17th Parallel Bar

[Aileron]

Aileron comes back into the bar, after waiting weeks for Greased to show up, accompanied by his usual array of mindless genetically modified mutant creatures. He then starts wandering around the room looking for a pilot. After being denied a few times, he walks up to Recoil and whispers:

 

Are you for hire? I need somebody to transport a shipment to the Ithkul colony of Sentile Major - no questions asked.

[Paine]

Aileron comes back into the bar, after waiting weeks for Greased to show up, accompanied by his usual array of mindless genetically modified mutant creatures.  He then starts wandering around the room looking for a pilot.  After being denied a few times, he walks up to Recoil and whispers:

 

Are you for hire?  I need somebody to transport a shipment to the Ithkul colony of Sentile Major - no questions asked.

Whata bout 'where the -*BAD WORD*- is that'?

[GhettoSmurf]

so aileron, still looking for a pilot? fine...i'll do it! especially since there will be "no qustions asked" about my methods <_<

just lemme go make...a phone call...

 

*steps outside the bar and retreats to a dark corner of the parking lot before pullling out a cell phone*

 

papa, send the smurf mafia to my position.

[ReCoil!]

*ReCoil! places his hand on the miniature folded crossbow on his leg as Aileron approaches....but this isnt any ordinary crossbow....its been specifically linked to ReCoil! since the age of 5....to give the neural link time to establish itself.... at his mental command the Xbow would flip out and power up, ready to fire whatever ammunition it was loaded with, at incredible speed....*

 

*The ammunition was !@#$%^&*orted as well....going from General Purpose, to RPG, to Timed (the time chosen by mental command), and Armour Piercing....all of these had shield pucturing tips to allow them to compete with modern personal defence systems.... But to top all this there were guided Xbow bolts....that could be guided manually by the neural link, or targeted using ReCoil!'s eyes in conjunction with the link*

 

*He also had a portable defence drone that looked like a small hand-sized sphere....capable of shooting down incoming enemy fire...and returning fire....using its rapid fire Talon 9000 cannon, not 2 mention his beautiful fire lizard Zaranth that could grab him by the shoulder and teleport him to anywhere it thought safe....*

 

*All in all he could handle a fight*

 

*He glanced up and told his Xbow to standby....just in case....but then Aileron sat down and he could tell by the look on him, that he only wanted to talk....*

 

*after Aileron has proposed his offer ReCoil! said,

 

"i would love to help u out...but as u can see if gaze over there (points to foam covered ship), i wont be flying for at least 5 days....with that kinda damage..."

"hey that guy over there looks interested ( having noticed him following Aileron with his eyes)" - *nods towards Ghetto*

[Tipme]

*blows up the bar....JUDST KIDDING!!!

*overhears ghetto in the dark alley

""hmmm..smurf mafia...but why...to kill aileron?..NO..that cannot be...but i will not warn manus either...too much trouble...this may cuase for...an invisible war.. i better call in my own "special mafia" in case something goes down...or up!"

[GhettoSmurf]

*overhears rice in his mind (i'm a fuggin smurf, who are you to say that my race don't posses esp?)*

 

*desides not to worry about other mafia, deciding they're probably all short rice-eating azn...yeah...begins praying to Smurf that know one actually reads this stuff*

[ReCoil!]

*after a few minutes ReCoil! starts to feel a tinkling sensation in his right arm...where his wound is, and recognizes that the nanomedics have located the area of most damage...and were now not only managing to repair his arm...but were also recovering his strength by warming him throughout his body....they only lasted 24 hours though....so the tinkling wound recide...leaving ReCoil! fully healed....*

 

*He gazed at the wound in his arm....noticed it had stopped bleeding, and then raised his left arm to call Manus over for a chat...it had been too long...., he also wanted to warn him to keep his old fusion gun on standby *

 

*ReCoil! checked his Xbow was loaded with the GP rounds...5 bolts per magazine...*

[Manus Celer Dei]

erm, *Manus explodes in a cloud of dust*

 

onlookers later claim they heard his final words "Until the next bar......."

[ReCoil!]

(out of roll - query Manus??? what is that about??? i was enjoying myself...dont stop the role playing...., and ghetto can u and ur gang attack id like to use my Xbow on some of them) - im sorry if this is wrong but im confused

[GhettoSmurf]

*the strange smurf casually strolls back into the bar. upon noticing the pile of dust that was manus, he slowly approaches bar.*

 

"excellent, with manus gone there will be noone able to stop my plans. smurftopia shall rise to power once again!"

 

*in the insuing silence, shadows begin to pour out from the chaos gates scatered across the room. the shadows slowly begin to spread, covering the room in complete darkness. but as the room blacks out, a dim blue light begins to glow, iluminating the smurf. the light begins to spread as he to utter unrecognizable words in the ancient smurfian language. under this new blue glow, strange forms become discernable throughout the room as the smurf mafia surounds the occupants of the bar. the figures are soon recognized as the smurf mafia. but by this time, the smurfs greatly outnumber those in the bar and have easily succeeded in pilfering the weapons from their new hostages.*

 

O.O.C.:now that manus is...gone...can the bar be destroyed?

[Tipme]

*takes a suspiciously gold looking ring with elven scriptures on it and puts it on

*goes invisible and summonsa bunch of olog-hai mountain trolls to his arm

*in an instant Ricebowl seems possessed , yet overcomed by the ring he has put on

*ricebowl has the soul of Sauron in him, and thoughts and actions of sauron will be converted into the actions of Ricebowl

"MUWAHAHAHA These smurfs simply cannot beat my Olog-hai. This space station will see a new age. The age of Darkness

 

my trolls can breathe in space

[ReCoil!]

*Zaranth upon seeing the shadows emerge from the walls, grabs ReCoil!'s shoulder pad and teleports him outside next to his ship. Here he loads his Xbow with the Armour Piercing bolts just in case....then activates his defense drone, and watchs it power up...and float above his head...*

 

*Then he takes out a 45cm dagger/sword.... which has symmetrical curved sides, and is double sided, with an ornate pattern along it...and a leather handle*

 

*With the dagger in his right hand and the Xbow in his left, the drone above his head, and the fire lizard close behind him...., he kicks the door to the bar open....and recognizing some strange looking people around Ghetto, to be the ancient Smurf Mafia....he opens fire*

 

*His first bolt shoots straight through 2 of his gang....the second strikes another in his right shoulder taking him out of the fight, the 3rd shoots another in the head..., the 4th misses, and the fifth just manages to go through Ghettos shield...only to p!@#$%^&* harmlessly past his head....*

 

*the gang returns fire....only to have some of their shots miss....and the accurate ones shot down by the drone...., but even it cant stop everything.... ReCoil! is charged by one of the mafia....but ReCoils quickly swings his dagger across his face and straight into his chest*

 

*He then grabs him and uses him as a shield to get outta of the bar...the resistance being too strong...., his fire lizard behind his back...protected...*

 

*outside he notices Ricebowl gathering together some of his own forces...ReCoil! decides to leave it to him to decide what to do....*

[DaKillaRoach]

~Sitting quite contently in the black leather seat of his Lancatser, the music volume upon max, a pair of dark rift shades in front of his eyes and looking out amongst the stars through the tinted black window of his pilot position in the close range bomber; sat Roach. Twindling his thumbs, he drove the ship along the star streams with his right hand as he tapped his left upon the arm rest. Swurving it to the right he docked down low into the shuttle bay, letting the speed decline and the Lancaster have a soft roll towards the end stop bunker, it came to a gentle rest, to the left of the bar~

 

~The Lancaster its self was the typical style of the beetle like wings, yellow and black colour scheme, and fire ports upon it. No scratches, strains, nothing. It gleamed in the artifical light, except for the words, printed upon each wing and neatly on the flanks of the ship was 3D, and underneath that, in smaller writing, the words 'DaKKa DaKKa DaKKa'. Although for something so well presented in its polished ch!@#$%^&*is, was spray painted on a crude black pain, 'ER' over each side of the tail fin. Grabbing his usual red sting pistol he attached it to his black buckle belt and released the catch to the air tight door, letting it lift open with a soft whoosh of air~

 

~Climbing out contently he took a few jolly steps down the metal stair way, reaching upon bar level, he adjusted the casual brown leather jacket, fluffy rims upon them, of a long dead animal, and ran a hand through the rough dark brown beard, and then the quilled brown hair, highlights of blonde upon the quill tops like some old fashion that died out centuries ago. Pausing for thought he locked his precious Lancaster, and beganning strolling towards the bar, hearing the sounds of gun fire as he moved closer and closer. Pondering upon the eruption of a fire fight he turned the corner to see quite a few men flinging themselves at each other in sort of wild frenzy, a puzzeled look coming across his face~

 

~Growling, wolfishly in anger he pulled out a strange, metallic whistle like object and blew upon it hard, instantly catching the attention of every man and female fighting, they stopped at once and looked at him. He strode towards them mencicingly~ "Right you lot! What the bloody -*BAD WORD*- you think your doing fighting here!" ~His voice was gruff, stern, and demanding. He whipped off hs glasses, slipping them into the chest pocket, next to a crude ER patch sowed upon his jacket. 2 Deep shadow blue eyes liked out, upon them~

 

"There will be no more, unconventional fighting amongst you or illhave to *lock you away. Is that understood! If you want to fight use the ?host box in the bar and i'll set up somewhere where you can blow each others brains out... now then that thats sorted..." ~He walked past them and into the bar, seating himself upon a red leather top stool he odered a beer, turning his attention back to them all still outside. Muttering something which sounded like *specall, they all dissapeared then reappeared in seats amongst the bar and around the windows~

[GhettoSmurf]

*after staring serenely out into space for a moment, the strange smurf rises from his stool next to the window and slowly walks up behind the roach. the smurf reaches into his pocket (yes, smurf pants have pockets, they're just well hidden) and pulls out a small green box. he drops the box on the roach's head, causing the box to explode into the word "Warp!"*

[Tipme]

*members scream and run. The Guards start firing back. Auto-turrets turn on

*there seems to be an endless swarm. olog-hai after olog-hai, troll after troll

*massive bodies and blood everywhere

*west quadrant of the bar falls

"TAKE REFUGE IN THE WEST QUADRANT. WE WILL HOLD OUR BASE THERE FOR NOW. LET'S WAIT FOR THE ENEMY TO SEE WHAT THEY DO"

[Manus Celer Dei]

O.O.C.:now that manus is...gone...can the bar be destroyed?

Do as you will, I'm no longer moderating this thread.

 

Gimme a couple of days and I'll start a new one, atm I'm bitter because of the delayed NZ release dates for Deus Ex: Invisible War

[GhettoSmurf]

(aww, hope get better soon)

 

after hearing a faint murmurring from the pile of dust that once was manus, the smurf begins to make new plans...

 

initiating his cloaking system, the smurf sneaks towards aileron and snags his wallet. agter seeing apple pie's failure at this manuver, the smurf proceeds to deactivate all wires hidden up aileron's sleaves. he then slides away from the bar unnoticed and slips into one of the remaining chaos gates in search of new adventures.

 

meenwhile, inside the bar, an echoing laughter is heard coming from the gate as a single remaining member of the smurf mafia steps foward with several pounds of high explosives strapped to his chest. the laughter slowly turns into speach as the smurf menicingly says, "i hope you all enjoy the little present i left you. until the next bar, have fun in -*BAD WORD*-!!!"

[ReCoil!]

*ReCoil! steps towards the bar door, only to see the largest Smurf Mafia man he has ever seen....with explosives surrounding his body in a bear hug....*

 

*Hesitating momentarily he thinks about any way to take the man out, his Xbow isnt loaded all he has is the dagger, charging forward ReCoil! flings himself towards the man dagger held above his head......*

 

*Ping! but Zaranth grabs hold of him....and teleports him to the weakened terrier..., surrounded by the now hardened foam....and the fire lizard flies straight to the shield emitter, pressing the button down hard, and switching all available power into the shields using its small arm...*

 

*ReCoil! shocked by the sudden teleport is disorientated...and only feels the ship lift suddenly off the ground as the shield folds against the space station hull and pushes it up off the floor.....He glances at the shields 400/1400 and climbing but would it be enough???*

 

*BOOM!!! the space station shakes as the suicide bomber detonates....flames rip out of the bar...and into the docking station....hitting all the ships with tremendous force...some of them explode....the unshielded ones....others are swept out of the docking bay.......ReCoil! feels the vibrations and faints.....still disorientated.....before his ship bounces off another shielded vessel being flung out of the bay.... He has survived....*

 

(O.O.C the hull of the space station is still ok yeah?, so Manus can refurbish lol )

[Tipme]

*his army dies but i still survive cuase i have the -*BAD WORD*-ing ring i have sauron's soul in me i can't die!

*super-mega-hyper-ultra glues the ring on his finger

"stupid blue hobbit mafia...or whatever you call them. This place is no longer of my need. *finds his warlanlevibirdcasteriathan ship. Gets in. Flies away

 

[Manus Celer Dei]

Not until March 12 :/

 

We have whacked out release dates for stuff in NZ, half the time it's months later than everyone else, the other half we get the games first (things like Republic and Hordes of the Underdark)

[Aileron]

Aileron takes off his personal shield, which had automatically turned on when the bar went up.

 

"Computer, status report" Ail thought to the nueral link he shared with his electronics.

 

"Primary weapon damaged. Shields at 15% and recharging. All other systems nominal."

 

Ail rolled up is sleeve, uncovering a robotic arm underneath. A quick scan was all it took to identify the problem, and fixing it took a moment. Ail then rolled his sleeve back down.

