r/whowouldwin • u/TheAsianIsGamin • 22d ago
Event Character Scramble Season 20 Round 1A: Lockdown
This round covers matches 1-3 in the bracket which can be found here. Please check to make sure what round you are in before you start to write.
The Character Scramble is a long-running writing prompt tournament in which participants submit characters from fiction to a specified tier and guideline. After the submission period ends, the submitted characters are "scrambled" and randomly distributed to each writer, forming their team for the season. Writers will then be entered into a single-elimination bracket, where they write a story that features their team fighting against their opponent's team. Victors are decided based on reader votes; in other words, if you want people to vote for you, write some good content. The winner by votes of each match-up moves on to the next round. The pattern continues until only one participant remains: the new Character Scramble champion, who gets to choose the theme, tier, and rules of the next Scramble!
The theme of Character Scramble 20 is Scramble Effect. Round prompts will be based on the many worlds, missions, and memorable moments found throughout the Mass Effect series.
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Round 1A: Lockdown
Smoke rises in great, billowing columns, from ruined farms and a pillaged skyline. It’s the only sign of what, until just now, had been a pitched battle that no one had expected. The immediate threat has been defeated, but your team knows they can’t rest easy.
With greater peril on the horizon, your team sets out to warn their allies and gather their strength. Sounding the alarm, however, is far easier said than done. It appears your enemy has slipped into the shadows—if, your associates point out, they truly exist at all.
While the important people work on verifying your reports, they’d like to invite you for some rest and relaxation. You refuse. They insist, and their intent suddenly becomes clear. Grounding, benching, stonewalling. Whatever you’d call it, and whatever reason they have for it, they don’t want you going back out there.
Round Rules:.
Grounded: A crash landing on a desolate planet, an attack by hostile forces, or good old-fashioned bureaucracy has left your team trapped. If you want to make any progress on your mission, you’ll have to find a way out of here.
More Trouble Than You’re Worth: Unfortunately, the enemy team really doesn’t want you to leave. You’ll need a plan: Fight, evade, or otherwise neutralize them to free yourselves from their clutches.
Just Punch Udina In The Face: We know you want to. Feel free to indulge in whatever scenes or choices you wanna write. There is no Paragon/Renegade choice for this round.
Normal Rules:
Stand Fast, Stand Strong, Stand Together: Nobody can take on a mission like this alone. You’ve got a team of the brightest, toughest, and deadliest allies a Scrambler can find—use them. We’d love to see your characters make full use of their wide-ranging abilities, both on their own and as a team.
We Will Hold The Line: You know what’s at stake. Failure is not an option. Even if your characters have only a small chance of victory, write that small chance happening!
Special Tactics and Reconnaissance: Saving the galaxy will take more than the same old tricks. You are allowed and encouraged to mix and match powers, and to develop your characters in any way you wish, both on the battlefield and off. However, your opponents are not expected to keep track of these in-story changes, and vice-versa.
Every Life Is a Special Story of Its Own: Feel free to give a brief summary to introduce your characters at the start of your post. If you do, you should mention things like powers, personality, history, and anything else that the average reader should know before reading.
Legendary Edition: Sometimes, Spectres have to go a little outside the lines in service of their mission. You’ll have the same latitude—as long as you go with the broad strokes of the prompts and the rules, you'll be fine.
Round 1A will run from Saturday, August 16th to Saturday, September 6th, 11:59pm US Eastern Time.
The character limit for this round is 5 full length Reddit comments, or 50k characters.
While it is fine to go a little bit over, anything that far surpasses this limit will be disqualified. This limit does not include intro posts, or analysis of the matchup.
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u/FluffyKnife 1d ago
The two stand there in the wind.
“Right, sorry about… About everything.” There is a deep sorrow tingeing every word, but also a finality in those eyes.
The dark skies seem to extend forever, filling the void once no one stood before her.
