Ravens in Wonderland [Red Raven Dominion of Dredd]

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Scarper, find escape route, stir unrest, rally resistance, KILL BILL. I mean John.
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"], [member="Patricia Susan Garter"], kid on robot?
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Once again, the allies right now instinct kicked in and with a mental shrug the Twi'lek adjusted her trajectory slightly to move towards the girl and hoverdroid. They might be enemies later. It might be a trap. Hell it was probably a trap, but Chiasa would trade being shot now for being shot later any day. You never knew the sorts of things that could happen and what could change between now and later.

"Bloody keen on living!"

She bit out with a grin. This was terrible. Bomb, ruined wardrobe, unfriendly legions of droids, price on her head. And yet. And yet. Here she was. Still alive, still running. Worth a million credits. Going to find a way to kill the ruler of a planet and make the planet her own. Well. The Red Ravens. Same difference really. It was probably the adrenaline, but terror and rage aside, some part of her was having fun. Maybe. A little bit. Not that she'd admit it of course, it was all terrible uncivilized.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Keep being awesome
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"] and [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Now slinging the sniper across her right shoulder besides her bag the young blonde slide the spent magazines out of her Czerka pistols and quickly proceeded to load a fresh magazine into each. Working back the slides in perfect grace she chambered the new rounds and was ready to rock again. Overhead the shield generator was going hard and it wasn't about to drop anytime soon. They had to take out the generator facility wherever it was, but those were thoughts for a later time. Right now her job was simple, grab the president and get him out of there!

With blaster bolts whizzing past her she looked down to see a good thirty or so prison battle droids, they were getting close to Cryax even though their attention was primarily on her. It would only be a matter of time before they wised up, so Patricia had to make the grab now. Another bolt flew past her face and she raised a pistol unloading three SHOCK slugs in a chatter at a prison droid, it took the hits and fried the internal circuits of the machine. Good god she loved Czerka guns.

"I will cover you boss!" Patricia yelled loudly.

Jumping off the side of an apartment the woman spider monkeyed her way down from the building from fire escapes until she hit the ground bellow with a light thump. Landing in front of a droid she lifted both her pistols and dumped a few rounds into the smoking pile of metal. She was positioned thirty or so yards away from Cryax around a corner. Her plan was to push forward pop the corner and provide cover as he hopefully moved in the way she told him to go.

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One objective 1
Objective: Kill/Save Ravens
Foes: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Allies: The droid army.


The teenaged girl atop the floating death machine jumped down held her oversized ion gun in one hand, and in the other some sort of metallic device? No that was her hand, from the shoulder up everything had been replaced with a cool robotic arm, more than likely earned from fighting in the resistance against Gorgeous John.

"That's great! So am I so if you don't mind let's get the hell out of he-" cutting herself off the young girl lifted up her pistol and fired a few ion rounds past Chiasa's head barely missing her sensitive whatever those head tails were called, the teenaged girl didn't know.

There was a thud behind Chiasa and another Prison Battle droid fell in a heap of scrap and sparks. A look of annoyance flickered on her face and it was time to go!

"Get on! I will explain when we make it back to the angels!" The woman jumped on the hovering robot onto it's massive shoulders.

"Hurry up slow stuff!!" The robot lifted out it's large metallic hand for Chiasa. She had better accept it or the girl was leaving without the little orange twe'lik.

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Scarper, ally with Nova City Angels, KILL BILL. I mean John.
Allies: Cryax Bane, Patricia Susan Garter, kid on robot
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

The Twi'lek didn't flinch as the rounds whizzed past her lekku. Not because she wasn't concerned, that was her brain in there after all, just because she reckoned the chances of getting shot went up if she started flinching. That done, and before the other was even finished speaking she was scrambling up onto the hand. As she scanned the battlefield she saw [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] shielding [member="Cryax Bane"] and shepherding him on.

The Angels were likely the Nova City Angels. They'd make for every good allies indeed. much better than just some disgruntled office workers. So she trusted the blonde woman to look after the Chiss while she went and got things done her way, by getting other people to do them for her. At the very worst, if the Angels didn't want to cooperate, a little sabotage could seriously reduce the amount of energy Liberty City had to work with. Try keeping the shield up then.

"Divide and conquer Boss!"

Hopefully he wouldn't need telling, but just in case. She didn't want him to think she was just abandoning him.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Continue to keep being awesome
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"] and [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

When the large tower of metal and and sparks that was the Prison Battle Droid flew backwards it revealed a bigger problem that Patricia now had to overcome. A good six large towering droids stood between her and that corner to cover Cryax's escape. Yes he had the droids left but they wouldn't stand up to an volley of blaster fire now that their concentration had probably shifted back to him. She had to get to that corner and fast, or else this was going to be a very short paycheck. Patricia took in a deep breath of air and raised her pistols at the first droid in her path.

