Just one of the many reasons I'm having a blast with Scraps.
* * *
"This'll be interesting. We're going up against Malta."
Purrfect Scrapper's eyes grew wide. "Ooh, I've heard about them!" she cried into the communicator. "I can't wait!"
"Well, alright then," the voice on the other end replied. "Can you make it to Perez Park on your own?"
"No problem, I'll use the teleporters," Sammy replied. "See you in a minute!"
* * *
It was a rather gloomy day in Perez. A light rain had just finished falling and the clouds were still overhead, with cold gusts of wind whistling through the
trees. A group of heroes were gathered outside an abandoned office building on Hell's Highway, waiting for the last of their team to arrive before they
ambushed the Malta operatives they knew were within.
Net Sabre stood with arms folded, one foot tapping impatiently. "She IS coming, right?" she inquired.
"She said she was on her way. She was taking the teleporter from HQ." Cyberman 8 paused as a thought struck him. "What's her security
level, again?"
"Eight, I think. Why?"
"Has she been to Perez before? More importantly, does she know where the teleporter drops you?"
"... ummm...."
Cyberman 8 cocked his head suddenly. "Listen," he said. "You hear that?"
From far out in the forest, a faint noise could be heard. It was rapidly approaching, the sound distorted by the Doppler effect, and soon everyone gathered
there could make it out. It was a long, drawn-out, high-pitched wail.
".... eeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!"
Sammy appeared over the top of the wall surrounding the park proper, flames licking from the beat-up jump pack hastily strapped to her back, with balls of
lightning, green energy, and a persistent Clockwork trailing behind her. Her feet were still pumping madly in midair as the jump pack gave out and died with a
final pitiful hiccup of fire, and she landed running on the rain-slick edge of the patio in front of the office door.
The gathered group just had time to notice the startled expression on her face as her feet failed to find purchase on the tiles. She slipped, sliding right
past them and over the edge to land with a startled "Ooof!" on the asphalt below. There was a momentary silence, followed by a "Oh,
-nuts-!"
"... glad you could make it," Cyberman noted wryly as Sammy jumped up over the edge again and dashed past him, panting with exertion. Her tail stood
out straight and stiff.
At the edge of the platform, a Hellion suddenly appeared, jumping up from below with a sadistic grin. He faltered as he noticed the gathered heroes, but
didn't have time to retreat before a well-placed blast sent him sprawling back over the edge. Startled yelps and curses rose from below.
"Shall we?" Cyberman said, indicating the doorway, and blinked as Sammy dived through with a speed that might have rivaled his own (on a slow day).
From inside, her voice rang out in a wail. "This park -sucks-!"
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
* * *
"This'll be interesting. We're going up against Malta."
Purrfect Scrapper's eyes grew wide. "Ooh, I've heard about them!" she cried into the communicator. "I can't wait!"
"Well, alright then," the voice on the other end replied. "Can you make it to Perez Park on your own?"
"No problem, I'll use the teleporters," Sammy replied. "See you in a minute!"
* * *
It was a rather gloomy day in Perez. A light rain had just finished falling and the clouds were still overhead, with cold gusts of wind whistling through the
trees. A group of heroes were gathered outside an abandoned office building on Hell's Highway, waiting for the last of their team to arrive before they
ambushed the Malta operatives they knew were within.
Net Sabre stood with arms folded, one foot tapping impatiently. "She IS coming, right?" she inquired.
"She said she was on her way. She was taking the teleporter from HQ." Cyberman 8 paused as a thought struck him. "What's her security
level, again?"
"Eight, I think. Why?"
"Has she been to Perez before? More importantly, does she know where the teleporter drops you?"
"... ummm...."
Cyberman 8 cocked his head suddenly. "Listen," he said. "You hear that?"
From far out in the forest, a faint noise could be heard. It was rapidly approaching, the sound distorted by the Doppler effect, and soon everyone gathered
there could make it out. It was a long, drawn-out, high-pitched wail.
".... eeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!"
Sammy appeared over the top of the wall surrounding the park proper, flames licking from the beat-up jump pack hastily strapped to her back, with balls of
lightning, green energy, and a persistent Clockwork trailing behind her. Her feet were still pumping madly in midair as the jump pack gave out and died with a
final pitiful hiccup of fire, and she landed running on the rain-slick edge of the patio in front of the office door.
The gathered group just had time to notice the startled expression on her face as her feet failed to find purchase on the tiles. She slipped, sliding right
past them and over the edge to land with a startled "Ooof!" on the asphalt below. There was a momentary silence, followed by a "Oh,
-nuts-!"
"... glad you could make it," Cyberman noted wryly as Sammy jumped up over the edge again and dashed past him, panting with exertion. Her tail stood
out straight and stiff.
At the edge of the platform, a Hellion suddenly appeared, jumping up from below with a sadistic grin. He faltered as he noticed the gathered heroes, but
didn't have time to retreat before a well-placed blast sent him sprawling back over the edge. Startled yelps and curses rose from below.
"Shall we?" Cyberman said, indicating the doorway, and blinked as Sammy dived through with a speed that might have rivaled his own (on a slow day).
From inside, her voice rang out in a wail. "This park -sucks-!"
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs