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RE: Nowhere to Run {Open RP}
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Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
"Humans are Dominion," the Templar replied, face unreadable behind his helmet. "Unless you're Raiders."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
"First of all, humans we are not," Azazel said; despite the fact that sometimes he wished he were a human indeed, now was not the time to think about it. "He's a half-elf, for instance," he pointed at Ferin.
The young man took a deep breath, trying to ignore his headache and return the conversation train back on the civil rails.
"Secondly, Dominion, Raiders? Whatever are you talking about? There seems to be a lack of understanding on a very basic level. Let's start over, shall we?
I am Azazel Ashwood, son of Ahriman Ashwood. I was born and raised on this planet. Who are you and why have you come here?"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
"I am Altuun, what you would call a Dark Templar," the protoss replied. "Our business is no concern of yours. However, you have tread perilously close to our ship, and we cannot have the word spread. You will come with us or die." He didn't state it melodramatically, or even menacingly. It was a statement of fact, as cold as the plains of Northrend.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
Azazel bit back a snarl. These aliens certainly were not overexerting themselves in defusing his growing anger - quite the contrary.
"I do not know why would I call you a Dark Templar because I do not know who you are," he spoke slowly and deliberately. "In the hypothetical situation of us complying to your terms and coming with you, what will you do next?"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
"Detain you for the duration of our repairs and then release you, unharmed, I suspect," Altuun replied. "Unless you were to give us reason otherwise."
Post by
Atik
Celegosa, Desidaku
Booty Bay
"Hey, lunkhead." Celene stated. "Shut up."
She turned back to the others. "I'll take the metal man, you four actually get something done."
Admiral Noname
Ares
"Our forces were attempting to build a pathway through the area, we were hoping to gain control of the road that this map shows." Noname stated, eying the paper map the paladin had supplied him with. "It seems they were attacked in the process and have been pushed far deeper into enemy territory..."
Samantha Ahren, Praegosa
Plaguewood
Samantha blinked, suddenly looking down at Rygos.
"K-kid?" She stuttered. "What are-" She was suddenly cut off, a massive chain flinging through the air and nearly entangling one of the marines. "Oh hell no!" He shouted, quickly helping the man free himself.
The abomination pulled the chain back suddenly, necromantic magics defying physics as the metal weapon lifted into the air; the marauder still holding onto it as she was pulled with a shout of profanity. The horde of undead reached up, gripping at the woman's clothes and limbs and dragging her into their ranks.
Shouts and cries echoed from the marines at the sight, many panicking as the Sargent vanishes beneath the undead.
Ferin Hopewell, Alana Greyfang
Sillithus
"Well aren't you folks just delightful..." Ferin deadpanned.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
"Not helping, Ferin," Azazel muttered in an exasperated aside, keeping his eyes on the aliens.
"You say you will let us go unharmed once your repairs are complete. Yet, in good conscience we cannot follow, not without knowing certainly that your presence on this planet is not a threat.
Your tone was hostile when speaking of the 'Dominion', whatever it is other than being a human organization. Would that not mean you are enemies of humanity?"
Character
: Mickey Thompson
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, the Cape of Stranglethorn
Mickey marched out of the Command Center. The noise above drew his attention, and as he turned around and threw his head back to look at the source of the racket, he saw Willem Triberk perched on top of the structure, presumably busy with fixing something.
The viking pilot cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed, "Mister Willem Triberk! I would much like to have a word with you or one of yours!"
Post by
Persen
Maxim Webster
The
Ares
"Excuse me, sir," the artillery officer stepped forward after having stalked the bridge like a gaunt, well-groomed bird of prey for the last few minutes. "Did I hear mention a
map?
"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
"Your ignorance astounds me. There are many factions of my people, just as there are many of humans," Altuun replied. Despite the fact that his face was covered, he gave the impression of a deathglare. "If you are not of the Dominion, then you need not die where you stand."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
"Yes, I am ignorant of what your people are. I think I may even have said as much," Azazel quipped. Thankfully, the white porcelain of his mask concealed his face contorting with barely contained anger.
"I have also said that I have been born and raised on this planet. While the concept of the interstellar travel is not entirely new to me, I have never encountered other of your species. That is one.
Maybe this will convince you that I do not belong to this group of your enemies," he said, pulling off his tricorne and revealing his horns. Though he had to deactivate one of his clawed gauntlets to do so, the other was still humming menacingly.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
The protoss stared at it for all of half a second before the menacing hum of warp scythes filled the air. "Are you infested?" he asked, very quietly.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Calin Greyfang
Location: Silithus
"This isn't getting any better." She said as she knelt down and began to dig her sister out of the ground.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
Azazel clamped his hat back on his head.
"No, I am most certainly not infested by anything, so put that thing away before somebody gets hurt. Whatever particular strain of infestation you have on your mind is not applicable to me at his moment.
I'm just curious, is anything of what I'm saying getting through to you, o Altuun of the unknown world?" he asked exasperatedly. "You speak Common, yet most of the words that leave your mouth make no sense to me - because I'm hearing them in this context for the first time.
