Dino Attack: At War's End

[Atton Rand]

Graybeard is tricky. The obvious choice is Geoffrey Rush but I want to distance him from his inspiration. If Rush was used he would feel more like a Captain Estraz. Right now I'm looking at:-Gary Oldman-Danial Day Lewis-Christopher Plummer- He's getting old but I think he has the right feel. I can't really see him doing action however

OOC: If it weren't for the fact that he's been dead for sixty years I'd suggest Robert Newton. That guy practically created the modern image of a pirate. Seriously, go online and see if you can find footage of him as Long John Silver in Walt Disney's Treasure Island (the 1950 one that was their first ever live action film- not the later Treasure Planet) and/or the unofficial sequel and subsequent short-lived tv series. My mind's drawing a blank right now. I'd like to get Pierce in on the action but I can't seem to find a non-contrived way to lead him to the lab on the thirteenth floor. (He's looking for Shaw, Caver, and Hale, who all ran up there).

[PeabodySam]

OOC: Wow, Brikman. That was... quite an exhilarating read.

OOC: Do I actually have to launch a ship to be able to enjoy the fun of coming up with silly portmanteau names? I just thought it would be fun to try and come up with a bunch of bizarre and incredibly outrageous ship names and maybe it would get a laugh out of people. They were supposed to be incredibly bizarre, especially some of the more outrageous combinations (everyone who got paired with the Darkitecht, for example). Others were supposed to be ironic, like the fact that I made a ship name for Pierce and Medic even though they had a long-standing hatred of each other and never really reconciled before the latter's death (yes, they had one conversation, but they argued for about 30 seconds- Pierce relented, but it didn't exactly give him incentive to forgive Medic for removing a man's skeleton).

Err, yeah, you kind of do. If you want to come up with silly portmanteau names, by all means do so, but please don't try to disguise them as shipping names if you aren't going to actually ship them.And if these are intended for laughs, then some of these (... Ronny) fail to elicit the Intended Audience Reaction.

I doubt PeaSam will divulge his location, though. He's probably on a space station orbiting the moon.

I come from a city with a name that can only be properly pronounced by those that live there. However, as of last Wednesday, I have moved a little west of south to a place that is a little east of north, in a city which a notorious inability to pronounce one of the letters of the alphabet.Does that answer your question, avmatoran?IC: While the others were either working with Specs on the Einstein Device or leaving with Shadow, Digger, and Viper to battle the Mutant Dinos and protect the lab from the ever-increasing amount of invaders, Rex sat in his wheelchair, staring at the palms of his hands. He was not suffering another Heroic BSOD, but the cold realization from his reality check forced him to face the fact that he was going mad... and becoming more and more like his nemesis, Dr. Rex."What's it like?" Rex dared to inquire. "To be... mad?"Frozeen chuckled softly in response. "For every person, madness is different. Some people may grasp very little of reality. Some never know what time and place they are in. Some people are... err... convinced that everyone is a leprechaun out to steal their gold. But you, Rex... I fear your madness appears to be a more violent case. Unfortunately, I'm no psychiatrist and... well, I've never been good at reading people, so I can't tell you anything for certain. But, uh... look... if there's anything you need, I'll try to help as best as I can."As Rex and Frozeen conversed, Greybeard saw an elderly man in a black suit enter the lab. Greybeard immediately recognized him as the strange person who clotheslined Ata during the traitor's attempted escape, giving the old pirate the opportunity to catch up and execute the cowardly traitor. Greybeard approached the elderly man and offered him his only hand. "I apologize, me hearty, fer I did not get a chance t' thank ye properly fer what ye did back thar."The old man looked into Greybeard's eyes and grinned. "You're welcome. I figured that you could use a hand, Greybeard."Greybeard faltered. "How did ye know..." The old pirate trailed off as he realized why he thought that the elderly gentleman looked familiar in the first place. "Blow me down," whispered Greybeard as he broke out into a wide grin, "it be Ben Gunn!""I'm glad we could meet again one last time," nodded Ben Gunn. Glancing up at the collapsed ceiling and catching a glimpse of the dogfight up above, he added: "Even if it is in such... dire times. However, I'm afraid I must go for now. I imagine that elite agent Rex over there is occupied, so if you could kindly escort me to this Teleport Pad I've been hearing about...?"Greybeard furrowed his brow. "Why? Be ye not going t' stay an' fight? Ben Gunn, back in th' Goo Caverns, ye killed Mutant Lizards wi' yer bare hands! An' then proceeded t' eat their limbs like th' drumstick o' a chicken! If that doesn't make ye what some o' th' younger folk call a 'Memetic Badman', I be not sure what does!""Alas," sighed Ben Gunn, "those circumstances were... different. You see, the Goo Caverns were my... home. My territory, you could call it. I knew every last square inch of those tunnels like the back of my hand, and when Mutant Dinos invaded, I had the high ground. I knew how to use my territory to my advantage. Out here... I am a fish out of water. And while I still have enough of a fighter's spirit in me that I could clothesline the mole... I'm old, Greybeard. I don't think it's in my power to put up a good fight any longer against these creatures. Therefore, I'm afraid I must resort to the final option."Before Greybeard could reply, Ben Gunn's eyes drifted to the Einstein Device and the Dino Attack agents working on it. "Hmm," murmured Ben. "That looks like something that Einstein would have made. Hold on..." He approached the device, studied it for a moment, then took it from Specs, made a few quick adjustments, and handed back. "There you go. I doubt that fixed it, but I'm sure that it would help."The others stared at Ben Gunn with incredulity as he returned to Greybeard's side. "Okay, I'm ready to go now.""Aye, then," nodded Greybeard. He led Ben Gunn to the Super Teleport Pad, where General was still operating the controls.Frowning, Ben Gunn whispered to Greybeard, "I'd... feel better if he wasn't the one who teleported me."Greybeard raised an eyebrow, but dismissed it as just another one of Ben Gunn's many idiosyncrasies. While Ben Gunn got into position, Greybeard went up to General and asked him how the Teleport Pad worked. General quickly explained that the coordinates were all set up, and all that needed to be done to teleport someone was a push of this one button. So, after distracting General, Greybeard pushed the button while Ben Gunn was standing on the Teleport Pad. With that, the elderly man vanished in a beam of blue light."Wait a second!"Greybeard blinked in surprise and turned to see Frozeen running up to the Teleport Pad, with Rex following in his wheelchair. The Alpha Team agent looked as though he had seen a ghost. The commotion had caught Genera's attention. "Who was that?" Frozeen demanded to know. "That man who just teleported?""Arr, that be just Ben Gunn," explained Greybeard. "Oh, Rex! That be him! Remember th' old man who stopped Ata? That-""Yes, I know," nodded Rex. "I'm glad to hear that he got out alright after all the explosions and the Mutant Dino invasion.""Who's Ben Gunn?" General raised an eyebrow."Just some crazy ol' hermit who be livin' in yer Goo Caverns fer years wi'out ye or Ogel knowin'," shrugged Greybeard."What's the matter, Frozeen?" inquired Rex, concerned. "You look like you've just seen a ghost, and I know what you look like when you see one of those. Who did you think it was?"Staring at the now-empty Teleport Pad, Frozeen shook his head sadly. "Just... someone I thought I knew."OOC: Make of that what you will.EDIT: Oh, WOW! 5,000 posts, AND Ackar's helmet! Today is a big day for me on BZPower, I guess! Edited September 5, 2012 by PeabodySam

[Atton Rand]

