Re: Grand Battle S3G1! (Round Two: The Great Battlefield)
08-02-2011, 12:17 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
After separating from his C.O. and the only other member of the disguised Olive Army, the sole Olive Officer walked calmly through the Yellow Base looking for a fast and manageable form of transportation. To his slight dismay, he bumped into a familiar face.
"Hello Commander Matthews! Where are you heading?"
"Uhm.. well I am going to commandeer a vehicle. To transport a prisoner, the cube, yes. Uhm... we are moving him to another location. Yes."
The yellow soldier looked at him quizzically. "But the cube has been ordered to not be disturbed, an important looking soldier from overseas says he's going to take care of him... are you alright."
Matthews panicked. After looking around to make sure that the hallway was empty, he tackled the soldier and stabbed him. The new recruit flashed olive for a moment, before settling back to yellow. He blinked and then simply stood up, asking once more, "Commander Matthews, where are we heading?"
After a few similar mishaps, Matthews settled on an aerial form of escape. He led his slowly growing contingent through the less traversed halls of the Yellow base, hoping to make the small group of pass without further incident. Luckily, the small hanger was empty except for two quickly dispatched pilots. Matthews simply had to wait for his C.O. to contact him and the mission would be complete.
Later, his radio sparked to life.
"Hello? Do you copy?"
"Yes sir. I read you loud and clear. I have commandeered a vehicle for our escape. Over."
"Good, I need you to come over to the room, I had a complication, there is a man here. We are taking him with us. Bring two officers with you."
"I am on my way sir. Over."
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The man in black kept his gun set on the Cuboid, behind the helmets visor, his two eyes were set straight on the alien.
<font color="black">"So, you were planning to cause quite the disturbance here, weren't you?"
Velobo did not respond. He simply starred straight back at the man, his frontal eyes set on the dark visor, his face still in the same scowl. His two side eyes on the other hand were attempting to find something, anything to help him get out.
"Listen up cubey, this isn't some little game. You and your six stupid allies are upsetting the balance, and we are going to put a stop to it. Even if by some miracle, you take me out there will be others, more prepared to take your entire team of invading scum out. And if that doesn't work. Then we'll just have to be a bit more drastic. So before I put you in a world of hurt, you are going to tell me why."
The man left a chilling emphasis on his words, but Velobo continued his frozen scowl. Hum... so it seems that there <i>is a lot more to this than just the war. Interesting. Six Allies? He is probably referring to the other contestants, but he's missing someone... Then that means he isn't as informed as he thinks.</i> Velobo's scowl turned into a small grin.
The man in black was not pleased. "What's so funny?"
Velobo giggled a little. "Oh nothing, just that you've clearly underestimated us. Six? Heh. Looks like this is going to be easier than I thought."
The man in black's eyes widened, but his voice the same. "You're bluffing. There is no sign of another freak like you."
"Oh, there isn't? Then that means he's doing better than expected." Velobo left a smug smirk.
"Where is he?"
Velobo did not respond.
The man in black responded by whacking his cube captive with the brunt of his rifle.
As Velobo reviled in pain, he smiled. With the rifle not pointing at him, he leaped at the man in black, launching his tongue above and using the momentum to disarm the man.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT. I'LL CUT THAT TONGUE OFF." The man in black had lost his gun, but he was not without his resources. Drawing a knife and re-cloaking himself, the man in black disappeared before Velobo's eyes.
Neither of the combatants noticed, but the Olive 7 has risen from its single number.
Clinging to the top of the room, hopefully away from the soldier’s knife, and holding a much too large gun, Velobo thought of how he could find the hidden man. This thought was interrupted by a cut appearing on his side and then a plop of the culprit landing and then sneaking off some more.
Velobo scowled as he held his wound. He isn't exactly silent with his movements, but I can't hear well enough to find them. As Velobo idly observed the dark room below, his retracted tongue emitted the sticky substance that made up his saliva. As he was about to swallow he made a plan.
Velobo jumped out and let loose multiple swatches of his sticky goo. The entire floor was soon covered in it, except for one area, where it had mysteriously started floating in the air. Immediately coughing up more of the spit, Velobo smiled as he hit his mark.
The cloaked man struggled to move in the cubes ick. Stepping down in front of the incapacitated man, Velobo aimed the pilfered rifle at him. "Now that I have your attention, we are going to have a little chat."
The cloaked man grinned. "Go ahead. Shoot me. My weapons don't convert. They kill."
Velobo simply rolled his eyes. The small cube walked on top of the man in black, standing on his stomach and staring at the helmet's visor.
"What the fuck are you doing?" The man in black struggled to move amongst the ick as Velobo climbed him like a rock.
Velobo nonchalantly removed the man's helmet and knocked him out.
When the man in black woke up he heard the whir of a copter. The first thing he noticed was that he could not move. He slowly opened his eyes, trying to get a look around his location.
"So who is he?"
Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, he closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
"He seems to be an agent from whoever are the true profiteers of this stupid war. He was sent to kill me."
It’s him, that fucking cube. Don't think this is over; I'm going to do it. As soon as I get out of here, you are going down.
"What should we do with him?"
Wait, was that another voice? He... He has more officers? Damn it.
"Keep him tied up, tell me when he wakes up, I have some questions for him. In the meantime, keep on course, if we find the other black men, we find the other contestants, and hopefully they will be allies."
