Paul begins to rapidly fire his blaster at Willow. He knew exactly how to shoot - he had learned from studying Stormtroopers! "I found the escapees!" Paul shouted as he shot, causing several Nindroids to run into the area with their own weapons.
As Willow begins to walk backwards two of the beams whistle past her ears She fires back and hits one of the nindroids, however, the shot doesn’t take him down.
Although you’ve learned how to use a blaster through watching stormtroopers, one of your shots still finds its mark; burying itself the escapee’s left arm. She yelps and nearly drops her gun as a fiery pain rushes through her.
"I got one!" Paul shouted excitedly. "I can't believe it; I actually got one!" He then looked around at the other Nindroids who maintained stern expressions. He coughed and tried to reassert a serious face.
You arrive at the door and input the code. A buzzer sounds as the metal entrance opens, revealing the smokey factory.
You step inside.
The hiss and sizzle of molten iron cooling, the clanking of gears and the ponding of presses fill the room with an ever-steady rhythm.
You glance around at the items on the assembly lines.
To your horror, white ninja stares back at you; Its emerald-green eyes lifeless as a laser sears letters and numbers into its robotic arm.
~J-3CK M-AS0n~
These aren’t regular nindroids…
(OOC: I AM the Senate.)
What...the...?
*I CAREFULLY get closer, to get a better look. Despite being an escapee, I can’t help my curiosity as I run my hand along the arm, trying to figure out what this thing is made of*
What the heck ARE you?
*I look around to another assembly line, and find multiple weapons being forged*
These might come in handy...
*I pick up a pair of sai, and immediately drop them, the gray glove on my right hand practically disintegrated. The sai were searing hot. Frustrated for not realizing that they would most likely be hotter than fire, having just come off the assembly line, I freeze them in Ice, smash the Ice off and THEN pick them up. Studying them, I notice they were almost identical to mine*
Almost. *I smirk. The original Ice Dragon emblem Zane used to have wasn’t engraved on the blade, which told me it wasn’t mine, as I usually carve that emblem in all my creations, regardless of what it was. Even RU5-T had one on the back of his right arm, even though he wasn’t built by me, he was as good as mine*
Rusty... *That one question ran though my mind again* Ẁ̴̡͍͚̼̣̘̙̱̖̀̃̔̃̃̀̋̌͡ḩ̸̯̰̬̻̔̍̀̈́̈́͆̌̕͜͡e̛͎̲̱̟̤͛̓͂́͋͋́ͅr̛̫̗̩̹͆͗͒̀͌͋̈́͟͜ͅe̸̯̞̞̗̝̓͆̔͛̊́̑̋̏͗͜’̴̺̞͙͍̘̰̖̀̿̾̈́͐̇̌̽͞s̜͎̙̙̲̔̌̉̀̑͌̓̕ͅ Ŕ̡̡͙͙̙͍̪̬͎̍̆̈́̕͡͡ú̡͍̼̮͕̲̠̑̕͡͠s͙̫͓̲͊̾̿̇͠͞ͅt̸̨̢̨̹̫͖̃̇̍̈͗̿͘͢͡y̶̢̨̟̬̣̙͙̻̳̼̍̑̋̅̓̒͊̚͞?̢̠̮̣͇͌̈̍͒̄͗͛̕͞
*I go back to investigate the mysterious Nindroids, wondering why they looked like me*
This is some serious stuff...I’ll bet Amos will want to know about this. Or did he come across these while he was here?
*more memories craw into my head, as I begin to recall what happened, piece by piece*
As Willow begins to walk backwards two of the beams whistle past her ears She fires back and hits one of the nindroids, however, the shot doesn’t take him down.
Although you’ve learned how to use a blaster through watching stormtroopers, one of your shots still finds its mark; burying itself the escapee’s left arm. She yelps and nearly drops her gun as a fiery pain rushes through her.
