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2/20/2016 2:43:09 AM
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[b]Lab of Glacies[/b]
[u]Small frozen moon world (Algus) in unknown sector[/u]
[i]The moon Algus floats midly about its mother planet, Aegis. Quietly harboring its land of ice and freezing chill but within on the small remnants of a once renowned civilization lies a preserved underground facility... One of pre war research and distant technology not previously encountered as of now... Within the miles of blockade ice is the Lab of Glacies. Within the broken pods of cryo chambers... Everything grown over with strange molds and fungi within the micro biome. Though... A signal suddenly is placed out, faint and fleeting but noticeable to the nearby traveller of high enough capability to detect the blip.
The facility lies in wait within the gigantic ice cavern deep within a crevice on the moon's surface.[/i]
[spoiler]First to respond, first come first serve,
UNLESS YOU WANT THIS TO BE THE ENTIRE TEAM DISCOVERING THAT WOULD BE FINE AND AWESOME TOO![/spoiler]
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[i]Descending into the deeper intertwining labyrinth of the labs is the team of young scouts. Everyone within the team stumble upon a large bronze like blast door with a yellow insignia painted onto it.[/i]
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[b][i]Natalie looks at the strange symbol, analyzing it, her 308 rifle in her hands now. [/i][/b]
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Edited by Xeno: 2/21/2016 1:41:57 AMKillJoy walks up first and inspects it. "Bet enough explosives could bring this down. Or my fist."
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[b]the door is frosted with ice[/b]
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"Yeah. I can definitely punch it."
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[b]wheatley walks over, alone, and finds the cave[/b]
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[spoiler]find the other team members or you cant do it lol, You were not first [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]oh okay den[/spoiler]
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[b][i]The Bear had been on a nice flight, picking the facility up on the radars. Intrigued, she flies over, weapons ready in case of something going wrong. [/i][/b]
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[spoiler]find the other team members or you cant do it lol, You were not first [/spoiler]
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Edited by Xeno: 2/20/2016 2:49:28 AM[spoiler]The only differences is the armor is black, and instead of the receipts tagged to his armor he wears a black and white American flag as a cape/scarf/cloak/hood. [/spoiler] Legend arrives in his [url=http://www.fantastic-plastic.com/MilanoArt.jpg]ship[/url]. He drops onto the surface, his black and white American flag cloak blowing in the wind. He made his way to the complex. Many weapons adorned his armor, as well as stickers and writings.
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Dahlia waits, leaning against a cold metal wall for someone to show up, as she sees Legend. "Well look who it is, the guest of honor."
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Before she could utter the words she had 2 guns aimed at her. One a revolver the other a pistol, both seemingly high tech. "Talk." His voice was American, metallic and cold.
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Before the Paladin can talk, Dahlia has already slid her sword across the floor and colliding with Legend's feet, making him fall over. The mercenary then puts her booted leg on his neck, holding a giant revolver to his helmet. "I'm a bitch you don't want to mess with, a bitch on your team. And Christ, have more manners around ladies."
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Edited by Xeno: 2/20/2016 5:22:50 AMHe slams his foot on the sword, stopping it. As she jumps at him he catches her by the throat and holds her up. His armored fist threatening to break her neck. He stares at her through his helmet. "Don't. -blam!-. With. Me."
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Dahlia shoves him off of her. "Dahlia, you damn bastard. We're both Pioneers."
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"And? I'm not one to take chances." He sighs and begins to walk past her and towards the complex.
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"I'm not gonna hurt you; thought we could see what the hell is in this place, but you don't need to be an asswipe."
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"You can start on the right foot to not call me asswipe."
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"Fine, you're rude. Apologize, and learn manners while you're at it."
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"Nah."
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"Then I'll take the high road." Dahlia extends her hand, covered by a black leather glove. "Dahlia Silverjaw, professional mercenary and bitch, former Chamion of Barton Prime."
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He declines the shake. "Call me KillJoy. Merc. Former super soldier."
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"I prefer Legend, thank you. C'mon, give me a shake. It's impolite."
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He sighs and shakes. "There."
