Log:Ultra-Humanite - Nigeria, Scene 1

Ultra-Humanite - Nigeria 2005/03/12 	 Blitzkrieg Coyote Dark Horse Eleven Random Factor Steel Syphon Ultra-Humanite

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Background: Several of you have been investigating a research program that proported to be close to developing an Eternal Youth serum. Applicants were screened at the Free Clinic on Harrisburg Lane, then... disappeared. Some digging revealed that they seemed to be going to Nigeria, where the main research center was (called the Maat Research Center).

Syphon

This man stands about five and a half feet tall, but is quite shocking to look at. He looks like a character from a horror movie...like "Jacob's Ladder". He has no hair to speak of...no eyebrows, or hair on his head, or even on any part of his body that's currently visible. His skin is a bleached white color, and his eyes are solid white, like someone removed the pupils. His mouth, nose and ears have been covered by skin, giving his face a look like he's always wearing a mask made up of his own skin. His voice is muffled a little bit by the skin over it.

His clothing makes him look like a ghost or spirit, almost. He's currently wearing a solid white outfit. It has a V-neck and no sleeves, his arms only covered by white leather bands that are bracer-like in appearance. There's a matching white belt, and similar bands around his shins and ankles, leading to his matching boots. The outfit seems a bit thick, like it might have some kevlar in it, or some equivalent. Additionally, there's a silver armband just below his right bicep. Lastly, the only symbology is on the right side of his chest. Five arrows meeting at a point, and a sixth leading away from that point, across his chest.

Fortitude

At slightly under seven feet tall, Fortitude is a sight to behold. He is a large superhero, a holy brick. His massive muscular body will make any body builder envious. His whole body is covered in a golden yellow body suit. Across his chest is a large emblem of a pure white Holy Cross. A white belt is around his waist and his hands and feet sport pure white gloves and boots. He looks like a holy avenger from heaven. A modern day angel with no wings. His face is covered with a golden helm with a white cross in the middle. The horizontal part of the cross has eye slits and the vertical part of the cross makes way for nose and mouth. When looking at Fortitude from the back you can see a large extended white Holy Cross. The horizontal component of the cross extends out to the back of his arms all the way to the white gloves. The vertical component extents up to the top of his helm and down to his waist. If Fortitude were to hold out his arms, it would seem like, from a distance, that he was cruxified.

One anomoly about Fortitude is that he under the eyeslits you can see a pair of round spectacles with a green tint.

When Fortitude speaks, his voice is that of an holy echo. Some people might mistake it as a voice of an avenging angel or god himself.

In parallel, several heroes were also investigating the attempted theft of a substance called tripolylazurite by a robot (TPL is used in genetic manufacturing and, in at least one instance, seemed to grant immortality). The Robot escaped empty-handed with the aid of Mr. Hide, a supervillain know to work with the (presumed) desceased Dr. Jackal.

Further investigation of the Clinc was interupted when Mr. Hide intervened there, and revealed that he was actually the Ultra-Humanite, having transferred his brain into Mr. Hide's body as part of a pact with Dr, Jackal. Mr. Hide's brain was in fact now being used to control the Ultra-Bot, the robot that tried to steal the TPL. The heroes were driven off and teh Humanite and Ultra-Bot fled to Nigeria.

Investigating deeper, the heroes found that the villain organization HELIX was a probable illicit source of TPL, and may have entered into an unholy alliance with Dr. Jackal and the Ultra-Humanite. Knowing they must face the Humanite and Ultra-Bot, as well as whatever Dr. Jackal has become, along with the Humanite's Zom-Bots, Dr. Jackals Mutated Mosnters, and quite possibly highly trained HELIX super-agents, the heroes sought help.

Many heroes answered the call, as did Starguard. Currently the heroes and a latoon of SG Commandos are enroute to Nigeria aboard a SG sub-Orbital drop ship. The plan is for the agents to assault the complex from outside, drawing off the Agents, Zom-Bots and Monsters. Then the heroes smash directly in through the roof and take out the villains. The drop ship alarm sounds as it begins its descent from orbit...

Eleven seems calm enough. He checks his ammo, his gun as he awaits action.

Syphon looks...sullen. He hasn't said one word on the trip so far. He places his fist in his other hand, and leans his chin on his hands as he sits thinking.

