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A.N.G.E.L. The Eniknight War

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a part of A.N.G.E.L. The Eniknight War, by XxEvil1xX.

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Vage Leer [146] I was always led to believe there would be glory in what I do, but I was wrong... so very wrong.
Aerionelle Franz Remil [138] "Thrusters at full. Alright, let's do this, Hawks! Diving in five!"
Laymin 'Shyv' Shyvell [115] "Let's just do our job."
Azmeen Seriph [96] "Mercy is just an extension of a person's damnation."
Marlo Revkel [89] Look. Either I heal you, or I kill you. You only get one option.
Aster Rei Elionsvie [86] "Artomidan scum! You kill thousands in the name of your own greed, and you call yourselves people?! I fight for my father, for my mother, for all of us...! I won't let you just take all of that away!"
Kay Stone [78]
Horatio Garlon [75] Man, do I wish I was farming right now...
Vai [54] ... I hope it's not too late...
General Star [48] A.N.G.E.L. Commander

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(sorry, blaming my absence on the holidays)

=Seriph's rage filled barking of orders would prove to be a mistake for it singled him out as one of the officers in the crowd which worked to corpses advantage. Corpses rocketed toward Seriph whose mind was more on orchestrating the battle as a whole. Two Stratian guards were able to catch Corpse's ambush and fly at him sabers in hand however were not anticipating his trademark shield engaging, knocking them away as if hit by a mobile vehicle.

Stratian Soldier: Enemy ANG!!!

=Seriph turned his head at the alert but it was too late. As soon as Seriph looked to his left he felt the full impact of the Shields collusion. Seriph was launched off his feet and landed hard on his back about ten feet behind him.

Stratian Soldier: One of the Captains have been hit! Get the one with the shield!

=Vincent Cairo was observing the hooded Stratian armor on the cusp of beheading the ANGEL commander when he heard one of his compatriots cry out that their own commander is under attack. He doubted the Grim armor required any assistance from him and immediately directed his attention on Corpse whom appeared to now be flying up and soon over his own head to rescue his commander. =

(> Ah crap... I know what you're doing..

=Vincent thought fast and predicted Corpses flight path and began throwing tiny balls of energy up in the air to where he predicted Corpse would go. Cairo recalled in his training that he has slight control of his chi energy to where he can keep the orbs of energy stationary for a short time, having them serve as mines, and even having the capability of detonating them on a whim, much like his plastic explosives. =

(> Lets see if this works... =Vincent says as he holds his hand open lightly pointing at the net of orbs floating above his head. The chip tapped into his brain is triggered to briefly heighten his senses as the sound around him gets muted out and everything he sees at least for a moment slows down.

XxEvil1xX rolls 1d36 and gets 27(27 hit

=When his senses are accelerated he learns quickly that he couldn't have timed things better as he seen Corpses eniknight soaring just above the orbs he dispersed over head. As if locking in Vincents eyes narrow.=

I got you.. =his voice echoes. Vincent grips his fist and for him time is restored to its normal speed with the introduction of a chain of explosions. By gripping his hand into a fist Vincent successfully was able to control his orb mines into detonating just under Corpse as he flew by. He watched on as the ANGEL's flight pattern took on a lesser grace.

Corpse: 30/35

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(sorry, blaming my absence on the holidays)

=Seriph's rage filled barking of orders would prove to be a mistake for it singled him out as one of the officers in the crowd which worked to corpses advantage. Corpses rocketed toward Seriph whose mind was more on orchestrating the battle as a whole. Two Stratian guards were able to catch Corpse's ambush and fly at him sabers in hand however were not anticipating his trademark shield engaging, knocking them away as if hit by a mobile vehicle.

Stratian Soldier: Enemy ANG!!!

=Seriph turned his head at the alert but it was too late. As soon as Seriph looked to his left he felt the full impact of the Shields collusion. Seriph was launched off his feet and landed hard on his back about ten feet behind him.

Stratian Soldier: One of the Captains have been hit! Get the one with the shield!

