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Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: send in the clones,
- daniel jackson,
- dustin brooks,
- eleventh doctor,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- hana asakura,
- hit girl,
- howard bassem,
- ildraniath,
- jalith,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kon-el,
- lash,
- lex luthor,
- lord zedd,
- lord zetta,
- nightwing,
- querl dox,
- rory williams,
- ruffnut thorston,
- sakura haruno,
- signum
Gently, but with undeniable will divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. (Pt. 5: Chances)
The plan was...well, it wasn't simple, but it sort of was.
While the CLF attacked multiple Clone Processing centers to distract the government, the group with the CLF would target one particular one in the region that'd once been New Jersey. The group with the government would offer their services in putting down their own people.
In the center, they'd split up into several groups. One would fight a fake fight, create a massive diversion, and blow up the room where the samples their DNA were being kept in the process. Another group would secure a teleporter pad. That team would teleport out other teams to steal a ship, steal some med tech to teleport to said ship, and steal a medical database. Another team would go to the main command center and hack into the government mainframe to down the sensornet around the planet so they could escape. And Nightwing himself would accompany the clones to upload the harvested memories to the Mother Brains, left unguarded because of the diversionary fighting, and make sure that was all they did.
Meanwhile, there'd be a standing order for all teams to avoid killing other crewmates, and avoid killing guards unless absolutely necessary.
It was a complicated plan. If a single part fouled up, they might find themselves dead, trapped, or worse. But if it worked, it'd work pretty spectacularly and leave them with medtech, a medical database, the clones helped, and possibly a grateful Council depending on how the fight went, because of the ones seemingly aiding the government.
In some worlds, things that were a million-to-one-chance (exactly a million-to-one) by their nature had to work. Let's hope this world is one of them, eh, mission crew?
[ooc: Only comment to threads if it says they are open here. All threads: OPEN. Characters may get injuries up to and including 7 on the Injury Scale (scroll to the bottom). Any higher, and they must ask permission of the plot-runners, just to make sure everyone isn't immobilized without enough people to help move them.]
While the CLF attacked multiple Clone Processing centers to distract the government, the group with the CLF would target one particular one in the region that'd once been New Jersey. The group with the government would offer their services in putting down their own people.
In the center, they'd split up into several groups. One would fight a fake fight, create a massive diversion, and blow up the room where the samples their DNA were being kept in the process. Another group would secure a teleporter pad. That team would teleport out other teams to steal a ship, steal some med tech to teleport to said ship, and steal a medical database. Another team would go to the main command center and hack into the government mainframe to down the sensornet around the planet so they could escape. And Nightwing himself would accompany the clones to upload the harvested memories to the Mother Brains, left unguarded because of the diversionary fighting, and make sure that was all they did.
Meanwhile, there'd be a standing order for all teams to avoid killing other crewmates, and avoid killing guards unless absolutely necessary.
It was a complicated plan. If a single part fouled up, they might find themselves dead, trapped, or worse. But if it worked, it'd work pretty spectacularly and leave them with medtech, a medical database, the clones helped, and possibly a grateful Council depending on how the fight went, because of the ones seemingly aiding the government.
In some worlds, things that were a million-to-one-chance (exactly a million-to-one) by their nature had to work. Let's hope this world is one of them, eh, mission crew?
[ooc: Only comment to threads if it says they are open here. All threads: OPEN. Characters may get injuries up to and including 7 on the Injury Scale (scroll to the bottom). Any higher, and they must ask permission of the plot-runners, just to make sure everyone isn't immobilized without enough people to help move them.]
Re: Subthread 10: Fight Night
But even without these things, a clone of himself would be dangerous. Possessed of superhuman strength and speed, heavily resistant to pain, able to recover from even massive injury in a matter of days, and requiring almost nothing in the way of food or water to stay alive. Easily programmed, easily controlled. A soldier that any government could be proud of.
Obviously, he could not be allowed to live.
Manner mode: OFF
Shot accelerator output: MAX
In less time than it took to blink, Zouichi drew his sidearm, leveled it directly at the clone, and pulled the trigger. The gravity gun went off with a muted click; a split second later, the clone's head and upper torso simply blew apart in a bright cloud of tissue and bone, as though a silent explosion had gone off in close quarters. There was not a moment's hesitation in Zouichi's actions, nor a trace of doubt on his face.
That task completed, Zouichi aimed the barrel of the 4000XL at the remains of his other self. It would not do to leave any trace genetic material available for a second attempt. The resulting coil rifle blast incinerated the clone's remains, flash-burning the ground in a wide area around the body for good measure.
"White's really not your color."
Re: Subthread 10: Fight Night
For once in all the time he's known her, Zouichi might have noticed that Ildraniath sounded absolutely livid - although it was certainly controlled anger.
Re: Subthread 10: Fight Night
So one might say Ildraniath's particular brand of anger resonated with him.
"You don't even need to ask," he said grimly, aiming the rifle at the lifeless body of her clone and obliterating all trace of it in the same manner. How cathartic.
Zouichi turned to her, a humorless smile on his face. "Why don't we say hello to Galilee's illustrious ruling body?"
Re: Subthread 10: Fight Night
And that was all that she felt needed to be said.
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Even though the standard units had feared him, had called him a monster and sometimes even attacked him, Jr. stood up for them. And in the end, he still felt guilty over the fallout of the war. Breaking the link out of fear, leaving them all vulnerable to insanity.
But at the same time, he understood why they did what they did. Their mission was ending after this, wasn't it? Nobody would want more clones of themselves being used. Especially when they knew themselves how it felt before.
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He didn't regret his decision -- he didn't trust the government or the CLF with a means to construct more copies of himself. But he might have been more discreet about it had he known Jr. was watching.
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It just seemed weird to him. So much anger over what was done to the clones - and a bunch of them had to die this way. Jr. almost didn't want to leave until he saw this through to whatever end it might reach - that or just sabotage any way the residents of Galilee could make more clonea and take the ones wishing for freedom with them.
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In an ideal world, maybe that could have happened. Maybe they could have tied up all the loose ends and talked each and every one of the clones down. But as he had quickly learned, Galilee was far from ideal.
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He didn't finish that sentence. If there were more of them hidden away somewhere, then the crew might have unwittingly helped the government just by coming to this planet and providing their DNA. There was no telling what the Councilors would do with an army of superpowered, easily programmable clones.
"What are you planning to do?" Zouichi tilted his head toward the clone army. "You going to try and talk them down?"
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He looked to the ground. "I don't wanna kill them," he said, not quite the specific answer to that talk-down question. "Not when we're doing this for them in the first place." It was hypocritical to him, to kill the clones just because they were clones of them, even if it was dangerous when it came to the government.
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Zouichi regarded Jr. with some interest. He didn't think all of the crew was down here helping out for the sake of the clones. And if there was time to rehabilitate their clones, he would probably have been for it. But in battle, there was no difference between a clone and an original -- not when they were trying their hardest to kill you.
How curious that Jr. would be willing to risk so much for them, even when they were trying to destroy him.
Maybe it was because Jr. was human.
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