how utterly selfish I can be."

He reached up and doffed an imaginary hat to the new woman, this... Regenorator what ever that was. She was... kinda pretty if Mako wasn't taken fully and completely he might consider hitting on her as it was it was a polite nod he gave to her instead.

With that Mako straightened up and looked down the scary ways and then looked at the door opposite them. He frowned as he looked down the corridor to him these... things... these monsters as some would call them were responsible for Bao... the woman he had just professed to love was in danger... had been hurt by these things, knocked out. Lugging her still body was the scariest thing that had ever happened to Mako. If it was just him. If he was the only one there he would go down to them, show them a true monster, show them fury and rage three hundred years in the making. Instead he reached out... and resisting the urge to loudly beep Bao's nose as he passed he went to the door she requested opened and did his job. Eliminating obstacles with great passion. He dug his claws in the crack of the door and pull to seperate, his claws skidded off. Frowning still he bent down and turning his head sideways sank his teeth deep into the center of the door, he bit out a chunk of the door and spat it to the side and then wedged his fingers into the hole. Pulling again the motors that usually opened the door screeched as they were pushed against, as gears broke and snapped as his muscles pulsed and the door slowly opened till finally the other side was revealed. Mako looked around and smiled again.

"Okay ladies first, Dim no... wait... Dib... or was it Dim... anyways grab a weapon if you can. Oh... and milady...."

He winked slowly.
"I wasn't joking about my feelings."

[Bao Yu Chao]

Huh...he was actually expressing his happiness toward her not killing him...that...was....odd. Kinda nice but still odd all the same. Though...she was a little surprised about how he thought people would be happy with him being slashed off a hit list. Something about that deep down in the dark corners of her mind were upset by that little mention. In fact, her eyebrow twitched into an arch and her eyes slightly narrowed. Maybe...maybe she knew him at some point...oh well she couldn't dwell on those things right now and her headache was pissing her off. Sympathizing with being called variants of crazy and on top of that not being thanked for help...it was annoying as all hell when people didn't offer gratitude for saving their lives. Stupid assholes....sometimes she wondered why she bothered caring about their lives.

Even her own father viewed her as insane at first....hell maybe he still did but her brand of crazy racked in some serious cash so he really didn't have room to complain as an investor in her organization. This guy had evidence though and she'd look into his case later on...she was going to make sure of it. Alien technology would be more than useful...life was all about business and making connection! Buuuut when he mentioned how she must have hit her head or something, she let out a slightly annoyed huff and grit her teeth....how well did this fellow know her?! Waaaaaiiiiiiit a second....as he continued, she just frowned a bit in sheer aggravation since the pain in her skull was INCREDIBLY annoying and trying her patience, she blinked at the honorable mention of his father pretty much being a scientist. Then inquiring about Phin...before she could answer him he was having a freaking spazz attack. All while Sir M was laughing bemused on the intercom...hey for an android he had a pretty damn impressive A.I!

THEY WERE SO ENTERTAINING! Though on his end, he slowly stopped laughing and noticed that there was a soldier on one of the screens in the Cargo Bay where he had a duty to lead them to...oh drat obligations...MISS PHIN WOULDN'T BE HAPPY IF HE DIDN'T HOP TO IT! Glaring at the trench coat wearing boy who appeared closer to her age for having YET ANOTHER spazz attack....they had to get the hell out of here, especially since this self proclaimed regenerator wasn't against them. For now anyway...if that changed this girl was getting decapitated. ....and....when'd Mako decide to show back up? TOOK HIM FREAKING LONG ENOUGH TO REJOIN THEM! Bringing her free hand right on up to her forehead for a facepalm, she glared up at him whispering at someone who could very well be a forgotten friend and bitterly spoke up, "Captain Mako....if you're threatening people AGAIN I will not take it lightly...do you understand?!"

Such a statement was venomous as could be and seeing his polite display and the look in his eye from gazing at the one who called herself Adamanta, she figured it would be best to team those two up and protect the black haired boy herself. Lowering her hand, she turned her attention back to the mutant girl and tried to sound a little more polite...but just turned out sounding like some sort of mob boss in charge of the mafia or something with SERIOUS BUSINESS at hand. "As long as you're not trying to kill any of us, stay close and stick with Captain Mako. I'm safely assuming the both of your skills will work and compliment each other. Prove me right." "Miss Chao, you are to follow the nice blue light before you and your freak show become a buffet. There's a soldier securing the area and I do believe sitting around and having a chat is NOT on your schedule for a long time from now. Do try looking over your shoulder, hm? You're all out numbered and don't stand a chance at all...so go on, I'll find some chase music while you all merrily meet up with another survivor..."

