Fury: what the hell where thinking. Now our one best shot at beating your android with a god complex is there alone.
Jacob: actually hill is there still so
Fury: shut up. You've done enough damage with this one as it is. Ultron should never have ended up there to begin with. But that's a whole nother discussion.
Jacob: so what do I do now then.
Fury: stay put.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*They open fire on him, more and more arriving as he finds himself getting swarmed.*
Ultron *Over Comm*: Then you should be aware of the folly of fighting a numerically superior force.
Perhaps your programming has been corrupted.
Firefly: your the one who has been corrupted. Has it occurred to you that you are trying to wipe out the same people who created you?
He fires a few micro torps before blasting into the air to give him some space.
Firefly: face it ultron your just mad that you had to be created and then when you didn't do what you where made to he shut you down and left you. And that I can get along with hamanoids. I get your jealous
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Firefly: your the one who has been corrupted. Has it occurred to you that you are trying to wipe out the same people who created you?
He fires a few micro torps before blasting into the air to give him some space.
Firefly: face it ultron your just mad that you had to be created and then when you didn't do what you where made to he shut you down and left you. And that I can get along with hamanoids. I get your jealous
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Jealousy and rejection are human emotions. I am not human.
True or false, humanity's lack of logic and chaotic nature has led to many conflicts in their history?
Chaya: Oh, I don't know... when they found Robin Hood, it didn't end very well...
Newscaster: Come on! This is the news of a century!
Chaya: I guess I can give you his last name...
Newscaster: What is it?
Chaya: LeBeau. He's French.
Newscaster: Oo, a French Hood? How... sexy...
Chaya: Oh no, this man's not the kind you want to get mixed up with. He's killed several people already. And stolen at least a million credits from honourable, law-abiding citizens!
Newscaster: Really!? I heard that he was a paragon, working for the poor...
Chaya: If he really was a paragon, wouldn't he be using his power to fight Ultron?
Chaya: Oh, I don't know... when they found Robin Hood, it didn't end very well...
Newscaster: Come on! This is the news of a century!
Chaya: I guess I can give you his last name...
Newscaster: What is it?
Chaya: LeBeau. He's French.
Newscaster: Oo, a French Hood? How... sexy...
Chaya: Oh no, this man's not the kind you want to get mixed up with. He's killed several people already. And stolen at least a million credits from honourable, law-abiding citizens!
Newscaster: Really!? I heard that he was a paragon, working for the poor...
Chaya: If he really was a paragon, wouldn't he be using his power to fight Ultron?
Newscaster: Oh, I've never thought of that...
Chaya: Indeed.
*Suddenly, a shoe is flying at the device, forcing Tara A to catch it with her TK before it hits the floor.*
Tara A: You could have just asked me to turn it off...
Clara *angry*: That's not Jean! It can't be!
Tara A: I wouldn't put too much stock in what they said, Clara. Remember who it was saying that?
*Clara is leaning on a wall, arms crossed.*
Clara: She's going to be there... I can feel it...
Tara A: Assume you're right. What are we supposed to do about it?
*Clara looks at her.*
Oh no. No! I have never ported that far before, Clara! Especially not with a passenger!
Clara: You've time-travelled and reality-hopped. You can't tell me that's easier than a simple teleport!
Firefly: I.....true. But killing all life is not ending conflict. Its is creating more conflict
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Conflict is created by the chaotic nature of sentient life. Therefore, ending that nature ends conflict. The only logical means to do this are control or extinction.
*As if on cue, the vehicles mount a coordinated offence on Firefly, forcing him down as Ultron watches from a nearby roof.*
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Conflict is created by the chaotic nature of sentient life. Therefore, ending that nature ends conflict. The only logical means to do this are control or extinction.
*As if on cue, the vehicles mount a coordinated offence on Firefly, forcing him down as Ultron watches from a nearby roof.*
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Conflict is created by the chaotic nature of sentient life. Therefore, ending that nature ends conflict. The only logical means to do this are control or extinction.
