(Open RP) Las Vegas - Escaping Area 51

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(Open RP) Las Vegas - Escaping Area 51 Oct 7, 2019 0:43:45 GMT

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Post by Prince Tidus Adasca on Oct 7, 2019 0:43:45 GMT

As his uncle spoke what could possibly be his final denial of the fact that he was horribly outmatched, Tidus sighed. He really did not want to kill Iosef...he merely wanted him to answer for his crimes. Punishment could be meted out -then-. However, if it came down to his Uncle, or him? He would have no issue taking the older man out. This...this 'thing'...this "Neuroxis", the effects were intoxicating. The power was unbelievable, and it seemingly had absorbed, and incorporated, nearly every system in his armor, and enhanced it. This was made brutally apparent when the Harvester armor activated its stealth system, and tried to disappear from view. Before, Tidus would have had issues finding the other suit. Now? It may as well have had strobe lights, and a sign saying 'HIT ME!' Tidus could see the other as clear as day. The missiles were easily dealt with...the energy building up in his hands was simply directed at them, and took them out of the sky before they were even close to posing a threat.

He hadn't even had to think about it...it just -happened-.

The same could be said about every single punch thrown at Neuroxis. Each one was blocked, or dodged, with extreme ease. It was as if the other suit was moving in slow motion....Tidus could see, feel, taste, and smell every action before it happened. Each stimuli became a trigger to a reactionary movement, instinctual...primal. Right now? Tidus felt like he couldn't be touched....and it was true.

With every block, and every dodge, the black-fanged grin spread further across the face of the abomination. Then, as Iosef threw a hard right at the face of Neuroxis, it was caught, and the creature laughed. The older man tried to free his hand, but to no avail. Pulling him up off the ground, Neuroxis stared him in the face, ice in his black and orange eyes.

"Futile. We warned you. Now? You must be taught a lesson in humility." Returning the favor from earlier, Tidus closed his hand as hard as he could, and he felt the gauntlet of the Harvester armor collapse under the pressure....then Iosef's hand. With a wicked, evil grin, the earlier words spoken were spat back in the elder warrior's face. "There's no shame in crying out. Come now, we know you want to. Let. us. TASTE....YOUR....FEAR!!!" Each of the words spoken in the final sentence were punctuated with a hard strike to the armor covering Iosef's chest. With a mighty roar, Neuroxis whipped the other man over his head, and threw him hard at the nearest car. People were running, screaming in terror as the symbiote stalked down the street toward his foe. He walked slowly, purposefully, knowing that his victory was at hand any time he wished it. Even when the Harvester armor got to its feet, and picked up the very car it had hit, there wasn't a hesitation in the step of the alien creature. When the car was thrown at him, his arms shot up, sending tendrils of swirled black and orange into it's path, deflecting it away through the second floor windows of the hotel to their right.

"You cannot stop us, Uncle. Your defeat is inevitable, a foregone conclusion. You must answer for what you have done to our family!"

Suddenly, the suit went invisible. This wasn't the active camouflage system that was contained in the Harvester suit. This was true invisibility, and it had just -happened-, as if the symbiote =knew= what to do at that exact moment. It well and truly -had- heavily enhanced every aspect of the Reaper scout suit...and taken it to levels that Tidus couldn't have dreamed. He was literally tearing one of the finest warriors Arkania had ever seen to pieces....and he wasn't even breaking a sweat. With a burst of speed, he was again in the dented armor face of his Uncle. Moving behind him, the suit's hands turned again into the tendrils of black, and engulfed the helmet of the heavy suit. Pulling him again into the air, he began to spin him around his head, swinging the heavy suit around like it was a toy. After about five spins, he released Iosef, sending him flying through the side of a skyscraper, and crashing through the building.

This fight was about to reach its climax.

In the back of his mind, Tidus could hear one small beeping, seemingly coming from deep within the suit. It was then that he realized that the emergency transponder had activated upon the symbiote taking over Tidus' body....and it was now broadcasting on all frequencies to anyone listening, unbeknownst to the young man inside. His head was now solely focused on the task at hand.