Steel looks around, impressed by the number of heroes gathered in one place, and a little concerned that SG have felt the need to do so. "Hey, RF, who's in charge on this jamboree?"

Fortitude is amazed by the flight and is looking out the windows. He seems mezmorized.

Random Factor says, "Well, it was Eleven here that recruited me. It's his and Horse's show, they seem to know the most about it."

Coyote raises an eyebrow as the alarm sounds and the ship starts to drop through the atmosphere, then comments with a wry chuckle, "Ya know, this whole dropping from orbit in a fancy tincan to deal with evil monsters kinda reminds me of this movie I once saw when I was a kid. I believe it was called Aliens. Here's hoping our luck is a little better than theirs."

Steel nods. "Okay, Eleven, what are our RoE?"

Dark Horse tests his equipment quietly, looking up, "Eleven knows more than I do, honestly." He chuckles.

Eleven looks over to Steel, "RoE? What do you mean?"

Steel says, "Rules of Engagement. You want them alive or what?""

Blitzkrieg sits silently, rarely even moving. Maybe he's a robot, too.

Eleven shakes his head, "Alive... Im not sure if you can even consider what they've done to each other.. if you can call them alive. Humanite is hard core but seems to like to talk.. If we can get him and Jackal to not trust each other.. That might be best."

Random Factor says, "What's your priority? Is this a rescue mission? Search and destroy? If we arrest them, do you have enough to convict, and will Nigeria extradite?"

Eleven adds, "We have two priorities. Rescue those who were tricked into giving their lives to those scum bags and are still alive and to take Jackal, Humanite and Hide out. Im not sure how we will achieve that though.."

The SG Captain speaks up, "This is a SG mission, so we trump any local concerns. You capture those bastrads, and we'll take it from there."

Dark Horse says, "Humanite's a dead shot...and his pistol is...large. But he's strong too now. I couldn't hurt him at all, personally."

Eleven nods in agreement with Dark Horse. "I read that in the past some of Humanite's creations were susceptible or vulnerable to electrical attacks.. Not sure if he fixed that up now.. "

Fortitude is still watching the descent but takes in all the words with his ears.

Coyote shrugs and looks over at Dark Horse, "Then ya don't hurt him 'personally'. Ya meet a villain too tough to take on alone then ya use teamwork, sonny."

Sally sneaks over to Random Factor trying to avoid getting into the sight line of Steel and whispers, "Hi. don't suppose you just happen to have along some old Wolfguard gear and a mentalist who can break my mind control?"

Syphon seems to be a bit tuned out, still. He glances out the window.

Blitzkrieg says, "Do you want to divide into teams then? A strike team and a search and rescue?"

Dark Horse looks over to Coyote, "I had to take him on. My delaying tactic may have saved his life." He thumbs toward Eleven.

Eleven tells everyone, "Don't worry about my life. I don't die.. that easily. No matter how my condition is.. But maybe the girls can look for people to save while the rest of us fight? A mental attacking or magical illusionary type of attack might be better. We already know from first hand experience that a direct hit doesn't really hurt those guys..."

A klaxon sounds and the Captain speaks. "Commandos! Get ready to jump. Give us 5 minutes to get their attention heroes, then do what you have to. Ad Astra per aspera!"

Random Factor whispers back "I've got the armor for ya, but no mentalist. And not so sure I'd WANT to do that anyways. We arrest people, not kill 'em. No matter HOW much they deserve it. But, if yer Mum sees ya in the armor... ya may blow yer chance for thast undercover job you were working on. Your choice."

The drops ship lurches to a halt as it fires its breaking thrusters, the drop hatch opens and the Commandos leap out into the night.

Coyote grins under his mask, "Trickery, hmm? I might be able to lend a hand with that". He gestures swiftly with his hand, and suddenly a second Coyote appears to be sitting in the seat next to him.

Steel straightens up on hearing Eleven's words and starts looking around, "Girls? What girls? Sally? Joanna? Oh hell we're here. Stay in the plane, girls. That's an ORDER!"

Eleven grins to Coyote, "Perfect.. I like your style Coyote."

Eleven blinks and then shrugs. "Sorry Steel, My bad. I thought you brought them here to be part of the fun."