Interrupting her in a smooth yet somewhat sarcastic tone...she looked over her shoulder and turned to mister flirty flirt shark and just shook her head for a moment "I have more important things to worry about like having all of us survive. Tch...I swear I'm too rich for this crap...let's go, NOW!" Snapping out those words with a sense of authority, she swiftly grabbed the fellow teen's shirt collar and ran like hell dragging him along in case he wanted to go BLAH BLAH BLAH and zone out again. If anything tried to say `HURR HURR HURROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO` on her rushed war path....the hand holding onto an axe wouldn't so much as hesitate at the chance to react and get some hardcore revenge served with a cold blade. The pride of the Chao family hated running...but for now to avoid getting them all killed this was just a key part of the strategy to win because she sure as hell wasn't a loser. Mutated human alien things were at the top of her hit list at this time...she wasn't going to take shit from those bastards again.

More so because she had something SO MUCH BETTER than a stupid toilet seat cover. Though while leading them on over to the Cargo Bay....there was a groan...it sounded much like a feminine man and whoever it was mentioned something about `N....No....not my precious...shoes...`faintly. "My word...as if dealing with a group of spaztic survivors isn't enough the drag queen is awakening from his beauty nap. How wonderful....ugh..." SNARKINESS WAS EVERYWHERE IN SIR M'S VOICE! ....oh good investors no....not him.....even Bao Yu knew what was coming up and it wasn't good....the one waking up was such an IDIOT. If she was a quitter, now would be the time she threw in her piggy handkerchief and called it quits seeing nothing short of DOOM on the horizon. ....and yes...there were different melodies starting to come out of the robot....what song to play for them as they ran for their lives...?

{HOPEFULLY this is alright X___X BLAAARRRRG!!!!}

[dib]

Dib blinked.

"Wait. Who are you? Why would I worry about you killing me if I didn't see you?" He smiled, chuckling a little at Mako before he introduced himself.

"Cool. Call me Dib." He replied, as he was threatened in his ear. His face was blank as the words went through his head.

"... Take what that's yours?" He asked out loud. If it were something that important he figured his good friend Bao Yu would already know about it!

"I mean, I only steal from hostile aliens and other paranormal things that are bad. If you're a friend of Bao Yu's I don't think you're hostile! ... Is he?" He looked to Bao Yu blinking, realizing that lots of paranormal investigators will keep one of the paranormal around to get a better sense of what's happening.

"Eep!" He yelped as Mako randomly went rage face on what remained of the door. He stared at the door, completely blanking out anything said in the next 30 seconds. Was there something shark pirates didn't like fused into the door? OH. Right. She told him to open it several minutes ago. As Dib returned to the world of the living, metaphorically speaking this time, he came back in about when Bao Yu started giving orders. She definitely knew what she was doing so he listened to every word. That and she just seemed nice to listen to. Astounding really, that he met another paranormal investigator that everyone called crazy. Maybe this time he wouldn't lose her to

Dib almost dropped the freaking thing as the robot in his hands started talking again.

"... Chase music? Really? We're being chased by obviously very hungry, very dangerous aliens and you're trying to find CHASE MUSIC?!" He shook the little robot. He continued to do so as he was grabbed by his collar, bumping his head against walls and things but he didn't seem to really notice.

"Who are you anyway?! And why do you know so much?! I mean, really, thanks for the heads up but was that really your intent? How do I know you aren't leading us to somewhere that there's more of them that can kill us easier for your ALIEN meals?! HUH!? HUH!? HUH?! AND HOW DID YOU KNOW TO CALL MY HEAD BIG EVEN THOUGH IT ISN'T LIKE EVERYONE BACK HOME!?" This rant would probably continue until being interrupted or threatened by something.

