Ravens in Wonderland [Red Raven Dominion of Dredd]

[Cryax Bane]

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

Strapped in on the back of Patricia's bike, his back to hers, Cryax felt a bit like he was in an action Holo, and it was kind of cool for a moment. Then he looked around at a veritable sea of Gorgeous John's droids all clamoring over one another's metal bodies to get to the two of them. And that wasn't cool at all. Nope, not cool. Blaster shots crisscrossed all around their heads. "Kteh!" he swore as they flew at breakneak speed through the streets of Liberty District One. He could see the great Alum wall in the distance, bullets zipping out of snipers' nests. The Chiss raised his blaster and fired, victoriously picking off droids left and right, pausing every now and then to duck from the bolts of light that whizzed by his head.

As he rained down blaster bolts on the droid forces, Cryax was still flabbergasted that even after taking a bullet for him, Patricia was even sitting upright, much less steering them to safety on her Czerka bike. He felt an immense amount of gratitude and respect for her deep down in his cold, ruthless heart. When they got out of there. If they got out of there, Cryax was going to make it up to her for that night with Gaajo the Hutt when he treated the skilled assassin like a Hutt toy. He'd make it up to her somehow, he thought as his blaster popped off the head of another droid, its gleaming eyes blinking in surprise as it rolled down the streets and into the gutter.

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Secure and move to safety.
Enemies: [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Allies: Droids droids galore


John sat back in his office and smiled putting his feet back up on his desk puffing a cigar. Getting back on the radio his voice echoed out to Patricia and Cryax on their commlinks.

"So I recently bough this Ropo made out of Diamonds, and I don't mean it's a statue. It's a living Ropo made of solid diamonds cause I'm rich as F***" he said then kept going with his speech about diamond ropos

"And I don't know what to name it, I was thinking Piss For Brains in honor of you but that just doesn't seem fair to the Ropo." John shifted a bit on his chair and got nice and comfy while taking another puff.

"Wait let's do **** face, again in honor of you. But tell you what I'll get back to you about it." The voice cut off and they the two of them would be left to the various military personnel trying to kill them.

Pushing in front of them was an armored hover tank blocking the Main Street. It hovered it's barrel over to the little speeder bike and fired with a roar of energy leaving the tank.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: get to safety
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Cryax had the shooting technique of a disabled chimpanzee, he was all spray and pray burning through ammo like nobodies business. Which in his defense he was wearing a big motorcycle helmet but he could at least use the bolts of red as tracer rounds and shift fire accordingly. She was going to have to teach him to be competent with a weapon system, even the Coruscanti type writer could be an accurate weapon when used properly. Then again they were zooming down the streets in a high speed race for their lives. So hey silver linings that he hit a few droid clankers. Reaching again to the side saddle she pulled out from it a 40MM grenade launcher single shot breach loaded weapon system with a pistol grip.

"UPRGRADE TIME GEEK BOY!! TAKE OUT " Passing back the grenade launcher loaded with an ion round she focused back on the road and to something grave. A giant ass tank

Revving the engine hard them zoomed forward at max speed. The bike shaking and bouncing incredibly hard and fast barely being able to keep up at these speeds. Pivoting to the right the tank created a five foot wide hole in the concrete besides them, bits of pavement flew up as deadly as bullets. But they luckily outran them before they could impact and do any harm. The safe house was on the other side of that tank and they had to go past it to get there. So it was time to do something crazy.

"In about fifteen seconds were about to cross a tank, you may feel some slight discomfort but you need to take out the thing by hitting the rear with the launcher. Trust me you'll know when to shoot!!" She screamed and it was time to set her plan in motion.

The wheels on the bike span as faster and faster and the fly mode disengaged and the wheels hit the concrete hard shaking the bike terribly. Patricia let out a little gasp that sounded like something between a groan and scared cry of discomfort. Closing the distance with the hover tank she did something she was going to regret later. Shifting her weight to the right the speeder bike dipped down so their faces were nearly inches away from the pavement her blonde hair skidding across it. The bike zoomed under the tank and popped back up on the other side giving Cryax a clear shot

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Approaching Liberty District One
Objective: Survive
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Dak screamed and dipped the swoop bike low then back up to try and shake the glitbiter who was still hanging off the back. In order to calm down and not crash the bike, she envisioned she was back at the Dragon Palace Casino playing Swoop Bike Speedway and not stuck on this hellish planet about to get eaten alive by some spice-fiend, party zombie. Dak could tell by the widening of the streets and the sounds of explosions ahead that she was coming up on Liberty Plaza One. She banked extremely to the right still trying to shake the interloper who just cackled maniacally as he hung on. Up ahead was another karking tank and a bike zooming underneath it. Maybe Ravens, maybe not but Dak accelerated to try and catch up.

