[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Haylie]

After a brief look around and pausing to switch out his RPG for his shotgun, Shawn dashes off to follow the platoon leader. His face is expressionless, but his movements suggest great internal pain of some sort.

He rushes past his fellow soldiers and does his best not to step on the wounded, doing his best to remind himself that there's nothing he can do. He's no medic. It's his job to weld metal and blow things to pieces. There's nothing he can do except follow the orders he was given, and that was to follow the officer.

"Sorry, guys," he whispers to no one in between wheezing gasps. "I'll get you back. I don't know how, but we'll beat the girls and I will get you back on our side..."

[Knight Errant]

"..."

I cant leave them like this... it could easily have been me who was hit...

He shoots them with the chemical counteragent he was issued, and tries to wake the one with the damaged arm.

Shaking him. "Wake up... wake up soon... we have to get out of here..."

He might be able to carry the other one out...

[Mystic Mina]

Ashton nods at the leader's command and throws the rest of his grenades off into the advancing pool of girls before retreating himself. Before he can get very far, however, he spots a boy (Julian) trying to help out another boy who seems to have suffered some heavy damage. It looks like he could use an extra hand....

"Hey, do you need some help?" He shouts as he runs towards Julian. "You can't carry these two all by yourself!"

[Sailor Ganymede]

*Allen has no idea what is happening to him. He is completely out of it and unconscious. The bullets from the Rifles keep pelting the unconscious form of Allen as more of the chemical in the girls bullets enter his veins counteracting the counteragent.*

[Shadowmaster]

Ken looks at all the vehicles. "Geeze, there's certainly alot of choices." he says. He then jumps into the transport and waits for it to start moving. What a nice way to wake up. he thinks to himself.

[muffinstud]

Dan gives the marine a quick salute and leans over his shoulder to look into the back of the transport. "All right guys, I know we don't have much time, but I'm not leaving before we fill this thing if I can help it. Make plenty of room and help the casualties in. And don't worry. I'll get us there." He checks his instruments and grimaces to himself. What few of us that are left...

[Brnin8r]

((Oooh...Neo...neo, neo, neo. You can't be telling other characters what to do. And don't be so conceited, Julian's helping the boys with the shattered leg and inverted elbow (right?). Also...if you determine that the chemical that I've created also acts as a dessicant, then...you're going to be in a lot of pain when you're blood vessels dry up like prunes, slowing your heart rate, and causing blood clots in your brains and arteries...the limb's fine....if a little severed. I really don't care what you do with YOUR character...you can determine that he's continually pelted with bullets...fine...but when you start dictating the properties of what I made...I'm going to get irritated. No offense...but you play your character and I'll play mine.))

The officer Shawn's following looks back and gets to the side of Shawn to support him, "You all right soldier? Have you been hit?" he asks as he helps Shawn move faster towards the evac point.

As Julian shakes one awake, he blinks blearingly to conciousness; the intense pain in his arm registers. His eyes, wide open at the painful sensation, are bloodshot but instead of pink, his eyes exude a pink glow (which has faded some due to the counteracting antivenom). "Where....hsss...am I?...Where are the others?" he glances around and attempts to sit up. "Is he all right?" he points (with his good arm) to the boy with the battered leg. Soon after, Ashton appears on the scene.

Allen remains unconcious...his blood becoming more and more saturated...it's a wonder it hasn't stopped. His skin at this point is turning to a more comical pink by the second.

Several casualties (and Ken) are loaded into the transport truck, but the back is still not yet full.

[Sailor Ganymede]

(Sorry)

*Allen still lays there unconscious not knowing what is happening obviously. The air around Allen dried up the blood around where his right arm used to be. The bullets seemed to have stopped pelting Allen for now.*

[Mystic Mina]

Hearing the ever closer battle cries of the girls behind them, Ashton decides not to wait for Julian's answer and lifts the boy with the maimed leg up over his right shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll get him to safety. This boy'll do the same for you too." He grunts before sprinting off towards where he hopes the main forces have retreated. "You guys better get moving! They're about to pop up on us any second now!"

