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time_dancer) wrote2011-09-14 09:12 am
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Planning
Val's room is something like a mix between a New York warehouse studio and a high tech lab. Instruments glow and beep along one wall and the windows (or are the flat screen monitors?) show the New York skyline in the early evening of Autumn. Over the center wall is a large portrait of the Fantastic Four family; Reed, Susan, Johnny, Ben, Alicia, Val, Franklin, and Jennifer figure prominately. On an opposite wall another family portrait shows a happy Susan with a seemingly equally happy Victor von Doom (in armor), an older Franklin (teen aged) and Val. Over by the lab area there is a dry erase board with the words "Save Johnny" written very large.
There is a round table in the center of the room with enough chairs for everyone. Food and drink (digital variations are present) are on a side table next to plates and cups. Floating above the table is a 3D holo-map showing a flat asteroid about the size of a couple football stadiums with several smaller asteroids floating about it. There is a red light blinking just off the center of the large rock island.
"So here's the landscape. Aunt Jen, you've had more experience with the Negative Zone. Would you mind explaining its nature for us?" Val asks once everyone is settled. All traces of her usual cheery self are gone, today Val is all business. At the head of the table there are also a few floating screens showing several different species of the insectoids and some stills of the character of N-Zone space.
There is a round table in the center of the room with enough chairs for everyone. Food and drink (digital variations are present) are on a side table next to plates and cups. Floating above the table is a 3D holo-map showing a flat asteroid about the size of a couple football stadiums with several smaller asteroids floating about it. There is a red light blinking just off the center of the large rock island.
"So here's the landscape. Aunt Jen, you've had more experience with the Negative Zone. Would you mind explaining its nature for us?" Val asks once everyone is settled. All traces of her usual cheery self are gone, today Val is all business. At the head of the table there are also a few floating screens showing several different species of the insectoids and some stills of the character of N-Zone space.
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They cover these things in class. Besides Games, not all viruses are humanoid.
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"As far as weapons go I've got my plasma rifle and a couple of alien guns I don't have ammo for, but if someone can produce energy cells to fit them, they tend to disintegrate things pretty well. If anyone needs an ordinary bullet gun, I've got several I can loan out, but they've all got a lot of recoil, so that might not be a great idea here. Um... I can bring the Shishkebab if someone thinks they'll need melee weaponry that happens to be on fire, but it takes some getting used to... oh, and after looking at these pictures, I'm bringing Mjolnir. I think I'm going to need it."
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"Mjolnir? As in the hammer of Thor? How did you get Mjolnir?"
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As its his sword and it helps everywhere.
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Her mouth twitches as she adds, "Remember how we were going into Olney to retrieve a Tesla coil from the prewar power plant? That's what they made it into."
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"Bring it, bring bring bring it. Can I carry it and try it out once? I promise to give it back. I've always wanted to use something with a Tesla coil but Reed never lets me."
"And Will, yes, your sword. Make sure it's sharp for stabbing and cutting anything nasty."
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First guess: yes, all of them.
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He shifts in his chair to draw his P226 from the holster at his hip. He places it on the table without a word, knowing he's going to need a hell of a lot more than a single sidearm for this trip.
When Janet speaks, his eyes flick from her to Jen.
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Ellen's going to move over and settle herself down near Raylan, if there's space for it. Got to start somewhere.
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Low: "Ever get the feeling you've brought a water pistol to a five-alarm fire?"
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She can't sell everything she retrieves from the Wasteland, after all.
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"Oh aye, all the damn time. Think I might need to get me a gun rather than arrows for this one."
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"I'd appreciate the loan, as long as it's no trouble, Ellen."
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What? It's free. And somehow even after all these at Milliways, she's still constantly hungry.
She glances over her shoulder at the weapons talk, which means she's peering past the giant red blade on her back to do so.
"They're still stabbable, right?"
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She turns to Will then. "If you prefer a bow, I can make specialized arrows. In fact I already have several designs I made for a friend. I'm sure Aunt Jen will agree, we both know an archer who does very well in these type of situations."
Next she turns to Enzo, "If you are more comfortable with non-lethal I would suggest using the highest setting as these guys are tough. In fact if any of you wish to use non-lethal means I won't stop you but I feel I must caution you that they will not use non-lethal means."
"Oh and Janet, I'm pretty sure your blasts should work but maybe not as well as you'd think. How well did they effect your world's Hulk?"
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"One thing that might be worth mentioning, the gravity there is wacko. It's not like space in our realities, it's almost like being underwater or on Mars or Earth's moon if you have any experience there. That means watch out for kickback on all your actions," he points out assuming not everyone has been trained for low or zero gravity environments. "How come these people don't have breathing apparatuses?"
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"Rocketship. Can't wait to give it a try."
Because she kicks with a forde that's going to cause some kick-back, and a fighter like Mel is could use that.
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He's always preferred living so if someone tries to hurt him, he responds with the same sort of force.
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