 

[Nei Laa]

Location: The Dark Zone
Objective: 3
Allies: [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Daxton Bane"]
Enemies: [member="The Devourer"] [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"]


Nei gave Keira an odd look when the woman withdrew her saber, but said nothing. Though, that wasn't to say she didn't move a bit away from the Ticon in order to avoid any potential impaling. That wouldn't have been good. The other thing that was peculiar, though, was the amount of fear coming from her. Odd, she thought. The fog not be THAT scary...

"Well, duh," she replied, in response to her obvious statement. "This fog sucks." In an effort to perhaps ease some of the tension coming from Keira while at the same time seeming undisturbed by the choking black, sludgy smoke, the Nautolan thumped her chest with her fist. "I say blow it up! Throw explosives! Dissipate it with the shock wave!" Anything to get rid of it, to try and dissuade the sense that this...thing was a living essense. Or, at the very least, not immortal.

At Bane's question, Nei shrugged. "I see smoke," she told him almost impatiently. "I say that earlier, right? I thought I said that earlier." Out of the corners of her inky eyes, though, Nei looked again at Keira, whose pheromones still spoke to being thoroughly spooked by the substance. Is she seeing something different?

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective 1
Allies [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Enemies [member="Gorgeous John"]

On the back of the Czerka, it was a pure white-knuckle ride. Then, screaming orders at him, Patricia passed a grenade launcher into Cryax’s blue-skinned hands. Now they were talking. Gripping the grenade launcher, he whipped his head around to look to the road ahead of them and saw a humongous tank right in their way, firing highly explosive rounds at them. What the frell was that crazy blonde doing? Then before he knew what was happening, it looked like both of them were going to eat the pavement as Patricia’s her speeder dipped down and skidded right underneath the karking tank.

Then they whooshed out the other side and his next move was as clear as day. His heart in his throat, Cryax lifted the weapon and concentrated on acquiring the target. Then the Chiss fired all the rounds in his grenade launcher, discharging each of the grenades with a “foomph.” The battle tank exploded behind them dramatically, sending a few of Gorgeous John’s battle droids flying like smoking ragdolls.

“Eat my grenades, queen!”

 

[Keira Priest]

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

Torn between two separate realities, there was a long moment of silence in which Keira made an attempt to force the telepathic presence from her mind, formulating an answer to Daxton's question in the same moment. It wasn't difficult to ascertain that all eyes were on her, more or less, in anticipation of her reply. Unfortunately, what she had to say wasn't what they were looking for, she had a feeling. "Someone I'd rather not see." That was easier to explain than going into just who this particular Umbaran was in relation to her and what he was responsible of. Still, her voice was quiet, and she was only half-focused on her surroundings.

Her mind was still having difficulties processing the illogical fact that Vile was here when she'd last seen him in Unknown Space, while her more sensible side reminded her that this wasn't actually him, but rather an illusion brought on by whatever very real dark side energy was present in this area of Dredd. The sight of the man might have been false, but it was still up in the air as to whether or not these illusions were capable of causing real physical injury. And she decided that it was something she'd rather not find out.

"So if it's a Force illusion brought on by the dark side..." She trailed off, gathering her thoughts. "That means only the light can dispel it, and I don't think either of us are exactly Jedi." That was her own attempt to diffuse the tension. "What about lightsabers though, or just the Force in general? There has to be some way to harm it, at least. Nothing's invincible."

There was a moment of hesitation before she reached out to touch the dark side presence with her own telepathic tendrils. "What is it you want?"

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: 1
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

As Dak approached the tank she heard a giant KA-BOOM and reflexively screeched to a halt on the swoop bike and shielding her eyes from the explosion. Stopping so suddenly finally dislodged the gilbiter off her bike and he went flying into a a heap of battle droids. But now she couldn't see anything through the smoke and fire of the burning tank.

Knowing the battle droids wouldn't waste time targeting her, she revved the engine and cut down a side street looking for any signs of her Ravens.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Liberty City One
Objective: Get to the safe house on wobbly legs.
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"] and Dakita Calfur

When the bike flipped back up and the explosion went off behind them Patricia was still screaming heavily, a high pitched wail left her mouth and as they cleared the distance between the explosion and the safehouse she began to breathe heavily. Taking deep breaths of air in and out her body tingled against Cryax and she spasmed violently barely being able to keep control of the bike as her mind went a little blank. Looking back at Cryax she let out another chuff of air and before sucking in another deep breath. And with a smooth velvety voice she spoke completely relaxed

"I just creamed so ****ing hard." She said and the bike zoomed forward still.

