Re: Sim's call for help. (Quest Thread)

[Araska]

"Well, you forget, you guys just kinda left me at home." Audio gave Mosh a teasing glare, while he was genuinely mad a while ago, he just couldn't stay that way. "I'll be going on my own. I wouldn't be able to remember the way back to get my car. So I'll just follow you guys." He headed back to his car, parked behind the bus. He opened the back of the old silver Celica, and tossed his equipment in. He started to walk around to his side before stopping, looking thoughtful. "Umm, Sim?" Audio jogged up to Sim, who was still looking slightly nervous. "I know that you're not too thrilled about my band mates, so you can go with me if you want. I promise it will be less hectic without a couple drug abusers." Audio didn't realize till immediately after that while riding with two known crazy people and a lot of 'normal' ones might not be such a worse option that riding with an unknown.

[Rex]

Amp shrugged and walked down the stairs to the bus holding his guitar on his back as he whistled a tune, Amp stepped on the bus and looked at Bash and Mosh before sighing and going to the back seat and laid down. Amp set his Guitar and started plucking strings as he looked to the front. "We going or staying?"

[Slamfist]

"What the fuck do you think?" Mosh said jovially. "What's your problem anyway? Mad because you lost your cool and proved to be as much of a nuisance as the druggies?" Mosh continued playfully. "You see of course now why me and Audio are in charge of band wide decisions, right?" Mosh turned away from Amp, back towards the building, "THRASH! Wake your ass up." As he said this Mosh amplified the sound into a fairly concentrated burst, the cacophony erupting in the room they had all just left.

[Sim]

Sir Samaritan had separated, and now Audio was going a separate way too. They were all going to the same place though, so it should be okay. She thought about it a moment. One man made her less nervous than a group, and if she went with audio she wouldn't have to deal with the one who injects himself. Just the site of the needle made her nauseous, she had seen and felt enough of those to last a lifetime.

"Yes, okay. I'll go with you." She said, following Audio to his car. "It isn't far to your craft is it? I am anxious for us all to be on our way." She followed him to his car, hoping to get to their destination soon. She had of course been in this world long enough to know what a car is, but she didn't know which one belonged to him so she let him take the lead.

[VivaLaCult]

Thrash's eyes slowly opened, the loud noise would have scared or even harmed anyone else. "Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm up." he scratched the back of his head as he pushed himself to his feet. Thrash stuffed his drugs deep into his pocket before pulling one hand out only long enough to brush his hair back. Thrash walked downstairs and slowly stepped up the stairs onto the tour bus. Thrash plopped down on the couch that lined the side of the van, he reached into the mini-fridge and pulled out a beer. Thrash popped the cap and took a sip, then promptly placed it in a cup holder. "And away we go." he said with false enthusiasm, he wasn't against helping out, but he was against people thinking less of him because he decided to indulge in things that may or may not be illegal. Thrash's eyes closed slowly again but didn't fall asleep this time he just sat there, taking periodic sips from his beer.

[Araska]

Audio opened the passenger door to his car, as it let out a loud creak. His car was old and slightly rusty in places it probably shouldn't be, but it hadn't failed him before. He motioned for Sim to step in, shaking his head to her question. "No, I don't think it is. I cant really remember, I wasn't thinking that straight on the way over, so I don't know exactly how long as a drive it was." He closed her door as she got in, kicking it to make sure it shut right, and walked around and got in himself. As Audio turned the key to his car, the radio began screaming at him and Sim at full volume. "SON OF A..!" Audio quickly punched the dial to his radio, turning it off. "I'm sorry, I didn't think I had it up that loud... Anyway, we should be good to go, just as soon as everyone gets settled in the bus." Knowing the other members, that could be a while. Audio let out a small chuckle as he thought about what might have been going on in front of him.

[Bash]

"Aww common, you never let me drive." Bash said playfully punching Mosh. taking the seat behind the driver putting his knees up on the back of the drivers seat. He would ride the rest of the way. He reached into the cabinets above him, pulling out a duffel bag. He slapped it on his lap. opening it up. Inside was what appeared to be a gallon of water. But what it really was, was water that had about half of if cocaine dissolved into a sort of cocaine-water drink. He started to guzzle it down. He would perfectly get away with this, It just looked like a gallon of water to the rest. Oh the exhilaration! he was pumped with energy! He rolled down the window and leaned the top half of his body out the window, "WHOO! ROAD TRIP!"

[Zane Hataro]

Zane Hataro just boredly watched the events around him. He was here for one reason really. He wanted to get in a few a good foghts to test out his new powers. He had learned to fully control them by this point in time, but only tested them against one of the demons during the previous invasion. The majority of the group here probibly didnt even know the capabilities of these new standards he had reached since that mission in Washington D.C. By now, it seemed that everypne was leaving for the new meeting point. Well, it looked like he was traveling solo, though perhaps that was best. He was faster on his feet then most of these mechanic contraptions anyway....Really, these humans. They seened to be pathetic overall with the exception of a significant few. They relied solely on technoligy. Sure, tech was good, but not being a able to fight yourself without a gun or something like most of those he had seen so far and having other way to travle. Sighing to himself, Zane walked outside, preparing for his departure.

[VivaLaCult]

Thrash slowly opened one eye and looked around, "That's our problem you know?" Thrash spoke quietly, but loud enough for his bandmates in the bus to hear him. "Too much tension, no one is calm enough." Thrash continued and picked up his beer. Thrash sipped his beer lightly, "Either one of us is doing something the others don't like, or the others are preventing something that one of us like" Thrash's eyes closed again as he spoke. "Perhaps live and let do?"