Syphon shakes his head, clearing the cobwebs. He mutters something about "....back here..." He then tries to smile, and looks over toward the group, trying to pay more attention.

Random Factor says, "Now if you could come up with a platoon or two more..."

Fortitude goes over to Sally And Joanna to tell them to behave and stay put. He gives them big hugs and promises that he make sure that Steel will return.

Random Factor says, "Ok, who needs help withthe drop?"

The Maat Center is a large, squat building far from any other civilization. The Commando move in and begin firing. Within seconds shots are returned from the building as mutates, zom-bots and HELIX agents swarm to the defense. The drop ship banks sharply to avoid shots and dives towards the roof. The pilot speaks over the intercom "Maat Research Center. Villains, Lingerie and Evening wear, top floor! This is your stop heroe!"

Steel draws a amber fletched arrow and nocks it to her bow. "Well it's a nice day for a stroll. Anyone coming?" and makes her way outside.

Coyote dismisses his illusionary self with another wave of his hand and nods at Random Factor, "Well, I for one go splat real good when falling from great heights."

Steel stops as she belatedly realises the drop-ship hasn't landed yet, and waits.

The drop hatch is still open, as the drop ship hovers 1" (2,) above the roof. "Hurry on up, they have anti air defenses."

Dark Horse heads over to the hatch, and hops out, landing on the roof...clearing out of the way for the others.

Blitzkrieg stands. "Ladiez... it'z time!" And then the steps out the door.

Random Factor nods and sinks through the floor.

Steel steps out at the second attempt.

Coyote quickly stands from his seat and bounds towards the hatch, "Of course, this isn't exactly a death-defying leap" he chuckles as he leaps out through the opening, landing in a crouch on the roof.

Syphon jumps out, as well, not bothering to crouch. He looks around.

Fortitude leaps out when there is enough space to allow him through.

Jack wonders if he could grab a SG weapon to use before he needs his own weapon before leaping out.

Steel scans the roof, switching to IR on her second quick look around as she searches for visible threats.

Eleven shakes his head and heads out after everyone else.

Once everyone is out the drop ship rockets back up into the sky. The roof is a large, almost featureless flat surface except for a skylight

Dark Horse says, "Heads up, people. Expect that they already know we're on the roof. Humanite's security systems are top notch."

Eleven chuckles, "At least they didn't blast us out of the sky."

Random Factor squints in thought for a moment and quickly flies back to the ship. He nods to the girls, then to a locker and mutters a combination, then flies ack out and lands with the others again. "Almost forgot my lucky rabit's foot."

Steel says, "Someone want to open up a way through this roof? Somebody that doesn't have to expend ammo maybe."

Syphon strides over toward the skylight, "Through the glass? I can try to draw their fire."

Fortitude volunteers to punch through the glass.

Random Factor says, "OR..."

Random Factor desolidifies and steps through the door, looking to unlock it.

Fortitude chuckles. "That works too, I hope"

Coyote says, "Handy guy to have around if you ever lock your keys in your car."

Eleven looks around trying to see if there are cameras or anything interesting at the current location.

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Random Factor says, "Then again... we can just do it the old-fashioned way..."

Random Factor says, "Anybody got a rock?"

Fortitude asks out loud, "Oooh look at that bubbling tank.. I wonder what that is.. His scientific curiosity getting the better of him. Still want me to punch through?"

Syphon smiles, "Alright...Fort...go ahead and smash it. I'll draw fire. That'll give hte rest of you time to hit them hard. And I'll get powered up at the same time."

Coyote says, "Alright. Someone smash through this thing. When the glass breaks I'll throw up an illusion of some Starguard commandos rapelling down into the room. Might draw some attention so the rest of you can get them by surprise when you attack."

Fortitude nods. "Alright? Ready?"

Syphon nods.

Steel slides the amber fletched arrow back into her quiver and nocks a red feathered arrow in its place.

Fortitude raises his gloved fist and smashes through the glass! *SMASH!*

A large 9" x 10" room. (see map at http://pages.cthome.net/sf/lab.gif). There are doors at A5, F1, and 9I. In the center of the room is a strange tble with a man strpped to it. On one side (D5-D6) is large machine that seems to be pumping and micxing fluids of some sort. In E4 are a number of barrels of tripolylazurite (explosive, biohazard) with tubes running into the pumping machine. in F5 is a control panel/sensor panel hooked up to the table. A chair is located next to the table in F6.

