Farbe An Anti-Terror Magical RP

[RareSecret]

GM

The head scientist watched everything that occurred through the one-way glass. The head scientist was slouched in his chair with a bored expression on face until all the prisoners were killed. "Who taught them about morals? How boring and meaningless." The head scientist thought.

The head scientist walked up to the mysterious set-up of technology to press one of the many button, and then spoke into thing that was a microphone but didn't look like one. "Thank you Blue and Orange. I would've liked it if you gave everyone else a chance to kill though. Then again, you challenged yourselves. That deservers a round of applause." He started to clap. The other two scientist still in the room clapped as well. The head scientist made sure to clap loud enough so the members of Farbe can hear it in the other room. "Brown and Green, after this group training don't be expecting anything good.

The head scientist took his finger off the button so the microphone wasn't running anymore. The head scientist turned to one of the remaining scientists in the room. "Make sure to prepare two of the experiments that we have been wanting to try. Give Brown the worst one," The head scientist ordered. "Also on that clipboard of yours, make sure to put that next time Brown is a target. He has really been crossing the line lately." With that, the scientist rushed out of the room leaving the head scientist and the other scientist left.

The scientist turned back on the microphone and leaned forward so he was close to the propped-up microphone. "Okay, Farbe. Like I said before, time for the monthly mock battles. Isn't this the best part of the month?" The scientist said in such a happy tone. It was like he was speaking to a child. "Now everyone against the wall except for Brown and Green. They are the first mock battle of the day. You know the rules. All you have to do is knock them off their feet so they are not standing any more. You don't have to injure them but if that's what gets them down. We will allow that."

The scientist returned to his chair. He slouched again. This time his expression wasn't a bored one. He had a slight smile of anticipation. Originally, Blue and White were suppose to fight first, but after the events that occurred, he felt that Brown and Green should have their planned battle earlier. "Make sure to write down everything." He ordered the last scientist in the room before the battle commenced.

 

[InfinitExel]

Gray, gray

Nodding softly to the HS, Gray was the first to get to the wall. It was rather mad from Blue and Orange taking all the kills, she concluded, as It kept attacking Its little prison and her mental shields for control over her, to the point of giving her a headache. She didn't submit to It of course, despite her partial want to kill a prisoner as well, it wouldn't end favorable for her if she did something in Its influence. Yes, it would prove to the scientists that she is slowly being driven to insanity but she couldn't see them helping her. The gray haired teen simple shook her armored head and observed the duo who went against their orders.

Better to get it all over with now than later and not agitate the HS and his cohorts. They know we're being watched, to disobey a command right now is a no no. It wasn't like it would prolong their innocence more. We aren't allowed to be innocent people unless it's like a infiltration job of some sort. It would be inevitable for them to kill, she had already gotten used to this from being here the longest, and mentally it would be safer for the children to learn that this job of theirs was kill or be killed, no matter how cruel it sounded. This was the fate handed to them in the end until they managed to break free from the shackles holding them down.

 

[Midnight Maiden]

Green, green

Green's anger had only been pushed further by what was going on around her. The children were obviously terrified and confused, and Blue and Orange..- Blue is only acting... she reminded herself, the way Blue reacted at first reminding her of this. But Orange... She seemed to enjoy it. That was just.. She forced the thought out of her mind before it could finish, shuddering. She had watched the two in utter horror, rage boiling in her entire being. But then again.. It had to be done. Someone had to do it, or they all would've been punished...

Suddenly, Green found herself remorseful of what she had done. What was she doing!? How could she be so stupid as to outright refuse what Farbe wanted? They always got what they wanted, in the end... So why had she even bothered trying to stop it? She'd seen the others try to defy Farbe before... She knew it never worked. And now? She would pay the consequences. Green only felt sick when the scientists applauded Blue and Orange... This was just disgusting. Outright cruel and inhumane.

Another shudder went through her at the next thing they said. Her heart sank, and her hands unclenched. She sighed heavily, moving away from where she'd made her stand as though that spot could give her the plague. But it couldn't. She'd never get that lucky.. No, she was cursed to live here in this hellhole till she sank to oblivion. She glanced at Brown, wishing desperately she could take the punishment for him; something she always found herself wishing she could do whenever any of her teammates got into trouble. Though, the scientists never let her; and she was cursed to watch helpless.

But this time.. It was her turn. Her turn to get into trouble, to find herself as part of the 'guilty' party. She'd made a stand, and so she would be punished.

But what the scientist said next.. She never would've expected.

She stared at the speaker with disbelief, horror welling up inside of her. Even though it wasn't clear on her face, any of her teammates that knew the slightest bit of info on her would know the mixed emotions flooding through her. Horror, dread, remorse, disbelief, anger... Too much for her to know how to sort. Her dark eyes were wide, and her left hand twitched slightly.

Taking a deep breath, the ravenette ran a hand back through her hair, trying to calm down. She was practically hyperventilating under the stress and other emotions that clouded her entire being, flooding her thoughts and distorting her ability to think straight. She tried to walk, to make her way to the middle of the room.. But her legs wouldn't cooperate. She was frozen; everything around her still living and breathing... While she was trapped; locked in a cage that stopped time and movement in her world. Was this a dream? A sick nightmare?

No. Moments later(that felt like ages to her), she managed a shaky step. Left. And another. Right. And another. Left. And next thing she knew, she stood near the center of the room, heart pounding as though it were going at a hundred beats a second, ready to burst right out of her chest. Which, she ultimately would've preferred over this. She felt as though she couldn't take in any air; gulping for Oxygen, yet, not managing to get it down to her lungs. She stood still and rigid as a statue, doomed to this damnable fate.

She hated this.. Hated the fighting. Hated the killing. It was pointless. In the end, no matter how much they killed or how much they fought.. There would always be more. More fights. More death. More destruction. Why couldn't they try something else..? In this moment, after the way she'd acted a mere few minutes ago... She started doing something else she knew wasn't allowed to do; questioning.

Sure, sure.. She'd had questions before, never to be asked. But now, she had other questions; when would this end? Would they ever escape this dreadful place? She didn't necessarily mind this facility before, and she still didn't entirely hate it.. But she was tired of this. This.. Mindless havoc Farbe shot at the colors. Unnecessary death, pointless fighting, rigorous training.. What was it for? There were always only more people they had to kill, in the end.

Green managed to push all the thoughts out of her head shortly after they came, after recalling the fact that some of her teammates could read minds. She needed to keep such thoughts out of her head.. For now, there was nothing she could do but wait. With each second, her dread increased. In all honesty, she fully intended to let Brown win. She knew how to act, of course; she'd fake fight, but nothing more. She refused to cause any more unnecessary harm; especially not to one of her only friends.

 

[Zadok shadows]

Brown took in all that the scientist had said. He could tell that both him and Green would be punished with experiments. This is what he was afraid would happen. Brown showed no caution for his own life. Perhaps it was because in a way he didn't want to live. Not if it meant he would not have his freedom, but he did care about the others, especially green. He would do what he could to take the punishment for her. He never wanted her to get hurt. He felt partially responsible for her outburst. If he didn't talk to her about rebelling perhaps she wouldn't of done it. All he could do was to make it right.

He was shocked when he was put up against green. He would of usually of fought with red, or grey, someone else. Though he could never of fought green. He could never see her as an enemy. She would always try to help them with their problems. Most of which brown felt responsible for. He wouldn't fight her. He could take what ever the scientist would have to punish him. He saw that Green was shaking and scared. Brown walked over to her and looked at her for a moment. He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her forehead. He looked her in the eyes. "It will be ok... you need to attack me. I can take anything. But I cant attack you. Please do this. its the only way to save either of us from getting into bigger trouble."

Brown took a few steps back. He kept his hands to his side with no attempt to attack. He just gave green a sadden smile. He knew that she didn't want to do this, but he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. He would take all the pain needed to keep her and everyone else safe.

 

[Sav]

Please alert me to grammatical errors and misspellings, also as far as Blue is concerned I read somewhere that it is believed that he's just pretending? Champagne knows that, but he's still disgusted. Just a heads up.​



Champagne. ​

Disgust. ​

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That one word could surmise exactly what he was feeling--disgust and bemusement. Champagne hadn't taken a single step since the prisoners were wheeled in, if anything he took several steps back--to watch the scene play out of course. He could feel it, feel the blood lust bubbling under Blue's skin, the hesitance of a few of the others, the senseless anger. They were expected to kill, to play with their food and to enjoy it. FARBE treated them like animals, and that's exactly what they all have become in one way or another, Blue was a prime example. Here he was--roaring and barking at those hesitant to kill, preaching about what fools they are, when in all reality he was a walking contradiction. Champagne wanted to laugh, to dig his nails into his scalp and just scream at the top of his lungs out of frustration. ​

