Kidaroc 2.0

[muffinstud]

Walt moves his jaw and shakes his head as the blood tickles down his cheek. "We both know you're not going to get that out of me so easily." He stares at her, trying to calculate her next move. "Why are you so afraid of Epsilon? Worried the human race would be even numbers again? You know, like it has been in all of history?"

[Knight Errant]

Isaac humphs. "Don't know what they expect to do with those peashooters..." He picks up a microphone, and the Requiem pauses a moment as his voice comes through the loudspeaker. "This is a battlefield, not a cardboard classic... Let me demonstrate."

His hands blur over the controls, as his tanks treads spin... the multi ton machine rolling to the side towards the go-karts. He goes to ram the small vehicles, as there is a loud clank from the cannon turret. Isaac takes in the pattern of movement in a moment... aiming the turret and squeezing the trigger... The top cannon fires with a loud boom. The large shell penetrating the side of one of the karts, nearly turning the small machine into metal confetti. The round missed the pilot by... inches. Whether that was by chance or design is up to interpretation.

And if that wasn't enough, the round explodes with a deafening boom, sending out a wall of noise to assault everyone nearby, as the light from the explosion is bright enough to temporarily blind.

[Brnin8r]

-Staying low was a smart idea as Sean could see one of the largest hordes of girls he'd ever seen in the distance. Without remorse, their front line fell to rubber bullets, though a big detail he noticed was the front rank had been equipped with spare SWAT shields, giving their initial push a little more lasting power. The plinking, near silent noise of the tranq guns sounded like insane tap dancing as darts filled with the horrible chemical caused a huge spread of pain, for as vulnerable as the girls were, the fear of being poked by those small needles was deep enough to send some of the younger soldiers flailing for their lives. Sean found the first cries had been carried back, making things a little easier. It was a 15 year old boy who was clutching his arm with tears rolling down his face...

-(Ha...excellent work) The rush of battle and the constant noise of the cannons had shaken the boys adrenaline up quite a bit. When Julie marched onto the scene, she could tell that at first moment they thought they were in trouble, the second moment it might look like they suspected something...but when they looked off their high building, no girl battalions in sight, they figured this scientist was just a little more femmey looking than most boys. "On it, Sir." each commander of their cannon spoke, ordering that each round be loaded after the next volley.

-Jackson's training was interrupted by a girl in a medical coat. The small freckles across her face and glasses made her look adorable. "Jaina. The Hierarch's ordered everyone to have a physical...commander's ordered me to perform yours."

-J revved the bike, going from 1 to 60 in ten seconds. "Well, they didn't want you to get nervous since we're setting you right in the middle of hell!" he yelled over the loud engine behind his hugging passenger, "They told me so I can recon a track that'll get us there faster!" as he said so, Damian would notice the ramp inclined by a parked car that led...directly into the second story of the building in front of it...

-The girl smiled, "I was hoping this was going to be difficult." she said as she left Walt's questions to hang in the air. She immediately returned with a pair of scissors and began cutting his pantleg very near the top of his thigh, snipping around carefully to not damage her captive. "Any advancement for the boys is bad for us. This sounds like the biggest advancement since this started." she explained as Walt would find the several layers of bondage tape around his arms and legs were nearly impossible to even wiggle in.

-The massive flashbang blinded not only the girls but the surrounding boys as well. The unfortunate go-kart the tank had charged found its rear caught under the treads, the girl, blinded as she was, expecting the treads to crush her next, screamed as much as she could, even as the tank left her untouched. Two of the other go-karts carreened off the blasted road into buildings...unconcious...hopefully. But where did the other one go?

[Knight Errant]

Isaac stops his tank short of crushing the girl in the go-kart... after all, he didn't want to kill them... there was a message here to, to be sent back to the girls... and it was that Isaac was not one to trifle with.

With most of his targets out of the way, he backs up from the half crushed go-kart and spins around... looking through his viewport for the last one. "Where did you go... if you were smart, you would have fled. But intelligence is not something I give these girls much credit for..."

[AshK]

-Jackson's training was interrupted by a girl in a medical coat. The small freckles across her face and glasses made her look adorable. "Jaina. The Hierarch's ordered everyone to have a physical...commander's ordered me to perform yours."

"Okay, if it's required I will oblige. How much do I have to get undressed?" Jackson/Jaina asked. It was evident from his tone of voice that he was very nervous about the physical that he was about to receive from this adorable girl.

