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[Vsland]

Sluuuuuurp! Ben sat back on his chair and kicked his feet up onto his desk as he slurrped on a smoothie named after one of his aliens from his favorite smoothie joint, Mr. Smoothy. He grabbed a few cups before coming up to his very own space station, or more specifically, he grabbed ten. This was his last one. "Aww man, where is everyone? I told them to get here....five minutes ago. Wait...did I really just go through all those smoothies in five minutes? Man I got a problem.." He groaned and finished off his last smoothie, throwing the plastic cup across the room in an attempt to get it into a small metal bin. It hit the rim and bounced off, landing a few centimeters away from the base of the waste container. "Ugh..." Ben rolled his eyes and hopped up onto his feet before walking over to his empty smoothie cup and placing it in the bin. He turned and, as he done so, glanced out the window. Below him, the planet Earth, elegantly, yet slowly, spinning on it's axis.

A smile began to creep across his face.

Below him he watched as multiple small ships, each with a member of his new recruits on board, grew closer to the landing station. "About time." He said to himself, jogging back over to his desk to press a button which activated the speakers. "Hey, it's time to go welcome our very special guests." He sat back in his chair and kicked his legs up once more, placing his hands behind his head as he closed his eyes and relaxed.

Richard stared at the window of his shuttle, his mouth wide open in awe as he watched the stars pass by. This was it. He was finally in space. And he got to meet the legend himself: Benjamin Kirby Tennyson! He had waited all his life for this, and now it was going to happen. 'Okay, Dick, play it cool...' He thought to himself. 'You can't blow it on your first day!' He took a deep breath, closing his eyes to try and recollect his thoughts. He was almost there.

The lights on the inside of the spacecraft lit up, reading 'pleast stay seated' as they approached the station. Richard sat down and buckled up, jumping in his seat with his excitement. All the hard work had led to this moment. The stars slowly began to fade. They were replaced by a silvery-metalic wall, on either side, surrounding him. They looked brand new, almost as if they had just been polished. The landing bay had small white lights running between docks, seperating the platform up for as many ships as it could fit. Other than though, it was a rather barren room. No stairs. No crates. Just one electric door on the other side; one that was the door to becoming a Plumber.​

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

Ariiasq could be described as many things. They were driven, they were logical, but, in this moment, a horrible writhing, anxiety had settled in the pit of their stomach. An anxiety that grew and festered with time as they shot through space, distant stars blurring into streaks around them, painting the abyss of space into a nigh-prismic swirl of inky darkness and startling white. The sight was interrupted slightly by the dim lights of the ship, but the slightly nauseating effect of the shine wasn't.

They hadn't gotten up the courage to stand—or, hell, even unbuckle, their only focus on not giving into the nightmarish beast that their anxiety created. The amalgamation of dark thought stalked the outskirts of their conscious mind, its claws scraping against something they couldn't feel and rattling chills down their back, breaking their rigid posture easily with every shudder. Just thinking about the thing let it inch closer, claws reaching out to grab at them.

Arii took a deep breath. Five in through the nose. Hold it. Out through the mouth. Repeat process.

They quelled their anxiety slowly, shooing the Beast back to seek out the strand of deep purple that drew them toward warmth and a humming power swirling readily. They reached out for it and it accepted them, burying them far, far away from the Beast.

Seven opened their eyes slowly, perking a brow as the remnants of Ariiasq's personality curled up in the proverbial mental corner, shying away from the harshness of Seven's presence. The student straightened and squared their shoulders, the seat uncomfortable where the straps dug into their pelvis, lighting up the flesh with a dull red pain. Damnit, Arii—always fastening the belts too tight. Always.

Gold-brown eyes flicked back to look outside, narrowing slightly in annoyance as they realized that the lights from the stars were messing with their vision, small sun-spots dotting their peripheral like oil-stains on water. They clicked their tongue with a distinct tsk.

Soon enough, the electronic screen at the front flashed, the abrupt light causing them to look up at it. Stay seated, huh? Well, Seven supposed that they'd arrived, then.

The ship was propelled to a landing dock barren of everything but landing lights, meaning they'd either wasted space by making a pretentious landing-pad without a connected hangar (judging from the singular white door), or there was no one else in the station and their hangar for ships was tiny compared to most hangars they'd read diagrams for. Seven, the cynical bastard they were (Arii's protests fell on deaf ears), took note of everything in the room.

Which didn't take long, considering how barren it was.