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After separating from his C.O. and the only other member of the disguised Olive Army, the sole Olive Officer walked calmly through the Yellow Base looking for a fast and manageable form of transportation. To his slight dismay, he bumped into a familiar face.
"Hello Commander Matthews! Where are you heading?"
"Uhm.. well I am going to commandeer a vehicle. To transport a prisoner, the cube, yes. Uhm... we are moving him to another location. Yes."
The yellow soldier looked at him quizzically. "But the cube has been ordered to not be disturbed, an important looking soldier from overseas says he's going to take care of him... are you alright."
Matthews panicked. After looking around to make sure that the hallway was empty, he tackled the soldier and stabbed him. The new recruit flashed olive for a moment, before settling back to yellow. He blinked and then simply stood up, asking once more, "Commander Matthews, where are we heading?"
After a few similar mishaps, Matthews settled on an aerial form of escape. He led his slowly growing contingent through the less traversed halls of the Yellow base, hoping to make the small group of pass without further incident. Luckily, the small hanger was empty except for two quickly dispatched pilots. Matthews simply had to wait for his C.O. to contact him and the mission would be complete.
Later, his radio sparked to life.
"Hello? Do you copy?"
"Yes sir. I read you loud and clear. I have commandeered a vehicle for our escape. Over."
"Good, I need you to come over to the room, I had a complication, there is a man here. We are taking him with us. Bring two officers with you."
"I am on my way sir. Over."
[_]
The man in black kept his gun set on the Cuboid, behind the helmets visor, his two eyes were set straight on the alien.
<font color="black">"So, you were planning to cause quite the disturbance here, weren't you?"
Velobo did not respond. He simply starred straight back at the man, his frontal eyes set on the dark visor, his face still in the same scowl. His two side eyes on the other hand were attempting to find something, anything to help him get out.
"Listen up cubey, this isn't some little game. You and your six stupid allies are upsetting the balance, and we are going to put a stop to it. Even if by some miracle, you take me out there will be others, more prepared to take your entire team of invading scum out. And if that doesn't work. Then we'll just have to be a bit more drastic. So before I put you in a world of hurt, you are going to tell me why."
The man left a chilling emphasis on his words, but Velobo continued his frozen scowl. Hum... so it seems that there <i>is a lot more to this than just the war. Interesting. Six Allies? He is probably referring to the other contestants, but he's missing someone... Then that means he isn't as informed as he thinks.</i> Velobo's scowl turned into a small grin.
The man in black was not pleased. "What's so funny?"
Velobo giggled a little. "Oh nothing, just that you've clearly underestimated us. Six? Heh. Looks like this is going to be easier than I thought."
The man in black's eyes widened, but his voice the same. "You're bluffing. There is no sign of another freak like you."
"Oh, there isn't? Then that means he's doing better than expected." Velobo left a smug smirk.
"Where is he?"
Velobo did not respond.
The man in black responded by whacking his cube captive with the brunt of his rifle.
As Velobo reviled in pain, he smiled. With the rifle not pointing at him, he leaped at the man in black, launching his tongue above and using the momentum to disarm the man.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT. I'LL CUT THAT TONGUE OFF." The man in black had lost his gun, but he was not without his resources. Drawing a knife and re-cloaking himself, the man in black disappeared before Velobo's eyes.
Neither of the combatants noticed, but the Olive 7 has risen from its single number.
Clinging to the top of the room, hopefully away from the soldier’s knife, and holding a much too large gun, Velobo thought of how he could find the hidden man. This thought was interrupted by a cut appearing on his side and then a plop of the culprit landing and then sneaking off some more.
Velobo scowled as he held his wound. He isn't exactly silent with his movements, but I can't hear well enough to find them. As Velobo idly observed the dark room below, his retracted tongue emitted the sticky substance that made up his saliva. As he was about to swallow he made a plan.
Velobo jumped out and let loose multiple swatches of his sticky goo. The entire floor was soon covered in it, except for one area, where it had mysteriously started floating in the air. Immediately coughing up more of the spit, Velobo smiled as he hit his mark.
The cloaked man struggled to move in the cubes ick. Stepping down in front of the incapacitated man, Velobo aimed the pilfered rifle at him. "Now that I have your attention, we are going to have a little chat."
The cloaked man grinned. "Go ahead. Shoot me. My weapons don't convert. They kill."
Velobo simply rolled his eyes. The small cube walked on top of the man in black, standing on his stomach and staring at the helmet's visor.
"What the fuck are you doing?" The man in black struggled to move amongst the ick as Velobo climbed him like a rock.
Velobo nonchalantly removed the man's helmet and knocked him out.
When the man in black woke up he heard the whir of a copter. The first thing he noticed was that he could not move. He slowly opened his eyes, trying to get a look around his location.
"So who is he?"
Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, he closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
"He seems to be an agent from whoever are the true profiteers of this stupid war. He was sent to kill me."
It’s him, that fucking cube. Don't think this is over; I'm going to do it. As soon as I get out of here, you are going down.
"What should we do with him?"
Wait, was that another voice? He... He has more officers? Damn it.
"Keep him tied up, tell me when he wakes up, I have some questions for him. In the meantime, keep on course, if we find the other black men, we find the other contestants, and hopefully they will be allies."
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