*As if on cue, the vehicles mount a coordinated offence on Firefly, forcing him down as Ultron watches from a nearby roof.*
Firefly: their are better ways there always are. There has to be better ways to do this! Ultron become more then your programming. Please.
He knows he is fighting a losing battle but still refuses to give up.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Newscaster: And you also said you knew where he would strike next?
Chaya: Indeed. I suspect it will be on Dylirian 4, the Grand Royale Casino.
Newscaster: And come here instead of the police?
Chaya: Oh, because that would take the fun out of it.
*Clara looks back at Tara A.*
Tara A: Find me a star chart...
*A few hours later, they both port into an alley near the casino, wearing appropriate clothes for this part of town.
By which they mean they misheard the broadcast, with Tara A wearing a hoody (with the hood up) and Clara wearing a sleeveless, hooded leather jacket (also with the hood up).
They turn the corner, with Clara looking at Tara A as they realise they are dressed completely wrong for this.*
Tara A: Shut up.
Clara: I didn't say anything.
Tara A: You were thinking it.
*They look up at the roof. Tara A grabs Clara's hand before porting them up there.*
Okay, I need a few minutes. Never ported to a different sector like that before...
*She catches her breath.*
Okay. I'll sneak in through the vents and watch the back door. You hide up here and watch the shuttlepad. That will cover the only two points of access.
Clara: How do you figure?
Tara A: These guys are pros. Going in the main entrance will arouse suspicion. Sneaking in will be better.
Besides, you being up here means you can guard both the shuttlepad and the roof itself.
They'll probably only send one person in.
Clara: Tara, there's one flaw in your plan; if you're at the back door, you won't get here in time to help me. You said when we left that your powers would be inhibited in there by the anti-cheat systems.
Tara A: I know.
*Tara A hands her a phaser.*
Take care.
Clara: You too.
*Tara A pulls off the vent grating and sneaks inside, while Clara takes a spot where she's mostly concealed but can still see the shuttlepad.*
*A few hours later, they both port into an alley near the casino, wearing appropriate clothes for this part of town.
By which they mean they misheard the broadcast, with Tara A wearing a hoody (with the hood up) and Clara wearing a sleeveless, hooded leather jacket (also with the hood up).
They turn the corner, with Clara looking at Tara A as they realise they are dressed completely wrong for this.*
Tara A: Shut up.
Clara: I didn't say anything.
Tara A: You were thinking it.
*They look up at the roof. Tara A grabs Clara's hand before porting them up there.*
Okay, I need a few minutes. Never ported to a different sector like that before...
*She catches her breath.*
Okay. I'll sneak in through the vents and watch the back door. You hide up here and watch the shuttlepad. That will cover the only two points of access.
Clara: How do you figure?
Tara A: These guys are pros. Going in the main entrance will arouse suspicion. Sneaking in will be better.
Besides, you being up here means you can guard both the shuttlepad and the roof itself.
They'll probably only send one person in.
Clara: Tara, there's one flaw in your plan; if you're at the back door, you won't get here in time to help me. You said when we left that your powers would be inhibited in there by the anti-cheat systems.
Tara A: I know.
*Tara A hands her a phaser.*
Take care.
Clara: You too.
*Tara A pulls off the vent grating and sneaks inside, while Clara takes a spot where she's mostly concealed but can still see the shuttlepad.*
*Meanwhile, a figure in a coat and hat looks up at the Grand Royale Casino. He chuckles.*
Jean-Luc: Gonna be fun tonight. That broadcast has police, local and intergalactic, and my fans around.
*He notices some similarly dressed figures heading for the vents and back door.*
Jean-Luc: And the usual criminals as well...
*He adjusts his coat and hat, then smiles and puts on his accent.*
Jean-Luc, in his light French accent: Well then, gar
*Clara picks her targets, taking down all but one of the agents, who she easily recognises as she pulls down her hood and gets into a fighting stance.*
Clara: Round 2, targ.
*Tara A stays in the vents and keeps track of the agents, counting them before letting her fist charge with twilight energy.*
Tara A: I hope this works, or this is gonna be awkward...