=Vincent Cairo was observing the hooded Stratian armor on the cusp of beheading the ANGEL commander when he heard one of his compatriots cry out that their own commander is under attack. He doubted the Grim armor required any assistance from him and immediately directed his attention on Corpse whom appeared to now be flying up and soon over his own head to rescue his commander. =

(> Ah crap... I know what you're doing..

=Vincent thought fast and predicted Corpses flight path and began throwing tiny balls of energy up in the air to where he predicted Corpse would go. Cairo recalled in his training that he has slight control of his chi energy to where he can keep the orbs of energy stationary for a short time, having them serve as mines, and even having the capability of detonating them on a whim, much like his plastic explosives. =

(> Lets see if this works... =Vincent says as he holds his hand open lightly pointing at the net of orbs floating above his head. The chip tapped into his brain is triggered to briefly heighten his senses as the sound around him gets muted out and everything he sees at least for a moment slows down.

XxEvil1xX rolls 1d36 and gets 27(27 hit

=When his senses are accelerated he learns quickly that he couldn't have timed things better as he seen Corpses eniknight soaring just above the orbs he dispersed over head. As if locking in Vincents eyes narrow.=

I got you.. =his voice echoes. Vincent grips his fist and for him time is restored to its normal speed with the introduction of a chain of explosions. By gripping his hand into a fist Vincent successfully was able to control his orb mines into detonating just under Corpse as he flew by. He watched on as the ANGEL's flight pattern took on a lesser grace.

Corpse: 30/35

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Character Portrait: Kay Stone Character Portrait: Kira Senou
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=During his flight to the combat zone, Captain Stone received a message from Kira=

(> sir, I just recieved contact from General Star. She has given the approval of relinquishment order: Kilo Charlie 041, when you see free to execute it. Your armor has been modified to where the detonation of Raven Rookien's explosive is triggered with your voice recognition of the words "Commence relinquishment order kilo charlie 0 4 1." The original Deadman trigger will still suffice should you find yourself undonning the armor.

(> And sir, the commander is seeking your consultation over here. I have been trying to stall as best as possible but if I tell her our communication is getting interference for too much longer, head quarters will demand we locate within more range of HQ, forcing a circumstance demanding your 20 if you are unable to respond directly.

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#, as written by dethlok
C <....well I am surprize you held on this long kira but I will see that you are not punish for this.just tell them I threaten you by useing your family..::which was a lie.he did respected her family::..::he would open a line to Gen Star knowing she could hear his thrusters going:: C> afternoon General Star as you can tell I am no where near kira position..accurate 20 I would say is about 15 to 20 mins away from combat...I went againts kira wishes...its my responsibility not hers..our team needs back up...I grew "worried" so I took off..I also understand the lawful order you gave me and the one I broken..:: he would leave the line open due to any royal ass chewing he would get::

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(Vai's rule in effect: Jane and Laymin are still in the pool to post an attack at any time, while Horatio Garlon is free to attack)

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=Gasping with kicks of struggle diminishing, Vage began to recover from the sustained injury administered to his throat. Gasping fits of panting still echoed from his helmet. While the dust cleared, his eyes shifted about, his vision was blurred momentarily. When his vision refocused, something around him became amiss. If it weren't for the faint glowing of eyes from a visor, Vage would have completely over looked the Stratian armor staring him down like a wolf about to move in on a kill, and it was just that. The ionic charge of a photon blade sounded, and when it did the red Stratian eniknight that was lurking in the darkness from the floor above, jumped down, with an orange glowing blade of fire swinging down, racing the attacker towards Vage=