[npc]

Troubled Soldier

That was an exceptionally good shot from such an angle. In 5 seconds flat the straying creature was down to the ground completely lifeless. It was a surprise it didn’t make a groan like noise when it got hit. But nonetheless his gun had served its purpose of taking down the enemy, but did it really? Because in less than a minute, it got back up again, looking directly at the man before scuttling away with a speed that matched a certain prehistoric reptilian by the name of a velociraptor. This time it made a noise but it sounded like a howlish command which than initiated the next motion of events. From behind the Spartan where the leader of the group had been hidden a few feet away, suddenly the leader and three others creatures just like it came running towards the towering crate the Spartan was on from all directions yet way too fast and practically rammed their hard skulls right into that back side making the soldier’s platform shake unstably to the point any person would likely fall off and possibly hurt themselves. And if the fall didn’t danger him then maybe his knew friends will as they scuttle again away from crate to keep a safe distances if he managed to ‘stay on’ like it was some sort of loopy mechanical bull. What probably made this situation even worse was the sudden flicker of the lights which finally shut completely off after the fifth flicker. Now how did this happen?

[nicholas]

As the three rounds from his rifle pierced the skull and passed through most of the head before being trapped against the inside of the back of the creature's head, shredding brain tissue as the rounds fragmented, Nicholas lowered his rifle by a centimeter or two, still keeping it trained on the body of the creature as he lifted his head from his rifle sights to inspect his work. It was an ugly little bastard - stretched out on the deck plating and unmoving, Nicholas knew it couldn't have been naturally ocurring from what he could see. As it was the thing's rib cage and the internal organs it was supposed to be holding were all gone. Had Nicholas not shot for the head by instinct he honestly wouldn't have known how to kill the thing, given that by all rights it should have been dead already - as it was the soldier couldn't understand how it'd been alive in the first place. He knew enough biology to know that much at least. As the soldier continued to make certain pointed observations about the anatomy of his last kill he noticed movement on his motion tracker - despite all that had happened within the last few seconds Nicholas still had not taken his eyes off of the blessed little display, and he was glad he hadn't. As he watched both the display and the corpse on the ground the soldier counted no fewer than four contacts behind him, most likely hiding behind the crates closest to him over there much as the one now laying on the ground in front of him had been.

Great. Grip wasn't only wrong about the usual tactics being ineffective, the guy led me right into an ambush too. Nicholas thought, turning his head incrementially so as to keep an eye on his kill out of instinct since he hadn't actually confirmed it was dead yet but still just enough to look over behind himself out of the corner of his helmet's yellow-gold visor. He'd just need to be careful was all - he'd deal with the other ones just as he had this one, all he needed to do was make sure to aim for th -

Nicholas never got time to finish the thought - as he was still thinking it the creature he had been fairly certain he just shot in the head suddenly got up as though it had been playing possum and began to make a run for it, and Nicholas, acting again out of instinct and training, reacted instantly, his rifle snapping back up and looking down the rifle sight and scope again as he flicked the fire select over to full auto and pumped off two six round bursts, both aimed at the creature's legs in an attempt to take the limbs out and stop it from moving in the process, but in the confusion he wasn't sure if the shots had hit his target before it had managed to retreat behind one of the containers - a rare first for him under most circumstances, but understandable in this case given that what the super soldier was seeing on his motion tracker had his upmost attention. As the creature he had been shooting at earlier was fleeing it had let out a sound, and the other creatures were now acting in unison, charging his container from behind in an organized fashion.

Nicholas wasn't about to have that. He wasn't sure why the other creature he'd shot wasn't dead, but Grip had been wrong in a sense - while the bullet hadn't killed the target outright it had at least stunned the thing, or something to that effect - at the very least it would buy him time until he could figure out how to kill the things for good, and failing that he'd just try it the old fashioned way. It might not have done much but it did something, and as the age old adage went, if it hurt, it worked...... and in this case he would just keep hurting until it stopped working. Pivoting around in his crouch, Nicholas didn't waste time on subtleties - only one of those three rounds had been necessary earlier to pierce the skull, and he didn't have time to aim carefully. In the split second the creatures had to close in, Nicholas opened up from his position atop the crate, spraying hellfire in a carefully controlled manner as he sweeped the rifle across the four charging bodies - at the very least if he didn't hit the heads he figured he'd at least manage to cripple a limb or two if the ocassional round fragmented inside of an arm or leg, assuming it didn't tear the limb off outright. Still, it wasn't fast enough - whatever damage he'd done hadn't detracted from their momentum, and they managed to headbutt the cargo container that Nicholas was atop of, nearly throwing him off of it and to the ground in the process - thinking quickly, Nicholas had activated the magnets in his armor's soles, normally used for null-G operations but still quite handy here, lowering himself to the container in the process to avoid tipping it over with his high center of mass. As the crate stabalized Nicholas rose back up into his crouch, rifle ready and prepared to either deal a counter attack should they retreat like the last one had or attempt to climb atop the box to reach him, something that he instinctively knew would be a bad thing should they get in close to him. That last attack alone was much stronger than it should have been for four creatures that size - it wasn't as strong as a blow from a similar sized Spartan or Elite would have been and not even comparable to a Hunter or a Brute, but it was still something he knew he didn't want hitting him, armored or not.

