[ACRO] The Heinous Association of Twisted Scoundrels

[waterpenguin43]

You hear knocking outside. Anyone who cares to open the door will find a woman dressed in an azure gown followed by a small squadron of penguins outside.
Hello. I am the cerulean queen.

MEMBERSHIP FORM

Name: Cerulean Queen
Current Alignment: Lawful Evil
Desired Alignment: Lawful Evil
Profession: Ice and Water mage
Race: Human
Age: 39
Why do you want to join HATS?: To gain allies in imposing new order.
If you were a piece of fruit in a fruit bowl, which piece of fruit would you be?: Pomegrante
Any other important information: She is regal, has powers over ice and water, and has a few Lawful Neutral penguin companions. (Not of the romantic variety, I might add.)

[happyturtle]

"Very much nice to be meeting you," Simone says. "You can be helping us fight off attackers now?"

As Simone lets the Cerulean Queen in, she sticks her head out the door long enough for her hat to shoot out sonic blasts from all the little glowy bits. Any henchmen hit should be knocked unconscious.

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She quickly ducks back inside and then deadtimes.

[ThePhantom]

Well, seeing that most of the henchmen are a bit of a ways away, only a small number (4) are knocked out.

"Put an acid cloud in our base will you? Well, its not so much fun when we're wrecking your base is it?"

70 henchmen left.

[waterpenguin43]

"Very much nice to be meeting you," Simone says. "You can be helping us fight off attackers now?"

As Simone lets the Cerulean Queen in, she sticks her head out the door long enough for her hat to shoot out sonic blasts from all the little glowy bits. Any henchmen hit should be knocked unconscious.

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She quickly ducks back inside and then deadtimes.

She smiles. This shall be fun. she turns around and shoots a blast of light blue energy at four nearby henchman. If it hits, it congelas them.
And to think they believed me when I told them I was good! Ha! Her penguins draw out tridents and attack any henchman trying to get near her and she slips into the base, attemtping to kill the nearby guards.

[Beans]

Margaret sees henchmen and blinks.
OH BUGGER OH CHRIST OH BLEEDING BLIMEY.
WP, isn't that "they congeal" bit sorta godmodding? And the "they kill 1"?

Anyway, Margaret whips out her recently -acquired 43M, pokes out the door, and fires at some henchdudes.

[ThePhantom]

"Great, killer penguins. Oh well."

The henchmen draw their guns and fire at the penguins, while reloading the cannons. Others also drop.

(60 henchmen)

[waterpenguin43]

Margaret sees henchmen and blinks.
OH BUGGER OH CHRIST OH BLEEDING BLIMEY.
WP, isn't that "they congeal" bit sorta godmodding? And the "they kill 1"?.

(Ah, right. I did my best to fix it, though. Sorry, I haven't actually PLAYED one of these in a while. They only attempt to.)

"Great, killer penguins. Oh well."

The henchmen draw their guns and fire at the penguins, while reloading the cannons.

(65 henchmen)

The cerulean queen puts up a wall of ice to guard them from the cannons, reinforcing them when they smash. Get inside, darlings. she says to them as they start to retreat indoors.

[Lord Magtok]

Coference Room

Ballet tutor part is a lie. Also, that's...I guess we cou-

Magtok immediately stops talking, as a rumble shakes the room and a clump of ceiling falls and scratches the table with a thump.

Shoot. Looks like we're being attacked by "contrapuntal compositions which employ melodies with one or more imitations of the melody played after a given duration of time." Had a feeling this would happen. Anyone who wants to live, I ask that you join me outside. Those who don't are totally wasting my time and should go buy a noose from MagMart or something.

Taking out a live goose that had been crudely taped to the inside of his robes, Magtok leaps from the table and heads for the door. He stands just at the edge of it, poised as if he were holding a rifle instead of just some dumb mallard, waiting for the right moment to rush out and open fire.

Gordon! This is Lord Magtok, former unofficial official commanding officer for about twelve minutes one Sunday afternoon in March of AMEN! If you value your life and your "rule or especially body of rules or principles generally established as valid and fundamental in a field or art or philosophy"'s that you're firing at us, you'll stand down now!

((Edit: Aww... you caught the "canon" mistake. ))

[waterpenguin43]

Coference Room

Ballet tutor part is a lie. Also, that's...I guess we cou-

Magtok immediately stops talking, as a rumble shakes the room and a clump of ceiling falls and scratches the table with a thump.

Shoot. Looks like we're being attacked by "contrapuntal compositions which employ melodies with one or more imitations of the melody played after a given duration of time." Had a feeling this would happen. Anyone who wants to live, I ask that you join me outside. Those who don't are totally wasting my time and should go buy a noose from MagMart or something.

Taking out a live goose that had been crudely taped to the inside of his robes, Magtok leaps from the table and heads for the door. He stands just at the edge of it, poised as if he were holding a rifle instead of just some dumb mallard, waiting for the right moment to rush out and open fire.

Gordon! This is Lord Magtok, former unofficial official commanding officer for about twelve minutes one Sunday afternoon in March of AMEN! If you value your life and your "rule or especially body of rules or principles generally established as valid and fundamental in a field or art or philosophy"'s that you're firing at us, you'll stand down now!

((Edit: Aww... you caught the "canon" mistake. ))

The cerulean queen bows to him as he passes, ignoring her.

[ThePhantom]

"Sorry, but the boss isn't here!"

The henchmen adjust the cannons, pointing them towards the doorway.

"Fire!"