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'No regard for Human life' Says the child who was about to execute 11 men, criminals--yes. But they were still human beings, punishment was always an option. But death? That was a last resort. What did Blue know about these men? About their crimes? For all he knew, one of these men could have a life sentence for killing someone who raped their child or slaughtered their family. Who is the monster then? The man in the orange jumpsuit, or the now dead criminal? ​

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Champagne could smell the fear practically seeping from the pores of the prisoners, it was pungent and tart and that wasn't enough he could see it in their eyes--almost taste it. This wasn't justice, this wasn't the right thing to do, this was murder...and no one cared. No one gave a damn, because some how they had been brainwashed into believing in this twisted sense of right and wrong. Then there was yellow, innocent yellow. A child with a front row seat to an execution. This was sick.​

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Mercy. ​

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Apparently, the tutors forgot to teach that ever important lesson, however it hadn't left Champagne completely. He couldn't save them--not without repercussions, but he could show them mercy. Champagne, leaned back against the cool wall and exhaled a long breath. He comforted the prisoners, lulled them into a haze of contentment, of drowsiness. Surrounded them with the feeling, replacing the fear easily. But the scent of fear still lingered, and Champagne realized that it was emanating from White and a few of the others. ​

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Champagne watched Blue and Orange. So fragile--their minds, so weak. Easily succumbing to the ministrations of Farbe, had they even put up a fight? Or maybe there was more? More that he simply couldn't see? They were human to him--maybe not to others, but to him? Their humanity engulfed them in flames of green, blue and silver--the colors of emotion. He saw them in their rawest form, just as he saw everyone else. They were no different, no better then trembling White, and numb red--no one was better than the other, they all had succumbed to blood lust at some point in their lives, it was inevitable. They were all monsters, from Blue to Yellow, they all had someone else's blood on their hands.​

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It was sad, so very sad.​

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However, Just as Champagne saw Blue, Blue saw him. Not that he minded--the majority of the time he could mask his emotions (What little there was) but now? He didn't bother, not that he particularity cared. He had nothing to hide.The room dropped in temperature, there were screams, and the colors of horror and fear spiked to all new levels and finally;​

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"Die."​

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Their damnation.​

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Oh the Anger. The volatile emotion wafted from Green, Gray and brown was heavy. It crackled in the air and Champagne swore he could hear it. He was sure that they were angry for all different reasons but it was so pungent. Hell, he could probably bottle it if he tried. And atop of that, punishments were being handed out left and right by the Head scientist, and then they were pitted against each other.​

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Like animals, Champagne has seen dog fights on the internet and television alike. However, this was labeled training, same activity just a different name. Suddenly, he was flooded with emotions, all of them apparently emanating from Green. His temple throbbed, and he pinched the bridge of his nose before pulling down his mental shields, it wouldn't let any emotions in or out. ​

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He couldn't shield his mind for long, just long enough for Green's emotional hurricane to die down.​

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This was a sick world--a world crafted and constructed by FARBE. But it was the world that they grew up in, raised and trained to be apart of. It was heart breaking--a physical pain, that brought no expression to his features, but tugged on his heart as he glanced around for Yellow. When his eyes fell upon the child, he mourned.​

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He mourned for innocence lost.​

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[Danger]

Oh she was so scared. Scared of what Blue could do. Scared of what was to become of them. Scared of what was going to happen to her.

All White wanted to do was curl up on her bed, surrounded by familiar walls, and pretend none of this was happening. She wanted to go home, or what she thought was home, and never see Farbe ever again. Or any of the others. But none of this was going to happen. She was stuck here, wishing she never had powers, forever to be used by the government. It was a terrible thought. That she was going to become a simple minded robot that did everything the government told them to do. That all of them were going to become like that. Or perhaps, maybe not all. Brown and Green certainly didn't seem like it. But maybe Farbe would break them in the end. Break them all in the end.

White felt sick at the head scientist's remarks. She felt horribly sick, and furious. How could he say such a thing? Say that killing eleven innocent men was good? Had he not been taught anything of morals and ethics? How could anybody be like that? She was young though, and didn't understand why people would do such things. Like Blue. Telling them all to die. She felt sad and angry at Blue, yet at the same time was terrified of him. Would he be able to do that to her as well? Kill her with one word? She didn't understand his power, his limits. But seeing him, she knew killing eleven men at the same time with one word had exhausted him. She felt better for the person who he was going to be against, knowing that person would have a chance. He obviously did not have much energy left, and she hoped that would be enough for the other to take him down. Of course, the thought of her being against him did not cross her mind.