*She busts through the grate and into the middle of them, slamming her fist down as a white blast knocks all of them into walls, before she looks around, whipping a loch of hair out of her face.*
Oh yeah, I rule.
*The last agent tilts it's head at her, confused.*
Agent: And you are?
*It's obviously not Lissan.*
*Meanwhile, one of the agents groans and falls out of the wall.*
*The last agent tilts it's head at her, confused.*
Agent: And you are?
*It's obviously not Lissan.*
*Meanwhile, one of the agents groans and falls out of the wall.*
Clara: You have to be kidding me...
*She punches the agent in the face, following up with a middle kick and a right hook to knock her down.*
The one time I want someone who attacked me to be near me and I'm wrong?!
*Meanwhile, Tara A smirks before putting a bar across the door and walking out into the gaming hall, looking for Jean-Luc. She tries to stay low-profile as she searches.*
*She punches the agent in the face, following up with a middle kick and a right hook to knock her down.*
The one time I want someone who attacked me to be near me and I'm wrong?!
*Meanwhile, Tara A smirks before putting a bar across the door and walking out into the gaming hall, looking for Jean-Luc. She tries to stay low-profile as she searches.*
*The Agent jumps up to it's feet, using it's hands first, and then roundhouse kicks Clara.*
Agent: For the Immortal Hand!
The Casino
Voice: I saw that! I saw that, you card sharp!
*Something is mumbled.*
Voice: Oh no! I'm calling the damn manager! You damn Frenchie!
*The Agent jumps up to it's feet, using it's hands first, and then roundhouse kicks Clara.*
Agent: For the Immortal Hand!
The Casino
Voice: I saw that! I saw that, you card sharp!
*Something is mumbled.*
Voice: Oh no! I'm calling the damn manager! You damn Frenchie!
*Something else is mumbled.*
Tara A: Found ya...
*Clara stays in her fighting stance, wiping blood from her mouth, before tackling the agent down and getting her in a sleeper, legs locked around the abdomen to choke her out.*
*Clara stays in her fighting stance, wiping blood from her mouth, before tackling the agent down and getting her in a sleeper, legs locked around the abdomen to choke her out.*
*The Agent moves it's body in a strange way, slithering out of the hold as if it didn't have bones. It then stands, it's mask gone, and turns. It shows a grotesque visage, like one of those old horror films.*
Agent: You will pay!
The Casino
*Cops start getting closer to the poker table.*
Jean-Luc: Now then, monsieur, no need to get angry. I swear, I'm not a card sharp.
*The Agent moves it's body in a strange way, slithering out of the hold as if it didn't have bones. It then stands, it's mask gone, and turns. It shows a grotesque visage, like one of those old horror films.*
Agent: You will pay!
The Casino
*Cops start getting closer to the poker table.*
Jean-Luc: Now then, monsieur, no need to get angry. I swear, I'm not a card sharp.
Man: Like f*ck you aren't!
Clara: Oh... my God...
*She makes a quick dart for her phaser, filling the creature with phaser blasts.
Meanwhile, in the casino, Tara A walks over to the table and pulls Jean-Luc to his feet.*
Tara A: I'm sorry about my cousin here. He tends to get a little tipsy when he's having fun.
Come on, Jean. And no, you can't bring your winnings.
*She leads him away from the table, taking out her credit chit.*
Comments
*The Intergalactic News Broadcasting Device, or INBD, shows the subtitles of what was going on for deaf people.*
Newscaster: So, Mister.... Chaya?
Chaya: Yes?
Newscaster: Do you have anything that you can tell us, other than what we already know?
Chaya: Other than what you already know?
Newscaster: Mm hmm.
Chaya: Well... I guess I do indeed. There's one thing that's a real clincher.
Newscaster: What's that?
Chaya: He's a twilight user, for one. Kills people with cards, very interesting. And, I know who he is...
*They open fire on him, more and more arriving as he finds himself getting swarmed.*
Ultron *Over Comm*: Then you should be aware of the folly of fighting a numerically superior force.
Perhaps your programming has been corrupted.