The walls were either polished or untouched; nothing should shine that obnoxiously, there was nothing else in the room other than that singular door, meaning they're either prioritizing presentation over storage, or there wasn't that much stuff in the station to begin with.

Either way, Seven decided, glancing around with slightly-more-narrow-than-usual eyes, whoever owned the station (Presumably Tennyson), had a sixty percent chance of being thoroughly annoying by their standards.

But that didn't matter; they knew how to deal with infuriating people to get something done. As long as the interaction had a point. And if it didn't, they could find somewhere to hide... probably.

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Anna was nervous, to say the least. So nervous in fact that her favorite form had trouble keeping together. She had to will the sludge back together into a concrete form. Preferably a human one. And a pretty one. Ben liked pretty blonde girls right?

Focus Annie!

She listened as the ship docked, sighed and got out. Taking the form of a tomboyish pretty (at least to her standards) blonde girl in an orange t-shirt and shorts. She wasn’t actually wearing anything of course, but it certainly felt as if she was. She must have been the second one out of the ship for she saw a young human standing there by the door.

She smiled and walked over to him.

“Hiya fellow hum- person! How do you do? I’m Anna! Are you excited? I’m excited! Plumbers! Ben!” She stopped suddenly, a little embarrassed by the outburst though it hardly showed in her face - lack of blood Can do that.

Vsland

 

[Yahhah]

Conrad
Current State: Default(Human)
Current Location: Ship-Landing dock.​

Conrad stayed seated while he looked out the window into the abyss that was space. He had to say that this stuff was kind of new to him and much like many other people Conrad found the black Abyss of space to be absolutely terrifying, which was kind of disturbing to the young man as the way he saw it he shouldn’t be scared of well… Anything. It was a weird feeling.

It was also kind of a weird feeling to know that he was on his way to meet the Big man himself, Mr Ben Tennyson. The guy who routinely saved the world, it was almost unreal. Conrad was sort of used to not sharing his feelings in his body language so it’d be hard to tell but he was pretty stoked for this.

Becoming a Plumber sounded like kind of a dream come true, an intergalactic space force. Sounded like a great way to do some good in the world and to challenge himself. After all, what was better than fighting the toughest guys on Earth to improve yourself? Obviously scrapping with the toughest guys in all of space to improve yourself.

Despite all of his normal attempts to keep his emotions hidden he did crack a little bit. This wasn’t a high stakes fight anyway, it didn’t matter if he kept every feeling hidden. One of the only nervous ticks that Conrad had ever had was the cracking of one’s knuckles which he found himself doing that subtly while they rode through space.

He looked up and shook his hands out to get rid of the nerves as they arrived at their destination. Taking a deep breath he got up and sort of composed himself before making his way over and out the door. He had to say, in the landing dock you could almost imagine you weren’t floating in the endless void that was commonly referred to as outer space. So it was kind of reassuring.

Conrad found himself stepping out a little into the dock and looking around. It was probably one of the cleanest and biggest rooms that he had ever found himself in. By the looks of things he wasn’t the first one out but he didn’t look to be the last either, and by the looks of things he wasn’t terribly under-dressed to see the greatest hero in the universe, with his slacks and sleeveless shirt. They seemed to already be starting with small talk. Conrad wasn’t the biggest fan of that.

He didn’t think it important to join them so he just kind of stood off to the side looking around at everything to try and notice where the big man was or to perhaps wait for instruction. It then struck Conrad he wasn’t entirely certain what he was supposed to do. He didn’t see any famous intergalactic hero, but that made sense. The dude probably had better things to do then wait for a bunch of newbies but where exactly they were supposed to go was lost on him.

 

[Crow]

"I HAVE ARRIVED!"

The young girl raised her hand as the automatic doors opened, allowing all to alight at their new location. This would've been the most amazing sight on Earth, except for one thing - this wasn't on Earth. This was a few million feet above it.

Akatsuki Yuri looked to see her company - her would-be colleagues.

"So, are you my allies?" Yuri questions the others, while shifting her head to Anna, "ku ku ku, you are quite the bunch. The scent of your hidden power is quite strong, and versatile."

She looks around for the big banana himself - no specks of greens or emblems with a big number 10 on them.

"So, where is the Ben of 10? Is he - as mortal men would word it - tardy?"