[adamanta]

Adamanta nodded to Bao Yu shyly, and stepped aside to let the girl through, falling back with a thoughtful look on her face to stand near Captain Mako. She fidgeted, trying not to stare at him - lord knew she didnt have any right to stare at much of anyone, after all! She was by nature a stareworthy personage herself! She did, however, pick up on something... shambling down the hall from the direction she'd come from. Moving a bit closer to Bao Yu, she stared at the darkness as if accusing it to bristle with scything limbs. Her wounds closed away to nothing quite quickly, leaving bare blue bellyflesh visible in the tears between her clothings.

"There's something coming..." she muttered almost under her breath to Bao, ears flickign as she picked up on the sounds of movement deep within the darkness. " ... something is out there, I swear there is..."

And with that, she planted her foot onto one of the corpses that had had the misfortune of littering the hallway when Bao Yu and co. wandered into the area. She heard the squish of bone and flesh tearing, and suddenly her foot was all cold and clammy and... well, not to put too fine a point on it, wet. She took another step before it totally registered what she'd stepped in, then looked down.

She didn't say anything for a good long moment, just stared wide-eyed at the thing... then squeaked, flailing her foot! "Ew ew ew ew eweeeeeeew! Get off, you!"

[npc]

Troubled Soldier

Seeing as the group of stalkers effort went to waste in letting the futuristic soldier fall to his doom, they decided to retreat once more but this time not because of the fail attempt but more for the fact something bigger and worst was on it's way in roughing up the soldier. On the east side of the large room, the door in that particular direction flew open with the added of debris from some of that side of the wall and inside came the brute. Only taking one glance at the sitting duck on the crate, it charged at the soldier like a bull seeing red. One minute it was at the destroyed entrance the next it was ramming right into the crates making them fly across the room as it went towards it's target. Seeing as the stalkers didn't want to loose this chance in getting him. They too attacked but unpredictably as they jumped up two or three at a time from the opposite side of the brute to make it more difficult while the others stealthy kept close for Nicholas to drop down. And if matters couldn't get any worse, something from the ceiling vents decided to join in on the fun in name of two lurkers as they separated on the ceiling and shot sharp flesh projectiles in his direction.


Team of Get the Hell Out of Here!

The number of necromorphs seemed to have increased in just a matter of seconds. First there had been about a group of six and now there were around twenty of them like it was some kind of wild posse of fans running towards their idols...or in this case their prey for slaughter. Evidently the wild posse was close to catching up with the four unlucky individuals as Bao, Mako, Dib, and Adamanta started to head in the other direction. While in the L shaped hallway of foreshadowed doom timelineness, a number of details could be notice if the group of fleeing chickens would decide to stop for a sec to look or in some cases during the heat of the moment do the AWESOME SIDEWAY GLANCE. What would be noticeable was the odd number of doors scattered on the sides of the narrow pathway. More precisely there are two on the left and three on the right side of the walls. Almost all the doors had a story to tell, which were the obvious signs of three things, someone had tried getting out, someone tried to get in, or someone didn't make it in time for the door. What's weird though was one door out of the five appeared to be mostly untouched aside from the smeared blood. Looking normal as ever, as the door was the farthest on the right, no dents or inside activity was yet to be seen. And aside from doors and floors, two oddly shaped circular vents were position on the ceiling. One near the cargo bay entrance and the other was two feet away in the hallway close to the end.

