As the other teams head out, a quiet falls over the armory room, broken only by the gentle hum of the ventilation system and the low rumble of that other machine, whatever and wherever it might be.

Even the noises coming from the bar seem hushed as the waiting part of Team Omega's mission begins.

There's still all that shiny, though. Including some cylinders that look like they might be replacement charges for the Bunny's flamethrower. Ah, those Men in Black. They always come prepared.


(ooc: good time to say how the team will position themselves to defend the door)

From: [identity profile] renegade-enzo.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


In a usually inappropriate manner, Matrix chuckles.

"Smooth, Bob," he says as he continues firing at the retreating tentacles.
mendanddefend_archive: (shiny keytool powers)

From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


Bob doesn't respond to that. He's too busy scrambling backwards and blasting the tentacles with the strongest energy beam he can manage.

From: [identity profile] renegade-enzo.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


Few people are ever stupid enough to try and take Gun from Matrix, but unfortunately, these things aren't people.

Luckily, Matrix has a trick up his sleeve even for this unlikely scenario.

"Gun, command line: Security activate," he says, and Gun lets out an electric shock big enough to bring down a rhino. The charge doesn't go through the insulated handle, though, leaving Matrix unharmed.

He added that little feature recently specially for this mission.

From: [identity profile] renegade-enzo.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


Matrix ducks and rolls under the tentacles to the right, firing as he turned back to aim at them.
mendanddefend_archive: (shiny keytool powers)

From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


Bob slides over next to Matrix, extending his personal shield to cover him as well.

Only he can't do that and keep firing at the same time. He's rapidly running out of spare energy, and the tentacles just keep coming...

"Where the frag is that rabbit?!"

From: [identity profile] misterbunny.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


From somewhere inside the mass of tentacles, a voice speaks quite calmly.

"Hold your horses boys, just gettin myself inta position."

The Bunny smiles gently to himself. These are the days he lives for. He rears back on his hind legs, gets the flame thrower ready, and then depresses the trigger, turning in place in the midst of all these flailing tentacles.

"Burn baby, Burn!"

From: [identity profile] misterbunny.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


"Biotch."

FOOM! As he plays the flame over the oncoming tentacles.

Click.

"Oh, bug-"
mendanddefend_archive: (uh-oh)

From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


Bob lets the shield drop and raises his hands to blast both approaching tentacles into oblivion.

As the whatever-it-is retreats, he breathes a sigh of relief... then he hears the Bunny's flamethrower abruptly stop.

That can't be good.

From: [identity profile] misterbunny.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


Say, what's that round cylindrical device the Bunny has been standing on? The one that looks like the Man In Black version of a refill for his backpack?

You know, the one he just kicked into the charging tentacles?

"Somebody shoot it!"
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Re: Something BIG


"We CAN'T!" screams Bob, bracing himself against the doorframe, trying desperately to keep from going through. "Our weapons don't work on that side!"

From: [identity profile] misterbunny.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


"They don-"

The Bunny narrows his eyes, and throws down his cigar, grumbling.

"God damn, I'm the only one on this side of the fiskin door? Oh you piece of..."

He doesn't even stop his grumbling as one of his knives flashes out, cutting off the tentacle reaching for him.

"This Sucks, major balls."

And with that, he dives into the mass of tentacles.

Which is shortly followed by an explosion.
mendanddefend_archive: (over shoulder)

From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


"*oof!*" Bob drops to the floor as the creature abruptly lets go. For a long moment, he just lies there, gasping for breath.

He lifts himself up slightly and turns to look at Matrix. "You okay?"
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From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


"That," says Bob as he stands up, "was way too close." He looks through the door at the mass of tentacles and Oil. "Hey! Bunny! You okay in there?"

From: [identity profile] misterbunny.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


The Bunny:

Is no where to be seen.

Although there are a couple of tufts of white fur scattered in the room.
mendanddefend_archive: (uh-oh)

From: [personal profile] mendanddefend_archive

Re: Something BIG


...that's not good.

"Matrix?" says Bob softly. "Do you... see the Bunny anywhere?"

From: [identity profile] renegade-enzo.livejournal.com

Re: Something BIG


Matrix slowly stands up and tries to take as good of a look into the room beyond the door without stepping through.

"Don't see him anywhere."
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