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Entry tags:
- !plot: system shock,
- 779/splicer,
- alendian,
- allenby beardsley,
- aya brea,
- billy cranston,
- cedric diggory,
- chell,
- erhart,
- esplin 9466,
- hawke,
- hit girl,
- hogan bight/crucible,
- hououji fuu,
- jalith,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- john crichton,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kate bishop,
- kaya,
- lord zetta,
- maridian,
- mindf**k,
- morgan knight,
- orochimaru,
- pinkie pie,
- rachel berenson,
- ron stoppable,
- rtas 'vadum,
- starfire
System Shock - Fight the Power!
Gods could be too arrogant. Such was the case of SHODAN, who had turned the Pods into a nightmarish zone where she could freely amuse herself and torture those that had come here.
But arrogance breeds pride which breeds mistakes. Instead of killing everyone off, she had decided to do this more slowly – watch them suffer in a slow agony, and, therefore had not expected them to fight back.
It had been a lucky shot, really, one in a million, But one of the people present that day had accidentally shot a tiny, insignificant object. A tiny little drone, that, once it had been the source of the power damper, had fallen. The tables were turned, and the goddess had been forced to retreat from the pods.
Now she was on a panicked mode, not only because some of the other people on the ship had managed to work their way into her system files, using another AI to send pointless images and sounds to her, distracting her from her task, but they knew how they could defeat her and gain their powers back.
It didn't take long for the message to be sent out, as the word quickly spread. Find the tiny little creatures, and shoot them down. SHODAN couldn't work their shields properly and once they were found, it was only a short matter of time before the powers returned to an area.
It would take time, but, finally, the tide of the battle was turning on the side of the crewmen and women. In vain, she was throwing her all; even more strange robot creatures, attacking in packs, but with hope on their side, they could win this...
[OOC - OKay go for it! NPC players, feel free to NPC as many robots as you like. Players, once your powers return, feel free to make as much scrap metal as you like, no need to have people NPC for you if you just want to write tags of them kicking ass.]
But arrogance breeds pride which breeds mistakes. Instead of killing everyone off, she had decided to do this more slowly – watch them suffer in a slow agony, and, therefore had not expected them to fight back.
It had been a lucky shot, really, one in a million, But one of the people present that day had accidentally shot a tiny, insignificant object. A tiny little drone, that, once it had been the source of the power damper, had fallen. The tables were turned, and the goddess had been forced to retreat from the pods.
Now she was on a panicked mode, not only because some of the other people on the ship had managed to work their way into her system files, using another AI to send pointless images and sounds to her, distracting her from her task, but they knew how they could defeat her and gain their powers back.
It didn't take long for the message to be sent out, as the word quickly spread. Find the tiny little creatures, and shoot them down. SHODAN couldn't work their shields properly and once they were found, it was only a short matter of time before the powers returned to an area.
It would take time, but, finally, the tide of the battle was turning on the side of the crewmen and women. In vain, she was throwing her all; even more strange robot creatures, attacking in packs, but with hope on their side, they could win this...
[OOC - OKay go for it! NPC players, feel free to NPC as many robots as you like. Players, once your powers return, feel free to make as much scrap metal as you like, no need to have people NPC for you if you just want to write tags of them kicking ass.]
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So this was a pretty good setup, all things considered. Zouichi could keep his eyes on the road while she scoped the area for enemies--which quickly made themselves known from a nearby roof.
With a quick tug on her driver's sleeve, she pointed to their location before readying her weapon.
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She readied the rifle on her shoulder, closing one eye as she aimed, pretending she was searching for a tiny white panel across a bottomless chasm.
And...fire.
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"Ow ow ow!" wailed the Droideka as it fell from the roof. Zouichi still couldn't believe someone had programmed them to actually say 'ow' when someone hit them -- what was the point?
But while Chell had been aiming, Zouichi had removed one hand from the handlebars to aim a pair of pistol shots up ahead. Two droids fell over, sending out sparks from the holes that suddenly appeared in their metal-alloy chassis. They were almost immediately run over by the bike's wheels. "I haven't seen one of those power dampeners for a while, but there's one around here. I can feel it."
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Her brow furrowed a little at the mention of the power dampeners, mostly because they didn't have any effect on her. Which was nice, in one regard, but it also meant she couldn't exactly pinpoint where they were hiding.
All she could offer Zouichi was a shrug. Hopefully the dampeners weren't affecting him too badly?
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Instead, Zouichi scanned the roofs of the buildings as they moved past. He could feel the influence of the dampener strengthening (which coincidentally meant he was weakening) as they approached its sphere of influence. And he thought he spotted it. Or something that the crowd of robots up ahead felt was of strategic importance, anyway; they were bunched up in front of a tall clock tower.
Zouichi turned them in the direction of the tower, his face grim. "This might get a little intense."
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Chell knew that Zouichi had somewhat superhuman abilities, but not the extent to which he had them. Obviously they were being dampened, which could certainly cost them in the inevitable melee they were approaching. She touched his shoulder, a concerned look on his face that clearly asked how much the device was affecting him.