"I got one!" Paul shouted excitedly. "I can't believe it; I actually got one!" He then looked around at the other Nindroids who maintained stern expressions. He coughed and tried to reassert a serious face.
*I run in, fully intent on tearing apart any Nindroids I come across. I freeze the hallway, turning it into an Ice rink of some sort, causing the Nindroids to stumble, having no traction in their feet, as I expertly slide through the hallway, freezing some Nindroids in solid Ice, and punching every other Nindroid I can reach with an Ice-covered right-hand fist like a madman. It may be the Nindroids’ surprise- why on earth would someone attempt to take on an army alone? -but I manage to down at least half the squadron of Nindroids before they realize what’s happening, smashing straight through their armor. The Nindroids wonder why their armor is rendered useless to me, unarmed. But as I down more of them, the Ice covering my hand smashes, and each time before I freeze up some more, they get a glimpse of a burned-gloved hand, revealing it to be made of pure metal*
You’ll regret ever bringing me or my friend in here! You might never stop, you might have an infinite army, BUT I’LL TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!
*I grab my sai and turn to face the rest of the presumably doomed squad of Nindroids*
*I CAREFULLY get closer, to get a better look. Despite being an escapee, I can’t help my curiosity as I run my hand along the arm, trying to figure out what this thing is made of*
What the heck ARE you?
*I look around to another assembly line, and find multiple weapons being forged*
These might come in handy...
*I pick up a pair of sai, and immediately drop them, the gray glove on my right hand practically disintegrated. The sai were searing hot. Frustrated for not realizing that they would most likely be hotter than fire, having just come off the assembly line, I freeze them in Ice, smash the Ice off and THEN pick them up. Studying them, I notice they were almost identical to mine*
Almost. *I smirk. The original Ice Dragon emblem Zane used to have wasn’t engraved on the blade, which told me it wasn’t mine, as I usually carve that emblem in all my creations, regardless of what it was. Even RU5-T had one on the back of his right arm, even though he wasn’t built by me, he was as good as mine*
Rusty... *That one question ran though my mind again* Ẁ̴̡͍͚̼̣̘̙̱̖̀̃̔̃̃̀̋̌͡ḩ̸̯̰̬̻̔̍̀̈́̈́͆̌̕͜͡e̛͎̲̱̟̤͛̓͂́͋͋́ͅr̛̫̗̩̹͆͗͒̀͌͋̈́͟͜ͅe̸̯̞̞̗̝̓͆̔͛̊́̑̋̏͗͜’̴̺̞͙͍̘̰̖̀̿̾̈́͐̇̌̽͞s̜͎̙̙̲̔̌̉̀̑͌̓̕ͅ Ŕ̡̡͙͙̙͍̪̬͎̍̆̈́̕͡͡ú̡͍̼̮͕̲̠̑̕͡͠s͙̫͓̲͊̾̿̇͠͞ͅt̸̨̢̨̹̫͖̃̇̍̈͗̿͘͢͡y̶̢̨̟̬̣̙͙̻̳̼̍̑̋̅̓̒͊̚͞?̢̠̮̣͇͌̈̍͒̄͗͛̕͞
*I go back to investigate the mysterious Nindroids, wondering why they looked like me*
This is some serious stuff...I’ll bet Amos will want to know about this. Or did he come across these while he was here?
*more memories craw into my head, as I begin to recall what happened, piece by piece*
"I got one!" Paul shouted excitedly. "I can't believe it; I actually got one!" He then looked around at the other Nindroids who maintained stern expressions. He coughed and tried to reassert a serious face.