Chapter 1: Rocklandwonderland
It was cloudy. The light of Oriko’s Soul Gem was still quite bright, but the whirling silver encased had dulled somewhat. She was expecting this given how much she exerted keeping herself and Chai up against Ah Gou, but she couldn’t help but sigh anyway. A grunt from the chair across from her had her slip it back into her ring with a practiced motion, and she watched as Chai was offered a spiced bun from an attending medic.
“Wanna split?” he asked casually as he tore it into two, but she shook her head. “I was gonna give the bigger half…”
He rested two-thirds of the bun on the head of 808 sitting in the adjacent seat while popping the last third into his mouth, and he looked towards whom both of them were waiting for. Medi-gel really is a miracle, as Yixuan flicked her eyes open and glanced back at them, then touched completely smooth skin like her chest wasn’t split open and through just an hour earlier. Her left hand is still bandaged, but she’s sure everything underneath is just as fine.
“How are the workers? The officer?” At her first regard after coming to, Oriko smiled.
“The doctor said the workers should make a full recovery tomorrow. The officer…” The young girl pointed out the glass of the door, and the trio made out Officer Keena Quintorus storming down the hall. The turian burst into the room, folding closed the device on her arm.
“You failed to complete the objective.”
“Yeah, and literally everyone, including me and Oriko, would’ve died,” Chai rebutted. “Besides, you vetted the other three so this technically is your problem.”
Keena exhaled, then looked directly at him. “I do apologize for part of what transpired here, but you knew the risks when you agreed to take this mission. And now to my understanding a group of exceptionally dangerous individuals is at large and holding an anomalous artifact with power to make them an even greater threat to the Citadel and the galaxy.”
“Chai wouldn’t allow to see that many people die when he had the choice to do so, and I agree with that,” followed Oriko. “If we didn’t, you would’ve been trapped in the tunnels too.”
Keena paused, avoiding Oriko’s gaze. “I was prepared to die for this duty. But thank you.”
She tapped her device a bit more, then looked back at the group. “I prepared a transport, sourced from the miners you saved. They wanted to express their gratitude for saving their lives, and you will need it if you wish to pursue Erika Furudo’s group. However…”
A hologram appeared in the middle of the room, and profiles flicked up one by one.
KAISER DE EMPERANA, Beelzebub IV [Designation RYT-CAL-DEP53]
Claimed to be the successor to the Demon King, intent on the annihilation of Earth upon coming of age. An infant of unknown biological origin. Foster guardian required for safety. Acclimation ability unknown.
KAYANO, Kaede [Designation YMA-GLI-SIP44]
Claims to be an Earth student at Kunugigaoka Junior High School, tasked with assassinating an individual threatening the annihilation of Earth despite being under said individual’s tutelage. Unknown biological graft present. Unlikely to present difficulties with acclimation.
OGA, Tatsumi [Designation RYT-CAL-DEP75]
Claims to be an Earth student at Ishiyama High School and foster guardian to Beelzebub. Arrogant and violent, easy to provoke. Has unusual human physiology due to energies shared with Beelzebub. Likely to present difficulties with acclimation.
NIIJIMA, Makoto [Designation KDI-DIA-DEP73]
Claims to be an Earth student at Shujin Academy and keen on fighting injustices where others cannot. Unlikely to present difficulties with acclimation, further study into █████████ ██████████ required.
“Officially you are not allowed to see any of these,” Keena commented as the three of them pored over the information. She caught the nurse looking through the class, then pulled the curtain over it to block out the view. “Consider this a token of my appreciation for saving my life.”
“Wait, three teenagers and a baby?” Chai exclaimed. “What do they have to do with us?”
“They’re abnormalities just like you, and they were found on a star system near the Citadel. Ambassador Udina has taken a liking to their operations, and is attempting to have them recommended as the first human Spectres. Based on some suspicions from Officer Imrik, he told me they were being sent to Eden Prime to retrieve the Prothean beacon and to capture or suppress any other abnormalities they find here.”
Yixuan sat up in her bed to ask next. “‘Suppress’ is quite a choice word. Are they intending to kill us?”