 

[Xcelgamer]

Bianca was humming to herself, her height making it so that her tiny legs were swinging freely in the air from where she sat. She wasn't aware of the fact that she was in space way too absorbed in the dictionary's she was reading, currently she was swapping in between Tetramand pages and Appoplexian pages of her alien dictionary. Those two races were the two Bianca had a bit more trouble remembering the nuances. While she didn't have any headphones in, all the sound and people talking around was just a low buzz for her as in her head, she was going through the words multiple times until she could actually remember them off by heart.

This continued as the ship made its way into the base and landed in it, she continued to read for a while after the other '9' got off. She hadn't really given the others a lot of thought, the best she knew was that they were just as good as her for a Plumber just in a different sense, Bianca was an amazing translator and diplomat so she assumed that the others were better than her in different things, at least one or two for fighting. She was suddenly pulled from her thoughts and book when she felt a tap on her shoulder, it was the pilot of the ship "Sorry to disturb your reading madam, but the ship has stopped and it's time for you to get off" They said calmly

"Oh yes my apologies, I was too absorbed in my dictionary to notice" She said with a small smile before she closed her book and undid the belt buckle. Bianca tucked her book underneath her arm and walked off the ship, as she did for the first time she actually noticed her companions, all of them were human at least that's what she assumed because that's what she could see "Huh I see that at least for talking with my associates my skills will be generally useless" She said with a small sigh before looking around and deciding to walk over to Anna "Hello Madam, I am Bianca it's quite the pleasure to meet my associates"

 

[Vsland]

Ben sat forward suddenly, a blue glowing screen slowly rising out of the centre of his desk, pushing a pot of unsharpened 5-A pencils to the side which Ben caught before it could fall. He placed them to the side before beginning to lean on his right hand, his elbow propping himself up as he tapped his temple. Everyone who was schedule to arrive had just turned up, though he didn't quite understand why they couldn't just give him the full group from the get go. It was almost as if they didn't trust him yet...

Richard jumped off the shuttle, full of excitement and glee. "Woaaaah!" The boy said in awe, his jaw almost hitting the ground as he scanned the area. It was amazing! The...empty space was so...exhilirating and the lack of equipment was so...inspiring. Dick couldn't wait to just...talk to the people there instead of oogling over all the cool alien technology he was looking forward to analysing and breaking apart. With a sigh, he walked over to the biggest guy in the room. What was the rule? When you meet someone for the first time you either beat up or befriend the biggest, toughest person you could see? Well if that was the case...

"Hi, my name is Richard, but you can call me Dick for short. And you?" Richard smiled warmly as he approached Conrad. He assumed he was there for the same reason as him; he was picked to come to this elite school to be trained by Ben. If that was the case, he couldn't wait to engage in a deep, thoughtful conversation with this man. He looked big, but that didn't mean he was stupid. If he made it in, he was sure that he understood the importance of being a Plumber and he wasn't just there to be some kind of hero. That was Ben's job! And as far as he could tell, without having their own watches, they could never live up to Ben and be a hero like him.

"So you here for the same reason as me? Trained by thee Ben Tennyson, saviour of the universe and everyone in it? The greatest human to ever live? Man he's so cool and so smart and so awesome and...what was I saying again?" Dick looked puzzled as he tried to recall what he was about to say. "OH! Right! What are you theories on how the Omnitrix works? Like, do you think it's actually permentantly binded to him or is that just a ploy to make people not go after it? How does he transform? See, I think that whoever created it managed to find a way to alter Ben's DNA while also keeping an original copy of it somewhere, meaning whenever he does 'transform' his actual genetic code changes. This could lead to possible mutations in the host but..." Richard continued to babble on about how he thought Ben's watch worked for what seemed to go on for an eternity for anyone who didn't know what he was talking about, but in reality it was only a few seconds.

"Nah they TOTALLY trust me!" Ben then pressed a button on his desk, causing the docking bay to begin to close off from the outside world. A red flashing light suddenly filled the room, followed by an alarm that repeated the phrase 'Intruder Alert' in an American female voice. Suddenly, multiple pannels in the wall, cieling and floors flipped around to reveal turrets, on stun mode, though that was unknown to the new recruits. Then, the siren stopped. Silence filled the room as tension continued to rise.

That's when they began to open fire.

This was, of course, just to test the new recruit's abilities without the special gift Ben had in store for them.​

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

Seven scrunched up their nose at the amount of noise from the other passengers. You'd think the top Plumber-hopefuls would be quieter. Someone else was shouting and talking as if they'd never interacted with a person in their life (even Arii cringed), another (seemingly girl) was screeching something that resembled a B-movie script with incompetent actors, yet another one of their team mates was so situationally inept that they had to be told to get off the ship, and the last one had bright enough stars in his eyes that he may as well be a living flashlight.

