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- <HabeusKaiju>: The arm communicators of Straight_Shot and Boomer go off
- Straight_Shot sets down his latest issue of The Uncanny Marksmen Monthly and begins gathering a load out of gear from his trunk
- Boomer looks at his communicator. He's currently out in the track, he's been spending most of his time away from the s-men doing athletics more than anything else. A smile goes over his face, finally, some action he can get in on.
- Boomer heads back to his own area, his large storage area of his many belts of boomerangs. He straps on his gear, displaying a new set of smaller and more sleek looking metal ones
- Boomer puts on his red headband once more and finally heads out to the s-men base
- Straight_Shot grabs his cease and desist quiver, clips on a couple tomahawks, and grabs a bandoleer of clubs
- Straight_Shot heads down to the S-base
- <HabeusKaiju>: As they both head to the S-Base, Jitters is standing there, beside a chalkboard, playing the drums with her fingers on the desk in front of her
- Boomer walks on in, looks around. Its a bit unfamiliar to him, after he took that extended break from service
- <Jitterbug>: Oh, hey there!
- Jitterbug waves to Boomer
- <Boomer>: "Oh hey... hey!" he says, not remembering her name that well. Might be Beatrice.
- <Jitterbug>: just gotta wait for the other guy, kay, buddy?
- <Boomer>: "Alright. What's the mission, teach?"
- Straight_Shot enters the room twanging his bow string and adjusting it as he enters
- <Jitterbug>: Gotta be patient for the othe-Oh!
- <Jitterbug>: there he is!
- <Straight_Shot>: "What's the hub bub, slick"
- <Jitterbug>: Come, sit!
- Jitterbug pulls out two chairs, and pops them in front of the chalboard
- <Boomer>: [have guile and digs met before?]
- <Sol>: i think so[
- <Straight_Shot>: [They have not]
- <Boomer>: "Hey..." he is really bad with names today. Or he doesn't know these people.
- <Straight_Shot>: [only time I've met Dig on any character was as Reisander and watching him as Buck]
- <Straight_Shot>: "Oh sorry don't think we've met"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Guile Churchill, Can't lie"
- Straight_Shot holds out hand for hand shake
- <Boomer>: "Yeah, for a second I thought I was just forgetful... again. Digger Oblazowa, I throw things" he shakes his hand merrily
- Boomer 's eye colors change, one to a bright blue and the other to a green
- <Straight_Shot>: "Hey I throw things too!"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Mostly shoot things though actually"
- <Straight_Shot>: "And here I thought I was the only one here who didn't come back to life, shoot magic, or warp reality"
- <Jitterbug>: Hey, coming back to life is hard, but that doesn't matter. Can we get back to the matter at hand?
- <Boomer>: "Good to meet ya" he smiles
- Jitterbug puts her hand on the top of the chalkboard
- <Straight_Shot>: "Course, m'am"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Just shootin' the breeze"
- <Straight_Shot>: "with arrows"
- Boomer sits on down. Leaning on the chair you notice a huge boomerang, different than the metallic ones that are on his belts in that it seems to be made out of some slick wood. Its nearly as big as a person
- Boomer chuckes
- Jitterbug flips down the chalkboard, to see very accurate chalk drawings of peoples faces, and a map
- Jitterbug ruffles in the back of her shell, and pulls out an extendable pointer
- <Jitterbug>: Okay, so...
- Straight_Shot sits down as well he collapses his bow and holsters it in his belt once more he appears to have cowboy like boots which he props on the table and looks at the chalk board
- Jitterbug thwicks the stick to the board
- <Jitterbug>: This is Ellen Portland. She is the daughter of Erick Portland, head of the MRA, or the Mutant Rights Activist. Recently, they were on a trip, to go spread the word of Mutant rights, in the far off land of Ecuador
- <Jitterbug>: They went silent 36 hours ago, until we got contact, with only the father
- <Jitterbug>: Seems like his little girl was kidnapped By Ecuadorian Criminals, and is being held captive in a villa in the middle of the Amazon Jungle, for quite the hefty sum
- <Jitterbug>: So, we are gonna sneak in, grab the girl, and get out, got it so far?
- <Straight_Shot>: "Roger"
- <Boomer>: "Loud and clear"
- <Jitterbug>: Well, first off, you might want to know who you will be facing
- Jitterbug chirps and whistles. thousands of cockroaches swarm the room, and begin to erase the board. As quickly as they erase it, others come in, and begin to drag chalk on it, recreating more photorealstic drawings
- Boomer has a thing about bugs, but keeps silent
- <Jitterbug>: Man, you would not believe how long we had to rehearse that! Was that cool, or what?!
