Re: OOC RP share thread.
Posted: 15:09:24 Tuesday, 14 January, 2020
by Xaph II
Italics = GM (Scorpion)
Romanized = Taskmaster (Xaph II)
0900hrs:
Taskmaster hears the faint squeek of the vans brakes as it pulls up to the loading dock of the AIM HQ, the same dock where his boys said bodies were being sent out of. He's laying in a body bag, preparing to be covered in guts by his men who have two garbage bags of offal at the ready.
Jill clears her throat. Boss, I've managed to get inside of AIM's security mainframe, their men will be expecting us. I've placed us on their log as heading to AIM's Bio division on floor 20. The medical trial floor is 21. I have confirmed that Leighton was sent there for medical trials. We should be able to pass through security to floor 20 without issue. As for their servers, those are located on floor 30.
It's time Jill says, as she pulls on her white lab coat. Taskmaster's men open up the gut bags and pour it into the body bag him, the smell of blood immediately hits the air.
You ready Boss? says Jill.
"Alright Jill, so the plan -- OH GOD."
"Boss?"
"That smell! Who the hell had the idea to use real guts?"
"...it was you, Boss."
"Oh. Oof."
"You gonna be able to take the smell in the bag?"
"Once I go into...'standby mode' I breathe through my mouth anyway. Lets use this - spill this out in front of anyone and they'll want to get you the hell out of their room right aw -- OH GOD IT REALLY IS BAD."
"...yeah Boss. We tried to warn you."
"Yeah, yeah, I know! But still, it'll work. Alright, two of the boys'll carry me in. We take out the first few guards quick and quiet, the boys'll lock up behind us and make sure we don't get snuck up on. Grab some uniforms, some ID cards, whatever you gotta take. If we can do it by knocking them up and tying them that's great. Otherwise, youse guys have knives and guns. You wake me as soon as we're past the doors and we'll get up to Leighton. We find him first, figure out why he went quiet, and we'll move from there. Capiche?"
"Sure, boss. Whatever you say boss. Just please...zip up the bag for now, Boss."
The doors to the lobby swing open. 2 of the Boys remain on the outside of the door. 2 more push the boss inside on the gurney carrying him in the body bag. Taskmaster can hear muffled sounds in his meditation state. Someone is talking, it sounds like Jill. Two cries of pain are heard.
Taskmaster wakes up in the elevator with Jill. "Boss? good, you're awake". Our boys stayed in the lobby to stop anyone from entering. We're on our way up to the medical floor. That's where Leighton is supposedly. We have to assume AIM security saw us take out those guards on camera, so be ready".
Taskmaster feels the uncomfortable hardness of his Mossberg 500 Cruiser underneath his back as he continues to come to.
"A few more floors boss." says Jill as she opens the cylinder of her Snub nose .38., checks her rounds, and swings it closed.
The doors open. A large glass wall stands beteween them and AIM scientists who appear to be engrossed in their work on test subjects. Taskmaster see's a floor map posted his right by the elevator door.
Where to Boss? says Jill.
"Jill. This way."
Taskmaster shuffles to the right, keeping eyes out for security - cameras or guards.
"Boss?"
"Offices back there. I'll handle any heavies we might come across, I want you to do your computer whizz stuff and find Leighton. Fingers crossed it's not the Morgue, but if it isn't...we might have to put him there."
It hurt to swallow, the idea that one of the Boys would've gone corporate. Still, Leighton was new enough to the crew, or at the very least to his responsibilities. That first little taste of anything - whether it be money, power, drugs or sex - was enough to make some people want to take a bigger bite.
"If you can get into the computer systems, do your best to cover our tracks as well. We run into complications, we might have to bail a lot earlier than usual. If you get any info on the Miami job, you keep it to yourself until we're somewhere alone and quiet - either back in the elevator...or after everyone else on this floor is dead. We'll see."
Jill rushes over toward the offices to do her computer whiz stuff, leaving Taskmaster by the elevators. An AIM employee see's her coming, and Taskmaster behind her in the distance, he screeches, and runs back into the office.
Jill enters .38 in hand. Taskmaster hears her yell, "Everyone out!".
Not a second later, unarmed AIM employees run out of the office screaming and yelling, "She's got a gun!".
