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The Fallout Games; Act III
Topic Started: Mar 12 2012, 06:02 PM (34,780 Views)
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District: Spork Residence

KxS smiled. "Thank you, Mrs. Spork."

She then giggled at Jimi. "That'd be great. I can't wait to get this over with."


The Capitol: Streets

Shimera seemed to glow. "Cess, hiiiii!" she greeted him with a big, warm, tight hug. "I don't know who this is, I was just helping her get to Ivory street~"

She seemed to lift Cess from the ground with her hug, but she put him down. She wasn't strong enough to carry him for too long.
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-District Outskirts-

Walter didn't say anything as Lavan charged forward, jumping up at him now. With a stick. Walter would probably have facepalmed but this was not the time for that.

The water was still in the air when the dynamite exploded, either vaporizing it or scattering it. A simple matter for Walter to bring it back.

Several orbs of ice condensed in front of Walter, and he fired the balls, shooting them at Lavan, aiming for limbs, the boy's stomach, chest, and head, to knock him out and simply let him hit the ground, where Walter could then simply gather him up and take him away to an area with a working pylon.

He also took a few steps to the left, to avoid Lavan's body.

-District: Spork Residence-

Jimi smiled, nodding his head, “Good then! It's a...uhhh..plan!”

“Geez, just kiss already,” Hammah teased, finding something to joke about to try and break the foreboding atmosphere.

-Capitol: Streets-

Cess blushed as Shimera embraced him, then grinned at the girl, hugging her back.

“You always are the nicest person I know,” Cess said. Shimera was from the Capitol, and Cess worked for the Rebellion, but he didn't tell Shimera that. He was certain Shimera wouldn't tell anyone, but he didn't want the girl to worry. Despite the decadence and moral corruption of many of the Capitol citizens, Shimera was...innocent.

Cess then turned to Coral, “Selling flowers, hm? Any chance I could buy one off of you, or are they all taken?”
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"Oh crapsti-..."

Well...

That could have gone better.

The balls of water, hardened by power and now as solid and as unyielding as steel, impacted with the red-haired man's body at high velocity, smashing into him from the front, sides and back, generally making him the center point of a very uncomfortable implosion of water.

It hurt. A lot.

The red-haired man's body went sailing past where Walter was standing, landing flat on his face and skidding a foot or so before stilling, his behind up in the air as he ate dirt.

"... Ow... Note to self... Next time... No jumping..."

He tried to move, but was in far too much pain apparently to do so effectively, and only managed to flop onto his side, so his butt wouldn't tempt the stray Enclave soldier. Being dropped by a good fighter with awesome power? He could deal with that. Getting his butt kicked by an Enclave grunt? That's more personal.

"... Ok... I give... I think I'm gonna throw up now, okay? Thanks..."

Dry-heaving once or twice because of a nasty water-ball impact with his stomach, he finally took a look behind him, half-glaring and half-smirking at Walter with a half-closed eye.

"I... Had you. With... A stick. Heeheeheeeeeee..."

And surprisingly, even after that assault, he was still conscious.
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Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!!
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[District: Pub]

“… I could use a pint.”

A young man sat at the counter. He had pale skin and dark hair, and a knife strapped to his belt. His name was Van Ventura, and he was gearing up for the Reaping. He sighed, rubbing his neck and looking over to the bartender.

“Gonna be a bad day.”

[Capitol: Streets]

Coral looked over to Cess and she smiled and nodded.

“It’s nice to meet you too! I have to say, I’m really glad to have met some nice people around here. Last time I was in the Capitol, it was a whole different world.”

Coral did not try to hide that she was from District.

“Ah… well, these aren’t sold yet,” Coral said, smiling. “I suppose you could buy one.”

[Rebellion Headquarters]

“Exactly!” Nanami jumped when Old Man Sensei said that the interruption to the Games could have helped them. She saw an opportunity, and she immediately turned to Grassi.

“If you can give us a brilliant interruption for the Games, it will help so much. We’ll be able to rally support in a day.” Nanami was excited now. She wanted to go to Capitol. She wanted to fight.

She wanted revenge.
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-District Outskirts-

Walter frowned down at Lavan. A guy like this probably had a million tricks up his sleeve, and Walter was not someone who underestimated opponents until he had impaled them in the heart with an icicle. And even then...

This guy had been terrorizing the Enclave for some time now, and now he seemed to have fallen. Sure, it was possible this guy just didn't know how to fight in one on one combat...but it still off to Walter.

Either way Lavan was down, and soon he would be in captivity.

“Before I knock you out, I'm curious...what's your real name?” Walter asked, holding up his hand, forming a club of ice. Crude, but effective.

-Capitol: Streets-

Cess smiled, pulling out some money, paying Coral for a blue flower.

