Railway to the Abyss (closed, IC)

[EscortAlpha]

26 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The doors slam shut, as much to contain the fire outside while the workers and extinguishers put out the blaze as to keep the frame shut. Stray bits of metal float into the air and attach onto the doors, as proof of their extra magnetized charge.

The armed missles explode in a shower of brimstone, creating a cloud dust. As it quickly clears, enlarging orbs of blue energy radiate out, as the shields ospreys link up to form a protective bubble over the Raptors. One or two ospreys were reduced to slag, but the proxies by and large held the line. More importantly, another salvo of lasers and missiles fly at Svytoj. In a moment linked efforts, the lasers detonate the missles mid flight, filling the center of the cargo room with explosions that would send even an armored Rhino to their knees. 

On the ground, the nullifer orbs and magnetic beams continue to spread throughout the hold, the previous ones not dissipating after a period of time as the norm. Harpoons are quickly rewound back into the Bursas as they ready another attempt at capture. On the catwalks, Techs and Nullifer crews on opposite sides of the room kneel down and took aim, before firing synchronized aimed bursts the Frost.

As the smoke died down, the energized shield of the cut down odonata could be seen glowing, leaving the Frost burned and dusty, but still standing. Svytoj returned fire, working to pick off the nullifiers and Techs before they reached him. From their vantage point, a small hovering orb could be seen just behind the Frost. Some may even see their HUD's start to glitch slightly as the security on the door was being assaulted.

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26 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The ciphers finishes downloading, just as primary power runs out of the vault, the main lights dropping for the last time. On one last screen, in red text, a timer is counting down, triggered by the hacking attempt, successful or otherwise.

[0:06 seconds until detonation...]

[0:05...]

[0:04...]

7 hours ago, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair stayed quiet while staying away from the core and smiled. "Stay strong, Chegar. Good luck" He then observed waiting for  Chegar to escape .

"F#CK F#CK F#CK!" With that, the shred pads detonated, hopefully removing some of the ice. Chegar threw a Bastille behind him as he dove for the door. Half way through, he deployed a jump pad, sending him flying out of the vault. He rose and continued to run towards the edge of the Vaults hangar, lobbing more Bastille's behind him as he fired his Angstrum at the glass. With any luck, the Bastille's would catch some of the shrapnel. Altair would find a new blip on his HUD, pointing to chegar's location.
"{I NEED EVAC NOW!}" he blurted, obviously rattled.

Edited September 17, 2017 by EscortAlpha

[ArchwingPrime]

6 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

As the smoke died down, the energized shield of the cut down odonata could be seen glowing, leaving the Frost burned and dusty, but still standing. Svytoj returned fire, working to pick off the nullifiers and Techs before they reached him. From their vantage point, a small hovering orb could be seen just behind the Frost. Some may even see their HUD's start to glitch slightly as the security on the door was being assaulted.

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"F#CK F#CK F#CK!" With that, the shred pads detonated, hopefully removing some of the ice. Chegar threw a Bastille behind him as he dove for the door. Half way through, he deployed a jump pad, sending him flying out of the vault. He rose and continued to run towards the edge of the Vaults hangar, lobbing more Bastille's behind him as he fired his Angstrum at the glass. With any luck, the Bastille's would catch some of the shrapnel. Altair would find a new blip on his HUD, pointing to chegar's location.
"{I NEED EVAC NOW!}" he blurted, obviously rattled.

Altair nodded before flying to Chegar very quickly and held out his hand to him upon arriving. "Chegar, take my hand and I'll fly us back to the ship. There's no time. Come on." Altair set the archwing to auto evac to activate in 8 seconds.

[souldrive11]

On 9/16/2017 at 11:31 PM, EscortAlpha said:

As the smoke died down, the energized shield of the cut down odonata could be seen glowing, leaving the Frost burned and dusty, but still standing. Svytoj returned fire, working to pick off the nullifiers and Techs before they reached him. From their vantage point, a small hovering orb could be seen just behind the Frost. Some may even see their HUD's start to glitch slightly as the security on the door was being assaulted.

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"F#CK F#CK F#CK!" With that, the shred pads detonated, hopefully removing some of the ice. Chegar threw a Bastille behind him as he dove for the door. Half way through, he deployed a jump pad, sending him flying out of the vault. He rose and continued to run towards the edge of the Vaults hangar, lobbing more Bastille's behind him as he fired his Angstrum at the glass. With any luck, the Bastille's would catch some of the shrapnel. Altair would find a new blip on his HUD, pointing to chegar's location.
"{I NEED EVAC NOW!}" he blurted, obviously rattled.