The only one who looked to have any degree of competence was the tall, big one.

Seven made a mental note, striding off the ship with silent steps. The abrupt change made them a little dizzy as they tuned into the environment around them, but they were an expert at masking things by then, so they didn't display anything. The hum of electricity vibrated around them, changing tunes as it was redirected and fueled into other things. While they were at it, they labeled their new "team mates".

Neutral for all of them; color class ultramarine except for the big one. Green for him, he might actually be able to defend himself if push comes to shove. Protect only.

The Star-Child started gibbering about something or other, seemingly Ben, and Seven huffed in exasperation. They regretted everything. Well, they didn't, but it made them feel better to think that.

The sound of the electricity in the walls changed and got louder. For just a heartbeat, Seven could hear a weapon charging.

They didn't think, only darted to the side, ignoring the alarm and jumping over the rapidly-appearing holes in the floor. They could hear the lasers more than they could see them due to the brightness of the room, so it was a very good thing they were used to working with impaired vision. They weren't durable; one hit from those and they'd be out for the count. For now, though, they could keep running and rolling, trying to get the lasers to hit one of the other defense weapons.

At some point, they shed their shoes in favor of traction... and two projectiles, and used their newfound flexibility to bounce off the previously-clean walls.

Bloody hell, so that's why the hangar was so empty! It was pretty much a kill box!

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Well, considering that my first been voided since I had Anna speak to someone who wasn’t even there .....

Anna turned toward the two girls in front of her - who were both very short for girls. One looked like a ten year old (being a Lenopan, she instinctively didn’t and couldn’t judge someone based on what they choose to look like). And the other looked like she just walked out of a Gothic novel - adept probably an overly edgy one with her apparent holier than thou attitude. She curled in slight disgust at sheer vanity coming off of the Gothic girl - even going so far as to talk like she was in some script. However she froze almost immediately when the girl mentioned something about feeling a hidden and verstialle power coming from her - could it be? No. Humans couldn’t smell powers. That was absurd!

She unfroze a second later, and folded her arms, responding to the gothic girl with a simple, yet friendly, “charming!” before going over to the girl that looked like a ten year old.

“Hi Bianca! They call me Anna! This is so exciting isn’t it? The Plumbers! Ben! It’s all so cool!”

Whatever Bianicas or even the gothic girls response (she wasn’t sure if she had introduced herself, too caught up in how vain and very unimportant her way of talking was), it was interrupted by the security system going off.

What?

It took a second for her to realize what was happening before the guns started to shoot!

Almost immediately she dove out of the way. Partially out of habit. But mostly out of fear. She found it very unlikely that They would be killed on their first day but she couldn’t take her chances. If it’s a malfunction then that was fine, would just go through her body as if it were nothing but if it wasn’t then - they would be using STUNNING tech and stunning meant electricity!

Shit.

She ducked and wove, running in zigzag to catch the guns off guard. And like Seven, tried to get them to hit one other. Unlike Seven though she had yet to use her full abilities, She didn’t want to let the humans know she was an alien.

but that it turned out didn’t matter as very quickly the humans shattered and did their own thing. She wasn’t paying attention to what exactly they were doing but most likely they weren’t paying attention to her either. Good. Using her brains, she ran toward the guns, dodging and weaving through the shots, and then started throwing protejiles at the guns, hoping to disarm them, and hopefully help her teammates out in the process. She then flattened herself on the wall that the guns were on and started sliding toward them—- before disabling them in the process.

If her hunch was correct, then this was a test but if it was not correct then her teammates were in genuine danger!

She couldn’t take that chance.

Vsland
Crow
Xcelgamer

 

[Yahhah]

Conrad
Form: Human
Location: Spacestation docks.
Mentioned: Vsland ​

Conrad was just sort of leaning against one of the ships, waiting for some kind of instruction until he was aware that someone was approaching him. He looked over to find a shorter young man making his way over. He introduced himself, and got into an actual standing position.

“Good to meet ya. You can call me Conrad, never been much of a guy to use nicknames.” He said, offering a handshake. Then the guy went on about Ben Tennyson and how awesome the guy was. Conrad had a similar way of looking at the guy, hell, who didn’t. He felt slightly honored to be considered to be trained by someone like Tennyson. He just wasn’t gonna talk about the guy like that. Wasn’t seemly, at least the way his Dad had raised him made Conrad think that wasn’t seemly.