“I come to the Capitol fairly often myself, and I'm still amazed at the difference,” Cess nodded. Of course, he was amazed that people could act this horribly about others (present company excluded).

He turned to Shimera, putting the flower in her hair, “There you go...matches your eyes.”

-Rebellion Headquarters-

“We'll need to discover their location though,” Old Man Sensei warned, “We need to get in touch with a couple of our contacts to find out...Don't get too excited, Nanami. Don't rush, not yet.”
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The man was looking at Walter as the man with power over water and ice spoke. There was defiance in his look... Defiance and an almost infinite amount of amusement. He was ENJOYING this!

"Knocking me out? Awfully crude... Oh well. I guess it can't be helped."

He shrugged, before flipping over onto his back.

"Would saying "I'm sorry" and holding my hands out work? I promise not to resist now. I'm done resisting. You're a bit out of my league, and I have to admit, seeing your powers at work is a beauty. So uhh... No hard feelings?"

He paused.

"Wait... You wanna know my name? Alright, but I gotta warn you, it's a doozy! My name is..."

He paused dramatically...

"... STRUDEL VON WILDEBEAST THE FIFTEENTH! At your service. Except not for the entire braining people with a club thing. That just hurts. And I want to avoid it. Can I stay awake? Please? I'll give you candy. Or some skin lotion. You look like you need it."
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~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory

Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!!
~ Desty Nova, Morality


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Districts; Pub

Shizuo looks over. Oh, a customer. He brought a glass down. "What's your poison?" Shizuo wasn't much a talker. And he certainly wasn't very bright. But he tried to be enthusiastic about his new job...and it was hard to, particularly on such an important day.

Shizuo himself might have bottomed a glass of liquid courage..if it weren't so bitter and disgusting to him.

A man from the back enters. He was wearing a long sleeved, black v-neck and a parka. Which seemed insane, given the day. He smirks and leans up against the wall, watching Shizuo carefully. Shizuo didn't notice him yet...but bad things would happen when they did.

Rebel HQ

Grassi laughs. "Make an interruption? For the rebellion, I could orchestrate an entire collapse of the arena. But I'm going to need some hard hitting Intel. You guys have the spies, so I'm expecting you to get this for me. A genius can only do so much." Many people appreciated Grassi's sense of humor and sarcasm. Despite his informal words, he was very professional and clinical about his job.

"Like the Sensei has boldly stated, I need location. Location is key and could change the entire thing. Next, I need to know about the Arena itself, this year. As we all know, they normally place a barrier around the arena..a force field, of sorts. I'll need to find technology to bring it offline before anything else. This is all presuming they use it again like they have in the past. The Enclave are fairly predictable except for one factor. Their Gamemaker."

He licks his lips in thought. "I'm thinking what Nanami has in mind is going in, guns blazing. I'm not certain that's what we need. A more indirect assault? Or perhaps..and bear with me..what if we pull some, if not all the tributes out of there? Why simply interfere with the games..when we could throw a wrench in it all together? And when it all boils down..the one place where the Capitol and Districts don't expect to break ends up in pieces..that is the moment people will start thinking they aren't as powerful as they lead on."

Smirking now, Grassi runs a hand through his brown hair. "This is all merely brainstorming though. We could do a number of things, really. And as long as we have the resources, I can put something together." Looks to Sensei. "It's your call, sir."
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[Capitol: Streets]

“I never get over the differences.” Coral commented, shaking her head. Then she saw Cess place the flower in Shiemra’s hair and she had to laugh a bit, covering her mouth.

“I have to say, you two are nothing like what I’m used to around here. Tell you what, I have to sell these flowers down the road, but after that, how about I buy us some lunch?”

[District: Pub]

“I’ll just take vodka.” Van said, absently hitting the back of his feet on the barstool. He was tired, and not looking forward to the Reaping today. He knew his name was in the national lottery, and he was notorious for having bad luck.

Van did notice the man from the back, but said nothing. He wasn’t exactly Mr. Social.

[Rebellion Headquarters]

Nanami DID want to go in ‘guns blazing’. She wanted to take down as many Peacekeepers as she could, and put a bullet deep in Gallic’s squishy brain. She frowned, crossing her arms. She knew her idea was not going to work.

“Rush? With all due respect, I’ve waited ten years.” Nanami sighed, leaning against the wall. Her bangs fell over her face, covering her glasses and her cheeks.

She paused. “… Pull them out… Michael, you’re a genius! THAT’s what we have to do. Sensei, we need to get our hands on some heavy firepower. If we could launch just one attack, break through the arena and get the Tributes out…”

It was an insane idea. They would need weapons they did not have, they would need hover crafts, which they did not have, and they would undoubtedly be immediate targets of thousands of peacekeepers.

