Etrius watched the group silently. He was bored with the entire mission and therefor never really participated. After all the guards were taken out, Etrius got off the wall he was leaning and asked the entire group, "Now that we're all quite done here, can we go and figure why Kuzco would do something like this? I'll save my energy for the real reason to fight."
Darcy has asked to see what the city has to offer. Will you tag alongside and show him around? Or will you walk out on him?
(DAY 2 IS NOW FINISHED. FINISH OFF YOUR DAY WITH ANY ACTIVITY. YOU DO NOT NEED TO PUT THEM IN BED. I WILL DO THAT AUTOMATICALLY.) DARCY TULLEPIO "Lets just say that the certain people that find me polite are the ones who treat me well." Said Darcy to the albino mamed Jace. Darcy felt strangely drained at the newcomer's presence. "And thank you for your welcome," Darcy went on, "You may not have been here for class, but you can stick around with me and Muscle for the day if you'd like." "Dr. Shankman, are there any multi-person training sims around here?" Darcy asked Shankman. "Not unless your counting Buddy's Public Hangout." Shankman replied, "The sims there are the least glitchy, and they have some of the best service. Especially for a pub run by Enhancermorphs your age." "I guess we can go there to relax or mingle.." Darcy muttered, "But it's you choice. I would like to relax somewhere." POOT CHOICE #2 HEERE :3
"Lambda C-2, I think Rocketfingers is the current leader." Ryder said in a distasteful manner. "Rocketfingers?" Darcy asked, "What kind of name is Rocketfingers? A guy who plays with explosives and he blew his hands off?" "I would think he is a pyrokinetic." Said Dr. Shankman, "And a very bad attitude to match." "Oh great, so that means all the battalions like to try to heat on each others skulls?" "Natural rivalry, yes." Shankman replies, "But in the end, every battalion fight alongsides whenever there is danger, although Lambda never usually had a clean record." "Whatever." Darcy mutters, turning to Ryder. "Is there any arcade around here by any chance?" ELAINE VITRUSIO Elle sighed. She had beaten herself 27 times and still could not relieve herself of the boredom she felt. Maybe it was because of Darcy. She willed her ice pieces to disappear to vapour and relaxed in her chair. She thought of everything that was going on. She remembered the first time she was paired with Poke, Ryder, and Rachel. Rachel was always quiet. She never talked much and always had her head in a book. But her deductive skills surpasses even Elle's own, slicing puzzles in record timing, but only when it comes to one final solution, making chess not really her forte. And Poke, the energetic joker. He practically fails at 45% of all training situations because of him being clumsy. But he always had a good sense of humor. And lastly, Muscle. The was a meathead, but was a good den father. All in all, Elle really wondered what Darcy would offer.
(Sorry For the short post. I'm grounded) "Thanks." Darcy said, "I have to admit that that was really tough. And I can understand why Elle would leave. Being a leader an be time consuming. Give her a break. She may be fearless, but even the ice queen can get tired." "Yes but at least she's got hell of a recruit to look after." Came Banshee's voice as she landed next to Darcy. A chubby kid also landed with Banshee. He looked strangely old, but still looked about 17. "This guy's John. John Doe. He's able to feign death periodically." "And why so friendly now?" Darcy asked, "And I thought that I was your average new fish." "Banshee's got a knack of being wrong." John said quietly. "If anything your little 'initiation' is one of the few things that impress her. If anything, she loves to fight." "What he said." Banshee went on. "So, I'm sorry." Darcy frowned. I'm sorry? Darcy knew that she owed him. He decided to play the flirt card. "You can do better then that. And I know exactly how." Darcy grunted, "It's kind of a shame that for cute gal like you, you literally blew me away." "Very charming, Tintop." Banshee said with a smirk. "But for me to even consider accepting your advances, your gonna need to try harder then that." She walked out the Battle Hall, John tailing her. "At least I get the notion that she might like me. What battalion is she in? Darcy asked.