IC: "What are you guys all doing out here?" One of the agents asked. "I'm not quite sure," replied Lance. "Rescue mission or reinforcements. I just shoot where they tell me! And you're going to need someone with a gun. I mean look at you guys. Those cutlasses, man! They're nothing compared to a good rifle!"The purple-streaked girl showed a look of sheer frustration. "That's enough Lance," Rotor said as he approached. "You don't need to talk down on anyone we run into, that's my job.""How'd you end up with him?" The purple-streaked girl asked."We ran into him on Adventurers' Island," Rotor replied. "I was quite excited myself. I'm a big fan of his, you see.""Would you mind telling me what you guys are doing here?" One of the agents asked."That depends," replied Rotor. "You guys looking for a rescue team or reinforcements? All we were told to do was get back on the front and keep the dines at bay."At this point, Mac and Cabin had caught up. Down the street, something caught Rotor's eye, a figure taking advantage of the commotion and darting across the road."Mac, catch up to that man and stop him. I want to know who he is and what he's doing here?""He could be one of ours!""If he were one of ours he wouldn't be darting across the street. He'd be running up to join us."Quickly, Mac ran down the road as fast as he could, turning at the intersection where they saw the figure running. He could see the man dart into the ruins of an old shop, and quickly Mac followed. Stepping inside, Mac looked around nervously. The building was a mess, but structurally was technically still standing, but rubble was everywhere, so many places to hide. That was what kept him from expecting what happened next.The man jumped out and grabbed him from behind. He had a piece of wood, which he pulled against Mac's neck. Mac could feel the wood in his beard, and it was not comfortable. Quickly he elbowed the man in the chest, who flinched in pain. He turned around and punched the assailant in the face, finally giving him the chance to see the mysterious attacker- a rough-looking man with long hair and and eye patch, clad in a black tank top."Who the znap are you?" Mac asked. The one-eyed man looked at him ruthlessly. Mac quickly threw another punch to the man's face and grabbed him, doing his best to restrain the man, he escorted him outside."Who's this?" Rotor asked as a bruised Mac showed up escorting a beaten and somewhat exhausted man with an eyepatch. "I don't know," replied Mac. "But I'd like to find out."Rotor took the man by his shirt and promptly tossed him to the ground. "Alright, now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. I'd rather do it the hard way but I think it would work out a lot better for you if you just co-operate.""Motherznapper." The one-eyed man muttered. He promptly received a kick in the stomach from Rotor's boot. "You got a name?" Rotor asked.The man looked at him. "Call me Snake," he said.OOC: Snake's back! Also bonus points to anyone who spotted the inside joke in the fact that it was Kurt MacReady who fought against Snake.

[avmatoran]

OOC:Ah, nope, not really.And, I've got writer's block again. I'd like to let others do some in the lab, I've got nothing for Catless, and Kara is just out fighting, nothing interesting there. Any help?

[Atton Rand]

OOC:Ah, nope, not really.And, I've got writer's block again. I'd like to let others do some in the lab, I've got nothing for Catless, and Kara is just out fighting, nothing interesting there. Any help?

OOC: I'm honestly not sure what's going on in the lab. For a while I had that confused with the teleport room and now I'm not quite sure who's in which. I suppose if the location of your battlefield characters hasn't been specifically established you could give Rotor a hand. He's just landed and is with Zelda's crew.

[Andrewnuva199]

IC: "Guys, really," Andrew was saying, "I don't think it's that hard to diffuse this thing. Dr. Cyborg, Hotwire? You guys have expertise in this kind of thing, why not try it out?""Andrew, calm down," Specs was saying. "You have a point, but you don't have to be loud with it. Hotwire, Dr. Cyborg, do see what you can do about defusing this thing while the rest of us keep talking about how we can get this thing to work. Andrew, feel free to start dismantling some of the cover pieces on the teleport pad. Seems like evacuees are winding down, so we could be close to having the chance to dissect it for parts.""On it."

[Atton Rand]

IC: Suddenly the door burst open and Pierce stepped into the lab, accompanied by Crusher."What's going on in here?" Crusher asked."We're trying to figure out a device," replied Shaw. "The Einstein device or s-""There you are Shaw," replied Pierce. "What are you doing up here? We were worried sick about you.""Carver and Hale?" Crusher asked."I'm right here," replied Hale. "I tried to tell Pierce but he wouldn't listen."

[avmatoran]

IC:As Kara was flying around shooting stuff, she saw a group including Rotor and some others."Hey, Cortana, I want to make a good entrance. Hover about 15 feet up," she said.Yes ma'am, Cortana replied.Kara popped the cockpit open and hopped out, sticking a three-point landing with the assistance of her special flight suit."Hello, everyone. Mind if I join the party? Hello, Rotor." She nodded greeting to the pilot."Hey, ever been told you'd make a good ninja?" a girl with a purple streak in her hair asked. "You look pretty agile." "No, I don't believe so," Kara replied.

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: PeabodySam...It's like you took all my hopes and dreams and crushed them into tiny little bits. I was thinking barely a few days ago "I wonder where Ben Gunn is at? I hope he finally gets to met Frozeen so he can...you know!" And then you go and do that. Just...eugh.And now, to the lab. Not going to lie, I've been ignoring it, primarily to wrap up Minerva and Oswald's bit, but also because I'm at a bit of a lost on what to write (which is impressive, considering I generally always bursting with ideas.) Maybe its because I'm on the edge about tinkering with stuff that isn't mine. Regardless, I will post!IC:Zachary Virchaus rubbed his glasses against his uniform, attempting to clean them up a bit from bits of dirt and rain. He examined them briefly and decided they were clean enough before placing them back on his head. He was somewhat on the edge, with the fate of the planet deciding on this weapon and the fact it was already armed. HIs face, however, showed a more calm, collected demeanor.He was doing everything he could to help to finish the Einstein Device so they could finally defeat Dr. Rex and Baron Typhonus. He didn't express it, but he was very eager in striking a blow against the latter. After everything the mad baron had put him through, Zach would relish putting an end to the Darkitect's chaos on this planet. Elsewhere was another matter that could be dealt with later.He glanced at Rex, who was speaking with Frozeen. He was apparently seeing hallucinations of the Darkitect in the room. Zach could feel the Maelstrom faintly inside the Elite agent's body. He didn't want him to die, but he was certainly thankful that he didn't want any help from Zach or Dr. Cyborg. In all honesty, Zach was apprehensive on trying to use the Maelstrom on anybody for good. Healing, extraction. He might make things worse, for all he knew.Zach glanced down at his bandaged wound. Meh. Why not? He hovered his hand of the wound and concentrated. Thin streams of Maelstrom seeped out of his fingers and through the bandages. The wound glowed for three seconds before returning to normal. Zach felt an unnatural and unnerving chill travel through his body, causing his body to shudder involuntarily. That...felt weird. Despite that, his stomach felt a million times better. He slowly removed the bandage. All that remained was a dark violet scar across his torso. I guess I can heal. At least myself. Not sure if I want to use the Maelstrom to heal someone whose immune system isn't resist to the Maelstrom like mine. That might end badly. Maybe it felt weird because I was using power contrary to its primary purpose: destruction.Regardless, it was back to work. There was plenty he could do. The one time where some of us can finally use our talents that we listed when signing up. Indeed. Unless your skill set had any sort of "fighting" notation or even a "driving" or "piloting" note, you rarely used said talents. As such, the only real times he had used his "building" talent was when constructed his Steel Sprinter, Urban Avenger (which he never actually used, ironically), and one of Rex's numerous wheelchairs. He only used to his "technology" skills was to hack into the XERRD Fortress mainframe. I did end up using "sharpshooting" a lot though. Generic fighting as well. Other that, one would assume that all those skills people put down when signing up (other than combat orientated skills) are informed abilities. And of course, his newfound, in-dept of the knowledge of the Maelstrom and the ability to manipulate were also skills that he ended up using a bit.He glanced toward the Einstein Device, whose blue lights were flashing dully. Zach noted Dr. Cyborg, Hotwire, and Reptile hovering over the device, trying to disarm it to give them maybe a few minutes more time to work on the device. Of course, there is still the Mutant Dino army and invincible Mutant T-Rex that's on our doorstep. He was half-tempted to join the three in finding a solution. He turned his head to Andrew, who was looking over the Teleport Pad. Shrugging, Zach walked over to him."Mind if I lend a hand for a bit?" Zach asked as he approached his fellow LEGO Islander and friend."Shouldn't be too much of problem," Andrew said, briefly looking at Zach before turning back to the Teleport Pad. As he began to disconnect parts of the pad, Zach suddenly thought of Minerva. A fearful chill washed over him. She was still out in the battlefield, probably fighting Oswald. He had basically asked Vinyaya to watch over her, but he knew Minerva would somehow slip away from Vinyaya to face her brother alone. Her murderous, insane, psychopathic brother. Zach swallowed painfully. He sorely hoped that last kiss in the Fire Hammer wouldn't be that last time he saw her alive. Or even in one peace He glanced briefly at his golden, metal hand, remembering how he left Minerva, only to return with one less hand.We really need to stop leaving each other like this.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: PeabodySam...It's like you took all my hopes and dreams and crushed them into tiny little bits. I was thinking barely a few days ago "I wonder where Ben Gunn is at? I hope he finally gets to met Frozeen so he can...you know!" And then you go and do that. Just...eugh.And now, to the lab. Not going to lie, I've been ignoring it, primarily to wrap up Minerva and Oswald's bit, but also because I'm at a bit of a lost on what to write (which is impressive, considering I generally always bursting with ideas.) Maybe its because I'm on the edge about tinkering with stuff that isn't mine. Regardless, I will post!

