No OP OCs allowed, of course... and again, good luck.

((This still open?))

Commander Vix: *he sighed* I've taken down a terrorist organization, I can do this.

*This cell is reminiscent of a cave, with a small maze inside of it. What appears to be a minotaur wanders the maze aimlessly.*

Vix: Yeesh.

*The cell across from this one resembles the deep woods and has a wendigo sitting in it.*

Vix: Creepy.

*...you should probably keep going.*

Vix: *he continued*

*Eventually you exit the cell area and reach a bunch of testing labs. 24, to be exact, each labeled with a letter of the Greek alphabet.*

Vix: I don't like the look of this.

*All of the testing labs seem to be shut down, save for three. Delta, Sigma, and Omega.*

Vix: Hm...

Carina: "Ugh, fine."

*Carina starts looking for clothes.*

Vix: *he sat on his bed*

*Carina orders exactly $256 worth of clothing.*

Vix: What'd you get?

Carina: "Semi-fancy clothes."

Vix: Good.

Vix: I'll try not to blow them up next time.

Carina: "Good."

Vix: Heh.

Carina: "Let's just hope the delivery person actually gets them to me."

Vix: Yeah..

Carina: "What with your place of residence they might screw up."

Vix: Eh, I'll make sure they deliver it.

Carina: "Okay..."

Vix: So, what are we gonna do after you get your clothes? Are we gonna fight again?

Carina: "You seem to be the one making decisions, so you decide."

Vix: No no, how about you make this one.

Carina: "I don't feel like fighting."

Vix: You also probably don't want your clothes torn off again.

Carina: "Yeah, that was awkward."

Vix: Yeah, very.

Carina: "Perhaps you could just... interrogate me."

Vix: Alright.

Carina: "Ask away, then."

Vix: How can you die?

Carina: "Special technology developed by my creators."

Vix: How do I gain said technology?

Carina: "Rob the government..?"

Vix: I can make a bargain.

Carina: "The government doesn't bargain."

Vix: Well, in every reality, the goverment screwed me over. This is no difference.

*Taking down a branch of the government might be a bit harder than taking down a terrorist organization, but at least you've got optimism. And one lead. An abandoned shipyard.*

Commander Vix: *he arrived at the shipyard, wearing a kevlar vest, a brown shirt, camo pants, and an M4A1, along with a pistol, just in case*

*The shipyard is, not surprisingly, empty. There are still plenty of shipping containers here, though, perfect to hide in...*

*he turned on the flashlight on his shoulder, checking the shipping containers*

*As you open one of the shipping containers, someone drops down on you from below, wrapping their legs around your neck and cutting off your oxygen.*

Vix: Urgh- *he attempted to shoot the legs strangling him*

*The bullets don't seem to do much.*

*The person shifts their wait, causing you to fall backwards. They jump off of you as this happens, then land next to you, putting their foot on your chest.*

Weapon Omega: "Pathetic."

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Vix: Please, you haven't even seen what I can do. *he chuckled*

Weapon Omega: "I could say the same, soldier boy."

Vix: Do you know that I singlehandedly defeated the leader of a terrorist organization?

Cell Guard: "You're not getting out of here, so just hush."

Vix: *he chuckled even more* Hushing isn't my thing.

*The guard ignores Vix.*

Vix: Playing hard to get, are you? *he started laughing*

*The guard says nothing. She looks away.*

Vix: I know, I'm popular with the ladies.

*The guard scoffs.*

Cell Guard: "You're really not."

Vix: You want to prove that?

Cell Guard: "And how would you have me do that?"

Vix: Come into this cell.

*You hit an invisible electrical barrier and are immediately shocked with ALMOST lethal amounts of electricity.*

Vix: *he twitched, falling to the ground*

*The guards take Vix inside. The barrier doesn't affect them...*

*Vix's equipment is taken away and he's thrown into a holding cell.*

Vix: *he came to, swearing in Spanish. He then observed his surroundings*

*The holding cell has two padded walls and two glass walls. A guard stands outside the door.*

*From your cell you can see a set of doors labeled 'Restricted Area'.*

Vix: Sup.

*The guard ignores Vix. She adjusts her helmet.*

Vix: Are you Carina? Nah, she's much more pretty.

Cell Guard: "Shut up, prisoner."

Vix: *he chuckled* No need to be rude.

Cell Guard: "Surveillance is going to ignore you as long as you're in the cell."

Vix: *he observed the door of the cell for some way to deactivate it*

*The door has a keycard reader that is on the other side of the door.*

Vix: *he tried to shoot at the reader*

*The bullets do not pierce the door or the wall.*

Vix: Come on.

Cell Guard: "It's not easy to get outta here."