The cannons roar as cannonballs head for the doorway.

(57 henchmen)

[waterpenguin43]

Run! he queen whispers to the penguins, and they retreat back into the area, her casting spells as necesssary.

Deadtime for about half an hour.

[Beans]

Margaret gets the heck away from the doorway, cursing incoherently and reloading her gun.

[happyturtle]

((Hey waterpenguin? When there's a combat scene going on, it's best to wait until everyone else has had a chance to post before you post again, okay? ))

Simone snaps out of deadtime long enough to shoot sonic beams at a few more henchmen before her player has to get some sleep.

[waterpenguin43]

((Hey waterpenguin? When there's a combat scene going on, it's best to wait until everyone else has had a chance to post before you post again, okay? ))

((Aah, sorry. I'm still rusty on actually PLAYING these. And also I was about to deadtime then, just to show what my action was after I left.))

[Lord Magtok]

Lab "S"

"Speaking of which, is there a reason for most of these files to have 'RESERVED FOR PAPER PLANE CONSTRUCTION AT A LATER DATE' stamped on them in huge red letters?"

Magtok rolls his eyes.

Well duh. How else am I supposed to keep track of what papers I need to keep around to maintain the illusion of bureaucracy and which ones, like the membership forms, are simply there to murder trees and inconvenience the illiterate? Speaking of which, would you-

More cannons go off, and the cyborg winces. He put a lot of money into having this place built, after all.

Looks like we're being attacked, by AMEN. Heh, never thought I'd actually get to say that...Anyways, it'd probably be a good idea for us to do something about the fifty-seven mooks out there.

[waterpenguin43]

Magtok rolls his eyes.

Well duh. How else am I supposed to keep track of what papers I need to keep around to maintain the illusion of bureaucracy and which ones, like the membership forms, are simply there to murder trees and inconvenience the illiterate? Speaking of which, would you-

More cannons go off, and the cyborg winces. He put a lot of money into having this place built, after all.

Looks like we're being attacked, by AMEN. Heh, never thought I'd actually get to say that...Anyways, it'd probably be a good idea for us to do something about the fifty-seven mooks out there.

Would you like our help with that, sir?

[ThePhantom]

"Reload, and you lot go inside, Gordon wants them to be hit hard."

"Yes, sir."

Twenty henchmen take out knives in addition to their guns, and head for the weaken doorway.

(53 henchmen)

[Beans]

Those henchmen will be met by a very angry Margaret and the barrel of her WWII-era (I think, but I'm also sort of an idiot) SMG.
Oi, you lot!
BUGGER OFF.
She will fire at the men of henches. Rat tat tat, boys.

Of course, she's backing off at the same time as well.
She's crazy, not suicidal.

[Saurous]

More cannons go off, and the cyborg winces. He put a lot of money into having this place built, after all.

Looks like we're being attacked, by AMEN. Heh, never thought I'd actually get to say that...Anyways, it'd probably be a good idea for us to do something about the fifty-seven mooks out there.

Lab "S"

Saurous nods.

"Any ideas? Would zombies be necessary, or would stabbing them all to death suffice? Do you need any alive?"

[waterpenguin43]

Penguins! Flank-clearing position! Cerulean yells. The penguins get by her sides and hold out their tridents. When she goes outside, she conjures a bunch of ice shards to drop on the Henchman heads while the penguins shove their tridents at any henchmen beside her. She then orders that they retreat inside.

[ThePhantom]

Thanks to the machine gun and the ice, most of the incoming henchmen drop. The remaining five open fire with laser guns on Margaret, the penguins and Cerulean.

"Now is the part where you fall down."

(38 henchmen)

[Beans]

A laser burns its way across Maragaret's shoulder.
She screeches in pain, manifesting a domelike energy shield around herself. It's a lurid yellow-green-orange and sizzles like a trillion rashers of bacon. Touching it is inadvisable.
GAHH!
Of course, she can't shoot at them through the shield.

[waterpenguin43]

It burns Cerulean through her right thigh. Aarggh!!! You'll pay for that! her penguins are burnt through the flippers and retreat. She conjures a wall of ice to protect her from further shots while she retreats indoors.

[Lord Magtok]

Lab "S"

The clone of Magtok occupied with Saurous at the moment shrugs.

Well, a zombie force would be rather nifty, given how many of them they've gotten killed in their efforts to attack us. Whatever works best for you, there's like a small army out there.

Frantically Panicking Not Far From the Front Door

Gah!

Magtok runs away from the commotion in a hurry, intent on finding some form of cover so he can fire away at the enemy troops with his ever-reliable laser goose.

[Saurous]

Lab "S"

Saurous nods again.

"I'll do what I can," he says, carelessly tossing his handful of papers off to one side. The necromancer then makes a motion with his hand, and vanishes.

[ThePhantom]

"Just stay behind that shield, and you be fine. Now for the rest."

The five henchmen keep the shield between them and the door, guns at the ready.

"Hurry up with those cannons, we have an ice wall to get through."

(38 henchmen)

[waterpenguin43]

Cerulean and her pair of penguins hurry inside. They harmed Paul and Marcus. They will pay.

[Beans]

Margaret glowers at the manhenches within her shield, cursing incoherently under her breath.

[Saurous]

Outside

Saurous decides to make his reentry as violent and gory as possible. A soft humming sound emanates from within one of the henchmen stationed outside the door. Unless he moves quickly, the result of Saur attempting to occupy the same space will be incredibly...chunky for the henchman.

[waterpenguin43]

More ice shards for henchmen.