Maybe, thought Taskmaster, maybe I should have told her to be quiet. But hey, sneaking around was only fun for so long. This is the part where it gets to be fun.
The Mossberg 500 cruiser was a tactical breaching shotgun, the kind that would blow open doors, locks and ribcages with equal aplomb. In this case, though, the alarm that was spreading through the floor would, ideally, take a bit longer to stretch through the building. The gun wasn't subtle, but subtle only got you so far in this business.
The throng of people spilling out of the office could be directed and threatened without having to actually shoot them. It was still an option, but if these pencil pushers could be herded into a stairwell, the peer pressure of the pack would have them run as far as they could.
A mental note was registered - Jill was gonna need to keep an eye on any security and fire alarms that might be tripped. Until then, though, they had to move quick. Once Jill was secure in the offices, that door should be locked. Running the odds in his head, Taskmaster picked the infirmary. If Leighton was infirm, they could grab him and start an extraction. If he was in the Morgue, Jill should be able to find a record.
"We find Leighton in the next five minutes or we keep moving. How long are you gonna need with the server room if we can get to it?"
Jill hurriedly responds, "I'm combing through their medical records now. Shit. I found Leighton's file, but its classified. I can't access it from these office computers, they don't have clearance to do so. If you can get me to the server room, It should take five minutes to grab what we need and....*fire alarm sounds*. Boss that's not good!
Taskmaster see's the Medical Test area, Infirmary, and Morgue empty out
Taskmasters comms with his men in, and outside the lobby activates. Boss its getting crazy down here, people are flooding out of the building from everywhere. Fuck! their operatives are here with securit...*gunfire interrupts the transmission*.
AIM employees continue to flee, avoiding Taskmaster and his Mossberg.
No plan survives contact with the enemy. Like a lot of things, Taskmaster wasn't sure where he'd heard that one. He said it often enough that it stuck in his vocabulary.
"Alright Jill, we move to the server room. Now."
The sign next to the elevator urged that it not be used in emergency situations. If they were lucky, then the obedient staff of AIM would be rushing through the stairwells and ignoring the death-box-on-a-ropes. There was a contingency there. If the elevator wasn't working...the elevator shaft was gonna be open. Wide open. For 20 stories in either direction. It was very, very much less than ideal. Either way, Taskmaster hit every call button, up or down, in the hallway, and made a quick detour to the infirmary. Taskmaster's medical knowledge might not have been the best, but anyone can recognize flammability warnings. A few quick swings of his machete through any rubber hoses would start filling this floor. Sometimes the best way to destroy evidence...was a very, very large explosion.
The fact that they were about to go further up the building should have probably concerned him more. But provided this floor was empty, then they shouldn't have to worry about anything igniting the gas before then. Right? thought Taskmaster. It bothered him that there responding 'Right' from his own internal monologue seemed less than genuine. If Leighton was in any of these beds, he'd need to make himself known - Taskie didn't have time to read charts. If the elevator arrived on the floor, Jill and Taskmaster were in a hurry to take it. If the elevator didn't come...he hoped he could trust Jill's ability to hold on and count floors. Elevator doors usually pried open easily enough, but it wasn't too often that the shafts were used for hand-over-hand climbing.
Leighton never made himself known during Taskmasters trek through the infirmary. He see's Jill arrive at the elevator upon his exiting the infirmary.
She also hits all the call buttons for an elevator. Still nothing. Jill is visibly becoming more nervous about still being in the building. Jill did't notice Taskmaster had watched her frantically hit the elevator buttons.
She turns her head toward him sharply, "Was Leighton in there??"
"I didn't get a good look. Lots of bandage-face-mummy types, you know? Look, breathe. Breathe, alright. I'll try to remember that this isn't your first op if you try to act like it's your second one. Look, computers, right? Computers. Jill like computers, yes? Yes! Exactly! Jill good with computers. Taskmaster good with--"
"Can you stop talking like we're five year olds?"
"...I was talking like we were-- alright, alright. Look, you do your searches, you see if you can find records of where Leighton is. He might not even be in the building anymore, and if that's the case, we've still got a buncha servers in front of us that you can steal...something from. I don't care if it's credit card debt or surgical specs, we gotta grab as much as we can of whatever looks most valuable. Now tell me: where can you set up and how long will it be? You have my word that once I put you on lockdown I will keep you safe. Any of the pencil necks show up, we snap em, any of their armed boys show up, I shoot 'em. You take care of the technical doohickeys and keep your head down."
