The Zone: Part Two

[re_alignedmods]

Thanks to the distraction caused by the various creatures and anomalies, and the interference from the ever-increasing radiation, pinpointing the fallen 'meteor' and likely source of the attacks may have been difficult up until now.

But efforts to locate it have paid off.

South-west of Haven, there is a ridged valley that did not exist a week ago. In it's center is a massive, sprawling power plant, exhaust towers rising up to the horizon. It is literally crawling with more mutants.

As if that was not ominous enough, it is a nuclear power-plant.

Anyone who has been to Earth or knows their human history - or happen to be from a Tyran universe - may recognize it for what it is: Chernobyl, straight out of some alternate Ukraine. The facility is tucked in the middle of the valley like it landed there, edges slightly off and melded into the landscape, but entirely intact in it's crumbling, ominous glory. Despite being of human-make, the building is devoid of functional electric lights, the very air around it seeming to leech the light out of the surroundings, but it is far from lacking in 'living' activity.

The concentration of anomalies, radiation, and Lambda-like energy signatures is at it's strongest here, surrounding the moldering facility. Any sensors point to the readings only getting worse on the inside.

Any organics or particularly weak-armored Cybertronians are going to want protective shielding of some variety to participate in this attack. The radiation in this valley is well beyond safe levels, and only on the rise. Any attempts to simply attack from the air (unfortunately) do little damage, the majority of any ordnance hitting some sort of storm cloud-like anomaly thundering with increasing intensity above the facility.

It looks like it might be growing. Time is running out.

You will have to enter to find the source.


[[Mod Note: Given modly time constraints, the following prompts are not intended to be NPC'd, but are instead to serve as a vague story-line for the assault. Feel free to use them, pick and chose only ones that interest you, or to thread your own attack as you please! However, once the Source is reached, a final prompt will be posted when it is destroyed, (or when the event comes to a close a week from today.)

And as a side-note, this plot contains SPOILERS to the end of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. series.]]

Comments

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift briefly glances to Blurr.]

Don't worry about that.

[Speaking of embarrassing messes, Drift's lopping another critter in half and splattering everyone with guts. It's less graceful than his last murdery stabbings, but the thing still dies so hey.]

We're wasting time here, then. Move it!

[Why yes he is being bossy]

[primest]

[sentinel decides to ignore blurr's question and deflects the attention by grabbing his waist and throwing him over one of his shoulders and follows drift, making a mental note to yell at drift later.

sorry buddy, you're getting piggybacked out of this.

he also uses blurr as a shield. against the guts. double sorry, buddy. at least he isn't using you as a club?]

[raceme]

S-Sentinel!!![ What are you doing, stooooop ASHKGKASJA

Blurr was going to complain more but he suddenly feels even more sick and dizzy. Gee, thanks for putting him almost upside down, it does wonders to his innards.]...ugh.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[FIRST THING'S FIRST, these nerds need to find an exit. Now that Big McLargehuge had Tiny McNoodlearms secured, Drift kind of tries to lead the way out, but mostly seems to be getting distracted by stopping to slaughter things every thirty seconds. Better take point, Sentinel, Drift is stabbing things.

Well, stabbing things until he stumbles over his own feet because LOL RADIATION and gets knocked onto his big ass by a horrible boogey monster.

Whoops, huh.]

[primest]

Fragging--

[WHY IS EVERYONE FALLING OVER. sentinel can pretend the radiation isn't affecting him because he's amazing all he wants, but the urge to lay down and not move for a while is certainly getting to him.

blurr has his shield, and he won't be able to do anything with his lance that won't endanger him while he's still shoulder slung.

so sentinel puts his INTENSE ELITE GUARD TRAINING to use and... punts it.]

[raceme]

[Excuse you, it's Sir Tiny McNoodlearms. Blurr would try to help and shoot at things too if he weren't afraid to hit Drift (or Sentinel, even if the guy's behind him) by accident.

Sentinel's falcon kick seems to work just fine, thought, and it sends one of the creatures flying.]

I...I know there's corridor that leads outside around here. We..should go to..the..eeeh...east? East.[He's almost sure.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Sentinel you are a gentleman. Drift heaves himself to his feet, steadying himself against the wall for a second.]

Right. East.

....Which way's East?

[guys we suck]

[primest]

[he doesn't even look at drift; too busy trying to make sure blurr isn't about to slide off his shoulder. mostly because he's now down on one knee. holy shit since when did kicking things take that much effort HE REALLY NEEDS TO LAY OFF THE ENERGON SNACKS]

I'm a little occupied, here. [he's trying to make it look like he's straightening blurr out but KIND OF JUST WANTED A BREAK.] Use your internal GPS thingy.

