Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20151221230243/@comment-26104528-20160311052513

(I sincerly apologize for allowing this RP to die off like this, considering that for a few of you, this is your first RP in a while. In any case and with new inspiration for how to lead the plot, let's do this! *warms up the defibrillator*)

As per the usual Flagg security policy, the easy-listening bossa nova on the intercom switched to a more upbeat ska selection. BCU operatives walked over to where the commotion was coming from, calmly though. They didn't want to get anyone too exicted to think clearly.

Likewise, the room that the students were in also lit up with activity with scientists pulling hard drives from thier mounts and tossing documents into combination incinerator-shredder units.

"Unfortuantly, we've got a situation and have to close the lab. Sorry friends." the penguin began leading them towards the exit door. "Please hold onto your invitations-"

The lights go out, the music cuts, an explosion is heard down the way, along with the roar of a chorus of beowulves answered with an orchestra of gunfire.

For the faunus in the group, or anyone with sharp eyes, the power-armored BCU could be seen firing upon the creatures with a few scientists trained in weapons usage. Still though, the close proximity combined with the dangerously large amount of Grimm within the sub-basement meant the creatures had an advantage in this battle. An elder boarbatusk rammed through one squad which bought enough time for a pack of Roaches to scramble up through the vents and overwhelm the BCU in melee combat.

Over in Office 2, across from the group, a bulky but humanoid shape could be seen. Though his words were muffled by the chaos of battle, there was an orange glow from his flamethrower exoskeleton.