Look. If this bloody headache is any indicator, then somebody here's getting naughty with telepathy. That you?"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen, Altuun
Location
:
Ventus
, Silithus
"We are a psionic species," Altuun replied with no particular inflection. "And whether or not you understand the situation matters little to me. The only thing that matters is that you do not leave and cause undue attention."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Silithus
"That explains this bordering on 'overwhelming' mark urge to see what you look like from the inside," Azazel muttered under his nose, giving in to a somewhat suicidal drive to voice his intent.
"I can't do this anymore. Ferin, mind taking over the negotiations while I stand aside and try to contain myself?"
Post by
Atik
Ferin Hopewell, Alana Greyfang
Sillithus
"Uh... yeeeah..." Ferin muttered, stepping forward. "Look, Al, can I call you Al?" He questioned, staring at the Protoss.
Alana grumbled as she finally got free from the sand. "I kind of want to go poke a spaceship." She told her sister, inching away from the conversation.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Atik
Celegosa, Desidaku
Booty Bay
Des' face lit up as a grin threatened to crack his face.
Celene nodded with a sigh. "Alright then, let's meet back up here in an hour or so. Healer or no healer." She said.
William Triberk, COLA
Prometheus
"Oh what the hell now?" Triberk wondered, glancing down. "Hold this." He said, leaning the massive antenna sticking out of the command center over Cola's back.
"WHAT?" The engineer shouted, making his way down the building's side.
Admiral Noname
Ares
"Just a little more..." Noname muttered, watching his forces approach the battle. "No more dead heroes, not on my watch..."
He glanced at the officer, sliding the paper map of the plaguelands over towards him.
Samantha Ahren, Praegosa
Plaguewood
There was a moment of silence amongst the Dominion forces, shots and yells stopping as the moans of the undead horde rose up; the mass piling onto the location of Samantha's fall.
A loud popping sound was met with sprays of blood shooting up into the air; bullets propelling into the sky, glistening wet with bodily fluids.
More gunshots echoed, a chain of them backed by the Sargent's screams of anger.
The dark-skinned woman rolled, avoiding the claws and hands of the undead trying to rip her apart. Her jacket lay on the ground; torn and ripped off her. A hand gripped the shoulder of her undershirt, pulling in its attempt to get her up and in range of the horde.
"Come on, come on, there!" Sam shouted, finally getting the bright red handgun free from her boot and pointing it up at her immediate assaulter. "Smile!" She grinned, pulling the trigger.
The flare roared to life; ripping the undead's skull clean off and incinerating it in mid-air; ashes raining down as the bright glow rose higher into the air. Several of the men gasped; other opening fire on the horde in hopes of aiding the woman.
Samantha grabbed the limp arm; throwing the falling body away and ripping her shirt in the process. "All men are perverts, even dead ones..." She muttered, getting up and grabbing her warhammer off the ground. "Not today!" She shouted, swinging and smashing the weapon into several approaching undead.
A roar distracted her just long enough for a ghoul to leap onto her back. The woman screamed, claws digging into her abdomen and leading to the sound of a sickening crack as something broke. Mustering all her strength, Samantha managed to toss the beast off her; bringing a boot down onto its head before turning to face the approaching abomination.
She grinned, mirroring its distorted face with her own as she pulled a grenade from her belt; finger within its pin. "You are one ugly son of a b-"
Engines suddenly drowned out the battle, helions breaking through the fungal forest and running through the sea of undead; flames firing off in all directions.
The abomination roared as one approached, Sam gasping and ducking down to the ground. She blinked, looking up at the sound of grinding metal as the hellion propelled itself upwards; tires stretching free from the body and forming limbs.
Coming down, the hellbat slammed into the undead; taking it to the ground and punching down with enough force to pop its comically small head.
A red and black dropship shadowed the horde; marines in full armor dropping out of it with their Guass Rifles alight; massive bullets tearing apart the ghouls and zombies.
"Talk about grade A timing...." Pray commented, doing her best to see what was going on outside.
Samantha rolled onto her back, grinning as she coughed. A warm sticky substance rolled out of her mouth and down her cheek. "Ow..." Was all the woman could manage as two of the marines took position beside her.
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Calin Greyfang
Location: Silithus
"I'm with you but I really don't think we should be upsetting these things." She whispered back.
Character: Sylos Lightrunner, Sandra Lightrunner
Location: Plaguewood
"Did you see that?" Sandra asked. She was a young blood elf just reaching adult hood with blood red hair that she let fall down past her shoulders and half way down her back. She wore
blue and gold robes
and carried and white staff with a holy symbol atop it. She pulled on the reigns of the black hawkstrider she was riding to a stop as she saw flying metal objects in the distance. "What are those?" She asked.
"I don't know." Sylos replied. He was his sisters big brother and wore
a suit of gold and brown armor
his face hidden behind his helmet with a massive greatsword on his back. He slowed his own horse down the steed plated in red armor. "But I think it's why the argent sent you here." He said as he nudged his horse into a trot as the two continued there journey to the crash.
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