“Theories? Uh, well, to my knowledge he kind of, fiddles with the settings, clicks a button and turns into an alien…” Conrad said, trying his best to add something to the conversation but for the life of him he didn’t know what this guy was going on about. Probably some complicated space stuff he didn’t know about.

Luckily for Conrad’s ego he didn’t have much time to think about his shortcoming as different weapons came out of the room and started blasting out laser rounds.

What a welcome!

“HIT THE DECK!” Conrad shouted, he jumped for the only cover in the room, the landing gear of the ships(Correct me if I’m wrong, I think they’d give a little cover and I don’t think the ships have left yet). He tried to grab Richard to get them out of line of sight of the fire as well.

Conrad was good at fightin, good at fighting living things. You didn’t use your fists against a gun, unless you were some kind of super strong guy that didn’t have to worry about getting shot with death lasers.

 

[Crow]

"Looks like he is tardy!"

Yuri jolted into action the moment the turrets were conjured from their slumbering position.

"Why do I have to be the second smallest person here?"

The others were already bolting into action, being brave as can be, but Yuri had other plans. The realist in her deemed one thing neccessary.

"Look out!"

In a dramatic scene, she rushed for the only person in the room smaller than her - Bianca - grabbing her as she slid underneath one of the vast ships, happening to be under the same one as Conrad.

"Well, there's not a lot we can do with only our mortal coils, and we don't have any tools at our disposal..."

Yuri grinned, looking upwards, then looking at the other two.

"... or do we? I got it! Are you two thinking what I'm thinking?"

Xcelgamer Yahhah

Vsland

 

[Xcelgamer]

"Ah yes Ben...Yes him, I can't wait" she said calmly with a smile, lying about knowing who this Ben person was. Despite her parent being Plumbers she was not in the know about most things Plumbers let alone specific in it, at the sound of the turrets Bianca couldn't help but freeze at the sound and seeing them activate.

Before she could even think about moving let alone see the turrets start to fire, she was suddenly swept up by Yuri and to the underside of one of the ships along with Conrad "What In blue blazes is happening!?" She yelled mostly put of fear rather than confusion or anger, this wasn't part of her skill set she was a diplomat and a linguist, fighting wasn't part of this skill set she was paralyzed with fear.

She was unaware of how clingy she was getting to Yuri right now, at first Yuri's voice sounded almost inaudible to her, Biancas fear and the sound of turrets made it impossible for. Slowly though as her fear slowly went down she could finally hear Yuri talking about how they could do something about the turrets "...if your talking about the ships I could probably help if there are labels for the controls because I can probably help with figuring that part at least" she said her grip on Yuri not loosening yet

 

[Vsland]

Dick smiled warmly and welcomed the handshake, vigirously shaking up and down for a bit too long before releasing his tight clutch. Conrad would be able to feel his hands were rough and worn down from years of constant reverse enginering failures and tribulations. "Conrad, got it. I'll make sure not to forget it." He glanced around him once more, taking in everyone. There was a group of three girls more towards the center of the room who all seemed to be getting on well, which was good consdiering these were meant to be his team mates. Further off to the distant side of the room was a boy that reminded him of some sort of Anti-Hero. Lonely, liked the colour black and super edgy. That wasn't a bad thing but it definiety did make Richard feel somewhat sad for the guy. He was sure he'd be a nice guy though! After all, he wouldn't be there if he wasn't.

That's when he felt it. All of a sudden, gears in the floor began to whirl, creating a soft vibration that he had felt many times in the past. It was followed by an ever so quiet hum, a warm reminder of back at home in his parents workshops and labs. He assumed it was just going to be some advanced confetti cannon and a banner that welcomed The Ten even if it was more like The Six for right now. He did wonder why only six members were invited for their welcoming party.

However, he was pleasantly surprised to be welcomed by the best gift of all: a standard issue plumber laser turret. A ship load of them, in fact. "Those. Are. Beautiful!" He swooned, drooling slightly as he gawked at them charging up their gorgeous green energy and preparing to fire their embrace right at him. Luckily, Conrad had pulled him out of harms way, to which Richard thanked him with a surprised yelp. That was what he needed to snap back to reality and realise the severity of the situation. This had to be some kind of malfunction, right? Ben would never trigger the turrets on them. Sure, they were set to stun and no they wouldn't kill you but it would be a horrible, horrible prank to pull on their first days.