::To any Republic or Arkanian-friendly forces in close proximity. There is a member of the Royal family in severe distress, please send any and all assistance to this location.::

If there were any ships in orbit, or military facilities nearby, they would most certainly be able to pick up the distress call......

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(Open RP) Las Vegas - Escaping Area 51 Oct 8, 2019 1:31:23 GMT

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Post by Iosef Adasca "The Harvester" on Oct 8, 2019 1:31:23 GMT

This was starting to get annoying now....

He had been blasted and thrown through several buildings now...and it was taking its toll. His hand was crushed, his armor was experiencing malfunctions and failures in nearly every single system. Even his HUD was flickering, almost non-functioning. This was all at the hands of what amounted to a science geek!! How?? How was doing this?? It boggled the elder Adasca's mind. This was just unbelievable! He was going to die at the hands of a GORRAM CHILD!!! Countless impossible battles survived, and this was the way he went out? It just wasn't possible!!!

Iosef got to his feet, and shook the debris off his body. The entire right arm of the suit hung limp at his side, the actuators shattered from impacting this building...not to mention the bones in Iosef's arm were broken severely. Tidus was continuing his slow, methodical walk towards him....stalking him....approaching his prey. Blinking slowly, Iosef managed to get himself moving forward. If this was his fate, he would meet it head on.

::Harvest lead, this is Thresher. We have your location, and we are inbound. Grab some cover, we are coming in hot.::

Oh, thank the Whills!! Transmissions showed that two speedercraft with troops, weapons, and containment measures. Originally, it was a backup plan in case the Zabrak had gotten the better of him, but it would work the same on Tidus. Sending an affirmative, Iosef moved himself deeper into the building, and listened.

The two speedercraft rounded the corners at either end of the street, blocking Tidus from coming any closer to Iosef. With a quiet 'piff' several electrodes were sent out, hitting the ground around Tidus, sending up an energy field all around him. This was the very same stasis field technology Loki had used against Carnage, and it was just as effective. The Prince was stopped dead in his tracks.

The vehicles rapidly approached, and skidded to a stop. From the rear of each, troops poured out...twenty four in all, weapons drawn, and all aimed at the symbiote-covered target. Forming a ring around him, they all kept the slugthrower weapons trained on Tidus. From above, two more Harvester suits landed by the shattered building. Iosef came out to meet them, his faceplate opening as he approached.

"I owe you guys one for this. The so-called 'Prince' seems to have discovered a new technology, and it's a doozy. Get me his power core...I need to know what the hell makes this thing tick."

With a simple nod, both men turned, and made for where they had captured the orange and black clad Tidus. With the press of a button, the field tightened, and constricted, in essence becoming a net that the combined might of Tidus and Neuroxis could not escape. With a mighty thrust, one of the troopers in the Harvester suits launched his gauntleted hand into the chest of the orange and black suit, piercing it and pushed deeper. When he felt what he thought was the power core, he ripped the gauntlet back out, and looked. Indeed, he had been correct...and the power core, albeit strange looking, was now removed.

From his vantage point at the base of the building he had so recently been sent through, Iosef watched with glee as the power core was ripped from the chest of the new prototype. He was intrigued further when the suit seemed to retreat back into the compartment where Tidus kept his lightsaber. Limping over, he made his way over to the boy, still trapped in the stasis field. As he neared, he opened the entire front of his suit, and stepped out. Walking over to him, he sneered.

"You almost had me, boy. I have to give you credit for that. Now, however, your death won't be quick. It won't be honorable. I will spend my every waking moment ensuring you suffer in the most horrifically painful ways I can imagine, and savor every moment of your agony."

Reaching down, he pressed a button on the outside of the panel that contained Tidus' weapon, and took it out. Handing it to one of the others, he gave the order to keep it separate from the power core, and take it back to their FOB. There, they could study this new suit in depth, and find out what made it tick. He turned back to Tidus, and with a wave of his hand, the stasis field dropped, and the Prince dropped to the ground on his knees. Bending down, and reaching out, Iosef grabbed the Prince's chin as the troopers closed in, and began to restrain him.