OOC: Not to mention Zelda seems to be taking it perfectly well that a convict just got brought into her party.Seriously, though, I know how you feel man.

[Jacks]

OOC: Well, if I interpreted your riddle properly, PeaSam, which I probably didn't, we might just be in the same geographical region. Fancy that.

Staring at the now-empty Teleport Pad, Frozeen shook his head sadly. "Just... someone I thought I knew."OOC: Make of that what you will.

Argh! I was so certain I'd finally be vindicated! And yet you continue to taunt me!

Not to mention Zelda seems to be taking it perfectly well that a convict just got brought into her party.

Atton, given that Zelda's suddenly face to face with the father of the man she killed as a Stromling, it makes perfect sense that she wouldn't give Snake a second thought.I'll try to get some Hotwire/Swerve&Mort/Osprey posts in by the weekend, but I've let this scene stagnate long enough.IC: As the newcomers joined the group, Zelda turned back towards Helm. The concern on her face was immediately replaced with shock -- Helm, hand shaking and face pale, had his Cosmotronic Ray pointed right at her. "Wha--?"Helm grimaced and tried to steady his arm. "Jason Helmutson -- Tracer -- was my son," he said simply.Zelda's eyes widened. "I...suppose I don't think less of you for wanting to kill me, then."Kara cut in. "No, stop. She wasn't in control of her actions!""We've all lost people close to us," Epic Winston added."That's easy enough for you to say!" Helm burst out at the bearded Agent. "At least you got your vengeance! But Kara's right. And I can't kill another human minifig, let alone a fellow Dino Attack agent." He wiped tears from his eyes with the back of his glove, and raised and lowered the weapon several times, torn apart by the conflict inside him.Kat stepped forward, about to say something, when her features suddenly twitched slightly. "Listen to me, Bartholomew Helmutson. I was married in 1968. The man in question was an astronaut, as it happens. In the nineties, he was sent to Nimbus Station, and he got word to me that there was a grave matter that I should know of, but insisted upon telling me in person. In 1999, he came back to me a Stromling. I was forced to kill him myself, and that is how I learned of the Maelstrom. Never forget...it could be worse." Katerina stepped back and her face twitched again. She blinked and shook her head."Plague and ruin on that wretched hag!" Kat muttered.Helm faltered, uncertain.Zelda finally spoke up again. "For whatever it's worth, your son is the reason I'm still here. It was his Creative Spark that they used to cure me. Do you think he'd want you to kill me after that?"Helm dropped the Cosmotronic Ray onto the wet pavement and stifled a sob, shaking his head in agreement. Edited September 6, 2012 by Jackson Lake

[Atton Rand]

IC: "Hold it," Cabin said. Rotor stepped back from the prisoner. "Snake?"Snake looked up at her. "Cabin..." he muttered."You know him?" Rotor asked."We were on Adventurers' Island together," replied Cabin. "He's one of ours then?" Rotor asked."Yes," replied Cabin. "Then why was he trying to run away?"Snake smiled and chuckled slightly. "You think I give a znap about your war? I only joined this dang team because some guy offered me a pardon.""We're pardoning criminals now?" Rotor asked. "This is mad. Who in their right mind would let a guilty unrepentant man like you be pardoned in exchange for fighting mutan-"Cabin shot him a glance. Rotor quickly cut himself off.

[that guy from that show]

iC: The deaf elite agent rubbed his unshaven chin. The silence was infuriating. Since he was a child he had learned to expect a boom of thunder after every lightning flash, so it was unnerving when the 13^th floor was illuminated by a white light, nothing followed but a dead silence.The waterfall forming in the center of the test center made no noise as well. When he looked threw the viewing window at the teleportation lab beyond he expected to hear the sound of water pouring through the hole and onto the teleportation platform below. All he experienced was a maddening quiteHe felt the mist of the water leaking threw the ceiling and smelled the acidic aroma of chemicals. The Einstein device flickered on the table before him as Doctor Cybrog and Reptile tinkered with the technology. A passionate debate of science and math was transpiring between the two scientists and as much as Hertz would’ve loved to participate he knew he could not.He felt incredibly alone and isolated. Agents were ignoring him and seemed to look right threw him. Although many had the skills to use Morris code or sign language it seemed that spending the energy to communicate with Hertz was no worth their time.Hertz walked away from the table where the engineers were working and made the short trip across the skyway to where Naomi and the doctors were working. The massive industrial fan slowly rotated behind them casting shadows upon the wounded bellow. Naomi spotted Hertz and rose to great him, behind her, Dr. Pierce gave the elite agent a short apologetic glance before looking back down at his patient. What is it? Her eyes seemed to say. She placed her hand on Hertz’s cheek and he put his arm around her.“I WANT YOU TO GO.” Said Hertz, he winced at the inelegance of his words and bit his tongue in embarrassment. Naomi reached into Hertz’s pocket and lightly withdrew the notebook he carried. The nurse pulled a pen from behind her ear.

Stop being foolish

Leave for Antarctica

We can go together

They can fix your arm and ears

The elite agent shook his head and took the pad from Naomi. He flipped the page and wrote his response.

I can’t do that, I can’t leave these people; you’ll be safe in Antarctica. They are taking apart the teleporter. You have to go now.