- Jitterbug looks at them with a smile
- Jitterbug coughs, and straightens up
- <Jitterbug>: Anyways, this man, right here?
- Straight_Shot is glad his feet were off the floor
- <Jitterbug>: One of the largest suppliers of Fuerza in the world. You will do all you can to avoid him, at all cost, understood?
- <Boomer>: "Fuerza?" he asks
- <Jitterbug>: Very rare drug, made of Ginkgophyta leaves, and INFORMATION REDACTED, can cause random temporary power for a period of 23 hours
- <Jitterbug>: Also highly addictive, and very unstable
- <Boomer>: "Ah, one of those power drugs"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Right so stealthy stealth sneaking grab the girl get out"
- <Jitterbug>: So, I thought it would be best for you guys to take this mission, since you are one of the less....flashier members of our program
- Straight_Shot looks down at bright orange body armor
- Straight_Shot looks at Boomers green hair
- <Boomer>: "I'm guessing this isn't an Ironbark mission, huh?" he says motioning to his person sized boomerang
- <Straight_Shot>: "Should I grab my infiltration gear?"
- <Jitterbug>: Does Ironbark come in camo colours?
- <Jitterbug>: And sure, seems like the best opportunity here
- <Boomer>: "Nah, she's natural"
- <Jitterbug>: Well, will it slow you down if you are trodden through the humid jungle of the Amazon?
- <Boomer>: "No, I'm incredibly nimble with it, but I can imagine it would make one hell of a silhouette"
- <Boomer>: "They'd think they're being attacked by amazonian boomerang beetles"
- <Jitterbug>: If you think that is best, then make it so
- Boomer claps his hands, getting up and looking through the s-men base for any leftover security gear he can bring. Once he's all set up, he heads back in
- <Jitterbug>: You gonna gear up, Guile?
- Straight_Shot scampers off to his room and exchanges his cease and desist quiver for his other quiver also drops clubs for smoke bombs instead
- Jitterbug starts congratulating the roaches for a job well done
- Straight_Shot jogs back
- <Jitterbug>: Hey Guile, how ya doing?
- <Jitterbug>: Just waiting on Digger now
- Boomer walks on in. He doesn't have Ironbark with him, and has replaced his casual clothing with a much more professional looking stealth suit he must have taken from the security closet
- <Boomer>: "Ready to head out when you are"
- Straight_Shot winces for a sec then begins speaking "Honestly, bored, stir crazy, and decently at best"
- <Jitterbug>: Well, lets bust that boredom, and some heads!
- <Jitterbug>: Into the stealth jet!
- Jitterbug flies into the hangar, and heads into the backseat
- Straight_Shot groans and jogs to the jet
- Boomer keeps his positive demeanor, heads on down to the jet
- Straight_Shot sits down in the jet pulling on two seat belts and a third from the seat next to him
- <Straight_Shot>: "I'm not usually this grumpy but I don't like flying you see"
- Boomer casually takes a seat on the jet, not strapping himself in
- <Boomer>: "I'm used to it. Ever flown by spinning yourself around? Its really relaxing"
- <Jitterbug>: What's wrong?
- <Jitterbug>: Flying is way safer than driving
- <Straight_Shot>: "Statmus you know what happened last time we flew in this plane"
- <Jitterbug>: Please, call me Bella, and this time, I'm not flying!
- Jitterbug waves to Hermit Crab, as his sits in the front seat
- Straight_Shot clips a fourth seat belt on
- <Boomer>: Hermit Crab does not really wave. He's a robot.
- <Jitterbug>: Anyways, lets get this show on the road!
- <Jitterbug>: Hermit, start it up!
- <Straight_Shot>: "I feel like"
- <Straight_Shot>: "I'm that one kid from magic school bus"
- <Boomer>: "Carlos?"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Not again, whatever his name was"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Arnold maybe?"
- <Boomer>: Hermit starts up the jet
- <Jitterbug>: Hermit Crab presses some buttons, grabs the wheel, and jets off into the sky. He flicks on a switch, as the jet activates it's stealth mode
- <Straight_Shot>: "Bella you're Frizzle or whatever her name was"
- <Jitterbug>: aw, shucks
- <Jitterbug>: You're just trying to compliment me, aren't ya?
- <Straight_Shot>: "Maybe?"
- <Straight_Shot>: "I don't know all I know is I'm Arnold"
- <Jitterbug>: Well, get a move on it then, Football Head!
