COMBAT A

[gamemakers]

Who| Combat group A
What| Alien attack
Where| The Tunnels and surrounding area at the edge of town.
Warnings/Notes| Please post any warning in your threads subject header when they become applicable. Please shot any questions/concerns to mod through PM. Here is the plotting post for reference.

A small amount of Peacekeeper leads the group on to vehicles, driving them to mouth of the tunnel.

It is a huge, dark thing, going straight back, with room for multiple trains at the same time. It is also pitch black.
Not far into the mouth of the tunnel, a maintenance track breaks off, to run parallel to the main track, it's self big enough to hold two trains.

And not far past that split, both tunnels begin to change. The walls and floors are coated with bio-matter, changing the environment. It becomes hot and humid, and a bit farther in, full of eggs. Some very close to hatching. And deeper within still can be found the queen, huge and vicious. Have fun!

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[carnagecarnival]

"Of motherfucking course I'm preparing, who all do you think I'm at to be?" His voice has a crackle to it of its own that has nothing at all to do with radio static. "AND FOR RECORD, AIN'T NOTHING ALL BEING WRONG WITH A LITTLE MOTHERFUCKING WARM UP."

[pythianjudgment]

You must be burning up by now. Too much warm up, not enough shut up.

She doesn't sound like she's actually scolding him though. Just giving him a hard time for the sake of teasing. There's a distinct pause, though, like she's not sure that she wants to say what's on her mind.

...Be careful out there, okay? Don't forgot to listen.

[carnagecarnival]

"Oh fuck you," He says, without putting any effort in to it and still grinning. "BETTER THEM ALL TO BE WARNED. To have grasp and understanding at for that which I intend and they must do. THAN FOR A FUCKER TO GET JUMPY BECAUSE THEY AIN'T TO KNOW."

He gives a pause of his own, a quirk of his brows, and the smallest bit of surprise and confusion.

"I ain't endeavoring to die. I'M HERE AT TO MOTHERFUCKING CONQUER. He's listening now."

[pythianjudgment]

I know. I wouldn't think you would be doing that sort of endeavoring. Just be careful. Don't get carried away.

She doesn't know what else to say. Maybe it was a little bit too serious, there. But this isn't like the arena. If they die out there, they won't come back, and maybe that worries her a little. But the seriousness feels too awkward for her, and after a pause, she resumes a lighter tone:

You owe me swimming lessons, remember? You're not allowed to back out on those, not even if you die. I'll have to use your dead body as a life raft. I'm sure it would be really embarrassing for all parties involved, so don't even think about putting me in that situation, okay?

[carnagecarnival]

"PYROPE. You say at that like getting carried the motherfuck away couldn't all up and include carefulness and not fucking dying. YOU SAY AT THAT LIKE MY RAINING FUCKING RIGHTEOUS JUDGEMENT UP UPON WHAT ALL THOSE OUGHT TO BE JUDGED WOULDN'T BE A GOOD MOTHERFUCKING THING."

He notices the shift in tone. But he doesn't say anything to point it out. It was better to leave that lie. No point in turning it over.

"And the fact at you think using a body for a motherfucking life raft would all save you and keep you afloat says at for the fact that if I kick wicked shit and you still needed at to swim, you're motherfucking fucked, sister. HE'S EMBARRASSED ALREADY; FOR YOU."

[pythianjudgment]

Ooh, Mr. Fraysong, please! You're making me swoon. How am I supposed to concentrate with you whispering sweet nothings about righteous judgment in my ear?

She laughs, but partly in an effort to cover up how much she enjoyed that. What he said, not her teasing. Not that it means anything, of course. It's just teasing.

Try to save some embarrassment for yourself, though. If I'm driving the Chucklefuck Liferaft, I'm pimping it out with the most biznasty trappings you've ever seen.

[carnagecarnival]

He rolls his eyes, even as she knows he can't see it.

"You're just going at to have to motherfucking deal ain't you?"

Of course. Just teasing.

He barks a laugh, partly of surprise. "CHUCKLEFUCK?" He laughs again. "Please, Pyrope, how shall he ever motherfucking fair at with the know you intend at to play dress up with my casing, on it's vacating?"

[pythianjudgment]

I don't know how to deal. I need a fainting couch before I swoon myself right onto the floor.

And yes, Chucklefuck! I figure you're already used to rainbows and shit, so your dead body shouldn't mind neon pink and lime green too much, right?

[carnagecarnival]

"HE DOES HOPE THE BRUISE WILL BE COLORFUL. It ain't worth it if it ain't. AND ON NOTE OF MOTHERFUCKING THAT, HE SHALL TAKE THOSE COLORS. Ain't to be shamed for the like of none. IF HE IS DEAD AND SHE IS BLIND, MIGHT WELL MAKE OTHERS SUCH TOO, NO?"

[pythianjudgment]

Laughter crackles over the communicator.

Sounds like a fair assessment to me. Toot, toot, all aboard the GlitterShit Galleon. Blindness and Death for all.

But seriously, we should probably cut the chatter. We've both got very important work to do in the manner of keeping you assholes alive while you murder everything else. A grand and noble cause.

[carnagecarnival]

"Suits him all the same, you're all to be the one what contacted him personal. YOU KNOW AT SOME AMONG SUBJUGGLATORS OFFER BLESSING BEFORE BATTLE. But he knows you're a goddamn heathen what would shrivel at the word. PERHAPS HE SHALL SEE YOU AFTER HE MURDERS EVERYTHING AS ALL SHE SAYS. The grandest of motherfucking causes."

[pythianjudgment]

I could give you the most biznasty whoop whoop, but we both know that I am averse to being a colossal tool and that I wouldn't really mean it.

Still! Have fun out there in slaughter-land, Fraysong. I'll be watching.