[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Knight Errant » Wed Sep 10, 2008 4:43 pm

In the truck Julian watches as the base drops further away from sight... and part of it explodes.

He sighs. "So much for that one... I just hope we all live to fight another day..."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Shadowmaster » Wed Sep 10, 2008 4:55 pm

Ken watches the explosion. "Oh man..." he says. "I can't believe this happened." We have to find some way to stop those girls from doing this. There must be some way to stop them.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Sailor Ganymede » Wed Sep 10, 2008 5:15 pm

*Allen is taken by the girls army.*
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Mystic Mina » Wed Sep 10, 2008 5:37 pm

Ashton breathes a sigh of relief once the transport starts rolling along. Yet another battle he managed to survive....

"So, how're you doing?" He says as he turns around to face the boy he had brought in earlier. "If you're worried about that leg of yours, don't be. We'll get it fixed up in a jiff once we're in safe grounds."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Mendi-chan » Wed Sep 10, 2008 6:56 pm

As Max pulled out his eyes constantly darted from the rearview mirrors to the road ahead, searching for any pursuing girls. They really had no reason to continue following the defeated boys, the battle had already been won. They could just sit back and process any leftover info or supplies while the guys would have to scramble and regroup. Sighing quietly, he tried to take his mind off of the war as a whole. The boy had to concentrate on the road ahead... literally. All the thinking in the world wouldn't mean crap if he drove his allies off the road.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Wed Sep 10, 2008 7:38 pm

All the boys that survived now are on their way to a safe base to recuperate and perhaps plan something in retaliation. As the trucks wheel their way through the shattered Urbana, glints of glass and metal flash here and there in the sun's light. For as fast as their vehicles are going, the journey seems far slower. The pluming cloud of pink and stark black filling the sky; a banner of victory for the girls and a dismal remined of what the world might be in just a few years if nothing groundbreaking shows it's face.

The boy Ashton's talking to attempts to hold back his pained tears and nods, "Yes sir..." he can't help but wonder if his limb would be recoverably by the time they make it home. With the leg of his pants quickly cut off by a medic in the transport, the leg's true damage is shown: bits of bone and muscle protrude grotesquely from his ravaged flesh and it's a surprise he hasn't bled to death as evidenced that his entire leg is soaked in it. The boy faints, and the medic gets to work with bandages.

***
Allen resides in the back of a girl transport, unconcious.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Sailor Ganymede » Wed Sep 10, 2008 7:41 pm

*Allen wakes up.*

"Oh man where am I? Why is my arm not connected to my body? This is way too weird for me." Allen said looking around the transport in a bit of a daze.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Knight Errant » Wed Sep 10, 2008 8:23 pm

Julian looks over at the boy he rescued. "You holding up alright? It looks like we got out of that one..."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Mendi-chan » Wed Sep 10, 2008 8:58 pm

Max stays quiet, not much of a conversationalist. As the scenery rapidly passed by he tested his hands a bit. That stim injection from earlier seemed to be doing alright, but he could already start to feel it wear off. It'd be just a bit before he would be back to rapidly cutting wires, rerouting circuits, and rebooting the system like he had in the past. But hopefully the meds would be able to get him patched up quick at the rendezvous point.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby muffinstud » Wed Sep 10, 2008 10:28 pm

Dan tried to forget himself in the road. Normally he could empty his head through simple concentration. Normally the lines of the road could hypnotize him into a separate little world. Not today. Every broken shell of a car they passed, every bombed out building reminded him of the futility of it all. The crying boys in the back reminded him of how bad their efforts were faring. The pink cloud in his rear view reminded him of all their eventual fates if some deus ex machina wasn't found.

His grip tightens on the steering wheel. "This has got to end! We have to stop those girls before they destroy the world! I don't care if we have to nuke 'em all, they have to go!" He shouts at no one, but can be easily heard by the boys in the back. Dan grits his teeth and pushes his anger out at the clutch, the wheel and the gas.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Wed Sep 10, 2008 11:42 pm

The boy with the broken arm nods quietly and wipes his eyes dry with his good arm. "I'll be fine once we make it to where this can be fixed. When did the girls attack? Do you remember? Because I woke up to the firing."