Half of the airborne shield ospreys are dropped by the Frost's fire, but the rest are holding steady. The crew on the upper catwalks quickly dive and duck into cover, their precision and discipline noticeably at a higher level than the standard on other ships. While those being shot at stayed down the other two sides not being shot at turn around and return burst fire, not a single enemy wasting rounds by spraying and praying. By this time, the majority of the airspace is filled with nullifier orbs, lighting the cargo hold up like a sea of stars. Flying through or even shooting a path through is still possible, but it's more than likely that the Frost will graze at least several in any kind of aerial maneuvering.

The door being hacked shows noticeable progress. If the Frost tries to make it through that way the timing should match up just as he arrives, but stray fire is all but guaranteed.

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On 9/16/2017 at 11:31 PM, EscortAlpha said:

 

On 9/17/2017 at 6:22 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

 

0:02

The Vauban`s shred pads turn the hanger into something akin to an ice shaver. Chunks of icy cryotic break and rain down on Chegar as he`s sprayed all over by the turquoise coolant pooled below his feet.

0:01

To add to the danger, the portable rockets do more than just blow open a hole in the hangar windows; they rip the entire side off from it's welded hinges. The sudden decompression yanks not only Chegar, but the frozen shuttle right out into the depths of the asteroid minefield, sending them and several large pieces of ice tumbling uncontrollably outwards and straight towards the Excalibur.

0:00

Suddenly, the entire hanger goes up in a massive explosion, the heat causing that entire section to be vaporized, radiating shockwaves throughout the area. The rest of the ship soon follows, as like a set of dominos the fomorian power nodes impaled on the bridge ignite, turning what was once a working freighter into yet more slag and debris orbiting the Sun. Sheer white blinds cameras and eyes, speakers and radio black out, and radiation levels spike through the room.

[EscortAlpha]

11 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

Half of the airborne shield ospreys are dropped by the Frost's fire, but the rest are holding steady. The crew on the upper catwalks quickly dive and duck into cover, their precision and discipline noticeably at a higher level than the standard on other ships. While those being shot at stayed down the other two sides not being shot at turn around and return burst fire, not a single enemy wasting rounds by spraying and praying. By this time, the majority of the airspace is filled with nullifier orbs, lighting the cargo hold up like a sea of stars. Flying through or even shooting a path through is still possible, but it's more than likely that the Frost will graze at least several in any kind of aerial maneuvering.

The door being hacked shows noticeable progress. If the Frost tries to make it through that way the timing should match up just as he arrives, but stray fire is all but guaranteed.

Svytoj made his final count down, Stepping back towards the door as he continued to fire. with barely enough space, and with the energy shell fading, He leaped backwards, casting a small globe, and bullet jumping towards the door, hoping the globe would buy him just that extra amount of time to get through safely.

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On 9/17/2017 at 5:22 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair nodded before flying to Chegar very quickly and held out his hand to him upon arriving. "Chegar, take my hand and I'll fly us back to the ship. There's no time. Come on." Altair set the archwing to auto evac to activate in 8 seconds.

11 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

0:02

The Vauban`s shred pads turn the hanger into something akin to an ice shaver. Chunks of icy cryotic break and rain down on Chegar as he`s sprayed all over by the turquoise coolant pooled below his feet.

0:01

To add to the danger, the portable rockets do more than just blow open a hole in the hangar windows; they rip the entire side off from it's welded hinges. The sudden decompression yanks not only Chegar, but the frozen shuttle right out into the depths of the asteroid minefield, sending them and several large pieces of ice tumbling uncontrollably outwards and straight towards the Excalibur.

0:00

Suddenly, the entire hanger goes up in a massive explosion, the heat causing that entire section to be vaporized, radiating shockwaves throughout the area. The rest of the ship soon follows, as like a set of dominos the fomorian power nodes impaled on the bridge ignite, turning what was once a working freighter into yet more slag and debris orbiting the Sun. Sheer white blinds cameras and eyes, speakers and radio black out, and radiation levels spike through the room.

Chegar was flung out the window, summoning several bounce pads behind him in a last ditch effort of put as much space between him and the ship. He quickly latched onto Altair and his archwing, scrambling like a drowning rat.
"{GO GO GO!}" He said, clutching the Excalibur tightly.

Edited September 19, 2017 by EscortAlpha

[ArchwingPrime]

4 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

Half of the airborne shield ospreys are dropped by the Frost's fire, but the rest are holding steady. The crew on the upper catwalks quickly dive and duck into cover, their precision and discipline noticeably at a higher level than the standard on other ships. While those being shot at stayed down the other two sides not being shot at turn around and return burst fire, not a single enemy wasting rounds by spraying and praying. By this time, the majority of the airspace is filled with nullifier orbs, lighting the cargo hold up like a sea of stars. Flying through or even shooting a path through is still possible, but it's more than likely that the Frost will graze at least several in any kind of aerial maneuvering.

The door being hacked shows noticeable progress. If the Frost tries to make it through that way the timing should match up just as he arrives, but stray fire is all but guaranteed.