Brown and Green. The poor couple. They were against each other. White could see how they liked each other, and thought it was sweet. But now they had to fight. To knock the other down. She could already tell it would be hard, simply by looking at the way they were reacting. The kiss on the forehead. The murmured words. It was going to be hard. White wondered what was going to happen between the two. Would one take the damage for the other? Or what? She didn't know. And yet, she still did not wonder who she was going to be against. She half hoped however, that she would be excluded. But everyone knew that wasn't going to happen.

White glanced around the room, still huddled against the wall in the corner. Green and Brown were in the centre. Then the others. Blue seemed to still be unconscious, and Orange looked tired. Red, Yellow. Champagne. Purple. Purple seemed like one of those who would do anything to protect Farbe. White thought it was a horrible thing to do. How could she like Farbe? They were a terrible, destructive organization. Gray. She didn't know much about Gray, and didn't want to. She prefered her own little bubble of quietness. Still hugging her knees, she watched closely while quietly and waited for her call.

 

[InfinitExel]

Gray, gray

Yes, this definitely wasn't going to end well at all.. Gray internally drawled when she saw how everything was panning out to become. Thankfully nothing had gone to hell yet, It supplied in which the teen barely paid much attention to. She favored the idea that if she watched she could help somehow, even if It was in her head. Oi! I save you a bunch of times woman! You just never notice me try! It growled from its cage, which Gray ignored over seeing White's state in the corner. It was mad but she didn't care, she was worried over the young one's mental health. Yellow had those near him but White? She was alone and didn't know what to do but fear. The HS didn't care for them much, as long as everything was obeyed and he was happy, it didn't matter.

The man disgusted her. No wonder Indigo had taught her that the man behind Farbe all was a madman behind the so called kindness. This scene reminded her too much of what happened when the HS first got bored for her and brought in people for them to fight. Of course, before said people were psychotic murders with bloodied melee weapons so this was much relaxed. She reacted the same as White, only the room was rumbling and the lights were flickering on and off. But it was none the less the same in her eyes as then Indigo came, calmed her down and together the Colors of that time killed the men brought in. They were sent to their rooms not long after, Indigo remained by her side and even let her sleep in the older Color's bed. It warmed her heart when remembering the days of old, but now it was time to act.

Gray walked over to White and carefully picked up the child bridal style before walking to where she once stood by the wall. It easy to assume the child was scared and worried for herself and the others, she felt the same as a child. She waited for the child to calm down before whispering into her ear, too soft for anyone but the two of them to hear. "Breathe, little one. If we do this correctly it'll all be over soon. The other Colors won't hurt you, Blue and Orange did that so you wouldn't have to do the killing yet, White. Green and Brown won't be too badly injured, if you focus on helping me we can knock them unconscious without much pain. I'll be by you now, ok?." The gray haired teen soothed, as It pouted at the sudden emotional wave that moved over its cage in her mind. The teen wondered if Indigo would be proud of her for helping the child.

 

[Midnight Maiden]

Green, green

Green was more than a little surprised when Brown pulled her into his embrace. The warm, comforting embrace that she always had loved. But this time, it was less of the embrace that had shocked her, it was the kiss. Even if it was to the forehead, it utterly flustered the girl. Though, she attempted to pass off the vivid blush that had spread across her pale face as forming from her heating up her body; something she typically did using her green pyrokenesis before a battle. She could care less if her team saw the blush, of course... But she knew what the scientists would do, if they found out that her and Brown had affections for each other(if he even felt the same)...

They'd tear them both apart.. Use their feelings against them for some sick experiment. And Green refused to let that happen. So when Brown moved away, she reproached. Time to put on your game face, Green. Suddenly, the girl took Brown firmly by the shirt, facial expression deceiving her gentle words that would only be audible to Brown. To the others in the room, her tense body language and the blank face made her seem uncharacteristically menacing. She gently tugged him down by the fabric of his shirt that was balled up in her hand, till her mouth was by his ear. "Brown... That isn't how this works. You know what they'll do if... if.... if they see us acting this way," she murmured, gently. "...If we make it obvious one of us is letting the other win..." there was a brief pause. "...I don't wanna think about that. But I know it'll be much worse than the 'bigger trouble' you're thinking of," she finished, firmly. She swallowed hard, fingers closing. "...We have to fake it," she finished, releasing his shirt and backing away slightly.