- <Jitterbug>: Ya guys ready to be sneaks?
- <Straight_Shot>: "That's not even the right..."
- <Boomer>: "Sure thing, Beatrice"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Lemme do a inventory check"
- Boomer looks at his boomerangs. He didn't bring anything else.
- Straight_Shot pats down his belt and quivers flicking over all the arrows in it
- Straight_Shot pulls black cowboy boot tighter on one foot
- <Straight_Shot>: "Yeah ready to rock and roll"
- <Jitterbug>: Excellent
- <Jitterbug>: Hermie, how much longer till touchdown?
- Straight_Shot flips out his visor and puts it over his eyes and ears music begins to play quietly in his ears
- <Boomer>: [I'll let you do the responses for the automaton]
- <Jitterbug>: mkay]
- <Jitterbug>: Estimated time of arrival: 4 hours
- <Jitterbug>: Oh, hmm....whatcha guys wanna do till then?
- Straight_Shot shrugs
- <Boomer>: "...huh. I was thinking by now they'd have found a way to reduce flight times"
- <Jitterbug>: Where do you think we live? the future?
- <Jitterbug>: Come
- Jitterbug riffles in her back, and pulls out a boardgame
- <Jitterbug>: Let's play Scrabble!
- Straight_Shot slowly starts undoing seat belts
- Jitterbug sets up the game, and divvies up the pieces
- Boomer never had any seat belts in the first place. He wonders if using polish words is allowed
- <Jitterbug>: The group plays scrabble, and fun was had
- Boomer will defend to his grave that polish words are legitimate scrabble choices
- <Jitterbug>: The Jet begins to hover over the jungles of Ecuador, as the door begins to open
- <Straight_Shot>: 'W-we aren't landing?"
- <Jitterbug>: Oh, god no
- <Jitterbug>: You ever land a aircraft in the jungles?
- <Jitterbug>: It's hell!
- <Straight_Shot>: "Aw sonuva
- Jitterbug unbuckles, and goes over to the side, and tosses Boomer and Straight_Shot parachutes
- <Boomer>: "...do we have parachu-" he's interrupted by the parachute thrown at him
- <Boomer>: "thanks"
- Boomer gets up, ready to jump out of a moving plane into the rain forest
- <Jitterbug>: ya ready, Guile?
- <Straight_Shot>: "nyuuhhh"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Yes"
- Straight_Shot straps on parachute
- Boomer puts on his parachute
- <Jitterbug>: Hup hup, move it, move it
- Jitterbug motions for them to jump
- Straight_Shot takes a few deep breaths before leaping out of the plane
- Boomer makes a running jump out of the plane, rather used to this sort of deal
- Straight_Shot freefalls for a little bit before deploying his chute
- Boomer does not deploy his parachute. In fact, he spins himself in the air, much similar to a thrown device of australian origin. He glides on down to the ground
- <Boomer>: [had to be done]
- Jitterbug leaps out, and falls to the ground, deploying her wings, before landing
- <Jitterbug>: Aw, sweet!
- <Jitterbug>: I didn't know you could do, Digger!
- Straight_Shot drifts down slowly watching them both converse on the ground
- <Boomer>: "Its nothing big, really. Just takes a lot of practice"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Okay gotta crank up that swarthy charm I feel like a grumpy tool"
- Straight_Shot continues drifting down toward them
- <Boomer>: "You should have seen my medical bills back then. Ha ha. Terrifying"
- <Jitterbug>: Yea, freefalling is hard
- Jitterbug looks up at Guile
- <Jitterbug>: Ya ready, champ?
- Straight_Shot slowly floats down
- <Straight_Shot>: "I'm almost down!"
- Straight_Shot lands down next to them and drops his parachute pack
- <Boomer>: "There ya go"
- <Boomer>: [where's that pic when I need it]
- <Jitterbug>: Alright, pack em up, and bury them. Can't leave any tracks, okay?
- Jitterbug begins to bury into the ground with a trowel she pulled from her shell
- Boomer didn't even use his pack, upon recollection
- Straight_Shot packs the chute back into the pack as much as he can and looks around for a spot to bury it
- Jitterbug digs a deep hole, and tosses the pack in, burying it back into the ground
- <Jitterbug>: Ya guys done?
- Boomer buries his pack, looks back to her
- <Boomer>: "Yep"
- <Jitterbug>: Guile boy?