Hertz paused and wrote the word please at the end. He looked into Naomi’s eyes and tried to pull her down the skywalk and to the lab where the agents were working. The nurse did not resist but she still maintained her face of concern.Hertz could tell Naomi did not want to leave but he was worried for her safety if she remained. He could feel the trembles when the base shook and he saw the battle outside. To spite the valor of the agents fighting Hertz was starting to have doubts about victory. They might certainly defeat Dr. Rex and the Mealstrom but at what cost? How many agents had already met their fate bellow? With the recent attack by the mutant Lizards and Willa the Witch not even the 13^th floor was safe. There was nowhere Naomi could go where she would not be at risk. Hertz could not relax until she had reached safety.By staying behind, Hertz knew he would put himself at risk. The odds of surviving were rapidly decreasing and he understood he might die. If Naomi made it to Antartica and he stayed behind to fight they might never see each other again. At least she would be safe.With every step they took Naomi grew more and more frustrated. As they walked into the teleportation room she pushed him away and put her hands on her hips. The nearby agents turned their heads at the scene and watched when Naomi pulled the notepad away from Hertz. She scribbled out a message. For God’s sake swallow your pride! You can’t do any good here Hertz! You can’t hear! Go to Antartica! Help yourself! Hertz was once again confused. For the last few hours he was sure he and Naomi were getting along well. Where had this come from? Why this sudden outburst? I can’t leave these people. Wrote Hertz in response. I’ll take the risk and stay behind. I can help! Naomi yanked the pad away and huffed. And I can’t make that choice too? I can actually help these people! I’m willing to risk my life just as much as you are! I have a good reason to stay! You have a good reason to go! The elite agent was utterly bewildered. Once again his ability to read social cues had failed him. He had had no idea that Naomi felt as much of a responsibility as he did. He did everything withen his power to not pull a face palm. At least the others could not eavesdrop on them.He took the pad away from her and ripped of the sheet to write his response. You can go and help the wounded when they come. I can stay and fight. Naomi rolled her eyes. It was an expression of submission. Her tolerance was wavering and she had no desire to continue the argument. She stepped back and paced the floor between Hertz and the teleport pad. She stomped back to Hertz and looked like she was about to slap him before changing her mind. She felt incredibly conflicted. She was angry at Hertz for not believing she could make her own decisions but she was touched by how concerned about her he was.Hertz threw aside the notepad and suddenly took her in his arms. Before she could remind him how annoyed she was he leaned over and kissed her. She glared at him but could not resist returning the embrace. For that moment she forgot about his social awkwardness or romantic bluntness. She forgot about their quarrels and the battle going on around them. For that moment she understood how much he cared about her and remembered why she had fallen in love with him.As they kissed and felt the eyes of the agents around them Naomi realized how fetching he was. For a nerd, Hertz had a rugged handsomeness and was developing strong musicals. His scars and bruises were strangely attractive and he was a very good kisser.She pulled away and Hertz blushed. Most of the agents had witnessed the encounter and had wide grins on their face. He smiled.“PLEASE?”Naomi rolled her eyes and motioned to the pad“Fine.”He escorted her to the teleport pad and under the waterfall of pouring rain. The water made her afro and medical scrubs cling to her body and her wet figure was incredibly striking. Hertz thought how incredibly lucky he was to be with such a beautiful woman. “ARE YOU READY?” he asked.Naomi nodded and mouthed the words. I had better see you again when this is over. Hertz understood perfectly. “I PROMISE.”Then she was gone. OoC: Sometimes the best way to get rid of a romantic plot tumor is to cut it out. Anyone who goes on that teleport pad is put on a bus.I got a new computer recently and it does not support the wiki very well. I've been taking notes so I'll probably go and post all the tropes that have appeared on my other computer sometime soon.I'll also post new images of the 13th floor. I can't get brickself on this new computer ether and my BZPower gallery apparently only allows twelve images. I'll post those around the same time I make additions to the wiki.

[Atton Rand]

IC: Shaw could not help but be somewhat distracted by the noise of a teleporter in the next room. "Carver?" She asked nervously, getting to her feet. She walked over toward the door as the agent her friend had been talking to approached. "Where's Carver?" She asked. The man just stared at her in confusion. As Shaw repeated herself, he held out a whiteboard and marker. Shaw quickly took it and wrote down the question."NAOMI'S GONE!" He replied. "SHE'S SAFE! I'D SUGGEST THE REST OF YOU DO THE SAME!"Shaw turned toward the other doctors."That fool," Hale muttered to herself. "Ditching her patients like that.""Maybe we should start thinking about it," Shaw said. "Getting out of here."The others looked at her in silence for a moment. "We can't," replied Pierce. "We have too many patients. And I don't know about you but I don't want to take a risk carrying them through this building.""He's right," replied Crusher. "At this point, our best be might be just to gather what supplies we can and if things get bad we may have to seal off the basement and hope for the best. We'd better get down there now. Copper's waiting for us."Realizing she was right, Shaw, Hale, and Pierce followed Crusher out of the lab. They worked their way back down the stairs, and finally reached the basement."Where the Megablockland were you?" Copper said as Shaw entered. "We found her upstairs," replied Pierce. "She and Hale were helping with some kind of teleported or something.""What about Carver?""She's gone," replied Hale. "Teleported off to Antarctica."Copper grumbled slightly. "We're one nurse short now," he said. "And the casualties keep mounting!""I'm not sure if we can move the wounded," Pierce continued. "If things get rough we may have to seal this place off. "Crusher and I'll take over here. Copper, you go with Hale, see if you can recover supplies of any kind- food, water, medical supplies, and anything else." "This place got bombed once before didn't it?" Crusher asked."It did," replied Pierce. "There's probably some canned food stored down here already as a precaution. Shaw see if you can find any!"The young doctor nodded and turned toward the exit.

[Andrewnuva199]

IC: Andrew and Zach had stood aside while Hertz had guided Naomi over to the Teleport Pad. They hadn't gotten far from dismantling it, so it still worked for now. Though given the circumstances, it was not likely to stay together forever."Hertz definately must be feeling useless right about now," said Andrew. "A shame that he wants his girlfriend to stay safe. She could've been some good moral support.""Not to mention a savior in your darkest hour," Zach smirked. "You think he can help us somehow?""Hey, being deaf never stopped people in history before. You get back to work on dismantling that, I'll go talk to him."Zach nodded and walked back to the Teleport pad, now humming down from its last use. Andrew walked over to a side wall where Hertz had thrown aside a notebook he had been using to talk with Naomi. As he fished his many uniform pockets for a writing utensil, he noted how the agents around the Einstein Device was down to just Specs, Hotwire, Dr. Cyborg, & Reptile now. The device still wasn't defused, but it seemed they were working on how to do that just now.Hope we do get this done right, the LEGO Islander thought. The lab was a bit quieter right now. Rotor had gone to help out the rest of the team hold up long enough, and Shadow, Digger & Viper were preparing their own plans on how to help coordinate the defenses as long as possible. Rex was still in quiet talks with Greybeard and Frozeen, hopefully sorting out his issues regarding his mental state. Andrew made a note to try and talk to him later.Right now though, others demanded his attention. Finally finding a dusty pencil within a pants pocket, he opened the notebook and wrote a message. Then he walked over to Hertz, still hovering around the controls of the Teleport pad, and tapped him on the shoulder.The communications expert looked at him, quite a bit surprised (to be expected, since losing one important sense seemed to always heighten the sensitivity of the others), and took at look at what Andrew had written.Don't worry, you can still lend a hand. Care to help Zach and I dismantle the Teleport Pad for parts?Andrew pushed the notebook and pencil forward. Hertz hesitated for a moment, then took it and wrote his own message.I suppose, but it's not much of a use of my abilities.Andrew made a quick response.Oh, don't worry about it. I don't care what Specs says, I'm sure your skills are still helpful. I'll fight tooth and nail to get you to do something if I have to.Hertz snickered a bit when he read the comment. He then nodded, and followed Andrew to the teleportation device, which Zach was now carefully pulling panel plates off of around the pad (which he had been wise enough to unplug first).Wouldn't want a silly accident that leaves him thousands of miles away, Andrew thought.OOC: Just a reminder, guys. We're all supposed to contribute to the Einstein Device plan in some way or another. And I think everyone's character can do something with it, just be creative and think of how their strengths can help....starting with trying to help with defusing the thing before it goes off prematurely.

[avmatoran]

OOC:Right. I'll do that in my next IC.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Just a reminder, guys. We're all supposed to contribute to the Einstein Device plan in some way or another. And I think everyone's character can do something with it, just be creative and think of how their strengths can help....starting with trying to help with defusing the thing before it goes off prematurely.

OOC: Darn it. You just made me realize that in all this excitement I forgot to do anything with Kate and Sarah. Now what can I do with them?