This time, however, she did her best to put on a colder demeanor. She focused her energy, and soon enough, a faint green aura glowed around her. This was actually small wisps of green flame, doing little to reverse White's temperature drop. There was a sense of dread flooding through her, and she was horrified to have to do this fighting, even if it were fake; the only way she'd get by was to remind herself what would happen if she didn't do it.

 

[Zadok shadows]

Brown looked at her demenor and took in what she said. He gave her a slight nod telling her that he understood. He still hated this situation, but they had no other choice in the matter. Brown looked at her green wisps of flames. Brown didn't have ranged powers. So he took up the wooden training katana. He was in a ready pose. He covered his worry with a look of determination. He looked up at the cameras. All he could think of is what he would do if he got his hands on the head scientist.

 

[Midnight Maiden]

Green, green

Green took another deep breath, the green flames around her dying out. She suddenly found herself tempted to use hand-to-hand combat, to even the odds, but she had a feeling the scientists would pick that up as her going easy on him. To hell if having to do this didn't drive her insane... Though, there was a little voice playing back in her mind. You can do it, Green. Remember? You can do it.. Something about it reassured her, but then.. She had to shove that out of her mind. There were too many memories there, that she just didn't want to recall...

She looked Brown over briefly, her regret of speaking out increasing by the second. Follow your own advice; Fake it. Make it convincing. With this in mind, the girl tried to decide what to do; how to go about this. She braced herself, taking up a defensive position; the green flames swirling back to life and giving the girl's blue-grey eyes a soft, green glow. She bit her cheek, fire dancing around her more intensely than it previously had. Now, it clashed with the cold that White had brought, giving off an almost comforting warmth; something that showed the other colors, since they were in the room and the scientists weren't, that she had no real intentions of harming Brown, as much as it appeared she was ready to.

She made no move toward him, apparently awaiting him to make the first strike. She purposely kept the flames movements completely random; which mean if he moved toward her, it would be easy for her to make sure none of the flames touched him without it seeming like she had let him by them on purpose. "Well... Y'ready, Brown? I hope you know you don't have to go easy on me," she called, playfully. She offered him a sad smile, obstructed from the camera's view.

 

[Zadok shadows]

Brown had a grin on his face. He kinda wanted the flames to come at him. it would give him something to dodge. He tossed the training sword aside as he charged toward green. He planned to put on a show. "Green you better hit me with everything you got." He didn't plan to strike green. after all he was the one who studied martial arts. he merely planned to block any strikes that green would toss out. It could be fun if she used the fire balls. he got in close quarters with her giving her the go ahead to try to strike him.

 

[Beatrix]

Orange, Orange

Orange

Orange, Orange

stood there with her daito in her hand, staring straight at the one way mirror. She heard the claps, congratulating her and Blue. This felt hollow. It felt sick. She wanted to puke, to be able to scream. But she stood there, her face in a perpetual mask. A mask of determination, callousness, apathy... She worked so very hard to become numb and to distance her feelings from everything. Especially the other colors.

Especially Blue. She looked down as he lay motionless on the floor beside her. He was spent, and she helped him into that condition. She was filled with worry, wondering if she was too much for him. Understand. That word from his lips still resounded in the far reaches of her mind. Why did that one word still have so much power over her? She could not figure that out as of right now.

The scientists had ordered everyone against the wall and commanded Brown and Green to fight. So very romantic, she thought. No one, not a single one of the other colors or scientists, she noted, would help Blue. It was all up to her as she watched Brown and Green embrace, resigned to their fate. She slipped the daito in her jumpsuit at the back and crouched to lift Blue by his arms. She pulled him slowly to the wall and propped him up against it. She crouched down and put the back of her hand to hover in front of his nostrils. Good, he's still breathing. She stood, removing the training weapon from her jumpsuit and observed in silence at the spar that was goin gto happen between Brown and Green.

 

[Orbital]

Rorke sat in the passenger seat of a small helicopter as it flew over a city, New York City. The chopper was white with red stripes, had a closed cockpit and midsized cargo bay that allowed for the seating of 8 people. Behind Rorke were eight of his best men. These were not your ordinary jihadists. They wore red digi-camo tactical gear. These men were pure shoot to kill mercenaries. They carried various weapons. Mostly sub-machine guns. Rorke looked out the window and to see the Brooklyn bridge resting above the river. A silver passenger van stopped in the middle of the bridge and exploded with enough force to send several pedestrians flying the sides of the bridge. The pavement around the van has desimated and crumbling. Soon the entire center of the bridge began to collapse into the river. Several vehicles and people fell with it. The same thing happened on every bridge leading in and out of Manhattan. "Phase 1 is complete." Rorke said into his radio. "Proceed to phase 2".

