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-Sandbox- Life on PW_Mars
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Clare to the D.

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The standoff between the formblade and the worker shattered as the shape-shifting weapon threw its limb forward, extending it into a sharp blade. The worker evaded and thrummed over the formblade, tearing the limb off as it snaked back into the body and spewing acid over the dense core of its foe. In retaliation, the living weapon shot off a flurry of spines into the insects head, striking true. All of a sudden, the battle (and formblade) shifted: The needles in the insects head pulped its brain and limbs reached out, connecting at either end of the creature.

The formblade pulled...

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And with a flex of its strange muscles, it pulled the worker to pieces in a gory spectacle. Its fluids dropped down, splattering the strange machine further as it lay silent at the peak of the hill.

Having dealt with the threat, Chyrk focused on his drone and sent it rushing towards the scout. With a thought the drone's powerful shielding system activated, ready to fry anything that got close. Its small plasma gun warmed up as well, but remained on standby for the moment. Chyrk himself strode into the cave, ready to offer his mechanical companion some fire support in the form of his two shoulder mounted plasma pistols.

Down below, the Juror stared into the gloom. Even with his powerful night-vision that came standard as part of the Order's augmentation package, he could barely make out the flitting shapes hidden deep within the cave. He held his laser rifle up warily, worried that a shot may only aggravate the creatures hidden from sight.

In contrast to the juror's wariness, Crecy the Judge, charged over the martian sand, edging up to full pelt. Dust scattered in the wake of his mighty footsteps as he looked at the outpost of humans through magnified vision. From what he could tell, they were still using ballistic weaponry - not a single laser in sight! He laughed to himself as the ground shook beneath him.

-I've had enough of this Kortheq! These robots are laughing at us! They're dropping down more reinforcements!
-We'll be fine, I'm telling you. These machines seem more like a mining outfit than anything else.
-Mining outfit? They've got two heavily armed walkers descending on a hovering platform! If that's a mining outfit, I'd like to see what you think a military group looks like.
-Us?
-By the gods you're insufferable. I'm beginning an attack run on their reinforcements. Get ready to follow up, otherwise you're dead...

At that last remark, Kortheq winced, although the shapeless fleshy covering around his head betrayed nothing. He nodded towards his new robot companion as he landed and said:

-I'd love to see you outpost, and I'm definitely up to sharing information on those bugs. They don't seem too dangerous if you keep your distance, but their body fluids are real nasty. Also, that floating platform up there. Not one of yours, is it?

I am not the evil clone of Kittenpillar.
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"HOSTILE CONTACT!"

Squad Leader 005b is quick to issue to the challenge. An interloper heading straight towards the base allows him to activate combat protocols. He fires a frag missile straight towards the target.

In the event that is not enough, Unit 003 spring upwards, straight towards the lander. 003 may not survive such a vicious impact, but it could be enough to decelerate the attack, if not stop it outright.

37, ignoring Kortheq with the activation of his combat protocol, quickly snaps off a burst of plasma, aiming for the engines, but striking the metal armour of the lander.

Down below, the miner who spots the scout panics. He runs down to the laser, screaming.
"They're in the caves, they're in the caves, turn it around!"
His companion is quick to pivot the laser, as the fleeing miner hits the console.
A blast of energy strikes the cave ceiling, causing rocks and debris to come crumbling down.

94, however, is unphased by the sudden assault. He turns and observes his comrade firing into the sky.
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The scouts engage the blue sphere fearlessly, though their probosces are only effective against armor and skin. Junior and the remaining worker break off for the lone modified human. The flamethrower ignites the halves of the unfortunate worker, sending entrails off in burning arcs. On the hull of the alien craft, the mites quickly attempt to interface with the communication system. Several nodes, controlled by the swarmer, send messages by electronic pulse.

"help us, we are the last of our kind! Two have fallen already to the pointy thing, it cut our brother apart. We have much to tell you. Some call us monsters, abominations, but long ago we conquered worlds and built a great web--network, to the other stars. if you help us, we can show you these places. We can help you destroy your enemy."
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The Dominion facility continues to dig deeper, as the duo of engineers finish off a bare-essentials control deck. Construction will have to slow down due to the fossil fuel reservoir, which will give plenty of time for a survey of the lower caverns. A strange wheezing sound emanates from the depths.
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Gas cloud expands, corroding earth it touches, transforming it into a ill-looking soil. Tentacle-like shadows emerging trom the deep while new branches pour off the main root.

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Declare.
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The lander is split in two and suffers great internal damage from the laser shots , the rocket and the suicidal bot.The lander is now in flames and is about to crash-land really hard(crash it next turn pls!!1!1!!) while the two deathbots are still pretty fine.The HAWK engines suddenly shut downs as the spores comes infect the internal systems through the vents , going to hit the ground.The worker drone starts moving toward the cave to harvest more materials for the ARMSTF.
[HAWK-1]CRITICAL SYST#! ER#%*----
[LANDER-1]UNIT IS IN CRITIC#! S#'A!%---
[DEATHBOTS]ABOUT TO CRASH LAND REALLY HARD.
[WORKER-1]Beginning material collecting procedures.
[SCOUT-1]The cave roofs just got collapsed by the unknown hostiles.
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The ECM Specialist, Todd, had a gruff, throaty voice that contrasted his MOS.

