I13DT: Just Friendly Crustaceans

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 2:37 am

Ryan grabbed a hold of Will's wrist, and the two began to struggle back and forth--with the odd leverage, it was about an equal match, leaving the two of them wide open...

by **John Hino** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:37 am

John closed in and took careful aim before trying to ice part of Will again without hitting Ryan.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 11:36 am

With the distraction in place, John manged to ice Will's feet to the floor. He couldn't even look down very well, thanks to Ryan's foot in his face, and he sluggishly tried to rip himself free.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 2:55 pm

The Morrigan sends the flock out to further direct Will's forces, advancing cautiously on the spire.

Surely it would be defended.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 3:11 pm

The defense was almost childlike by telepath standards--as Black Air did not employ telepaths (that's what Miranda was for!), it was more of a representation of the ongoing effect Will was under. A challenging task for most people, but nothing compared to, say, what Mel could do.

Bolts of electricity and lightning circled around the spire, occasionally lashing out to fry a group of Willegionaires marching towards the base. On the ground, metallic-looking monstrosities were beginning to re-engage the Wills in hand-to-hand combat. Unlike what had apparently happened the first time, however, this time, the Wills seemed more...organized, and were holding their own.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 3:22 pm

With the spire's defenders on the ground occupied, she started to order the catapults to move into position.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 3:27 pm

And soon, Wills were soaring through the air, smashing into the tower, with minimal, though still some, success.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 3:58 pm

Ryan gave a frustrated grunt, then swung himself up to get a blast at Will's face.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 4:01 pm

THAT got his foot free, as what was left of Will's head went splattering on the back wall of the submarine.

Will tried to stagger around for a moment, but couldn't due to the feet stuck in the ice.

by **John Hino** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 4:02 pm

John used the chance to ice Will further.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 4:20 pm

Will tried to snap himself free...and ended up popping a leg off at the knee.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 4:38 pm

"Okay, this is just getting way too morbid..."

by **John Hino** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 6:54 pm

"Will. You're the most stubborn person I've ever met, including my father. I know you can fight him if you just believe you can."

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:12 pm

"Will" responded by spitting at John. It missed, but the acid started burning through the floor.

by **John Hino** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:49 pm

"Something tells me you didn't mean to miss," John answered, "You're losing Watson."

by **Quentin Watson** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:15 pm

"Am...I?" he grinned.

by **John Hino** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:33 pm

"Hey Ryan. How many of his facilities have we taken out again?"

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:46 pm

"At least four. Depends on if he's really important enough for all of them to be 'his'. Personally, I doubt it."

by **Quentin Watson** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:47 pm

"SHIELD surveillance at it's finest."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:56 pm

"Nah, this is personal, not business. I haven't bothered tapping anything from SHIELD for this. You just really are that bad at it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:35 pm

Directing those Wills that had met their mark to start sabotaging the tower, the Morrigan marshaled the rest for a frontal assault, charging in with them.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:41 pm

The Morrigan's forces quickly routed their way into the tower, demolishing their way through things.

At the center, where the electricity was focused, lay a Will in a glass coffin. His eyes were shut, and he didn't appear to be breathing.

by **Quentin Watson** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:41 pm

Ryan Gabriel wrote:"Nah, this is personal, not business. I haven't bothered tapping anything from SHIELD for this. You just really are that bad at it."

"I suppose I am, at that. Do you have the time?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:49 pm

"They don't get to have you, Will. I won't let them."

She buffets the coffin with the flock, trying to find a weak point.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:50 pm

OTher than the potentially dangeours electricity, which would fry a Willling where it stood, the coffin wasn't secured. A more powerful mental figure could probably get him out of the way.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:56 pm

She has the flock latch onto the edges of the coffin, then flows her avatar into them, merging into a larger figure and aiming to dislodge the coffin.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 9:56 pm

"Yup. It's bedtime." And with that, Ryan delivered a wide blast over Will again.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:00 pm

Samantha McManus wrote:She has the flock latch onto the edges of the coffin, then flows her avatar into them, merging into a larger figure and aiming to dislodge the coffin.

Sam was able to drag the coffin out of harm's way...

Ryan Gabriel wrote:"Yup. It's bedtime." And with that, Ryan delivered a wide blast over Will again.

...at the same time as Ryan's blast covered Will, causing Quentin to curse, and Will to fall backwards, un moving.

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:01 pm

At that point, the clock on Miranda's timer hit 7:24.

And THAT'S when the bulkheads along the hallway started to burst, and water began to pour into the deck!

Evil Overlord Tip: Never have a countdown end at 0:00.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:02 pm

Sam set to trying to crack the coffin open, likely with the help of the rest of Will's subconscious.

"Come now, we've work to do."

by **Narrator** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:03 pm

After a little work, and some help from her friends, Sam managed to crack the coffin open to reveal the prize inside!

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:07 pm

She lifted Will out of the coffin, presenting him to the rest of the army.

"It's not your time either..."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:09 pm

Samantha McManus wrote:She lifted Will out of the coffin, presenting him to the rest of the army.

"It's not your time either..."

After a moment, Will's (mental) eyes fluttered open.

"M...morrigan?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:12 pm

"We came for you. We'll always come for you. Still, we need you back in the game, Will."

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:13 pm

Ryan swore loudly as the vessel rocked from the explosion. He hadn't wanted to give Quentin his snappy opening, but... well, it's not like no one could see something like this coming.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:16 pm

Samantha McManus wrote:"We came for you. We'll always come for you. Still, we need you back in the game, Will."

"I knew you'd come..."

In the 'real' world, Will's eyes popped open.

"My head hurts..." he complained.

by **Ryan Gabriel** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:17 pm

Ryan looked down at him suspiciously. "What's your favorite ice cream."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:24 pm

"Anything I haven't been sitting in. Uh, butter pecan."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:29 pm

"It's him," the headmistress says, rousing. "We need to move."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Sat Sep 20, 2014 10:30 pm

A thought sped down the hallway with all the finesse of a shotgun blast, Bridge access at my location.

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