*I run in, fully intent on tearing apart any Nindroids I come across. I freeze the hallway, turning it into an Ice rink of some sort, causing the Nindroids to stumble, having no traction in their feet, as I expertly slide through the hallway, freezing some Nindroids in solid Ice, and punching every other Nindroid I can reach with an Ice-covered right-hand fist like a madman. It may be the Nindroids’ surprise- why on earth would someone attempt to take on an army alone? -but I manage to down at least half the squadron of Nindroids before they realize what’s happening, smashing straight through their armor. The Nindroids wonder why their armor is rendered useless to me, unarmed. But as I down more of them, the Ice covering my hand smashes, and each time before I freeze up some more, they get a glimpse of a burned-gloved hand, revealing it to be made of pure metal*
You’ll regret ever bringing me or my friend in here! You might never stop, you might have an infinite army, BUT I’LL TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!
*I grab my sai and turn to face the rest of the presumably doomed squad of Nindroids*
(OOC: Uhm...was that too much? XD)
A fiery fury courses through your veins, but one can only fight for so long. . .
Beginning to feel the energy in your body drop to zero, you recall what Benjamin had said earlier:
“For you to be able to make it, within 3 hours.”
It had been less than an hour. . .
The world begins to spin as sheer exhaustion commences to take over your being.
You fall to the ground unable to move.
As your body begins to shut down you hear a robotic laugh in the distance:
“And there is the other one.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You had fought the enemy with the last of your strength, and the cost is more than you'd hoped.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~The timer has reset~
~Ninjago is starting to crumble~
(OOC: The story’s ending is in the hands of the players. Be careful what you chose. Also, don't worry, Jeck is still alive. )
"And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day" -"Rise," Skillet.
*I run in, fully intent on tearing apart any Nindroids I come across. I freeze the hallway, turning it into an Ice rink of some sort, causing the Nindroids to stumble, having no traction in their feet, as I expertly slide through the hallway, freezing some Nindroids in solid Ice, and punching every other Nindroid I can reach with an Ice-covered right-hand fist like a madman. It may be the Nindroids’ surprise- why on earth would someone attempt to take on an army alone? -but I manage to down at least half the squadron of Nindroids before they realize what’s happening, smashing straight through their armor. The Nindroids wonder why their armor is rendered useless to me, unarmed. But as I down more of them, the Ice covering my hand smashes, and each time before I freeze up some more, they get a glimpse of a burned-gloved hand, revealing it to be made of pure metal*
You’ll regret ever bringing me or my friend in here! You might never stop, you might have an infinite army, BUT I’LL TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!
*I grab my sai and turn to face the rest of the presumably doomed squad of Nindroids*
(OOC: Uhm...was that too much? XD)
A fiery fury courses through your veins, but one can only fight for so long. . .
Beginning to feel the energy in your body drop to zero, you recall what Benjamin had said earlier:
“For you to be able to make it, within 3 hours.”
It had been less than an hour. . .
The world begins to spin as sheer exhaustion commences to take over your being.
You fall to the ground unable to move.
As your body begins to shut down you hear a robotic laugh in the distance:
“And there is the other one.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You had fought the enemy with the last of your strength, and the cost is more than you'd hoped.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~The timer has reset~
~Ninjago is starting to crumble~
(OOC: The story’s ending is in the hands of the players. Be careful what you chose. Also, don't worry, Jeck is still alive. )
"And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day" -"Rise," Skillet.
Ugh...
*I hit the ground, grunting as I land. I reach toward Willow, who appears to be either unconscious, or in too much pain to move*
Willow...I’m sorry...I...failed.....
