Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150716171702/@comment-26104528-20150903162750

(Cause you haven't hijacked the plot enough. :P I don't know about Cipher, but I'm going to politely decline.)

Between his own experiences and what Ingraham told him, Laelia seemed to have a habit of taking a smoke break while everyone else was in the fight of their lives. Fritz fell a few meters back where he could stll get some fire on that mech.

''Ok, we're gonna need comms for this nonsense. ''"CATSAI, anything on the jamming?"

"Analysis complete. Altering tansmission frequency. Random Noise cloaking and signal mutation enabled." the AI reported.

Cat, this is why I call you my second girlfriend... "Gimme those targets from earlier, pulse laser. Ooh. Give em 'the nonsense' while you're at it, then go silent." He whispered before shouldering Sturmhund.

Still locked on to the four master's realm troopers, a thin targeting laser show for a split second. Enough time for Fritz to spot and fire upon the targets. He fired a quick burst before moving to another position all under his cloak. One by one, the Realm troopers froze and collapsed.

Just before CATSAI turned off its transmitter to avoid detection, Fritz uploaded what he called the nonsense into the Realm Mecha. What is 'the nonsense' you ask? A smorgasboard of rancid triple-x content, surreal cat videos, and the terabytes of computer viruses that would naturally come with it. [REDACTED, Trust me. REDACTED] flooded the mech's targeting screens while critical systems started going offline from viral infection.

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At th same time, Estellia was rolling her eyes. ''Why do we always get hired to off people with more ego than...everything? ''

"Christ, Laelia. Who'd you piss off now?" Stella asked into her comms. That was also when she realized comms were back up.

"CATSAI. Gimme a scan." Stella said as she reloaded both weapons and opened up with an acid phase.

"New Beastiery entry complete. Target confirmed as unknown combat mech, based on spider droid platform. Target close-in turrets before closing distance and getting witin minimum engagement distance."

Stella went through, leaving weapons grade hydrocholric acid all over both the out and inside of the mech. Rematerializing on its back, she latched on with her hooksword and unloaded on the smaller, close-range turrets with her acid pistol.