Island Resort ~The RP~

[cheeta-katt]

((AMANDA I AM RAIDING 8D ))

Dustin wasn't quite sure what to think anymore.
Walking along the beach was his current course of action. Only a minute of going through those horrible crowds was all Dustin could take before he felt like he was going to kill someone. He decided to escape to the coastline and perhaps recuperate, or maybe get an idea of what he was dealing with, as he liked to do in any situation.
But this place seemed to defy all logic. It was definitely a city, but it went on forever. There was no end to the buildings or the people—and what a bizarre bunch of people! Sure that's what most normal travelers would think, but in Dustin's case, this kind of reaction was an anomaly beyond anomalies. He'd seen some pretty strange stuff in his life, but it all seemed child's play compared to this country-sized city.
Worse yet, Dustin knew he wasn't anywhere on the world he came from. For all he knew, he could've been transported to another dimension.
D**n teleporter.
But if there was one thing that kept nagging him as he shuffled along the golden sand it was this: Why here?
Why at all?

Dustin's cell phone went off.

At first he actually thought it was an incoming call. A glimmer of hope went through Dustin's eyes as he reached for his back pocket, pulling out a heavily modified mobile phone the color of polished steel. It vibrated madly in his palm.
If this was an incoming call, then he had to be someplace on the Earth he knew. He highly doubted he would get signal in an alternate dimension.
However, upon flipping open the cover, Dustin's face fell. But then he became interested.
The phone had picked up on something. Of all the weird things in this city, it had picked up on something that it found did not belong here—which is what it was supposed to do—but the fact that it adjusted so quickly to the new world was impressive all by itself. Dustin mentally patted himself on the back for his handiwork.
But then again, what could possibly be so strange that it didn't even belong here?
The reading naturally came up unidentified, but the tracker was working.
"Come on now..." Dustin muttered, following the pulsing red dot on screen, "This should be int—"
Slosh. Dustin's shoe sunk into the damp sand, a small wave rushing around his soles. He paused and looked away from the screen, out into the ocean. Not to his surprise there was an island not very far off shore.
Ah. But how to get over there? Dustin pondered.
"Sea turtles."
"Sea turtles?" he said aloud, disgruntled, "Seriously. Now is no time to make up stupid jokes, brain."
Then something caught his eye. Swimming toward him were six to eight very large oceanic turtles, going along as calmly as ever toward shore. The stopped short of the boy and waited patiently.
Dustin blinked.
"Well that all works then," he shrugged, pulling out a few yards of electric cable. Dustin tied three of the turtles together and rested on their backs, getting an unusually gentle ride toward the island in the distance.

How convenient?  

[ByakoAssailant]

The two guards on duty turned there gaze to the elevator as it opened, one had there hand on the alarm since there was confirmation of people appearing on the island through the security.

The leader of the invading force sat aboard there flagship.

"Leader! Reports coming in say that there have been sightings of strange individuals appearing and desapearing upon the island! Also, One of our ships has reported strange devices found on there ships hull!"

The leader of the amphibious empire rose from his throne.
"Tighten security! Increase security checks and order the army to prepare for combat! This is no doubt a clever Jarian trick to try and confuse our forces. Order the ship to atempt removal of the devices and order our other ships to check for similar anomalies."  

[cheeta-katt]

It took him and his living raft of sea turtles around twenty minutes before they neared the island coast. Dustin meanwhile planned his course of action.
Whatever had to be there it had to be from someplace else—something that, even for a city like this, was abnormal and did not belong—and, judging from the bizarre ships up and on the island's surface, were most likely very heavy on the artillery. But then again, were they even harmful at all?
Dustin tried not to think about it. The last time the scanner picked up on something that "didn't belong" he had done himself a bad favor. Now he knew better. Investigate first—shoot later.
But Dustin was known for his itchy trigger finger.
They got closer and the turtles began to struggle. The ones swimming around them began to bite through the cords. "Hey! Knock it off!" Dustin hissed, waving his hand to shoo them away, but they only gave him sad looks and continued to chomp at the wires.
He sighed. This would be a long swim. Carefully Dustin put the damaged controller in his backpack, making sure that the zippers were closed tight to keep the water out. Then the turtles swam out from underneath him and he was drenched completely.
Dustin doggy-paddled miserably like a cat thrown in the pool. He never liked swimming.
He headed toward a ship close to shore, hoping that he would be too small to notice in its shadow.  

[supremeviva]

Xi stepped away form the dead guard at the security station Her eyes locked on the one screen showing the flagships bridge.

*s**t Viva they found us out. I'm making my way back to the other jarians. Meet you there. Inform them of the change.*

Viva leaps off of the flagships hull having planted the last charge on it. As he falls though the air he opens a mental link to the others.



*Time to drop the ruse. They know we'er here. Use lethal force if nesccary. Xi is on her way to retrive you guys. *

As soon as viva hits the ground he sets off the charges. The fleet ships are suddenly flooded with energy pulsses designed to incenerate biological matter while leaving other surfaces untouched. At the same time simular charges detonate on the coastal batteies disrupting their power supply by forcing a negative feedback loop in the power cores disabling them.