- Straight_Shot buries his pack without a shovel
- <Straight_Shot>: "Yeah I'm good"
- <Jitterbug>: Alright, move out then
- Jitterbug begins to trod through the jungle
- Boomer follows. He keeps his chill and happy way of things, looking around the jungle with interest
- Straight_Shot walks along too he takes in the sights of the jungle and marches along happily
- <Jitterbug>: the Jungle is humid, as the sounds of bugs, birds, and beast fill the air. Vines drape from the tree, and lizards scurry across the ground. The sound of water streams trickle off in the distance.
- <Jitterbug>: so ya guys liking the scenery?
- <Boomer>: "I like it. Have been meaning to take a tour around places like this, at least somewhere on the bucket list I'd suppose"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Yeah reminds me of when my dad used to describe the rain forest to me as a kid"
- <Jitterbug>: Well, remember to be careful. This is a dangerous place, never know what can get ya!
- <Straight_Shot>: "Right"
- Jitterbug says, as she reaches for a "vine", which begins to tense up, and shoots at her neck
- Boomer immediately throws a boomerang at the "vine"
- Jitterbug looks down at the snake, biting at her neck
- <Jitterbug>: See?
- <Jitterbug>: Dangerous
- <Jitterbug>: the boomerang is knocked off her neck, and slithers away
- <Straight_Shot>: "Uh
- Boomer picks up his boomerang, putting it back in his holster
- <Boomer>: "....are you alright?"
- <Straight_Shot>: "You gonna be okay, teach?"
- <Jitterbug>: Oh yeah
- <Jitterbug>: This?
- <Jitterbug>: It's fine. Got stabbed last week, and what is a tooth, but a mouth knife?
- Jitterbug shrugs, and continues on
- <Straight_Shot>: "Poison though?"
- <Jitterbug>: Didn't pierce the skin, no need for alarm
- <Boomer>: "Oh, good"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Right, cool"
- Straight_Shot carries on
- <Jitterbug>: So....Ya guys know where we are heading?
- <Boomer>: "....what?"
- Straight_Shot stops foot half raised
- <Straight_Shot>: "beg your pardon?"
- Straight_Shot turns and looks at Jitterbug
- Jitterbug puts her hands on her and looks around
- <Jitterbug>: I have no idea where we are right now
- <Straight_Shot>: "You can't be serious"
- <Jitterbug>: 100% Grade A Truth
- <Jitterbug>: Jungles sort of just blend together
- <Straight_Shot>: "Let me see the map"
- <Jitterbug>: Map?
- <Jitterbug>: Boy, we don't have maps
- <Jitterbug>: Give me a sec, okay?
- <Straight_Shot>: [give boomer a couple minutes]
- <Jitterbug>: gotcha]
- <Straight_Shot>: [also]
- <Straight_Shot>: [>leading children out into the jungles of ecudor without a map]
- <Jitterbug>: shhhh[
- <Jitterbug>: I got this
- <Jitterbug>: ]
- <Jitterbug>: sides Straight_Shot, we got the best map of them all!]
- <Sol>: ...why dont they ever get like, guides]
- <Sol>: i mean, shit jitters aint qualified for this shit]
- <Jitterbug>: hey, we got guides]
- <Jitterbug>: and Im totes mcgoats qualified]
- <Straight_Shot>: [I swear to god if you summon roaches to guide us I will burn down this jungle]
- <Jitterbug>: ...]
- <Jitterbug>: If I were, would that be a crime?]
- <Straight_Shot>: [I mean go ahead]
- <Straight_Shot>: [I've already told you my issues with roaches]
- <Jitterbug>: I know, I know]
- <Jitterbug>: sorry man, just jitters thing]
- <Straight_Shot>: [In my mouth man]
- <Jitterbug>: I know]
- <Straight_Shot>: [You know I clench my jaws in my sleep]
- <Sol>: wait[
- <Sol>: whats happening?]
- <Straight_Shot>: [we're about to start again]
- <Jitterbug>: Straight_Shot stops foot half raised <Straight_Shot>: "beg your pardon?" Straight_Shot turns and looks at Jitterbug Jitterbug puts her hands on her and looks around <Jitterbug>: I have no idea where where we are right now <Straight_Shot>: "You can't be serious" <Jitterbug>: 100% Grade A Truth <Jitterbug>: Jungles sort of just blend together
- <Jitterbug>: <Straight_Shot>: "Let me see the map" <Jitterbug>: Map? <Jitterbug>: Boy, we don't have maps <Jitterbug>: Give me a sec, okay?
