'Zhard was taken too a room that suddenly changed into a battleground with three walker veichles comming towards him, the first opened fire and he barely shielded himself with his right arm. Then he ran towards some cover too avoid being crisped.
"crap! what am i going too do against these!" he said too himself desperately as he jumped out of the cover and rushed towards the closest one, it started too fie but was too slow in moving the guns so Zhard was able too run close enough too be able too jump on top of it.
"this should be the power suply" he said as he started too drain the power with his right hand' the walker fell apart and he started too run towards the second one, although it was more ready and shot him in the chest so hard that he flew right threw a buildings door twenty meters away.
"argh! that hurt..." Zhard said as his wound regenerated. "luckily i had the armour" he said as he remembered his sword. "of course! i can use that!" he said as he drew it from his back and jumped out of a window ight onto the third walker which he stabed in the power suply and then rushed towards the second and cut of its left leg as he ran past it.
'Suddenly the scene changed and he was in a room with another of the soldiers, he could not see who but he knew that he had trouble waiting for him'

"Zhard! The power supply on these is internal! Wait for me to recal their armor weaknesses!" After a moments hesitation, Dynamite shouted after the charging super soldier. "Stike on the leg joints! They'll fall apart!" He then ran down a back alley and began navigating the maze of buildings for other dangers.

"I'm on it!" Leverik shouts as he runs into the first column. The machines managed to lock on him and started firing and without thinking, Leverik took his hookshot and shot at the far back one. Then the hookshot jerked him off his feet, and recieving a couple of nicks from the shots he manages to get through them all, they do hit each other, but as soon as they realized they were firing on each other they stopped. Grabbing his psitol, he fires a few shots in the cockpit of the walker he is on and then takes off running through the group again.

Meanwhile, Interface has latched onto the walker closest to him.

"watch out! i'm frying the targetting computer on htis thing, it's gonna shoot anything it can for a few minutes before exploding"

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a few minutes later
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"so, which two of our friends will we be with now?"

OOC: This thread has far surpassed the page limit. Please finish up your training and end up going to bed or something. Thanks.

Runner had learned a decent bit about his powers. He recieved weapons, a very thin razor wire and a steel crossbow. It had been pure luck that the young scientist, Chris Daman, happened to be watching his training session. Without Chris he might have been dubbed "worthless" which, he assumed, would have some bad reprucussions. So he went back into his training with a confident mind and came out a worthy warrior. Although he still had much to learn, it was late and he needed to sleep. He was rather disappointed that he hadn't gotten to train with any of the other Soldiers and went to bed hoping to meet all the others tomorrow.

Nikolai fumbled with the taken katana attached to his belt as he watched the others fight with incredible power. Perhaps there was something akin to awe in his observing, or perhaps it was understanding. Perhaps the scientist was right... perhaps they were nothing but weapons. Perhaps he was nothing more than a weapon. But, he was a weapon with free will. He could fight for himself, he could choose not to fight. He could choose who would "wield" him, if anyone. He just needed more time to think, to come to grips with this reality. As the training simulation ended, he sought the solitude of his quarters.

Patricia opened the door for Kristen. It was so white inside. The walls, the bed, the refridgerator. "This is your quarters and you're free to do whatever you want in here. At some point later in the morning of everyday, your room will be cleaned for you, so you don't need to even bother with making the bed. Please get some rest, Kristen. Hopefully things won't be so trying tomorrow."

Kristen nodded, and Patricia stepped out of the room, closing the door. Kristen didn't feel really tired, and discovered the video games consoles way sooner than she thought she should have. She dozed off in her comfortable chair right after saving her game and turning the system and television off.

After they had all gotten together and peacefully stopped the tanks, they had learned it had just been another projection.

There had been a lot of arguing, but it was generally accepted that had they known it was a projection they wouldn't have tried to save those inside.

Afterwards, Interface found his room, and discovered that while he, too had a game system in his, it was strung out across the wall, with all the wires ending at the bed.

Interface removed the harder equipment from his outfit and placed it within a compartment in the matress which had been showed to him.

He climbed into bed, and dreamed of games

OOC: since im still not done with my fight i will end it soon.

IC: Zhard did as Dynamite said and rushed towards the closest walker, he protected himself with his right arm and by jumping left too right as he rushed past it cleaving the leg and continued too strike down 2 more that was close too the first.
when he then turned too attack the fourth it opened fire at him and he was sent flying right through a building and landed in front of dynamite, Zhard could feel pain in his chest but didnt know how serious it was, although he felt the regeneration starting.