---

0:02

The Vauban`s shred pads turn the hanger into something akin to an ice shaver. Chunks of icy cryotic break and rain down on Chegar as he`s sprayed all over by the turquoise coolant pooled below his feet.

0:01

To add to the danger, the portable rockets do more than just blow open a hole in the hangar windows; they rip the entire side off from it's welded hinges. The sudden decompression yanks not only Chegar, but the frozen shuttle right out into the depths of the asteroid minefield, sending them and several large pieces of ice tumbling uncontrollably outwards and straight towards the Excalibur.

0:00

Suddenly, the entire hanger goes up in a massive explosion, the heat causing that entire section to be vaporized, radiating shockwaves throughout the area. The rest of the ship soon follows, as like a set of dominos the fomorian power nodes impaled on the bridge ignite, turning what was once a working freighter into yet more slag and debris orbiting the Sun. Sheer white blinds cameras and eyes, speakers and radio black out, and radiation levels spike through the room.

 

4 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj made his final count down, Stepping back towards the door as he continued to fire. with barely enough space, and with the energy shell fading, He leaped backwards, casting a small globe, and bullet jumping towards the door, hoping the globe would buy him just that extra amount of time to get through safely.

---

Chegar was flung out the window, summoning several bounce pads behind him in a last ditch effort of put as much space between him and the ship. He quickly latched onto Altair and his archwing, scrambling like a drowning rat.
"{GO GO GO!}" He said, clutching the Excalibur tightly.

Altair nodded as the archwing started flying extremely fast away from the ship and to the landing craft before eventually getting to the landing craft and went back inside it before closing the hatch and  unequipping the archwing. "Great job, Chegar. We did it. " He then contacted Leonardo. "Sir, mission accomplished. We got the data and we're back on the ship."

[souldrive11]

On 9/19/2017 at 1:16 AM, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj made his final count down, Stepping back towards the door as he continued to fire. with barely enough space, and with the energy shell fading, He leaped backwards, casting a small globe, and bullet jumping towards the door, hoping the globe would buy him just that extra amount of time to get through safely.

The door slowly slides open just as the Frost arrives, the hacking finally succeeding. However, instead of salvation the frames neuroptics is greeted by a squad of multiple Techs, each carrying a loadout in their arms and on their backs a cut above the standard fare. If the voice over the loudspeakers wasn't clear enough now, any pretense that this convoy is the standard fare flies out the window.

Taking aim, the Techs fire their shotguns at Svytoj's center of mass with unerring aim. Behind him, harpoons begin to poke at his ankles as the tips punch through the snow globe, slowed enough to not instantly main, but still having more than enough energy tock down limbs.

On 9/19/2017 at 1:16 AM, EscortAlpha said:

Chegar was flung out the window, summoning several bounce pads behind him in a last ditch effort of put as much space between him and the ship. He quickly latched onto Altair and his archwing, scrambling like a drowning rat.
"{GO GO GO!}" He said, clutching the Excalibur tightly.

On 9/19/2017 at 5:54 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair nodded as the archwing started flying extremely fast away from the ship and to the landing craft before eventually getting to the landing craft and went back inside it before closing the hatch and  unequipping the archwing. "Great job, Chegar. We did it. " He then contacted Leonardo. "Sir, mission accomplished. We got the data and we're back on the ship."

No soon than the pair dock into the Xiphos than the entirety of the ship gets bombarded with the fastest reaching waves of the explosions. Power gets knocked out, artificial gravity is cut off, and the craft itself is sent tumbling through space in a death spiral and sending anything not bolted down inside bouncing like marbles in a bag.

Out on the cockpit viewport, a ball of fire and radiation can be seen quickly closing in on the outer edge of the debris field with the craft in between. The only grace is that the mine detonations on the edge have finally start dying down, though much of the debris remains as places a stricken craft might find itself impaled on.

[EscortAlpha]

9 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The door slowly slides open just as the Frost arrives, the hacking finally succeeding. However, instead of salvation the frames neuroptics is greeted by a squad of multiple Techs, each carrying a loadout in their arms and on their backs a cut above the standard fare. If the voice over the loudspeakers wasn't clear enough now, any pretense that this convoy is the standard fare flies out the window.

Taking aim, the Techs fire their shotguns at Svytoj's center of mass with unerring aim. Behind him, harpoons begin to poke at his ankles as the tips punch through the snow globe, slowed enough to not instantly main, but still having more than enough energy tock down limbs.

The harpoons still had enough power to knock the Frost off his feet. The Plasmor blasts, however, where carried over the Frost as he was flipped, scraping against his chin and part of the horn on his helmet. Before the Tech's could rack their shotguns for another shot, Svytoj had another rocket in hand. Armed, it flew towards the center most Tech, slamming into it's helmet. As it flew, Svytoj grabbed his redeemer, sending a volley of magnetized buckshot screaming towards the squad.

Dark fluid was now dripping from the Frost's legs.