(> Oh shit..
=Vage says as he rolls to his right, narrowly escaping the cleaving blade that gashed the rubble that was behind his head, but he was far from safe. The Stratian eniknight ignited it's wings to aid in doing a near 360 degree turn, turning the act of pulling back her blade into another swing towards Vage, who had rolled on his chest, and desperately pushed himself up on his feet in time, again narrowly missing the downward swing that rained down on him. Vage stepped back and attempted to grab his own photon blade while the attacker ripped her blade upwards, more so for preparation for her next swing. The Stratian eniknight swung her blade back behind her head to wheel her right swinging arm around for a cross slash from right to left at the ANGEL's ribs, again Vage narrowly misses by jumping back. The Stratian anticipated this evasion and stepped forward with her swinging arm extended across her torso, lining herself up perfectly for a back swing to decapitate the ANGEL, but alas Vage hit the boosters on his wings nd boosted back across the ruins of the office room, shattering any remnants of office cubicles that was within his path.
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These evasions only pissed Aster off as she too boosted at Vage who opted to fly backwards into a wall. Aster held her blade out behind her, dragging the tip to the floor, her left elbow abreast of her like a tip of a spear. Vage seen the fury of hell that is the Stratian eniknight fly at him, the dragging blade, wheeling up behind her, cocking back for another attempted killing blow at him. Vages right arm plunges down to his left hip and grabs the handle of his photon blade, and rips it upward charging it as fast as he reached for it. The split second Vage's blade raised to eye level, the orange Stratian blade crashed down upon it.
The two were now locked in a power struggle, both their arms tensing to overpower the other, the loser risking a sustained killing blow by the victor. The reflection of the other's armor cladded face reflected upon the other's visor as they clashed in strength. Light from the blades being the only thing illuminating them in the darkness giving their surroundings a violent tinted hue.

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Jane had finally made her way to the position of that damned Sniper after some great difficulty as the Bombay wasn't exactly capable of Arial maneuvering but had a decent ground speed and was able to cover the ground between her and the building housing her intended target only to see that they had given their advantageous position to attack one of her comrades. Out of the duress of her comrade's predicament she charged at the back of the sniper crossing blades with Vage with her bayonet.

HorrorPunkOtaku rolls 1d34 and gets 21(21) hit

She manages to move quickly enough to ram the bayonet into her target's back and pour a few rounds into them before jumping back and taking a defensive stance. They were in close quarters now and this had always been her domain of expertise.

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Character Portrait: Aerionelle Franz Remil Character Portrait: Marlo Revkel Character Portrait: Horatio Garlon
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Corpse didn't realize how careless he had gotten until explosions rippled underneath him. While they weren't anything to entirely worry about, his projection was now considerably off - not to mention, the after affects were making his flight pattern wobbly. "Bugger" Corpse mumbled as he was forced to his his arm thrusters to smooth out his ride, while looking back to see his attacker. Some kid in another eniknight rip off, probably using some form of energy explosives. Long range. The kid had the ability to severely piss him off if he kept doing that, but it seemed that at the moment, the other rip off was out of tactics. Corpse used this time to narrow in on Remil, and quickly bark out some words over the coms to Stone and the crew back at HQ. "Ain't looking too good out here Stone."


_______On the Other Side________

Upon exiting the plane for the attack, Garlon used the crystal to warp into the Phantom, and instantly took to the shadows. While the Phantom was a hover based device, it also had the special ability to somehow warp out of sight. Horatio remembered when they tried to explain it to him, how his entire eniknight turned into that energy stuff and whatnot, but he just dismissed it as annoying jargon (again, another indicator of his new mental psychosis; Garlon would have never dismissed information of battles). Nevertheless, Garlon was watching from the background, calculating; in essence, he was returning to his former position at the back of the battlefield, controlling the units. Only instead of controlling, he was silently watching the enemy, deducing each and every one of them. After their supposed captain took a beating, Garlon focused on the white and red one, that had attacked Seriph; he looked smooth and consistent, a veteran of the fighters. From Garlon's ability of perseption, the eniknight was a support unit, judging by the shield. Any other information would have to be extracted directly, so Garlon took to the skies to attack.

Moving with an ethereal quickness, Garlon's special ability faded before entering the battlefield, to which he skirted around. If he wanted to take out the support units to cripple their attack, he would have to be a little more long ranged than he had hoped. Nevertheless, Garlon focused the energy as he had in practiced, creating a ball of pure, almost liquid energy within his hands. Maneuvering quickly, Garlon drifted around opponents before catching an opening at the support unit (who was now beside the captain, hopefully able to get two birds with one stone) and fired quickly.