One wall (I1-I6) is dominated by 6 person-sized fluid-filled tubes in which is suspended a person hooked up to some sort of life support system. Steps lead up to the tubes in H1-H6. The control system for the tubes is in H7-I8. A massive view screen dominates the wall from C10-G10. Beneath the screen is a long bank of controls, computers etc. A large cgair is in E10. There is a row of cabinents and work benches covered in various scientific paraphenelia from A6-A9.

There is a larger clear cylindrical tank in B3 (and partially in the surrounding hexes. Within the tank floats an odd mutlihues protoplasmic mass that writhes and twists. The tank is connected to teh pumping machine by a large reinforced tube that runs along the ground. A controlsystem/monitor for the tank is in A1-C1.

Fortitude tries to land as close as he can to the Hide Bot (D-2?)

Eleven tries to land as close to the lab table as possible, (E-3?)

Steel is going to test Hide-Bot's armor. As soon as she gets a clear shot from up on the roof through the smashed skylight she draws her bow and fires.

Syphon lands next to Fortitude...(D2). He looks around briefly.

Dark Horse doesn't jump down himself, moving around the skylight to E1, crouching down to try to get a view of the rest of the interior.

Eleven yells at no on in particular, "Look there are people hooked up to some system.. We need someone who knows about these systems to get them out.."

Coyote raises an eyebrow as people start dropping through the skylight before he can get his distraction illusion going, "Ah, the impetuosness of youth, he chuckles", then gestures quickly with his hands and... fades from sight! // Invisibility to N-Ray Vision and Sight Group. No fringe.

Fortitude grumbles to Coyote, "Sorry Sir, I thought you could mask our entry down.. "

Random Factor steps into a defensive stance as he seems to "bulk up" a bit.

Dark Horse glances down into the room, waiting for the time being.

Syphon looks around the room for another target, in addition to the Hide-Bot. "Alright...everyone surrender! You're hopelessly outnumbered!"

Ultra-Humanite

A huge figure of a man, about eight feet tall. His skin is rough and wrinkled like a rhino's, but pinkish in color. A brimmed hat sits on his head, mostly covering his blond hair. Beneathe his beetled brow lie bright blue eyes, almost lost in the folds of skin. He wears a well-tailored grey suit, and black tassled loafers. His hands are huge and ridged with layers of horny skin. A slight bulge is noticeable under the suit jacket, by his left arm. When he speaks, it is in a smooth cuotured baritone.

Blitzkrieg watches, waiting to see who blinks first.

Hide-Bot

A shining chrome and cobolt figure, nearly 7' tall. It is vaguely human-shaped, with a small featureless ovoid head, large powerful hands, broad chest, and heavy pod-like feet. Clearly mechanical in design, it evinces tremendous strength. The modelling is sleek and stylishish, giving it a sinister almost streamlined look.

Random Factor says, "You REALLY might wanna do like the man says and surrender... unless you want me to ignite these cannisters of TPL here. I mean, I'm sure you'd survive it Humanite, and you Bot here. Most of us would... but I imagine you lab and what you have floating in those tubes wouldn't be so lucky. Or shoot me. But if you miss...// PRE attack 6d6, then hold for results."

Ultra-Humanite steps out from behind the machinery and levels his pistol at Random, "Is this your response? Swarm me with gnats? And you wouldn't dare, or do you value the lives of my test subjects so little, 'Hero'?" He fires... (now in G8)

The shot goes wide even as Random Factor alters his phase.

Coyote frowns under his mask as the villain seems unconcerned with the heroes' threats. Quickly he makes some magical gestures again, calling on the coyote spirit to create an illusion while remaining invisible himself. As he finishes the gestures a _huge_ silvery mechanical behemoth drops through the skylight, landing on the floor below looking like some kind of advanced armor or a robot of some kind as a distorted voice calls out from it, "Lay down your arms or this Starguard T.H.R.E:A.T. unit will be forced to upen fire".

Coyote thinks. o O (Let's see if they're gullible or not.)

Random Factor leans over to Steel and whispers: "Who zayz vhe kan't hoort him? I'ff done it bevore. Vhat zay vhe try it togezzer, on tree?" OOC Waiting right before the end of segment to use helds together...