“While it’s not required of them, that’s part of the reason why I wanted to inform your group. If I allowed them to catch you by surprise, to assassinate those who saved my life, it would be hard for me to accept that.”
“Do you have any expectations of when they might arrive?” Yixuan followed.
Keena shook her head. “Officer Imrik said a small ship was sent out, but only Kaede Kayano was on board according to exit documents and I can’t imagine based on what’s on file she could deal with you three alone.”
“What do the designations mean?” Oriko finally commented.
“I’m not fully sure myself,” Keena admitted. “My understanding is that the first two pairs of three characters are the decrypted signal emitted when an abnormality enters this reality. The last five characters denote the nature and level of threat an abnormality poses to the Citadel and the galaxy at large, and while I’m not sure of the letters the numbers are more straightforward. The first digit represents how much force would be required for the Citadel to deal with the abnormality, while the second digit represents the difficulty keeping the abnormality from causing harm.”
Chai scratched his head. “Wait, aren’t those the same thing? Also what are our designations?”
“They are not the same thing, because there are other ways of placating people other than violence, like talking,” Keena groaned. She tapped a bit more on her device and their profiles appeared next to the other four.
“Wait, so we’re good then, right? Yixuan’s an eight, and the best they got is two sevens,” Chai excitedly burst, though he suddenly fell into dejection. “I’m a four? I’m weaker than a baby?”
“I think you missed the part that the baby is the Demon King’s successor,” Oriko sighed.
“And the officer only mentioned the forces the Citadel can offer,” Yixuan followed. “There’s no information of how forces outside of the Citadel’s direct command, like other abnormalities, might fare.”
To that, Keena nodded. “Mister Samura fought evenly with you despite him being rated as six, and Oriko and Chai were able to have Ah Gou flee despite a five and a four challenging an eight.”
But Chai didn’t listen to anything, as he sulked in the corner muttering to himself, “I’m weaker than a baby…” Yixuan went to try and comfort him, while Oriko appeared satisfied by the information.
“When is your transport ready, officer?” Oriko asked.
“The one ship they have equipped with an eezo drive is undergoing repairs, and they expect it to be done by tomorrow. Since you have no way of pursuing Erika’s group, there’s no point in worrying about it now. You should get some rest, you’ll need it.” And with that the meeting felt final, as Keena turned off the holograms and closed her device. She gave one last glance at the group, Oriko did a polite bow and Yixuan nodded while next to a less dejected Chai putting a thumbs up, and the officer left where she came.
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u/FluffyKnife 1d ago
The three of them made their way to their accommodations for the night, provided as well by the miners. The hotel wasn’t nearly as fancy as the gleaming towers of the Citadel’s Precedium, but definitely beat camping out in the hospital room Yixuan was just checked out from.
“So, how do I get as strong as you?” Chai asked on the trip. “I am not getting beaten by a demon baby from another dimension.”
Yixuan laughed a bit at the question. “I think you’re strong enough already, Chai. I could make you a disciple, but I have nothing to teach you in that regard. However…”
She pulled from her pocket a small ball-like object and presented it to Chai, who readily clasped it in his hands and started flipping it over and over.
“This is a W-Engine. It’s used in my world as an augment for fighting, and can be further tuned with Drive Discs.” She then pressed against a crest on the ball’s surface, and it expanded considerably to reveal six slots filled with what seemed to be…
“Records?” Chai commented as he pulled out one of the discs in the slots. “This is sick! So I just need to put on some tracks and here I come!”
“Well, the Drive Discs need to be tuned, and the disciples who provide me with mine know a specialist who does that for them. They always seem endlessly frustrated whenever they come back from a trip to that shop.”
“I can take a crack at that, shouldn’t be too hard,” he laughed as 808 hopped on his shoulder, and he tucked the W-Engine into his own pocket as he eyed the cat suspiciously.
“Wait, Peppermint? How long have you been watching?” 808’s eyes were different colour than usual, and she was standing like a human as she got onto Chai’s head.
