malnosso: (The Eccentric)
malnosso ([personal profile] malnosso) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2012-03-26 05:17 pm

How The Blue Man Falls

Who: I suppose just about anybody is welcome to this here shindig
What: Old Man Bil gonna get himself hurt real good
When: Well I reckon it'll be about sometime tonight, ya think?
Where: Over at that thar dome
Summary: How 'bout I save that part for the cut, darling? It's summarized good enough here
Rating: I reckon this is gonna be a sad one


It was twenty minutes left until midnight. In his underground fortress and laboratory, Sir Catherine (or Biliruben as the Malnosso knew him) was setting a teapot full of water on to boil. With the experiment entering its final stage, he predicted tonight would be another all nighter. He just needed to get this last set of calculations done so he could send them to the Great One for approval.

"Molly, my dear, where is the sugar?"

Instead of an answer, there was a crash that knocked him off his feet. Just above, a solitary droid, cloaked and hooded, had begun entering an override program into the computer above the dome. Each chamber was suddenly locked off and the clinic itself sealed close. That was the signal. Several more droids, none of these cloaked, entered in pairs until they circled the area above the floor where the former CEO and his assistant had descended many months ago. The floor panel opened, marking the ascent of an elevator. Sir Catherine began the first assault. His personal compliment of version one droids ascended on a platform. They were already outnumbered.

There was hardly even a struggle. The new encroaching droids were the latest version. They were stronger, faster, and more resilient. One of them teleported on the back of a droid, then ripped its head off. Another used super strength to punch a hole in another. Yet another cleared through two of them with as powerful blast of lightning. By now, the droids outside would be fending off Lucetians outside the Dome. There were probably a few inside who would need dealing with. Nonlethal force only. They weren't here for the Lucetians.

Into the laboratory they descended. The intern attempted to hide, but she was soon spotted and knocked out. A group of droids took charge of her and began leaving with her. The rest began downloading data from the terminals, destroying them once they retrieved what they wanted. Foolishly brave, Sir Catherine came at one of them with a cane. His blow left not even a dent and he received a violent backhand for his efforts. The old man collapsed and saw no more. Smoke from burning hardware filled the area and the droids began to leave, having accomplished their objective.

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Okay everyone, so here's the deal. If your character was already in a scenario, they won't be able to get out until the droids have already left. Ditto on the clinic. If they're in the Viewing Area they can try to get involved, but given most of the droids are there and have the same powers as Lucetians, they won't likely last long. But they won't be killed. Once the fighting starts outside, it may be loud enough to draw people in the nearby vicinity of the Dome. Unfortunately these droids are far stronger than the kind that people have been facing already, so beating them won't be possible.

Once the dust settles, Bil can be found unconscious in the wrecked lab, half buried under rubble. He's already inhaled a lot of smoke, so he'll need immediate medical care. However he has a protective 'Shift' that disables all technology and magic from affecting him, so only conventional medicine will work on him. This means he will be on the slow road to recovery and will not be waking soon.

HOWEVER, he will have a small orb on him. The outside is clear and inside is obvious computer hardware inside. The outside won't be easily broken, but there is a part on the Battle Dome console with a dome-like indentation in it. Setting the orb there will cause a program to automatically run in Chamber One. Inside a holographic Biliruben will appear, who is designed to answer questions and give information. There will be a thread for people to talk to him, but his answers will be limited and he will lack his usual 'charm'. Those who wish to speak to him may do so in the first thread marked for that purpose.

The rest of the log will just be between players, who may NPC the droids as enemies. The actual Bil will be comatose and thus not react.
fleurdesel: left, serious (still alive)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-03-29 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Deal.

[She looks over the mess of wires, frowns, and sits back. An older model car? She can manage. Anything like this was beyond her.]
redjacketthief: @ starkxravingxmad (-walther- BANG BANG)

[personal profile] redjacketthief 2012-03-29 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Lupin doesn't really know what he's doing when he starts pulling wires out, stringing along until he finds their connections. Rewiring them might be worth a shot. It might get them something.]

...thanks. Talking helps.
fleurdesel: right, serious, angry (You're late. Honestly.)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-03-29 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Remy and Irving would say much the same. With Remy I believed it, Irving only ever cared to hear the sound of his own voice.

[Now and then her eyes dart back to the door. How long until they open on their own?]
redjacketthief: (holdup)

[personal profile] redjacketthief 2012-03-29 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[The door opens of it's own accord with a soft woosh before Lupin has a chance to respond. His eyes dart from his work to the opening, confused but not unhappy.]

That...wasn't me. [Which does bother him.]
fleurdesel: right, serious, angry (The part where we hide)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-03-29 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
...It has been quiet for some time.

[She flinches back from the doors, listens, then looks back over to Lupin.]

Shall we?
redjacketthief: (casual-- bored)

[personal profile] redjacketthief 2012-03-29 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[The thief is already busy hiding the evidence of his escapade, kicking wires back into their crevice and replacing the now slightly warped panel. It will be dealt with later. He joins Adele, to return her picks and for the communal comfort of it.]

Seems quiet enough...sure. I won't be an ass and make you go first.
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (And here's me. Again.)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-03-29 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
You are the man with a gun. [A touch of humor. More than she would normally manage, really. The picks are returned to her cuffs and collar.]

The droids have probably left. But.
redjacketthief: (imitatingtheloungeking1)

[personal profile] redjacketthief 2012-03-29 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
...I carry no illusions of taking one. If they're there, we're outta here. [He watches her, completely serious.] Got it?
fleurdesel: center, angry, serious (Repeat that.)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-03-29 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
They are droids and I have two tiny knives. I've done something this stupid once before, and I am in no hurry to repeat that particular fuck up.