Opening fire she blasted the clunky thing away shorting out it's circuits with the SHOCK slug. Her pistol clicked empty in her right hand and she let out a silent curse.

"F***!!" Well maybe not so silent

With her left hand she maneuvered around the first dead droid and fired three more rounds into he head of the second that approached her firing a few blaster bolts her way. With a quick side step she avoided the blast and pulled the trigger on her pistol to send that droid packing. Two down four to go, she thought to herself. When the large droid fell she bounded forward then dove between it's legs opening fire and destroying another one behind it. She was running out of time

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One objective 1
Objective: Kill/Save Ravens
Foes: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Allies: The droid army.

The red headed punk rock a hop girl was raised into the air by her hovering bot and soon the three of them would depart. When Chiasa was secured the girl tapped the not on the back of the head and it literally flew forward to get them to safety.

"Eat this you motha frakers!!" The little girl rumbled in a raspy voice

Positioned so she was slumped over the machines shoulder, her belly facing the metallic plate. She raised up her pistol and fired a few shots that sunk a few more droids. The hovering bot bobbed and weaved through the streets going a bagillion miles an hour, streaking past blasters and bullets from droids and soldiers the teenager kept firing to cover their advance. She had a way out, the robot was moving too swiftly not to know where it was going.

But they weren't out of the woods yet, going down a narrow alleyway soldiers lined the tops of the building firing down on them with slug throwers. Producing a odd blaster pistol she quickly gave it to Chiasa.

"Shoot something!!" She commanded and flipped onto her back to fire up at the liberty district soldiers. Striking one in the chest the man fell over and fell to his death with a sickening splat behind them

"Yahtzee queen!!"

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Continue to keep being awesome
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"] and [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Patricia holstered her twin pistols as she approached the second mechanical beast. Reaching back as she charged she produced a phrick fighting knife that was rather large and about the size of her face. She was in deep and it was time to put those hand to hand skills up against a droid that was almost twice her size. Running up she dodged a swipe from the droids massive club like arm and instead of going for a stab she jumped up and climbed the arm of the droid.

"Hold still!!" She yelled profusely

The mechanical monster bucked and shook fiercely trying to get her off her, firing it's blaster wildly. Reaching the thin head and neck Patricia began to go to town stabbing knife through the thin armor cutting circuits and wires alike. Spazzing out tremendously she shifted her small weight and kicked off a wall so the droid would fire on it's brethren. Hitting the other two prison droids sparks flew and Patricia decapitated the one she rode for good measure. The three droids fell and the woman dusted off her hair. Time to get to the corner.

Setting her pack down she quickly disassembled the sniper in a motion that took seconds and shoved it in the pack. Taking out a different set of parts she quickly assembled the Czerka assault rifle and loaded a fresh magazine of SHOCK slugs into that and her pistols.

Taking aim she could see Cryax and the other droids maybe 30 or 28 left, and she opened fire in bursts of accurate fire to drop three of them.

"Covering!!"

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Liberty District One, objective 1
Objective: Kill Droids
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Everything had gone to frell in a handbasket, and the streets were awash with pure chaos, but thank the Maker, Patricia had arrived and was promptly kicking metal ass and taking serial numbers. A machine pistol was shoved into his hands, and the Chiss crime boss quickly put it to good use, firing judiciously on Gorgeous John's army of droids. Then he saw Chiasa take off down the street. Which was obviously the best plan. Together they were practically gift-wrapped for the Liberty District President, but apart, their chances of survival were doubled.

The Chiss hadn't meant to freeze up in battle. But as the enormous battle droids cornered him, he simply found himself unable to move. Then Patricia made quick work of them with her phrik knife. When Cryax heard his bodyguard shout,"Covering!" he went on autopilot, firing his blaster on anything and everything in his way. A few blaster shots came dangerously close to friendly fire, and he shot Patricia an apologetic look. The droids in front of him slumped to the ground, and he moved along with Patiricia, following her through the swarm of Gorgeous John's machine soldiers.

He smiled at Patricia as his pistol blasted out a droid's eye. "I think it's about time you got a raise."