Looking forward she activated the SXB sprite and pulled quickly into a nearby apartment garage. They were safe right now, Patricia had taken all the bugs in their path up to the apartment as well and made sure that transmitted an all clear signal and visuals. Leaning forward on the front of the back she shuttered a bit and kept breathing hard, this however wasn't about reaching the top of the mountain earlier. This was sadder, Patricia reached into her dress between her bust and pulled out a picture of a strawberry blond girl with red eyes. She was about five years old and she looked just like Patricia, it was her daughter Erika. She thumbed the picture across the face and sighed again catching her breath.

"I'll be home soon baby." She said quietly before kissing the picture and putting it back.

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: S***!!
Allies: Droids
Enemies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

Gorgeous John watched with an unamused expression on his face when his tank blew up, he rather liked his death machines and he hated it when people karked with them. That blue bastard and his blonde skank were really starting to become a pain in his side by not dying, they had taken out almost a hundred droids, which was a drop in the bucket honestly, but still those things weren't freaking cheap! Though he did own a Ropo made out of solid diamonds.

"Are you ****ing kidding me!? Honestly just die already, you bandits need to learn how to. Just remember though no matter where you go I will find you! There is nowhere I can't see you! I will follow you all until the end of-" George cut himself off when the bike turned into an area and simply vanished off the screen. Well he stood corrected. However there was another thing going on in the city.

A woman had made it past the wall and through the defenses on a speeder bike carrying a Glit bitter Cheshire Child with her. She didn't look like any of the gangs the world owned, so this meant she was a raven. Jackpot, John thought to himself. A high whistle came through the comm unit of Dakita Calfur. It was a pervy whistle and he was clearly checking her out through the dozens of cameras that were on her.

"Hey baby what brings you to my neck of the woods?" He said with a smooth and relaxed voice.

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Get to the safe house
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

Riding the bike and listening to her commlink was a little like walking and chewing gum. Dak couldn't do both at the same time. She stopped the bike and took in the foreign voice.
It definitely wasn't one of the Ravens because in her experience so far they pretty much dropped her into Bantha Dung and peaced out. It probably wasn't the Cheshire Kat because he was back in the Wonderland area of Dredd.

She put the bike into first gear and hovered slowly up the street. "Not too much," she answered into her commlink. "Just checking out this hunk of junk planet. It would be my type of party actually except for the part where everyone tries to kill you and drink your blood." If she were a Kobarian swamp dog her hackles would have been raised. She tried to remain calm but as she glided along her eyes darted back and forth for any sign of danger.

 

[Thalia Sigismund]

Location: Dark Zone
Objective: Eat Souls
Allies:
Enemies: [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Daxton Bane"] [member="Nei Laa"]

If the Siqsa were a physical being, she would likely be fooled by Daxton Bane's Force mask, but the creature was herself a literal manifestation of the dark side of the Force and one could not hide from her this way. The demon skirted away from Keira Ticon and zipped around in a wide arc, circling the group like a predatory animal. Reaching into Daxton's mind, she drew upon his emotions and memories to find his greatest fear. Himself. The Siqsa smiled maliciously. Dark curtains of smoke roiled as she took on the form that he so hated and feared, the Zabrak as a light-sided Jedi warrior, wielding a blue lightsaber, benevolence in his eyes. Now that she had her newfound form, she let her words tendril into his mind, the sound of his own voice echoing in his head. Words of the Jedi code. She would show Daxton what he feared would become, an obedient, submissive slave to the light side of the Force operating under the guise of a guardian of peace.

"Jedi are the guardians of peace in the galaxy. Jedi use their powers to defend and protect, never to attack others. Jedi respect all life, in any form. Jedi serve others, rather than rule over them, for the good of the galaxy. Jedi seek to improve themselves through knowledge and training."

These words the Siqsa would repeat until they hit a loud crescendo in the Zabrak's head, drowning out all other thoughts.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Location: Safe House
Objective: Fight Back
Allies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Dakita Calfur"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

As the tank exploded in their wake, Cryax felt a smug satisfaction. He enjoyed blowing things up a bit too much for his own good. As he felt Patricia shudder behind him on the bike, he craned his neck to look at her with a raised an eyebrow. Did she just? Was that a? Nevermind, he didn't want to know. Who was he to judge the various ways that people got their kicks? He wouldn't have minded if she weren't strapped into a Czerka bike with her back pressed up against his as she experienced this intimate moment with herself, but now was not the time to nitpick.