*In his mind the gears are going a mile a minute as he thinks to himself.*

This is not good, definitely not good, what if the Hierarch's decide that I can no longer be male and change me causing me to lose all my martial arts skills. This is not good, definitely not good. Jackson/Jaina thought to himself as he waited for the girl to start his physical. He however couldn't help but blush at how adorable she looked with her freckles and glasses.

[Blaze]

Sean only spared a glance at the massive hoard of girls, not wanting to discourage himself. If he stopped, he would become a sitting target, and then one of the girls would hit him no doubt.

Once he spotted the injured boy, he quickly kneeled down next to him, yelling over the noise of the battle.

"Move your hand and let me see!"

[muffinstud]

"Ooh, kinky. I didn't know any of you girls still had this kind of stuff still in you." Walt grins. "But throw me a bone here. Let's say you win. Everyone on the planet is a girl. What then? You'll have doomed the human race to die out in a single generation. Shouldn't you be, I dunno, working with us?"

[Zilla]

Julie smirked and folded her arms across her chest.... partially for the look it would give, and partially to keep her bindings in place. She stood with her feet planted wide in a pose of triumph. "Come on, lardasses, get your butts in gear!"

She watched the cannons fire the last salvo, and continued to watch the boys retrieve her modified shells and load them into the cannons. "Now remember, all of them at the same time!" She yelled, though her voice gave a little crack at the end. Talking like this wore on her vocal chords. "Ready?" She called. She tapped her foot impatiently, and waited for the boys' signals from each of their mecha-named cannons, signaling they had their targets... Targets which they wouldn't hit, as the shells would explode inside the artillery, ripping it to shreds.

She nodded back and held up her hand. "3!..."

She looked with her one uncovered eye at the unsuspecting boys. "2!..."

How delicious this would be... "1!..."

"FIRE!" she brought her hand down and immediately dashed for cover.

[Zoey]

Damian groaned."If they didn't want me to panic they wouldn't have sent you Joey!" he said as he noticed the incoming ramp as Joey comment on the shortcut. "You better not be thinking what I think you are thinking!".

[Brnin8r]

-Through the tank's view, Isaac would find the last go-kart. Right next to his tank, empty! The sound proofing he'd done on the tank could do a lot, even muffle the sounds of the girl climbing on the metal beast's body, but he couldn't deny the whirring saw sound that now echoed into his tank directly above him. Fortunately, for some reason, it stopped and soon a girl's body fell directly in front of Isaac's view!

-The girl in the lab coat nodded, "Then right this way to the medical wing. We'll do it there." she said adjusting her glasses. Jackson might remember how he'd avoided the last physical on orders of his sisters. Only they and the commander knew. How could he be sure if this doctor now knew...and if she didn't; would she tell everyone about it after?

-The boy sniffed, trying to look like a man in front of the other boys. "It doesn't hurt." he lied as he lifted his hand from his arm. The wound was small, just a pinprick, but Sean knew that's all it took. Already the bloodveins around the boy's puncture were bulging and pink, the first natural reaction to Femme X. The sight of it made the boy, who's nametag read Gates, look away, trying to close his eyes hard enough so that the tears went away. Sean had to wonder if it was the reaction to the dart or the dart itself that was putting this boy's emotions in such dire straits.

-The first statement brought a smile to the girl's face, "Oh there are plenty of us...we're just in the interrogating business obviously." she said grabbing a steaming pot of...something. Placing a padded glove on, she dipped her fingers into the stuff and immediately slathered the near-boiling stuff onto Walt's leg...wax. The pain was sharp and loud, though as it air dryed the pain became a numbing cold as the girl placed a waxing strip on the area. "Don't you think we have a plan for all that?" she asked hypothetically as she let the paper sit, applying another stinging spread of the goo and covering it with another paper strip

-The boys didn't suspect a thing as the leaders ordered the firing of the cannons. Like clockwork each cannon's firing hammer hit the shell and instantly combusted, the firing boys silenced immediately for all the rubber bullets and shrapnel ignited in his face. The others took cover, though their injuries dazed them quite a bit. At first, Julie could tell they thought the experiment had failed, but without a spread of goo everywhere...they immediately knew it was sabotage. "GET THAT IMPOSTER!!" one of the leaders shouted as the others sort of limped toward their prey.

