Submissive Aftermath

[hydroxianchaos]

Hydrox, looking around, thought of any better means of transportation. Although he left his hover shoes and bike at his shack in the middle of the now burnt forest, he knew that there had to be some way they can at least reach the area near it. Yet, as usual, he still strangely did not really seem all that worried. He uttered to himself, "Man, where are motorcycles when you need them... Ah ha! In town!" He quickly turns at blood. "Quick! Do you know where the nearest civilized
area is?! I think if we go anywhere there, we are bound to find something. A car, a bike, an electric powered ice cream truck, anything!" He looks around some more. "Do you see anything we can use that isn't to far from here?"

[Pyro]

(Eh... Not too much to do, now that my character is incapacitated...)
Pyro had injected himself with some Opium. It dimmed down some of the pain, but his general feeling as well.

[bloodmeta]

Bloodmeta, looking at Hydrox, thought he had gone mad. There was no hope for them, even if they did make it to the nearest haven, they still had to be legitimate for entrance into such a place, as well as the concern of the limited access they had when they were considered legitimate.

Bloodmeta simply looked at Hydrox with no emotion, almost as cold as an iceberg, and simply said, "Se fosse assim tão fácil , então não estaríamos nesta situação , seu idiota ." And walked right on. He knew it was rude to even say that, but, he actually had a very good point. He didn't know where to go, nor when they would make it. They only had their instincts to follow, and they weren't helping as much as he hoped them to.

The sand crunched beneath his feet as he took his first step, and continued on. If he were lucky, then they may, at least, find a store house or something of the like, but, as of now, they're out in the hazardous place that's gained the title of "The Wasteland" for a reason.

(FINNISH?)

[hydroxianchaos]

Hydrox only smiles and follows right behind him. "Now, Now... Keeping
a positive attitude is best for this situation. Besides, it's not like
death is right at our faces. It may come, but that is inevitable. It
will happen when it needs to happen. Look at this beautiful landscape!
Killing Jiggily or anyone would be great here. To find a lone corpse
in the middle of a wasteland would be perfect. Like right out of a
movie. Care for a sandvich?" He takes out the other half of the
sandvich he took from his fridge a while ago. "Come on now, it's not
like, it has mold on it. Besides, I have already finished half.
Anyway, enjoy this place. Wait." He looks at the ground. He said below
his breath, "Silicon comes from sand, and computer chips come from
silicon. Then..." He takes out his pistol, he turns a few switches on
it, and then he literally used the gun as a wielder and burned the
sand until it was glass. "This glass will act as my work area, and
this aluminum foil that kept the sandvich fresh in it's case will be
the metal used for the circuits then gave the sandvich to blood. "Eat
it, now. This was in a silicon case." He then takes out the case, and
starts to burn it, onto the glass, and on top of the aluminum foil,
making small shiny metal lines on the case. "While I'm no genius on
circuits, and I can't make much from scratch, I do have the necessary
parts for a hover board. Now, if I put this here and..." He then
takes out the a small CPU unit that was a replacement from his guns
control unit, and attaches it to the spot where all of the metal lines
come together. He also takes out the old cartridge that fried his gun,
and then pulled out some wires from it, and the wielded those wires on
to the somewhat, cheap and cruddy looking computer chip. He then
attaches this main unit to his elec sword. He says, "This will swap
the swords electrical field's charge. Now the sword will repel. Do you
see any thing, like a board of wood and such? I mean, this is a waste
land, but if you find anything big and flat enough, that would be
great. Are there any broken pieces of debris lying around, about the
size of a 5ft square board? Since my sword now can repel off of
objects, it can repel off of the ground. Attach it to the bottom of
the board, and voilà! We have a hover board! Anyone could make one,
even with little experience. It will only last half an hour however,
and can only carry about 250 pounds, due to its lack of strength.
It's not going to be a jeep or anything. Sigh. At least, if we find a
board in the middle of a waste land. Well, I'm almost finished, now.
It is still going to take about a few more minutes. All I'm doing
really is making a computer chip that when attached to my weapons,
will swap it's charge. For someone who worked with circuits, they could
have done it 10 times faster than me. Now, if I didn't have my gun,
sword, and Sandvich on me, we would be effing, screwed. I could make a
glass board, but that will take hours. So... while I work on this,
tell me, what's been happening with you? They say I just went crazy,
but all that happened to me was that I opened my mind to more
possibilities. Nothing is impossible, it's only a little difficult by
human standards, and it won't be if you try. What have you learned
after all of this time? That you can trust no one? I learned that
myself." More wielding goes on as he simply stares blankly at the
almost finished repel sword. He utters something, in a sort of musical
tune, "...For all of the dangers that lie within... I am the--" Much
of what he seems to be singing is muffled by his wielding. He
continues "My empir--- I am the eg-- I've got the mast--" "Well, the
swords 85% done, but it's useless without that board. Care to do
something for the heck of it while I work here? We don't really have a
place to go. If we are close to anything, like even a dilapidated
structure, or something, I could just break off the floor boards, nail
em together, making the board we need. Are you absolutely sure you
don't see anything like a dilapidated structure, in the distance?"