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On 9/19/2017 at 4:54 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair nodded as the archwing started flying extremely fast away from the ship and to the landing craft before eventually getting to the landing craft and went back inside it before closing the hatch and  unequipping the archwing. "Great job, Chegar. We did it. " He then contacted Leonardo. "Sir, mission accomplished. We got the data and we're back on the ship."

9 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

No soon than the pair dock into the Xiphos than the entirety of the ship gets bombarded with the fastest reaching waves of the explosions. Power gets knocked out, artificial gravity is cut off, and the craft itself is sent tumbling through space in a death spiral and sending anything not bolted down inside bouncing like marbles in a bag.

Out on the cockpit viewport, a ball of fire and radiation can be seen quickly closing in on the outer edge of the debris field with the craft in between. The only grace is that the mine detonations on the edge have finally start dying down, though much of the debris remains as places a stricken craft might find itself impaled on.

Chegar hurriedly tapped on his PDA, working to recall his mantis. "Okay, Positives: I got the data. Negatives: we're now flipping through space aimlessly." He said to himself. Hoping that his ship would get the message.

[ArchwingPrime]

7 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

The door slowly slides open just as the Frost arrives, the hacking finally succeeding. However, instead of salvation the frames neuroptics is greeted by a squad of multiple Techs, each carrying a loadout in their arms and on their backs a cut above the standard fare. If the voice over the loudspeakers wasn't clear enough now, any pretense that this convoy is the standard fare flies out the window.

Taking aim, the Techs fire their shotguns at Svytoj's center of mass with unerring aim. Behind him, harpoons begin to poke at his ankles as the tips punch through the snow globe, slowed enough to not instantly main, but still having more than enough energy tock down limbs.

No soon than the pair dock into the Xiphos than the entirety of the ship gets bombarded with the fastest reaching waves of the explosions. Power gets knocked out, artificial gravity is cut off, and the craft itself is sent tumbling through space in a death spiral and sending anything not bolted down inside bouncing like marbles in a bag.

Out on the cockpit viewport, a ball of fire and radiation can be seen quickly closing in on the outer edge of the debris field with the craft in between. The only grace is that the mine detonations on the edge have finally start dying down, though much of the debris remains as places a stricken craft might find itself impaled on.

 

7 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

The harpoons still had enough power to knock the Frost off his feet. The Plasmor blasts, however, where carried over the Frost as he was flipped, scraping against his chin and part of the horn on his helmet. Before the Tech's could rack their shotguns for another shot, Svytoj had another rocket in hand. Armed, it flew towards the center most Tech, slamming into it's helmet. As it flew, Svytoj grabbed his redeemer, sending a volley of magnetized buckshot screaming towards the squad.

Dark fluid was now dripping from the Frost's legs.

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Chegar hurriedly tapped on his PDA, working to recall his mantis. "Okay, Positives: I got the data. Negatives: we're now flipping through space aimlessly." He said to himself. Hoping that his ship would get the message.

"Damn it. Guys, we better think of something fast or we'll all be roasted Tenno. I haven't been awake long and I still have a lot to live for. " Altair tried to stay calm during the situation and started breathing lightly.

[souldrive11]

On 9/20/2017 at 9:58 PM, EscortAlpha said:

The harpoons still had enough power to knock the Frost off his feet. The Plasmor blasts, however, where carried over the Frost as he was flipped, scraping against his chin and part of the horn on his helmet. Before the Tech's could rack their shotguns for another shot, Svytoj had another rocket in hand. Armed, it flew towards the center most Tech, slamming into it's helmet. As it flew, Svytoj grabbed his redeemer, sending a volley of magnetized buckshot screaming towards the squad.

Dark fluid was now dripping from the Frost's legs.

The Tech's helmet being missiled goes flying off their suit. Leaping back with the flying projectile fast enough to prevent detonation, they pull out their Titron, and hook the explosive with one face, forcibly catching it midflight and swinging it back at the Frost's buckshot, causing an explosion that sends it flying back out into the cracking small globe at the door.

Through the fire and smoke, the Techs appear through the aftermath: their suits shredded in places, but their bodies remain completely intact. Light blue shimmers off their bodies as their personal shields like a strobe light. The centre Tech's exposed eyes glow unnaturally red, as bits of moving black and silver shine on parts of their frayed face. Without missing a beat, they pick back up their dislodged helmet, and click it back into place.

The rest of the squad simultaneously rack and fire another round from their shotguns at Svytoj.

Edited September 23, 2017 by souldrive11

[EscortAlpha]

On 9/22/2017 at 5:41 PM, souldrive11 said:

The Tech's helmet being missiled goes flying off their suit. Leaping back with the flying projectile fast enough to prevent detonation, they pull out their Titron, and hook the explosive with one face, forcibly catching it midflight and swinging it back at the Frost's buckshot, causing an explosion that sends it flying back out into the cracking small globe at the door.

