old man moomba

A rift opened in the G.U.E.S.S HQ, and hundreds of craft spilled out, returning to their racks. Three large battleships cruised in afterwards, and landed in massive support cradles, next to the other two ships still docked. As his ship settled in, Dwig smiled, it was good to be home. He looked around the room he was in. Although, maybe room was a stretch, considering the fact that it could fit five battleships comfortably. Workers swarmed over the storage racks, inspecting, repairing, and refueling. Other workers had boarded the battleships, and were preforming repairs. Soildiers marched in formation, or stood in ranks, preparing for deployment. Dwig Pushed himself up to a catwalk, and landed lightly. He walked to the elevators and rode to the G.U.E.S.S Command Center. It was time for a debrief.

Dwig stood, watching the bombardment with a pensive expression on his face. "You know, from far away, war is beautiful.But then you get close, and see the people, and the blood. And you realize that war is only beautiful if you can't look close enough."

The craft got the order to fire, and layed in with gusto.. Molten metal, plasma blasts, missles, bullets, bombs, lasers, cold fusion bursts, spikes, blades and nails were all launched at the Phioenix.

A massive rift opened in the airspace above Oasis, and hundreds of craft poured out. Three battleships, two hundred fighter wings, along with about fifty bombers with escorts. All of the craft formed up, and targeted the Phoenix, but waited to fire until ordered.

He heard the plan, then set up the tracker. Once he had finished, he saw that the man had dissapeared. He checked the HUD map and saw the icon blink forward at an incredible speed.

I live in Oregon, we don't much snow here, we might this year. Fingers crossed.

Dwig nodded, "I always keep stuff like that around, you never know when you need it." he reached down into his boot and pulled a small cylinder from a slot there. He handed it to the man. "It should track on my helmet HUD but I can reroute it if need be."

Dwig mused for a second, "Quite a few. Why, you don't think we might just be able to blast the bird to death?"

A group of transport shuttles chose that moment to arrive, blasting AC/DC's "Thunderstruck" out of their external speakers. Dwig waved for everyone who still could to get on the shuttles. Groups of people started to board, and Dwig smiled with relief. Further casualties minimized, he turned back to the group. "What's the plan, then?"

The man contiued to smile and took a sip of salsa

Dwig nodded "So, we have bit more time than I thought, which means I can call some help in." He touched his hand to his helmet's temple and began speaking rapidly in jargon, contacting the G.U.E.S.S Air Corps, and requesting that 200 troop transport shuttles come to Oaisis as soon as they were scrambled.

A doorknob appeared, then a door grew around it. A man wearing mask emblazoned with a dramtic smiling face walked out, flashed his Salsa Club badge, and nodded to Mac before taking out some saksa, pouring into a cup and taking a long drink. "Most of the Club drinks salsa out of the jar, but I never found it easy. Anyone want salsa?"

Dwig tapped a few buttons on his wrist, and the ships warped away. He looked to Max and the Lifeless. "It seems we may be reponseible for the safety of the whole city. I say we evac the population, but I'm open to suggestions on how." @I think I am here. @Cyanic

Rick knelt, sword stabbed into the ground in front of him, head bowed as if in prayer. He looked up, seeing the bodies surrounding him. He stood, face grim with determination, and yanked the Blade out of the ground. He dragged it behind him, walking towards Max. Looking about him, he saw several people standing, but only one stood tall, as if they were unharmed by the mental attack. The figure wore power armor, and had a Shardblade across his shoulder. He walked up to the man. "You'ra Hellbent's goon, yeah?" Rick questioned "The G.U.E.S.S guy" The man nodded once. "Soo, you wanna go see who Rioted us before?" The man nodded again and the pair walked up to where Max was laying on the ground with Hellbent standing over him.The man spoke, finally. "Hellbent, are you okay?" @Badadah

@JacobClaessen

I hope beyond hope that we have snow this year again.

But then upgraded, as a grant had just come in from the People who Give Random Grants.

@Badadah

Except for Dwig, who was wearing a beanie. He saw Ciera, on her knees, sobbing. He panicked and ran over to her, picking her up and Pushing up onto the G.U.E.S.S battleship. He landed on the deck and carried Ciera inside. He took her to an empty cabin and laid her out on the bed, then ran to the armory, throwing off his duster, and donning his power armor. He grabbed a plasma rifle, two pistols, and a ceramic combat knife. He ran back up onto the deck and jumped off the side of the ship, ~~~~ Rick fed off of the wave of insanity, taking it in, savoring it. 'Well, are you ready to use me now' said the voice, now residing inside the Tenth Blade. Yes, Rick thought back. It's time, He smiled widely and jumped into the crowd, slamming the Blade through random people.

Rick snickered, "That is kind of the point, you realize."

Rick scratched his chin, "You megalomania is beginning to annoy me. I implore you to stop before my genial attitude becomes no more than a facade."

Rick laughed "I WAS RIGHT, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" He calmed down, "As you can see, I'm a little insane"