[IC]All the World's a Zerg Rush - An AtWaG spin-off RP

[WriggleRid3r]

Youkai Mountain | Gensokyo

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The Normandy did just as Shepard said so: tracking where the commander was and gliding slowly towards the destination with Stukov on it. He looked out its' open hatch to find what Earth looked like before: his homeland, without any taint of technology or human violence, nor the Zerg or Protoss influence. Perfection of nature harmonizing together.

"I could get used to this." Stukov muttered to himself, having a seat next to the open hatch, admiring the nature. "I sure would like a bottle of vodka."

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Eientei | Gensokyo

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"Here we are." Yukari announced as a gap appeared in front of Eientei and stepped out of it. Eientei used to always be so quiet and serene, what's with all the wooden mallet noise and other general exuberant shoutings? "Damn, are they having a party in there or something?"

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Eirin woke up at the sound of someone coughing so abruptly it caused her chair to fall back.

"Whoa!" Eirin couldn't keep her posture as she toppled with the chair with a loud crash. The chair absorbed most of the impact, but that didn't mean Eirin wasn't surprised. She lifted her head to see John and Reisen waiting for her.

"Hello!" Eirin welcomed her guest as she struggled to get out of the entanglement she was in. It was tough trying to escape with only one arm, but she was making progress without Reisen's help. "Sorry about the whole... "mess", let me just get back up on my feet here."

"Master, you- you need to cover yourself first!" Reisen's face was as red as a turnip when she suggested Eirin to conceal her rather exposed self, although the back of her mind went Don't cover yourself! In fact, expose yourself more so I can assault those shameless breasts!

"Ah, Reisen, it's alright. It's not like John's a stranger to me." Eirin shrugged after she got back to her feet, surprisingly with only one arm. Eirin's missing left arm, as well as Rin's missing right eye, was the pinnacle of the damage from the invasion four months ago. It was done by arcanoplasma weapons, which hindered the regeneration of wounds as it constantly ate up at the injury. "How can I help you? Medical checkup? Prescription? I heard Ran was having sleep problems like me, should I make some sleeping aids for her?"

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Chevron | Santa Cruz, California

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By the time the Zerglings noticed that their original prey escaped, it was too late. The stasis module slowed the entire group of Zerglings down to a near halt, allowing Isaac to slip by and escape. The module was temporary, so the Zerglings were freed eventually, but Isaac was long gone by then: too far to be seen by sight... but not too far enough for the Zerglings to smell him.

The Zerglings howled, alerting the Swarm in the area. There's a survivor, and it looks tasty. The Swarm will have a little snack tonight.

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Shield of Aiur

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Unable to anticipate such a fast counterattack, Vion had to take both strikes with his plasma shields, severely weakened by the previous set of assaults. By the time Vion was able to compose himself from the fierce blows, his shield was at 30%.

"Who is that human?"

"I do not know. But he must be a very strong warrior, able to go head-to-head against a Protoss."

Other cadets stopped their training to spectate this match. Not only was Hank going toe-to-toe against a trained Protoss Cadet, but he was almost overpowering him in a way. It was entertaining for the Protoss cadets as they eagerly watched on.

"Impressive." Vion's eyes scanned Hank; he was already on the defensive, ready to counter any of Vion's move... the moves that he knew, anyway. "However, you are still no match for the Templars!"

Vion knelt his knees slightly. Then, activating the Charge ability he was practicing just earlier, he moved, faster than eyes could keep up, his blade reaching out towards Hank.

"Charge?" Some cadets observed with awe, although Talaras looked unimpressed.

"His form is unstable, and his speed isn't polished yet." Talaras commented to herself. "He needs more practice."

[Kristia]

Youkai Mountain | Gensokyo


Following the Youkai, Renamon simply commented "I would say that this is a common thing with us" she said referring to the crazy ordeals they all had to endure during the Devourerīs siege "That or Eirin has become some sort of mad scientist" she pointed out smelling odd scents around the place

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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Hank's eyes did not keep up with him, no, that was pointless. It was where he was likely going to go was the important part. Hank used his blade to roll over Vion's own harmlessly almost as soon as it appeared, the other hand sparking with electricity that singed the floor. That fist went out, energy alone hitting the templar's shield in several places. It went in an uppercut motion, taking advantage of how close Vion was.