“I literally just got through, where the hell are you? Where is this?” A sharp human voice was now coming out of 808, and Oriko turned in shock at the development.
“Your cat can speak human?” Oriko exclaimed.
“Oh, yeah, she can,” said Chai casually. “Oriko, Yixuan, meet the team!”
And suddenly one figure after the other flashed into existence in front of them, and they each made Oriko squeak just a little bit more as she jumped out of their way.
“Korsica’s our head of security, Macaron is R&D, Peppermint is a tech whiz and our leader,” Chai leaned towards the robot as he was very quickly marking a face of exclamation onto himself, “And, uh, what do you do again, CNMN?”
“I provide constructive criticism through the use of scathing psychological analysis!” CNMN chimed cheerfully.
“Yeah, that!” Chai snapped with success as he turned to Peppermint to finally respond. “I’m in space, the future! They got aliens, warp drives, mystic relics, the works. I got a lot of fans here on Eden Prime!”
“Sure sure, but we kinda need you back here and not going where no man has gone before!” Peppermint rebutted.
“And I was hoping you’d know how to do that.”
Oriko held out a hand to stop the chatter to get a word in. “Wait, how did all of you get here then?”
“Temporary quantum displacement via spacetime distortion, it doesn’t teleport,” Chai and Peppermint said with the exact same cadence at the exact same time, stunning Oriko out of any further questions.
“We can at least provide assistance to you if you need it,” Macaron assured. “I can do upgrades to your devices if I can take a look at it, Chai. I extend the offer to you too, Misses Oriko and Yixuan.”
Yixuan gently shook her head. “My own W-Engine is not quite like the one I gave him.” And to demonstrate, she pulled out an ornate gilded birdcage, and opened it for a small bird of shadow and glinting gold to flit out, sitting delicately upon her extended finger. Chai and his friends from home all gasped at the sight.
“Nice, two of us have mascots, I got 808 and Yixuan has a cute bird.” Chai turned to Oriko. “If you got an animal then we’d all match!”
Oriko stopped for a moment. “Oh, I never had a pet before, so I’m not sure if I could care for one well.” Her voice was as steady as usual, but there’s a tinge of evasion that only Yixuan noticed. Chai simply shrugged and accepted the response.
“Well, I’ll keep figuring out a way to get you back,” Peppermint assured him. “Hey, if it works, you can invite these two and all your fans to Vandelay for a big concert!”
Chai gasped. “Seriously? Yes!”
“No, I’m joking, you still need to work on your material and do actual ambassador work.” She did pass another look towards Yixuan and Oriko. “Though those two, they seem cool. They’re welcome anytime.”
And to that Oriko took a particularly longer look at Peppermint and Korsica, and blurted, “I wouldn’t mind that.” She could feel her face already turning red immediately after saying that and turned away in embarrassment.
“Next time then!” Korsica said goodbye as all four arrivals disappeared as fast as they came, filling the air with a sudden silence and emptiness as the three arrived at the hotel.
“Well, might as well check in. I’m getting food, you two want anything sent to your rooms?” Chai asked the two, and Yixuan nodded.
“I haven’t had roujiamo in a while, it would be very nice for a night like this.”
“Uh, I have no idea what that is, could you explain it to the people for me?”
She was about to reply, but she caught a familiar sight from the corner of her eye. “Well, there’s no rush, I’ll ask for it later. You two can head to your rooms while I take a stroll.”
“Sure thing, Yixuan. See you later!” Chai headed off through the front doors, but Yixuan held onto Oriko’s hand just before she could follow. The young girl felt the master press a talisman into her hand.
“Remember to hold onto this when you sleep. Keep it close,” she advised.
Oriko frowned. “Is something the matter, Yixuan?”
She shook her head. “Just offering you a bit of fortune. You’ll be just fine as long as you get a good rest.”
Oriko then exhaled, and presented her ring to the master. With hesitation, she pulled out her Soul Gem from within and presented it. Yixuan simply beheld it before her without any contact.