Vix: Tell me how.

Cell Guard: "Stand in the back left corner and let me climb on your shoulders."

Vix: Why are you helping me?

Carina: "I suppose..."

Vix: *he went up the stairs*

*Carina follows.*

Vix: *he unlocked a door, and went through it. There was a small bed, an old table with a chair, and a bathroom with the door off one of its hinges*

Carina: "...this place sucks."

Vix: Well I need a very unpopular place.

Carina: "...right..."

Vix: *he reached for something under the table, and grabbed a laptop* Here, order online.

Carina: "I can't trust online shopping, they lie about sizes."

Vix: What about the ones that offer refunds if they don't fit?

Cell Guard: "How stupid do you think I am?"

Vix: As much as you are pretty.

Cell Guard: "I'm not stepping into your cell."

Vix: Then you're a coward.

Cell Guard: "Shut it."

*The guard steps into the cell, keeping her gun pointed at Vix.*

Vix: *he grabbed the gun, thrusting his palm at her elbow, trying to break her arm*

*The guard dodges the grab and slams her boot into Vix's knee.*

Vix: *he checked it, grabbing her boot, and lifting her leg up, trying to make her fall over*

*The guard falls over.*

*...She doesn't have any form of keycard and the cell door is locked. So now you're both trapped in here.*

Vix: Shit, door's locked.

Carina: "Trust me, this is different."

Vix: And how is it?

Carina: "This government is going to kill you simply because you're military."

Vix: Well it also might be that I'm a military from another world.

Carina: "Doesn't matter where you're from, you being military is all they care about."

Vix: Then I guess force is the only option.

Carina: "It won't end well."

Vix: That's what they all tell me. And every time, they're wrong.

Carina: "...whatever you say."

Vix: I'll be back. Write my will for me if I die. *he left the building*

Weapon Omega: "I can't die, 'cause I'm not alive."

Vix: Pardon?

Weapon Omega: "I'm a synthetic organism."

Vix: Well, nevertheless, you're going to be destroyed.

Weapon Omega: "Whatever you say, soldier boy."

*Weapon Omega leans down and boops Vix.*

Vix: *he grabbed his pistol, aiming it at her liver, and fired*

*The bullet bounces off, but leaves a hole in her clothing.*

Weapon Omega: "Hmph. This is a new sweater."

Vix: How nice, hold that for me. *he lit off a smoke grenade, putting it in her hand*

Weapon Omega: "..."

*Weapon Omega crushes the smoke grenade in a way that stops it from going off.*

Vix: *that seemed to be a distraction, as he had pushed her leg off him, and rolled backwards, standing up*

*Well, looks like you've found your destination.*

Vix: Hello?

*...There doesn't appear to be anyone inside the lab, but there's a strange-looking gun on the table that you assume is the weapon capable of killing Carina.*

Vix: *he looked around, and grabbed it*

Cell Guard: "I'm not helping you, I'm getting myself out of this cell."

Vix: ...Alright then *he got in the corner*

*The guard climbs on Vix's shoulders. She opens a loose ceiling tile and pulls a lever, unlocking the door. The camera is disabled as well.*

Vix: Thank you.

Cell Guard: "...whatever. I need to go to the armory."

*The guard walks off. As she does, she grabs a keycard from the wall and tosses it to Vix.*

Vix: *he looked to find the heart of the base*

*The heart of the base is probably behind the 'Restricted Area' door.*

Vix: *he used the keycard*

*The doors slowly open, revealing a long metal hallway with maximum-security cells lining the walls. Each cell has... something... inside of it.*

Vix: *he peeked inside a cell*

Weapon Omega: "Did you know that I singlehandedly wiped out an entire fascist regime?"

Vix: Well look who's a showoff.

Weapon Omega: "You know what they say, soldier boy. It's not bragging if it's true."

Vix: Yes, it still is. It's common sense.

Weapon Omega: "Common sense is for common folk."

Vix: It's also for smart folks. And I see that you aren't one of them.

Weapon Omega: "I'm smarter than you, soldier boy."

Vix: Well I bet you don't know what will happen if I stay in this reality for too long.

Weapon Omega: "It doesn't matter to me, so why should I know?"

Vix: Cause, you'll die if you don't know.

Carina: "...your apartment?"

Vix: Where else is there to go? Plus, I need to stock up on my equipment.

Carina: "...alright then."

Vix: You got any ideas?

Carina: "Nah. Your place is fine."

Vix: Alright. *he started walking*

*Carina follows.*

Vix: *a short walk later, they arrived at a run down apartment complex*

Carina: "...so generic."

Vix: Last place you would expect.

Carina: "Let's just go."