"I told you...I bow to no one!!" With a look that could kill, Iosef backhanded the immobilized Prince, and shook his head in disgust. Looking to his men, he waved nonchalantly toward one of the vehicles. "Take our 'Prince' to be interrogated back at the base. I'm tired of looking at him." The trooper nodded, and slammed the butt of his rifle into Tidus' back, and pushed him forward. Loading him into the back of one of the speeders, the soldiers got the order to fall back. Filing back into their vehicles, with Iosef jumping into the front of the lead vehicle, they loaded up his damaged armor, and the small convoy moved out of Las Vegas, headed east into the desert.

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(Open RP) Las Vegas - Escaping Area 51 Oct 17, 2019 21:55:49 GMT Prince Tidus Adasca likes this

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Post by Antonia Stark on Oct 17, 2019 21:55:49 GMT

Toni couldn’t believe what was going on, even in her tired state. Why she was tired was still to be determined. Maybe she was just done with all the shit that was going on. Maybe she was just exhausted in general. The sixteen, almost seventeen-year-old had been up since she’d woken up in the cell at Area 51 if you didn’t count the fact that she’d slipped in and out of sleep during the trip to UMC and while she was there. However, she was awake enough to hear her father mention getting burgers when they returned to The Big Apple, give a nod to him in reply, and to look up and see a handsome young man in some kind of advanced suit flying around.

Soon, another suited-up figure, another male by the looks of it - possibly older as well - began to attack the young man and Toni cringed. Normally, she’d fight as well, but right now, her mind was in ‘get out of there you stubborn-ass bitch’ mode. She looked at her father, wondering where the hell Doctor Strange was, though something told her he’d meet them back in New York.

At this point, she realized she could see the fight, but it was sadly not meant to be, as the drones were taken out one by one. From what she did see? Ho-ly shit. Whatever tech was being used was far more advanced than anything the Starks ever built - no disrespect to her father or grandfather, of course. Toni was proud of her heritage and who she’d become as a person because of it. She wasn’t about to be known as one of those dumb bitches who mooch off Daddy’s bank account and drain it dry every other week - she did enjoy shopping, however, she had her own account ad didn’t like to bother her father for money. And yet somehow, he still ended up giving her some now and again.

Suddenly, for some damn reason, her mind went back to the burgers she’d been promised by her father. Even though burgers were essentially a cesspool of carbs, fat, crap and more carbs, at this point Toni would just take whatever was put in front of her. Except for hospital food, of course, which is why she thanked her lucky stars that she didn’t even have to look at that crap anymore. “Daddy,” she said while concentrating on not zonking out again and looking at her father. “When are we going to be home? I swear, all my brain is trying to tell me to do right now is eat and sleep.”

She looked out the window and watched the battle continue, man pitted against man and the seemingly older male gaining the upper hand until the symbiote-encased younger male took over the dominant role in the fight. Now that was crazy, and she had seen sme of her father’s battles and hell, even participated in a few herself by some great stroke of luck.

Luck. She chuckled at the word, as it just hadn’t been in the cards of late. “What shit luck I've had lately. The only upside is the fact I’ve been rocking all my assignments in class.” Where this sudden pessimistic view came from was something not even Toni could answer, at least not right now. Right now, she needed to focus on not losing her shit and containing her composure. If it took mumbling mantras to herself to calm the fuck down, then that’s what she would do. In this battle between herself and her brain, she’d be the one to checkmate her opponent.

“God - if you even exist, and I actually know a few, so you must - please help. I don't even care if I’m sent through some trippy mind portal, just please help me get home ‘cuz I’m bored and tired and hungry all in one.” She sighed and just laid there, seemingly giving up until she was home, her belly was full, and she was in her bed rather than in some dumb hospital gurney.

She looked around again, this time mo longer seeing the young man and sort of panicking. Where was he? What happened? Should she not have been so vain and cared more about what was going on? Perhaps. Goddammit, she thought, why did she have to give so much of a damn about herself and no about what was happening around her? She mentally kicked herself, now swearing to give more of a shit about others, even though she already did most of the time. But now that someone was possibly captured, she was blaming herself as she could have stopped it, had she not been stubborn and injured and…

Crap, was she exhausted. Her body, her mind, everything was aching and in panic mode as well as being exhausted, all at the same time. She finally gave in, laying back down and just waiting to get home.