Guardians -Welcome to the Wild Wild West
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Calinon
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"Smokin' in the hoverjet is, and smokin' around me is bad for your health," Longhorn says with her ever present smile as she goes towards the cockpit. "If we see you smokin' we'll assume yer on fire and take appropriate measures!" She'll get into the pilot's seat and strap in.
That of course assumes there is no other pilot. If there is, first she'll put him in the co-pilot's seat after introductions.
"Alrighty, cowpokes," she calls out once she gets her headset on and everyone is inside. "Time to go be heroes. Buckle up!" she adds, bringing the engine to life and lifting off the ground with a jerk. "Wooo, she's got some attitude!"
That of course assumes there is no other pilot. If there is, first she'll put him in the co-pilot's seat after introductions.
"Alrighty, cowpokes," she calls out once she gets her headset on and everyone is inside. "Time to go be heroes. Buckle up!" she adds, bringing the engine to life and lifting off the ground with a jerk. "Wooo, she's got some attitude!"
Gideon
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"Yeah, smoking makes you smell bad too. no ones been cool smokin since Dean." Lucy turns her pout towards Brian. She sure is pretty when she pouts.
Kevin lets out a slight 'yip' as the Jet gives a shudder as it lurches into the air. Sandra snakes a hand over and pats Kevin uncomfortably inside of his leg.
"It's okay there kid, this'll be fun." She says in her little girl voice partly ribbingly and partly consolitory.
"So who are you gonna double up, Kev? No need to walk in all un-suped up." Lightspeed smiles on over to Kevin, obviously trying to help settle him down.
"Oh, I know, how bout Bollywood? She likes being touched in front of cameras." Mason's voice buzzes out of his 'Space-ship earth' black mirrored helmet.
Four glares stare at the Dark Helmet.
"How bout you shut your yapper and figure out how not to get you and us killed this time. Steve adds in a harsh bark from the co-pilot seat.
"Sorry to bring this thrillin' name callin to a close but I ain't got no cllue how to make lightnin' non a-killin, yaw." Tornado shifts uncomfortably in his silver and blue uniform. Styled after an air-force flight suit it has a long line of lightning down the center of the chest hiding the zipper and the Guardian shield crest across from the American flag on the right brest.
Kevin lets out a slight 'yip' as the Jet gives a shudder as it lurches into the air. Sandra snakes a hand over and pats Kevin uncomfortably inside of his leg.
"It's okay there kid, this'll be fun." She says in her little girl voice partly ribbingly and partly consolitory.
"So who are you gonna double up, Kev? No need to walk in all un-suped up." Lightspeed smiles on over to Kevin, obviously trying to help settle him down.
"Oh, I know, how bout Bollywood? She likes being touched in front of cameras." Mason's voice buzzes out of his 'Space-ship earth' black mirrored helmet.
Four glares stare at the Dark Helmet.
"How bout you shut your yapper and figure out how not to get you and us killed this time. Steve adds in a harsh bark from the co-pilot seat.
"Sorry to bring this thrillin' name callin to a close but I ain't got no cllue how to make lightnin' non a-killin, yaw." Tornado shifts uncomfortably in his silver and blue uniform. Styled after an air-force flight suit it has a long line of lightning down the center of the chest hiding the zipper and the Guardian shield crest across from the American flag on the right brest.
Calinon
First Post
"Don't make me turn this hovership around; I will you know," Linda says jokingly. "Aw heck, I could just turn it over," she says, grinning at Steve to give him enough warning to help her out. Without further warning, she pulls the stick and pushes the right pedals and buttons to spin the hovership in a quick barrel roll before putting it back on its normal course.
Keia
I aim to misbehave
Phoenix [Brandon Laine] HP: 4/4, 0S / 0L Armor +8
Brandon strapped himself into his seat and looked around at everyone jawing with each other . . . he smiled and thought about joining in - he just wasn't any good at it. Even on the football field, where he felt the most at ease, he couldn't find the words to joke around with the others.
He decided to give it a shot . . .
"I feel kinda strange about this flying and not being under my own power . . . ." Brandon started - then the ship did a barrel roll.
Brandon strapped himself into his seat and looked around at everyone jawing with each other . . . he smiled and thought about joining in - he just wasn't any good at it. Even on the football field, where he felt the most at ease, he couldn't find the words to joke around with the others.