Ultra-Humanite sneers, "Such inferior toys are irreleveant!"

Eleven moves up to the lab table trying to get a good look at who's on there and see what equipment there is

Steel glances down to make sure she has an overall tactical awareness of the situation in the lab, then she draws her bow and sights on the neck joint of Hide-Bot, reasoning that articulated joints generally have to be weaker than solid plates, and releases the red fletched shaft.

Steel shrugs and reaches for another arrow from her quiver, muttering, "Next time..."

The arrow hits the holding tank, but it holds firm.

Fortitude realizes is battle now and goes to attack the bot. He goes for a hard hitting punch.. hopefully.

The Hide-Bot staggers and falls

Blitzkrieg Sees an opening as the bot falls and takes his shot.//10d6 EB OCV/DCV 8.

The tank is cracked slightly

Blitzkrieg says, "Ommmm... it vazn't me?"

Dark Horse says over the radio..."Is that stuff explosive?"

Hide-Bot clambers to its feet and scans the various targets, settling on Blitzkrieg. A purplish beam of light shoots forth from its head

Blitzkrieg speaks into the radio: "Hard to tell. It'z not LABLED..."

Blitzkrieg staggers back, seeing images of his family's death. "Nein! NEIN!"

The Protoplasmic blob writhes and shimmers, pulsing with odd colors.

Syphon starts to move around the table to get Ultra-Humanite's attention, "If you think RF is beneath you...try taking me on, you two-bit wannabe."

Ultra-Humanite laughs, "I should care what a freak like you thinks. You look liek one of the dear Doctors pets."

Syphon growls at the Humanite's comment, and starts to break into an all out run toward the man.

Eleven looks up suddenly, "So you think the Doctor and his pets are freaks too, huh? You never were going to do as you promised isn't that true, Humanite? You took his grand creation to your own.."

Fortitude shakes his head. "Argh! Something in the tank.. that blob is trying to control my mind! Someone help me!!"

Dark Horse attaches his swingline to the far side of the skylight, and swings down, arcing toward the machine. He lands in C4, crouching to take a look at the machinery...leaving his cable to the roof hanging down.

Eleven raises his gun and shoots a bullet at the tank (not at the blob, just the tank lower end so fluid will drain out if a hole appears..)

A spidery trace of cracks spread over the tank. The blob writhes frantically and backs away from the glass

Dark Horse continues to try to keep low...keeping a low profile. No point in becoming a target. He looks for a way to shut off the machinery which is injecting into the hapless victim. It's best to keep Dr. Jackal without a body, he thinks...

Eleven grins as the blob scoots back. "You'd better surrender or I'll blast that tank open.."

Syphon breaks into an all-out run at UH's taunting, lowering his shoulder, attempting to charge right through the huge man.

Ultra-Humanite chuckles and deftly sidesteps Syphon's maddened attack.

Syphon misses, stepping past UH, growling, "I'm going to break you!"

Ultra-Humanite smirks, "My, my, did I hit a nerve? Become my servant, and I'll put that brain of your's in a prettier body."

Blitzkrieg jumps through the skylight but starts to hover instead of landing. He takes a blast at UH's back and then screams "YOO! YOO are in charge here! Yoo vill NOT do dot again yoo baztard!"

Syphon pauses as he spins back around toward UH. He looks at the table with the person on it...and the machinery, and then back to UH. He looks...stunned at the realization.

Eleven yells to Syphon, "Don't trust him Dorian. You know better than to be tempted by him."

Syphon looks back to Eleven...with kind of a pained expression. He doesn't say anything.

Ultra-Humanite snarls as he's struck in the back and blasted into Syphon, carrying them both into the monitor screen (G10). Both fall.

Syphon gets knocked back into the screen with U-H...sparks flying. He's not coherent enough to try to keep his feet. He ends up hitting the floor still looking dazed...but his body has started to glow dimmly.

Random Factor hears 11scream and responds. "You like to play with people's minds, eh? Lert's see how you likebeing played with!" Then, being desolid already, he crosses to the vat with the blob in int, stepping right through the sides, and thrusts his desolid arm inside it. He then begins to solidify it...