Jill nodded at Taskmaster, "lets go." Jill pulled open the elevator doors and exposed an empty elevator shaft. "It's a long ways down" she said stating the obvious. "There's an access ladder here".
Jill hopped onto the ladder, and Taskmaster followed.
Once at the 30th floor, Jill once again pulled the doors open. Both her and Taskmaster were immediately hit with cold air. "Bingo, its the server farm" said Jill. She hoisted herself up and immediately plugged into one of the server towers, "This will take a few minutes Boss".
Taskmaster observed the open room with nothing but server towers in it. Then he heard the elevator come to life further down. He knew that they wouldn't be alone for long.
If I know elevators - and I do not know elevators - than every one has a hatch up on the top of it that you can open up. Now, I think - and I do not know elevators - that one could drop on to an elevator that was coming up the shaft.
Now, with the weaponry that Taskmaster is carrying, plus the element of surprise (combined with the eyes of whoever is in the elevator naturally being trained forward), I think (and I do. not. know. elevators) that - if done with enough agility - one could stealthily climb down onto the ascending elevator, open the top, and massacre everyone in the elevator. Like the Cap scene from Civil War, but with a skull mask and a knife and a lot less punch-pulling.
Alternatively, and this will only work once, and even then, is only to be done if there is no other choice (or if there's another method of leaving)...a breaching shotgun should be able to do one of two things. One, firing through the roof of the elevator. Two...pointblank shot to the elevator cable (so long as Taskie isn't holding on to the cable at the time).
Orders to Jill (in priority):
-steal as much as you can
-if necessary, find an alternative escape route
-find out what happened to leighton
-find out where the bigwig-offices are, in case there's more we can steal from there.
"Jill - have you heard any news coming from Miami?"
Taskmaster looks down the elevator shaft and see's the elevator coming up to his floor. He makes the quick decision to jump on top of it. *thud*
He can hear someone say "What the hell?" from the inside of it. Knowing that a shot to the cable won't drop the elevator due to the emergency braking system, he opens up the hatch to see four AIM operatives armed with various weapons.
He knows he needs to act quick as they will be at Jill's floor any second.
Drop down and attack:
If the element of surprise and close-quarters combat of Taskmaster are up to the task, then incapacitating them all is the goal. If an added 'edge' is needed, Taskmaster has a machete. Just in terms of cleanliness, it would be preferable not to eviscerate them.
Taskmaster moves quick and drops down right on top of one of the AIM operatives who lets out an audible *Oughhh*. Taskmaster thinks to himself "Definitely broke his neck". He then immediately grabs the AIM guard to his right and uses him as a meat shield for the first few rounds of the MP5 held by the AIM guard in front of him. Taskmaster shoves his meat-shield into the AIM guard with the MP5 an knocks him off balance. He then immediately takes notice of the other AIM guard standing diagonally from him who has a Glock 17 in hand. The AIM guard raises his hand to fire, but doesn't get the chance as Taskmaster grabs his wrist, performs a wrist lock, and disarms him. Taskmaster pulls his machete from behind his back and comes down on the crown of the disarmed guards head, the crunch of bone is heard, followed by blood spatter. The AIM guard trying to move his co-worker out of his way to get a clear shot struggles in the confined space and is met with a swift left jab to his face, breaking his nose. A right hook follows hitting him in the jaw and knocking him out.
*Bing* the elevator reaches Jill's floor.
Jill exchanges a wide eyed glance with Taskmaster.
The data is just about downloaded Boss!
"The second these guys don't respond over radio, they're gonna know something's up and they're gonna be coming here. Cross the T's, Dot the I's, and get ready to get running. If you can find anything on Leighton, if he's in this building, we're finding him and getting out of here. Otherwise, we're gonna have to cut and run, so unless there's anywhere else you think they might have left computer-jewels lying out, stick behind me. You're doing great, kid, just...maybe don't wave the gun in the air as much. We make it out of here with Leighton, or we cut a good deal for what we got, then I think you might've even earned yourself a gimmick name. We'll come up with it at the Institute later."