JokerofSpades rolls 1d36 and gets 13(13). MISS

Garlon's shot looked as if it had hit perfectly; there was an explosion and everything. However, once the smoke cleared, it became painfully obvious that it had done no effect when all that could be seen was a massive shield blocking both of them. While Garlon wasn't entirely able to see it, Corpse had seen the shot moments after it was fired. Knowing that his shield would probably become dented if he didn't do something - oh yeah, and he would probably get hurt to boot - Corpse did a quick draw and shot the energy with an energy riddled shot of his own, and then quickly expanded his shield to cover both of them from the blast.

Garlon stared at the shield as it collapsed, and then slinked away silently as he had arrived before, but not before finally speaking over the coms. "Ghosts, this is Garlon. White and Red knight is a support class, watch for the shield. The knight beside him is most likely on the brink of defeat. Target either of them if you are not already preoccupied. Garlon out."

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Character Portrait: Laymin 'Shyv' Shyvell Character Portrait: Vage Leer Character Portrait: Aerionelle Franz Remil Character Portrait: Marlo Revkel Character Portrait: General Star Character Portrait: Jane Doe Character Portrait: Kira Senou
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#, as written by dethlok
C <Corpse I am doing my best to get you guys more back up and I am breaking every military law to do it. But all I can do is send you one more person..I need you to get to Lt.remil..do not engage the reaper but your going to get a brief window to get her out..::by this time on the angel eniknight hud the name "Red principal" would appear ....::meanwhile as petra raises his scyth up to make a attack on remil a white flash as a metal sword catches his scyth..the new armor was mostly white with red and gold trim with a bird wing system as they pose up as if braceing for a attack.kays team can now hear his voice abit strained::~get the Lt out of here~::by this time kay would bring up his fist to petra chest and releases his demon flair point blank.the blast would take on the shape of a horned jackle like skull that would bite into petra and shoot him past the enemy forces and command in a blinding blue light that would fire petra into the large pit filled with rotting corpses::(not really make a roll just a intro and part of kay and petra story..computer is also down)

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Character Portrait: Laymin 'Shyv' Shyvell Character Portrait: Aerionelle Franz Remil Character Portrait: Marlo Revkel Character Portrait: Trent Soren Character Portrait: Vincent Cairo Character Portrait: Amelia 'Mia' Flay Character Portrait: Horatio Garlon
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The feeling of dread only took hold for a moment in Laymin. The whole scenario had seemed eerie, unnatural and uncanny. The whole tim, she’d felt like something was off, but she wasn’t the superstitious type. Still, her instincts had proven themselves reliable to some extent as the trap made itself apparent, pandemonium breaking out as the battle took a sharp and dangerous turn for the Artomidians. A hail of bullets and opposing eniknights broke out from their cover, quickly surrounding the force. Vage had tried to warn them, but it was far too late. Still, it was no time for hesitation. Retreating back to the nearest debris she could find, Shyv decided the best course of action would be to cover the rear and eliminate that side of the force. If she could clear that, they’d have a clear line of retreat, and a better angle to regroup and get into an offensive formation.

First thing was first though. Their leader needed covering fire. Sitting up from her cover, Shyv opened fire at the enemy units, providing some form of assistance to Aerionelle amongst the hectic battle, training her fire on an aerial black unit to dissuade its assault. She wasn’t entirely sure she succeeded until it veered off course. Her celebrations were short lived however as the enemy flew right at her. Quickly reaching for her photon blade, it was too late as the enemy drew right up to her face, hanging there for a moment in a grim stare before jettisoning past her and the rest of the group. Just what the hell was that about? Whatever the case, she didn’t have time to worry about that unit or why it didn’t take the advantage. In the confusion, the battle had spread out substantially, with small skirmishes taking place all over. Wait, Corpse was up with Remil? Since when had he gotten past her, wasn’t he at the rear?

Grumbling about the interference in her comms, and her own relative ineffectiveness thus far, she took off at a run, aiming to regroup and focus down the enemy units until receiving more specific orders. She wasn’t letting the team down again. Skidding over the concrete and leaping bits of the rubble, she kept low and moved fast, intending on flanking the units pinning Corpse and Aerionelle in place. Wherever that thing that’d flew past her was, she had more pressing matters. Bounding into the small clearing, Shyv caught sight of the unit that had just set off some explosive traps around Corpse. His attention was elsewhere. Perfect timing. Not to mention she had a certain eagerness in dealing with a kindred spirit.