The blob flails about feebly, but its hard to terll how hurt it is. Its vibrates, creating a 'voice' <>

Eleven grins and tells the blob, "Surrender now or your dead blob, Jackal!"

Blitzkrieg says, "Give up now or the "blob" bites it! I got no qualms with offing some godless, monster blob!"

Ultra-Humanite gets back to his feet, "Ignor hime Hide-Bot! Take out that StarGuard Robot!". He glowers at Blitz, "You are a nuissance I'll swat personally. " He fires at Blitz...

The shot glances harmlessly off the Lufthero's armor

Blitzkrieg as the shot richochets off his armor, it does little to improve his mood!

Coyote decides it's time to get a little closer to the action and quickly leaps through the skylight to the floor below, using his acrobatic skills to try to avoid damage.

Coyote,who is very visible indeed falls directly on his old, wrinkly behind as he lands, wincing audibly. Fortunately he's still quite conscious and gestures quickly with his hand. Almost immediately the SG bot lumbers towards Hide-Bot, aiming a massive swing of the metal fist at the construct... And missing as it calls out in a monotone, "You are in violation of international law. And your boss is butt ugly."

Eleven aims a shot at the weapon in the humanite's grasp. "You got the blob under control.. right, RF?"

Random Factor says, "Sure doesn't SEEM like he's in the mood to mess with anyone elses mind..."

Eleven frowns, "Just make sure! Damnit RF!" *Blam!*

Ultra-Humanite looks vaguely annoyed as his gun gets destroyed

Steel can guess where U-H is from the sounds but he's out of sight, so she figures on helping that SG battle robot deal with Hide-Bot. oO(That's a cool machine, I wonder where SG hid it on the drop ship?) Having an arrow nocked she shoots.


 * plink*

Steel watches the arrow bounce off. oO(Mmm... Could be tricky!)

Fortitude goes to grab a hold of Hide in the bot so he can't help Jackal out. "Come over here big fella..."

Fortitude threatens the blob, "Alright, I'm going to knock this tank open with HIde-bot if you don't surrender now!"

Hide-Bot doesn't seem unduly harmed

Dark Horse continues to stay low, running around the machinery, to the control panel. He attempts to shut off the pump mechanism, when he gets there.

Hide-Bot howls (the first sound you've heard it make) and thrashes around

Dark Horse smiles as the control panel indicates that it's shut down. He looks to the person on the table, "I'll get you out of there...just hang on."

Hide-Bot breaks free.

Eleven cautions Dark Horse, "Watch out for Humanite.."

Ultra-Humanite looks for a convenient missile and grabs Syphon...

Syphon continues looking stunned...looking from person to person...saying quietly..."I could be human again...I could." He looks...hopeful. Until he's grabbed.

.. and hurls him at Blitzkrieg...

Eleven yells at the blob, "Jackal, make him stop or I'm going to blast that tank open.."

Blitzkrieg almost seems to look... SURPRISED, until he goes down like a bag of wet cement.

Syphon hits the ground...still looking a bit dazed...but then he glares down toward U-H. His body is glowing much more brightly now after the impact.

Dark Horse starts to unstrap the victim...hoping to help get the unfortunate soul out of the way.

Random Factor starts fishing his arm around inside the blob. "Let's see if I can find the "off" button..."

Coyote gets to his feet, grumbling something under his breath then gestures at Ultra Humanite, trying to make the control gestures for the illusion seem like he is indicating the big villain as he calls out, "T.H.R.E.A.T. Unit, new priority target Ultra-Humanite. Lethal force is authorized". The Illusory robot turns away from Hide-Bot and lumbers towards the Humanite, picking up speed as it responds in monotone, "Acknowledged. Target priority switched. Locked on ugliest organic being in area." // Half move to stand up. Control the illusion.

Ultra-Humanite looks miffed, "It seems all I've heard about these 'computer programmer' people and their low sense of humor is acurate. No matter."

Eleven sees that the huge SG T.H.R.E.A.T. is going to deal with Humanite so he tries to help with the Hide-bot. He tries to take a shot at the head area of the bot after moving closer and getting a better angle

The shot punches through the head armor, but seems to have little effect

Eleven frowns as the shot seems to have little effect. He looks around for electric cord or something of that nature.

