11-14-2005, 10:17 PM
?...Success. God forgive me.?
Zarbon stared. It was all so?inhumane. He watched as the strange gas spreading like a plague over a helpless town. The people held themselves as they screamed their final words to deafened ears: then hit the ground dead moments later, their faces worn and depleted of all joy and cheer. The women and children were down in the dust, holding their throats in an attempt to choke out the deadly substance that was consuming them. Even the brave men fell to the vicious virus, using their last hiccup of life to try to struggle away. It was a simple town with a cruel yet simple fate.
This made the transformer ponder his dreams, his ambitions yet again. He wanted so much, but what would be the cost? Could he be the next Brim? It was possible. The mutant could be the one to destroy friendships, ruin families, and make people feel the touch of sorrow upon their minds, and make their loved ones a bloody mess. His mind snapped back to Twenty against the wall, dead because of this bloody tournament, sitting there with soulless eyes. His body dead, cold and dead. He recalled Krillin next, his body impaled on a spine. Acts so very immoral that they were unforgettable: they would stick to Zarbon?s memories forever, haunting him for all eternity.
Zarbon turned away for a second and sighed, waiting for someone to say something.
?No way. No freakin' way! They launched VX on an innocent town, as a test!? What a bunch of sick fucks!!? The transformer heard the saiyan girl Bra speak up after seeing the video complete its reel. Her voice was loud and rageful as she spat the words from her mouth. The saiyan had every right to be disgusted. Her words brought up a very particular question in Zarbon?s mind though.
?What?s VX?? The transformer questioned the girl in a calm voice.
?You don?t want to know?? The cyan-haired half-saiyan gritted her teeth. ?Hmm?let?s see?? Bra continued to go into the console?s network, pushing random buttons.
"Look up Friend or Foe," her father commanded as he put on a very serious face.
The girl typed it in quickly on the keyboard and watched as it appeared in a ?Search? box. An error window popped up immediately. The file couldn?t be found. Slightly crushed, Zarbon put forward his own suggestion. ?Try Brim.? The mutant urged Bra onward, and she did as the transformer bid. The half-saiyan hammered in the host?s name and searched him up. A window popped open moments later. It read this:
Brim Harc. Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.
Missing in Action
"What the...?" Bra whispered in a state of shock. "He was here!" A stern went off at that moment, the defensive guns snapped into action. A computerized voice spoke at that time, telling them that what they had feared had happened. The defenses were back on and ready to slaughter them. Rip them to shreds with bullets shooting across the room. The weapons locked on their bodies and they back to whirl and fire.
?Oh shit.? Zarbon staggered backward in fear. Shots began to ring out from the guns and they hit the floor loudly. ?Plans? Plans!?? The transformer used his Hyper Elegant Magnum to try to take down a gun that was littering bullets upon his precious hide.
1 shot?
2 shots?
3 shots!?
The weapon broke down after the Ki blast flew off his finger. He turned his head back to look at Bra and continued to fire, though blindly, at the guns. Vegeta was doing most of the work of taking out the defences: ripping them apart by hand, but there was too many guns. They couldn?t take them all out without getting shot at least a hundred times.
Zarbon spoke to Bra quite swiftly in his terror. He didn?t want to die today: he didn?t want to fall victim to Brim?s game. ?We gotta get out of here!? The transformer shouted. ?This place is like a bees? hive!? He shot a few more shots. None of them found their mark. He couldn?t aim right now with all the tension being put upon him. Though it was about to get worse.
The saiyan girl responded as fast as Zarbon spoke. ?An exploding bees? hive. Look at this.? The mutant changed his glance to the monitor. There on the screen was a red box with a countdown timer. It read ten minutes and counting, and had four words the transformer didn?t want to hear, or read for that matter.
Self Destruct Sequence Activated
?Fuck! We gotta get out of here fast!? The handsome warrior began to sprint towards the saiyan prince and tell him to get out with him and Bra, but the half-saiyan grabbed him by the arm firmly and pulled the transformer back towards the console. She had an angry face as she pointed towards the computer, tapping the screen.
?I need to find out what Brim did here.? Bra spoke in rage. ?Maybe it will give us some answers to where the bastard is now.? She turned towards the console and began typing away on the search, looking for ?Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.? The division in which their host had worked at. ?Cover me, alright??