“Well, you cleared the shadows from the miners, so is it possible you could clear this for me?” An innocent voice from Oriko was contemplated, and Yixuan simply locked eyes with her.
“What clouds this is not Miasma,” Yixuan explained. “I can help you to minimize the clouding, but not remove it. There’s only so much I can do, unfortunately.”
Oriko sighed, then nodded. “Thank you, Yixuan.” She made a strong bow, and Yixuan returned a gentle smile of assurance as Oriko left for her room. The young girl saw the master starting her stroll with a firm pace as she entered into the hotel foyer, then she took her keys from the concierge and went straight up to her room.
She flopped her back onto the bed. She wasn’t physically tired, not since she got this Soul Gem. She wished the weight of her emotions wasn’t so much of a burden. The people she found on this first day in this strange world have been wonderful, but she couldn’t help but feel she couldn’t, or rather shouldn’t, enjoy it. She busied herself with her usual routine before bed, but she realised that for the first time in her life she hoped she could fight a Witch. Not to save others from the destruction that Witch would wreak, but to save her own Soul Gem. She hoped Chai and Yixuan would never see that side of her.
She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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u/Sapickee9 1d ago edited 1d ago
Intro and other things before/when Round 1B ends ideally, because giving myself too much time doesn't really work and I'd like things to be done sensibly sooner rather than later. Anyway.
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u/Sapickee9 1d ago
THE FIRST SKIN
Flat, Jack, Wenren Yixuan, and Yi Sang are taken in by the police for their potential (well potential was underselling it) involvement in ice cream based terrorism. They mentioned the sword wielder to the authorities, but they don't actually know much of anything about him.
“This might be my bad,” Xuan says. He looks to the sky, which was still drowned by smoke. “I was the most flashy of us, drew the most attention. But let it not be said our sacrifice was in vain.”
“Maybe turning the surrounding park into Hell was going a tad too far,” Jack commensurates.
“No, no, that was necessary.”
Now done stressing over missing class the next day for the mandatory fifteen seconds, Flat chimes in to agree. “Confusing the Demon inside about its exact location helped a lot.”
Makoto Nijima, who made the arrest, leans over to her partner in the vehicle besides hers. “Kind of an eclectic bunch, huh. What was with their way of fighting? I guess as someone who uses a motorcycle shaped personification of my will to rebel I’m not one to talk, but still…
Illyasviel von Einzbern shrugs before manipulating the gearstick off park. “In a place like this, people try to make use of everything available. That’s their nature. Let’s go, Berser-CAR!”
Herakles rumbles with a set of noises that would be represented by white bars as he sets off. A one-seater in the shape of his head, there was naturally no room for suspects, so they were strapped to a series of garden wagons tied to the back. It was a very bumpy ride.
‘Hm. So it is possible to reenact the tumultuousness of the Lakes on dry land.’ is what Yi Sang would say if he wasn’t busy making sure he didn’t get too nauseous.
"So," Xuan begins, "where are you taking us?"
"..."
It wasn't clear whether they had even heard him, but on second thought. He redirects. "Falserker, where are they taking us?" They're cops after all, one of the most common off the cuff theories regarding the Ripper's identity, so Jack should be able to take on their forms and thus the necessary memories to have an answer. This facet of their abilities was an important part of taking down Mefistick after all, long and troubled journey it was.
"One moment," Illya the Ripper says(The tinier of the two, and thus the less likely to be noticed by the originals up front), deciding not to comment on the nickname. Their face scrunches up and they lean back to whisper in his ear.
"Oh."
Everyone else perks up at the sound of flames roaring to life. Turning around, the two who just spoke were gone.
"Am impromptu group halved. Perhaps a sign we too should flee?" Yi Sang questions to the air, or possibly the giant heap of stone in the vague shape of a sword levied at his neck.
The taller official blinks before a sigh leaves her mouth. "Hah. Alright, we're calling in backup."
