ENDGAME - STOP THE RIG

[goneawaymod]

Who: Anyone that wants in.
What: Busting the rig open
Where: Multiple Places
When: After Saturday exploded the situation
Warnings/Notes: Probably violence.

The end is near.

The signal for the nanochains is temporarily blocked but it won't last forever. Several things need to be done in a very short amount of time to end this thing in a way that isn't disastrous.

Aren't you all tired of being nice? Don't you just want to go apeshit?

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[garmr]

[Well, they're here! They've gotten weapons. Its off to a good start.

Guts opts for the simple option of shoving his titanium fist through the first guard face he makes eye contact with. Maybe it was a bit more rage than pure tactics in that moment - but hey, instant death!

The newly-created corpse is swiftly hurled at some other approaching guards to create bloody distraction for the others.]

[runes_brand]

Brand pops out from cover briefly, just enough to squeeze off a shot with the revolver that had appeared in his room months ago. He's got good aim and hits one of the remaining guards dead on -- but there's no blood, and the guard doesn't drop. Instead, he starts...dancing. Like he's in the middle of some kind of flash mob or a meme. He's not going to be of much help to his fellows, not for another five minutes.

And Brand's got five more bullets in this stupid thing.

"Ass-pats later, let's get through that fucking door!"

[remaininghalf]

[A figure that turns out to be Mio runs comically fast through the door right towards the weapon locker as soon as she learns it's being taken care of.]

Hi, everyone.

[She searches through its content.]

I don't know what to say in these kinds of situations, but thank you. I really need to get my weapon back.

[A clicking sound follows as she grabs her Camera Obscura from the locker and sets a Zero lens on it.]

If the stuff gets shaped through our thoughts and fears, I suppose it could count as a spiritual connection. [she muses] Maybe the Camera Obscura could work against it too. It's not much, but as long as there is a possibility of it working, I'll try.