(Ch. 6: Day ?)

Rachel · Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 10:38 pm

The griffin watched the Raccoon leap out of the machine, she put her head into her hand, sighing heavily. With a snap of her wrist the chamber for her gun opened. She slid rounds into the pistol as Wild Egg went on with his introduction.

Jack wasn't inclined to allow the monologue to go unanswered. She snapped the gun closed and took aim at the robot closest to Wild Egg. As he finished she fired once more, the garishly colored pink pawn's eye burst in a shower of sparks, smoke wafting from the hole as it fell forward with a thud. Jack pulled the hammer back again and aimed at badge this time.

"What'er you doin' fightin' fer that snake, Eggman, Hoji?" She sounded rather angry, she (as always) refused to use his super-alias.

Person Vs Badger · Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:01 am

Mike was a little preoccupied to notice the current standoff.

He was a little preoccupied by the freaking killer robot right in front of him.

The fisher's fur was standing on end, and if it were at all possible for his under-pigmented coat to pale further, it would have. His eyes flickered from the gun to the boxes he'd been diving behind earlier, back to the gun, then to the nearest -anything- that could provide cover. His brain worked furiously to produce some scenario that didn't involve getting shot full of holes, and failed.

How did this happen? All he wanted was to find somewhere saner than his dad's crazy backwoods laboratory and whatever presumed-spooks-who-were-probably-just-doormat-salesmen had inspired Michael Senior to send him off. All he wanted was to get the stupid thing off his arm and get on with his life. Nowhere in this simple, seemingly innocent plan, did he end up being gunned down by a homicidal machine built by, if the surroundings were any indication, someone who should really not be given possession of a welding torch.

The end result was that he just more or less froze on the spot. The shadow was still attached, an evanescent arm dangling over the vacated pilot's chair of the Egg Hulk, for all the good it would do now.

Seafarinhare · Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 6:29 pm

The scarfed enforcer shifted from his pose, looking around at his minions, then at Tabitha, "Um..well.. Y-- No. No, I'm not a robot... What was wrong with that introduction?" He asked, equally bewildered at the sand cat as she was of him, "Well, I did kind of come up with it on the fly but-"

*BANG*

He jumped when sparks flew from the face of the Eggpawn next to him, then looking at the source. The gun-totting cowgirl who called him by a name other than the one he just gave them. And the lizard guy called him Wild Badge? What is this crap? Was his audience hard of hearing?

"So you know my name..." He started to say in response to Jack, "Good, then you must know evil doers such as yourself have met your match in Wild Egg. Wild Badge was an imposter, whom I dealt with.." He said. It was fairly obvious he didn't recognize her. There was something... off about him, but his flamboyant theatrics were still in full-force.

He gripped the glowing emerald in his hand, then waving his other hand toward his foes, "Attack!" He commanded toward his Egg Pawn minions. They of course charged forward. Well, waddled was more a correct term, brandishing their weapons as they readied to strike if given the opportunity. One of them running at Jack, while the remaining 2 ran at the sand cat and lizard respectively.

Mie · Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 8:19 am

Was it sad that Tabitha felt wantonly callous? Wincing, she took a half step forward, hands out defensively, head starting to shake, and mouth juuust parting, actually, seriously ready to reassure the costumed commander that his introduction was just fine. Fortunately (really fortunately), Jack had a shoot first, bolster egos later policy, and she didn't seem to feel bad about it, either. As the fighting resumed with a dramatic flourish, empathetically malleable blond could only count herself grateful.

"Evil-doers such as us?!" exclaimed the girl incredulously, leaping deftly over a heavy, lumbering swing of an Egg Pawn lance. She landed on it, dashed down its length, planted both feet in the metal mook's face and kicked off hard into a succinct, single-revolution backflip that sent the Pawn stumbling uncoordinatedly onto its back.

"You're the one working for the most infamous tyrannical fascist in the world!"

Tabby's feet blurred over the concrete floor as she hurtled toward Wild Egg, hoping desperately that she'd think of something marginally not-stupid to do before she got there.

