EVENT MINGLE | The Heist

[thespaceopera]

Who: Anyone taking part in the heist
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Orfwyn Dreadhorse’s personal underground complex
When: May 12th - 13th

The party goes on well into the night with no sign of slowing. It’s very late into the night before there’s a good opening to slip away without notice. But eventually the opportunity finally comes, and hopefully before you’ve had too many visits to the open bar.

But for anyone who came to the party with the intention to take part in the heist, it’s time to get down to business.

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This is the mingle for the heist! If you have any questions, head over to the OOC post.

If you're looking just to dance, the ball can be found here!

Comments

[all7seas]

Oi, two can play at that, mate!

[Who wants some friendly drone-shooting competition? Unfortunately, Jack's flintlock pistol doesn't reload very quickly. He can take one out before having to add more ammo.]

[goldenglasses]

[Jack can be jelous then of Vash's weapon. As while his preferred weapon is usually his six-shooter, for the moment he's using one of the new laser ones he's acquired over his time here.

A bit quieter and even better? No reloading necessary! Vash can keep on going and shooting so he'll soon have a pile of down drones. Nothing to be jealous about, right Jack?

Vash chuckles as he puts the gun away again.] Haha. Guess I win on that one. [Cheeky show off.]

[all7seas]

[JACK HAS MAJOR GUN JEALOUSY OKAY. Jack kicks one of the piles of smoldering metal and immediately regrets it. Ouch.]

You HAVE, you tufty blond blighter. But shootin' robots is easy. What about shooting people?


[[OOC: I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. Feel free to ignore/drop the thread if you want to move on from here.]]

[goldenglasses]

Arms and legs? I do just fine. [Vash doesn't like causing pain, but if he must he will. Pain being the furthest he will go.]

(OOC: NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!)

[all7seas]

Says YOU. [Jack's being a sore loser, but at least they mostly share that ethic, then. Well -- except for Hector Barbossa. Jack had carried through that vendetta to its bitter end.

The pirate makes sure his gun is loaded in case they encounter more drones. But the next thing they encounter down the hall isn't killer robots. A spider's web of laser beams criss-crosses the passage before them.]

Oh bollocks. Murder-lights!

[[OOC: :O]]

[goldenglasses]

And here's hoping I don't get the chance to show you. [He really doesn't like shooting people. Besides, bullets are expensive.

Vash groans as he spots the the lasers as he puts his forehead into the palm of his hand.]

Murder-lights are the worst kind of lights. Oh, man. I really hate them.

[Vash peers ahead trying to see if he can see any control panel that can turn the beams off.] Well, I think I could fit through those spaces but it won't be easy.

What about you, Jack? [Just because he has noticed the people of the fleet tend to have a slew of interesting powers and abilities like himself.] Now don't show boat. Don't forget those are murder-lights.

[all7seas]

If only we had coconuts. [They really are the answer to every puzzle, in Jack's experience. He shrugs and hands Vash his gun, and his belt, his hat, and his boots. Barefoot, he puts his hair up into a man-bun, and rolls up his cuffs.]

Worse things have tried to kill me, for certain. Hold up a bit, let me see if I can douse them.

[This begins an elaborate skip-hop-limbo-crawl-shimmy-sway-jangle-ninja jump-headstand-tuck/and/roll adventure. One laser manages to singe Jack's sleeve, and the pirate cries out a WHOA before log-rolling beneath the final trap.

He stands up, brushing off his clothing.]

Right. Not murdered. How do I END these things?

[Vash, you might have to point him to a switch.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash claps and cheers once Jack makes it through.] That was amazing! [Although it's quickly disapating as Jack starts taking longer to turn the lasers off. Vash COULD get through the maze, but why risk it?]

Jack. Turn around. The computer-looking thing. You do know what a computer is, right?

[all7seas]

'Course I know!

[He presses a button. It has the effect of causing a large, alarming buzzer to begin making a blaring WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH sound. It's not a nice sound at all.]


Erm......something's happened.

[goldenglasses]

You THINK!? [Vash slams his hands over his ears and hopes this can be some sort of decoy and the actual invasion can get what they need.] Whatever button you hit? HIT IT AGAIN!

I also don't believe that you know what a computer is!