[raceme]

[Primus, they really suck sometimes.]

Is that way. [Blurr waves his hand to the right direction. Dizzy or not, he can't ever get lost thanks to the abilities the ghyph gave him, so at least there's that...]

Sentinel I can walk, really, you'll hurt yourself...

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift looks like he's trying REALLY HARD to use said internal GPS thingy, so it's a good thing when Blurr pipes up with the directions. He's a bit wobbly, but he manages to make his way over to Sentinel after securing one of his swords. He tugs at his free arm, trying to help him up.]

We've got it, then. Come on. Do you need help?

[GUYS WE SUCK.]

[primest]

[he just makes a face and pushes himself up, ignoring drifit's help.]

I'm fine. [said harshly, he knows he's not entirely 100%. WHATEVER MAN, ONLY WEENIES NEED HELP.]

[raceme]

This place is...affecting us all...let's go as soon as p-possible. [But ey, maybe throwing up on a chimera or passing out in front of them will scare them away.

Blurr can't really do much while he's on the blue mech shoulder.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Speaking of chimeras OH NOOOOOO there's more of them rounding the corner. Drift readies his swords and gives Sentinel a quick kick in the butt to get him moving. MOVE YOUR CHIN BRO.]

[primest]

[HOLY SHIT YOU ASSHOLE.]

Don't kick me! [he manages to NOT FALL OVER THOUGH and would give drift Another Look if he didn't currently have his battle mask up.] ...How have we not killed all of them?!

[BUT YEAH HE IS MOVING. and still swearing a lot.]

[raceme]

Guys don't fight, please... [They have enough problems as it is and you two are only making Blurr's headache worse.

Sentinel moving fast is not doing wonders to his sickness either but it's better than staying behind and getting mauled by eldritch abominations.]

40 feet to the left... there should be a corridor there.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Quit whining and move your aft!

[ Drift isn't usually this snippy. Like at all. Ever. But he kind of feels like he's about to void the contents of his tank all over the floor and thus has no patience for your big chin'd shenanigans. He'll apologize later.]

[primest]

I'm not whining!

[sentinel is actually usually this whiny he just hates feeling like he's holding them back okay 8'(] Quit being an aft and hold the rear like you said you would!

[raceme]

[Blurr gives up on trying to say anything to get them to stop. He only gets into the conversation to tell them turn one side or the other, hoping to get out soon.

The chimeras are still after them but it would be easier to fight them outside. Besides, there would be more cybertronians outside to help them too. Hopefully.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

I am holding it, you dumb glitch!

[HE'S STABBING CRITTERS NOW SENTINEL ARE YOU HAPPY. He's clearly starting to get fatigued, trying to keep boogymonsters off of Sentinel and Blurr as they make their way out.

and oh god is he ever going to apologize for being a little shit today oooooooh man.]

[primest]

[sentinel being sentinel, is completely unfazed.]

Why don't you yell a little louder, I don't think the ones at the back heard you! [GODDDDD being an ass is hard when you're so irradiated.]

Grab my shield off Blurr if you need it, exit should be-- [woops knees almost gave out. he stays upright, though and blurr stays on his shoulder. somehow. the power of jerk.]

[raceme]

[Blurr's not even listening at this point. His processor is buzzing, his vision is blurry and his chest hurts. By the time Sentinel almost falls he's already passed out. The shield makes a loud clank when it falls to the floor.

Sorry guys, no more GPS for you.]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[Drift was about to snap back like a mature adult, but Blurr passing out and dropping that shield was kind of distracting. He grabs it off the floor, nearly stumbling into Sentinel as he rushes to catch up.

Then he stabs a critter in the face and bashes it with the shield because that looks cool.]

We're close, right?

[primest]

Yeah, I think so.

[all the fight's suddenly gone from his words. when blurr passes out, sentinel can't help but instantly think the worse and slows down, tilting his head slightly.

a few seconds later, he shakes himself and follows drift.

8(]

[raceme]

[Aye still passed out. His paintjob is even graying a bit, stupid radiation.

Sentinel don't be cry :<]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[HEY LOOK THE EXIT SENTINEL AREN'T YOU EXCITED. They have a clear shot to it, too, apparently the critters decided to give them a break or they're regrouping or something, who knows. Who cares.

Drift grabs Sentinel by the arm, intending to help him along. He only helps for a few steps before falling flat on his face just short of the exit and

just laying there.

Sorry Sentinel. Good luck with two useless losers.]