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Not with a Bang: Finale
It's been a strange few days, between trying to complete all of the tasks needed to stabilise the solar stations and keep the shield going, keep the pandas and armadillos away and fix robots whilst smashing other robots. That's not even counting the strange events that kept happening.
They might have heard the news from those who had found themselves on a small adventure of their own that there were potentially dangerous saboteurs on the planet and indeed once they were aware there were more signs, things moved, pandas far more frightened than they should have been, robots back in areas that had been cleared.
But no sign of the saboteurs themselves as the days go on. Until the evening of the twelfth day of Imagination, the sixth day of the mission.
Everyone's SCA alerts them to an exclamation mark, the Western Control Station, where red and blue had initially went to initialise shields. Clicking on the exclamation mark will show the message. Danger: Control Station unstable. Attempt stabilisation. Situation critical.
A few seconds later there is another exclamation mark, this time on a solar station about an hours walk to the south. A herd of Violet Pandas are loose in Solar station #13, clear the station and minimise damage.
And a few moments after that there is a third exclamation mark, right where they are in the camp. Robot activity approaching. Any red team members who check will see many red rots approaching their camp.
Control Station
For those that decide to tackle this one it is clear the moment they arrive that things are not as they should be. A tree has fallen, or been felled and though it seems the station is designed to withstand falling trees it makes getting into it difficult.
Every alarm is blaring, and indeed when they get inisde their own alarms on their SCA start to flash amber. It's dangerous in here!
Something they will quickly have learned anyways. It looks like someone pressed every button, flicked every switch. Every guage is showing too high, every warning light is flashing.
It's going to take some very quick fixing before this place overloads and explodes. Hopefully their work on the stations in the last few days has taught them enough that with some very quick and diligent work they should get the situation under control.
Solar Station #13
To the south in one of the solar stations a very different situation is unfolding. Those that arrive here will find pandas... everywhere. Somehow they have gotten into the station itself and are busy chewing on wires, exploring machines they really shouldn't be exploring. Some are trying to climb the solar tower and others are just lying on the monitors, seemingly enjoying the lights.
Luckily it seems less damage can be done to the solar stations than a control station, but still, there are alarms and flashing lights and far too many pandas. It will be some work to clear them all out.
Base Camp
It doesn't take long for the robots to arrive. There are a lot, some seem very patched together, as if someone had gone around scavenging parts and remaking them. Some are large terraforming machines, others the smaller security drones. Some are even the automatons that were used for maintenance, yet here they were being put to another purpose.
As they approach the permitted of the camp they stop and six human figures step forward. All are armed with large rifle type weapons and a tall woman speaks in a loud, clear voice.
"You are trespassing on our land. You will leave this place or you will die."
She casually waves the robots forward, they attack.
They might have heard the news from those who had found themselves on a small adventure of their own that there were potentially dangerous saboteurs on the planet and indeed once they were aware there were more signs, things moved, pandas far more frightened than they should have been, robots back in areas that had been cleared.
But no sign of the saboteurs themselves as the days go on. Until the evening of the twelfth day of Imagination, the sixth day of the mission.
Everyone's SCA alerts them to an exclamation mark, the Western Control Station, where red and blue had initially went to initialise shields. Clicking on the exclamation mark will show the message. Danger: Control Station unstable. Attempt stabilisation. Situation critical.
A few seconds later there is another exclamation mark, this time on a solar station about an hours walk to the south. A herd of Violet Pandas are loose in Solar station #13, clear the station and minimise damage.
And a few moments after that there is a third exclamation mark, right where they are in the camp. Robot activity approaching. Any red team members who check will see many red rots approaching their camp.
Control Station
For those that decide to tackle this one it is clear the moment they arrive that things are not as they should be. A tree has fallen, or been felled and though it seems the station is designed to withstand falling trees it makes getting into it difficult.
Every alarm is blaring, and indeed when they get inisde their own alarms on their SCA start to flash amber. It's dangerous in here!
Something they will quickly have learned anyways. It looks like someone pressed every button, flicked every switch. Every guage is showing too high, every warning light is flashing.
It's going to take some very quick fixing before this place overloads and explodes. Hopefully their work on the stations in the last few days has taught them enough that with some very quick and diligent work they should get the situation under control.
Solar Station #13
To the south in one of the solar stations a very different situation is unfolding. Those that arrive here will find pandas... everywhere. Somehow they have gotten into the station itself and are busy chewing on wires, exploring machines they really shouldn't be exploring. Some are trying to climb the solar tower and others are just lying on the monitors, seemingly enjoying the lights.
Luckily it seems less damage can be done to the solar stations than a control station, but still, there are alarms and flashing lights and far too many pandas. It will be some work to clear them all out.