As they got to the safehouse, Cryax was all business, removing his helmet and hooking up his Datapad to the central computer the Ravens had set up there. He would have immediately started slicing into the Liberty District One networks, but something else caught his eye. Patricia was staring longingly at a picture of someone. He crossed over to her as she was putting it away. "Who was that?" asked the Chiss gangster, motioning to the frame, his voice soft and filled with a genuine concern he hadn't shown her before.

 

[Daxton Bane]

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

Lies, all lies. The words resounded in his head over and over, like tendrils of venom eating through his insides. The Jedi were murdering self righteous pompous thieves. How dare they use his form to perpetuate more lies and deception.

The orbalisks colony permeating his torso began to shake in agitation at the sheer level of dark side power flowing between the two combatants. In his head, the entities from the Heart of Darkness began to howl, scream into a bewildering wall of sound filled his mental thoughts.

Without warning, three lightsabers hissed to life, red blue and green they sailed through the air to strike at the abomination taking his form. Each saber was held by a powerful coils of Force emitted by the Sith Lord. Invisible to the naked eye, these were strong enough to crush bones and twist metal should the need arise.

"Liar! You will pay for that with your life." He growled menacingly at the image he was seeing.

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Cryax Bane"]

Patricia didn't much like talking about her family, she had not made the smartest choices in her life as a young adult. Especially those concerning responsibility when it came to her family. She pulled the picture out and smiled and knew they had a moment or two to talk, the position was secure thanks to the sprite device she was using. Gently unfolding the picture of the strawberry blonde fine year old girl, a small tear touched her eye and she handed the picture to Cryax.

"That's my little girl Erika." She said with a lot of pride for her daughter, but a hint of sadness at the same time. She had made the terrible mistake of abandoning Erika and her father when she was nineteen. It was something she wasn't proud about. But she was trying to be more open about it

"When I had her I was going through some stuff and I left when she was born. Spent a lot of time drinking and waking up next to people I didn't know. And after Manaan being hired on to fight the Sith I met up with her dad and things just clicked again and I went back to be with her." She sighed again and began to round up all the weapons. Opening up a satchel on the bike she began to load shells back into the grenade launcher and put a new energy cell into the typewriter.

"And even after all these years she knew I was her mom. And she forgave me and loved me, kids you know? They change you. It's almost her birthday, she's turning six. Her daddy The Shadow King Romeo Sin has just been so freakin weird though lately and I'm afraid I might have to take her away." She slung her weapons and grabbed her pack to sling it back on.

"We need to go upstairs, I have some food, water, and fresh clothes. And a shower couldn't hurt, we both smell like gun powder and if we are escaping we need to clean up and change appearance the best we can." She walked towards and elevator and she had a genuine moment with Cryax where she opened herself up as more than a killer for hire or a bodyguard. That underneath all that foul mouth fighter she was a person like everyone else

 

[Kip Radon]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Hit on the pink skank, and maybe kill the rest of the ravens
Allies: Droids
Enemies: [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Dakita Calfur"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]


Gorgeous John let out a chuff of air and chuckled afterwards, his rich voice on the woman's communicator. He was wasn't smitten by the woman or anything but he'd hit that regardless. Maybe she was one of the smart ravens and knew a good thing when it was talking to her. He let off a few more laughs then spoke

"Yeah that can be a little difficult at times, but hey look at you fresh from outside the wall you survived the Raketeers and the Cheshire Children. And you managed to get into my little city before the defenses came up and through the wall, I must say I'm impressed." He paused before continuing on.

"So I will make this a no brainer for you, how would you like to upgrade from ground beef to prime rib baby?" He asked her but he wasn't sure if she got the metaphor.

"You know after so many years of getting ground beef I'm sure you're craving the prime rib experience." He said again hoping to get the metaphor across.

"I'm talking about Dick." He said bluntly.

When Cryax began to slice into the liberty district systems it showed a multitude of things. That the droid army wasn't being controlled on the main network, nor was the shield generator. The generator was manually operated in a facility thirty miles from the current one, and the droids were under the personal control of John himself

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Liberty District One
Objective: Playful banter with Mr. John
Allies: [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Enemies: [member="Gorgeous John"]

When the voice rambled on about ground beef to prime rib she didn't really register anything except hunger. But when he said, "I'm talking about Dick" she more than understood. And it also dawned on her as to who she may be talking to.