[muffinstud]

Dan is getting more nervous by the second from the ever louder sounds of battle. He idles the truck and sets it in neutral with the emergency brake on, then leans out the window and yells at the driver of the truck next to him. "Hey, just in case we get split up, where's our rendevous point?"

[Mendi-chan]

Max quickly jumped into the driver seat of one of the trucks, flexing his burnt hands to get a good feel for them. It seemed the stimulant was still keeping the pain down for now, and he hoped that it would be long enough to allow him to drive these guys to safety. God knows what would happen if they fell behind and were overtaken by the crazed females who were attacking. Glancing back, he checked to see that the vehicle was full and then awaited a sign that they were clear to evacuate.

[Knight Errant]

He nods at Ashton. "Thanks..."

Then to the awoken sniper. "He will be okay... and so will you. Brace yourself, we are getting the hell out of here."

He helps the boy to his feet, putting the boy's good arm around his shoulder.

"Can you walk, or do you need me to carry you? We need to hurry... this place wont last much longer."

[Haylie]

Shawn shakes his head as he picks up speed to a normal pace. "No, sir. Just... lost focus, sir. It won't happen again."

[Brnin8r]

Ashton makes it to the evac truck with the injured boy. A marine helps the casualty into the back and offers a hand to get Ashton in as well. "It's time we get going."

The driver Dan is referring to looks to him, "There'll be an underground bunker that we'll meet at if things go bad. It won't have many supplies to care for the wounded but it will keep us out of sight until we can get to where we're going." and he transfers the coordinates to all other GPS systems in the other trucks.

Max overhears the location and see the coordinates light up on his GPS.

The boy with the inverted arm nods, "I should be all right, we just need to hurry." With Julian's help, the two get into the truck that Dan's driving (since Max's is full).

Shawn, the platoon leader, and a few other boys make it to the evac point. The platoon leader looks to Shawn, "We'll be in a defense vehicle. Think you can handle the 50 cal?" With that, the two get into the truck. (sorry...I don't want to have a bunch of posts saying "(Name) waits for the signal" so I'm having everyone get into the transports and rolling out.)

The head commander gives the signal, the doors open up, and the engines rev to full speed in a matter of seconds. What lays before the survivors is a destroyed metropolis. Buildings toppled and cars overturned populate the next couple miles. After that point, the urban environment ends and gives way to an empty desert. Good for fast driving, bad for exposure. As the boys increase the distance between them and the building, a massive explosion destroys the East wing, bringing it to nothing more than dust.

So...if I've read the posts right, we have Max in one truck, Shawn on a defense vehicle, and Dan driving the rest correct?

***
As the debris stops falling and the smoke subsides, the girls begin to scan the area; the random boy who played dead being quicly injected with a concentrated dose of the pink gas-turned-liquid. One girl approaches the boy whose arm lies limp a few feet from him. "Hierarch! Come take a look at this. This boy...his bloodstream has absorbed far more FemmeX than ever recorded in a subject. Just look." she thumbs around the boys clothes to find any sort of ID, "...Allen. Seems to be of an initiate of the boys army. Not very high ranking...and given the fact he was blown away by our tank, his battle experience can't be high at all." the girl flips the visor of her helmet to take a closer look. "His entire circulatory system has assimilated FemmeX...but with this high of a concentration, he should be more feminine than any normal girl in theory...or any Femmed boy for that matter...By all accounts, this boy should be dead."

The presumed Hierarch approaches the scene and listens intently to the girl's analysis. "Then he's an anomaly...and we can't have something so potentially dangerous free. Take this one and contain him for experiments back at the Asylum."

[Haylie]

For the first time since he arrived at the base, Shawn smiled. "Absolutely, sir."

Without waiting for further orders, he climbs the small ladder into the .50 cal turret and clicks off the safety. The smile remains as the trucks roll out and he keeps both his green and his blue eye open for anything resembling a girl in camouflage. He swivels it around a few times to get a feel for how fast it turns and it's response time.

"Just try and shoot us now, you stupid girls..."