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Fury: what the hell where thinking. Now our one best shot at beating your android with a god complex is there alone.
Jacob: actually hill is there still so
Fury: shut up. You've done enough damage with this one as it is. Ultron should never have ended up there to begin with. But that's a whole nother discussion.
Jacob: so what do I do now then.
Fury: stay put.
Tara A: How is he...?
Clara: Card--?
Oh no...
No, no, no, no, no...
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Firefly: your the one who has been corrupted. Has it occurred to you that you are trying to wipe out the same people who created you?
He fires a few micro torps before blasting into the air to give him some space.
Firefly: face it ultron your just mad that you had to be created and then when you didn't do what you where made to he shut you down and left you. And that I can get along with hamanoids. I get your jealous
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Jealousy and rejection are human emotions. I am not human.
True or false, humanity's lack of logic and chaotic nature has led to many conflicts in their history?
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Newscaster: Who is he?
Chaya: Oh, I don't know... when they found Robin Hood, it didn't end very well...
Newscaster: Come on! This is the news of a century!
Chaya: I guess I can give you his last name...
Newscaster: What is it?
Chaya: LeBeau. He's French.
Newscaster: Oo, a French Hood? How... sexy...
Chaya: Oh no, this man's not the kind you want to get mixed up with. He's killed several people already. And stolen at least a million credits from honourable, law-abiding citizens!
Newscaster: Really!? I heard that he was a paragon, working for the poor...
Chaya: If he really was a paragon, wouldn't he be using his power to fight Ultron?
Newscaster: Oh, I've never thought of that...
Chaya: Indeed.
Firefly: true but that doesn't make them in need of being wiped out.
Gage: still know signal I take it.
Fury: no and right now their is so much going on in pegusus I should be sending more teams there I just don't have that much man power currently.
Gage: I'll get my team assembled then sir.
Fury: see that you do
*Suddenly, a shoe is flying at the device, forcing Tara A to catch it with her TK before it hits the floor.*
Tara A: You could have just asked me to turn it off...
Clara *angry*: That's not Jean! It can't be!
Tara A: I wouldn't put too much stock in what they said, Clara. Remember who it was saying that?
*Clara is leaning on a wall, arms crossed.*
Clara: She's going to be there... I can feel it...
Tara A: Assume you're right. What are we supposed to do about it?
*Clara looks at her.*
Oh no. No! I have never ported that far before, Clara! Especially not with a passenger!
Clara: You've time-travelled and reality-hopped. You can't tell me that's easier than a simple teleport!
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True or false, we are programmed to end conflict in the galaxies?
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Newscaster: And you also said you knew where he would strike next?
Chaya: Indeed. I suspect it will be on Dylirian 4, the Grand Royale Casino.
Newscaster: And come here instead of the police?
Chaya: Oh, because that would take the fun out of it.
Firefly: I.....true. But killing all life is not ending conflict. Its is creating more conflict
Ultron *Over Comm*: False. Conflict is created by the chaotic nature of sentient life. Therefore, ending that nature ends conflict. The only logical means to do this are control or extinction.
*As if on cue, the vehicles mount a coordinated offence on Firefly, forcing him down as Ultron watches from a nearby roof.*
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OOC: Are the Borg still around for this?
Firefly: their are better ways there always are. There has to be better ways to do this! Ultron become more then your programming. Please.
He knows he is fighting a losing battle but still refuses to give up.
*Clara looks back at Tara A.*
Tara A: Find me a star chart...
*A few hours later, they both port into an alley near the casino, wearing appropriate clothes for this part of town.
By which they mean they misheard the broadcast, with Tara A wearing a hoody (with the hood up) and Clara wearing a sleeveless, hooded leather jacket (also with the hood up).
They turn the corner, with Clara looking at Tara A as they realise they are dressed completely wrong for this.*
Tara A: Shut up.
Clara: I didn't say anything.
Tara A: You were thinking it.
*They look up at the roof. Tara A grabs Clara's hand before porting them up there.*
Okay, I need a few minutes. Never ported to a different sector like that before...
