Recover, Regroup - (1-4)

Sheff · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:14 am

Thinking Jack was quickly solving the problem of his picking of someone to talk to, he didn't have the chance to avoid the sudden movement of the doors bursting open, smacking him square in the back, almost throwing him off balance. Steadying himself onto his feet before nearly doing a face-plant, he threw a glare back, only for the angered expression to turn into one of disbelief.

Was that... was that the CT he had seen back in Yellow Desert? It looked nothing like it did before... but the voice. The screeching voice...

Yeah, it was definitely him... or her. It. Whatever.

VJeff · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:29 am

"Limo, yeah, okay, I'm sure whatever semi truck you've commandeered today can't hold a candle to my dead car..." Rekk muttered, sounding more than a little embittered over the unfortunate state of his car. As he moaned over his deceased vehicle to Rock, his eyes fell over to Jam as she showed up, just busting at the seams with something apparently. Rekk placed a hand to his chin for a second before shrugging in an 'ah, what the heck' manner.

"What're you so happy about?"

Mie · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:38 am

"Not happy," she blurted with no shortage of enthusiasm, as though she'd been holding her breath. Even she seemed to jump a little at the unexpected volume at which her correction was delivered, but continued with her day-making news as though it was intentional.

"They... uh..." Titter. "They've made" Snrk. "Improvements to the CapTroops, it would seem."

At this point, Jam seemed far too consumed with her own entertainment for such an innocuous reason, but with a deep, steadying breath, and an indicative point back toward the clear glass doors through which the very pink, very CT bachelor party entertainment-looking Target could still be seen, she got out a final, "I just wonder if the archetype's still the same!" before dissolving into hyena-like fits.

psikeout · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:44 am

Rock didn't bother retorting Rekk's comment. No, no, he just kept walking, a smug look on his face, ever self-assured that his incredibly awesome ride would no doubt be better than anything that stuffy cat had ever had the prior profound pleasure of placing his posterior in.

That alliterative mess aside, Rock shot Jam a slightly dirty look, but refused to comment very directly on the Capsule Trooper situation. Yes, he'd seen that monstrosity. "I'm not acknowledging that thing exists," was all he mumbled.

Eventually, he led his companions toward a huge, gnarly looking truck... And past it. No, he wasn't the truck type. Instead, right on the other side of the vehicle was parked a magnificent steed of a vehicle. Well, it could have used a windshield—And actual doors, rather than General Lee-style window entrances. And maybe it would have been better if it actually fit into the parking space. But, it was transportation.

The white monkey looked at Rekk with expectantly raised brows as he hopped up and slid halfway into its window, sitting hanging halfway out just long enough to gesture proudly and grandly to the car.

"Eh? Whatchu think? Wish I could take credit, but s'my dad's baby."

No wonder.

VJeff · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 12:48 am

Confused, Rekk followed Jam's pointer towards the new and improved Tar-gina or whatever she was calling herself and slowly quirked an eyebrow upward. He let out a couple laughs, but they didn't seem to be about the CT. "Oh my god, you must be ten years old."

Once they were outside, he seemed particularly more phased by what was in front of him. He leaned backwards, both brows arching waaaaay up.

"...it's a monstrosity." He eventually said.

Sheff · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 1:52 am

With an eyebrow arched, Sheffer took a glance to Jack, seeing her baffled reaction. He suppressed a chuckle then, but then returned his attention to Target him/her/itself. What in the world had caused the CT to have such an absurd change in taste was beyond his own reasoning, but his curiousity overtook him.

Slowly reaching a hand out, then hesitating for a moment (he wasn't entirely sure if he wanted to touch the gender-confused robot) before he finally placed it on the CT's shoulder, trying to get his/her/its attention.

"Uh... buddy..." he began, a little lost on words. "Coming out of the closet here or what?" He gave out a half-hearted, slightly worried chuckle then.

Mie · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 11:31 am

As if the humor was never there to begin with, it evaporated from Jam's face and tone instantaneously, and for a moment, she stood a few feet off from the driver's side of Jared Lochert's Awesome-Mobile, staring after the newly free cat in an irritably speculative manner that was probably beneath his notice.

But, with a roll of her bright green irises, the punch red primate shrugged it off with as much indifference as she could afford, and walked around to the passenger's side front seat door (yes, what probably should have been Rekk's seat).

In one smooth, practiced motion, she seized hold of the upper door frame, hopped up, and swung her legs in the open window, hanging out as Rock's mirror image just long enough to mumble in a disgruntled tone that she may or may not have intended to be audible, "Geeze, you're kind of a bitch," before ducking succinctly inside, and dropping neatly into her seat.

psikeout · Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 2:46 pm

Rock settled into his seat and cranked up the engine. It sounded like a monster truck rally contained under the hood of a single vehicle, maybe with a semi truck thrown in somewhere for good measure.

"C'mon, get cozy," said the whiter of the two, as he grabbed the girl around the waist and pulled her across the tattered old bench seat. "Rekk's too big for the back. You gotta sit in the middle."

It was probably not what she intended to accomplish by jumping in first.

