USH'S MATRIX GAME- Zion play thread.

"Rargh?" Barb yelps, jumping out of the way and Shoving two of the Chairs into the path of the Object.

OOC: Yeah, Good, but FAR too small. I'll see what you all think of mine, when it's done. I might just end up making a Pic on the Comp though.

Helios lunges out of the way, yelling a profanity as he does so, and lands on top of a chair, which slips out from under him, leading him to another obscenity, and a very large bump on the head.

Burn Dives to the side, and attempts to land on top os San as he moves.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Dallas has ARRIVED!"

Balder looks over at Burn, and yells, "Watch out, your going to land on San you idiot!"

"Waddaya mean 'Dallas has arrived'?" Helios inquired, not quite sure what was going on. He had heard Dallas was looney, but he didn't think that he would go to this extreme, endangering the well-being of potential crew members of the Shez and Persepolis.

Firewall lunged up off his ass, joined Barb in slowing the object down by throwing chairs in it's path to slow it's charge.
He then got into his head to act, ran behind it and tried to grab hold of something upon it's surface, even with his size it only served to slow it a little, dislocating one of his fingers in the process.

"Out of my way!" San shouted, trying to get out of the way of both Burn and the giant killer ball of metal doom.

The object plunges into the chairs, scattering them mere nanoseconds after you guys have gotten out of the way into various piles of people, before bouncing again and skittering to a halt against the far wall, where it sparks somewhat.

It looks like a (now battered) simulatiom module.

"Hey, err," comes a loud Texan voice from up the stairs. "You folks down below might want to look out for that."

"A lil late for that Cap' But everyone's fine!"

"Could've given us more warning..." He grumbled, popping his finger back into place with an audible pop, his eyelid twitched from the pain, nothing more.

nvm

Balder gets up and wipes himself. He mubles to himself, "Thanks for the warning, half-ass loony".

Helios rubs his head and helps himself up with a chair. He mutters some choice words about the captain, tries to fix his hair, and straighten his clothes.

Cracking his Neck, Barb mumbles a few expletives. Then proceeds to drag a seat back to his former spot, and sits.

"Lovely entrance there..."

"Rivals shoot at us with an Uzi".

Striding into the room now comes Dallas. He's a tall man., not massively muscular but VERY sturdy, short cropped blonde hair and a continuous air of being three steps ahead in time of where everyone else is.

"Who the hell designs the handles on those goddamn things anyway? Now... WAIT!" He sticks out a warning hand towards the simulator.

"Nobody make any sudden movements. Everyone... carefully... step back from that thing..."

Barb Raises an Eyebrow, but continues sitting.

Falcon takes his spot back against the wall and watches the spectacle, eyebrows raised.

Helios has a seat a few chairs away from the "thing" and smirks wondering what's going to happen.