Tanman rolls 1d36 and gets 25(25). Hit.

Vincent Cairo 25/35


Though the enemy unit managed to turn in time to spot her, it was far too late for a proper defensive reaction. Spinning and aiming his weapon to Laymin, Shyv parried his arm to the side, forcing the shots wide. He wasn’t ready for close range combat, and she’d take advantage of that opportunity. Bringing her spare arm round for a hook, her opponent was faster on the reactions than she anticipated as he caught her punch. Not that it entirely mattered. The rough contact of her knuckles into his palm was more than enough to set off her explosive punch, the echoing boom sending the surprised Stratian flying backwards into a nearby wall in a searing blaze of flames and smoke. Whatever sense of surprise she had in sneaking up on that first unit, it was certainly gone now. Subtlety wasn’t exactly her strong point by any means.


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Trent had taken up a position to the rear, being perhaps the lowest ranking officer in this highly classified and important mission. When the call came in for the battle to take off, it all took him a little by surprise, and the young Stratian almost missed the rush as his team jumped the Artomidian forces. He found himself wondering where Flay was, as he hadn’t had the opportunity to see her at all during the training and development of their new combat suits. Still, now wasn’t the time for such distractions. Thoughts like that were just burdens on the battlefield, particularly since he didn’t exactly have a way to act on them.

"Ghosts, this is Garlon. White and Red knight is a support class, watch for the shield. The knight beside him is most likely on the brink of defeat. Target either of them if you are not already preoccupied. Garlon out."

Trent acknowledged the command, grouping up with his small group of officers and heading over the rise to get a clear line of sight on the enemy. Hard to miss a white and red enemy amongst the dismal smoke and rubble of the battlefield. Seeing as he’d just fended off an assault from Garlon’s Phantom, it should be an easy matter to peg him from behind and deal some damage.

Tanman rolls 1d36 and gets 12(12). Miss.
Corpse: 30/35


Or not.

Trent blinked in disbelief as the unit reacted far faster than he anticipated, lining up his shield to completely block his hail of bullets. Had he been more alert due to Phantom’s disappearance? Trent took cover behind the ridge once more, watching one of his allies who were a bit slower cop some retaliation fire. He’d certainly spotted them quickly. Panting heavily, Trent took a moment to examine his own, bright white and off blue armour. Of course, he was an aerial unit, designed for aerial camouflage amongst clouds. Down here on the ground, he probably stood out just as much as that shielded unit. He’d have to coordinate his assault with the other units better next time to properly flank the enemy.

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=In Aster's struggle she felt something piercing and warm penetrating her armor and back, fortunately missing any vital organs yet still a gasped scream of pain escapes her lips before a brief volley of shots were fired into her. The armor atleast was able to prevent the shots from penetrating her armor like the bayonet did however did not suffice to say that she didn't feel them hail against her armor. The attack from behind forced her to break the deadlock against Vage. Instinctively her hand went to her back and back before her eyes revealing blood dripping from between her fingers.
Aster glanced up a moment to see the winged eniknight move to where it was standing side by side with the wingless eniknight, both of which choosing to take on a defensive stance waiting to see what she was going to do next. With rarely given seconds to decide, Aster seen this a rare window of opportunity, hit the boosters on her wings and darted away from the two, back to where her rifle was, leaving a trail of blood behind her. She grabbed her rifle and, flew out of the building as fast as possible.

(> This is Venganza, my position has been compromised, currently evading two ANGELS, one non-aerial.

=Aster winced as the attack to her back stung greatly while she flown to an adjacent building attempting to hide from the two.