"Oh, I should probably tell you guys," He said, realising that the setting the lasers are on is probably very important infomation. "They're only on stun. You see the colour? Green means low energy, not as low as blue though. See blue is used to shock people back awake so inherntly needs to be shorter. It acts more like a tas- anyway not relevant. Green means stun. 1 hit the average adut man can't move. So worse for all of us except for Conrad." He grinned, laughing quietly to try and distract himself from the situation. "They can't kill you, though, so we are completely safe."

Ben pulled out his phone and span around on the chair, facing away from the screen as he loaded up a new Summo Slammers mobile game. There wasn't any internet up here yet - he left a complaint as soon as he got on board because that was definetly not happening - but thankfully there was an offline story mode he could play.
Yahhah Xcelgamer Crow PolikShadowbliss ScatheAriiasqDrayceon

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

Seven cursed, very nearly getting zapped as they tuned into the conversation. "Godsdamnit, I can't believe we're getting hazed. It sounds like one of you has a plan—one of you better have a plan." Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking, Be nice when talking—

They ducked and wove through the blasts, sliding under the ship, which seemed to offer relative safety—and—one of them was still out there.

They seemed to be doing fine on their own, but without targets to split the lasers between, the barrage would get worse. Much worse. Training was one thing; hazing was another, and, honestly, it was a disaster from minute-one, anyway. Internally, they had little hope for this "assignment", if one could call it that.

With a throaty growl Arii nudged Seven back out from under the ship, throwing a "let's attempt not to wreck the entire station" over their shoulder for good measure. They didn't like the posture of two of the neutrals. It reeked of trouble.

For the second time, they started dodging lasers, making sure to keep themself near the middle when the still-exposed-neutral was near the wall, and vice-versa.

Skies, they were tired.

Mentally, at least.


Meanwhile:

Somewhere in the station, a purple-skinned Highbreed caught the sound of lasers and sighed quietly. Anxiety wasn't something he should have, but those humans and their infective mindsets were hard to shake.

At least he could justify this feeling of nervousness by the fact that it was at least a little important to make a good impression.

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Anna kept to the sides as much as she can but her attempts to at least short circuit the blasters have been proving to be ineffective. She sighed, jumped off the side of the wall, reformed into her main form, and started to run. Ducking and weaving through the laser shots. She didn't know where to go until she caught sight of the rest of the team cuddled in the ship. She sprinted toward them and slide into the ship.

The more I think about it the more this can't have been a malfunction. This has to be a test of some sort but for what? What's the point of the killbox?

She growled internally to herself as she stared at the others. One of the idiots was still outside unfortunately.

It took a second for her to debate either or not to call to him.

"Hey you! Get in here!" She yelled out after the one called Seven.

Crow ScatheAriiasqDrayceon

Vsland @ the rest of the gang.

 

[Yahhah]

Conrad took a few moments to collect his breath while the others took cover as well. He was usually a pretty calm and collected person but a couple dozen death lasers was apparently what it took to rattle him. Conrad wasn't as ashamed of being a little shaken as he'd expected. Dick did not seem to be shaken though, he seemed to be excited at the prospect of being shocked to possible death by a laser. One of the girls who'd slipped in after Conrad had taken shelter seemed to have some kind of plan and she looked sort of expectantly towards Conrad and the other girl.

Conrad just sort of glanced around, sort of put on the spot. "Probably not... But I'll help if I can" Conrad offered what he could to the plan. He glanced up towards the ship as the other girl seemed to think that the ships would be useful which was probably a decent idea. They didn't have much else to work with, but he did say that the other two people who joined them shortly seemed to be gutsy enough to take on the guns directly. Which Conrad sort of respected, took guts. Fighting mechanical guns with your bare hands didn't seem smart but still, lots of guts. He glanced over at Dick as he explained that the lasers were in fact not deadly.

"Alright, so we'll not die if we get hit by one. Still don't want to, but no death makes this significantly better" Conrad noted the new information. "So... Plan?"

Vsland PolikShadowbliss Crow Xcelgamer ScatheAriiasqDrayceon

 

[Crow]

"Here's the gist, big guy - get into one of those aircraft, pilot it, we use their defense systems to destroy the turrets, and when we're out of juice, we crash it!" Yuri suggests. "It's the perfect plan. It's do or not-really-die. They are the only weapons at our disposal after all, both melee and ranged alike."

Xcelgamer Yahhah (direct)

Vsland PolikShadowbliss ScatheAriiasqDrayceon