[Screw this. That noise needs off and it needs off NOW. Vash decides to start ducking and weaving around the lasers. He's hoping before any new friends show up and if Jack hasn't gotten the alarm off (or destroyed the console) by the time he reaches the other side he'll take care of it himself.]

[all7seas]

[What follows is a mad smashing of buttons. The WAH WAH WAH changes to an ERT ERT ERT ERT ERT ERT. The lasers start moving up and down the walls. Better go quick, Vash! This just got more dangerous!]

DO SO KNOW! BLINKY BOX! BUTTONS! FUNNY PICTURES! KITTIES!

[goldenglasses]

AHHH! SHIT! [Vash panics and moves even faster through the laser maze. Terrified on what Jack might send after him next. The trails of his coat end up singed as he dives for the end of the hall. Skidding across the floor until he lands crumpled at Jack's feet.]

YOU'RE MAKING IT WORSE!

[all7seas]

[Jack is still jamming at the buttons. The sound changes to an even-more-alarming WIRRRRRRRRRDING! WIRRRRRRRRRRRDING!]

I KNOW! AND I CANNOT STOP!

[Now the swirling lasers are moving TOWARD THEM.]

BUGGER COMPUTERS! BUGGER THEM! RUN!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash leaps up and starts pounding away at the keyboard. His furious typing at least turns off the alarms, but the lasers are still moving to point at the pair.]

YES! Run! RUNNING NOW! [Vash abandons his attempts and takes off sprinting. The lasers can just take care of themselves once they hit that console.]

[all7seas]

[The lasers will eventually just blow up the console, and sparks and explosions and smoke will fill the hall behind them. It will be very exciting and they possibly will have to dive out of the way of flying debris.]

I HATE OUTER SPACE!

[goldenglasses]

IT GETS BETTER SOMETIMES I SWEAR! [Although he sounds somewhat skeptical of his own words at the moment.

Eventually they'll make it down to the next room in record time and Vash will lean over with his hands on his knees.] Okay... I think... we can... stop... running... now...

[So would Jack like to let Vash know the tail end of his jacket costume is on fire? Or would he like to wait for Vash to figure it out on his own?] Is it hot in here or just me?

[all7seas]

[He'll at least do Vash that favor.]

It's hot because you're, as the Spanish say, en fuego in the stern section.

[He waves a brusque hand at Vash's coat.] Shall I roll you about until you extinguish? Or would you like to care for that yourself before our next round of almost getting killed?

1/2

[goldenglasses]

Fu-eg-o...?

2/2

[goldenglasses]

[Oh, hey! Fire!]

AHHHHH! HOT HOT HOT HOT!!!!

[Vash stops on the tail end of his coat and puts out most of the flames before he throws himself down to the ground and rolls around for a couple moments. Screaming at the top of his lungs the whole time.

Eventually the fire is out and Vash is left panting on the ground.]

Can I go home yet?

[all7seas]

NO, we've still got to go to the whereabouts to do the whatsit with the thingy.

[Jack just wants to go back at this point, too. He opens his flask and takes an enormous swig before offering it to Vash.]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah... yeah... I know.

[He's just really annoyed right now. He continues down the hall and around the corner to....



...a large hole with the door on the other side of the room with ropes dangling down. The lead up into a darkened ceiling.]

WHAT KIND OF SECURITY SYSTEM IS THIS!?

[all7seas]

It's clear. It only allows monkeys through.

[And Pirates, of course. Jack steps back and sizes the whole situation up. It looks plenty doable.]

I dunno. Are you game for it?

[goldenglasses]

Do I really got a choice? [Vash starts flexing and stretching out his long arms.]

Alright. Let's do this. I'm not going to have to carry you across now am I?

[Because he probably could. Just not at all gracefully. Or safely.]

[all7seas]

[Jack flashes him a look of disgust.] Been doing this since I could toddle, Vash-lad. After you, of course.

[In case the ropes aren't safe.]

[goldenglasses]

Alright then. [Vash steps back a couple paces to give himself more of a running start before launching himself onto the ropes. One by one he keeps the momentum going and grabs onto one after another.

That is until one of the ropes suddenly snaps under his weight and he goes falling.] GAHH!

[His arm snaps out quickly to grab onto another rope and that one stays firm. He dangles there for a moment as he catches his breath.]

Oh man, I think I just skyrocketed another fifty years of life right then.