=She didnt get a reply back however she was able to see two of her military grade comrades take to the air and enter the blast hole she egressed from, it looks like they were going to try and hold off the two ANGELS inside.
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=Aerionelle cringed as she seen the scythe being thrown up, she had done everything to hold her own and not get into a situation as bad as this, the reaper armor had made it to where any escape on her own would be impossible. The Scythe came swinging down and Aerionelle closed her eyes and prepared for death.
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=the sound of a blade hitting something is heard, yet there was no pain, or head rolling, no abrupt end. Aerionelle opened one of her eyes before opening the other and seeing a blade catching the scythe. The arm wielding the blade belonged to a white and red eniknight that her hud had identified as "Red Principality." She heard the altered echoing voice of the Principality bark a command to Corpse= (> Get the Lt. out of here!
She would see the awesome power of the Red Principality as it was able to prove to rival the ability of the reaper eniknight. She witnessed it shoot out a huge blast of energy and in a manner she had never seen before, to where it manifested an effigy of a jackal before it struck the robed eniknight hard enough to blast it about two block away from their location just outside of the cities perimeter=
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Vincent caught a quick glance at ANGEL that had closed in on him without his knowing. He readied his forearm mounted gun which sprung from its compartment over his hand and was ready to fire, yet it was too little too late, his arm was knocked away from its desired target and a spray of shots scattered the sky, hitting nothing in particular. He was now forced into close hand to hand combat with the eniknight. Had this been not been a moment of life and death he'd probably even admire the capabilities of the ANGELs, however his worry now is more so to be able to make it out of this situation to do such a thing later. In the meantime he was able to marvel at his own suits ability as it gave him the ability to catch the other arm swinging towards him, heightened senses making it feel like it was briefly put in slow motion for him as he was able to grasp the flying fist with his hand blocking it.=
(> heh, got y.... =Vincent's Leviathan armor was quickly swallowed up in an explosion ignited from the knuckles of the fist he caught. The explosion blasted him back several feet to where his back flown into an artisan made street light which came following down like a slain tree. Armor singed and venting smoke all over from the blast, Vincent slumped over a moment rocked from the blast that he wasnt at all expecting. Though it hurt, the feeling felt sensational and from under the helmet, a smile grew upon the young man's face.=

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=Vage panted a moment as he looked over to sleek black wingless eniknight that his hud has labeled Bombay and has confirmed as a marked allie= (> Not sure who you are but glad you showed up, names Vage =The Arc said as he extended a hand in gratitude. The sound of eniknight wings once more roared in the distance sounding as if their destination was where the red Stratian eniknight evaded to=
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=Petra would tumble violently when he hit the ground. His body would bounce, kicking up fresh tilled mud as his limbs were thrown about before rolling into a ditch. He would hear the sounds of flies buzzing, and the aroma in the area was putrid. When he opened his eyes he would see a grizzly sight, the face of a woman, jaw open, one eye open yet rolled in the back of the socket that now loosely held it in place. A fly planted itself on her forehead, crawling over it with scavenger legs. Petras eyes would adjust to reveal his slain guest in the trench was not his only company. A forest of limbs caked in mud and tempered with blood, blotted away the horizon of the trench, the fingers contorted as the bodies have all well contracted to rigamortis. There were hundreds of them in the hole he was in, indiscriminately piled in on one another, men, women, soldier, civilian, elderly, and children, they were all their in their final resting place, lying underneath the shiny robed armor.=

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=Back at Holygrounds within the halls of the eniknight development facility the sound of clicking heals like that of a high paced metronome echo. The fast tempo steps belonged to General Star, there was no flask in her hand, nor smile on her lips, only fire in her eyes. ANG guards standing post at a door spot her and snap to attention, holding their rifles vertically, both as a salute and granted clearance to pass. General Star paid them no attention as she held her access card to the doors scanner which slid open from which she stormed in.
Before her is Dr. Splietzer jotting down some findings on paper from behind a desk. He looks up and smiles toward General Star. Ah good afternoon, if you would not mind please wash your...

Doctor, who has visited you in the past month

Visited? =Dr. Splietzer adjust his glasses= why.. Im a pretty busy man I get visitors all the..

Dont get cute Doctor, I havent the time nor patience for detective games, you know exactly what Im talking about and why I am here.

Dr. Splietzer looked puzzled and bewildered at the anger that was seething from the otherwise friendly General. Good heavens, I really wish I did.