[Rex]

Amp shrugged and laid his guitar down and closed his eyes . "Who knows, who cares let's just go get his dragon chick her staff or pipe or whatever." He looked over at Thrash. "Pass me a Kit Kat."

[Sim]

Sim got in the passenger side, setting her weapon down on the floorboard. She placed her hands in her lap, looking straight ahead. She didn't exactly have anything against Audio, but humans and men both made her nervous, so she was a bit tense. She hoped it would'nt be long before they started moving. Audio got in, and started the car. Immediately, the radio blasted, making Sim jump. She clapped her hands over her ears in response to the car's loud radio assaulting her sensitive hearing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think I had it up that loud... Anyway, we should be good to go, just as soon as everyone gets settled in the bus."

"Um...it's quite all right." She took deep breaths, getting her heart rate back down to a slower pace. Just as she got calm again, she was about to be assaulted by something more dangerous than loud noises. The remaining Torch members in the country were determined to not let her leave it. A man in a black suit and sunglasses walked casually beside the car. As he walked past the window, he casually pulled a submachine gun out of his coat and made ready to fire into the car. Before he could, Sim screamed and kicked the door. The kick from the small teen-looking girl broke the door off it's hinges, completely liberating it from the car and smashing it into the man who fell down to the ground with the passenger door on top of him. "I'm sorry!" Sim said hastily as she drew her weapon and jumped from the vehicle. She knew she had to kill the man before he could get back up, and after what they had done to her and her friend she wouldn't have hesitation. She had already decided that. She had already taken lives, when she learned human bones are easily broken, and how fragile their necks are. To be a taker of life at her young age was a heavy burden to bear, but her destiny had given her many burdens already. She would not run from her fate.

She closed her eyes as she thrust the blade down, it broke through the window and went cleanly through the man's neck. The end of the katana was covered in blood when she withdrew it, but there was no time to think about it. From seemingly out of nowhere, more disguised Torch members were springing up. From parked cars and random doors, the all started to swarm on Sim armed with smg's and assault rifles. There were twenty men in in all, and unbeknownst to her another enemy was on a nearby roof armed with a heavy sniper rifle looking for a shot. It's armor-piercing rounds wouldn't have any trouble going straight through a draconion skull.

Sim took a battle stance, controlling her breathing to calm herself. Even though she was a master, this was only the second time she had used her skill in actual combat.

[Araska]

Audio pulled out the CD that had yelled so angrily at him and his passenger, looking down to search for his case in the floorboard. His search was promptly interrupted by the sound of his door being kicked away from the car. Audio glared over at Sim, reaching back for his guitar and amp. "What in the bloody hell, woma... Oh." On the ground next to the man Sim had killed, he saw the gun. He slowly opened the door and waked around to Sim, scanning the area. He seemed to be surrounded by... a lot. He looked up the the bus, not knowing if the rest of the band was aware of what was happening. Maybe if they saw the door fly off his car, but that wasn't that rare of an occurrence. "Hey, Sim." Audio started setting up his gear, not taking his eyes from the swarm. "Get to the bus, get the rest of the gang, tell them whats going on out here. I don't know much about you or your skill, to be honest, but I'm not going to leave you out here on your own if you are what they are after.

[Zane Hataro]

Zane was just about to leave the scene for his next location, though that was when the crash happened. It seemed a assassin had shown up to kill the one woman who had gathered the group here, though they were swiftly dealt with. The being was most likely just a normal human. They always were easy to annialate, especially that terrorist group in D.C. Such fragile beings......Always trying to act tough, then begging for their life when they were too weak to amount to anything. Real fighters were a rarity on this world. It soon became apparent that further men was appearing. Deciding to actually do something instead of boredly stand at his position,Zane looked up and saw a sniper with aim ready, the red-line of light being an obvious give-away to the weapon type and aim. He pressed his feet against the ground and kicked down with his full strength that matched that of olympians. That mixed with his abnormally high speed that could hit mach five at his fastest made it easy to reach the top of the building in seconds. Landing, Zane regained his stance and quickly aimed his right-hand pointer finger at the individual sniper. Not wasting any time. he quickly shot a bolt of extremely explosive blue lightning from his finger-tip at the man's skull. To any normal human, or even to an armored one, this would normally oblitterate their entire body as well as cause a large sum of flames and smoke to envelop the area of the explosion.

[Slamfist]

With almost unheard grace and speed Mosh was already on top of the attackers. Steady strums built into a concussive barage that beat the men at the scene into cowering stances. As he played more lightning shot out of Storm Wing, blasting through his chest and dropping him. But Mosh wasn't done yet, the playing turned into spinning and the bass turned into a scythe. He took a battle stance and motioned to the attackers, begging them to come for him instead.

[VivaLaCult]

Thrash's eye widened at the scene that unfolded so quickly out the bus window. Thrash pulled his beer bottle out of the cup-holder and hurled it out the tour bus window, pegging an armed assailant in the head causing him to stagger, before the man could process what happened Thrash had un-holstered Sorrow's Cry and the next thing that caught the man's skull was an incendiary round. The man's skull spilled blood and burst into flame as soon as the bullet made contact. Thrash wiggled his body out of the bus window, he decided it would be faster than going for the door, within seconds he was pulling the trigger dropping four more men. Thrash flipped open the revolver's chamber and loaded normal bullets with his speed loader.

[Wannabe]

((OoC: Is it too late for my character to enter?))

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