trans_9 | System Shock - Fight the Power!

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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.]

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"Oh, right, those." Zetta shrugged, sending a minion in to slap a Dalek around with a pair of nunchucks. One brief, horrible moment later, he was staring at alarm at the spot where a minion had been standing just a second before.

"THAT's a bit overlevelled for this crew!"

"That's why I'm having YOU fight them!" Hit Girl said, taking apart a SAINT with vigor. "You have any idea how hard it was to stop Ruffnut from trying to fight those things? She;d have been vaporized instantly! There's brave and then there's reckless!"

"I think it only counts as bravery if you do something despite being afraid," Zetta said. "And Ruffnut and fear have only a passing acquaintance at best."

He frowned down at the Dalek that had incinerated his minions. "ZETTA BEAM!" A brilliant column of light burst out from his eyes, engulfing the robot.

"Like I said, its awesome she has zero fear, It's one of things I lo-like about her. But I've seen those Dalek things, and they need to be beat down by something with your kind of power!"

And she sideswiped a shark robot here, hitting it just enough to have it fall apart, and then pulling out her gun and shooting with pin point accuracy.

The beam dissipated, along with the last shreds of the Dalek. "Man. I wish I was in my prime for this. Fighting just isn't the same." He heaved a dramatic sigh.

"I hear you, Overlord," Mindy said, and really, she did. She may have been processing anger and frustration right now, but that didn't mean that she wasn't enjoying herself a bit. The idea that she would only be a book while she kicked ass would be a frustrating one, and she wasn't about to lament her situation enough that she forgot she could still blow up some robots.

The staff came out and moments later pieces of shark robots followed, although Mindy DID take a bit of a hit from one of them, narrowly missing the beam by a SAINT. She growled, and said attacking shark's head now went flying right at the SAINT.

Zetta, letting Hit Girl have her vengeful fun, just went about blasting the Daleks to ashes. Behind him, most of the minions just stood around fidgeting, waiting for their chance.

Hit Girl did have to eventually duck down though. Shodan had this place fully protected for a reason, and several of them were starting to come through now. Here came a terminator, and it was charging right toward Hit Girl, who had seen enough movies to know exactly how strong these guys were.

Yup, a little minion help would not be shrugged off.

That's about all he, and they, had been waiting for. As soon as she looked like she needed the backup, a dozen minions and a pair of giant robots charged onto the field in comedic haste!

"It's kind of weird to be fighting just robots," the Overlord said as he caught up to her. "Also, what was with you word-swapping 'love' to 'like' when you were talking about Ruffnut, anyway?" Was this really the time for this discussion, Zetta?

Oh good. Them attacking the Terminator gave her all the time she needed to reload the gun that the Overlord had given her, and give the robot a proper kill shot, vaporizing the head, and then ducked down as another came by, aiming for the legs and then bringing out her bow to give it a cut down the middle.

Stuck. Damn robot material.

And it was a good thing this was the heat of battle, otherwise she would have been turning red. "What difference does that make? Either way, a partner notices their other partners strengths and weaknesses! It's what you do when you ave to face each other later, right?"

"Oh no!" Zetta growled as a minion stepped in to slap around an incoming robot with a pair of comically-oversized nunchucku. "After all the hassle you gave me and Lash, what makes you think you're getting off so damn easily?"

"Now you know I have no damn idea what you're talking about!" Hit Girl said with a grunt as the staff came down on a shark robot. "Besides, the shit with you and Lash would have gone much smoother if you went and admitted you liked her. It's not the end of the fucking world, and it wasn't like either of you would let something happen to other. She proved that the day Allenby threw you out the ship. Why the hell do you think those two don't get along ever since?"

Yup she was totally going to throw you off her scent with more stuff about the two of you. Take that!

Sorry, Hit Girl: he'd been forced to admit his feelings. Having done so, he didn't intend to deny it any more. "Hey, I can be honest about my feelings now. Why not you? Especially since you guys probably had to do some admitting to get out of YOUR joined-up ZETTA BEAM!" Another Dalek ate it, sorry for the interruption. "Body."

"Pfft, yeah, of course we did! As it turns out, we were already an items weeks ago!" Mindy said, trying to sound nonchalant and failing even as she turned a robot to mincemeat. "We just had to deal with some dumb shit like bad dreams and memories and shit, and after that we were fine! It's just a little awkward at times, just like you guys. Luckily, we're both so awesome it doesn't matter!"

"So like I said..." Zetta turned to face her. "Why the word swap, then?"

"In case Shodan is listening," Hit Girl said. "Because if she does anything to Ruffnut..."

Her temper surged just thinking about it. "SET UP!"

The spear materialized in her hands and now, the robots seemed to get the idea that they were in deep shit. There was barely a second left to contemplate their fate though, as Mindy gathered light into the spear and destroyed dozens of robots in a few blasts."

"...Worse than that."

"Hmm. Nice attack. Good area, reasonable damage. I still say your dual-stat dependance is gonna come back to bite you in the ass, but I'm not your character designer," the book said.

Then right back to eying Mindy. "You're sure you weren't trying to pretend it was nothing because you were talking to me... right?"

"My dual what the fuck now?" Hit girl said, pausing from the carnage for only just a moment. She did have to duck an oncoming SAINT there though, and disposed of it quickly.

"What are you talking about? You're like me go to guy. Why would I be keeping that stuff from you?" She snickered. "You don't exactly here me screaming 'ew, cooties' when I talk about Ruffnut, do you? I'm not like you, I can admit it!"

Well, mostly.

"Magic damage is based on Intelligence, gun damage on accuracy, staff damage on strength, and martial arts on strength and speed. You're all over the place, you can't focus," Zetta said. "And if you can admit it, how come you never DID? You guys never said anything official to me!"

"Maybe I break the rules," Hit Girl said, but even she didn't really believe that. He was probably right after all: she switched back to gun mode on her barrier jacket, and again, robots trembled and were promptly disposed of.

"So that day with the trick of treat stuff, you were totally ignoring us hand holding and getting all cute? Oh right, you were having a tantrum that day..."

"I had a perfectly good reason for that, damn it!" Congratulations, THAT finally distracted him!

"Yeah, a reason no one else knew about!" Hit girl said, swinging one SAINT around in a circle and flinging him at another one, creating a pretty violent explosion. "You're not still pissed about Mr. boring guy, are you?"

"...Lash really likes him," Zetta said quietly and unusually seriously. He'd seen things... especially in her dreams.

Hit Girl was in full swing, breaking robots and moving so fast she couldn't really be detected, but despite this, she was really going to have to remind the Overlord of something.

"Dude, I don't know about all girls, just me," she said. "But who do you think makes more sense to be attracted to: the boring guy that was your commander, or the bad ass, scheming, strong guy that likes making as much of a mess as you do? It's kind of a no brainer."

"When the hell did 'sense' ever come into any of it?" Zetta demanded irritatedly. "Because Lash and me don't make sense to begin with. It took a series of ludicrous coincidences for it to happen! As opposed to this guy she has a long history with?"

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