cityship: (Hal 9000 (Yes THAT Hal 9000))
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-10-24 05:26 pm

Phase 2 - Running the Ratrace

You have my sincerest apologies, but I have my mission.

The traps start. Rotating blades coming out of the walls and floors and ceilings, jets of fire, lasers, holographic enemies. The clear walls of the maze let them see what's happening to everyone else.

The traps start, and they have to stay alive despite them. If they stop avoiding them, it's their own fault, you see, if they die. That makes it indirect enough for Stacy's Anti-harming-the-crew protocols to be avoided, as Hal, despite his reprogramming, still has to follow some constraints.

Please commence with killing yourselves by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The only chance the group has is if they work together to stay alive, and somehow they have to take out the shield projectors creating the maze even though they themselves are shielded...

[ooc: Cooperation is key, people. Hal can only adapt to one power/skill-set at a time, not all of them.]

[identity profile] mynameisax.livejournal.com 2009-10-27 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
The instantaneous...body-swapping does elicit a startled reaction from Ax, but he turned the Dracon beam over to Sheik.

< That should be able to vaporize most of the traps, > he said. < Be very, very careful not to hit anyone, because it could easily vaporize a human. >
redeyes_andblue: (S - fight: needle storm)

[personal profile] redeyes_andblue 2009-10-27 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
Curling his fingers around the new type of gun, Sheik nods once at Ax and sets it on the ground at his feet, eyes half-slipping closed.

[...Zelda?]

He's furious at her, yes, and he knows that she knows that. But if they don't co-operate, then they're both dead - as is everyone else.

[Alright. Go.]

For brief seconds, Sheik's image wavers and disappears, then reappears like a ghost. Scooping up the Dracon beam, wrapping Shadow around it and his fingers to keep it in his not-quite-tangible hand, he nods to the others then steps outside of the shield, immediately aiming at the points in the walls where the blades are coming from.

The beam can't quite stop the blades outright - too much weight and momentum - but it certainly ensures that the melted slag that was once a wall won't be producing any more. The spears on the floor he simply shoots the base off, or else knocks them flat with Shadow made solid.

Whatever Brainy's plan is, he hopes he executes it fast - already, he can feel the exhaustion from too much use of magic in too short a time sinking in.