Through the fire and smoke, the Techs appear through the aftermath: their suits shredded in places, but their bodies remain completely intact. Light blue shimmers off their bodies as their personal shields like a strobe light. The centre Tech's exposed eyes glow unnaturally red, as bits of moving black and silver shine on parts of their frayed face. Without missing a beat, they pick back up their dislodged helmet, and click it back into place.

The rest of the squad simultaneously rack and fire another round from their shotguns at Svytoj.

The Frost was send flying back into the dome, radiation crackling across the shields. The armor held firm; only scorch marks.
Still, that didn't explain the dark fluid that had been sprayed on the Techs' helmets and armor.

Suddenly, one of the Aft Tech's Chest exploded as a volley of magnetized buckshot broke their shield, and shredded through their heart upon exiting the chest.

Behind them, A pale, grey-blue Man holding a bloodied redeemer stood, his retinas glowing a vibrant orange as he reached for one of the grakata's at his hips, dark fluid still dripping from his ankles, and void energy crackling along the junctions in his arms. The Warframe righted itself, Soma now at the ready.
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On 9/21/2017 at 4:25 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

"Damn it. Guys, we better think of something fast or we'll all be roasted Tenno. I haven't been awake long and I still have a lot to live for. " Altair tried to stay calm during the situation and started breathing lightly.

"Don't panic..." Chegar said, slowly pushing himself through Zero-G to what should be a circuit breaker aboard the Xiphos. Chegar opened the panel, looking inside to see if there was anything he could repair.

Edited September 24, 2017 by EscortAlpha
Hit enter too soon.

[souldrive11]

20 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

The Frost was send flying back into the dome, radiation crackling across the shields. The armor held firm; only scorch marks.
Still, that didn't explain the dark fluid that had been sprayed on the Techs' helmets and armor.

Suddenly, one of the Aft Tech's Chest exploded as a volley of magnetized buckshot broke their shield, and shredded through their heart upon exiting the chest.

Behind them, A pale, grey-blue Man holding a bloodied redeemer stood, his retinas glowing a vibrant orange as he reached for one of the grakata's at his hips, dark fluid still dripping from his ankles, and void energy crackling along the junctions in his arms. The Warframe righted itself, Soma now at the ready.

The crewmen and Raptors above in the main hold fire another full salvo at the Frost's globe, launching enough ordinance to vaporize even the most stacked orb of ice instantaneously and leaving the frame holding together only by the barest threads of biometal and sinew. Through the fire, a grappling harpoon tears through each of the Frost's limbs, and drags it to the ground like at an execution site, arms and legs fully splayed out. Right at the Frost's landing sight, it's back gets engulfed by multiple nullifer orbs.

The aft Tech's chest is exposed for all to see, revealing more circuitry and metal than flesh and bone. The man's face gets hit by a colorless liquid spraying from the target's chest for the briefest of moments before the flow ceases entirely. The crewman barely even breaks stride from the huge chunk missing from his torso, quickly unsheathing it's hammer and bringing it down on the man's redeemer, slam capacitor going full charge on the gunblade and the hand holding it.

The center crewman wastes no time, flipping his hammer's handle around and shoving it through the hole in the aft crewman, through the man behind it, and straight into the metal wall after, like a skewer.

[EscortAlpha]

41 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The crewmen and Raptors above in the main hold fire another full salvo at the Frost's globe, launching enough ordinance to vaporize even the most stacked orb of ice instantaneously and leaving the frame holding together only by the barest threads of biometal and sinew. Through the fire, a grappling harpoon tears through each of the Frost's limbs, and drags it to the ground like at an execution site, arms and legs fully splayed out. Right at the Frost's landing sight, it's back gets engulfed by multiple nullifer orbs.

The aft Tech's chest is exposed for all to see, revealing more circuitry and metal than flesh and bone. The man's face gets hit by a colorless liquid spraying from the target's chest for the briefest of moments before the flow ceases entirely. The crewman barely even breaks stride from the huge chunk missing from his torso, quickly unsheathing it's hammer and bringing it down on the man's redeemer, slam capacitor going full charge on the gunblade and the hand holding it.

The center crewman wastes no time, flipping his hammer's handle around and shoving it through the hole in the aft crewman, through the man behind it, and straight into the metal wall after, like a skewer.

dark fluid covered the handle as the Blue figure was pinned to the wall. He gripped the handle tightly as he bit some of the flesh from his right thumb and index, exposing the metal bone beneath. His hand flew into the Tech's chest cavity with a click as the bones rubbed against each other, sparks and void energy radiating off. The bone sparks landed, igniting the residual Formaldehyde in the wound.
The figure clenched onto the handle and blinked forward, Ripping himself from the wall, and ramming both the skewered Tech and the Tech holding the Hammer. He pulled himself from the handle, still gripping it tight as void energy surged over the weapon.