Zarbon sighed. He just wanted to get out of the military base as fast as he could, and not die while he was at it, but he obeyed the cyan-haired girl and charged into battle to fight opposite of Vegeta at the other end of the room. He charged at one of guns and flipped on top of it, hammering it with a barrage of ki blasts before jumping off again and running at another, punched it hard at the barrel and ruining it?s shooting angle and making it fire at the ceiling, the bullets? pierce dislodging a tile and making it crash into another piece of weaponary.
The transformer smirked and went on thrashing the defences as much as he could, splitting guns in two with a solid karate chop or jamming something into the weapon?s barrel and making it explode back on its self Bugs Bunny style. Every once and awhile Zarbon turned back towards Bra to see how she was doing on getting more information on Brim?s time in the ?Science Department.? The mutant always saw her getting into security lock-ups, thanks to the defence systems being online, or so Zarbon believed. After about six turns back towards her, he finally saw her getting somewhere, after seeing something in bold on the screen.
Science Department, New Technology and Equipment Assignments
The mutant smirked and stopped destroying guns for a single second. A big mistake, as the weapon he was to tear down next fired towards Bra. The bullets flew past her luckily, but the console didn?t have the same kind of luck as the half-saiyan.
The monitor shattered. The console smoked, broken. Bra screamed in anger and turned away from the dead computer. ?Of all the damned luck! We have to find another console!?
Eight minutes till self destruct? A computerized voice stated out of nowhere. If didn?t change the conversation at all.
?Do we have time?? Zarbon shouted back after looking at the computer. The transformer was worried they wouldn?t get out of this alive.
"Sure we do! There should be another console somewhere!? Bra rushed out of the room. Shrugging, the other two followed, trying to avoid the defences that surrounded them. The defences were as hellish as they were in inside the control room, and they all knew they couldn?t even bother trying to beat them off. They were all over the place.
?I pray its close.? Zarbon thought in worry as they began to sprint out into the base.
OOC: There you go. To summarize: We are looking for more info on Brim on his time here in the computer networks. The console got destoryed in the control room after we failed, or I failed to cover Bra and destroy the defences as she tried to get into the network. That is all in basic terms.
Zarbon stared. It was all so?inhumane. He watched as the strange gas spreading like a plague over a helpless town. The people held themselves as they screamed their final words to deafened ears: then hit the ground dead moments later, their faces worn and depleted of all joy and cheer. The women and children were down in the dust, holding their throats in an attempt to choke out the deadly substance that was consuming them. Even the brave men fell to the vicious virus, using their last hiccup of life to try to struggle away. It was a simple town with a cruel yet simple fate.
This made the transformer ponder his dreams, his ambitions yet again. He wanted so much, but what would be the cost? Could he be the next Brim? It was possible. The mutant could be the one to destroy friendships, ruin families, and make people feel the touch of sorrow upon their minds, and make their loved ones a bloody mess. His mind snapped back to Twenty against the wall, dead because of this bloody tournament, sitting there with soulless eyes. His body dead, cold and dead. He recalled Krillin next, his body impaled on a spine. Acts so very immoral that they were unforgettable: they would stick to Zarbon?s memories forever, haunting him for all eternity.
Zarbon turned away for a second and sighed, waiting for someone to say something.
?No way. No freakin' way! They launched VX on an innocent town, as a test!? What a bunch of sick fucks!!? The transformer heard the saiyan girl Bra speak up after seeing the video complete its reel. Her voice was loud and rageful as she spat the words from her mouth. The saiyan had every right to be disgusted. Her words brought up a very particular question in Zarbon?s mind though.
?What?s VX?? The transformer questioned the girl in a calm voice.
?You don?t want to know?? The cyan-haired half-saiyan gritted her teeth. ?Hmm?let?s see?? Bra continued to go into the console?s network, pushing random buttons.
"Look up Friend or Foe," her father commanded as he put on a very serious face.
The girl typed it in quickly on the keyboard and watched as it appeared in a ?Search? box. An error window popped up immediately. The file couldn?t be found. Slightly crushed, Zarbon put forward his own suggestion. ?Try Brim.? The mutant urged Bra onward, and she did as the transformer bid. The half-saiyan hammered in the host?s name and searched him up. A window popped open moments later. It read this:
Brim Harc. Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.