[avmatoran]

IC:As Dr. Cyborg and Reptile were removing a plate from the Einstein Device to get inside it, Dr. Cyborg found something."Well, so that's how it's armed," he said."What?" Reptile asked."This golden square here. It's a magnetic switch. When you insert the Device into its launcher, a magnet of some kind activates it, and the Device is armed. Normally, when you turn off the electromagnet, the Device will automatically disarm unless you remove it from the launcher without disarming the magnetic switch. It might be possible to just disconnect the switch right now, but I'm not sure if that will set it off or disarm it. Hey, Andrew, Zach, Hertz! Can you build me some wire cutters, needlenose pliers, and three screwdrivers. I need a Phillips head, flathead, and tri-wing screwdriver." Dr. Cyborg said."We'll try!" Andrew yelled back, tapping Hertz on the shoulder to draw his attention to a notebook in Andrew's hand.

Edited September 7, 2012 by avmatoran

[Andrewnuva199]

OOC: Darn it. You just made me realize that in all this excitement I forgot to do anything with Kate and Sarah. Now what can I do with them?

OOC: Well, take what I said and think for a moment. What are Kate and Sarah's strengths? What do you think they can be capable of? What would you think would be cool to do with them?There's a lot of possibilities, just take a moment and think over it. Perhaps they can help Shadow, Digger, & Viper on the defense plans. Perhaps Kate can help work out the solution to a logical or mathematical problem that might arise.Also Avmatoran, Laxus is not in the room, and is currently with Pterisa and Catless in the battle. Might want to fix that typo.IC: "But you know," Andrew added, "It's kind of hard just to build tools like that from parts like these unless you want them to be massive-sized. There's a few toolboxes sitting around here, we can check those.""Here's one," said Kate, grabbing one from a nearby desk and bringing it to the table where the Einstein device was. "Let's see what's in it."As the group around the device started looking through the box, Andrew turned to Zach, who was pulling out a few tubes from around the sides of the Teleport Pad. "You think I can just send the Maelstrom through here like a fuel line?" he snickered."Possibly," Andrew replied. "I've seen that part used for that purpose before. Though around here, hoses seem to always work better.""Heh. Ah, the ability to use parts for multiple purposes in a world like ours. Megaphones become Star Wars guns, a laptop monitor becomes a satellite panel, and a building column becomes part of a cannon.""Indeed. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

[Atton Rand]

OOC: I guess that makes sense. I don't know why I didn't think of it before, but even if Kate's not really combat material, there's got to be a way she can help with the Einstein device (an extra hand if nothing else). Now I just got to figure out how to get Sarah onto the battlefield (for some reason, I got a feeling if she thinks of it as keeping the mutant dinosaurs from getting to Kate- she'd go so berserk it would look like Spy Clops had it easy).

[avmatoran]

OOC:I was assuming that there were some really small parts around the Teleport Pad, the kind they would make tools out of.

[Brikman McStudz]

IC:Zach flexed the tube in his hands before setting it off to the side. He continued to aid in pulling apart the Teleport Pad with Andrew and Hertz. The tube briefly gave him the idea of a weapon that could fire blasts of Maelstrom, but decided against it, considering their enemy was the Maelstrom. Chaos versus chaos wouldn't end well, I'm sure.As the Super Teleport Pad became a mere skeleton of its former-self, a new idea began to form in his head. Zach looked back at the work table. With Dr. Cyborg deducing the reason for the Einstein Device's arming, he, Reptile, Specs, and Hotwire were now had an idea on how to deactivate it. Not far from their work area a bazooka-type weapon laid, somewhat dented and bruised. Curious, Zach walked over to it."Is this what the device is supposed to be fired from?" Zach asked, lifting the weapon into his hands."Yes," Specs said, turning away from the Einstein Device briefly. "It's damage is a bit more substantial than I'd like to admit. The tools we have here could fix it, but we need more complex equipment to fixing it up in time to stop Dr. Rex."Zach cradled the weapon as he looked back at the Teleport Pad. "Perhaps we should disassemble this as well and build a new launcher out of the Teleport Pad and undamaged bricks around here. As Andrew and I were saying, our building material is rather flexible in terms of its application. We can take this apart and use the magnet inside to activate it when we're ready."Andrew took the notepad from Hertz and repeated his message. "'We could also gather together some of the computers and technology around here. With the talent around here, we could probably scrap together a more precise arming and disarming system.'"Specs crossed his arms, the barest hint of a smile underneath his balaclava. "Sounds like we have real plan forming.""It's a bit complicated," Reptile noted.Hotwire smirked. "Come on, it's us. We can definitely pull it off." Zach grinned in agreement.Andrew clapped his hands. "Alright. You guys finish fixing the Einstein Device and then you could look for computer bits. Zach, Hertz, and I will keep breaking the pad up and start designing our launcher. Nodding in agreement, everyone went back to work. Zach returned to Hertz and Andrew."Back to work, I suppose." He rubbed his hands together and smiled at Andrew. "With us building this thing, Dr. Rex and Typhonus better watch out."Andrew smirked. "Well then, back to work."***********************Zelda grimaced as she looked at Helm. Those same feelings of guilt when she looked at Hotwire in the mess hall what seemed months ago suddenly came back up. Except it was about a million times worse facing Tracer's father. The look in his eyes caused her lip to tremble slightly, though no one saw it underneath her bandana over her mouth.She hadn't been nearly as active as Zachary when she was a Stromling. Fearsome, unforgiving, and somewhat playful, Zach had slaughtered multiple agents over the course of his corruption. He had his own guilt spread out to multiple people. She only murdered one person as a Stromling and it somehow stung more than killing Minifigs in droves.She walked toward Helm slowly, ignoring the curious stares of those around her. She sheathed one of her katanas and reached down to pick up his Cosmotronic Ray. He looked at her curiously as she handed it back to him. Zelda sighed painfully as she looked at him. Through him, she could see Tracer, the shocked look in his eyes when the bullets had buried themselves into his stomach, and her dark, apathetic laughter as she watched the Dino Attack agent fall. She shuddered visibly."Listen," she muttered quietly so only Helm could hear her, lowering the bandana so he could see her lips moving. "I am really sorry...for what I did. The person who killed Tracer was just a monster using my body. If I could, I'd take it back..." She paused. Helm sobbed quietly. The death of his son had hurt him far worse than Zelda liked. An idea formed in her head briefly. "I know you want vengeance," she continued, her voice growing somewhat stronger. "As stated earlier, I wasn't in control of my actions. A certain man named Typhonus was." An angry roar pierced the sky. Zelda, Helm, and the other turned and saw Dr. Rex stomping toward a tan-colored apartment building, destroying everything in his path. Zelda turned back to Helm, her features growing hard."Typhonus is just as if not more responsible for Jason's death," Zelda said. "You want vengeance? Then we need to do everything in our power to stop him and his puppet from getting to Dino Attack Headquarters so we can defeat him. Stopping Typhonus from killing the rest of us will be about as close to vengeance you can get." She paused and let her words sink into Helm's brain.

[Atton Rand]

IC: "You need any help, Doc?" A voice asked from behind as a startled Pierce turned toward the man who just spoke."What are you doing here?" He asked. "Shouldn't you be out in the-""I'm not with the team," replied the man. "It's a long story, but I'm stuck here now I might as well help."Pierce sighed. "You got a name?""Montoya."At that moment, Shaw ran back into the room. "There's a storage room down the hall," she said. "There's enough canned food that it should last us at least a few months.""Good," replied Pierce."Who's he?" Shaw asked."A civillian," replied Pierce."Shouldn't we get him upstai-""I'm stuck out here I might as well do something," Montoya replied. "Besides a got a friend who's hurt."He turned toward Carrie, who lay on a bed, with visible stitches in her legs."Go upstairs and find Copper," replied Pierce. "He's an old man, you shouldn't have trouble spotting him and Crusher. Help him carry anything."Montoya nodded and ran outside.IMORTANT EDIT:OOC: I've just been thinking about a few things, and by (semi) popular demand, I have decided to do something crazy. This may raise a few questions, I'm hoping to find answers to them. Ready for a shock? Good.IC: As Zach and the others worked to dismantle the teleport, they were rather surprised to see that something was happening. Quickly, they realized what was happening- someone was being teleported in. Hastily, they checked to make sure things were working, and finally the figure materialized, they were rather shocked to see her face."Zach?" She asked, vaguely remembering the guy's face. He looked up at her in surprise."Zenna?" He asked, somewhat confused.OOC: YES! By popular demand, I have decided to bring back Zenna. A bit rushed I know, I just felt I had to get her in there somehow. I'll try and explain some of the medical stuff later (probably something to do with one of Luzwheit's students fixing her up).

