(Remaster) The Ship of the Tempest

Formatrix Cage

Attack of the Omi
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CRASH!!

The doors of the place were blown wide open, as Z73 ran right in and came to a stop just inside, her eyes scanning around for any threats. After making sure it was clear, she stood from her crouch and got herself ready for what's to come.

"Right, so she's somewhere in this place..."

"Top floor 73." She flinched and looked around, realizing soon that it was an intercom that she was being spoken to from, definitely Omitter speaking. "You'll find me all the way up here."

"Really? That easy?"

"Ohoho no...not easy at all~." With that little word of warning, a click was heard as Omitter hung up over the intercom and left Z73 in the dark.

"Great..." She sighed and shook her head, her mask hiding her lips from what felt like some sharp cold that ran through the halls of this place.

Before she even began this walk through the halls, the lights quickly dimmed as the door slammed behind her, locking her in as interior lights within the walls lit up, bathing the room in a deep blue hue. The door at the end opened up, as it released a swarm of...Omitters?

There were several of her, but behind their eyes laid no hints of sentence or even thought. They were robots made in her image, nothing more and nothing less.

"Test one: A good old fashioned fight! I'm sure this won't be hard for a person like you yeah?"

"Tsk, make my job hard why don't you?" She sprang forward towards the bots, each one carrying small weapons like some sort of futuristic dagger and what looked to be a pistol, again, high tech.

For some reasons these things weren't equipped with full Riggings, then again, those might cause pretty heavy structural damage in a place like this, so that might be the reason.

The one's with pistols took aim and fired, each shot whizzed towards her at the same speeds shells would, meaning it was much easier to dodge before the shot even made it far from the gun than to reactively dodge them incoming. She ducked and dodged past several shots before coming upon the one's wielding knives, and each one held them rather...poorly.

The first thrusted right at her face, easily sidestepped before she kicked it's side and did a substantial amount of damage. It was actually surprising, seeing how she almost blew the thing in half from a single kick.

"What the—?! Oh come on, I spent good time on those, don't go busting my bots!"

"Shoulda gave them armor then!" She leapt over another swing and caved in it's head with a punch, heading to the next and quickly taking it down too.

Soon enough, the entire room was cleared of the bots, the door left wide open for her to run through. She continued on into the hall, and like with the entrance room, the door closed as the hall lit up, revealing what laid at the end.

Z73's eyes went wide upon seeing the huge Gatling gun mounts at the end, the barrels already beginning to spin up as the door closed. Her eyes quickly went yellow as she briefly entered her full Siren state, her cube overflowing with energy as the guns readied to fire

"Fracture!"
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"...What?"

The halls were riddled with bullets, but the guns and Omitter bots that caused it were torn to pieces, courtesy of Z73 who now stood behind them with one of their heads still in her hand. She crushed it before approaching the next door, kicking it open and readying herself for what came next.