- Jitterbug begins chirping and hissing. The floor of the jungle begins to hiss and shake, as millions of roaches come from beneath the leaves, and flood all around them
- Straight_Shot shakes a little bit but keeps his ground
- Boomer is afraid of bugs. Doesn't show it
- Straight_Shot petrified face contorting to keep shut
- Jitterbug begins to chirp and hiss, as her antennae flick back and forth
- <Jitterbug>: Hmmmmm
- <Straight_Shot>: "neveragainneveragainneveragain
- <Jitterbug>: Interesting
- <Straight_Shot>: "Why Bella
- Jitterbug chirps, as the roaches begin to disperse to where they were before
- <Jitterbug>: Well, I learnt something new today!
- <Boomer>: What did they say?"
- Straight_Shot relaxes again
- Jitterbug shrugs
- <Jitterbug>: I dunno, I don't speak spanish
- <Straight_Shot>: "You"
- <Boomer>: ....
- <Straight_Shot>: "Why do you do these terrible things Bella"
- <Sol>: .....]
- Jitterbug remains stonefaced, and then lets out a laugh
- <Jitterbug>: I'm kidding!
- <Jitterbug>: Sheesh, why would roaches know Spanish?!
- <Jitterbug>: Ludicrous!
- Jitterbug scratches her nose
- <Jitterbug>: Anyways, base is 130 yards that way
- Straight_Shot covers face with hands muffled shouting can be heard through them
- Jitterbug points to the East
- <Jitterbug>: So, gotta make haste
- Jitterbug turns left, and heads through the jungle
- Boomer stays positive. He marches forward
- Straight_Shot follows behind and puts a arm over Boomers shoulder and whispers to him
- <Straight_Shot>: "Ten bucks, evil clone trying to kill us"
- <Boomer>: "make it 20"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Not like either of us will live to see that money"
- Jitterbug hums, as she steps through vines, tearing them down as she makes her way through
- Straight_Shot shudders and slaps Boomer on the back and picks up his pace some
- Boomer speeds on ahead
- <Jitterbug>: As the group continues marching, they come across a vast river
- <Jitterbug>: Crap....
- <Straight_Shot>: "I got it"
- <Boomer>: "it's a piece of cake"
- Straight_Shot nocks and arrow and fires across into a tree on the other side a line follows behind it
- Straight_Shot ties rope to tree on this side
- <Jitterbug>: As they say this, Jitters' antennae perk up
- <Jitterbug>: Oh god...
- <Straight_Shot>: "Oh right you can both fly"
- <Straight_Shot>: "Kind of"
- <Boomer>: ....what's that?"
- <Jitterbug>: Ants
- <Jitterbug>: We gotta go
- <Sol>: I like ants]
- <Jitterbug>: Alright, hurry, hurry!
- <Jitterbug>: That rope safe?
- Straight_Shot yanks shot arrow and retrieves it looks at the wasted line arrow and tucks it back in his pack
- Boomer is not having a good time with his bug fear.
- <Straight_Shot>: "No Just fly!"
- <Jitterbug>: right!
- <Jitterbug>: Sorry!
- <Jitterbug>: Grab on!
- Jitterbug flies in the air, and lowers her hands
- <Straight_Shot>: "Boomer throw yourself across"
- Straight_Shot holds on
- <Jitterbug>: I got two sets of arms
- <Jitterbug>: I can just carry him!
- <Jitterbug>: We got no time!
- Boomer reluctantly grabs on
- Jitterbug picks up Boomer, as a wave of ants begin to scurry from around the trees. she jets across the ocean, as some scurry onto her leg. She crashes on the otherside, dropping the two off safely, as she begins to freak out
- <Jitterbug>: GETITOFFGETIFOFFGETITOFF!
- Jitterbug continues shaking her legs, as the ants begin to get knocked off
- <Boomer>: "owwww" he rubs his head as he gets up
- Jitterbug lies down, and pants
- <Jitterbug>: I am sorry
- <Jitterbug>: I am not a fan of ants
- <Jitterbug>: You guys okay?
- <Boomer>: "fine." he says back. His beautiful green hair messy now
- <Straight_Shot>: "Aw jeez man your hair got messed up"
- <Straight_Shot>: "And I think I feel on a grenade"
- <Straight_Shot>: fell*]
- <Jitterbug>: It alive?
- <Boomer>: "it was a necessary sacrifice"
- <Sol>: boomer]
- <Straight_Shot>: "We're good"
- <Jitterbug>: Good, Good
- <Jitterbug>: Ready to trek on?
- Jitterbug gets off, and dust herself off
- <Sol>: so is this over?]
- <Straight_Shot>: [yeah]
- <Sol>: cool, what was it about?]
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