 

Ail then looked around. A steel pilar had shielded him from most of the blast, and his shields from the rest. All of the furniture and such was destroyed, and the only survivors that were seen were Ail and his genetic golems.

 

Ail then recieved a message from his nueral cybernetics. Warning, your wallet has been stolen. Lucky for him, that he learned from the last time. Since then, he installed a small portal device in the wallet. When it was taken, it dropped a portal in Ail's pocket. It then merely warped back into Ail's pocket.

 

Ail then activated his personal port device to get back to his ship, a 5 tile wide Nightwasp that had been parked in a distant safety zone due to the parking spaces outside the bar being too small. Upon flying away from the station, Ail flew by

Ricebowl's ship, and pmed him a message.

 

"Here are the coords for the planet known as Smurftopia. If you want to help me get revenge on that @$$, meet my forces there on the southern continent at la!@#$%^&*ude 30S longitude 90W. Reports from the planet read that my army of genetic golems has already been smuggled past the outer defenses and have captured and secured the city of Whitehat located there. I advise that the anti-ship defenses have not been destroyed, so you will still face fire getting in. I will proceed to the planet Earth, because I have some business operations to conduct there.

 

P.S. - they are spelled 'Urik-hai'

P.P.S. - Sauron didn't summon any Urik-hai, Saruman did. "

[Tipme]

p.s :its uruk-hai

p.s.s: its a fukin rp ill say what i want

p.s.s.s :ur stupid

p.s.s.s.s :u prolly didnt even read the books

p.s.s.s.s.s :why did u come back? u killed the topic and prolly will again

p.s.s.s.s.s.s: and when did i say uruk-hai anyway...i said olog-hai...smarter mountain trolls...so smart...they wear armor!

p.s.s.s.s.s.s.s: ur stupid

[Aileron]

1) I didn't kill the topic

2) You are taking that "Uruk-hai" thing too seriously. I think we both can agree that it doesn't matter and we are probably better off ignoring it.

[GhettoSmurf]

unbeknownst to ail, the smurf noticed the wallet dissapearing into the portal. he reached in and pulled the wallet back through, as well as leave a green box in ail's pocket, which proceeded to explode into the words "Energy Depletion!" with a smirk, the smurf removed the cash from ail's wallet and tossed it into a bonfire.

 

after sitting by his fire for a while, the smurf begins to grow bored of the new planet the chaos gate threw him into. dissapointed by the lack of chaos he was expecting, the smurf hops to his feet and begins searching for any signs of civilization.

 

while wandering around the dull new planet, the smurf eventually comes to a single house in the middle of a vast and empty field. he strolls up to the house and walks around to the back, where he finds a heavy rock and breaks in a window. taking a step forward, he begins to climb into the window as he feels a force pulling him in. the smurf falls into the house, sprawled out on his back, looking around in amazement. he notices he is not inside a house, but lying in the reclined seat of a small -*BAD WORD*-pit.

 

upon looking out the window, the little smurfs realizes he was portaled into a spider. looking at his radar, the smurf sees a large ship, which he discovers is a nightwasp. engaging his cloaking systems, he begins approaching the ship and, once a little closer, opens fire on the ship of the unsuspecting aileron.

[Aileron]

Fortunately, Aileron had picked up a shield green a moment before. Between the shield, the ship radius, and the Nightwasp's large energy reserve, the barrage barely showed up on Aileron's energy bar. Aileron then turned on his Y-Radar, and the blue dot showed brightly on his radar. He then sent a private message to his base on Earth.

 

"Aileron to base. Aileron to base. I am under attack. It's nothing I can't handle myself, but I found the perfect test subject for the Arms of Justice."

 

With that, Aileron sent his radar feed to the base. Moments later, he heard a response.

 

"Feed recieved sir. Arms of Justice firing one L6 bomb at the Spider"

 

"Fry that blue midget. He stole my wallet!"

 

Out of nowhere, an L6 bomb was warped inside the Spider's -*BAD WORD*-pit, literally on top of the smurf's lap. The warp portal closed before the smurf could possibly react.

 

"Standy to confirm."

 

Ail turned his ship and prepared to fire in case the L6 didn't work. However, a split second later, the bomb detonated and the Spider was blasted apart from the inside out.

 

"Aileron to base. The target has been destroyed."

 

 

Ail then flew his ship to his secret laboratory on Earth. He then reinforced the security of the laboratory. The one single gate was guarded by 7 genetic golems, with a number of patrols inside the facility. Worse yet, this was Earth, which had been placed inside a gigantic safety zone since 2173. Only medieval weapons do damage here. Still, Aileron decided to double the guard at the door and increase patrols.