Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20150805012917/@comment-5426254-20151104163026

''Looks like I'll have to kick it up a notch, with this little power play of mine. After all, what's a story without a little monkey wrench every now and then? Also, this RP reminds me a lot of the "Crew Expendable" Mission from Modern Warfare. -GL --- Lorelei was safely on one of the Bullheads, BlackBird Three, with several of the crates secured.

Now that the White Fang leader was swallowed whole by the massive sea serpent, there was one less nuisance the lieutenant had to deal with. However, there was the problem of said sea serpent. She had to retrieve the object as insurance to guarantee her life and appease the leaders of the White Fang.

She decided to check in on the four to see how their progress went.

"Aegle, Bertha, status report!"

Her order fell on deaf ears as she heard muffled screams.

Shit!

But the Hunters were unaware that the White Fang's comms were openly listening to their plan. And now they knew what the Object 23176 looked like - a blue plastic food barrel with a black lid.

"Attention, Blackbird Squadron," Lorelei radioed in. "We are to retrieve Object 23176, blue plastic food barrel, black lid. Any volunteers?"

There was silence before the task force leader spoke up.

"I guess I have to do it, then. Well, fuck me."

His Bullhead, along with BlackBird Five, began unloading half of their troops before quickly heading down the massive hole in the ship, away from the giant sea serpent.

Meanwhile, Blackbird Six was ripped to shreds as the sea serpent began to chew on the Bullhead, killing its occupants, before the VTOL was swallowed in one bite

"At this rate, we're all dead," Lorelei muttered as she witnessed the carnage. "BlackBirds Two and Four, you are to prioritize escape, since you are carrying the ammunition. BlackBirds One and Five, you are to circle around that thing and hit it with everything you got. I will provide support fire and retrieve the object myself if the situation is FUBAR."

She began to unload round after round of ammunition as the two other Bullheads weaved around the giant Grimm, pelting it with machinegun fire... --- As the Hunters were frantically searching, Alicia was worried.

"Aw crap," Alicia tensely commented. "I knew this was coming!"

"Alicia, less talking, more searching. We could really need some help over here!"

But the tremors continued, followed by the sound of several footsteps nearby. The task force had found the group, and begun their attack. It was becoming apparent that the earth wall didn't hold due to the tremors of the ship - and the fact that Rowan and Travan stopped concentrating on it.

"Again!?" Memories was annoyed at how the White Fang continued their persistence at this point. There was a bit of a crowded tussle in the room as most of the task force rushed in against the four Hunters. And amidst the confusion, one of the members had cut Aegle and Bertha's ties loose.

"Out of the way!"

Aegle and Bertha forced their way past the crowd as their rescuer followed them. The search was resumed until one of them had spotted the container.

"There!"

The grunt who rescued Aegle and Bertha had seized the container and began to open its contents.

"Oh no," Alicia muttered, ready for the worst as she continued to hold off the goons.

"YOU IDIOT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Aegle screamed.

A few sprinkles of the chemical had touched the grunt, now doused in rainwater, before he violently burst into flames!

"What the fuck was that!?" Bertha commented.

"A chemical that reacts violently with water ... I'm guessing it's chlorine trifluoride (CLf3)!"

"Huh?"

"This stuff's part poison gas, part chemical fire! And it burns anyone that's soaked in water!"

The room was now filled with silence, save for the burning grunt, as most of the fighters realized that they had been drenched with the outside rain. Panic began to fill the air as they began rushing out of the room, both Hunters and White Fang alike, trying to avoid contact with the grunt. All except for Aegle and Bertha, who were dry thanks to being in the ship interior before it started raining.

"Well how do you stop it?" Bertha yelled.

"At this point, it's too late for him. But we can do this," Aegle responded, grabbing an empty, dry steel crate as he poured some of the powder into the crate. "Hurry and help me out!"

Bertha poured another portion of the chemicals into a second crate before closing the container. "There! This should be enough!"

Blocking their way was Rowan and Travan, who realized that they were probably dry- or at the very least, less damp, therefore increasing their chances of survival.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Bertha screamed as she rammed the two with her, before running past them all the way to the exit.

Now the fight had moved to the corridors, as Aegle and Bertha ran to the hole on the ship deck.