Rachel · Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:45 am

Jack removed her hat to rub her head with a heavy sigh. Her deputy was such a weirdo, and it apparently wore on her.

Target put its hand on it's hips as if beaming, but he lacked a mouth to smile with. "It's neat right? I kinda like the color. It kinda grew on me." It added with a chuckle.

Jack took a deep breath and tried to ignore the ache growing in her head. "Hey Mako," She said softly, turning to face the young shark. "Do you boys have plan for what you're going to do next? How about you, Tank?" She said, glancing towards the vigilante's.

VJeff · Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:24 am

"Hey..." Rekk muttered, sounding a little offended as he went into the still open door and claimed the coveted shotgun position.

"So," he paused to buckle his seatbelt. "Where're we headed, Mr. Chauffer?"

Greens · Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:18 pm

Tank was actually... not intent on hanging around with nothing to do, and he was already out for lunch for quite a while, now. But, the gods of not-looking-silly were smiling upon Jacqueline that day, and the tortoise just happened to be strolling by, chowing down on a tasty vegetable burrito from the local cafeteria when she asked that. So, he took a moment to finish what remained in his mouth, or... at least until he got a good look at the new and improved 'Targete'. (Yes, everyone has to have their reaction sooner or later.)

Buuuut quickly enough he swallowed, shook it off, and responded with crossed arms (burrito still in hand.)

"Eef thees new em'rulds do exeest and remain undeescovured, then eet eez liekly hwe will inclrease surlvielence, and haunt them down as-hwe find them." He put one hand to his chin thoughtfully, failing to notice the contents of his meal slopping down to the floor as he continued. "Aye belieef our... associate, Doctur Henshin will be able to eseest ahs."

Sheff · Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 11:07 pm

"Alright, whatever floats your boat," said Sheffer with a shrug to the CT, letting the subject lay to rest. If the robot wanted to change, so be it... he really wasn't acting much different anyway.

That's when he overheard Jack and the giant tortoise.... Tank, if he heard correctly. Managing to understand through the turtle's accent, his last few words stood out. An associate, eh? And one that could help them find the emeralds? That was Sheffer's man right there.

"Doctor Henshin, huh?" spoke up the hedgehog, stepping over to the turtle. "You sure that guy could help with finding an emerald? Because if we find an emerald, we find... well, you know who's after them too."

And I would just love to meet him again... he thought.

David · Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 1:36 am

Despite being tired and hungry, Toby may very well have had an opinion on the "Fantastic Chase for the Chaosol Emeralds: Part Deux," or Target's shapely new makeover, or even the reappearance of green-bean... That is, if he wasn't already in the process of loading up a tray from the buffet line in the cafeteria. The boy was hungry, and technically hadn't really eaten anything in three weeks.

"...They've got like everything in here!" The kangaroo rat slapped a ripe peach on a tray already containing a pulled-pork sandwich, mashed potatoes, a salad, and a carton of chocolate milk.

Frankie watched her brother in amusement that quickly turned to a mixture of agitation and concern. "Hey... Hey, Toto, you don't need that much! You'll probably loose your lunch if you down something too heavy..." The girl filled up a mixture of pink lemonade and Chaos Cola at the soda fountain, popping a lid on the toxic concoction.

"You worry too much." Toby smirked as the woman at the counter scanned the plastic hospital bracelet around his wrist. "I'll be fine."

"You're good to go, Mr. Cotton."

"Thaaaank you." Toby shuffled his way towards a nearby table, tray in hand.

Poor Frankie, on the other hand, pulled out a dollar bill from her billfold and handed it to the woman at the counter to pay for her drink. Aside from saving his life, being in the hospital had done something else for her injured brother: it had payed for his food. Some people get all the luck.

"Hey, wait up! How is it that you can't even walk right and you're still moving faster than me..."

Seafarinhare · Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:02 pm

Wild Badge was uncharacteristically silent as Jack exchanged words with the others. Either because he was in thought, or just spacing out(Or maybe just silently disturbed by the sex-changed robot). He looked up as Jack asked Tank what they were doing, and then he tucked his hands in his jacket pockets.

"I don't think we should waste our resources looking for the emeralds, when we merely need to stop Eggman." He said, making it very obvious he had no interest in the gems. "But like Tank says, Doc Henshin can provide the gear we require, I'm sure."

Sheff · Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:13 pm

Sheffer looked to the "superhero" then, finally noticing he was there as well.

"I think you need to realize that if we find an emerald, that's a nice little homing beacon for the doc'," he began. "Might not lead us to his base of operations, but it sure would be an easier way of finding him. That is, he'll come to us. We just have to hope whatever he decides to come in won't explode again-"

That was when the hedgehog realized why he had come here for in the first place. Eggman's scorpion 'bot. The one that had gone nuclear. He had left everyone behind just before that moment, avoiding injury himself, but roasting the others. It was tough not to feel a slight amount of guilt at that, even though he had perfect reasoning to go.

Frowning a bit now, and completely dropping what he had been previously saying, he looked between Jack, Hoji, and Tank.

"...how are you guys holding up? You know... after the whole explosion incident..."

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