(LOL I USED MICROSOFT WORD TO SPELL CHECK IT, I'M SO WITTY. *Nuked*)

[G-Virus]

( Sorry I haven't posted lately, I've been busy with TaeKwonDo practice lately.)

G arrived at his house and went inside. He sat Pyro down on a couch and went near a window.

" Gah, if we leave now, we'll get easily detected in the dark, and if we try to get some rest, Pyro will be closer to death. There is a settlement west of here. Not that far away but it still is risky...."

As G scratched the floor thinking what to do, he got an idea.

" Hm, we might have a chance of getting by minions by disguising ourselves as best as possible, but I'm not dressing Pyro up."

G decided then it would make HIS act look more believeable by saying that Pyro was his "hostage" or somethig along that line. G then put on a weird looking uniform similar to what the creature minions would wear and set out again with Pyro.

" Well, here goes. Pyro, you still good? Or at least able to survive the travel?"

G ran as best as he could with his sore legs and eyes.

" Hope this "workout" will stretch my legs out a little and get rife of the soreness, and that the adrenaline will speed up my regenerative ability for a while..."

[bloodmeta]

(Like how you disguised yourself, it just tells of how you kill minions. And it's okay G-Virus)

Stopping in his steps, he looked back at Hydrox. He knew it was common human emotion, to survive. Surely, he doesn't even feel emotion anymore. Hell, he's not even sure that he IS human anymore. But, nonetheless, he took a step towards Hydrox, illustrating his interest towards that project of his. Hydrox and electricity. They go together like peanut butter and jelly, Bloodmeta thought as he slid down the sandy hill, adding to the light amount of sand in the air. Afterward, he took a step towards the research lab, and pull out his sword. With a quick jab, he pushed, and stabbed, though the wall with ease from his blade made of collective energy. Jabbing in and out, like a saw, he made an even rectangular slab of concrete. Obviously, he tried to be as quiet as possible, as he didn't want to grab the attention of those Juggernauts. Grabbing the slab, he moved over to Hydrox and gave him the strong, yet durable rectangular slab of concrete, and watched as he made progress with the hover-board.

G-Virus: The stretch-out made the soreness almost disappear, with the audible noise of a few pops. It was obviously clear by Pyro's expression that he still had a long way to go, yet, it was still a short while until he was dead from Adv. Radiation Poisoning.

The costume felt tight around you, as the helmet's visor blinked to life giving way to many applications. It seemed to come with a map. Rather lucky, you thought, as you put on the rest of the leatherly black costume.

[hydroxianchaos]

Hydrox, now finally finished with the sword, looks at the slab, grinning a little, says, "This is gonna be fun you know." He then weilds the sword under the board, with the smoothest side on top. "Unlike my other hover craft, this baby moves by tilting. Kind of like Kirby's warp star. Ever heard of Kirby air ride? This board is basically it." He closes his eyes, looking a little nervous, says, "Let this work..." He then presses a single button on the sword and sees if it will hover.

[Luna]

...?

Luna looked at a heap, and saw some... Thing... Like a pair of feet...? In the scrap metal...? "I guess it couldn't hurt to check out what that is..." She thought to herself as she walked towards them. Even though the person there might be dead.

[bloodmeta]

With a short spark of electricity coming from the sword, the board came into life and started to hover. Bloodmeta, himself, was impressed. Not only did Hydrox's intellect give a way out of this situation, but, it actually was made from basic components that many would think as simple place-holders. Must of thought too lightly of him, Bloodmeta thought as he folded his arms over his chest and nodded, as if to signal that he was quite impressed with Hydrox's talents. But, looking up, he noticed that it was giving way into night. Night-time, the major 'oh shit' factor of the Barrens, it's unholy popularity was gained from the fact that most murderous killers, as well as fugitives, roam in search for food, water, just whatever they could find, they would take it. It wasn't a bedtime story either, this was mainly why so many people keep a Knif-ko under their pillows at night. He nudged Hydrox rather severely, saying to him in a half-hearted tone, "We need to go. Now."