In contrast to the roughshod transport to the station, the holding cell was- my apologies, Danger Room, was at least expansive. Flat's eyes shone at what Yi Sang's could not perceive, but that came to be expected. It resembles in an abstract way the epilogue to perhaps the worst part of his life, unpleasant memories. A blink later, and suddenly they were in a throne room.
A white woman sat on what else but the throne, reminiscent to all the effective royalty Yi Sang had the honor of meeting in how she stares at them with a sense of slowly strengthening disdain before she turns to a guard to the side of the room
"They're free of malicious intent-"
"Woah, an innocent verdict? tha-" Flat's jaw clacked shut on its own.
"-in this particular instance, but have plenty of other crimes and associates to pay for. I must speak to the Director as soon as possible."
Meanwhile, perched on a mountain somewhere nearby...
There was a story where Jack the Ripper was immortal. Herakles was immortal. Ergo, Herakles could be Jack the Ripper if you really thought about it, so Jack could transform into a car. Berserker's assumed skills were degraded to rank E however, which to compensate for they use their Noble Phantasm From Hell. This transforms them into a Demon Car with wings. Xuan, engulfed in flames, hops on top and wraps them in superheated bandages, making them a (on) Fire Demon Car. The exhaust pipes now something more akin to rockets, with a flap the two fly.
Emma's range isn't limitless, but large enough that pretty much any kind of attack Xuan could throw out was infeasible unless he was willing to be shut down first. There were two immediate answers to this. One, be fast enough she couldn't react in time. Of course, as a member of the X-Men she fought with and against Wolverine at least a few times, automatically making her able to bullet-time in some capacity, which made being able to do this quite difficult.
A turn so gradual it seemed slow, despite the velocity involved. Continuously accelerating, the loop-de-loop almost destabilizes. Sweat turns to steam on his skin and contributes to the mach cone as he latches onto the Rip-CAR for dear life, exhausting more and more of his power for the sake of this one blow.
BangBangBang-
Emma was run over by a hypersonic vehicle, only just having the time to reflexively turn into diamond as it dug her tens of meters into the wall.
"DO YOU WANNA LEAVE OR WHAT!" Xuan yells.
Only briefly stunned, Yi Sang wasted little time before equipping his Fell Bullet ID and shooting the thing that just almost crushed the White Queen, and bullets spat continuously around the area from magic circles, incapacitating the guards as well, for the vehicle counted as his ally.
Flat finds his way next to the still pinned woman, taps her on the forehead, and quickly explained "YeahthatwaskindaGemcraftifyoudetransformyouexplodeJackjustexplainedthroughourmindlinkwhythisis reallyimportantsorrygoodbye." before vanishing.
Yi Sang teleports away in a flutter of feathers. This Flat had actually been a part of Jack's spirit origin all along, so he just de- and recreated himself elsewhere to emulate teleportation as well. Xuan, meanwhile, has to fly away through the new hole before any other big shots pop up.
Mission Cleared~! \O/
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u/galvanicmechamorph 1d ago
Welp, I didn't finish but here's what I have so far:
Poison Ivy woke up on the floor with a massive headache. She had no idea where she was. As her vision came back into focus she looked around. Everything was dingy and gray. She recognized the look well. She was in prison somewhere. Again. She was gonna kill Wilson when she found him.
Black Terror punched the wall again. He needed to get out of here. He was going crazy in his room. He woke up about an hour ago. He had no idea where he was. He just knew he needed to get out. So he punched the wall again, trying to make a dent.
“So, how are you doing today?” Athena asked her current captive. She was on a platform currently descending from the upper floor into the hangar.
Metal Wolf didn't respond. They had done this song and dance every day since the trio had been shipped to her prison. She would come in, ask him questions about who he was and what his team was doing attacking a United Planets base, and Metal Wolf would continue the strong and silent routine. Today would be different though. Today, she had a plan.
Athena snapped her fingers once her platform finished its descent. The two underlings riding with her shot up at attention and ran to get to work. They attached large metal plates to different sections of the mech. The feet, the thighs, the chest plate, the fingers. Then the two minions scurried back to Athena.
