Red Team Finale

[voidtreckermods]

Throughout the week the red team worked tirelessly, hiding, sneaking, fighting when needed, all to try and figure out the location of the mega weapon that had been rumoured.

Their detective work led them to a remote part of one of the planets, magic and technology had not found anything on this planet but with the information gathered by the many of red team throughout the week they are able to arrive at exact coordinates. And there, behind a shielding field- more advanced or just too alien to be picked up by their checks there was a small ship yard.

And there a huge ship- if it is a ship at all. It really does like a large cannon, but clearly it is meant to fly. Luckily, due to their hard work it is still on the ground. But there are soldiers in the Empire uniform working on what seem like pre flight checks. There are others in smaller fighters, ready to escort the weapon.

It is just before noon on the sixth day and the weapon seems ready to launch any time.

(OOC: Play your own monsters as much as you can here! As long as they can fight through the soldiers they can secure the weapon- it isn't unstable or anything so they don't need to worry about it exploding or such things. The soldiers aim is to get it through the worm hole to fire at the planet and they will fight recklessly to achieve that goal. If they want to try and close the wormhole it will take some level of team work but as long as you come up with a plan that includes everyone that wants to be involved and is dramatic enough all is well! If they do close it then the void treckers can evac back to the train using their SCAs if they remember they can do that!)

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[badassfreakingoverlord]

A battered pickup truck stuffed to the brim with minions roared over a nearby ridge, launching into the air as its passengers cheered and brandished weapons violently in anticipation.

Then it froze in midair. An accented voice spoke out of nowhere, filling the air: "Now them Zetta boys done got themselves in a heap'a trouble. They keep this up and there ain't gonna be no more trucks in the cosmos, 'cuz we keep destroying them to film these jump scenes. There ain't even a sheriff chasin' them, they's just stupid."

The scene unfroze, and the truck slammed into the ground, grinding the axles on the ground and making the tires whine before they caught traction again. One sweet Tokyo drift that sideswiped a few hapless and baffled Empire soldiers, then the truck reached the weapon proper. Minions exploded out of it like it was a spring-loaded clown car.

"Hey there, megaweapon!" said the sonorous tones of Crispin Freeman a familiar book, smirking from its position still inside the truck. "Your new Overlord is here!"

Reaction; Open to whoever's sneaking with her.

[unfavorableinstigation]

The sneaking groups' methods had, ultimately, been more efficient than mere trial-and-error, the results provide them with more than enough of a window of opportunity.

That didn't mean Nita didn't want to facepalm when Zetta made his shipyard debut, but it wasn't worth the distinctive clunk hitting her helmet would cause.

As she shook her head, though, she spotted those fighters. And there was one other avenue they should probably ensure got closed.

"If Zetta doesn't get himself blasted," she subvocalised, using the suits' own systems rather than mind-to-mind, "think we can make it to one of their ships, set out for the wormhole? Now might be the best time to seal the thing outright."

There was still a chance they'd have to intervene in this pending disaster directly, of course, but it wouldn't do to have all their eggs in one basket, so to speak.

[so_dark_a_road]

Fight, fight, fight! (On the ground):

Curufin, and anybody who came in the fighter craft with him, landed at a distance from those who were sneaking towards the shielded shipyard that concealed the mega-weapon. He wasn't the only one who had come on this mission to make it possible for the stealth group to reach the weapon. There were other Void Warriors, and all meant to battle their way through the Empire forces that were guarding the shipyard.

Battle took place very quickly, as the Empire soldiers realized, to their dismay, that their weapon's location had been discovered. In coordination with others, Curufin charged in, blaster in one hand, sword in the other. He fired with deadly accuracy, and when the fighting became hand-to-hand, he slashed and stabbed with his sword and fired the blaster whenever he could get a shot off and not risk killing a teammate.

But more Empire soldiers came out of the shipyard and from encampments near it, and the Void Warriors were soon drastically outnumbered. But Curufin had an ace up his sleeve. He had a sorcerous power, that of casting a vision into the minds of others, and the images could be accompanied by feelings of terror and aversion that might even last for months or years. He remembered Eva Iden'no's pokemon images from her pokedex. Specifically, of the gyarados. This image would do very well, he thought, with a grim smile. Since his vision-casting ability depended on a medium of transmission, namely, his voice, he filled his lungs with a deep breath of air and cried out in a voice of thunder: "Look above you, soldiers of the Empire of Stars!!! Your fate is upon you, your doom is sealed!"

He seriously hoped that the enemy soldiers all had minds that were capable of falling prey to this illusion. He poured all his power into this effort, creating not only the gyarados in those susceptible minds, but an ambient darkness that would seem to surround the Empire soldiers and evoke a deadly fear, a inexorable feeling that all was lost. The vision existed in the minds of those who were its target, not in the actual world, but the targets would not be able to tell the difference. They would look up and see an immense dragon-like creature that rolled and twisted in the air and plunged towards them, mouth open and razor-sharp teeth ready to tear and rend. This being looked like a cross between a creature of the air and a monster of the sea, and the darkness around it was oceanic and filled the air with waves of horror that struck the viewers with great force.

Curufin strove not to let the vision spill over in its full horror into the minds of his companions, but it is likely they would catch glimpses of it.

Many of the Empire soldiers looked up and their faces showed their fear. Some fought anyway, but some began to run for cover.


Fight, fight, fight! (In the fighter craft, in space):

Curufin took the fighter back up to provide cover and distraction for those who will attempt to close the wormhole. "In position!" he radioed, and he kept watch for any Empire ships that might be watching or pursuing.

[rieper]

I. Stealth Fighting

There were multiple ways to take care of the weapon as a threat. Ideally, 47 would like to take over the weapon and use it against the enemy. Unfortunately, upon seeing it and how many people it would take to operate it 47 highly doubted that would be an option. At best perhaps it could be used on the ground to fire and cause destruction around the immediate area, or perhaps causing it to overload and explode would decimate the enemy's troops and destroy the weapon itself in the process which would be great.

As a last resort 47 figured it could always be done with Red Team's usual finesse: just kill all the enemies and take over the area. That seemed to be a likely scenario and perhaps the easiest for their skill at attacking.

47 didn't what happened as long as the mission was completed. This would have been simple if he were by himself. However, he could use the chaos to his advantage whether he ended up working with other Red Team members or not. His primary goal on the ground was to keep out of sight and combat the enemy in short bursts that allowed him to pursue a passage towards the main deck or engine room. Either area would allow him to access and disable the weapon in one form or fashion. 47 was fully prepared to either hijack the controls or cause an explosion that disabled the flight or weapon portions of the craft.

The hitman took full advantage of his "borrowed" uniform and walked on board the weapon-ship as if he belonged. Then he slowly picked off the enemy personnel as he made his way through the craft. A headlock took out one guard who had strayed his patrol too far away from the sight of others; a slit throat with one of his knives took out an engineer before he could alert the any others of a stray soldier wandering around. He took soldiers and technicians by surprise as he slowly and methodically took advantage of the fighting outside distracting them from their work inside. The enemy number working on the craft preparing it slowly dwindled, and 47 made his way further inside and closer to disabling the weapon by any means necessary.