"Boss, this is Aegle. We've secured the package. Meet us on the ship deck." --- "Great. Just great," Memories muttered.

Not only did the two prisoners escape with some of the powder, they realized what the potential of the object was - a chemical weapon that's deadly when it gets wet.

On top of that the task force leader and his goons were going to block their path. Immediately, the four Hunters fought. Memories in particular whacked the WF grunts with Retriever, an easy feat given the narrow space of the ship interior. Alicia then followed up with a barrage from Wonderland, with a nice roundhouse that sent four men tumbling backwards.

"We have to backup their escape! Soldier, we are leaving!", the task force leader said to his goons as they returned fire with their suppressed weapons.

As the task force goons began their escape, Memories had no choice but to pursue them.

"Alicia! Rowan! Travan! Can you three find a way to get rid of that stuff?"

"Really, ship buddy?", Alicia asked.

"Yes! It's important that you do, ship buddy!"

While Memories continued her pursuit, the three went back into the room. Alicia was smiling as she touched several metal containers, and the flask holding the chemicals itself.

"Stop fidgeting and help us, damnit!", The two screamed in unison while they desperately figured out a plan to destroy the chemicals, sealing the contents of the original container.

Alicia then obeyed, quietly putting the other sealed, steel flask in her backpack. She had another idea for the chemicals, as she put on her own "thinking cap"... --- Lorelei was frustrated, as the torrential rain continued to pour on the entire beach. Not a single round of ammunition was able to successfully damage the Grimm. Instead, it made the beast pissed off.

But a silver lining was found when she spotted Aegle and Bertha from the hole at the ship deck.

Once Aegle and Bertha got up, they handed over the two sealed crates on the Bullhead.

"Sir, this stuff's chlorine trifluoride. It's a poison gas, and it burns when wet."

Lorelei looked puzzled at Aegle, but a devious idea formed in her head. Since it was raining cats and dogs ...

"It looks like we only need one crate then," Lorelei muttered. "Get us close to that thing." --- When Memories and the task force climbed up on the ship deck, they saw a Bullhead flying close to the sea serpent, toss out one of the crates ...

... and a top-ranking leader shoot the crate with a well-placed Dust round, causing it to explode on the beast's skin, leaving the sea serpent to thrash about and roar violently in pain as the downpour exacberated the burning effect of the CLf3.

Well, that's the end of that. She resumed her attention to fighting off the WF grunts, while opening a frequency.

"Dirtnap, where's the dropship? We really need it ASAP! The others are inside trying to destroy the chemicals, and there are three Bullheads firing at us-shit!"

As she and the other Huntsmen continued to fight off the task force, she came face to face with the mustachioed, knife-wielding leader, making aggressive, calculated swipes at Memories, forcing her to narrowly block the swipes with her own knife.

But she wouldn't be alone. Her partners still on the ship deck did a good job handling the rest of the goons. The sound of an invisible crack of the whip, and the sight of Seager's great strength signalled the demise of the task force as they all fell off the ship.

Finally, after a tense knifefight, Memories used the string of Retriever and knocked the task force leader off his feet and into the ocean.

"BUGGER!" --- As Lorelei smirked in victory over the Grimm, she saw the remnants of the task force get thrown overboard by the Hunters, swallowed whole by the serpents in the sea.

''Shit! These pests are still here!?''

On top of that, she remembered that there were five more angry, armored serpents, ready for vengeance.

But one thing was for certain. Several ammunition crates were strewn on the ship deck, thanks to her deceased colleague using his metal-absorbing Semblance. Some of them were still inside the ship in their own weapons and ammunition storage rooms, and the rest that weren't in Blackbirds Two and Four were probably inside the Grimm when it swallowed the Leader.

And all of them were rigged with explosives with her detonator still unused.

"Looks like the pleasure's all mine," Lorelei began as she pressed the trigger. The Bullheads quickly departed, though Blackbird Five crashed into one of the Serpent's heads, killing every one of its occupants.

Soon, explosions surrounded the ship deck and the crew quarters as the bombs went off in the various areas of the ship ... --- "Uh, Mister Rowan? Mister Travan?"

"WHAT!?"

"Maybe we should get outta here because oh, I dunno... this ship's about to blow!" ---Music: '''Harry Gregson-Williams - Crew Expendable (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare OST)