I remember. I remember it all. And I figure out the key... Ḩ̴̧̛̜̗̰͓̖͔̳̃̉̒̌̏͊͜͞e̖̼̱͕͉̺̅̍̂̀̓̊͗̒̕͡ľ̖̯͈̜̦͇͚̰͐̒̐̊͑̊̓̾̆p̴̛̝̣̬̳͙̉̓͗̈͑̽̋̋̆͢.̝̣͎͕͖̉̓̉̚̚͠.̧͈̭͖͔̤͋̓͐̏̑̄̍̄͒̚.͓̟͔̙̞͓͕̠̈̇̓̊̑̈̆͋̓͟͜͠
*I run in, fully intent on tearing apart any Nindroids I come across. I freeze the hallway, turning it into an Ice rink of some sort, causing the Nindroids to stumble, having no traction in their feet, as I expertly slide through the hallway, freezing some Nindroids in solid Ice, and punching every other Nindroid I can reach with an Ice-covered right-hand fist like a madman. It may be the Nindroids’ surprise- why on earth would someone attempt to take on an army alone? -but I manage to down at least half the squadron of Nindroids before they realize what’s happening, smashing straight through their armor. The Nindroids wonder why their armor is rendered useless to me, unarmed. But as I down more of them, the Ice covering my hand smashes, and each time before I freeze up some more, they get a glimpse of a burned-gloved hand, revealing it to be made of pure metal*
You’ll regret ever bringing me or my friend in here! You might never stop, you might have an infinite army, BUT I’LL TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!
*I grab my sai and turn to face the rest of the presumably doomed squad of Nindroids*
(OOC: Uhm...was that too much? XD)
A fiery fury courses through your veins, but one can only fight for so long. . .
Beginning to feel the energy in your body drop to zero, you recall what Benjamin had said earlier:
“For you to be able to make it, within 3 hours.”
It had been less than an hour. . .
The world begins to spin as sheer exhaustion commences to take over your being.
You fall to the ground unable to move.
As your body begins to shut down you hear a robotic laugh in the distance:
“And there is the other one.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You had fought the enemy with the last of your strength, and the cost is more than you'd hoped.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~The timer has reset~
~Ninjago is starting to crumble~
(OOC: The story’s ending is in the hands of the players. Be careful what you chose. Also, don't worry, Jeck is still alive. )
"And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day" -"Rise," Skillet.
OOC: Sorry, I think I'm gonna need some context to be able to add onto that.
"And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day" -"Rise," Skillet.
Ugh...
*I hit the ground, grunting as I land. I reach toward Willow, who appears to be either unconscious, or in too much pain to move*
Willow...I’m sorry...I...failed.....
I remember. I remember it all. And I figure out the key... Ḩ̴̧̛̜̗̰͓̖͔̳̃̉̒̌̏͊͜͞e̖̼̱͕͉̺̅̍̂̀̓̊͗̒̕͡ľ̖̯͈̜̦͇͚̰͐̒̐̊͑̊̓̾̆p̴̛̝̣̬̳͙̉̓͗̈͑̽̋̋̆͢.̝̣͎͕͖̉̓̉̚̚͠.̧͈̭͖͔̤͋̓͐̏̑̄̍̄͒̚.͓̟͔̙̞͓͕̠̈̇̓̊̑̈̆͋̓͟͜͠
Willow’s back is turned to you while she clutches her wounded arm.
For the first time, you see the back of her gi has been torn and shredded—revealing a gray shirt with the letter “J” in blue.
It comes to your attention that she has also been shot in the side.
“I.. Failed.. as well…” Her voice quivers as she tries to hide her overwhelming sorrow and frustration.
"And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day" -"Rise," Skillet.
OOC: Sorry, I think I'm gonna need some context to be able to add onto that.
OOC: Okey dokie. Sorry about that.
As you look at the two escapees laying on the floor, a surge of accomplishment runs through you. You helped capture them. All those late nights of "Star Wars" binge-watching had finally paid off! Maybe you’d even get a promotion.
Your leader breaks your thoughts by barking at you to fetch Woodsworth (Benjamin).
*I hit the ground, grunting as I land. I reach toward Willow, who appears to be either unconscious, or in too much pain to move*
Willow...I’m sorry...I...failed.....
I remember. I remember it all. And I figure out the key... Ḩ̴̧̛̜̗̰͓̖͔̳̃̉̒̌̏͊͜͞e̖̼̱͕͉̺̅̍̂̀̓̊͗̒̕͡ľ̖̯͈̜̦͇͚̰͐̒̐̊͑̊̓̾̆p̴̛̝̣̬̳͙̉̓͗̈͑̽̋̋̆͢.̝̣͎͕͖̉̓̉̚̚͠.̧͈̭͖͔̤͋̓͐̏̑̄̍̄͒̚.͓̟͔̙̞͓͕̠̈̇̓̊̑̈̆͋̓͟͜͠
Willow’s back is turned to you while she clutches her wounded arm.
For the first time, you see the back of her gi has been torn and shredded—revealing a gray shirt with the letter “J” in blue.
It comes to your attention that she has also been shot in the side.
“I.. Failed.. as well…” Her voice quivers as she tries to hide her overwhelming sorrow and frustration.
One of the nindroids walks towards you; a syringe of sorts grasped in its hand.
You feel apart of you disappear as the robot gives you the shot in your left arm.
“Wouldn’t want you to use your powers again now would we?”
He does the same to Willow.
“Isn’t that right Crimson?”
Willow doesn’t answer.
*I crawl to Willow, trying to make sure she’s okay. My arm feels stiff, and the feeling soon spreads to the rest of my body, except for my right arm. I start to catch my breath a bit, being able to breath normally. I wasn’t afraid of these Nindroids. I wasn’t afraid of anything. What would come would come, and I could only react as best as I could. I start to think, and eventually come up with a plan, but I couldn’t enact it yet. The time would come, eventually*
One of the nindroids walks towards you; a syringe of sorts grasped in its hand.
You feel apart of you disappear as the robot gives you the shot in your left arm.
“Wouldn’t want you to use your powers again now would we?”
He does the same to Willow.
“Isn’t that right Crimson?”
Willow doesn’t answer.
*I crawl to Willow, trying to make sure she’s okay. My arm feels stiff, and the feeling soon spreads to the rest of my body, except for my right arm. I start to catch my breath a bit, being able to breath normally. I wasn’t afraid of these Nindroids. I wasn’t afraid of anything. What would come would come, and I could only react as best as I could. I start to think, and eventually come up with a plan, but I couldn’t enact it yet. The time would come, eventually*
Willow, a-are you alright?
"No, not r-really."
Willow begins to whisper so the surrounding nindroids won’t hear.
“I c-can’t keep it forever… Why, didn’t ya run…? At least o-one of us could have warned... the others.”
*I crawl to Willow, trying to make sure she’s okay. My arm feels stiff, and the feeling soon spreads to the rest of my body, except for my right arm. I start to catch my breath a bit, being able to breath normally. I wasn’t afraid of these Nindroids. I wasn’t afraid of anything. What would come would come, and I could only react as best as I could. I start to think, and eventually come up with a plan, but I couldn’t enact it yet. The time would come, eventually*
Willow, a-are you alright?
"No, not r-really."
Willow begins to whisper so the surrounding nindroids won’t hear.
“I c-can’t keep it forever… Why, didn’t ya run…? At least o-one of us could have warned... the others.”
(Also whispering) Because we’re a team. No one get’s left behind on my watch. Things will work out, I promise.
(Also whispering) Because we’re a team. No one get’s left behind on my watch. Things will work out, I promise.
“H-how will things work out? They almost have all the pieces. And the last one...is in their grasp.”
"But there is still hope..." She thinks to herself. "I must still believe that... or else, what's the point of trying to fight the darkness?"
I don’t know how, but I got a funny feeling. Besides, the Nindroids have been defeated before, we can do it again. But I need to ask you something. Remember when you said one must always have a plan B, back at the tank? Do you still have the object that you spoke of?
Appearance: G1-AD1US has a black and purple lined gi and a black and dark gray dragon-like scaled mask. He also has shoulder armor made out of the same material. He is around the same height as most nindroids if not slightly shorter.
General G1-ADIUS scans the officer before him silently for a long moment. The eery-red light of his electronic eyes are cold and lifeless, yet lurking with something malicious within.