With vents it was always a sign that trouble was coming that way but sadly that wasn't all the group of four needed to worry about. Facing forward, the scattered motionless corpses seemed to be a bit fishy. Especially the particular individuals that were your average necromorphs. They looked to be unharmed yet lifeless. No served limbs and no bleeding just not moving. At the end of the hallway where the pathway turned left, something fleshy and disturbing would make itself noticeable to the team as Bao was the first one to enter that turn but a bit quickly. At last minute and not even having time for the poor teen to recognize the sudden danger, a human abomination that was imbedded into the wall with only the upper half of it's body showing grabbed Bao as she had turn too sharply towards the corner. And right before the others could do anything about it they too had their own problems to worry about. When Mako came near one of the motionless creatures, it decided to surprise him by jumping to it's feet and go to hug him to death...not. Right as Mako was dealing with the necromorph in front of him another more sinister creature decided to make a stealthy move by coming out of that suspicious looking door that Mako had passed and charged towards him soon after with it's two friends right behind it. That sinister creature was a enhanced slasher which was tougher to kill than your average necromorph (aka norm slashers) and more violent. As for Adamanta who could match up to Mako's viciousness, the blue lady had her own enhanced slasher to deal with as it dropped right on her from the ceiling vent in the hallway and then a two regulars reanimated themselves from the floor not to mention the one she had previously stepped on which grabbed her leg and was trying to nom it off for revenge. The only person that didn't have his hands tied was the poor big headed boy Dib that was stuck in between the cross fire.

(( Out Of Cupcakes: Edited for the sake of clearing up misunderstanding and wrong info. Spartan spotted me on it, soooooo THANK YOU SUPERAWESOMESOLDIERMAN! x3 ))

[Bao Yu Chao]

Almost home free! Dragging Dib along to make sure he didn't get lost or worse, killed, she continued taking point in their reverse `T` pattern. Tightly holding onto the axe in her free hand, her reflexes were sporting a green light on the traffic lights of her nervous system. Someone really was out there and they were in their next destination, and that someone sounded useful with ammunition! The sound of gunshots were echoing down the hall..though it sounded a little odd to say the least. In between that this new creature girl was letting her in on how something was out there...yeah...she just nodded a bit to those words rather than offer her a heavy dose of blunt `NO. YOU THINK?! REALLY?!` bitchiness. Now wasn't time for that kind of attitude...she had to keep her cool. Of course there were screeches and some loud ones were coming from behind her AND in front of her...but the ones from behind were dangerously close.

"Keep an eye out and focus, Adamanta. Same goes with the rest of you! None of those bastards are friendly so don't hesitate to rip them apart on sight." Saying those words bluntly and oh so very straight forward like a serious boss who meant business. The volume of her voice wasn't too loud but it wasn't too soft either. It was enough for their little group to hear without making too much of a ruckus. Though...those approaching screeches..it sounded like there were quite a few.

Oh no...no no no no no no no and a million times NOOOO.....it sounded like a large group was forming from behind them! They couldn't run forever...it sounded like they were getting closer and closer. Logically speaking though....she didn't think they could stand much of a chance against those things. Especially in a large group AND without the proper means to deal with all of them...just...damn it all. On par with her hatred for falling was her hatred for running away. This was the strategy for now though...they'd just have to deal with it, SHE would have to deal with it. Gripping onto her axe and tightening her grip on mister jibber jabber Dib, she thought back on how he said something about Mako telling him not to take what was his.

If he was talking about her...there would be so much hell to pay since she was NO ONE'S object to claim! Gritting her teeth, her mind was just too full of rage to bother being flattered in any way...this was not the time to be lax and and form of...happy...at all. No, not to her...she was both the hunter and the hunted...this wasn't a good scenario at all. The only good piece of equipment she had was her fists and emergency axe. Odds were slim...but as long as Mako and the new girl as well as Dib could hold their ground...maybe every thing would be ok. Hell...she didn't want to worry the boy with black lightning bolt shaped hair that the pirate shark may very well be hostile. So she chose not to answer that.

Or maybe she'd answer it later? Maybe they'd survive...well...how were their odds turning out? Glancing over her shoulder for a moment while keeping up her pace and running since her life depended on it, she caught a glimpse of something horrible. The group of monsters that were after them. Maybe...luck would side with them like it usually did on her fights against the paranormal. At least letting them all survive. ...somehow anyway...normally she had all the right equipment but this was one mission she wasn't ready for.

It was like being a novice all over again trying to find her footing in this field. Save for the fact that she was much wiser than she was back then and had the gist of how to deal with these things. "Damn it! Everyone, pick up the pace! NOW!" Turning her head forward as she snapped out those words, Sir M laughed at the big headed boy's words through the intercom as something sounding upbeat, silly, and cartoonish played as well. He spoke up with sarcasm dripping off his tone, "I'm Sir M, a robotic butler of Ms. Phin and Mr. Zilla. Do we all have to be so serious and uptight without a little chase music to lighten the grimdark mood? Luckily for you, I'm in the control room and the cameras seem to be working just fine. ....huh..."