"Looks like that UFO and its substituents are made up of terrestrial material, assuming the scouter's accurate. Give me missile support up top, it's time to go on the offense."

Meanwhile, below, the spelunking team made an unsettling discovery.

"Holy shit, is that thing alive?"

"Check it, whatever that central stalk is, it's generating its own atmosphere. That gas cloud must be dense enough that even the planet's weak gravity can maintain it."

"If it's that dense, it's gonna fuck up our atmo' systems; not to mention how disgusting that thing looks. Send some scouters down, suss it out."
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The enemy lander crashes into the outpost. One half slams on to the roof, the other rips through the gantry. The crane is destroyed, cables snap, and dissapear down the mineshaft, alongside the remaining debris of the brave Unit 003.

005b braces against the smokestack. Furious at such a bold assault. He sparks his wristblades up.
They will regret this day.

Prospector 21 freezes in fear at the sight of the heavy warmachine. Terror fills his sensors. He wimpers for his mother-maker.

Down below, the miners hold still for a moment.
"Did you kill it?"
"Shut up... It won't be able to get through now."
"W-What do we do?"
The last miner sees the deathmachine in the outpost.
"Uh... Guys..."

94, stands defiantly against the warmachine now facing him. Again, something stirs in him.
He does not know yet.
BOT.OS $&*.#@
REGISTER TARGET
OPEN TARGET
OPEN
OP£N
O^&P


37 shouts back to his organic buddy.
"It appears we could use your assistance, Kortheq, if you would be willing to offer it!"
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Declare

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The surface and subterranean teams move into position.
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Calling on the old one-hour rule: declare

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"Target acquired..."

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"Top-Down; firing!"

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The fin casings break away at a (relatively) safe distance, before the flight system engages.

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"Engine is green, good launch."

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"Getting some insane toxicity readings on the first scouter, that can't be right."


"Don't let it get too close to the cloud, it's probably too thick for the rotors on that tiny thing to handle."
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The gas cloud expands further, however, losing concentration of the gas-like substantion on the edge. It envelopes the drone with turbulent streams and produces a tongue in direction of the Dominion troopers as if this is not a gas but a curious creature of some sort. If a hypotethical observer could look deeper in the cloud, it will see a forest-like vegetation groving on the floor and walls, the 'trees' are moving slightly on their own, not following the 'air' flow. Moss is covering their roots and the cave floor.

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The hawk is now crawling with tendrils and alien systems. The original engine is bypassed and the cannon has been torn off it's mount. Junior has closed in on the soldier by the ice lake. The worker flies stinger first, out to avenge his brood sibling. The scouts scratch and stab into the drone's shielding without much luck.
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Bloody hell you people are fast.

Declare.

I'm quite tired so the description will be very tl:dr. I'll update it tomorrow.

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The intense heat of the flamethrower killed the formblade. The remaining dense core tumbled down the hill, trailing fire behind it as fire rained down on the ground below. The attorney, neurally linked, convulsed as he experienced the feeling second hand, before dropping to the floor, comatose. Such an experience would have killed a normal human, but even as Chyrk lay down, close to lifeless, his brain began the process to rouse him. At the same time, the implant in his brain sent out a signal to the relay frigate up above: Reinforcements were coming.

The small drone, autonomous from Chyrk, melted the two scouts attacking it with its shield. It also disgorged a bolt of plasma into the insect before it, rending its abdomen. The power draw was significant, and it likely wouldn't be able to keep the shield up for much longer: Doing so would risk its internal power cell draining completely.

The juror down below flew backwards in terror as he saw the monsters charging him, sending out a short range distress pulse to ask for assistance. Thankfully, Crecy was on hand. It heard the cannon going off behind it and slid down the slope, Vaulting into the cave system as the shells detonated behind it. The juror's rifle struck true against the worker, blasting through its abdomen and sending a foul stench into the air. Crecy fired off a shot with one of his own lasers, missing junior's body but carving through his thrumming wings. Its roar merged with the cacophony of the lasers.

FEEL THE HOLY LIGHT OF THE ORDER

Up at the outpost, Kortheq obliged the request of 37, sending the thin beam from his gun into the knee of the large biped. His companion fired her own weapon, a particle rifle, at the other machine. Particle rifles were one of the less popular weapons used by the forces of The Order: They fired slowly, the needed lots of power and they were far bulkier than the more common laser rifle or grav needler. But by the gods they were powerful. The massive fusion of heat and kinetic energy jellied the head of the death-bot, sending globules of molten metal flying.