Base Camp
It doesn't take long for the robots to arrive. There are a lot, some seem very patched together, as if someone had gone around scavenging parts and remaking them. Some are large terraforming machines, others the smaller security drones. Some are even the automatons that were used for maintenance, yet here they were being put to another purpose.
As they approach the permitted of the camp they stop and six human figures step forward. All are armed with large rifle type weapons and a tall woman speaks in a loud, clear voice.
"You are trespassing on our land. You will leave this place or you will die."
She casually waves the robots forward, they attack.
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Has he got more-? Tidus doesn't even need to look far, giving a nod of his head, body ready to move. "Two o'clock! How about you deal with that big boy and I get the small fry buzzing behind ya?"
That means, he'll watch his back of irritants. The bulldozer is a difficult sight to miss, crushing tents left behind under its wheels, a giant iron ball being swung at others to catch any hiding teammates -- definitely worth taking down.
Tidus only needs to hear Piccolo's assent, and he'll start to run, quicker than most humans should be; ready to leap into the fray of sentries and the smaller automatons, his blade swinging around with the energy pulsed through it creating a circular after effect, cutting down easily those in his proximity.
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No way could Piccolo stand something so heinous. It probably hadn't looked or operated like that before the saboteurs had modified it, but Piccolo new a creation meant for harm when he saw it. It was cruel and unforgiving. Piccolo would be the same to it.
He sent a ki blast to knock the chain off it, searing it right off. That made it easier to approach and decimate it with his fists. No sense in wasting more energy than he had to--or maybe he just felt like punching something really, really hard today. It felt good.
He tried not to worry about Tidus while he was busy. The blond could handle a few small robots with ease, surely.
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For the most part, he is fine. His speed and skill with distance might not be on part with the namekians, but he knows to use what he's got, and working on the ground and with a blade is his comfort. He paints a target on himself, but only some of those beams manage to meet his barrier, while he slices forward, calls a bolt of electricity to reach a pack of bots too far for him to immediately get to: basic, but still a deterrent to mechanical pests, giving Tidus time to deal with what's in front of him.
Still, even a barrier well-used weakens, starts to create gaps where there weren't any. It's the maintenance bots that do it, becoming irritants in turn for Tidus's role as one.
Exhaustion is a pain he ignores with the light burns. Sweeps a look over to where the larger terra-forming robots are currently being dealt with by other groups. How did things get this chaotic?
But over there-
"Piccolo!" He calls out, seeing just as he finishes with the once useful machinery, now no better than scrap. "They're going after the fighters that way! Hey! How about that ki blast!?"
Piccolo will see where Tidus is pointing, where, by the wave of direction the sentries and maintenance bots are moving, they're being directed to join the
boss battleslarger threats.If only someone had the power to just cut them off from going anywhere - quick and permanent.
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Right. No sense in letting them get close to where the others were already struggling with such a hard set of foes. He could keep them out of the big battle so the others could take care of it.
Just like home anyway.
Piccolo dashed towards the wave of sentries. It wasn't that he was disregarding Tidus's suggestion but rather he wanted to use a shorter range attack to keep from potentially hitting any of their number. Otherwise, a more precise attack might take too long.
As soon as he was close enough though he let out a massive energy attack that melted and disintegrated many of the number of robots headed towards the others. The attack called Demon Wave was sort of like shotgun blast at close range, bright and powerful and spread out wide from his outwards facing palm, but didn't go out too from its starting point. It did the trick at this level of strength though.
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Well, even if his suggestion isn't exactly followed. Piccolo knows his own powers better than Tidus, and whatever version of 'big powerful thingy' he uses is better than none at all - except for that whole 'potential to wipe out teammates', but you know, Tidus has trust in Piccolo avoiding that.
The battlefield is a carnage, what was once an open campsite now a scattering of machinery, those still standing and those not. But they're getting lower, lower; Piccolo's Demon Wave catching any of those immediately in front of him, giving them no chance of retaliation. Tidus runs, going for the leftovers on the field, transferring energy into his blade. Sure, he's been learning from Piccolo how to do it without, but in these circumstances, it's the better pick. He hasn't quite got flying down either, but he can leap a good span of space, his jumps better than what used to pull off; throwing himself forward with his blade and knocking down foes before his feet even touch the ground. What an anime.
Absolutely nothing awful could be going on for other people, right?!
Tidus won't immediately interrupt Piccolo - there's enough around here for them to deal with - but he will use his SCA, try to call through due to their distance.
"Piccolo! We wanna focus here? What do you see?!"
There's still some robots around, if in smaller doses - but Piccolo has better range of sight than the sports boy. If they should move or focus here for not until anything bigger comes along --