On his end...there was something VERY strange...stranger than human and humanoid corpses on a ship normally full of androids. "...oh my this looks wonderful...like a butcher after mangling humans and having a meat throwing party...I swear...those things had far too much fun getting comfortable..." Their environment screamed nothing short of signs of struggle...it was like people were trying to take refuge here. But...but how? There was no way Phin would allow this many people on her ship! Unless...taking a sharp turn interrupted her train of thought as something grasped onto her. Instinctively throwing the trench coat wearing teen closest to her age than the others, or so it seemed anyway, by the collar of his shirt so that his body would do a nice little flip and out of immediate danger.

Keeping a grip on her axe though, making sure NOT to lose it, the thing that grabbed her had its nasty little mitts...that made it look like some sort of perverted horror movie scenario. Of all the ways it could have grabbed her, it reached across her chest and appeared to be coping a feel. The Chinese girl's rage meter cranked up in that second and went up oh so much more as the other arm was tightening its grip on her stomach. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! SICK. PEASANT. ZOMBIE. BASTARD." Venomously saying those words, she was NOT about to become some sort of fetish victim in those messed up movies and shows Gary watched! Wealth forbid that dumbass had Mako watch those movies...she didn't allow such...unsavory material but Gary was the most annoying and some how eluded the death all of his punishment would lead to for a NORMAL person.

Unfortunately, her free, mobile hand was axe-less...that hand was stuck at her side. What was worse is the axe was at an angle that if she tried pulling it out, she'd cut her leg open or injure it badly. Coughing for a moment, she narrowed her eyes as her breathing just so happened to be handed an unwanted challenge. Trying to calm her breathing a bit while leaning forward, she reached her free hand up and grasped onto its wrist and kept an eye out looking around the area. Violently tugging forward, bringing up the foot opposite of her free hand trying to push off and hopefully break her stupid unintentionally perverted hug of immobilization.

Strange, alien symbols started glowing upon the walls for a split second...then...an older woman with a classy, skirted business outfit flickered into her sight. "Bao Yu....my little princess...keep fighting..." The elderly woman was a bit bloodied and her flesh decorated in wounds. Pointing toward the cargo bay for a moment as everything seemed to be coated in a redish orange haze, the older woman started to flicker along with it. All while wearing a confident smile and starting to walk away toward where she pointed to. "This way, my little princess..."

"N-no...don't go away...don't go without me! Nana...! Come back...please come back! You...YOU SHITTY, DISGUSTING LITTLE ZOMBIFIED BASTARD! LET ME GO THIS INSTANT! I WON'T LET NANA GO AGAIN!" It almost sounded like there was desperation in her tone but a great deal of anger as she fought off tears while watching everything go back to normal. The surrounding environment was no longer tinted in any hue from her perspective.

Whether or not it was a figment of her imagination or not, it felt too real and if it was the ghost of her grandmother...there were things she wanted to tell her. Like how she cared and missed her greatly...that along with how she was finally someone their family could be proud of and count on to carry on the business and hoped it would make up for everything. For the first time in a long time, she actually screamed for a moment...it was just a deep seeded sorrow for someone near and dear to her heart going away again...but unadulterated rage buried over years. Bringing up all of her strength against it's grip, she fought much harder to push against the flesh coated wall and shift her weight forward. "You made her go away...YOU MADE HER GO AWAY! YOU'LL DIE PERMANENTLY AT MY HANDS! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" Digging her nails into the things flesh as she continued making a valiant effort to get out of its grasp, she was far too consumed with her situation to give a shit about anyone else.

Anger tightly held the reigns this time and if she broke free as a sign of success for all her fighting against this thing, she was going to turn the tables and make this thing pay. As with all of its disgusting allies. Bao Yu was going to show her present comrades what it was like to cross her or take something precious in the girl's life. Everything was going to learn the hard way that making her so upset was just the worst idea ever. Covered in blood and pickle juice wearing her cutesy, now ruined pajamas...she was going to do her damn best to shift these odds. Shit just got REAL personal in her eyes and these things crossed a thin line no one should dare cross knowingly.

"...what? Ms. Chao, who are you talking to? No one who even suits such an elderly nickname is anywhere near you." Being far too wrapped up in her struggle to break free and kick some serious ass, she let his words go in one ear and out the other.

{Obnoxious Outraged Crabdad -> Hopefully the post is okies :? MEEP!}