Taskmaster does the check that most people call 'keys, wallet, phone' - though in his case it's 'shotgun, sidearm, machete'. Depending on what Jill finds re: Leighton or valuables, he's not sure whether he'll be going up or downstairs.
"The second these guys don't respond over radio, they're gonna know something's up and they're gonna be coming here. Cross the T's, Dot the I's, and get ready to get running. If you can find anything on Leighton, if he's in this building, we're finding him and getting out of here. Otherwise, we're gonna have to cut and run, so unless there's anywhere else you think they might have left computer-jewels lying out, stick behind me. You're doing great, kid, just...maybe don't wave the gun in the air as much. We make it out of here with Leighton, or we cut a good deal for what we got, then I think you might've even earned yourself a gimmick name. We'll come up with it at the Institute later."
Taskmaster does the check that most people call 'keys, wallet, phone' - though in his case it's 'shotgun, sidearm, machete'. Depending on what Jill finds re: Leighton or valuables, he's not sure whether he'll be going up or downstairs.
Use override key to call the elevator. Shoot out any camera that might be in the elevator. Throw two of the AIM operatives' bodies onto the elevator, and key it to go straight to the roof.
The elevator should ping as going to the roof. If they have any weight sensors, they'll pick up about 'two bodies' worth. If the cameras are shot out they wont be able to get a visual in either way.
Then, take the stairs.
Taskmaster pulls his Beretta and plugs the camera in the corner of the elevator. He leaves two of the dead AIM operatives in the elevator and sends it to the roof.
Taskmaster and Jill run for the stairs. By the time they make it down to the 4th floor they hear lots of panicking AIM employees still trying to get out of the building.
Jill looks at the crowd. "I may be able to blend in Boss. It could get me by the cops once they're here."
Jill turns her eyes to Taskmaster, who is geared up, bloody, and still covered somewhat in offal. "You..eh. not so much".
"Should we split up?".
Taskmaster knows his guys in the lobby may be severely compromised, If Jill tried to blend in, he'd be on his own most likely.
"I'm not sure, kid. Any of those boys remember you from up in the office, they're gonna have you singled out in a heartbeat. Listen - the way we came in, you think you could pull that off in reverse? We get a body bag, a gurney, and I...wait, do I gotta teach you how to hotwire a van? No? Okay. Alright, if you have to split off or we find a safe exit, then you can blend in once you get to the street. We can't take the chance you won't get recognized in the lobby."
There had to be a janitorial closet nearby - if he couldn't find baggy enough overalls, then at the very least there would be the ingredients to distraction-causing. What was rule 4 in the Very Very Brief Solomon Explosive Manual? "If you don't have time to do the math...mix chlorine, bleach and then step back". Yeah that was it, right? Wait was one of them ammonia? Goddammit. Jill would know, and at the very least, it would be a place to catch a quick breath that wasn't liable to be entered on a building in evacuation protocol. If he could find one nearby and suitably barricade the door it would be the perfect place to plan exactly how they were gonna blow this joint.
Jill looks back up the flight of stairs. "The only place I know we'll find a body bag is in the morgue back upstairs. Either way, I kept the elevator override key, but that's probably our best bet, i don't think janitor clothes will be enough to fool anyone."
Taskmaster can hear the sirens which now sound like they're right outside. He knows the NYPD would be beginning to form a perimeter around the building.
If we can't make it to a vehicle without Taskmaster being spotted, and him changing out of his gear wouldn't be enough to make him unrecognizable, then going back to that Morgue seems to be our only option.
"Jill, the whole time from the door we came in to you waking me up -- can you think of anything you saw that might have been another way out?"
"Boss the area we came in is going to be mobbed with people trying to get out. All lobby entrances I'd assume it will be chaotic. And now that the cops are outside, getting through that perimeter will be more challenging. I did see that there was a basement level, I don't think its a parking garage though. But maybe we can find drainage access.
"So which way do you wanna go?"
"You know, normally, I'd hate the smell of the sewer. Right now though...could probably call it an upgrade. Let's go."
Jill nods and turns to run back up the stairs, planning to head for the elevator access on their current floor.