=General star stared at him, a pause filled the area as she did not say a word in response yet her fury was all well sensed. She stepped over the doctors taped off lines on the floor, something he would never allow anyone else to do. She walked around his desk and stood right next to him and looked at him still, in a manner of giving him a final chance to tell her what she wanted to hear. He looked back at her, his lips opened yet words didnt come out, in a response the General drawn her attention to behind him where a counter full of beakers , tubes and jars that glistened from anal retentive sterilization were displayed. General Star's right hand came up to her left shoulder and then all of a sudden she back handed the entire display of chemistry equipment on the counter. Alerted Dr. Splietzer pleaded that she would come to her senses= Ah! General have you gone mad?!

=General Star paid him no attention as she flipped over the doctors desk, papers flying in the air. Ah! my work! General Star then stormed to the other wall and began tearing up some DNA and chemestry models. If I do not have access to all the information within this building, then this lab is no use to me =she would throw one of the models to the ground while the Doctor still pleaded for her to stop. = Not for you... = She would kick a trash across the room= Not the ANG Bureaucrats... =she would push over a locker, once again with the sounds of the doctor asking her to stop= Not, anyone! =She said as she grabbed a coat wrack , picked it up and thrown it near Dr. Splietzer's general direction, which he crouched with his hands over his head in hopes of not being hit by it. The two soldiers standing post outside the doors can hear the muffled cries of the doctor and the sound of carnage that the general is wreaking within his lab. The eyes of the soldiers shift to where they glance at each other from their peripheral as they hear the chaos from within, likely questioning if they were in the right to just stand post.
=General Star pants a bit from her rage as she looked on the floor over the mountain of scattered papers and sees the doctors access card to the further restricted bays of the lab=
Well.. on to the next room. =
=General Star picked up the access card and walked over the destruction to the back doorway scanning the card, triggering the door to slide open=
Gen...General Star wait.. Dr. Splietzer then did something he otherwise would never think of doing. He grabbed General Star's wrist with his bare hands, without washing them. He then looked her in the eyes knowing he could not allow her to destroy the vital and strenuous work he has done for the eniknight projects Its about the recent eniknight candidates you were not informed of isnt it, alright I'll talk.

=moments later General Star steps out Dr. Splietzers office, adjusting her tie tab in a composed manner, and walks away elegantly while the sound of a running sink is heard where Dr. Splietzer can be found scrubbing his hands feverishly. As she walks away she pulls a flask out from her inner coat pocket and unscrews the top=
Reasons like this is why I drink =she says before taking a swig, walking back to her command post=

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Operation Trumpeter Phase 2


1. Aerionelle Remil ---------- lvl 2. ____ HP 20/35 ____ 1d36 ____atk 5
2. Azmeen Seriph ------------ lvl 2. ____ HP 30/35 ____ 1d36 ____ atk 5
3. Amelia 'Mia" Flay ----------lvl 2. ____ HP 35/35 ____ 1d36____ atk 5
4. Vage Leer ------------------lvl 2. ____ HP 30/35 ____ 1d36____ atk 5
5. Corpse -----------------------lvl 2._____HP 30/35_____1d36_____atk 5
6. Aster Elionsvie ----------- lvl 2. ____ HP 30/35 ____ 1d36 ____ atk 5
7. Jane Doe -------------------lvl 0._____HP 25/25_____1d34_____atk 5
8. Petra Lanier --------------lvl 5. ____ HP 45/50 ____ 1d38 ____ atk 5
9. Vincent Cairo --------------lvl 2. ____ HP 25/35____ 1d36____ atk 5
10. Laymin 'Shyv' Shyvell -----lvl 2. ____ HP 35/35 ____ 1d36 ____ atk 5
11. Horatio ---------------------lvl 2._____HP 35/35_____1d36____atk 5
12. Trent Soren ----------------lvl 2. ____ HP 35/35 ____ 1d36____ atk 5
13. Kay Stone ----------------lvl 5. _____HP 50/50 _____ 1d38 _____atk 5