Luna: Walking towards the legs, you start to see a body take it's form. It looks mangled, rather unhealthy, yet, somehow familiar. You then look at the body and noticed that it was a member of The Research Lab.

Ness. Dirtied water laid next to him, as well as blood coming from his mouth. It crusted to his skin, and stained his clothes...Wait...Is that his...?

You notice that some of his body parts were actually thrown up in a liquefied manner. The burst of vomit streams up your throat as you look at his mutilated body with disgust. Guy must of died of radiation poisoning.

(Yes, Ness is now kicked out of the RP, he quit himself. Sucks, but, there's going to be a new guy, he messaged me, so yeah. He'll join when G-Virus get's to the next town.)

Kif-Ko: This multipurpose tool was a knife in it's original collective energy form, yet, when you talk to it and ask it to become another tool, the energy shifts and makes just that. All Barreners have this in hand.

[hydroxianchaos]

Hydrox, smirking, but not acting vain, chuckles, and says, "Now, I know that the burnt forest that has my shack in it is South from here. From where my trail to the former Research Lab was, we go that way." He points to his left. "Get on!" Once they're on, he says, "Alright, once we reach the forest, we must follow a certain path to the core of the forest. Now, get ready! Hold on tight!" He gleefully tilts the board slightly down, immediatley making it thrust foward. Now, acting almost mad, he says, "HAHA! IT'S ALIVE! SQUADALA! WE ARE OFF!!!"

[bloodmeta]

He got on, and the board whisked away in a bewilding fashion, leaving only dust in their awakening.

He kept on looking around, with the slight hummer of the engine from the hover-board getting into his ears. He looked fairly serious as he did so, as well as with a pinch of tenseness in it. He looked down as the sand brushed out of their way, and said in that tone of voice that he always had, "Once we get there, we need to eat a decent meal, and sleep for the night. I'll patrol, since sleeping doesn't have a big toll on me anymore. We'll have to leave at the first sighting of sunlight. I'll wake you up when it does." He looked at himself as he started to talk normally again. Must be one of those days. Good, for they're going to need it.

[hydroxianchaos]

"Aye aye sir. Anyway, my shack is well concealed within the forest. It's practically invisible from satellites. It won't be long now until we reach the burnt forest. My shack is fireproof, so it didn't burn down. Problem is, I only have enough food to last about a night or two. At the shack, I'll be repowering my hover bike. It is much faster and powerful than this busted up thing. I also have hover shoes, but those are for me. A few replacement weapons are there as well, but they are only copies of the ones I have on me. You can say my shack is like an exact copy of my room at TRL, only with less weapons and more little gadgets of sorts. It's my little hideaway." Hydrox, not seeming to show any sign of worry, was simply making a small grin, humming some sort of tune. He says "Also, I won't be getting much sleep either. Besides monitoring and repowering my hover bike, I will also be using my computer. I can't tell why though. It's something quite personal. But I recomend you will remain on patrol. I am probably going to fall asleep anyway."

[bloodmeta]

(Damn, Luna and G-Virus, get on ;-

He looked at him with the same cold eyes hidden under the red goggles, and, if he weren't a zombified mess, he'd be giving the most sincere look that he could ever get. "Look, I understand your wanting to help, but, you get some sleep, I'll stay on patrol. Trust me, you'll need it most of all. Either way, the first second we get there, We'll take it to put all the inventory that we have inside it. I can tell that we're going to need it"

(Dammit, if the others (excluding you, Pyro) don't post, we'll have to count this RP as dead.)

[hydroxianchaos]

"Actually, I was going to stay up because I am... searching for an old friend of mine. He was my assistant. I have only started to look, and I'm not stopping yet. But let's not get into details. Beh, enough of my crappy mush talk, we need to get to my shack pronto. Besides, I sleep for less than five hours. There is only one human on this board, and you aren't looking at him. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not wearing a fur suit. But, if you insist, I'll get some shut-eye." He squints in the distance. "I think we are close to the forest. I smell something burnt."

[Luna]

She looked closer at the legs, and noticed a person. A dead one. That looked kind of familiar...
Poor guy, died because of something... Wait, is that... Blood...?
Luna couldn't stand to watch any longer at the dead body, and instead turned around and walked away from the pile.