“It’s bold… it’s daring… and it would completely undermine the Enclave.” Nanami smirked.
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-District Outskirts-

Walter frowned. It seemed this red haired young man was insane. Unfortunately for Lavan, or possibly fortunately considering his plan, this gave Walter no sympathy. Even if he did have an insane younger sister.

“No matter then...I suppose it doesn't matter what your real name is,” Walter shrugged, not believing the name he gave. He held up his club, looking like he was going to hit Lavan in the head.

Then simply kicked him in the gut, which sent tranquilizers into Lavan's system to knock him out, a feature Walter had put into his own armor for emergencies or to trick any opponents he might have.

“Unfortunately giving you a concussion could kill you,” Walter sighed, shaking his head.

-Capitol: Streets-

“Well, I'm not from around here. I just come to visit Shimera, and my job requires traveling here,” Cess told Coral, “The District has a lot of capable people to get certain jobs done, like fixing things, or like you're doing, have the know how to acquire items, like those flowers. Most people in the Capitol don't know how to get those things done, so I find wealthy clients who need help, and then find someone in the District who can provide the help.”

Cess did do this, as a way to gain information, a way to help people in the District, and as a way to raise some money for the Rebellion, but he left all that out.

“I met Shimera a few years ago because of that, and I just kept visiting,” Cess grinned.

-Rebellion Headquarters-

Old Man Sensei was quiet, listening to Nanami and Grassi talk, starting up on vague plans for hijacking the Games.

He sighed, standing up now, shaking his head a bit.

“So we take the Tributes away...then what?” he asked, “Why are they there? Why are they in the Games, fighting for their lives? Is it because they want to? No, very few do that. They fight for their lives to get back to people they care about. If we take the Tributes, we must either paint ourselves as taking them against their will, or finding their families and protecting them too. If we do this, you must be prepared for that. Something like this will be all or nothing. Understand?”
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The red-haired man scooted back just a little bit as the club was lifted over his head.

"No really! That is the name my parents gave me! Well, my adopted parents. Weird sense of humor on the-OOF."

Then he was kicked in the stomach and folded over like a piece of cardboard.

"Again... Ow... Woozy..."

The moment he felt himself start to go numb and woozy, he knew they were tranquilizing him. Which meant that his plan had succeeded. Marvelously. He wouldn't be waking up with a headache, so he could be effectively annoying the moment he woke up, and...

Even better, his state of mind wasn't shaken, which meant all of the symbols and backup features of his power were still in effect.

He won.

And, knowing this, he passed out with a grin on his face.
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~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory

Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!!
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[Capitol: Streets]

“Oooh wow!” Coral was impressed. It appeared that Cess had found a way to get the Capitol to help some people in the District, even if they didn’t realize that was what they were doing. She found the whole idea very tricky, and very fun.

“That’s pretty cool. I could have used your help before. The only reason I got a client here in the Capitol is because he happened to drive out to my city for business.”

[Rebellion Headquarters]

Nanami turned to Old Man Sensei, and listened to what he said. As usual, he had put more thought into this than anyone else. Even Nanami, who was a master of strategy, still had a long gap to try to close to reach his level.

“No one will believe we’re taking them against their will. No one wants to die in the Games. So then we’ll wait. We’ll prepare, steal what we need, buy what we can… and once the Reaping happens, we’ll do everything we can to find the families of the Tributes. We’ll find the Tributes who are most likely to be sympathetic to our cause, and while I lead a team to kidnap them from the Games, someone else can go after their families.”

Nanami would insist on being in charge of the mission to attack the Games. A chance to sabotage and undermine the Games was a wonderful opportunity for her… and she would love to have her face seen by the people of the Enclave, to remind them – to remind Gallic – that she was still out there.
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The girl blushed madly, but she giggled anyway. She sat her bag down on the floor to sit somewhere. She felt so much at home with the Sporks. Their place was always warm and inviting. It was like she had a family, but she wasn't sure if she could let herself think that just yet. Yes, she was good friends with them, Jimi especially. But she could get them in trouble if she got too close to them. Then again, she never brought attention to herself, nor did she even mention to anyone that she was in the Rebellion.

Still, you can't be too careful.


The Capitol: Streets

Shimera held in a giggle. Oh, what could Cess POSSIBLY be buying a flower for?

When Cess put the flower in her hair, she squealed and hugged him tightly again. "Awww, thank you~!" It was just so nice to have a sweet boyfriend.

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Shizuo brought out of bottle. Vodka was by far one of the more flavorful drinks he'd messed with. It burned going down and it burned coming up. Very strong drink. Gosh he hated liquor. So it was numerously ironic he worked here. He poured the drink into a cup and slid it to him

"You know what they say. May the odds ever be in your favor." Shizuo pushes up his shades. "I know I'll need them in mine."