[souldrive11]

20 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

dark fluid covered the handle as the Blue figure was pinned to the wall. He gripped the handle tightly as he bit some of the flesh from his right thumb and index, exposing the metal bone beneath. His hand flew into the Tech's chest cavity with a click as the bones rubbed against each other, sparks and void energy radiating off. The bone sparks landed, igniting the residual Formaldehyde in the wound.
The figure clenched onto the handle and blinked forward, Ripping himself from the wall, and ramming both the skewered Tech and the Tech holding the Hammer. He pulled himself from the handle, still gripping it tight as void energy surged over the weapon.

The smell of burning flesh and plastic fill the cramped room as the skewered Tech goes up in flames. Both crewmen are ignited by the sprayed preservative in the air and by the ethereal energy coursing through the hammer. Even as the red in their modified eyes begin to dim, the two corpus continue their relentless assault. Both mash against the figure like two slices of bread against a slice of meat, The center Tech pulls out an all too familiar orb from the cargo hold outside as the two perform a double bearhug on the figure.

As the nullifier orb flashes to life and envelops the trio, the middle crewman jams the sphere inside the figure's chest, hard enough to punch through a normal person's ribcage like a nail through balloon. In the back, two other techs unsheath their hammers; with a mighty swing from both, they smash the trio out of the room, capacitors at full tilt, back into the cargo hold whereupon multiple harpoon spears wrap around the makeshift prison and fling them *hard* onto the metal floor.

[EscortAlpha]

On 8/8/2017 at 1:11 PM, EscortAlpha said:

[...]several things would stand out about the figure; it looked more like a proxy then a man. his skin was completely blue, with small bronze rivets embedded in it's 'flesh'. Orokin text was embedded in the tissues, serial numbers clearly visible on the biceps. There was something else; a grey and burnt orange mass just over where the heart would be.

41 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The smell of burning flesh and plastic fill the cramped room as the skewered Tech goes up in flames. Both crewmen are ignited by the sprayed preservative in the air and by the ethereal energy coursing through the hammer. Even as the red in their modified eyes begin to dim, the two corpus continue their relentless assault. Both mash against the figure like two slices of bread against a slice of meat, The center Tech pulls out an all too familiar orb from the cargo hold outside as the two perform a double bearhug on the figure.

As the nullifier orb flashes to life and envelops the trio, the middle crewman jams the sphere inside the figure's chest, hard enough to punch through a normal person's ribcage like a nail through balloon. In the back, two other techs unsheath their hammers; with a mighty swing from both, they smash the trio out of the room, capacitors at full tilt, back into the cargo hold whereupon multiple harpoon spears wrap around the makeshift prison and fling them *hard* onto the metal floor.

As the Null-orb entered the Figures chest, it began to fizzle even as the void energy was suppressed. small black and orange threads could be seen burrowing into, causing the orb to sputter, fail, and go offline. As quickly as they formed, the threads turned ash white, and crumbled as void energy surged through the figure. As the two hammer's made contact, The figure had already bullet jumped up and away from the other two Techs, leaving both of them to whatever harpoon filled fate awaited them.
He Slammed down on one of the hammers, Kicked his redeemer back up to his hand, and Charged at One of the remaining Techs; his silhouette only a blue smudge as he flew at his target.

 

[souldrive11]

5 minutes ago, EscortAlpha said:

As the Null-orb entered the Figures chest, it began to fizzle even as the void energy was suppressed. small black and orange threads could be seen burrowing into, causing the orb to sputter, fail, and go offline. As quickly as they formed, the threads turned ash white, and crumbled as void energy surged through the figure. As the two hammer's made contact, The figure had already bullet jumped up and away from the other two Techs, leaving both of them to whatever harpoon filled fate awaited them.
He Slammed down on one of the hammers, Kicked his redeemer back up to his hand, and Charged at One of the remaining Techs; his silhouette only a blue smudge as he flew at his target.

One of the three remain techs pulls out their pistol alongside their hammer, and calmly fires a five round burst at the figure. Even firing from the hip, they accurately zoom in on the figure's front and back of their shotgun, wrist, elbow, and shoulder. 

The tech being charged at leaps back and swings their hammer around. As they spin around, they pull out another nullifer orb of their own and insert it into one of the Titron's faces. Coming back around, they swing forward into a horizontal smash, aiming at the figure's center of mass.

[EscortAlpha]

19 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

One of the three remain techs pulls out their pistol alongside their hammer, and calmly fires a five round burst at the figure. Even firing from the hip, they accurately zoom in on the figure's front and back of their shotgun, wrist, elbow, and shoulder. 

The tech being charged at leaps back and swings their hammer around. As they spin around, they pull out another nullifer orb of their own and insert it into one of the Titron's faces. Coming back around, they swing forward into a horizontal smash, aiming at the figure's center of mass.