“I originally dismissed administering electric shocks, as the outside of the mech would act as a faraday shield and protect you from harm.” Athena said. “But seeing as we are moving into long-term accommodations for you, I have time for... slower methods.”
She pressed the button on the side of the platform rail she was holding on to. Suddenly, arcs of electricity bounced from the plates magnetically connected to the mech to other plates on other sections. They flickered in and out of view as they bounced from plate to plate.
“It won't shock you, but enough time like that should heat up the mech to the point where even your life support systems can't keep up,” Athena said. He flipped a switch and the platform started ascending again. “Ta ta.”
Poison Ivy clawed at the ground, right where it met the wall. People who made supermax prisons were always so overconfident. It was always “we've prepared for every contingency” and never “we're reasonably confident people won't break out.” And they always overlooked something. Security always had a one-size-fits-all approach. That was their failure. If they had actually adapted to Poison Ivy maybe they would have been successful, but instead they wanted to be the best at everything against everyone.
“Ah ha!” Ivy said in relief. She had made a small hole in the concrete and dirt was poking out. It wasn't much, but she didn't need much. She poked a nail into the soft soil and concentrated. She let The Green flow through her and out into the dirt. A small sprout grew from where her finger was. It slowly started to ascend upwards. It met the concrete and wiggled its way in between the cement. She pumped her fist in the air and smiled. Then she got up and walked to the wall.
“Hey, Terror. Terror. You there?” She whispered to her cellmate.
“What is it?” He said in a gruff voice.
“I found a way out,” Ivy said. “I'll need your help though. I don't think I can fight my way out on my own.”
“Alright, just tell me when and who to hit.” Terror said. “And Ivy?”
“Yeah?” She said.
“When we get out of here you get the first crack at Wilson. You've earned it.” He said. She just smiled.
Wilson needed to find a way out. Then tried blasting his way out of the cell when they first transferred him here, but there are magnetic locks that kept them from closing his fingers around the triggers. There were magnetic locks everywhere. He couldn't open the cockpit if he tried. Luckily the radio was working, and the mech was soundproofed. They couldn't hear him unless he wanted them to.
“Jody, are you there?” He said into his receiver.
“You're coming in loud and clear.” His secretary responded back. “What do you need?”
“Have the others woken up yet?” Wilson asked.
“I've hacked into the security cameras and yes. They're both up.” She said.
“Good, can you remote that made the rocket?” He asked.
“While they're in Metal Wolf? Sir, that would destroy much of the mech.” Jody said.
“Don't worry, I have a plan.” Wilson said.
Jody sent him a feed of Ivy and Terror. She had replaced it with one that looped so no one could notice Ivy’s plant growing and bursting through the wall. They didn't have a way to communicate though.
“Okay, I trust you,” Jody said. Wilson heard the clacking of keys for a moment. “I've wired the detonation to your console. Just press the button and it'll explode.”
“Alright,” Wilson said. He leaned to the left, pressing his entire body against the left side of the cockpit. He extended a single finger out and pressed the button.
Suddenly, a bunch of alarms went off. The plates attached to much of the mech were blown off of the chassis from the force of the explosion. The right arm of Metal Wolf almost fully disconnected, and there was a massive hole where the right shoulder was. Wilson quickly ran up, scaled the inside of the mech, and jumped out the shoulder. He disconnected the oversized handgun from the mech’s left arm and used it to shoot a hole in the wall. Then he ran deeper into the compound.
Terror could hear the alarms from the other side of the base.
“Shit,” he muttered. “Ivy, you almost done there?”
“I'll have to be,” She said.
She concentrated and focused on the plant she was growing. She closed her eyes and put her hands out in front of her. Suddenly it exploded in size. And violently grew and expanded through the wall. The entire wall, not just her cell but of the entire floor, started shaking. A moment later it all came crashing down. A hole was made not just in her cell wall but in each of the neighboring ones. She quickly ran.
On the other side of
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u/CallMeOnMyRadio 22d ago
Have fun everyone! Happy writing!! I'll be reading!!