Edited September 8, 2012 by Atton Rand

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: Yay for Zenna!Though the Teleport Pad is sort of a one-way path to Antarctica, not from Antarctica, so you'll need to explain that too.Also, I wouldn't really have Zenna recognizing Zach, since they haven't met. Ever. I believe it would make more sense if she recognized Andrew. Though now we can guilt-trip more of my characters, since Zach's attack on the camp sent her to Antarctica in the first place.IC:They're gone.They're all dead.He's dead.I killed him.My family is gone.Mom is dead.Oswald is dead.I murdered him.Minerva Fabello stared at Oswald's unmoving body, trying to comprehend what had happened, only for her brain to refute it each time. She didn't no how long it had been since Oswald stopped breathing. Minutes, hours...it didn't really mean anything. All she knew was that her family was absolutely and truly gone. An act more than 14 years in the making. She was absolutely alone.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the knife, stained with both her's and Oswald's blood. Minerva could hear a sick, distorted laugh rattling her head. It - the knife - was laughing at her. At her pain and misery. Knowing that, despite all her assurance to her brother that she would pull through, had finally been broken.How could you? a voice asked. Murder your own brother? I hardly thinks that makes you better than him killing your mother.It...is better this way... Minerva thought back weakly. She repeated that phrase multiple times in her head, trying to convince the other voice (and herself) that she was right.The voice laughed harshly. You don't truly believe that, do you? You killed him. You were the one that destroyed your family. You can barely live with yourself. Why not complete the deed and finish yourself off?Minerva's eyes shot back to the knife. It was beckoning to her. It seemed to be telling her that everything would be alright if she took the knife. She would see her family again, completely reunited. Everything would be alright. She began to unconsciously move toward the knife."Minerva!"Minerva stopped herself. There was a vaguely feminine voice calling her name. She wasn't sure if it was in her head or somewhere in this apartment. Become more acutely aware of her surroundings, she felt the entire building rumble. Very weakly at first, but growing stronger. Bits of dust were falling from the ceiling."Minerva! Where are you?!"Minerva closed her eyes. The voice was familar, but her mind was in such a whirl that she couldn't pinpoint it. In addition to the rumblings, she heard someone moving through the lower floor of the building and make their way to the stairs. She barely opened her eyes and leaned down to pick up the knife. She stared at it with cold, dead eyes. The knife was begging for her to do it. It would be okay once she did."Minerva!" the voice snapped. Minerva jumped, dropping the knife. She turned her head slowly and saw Holly Vinyaya approaching her, a look of concern on her face. "Are you - oh!" Vinyaya reached Minerva and wiped away the blood from the cut on her cheek. "Where's..." Vinyaya's eyes turned to Oswald's body. "I'm...sorry, Minerva," she muttered. The building rumbled more violently than before, an an inhuman roar echoed throughout the entire building."Minerva," Vinyaya said, her voice becoming more urgent and serious. "We need to leave. He's coming this way. We'll be killed it we stay any longer." Minerva turned back to her brother. She didn't want to leave him here. He couldn't be left here. He-The building rattled again, causing Minerva and Vinyaya to stumble and any objects still standing to fall. Vinyaya grabbed Minerva's injured arm. She turned to the Space Police officer and gave her a weak, monotonus look. To her surprise, Vinyaya's features had soften considerably."Minerva," Vinyaya said, her voice surprisingly calm and soothing. "There's...there's nothing left here. Please, we need to go." Minerva swallowed and nodded to Vinyaya. Gripping Minerva's arm tightly, Vinyaya began to lead the way out of the room and to the stairwell. Minerva felt like she was simply floating behind, not in control of her own actions.They soon burst out of the apartment into the rain. Vinyaya picked her pace up as she ran to their Fire Hammer. Minerva stumbled at her new burst of speed and tripped. Vinyaya gasped and spun around to help Minerva back open, only to stare upward in awe. Minerva climbed slowly to her feet and turned to see what she was looking at.It was one thing to see him stomping around the city a hundred yards away, but being basically right under Dr. Rex was another thing. He was a silver monstrosity with several constricting bands of Maelstrom energy surrounding his body. Despite being an intelligent, if mad, scientists, Dr. Rex's eyes showed nothing more than wild, animal-like ferocity. Eyes of a mad, feral beast that wanted to destroy everything. Dr. Rex bellowed in pain as the Maelstrom-bands tightened around his body and swung his tale around through the apartment building.Minerva and Vinyaya covered their heads as the top floors of the apartment building went flying toward them. Minerva flinched as large chunks of walls landed nearby. Small pieces bounced against her hands guarding her head and her back. Several bruises formed on her body from the chunks of rubble, but for the most part, she was unharmed. She looked up at saw Dr. Rex looking down into the apartment. Namely, the second floor. A deep, menacing chuckle echoed across the street. A laugh Minerva recognized instantly. Then, Dr. Rex opened his mouth and a large stream of purple flames shot out, torching Oswald Fabello's body and anything else that was on the floor.Minerva's body shook involuntarily. Nothing would be left of her old apartment. Any family memorabilia that survived the initial Attack was toasted. Her brother's body would be nothing but ashes. Dr. Rex looked up and focused his eyes upon Minerva, Vinyaya, and their Fire Hammer. Bellowing angrily, Dr. Rex burst through the burning apartment, reducing it to a pile of rubble. He opened his maw to breathe purple flames upon. Vinyaya was calling Minerva's name, but she just stood there, staring at the massive Mutant T-Rex. The purple bands around Dr. Rex's body suddenly brightened and constricted Dr. Rex tighter, choking out the flame growing in his throat.Minerva stared. Why couldn't he kill her? Dr. Rex closed his maw and shook his head, his eyes growing wide in pain. Then his maw opened and, to Minerva's surprise, a voice came out of it. "Just a second, Ronald. There is someone I'd like to speak with." Minerva's mind was in a whirl once again. She knew that voice. The voice that had spoken to her in the dark corridors of the Pharaoh's Forbidden Ruins that wanted her to betray her friend."It is excellent to see you again, Minerva Fabello and Holly Vinyaya," Baron Typhonus said, using Dr. Rex as a mouth. Dr. Rex's eyes widened and he looked down upon the brown-and-white haired Dino Attack agent that stood beneath him."Fabello..." Dr. Rex managed to mutter faintly, recognizing the name before choking as Baron Typhonus silenced him."Do be quiet, Ronald," Baron Typhonus snapped. Despite his irritation, there was no hiding the smugness in the Maelstrom's voice. His tone carried the aura of someone who knew nothing could stop him. He continued to speak to the Dino Attack agents, namely Minerva. "I'm impressed, Miss Fabello. It seems that you are in the running for having your fears in the Maelstrom Temple come closest to coming true in the Maelstrom Temple.""Minerva," Vinyaya whispered, keeping her glare on Dr. Rex. "What-""Silence, space cop!" Typhonus sneered. "Indeed. As far as I know, both you and Rex have been forced to live through their fears in this battle. How interesting. Like cruel foreshadowing, wasn't it? There was no doubt; you feared of truly losing your family. Even before you killed Oswald in that building back there, you knew that he was already gone. You are alone."Minerva's stare didn't waver. Her posture was changing. Unresponsive, mute sadness was fading into anger as Typhonus spoke about her brother. "It was obviously too much for him, knowing about me," Typhonus said, his voice growing more arrogant and snide. Minerva could practically see him smirking. "Know that he was nothing but a pawn. Sounds like a T-Rex I know of." Typhonus' laugh sounded out through the street again. Minerva gritted her teeth. She hated that laugh. "Isn't that right, Ronald?" Dr. Rex seemed on the verge of speaking, only to have his words destroyed as the Darkitect choked him once again with the Maelstrom. "Learning that he was - is - a puppet didn't do much for him either. Unfortunately, Ronald will not get death like dear Oswald. He will destroy until nothing is left. Then...well, a puppet that can no longer be used is mere garbage. This puppet's role will end soon enough."Minerva was shaking. Not out of fear or sadness, but of pure anger. "Not only did you fear of losing your family come true," the Darkitect continued. "But in the end, you made the final blow that sealed its destruction. It couldn't have gone more-""SHUT UP!" Minerva screamed, her voice hoarse and scratchy, cutting out the rest of the Darkitect's words. "YOU DID THIS! BOTH OF YOU DID THIS! BECAUSE OF YOU MY MOM AND BROTHER ARE DEAD!"Typhonus laughed again. "I suppose you could consider it retribution for taking one of my best subordinates. Which reminds me, I still have a score to settle with our good friend Mr. Virchaus. I'm half-tempted to keep you alive long enough so you can witness me finally destroy him."Typhonus' words sank into Minerva's like a rock. Zach was in Dino Attack Headquarters right now, working to help save the world. He was her best and closest friend. The past day with him in the Dino Attack Headquarters was the first time in a long time she truly felt content. She wouldn't let the Darkitect take him or anymore of her friends like he had taken Oswald and Athena."I can see the gears turning in your head," Typhonus said, amusement in his voice. "Good. Despite what you think, youhaven been broken yet. I want you to keep fighting. Thinking you can hold Ronald and myself back. Think there is a chance for the other Elite agents of your team to finish their weapon to defeat us. I want know that, when their plan fails and you lose everyone, you are completely and utterly broken before you die as well."Minerva spat angrily. "You won't win. Dr. Rex is going to get the death he deserves, I will see to it. For all the lives he took and helped corrupt." Speaking directly to Dr. Rex, Minerva continued, "You did this, Dr. Rex! You moron! You turned my brother against me!""Brave words when speaking to an invincible tyrannosaurs rex," Baron Typhonus muttered, clearly amused.Dr. Rex snarled, ignoring the puppetmaster's words. "Your...team turned...my sister...against me! Because of...your team...I've lost everything! Consider...losing Oswald Fabello...my payback!" With a growl, Dr. Rex opened his mouth and shot his head toward Minerva. She rolled of the way as Dr. Rex's shoveled out a chunk of concrete. As it disintegrated in his mouth, the Maelstrom tightened against Dr. Rex's body. He howled in agony as Baron Typhonus laughed again. "I...I shall consume!" Dr. Rex screamed to the heavens as the Darkitect's sinister laughter grew louder. "Consume...consume everything!"At this point, Minerva had ran to the Fire Hammer, dented slightly from Dr. Rex destroying the building, and jumped into the passenger side. Vinyaya put the vehicle into drive and slammed the gas, sending the Fire Hammer tearing through the ruined city. Dr. Rex unleashed one more agonizing scream running after the Fire Hammer, destroying everything in his path.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Well, when I made that descision I really wanted to implement it so I had to do something real fast.Now, I did have a certain ammount of deductive reasoning behind this, depending on whether it's a teleport pad (as in Rock Raiders) or a portal (as in Lego Racers 2). If it's a teleport pad, there must be somewhere it is set to land its users (somewhere in Antarctica). To prevent them from accidentally landing in a person who just happens to be passing, that spot has been set up to recieve people. Logically, this reciever itself could theoretically be used in reverse to get someone out of Antarctica- and if you have recovered agents who are willing to help, wouldn't it be a good idea to get them out of Antarctica and onto the field quickly? On the other hand, if it's a portal, it's simply a matter of walking through.