Cell Guard: "They don't care enough about me for that to work."

Vix: ...Mind if I take your armor, and your weapons?

Cell Guard: "Sure, whatever..."

Vix: Thanks. Take the armor and the weapons, and put them on the floor.

*The guard piles up her weapons and takes off her armor.*

Cell Guard: "You're just lucky these uniforms are unisex."

Vix: Good. *he put the armor on and grabbed the weapons* Does this place have a security camera?

Cell Guard: "Not in the cell, but right outside it."

Vix: *he looked around outside the cell for the camera*

*The camera is located on the ceiling directly above the door, pointed directly at the door.*

Vix: *he waved at the camera* Hello?!

Weapon Omega: "...how about a temporary truce until we get me some clothes?"

Vix: Fine, but only because fighting a naked woman would be the weirdest thing I've ever done in my life.

Weapon Omega: "...thanks, soldier boy."

Vix: ...Stop calling me that.

Weapon Omega: "You got a name, then?"

Vix: The name's Vix.

Weapon Omega: "...call me Carina."

Vix: Alright, Carina. *he tried as hard as he could to keep his eyes on her face*

*Carina smirks.*

Carina: "...let's go, before someone else shows up."

Vix: Yeah, if they do, it's gonna be tough to explain.

Vix: Alright.

Carina: "You better have a lot of money, Vixy boy, because I want fancy clothes."

Vix: Fine, you will.

*Carina grins.*

Vix: Not too expensive though.

Carina: "Fine..."

Vix: *he chuckled a little*

Carina: "Hmph."

Vix: Well, let's go to my apartment.

Guard 2: "C.I.A doesn't have clearance to enter this facility."

Vix: What about Weapons Expert on the Undead?

Guard 1: "Only people with S.E.C.R.E.T Access Cards authorized by President Norman are permitted into the facility."

Vix: What about someone who's traveled to other worlds?

Guard 2: "No."

Vix: *he thought* You got some weak spots on that armor.

Guard 1: "You're not that stupid, are you?"

Vix: *he tried to look for weak spots on the armor*

*The armor has no visible weak points. It's very high-tech.*

Vix: No, I'm not. *he lit off a smoke grenade, sneaking past them in the smoke*

Cell Guard: "Great job, moron."

Vix: Said the one who took the bait.

Cell Guard: "Whatever, whatever. You still haven't proved that you're popular with the ladies."

Vix: And you still haven't proved me wrong.

Cell Guard: "I have, since you've been anything but smooth."

Vix: I will snap your neck.

Cell Guard: "Do that and you'll be killed on the spot."

Vix: And how?

Cell Guard: "Neurotoxin."

Vix: Well I'll use you as a hostage then.

Carina: "All your possessions are going to me..."

Vix: Absolutely not.

Carina: "Hmph."

Vix: *he left, to confront the government*

*...the government is rather far away.*

Vix: *he's hiked thousands of miles, this is no different*

*...We shall timeskip to Vix approaching the entrance to the S.E.C.R.E.T facility.*

Vix: *he entered the facility*

*Upon attempting to enter the facility, you are blocked by two heavily armed and armored guards.*

Guard 1: "No entry to civilians."

Vix: I'm a C.I.A. Operative, actually.

*Weapon Omega's left arm turns into a gun and she fires at Vix.*

Vix: *he threw a tomahawk at her arm*

*Weapon Omega grabs the tomahawk and throws it back.*

Vix: *it grazed his arm, cutting him. He then fired at her*

*Weapon Omega dodges some of the bullets. The rest bounce off of her.*

Weapon Omega: "Bullets don't work, soldier boy."

Vix: Alright then, you asked for it. *he grabbed a Semtex, armed it, and threw it at her*

Weapon Omega: "...that's not gonna destroy me, just my clothes."

Vix: Wait a seco- *the semtex exploded*

*Weapon Omega is polite enough to grab some old cloth from a pile and wrap it around herself before the explosion's smoke fades.*

Vix: Well, this just got awkward.

*Carina nods.*

Carina: "...you lead the way."

Vix: Where?

Carina: "Into town, duh, so we can find a clothing store."

Vix: I don't think you should go into town like that.

Carina: "..."

*Carina walks over to a shipping container labeled 'clothing donations'. She turns her hand into bolt cutters and breaks the lock. She steps into it, then steps out a few minutes later wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans that are a bit too big. She also has leather boots.*

Carina: "...this is all that was in there."

Vix: Well at least I can look at things other than your face now.

Carina: "Why would you need to look at things other than my face? Am I that attractive?"

Vix: No, I mean other parts of your body.

Carina: "Whatever you say, Vixy boy."

Vix: That's even worse.