-Joey didn't answer as they mounted off the ramp, breaking the glass that meekly held the defense of the building. Sharp pieces of the clear stuff showered over the two as the floor they rode on, cleared of its path led to another ramp. This cycle went on for a little while, jumping the precarious distance between buildings, wartorn battles going on beneath them. Damian knew if he ended up in one of those, he'd be dead. It was pretty impressive how Joey had planned all of this out, eventually climbing themselves up until they were on the damned rooftops! Every jump brought a thrill to Damian, forced to hug Joey all the tighter. "All right! Now put the parachute at your feet on!" he yelled back to the boy.

[Blaze]

Sean just rolled his eyes at the macho behaviour and examined the wound. Noticing the bulging veins, he frowned for an instant before putting on his best doctor face.

"Buck up, this is nothing. We'll have you fixed and shooting those girls in no time."

Taking Gates's other arm, Sean puts it around his shoulders and lifts Gates to his feet.

"C'mon, we're set up over there. Walk with me."

[AshK]

-The girl in the lab coat nodded, "Then right this way to the medical wing. We'll do it there." she said adjusting her glasses. Jackson might remember how he'd avoided the last physical on orders of his sisters. Only they and the commander knew. How could he be sure if this doctor now knew...and if she didn't; would she tell everyone about it after?

*Before the girl in the lab coat escorted him to the medical wing, he quickly went into a dark corner and removed the fake breast forms that he had inserted into his bra. He couldn't figure out why the top of his dress was so tight, I mean much tighter than it was when he was first found and taken to the commanding officer by his sisters. After taking the fake breast forms out that had provided him with what looked to be Mid-C-Cup Breasts, He still had breasts. They were a Low-C-Cup somehow. He was trying to figure out why. Then a thought came to his mind, but he decided to push it to the back of his mind for the time being. He also felt his head itching as well. So he had taken the wig off, which seemed to be covering some really messed up hair. He took the cap he used to keep his hair under control off, and then looked at himself in the mirror. He then realized that his hair was now even longer than it was when he first came into custody of the girls when his sisters found him. It seemed to be closer to Upper-to-Mid Back Length rather than just past shoulder length. He tried to adjust his hair the best he could and then came from the shadows. Despite the alterations he made to his clothing and head, he still looked just like a normal 16 year old girl, figure and all. He found that kind of odd, but also brushed that off as nervousness.*

"Excuse me miss, could I please talk with my sisters before we go to the medical wing?" Jackson/Jaina asked the girl in the lab coat. "Also, I am not sure how long this physical is going to last. I do have a competition coming up later today. That's the reason why I was practicing when you interrupted me."

I do hope she lets me consult with my sisters. I honestly don't think she will. If she were to find out about my condition, I shutter to think what she will have the commanders of this base do to me. I just know that, it will rob me of all my Martial Arts Skills. Jackson/Jaina thought to himself.

[Knight Errant]

Isaac raises an eyebrow as he hears the metal saw working on his armor. Frowning, he reaches over to a switch... pausing as the noise stops and the girl slumps over into his viewfinder. "Huh... wonder if those boys had me covered." He mutters, looking over the girl, then back around the battlefield.

[Zilla]

Julie had already taken off, counting on sound to confirm the blast more than staying around to watch it. She knew the disguise was done for, so when her bindings threatened to loosen, she didn't bother trying to fix them. She turned a corner, then another. All the while, she kept wondering if she really should have stayed for that stupid count-off. They weren't fooled for long. She did have a bit of time while the cannons exploded, and they were certainly not going to be in any fit state for pursuit.

The adrenaline pumped through her veins as she tried to recall just what the extraction plans were. Maybe she should stop by her earlier mark and see how she was doing, and maybe help get her back to friendly territory...

Once she was out of earshot, she slipped back into her stealthy style. She wasn't a runner, though she'd found more and more use for it since the war had changed her entire way of life. She needed to stop before she would be so out of breath that her panting would give her away.

And she needed to get that stupid binder off. Once in the shadowed doorway of a side-street, she undid her crude bindings and removed her makeshift bandanna. WHEW, the first full breaths of air were positively liberating.

[Zoey]

Damian couldn't help, but scream a bit like a girl. Especially when they were in mid-air and below was death. Joey either was a master of this art or a psycho, either way they made it to the rooftops. "f-fine" replied Damian as he found his arms and face were almost stuck to Joeys waist. Anyways Damian was able to put somehow put it on. Part of him knew it was actually safer with Joey than going with the girls, but duty calls. Damian looked over the edge looking for the place he needs to land at.