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: It is a Teleport Pad from Rock Raiders, colored in Dino Attack colors.However, it's been established by PeabodySam that the Super Teleport Pad is a one-way trip to Antarctica. No way back. At all. Hence why characters such as Talia Kaahs and Naomi Carver are considered Put on a Bus. No way they are coming back to LEGO City until we've won.Which is why I suggested way back:

Forgot to mention this, but feel free to have any other agents you want be apart of Rosalie's reinforcements from Antarctica *coughcoughZennacoughcough*

So, instead of thinly hiding behind my intentions, feel free to have Zenna arrived in LEGO City via Rosalie Mercedes' reinforcements from Antarctica. Heck, I think I even put that she "helped" organize it instead of just organizing it herself because I was vaguely hinting that Zenna could have helped organize the reinforcements.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Um... Okay. But I got no idea where this Rosalie is.

[Brikman McStudz]

OOC: She doesn't have to be with Rosalie. In fact, I wouldn't recommend it, as I had Willa the Witch send her T-1 Typhoon to the ground after her airship was destroyed. Rosalie's reinforcements had twenty-five T-1 Typhoons and five Dino Air Trackers. Taking away Rosalie's helicopter, Zenna has twenty-nine helicopters she could have been flying in.

[Andrewnuva199]

OOC: holybeezusyoubroughtbackzeenafinallyomgwtzbbgashdk.f;lkdsafhldgsakjfgj(gets a hold on himself)Awesome! Though what Zach said is right, the teleporter thing isn't exactly the best way to go. Try having one of those helicopters just come in and drop her off or something, it shouldn't be much trouble.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: holybeezusyoubroughtbackzeenafinallyomgwtzbbgashdk.f;lkdsafhldgsakjfgj(gets a hold on himself)Awesome! Though what Zach said is right, the teleporter thing isn't exactly the best way to go. Try having one of those helicopters just come in and drop her off or something, it shouldn't be much trouble.

OOC: Um... okay.IC: A helicopter came in over the tower and a group of agents stepped out. One agent, a young woman, worked her way down to the lab, and stepped inside. The others turned in shock toward her."Zenna?" Andrew asked.Zenna smiled. "Did I miss anything interesting?"OOC: Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to go write some fanfiction shipping Trinna.

[avmatoran]

OOC:I'm guessing Trinna is Trigger and Zenna?IC:Dr. Cyborg pulled the soldering iron out of the stand."Now, Kate, when I say to, pull the green wire out of the scolded. Okay?" he asked. Kate nodded, and Dr. Cyborg started desoldering the wire. When the solder was liquefied, Dr. Cyborg said, "Now!" and Kate pulled the wire out."There," Dr. Cyborg said, "The last of the power and control wires are out. The Einstein Device is disarmed!" Cheers were heard around the room, as nobody was in danger of blowing up anymore."If you'll excuse me, I need to go do something," Dr. Cyborg said as he left the table. He went downstairs for a few minutes, then came back up. He then knelt by a few of the Mutant Lizard carcasses."Hey, Zach," he said. "Would you come here for a moment? I need your help with something." Zach walked over."What do you need?" he asked Dr. Cyborg."First, I need one of your Maelstrom fireballs. Then, I am going to project a few samples of Maelstrom. I want you to touch them, and say the first name that comes to mind. Alright?" Dr. Cyborg asked. Zach agreed, and they began.Dr. Cyborg summoned the first sample. "Acid Mutant Lizard," Zach said. Dr. Cyborg began to summon other samples and have them tested. "Chameleon Mutant Lizard. Willa the Witch. Darkness Mutant Lizard. Me. You," Zach said. "What is so important about that?""You correctly identified by name the host of every sample of Maelstrom. The samples from the Mutant Lizards. The residue from Willa's attack. Your Maelstrom and mine. From the Maelstrom itself, you identified all of the previous hosts of the samples. Do you understand what I am getting at?"

[Atton Rand]

OOC:I'm guessing Trinna is Trigger and Zenna?

OOC: Yes. I was making fun of crack pairing and ships that pass in the night.