The chopper banked left and flew straight toward the Empire state building. Two other helicopters came into view, flying perpindicular to Rorkes chopper. Their flight paths would intercept at the top of the building. The three helicopters approached the tower and hovered above it. Ropes dropped from the underbellies and mercenaries slid down onto the roof. They brought up their weapons and cleared it before the other two choppers flew off. Rorkes chopper stayed and landed. Rorke jumped out. He did not dawn as much weaponry as the others. Only a knife and a Magnum. "Secure the top 10 floors! Bring every person you can to the top floor and bind them together!" The mercenaries replied by doing as commanded. They cut the lock off the door and began moving through the building, taking hostages. They secured the floors by severing the elevator cables and barricading doors. There were 20 men in all. 10 stayed on the floor that was barricaded. The others stayed with Rorke and hostages on the top floor.


"Phase 2 complete, sir" one of mercenaries told Rorke. Rorke was standing amongst the hostages. He looked into their horrified faces and smiled. "Do you all know why you're here?! Do you?" He said ominously. "Neither do I." Rorke turned and unholstered his gun and shot the nearest hostage to him. "Sit back and relax. You're gonna be here for awhile." He laughed and went to a back room with no one in it. There was a desk in the middle of the room. A building wide intercom was placed there. He picked it up and spoke into it. The police had arrived by then but were cautious to enter the building. He told them stay out or he would start sending them bodies. The police stayed outside. He put the speaker down and sat in a chair at the desk. A mercenary walked in. "What now, sir?"
Rorke replied by producing a cigar from his pocket. "Now we wait."

 

[RareSecret]

GM

The Head Scientist watched the battle, if you can call it one. They haven't even started hitting each other. Usually, the colors would have already been done by now. Then again, it's the first time he pit Green and Brown up against each other.

Just when the battle start to get good, the remaining scientist left in the room came up to his ear and whispered "The UN called again. There is a terrorist attack planned. We need Farbe to get out there." The Head Scientist only looked back at the scientist with eyes that spoke "Are you kidding me?". "Now." The scientist said with urgency in their voice. The Head Scientist groaned and slouched even more it his chair. "God dammit, Christina. You always ruin my fun. Maybe I'll have to fire you one day, Assistant." The Head Scientist joked. It was a twisted style of joking but Christina caught it. "Do that and I'll make sure to leave this facility in ruins, Head Scientist." Christina replied back. She wasn't kidding.

The Head Scientist laughed as he perked up out of his chair. He once again pressed the button that made the microphone come on. "STOP!" He yelled. "That's enough for the day since you are getting a real battle instead of mock battle. Meet me in the cafeteria like always where we will talk about your mission for the day." He took his finger off the button abruptly and snapped. This signaled Christina to follow him. He speed walked out of the room and to the cafeteria.

When he reached the cafeteria, all the members of Farbe were gathered there along with a few scientists. There was one electric tactical map laid out on the lunch table where everybody in Farbe was seated. The tactical map showed a map of Manhattan. The scientists were standing against the wall. Now that the Head Scientist was there, it was time to tell Farbe what to do.

"Farbe there has been another terrorist attack, and this time it's in New York City. To be more specific, Manhattan. Unless you guys spend your time studying Geography during Skills training, you probably have no clue where it is so look upon the tactical map." The Head Scientist spoke in his usual light happy tone.

"The terrorist are targeting the Empire State Building. From the information that we are given, the terrorist took hostages and suicide bombers blew up the bridges going in and out of Manhattan. Luckily, we have a jet to transport you there. We won't have any place to land so we are going to drop you off on one of the skyscrapers near the Empire State Building. We can't drop you on top of it because it will alert the terrorists too soon."

The Head Scientist stopped his speech to tap the electric tactical map. The tactical map then zoomed in so now it shows only the building and the Empire State Building. They were pretty close to each other. "First, you will rush over to the building by any way you can. Running is an option. Once you everybody arrived at the building, I would expect Black to bust down the metal door using his manipulation of vectors. From there reach the last 10 floors. Do whatever necessary to accomplish the goal. The goal is to retrieve the hostages safety and kill the terrorists while bringing one back for interrogation. The scientists will prepare you with the head set for communication and fix up your tracker right now in the cafeteria. Then they will bring you to the jet." The meeting concluded with those last words. The Head Scientist left the cafeteria and headed towards the jet.