Rebellion HQ

Grassi blushes at the compliment, looking aside as the two conversed for a bit. As they continued talking, he looked up.

"We don't have many rebels in our strike forces. I'm thinking if we rescue the tributes, they'd happily join our cause after being out there in the Arena, witnessing the evils first hand." He looks aside. "Which is why, if we really go through with this..we need to hit the ground running. Running hard."

He crosses his arms. "Breaking the arena will be simple; if we can get our hands on the right technology. And we need more people. I have an idea for recruiting, but it's chancy."

"I am sure you both know of radio. A fine creation of mass media. A long time ago, radio united the states. Presidents used them to directly speak to the masses. It's a valuable tool. I think we should harness it. Communicate with people...be it our own members or to the public of the District. SO here's what I'm thinking: we send some scouts west. We find an abandoned radio tower - believe me, there's plenty - we make that a base, and set up a DJ out there. Then we'll strengthen the signal and broadcast it into the very minds of the District. Only one problem prevents itself, here: getting radios there. But what if we cover that base too? What if we find some radios and 'sell' them to people there? It's all propaganda! It's dangerous, but I think it could get the attention Nanami craves and the people we need." Grassi smirks.
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The car was rather quiet as the Narroh family drove towards the district. Kanna knew her children didn't like it there...After all they were raised in the Capitol. Ironically it made them feel like the outcasts....Two rich children in a sea of people who would like nothing more than to see them dead.

Kanna sighed, looking over to her children. Both looked so nervous. Melanie because of the Reaping, and Jason because he was worried about his baby sister.

"When we get there don't speak to anyone" Kanna said to Melanie "And make sure you stand up straight. They should know where you come from"

Because reminding the Gamemakers that Melanie was from the Capitol (technically) was Kanna's only hope.

Melanie gave a little nod, looking back out of the window.

They would be nearing the District soon enough...

Spork Residence

Colette frowned, now tugging on her dress a bit harder. "You wouldn't be good in the Games...You're too nice" she told Hammah honestly "I wouldn't want to see you have to do something mean..."

District: Hob

“Not so good… Reaping season brings out the worst in everyone.”

"I can relate...I've been trying to heal up all the kids before it starts today. Most of them are a mix of bitter and a worried mess...." Crystal explained with a frown. "I'm only out to restock...Not much more time now anyways..."

“Oh come on! There’s no need to be so down. Besides, I think you-know-who is going to do something this year.”

Crystal raised a brow. She knew who Musashi was talking about. "How do you know...Have you spoke to them? They're usually locked up in their room being all quiet around this time of year"

She was trying to be as vague as possible.

Capitol: Gamemaker’s Office

You’ll have so many choices this year, you may just want to let my creations eat all of the Tributes.”

Seneca laughed, the idea of a bunch of kids being eaten apparently hilarious. "Now now where would be the fun in that? You know the crowd likes a little human interaction"

And by human interaction be meant tribute killing tribute.

"Either way it'll be very interesting. But enough of that, we're going to miss the Reaping if we sit here and going on like school boys."
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[The District: Enclave Office #72]

The District was the name for a massive area of the Enclave Territory, and so naturally the Enclave had several bases and offices all over what was once the United States. Very close to the Capitol, there was a certain section of the District where the seventy-second office sat.

That office was the closest one to the Capitol territory; and it was where the Reaping happened. At least, the first Reaping. There would be several more all over the country, but this one was the first Reaping, and the one where some unfortunate people from the Capitol would ever be eligible for the Games.

A Vertibird landed, and out stepped Augustus Autumn, the Peacekeeper General. He was here to secure the location. In a very short time, the first Reaping would be under way. He quickly stepped into the Enclave Office to prepare things.

It was about to begin.

[District: Pub]

Van nodded, and sighed, leaning back on the bar stool. “Good luck. Tell you what, if we both get through this, I’ll buy the drinks.”

[Rebellion HQ]

Nanami paused, rubbing her neck. Grassi’s plan was ambitious… and dangerous.

“I’m in. Just tell me what you need from me.”

[District: Hob]

Musashi gave a huge grin and nodded to Crystal. “Because I know her. I know how she thinks. And I know how mad she’s been lately. I’m telling you, she’s going to do something this year. Something bi—ugh!”

Sama punched him in the back of the head. “Keep it down! The Reaping is in a little while, this place will be crawling with Peacekeepers.”

He sighed, leaning against the wall. “

[Capitol: Gamemaker’s Office]

Maddox shrugged. “I don’t care much for the Reaping. You go ahead. I need to make some last minute corrections to the Deathclaws…”
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