Moments later sixty aerial drones decend form the sky. They soar over the fleet and drop large egg shaped canisteres form them in midflight. The canisters soar to the ground before blowing open and releasing thousands of small marble shaped devices. The mables slam into the ground releasing power energy pulese similar to those detonating on the ships while another fifty heavy assualt drones make their way up the beach shredding though raziel clones and guads with their gatling guns.

The Jarian counterattack had begun.  

[aeris192]

((uwah? *hides from cheeta-catt's raiding* That "8D" face is really creepy. O.o))

"ah.."
Chase hand instinctively went to his head as he received the strange message from Viva. Drop the Ruse? But didn't Lutia---?
He looked back over the two guards and decided not to drop the disguise just yet. They hadn't seen Raziel yet, so it just looked like two fellow guards.
Carefully he positioned himself in the room to one favorable to him if the two decided to attack before talking.
"There is an emergency going on on the prison level! We need back-up immediately."
He stated with a sense of urgency, planning to take the two out when they entered the elevator.  

[cheeta-katt]

((You know you love it 8DDDDD ))

Dustin was still treading water when the explosives went off. He heard the familiar hum of an electrical charge come from the nearby ship.
"Fudge!" he hissed and ducked underwater. Dustin watched as the waves above his head rippled with the silent shockwave. He did not dare come up until he was nearly out of breath, in case there was another charge that would go off. When he popped back above water that did not happen. However, devices near the shoreline were sparking and randomly bursting into flame. Several large ships of a different kind soared overhead, their job done.
Dustin realized now would be a good time to get to land. He was quickly getting tired—stamina was not one of his strong points—and the action was heating up. Dustin took note of the fifty or so drones parading up the beach with rapid fire weapons.
But by this point he was rather confused. Exactly who's side was he on?
It wouldn't matter, Dustin realized; the drones would most likely rip him to shreds as he reached land anyways, and the others would be rather mad that their devices had been destroyed. He would have to shoot now and negotiate later.
Dustin hoped that the drones, like many others, reacted to heat signatures as substitute for sight. If that was the case, then the cold ocean waters would most likely keep him safe for now. Otherwise...well, he'd have to try his luck.
Dustin made his was toward the shadow of one of the ships, crossing his fingers that there wouldn't be any other robots on the other side waiting for him.  

[ByakoAssailant]

The flagship was unaffected by the blast, it was similar to a weapon common to a well known alien empire a great distance from Byako.
The other ships were not as well protected and suffered a few casualties before the built in defenses kicked in, disabling them.

"Sir! we have had a number of casualties from a sabatour! Our defensive barrier has been damaged and we are under attack from droids!"

The leaders expression turned dark as he assessed the information.
"It seems the Jarians refuse to accept our demands. Order all remaining troops on the island to evacuate to ships and Begin bombardment of the island.
They had there chance. Order the Prison ship to begin executing prisoners."


The prison ship recieved the instructions.
"No worry, troops will be entering the ship en masse. It appears the Jarians have begun a dastardly attack. You men there, guard the elevator and dont let anyone come up!"
The ship prepared for departure.

Across the island a steady bombardment from the ships began. It would not cease until there was no land remaining.  

[cheeta-katt]

"Holy—"
Ships all around the island rose into the air and instantly began exploding everything. Dustin had just made it to shore. He was sopping wet and not in a good mood.
The ship in front of him was still on the ground, he realized. It...rather reminded him of a prison. Call it hidden intuition.
Dustin ducked underneath the shadow of the hull as an explosion went off very close by. Sand burned his face and stuck to his wet clothing. When he opened his eyes, there was nothing but a crater left, slowly filling with water from the closing tide. The ship in particular was hovering closely overhead.
He'd really had enough of this. Dustin took out the Powerbreak.
Pressing the charge button, the compact weapon instantly heated up, humming peacefully by his ear as he lifted it onto his shoulder. Dustin peered through the scope, aiming the crosshairs at the area of the ship that dropped the previous bomb. As it opened again to drop another, the Powerbreak clicked, signaling that it had finished charging.
Dustin set the switch for "anti-air" and placed his index finger on the trigger.
"Stop friggin' blowing up my island!" he yelled, and fired. A burst of red plasma-like material exploded from the relatively small barrel; it burned the air around it, traveling at sub-sonic speeds toward the ship's hull. Just before the bomb hatch closed the blast hit—if Dustin thought right, then the exposed area would've been badly damaged, hopefully destroying the aircraft.  

[aeris192]

Chase bit his lip and obediently went to the elevator looking for Raziel for permission to cut the chase and take out the guards. Maybe they could hijack this ship before the soldiers got here?  

[Xx_Raziel-Phoenix_xX]

From the back of the elevator could be heard the sounds of cartilage and bone cracking as Raziel loosened himself up. He had been waiting for this the whole time.

"Time to shine."

And with that he stepped forward and was gone, followed instantly by the sound of the guards dropping to the floor. He had already begun having the mage doll decipher the controls and the samurai doll manning the weapons array. He sealed off the ship and changed any passcodes and override codes to prevent the invaders from re-entering the ship.