=Aerionelle's turn=

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#, as written by dethlok
:::the blast did not do any real damage to his body. But it played hell with his cybernetic parts.etheir they did not work at all or they just went crazy as he laid among the dead bodies.with his man made eye all he could see was static shooting in and out but with his organic eye he can see clearly as a crow started to peck into a rotting skull..::he would then try to get to his knees as he started to hear whispers in his head. With a great amount of pain he would cradel his head rather large spike of memorys would begin to surge into his mind:: AAHHH!!!::he would scream in pain as his last mental block would break away .the memory of the night that he was neary shot to death with then being rebuild into the killing machine he was now.the pain of torcher that strip his human side away.the pain of the surgery to replace his body parts.the burning hate that they did this to him.they burning hate for the ANG as they left him behind.the burning hate as he felt betrayed by kat stone::RRRAAAHHHH!!:: his last scream of pain would echo over the battlefeild.as his strange black aura started erupt again.this time throwing dead bodies,guts and filth off him In to the air::...::he would then slowly make he way out of the mass grave .a strange orbs of cold blue light stared to drift off his armor as he came closer to his so called allies one of the orbs would fly up to a mans face.He would begin to scream and claw at his face, drawing blood as with chucks of meat.this was before he found that petra scyth impaleing him into his body army like a hot knife in butter::...betrayers will die...you all will die:: he will snap the scyth back to rip the man inhalf with enough force to send a slash spray of blood over the reapers armor::....::he would would turn his head to both army's:: you all will die here today...::his right eye would flash under his visor.::...your souls belong to me..

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#, as written by dethlok
::Petra::

::petra aura would blaze around chaotically as more of the strange dark orbs floated lazy around his body::C>everyone dies::the strange whisper would be heard over everyone on his teams coms .he would then lower his his scythe down to this side and moved into another stance but this time the metal blade would charge up with his own chi as he would charge in on aerionelle to try and kill the weaker one off fist as his armor would move him at a blinding speed..he would bring his scythe down at her one more time.

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dethlok rolls 1d38 and gets 23(23).

this time again kay would intervene to take the damage as his sword would catch the scythe again but the blade would curve around his sword slash down kays shoulder.The attack would barely miss his wing but the armor would take most of the damage.sending mostly sparks into the air but if you would look on his back you would see a deep cut with blood running out::...::the real question was petra in control or the armor.::....starting with you kay stone..and traitors burn in hell!!!

kay 45/50

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#, as written by dethlok
::kay::
::kay would winces as he felt the blade cut past his armor and into his flesh as well the energy that run down his back would push him to his knees but the real shocker when he heard the reaper call his name and heard a old familiar voice that stunned him to his core of a warrior::....petra?...::he would grit his teeth and us his sword to snap the scythe away from him and sent a volley of slashes and stabs at the specter that seem to be blurs to anyone else but with a high pitch that seem to cut the air::


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dethlok rolls 1d38 and gets 14(14).

::but his blade never found his mark as the petra would bring up his cybernetic arm into a block to stop a stabbing motion to send a shower of sparks every::....~this one is more than just armor as he notice the MDS tag hanging under the cloak:: C> Kira...i need a battle plan to fight this one .he is a MDS under that armor..::not sure if its petra or not...not sure if he wants to kill him or not::......petra....what devil science and how are you alive?....::not the young Lt has time to fall back as now all eyes are on them to now::....C>..Aerionelle get the hell out of here!...

Petra 45/50

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An explosion rang out as a random building toppled in on itself on the other side of the city as a low flying black armor blasted through it screaming "Heeeeeere little piggy! Don't worry!! I won't hurt you!!!! Hahahahahaha!!!!". It jettisoned recklessly towards the battle zone smashing anything in it's path as Argyle laughed riotously from within it.

Jane looked up at the building the sniper had run to "Oh no you don't!". She moved a pace towards it before turning towards her comrade "Will you be okay here??".

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(hello all, I am going to apologize profusely for my absence, a lot of real world priorities. I know its been quite a while since ANGEL has been active, if anyone is still on here and wants to continue along, let me get a head count. I will even construct a new roleplay page to attract more people however continue the story right where we left off. So please message me directly if you still would like to continue this story, and again I'm sorry.)

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