The rounds impact the figures front and back, and those aimed at his arm all hit their mark. But the blade only wobble slightly, and the figure keeps charging, the bone and muscle still intact enough for his strike. The Figure blinks forward, leaping over the crewman and his hammer, and scoring a large gash on his neck as void energy passes through the blade. The figure flips, ripping the plasmor from the wounded crewman. He sprints down the hall, Firing his redeemer behind him as he makes a mad dash for the door, away from the cargo hold.

Edited September 26, 2017 by EscortAlpha

[souldrive11]

59 minutes ago, EscortAlpha said:

The rounds impact the figures front and back, and those aimed at his arm all hit their mark. But the blade only wobble slightly, and the figure keeps charging, the bone and muscle still intact enough for his strike. The Figure blinks forward, leaping over the crewman and his hammer, and scoring a large gash on his neck as void energy passes through the blade. The figure flips, ripping the plasmor from the wounded crewman. He sprints down the hall, Firing his redeemer behind him as he makes a mad dash for the door, away from the cargo hold.

All of a sudden, the entire ship's power goes off in a flash with a wailing *WHINE* before coming back on just as quickly. As it does so, the entire gravity of the ship shifts, with the farthest wall of the cargo hold now being the "floor". Everything that isn't tied down or magnetized like the crewman and proxies are sent tumbling and falling over the side, including the loud stowaway.

As Svytoj is pulled downwards and back into the cargo hold, another barrage of harpoons soar out at him; this time each loaded with a pulsing nullifier orb at each end. This time, instead of just one at each limb, a jagged edge flies at every single one of Svytoj`s joints save his neck, fully intent on locking down the Tenno's agility.

[EscortAlpha]

12 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

All of a sudden, the entire ship's power goes off in a flash with a wailing *WHINE* before coming back on just as quickly. As it does so, the entire gravity of the ship shifts, with the farthest wall of the cargo hold now being the "floor". Everything that isn't tied down or magnetized like the crewman and proxies are sent tumbling and falling over the side, including the loud stowaway.

As Svytoj is pulled downwards and back into the cargo hold, another barrage of harpoons soar out at him; this time each loaded with a pulsing nullifier orb at each end. This time, instead of just one at each limb, a jagged edge flies at every single one of Svytoj`s joints save his neck, fully intent on locking down the Tenno's agility.

Svytoj slammed the blade of his Redeemer into the 'Floor', hanging from it as the harpoons closed in. Only a few meters from him, He wall ran off to the side, letting them flash past him. As they continued their assent, he began running up the corridor, still en-route to the door at the end of the walkway, trying to put as much distance between him and the corpus troops below/behind him.
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On 9/21/2017 at 4:25 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

"Damn it. Guys, we better think of something fast or we'll all be roasted Tenno. I haven't been awake long and I still have a lot to live for. " Altair tried to stay calm during the situation and started breathing lightly.

On 9/24/2017 at 1:52 AM, EscortAlpha said:

"Don't panic..." Chegar said, slowly pushing himself through Zero-G to what should be a circuit breaker aboard the Xiphos. Chegar opened the panel, looking inside to see if there was anything he could repair.

"Altair, did you make any alterations to your ship?" Chegar asked, Still poking around the junction, and still unsure if he was working with a standard part of the ship.

[ArchwingPrime]

11 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj slammed the blade of his Redeemer into the 'Floor', hanging from it as the harpoons closed in. Only a few meters from him, He wall ran off to the side, letting them flash past him. As they continued their assent, he began running up the corridor, still en-route to the door at the end of the walkway, trying to put as much distance between him and the corpus troops below/behind him.
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"Altair, did you make any alterations to your ship?" Chegar asked, Still poking around the junction, and still unsure if he was working with a standard part of the ship.

Only to make it go faster, shoot faster, and just in case of incoming hostile, sort of a spherical shockwave radius to make enemy ships explode. That's about it besides autopilot that's voice activated. My cephalon wasn't named yet, but I guess I'll just call him Ezio

[EscortAlpha]

34 minutes ago, ArchwingPrime said:

Only to make it go faster, shoot faster, and just in case of incoming hostile, sort of a spherical shockwave radius to make enemy ships explode. That's about it besides autopilot that's voice activated. My cephalon wasn't named yet, but I guess I'll just call him Ezio

"Alright....alright, I'm gonna see if I can jump start this thing." Chegar said, wiring up one of his tesla mines to the ships infrastructure. "I'll make sure this is on low voltage, make sure that computer is ready for the jolt." He continued, slowly upping the output of the mine.

[ArchwingPrime]

Altair smirked as he stayed at the computer making sure it was ready for the jolt. "Ezio, standby for power. We're joining the party once and for all. " Ezio powered up and manifested as a hooded man as he smiled at me. "Standing by for orders, Altair."