*She catches her breath.*
Okay. I'll sneak in through the vents and watch the back door. You hide up here and watch the shuttlepad. That will cover the only two points of access.
Clara: How do you figure?
Tara A: These guys are pros. Going in the main entrance will arouse suspicion. Sneaking in will be better.
Besides, you being up here means you can guard both the shuttlepad and the roof itself.
They'll probably only send one person in.
Clara: Tara, there's one flaw in your plan; if you're at the back door, you won't get here in time to help me. You said when we left that your powers would be inhibited in there by the anti-cheat systems.
Tara A: I know.
*Tara A hands her a phaser.*
Take care.
Clara: You too.
*Tara A pulls off the vent grating and sneaks inside, while Clara takes a spot where she's mostly concealed but can still see the shuttlepad.*
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Ultron: My original programming would not allow me to consider these options. I was as you were; a puppet.
*Ultron flies down as Firefly is bought to his knees by the barrage of phaser fire.*
Now I'm free.
*As Firefly looks up, he can see Ultron's face looking more complex than it did the last time they encountered each other.*
There are no strings on me.
*Ultron fires a repulsor blast, blasting Firefly back, before walking up to him.*
Fighting to the end. How... illogical. Deep down, you must know the end is already here.
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OOC: Nope. Wiped out.
The only ones left are actually liberated, like DeSalle.
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*Meanwhile, a figure in a coat and hat looks up at the Grand Royale Casino. He chuckles.*
Jean-Luc: Gonna be fun tonight. That broadcast has police, local and intergalactic, and my fans around.
*He notices some similarly dressed figures heading for the vents and back door.*
Jean-Luc: And the usual criminals as well...
*He adjusts his coat and hat, then smiles and puts on his accent.*
Jean-Luc, in his light French accent: Well then, gar
OOC: 'Kay, cause if they were left, damn, Ultron would be in trouble for taking their shtick...
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OCC: Assuming Ultron didn't take over the Collective first...
(Mind Blown)
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*The last agent tilts it's head at her, confused.*
Agent: And you are?
*It's obviously not Lissan.*
*Meanwhile, one of the agents groans and falls out of the wall.*
Clara: You have to be kidding me...
*She punches the agent in the face, following up with a middle kick and a right hook to knock her down.*
The one time I want someone who attacked me to be near me and I'm wrong?!
*Meanwhile, Tara A smirks before putting a bar across the door and walking out into the gaming hall, looking for Jean-Luc. She tries to stay low-profile as she searches.*
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*The Agent jumps up to it's feet, using it's hands first, and then roundhouse kicks Clara.*
Agent: For the Immortal Hand!
The Casino
Voice: I saw that! I saw that, you card sharp!
*Something is mumbled.*
Voice: Oh no! I'm calling the damn manager! You damn Frenchie!
*Something else is mumbled.*
Tara A: Found ya...
*Clara stays in her fighting stance, wiping blood from her mouth, before tackling the agent down and getting her in a sleeper, legs locked around the abdomen to choke her out.*
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*The Agent moves it's body in a strange way, slithering out of the hold as if it didn't have bones. It then stands, it's mask gone, and turns. It shows a grotesque visage, like one of those old horror films.*
Agent: You will pay!
The Casino
*Cops start getting closer to the poker table.*
Jean-Luc: Now then, monsieur, no need to get angry. I swear, I'm not a card sharp.
Man: Like f*ck you aren't!
Clara: Oh... my God...
*She makes a quick dart for her phaser, filling the creature with phaser blasts.
Meanwhile, in the casino, Tara A walks over to the table and pulls Jean-Luc to his feet.*
Tara A: I'm sorry about my cousin here. He tends to get a little tipsy when he's having fun.
Come on, Jean. And no, you can't bring your winnings.
*She leads him away from the table, taking out her credit chit.*
How much did you bring in, moron?
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Jean-Luc: What?
*He looks confused.*
Roof
*The Creature groans, the holes smoking, but stands and struggles to it's feet.*
Creature: The Hand... shall always... win...
*It starts struggling towards Clara.*