Accepted. Welcome to Enhancermorphs, Sessamaru!
Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:25 Mood: Victorious Day: 7/10 The lion let out a shriek as muscle pulled out it's bottom mouth piece, and clawed at him, slashing at his arms, trying to get free. Darcy decided to take the chance and fire his shoulder cannon again. The projectile flew, hitting it in the hindquarters, dislodging a small door that contained.....A FUEL CELL??!!! Darcy dropped his guard a little. All androids ran on electrical impulses and brains! Why in the world would a lion droid be running on a fuel cell? At any rate, that would be able to work towards the goal. Darcy concentrated again, his shoulder cannon turning into an extendable arm. "Muscle! Hold it down! I'm going for the kill!" Darcy shouted. The lion immediately began to struggle more under Muscle's strong grip. Darcy launched the mecha arm. It flew at the fuel cell, grabbing it, and with Darcy's strength, he yanked the fuel cell from it's container. The lion instantly froze, not struggling against Muscle's strength, as it's eyes shut off. There was a descending hum, as the lion went limp. All systems went to immediate shutdown. The lion was detained. "Bravo." Dr. Shankman said from the stands. There was some applause. Darcy saw that even Banshee clapping. "I would also like that fuel cell back, if you don't mind." Dr. Shankman asked Darcy, "You and Sanders' grades have been raised. you also preformed an excellent example of teamwork and precision timing. You are now able to return to the Main District."
Etrius appeared out of nowhere, sticking to the group. "Oh, hey Steel. I was wondering when you'd show up. I did sense something familiar a while back." Etrius said, "Now what we have here, is a stuck up snob of an emperor. He has hundred of people as his staff, and when I asked around, this guy's "groove" is none other than his daily routine, and how he runs the place. But I doubt he's sharp."
Hey twilight, where'd you get the image? Did you make it?
Etrius just smirked at the group as they ate the cookies. He wasn't really hungry, but more interested in getting the situation over with. He looked back at the opened doors. Who would this emperor be? He was very curious. He strayed from the group and entered through door. No one would actually miss him, he would be back. He was quick after all.
Darcy "Ultimachinox" Tullepio Location: Battle Hall Time: 7:20 Mood: Concentrating Day: 6/10 The lion instantly fired off the rockets at Muscle's challenge, one of each rocket zeroing in on each target. Darcy fired his cannon, the projectile hitting the rocket just enough to force it off course. The cannon's back piece slammed the ground again, reloading the barrel. As soon as it loaded Darcy fired another time, now at the lion. It was still facing Muscle as the projectile hit it square on the rocket launcher, damaging it from the fire velocity and from the projectile shattering into millions of dirt. The lion immediately switched targets. It turned in Darcy's direction, pulling out a new weapon, this time emanating from its mouth. Darcy heard a slight hum, and a strange thump being heard 3 time before Darcy could guess what the weapon was. It was a Vertical Laser, and it was aiming straight for him."Well ain't that a load of shi-" Was all Darcy said before the weapon did 2 more thumps and it fired. A huge wall of energy spread from the weapon as Darcy break-rolled to the side, letting the laser hit the wall. "Mind the language please!" Dr.Shankman asked. Darcy stood. How would OmegaTech be able to afford such a thing? Or maybe....The lion fired again, causing Darcy to backflip and to think. The Vertical Laser could only fire once more before needing to charge, but even then, there was a small time frame before it fired again. In this case...Darcy reloaded his cannon, and waited. The lion fired once again. Darcy pulled the trigger, and as soon as the dirt-bullet flew out of the barrel, Darcy rematerialized the blast shield. The dirt-ball hit its mark, compacting the blast in an explosion of soil. The blast, on the other hand, cracked like a mirror. A bit of dirt hit the inside of the Vertical Laser, causing it to short circuit and forcing the lion to charge Darcy.