[Andrewnuva199]

IC: Andrew put down the part of the Einstein Device launcher he was holding and jogged over to the newly-arrived Zenna. "Zenna! Oh man, it's great to see you back in good shape!""It is indeed," said Specs from the Einstein Device table. "Glad to see we haven't lost all of some of our former agents.""Yeah," said Hotwire. "Great to have you back."Zenna smirked. "Glad to be back.""Feeling's more than mutual," said Andrew, shaking her hand greatfully. The last time he had seen her was in the last team meeting in the camp they had set up by the XERRD Fortress ruins in Adventurers' Island. She had taken major injuries and had been left for dead early on, only just recovered, then got hurt to the point of comatose during the camp ambush. It was hard to believe she would make it and come back to the team, yet here she was. "I tell ya, it's good to have more of us around here. We've lost too many in this battle." Andrew then glanced and said to the new arrival in a low voice; "In fact, you, Minerva and Cabin are the last female Elite Agents left. Claw got killed earlier. Rex hasn't taken it well."Zenna's eyes widened. "Wow. My condolences to him.""Be sure to give them later then.""I will." Then then stopped whispering. "So what's going on here?""To put it briefly," said Specs, "we're working on fine-tuning a device here to be able to defeat the Mutant Dinos once and for all, or at least Dr. Rex himself. You probably saw him when you came in, he was covered in armor and Maelstrom tendrils.""I did notice," said Zenna, once again speaking in that tone of modest reaction that people like Andrew knew her well for. "Geeze, I thought we left the Maelstorm behind at Adventurers Island.""It's being stubborn in its departure," remarked Zach, pointing to himself and Dr. Cyborg. The fellow LEGO Islander spoke in a witty and upbeat tone, but Andrew did notice that his friend was trying to avoid eyeing her. She was likely bringing up some of his guilt from his time as a Stromling, which had included the attack that had left her in a critical state to begin with."Indeed it is," said Specs. "But today we're going to try and push it out for good. I know you're more of a pilot and medic, but there's plenty to do with helping us out here. Reptile, Hotwire, Kate, Dr. Cyborg and I could use any help available with getting this device together, and Andrew, Hertz, and Zach could definitely use a hand with their building processes."

Edited September 9, 2012 by Andrewnuva199

[Atton Rand]

"In fact, you and Minerva are the last female Elite Agents left. "

OOC: Um... Did Andrew just forget about Cabin? I don't remember if she and Zenna ever met (oh, there's another good one... Zebin), but she is still out there.IC: "You got it," replied Zenna, walking into the lab with a slight limp and an obvious sting in her shoulder. "Just tell me what to do?" Slowly she worked her way to one of the tables and started picking up parts. Kate looked up in surprise from one of her tables, she was with another older woman Zenna didn't immediately recognize."Who's she?"The older woman looked up at Zenna. "I'm her mother," she said. The sudden revelation was startling as she wondered how Kate's mother ended up here, but she remained quiet.

[Andrewnuva199]

OOC: Um... Did Andrew just forget about Cabin? I don't remember if she and Zenna ever met (oh, there's another good one... Zebin), but she is still out there.

OOC: Just slipped my mind. Fixed.

[that guy from that show]

OoC:Special Headquarters Progress UpdateI have made some nice updates since my last postings of the building. Here are some images that might be beneficial for future descriptions of the floor.As an overview of the building I have started construction of the north sleeping wing and the offices. Once again the construction of the floor is not square like Peabody's design but is shaped like a U with a tower in the center. Some random parts are floating around the building that are ether things I copy or parts I will eventually use and have simply put aside.The horns on the side of the building are being converted into some form of vent. I don't really know what they are but the controls are accessible in both hallways. If anyone has an idea what their purpose should be let me know.The corners of each wing now include a kiosk with a verity of easily accessible emergency equipment. There is also a computer for public use and a tap for late night drinks of water. Each kiosk has a garbage chute and a Laundry chute (don't get them mixed up) Both sleeping wings includes four dorms that have two rooms each. Thus far I have started work on the north one. All elite agents have a roommate and sleep in the nice cushy bunk-bedsThe four offices of the founding members are also on the north floor. I have started work on the northern two and Viper can be seen here preforming last minute checks at his desk. Each office has an official-looking desk and is furnished with quality wooden furniture. Being a founding member has it's benefits, each office also includes a wine cabinet.Next to the offices is a supply/common room. It contains a verity of cabinets that a hold a large number of equipment and necessities. This room also has a large table and chairs that agents sit in when awaiting admission to the offices. They also use the room as a place to meat or watch the television on the south wall. An easily accessible armory is present on the north wall for quick movements to the roof. A industrial fan also ventilates the base threw this room. This is currently the room where the Noomi Shaw and Naomi Hale (not pictured) are tending wounded and contains the main source of power in the headquarters.Moving across the sky-walk to the central tower we find the new elevator shaft. Due to a difficult time finding a dour that fits I used some small gates. Careful not to trip over them.Finally we reach the antechamber and work table. Positioned just outside the viewing window, a table has been built for quick fixes and technical projects. Mostly used for fixing kinks in the teleportation technology, it is now the place where the Einstein device is being worked on by Doctor Cyborg and Reptile (also not pictured).So concludes my work update. Since taking these pictures I have updated the teleporter so it looks more like a bigger version of the rock raider design. Comments are welcome and I'm existed to hear what you guys think.I took my ACT yesterday so I might post a Hertz/Pharisee/Saran post latter. Peabody, if you could not take Rex anywhere until I post it would be nice. I think he really needs to talk with Dr. Saran

Edited September 9, 2012 by that guy from that show

[Jacks]

OOC: I'm loving that giant fan, that guy. A bunch of the pictures aren't deeplinked, though. We'd like to see those as well. :PI've got an essay to work on this evening, but I might be able to fit a quick post in. No promises though.

[Andrewnuva199]

OOC: Interesting work, that guy (though you may want to fix some of the image links, some of them aren't direct-linked to the images proper, and the gallery isn't public yet).You've definitely taken the more militaristic approach to designing the spaces. And the building design choice you went for certainly is unique looking, though I'm a bit more fond of PeabodySam's square shape. Regardless, yours still does look neat. Interesting point about having the agents do "roommate" partner ups. I don't think many of us have actually written our characters as having anything other than single-occupant rooms. Plus I usually thought the sleeping quarters to be spread out on something like the 7th-12th floors, but hey, we all have different ideas about how this works.Something about the wine cabinets in the Founding Members' offices rubs me the wrong way, I guess. Never figured the guys to be the type to like wine to the point of wanting cabinets like that in their offices. And I suppose I just prefer not to associate LEGO characters with alcohol drinkers.Either way, you're working on that pretty well. Props to you for it, and hope to see it finished.

[that guy from that show]

OoC: I fixed the links.In response to the rooms, I placed the bedrooms as high as I did because PeabodySam had Rex's room way up on the 12th floor. The 11th floor I believe was technology centric and would have contained the security camera control center. The 13th floor still had a lot of space and I did not want to waste it. I was not able to fit all the the elite bedrooms on one floor and was more apt to send them up instead of down. A big square block would look clumpy and would mean there were less windows. I always envisioned the teleportation room having windows on all sides and could I not do that with the block unless the entire tower was long and narrow. The floor itself is still square, roughly the same length in studs as it's width, it just has a U cut out of the middle. Once the roof is added and the horns on the side are attached it will probably closer reflect PeabodySam's design.As for the wine case, I'm sorry you took that the wrong way. Just because there is a bottle in the room does not make them alcoholics. The founding members deserve to indulge themselves with the rare celebratory drink. It's not like they pull out a bottle everyday or even use the cases. Perhaps they came with the room or contain apple juice. Anyway, lots of officers have such cases in the room, all it does is show they can be casual and share a drink with a college in a moment of relaxation. I hardly see the likes of Specs or Viper engaging in binge drinking.

[Atton Rand]

OOC: Not a bad design at all. I'd personally love to see more of the characters in action but I think the building is looking really good.