The dreadnaught slashes through the torpedos with it's sword*
The reaper blast breaks the shields and SIN Hoplites start jetting over to the ship*
Organic mech. Sounds a bit like a terminator with the mechanics hidden under skin, but the image begs to differ. Seems like we'll need to wait for her to come back before we'll know.
OOC: Also K-Far wasn't it stated that the dreadnaught was as big as a mountain or 3 mountains? Exactly. You couldn't bring it down unless you controlled it.
Organic mech. Sounds a bit like a terminator with the mechanics hidden under skin, but the image begs to differ. Seems like we'll need to wait for her to come back before we'll know.
Actually
That is an exoskeleton on the outside
so it is Not a machine
Sorry for not clearing that up.
ic:
Wez: (sarcasm mode engaged) Wow a Dragon priest how terrifying(Sarcasm mode disengaged).
"Oh, hello. Haven't noticed you yet, wait a while, please."
*Turns around again, opens folds space again*
"Sinclair, leave Borden to carry that machine to Antaeus and get over here with all the crew, we've got a party here. Yes, tell Ransom to get a Phoenix and Patton to drive a Devastator.. Oh, and make Korolev get the second Pegasus and bring me the disassembler missile here."
*rams a chunk of fudge into his mouth, with one of the Chaos Marines watching the two confused brony civilians and one watching the stairway*
"So you two don't know anything about those things chasing us?"
*The male brony shakes his head negatively*
"Damn. And no troops left after they attacked you, and totally not us?"
*The male shakes his head positively*
"Damn again. Anyway to get in contact with your leaders?"
Male Brony: We, uhh... Have an alarm in town hall, only to be used in dire situations. Level three cases go to region commanders, four to army generals, and five all the way up.
"What about two and one?"
Male Brony: We're assumed to be able to handle ones and the planetary garrison handles two. Well, they did until they were wiped out.
"Well then, in an hour you're coming with us to town hall to send out a level six call. Who gets sixes?"
*The male shrugs*
Male Brony: Maybe the Mistress gets two notifications about it.
I doubt I will get killed myself and all my minions are human souls trapped in advanced battle machines, thus fully replaceable.. as long as Antaeus carriers have enough energy.
And I have a secret plan to make Wez angry, that's something I can not just let be.
OOC: Pressing a creature who could kill ME's beserk button is nopt a good idea
*stares at a pocket watch, seeing that half an hour has passed*
*looks out the window, seeing SIN forces patrolling the streets, going door to door*
"Well, sooner or later they're gonna knock on our door and barge in. So, I have a plan. When they finally do, one of you Marines opens fire down the staircase while the other provides covering fire until me and the male here can get out of sight. If you two begin to get overwhelmed, grab the female and get out of here, to town hall."
*The two bronies hesitantly nod, not wanting to get separated but understanding why. The Marines just grunt their acknowledgements.*
OOC: I fixed that for you.
OOC: lol no.
OOC:
look at this picture:
That is either a robot or a very large mech suit, either way it would have to have access panels or something similar to be able to keep running.
Organic mech. Sounds a bit like a terminator with the mechanics hidden under skin, but the image begs to differ. Seems like we'll need to wait for her to come back before we'll know.
Actually
That is an exoskeleton on the outside
so it is Not a machine
Sorry for not clearing that up.
ic:
Wez: (sarcasm mode engaged) Wow a Dragon priest how terrifying(Sarcasm mode disengaged).
OOC: You might not want to fight the Dreadnaught
the thing inspired Satan for a reason.
"So you two don't know anything about those things chasing us?"
*The male brony shakes his head negatively*
"Damn. And no troops left after they attacked you, and totally not us?"
*The male shakes his head positively*
"Damn again. Anyway to get in contact with your leaders?"
Male Brony: We, uhh... Have an alarm in town hall, only to be used in dire situations. Level three cases go to region commanders, four to army generals, and five all the way up.
"What about two and one?"
Male Brony: We're assumed to be able to handle ones and the planetary garrison handles two. Well, they did until they were wiped out.
"Well then, in an hour you're coming with us to town hall to send out a level six call. Who gets sixes?"
*The male shrugs*
Male Brony: Maybe the Mistress gets two notifications about it.
"Then I'm sending in a threat level forty!"
OOC: Pressing a creature who could kill ME's beserk button is nopt a good idea
*looks out the window, seeing SIN forces patrolling the streets, going door to door*
"Well, sooner or later they're gonna knock on our door and barge in. So, I have a plan. When they finally do, one of you Marines opens fire down the staircase while the other provides covering fire until me and the male here can get out of sight. If you two begin to get overwhelmed, grab the female and get out of here, to town hall."
*The two bronies hesitantly nod, not wanting to get separated but understanding why. The Marines just grunt their acknowledgements.*
"So, uhh... How 'bout 'dem sports?"