Gunshots ring out loudly, they impact right over Jill's head on the wall behind her. Jill shreiks "shit!".
Taskmaster sees 4 AIM operatives pushing through the crowd of employees towards the stairs. They are armed with MP5's and Glock pistols.
Taskmaster sees Jill continue to bolt for the elevator and weighs his options. Return fire, or catch up with Jill?
Catch up with Jill - the operatives, by pushing through a crowd, are surrounded by human shields. If Taskmaster has to fight them, the best odds would be in a CQC situation, so for now, keep running. On the way Taskie might find a place that would give him the jump on pursuers, otherwise, escape is the primary concern.
Taskmaster catches up with Jill at the elevator as the doors are opening. Both go inside, bullets whiz behind them. The doors shut.
"Holy shit that was close!" Said Jill as she double checks that she hit the basement button on the elevator panel.
"Those guys are definitely going to follow us."
The elevator reaches the basement level. The doors open to a bright white hallway, illuminated by florescent lights. Signs on the wall indicate directions. They read "Research & Development" and drainage discharge tunnel.
"Jill?"
"Yeah, boss?"
"I'm gonna make an unpopular move right now. I just want you to know something."
"...what, Boss?"
"If you don't want to follow me, you take that drainage tunnel right there, right now. Follow the path the sewage is running in, and once you get to an area with cell coverage, you get some of the boys to your location and get home ASAP."
"...Boss?"
"Next, time, Jill..."
"yeah boss?"
"Next time, let's check the basements first. If I don't make it out of here, you can try to run the Institute if you want. I'd cut and run though, sell whats in the briefcase and move on. Anywhere but Miami."
"Boss...what are you gonna do?"
Taskmaster readies his shotgun, and points at RnD.
"Last place on the premises where I might have a shot at finding Leighton. You get out of here to safety. Daddy's gotta take out some trash."
Jill hesitates for a moment and looks at the drainage entrance. "I'll get this stuff back to the Institute boss, and I'll see you there!". Jill proceeds to the drainage entrance.
Alone Taskmaster proceeds to the R&D area. He enters into a large room with bodies housed within glass cases on operating tables.
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Four scientists pause, not believing there eyes. All of them put there hands in the air very quickly. One pipes up "You can't be in here! Leave now or you'll be a dead man!". Taskmaster knows in the back of his mind that the AIM team that chased him and Jill into the elevator would have to be responding to his location.
The glass case behind the scientist did not house a body, but a pile of guts. It appeared he was cleaning the glass case.
"I've been a dead man before. At least twice today in fact."
The Mossberg gets levelled at the nearest scientist's face.
"I'm looking for someone. I'll give you a name, and you'll react. If you react in a way that tells me where I need to look, then I'll go to that box and get my friend back. If you panic, or try to act tough, you're gonna look a lot like that box over there without a body in it."
Chk-chk goes the shotgun.
"Give me Leighton, and you all will probably get to live."
Regardless of which box, if any, held Leighton, Taskmaster knows that this is going to get dramatic. Leighton might be priority, but whatever these people are being held in glass boxes for, using them as leverage might be his best bet at the upcoming fight with the team behind him.
The scientist's face goes white. He points to the box. "Thi..This is Leighton!" he says stumbling over his words and scared for his life. "He volunteered for a medical trial that involved entry into the Extremis program. His body rejected Extremis and this was the result."
Taskmaster noticed the scientist on the opposite side of the glass box kept looking over his head. Taskmaster looked up and could see a security camera pointing right at him.
He then heard footsteps running in the hallway he had come from. He needed to make a quick decision. Would he proceed further into the room, or run out of it into the hallway, face the threat, and attempt to get to the drainage tunnel Jill escaped through.
Further into the room. This just got extra personal.
Taskmaster runs further into the room. The scientists bolt to the back of the room, stumbling over their feet in a panic.
Taskmaster hears the guards stack up on the door outside the room. He knows what comes next, they're coming in for the kill.
Taskmaster takes a quick look left and right. No cover, just poor concealment behind the glass box that holds whats left of Leighton. He needs to make his decision, quick.
He thinks.
He could certainly dive behind it. Of course, they may be entering the room by then, and he may not have a chance to return accurate fire.