Kazz · Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 2:08 pm

Pilot popped his head out from behind... ... where he had been unceremoniously smacked into, cough cough... with a look on his face that was nothing short of bewildered. "This day has just gotten weirder and weirder," he remarked to himself, pulling himself up and over a few toppled Egg Pawns that had fallen and henceforth were unable to remedy said fact.

The bat once more kicked himself into the air, and he hovered in place, pulling his goggles up off of his eyes and back onto his forehead. Instead of diving for Wild Egg (he'd had enough of being smacked around, thank you), he popped into the air with a beat of his wings, staying well above the action, preparing himself for any required diving stomps.

Or hurried, harried air rescues.

Either-or.

Rachel · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 2:37 am

Jack didn't seem at all pleased by the response Hoji offered. He knew his own name but not who she was, she was giving Wild Egg such a frowning by the time he called for the attack. As much as Jack wanted to capture and somehow reverse whatever it was Eggman did to Hoji; she had to force herself to focus on the emerald first.

The griffin took a step back and raised her weapon once more. The Eggpawn was very near close enough to strike by the time she fired at it. Her wings fluttered to lift her away from the ground as the robots momentum still made it a dangerous moving object.

Seafarinhare · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 3:49 am

Wild Egg braced himself as the cat made quick work of her foe. He tried to keep everyone in his periphery, but with a couple fliers, and people hiding behind cover and whatever have you, he didn't really have a solid grip on the situation.

"Your lies are wasted! The good doctor already explained your villainous rebellion's intentions!" He replied to the protesting sand cat.

Priority #1, in his mind, was the one with the gun, however, and with that in mind, he backed away from the charging feline, and leaped into the air over her. The chaos cannon mounted on his tail burst to life, firing a large bolt of energy behind him at absolutely nothing. But it also boosted his jump as he lunged toward Jack.

His right hand became enveloped in chaos energy as he threw his fist up, launching him up into a last boost toward his winged target. (See: Jack)

"EGG UPPER!"

He shouted as his energy-assisted fist threatened to clock her in the underside of her beak.

Rachel · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 2:32 pm

Jack glanced down as the Eggpawn slid under her, raising her head at the sounds of Hoji's incoming attack. She recoiled in shock but far too late to avoid the blow, It connected squarely with her chin. The griffin was sent spiraling into the air a few more feet, and her gun knocked from her hand.

Dazed from the blow she flapped as she fell, turning it into a tailspin before she crashed into a long metal pipe that ran from the ground up the the ceiling and into who knows what. Jack grabbed onto it with one arm to steady herself, the other hand holding her jaw, for a moment still too dazed to retaliate.

Sheff · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 3:51 pm

Lance was still acting like he was in the presence of some sort of hero, but that certainly didn't prevent him from throwing himself voluntarily into the fray with a pumped up sort of battle cry. Darting forward as fast as his legs could carry him, the encasing glow from before returned with new vigor. Where it'd encased his whole body before, it now rushed down his arms, collecting around his clenched fists into a dense light. Whether the lizard even knew what he was doing (the way he decided to peer at his hands as if trying to decipher the reasoning of the energy's placement didn't help matters much), he still charged towards the nearest Egg Pawn.

It flew back with a scorched hole in its torso a moment later, the lizard standing there with an open palm and a pleased expression. The success was dampened, however, when his eyes glanced up to see the attack on Jack, Lance visibly cringing at the sight.

"Man, Eggman really did do somethin' to ya!"

Seeming to concentrate a bit more, he planted a foot forward and threw out the one hand that still appeared ready and charged with CE. An oblong sphere of green energy shot forward upon the movement, having every intention to cut off the masked attacker's fall in one crackling blaze.

Kazz · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 9:40 pm

Pilot cringed visibly at the blow to the beak that Jack was on the receiving end of; he yelped over a "You okay!?", before his attention was diverted by the flash of light flung by the lizard.