Missing in Action
"What the...?" Bra whispered in a state of shock. "He was here!" A stern went off at that moment, the defensive guns snapped into action. A computerized voice spoke at that time, telling them that what they had feared had happened. The defenses were back on and ready to slaughter them. Rip them to shreds with bullets shooting across the room. The weapons locked on their bodies and they back to whirl and fire.
?Oh shit.? Zarbon staggered backward in fear. Shots began to ring out from the guns and they hit the floor loudly. ?Plans? Plans!?? The transformer used his Hyper Elegant Magnum to try to take down a gun that was littering bullets upon his precious hide.
1 shot?
2 shots?
3 shots!?
The weapon broke down after the Ki blast flew off his finger. He turned his head back to look at Bra and continued to fire, though blindly, at the guns. Vegeta was doing most of the work of taking out the defences: ripping them apart by hand, but there was too many guns. They couldn?t take them all out without getting shot at least a hundred times.
Zarbon spoke to Bra quite swiftly in his terror. He didn?t want to die today: he didn?t want to fall victim to Brim?s game. ?We gotta get out of here!? The transformer shouted. ?This place is like a bees? hive!? He shot a few more shots. None of them found their mark. He couldn?t aim right now with all the tension being put upon him. Though it was about to get worse.
The saiyan girl responded as fast as Zarbon spoke. ?An exploding bees? hive. Look at this.? The mutant changed his glance to the monitor. There on the screen was a red box with a countdown timer. It read ten minutes and counting, and had four words the transformer didn?t want to hear, or read for that matter.
Self Destruct Sequence Activated
?Fuck! We gotta get out of here fast!? The handsome warrior began to sprint towards the saiyan prince and tell him to get out with him and Bra, but the half-saiyan grabbed him by the arm firmly and pulled the transformer back towards the console. She had an angry face as she pointed towards the computer, tapping the screen.
?I need to find out what Brim did here.? Bra spoke in rage. ?Maybe it will give us some answers to where the bastard is now.? She turned towards the console and began typing away on the search, looking for ?Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.? The division in which their host had worked at. ?Cover me, alright??
Zarbon sighed. He just wanted to get out of the military base as fast as he could, and not die while he was at it, but he obeyed the cyan-haired girl and charged into battle to fight opposite of Vegeta at the other end of the room. He charged at one of guns and flipped on top of it, hammering it with a barrage of ki blasts before jumping off again and running at another, punched it hard at the barrel and ruining it?s shooting angle and making it fire at the ceiling, the bullets? pierce dislodging a tile and making it crash into another piece of weaponary.
The transformer smirked and went on thrashing the defences as much as he could, splitting guns in two with a solid karate chop or jamming something into the weapon?s barrel and making it explode back on its self Bugs Bunny style. Every once and awhile Zarbon turned back towards Bra to see how she was doing on getting more information on Brim?s time in the ?Science Department.? The mutant always saw her getting into security lock-ups, thanks to the defence systems being online, or so Zarbon believed. After about six turns back towards her, he finally saw her getting somewhere, after seeing something in bold on the screen.
Science Department, New Technology and Equipment Assignments
The mutant smirked and stopped destroying guns for a single second. A big mistake, as the weapon he was to tear down next fired towards Bra. The bullets flew past her luckily, but the console didn?t have the same kind of luck as the half-saiyan.
The monitor shattered. The console smoked, broken. Bra screamed in anger and turned away from the dead computer. ?Of all the damned luck! We have to find another console!?
Eight minutes till self destruct? A computerized voice stated out of nowhere. If didn?t change the conversation at all.
?Do we have time?? Zarbon shouted back after looking at the computer. The transformer was worried they wouldn?t get out of this alive.
"Sure we do! There should be another console somewhere!? Bra rushed out of the room. Shrugging, the other two followed, trying to avoid the defences that surrounded them. The defences were as hellish as they were in inside the control room, and they all knew they couldn?t even bother trying to beat them off. They were all over the place.
?I pray its close.? Zarbon thought in worry as they began to sprint out into the base.
OOC: There you go. To summarize: We are looking for more info on Brim on his time here in the computer networks. The console got destoryed in the control room after we failed, or I failed to cover Bra and destroy the defences as she tried to get into the network. That is all in basic terms.
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