The marine's in the back of Max's truck begin talking about the battle, some talking about the kills they made, others the bullets they dodged, and some just sit quietly to themselves.

Several marines nod to Dan's frustration, their own cries of anger filling the back, "Yeah! Something should be done!" or "We can't just stand around here anymore." or "There needs to be some way we can mount a defense." The boys get roused up in their fervor, readying their assault rifles. "If they show up again before we get there, they'll be fried." "Yeah!!!"

The platoon leader driving the defense vehicle looks back to Shawn, "We'll be driving ahead of the line to see if there's anything laying in wait. You ready?"

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As Allen wakes up, the girls scramble to get away from him for fear of some unknown effect from this boy's odd take to the chemical. The girl who found him musters the courage to approach him. Assuming he's still dazed, she starts examining him. "He's speaking like he's thinking...that's something common in shock victims." she shines a flashlight in his eyes. As he continues to think outloud she turns to her waiting girls, "Christ that's annoying...maybe he's just dense like that..." she moves again to examine his arms. Pulling his sleeves up reveals bulging veins laced with a flourescent pink and his skin slowly takes on a similar if dimmer color. "You," she says as she taps his head with the flashlight, "Are a freak. I've never seen anyone take FemmeX like this. We're taking you back to the asylum to see why in hell you're doing this."
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Knight Errant » Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:08 am

"Same here... woke up to the sound of us getting shelled."

"I'm glad you will be alright... Snipers gotta watch out for each other, right? We are high profile targets."

((Lols remember when I mentioned Femzilla in the first Kidaroc Myths? Looks like Neo is heading in that direction. XD))
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Sailor Ganymede » Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:11 am

"Whoa calm down. I have no idea what happened. What is with the Flashlight shining in my eyes?

All I remember is a feeling that it would be nice to take a nap and waking up here.

I don't know what you girls are talking about. Is this stuff supposed to transform me into something?

How did I get my arm severred from my body anyway. I honestly don't remember anything that happened between me falling asleep and me waking up. Honestly.

Why would you want to experiment on me? Why are my veins bulging Pink anyway?

I'm confused.

Do you mind explaining things to me?" Allen said to the girls in the truck.

*Allen honestly had no idea what happened to him. He waits for some answers.*

"Hey can anyone reattach my arm somehow?" Allen asked.

(Um Femzilla? Allen has no idea what happened to him. He was unconscious remember. Also now Allen is talking and not thinking out loud he is actually talking. He was talking to himself wondering how he got where he is now.)
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Haylie » Thu Sep 11, 2008 7:54 am

Shawn breaks his focused trance to nod. "Yes, sir. There shouldn't be a problem, sir."

He checks the .50 cal again, making sure the safety's off and nothing's blocking his view or the barrel. It's difficult to tell what his expression says. A true mystery, this boy.
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Re: Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

Postby Brnin8r » Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:47 pm

The boy Julian was speaking to smiled a little and nodded, "Well if we're not there, these other guys'll get their butts handed to 'em." he looked to the other boys in the back; some who heard nodded while others seemed a little resentful of the comment.

As the convoy makes it's way out of the urban wasteland, several faint, high-pitched whirring sounds of small engines can be heard in the distance and the fairly ominous sound of a larger engine. Shawn's defense vehicle can hear the whirring sounds easier and the louder, slower humming of the greater engine dims out the noise of the convoy in the back. A few seconds after the sounds are heard, their sources are easily distinquished. Six girls riding pink pocket bikes speed across the desert at the same pace as Shawn's ride. The louder noise is a terrifying chopper loaded with more missles than it would seem possible. "Here come the buzzards!!" the platoon leader says. "We need to make sure to take out what we can!"

***
After Allen's rambling, the girl hits his forehead with the flashlight. "You talk WAY more than you should, did you know that?" she says with obvious disdain for the boy's gender. First...you've been injured Stupid, I'm making sure what pitiful, male brain you have is still functional. We can't do much with a brain-dead soldier. And...technically you should be transformed already...considering your blood to FemmeX concentration." she taps Allen's gory stump of a shoulder which hurts A LOT, "And no...your arm was left behind. You're to be taken to the Asylum where we're going to find out just what happened to you."
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