The arrow clangs off the sturdy metal skin of the Hide-Bot

Fortitude again tries to grab a hold the Hide bot, for it seems to be limiting its actions.

Fortitude tries to crush the Hide-Bot into submission again.

Hide-Bot struggles listly

The blob writhes weakly, then speaks again, loudly <>, pauses, and speaks again <>

The blob then disipates into the surrounding fluid.

Ultra-Humanite drops to his knees clutching his chest, "Wha--"

Random Factor says, "Ummmm... I didn;t do that..."

Eleven asks Random Factor, "What the hell happened?" Oh like its his fault! Sure blame the SG hero, jack.

Coyote raises an eyebrow under his mask, "Interesting", he mutters to himself.

Dark Horse tries to help the victim up, and move them out of harm's way, back around the machine...headed for the door. (The one in F1).

Random Factor says, "I wish I know... I'm guessing he was more powerfull than UH thought, and was pissed he wasn't helping."

Syphon looks at U-H...and loses his (weak) grip on his current mental state...standing up...and then growling again as he leaps toward U-H. He slams into the villain at the end of the leap. He's completely out of control at this point. Not giving any quarter...not holding back at all...despite U-H's weakened condition.

Blitzkrieg wakes with a start and looks around despirately. "Oh, ZOORE! I take VONE little nap and yoo haff all de foon mitowt me!"

Coyote continues to direct the illusiory bot to charge at the staggered Ultra Humanite. Just as it's about to slam into the villain, distracting him from other heroes, it suddenly bursts into a shower of smiley faces whith a loud "PTHBBBBT" sound and a mocking call from Coyote, "You're not only ugly, big guy. You're gullible too."

Fortitude looks flustered as the Hide Bot teleports from his grasp.

Eleven wanders over to the wall of people sized fluid filled tubes and wonders how to get the people out. . o O (Damn it! They always get away..)

Dark Horse gets the victim outside..."Hopefully you should be safe here. Well, safer. I'll keep an eye on you, and we'll get you evacced."

Random Factor looks around warily. That CAN'T be ALL...

Fortitude asks Random Factor, "What happened to the blob? What's left in the tank?"

Steel drops into the lab through the skylight looking around for possible threats, a little bemused by the events of the last few seconds.

Syphon continues slamming his fists into the Humanite...THOOM...THOOM...until the Humanite stops moving...and once more after he does. He then lashes out by picking up the chair by the view screen, and throwing it through the (already partially broken) screen.

Eleven looks around for a way to get the people out of the tubes.

Syphon finally looks around...looking exhausted...and with a look of hopelessness. He drops to his knees, puts his hands over his face...and starts crying quietly.

Eleven uses the controls to try to get the people out safely from the tubes.

Random Factor says, "Well... ME!"

Fortitude nods to Random Factor and suggests, "Maybe you should get some answers out of Humanite.." The holy one goes to see if Syphon is alright.

Coyote calls out to Eleven, "Can you gather the people in one area? I'd like to do a medical check on them after I check the Humanite to see if he's still alive here."

Syphon doesn't really respond to Fortitude. He's totally overcome by emotions...muttering something to himself.

Eleven nods to Coyote, "Alright." He helps the people out and get them in one place.

Fortitude pats SYphon on the back. "You ok? hey.. um.."

Coyote frowns as he examines the big villain, then looks up and adresses the others, "It appears the Humanite has suffered a stroke, though I can't be sure without proper medical equipment. We're gonna need a med-evac for him."

Fortitude gulps behind his mask and just stands there awkwardly trying to support Syphon.

Eleven says, "What does that mean Coyote? He can't talk? He's become a vegatable or something?"

There's a brief flash of light as Fortitude pats Syphon on the back. Syphon looks up at Fortitude...finally getting a little more focused..."Fort...is that you?"

[To Random Factor] Eleven says, "How are the rest of the Starguard team doing? Damn, we needed that T.H.R.E.A.T..."

Dark Horse looks back inside the building, now that the fighting has stopped. "What's the word on the other prisoners?"

Fortitude nods to Syphon, "Hey... Man, you ok? I think you gave Humanite a Heart Attack.

Eleven shrugs to Dark Horse, "Not sure.. Coyote's going to check.."