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Secure and move to safety.
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

A few blaster shots whizzed past Patricia and she sighed knowing she had to get around to training Cryax sometime, he was simply terrible in a fight. Slapping the pack on her back she moved forward aiming down her optic as she did so. With a burst of SHOCK slugs she hit a prison droid and it fell hard to the ground with a loud crash. She had to get Cryax out of there and now, she had set up a safe zone a few miles from here where they wouldn't be seen or listened to, but that might as well of been sunny Naboo. A few miles on foot was a trip Cryax wasn't going to make, period. The path she had cleared for Cryax and Chiasa was soon starting to litter with droid bodies and the sound of a few ion shots went off from it. Probably Chiasa, but their avenue of escape was gone there. But luckily Patricia thought ahead. What? It was her job to do so, there was a reason why she was getting this raise.

"Get down!!" She yelled out to Cryax and dove forward to take cover in front of a statue of Gorgeous John.

Putting her back to the marble stone she began to type down things into her data logger, thank the gods for Browncoat arms and industrial. After typing a few more buttons the high pitched revving of a sports speeder screeched out and it was their ride out, they just needed to hold this place for a few more seconds.

But in a fight like this a few seconds could be life or death. Patricia assessed the situation and saw that they were almost surrounded on all sides outside of the capital building. The droids had them in a half circle and it was best to focus fire on their flanks. The droids were large and clunky so their ride would get here before that closed the distance and killed them. A large prison droid aimed up it's blaster at Cryax's back and pulled the trigger. The blaster roared and Patricia had to protect the package. Stepping forward with speed and intensity she put herself in the way of the blaster, it slammed into her gut and the dress went to work. The energy began to diffuse and break apart over the black polkadots and disperse. However the kinetic energy did not, she flew backwards past Cryax and grit her teeth in pain, it would bruise and hurt but she'd been through worse.

"Fuck you!!" She yelled lifting her rifle and blowing the droids head off.

Just a few more seconds

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One objective 1
Objective: Kill/Save Ravens
Foes: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Allies: The droid army.


"Wow you guys just don't die! I respect that!" Gorgeous John's voice kept going on the radio and he was certainly a little upset. This was supposed to be over by now and the bad guys were supposed to die so tbd good guys could ride off into the sunset.

"You criminal scum are all the same, think you can just take what you want and the good guys won't stop you. Well news flash douche bags, this is the last planet you try that with." John gave another quick laugh and the mic rustled around sounding like he was grabbing something.

"These droids, these are just the scrapers. Wait and see what I got in stock for you losers." The mic cut off and soon the streets began to rumble with an approaching storm of metal. In the horizon of the pink shield cast down a purplish light that illuminated the streets ahead. In those streets were reformed confederate battle droids from the clone wars, there were dozens maybe over a hundred. One thing was for sure there was a lot and they were a good sixty yards from the perimeter the Prison a Battle Droids were setting up. The situation was starting to look real bad for the ravens

 

[Cheshire Kat]

Location: Wonderland, engaging with the Red Ravens!
Objective: 2
Allies: An army of stim addicts and glit-biters
Enemies: [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Deborah Waller"]

Throusands of drug-addicted gang members raised their weapons with a cheer as they descended on the Red Raven forces on the border of their territory of Wonderland. In a frenzy of bloodlust at the bidding of their gang leader who the group was enthralled with, the gang members viciously attacked with blaster, whips, chains and bare teeth. "Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!" They chanted, dancing and throwing flowers over the bodies that dropped. One drug-addled Cheshire's Child made out with a Red Raven corpse and others ripped the bodies to shreds and bathed in the blood. The Children had all ingested a bad batch of spice called Green Sunshine, the most illegal substance in the galaxy. Not only did it make the user high, but also sent them on a murderous rampage that nothing but death could stop. The Cheshire Kat simply watched it all from inside a dayglow painted armored assault tank, laughing with glee.

As the battle raged on, the Cheshire Kat's next trick arrived. A large transport rolled up, and let out a small army of Void Droids, insane masterless automatons who opened fire on the crowd, gunning down both Children and Ravens alike. It was a veritable orgy of violence and the Cheshire Kat just ate it up with malicious glee. Oh it was good to be the Kat!

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Wonderland
Objective: 2
Allies: [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Deborah Waller"]
Enemies: @Chesire Kat

Okay seriously now this was getting out of hand. Dak had completely lost Deborah and Kezeroth in the crowd and [member="Cheshire Kat"] was leading a veritable army of drug-addicted cannibals onward to slay anyone in their path. Dak felt utterly alone in the chaos but her party-girl senses were kind of boom-boom-booming in the background like the Zeltron dance music she was used to. She zoned in on a multicolored tank and, still wearing her hover boots, maneuvered her way through the crowd, using vibroknuckles where appropriate to hack and slash. She approached the tank from behind and threw off her hover boots so she could scramble up the side of the tank. One of Kat's Children clawed at her leg and Dak responded with a sharp kick to his throat. He fell off of the tank but only momentarily.

