Yours Truly

Radovan's expression shifted a little while he stopped to consider his options, before he shifted to rest his hand on Jenny's shoulder in a hopefully reassuring manner as he said "Why don't we wait for Miss Rubia to come back first? Even if Sena is wandering about looking for us in the festival it doesn't mean that we should just rush out and scour the Nexus to look for him, especially since we might get separated or get lost too..."

Mot had a look of visible discomfort on his face as the gorgon lady brazenly invaded his personal space and poured some weird liquid inside of his holster faster than he could say, "Now just hold your horses there missy," and in fact he only managed to say that after the liquid she poured started to solidify inside of his holster in the form of a black and white Autorevolver. He hesitantly moved his hand down to touch the brand new gun, slowly raising it up to his eyes to stare at it for a moment before he asked, "...huh? How did you just make an entire pistol with that pot of yours?"

Hirata stopped and put a hand to scratch her mask's chin as she considered something and said, "Well, if we had a cloning machine I could use it to make some sort of powerful cyberdemon...although it might be better if I use a stronger demon as a basis..."

Mot slowly but surely moved his hand down to his Mateba Autorevolver, making sure to turn to face an empty side of the ballroom before he swiftly pulled it out and casually twirled it around for a bit on one finger as he said, "Revolvers, they're the first kind of gun I learned to appreciate, this particular gun is the Mateba Autorevolver, it's a bit clunky, and it's not as fast as a proper semi automatic, but it's a lot more reliable."

"Well I don't know...a really good friend of mine did make it for me, and I'm not really sure if I should melt it down, even if it is too long for me to use properly," Mot said as he raised an eyebrow at the pair while they did their work.

"Not even the titanic greatsword over there? Because I reckon that's enough to start an entire roadside attraction with, 'specially with the way it shines in the light just so...of course it's not as ridiculous as the lance I've got, but it don't take much to entertain regular folk," Mot said as he slowly but surely took off his helmet.

Hirata let out a slight sigh as her creation's ungraceful hands pried open the scientist's head a little bit harder than intended, shattering most of the now useless electronics contained inside of their head, she'd have to work on that later. "Oh hey! Those are cute, in an ugly cute kind of way, what are they called? And what do you usually use them for~?"

Alan uses Assuming Direct Control against the Sectopod in A3 to try and disable it with an opposed 1d20+Int v 1d20+Int check, with his Heavily Modified Sony CTY-360 granting him a +20% to his Intelligence for the purposes of that check. Maybe with some sort of bonus from having hacked one before The moment Frigus moves Runner 1 to B2, Alan will order it to move over to B1 and Detonate if possible, hopefully wrecking the rail cannon with it's AC4 charge. He will then tell his brand new tank to fire it's heavy magnetic gun at the Gatekeeper at B2 to soften it up, dealing 4d6+Syn damage to it if it hits. Loadout Drones

In one smooth movement; Mot gently leaned his ride to the side, and parked it on the spot as he said,"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Dackly, and you too Gozer! How long have the two of you been around these parts anyway? And what's the deal with this large pile of acquisitive? Uhh..loot I mean"

Mot slowly but surely rode inside of the ballroom on his pale, gasoline fueled steed, glancing around the room a little as he approached Dackly and the treasure cache. A few moments passed as he took the time to look it up and down, a slight whistling sound audible from inside his helmet just before he turned to face the odd looking snake person inspecting a bottle to say, "Howdy! Ain't seen you around these parts before, my name's Mot, what's yours?".