The Head Scientist watched the members of Farbe get on the jet so he can give them a farewell speech, knowing that maybe not all of them will come back alive. "Good luck. I hope you can complete the mission with out fail, my lit-" The Head Scientist was interrupted by Christina. "I wish you all success in your mission. Don't do anything reckless that will give you an early death. I hope to see all of you back at the facility." The jet door closed and flew off meaning that Farbe went off to their mission.

"God dammit, Christina. You always ruin my fun. I didn't get to tell them the motto I came up with while we were waiting for them to finish preparing." The Head Scientist complained.

"What was that?" Christina asked.

"By any means necessary, defeat the [BCOLOR=#999999]terrorist[/BCOLOR] for a better tomorrow."
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"Sounds too happy for what they actually have to do." Christina commented.

"I may have to fire you, Assistant."

"Do that and I'll make sure to leave the facility in ruins, Head Scientist."

 

[Zadok shadows]

Brown looked at all of them. He was examining his gear that they were allowed to have. He took the katana and examined it, making sure that it was in good condition. He took a look at his team. Memories of previous missions when they were younger before yellow, black, or white came along. He remembers the losses they all suffered due to these missions. He still sees their faces in his sleep, but it has gotten better over time. The only thing he can do is do his best to make sure nobody else would die. He took a moment to process the way they would execute the plan. Red and grey have very offensive powers that could be useful in battle. With reds suit he could be a tank of sorts. Brown looked over the rest. "Hey guys... I think I have a good way to deal with the lobby. Since black can kick down the doors me and red could draw their fire away from the entrance. Orange, if you use your powers you can magnify yellows powers to make you both a huge flash grenade. From there we can subdue the terrorists. Then we take it floor by floor until our mission is complete."

 

[InfinitExel]

Gray, gray

The teen muttered a quick curse when she took her designated seat on the jet. Terrorists equal killing, killing equals a happy It, a happy It equals a headache that will last for several days. God- Oi! You should be appreciating me and this! We get to work off some steam! Do you think I care? Besides White is still shaken up.. Gray took a moment to glance at the child in her chair which she had placed her in after getting ordered to do their thing. You said it yourself. This is our thing. Get the hell out. We may share my body and I may let you out from time to time but don't think I won't lock you in your cage in the middle of this. I know. It sounded serious, meaning It knew something. A player has entered the game. Watch out for them. It became silent then after which did nothing but unsettle the teen greatly.

The warning did it because of Indigo. Indigo died on a mission. She was on a mission. She was potentially going to di- The gray haired girl shook her head before she finished that line. Finishing that always lead to her being especially brutal with the missions she was on alone, it was if her will was forcing her to continue surviving, which resulted in her streak of completed missions without complications, but this time that couldn't happen. Everyone would see what she could do then. Tactically, that was a upper hand she didn't want to give away and Indigo wouldn't want that. Indigo would want her to always have an upper hand if one of the Colors decided to betray them and they were required to eliminate them.

It was then that Brown spoke and interrupted her to-soon-be-gruesome train of thought. "By subdue I hope you mean kill all but one for capture, Brown. And do you even have a back up plan if one of the children or even one of us get hurt and are unable to use their powers? Do you really want something to go wrong and get one of us killed? Orange and Blue are still tired and White hasn't settled, you shouldn't go all commando if you don't care for your own teammates." And this is why Gray hated being on missions with others, she had to worry of others than purely herself and she got irritable with others before and during said missions.

 

[Lusterless Nova]

Black, #302226

When the Farbe were gathered, Black met the others for the first time. The dark skinned boy went through intense training in order to perfect certain aspects of his ability, and the scars he had on him were proof of that. During the briefing, he was quiet and listened to the head scientist. He also calculated certain things about the building in question. How much damage it would be able to withstood, its weight, and weak spots in its structure. All of these facts might be useful for one thing or another.
Once in the jet, he took a seat and listened again. This time one of the other Farbe. He already made a strategy, and as much as Black wanted to say something about it, he had not much info to use. He never met the other Farbe, so he didn't know what their abilities were. Still... He turned to the group and remained quiet, though it could be easily seen that he wanted some attention now.
"...That's risky. Once alarmed, nervous people do stupid things. We should try a different approach. Jam comms, rescue hostages, take out terrorists in small groups."
With nervous people, he probably meant the terrorists. If even one could even grab a communication device, they would be found out quick and the hostages would be in danger. Before saying more, he waited for their responses.