If you can't beat them, join them, thought Dak and she rolled down the top of her body glove and like some episode of Zeltrons Gone Wild!, gyrated wildly atop the day-glo tank. Her goal was to blend in with Kat's disciples and/or distract them whatever worked best.

[member="Cheshire Kat"]

 

[Blair]

Location: Wonderland
Allies: [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]
Enemies: [member="Cheshire Kat"]

The sudden chanting of "Kill" had drawn out Deborah's attention. She ordered her men to hold position on the shuttle before looking out to see the coming horde of additcs. An odd yet effective means as Deborah thought. Throwing the mind numbed and baddling out as fodder for them to waste ammo on. It have been better to ignore them or the like, but obviously they couldn't be.

"Mow them down!" she ordered, her Striders opening fire on them.

The sudden apperance of the transport had caught her attention as well. Before she knew it the void droids had sprag out and began attacking. Seeing the hitting the enemy forces as well as shooting at them, Deborah realized how deranged Chesire Kat was. He was willing to let everything go down with him if it meant winning today.

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Wonderland
Allies: [member="Deborah Waller"] [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]
Enemies: Cheshire Kat

After a little shimmy-shimmy on the tank, Dak ducked down when she heard blaster-fire coming from The Striders and then a volley sent back from the Void Droids. Thank the stars, she thought. [member="Deborah Waller"] was in the vicinity and was rushing in, double-barrelled blasters all up in this frelling nightmare of a planet. She did need to find a new perch with Kat's Children still swirling en masse below her and blaster-fire whizzing by above. As she held on the side of the tank, she tried to look for ways off of it or even a way into it.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Secure and move to safety.
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

As Patricia dove one behind a statue of Gorgeous John, Cryax dove behind, you guessed it, another statue of Gorgeous John. There were literally homages to Gorgeous John everywhere, statues on the streets standing side-by-side, murals on the sides of apartment buildings, even a zephyr floating by above them that had Gorgeous John's smug mug painted on the side of it. Cryax half expected droids to come parachuting out of it at any moment. He crouched and blinked his glowing red eyes at the scene. John's droids were closing in on them in a half-circle, but down on one knee, Cryax was able to level out his aim and not fire helter-skelter. He picked off about three of them until he heard the roar of blaster fire behind him.

The Chiss thought he was going down, but before he knew what was happeing a whirl of blonde hair smacked him in the face as his blonde bodyguard launched herself in the line of fire. Patricia took a bullet for him. He was shocked and touched, especially since he knew she hated his guts, but the act spoke volumes about her loyalty to the Ravens and their nerdy blue President. After she whizzed past him flying backwards from the force of blaster hitting her armored dress-thing, he hurried over to her to make sure she was ok. Then right after she wasted a large battle droid about a foot away from them, he extended a blue-skinned hand to help her up. He would thank her in time, but right now every second counted towards their escape.

 

[Keira Priest]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Daxton Bane"], [member="Nei Laa"]
Enemies: [member="The Devourer"], [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"]

Almost instantaneously her lightsaber leapt into her grasp, the orange blade igniting with a snap-hiss, the quiet hum of the weapon almost comforting. Given just where she was at the moment, that was as close to relaxed as Keira would ever get during her time spent on Dredd, or so she had a feeling. Things could never, for once in a lifetime, go at least marginally smoothly. That would make things too easy, or so whatever supreme being there might have been had apparently decided. It was all well and good until, well. Until it wasn't. And that went doubly so for any incidents that just so happened to in some way or another cause her to recall the events that had transpired not too long ago in a dark cell on a ship in Unknown Space.

The all too familiar rasp and rattle of Vile's voice did just that.

Had she been anywhere else, her composure would have cracked quickly and relatively easily. But the sound of Nei's voice was enough to ground her at least momentarily, though it was a moment before she replied. Finally tearing her hazel green gaze away from the figure she saw - or at least perceived to see - behind a tree, she responded to her inquiries. "No, we don't ignore it. But we don't shoot yet either. Something's not quite right about all of this." She managed a grim smile at that. "But I think that's already pretty obvious."