"You got a bunch of tricks up your sleeves, don't you," he mumbled, raising his eyebrows, but didn't allow himself to wait too long. He threw himself down feet-first towards Wild Egg in the wake of Lance's blast of energy, hoping to catch the costumed raccoon in the aftermath of the shot.

Nightmare · Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:06 pm

E-108's tires screeched as it braked in front of Mike. The weapon that served as a replacement for his right hand was pointed at the pale furred individual. Clearly this fear tactic had succeeded as it would not be bold enough to kill Mike. "Superior! I have captured one of the rebels!" It yelled to Wild Egg who was now focusing on the battle at hand.

Along with this he preceded to try contacting Eggman for new orders. It was planning to move its prisoner to a safer area, where Eggman could use him for negotiations, bait, or whatever else he had in plan.

Seafarinhare · Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 12:37 am

"Hugh!"

After connecting with his target, the energy around his fist dissipated, and he started to fall, only to be met in mid-air by a large bolt of energy, which knocked him sideways... And right at Pilot who was ready for him with feet first; leaving the emerald he once had to fall where he once was.

He buckled against the attack, then plummeted back to the ground. He managed to regain equilibrium before hitting the ground, landing on a knee, hunched forward on his arm for support. It was about this time that he heard a robot proclaim victory over one of the trespassers. That was 1 for the home team, right?

"Good work!" He proclaimed in high spirits, but then looked at his empty hand, realizing the emerald was no longer there, then began looking around frantically for it as he stood up.

Sheff · Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 1:49 am

If Lance wanted to show some celebration with his direct hit, he was quickly cut off by more important matters.

"I'vegotitI'vegotitI'vegotit!" he muttered, desperately flinging himself forward like a receiver trying to get the winning catch, his target being that of the fumbled emerald. His dive, unfortunately, slid a few feet short as the glowing rock bounced off the floor and continued doing so at random angles. The lizard was hastily scrambling after it, legs kicking before he finally landed with a thump on top of the wayward stone. A limb with emerald-of-untold-power in hand soon jutted upward in an awkward, victorious pose, his face flat on the floor after the successful attempt of catching the blasted thing.

A second later, he was back on his feet, the emerald held between both of his hands, looking around as if expecting someone to give proper advice on what to actually do with it.

Mie · Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 2:17 am

Tabby went sliding under the costumed raccoon's attack with such flawless grace that it looked choreographed, and if you'd asked her, it had been; only in her version, she'd seized hold of his scarf on the way, and brought him along for the ride. In reality, however, Wild Egg and all of his stylish accessories were well clear of the cat's grabby hands by the time he sailed over her.

She skid abruptly to a stop, and leapt to her feet, beginning to lunge toward the fray. She hesitated however; it was getting a little crowded, and a lot confusing up there, and she couldn't count on the new additions being acquainted enough to avoid friendly fire in the heat of battle.

It paid off, though, as it left her otherwise unoccupied to tend to their adversary's felled trinket. That, she did lunge after, with great haste, only to lose it to the tuatara. As far as she was concerned, though, as long as it was out of Egg-hands, it was better off.

"Keep it away!" she exclaimed to the lizard, as she arced 'round heading for the E-100 advertising its catch. A permanent marker sailed through the air, impotently colliding with the robot's "head."

"Hey, Scraps!" jeered Tabitha, from atop one of the emptied animal containment units. "You wanna pick on someone, pick on me."

Nightmare · Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 7:39 pm

Why did the brilliant Doctor Eggman produce such piteous trash heaps? These minions attempts were thwarted single-handed by one lone gunner. This and the leader was making a playground out of this battle. At this point it was just looking for an excuse to get away from this act, so it went to fetch the pale lad and walk out. As if fate, a black marker whacked it's dome and skidded across the floor. Puzzled it watched the marker until it stopped rolling, then turned to focus on whatever it came from. The striped cat it had previously tried to injure (Not kill) was goading it into something it did not want to involve itself in. Instead of going all the way over there it fired a blast into the containment unit to either distract or scare off the cat and went to snatch Mike if he hadn't already wandered off.

(Ch. 6: Day ?)

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