 

[Sav]

Champagne
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Luckily, the mock battling had been cut short--it wasn't even like it had begun--and they were called into the cafeteria and given an over view of the current situation, terrorists were attacking Manhattan and mores specifically the empire state building. Their assignment was to eliminate all of the terrorists, with the exception of one, and save the hostages. Black would provided an entrance, and then they'd go from there. The Egyptian found it odd that they were going in through the front door--but apparently, the targets had taken up base on the roof so landing there was a no-go. ​

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Champagne found himself on the jet, with his EOD kit (Explosive ordnance disposal) between his legs. Champagne pinched the bridge of his nose, this should be fun. Secretly, Champagne enjoyed these mission,he liked getting out of the facility and catching what little glimpses he could of the world, it was the only thing keeping him from loosing his mind totally. He heard Black speak, and he opened his eyes and leaned back in his seat with a sigh, "I agree with Black, if they know that we're here too soon, they could start killing hostages. We need to figure out where all the hostages are being held, and how many terrorists are in the building--how many and their location. If the terrorists have a communication line up, I can hack into it and track their locations. We can listen to the line and figure out their next steps before jamming it--actually rather than jamming it, I think it'd be best to keep it open." ​

Champagne spoke fluidly, thrumming his fingers against the arm rest as he did so. "I can imitate voices, so we take out one of the terrorists, possibly the one we take back to FARBE and I can imitate his voice and communicate with the terrorists." That sounded like a decent idea, he could lure the terrorists away from the hostages and make their elimination easier.​

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"Then again, do we know if they have any explosives? Depending on the urgency, I may need to attended to that first."​

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Champagne, then realized that he was starving. He wanted a sandwich--yesterday.​

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[Zadok shadows]

He took a moment to take in what grey had said. She did have valid points he failed to mention. He took a moment to reevaluate the plan he had conceived. He looked up and spoke. "Green has the ability to heal. she will stay in the rear with one of us guarding her at all times. if anyone gets hurt I can bring them to back to green. I can act as a human shield. I can regenerate relatively fast and I can make my skin resilient like stone..." He listened to what black had to say. "That would be great if we could find something to jam their communication devices, but if they find that their communication is jammed the will get suspicious as well.." He heard champagnes views on how to carry this operation out. "Champagne if you can hack into their communications before we go in do you think you can imitate their voices when we are inside to give them false intel... I think I can hack into the security cameras in the building and feed it a loop of footage so they don't see us in the building. If we can keep them unaware long enough we can limit the risk."

 

[InfinitExel]

Gray, gray

She stood up and made her way over to the mini fridges that was located in the back parts of the jet, they were separated for food and drink. Gray snatch a bottle of Apple cinder from one and took her place in her chair once more. "If anyone is in need of food of drink, the fridges are basically behind us. Now on to business, the buildings must have a large quantity of metal inside the foundation including the walls and such. If I know where everyone is I can easily manipulated the metal in the walls to crush all but one of those stationed in our way. Of course, the orchestrator of this will be hard to eliminate due to his variety of upper hands they definitely have on us. I assume the hostages are with the head honcho of this shindig. If you look at it through their eyes, hostages will be easier to use for their benefits and eliminate when we push to far. For explosives, I can't do much unless metal is necessary for them to work.. Are there any thoughts on getting the big bad and hostages that doesn't include us walking in blind with our hands tied to our backs?" Gray inquired as she took a long sip from the cinder, it was easy for her to talk and open the bottle at same time.

This helped calm her nerves after all. Planning with other people and therefor dealing with other people was stressful, especially to a person who always snaps at those who irritate her in the slightest. She couldn't contribute much unless it involve elimination of those opposing them up front rather than behind the scenes.

 

[Zadok shadows]

He took a moment to take in what grey had said. "If we try doing that we could run the risk of taking down the entire building with us inside. thus making our presence a moot point. I still think we should do this a stealthy way. though I think you could probably disable the bombs. Even plastic explosives require wires to carry the charge. so if anything you are now our living bomb detector. We screw with the footage by putting on a loop. we take out the terrorist silently, and champagne impersonates them over the comms to keep them in bliss that way we can take the building back while its still standing while we save the hostages." He got up and picked out a soda from the fridge before walking back to the seats as they near the city.