[WriggleRid3r]

Eientei | Gensokyo

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"Damn, she needs a vacation." Yukari concurred to Renamon. In fact, everyone could've used a vacation... as soon as the Zerg threat is dealt with and society returns to how it once was, Yukari is going to rent an entire tropical island and have everyone in Gensokyo come and have fun. "Right, let's see... anyone in theeeeere?"

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Shield of Aiur

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The electricity drained Vion of his shields fast, almost depleting them. When the shield hit 0, Talaras ended the fight by disabling both of their blades.

"Cadet Vion's psionic shields have been depleted completely." Talaras announced. "Hank wins."

"I can still fight!" Vion disagreed, willing his psionic blades to come online once again. Talaras shot an angry look at Vion, which prompted him to withdraw his blades.

"Perhaps you can use that zeal for battle in your training. Your Charge was one of the worst I've seen." Talaras commented harshly. Vion bowed, receiving a few humiliating chuckle from the crowd. Talaras then turned to Hank. "Impressive. You beat one of my Cadets. Not many humans can wrestle with a Protoss and live to tell the tales."

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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"I've fought far larger people, actually. Size of a one story house, took shotgun shells like BB pellets at point-blank range. Probably could rip you Protoss limb-from-limb with their bare hands. No offense to your skill, of course." Hank explained, picking back up his weapons.

"So, what other weapons do you have for me to try? The blade's a nice start." Hank asked.

[WriggleRid3r]

Shield of Aiur

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"There are many things that can rip individual Protoss apart." Talaras admitted as she took Hank to what looked like a shooting range. "But united we are stronger than sum of our parts."

"Now, I heard from the Protoss escorts that you are skilled with human firearms." Talaras handed Hank what looked like a hand cannon with sleek black and purple design, contrasting the golden and blue designs of most things around the Shield of Aiur. It felt cold, almost freezing to the touch, and also seemed heavier than human-made rifles of similar size. "Now let's see you can handle these prototype Particle Disrupter rifles. Particle Disrupters are originally engraved on Protoss Stalkers, but we managed to emulate similar entropic void energy the Stalkers."

"Try it out, I'd be thrilled to see how they settle for you. They're still in their prototype phase, so they're not as strong as the Stalkers' blast, but they get the job done. Control how many target dummies you want to warp in by the module next to the shooting range."

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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Hank picked up the rifle, getting a feel for it's design and weight. It felt cold, but easily manageable with his gloves. Hank nodded at Talaras's instructions on the shooting range. He adjusted the module, summoning a few target dummies. He rose the weapon and fired, a burt of energy blasting out and shearing right through the dummy like it was a slice of bread. The recoil was negigible. He fired another few shots. Semi-automatic. Good enough.

Hank adjusted the module, refreshing the dummies and adding a few more, adding up to 10. He steadied his breath, taking in the position of the dummies within a few milliseconds. Then he fired. Even though it was semi-automatic, at the rate Hank was pulling the trigger, it seemed close to a machine gun. He switched in-between targets, flicking between them in extraordinary time. In about 4 seconds, the 10 target dummies were destroyed.

"Good. No reloading, don't need to worry about ammo. Very powerful, doesn't have much kick." Hank described out loud, aimed mainly towards Talaras as he walked back towards her. "It's a damn near perfect rifle."

[WriggleRid3r]

Shield of Aiur

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"Correction. Your prowess makes the rifle look perfect. Its' power output is still lower than the Stalkers' built-in particle disrupters." Talaras praised Hank of his skill with the firearm. "Not many Templars can utilize that weapon well; Dark Templar energy do not mix well with the Nerazim that follow the light of the Khala, but your form and accuracy was excellent."

"I suppose you'd want to try the Thermal Lances next. Many Cadets like to train with them; they're the flashiest, after all."

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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"Lances? I don't get a chance to get to use spears that often." Hank replied. "I could care less about the flash of it. Efficiency is more important."

[WriggleRid3r]

Shield of Aiur

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"You speak wisely." Talaras nodded as she escorted Hank through the Citadel of Adun. Unlike an hour ago, the Cadets training there glanced at Hank with respect, not alienation and hostility. To them, they now saw a capable warrior. His race of his outward appearance did not matter if he was skilled.