"Oh I've had lots of Dicks. Lots and lots of Dicks. Also some Toms and Harrys too. But I've never had a John." She paused for dramatic effect. "A Gorgeous John." Still in first gear and moving down the street slowly, she gulped and hoped he didn't hear the fear in her voice. She continued:

"I've been hearing about this Gorgeous John ever since I've set foot on this decrepit asteroid. And wondering if you were really as gorgeous as they say." Then she put on her best girl-lost-in-the-woods voice and said, "But I guess I'll never know because I can't see you."

 

[Nei Laa]

Location: The Dark Zone
Objective: Try to keep her teammates from going bananas
Allies: [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Daxton Bane"]
Enemies: [member="The Devourer"] [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"]

The Nautolan jumped at the sound of three activating lightsabers being sent through the air. First Keira, now Daxton. Something was going on, and Nei was missing out. Maybe that be a good thing? After all, someone needed to remain sane. Not for the first time, the female was glad she wasn't Force Sensitive.

Ignoring the prickling feeling which warned her of an unseen enemy, Nei raised both blasters into the air and began to fire several shots towards the sky. Thehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UT4N9f8rUyY] noise[/url] was rather loud, and the lasers briefly illuminated the darkness. Normally, Nei wouldn't have done something that gave away their position, but she sensed that their adversary already knew where they were. Besides, the noise was necessary for distracting her teammates away from the clearly unwanted visions the two were having.

"Oi, listen up you two!" she hollered loudly. "Get your heads together and think for a moment! This thing be nothing; it be messing with your heads! Don't make me smack you!" The realisation of what she said sunk in, and it took all of her wits not to lose her mettle. The unseen was one thing which Nei didn't like -- it was why she never had faith in the so-called Force. And, why she always wore her armour.

Taking a deep breath, the Nautolan continued her rant, though this time it was not directed at her teammates, but at whatever was messing with their brains. "And as for you! Don't think I not see what you be doing! Stop it, or I blow you to high heaven! Show yourself! Dao onhso vil vatak anasan a foh! Sahak viev anasan a si'nuliju'a!" This last bit roared with all her might; Nei had delivered a challenge to the enemy, and if she expected it to be taken seriously, she needed to deliver it seriously, like she meant it.

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

Location: Liberty District One objective 1
Objective: Survive, recuit Angels
Allies: girl-on-bot [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
Foes: The droid army [member="Gorgeous John"]

Shoot something? The Twi'lek looked blankly at the unfamiliar pistol, but only for a moment before with a mental shrug she aimed and started pulling the trigger. She was no crack shot, but Declan had insisted after procuring her holdout pistol that she know how to use it at least well enough that he was confident she wouldn't injure herself. Besides, there were enough of them that it was hard to miss. She didn't always hit who she was aiming at, though she often did, but she always hit someone. Since John seemed happy to just throw away troops by not providing them with armour up to the task of protecting them, or else this blaster was very heavily modded, she also had the luxury of aiming for torsos instead of having to try for fancy headshots.

Hearing John's voice broadcast out into the open, and hearing the sound of what? More droids? Lovely. The Twi'lek grimaced, though she kept firing.

"Getting a little hot in here.."

She commented, forced to trust in her new ally to get her out of this situation.

 

[Keira Priest]

Location: The Dark Zone
Objective: Stay sane
Allies: [member="Nei Laa"], [member="Daxton Bane"]
Enemies: [member="The Devourer"], [member="Red Ravens Storyteller"]

The image of Vile seemed to dissipate, or at least lose its potency, something Keira was momentarily grateful for. Until she heard the familiar sound of another three sabers igniting, flying towards the cloud of the dark haze that had materialized in front of Daxton, taking on what form she couldn't be sure. That did confirm one thing, though, that they were dealing with an entity comprised of Force energy with the capabilities to telepathically infiltrate the minds of others, dredging up their worst nightmares and bringing them to life. This made their foe dangerous, but if the entity was fully formed by the Force, then that meant it could, at least theoretically, be harmed through the same means as well.

Blinking at the shouts from Nei she shook her head to clear it, managing to push enough of the fog out of her mind to focus with at least some semblance of clarity on the situation at hand. With a smile in her direction she regained a touch of her usual bravado. "Not a bad speech. But I don't think this thing is going to come out and fight us head-on." That would have made things too easy. The tactic their adversary was currently using made it difficult to pinpoint the exact presence, and on top of that it seemed to be able to evade their mental defenses, even those of a Master. Suddenly she understood why so many others had perished here. But she wasn't about to let them become the next victims.

Once again she reached out with her own telepathy, hesitantly touching the mind, if it could be called that, of the creature that was tormenting them. "Who are you and what do you want? I'm not in the mood to negotiate."