I am not the evil clone of Kittenpillar.
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Junior collides with Crecy, mostly carried by it's inertia as it grapples his leg and bites on his ankle. A wave of psychic energy shoots out from the other claw, directed into the mind of the being.

We got off on the wrong foot. Let's make a deal, what d'ya say, pardner?

The voice is booming, and the John Wayne impression is bad enough to cause anyone a headache. Below, the abdomen of the worker spills out all over the cavern floor. He knocks the juror's weapon with one strike and slashes with the other.

Where are you from? This place? Your weapons are interesting. I haven't introduced myself properly, saying I was born yesterday is a lie--my race has passed down it's memory for centuries now and actually, it was today. We don't mean to intrude, but we're gonna have to crash here for a while. I found a powerful energy source, but it will be a while before we can... fix up our ride.

The Swarmer has overridden the targeting systems on the Hawk, firing blind with a pair of rockets from the forward launcher. He lowers to investigate the alien. It is unlike the metal crab or the other machines he has found here. The new workers have matured, more or less. They produce some close range staffs to protect themselves, then ready to find the crystal.
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Well gonna do a turn real quick to not freeze the whole game.
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The deathmachines took a bit of time to charge up their energy cannons , and then shot.One bolt went straight in the monitor of the terrified robot , and the other goes full speed into the man(?) with the pulse rifle.The worker drone goes mining some crystals.
[WORKER-1]Recalibrating systems to mine the blue crystals.
[DEATH-1]Operation compromised.
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The scouter's systems begin to fail, as its rotors are overwhelmed by the turbulent gas; the backup scouter pulls up for dear life.

"Clip on, we should get the hell out of here!"

"Fire in the hole!"
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More and more trees arise, expanding forest borders further away. The one closest to the Dominion scout drone produces swarm of long thin branches, softly catching falling machine. Clouds of microscopic dust and gases continue to expand. If someone curious scientist would take a sample of it, he will be surprised to see that it consists of bacteria acting as if they're part of a large organism: clusters of them are moving together, performing complex actions and seem to be communicating with each other.

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M'kay , just destroy me out of the game , since anyway i'm getting raped from every possible side.
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Do it yourself, be a man. BLEAT'!
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Just drop more dudeberts in Darkspeeder. People won't mind: its a sandbox, after all.

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FREE ROBOT MINING OPERATION; COMPANY 053; CARRIER 032. HIGH MARS ORBIT
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"What in the name of the mother-maker is happening down there?"
"Last transponder signal just ended. It's been cut off, boss."
"This was meant to be an easy paycheck, 002, in and out."
"Do you think it had to do with the mineral?"
"What? Stop your conspiracies! Prep spec ops. I'm sorting this out. Ugh. Every day a new surprise."
"Yes boss... charging the jump cannon now."

Meanwhile, on the surface...
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94's face explodes, leaving a molten crater. He stumbles backwards.
CRITICAL FAILURE;
PRIMARY CORES DAMAGED;
CORE 001; 00%
CORE 002; 00%
CORE 003; 31%
CORE 004; 05%
BOOTING BACKUP SYSTEMS...

Squad Leader 005b leaps down on to the back of the killing machine. Raising the wristblade, he prepares a killing blow,

37 hears the engine behind him. He spins around. They've sent reinforcements!
"GUNSHIP!" he bellows, snapping off a 3-Round burst.

The prospector up top, seeing the deathmachine's head explode, turns slowly. What he sees behind doesn't make him feel any better.

Down below, the miners cautiously approach the ledge.
"The spectrometer! It's going crazy!"
"What is it now? Oh mother-maker!"
"I can't make out these readings. It's organic in composition... Building up rapidly!"
I can't see anything... local wildlife?
"I don't want really want to find out, 22."

The two miner's self preservation matrices are about to buffer overflow.
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THE ORDER CARES NOT IF YOU ARE THE LAST OF YOUR RACE. YOU WILL BE DESTROYED.

Crecy landed, its intact leg squishing the fallen corpse of the worker while the damaged leg tried to find purchase on the innard soaked ground as purple blood poured from the stump. It lets its mask fall to the ground and stared at junior, blasting off a beam from each of its laser pods, striking the insect in the foreleg, wings and abdomen. At the same time, Crecy charged its contragravity suite for offensive use, increasing the mass of its right hand to crush its foe's thorax. Its left hand created a gravity channel, tearing shards from the crystals behind to damage junior further.

Chyrk was still unconscious, however the revival process was almost complete. His drone sped towards his location to defend him from whatever threat presented itself. As it rose, it spotted the winged form of the gunship up above.

One of the gunship's rockets careened overhead, on a collision course with the death wall, while the other struck true against the particle-rifle equipped juror, detonating her in a ball of flame. Kortheq swore to himself and swept down, confident in the melee robot's ability to lay waste to the death-bot. Avoiding 37's line of fire, he made to intercept the drone bomb his companion sent before it blew up anything.

I am not the evil clone of Kittenpillar.
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