Glancing to Daxton she came as close to voicing her true thoughts on the matter as she ever would. "I don't like this feeling. Whatever it is we're dealing with..." She shook her head as if to clear it, having to will herself back into the present, forcefully pushing back the flashbacks threatening to surface. "It doesn't want to see us leave in one piece anytime soon. Thoughts?" Although she might have been the leader of the mission, he was the senior Force user present, and thus the more experienced one when it came to encounters such as this. Normally not one to admit her inferiority in any scenario, she was more than willing to collaborate in this case.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Run
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"]
Foes: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Taking his blue hand the little five foot two agent hoisted herself up with his help and gritted her teeth doing so, that hit was definitely going to bruise. Putting her rifle into her shoulder she gave a little groan then lifted up the rifle to look down it's optic. Firing on another two droids closing she fried them and looked behind them to see their salvation arrive. A Czerka made stratus hybrid speeder bike screeched down the street on it's two wheels causing smoke to burn off the concrete with how fast it was coming towards them.

"I'm getting you out of here!" Patricia yelled at Cryax and now it was time to go.

The bike dodged and weaved through the droids and with one large jump it landed in front of them in a thud. The yellow grey bike shined against the light of the pink shield above. They had to have few more seconds to go, she had to secure Cryax.

"You two cover the right!" She pointed to the two droids guarding Cryax and they moved to cover the bike and the president.

Moving towards the bike she grabbed the helmet on one side and slapped it on Cryax's head before man handling him onto the back of the bike. A few blaster bolts took down one of their droids and whirled past their heads. Hoping on she made it so the two were back to back and she was driving. On the other side of the bike a Tenloss Type 8 sub machine gun lay in a holster with a hundred round drum slammed into it. Grabbing that she turned off the safety and shoved it into his arms.

"Cover us!" She yelled at him then with one powerful rev of the handle they were ready to go.

The speeder didn't zoom off onto the streets but rather the wheels shifted into a hovering position and the bike floated in the air. Yeah Patricia always had the coolest crap. Then with break neck speeds the speeder took off with blazing fast speeds down the street and clearing both sets of droids in almost a heartbeat. But they were not out of the woods yet. Behind them and lining the streets were various battle droids all shooting at them with inaccurate hip fire. Though it only took one lucky shot

Gun
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/40644-tenloss-type-8-smg/

Bike
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/27703-cz-v1-stratus-speeder-bike/?hl=czerka

 

[Thalia Sigismund]

Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"]
Enemies: [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Nei Laa"] [member="Daxton Bane"]

The Siqsa could feel intense fear brimming in Keira Ticon's mind starting with her adrenal gland, and spreading through her body. It enticed The Devourer, like a shark to chum, and she came out from behind her tree, inching ever closer to the woman. Keira Ticon would see Salacious Vile, her pale, rangy Umbaran torturer, limping towards her with a ravenous hunger in his eyes. In her mind she continued to hear his words, speaking to her in sibilant whispers. "Keira Ticon. I never thought I'd see you here on Dredd, but yet, here we are. But am I real? Or am I just a hallucination. Wait, don't answer that out loud. You wouldn't want the others to think you're crazy, would you?"

Once the smoke demon was done transmitting Vile's thoughts telepathically, Keira would see the visage of Salacious Vile pull out a long, serrated blade, its hilt decorated with the same types of runes she'd seen back on the ship where she had been held captive. As the figure advanced towards her, still limping, moonlight glinted off the edge of his blade, a reflection of his dripping fangs on its surface.

 

[Armand Temi]

Objective: 2
Location: Wonderland
Allies: [member="Deborah Waller"]
Enemies: [member="Cheshire Kat"]

Nope, the tank was pretty much impenetrable. Even though [member="Deborah Waller"] was making a dent in the body count of Kat's Children, the Ravens were cruelly outnumbered.

Dak jumped down and lunged at one of the glitbiter gang members who sat on a swoop bike, munching on a severed limb. She took out her electrowhip and with a couple of thrashes, took his head clean off. She jumped on the bike, started it up and kicked it into high gear. But the bike wasn't going as fast as she thought it was and it felt like something was dragging on it.

Dak looked back and one of Kat's glitbiters was hanging off the side and slowly climbing aboard the bike, his mouth horrifyingly blood-soaked.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Location: Dark zone
Objective: Contact
Allies: [member="Keira Ticon"], [member="Nei Laa"]
Enemies: [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"], [member="The Devourer"]

Seeing only a haze shaped form emerge from behind the tree, Daxton could almost immediately sense that it was the source of the Dark Side signature he sensed. Over their guard comm channel he advised them, "No, it looks like it's hell bent on provoking a confrontation. I can sense that it is relatively strong. Tell me what do you both see?"

He needed confirmation if what he saw before them with his own eyes was correct. Should they inform him otherwise, it would mean some sort of mind probe or distortion was in effect. Meanwhile, he moved deeper into the shadows, summoning the Force to obscure his own presence both visually and electronically so he could study the workings of the creature more closely.