Or
He could train his Mossberg on the door and prepare to let 6 rounds of buck shot tear through whatever enters the room. Holding his ground in the center of the room, or moving to a front corner.
Or
Maybe there is another option.(If you have something else in mind, feel free)
First step: take out the camera quick.
Taskmaster uses the Mossberg from a forward corner.
Taskmaster turns and around to see the scientists are out of reach, heading for the rear of the room. He glances at the glass box, knowing it wont stop bullets. He chooses to head to the forward corner to plaster whatever comes through the door with his Mossberg. He fires 1 round at the camera. 5 more left.
He can hear the guards outside, a quick whisper is heard, Then 4 men dressed in yellow full body suits enter the room in a 'room clearing formation'. Two break the plane of the door, one looking directly at Taskmaster with an M4 raised at him.
Taskmaster and the CBRN guard facing him fire at the same time. The CBRN guard's face mask shatters, blood, teeth, bone, and guts fly onto the wall and back of the other guard. The 5.56. round fired by the guard strikes Taskmasters thigh meat. Very painful, but a flesh wound.
Taskmaster fires another blast and strikes CBRN guard entering the room who is looking away from him. He catches buckshot under the armpit as he turned around in response to the first crack of the Mossberg.
Two more CBRN guards poor in, guns up in Taskmasters direction. Taskmaster pumps his Mossberg as quickly as humanly possible for a man of his skill. Both CBRN guards eat lead, and are torn apart, missing Taskmaster with their shots.
Taskmaster has one round left in the Mossberg. He reloads quickly. These weren't' the same guys chasing him and Jill.
All's quiet for the moment aside from the scientists pissing themselves in the rear of the room.
"Hey! Lab coat! These other bodies, the Extreme-y's. What happens if I let them out?"
The answer means little, as the Mossberg's stock is gonna be busting open each of the glass coffins anyway. There's not a lot of options, and the only way out will be if chaos can be caused. If the scientists are really worried about them getting out, then they might be willing to give information on an escape route/exit. If they do, that's great. Otherwise, causing trouble, and slipping out under the cover of it seems like a good way to do this.
To this end, the 'cover someone with guts and taskmaster's mask' plan may be viable. Doing this, and then donning one of the yellow suits, may be a way to escape. And if the scientists are intimidated enough into giving Taskie an escape plan, or collateral, or anything else, that could be considered. Until then though, he'd have to fake his own death.
That'll be the third time he's a deadman today. Four more and he's got the record.
The scientist who didn't piss himself pipes up, "Ther..They're unconscious. They volunteered to be part of the Extremis program."
Taskmaster ignored the response. He proceeded to walk around the room smashing the glass box's. Screens showing vital signs began to emit loud alarming sounds as the vitals of the patients fell to dangerous levels.
Taskmaster goes over to the pile of bodies he made around the door. No intact suit could be found to use as a disguise. His Mossberg filled them full of holes, and they're covered in blood.
Kill everyone, disguise one of the other corpses as Taskmaster (mess the face up nice with the machete, so that it's not immediately recognizable, and then use the 'fake dead meditation' trick. In this way, my hope is that Taskmaster is taken to a morgue, where he can wake up and escape. I think the best bet is to take the place of one of the Extremey bodies, as it seems that they are dying. Unfortunately, this does mean that all the witnesses will have to be exterminated.
Or..."Your Extremey thing. If I volunteer, how long does it take, and how the hell will it help me get out of here?"
In response to Taskmaster's response on the 'Extremy thing' the scientist explains, while reaching for an injector from the nearest table "Here! if this is what you're after just have it and go, leave us be! It's an advanced form of genetic manipulation. It grants the human body the ability to heal and regenerate from physical damages, deformities and even psychological damages. This also includes the regrowth of severed limbs in a very short timespan, various physical enhancements as well as an exothermic ability. Your leg wound will heal in a matter of minutes, and you can be on your way!."
"...yup. That'll do. Hey, emergency evacuation protocol - how do I trigger it, and how are you told to get out of here when it kicks into play?"
"We have a separate fire system from upstairs. The alarm button is in the outside hallway" the scientist points to the door. "There is a drainage access on this level that will bring you to the river".
((Take Extreme-y and jump into the river!))