Coyote shrugs, "Like I said, I can't really say for sure. Not here in the field. I would need access to hospital level resources. Run tests and so on to determine exactly what happened and how bad the damage is. Could be temporary. Could be he'll be drooling in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

Syphon mutters quietly..."Good...he deserved it." He doesn't look Fortitude in the face as he says it, though. He wipes his eyes, and chuckles nervously, "I lost it, didn't I? It's like the first time."

Eleven frowns. "Damnit.. Jackal that bastard.. Where could he have gone." Jack goes to look for clues.

Coyote says, "Right now he won't be doing any talking though, that's certainly not in question."

Dark Horse smiles, "I meant the ones we freed, not the ones we took."

Fortitude nods a little. "Well sort of.. Syphon.. We lost Jackal and Hide-bot though.."

Random Factor speaks into his SGG comm then replies. "Resistance seems to be breaking up, with no major casualties. And, I dunno how to tell you this, but there IS no SG T.H.R.E.A.T. .oO(YET!)

Blitzkrieg groans and forces his way to his feet.

Eleven looks for discs, papers, pdas, whatever that would have some clue.

Coyote stands up, finishing his examination of the Humanite and then moving over to the villain's prisoners, "Now, let's see how these fine people are", the former doctor says.

Fortitude tells Syphon, "I'm going to see if Blitzkrieg is alight. You going to be ok?"

Syphon stands up slowly, "Fort...you mind doing me a favor? I want to visit the site of that nuclear accident I was involved in before I leave the country. Think we can manage that?"

Fortitude nods to Syphon, "Sure. I guess.. But Our Transport is SG and that's Random Factor's business."

Syphon says, "I think it's only about a hundred miles away. If I have to, I'll walk it, and fly back later."

Eleven asks Steel, "See any clues or anything?"

Fortitude tells Syphon, "I can accompany you if its ok with you.."

Fortitude then goes over to check on Blitzkrieg.

Syphon nods, "I'd like that. I kind of wish Wasp were here to go, too. She always knew the right thing to say to me."

Steel shakes her head. "I'm a shooter not an investigator, Eleven. Not that my performance today would indicate that I admit."

Fortitude nods to Syphon with a smile under his mask. He goes to give Blitzkrieg a hand.

Eleven grins. "Right. A shooter. So you must have a good eye. Let's look around to find some clues.. I want to find out where Jackal and his pet went."

Dark Horse recovers his swingline. "So...they just bamfed out of here, right? Hmmm."

[To Eleven] Steel says, "Sure. Chances are it's long go but we can go look. I kind of wish I'd let the girls tag along. They weren't that dangerous after all."

Eleven nods to Dark Horse. "Yeah. I wonder what got Jackal to do that? Was it Random Factor?"

Coyote glances over at Dark Horse from his examination of the former prisoners and nods, "Looked that way. Damn shame. If they'd had the courtesy to walk I coulda tried to sniff 'em out."

Eleven cautions to Steel. "I dunno. I wouldn't want Ultrahumanite tossing Blitzkrieg at the girls. They could have used them as shields and I wouldn't know what to do then... And the mental stuff that Fortitude was saying Jackal was using.. Who knows what they could have done with the girls.. At least I wouldnt hesitate to shoot Fortitude if he turned on us." He gives the holy hero an evil grin.

Fortitude looks over to Eleven. "I heard that!"

Dark Horse shakes his head, "I think it was Humanite himself. He was just concerned about himself...not about Dr. Jackal. Jackal realized that Humanite wasn't going to do anything for him...and he was stuck without a body."

Steel smiles, "That's true. If the mental stuff had messed up their mind control we could have had a real problem on our hands."

Eleven ignores Fortitude for now. "True, But I wonder what he can do in that blob form. WHere did it go?"

Syphon rubs his head, walking over to the group, "Umm...I wanted to apologize to all of you. I was totally unprofessional about this today."

Coyote says, "Seems reasonable to me. Jackal is ticked off, so he decides to give Humanite a stroke and then cut his losses and run for it."

Eleven nods to Steel. "We were lucky that Jackal was smart enough to realize that Humanite was not an ally."

Dark Horse says, "Well...alliances among villains are usually only SO strong. Especially between two master villain types."

Fortitude smiles to Syphon, "Don't worry. You did a good job in helping out. I dont think any of us could stand up to Hide er humanite like you did."