"Samurai, I'd like for you to concentrate all batteries on the flagship, prevent them from leaving. Mage, I'd like you to engage evasive maneuvers as soon as they begin to return fire. Keep the shields up as long as you can."

He stepped away from the panel and headed towards the windows, his eyes locked on the flagship.

"I think it's time we end this little game of theirs."

Without another word Raziel leaped through the window and soared towards the flagship, determined to take out the leader before he could lead his forces to do anymore harm.  

[cheeta-katt]

Having just destroyed an attacking alien vessel or not, Dustin realized that it was only one of several dozen currently attacking the island and would have little impact on this battle. He needed to find the head honcho.
Dustin began looking for some sort of sign that would lead him there. Instead, as soon as he popped out from underneath the prison ship's hull, he came face-to-face with a drone and the barrel of its machine gun.
The last thing it likely saw was a burst of very hot material in its general direction. It lay sputtering on the ground. Dustin stepped over it and looked to the sky.
What he saw was only slightly out of the ordinary. From one of the windows of the ship flew out a figure, headed for a very large and regal-looking aircraft almost on the other side of the island. Dustin sighed heavily. How did he not notice that right after he came in?
That was beside the point. Now he needed to get over there. And Dustin had an idea.
Well, it was one that he'd used before. The only reason Dustin wasn't fond of it was he had a deathly fear of heights...and, well, flying in general. But what exactly did he have to lose? ((I lose the game))
Dustin took a deep breath, calming his nerves as he switched off the charge and put the barrel to the sand; last time he did this he'd broken several fingers due to recoil, but perhaps the loose sediment would help soften his ascent. Either that, or it would screw with his trajectory...but Dustin tried not to think of such things.
"Stay optimistic."
He faced the gun at an angle and fired. Dustin soared through the air on an explosion of red towards the flagship. The recoil threatened to shatter every bone in his body. Dustin gritted his teeth and tried not to look down—the last thing he needed was to barf mid-flight.
The angle was perfect. Dustin landed with a heavy thud on the outer hull of the flagship, rolling to a stop on its smooth surface. His body ached all over. It was a miracle he hadn't killed himself.
"Owowowow..." Dustin grumbled, dizzily stumbling to his feet. His head swam worse when a nice gust ruffled his hair, reminding him of how high above the ground he was. Dustin felt his face turn a pleasant shade of green.
He needed to get inside. Quickly he spotted a window and, turning back on the charge, pressed the barrel to the barrier and pulled the trigger. If the window didn't shatter then it probably melted in contact with the super-heated mixture. Dustin ducked inside.
He found himself in what looked like a very important room with a very important alien sitting in a comfy chair nearby. Dustin instinctively aimed the gun across the room for his head, the charge humming for the next attack. He waited for a reason to fire.  

[aeris192]

Chase raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.
After Raziel finished giving orders, Chase dropped the icky alien disguise. He looked over at Kite as he found the difference between their disguise methods to be interesting. To him, changing back to his "normal" appearance looked as if he shed off a delicate cover of snow. Snow that just happened to be the illusion of the alien.

"So..now---"
Chase began to muse when he caught Raziel leap through the window very unexpectantly. Alarmed, he ran over to the window and watched the other Jarian gracefully make his way towards the flagship. If Chase followed, he wouldn't be able to make it over in time unless.....

He looked hesitantly at his concealed ribbon-whip, then back at the mage dolls. When he was absolutely positive none of them were looking his way, his image phased, but returned to normal as the clone remained staring out the window.  

[justice_prime]

Through the sky came a whizzing object, resembling a giant bumble bee with it's bulk and agility combined. The thing slowed and lowered to the ground. When it rose again it was now the fit appearance of a transport aircraft with two cages on top. The dropship tilted back on its tail and shot upwards towards the invading fleet. "Eat this..." two rockets detached from the ship and fell a few feet before wooshing forward at the invaders. At that time a couple chain guns onboard began firing light rounds at a nearby destroyer. The missiles darted this way and that, finally impacting the same destroyer in the side as saturated fire followed up on the target.

Whilst all of this happened, the Gretties made their way to the grounded Prison ship seeking meals, many getting hammered with artillery.  

[supremeviva]

Viva watches calmly as the jarian counterattack starts to take effect. Severl H.A.Ds fire them beam cannons into a large cruiser as it prepares to fire on the island crippling the ship. He smiles then broadcast a mental message to the Jarian forces.

*Take them alive. We done enough to destablisize them. Keep their leader alive as well..only use lethal force is necessary.*

Viva cuts off the message then sidesteps another guard. He whirls around smacking the guard int he back with the handle of his halberd knocking him out. He proceeds deeper into the island passing ground of guards being wrestled to the ground by the much larger drones.

The drone Dustin had hit climbs back to its feet having repaired itself. The drones didn't seem to pay any mind to Dustin having their own priorities.  

[justice_prime]

Justice's eyes flicked jade and a message returned over mindband.

I'll do my best, but they'd best know how to swim.
He looked for engines and found them on the destroyer, targeting and firing upon them with his light guns. once the tracers began impacting the target, two more rockets detached, fell, then flew.