Stella would rather quickly notice a black and metallic figure with a distinctively skeletal silhouette standing in the distance, with what appeared to be a silver coated musket with green and crackling lightning surrounding it in his hands, which he seemed to be in the process of slowly but surely aiming at the barricade itself. Bregovich slowly turned around with his musket in hand, his eyes widening in surprise slightly before he muttered, "Nnno, that's not possible, wwe destroyed the last production line years ago! How can they be ba-," his words were suddenly cut off by a loud and terrifying sound not unlike that of a screaming man coming from the skeleton's gun, as a green and jagged line tore through the air and fractured a part of the barricade, sending the drow tumbling behind it for cover as the musket carrying one shouts, "What the hell man? WE ALREADY SAID YOU COULD PASS!" This is where I'd like all of you to roll initiative. Alright since apparently almost every single NPC is Sonic, imma just (Position Music - Sail} Initiative Order As the party draws and prepares their various weapons to face the new threat/staring intently at the various barricade they will be getting over, the metallic monstrosity from earlier slides a bolt back from it's weapon of choice and fires a shot at Dagda while advancing! (17 v 18 AC), knocking Dagda back a little as a shot barely glances against the shield he was carrying. It continues marching forward as it slides a bolt back on it's weapon again, but it doesn't seem to be firing. (Moved 20 feet forward) The crossbow wielding woman from before peeked her head out of cover, brushing her medium length blonde hair to the side a bit as she took aim, and fired at the only person who has fired so far while yelling out, "Ronnie! I don't think your sister's working with these bastards." (22, 4 damage), her crossbow made a slight dent as it shattered itself on the chest plate of the closest enemy soldier, not like it seemed to mind this overly much. Another drow, unseen to anyone but Stella; quickly ran deeper inside of the barricaded alleyway he was guarding and disappeared behind a door she hadn't noticed before after hearing gunshots aimed at the main barricade. One of the metallic soldiers that had been hidden behind the walls of a building slowly but surely approaches Dagda's position as he takes aim, and pulls the trigger...again...and again....and again, (Natural 1), it seems that his gun was jammed at the moment, much to his chagrin if the rather violent attempts at pulling the bolt back was any indication. 'Ronnie' quickly got up from behind the barricade and completely and utterly missed the target (11), somehow managing to shoot the door of a building right across the target instead, and he let out a little curse before he ducked back behind cover and asked, "Oh yeah? Well they could have fooled me, coming in just before these black bastards started shooting at us, what are they anyway?"

By this point Bregovich had already pulled out a map as he quietly examined his options, and attempted to chart out a path towards the castle within the square that wouldn't involve breaking past a barricade or circling around the distilleries in the few moments that passed before the drow returned, and shouted out, " Alright alright you lot can pass, apparently preventing someone from breaking the ZAP by breaking past our barricade to reach their place of employment is also in itself a violation of the ZAP, so just take your weird skeleton friend and get the hell out of here as soon as possible alright? He's really creeping us out."

The engineer scratches the back of his head for a moment before he finally says, "A kettle, I want to know if it will start to boil if we fill it up with running water and shoot it a couple of times with the browning."

Atton's engineer slowly picked up his pen and continued writing as he asked "Ah'd need to put it through rigorous stress testing first, and ah'm already worried that it might turn our Half Track into a hotbox after a sustained barrage, but it certainly sounds promising, especially if we can design the plates to channel the heat away or convert it into useful work.."

"That 'Try and have a bit of respect Shammie, that man used to have a sense of free will you know! Before someone decided to make him a literal lab rat that is." Hirata then gestured at Ichi, causing the mutant to drop the unfortunate scientist down on the ground with the large knife now carried in one of it's hands. She took a few steps forward and scanned the scientist's body with the makeshift detector she had before she apologized, and searched the man rather thoroughly with said knife for salvageable microchips and ID cards.

Radovan gently sidled up to place several hopefully comforting pats on Jenny's back as he tries to get a better read on the chief himself, "I'm sorry Zeta, but there really isn't anything we can do right now! Not unless we want to search through the entire town for him...and it's the middle of the night anyway and I think we should really be there for Uno right now..." he looked more than a little worried before he suddenly asked, " Unless...our A-Comms have a GPS feature right? Is there a way for us to find out where and when Sena's A-Comm was transmitting last time or?"

"Well this is disappointing, couldn't the computer have sent someone actually threatening to try and kill us?," Hirata said as Ichi rather quickly disabled the scientist by picking the man up by his leg and slammed them against the walls of the control room a couple of times until an odd crunching sound can be heard "Especially since they already broke or disabled all of the controls here, should we just head over to the room beside this one or something? I still want to try and make that walking base thing either way."