[souldrive11]

On 9/27/2017 at 1:35 AM, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj slammed the blade of his Redeemer into the 'Floor', hanging from it as the harpoons closed in. Only a few meters from him, He wall ran off to the side, letting them flash past him. As they continued their assent, he began running up the corridor, still en-route to the door at the end of the walkway, trying to put as much distance between him and the corpus troops below/behind him.

A *hsssss* begins to fill the room, the scattered dust and ambient air being quickly and noticeably pumped out of both it and the cargo hold below. The artificial gravity continues to increase, Svytoj's weight already doubling with no signs of stopping. Still attached to the *floor* via their boots, the three remaining *Techs* raise their hammers before brining them down onto the floor, electricity crackling throughout and towards the door and the figure. The Corpus are relentless in their assault, the siscos in their hands firing persistently at the figure's joints and gunblade.

Missing their marks yet again, the harpoons rewind back *down*, but as they do so they drag themselves along the walls and open entrance, leaving behind multiple growing nullifier orbs

[EscortAlpha]

33 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

A *hsssss* begins to fill the room, the scattered dust and ambient air being quickly and noticeably pumped out of both it and the cargo hold below. The artificial gravity continues to increase, Svytoj's weight already doubling with no signs of stopping. Still attached to the *floor* via their boots, the three remaining *Techs* raise their hammers before brining them down onto the floor, electricity crackling throughout and towards the door and the figure. The Corpus are relentless in their assault, the siscos in their hands firing persistently at the figure's joints and gunblade.

Missing their marks yet again, the harpoons rewind back *down*, but as they do so they drag themselves along the walls and open entrance, leaving behind multiple growing nullifier orbs

Svytoj was pulled from the wall, plumes of dark fluid erupting from his body as he came into contact with each of the rounds. A black halo flew around him as he fell.


He was beyond terminal velocity when he blinked, crashing into his tethered Warframe, and ripping it violently from it bindings. Both clattered Violently at the bottom of the cargo hold, now occupying the same space as the Frost stood, blood dripping from the holes as they slowly closed. He grabbed the null-orb emiters, crushing them in his hands. He grabbed his grakatas.
"COME AND GET ME YOU TIN-HEADED B@ST@RDS!" he yelled. With the air still venting, He fired into the glass ceiling of the cargo hold.

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On 9/27/2017 at 1:19 PM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair smirked as he stayed at the computer making sure it was ready for the jolt. "Ezio, standby for power. We're joining the party once and for all. " Ezio powered up and manifested as a hooded man as he smiled at me. "Standing by for orders, Altair."

Chegar sent a moderate jolt of electricity through the system, hoping to spark a bit of life into the drifting ship.
"...Come on... Come on..."

[souldrive11]

30 minutes ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj was pulled from the wall, plumes of dark fluid erupting from his body as he came into contact with each of the rounds. A black halo flew around him as he fell.


He was beyond terminal velocity when he blinked, crashing into his tethered Warframe, and ripping it violently from it bindings. Both clattered Violently at the bottom of the cargo hold, now occupying the same space as the Frost stood, blood dripping from the holes as they slowly closed. He grabbed the null-orb emiters, crushing them in his hands. He grabbed his grakatas.
"COME AND GET ME YOU TIN-HEADED B@ST@RDS!" he yelled. With the air still venting, He fired into the glass ceiling of the cargo hold.

The artificial gravity increases yet again, jumping up to four times the norm experienced on ships. The stream of bullets only get part way up the cargo hold before stalling at the front of the remaining shield ospreys still covering the Raptors, the metal projectiles giving almost a kiss to the wall of blue shields before flying raining back down on Svytoj. 

"Up" on the catwalks, multiple yellow snipers attach wired harpoons onto their rifles' barrels. Taking aim, they fire a hail of railgunned spears at Svytoj's limbs; the rounds once again going for his limbs. Every effort is being made to bring the figure down in one piece, and the crew are taking no chances at letting this Tenno go until this convoy reaches it's destination.

[EscortAlpha]

18 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

The artificial gravity increases yet again, jumping up to four times the norm experienced on ships. The stream of bullets only get part way up the cargo hold before stalling at the front of the remaining shield ospreys still covering the Raptors, the metal projectiles giving almost a kiss to the wall of blue shields before flying raining back down on Svytoj. 

"Up" on the catwalks, multiple yellow snipers attach wired harpoons onto their rifles' barrels. Taking aim, they fire a hail of railgunned spears at Svytoj's limbs; the rounds once again going for his limbs. Every effort is being made to bring the figure down in one piece, and the crew are taking no chances at letting this Tenno go until this convoy reaches it's destination.

Svytoj grabbed onto the incoming harpoons, fighting against the artificial gravity as he spun to catch and dodge the spears, some grazing across his armor, other taking some skin and armor with them. Using the force of gravity against them against them, he pulled. Even if he didn't pull the snipers from their posts, it may dislodge their weapons from their grasp.