Talaras eventually arrived at a separate room where the Thermal Lances were being tested. The multiple Cadets utilizing the fabulous weapon looked like they were brandishing something ablaze like the sun, holding the portion that were not on fire and being careful not to be burned by the fire lest they suffer a crippling injury.

"Thermal Lances were inspired off of the weapons we fit our Colossus robots into. The spearheads are made with superheated plasma that can incinerate softer Zerg flesh in seconds. To create a spearhead out of these empty poles," Talaras explained, grabbing one of the golden poles and spinning it around expertly. "You need to use the same technique that you used for the Psionic blades. The pole portion is extendable and retractable, so you can switch its' length to accommodate for your battle style."

"We use battle simulation booths like this here for testing Thermal Lances, for they are too dangerous to be used within extensive observation. Normally, a duo of Cadets take turns in the booth, but for this sampling purposes, I shall control the battle simulation. If you have any preference for a specific Zerg, Terran, or Protoss unit, let me know; otherwise, I'll just simulate whatever I feel would be appropriate for you."

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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Hank picked up one of Lances. He focused his energy into it, like with the blades. Instead of a straight spear, it curved, forming an axe-hea much like his battle-axe. He tested it, spinning it a few times in what would be considered an almost playful manner if it were any other person, extending and retracting a few times, watching the blade change shape to various forms he was familar with, btu turning it back to normal.

"I don't know what a Terran even is, but i'll go with the Zerg, since it's what i'm likely to be fighting in the near future. He put down the rifle, launcher and axe, leaving gauntlet and lance, as he entered the booth. "On your mark, you may begin."

[Kristia]

Eientei | Gensokyo

As soon as they entered, Nera had to cover her snout with the scent overload "By Arceus.. what do these girls do here?" she asked trying to adapt to the odors of thee building. Renamn also showed some displeasure at the smell, but had to keep her focus on the task "Another test of either the princess or the medic, those two can make quite the mixture"

Shepard looked at the place and sighed "Itīs like with the salarians, their never-ending search for new creations" she commented and looked around until noticing the armored soldier with the two scantly cladded females "Looks like we found our people, but looks like a war went on here"

[WriggleRid3r]

Shield of Aiur

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"Prepare yourself; even though it's simulated, the attacks still hurt." Talaras warned as she began controlling the virtual battle.

First up were swarms of Zerglings, surrounding Hank. There must be at least 20 of them as they snarled and cornered Hank immediately.

[Koishi]

Shield of Aiur

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He spun the lance a little as they drew closer and closer. Then a pounce came, deflected by the butt of the lance and tumbling away. Another, cut through by the spinning blade. He stopped spinning it and suddenly moved forward, plowing through four with a wide cleave. Another was behind him, he knew. He pushed the polearm backwards as movement was heard, hitting a Zergling hard in the stomach and sending it flying with the force.

A swivel left him with ample room for another sideways swing, hitting another five. The last two on that side bounced back and moved forward in a quick manner. His Psionic Blade extended, skewering one through the head and providing cover from the other's pounce, though it knocked him down. It tried to go around the corpse, mandibles chomping and spikes trying to nail through Hanks's head, but with a surge of energy from Hank's other fist, the zergling was obliterated from the electrical energy, almost blowing it in half.

Other Zerglings tried to seize the opportunity, seeing Hank knocked down, but Hank had other plans. He swung on the floor, cutting through the legs of the rest of the Zerglings ready to try and devour him. He retracted the blade, throwing the body on top of him in their general direction, causing some of the already crippled Zerglings to fall backwards.

Hank got up and sliced and stabbed, a directional whirlwind of death, and soon, there were no more. Hank dusted himself off. "Thank god for no blood." he mumbled.

"Reminds me of home. We have something similar." Hank called out to Talaras. "Any more?"

[WriggleRid3r]

Shield of Aiur

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"Behind you." Talaras sternly warned Hank as she entered more console codes. From behind Hank, three Roaches unburrowed, their cries menacing and cute at the same time as they puked Acid towards their virtual prey.

Talaras was not done, however. She had a big one cooking up; not because she wanted Hank to get his work cut out for him; but because she liked seeing this human fight. It entertained her more than seeing her usual, dull Protoss cadets. Oh how she wished he was Protoss.