"I think we should head to the central computing core as quickly as possible actually! I mean just imagine what sort of monsters and giant robots we'd have to fight to get there! It'll be so cooool, my robots would just fire their laser guns at them like," she made finger guns at the wall and any half assembled robots as she continued with, "Pew pew pew!, and their giant killbots would fire their miniguns innefectually at us like," she quickly switched to mime carrying and firing a gatling gun for a momemt as she said, "Dakka dakka dakka dakka, and then! once we reach the core the computer would be all like 'oh no please don't kill or enslave me' and then we'd just go all 'hahaha, no' and take over the facility!." She seemed visibly excited by this point as she repeatedly and vigorously walked in place, "So come on! Let's go! We need to take over production line before we can do any of that and I can't wait anymore aaaaaaaaa."

(Persuasion Check: 25) The drow at the lead picked up his musket once more and pointed it at the ground after he heard the two of you speak, and he slowly slid back down the barricade as he said, "You know what? Just...stay there and don't move a muscle! I need to talk with the others about this first." He then slipped down completely out of view as slightly audible murmuring could be heard in the distance, leaving the eight of you to stare at the makeshift barricade, and the one crossbow carrying human woman still watching over it. Bregovich coughed and shifted slightly towards Stella's direction, "That went well, did not expect freelandians to listen to others for once."

The specialist had started taking notes on a small and equally grimy looking journal as soon as Alexandria started speaking, almost dropping his pencil when she mentioned how durable it was "That's almost stronger than the armor we have on the half track, and you're telling me that's just something you're making with your bare hands?...ah think we might need a better half track sir, we're just getting schooled in just aboot everything right now."

"That does sound rather useful, although I'm worried that it might be a little too advanced for Specialist Doherty, he's an engineer, not a miracle worker after all," Atton then took a couple of steps back as Alexandria casually tore into the silicon with her bare hands, at around the same time a slightly greasy looking scottish man took a step forward and asked, "Well I don't know nothing about no s o l a r panels sir, but I'm a bit of a dab hand with an electric motor if I do say so myself, I worked on trams before the war you know."

Solomon sighed a little as the little man seemed dead set to be one halberd short of reminding him too much of a certain someone, and he gave Dackly a bit of an odd look before he asked "Did you really have to leave that awkward pause in there Dackly?," in a slightly joking tone as he hovered out of the room with the crackpot in tow, and several rolling barriers of books behind him to try and ward off any potential attacks.

Bregovich took a deep breath and let out a slight sigh before he said, "....fine, I guess it not terrible idea to wait to find out if you can convince fellow drow to move," he slowly took on a progressively more sarcastic tone of voice as he continued with, "Maybe even see some of that famous drow kinship in action." He took another couple of steps back and took cover behind an alleywall before Stella stepped up and tried to convince the drow that she only has good intentions! ((Persuasion check: 10) The drow that shot at Bregovich relaxed somewhat as he saw Stella and heard her words...or maybe he was just reloading his musket, either way he seemed a lot less violent and unstable when he replied with, "When I told the Dwarf to back the fuck up or get shot, that applies to you too sister, so why don't you back the fuck up and tell me a little more about this 'quest' you are on, why the hell would the Erar hire the seven of you? And why is getting past here so important to you anyway?"

A low and steady droning sound reverberated throughout the room slightly as Atton and his crew arrived on the scene, his M9 Half track's...half tracks making a rather distinctive sound as the vehicle drove off to park itself in a corner of the room, only to run out of fuel halfway to it's eventual destination. It took a fair bit of time and a tiny bit of swearing before Atton and co slowly clambered out of his vehicle and said, "Well this is embarrassing, does anyone here have any gasoline to spare by any chance? The Half track's starting to run low of..just about everything really."

Solomon slowly but surely floats back down to earth, making sure to not 'accidentally' throw a couple of books down the midget's way before he said. "And that 'thing' you speak of is a gorgon named Dackly, who is actually a very nice woman who took time out of her busy schedule to help me deal with a certain cursed item."