[Council of Villains] A State of Corruption [Concluded]

[Chaotix]

Night 1

In space, it is impossible to tell when the day ends and night begins, because neither exists. The GF had long been using a standardized 24 hour clock to keep time while on a spaceship. It was hard to get used to, and sometimes soldiers would wander the ship, bored, if they were not tired. Tonight, some would be wandering around for other reasons…

In the central control chamber, Aurora Unit 242 was still active. Being essentially a supercomputer with artificial intelligence, she did not need sleep. 242 was currently watching the ship through the surveillance cameras that were still working, hoping to catch the intruders that way. As she was essential to the maintenance of the GFS Olympus, she was heavily guarded outside the entrance.

The air ducts, however, were not guarded. A small figure dropped out of the air duct and onto the floor of the central control chamber, unnoticed by the Aurora Unit. It made some sort of a signal with its hands, and suddenly the liquid in the tank 242 was suspended in froze. 242’s major functions were stalled, and the figure slipped away into the shadows.

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The bounty hunter Trace was moving through the narrow passageways of the Olympus, quickly and alertly. He knew he would be in danger, and knew that if he went to sleep, as was suggested of him, he might not wake up the next day. Trace figured the best defense was to be constantly on the move.

He was moving down one narrow corridor when he saw what appeared to be a large orange ball, rolling straight towards him. Curious, he stopped, and aimed his weapon directly at the ball. The ball rolled straight up to him and stopped.

Suddenly, and before he could react, the ball transformed into a figure Trace recognized instantly, and his body shook with fear. The Hunter bashed Trace in the head with her arm cannon, and Trace recoiled, starting to run away. He activated his cloaking device and sprinted towards the end of the hallway, hoping to escape.

The Hunter’s arm cannon began glowing with a pure, white light. She then pointed it forward, and released a charged beam that traveled incredibly fast, striking Trace in the back and disabling his cloaking device. Trace fell to the floor, unable to move due to the painful, burning sensation in his back. The Hunter walked up to his body, stepping on it, and pointed her arm cannon at his head. The Hunter fired.

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The engine room was mostly quiet, except for one GF Mechanic who was still awake, trying to get it working again. As long as the engines were down, the Olympus was stranded in Pirate space, and therefore in even more danger than it already was. The Mechanic was hoping to get a head start.

A small creature dropped from the ceiling onto the top of the piece of machinery the Mechanic was working on, making a noise as it landed. Its eyes glowed an unnatural blue color. The Mechanic looked up, seeing the creature, and became alarmed. He tried to get up and run away, but as soon as he made a move, electricity burst from the creature and into the machinery, moving through it and into the wrench that the Mechanic was holding, finally traveling through his body. The small creature continued to electrocute the Mechanic until he was burnt to a crisp, then bounded off through the engine room gleefully.

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A shadowy figure walked through the hallways of the guests’ quarters, its heels making a distinctive sound as they struck the metal underneath them. Suddenly it stopped walking, apparently finding the door it was looking for, and opened it silently.

Inside, sleeping in the bed, was a young man clad in white, with the wings of an angel.

The shadowy figure walked up to his bed, waited contemplatively for a moment, then forcefully seized him by the throat and lifted him into the air. He woke up with a jolt, and was instilled with fear by the figure’s red eyes, glowing with malice.

“Time’s up, Kid Icarus. You flew too close to the sun.”

Pit struggled, but could not break his captor’s grip. Its hand was exceedingly cold to the touch, and a chill rapidly spread through his body, until frost formed on his skin. Finally a look of sheer horror fell over his face as he recognized his killer. The same look remained frozen on his face.

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Back in the central control room, Aurora Unit 242 was still unable to perform any sort of action or call for help. She was conscious, but paralyzed in her frozen tank.

Suddenly, the doors were blasted open with a loud explosion. 242 could see a dead GF soldier lying by the doorway. Through the doorway walked a figure clad in armor of midnight blue. A dark aura surrounded her, and it was palpable even to the Aurora Unit.

The Dark Hunter lifted its arm cannon. Dark energy began swirling around at its tip as she charged up the beam. 242, frozen, could do nothing to defend herself. The Dark Hunter pointed its gun directly at the Aurora Unit and fired.

The blast of shadowy energy shattered the glass canister and the ice inside of it. The Aurora Unit, with nothing to suspend it, fell to the floor in a large crash, the wires connecting it to the system snapping and sparking. The Dark Hunter’s arm cannon reconfigured itself and fired a missile at 242, and she exploded into fragments of metal, circuitry, and organic tissue.

In the place where Aurora Unit 242 was floating was a small, glowing canister, marked with a symbol. The Dark Hunter walked up to it and touched it. It disappeared, and the Dark Hunter glowed with an unholy light.

With a new power at her fingertips, the Dark Hunter left the room, pleased.

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Living: 41/47
Askthepizzaguy
autolycus
Beefy187
Beskar
ByzantineKnight
Captain Blackadder
Cecil XIX
classical_hero
Csargo
dcmort93
Death is Yonder
Diamondeye
Double A
Frozen in Ice
Glenn
God Emperor
Insanious
Ironside
Jarema
johnhughthom
Khazaar
landlubber
Link
Motep
Nictel
Nightbringer
pevergreen
Rebel Jeb
Renata
Romanic
Sasaki Kojiro
Secura
Seon
Skooma Addict
Thefluffyone93
TinCow
Winston Hughes
woad&fangs
Yaropolk
Yaseikhaan
YLC

Dead: 6/47
a completely inoffensive name - Professor E. Gadd (IDFH Survivalist)
AntiKingWarmanCake88 - Diddy Kong (IDFH Survivalist)
robbiecon - Trace (GF Survivalist)
Choxorn - GF Mechanic (GF Survivalist)
Reenk Roink - Pit (IDFH Survivalist)
Greyblades - Aurora Unit 242 (GF Survivalist)

Reserves:
ArpeggiateTHIS
Kagemusha
Greyblades
Raskolnikov


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Begin Day 2

EDIT: It will end 48 hours from now due to the New Years holiday.

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