He decided to give it a shot . . .
"I feel kinda strange about this flying and not being under my own power . . . ." Brandon started - then the ship did a barrel roll.
Brian rolls his eyes and starts to silently mimic Linda's little speech as soon as she turns her back to him although once Lucy has given him 'the look' he will put out the smoke while muttering quietly to himself.
Once the hovership does its barrel roll, he will look around for a moment before he gets a wide grin on his face.
"Alright, lets do that again."
Once the hovership does its barrel roll, he will look around for a moment before he gets a wide grin on his face.
"Alright, lets do that again."
Gideon
First Post
The reactions throughout the jet are varied but no one gives back their breakfast, although Linda and Kevin are having a 'Who looks more green?' contest.
"Here we are el cap-e-tan." Leprechaun anounces from his raised co-pilot seat.
A large building with more than a passing ressemblance to a small Parthenon stands ringed by people. The police have formed a barrier some 300' away trying to keep the mass of on-lookers away. Several news vans, maybe a dozen, are parked with their antenas extended.
As the jet lowers under Longhorn's careful guidance the legs extend with a soft hiss and then you're on solid ground. OOC: Pilot check of 25.
"Time to kiss some babies and kick some bad guy butt." Karma's sweet voice floats back to you as she heads down the ramp into the spotlight. Full smile plaastered on her face. And then it strikes you, when did she put make-up on?
As the rest of the team follows in her wake, they find she is all ready swarmed with reporters.
Karma answers the questions deftly, quickly, and with a smile.
The bunch of you are about to be swarmed as well when a squadron of cops form a ring around you and a rather pot-bellied man with a long salt and pepper walrus mustache trundles over.
"You are the Guardians I presume? I'm Captain Trent. We have 10 hostages inside and we think four bogey's. We believe the perps are in the basement. Their is a shelter there that the hostages have escaped into. It has lasted so far but I don't imagine it will hold for too long with." Half-way through his breath the Captain starts yelling as he finally takes his eyes off of the ladies and notices Phoenix. "
Oh my god, that man is on fire! Someone get a hose. Stop, Drop, and Roll son."
"Here we are el cap-e-tan." Leprechaun anounces from his raised co-pilot seat.
A large building with more than a passing ressemblance to a small Parthenon stands ringed by people. The police have formed a barrier some 300' away trying to keep the mass of on-lookers away. Several news vans, maybe a dozen, are parked with their antenas extended.
As the jet lowers under Longhorn's careful guidance the legs extend with a soft hiss and then you're on solid ground. OOC: Pilot check of 25.
"Time to kiss some babies and kick some bad guy butt." Karma's sweet voice floats back to you as she heads down the ramp into the spotlight. Full smile plaastered on her face. And then it strikes you, when did she put make-up on?
As the rest of the team follows in her wake, they find she is all ready swarmed with reporters.
Reporters said:
Karma answers the questions deftly, quickly, and with a smile.
The bunch of you are about to be swarmed as well when a squadron of cops form a ring around you and a rather pot-bellied man with a long salt and pepper walrus mustache trundles over.
"You are the Guardians I presume? I'm Captain Trent. We have 10 hostages inside and we think four bogey's. We believe the perps are in the basement. Their is a shelter there that the hostages have escaped into. It has lasted so far but I don't imagine it will hold for too long with." Half-way through his breath the Captain starts yelling as he finally takes his eyes off of the ladies and notices Phoenix. "
Oh my god, that man is on fire! Someone get a hose. Stop, Drop, and Roll son."
Shadow 4/4 hp status: fine
Brian didn't really like all the pictures being taken but he figured that it was pretty much par for the course. He didn't really mind it but it was slightly intimidating and he was more then happy to let Karma answer all the questions, of course this was probably a daily occurance for her.
Brian could barely contain the laugh, which came out as a weak cough. Once he had himself under control he waited for Brandon's response.
Brian didn't really like all the pictures being taken but he figured that it was pretty much par for the course. He didn't really mind it but it was slightly intimidating and he was more then happy to let Karma answer all the questions, of course this was probably a daily occurance for her.
Gideon said:
Brian could barely contain the laugh, which came out as a weak cough. Once he had himself under control he waited for Brandon's response.
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